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kiffell
#39070 • 11858 views
Posted: 2016-07-15 08:41:04
#13728
Dog Art And Roleplay Thread
Here we will roleplay as dogs and humans, mostly dogs unless we enter trials and things like that. This is semi based around alacrity.
Rules: no fighting unless in the RP be kind to others listen to the mods this is to be PG 13-light swearing is allowed if ala allows it no cross breeding dogs but dogs from 2 different breeds can be mates no major gore scenes like *Bob ripped out bills heart and ripped it to bits and blood went everywhere and splattered everyone* You must have PMed me and you must have a kennel with your 2 dog breeds to join maybe more will come if i forgot anything
Harley slowly followed Chop, glaring at him the entire time. <br /> <br /> Davis walked up, ignoring all the other dogs and grabbing Harley's scruff hard, and pulled on her backwards then let go. " You've got an hour pup, if you don't get away from your fighter friends before then, we'll go back to old times" He muttered, staring at the three other dogs. he turned around and walked off.<br /> <br /> (davis is a jerk because i like jerk characters)
Jay Black
#125745 • 2016-08-07 13:07:27
#125745
Chop turns his head, immediately sensing the change in atmosphere.<br /> 'I don't know, but we are about to find out'<br /> <br /> Chop rushes towards Finrir and Bruno, lips drawn back in a snarl.<br /> He circles them menacingly Barking and snarling 'Who are you? WHY ARE YOU HERE?'<br />
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#125744 • 2016-08-07 12:58:46
#125744
( I'm cool with that blue )<br /> <br /> Harley's ears perked up and she looked over at finir and bruno. " Who's your friend?" She growled, her attitude immediately going from bright and bubbly to defensive.
kiffell
#125743 • 2016-08-07 11:59:11
#125743
Finir was sick of sitting here. So he escaped. He ran out the door with no one looking, except for Bruno. Bruno saw, and followed. "where is he going?" Thought Bruno. Then Finir stopped. He stopped at a house, with a doberman and a American bully. "Finir!" Bruno whisper shouted. Finir turned. Surprised, he growled slightly. "Bruno!" Finir barked, "what are you doing here?" Bruno told him why. Finir shook his head and started to explain, "the dober is called Chop, and the bully, is called Harley." Bruno nodded. "But why are we here?" Bruno asked. "I want to talk to them more, i met the once, at the dog fighting place. Bruno stared, he wanted to meet them too<br /> <br /> (Could Finir have met Chop and Harley at the dog fighting place? Ill explain Fin's backstory later)
Jay Black
#125742 • 2016-08-07 10:51:06
#125742
Chop, still not meeting her gaze, replied 'No, your okay. He'll find out one day. I mean, who can miss These -Chop looks angrily at his scars-... I'm a disgrace to my breed and family'<br /> <br /> Chop looks at the tattoo. 'I'm sorry... I know what those are.. They tried it on me too..'
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#125741 • 2016-08-07 10:32:48
#125741
Harley looked at diego and mishka, lowering her head as she followed Chop out. <br /> "I'm sorry, I didn't know your pup didn't know. But yes, I have been, my entire life, well up until recently. I'm not proud of it, but I also can't get rid of it." She murmered, rubbing her nose against the dog skull tattoo on her thigh. "My owner had someone put this on me, and on his arm so they'd know i'm a fighter."
Jay Black
#125740 • 2016-08-07 10:14:32
#125740
Chops eyes flashed with memory, and not meeting Harley's eyes he muttered 'Yes. You... You were too?'.<br /> <br /> Mishka glares at chop<br /> 'Chop, we've talked about this, NO talk of fighting around Diego, he won't understand just now, besides, he's a pup.'<br /> She looks at Harley, somewhat sadly, and says calmly 'I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask yous to enter another room, Chop's past cannot be talked about around Diego'<br /> Diego's ears perked up at his name <br /> 'Please, mum, let me know about dad's past. Promise I won't be scared!' <br /> 'NO!' Mishka nuzzled her son and gave Chop a meaningful stare.<br /> <br /> Chop walks into the garden and signals for Harley to follow.
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#125739 • 2016-08-07 09:51:26
#125739
Harley followed chop, immediately stopping upon seeing Diego. She quickly looked back to chop, doing her best to put the pup's image out of her head. " You were a fighting dog, weren't you?" she asked quietly, inside her mouth her teeth bared, the one snaggle-tooth facing up and outwards. Her hidden snarl slowly fell as she looked back over at the doberman's mate and son.
Chop raised to his full height and greeted Harley "Hi... Yes, this is my -Chop looks back to his family- families house.'<br /> 'My owner? Yeah... He's nice..'<br /> Chop walks back to his family and sits in front of them, sadly nuzzling his son who was bouncing about at his paws. 'Better than my old one anyway...' Chop nurses one of his wounds and says no more.
Slope Nope the Jackalope
#125737 • 2016-08-07 01:27:02
#125737
Pidge yawned as she rose out of her sherpa lined dog bed, green eyes looking around with a dazed, groggy look to them. Pidge's front legs slid out in front of her, and her rump went way in the air; her downward dog pose. She straightened out, and her ears perked as the sound of food being into a metal bowl in the kitchen lured her into the kitchen to see her person, Jess. <br /> <br /> Beau had woken up to the sound as well, shooting up from his bed and darting into the kitchen, looking up at Jess with a sleepy, yet happy, look on his puppyish face. His mouth hung agape and his tongue lolled out of the side as his tail wagged expectantly. <br /> <br /> He turned to Pidge. "Mornin', sis!" he barked happily. Pidge dipped her head. "Morning, Beau," was the simple greeting as she sat calmly in front of the red metal bowl.
