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Welcome to life in Westfield.
Where the people are rich- And the pets are pampered.
The Neighborhood
Get to know the place! This is where you and your pets are going to socialize and relax!
(http://www.featurepics.com/FI/Thumb300/20070815/New-Houses-Rich-Suburban-Neighborhood-414953.jpg)
(http://www.dreamstime.com/rich-suburban-neighborhood-thumb2927060.jpg)
(http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/anikasalsera/anikasalsera0708/anikasalsera070800089/1543886-expensive-houses-in-a-prestigious-suburban-neighborhood-near-the-beautiful-mountains.jpg)
The dog park
(http://mw2.google.com/mw-panoramio/photos/medium/10137030.jpg)
Human and pet Spa
(http://www.hyatt.com/hyatt/images/pure/signature.jpg)
The cat hangouts
All of these fine rooms and suits for the cats, are located in Muffin's house. She is the main socialite of the cats.
(http://s3-media3.ak.yelpcdn.com/bphoto/lVVtzCSzTuwAnDPQMeDhsw/l.jpg)
(http://miupetinn.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/catroom22.jpg)
(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRuoRKbEMt5iFI2NK2X74il3DIIZo7JvHfsQlD2o2kOd6sOk8lZNaeNJtN4)
(http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/1636/desigince3.jpg)
The Mall
(http://companiesdubai.info/dubai-mall.jpg)
(http://www.venere.com/blog/images/dubai-shopping-mall.jpg)
Public Pool
(http://www.buffalook.net/images/Pool.jpg)
Gym
(http://healthonabudget.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/fitness-equipment.jpg)
(http://www.unioncountyyellowjackets.com/Strength-Training/weight-room/nd3_3882_std.jpg)
Club
(http://architecturestyle.net/sites/default/files/145-night_club_interior_design_1.jpg)
(http://www.bombparties.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/IMG_3075.jpg)
R - U - L - E - S
1. No godmodding or powerplaying
2. No mary-sues or gary-sues.
3. No cyber-bullying
4. Hate the character, not the player.
5. All things in roleplay must be kept realistic.
6. Tell me if you are going to be inactive, so I can work around it :3
7. No one liners. Please stay literate and have your post be at least 3 sentences.
Applications
Dogs
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[color=#33FF00]Extra:[/color][/color]Cats
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[color=#33FF00]Extra:[/color][/color]Humans
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Characters
Dogs
(http://i1089.photobucket.com/albums/i355/VictoriaStaffieWilkins/jessie_by_sabertoothluver-d4wlxhp.jpg)
Name:Jessie.
Nickname:Jess, Cookie, Cookster.
Gender:Female.
Owner:Anyone wanting to start with Jessie in? Or she could be at a local adoption center waiting to be adopted. (Poor cookie D:)
Species:(Unknown origin) Staffordshire Bull Terrier x Whippet.
Accessories:She wears the red collar show in the picture above and on special occasions, she has a Black leather collar with large diamonties encrusted all around.
Personality: Jessie is the very immature type with everything. She barks at the slightest noise, plays with anything she can find and always acts the sweetest when she has recks her toys. She is very giggly, and almost always makes her owner laugh. Jessie has been named the 'Cookie' and 'Cookienator' due to the fact she savages them. Cookies are her most loved food and would do anything to get her paws on them. Besides from being immature, she is a very good hunter. Older owners had used her for hunting rabbits before they had to move away to australia due to the fact they had work there. Usually her fights are play fights, but they can get nasty if another dog bites to hard or steps on her. And lastley, she loves chasing cats. Watch out kitties!
History:This young dog was born at a nice contrey home with her mother by her side. She did not know her father due to the fact he was a stud and lived with a compleatly diffrent household. Growing up was very fun for Jessie; always playing and eating whenever she pleased. At the age of eight weeks, the litter were put up for adoption and Jessie was one of the first to go. She moved into a flat were she was toilet trained to do a number one and a number two inside on a mat. She was left for many hours because they had work and school, but the time come, two years later that she was intruduced to a new family that had a large garden and a large house. Fortunatly, although she missed her old owners, she stayed.
Crush:N/A -This may change over time.
Mate:N/A
Offspring:N/A
Siblings:Many. She does not know were they are though.
Extra:This is more or less summing her up, and not because i like the beat! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWAdb1vgoik (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWAdb1vgoik)
(http://i47BannedImageSite/11bpuuq.png)
Name: Hamlet
Nickname: Ham
Gender: Male
Owner: James Hartpit
Species(Husky, German Shepard, etc.): Dutch Shepherd - German Shepherd mix
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.):(http://i49BannedImageSite/et5bwx.png)
(http://i48BannedImageSite/2w6faf6.png)
Personality: Hamlet is very clumsy. Even at age 3, his paws are oversized. He is very honest, and hardly lies.
History: Hamlet was born in a puppy mill, and bought by a loving couple as soon as he turned 12 months. He's never really been seprate from James, after then.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Unknown (All in England.)
Extra:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ixvsV-ahI0 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ixvsV-ahI0) (Pretty much his theme, just without the ponies, fillies, and girls. XD)
(https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc6/261950_10150236694643421_1319828_n.jpg)(https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/65817_449400863420_2545801_n.jpg)
Name: Buster
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Owner: Nikki
Species: Cockapoo (Cocker-Spaniel and Poodle mix)
Accessories: Blue collar as seen in pics
Personality: Buster is a really laid back kind of dog. He is lazy and doesn't exactly like to exercise. He is very loving and loves to sleep next to Nikki at night. When he's left alone, he has a habit of getting scared and not eating because he's nervous about his owner leaving. Buster can be really absent-minded at times, but it does't mean he's not smart.
History: Nikki raised him since he was a year old. Before Nikki adopted him, Buster was raised in a puppy mill. After they adopted him, they figured out that the woman that ran the puppy mill got arrested for animal abuse.
Crush: None
Mate: Nope
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Adopted by other families
Extra:
(http://www.allmutt.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/mutt-rottweiler-timber-wolf-mix.jpg)
Name: Spike
Gender: Male
Owner: Alec
Species: Wolf/Rottweiler mix
Accessories:
(http://www.swankpets.com/images/SpikeLeatherCollar.jpg)
Personality: Spike has a dangourously short temper, and has the ability to bite. Hard. He never looses his temper towards Alec, but he hates anyone that Alec hates.
History: It took Spike a long time to get used to the new pampered life that Alec had given him. He had a hard time going from living in Alec's car to living in a huge mansion. Though through it all, Spike couldn't be happier to still be with his loving owner.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: No
Siblings: Nope
Extra:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=_qZI0v2ahDE (http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=_qZI0v2ahDE)
(http://photos.petfinder.com/photos/US/IN/IN222/22603050/IN222.22603050-2-pn.jpg)
Name: Nevada
Nickname: N, Nev
Gender: Male
Owner: Beatrice Reese (she is an NPC)
Species: Siberian husky
Accessories: (http://www.sylvans.net/Merchant2/graphics/00000003/sdc-ban2-34-12-medium-blue-bandana-dog-collar.jpg)
The collar he wears
(http://www.merrydogs.co.uk/images/product/MDBCB_1B.jpg)
The bandana he wears over the collar
Personality: Playful and friendly, he is a bit of a trickster towards the dogs and his owner. He can act a little silly at times, but that's just his nature. He can be a little flirty to female dogs sometimes. He has a temper, however.
History: Raised by Beatrice his whole life.
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Offspring: None.
Siblings: Long gone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmgvIWpVUwc&feature=related
Cats
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmpkIMgnzIE/S1dsYtlqvjI/AAAAAAAAkW8/yNyVTgUx9MQ/s400/9+Strangest+Looking+Cat+Breeds+1.jpg)
Name: Sarian
Nickname: Saris, Satan (Look at her personality to see why)
Gender: Female
Owner: (Can someone claim her? Like, find her at a rescue?)
Species: American Curl
Accessories: To be announced later
Personality: She is a really, very sweet cat, but for some odd reason, she has a disorder. First is she has Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) (http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001923/), this causes her to all the sudden freak out and would make Sarian run away or scratch at an approaching hand out of fear. Now that we got the disorders down, she actually seems to talk weirdly as well, she was originally foreign but her speak now is 3rd person and different. Lastly, she occasionally has seizures as well, but in the end gets up like nothing happened. She truly is a kind cat who would melt into your hands and curl up on your lap, but it would take some time to realize what's going on.
History: She was abused by her previous owner, of course. She was cut, hit, and a bunch of other things. Eventually, a strong hit in the head caused all this. She had been put in a state of shock, but soon, the door opened one day and allowed her bruised self to escape. Animal rescues found her, most everybody's happy, now she waits to be found and adopted.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Siblings: None
Extra: Can someone please go to an animal shelter and get her? Good luck pet owner.
(http://i48BannedImageSite/3025105.png)
Name: Wickishire
Nickname: Wick, Wick of a Candle
Gender: Female
Owner: James Hartpit
Species(Abyssinian, Scottish Fold, etc.): Silver tabby
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.):
(http://i50BannedImageSite/1j89hh.png)
Personality: Wickishire is bright and optimistic. She can also be rude and bossy, but that's only if she has no sleep.
History: Wickishire wasn't actually bought. She was found on the edge of the street, about to get hit by James. Before he hit her, he saw her. He'd rescued her and kept her ever since.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Unknown
Extra: She has about 34 toes altogether.
(http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac286/dbphotosfile/russian%20blue/RussianBluecat.jpg)
Name: misty
Nickname: Mist, Bluely, bluebird
Gender: female
Owner: lily (NPC)
Species: Russain blue
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.):
(http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n279/tablerock_2006/MiaCollar.jpg)
Personality: misty is a very playful and friendly young adult cat. She's always wanted to vist new places, make new friends and go on adventures. She has her tunes when she snaps and that's only when she's or if one if her friends are teased, bullied or being called rude names.
History: misty was adopted by lily from a pet shop and they became friends. Nothing more
Crush: none
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Siblings: (you can be one of her siblings if you like)
Extra: none
(http://www.cat-lovers-only.com/images/white-maine-coon-cat-outdoors.jpg)
Name: Muffin
Nickname: Muffy
Gender: Female
Owner: Nikki
Species: Maine Coon
Accessories:
(http://www.rhinestonecatcollar.com/images/New_Light_Pink_Rhinestone_Cat_Collar.jpg)
Personality: Muffin is very spoiled. She gets what she wants, when she wants it. She can be a brat towards other cats, but she doesn't mean to be.
History: Muffin and Nikki have always gotten along. Muffin completely ADORES Nikki, and Nikki loves Muffin back. Nikki loves to spoil Muffin, hence all of the rooms made for Muffin.
Crush: None
Mate: Not yet
Offspring: Nope
Siblings: Nuh-uh
Extra: No :3
Owners
(https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/179582_331079370309347_402383847_n.jpg)
?Nikki Knite?
Age: 17
Grade: 12
History: Nikki has always been a shy kind of girl. Her parents raised her to be polite and kind to people, but sadly that didn't get her far. She began to get bullied because of her good grades and personality. All of the words built up in her feelings, making her keep everything in. She lost her friends due to all of the bullies, and she even lost her boyfriend. Only one friend was still there for her, and his name is Jason. Nikki and Jason have been best friends since preschool. He was the only friend that was there for her through everything and Nikki is very grateful for that. She is extremely appreciative of Jason, and tends to hide behind him when things get rough. Nikki used to have a Facebook, but couldn't handle of the cyber-bullying that happened to her. She tried asking the bullies to stop and tried standing up to them. After a long time of still being bullied, Nikki started thinking of committing suicide. Jason was the one who stopped her. The thought still echoes in her head, but she knows that she couldn't leave her parents and Jason like that.
About you: Nikki can be shy, but once she loosens up she can be really fun. She loves to hang out at the park with Jason, and her favorite food is spaghetti.
Personality: Nikki is always kind to everyone, even when she's getting bullied. She tries to stay happy, but can't help crying every once in a while.
Eye color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None
Crush: Nope
Clothing that you like to wear: Loose blouses and sweatpants
Siblings: None
Body Modifications?: She has earrings, but she only wears these:
(https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTZDTBu8qSKgQBC9eN40TDv_91VI5ftOcH0rbn2izCo1i6IqhqG)
(http://favim.com/orig/201107/20/boy-cute-guy-hot-man-Favim.com-111239.jpg)
Name: Alexander Smith
Nickname: Alec
Pets: Spike
Age: 19
History: Alec has always been pretty quiet. He likes to read, write, and sing. After a long time of being poor, he and his beloved dog Spike, tried doing a couple of scratch offs. On the third card, he won 2 million dollars in cash. Exited by this enormous amount of money, Alec and Spike moved to Westfeild, hoping for a better life than the one that they had before
Personality: Alec is usually quiet, but you can hear him playing his gutair and signing if you listen closely. Alec is pretty loving, but only towards Spike. Otherwise he usually keeps to himself and listens to his music on his iPod.
Eye color: Grey
Hair Color: Brown
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouce: None
Crush: Nope
Clothing that you like to wear: Hoodies, plaid, and hats like the one in the pic
Siblings: None
Body Modifications?:
(http://www.tattootribaldesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/tribal-shouldertattoos.jpg)
(http://i47BannedImageSite/2nt8qib.png)
Name: James Hartpit
Nickname: J
Pets: Hamlet (3 years) and Wickishire (10 months)
Age: 20
History: James was born in England, but brought to America when he was eight. He was spoilded rotten everyday, and still is. Once he moved he was given a puppy, who is now a dog. After he turned 17, he moved from his parents and bought a kitten.
Personality: James is a very sensitive person, but without his sleep he's grumpy and in a bad mood. He's usually quiet and self kempt.
Eye color: Blue
Hair Color: Dirty blond
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouce: N/A
Crush: N/A
Clothing that you like to wear: In picture, with some skinny jeans and high tops.
Siblings: N/A
Body Modifications?: He has some steel, dull earing buds.
Other: He has a strong british accent that comes and goes.
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(http://i47BannedImageSite/2nt8qib.png)
Name: James Hartpit
Nickname: J
Pets: Hamlet (3 years) and Wickishire (10 months)
Age: 20
History: James was born in England, but brought to America when he was eight. He was spoilded rotten everyday, and still is. Once he moved he was given a puppy, who is now a dog. After he turned 17, he moved from his parents and bought a kitten.
Personality: James is a very sensitive person, but without his sleep he's grumpy and in a bad mood. He's usually quiet and self kempt.
Eye color: Blue
Hair Color: Dirty blond
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouce: N/A
Crush: N/A
Clothing that you like to wear: In picture, with some skinny jeans and high tops.
Siblings: N/A
Body Modifications?: He has some steel, dull earing buds.
Other: He has a strong british accent that comes and goes.
(http://i47BannedImageSite/11bpuuq.png)
Name: Hamlet
Nickname: Ham
Gender: Male
Owner: James Hartpit
Species(Husky, German Shepard, etc.): Dutch Shepherd - German Shepherd mix
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.):(http://i49BannedImageSite/et5bwx.png)
(http://i48BannedImageSite/2w6faf6.png)
Personality: Hamlet is very clumsy. Even at age 3, his paws are oversized. He is very honest, and hardly lies.
History: Hamlet was born in a puppy mill, and bought by a loving couple as soon as he turned 12 months. He's never really been seprate from James, after then.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Unknown (All in England.)
Extra:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ixvsV-ahI0 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ixvsV-ahI0) (Pretty much his theme, just without the ponies, fillies, and girls. XD)
(http://i48BannedImageSite/3025105.png)
Name: Wickishire
Nickname: Wick, Wick of a Candle
Gender: Female
Owner: James Hartpit
Species(Abyssinian, Scottish Fold, etc.): Silver tabby
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.):
(http://i50BannedImageSite/1j89hh.png)
Personality: Wickishire is bright and optimistic. She can also be rude and bossy, but that's only if she has no sleep.
History: Wickishire wasn't actually bought. She was found on the edge of the street, about to get hit by James. Before he hit her, he saw her. He'd rescued her and kept her ever since.
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Unknown
Extra: She has about 34 toes altogether.
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(http://favim.com/orig/201107/20/boy-cute-guy-hot-man-Favim.com-111239.jpg)
Name: Alexander Smith
Nickname: Alec
Pets: Spike
Age: 19
History: Alec has always been pretty quiet. He likes to read, write, and sing. After a long time of being poor, he and his beloved dog Spike, tried doing a couple of scratch offs. On the third card, he won 2 million dollars in cash. Exited by this enormous amount of money, Alec and Spike moved to Westfeild, hoping for a better life than the one that they had before
Personality: Alec is usually quiet, but you can hear him playing his gutair and signing if you listen closely. Alec is pretty loving, but only towards Spike. Otherwise he usually keeps to himself and listens to his music on his iPod.
Eye color: Grey
Hair Color: Brown
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouce: None
Crush: Nope
Clothing that you like to wear: Hoodies, plaid, and hats like the one in the pic
Siblings: None
Body Modifications?:
(http://www.tattootribaldesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/tribal-shouldertattoos.jpg)
(http://www.allmutt.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/mutt-rottweiler-timber-wolf-mix.jpg)
Name: Spike
Gender: Male
Owner: Alec
Species: Wolf/Rottweiler mix
Accessories:
(http://www.swankpets.com/images/SpikeLeatherCollar.jpg)
Personality: Spike has a dangourously short temper, and has the ability to bite. Hard. He never looses his temper towards Alec, but he hates anyone that Alec hates.
History: It took Spike a long time to get used to the new pampered life that Alec had given him. He had a hard time going from living in Alec's car to living in a huge mansion. Though through it all, Spike couldn't be happier to still be with his loving owner.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: No
Siblings: Nope
Extra:
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Accepted. Adding more places to the Neighborhood.
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Picture here: http://media.photobucket.com/image/russian%20blue%20cat/dbphotosfile/russian%20blue/RussianBluecat.jpg?o=65 (http://media.photobucket.com/image/russian%20blue%20cat/dbphotosfile/russian%20blue/RussianBluecat.jpg?o=65)
Name: misty
Nickname: mist, bluely, bluebird
Gender: female
Owner: lily (NPC)
Species: Russain blue
Accessories(Collars, harnesses, bows etc.): http://media.photobucket.com/image/dog%20collar/tablerock_2006/MiaCollar.jpg?o=32 (http://media.photobucket.com/image/dog%20collar/tablerock_2006/MiaCollar.jpg?o=32)
Personality: misty is a very playful and friendly young adult cat. She's always wanted to vist new places, make new friends and go on adventures. She has her tunes when she snaps and that's only when she's or if one if her friends are teased, bullied or being called rude names.
History: misty was adopted by lily from a pet shop and they became friends. Nothing more
Crush: none
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Siblings: (you can be one of her siblings if you like)
Extra: none
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=_qZI0v2ahDE (http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=_qZI0v2ahDE)
(http://photos.petfinder.com/photos/US/IN/IN222/22603050/IN222.22603050-2-pn.jpg)
Name: Nevada
Nickname: N, Nev
Gender: Male
Owner: Beatrice Reese (she is an NPC)
Species: Siberian husky
Accessories: (http://www.sylvans.net/Merchant2/graphics/00000003/sdc-ban2-34-12-medium-blue-bandana-dog-collar.jpg)
The collar he wears
(http://www.merrydogs.co.uk/images/product/MDBCB_1B.jpg)
The bandana he wears over the collar
Personality: Playful and friendly, he is a bit of a trickster towards the dogs and his owner. He can act a little silly at times, but that's just his nature. He can be a little flirty to female dogs sometimes. He has a temper, however.
History: Raised by Beatrice his whole life.
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Offspring: None.
Siblings: Long gone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmgvIWpVUwc&feature=related
((Nevada is not my dog. I found him on Petfinder and decided to use him for the roleplay. I wish I had him though</3))
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Both accepted :3
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Yay! Thanks!
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No prob :3 I may actually add a dog to Nikki's family... My dog, actually :)
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Cool! Can't wait to see. I would use my dog in this roleplay, but I deleted the main account on my computer and all my files got erased. =C
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(https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc6/261950_10150236694643421_1319828_n.jpg)(https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/65817_449400863420_2545801_n.jpg)
Name: Buster
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Owner: Nikki
Species: Cockapoo (Cocker-Spaniel and Poodle mix)
Accessories: Blue collar as seen in pics
Personality: Buster is a really laid back kind of dog. He is lazy and doesn't exactly like to exercise. He is very loving and loves to sleep next to Nikki at night. When he's left alone, he has a habit of getting scared and not eating because he's nervous about his owner leaving. Buster can be really absent-minded at times, but it does't mean he's not smart.
History: Nikki raised him since he was a year old. Before Nikki adopted him, Buster was raised in a puppy mill. After they adopted him, they figured out that the woman that ran the puppy mill got arrested for animal abuse.
Crush: None
Mate: Nope
Offspring: N/A
Siblings: Adopted by other families
Extra:
Aww :( Buster is my mom's dog. The only reason I'm not RPing my own is because my baby is a complete spaz and it would be hard to RP him xD
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That's my baby <3
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?? Nevada ??
Nevada awoke to the sound of Beatrice's alarm clock droning. The husky growled at the annoying sound. Suddenly the words of "Hey there all! It's Alana Willis from Westfield Radio and the first song we're playing this morning is Jump Then Fall by Taylor Swift!" Nevada listened to the song though there were almost about a thousand words he didn't understand, but the beat was pretty catchy to him and her voice was pretty. Nevada felt movement on the bed and saw Beatrice getting up and dressing. His tail wagged and then he went downstairs into the kitchen to get some food to eat. He saw some dog food in his bowl and quickly ate it, due to his excitement and because of his hunger. After licking his maw, he saw Beatrice come downstairs in a black dress with matching high heels. Nice outfit, he thought. After having his collar, bandana, and leash put on by Bea, they got in the car and drove to the dog park. Nevada was fascinated by all the things he was seeing in the park. He growled when he saw there was a cats' area. He saw Bea leaning down to clip him off the leash. He looked at her with his ice-blue eyes. "Nevada, I'm going to look for my friend. You stay here and be a good dog." Nevada could probably name all the times that Bea had told him to be a good dog. Nevada looked around for a dog to play with.
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((I'm done with making my character but is it ok if her owner is a npc? I'm bad at creating human characters))
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((I'm pretty sure it's okay. Beatrice (Nevada's owner) is a NPC. C=))
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Finished my apps.
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Yeah it's fine ^.^ And Okay, adding you now.))
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Buster hauled himself off the couch with a sigh, slowly making his way to Nikki. He sat down at her feet, laying his long snout across her feet. As Buster started to close his eyes, the hiss of Muffy sounded behind him. Rolling his large brown eyes, Buster turned around quickly and went into a play stance. He growled playfully as Muffy just stared at him. "You stupid dog..." As soon as Muffy hissed the words out of her mouth, Buster immediately went back to Nikki's feet. "Nikki, I wish you could hear what Muffy calls me." Buster barked at Nikki, still keeping a weary eye on Muffy in case she was going to try to do something.
(http://www.cat-lovers-only.com/images/white-maine-coon-cat-outdoors.jpg)
Muffy rolled her stilted green eyes, her stare judgmental and mean. "That's Muffin to you, Buster." She turned her back quickly, her fluffy white tail swinging after her. She sat down next to her food bowl, yowling at Nikki. "Nikki! Feed me!" As Muffy saw Nikki approach her food bowl with Muffy's special Gourmet cat food, a purr escaped Muffy's throat. She rubbed against Nikki's leg, purring loudly. Muffy heard Buster mutter something to himself, and she stared at him menacingly. Muffy's pure white fur glowed with healthiness as Nikki picked up Muffy and held her like a baby.
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I ran my hands up and down Muffin's shining coat, feeling her body vibrate from her purring. I brought her body up so I could make eye contact with her. "Aww Muffy. You make it so hard to leave!" I gave her a kiss on the forehead and placed her gently on the floor. I made my way over to Buster and gave him a big hug. "I love you Buster! I'll be back in a little while okay? Take care of the house for me!" I kissed Buster's soft spot on his cheek and ran out the door, picking up my Gym bag. I breathed in the crisp, summer air. I jogged down the street, making my way to the gym.
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[[Can't think of anything to post. =C]]
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? Alec Smith ?
Beep. Beep. Beep. My alarm's annoying tone beeped in my ear, making me hit it instantly. I moaned quietly as I stretched my long arms out, flexing my biceps. Sitting up in my bed, I ran my hand across Spike's black fur. "Come on dude. Time to get up." I hauled myself out of bed, walking over to my mirror. I put on my track shorts and tank top, smiling at the muscles in my arms. I honestly had no clue where they had come from. I trudged out of my room and slowly walked down the stairs, listening to the sound of my heavy footsteps. Coldplay, Three Days Grace, and Skillet songs repeated around my head as I hummed Would it Matter by Skillet. I picked up Spike's leash and ran back upstairs. "Spike! Get up you lazy butt!" I picked Spike up with ease, putting his leash onto his collar. I walked down the stairs, making sure that Spike was still following me. "You know," I said to him with a laugh. "You are really hard to wake up in the morning." I walked out the door with Spike at my side. I planned to take him to the park and then head to the gym. I jogged down the street. Before I could look up, I ran straight into someone. "Oh I'm so so-" I stopped as I looked up at the girl. She was pretty cute. I smiled and looked down, getting up. Clearing my throat, I looked down at the girl. "I'm sorry." I helped her up and picked Spike's leash back up again.
I can have Spike go to the park and your dog can talk to him maybe...?))
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James shook his head. It was about 12:00 when he woke up. He sat up, his shirt missing. He sighed, shaking his messy hair. A large yawn escaped him. He felt so tired. "Man," He said, realizing his alarm never went off. "What..." He looked around his room. It was a large mess. Gah, what the hell happened? He thought. His head started hurting. He lay back down, and pulled his pillow over his face. Something wet was licking his hands. He moved the pillow, seeing his beloved dog. Hamlet. "Hammy, what are y' doing?" James laughed.
Hamlet wagged his tail, it looked as if it were going a mile a minute. He hopped off the bed, slipping on the wooden floor. "What are you doing, you buffoon?"Spat the almighty Wickishire. "Wick of a Candle, quiet. Go to bed." Hamlet replied. He snorted angerly at the kitten, who seemed to like the idea of sleeping. He ran into the hallway, slamming into the wall, then tripped going down the stairs. He slid to his empty water and food bowl, quickly followed by a half naked James.
The mulitple-toed cat watched as James walked out of the room. Closing the door behind him. She hopped out of her bed, and ran to the door. She pawed at the bottom of the door, mewling as loud as should cold. Shut up Ham! She thought, as she heard the dog's happy barks. She hopped at the handle, which was a curvy shape that never completed, hoping she could reach for it. She mewed more.
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?? Nevada ??
Nevada looked around at the place, clearly impressed. Too bad there weren't any dogs to play with, or cats to tease. "Beatrice, did you take me to the right place? I don't see anything to do," Nevada said to himself. Even though Bea is only twenty-two years old, I hope she at least still has some brains left in her, he thought stubbornly. It was never good when Nevada was bored. Why couldn't Bea at least dress in appropriate clothes so she could play with him? A T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers would be good for playing with, and at least a Frisbee or tennis ball would be good. He then lay in the middle of the dog park, slowly starting to fall asleep.
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"Ah!" I exclaimed as I fell to the ground. I felt a bruise on my head, but that was it. "Why don't you watch where you-" I stopped and decided that it wasn't worth it. I looked up at the guy I ran into and almost choked on my fruit gum. "Oh.. It's fine." I blushed when he helped me up. I looked down at his dog. "Aww cute!" I ran my hand down his dog's back smiling. I read the tag on his collar and giggled. "Spike fits him." I raised back up and made eye contact with him. "I'm Nikki."
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Because of some research, I wanted to try out something on a new character.))
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Name: Sarian
Nickname: Saris, Satan (Look at her personality to see why)
Gender: Female
Owner: (Can someone claim her? Like, find her at a rescue?)
Species: American Curl
Accessories: To be announced later
Personality: She is a really, very sweet cat, but for some odd reason, she has a disorder. First is she has Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) (http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001923/), this causes her to all the sudden freak out and would make Sarian run away or scratch at an approaching hand out of fear. Now that we got the disorders down, she actually seems to talk weirdly as well, she was originally foreign but her speak now is 3rd person and different. Lastly, she occasionally has seizures as well, but in the end gets up like nothing happened. She truly is a kind cat who would melt into your hands and curl up on your lap, but it would take some time to realize what's going on.
History: She was abused by her previous owner, of course. She was cut, hit, and a bunch of other things. Eventually, a strong hit in the head caused all this. She had been put in a state of shock, but soon, the door opened one day and allowed her bruised self to escape. Animal rescues found her, most everybody's happy, now she waits to be found and adopted.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Siblings: None
Extra: Can someone please go to an animal shelter and get her? Good luck pet owner.
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(James would be willing to go to the rescue center, but he doesn't have to.)
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(Ah-mah-Gahd! This looks awesome! I have added my own dog to, and i would like to add her play mate but i can only handle roleplaying one. ^^" And everything about her is true.)
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Name:Jessie.
Nickname:Jess, Cookie, Cookster.
Gender:Female.
Owner:Anyone wanting to start with Jessie in? Or she could be at a local adoption center waiting to be adopted. (Poor cookie D:)
Species:(Unknown origin) Staffordshire Bull Terrier x Whippet.
Accessories:She wears the red collar show in the picture above and on special occasions, she has a Black leather collar with large diamonties encrusted all around.
Personality: Jessie is the very immature type with everything. She barks at the slightest noise, plays with anything she can find and always acts the sweetest when she has recks her toys. She is very giggly, and almost always makes her owner laugh. Jessie has been named the 'Cookie' and 'Cookienator' due to the fact she savages them. Cookies are her most loved food and would do anything to get her paws on them. Besides from being immature, she is a very good hunter. Older owners had used her for hunting rabbits before they had to move away to australia due to the fact they had work there. Usually her fights are play fights, but they can get nasty if another dog bites to hard or steps on her. And lastley, she loves chasing cats. Watch out kitties!
History:This young dog was born at a nice contrey home with her mother by her side. She did not know her father due to the fact he was a stud and lived with a compleatly diffrent household. Growing up was very fun for Jessie; always playing and eating whenever she pleased. At the age of eight weeks, the litter were put up for adoption and Jessie was one of the first to go. She moved into a flat were she was toilet trained to do a number one and a number two inside on a mat. She was left for many hours because they had work and school, but the time come, two years later that she was intruduced to a new family that had a large garden and a large house. Fortunatly, although she missed her old owners, she stayed.
Crush:N/A -This may change over time.
Mate:N/A
Offspring:N/A
Siblings:Many. She does not know were they are though.
Extra:This is more or less summing her up, and not because i like the beat! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWAdb1vgoik (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWAdb1vgoik)
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Both accepted (:
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?? Nevada ??
Nevada's ears perked and his ice-blue eyes opened when he saw two humans communicating, but at the moment, he was too lazy to make out what they were saying. There was also a dog there. That caused him to jump out of the abyss of boredom and sleepiness into playfulness and happiness. Nevada ran over to the dog, that looked like a rottweiler mix, but that caused him to shrink back a little bit. Was this dog going to be aggressive or nice to him?
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a blue gray woke up back in her cat bed. The radio set off the alarm, letting out a loud buzz to wake up her owner. Misty got up and walked out of the room, walking towards the kitchen. She could hear the footsteps of her owner getting up after being woke up by the buzz and she could hear the birds singing their song outside. She stopped and turn her head to see her owner walking towards the kitchen, her hazel eyes fix onto misty. "good morning misty" misty letted out a purr and followed lily to the kitchen. Her mouth watered as she saw her owner fixing up her breakfast, misty's blue eyes fixed onto the bowl of kibble. Her owner, lily, placed the bowl of kibbles and a bowl of water in front of misty and then the blue-gray cat started to eat her breakfast.
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((Waiting for the person who roleplays Spike (forgot his forum user.))
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? Alec Smith ?
I smiled at Nikki, my grey eyes flicking down at her. "I'm Alec." I ran my large hand through my dark brown hair, sighing slightly. I watched as she leaned down to pet Spike, the corners of my mouth starting to curve. "Yeah. My parents got me Spike when I was ten. He was a puppy." Stuffing my hands into my pockets, I brought my phone out of my pocket. I pressed down the power button, watching the screen come to life. The phone's screen displayed a text from my mom, but that was it. Rolling my eyes, I stuffed my phone back into my pocket, turning to Spike. I knew that he was smart enough to make his way to the park, so I took his leash off. Bragging his face gently, I stared into his bright brown eyes. "Be a good boy and go straight to the park okay?" I let him go and watched him dash off to the park. I turned my attention back to Nikki. "Where are you headed?"
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? Spike ?
As soon as Alec let me go, I ran towards the park at top speed. The wind in my fur felt amazing, and the air was somewhat cooler than yesterdays. As I approached the large dog park, the feeling of the grass turned lush and green. I had no idea how they got the grass to be so healthy, but most of the dogs ripped it up anyway. The strong scent of dog went along with the breeze, making me crinkle my nose. I sat down and laid in the sunlight, soaking up the warmth.
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after misty ate her breakfast, Lily bended down and placed her hand on misty's head, petting her. "you be good girl ok? I just need to go to the gym and when I come back, I'll bring you to the cat hangout place, ok?" misty purred and watched as her owner got up and grabbed a bag before liky left her in the house. "great, now I'll have to wait" she sighed.
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(James would be willing to go to the rescue center, but he doesn't have to.)
If you're able to? Please?))
Nuzzling her nose through the bars, she leaned onto her side and began mewing as she pawed through the bars without using claws. A few times, a hand would reach in and pet her. She would rub against that hand and against the bars, but each time, the hands would go away and leave her purring self to sit there in confusion. "Where did you go? Come back!" She gave a meow as she tried to call them back, but no response came.
My name is Sarian
I am an American curl
I am 1 year old
I arrived A week ago
I get along with Cats, Dogs, Children
An abused sweet cat who was rescued from the streets and needs a good home
She tilted her head at the paper clipped to her cage, and began pawing through the bars at it. What's this? She soon lost interest though, and curled back up in her little bed that was similar to a thick box made of carpet. The box had a circle entrance and inside it was some sort of pillow.
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"Oh my glob! P-Please don't look at me like this! I-I'll get a better picture!"
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"I was never made for photos but I at least look decent in my sleep!"
Name:Natalia Lisle
Nickname: Nana
Pets: Suki
Age: 18
History: Miss. Lisle was born in the late autumn to two love birds, an Asian Yuki Tanaka and American Ken Lisle. The weren't married during the time of her birth but they shortly got married after two years as they've gotten used to a baby in their life. Natalia was the type of child that didn't cry often and woke up with a big smile on her face and her mother tried to model her but it only made the baby quite upset. Nana grew up quite well but was the one who went out to start an art club in both her middle and high school but she was seen as a "Plain Jane" for never really wearing makeup and just only brushing her her (and not doing much to it.). She now draws for a comic book and tries her best to keep up with rent of the apartment but thankfully, her main job as a secretary to a company has allowed her to keep the apartment for now.
Personality: Natalia is a ambitious type of person that would rather spend her days working rather than partying since she believes that a long term effect on life is better than a short one and a headache in the morning. She is cautious as she experienced frequent fainting in her childhood and would always pack extra supplies for her companions like a water bottles and some extra doggie and cats treats. She is a caring individual that tries to settle all problems onto her hands even though it'll only stress her out. Natalia cannot hold back the child inside of her as she can be seen sometimes watching cartoons while eating a bowl of cereal at home and she'll even chase around her pets when they're in a playful mood while roaring. She isn't ashamed or embarrassed on the way she acts since it's a stress reliever but it has drawn people away from her to think that she is immature but she isn't; she just has an odd way to having fun besides partying, drinking, or engaging in other illegal activities.
Eye color: A lovely dark shade of brown.
Hair Color: A very light brown with some light tips that are natural.
S.O: Straight
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Spouse: N/A
Crush: Secret!
Clothing that you like to wear:
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Siblings: She has one young sister name that is eight years old and Natalia nicknames her "Lilo" since the young sibling's favorite movie is Lilo and Stitch. Her full name is Lily "Lilo" Lisle.
Body Modifications?: Nana doesn't have any body modifications as she prefers to be natural and not wear any makeup.
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Name: Suki
Nickname: --
Gender: Female
Owner: Natalia Lisle
Species: Bichon Frise
Accessories: A big red bow is tied around her neck since Natalia finds it adorable and Suki doesn't mind it at all.
Personality: Suki is a furball of hyperactivity and tends to bump into walls or into furniture since she doesn't pay attention that well to her surroundings. She is rather sweet but will tend to jump onto someone's back, wishing to play all the time but she easily straightens up with Natalia disciplines her by tapping the tip of her nose softly. She can get very offended easily and keep quiet just after someone insults her or so. Suki tends to sleep a lot too since she wastes up her energy quite fast and she'll sleep anywhere like on her owner's feet when she is drawing.
History: Suki's parents were meant to breed show dogs and they've had successful litters even before Suki was delivered but sadly, in some of them there was genetic mutations. Suki ended up being blind in one eye and her parents loved her but the breeder didn't know who'll want a show dog who was a bit slow on learning but also blind in the left eye. Fortunately, Suki was adopted by Natalia as she was opened to adopting animals of any kind since it was lonely when she first moved into her apartment.
Crush: --
Mate: --
Offspring: --
Siblings: She had about four other siblings but they all made their separate ways as she ended up in Natalia's care as no one really wanted a half-blind pup.
Extra: She is unfortunately blind in one eye and relies on scent mostly.
[[If anyone needs an owner, Natalia is up to go and adopt c: ]]
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Jessie
Crystal clear sun was beaming through the window pain of the young mutt's home. She was, at the moment, living in foster care with a young lady and her boyfriend. They would have adopted her, but they could not deal with the paper work, so they looked after her untill she found a loving home of her own. Jessie opend one eye. It was the start of a beautiful morning. She could hear the singing of the birds flying through the air at light speed, looking for a bird table to feed on. Jessie breathed in softly. She had fallen asleep on her back with her back legs spred out and her front paws tucked neatly on her belly. After a few moments of eye resting, she rolled of her back and onto the laminate flooring. Jessie was not supposed to sleep on the couch, but it was to good to resist with its light colour and comfort and feel. The females eyes drooped, her nails clicking on the floor as she went to investegate her food bowl to see if last night, she had left any scraps. Her foster masters had strongly disagreed to giving her commercial dog food due to the fact it stored unwanted preservatives and chemicals. (True fact. Most dog food takes out the nutriance because they go off quickly and add chemicals to preserve it. How else do you think food can last upto 2014?) The food she was given consisted of raw meaty bones, great for her health and digestion, but sometimes it was a pain to crunch up. Sniffing into her silver bowl, she gently licked some small meat chunks at the bottom, before sniffing on the outisde to see if she dropped some the night before. Jessie double checked to see if she missed any food before turning to he water bowl and taking a few minuets to drink the cold liquid. She looked up quickly as the man of the house enterd, bearing some magasines and a dull expression. The young mutt wagged her slim tail and bounded up to him, licking his bare feet, trying to direct him to her bowl. He realised what she was getting at, so he walked to the pantrey and pulled out some home made dog biscuits. She devoured them and returned to her usual look out place. The window in the living room went from the ceiling to the bottom of the floor. It was crystal clear, except for some lick marks from were she had investegated it. Jessie plopped down infront of it, looking at the teenager riding a back, throwing a newspaper outside of everyones door. She wagged her tail and panted as he rode of, looking apon some poodles in diamonte collars and leads walking down the street. 'Snobs', she barked loudly. They looked up and frowned, continuing to trot placidly down the road. Jessie turned her head towards her foster master and wagged her tail. 'No no no', He had said. 'You are going out with Susie (His girlfriend) when she gets up. I am not walking you around with that silly little collar she brought you!' He coughed, sipping at a cup of coffee.
Soon enough, Susie had exit the bedroom, fully dressed and pretty as usual. 'It would not have harmed you to take Cookie to the park, would it?' She snapped, looking into a mirror as she applyed mascara. She was directing her comment to Danny (Her boyfriend). Danny rolled his eyes and sighed deeply. 'It is because of that collar. Get her something normal and i will take her round the park. Untill then, you can forget it.' He replyed in a frustrated tone. Susie shrugged. 'I like it on her. It suits her.' She said, putting away her makeup and tottering in her high heels to the granite kitchen table and picking up a black dimonte encrusted lead. 'Fine. I will take her out if you are to embaressed. And i am continuing from the park to the mall so don't wait for me.' Susie sighed, clipping on the lead onto Jessie's collar before walking out the door, unlocking the car, putting the young dog in the boot and driving off to the park.
Jessie wagged her tail enthusiastically as the park was in her sight. She turned around and waited at the boot for Susie to let her go. 'Now you be a good girl. No fighting, stealing or hunt-' But before the young girl could finnish, Jessie had shot out the car, through the gate and into the grassy field. The young dog looked behind her as Susie pulled away. She panted and wagged her slender tail, watching a few giggley female dogs barking at some males. Jessie galloped through the tight bunch of females, knocking a few of them over as they yowled loudly as she trod on most of their paws. Jessie grinned and held her tail high, trotting onwards.
(Beat THAT post! ;D)
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James heard the sound of his precious kitten. He was too tired for this. He grabbed the box of bacon bits and mixed in with Hamlet's food. "Hamlet, please calm down," Of course, 'calm down' isn't exactly in Hamlet's dictionary. He slumped his back, and went to the stairs. He stopped at the base, and sized them up. He straightened his back, and slowly went up the stairs. He came to the first door and opened it. The kitten flew down the stairs. James thought that she was lonely, and today he was picking up a cat. He entered the room, and pulled on a wrinkled shirt. It was black and it read 'I'm not deaf, I'm just choosing not to listen.' Then he pulled on his favorite sweater and scarf, and moved on with his pants. He never wore pants when he went to bed. He rummaged through some dresser doors. He found a dark pair of baggy pants. Mom. He put them back and grabbed some lighter jeans. They were skinny jeans. He went downstairs, with some socks in his hand. He ran to the kitchen, and put the dog's food dish on the floor. It looked like slop, but James made it. Anyway, he ran back to the couch and sat down. He now had his favorite shoes; hightops. Once they were on, he told the animals to stay, until he came home. He went to his car, and slid in through the window. He backed up, and put the car into it's driving position. He shifted the stick to the 'D' and than drove off. He went a couple blocks away, and came to a nice looking animal shelter. He pulled the car up to see if they were open.
Open he thought. He moved to the side to park. Once he parked his car, then opened his door. He came to the door, and heard the bell ring. He looked from side to side, noticing a plump woman. "Cat." James told her. She only looked up from a book, and pointed to a door. He nodded to her, and opened the door. 'Cat' was written above the door. So many cats! He browsed through the sections of cats, and noticed one he liked. An American Curl. It was a nice ginger color, with the best feature; it's curled ears.
"What's taking him so long?" Hamlet complained, after James left for two minutes. "He hasn't even been gone that long!" "It feels like forever!" He said, ignoring the cat. He finished his delicious meal. James had poured him some water before he left. He drank it all, now he had to go outside. Badly. He ran to his doggy door, and slipped through. He went to a tree, and finished. He felt better.
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{Ohmaigoodness. That post is very long...
Oh, SoaringAway, you're accepted.}
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(Lmao x3)
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[[ Thank you Neon ^u^;'. However, I have added a second app for her pet, Suki and finsihed Nana's app entirely. ]]
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Sarian perked up as another had come to her cage. She poked her head out of her little sleeping box to observe the male, tilting head head and climbing out of her sleeping box. Purring, she rubbed against the bars with her side as if trying to reach the male. She paused though, and sat down, sniffing through the bars and rubbing her cheek against them afterwards. She now held out a declawed paw and waved in the air towards the human, trying toreach him, but soon pulled it back and gave a "Prraow?"
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(Oh my! Jessie would have so much fun with Suki! Maybe you could adopt Jessie from her foster masters?)
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[[ Gladly c: !! I'll just make Nana read up a notice for Jessie's adoption and she'll take Suki too~. ]]
[[I need to go somewhere and I'll be back within 2 hours. Sorry, Rainbow Pass :c. ]]
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He put his finger in the cage, and started stroking her. A pair of the workers approached him. "Hello." James said to the two. "Hello, are you looking to buy this wonderful cat?" "Yea?" James had a question mark on his face. "Wonderful! Here are her papers." James was handed a large amount of paperwork, and said to the cat, "I'll be right back." He walked away from the cage, seeing a small workdesk. He sat down, with a pen in his hand, he signed his name and anitals (sp?) in the correct places. Once finished, he went out of the cat area, and to the main desk. He handed in the paperwork. She pointed to the paperwork and said hoarsely, "The American Pearl?" "Curl, but yes. Sorry, I was--" "I don't want your lifestory. Anyway, let me get my keys." James watched her bend downward and came back up with a key. She got up out of the chair, she was shorter than James thought. James flung his arm toward the door, and opened it for the 'desk lady', she wrinkled her nose angerly. James fell back behind her, and they came to the Curl's cage. She plugged in the key, and opened the door. James saw her step back, as if she were letting go of a monster.
The dog slipped through the shrinking doggy door. He whined for James to come back. He was taking forever! Well, in Hamlet's head. "Dumb dog." Hamlet turned his head toward the caat. "I heard that." "Heard what?" She rolled her eyes. Flexing her multiple toes. "You're done, stupid cat!" He flung himself to the cat, possibly the worst thing he's ever done. His large paws scrapped against the wooden floor. Leaving scratches.
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As her cage was opened, she had flinched from the noise of it slamming open, pawing at her ears and head as if the noise seemed to bother her, but it subsided quickly. The thing that caused her to cower was the familiar hand reaching to grab her. "Mraaaoow~" She was scruffed, which caused her to swipe at the hand and try to scamper away, but then she was grasped a different way, the way a cat or dog is supposed to be held if the one picking them up trusts them, an arm around the stomach and a hand under the rump so support her from falling. The woman had handed the feline to James, the cat didn't protest as she purred and rubbed her head against James. (If he took her, that is.) The woman was now beginning to lead them out. What she thought was James had no idea what he had coming to him in the future.
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misty letted out a yowl, hoping for her owner to come back but then she heard footsteps. lily! She came back but why go quickly? she thought. As the door opened, her owner picked her up carefully like a baby and then carried her out of the house. "silly me, I forgot to drop you off at the place" Misty letted out another purr watched as lily used one of her hands to close the door and lock the front door before her owner stated to walk towards the car. I wonder if there would be any new cats today she thought again, thinking of the cat hangout place. Once they were at the car, lily placed misty inside a pet carrier and locked the carrier's door. As lily got into the car and started to drive the white car, misty laid down and letted out a "mmmeeeoooowww?"
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(He took her.
Has anyone heard of Freak on a Leash by Korn? I think it's a perfect match for Sarian.)
James smiled as he was handed the cat. "Good girl." He whispered to the American Curl. He stroked her behind the ears and made a line down her head with his index finger. He caressed the cat in his hands, and went to his car. He placed her in an extra cat holder, which was in his backseat. He put the car on 'R', as he ignited the engine, he reversed. Before he hit a pole, which was a foot from his bumper, he put his car on 'D'. And drove home. Which was a couple minutes away. He didn't want to start the cat, so he kept his radio off. James soon came to his neighborhood, and pulled up to his garage. As he put his car on 'P', he turned around. Just to see if the cat was fine. He opened his door, then came to the back. Taking out the carrier, and into the house.
He unlocked the door, and saw that Hamlet was trying to get Wickishire from under the couch. He carefully placed the carrier onto the floor, and opened the door. He went to Wickishire's bowl, and saw that it was empty. "Crap." He poured water into the bowl, than his own cat food, and placed a couple more bowls out. He filled those too.
The scent of another cat came close to Wickishire. She clawed Hamlet's nose, and bounded to the cage. This cat was special, like her. Just, the cat in the crate had curled ears, not extra toes. "Hi! I'm Wick. Over there, that's Hammy, and the owner is James!" The kit's words bundled out of her mouth. She hardly knew the cat, but liked her more than Hamlet already. "We're gonna share a room with Hammy and James, (I put Janes. XD) and that's where our dishes go! What's your name?" Before the other cat could answer she said, "Bathroom's upstairs, so is the bedroom, and we can sleep on the bed in James' room! Won't that be fun?" Her words were nearly blocked off by her purring. "You're probably gonna scare her, before she even knows you. Come over here, so I can rip you into shreds!" The kit sat down and mewled, "Sorry. Am I bugging you?"
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?? Nevada ??
Seeing that the rottweiler mix showed no interest of playing with him, the husky trotted away. Where in the world was everybody? Getting their beauty sleep? Could they possibly get up quicker? Nevada took in the fresh, crisp air of morning along with some dew on the grass, making his paw pads wetter and slipperier. If Nevada were to be walking on a glass floor, he would have skidded all the way across the floor by now if he could. Nevada tried to peer through the humans' inside the building and saw Beatrice in changed clothes, a sweatsuit, on a treadmill. His ice-blue eyes widened and the pupil of his eyes shrank and he grunted in confusion. A moment ago, Beatrice was wearing high heels and a dress, now a sweatsuit and sneakers! Humans were just so confusing to him at times. He then looked at another dog, who seemed like a female and was knocking over some females. 'What the heck is with females nowadays?' he thought as he tilted his head at her.
Nevada caught sight of Beatrice getting off the treadmill and waving at him through the crystal-clear glass. She then started to talk to another lady, who was probably one of her friends. He then turned away to sleep on the dew-dropped grass.
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As she was now in a carrier, moved around to new places, she allowed the car to lull her to sleep. She awoke with a kitten speaking to her, of course. "Hello and salutations." she said in greeting. She attempted to finish her speak, the cat interrupted her with it excitement. Sarian chuckled at that. The dog interrupted this kitten, fortunately. "She goes by the name Sarian." the cat finally said in reply. "It is an honor for her to be in the new scape." She held up a paw against her chest and lowered her head in the cats form of a curtsy.
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Jessie
The young mutts tail span round and round in excitment. The female's who she had knocked over were now getting to their paws and cursing there fowl language at her. Jessie flattend her ears an started running a few yards before slipping on the dew soaked grass, tumbling over her head, and sliding a meater or two, marking Jessie in grass stains. The young dog frowned as she heard the shreaks of laughter from the female fancies before they trotted off with a pack of males. Jessie shook her head and looked around at dogs sleeping, eating, playing and sliding on the grass. The female's eyes caught onto Nevada. She awaited for him to open his eyes, so she crept quietly towards him and lay down infront of him. Her tail wagged, brushing on the wet grass as she waited.
The sun was now much higher in the sky. It made the grass warm and dry for her to lay comfortbly. Jessie had got quite bored, waiting for Navada to awake. She crept closer to him, thinking of a plan. She rested her muzzle near his ear and boomed a bark which made several dog look around in fright. The mutt smirked and wagged her tail, wondering what the husky would do.
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?? Nevada ??
Waking up immediately at the bark, Nevada sprinted about a yard away from Jessie. When Nevada figured out what had happened, he growled at the dog, who looked like a Staffordshire dog. "You idiot! Don't know know it's rude to scare others?" he snarled.
((Fail post.))
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[[OOC: Sorry for the double post, but I found lots of other lovely photos of Nevada!
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These are the ACTUAL pictures of him! I wish I could adopt him. So cute. Shame my parents might be getting a cat after our current one dies and they aren't fans of dogs bigger than my current dog (he's a Beagle/Pomeranian mix) though they did like an Irish wolfhound my grandmother used to own.
My post officially makes no sense now.]]
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((where is the cat hangout place at? I forgot
@crystal: aww....those dog photos are so cute! I wish that I had a kitten or another dog but my mom is allergic to cats and i already have four dogs [one of them that I'm babysitting] and a rabbit.))
misty purred at her owner turned the radio on in the car. "our next song will be "reflection" from mulan!" misty purred even more as she heard the song, her tail moving left and right slowly. at least it isn't a boring song she thought. After the song, she letted out a "mraow" as a her owner turned to another radio station but this was a news radio station instead of the music ones. "Quiet misty, I'm listening to the news" yeah, the boring news misty thought.
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((Yeah. I wish I had him. He's so adorable and handsome.
When the dogs arrived, we judged Nevada to be about 2 years old. The driver said that he ate up the attention while loading and unloading, and he offered lots and lots of kisses. Drop-dead gorgeous Nevada is something of a "diamond in the rough", but with time and TLC is going to be among the most stunning dogs we've placed. He has the most beautiful silver and white coat, a stunning open face, and enchanting eyeliner-accented sky blue eyes. As you can see in his video, he does need some leash work, but he's a good boy, a sweet dog, and a sweet blank slate just waiting for someone to love him and show him the ropes!
<3))
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Jessie
Bolting away at the males sudden movement, she cowered as he scolded her, her tail under her back legs, her eyes squinting and her ears plasterd to her head. Jessie was squeaking with fear, as she realised that this dog was twice the size of her, maybe even bigger and she had made him grumpy. ' 'Ss just p-playing' Jessie stumbled on her words as he snarled. 'I am so sorry. I t-thought you would want to play?' The young mutt realised that this was not they way to play.
(Shortest post from me... ever.)
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Yey, you joined! ~<3
I feel Zeus and Sarian will become enemies just for the funny of it.))
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(Amg JD! :D Hope your accepted! (Love your doggie))
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Aww Thankoo all ^^ I shall wait and see what Neon Kitty says ^^
I hope I do get accepted this looks like an oober epic RP :3 tee hee
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(I hope so too. By the way, i was ment to say this yesterday but i forgot (Short term memorey. I even forget my age sometimes >.<) But i will be away for a week starting from saturday due to going on holiday! (Begged my mum for us to go at christmas but it was to much money). So this is aimed at this roleplay and your's, JD. I leave this here for you to read. :3)
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?? Nevada ??
Regret stabbed Nevada's belly like a knife, but he was still upset that the female had frightened him. Otherwise, it was pretty good to know that someone actually wanted to play with him. For a moment, he thought he would have to sleep in the park, lonely. He wagged his tail and bowed in a playful pose. "Yeah, I want to play! That's what I wanted! Should we play tag or something?" Nevada asked in a playful voice. It was always fun to play with a dog rather than a cat. Cats were only good for bothering and chasing.
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(OMG! So sorry, I wasn't able to get on the computer last night, and tonight my time is very small! God. Friday, and maybe Thursday, I won't be on. Blarf.)
"Who are you talking about?" Asked Wickishire, curious of what the cat meant. "She means herself, stupid cat."
(I'll fix this post after I get out of the shower.)
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((I might join this. Hopefully you still accept applications :D))
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Of course :3
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As the cat spoke, Sarian was about to answer, but the dog answered for her, which made her laugh lightly. "You know, you should be nicer to each other." she mewed to the dog and cat. She was now getting impatient with being in the carrier. The American curl began once again to paw at the bars, giving a "Prrrraow? to call for the owner.
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@JD: Yush, you are accepted. I'm sorry that I didn't see your application x(
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[[Yeys -dances- I ish accepted Thankoo +floof ^^ And it's otays :3
I shall edit this and add my first RP post for Zeusy baby ^^]]
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I smiled at Spike, then watched him run off. I tilted my head curiously and looked back to Alec. "You let him go off on his own?" The morning breeze was cool, but pretty strong. The wind kept blowing my hair around, having me sigh in irritation. After a little while of the wind, I rolled my eyes and put my hair up in a tight ponytail, and moved my attention back to Alec. "Oh. I'm headed to the gym. When school starts up again, I want to be ready for track and volleyball." As I said this, I realized that it was a tiny bit of a lie. I mainly went to the gym to get out of my house. To get away from my parents. Of course, I loved my Buster and Muffy, but my parents were way too irritating to deal with on a regular day basis. All my dad did was drink, and my mom just stays locked up in her room writing all day. My gaze turned to the ground and my feet shifted back and forth. Talking to guys made me nervous for some reason. I never really ever had a relationship, and the thought of one is a tiny bit scary. Of course I have a few guy friends, but that's it.
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@Heartsgirl99: The cat hangout is at Muffin's house, (my cat) and the pictures are in front.
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❂Jessie❂
Softly breathing inwards as Navada backed down from aggression, she perked her ears quickly before settling them on her head. Jessie realised that the male ment no real harm as he bowed playfully. The mutt bowed to him aswell as the word "tag" stuck to her mind like glue. 'Sure! I love tag', she barked happily, her tail spinning round in circles with excitment. 'T-tag!' She yapped, running towards the Husky and prodding him in the chest with her raised paw, quickly dashing down a small slippery mound and running as fast as her legs would carry her. She was quite a fast runner, since she had the lines of whippets in her blood. 'Bet you can't catch me!' She called behind her, slowing down to see if Navada was close. Running was quite a pain, Slipping along the dew soked grass and constently having to halt on a mound quickly before she fell down. There was many exciting things to look at as she ran, burger carts on the outside of the park, tiny little dogs in silly pink jumpers, Navada catching up...Navada catching up! Jessie was in her little dream world when she noticed she was slowing down to sniff her surroundings. Shaking her head, she skidded around quickly to face Navada, who was suprisingly close. Jessie pounced, she sailed, she fell. The young dog had not judged how far it was to jump over Navada, and fell ontop of him. So this is what my homes rug is made out of, she thought, thinking about the fluffy rug back home that she loved to lay on, and it seemed Navada had the same fluffyness. Jessie quickly got up, walked off Navada and looked down at him, her face falling forwards. She looked quite cute. (Whenever my dog looks down, her face falls forwards and it looks so adorable x3) She waited for ten seconds untill she found something to say. 'You feel like my rug.'
(Lmao JD x3 Your siggie is so funny.)
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as the car stopped, misty lifted her head and watched as lily got out of the car and went to the other side before the owner opened a door. "there you go misty. Now you behave ok?" misty purred and walked out of the pet carrier after lily opened it. She hopped out of the car and walked towards muffins house, her tail high. She turned her head to see that lily and the car were gone but then turned her head towards the house. finally, I'm here!
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[[OMG yey ^^ Ladon ish hawte... My owner's oober lush :p ... I mean yeah he's a guy .. so what? -cheesy grin- ;)]]
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?? Nevada ??
A little yelp escaped Nevada's mouth as Jessie walked on him. What, was he her personal rug now? The thought made him want to laugh, and he felt Jessie stepping off him and he felt relief flooding back to him. He got up and then sprinted a few times across the park, trying to see if Jessie could tackle him again or something. After the sprints, he sat down, panting. Sprinting, why do you have to be so tiring? he thought, nearly repeating it out loud, but he had bit his tongue.
He then gazed at the sky and noticed that some of the dew was disappearing. To cool himself off a bit, he rolled around, trying to mop up the droplets of dew with his thick fur. Though it made him a little bit cooler, it made him slightly smelly. Bea would not be happy. She must think he rolled into a dead animal or dog or cat manure or something like that. He noticed that the people in the gym were all gone, except for one. Bea. Lunch break, he thought. Good thing that Beatrice was having a lunch break; he could get out of the park.
...don't get myself wrong, but I like the park, but I'm too tired, he thought. He then lay down, attempting to go to sleep. "No Jessie, I don't want to play anymore. I'm too tired from sprinting around everywhere," he said before closing his eyes.
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(Overpowered by two things: School and Landon. -Le drools-)
Jessie heard the American Curl calling for her to come out. As he slowly ran, more of a fast jog, he tripped over one of Hamlet's toys. A rubber duck. "God," He said, getting up. As he came up, he walked this time, and went over to the Curl's cage. "Now, what to call you." He asked himself as he opened the cage's door. He looked at an overhanging clock, just above his fireplace mantle, and realized he was late for work. "Crap!" He opened the door and called for Hamlet. He dare not let one cat leave his sight, until he closed the door. He ran to his car, and opened the door for his beloved mutt. The hill closed the door for him, and he hopped through the door to his car. He slipped the key in, than switched the car into drive.
"Bye boy, gotta go." James told Hamlet, driving off soon after.
As soon as Hamlet jumped out of the car, James was no where to be seen. He trotted into the park, seeing his way to a willow. He remembered a song from James' radio and started singing it. "So what we get drunk, so what we don't sleep, we're just havin' fun. We don't care who sees." He finished the verse as he rolled over, seeing a cute mutt. (Jessie) Hamlet wagged his tail, which was going a mile a minute. He narrowed his eyes and saw a Husky under her. He sighed, seeing that she was 'taken'. (Well, in his mind. XD)
"Why do you talk funny? And what'cha say your name was? Sarian?" The kitten had many more questions bubbling in her stomach. (God, Wick's posts are growing shorter and shorter.)
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((Rofl Hamlet xD))
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@IlLupoItaliano: Oh... Oh my. Nikki may flirt with him a little bit xD And I think Caged_Beast (Alec) Has the same tattoo as you xD
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(That's how Hamlet rolls. *Punk @$$ face*)
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((Sarian: -Bricks Hamlet- (http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/r/bricked-plz.gif?2)))
Sarian hadn't hesitated when the cage opened, she dashed up the stairs so quickly and darted under the bed, keeping hidden in shadows before fleeing from under it and leaping onto the bed. She didn't even focus on the poor kitten at first before she returned by scampering back down towards the living room and leaping up to the highest point of the couch. It was odd, nothing came to hurt her. She calmed down at that and ended her energetic running around. "She blames it on her head and foreign language." Sarian answered to the kitten, pointing at a faint scar she had on her head.
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Jessie
Jessie huffed sadley as Navada no longer wanted to play with her. The warm late morning sun was still giving off rays of warmth, flashing through her thin layer of fur to warm her back. The lush green grass was now drying off the last of the dew and was more comfortable to lay down on. She walked for a while in a large circle, making her usual mischief; chewing on unexpecting paws for the fun of them ranting. After a short few minuets, the fun died down since she had already tried to eat everybody's ears. Jessie ran back to were Navada slept and settled down next to him. His fur felt so fluffy, it made a great place to snooze. Falling on her side besides him, she stared over at another dog who's tail was wagging rappidly. She wagged her tail a few times , searching around her to see who he was looking at, but the shepard mix seemed to be looking at her. She rolled off her side and onto her belly, sniffing the air to get a better picture of his basic mood. He seemed to be happy through her sences. Jessie raised to her paws and trotted towards him, her front paws and back paws crossing over each other at every step. Reaching him, she barked quickly, bowing slightly and cocking her head to one side. 'You are-uhm.' She tutted, trying to think of the word she was trying to say. 'You are-ugh. You are Something shephard?' She barked enthusiasticly. 'German! Yes, i ment German. Are you one of those then?' She smiled. Jessie was not good at explaining things, or having a conversation for that matter. The mutt sat down, looking down at Hamlet. 'Im Jessie. But i prefer Jess or JJ' She woofed, licking her lips in curiosity.'What's your name?'
((Yes, i can see Zeus's picture.))
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"Hamlet. My name is Hamlet. And I'm not just German Shepherd. I have... Erm, Dutch Shepherd as well." The willow made the soft sun feel cold and bitter as well as the wind. But, his somewhat dense coat made him feel safe and warm. "You wanna... Play a game... Or two?" He asked Jessie.
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Jessie
A few moments passed as Jessie was corrected by Hamlet. She looked down at her paws, making the silance between them quite eerie. The reason was quite simple; She was cold. Whenever it was to cold, she would go quite. After a while the sun emerged, beaming its warm rays onto her back. 'So... a German Shepherd cross a Dutch Shephard would have a name...like...Dutchermy. Ha! That sounds cool. A Dutchermy Shepard. Why do humans never think of the most simple things?' She barked, wagging her tail under her belly. The sun was back but the wind was still choppy. Her thin layer of fur was not much to block out a gust of wind, so she layed down, curling up. As the word "Game" Shot to her brain, she wagged her tail in happiness, shifting as more of the wind batterd her side. Now i know why those little brats have coats, the mutt thought as she rememberd some small dogs wearing them. 'A game sounds great. Fancy playing hide and seek? I want to seek you!' She woofed, raising her body into a sit, but more of a enthusiastic squirm of eagerness. Jessie loved to be seeking. She got bored on her first time of hiding, since she had to sit and wait to be found. 'Okay, you go and hide whilst i count to infinity.' Jessie had no idea what the word infinity ment, so she guessed it ment enough time for Hamlet to hide. Racing towards a shrub against the fence a short way away from hamlet, she bowed and dug her head inside, her hind still in the air with her tail going round and round in excitment.
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?? Nevada ??
After what seemed a minute or two, Nevada opened his eyes to see that Jessie was with another dog. The thought didn't make him jealous or anything. He was just upset that he had no one to play with. Perhaps it wasn't a very good idea to wake up.
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"Sure." He said, running to one of his favorite spots. Not many dogs go here-perfect. If was an area behind a large wild blueberry bush, an open lake was behind it. Beautiful. Peaceful. And undisurbed. He came up to the lake, wadding in the soft water which tugged at his speckled fur. He had to keep quiet, or Jessie'll find him.
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Bump ^^
I'm sorry but I like this RP too much to let it die
Plus the fact I have only just started RPing in it :p
I know most of us are pretty busy with our own personal lives but C'mon floofs lets not let this RP die ^^
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Landon T. Jackson
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A groan grumbled deep with the chest of a slightly hungover Landon. How long had he been asleep? He forced open his heavy eyelids revealing smooth spheres of chocolate brown. It didn't take him long to realize where he had ended up. He could feel the cool surface of a counter pressed against the side of his now flushed face. He was at the bar. His answer became more clear as the voice of his cousin filled his ears. "T-Jay, hey! What the heck do you think you're doing? Look, if you're not out of here in 10, I'm screwed. You're screwed. Don't want to have a cut-back on that paycheck, correct?" A pain lingered in his bicep making him wince as he realized the pain was growing worse. He shifted his head to the side to get a view of what had caused the pain. His cousin was jabbing his arm, one fist after the other, as if he was made out of sand bags. Finding his right hand, he drowsily slapped his cousin's fists, while rubbing his drowsy face with the other. "Alright, alright. You don't have to make it anymore clear. I'll be out in ten. And for the last freaking time, don't call me that!" He slowly dropped from the bar stool and made his way to the employee's lockers. His head buzzed every time a noise drifted about. Now, almost any noise was starting to piss him off. He squeezed his eyes shut and cuffed his ears as he blindly stood in front of his locker. He extended his arm and grabbed anything he could muster, while pushing a comb delicately through his dark hair. Landon popped his eyes open to stair at the twin that smiled back at him in a dented mirror that was almost hidden deep inside the locker. "Who's yo daddy", he said pointing at himself giving a huge grin. He chuckled slightly before exiting the room. It was a cheesy saying, but it always put him in the right mood. Especially when he was hungover.
Landon absolutely loved his car. It was one of his prized possessions, along with a few other gadgets he had at home, so to speak. He hovered his hands over the interior before starting the engine. The engine's hum calmed his mind, reminding him of all the things he used to do with his car. His mouth stretched to a slight sideways grin as he cruised aimlessly through town. He didn't have anything in store for the day, so he figured he would drive around town and see what was going down. He would accelerate his engine here and there, just to impress those who looked on. It was part of having an expensive car. Showing off is pretty much a second thing there good for.
Lone barks and howls caught his attention. It brought him back to the time when he had a dog as a child, and he would spend hours throwing a ball for the dog. It had been his best friend, and he would never forget. Landon was his happiest with the furry companion, and the dog was always there by his side listening to his latest fairytales. Sadly, he had to part ways with his furry friend when he had moved because his parents did not want to deal with a dog at the time. Landon snapped out of memory and pulled his car over to the curb to park. Ironic how he had stopped next to the Pound. He leaned his head in his hands pondering whether he should reunite the memories of having a dog, as he mentally noted pros and cons in his head. Nodding in acceptance, he turned of the engine and exited his car. He slid his hands into his pockets, throwing on a pair of aviator shades, and pushed through the glass doors to the Pound. He was greeted by a women at the front desk who happily directed him to the "Dogs" section.
The stench of wet dog caught him off guard as he wandered farther into the caged room. His ears stung from the heavy noise of barking and the clanking of the metal bars. Just as he was about to give up, a dog who lay in the corner got his attention. He seemed to be the perfect dog for Landon, though he couldn't be so sure. He bent down slowly to eye level with the dark dog, scanning his features. He admired it's sleek pelt, and the way his muscles rippled after every movement. "Hey boy. What's a healthy sport like you doing in this joint? I would suspect you'd have gone after the care takers by now and escaped your way to freedom." Supporting a half smile, he leaned closer to the bars taking another good look at the dog.
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Jessie
Flapping her tail rappidly, Jessie moved her weight as her head rested in the berry bush. 'One two skip a few, nighty nine one hundred! Coming Hammy!' She called, pulling her head out and flipping her body around to face the grassy field filled with barking. Jessie puffed out her spotted chest and lifted her pink maw in the air to sniff were her new found friend could be. Her soft white paws trotted quickly in the ticklish blades of grass, her black, wet nose scanning across the turf as she followed the faint scent of Hamlet in the dewy grass. Her eye lids drooped as the sur blazed on her face, back and chest, but something as simple as mother nature would not have stopped the young mutt. She pounced over a small squirrel....squirrel. Jessie's mind diverted onto the small grey animal, staring up with its terrifiyed bulging eyes. They stared at each other untill Jessie lunged her head forwards, teeth bared and fur raised, but wildlife was to quick. It pounced out of the mutts way and scamperd up the willow tree, its back legs tripping as it climbed. Jess raced her way to the tree, forcing her body upwards into a large jump as it crawled out of sight. She landed, her front paws resting on the trunk with her ears perked high on her head, waiting to see if the creature would show once more. Tail drifing too and fro, she dropped back down from the tree and turned her head, panting heavily as she rememberd she was ment to be finding Hamlet. Shaking her pelt, the young dog stuck her nose to the ground again and continued to search for the male.
Around five minuets passed of searching and Jessie had caught a strong scent of Hamlet which had been coming from behind a blueberry bush. Jessie knew that she could go around the bush, but going through the bush seemed much more quicker. Sqirming through, the wonderful sight caught her eyes instantly. She sniffed the air and Hamlet smelt very close. Creeping into some leafy turf, she looked behind many trees and bushes, but the scent ended in the water. She waddled into the lake and saw ripples coming from the other side behind some foalige. Tottering in the water, she saw the tip of Hamlets tail and decided to suprise him. Collecting a empty bottle, she sank it into the water in which it filled and then rose it in her mouth, sneeking behind a old tree trunk and snickering quietly to herself. Bounding out infront of Hamlet, she squashed the bottle in her jaws, making a large burst of murky water erupt into his face. Jessie dropped her bottle and cracked up laughing; the water had been muddy were she had collected it and and it had been blasted onto Hamlets head, the soggy soil dripping from his face.
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A cold rush of water squished his face with pressure. He looked to see where it was from and found Jessie. Oh yeah, we're supposed to be playing hide and seek. Must've slipped my mind. His look softened, and he padded more clearly to land. "You win, so... Now I count. Right?" He asked. He put his forelegs forward, and stretched. His bones popping. Afterward, he shook his head and plopped down.
(Shortness.)