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 Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 9:18 am
YEt another two person RP between Mysdelf and Randy2love's mule...whatever its name may be...
ninja
Anywhoo, again, if you would like to RP wioth either of us please contact, or if you have any sugestions for bettering our styles, again contact. Well atleast myself, Im always trying to better myself.
ANyway this is a forest setting! So yay! Forests are the best cliches out there!
HOORAY!
yeah this has dragged on long enough...
The RP is below.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 9:33 am
Heather glanced around at all the trees and the sunlight dancing through them. It was truly beautiful. Of course, it'd be more beautiful if she wasn't completely and totally lost. "This sucks..." She muttered under her breath. Her violet eyes scanned area for any signs of another person.
"Is someone out thar?" She'd though she'd heard some rustling in the bushes and undergrowth. Part of her mind mentally scolded her for giving out her location to anything she might not want to find.
Well crap...
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 9:41 am
Deon had been laying in the brush almost all day. Of course he had been snoozing the day away after a long day of walking. It had been hard, the walking, his ability to stand upright was near gone with what had happened over the past few months.
His ears, golden in color, resembling a German Shepard’s flicked up at the noise. Letting out a long yawn out of his K9muzzel, he sat up, looking at the woman with amber eyes. "Erm...Hellooo?" He asked, mentally cursing himself for his speech impediment. Slowlly he waved his right arm, also covered in a muddy mix of gold, brown and black. He waved, his hand now paw like and an odd looking smile on his face.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 9:50 am
The girl in front of him let out a slight yelp of surprise when the man appeared in her vision. Wait... was that a man? She vaguely remembered a few islanders that resembled animals but this was the first one she'd met up close. She stumbled back, tripping over her black dress when the thing spoke.
O.K... so it talked. That made her feel a whole lot better. At least the thing could have a nice conversation with her when it was eating her.
Heather nervously licked her lips and brushed her dress off, trying not to meet his eyes. "Erm uh... Howdy..." She replied. No sudden movements. Don't try try and pull yourself off the ground. Just stay still and he'll keep his distance. She had no trouble admitting she was terrified. Why did the last movie she watched have to be about werewolves?
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 9:56 am
Deon slowly tilted his head to the right side, giving her an odd look. "Erm...are yoooou a cat person?" He asked, a tad upset now that his new friend was afraid. "I promise I don’t bite! I just want to be friends with everyoooone...that’s all! Promise!" He said, smiling again, trying to hold back his howling words. The entire part of him wanting to love everyone was a result of his change.
"Are Yoooou new here?" Deon asked, slowly standing up and taking a few steps towards the stranger. Don’t go up and try and sniff her... He thought to himself, looking her up and down, as his tail slightly wagged at the prospect of a new friend.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:04 am
Ah! She offended him! The girl quickly pulled herself to her knees and stood as slowly as she could, resulting in her looking like she in slow motion. "Ca-cat person?" She asked with a slight shake in her voice. How did he know she loved cats? Maybe he could tell... Friends? Yes, friends are good! People were friends and friends were not food! Hopefully...
"No! I uh hate cats... Can' do nothin' wit' a cat!" She giggled nervously, her tongue flickering across her dry lips. When he smiled her legs began to shake. "Ni-nice teeth..." She gulped, "New? Yah, I jus' got 'ere a coupla days ago..."
Is he checking me out? She wondered watching his eyes go up and down. The woman held up her hands as if to shield herself. "Listen, I don' taste very good... so uh if yer plannin on dinner, I ain't the best fer it."
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:18 am
He laughed, then sat down on the ground, his legs and hands in front of him. There was a wide and innocent smile on his face (that admittedlly looked funny) "I doooont eat people! Especially friends!" He said, with his tail wagging rapidly "I like cow though! Oh and little animals...hunting is fun!" Deon said, nodding with his words.
"Soooo...new friend, what’s yoooour name? Huh? Huh? Huh? Whatcha turning intooooooooo? Do ya knooow? Huh? DooooooooOOOOoooooo ya?" He couldn’t even contain his howling, at the moment all thought process were focusing on keeping him from pouncing and licking her face. "Well? Well?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:27 am
A small smile found its way onto her face. He was kinda... cute, for a dog. Finding that he wasn't as dangerous as his appeared to be; she let herself relax. "Cows are good..." She mused wondering where the nearest place to get a hamburger was. As for hunting little animals... "Er, I like huntin' deer jus' fine. Can't get ta much meat offa little critter.."
"Mah name's Heather!" She replied now more at ease. Heather suddenly stiffened. Turning into... Did everyone change into something? She'd seen a few normal looking people walking around. "Um, I don' know if I'm changin'... I don' feel any different." Since he was sitting it seemed only right for her to do the same. She knelt back down to her now dirty knees and took in his appearance.
Was she going to look like that too? Better question: Did it hurt...
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:38 am
His ears dropped abit and he looked away "Everyone changes..."/b] He said in a sad voice "I...Ive been here for a long time...and...I started like you...and slowly I felt pain...it got worse...and then I changed slightly, becoming more animal like. When the pain comes back, you know your going to change again..." Deon then sighed "Im...im starting to feel small twinges of pain in my joints...I think It may be my last transformation...then Ill really be a dog...heh...and Ill have a collar that says Deon as I sit next to my X wife on the beach as she drinks a freaking martini...this is all that b***h's doing...could be worse I guess...I could be a fish..." His personality seemed to rapidly change, from a hyper and lovible puppy, to a depressed man who had simply just beard through one too many hardships. "Heh...I think I’m bipolar..." He added, wondering to himself mostly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:49 am
Heather was sad to see him change his demeanor so quickly. She crawled up to him on her hands and knees and sat back. Wow... he was uh big. She took in a deep breath at the mention of pain. She didn't like pain. Call her a wuss but a paper cut bothered the hell out of her. The girl shook her head, sending her short brown hair flying in all directions. Focus on the matter at hand.
The woman raised her hand slowly and placed it on his muzzle. "Its okay..." She whispered soothingly as she ran her hand up to his ears. His fur was so soft... She stroked one of his ears. He was like a talking puppy and despite her cat preference she'd had a ton of dogs in her lifetime.
"I don't think they'll make you stay with your ex-wife... If she's on the island maybe she's changing as well." She reminded him of his earlier statement that 'everyone changes'. Secretly she hoped she changed into something big and strong so that she wouldn't be afraid. "You're a good boy..." Oops. She hoped he didn't take that the wrong way.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:58 am
"She...she wont change...she’s head of security..." He muttered, and then he slowly backed away from her touch. It just felt, too good. "Why...why are ya doing that?" He asked looking into her eyes "I thought I scared you..." He muttered, before slowly leaning back into her touch. He had never been patted or petted before, and this was a whole knew sensation. Slowly his tail started to wag in his ears pricked up. "I...I am a good boy, aren’t I?" He asked, smiling now, not making anything of the comment, after all, he was more or less a dog, and why not be a good dog while he was at it?
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:05 am
Heather frowned when Deon said she was head of security. She wasn't going to purposely hurt him, was she? She giggled. She didn't know why she was petting him but she just knew she liked it. He seemed to after he'd gotten used to the idea. "Yer fur is soft..." She offered as explanation.
"Well uh... big claws, teeth, an' ya kinda look like a werewolf... it kinda throws people off a bit." She offered him a humorous smile. "Yah.. yer a good boy, Deon..." Her fingers ran over the soft velvety ear a few more times before she reached up her other hand and worked on the other ear at the same time.
Better subject... "How old are you?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:12 am
"Heh...and here I was thinking that I looked like a loveable puppy! And your good at doing your petting thing...keep it up..." Deon said with a really dreamy smile on his face, slowly looking into her deep eyes. "Im...er..." He then shut his eyes, trying to think of how old he was, as if it didn’t even matter to him "...29." Deon said, now nodding to himself. Then he reached up and licked her face, still smiling that dreamy look. "Sorry...I...I..." It was as if he just realized what he just did "Don’t smack me..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:19 am
At first the girl looked absolutely horrfied at the licking then Heather let out a tramedous laugh and ran her sleeve across the slober. Instead of smacking him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. She would never hit a dog or a person for that matter. Even if a mix of the two just licked her face. Alright it was kind of odd but still it was just a simple mistake and she was used to dog slober. "It was jus' an accident..." Came the muffled reply from his fur.
Wow, 29, she felt young. The woman pulled back and smiled at him, her hands working through the fur on his neck. "Tha's cool, I'm 22 myself."
Maybe life on this island wouldn't be so bad. It was a change but so far it didn't seem to be that bad of a change.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 11:29 am
Deon let out a sigh of relief and nodded, smiling at her "Not like ya can get a newspaper anyway, huh?" Heathers touch was almost hypnotic for Deon, he just wasn’t used to feeling someone run their fingers through his fur. And on top of that he had been hugged. Hugged by almost a complete stranger. But his tail was wagging happily after the hug.
Slowly he put his arms around her, hoping this was okay. Deon was just so happy to have a friend. "Don’t worry...when you change, I don’t think age will matter too much, chances are you wont be able to tell at all..." He said, smiling at her "And I’m not that old...hehe...I’m not even thirty yet!" He laughed after saying this "Then again, I’m in my hundreds in dog years..."
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