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<div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I digress. The day the nanites hit had started like any other day. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by some kind of explosion outside. I ran to the doors to lock them when a huge cloud of grey dust blew the doors open. It left a metal taste in my mouth. After I locked the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to pull her off with some miner bites and cuts and she ran out an open window which I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I took some costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom of a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form my new tail to fit through. I got a knee length lab coat and stitched a hood onto it. After that I topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty snazzy if you ask me. I decided to exit through the back door to avoid being seen by anything that might be there. After some running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I stay with the Prometheans in New Dawn.</div>
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<div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I digress. The day the nanites hit had started like any other day. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by some kind of explosion outside. I ran to the doors to lock them when a huge cloud of grey dust blew the doors open. It left a metal taste in my mouth. After I locked the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to pull her off with some miner bites and cuts and she ran out an open window which I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I spent a couple of days working on my new outfit. I took a knee length white lab coat and some pinstripe suit pants and tailored them just the way I wanted. I dyed a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat as my insignia and topped it off with a fedora I cut holes in to fit my ears. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty snazzy if you ask me. I laced up my sneakers and exited through the back door to avoid being seen by whatever might be outside. After some running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I call New Dawn my home and help the Prometheans when I can.</div>

Latest revision as of 03:32, 14 November 2012

Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I digress. The day the nanites hit had started like any other day. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by some kind of explosion outside. I ran to the doors to lock them when a huge cloud of grey dust blew the doors open. It left a metal taste in my mouth. After I locked the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to pull her off with some miner bites and cuts and she ran out an open window which I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I spent a couple of days working on my new outfit. I took a knee length white lab coat and some pinstripe suit pants and tailored them just the way I wanted. I dyed a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat as my insignia and topped it off with a fedora I cut holes in to fit my ears. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty snazzy if you ask me. I laced up my sneakers and exited through the back door to avoid being seen by whatever might be outside. After some running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I call New Dawn my home and help the Prometheans when I can.