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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 20, 2006 18:04:07 GMT -5
Well this certainly piqued the canine's interest. Sort of. So the thing, the rabbit, was alive and real, but he wasn't doing anything interesting. Not at all. It was kind of boring.
He was expecting to have to chase it or something.
"Well, he can't stay like that forever." Noel stretched. A few sauntering steps later and he had approached the hare. He still smelt kinda funny, like those chemicals, and he looked cold and wet.
The canine kneeled next to the other, giving a few loud sniffs. That smell was definitely still there.
And what was with all the shaking?
"Hey, what's your problem?"
Some introduction.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 21, 2006 9:49:27 GMT -5
Delivering a swift punch to the dog's arm just after she pulled him back a ways, the fox huffed lightly as she wandered over to her tiger companion, grabbing the edges of the man's coat.
"Don't be so rude to him, Noel! Oh, here, John, give me this."
The tiger didn't even have time to reply before he was stripped of his coat and the girl had cautiously wandered over to that curled up body. With the utmost care, she helped the rabbit gently sit up, wrapping the larger coat over the boy's thin shoulders. What almost sounded like a 'thank you' was mumbled out past his lips.
"Um, excuse me, Caroline softly gripped the hare's shoulders, "but are you alright?"
"I'm...fine." was the tiny whisper of reply as those two-toned eyes looked up from behind damp blonde locks.
Well, at least he stopped shaking.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 27, 2006 22:32:18 GMT -5
Noel was busy rubbing the sore spot on his arm. Damn fox. He didn't do anything wrong; why'd she have to be so violent?
Something was muttered underneath his breath, something incomprehensible, and he started towards the rabbit again. "Okay, um." How did that work again? Oh yeah. The canine held up to fingers. "Hey, how many fingers am I holding up?"
He was speaking to the rabbit.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 28, 2006 0:28:53 GMT -5
When the dog asked the question, the hare, who was currently being cleaned off by the fox with part of the tiger's coat, looked up and over to said canine. It was apparent the effort the poor bunny gave as he tried to focus his one working eye, (the lovely crimson one)
"...Ngh...I don't...I can't..."
Wiping a bit of lingering liquid from his forehead, and brushing back his blonde bangs in the process, the rabbit pushed the hair away from his face, exposing that horrible left eye.
It was still that milky white color, with the iris and pupil hidden behind a thick sallow-colored film. It didn't move when the hare looked at the dog, made no natural movements, it just stayed there, buried in the socket, a totally useless ball of flesh.
There was a long pause.
"...T-two..."
Ah, that charming English voice, it was odd how none of the others had an accent like this. Then again, none of the others had come from this room, or any of these tubes.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 28, 2006 14:50:31 GMT -5
The dog seemed semi-pleased with the hare's answer, since he gave a hint of a smile, if only for a few seconds. The frown occurred when he noticed the other's eye. It looked pretty bad. But the rabbit seemed kind of uncomfortable already, so Noel simply decided not to ask about it.
Besides, the situation was happening a bit too slowly for his tastes.
"Shouldn't we get him upstairs or something? Find him some food and all?"
That was the first smart thing he had said all day.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 28, 2006 16:46:09 GMT -5
Helping the weary rabbit walk by supporting him with her arm, the fox nodded at the dog's suggestion; that was the best thing that the three could do for the new boy.
"Yeah, he's probably hungry, 'sides, he needs some clothes."
The red-head nodded once more as she proceeded towards the hole in the wall, trying to get to the staircase and back upstairs. As the two stumbled away, that single crimson eye stayed locked on the dog, the white one hidden back once more behind blonde bangs.
The hare didn't smile as he stared at the dog, but simply did just what he was doing. Staring. It was actually rather unnerving, that focused, soft ruby, the confusion hidden within the luscious red.
After the two were gone, it was the tiger, John who stayed behind with the canine.
"...Noel...Did that kid seem...kinda creepy to you? I mean, sure, he's already pretty odd, it seems, but his smell is freakin' me out a little...It's like, he smells more human than he does a rabbit, like there's something bad about his awakening...I dunno, it just gives me the creeps..."
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 28, 2006 23:28:15 GMT -5
"Yeah. He's weird. I like him."
An odd sort of smile appeared upon the dog's lips. Maybe it was a canine sort of fondness, the friendship sort of fondness that told him to frolic in a field with said object of adoration, or just chase him across it anyway.
It was probably that.
That canine instinct to hunt, chase, herd.
"Come to think of it," That smile vanished. "He did smell kinda weird. Like chemicals." Silence. "But I like him. When you get past the chemicals, he smells kinda nice. You know."
Though he felt he was probably confusing the tiger.
"Never mind. You wouldn't get it."
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 28, 2006 23:45:31 GMT -5
Left scratching the side of his face in confusion as he listened to the dog, the burly feline furrowed his brow lightly, wondering what to think of the scenario. "...Ums, yeah, I did notice that too...It's weird."
Just as John was about to say something else about the strange bunny, a shrill angry scream sounded from out the stairways a few. Apparently there was trouble already.
"Dammit, Donovan!! Stop being such a prick!!"
As she was helping the poor rabbit up the stairs, a new face had showed itself, obviously aroused by the interesting smells from downstairs. Donovan, the wolf, second in his whorish nature to his sheep counterpart. As to what had occurred, only the three on the stairs new at this point.
"Hnn? What ever did I do wrong Carry? I was just trying to get a good look at your new 'friend.' "
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you should touch him!!"
Someone seemed a little overprotective.
"...It sounds like the other manslut has come for a visit, c'mon Noel, before Caroline and him kill each other."
The blonde bunny, meanwhile, was slumped over on one of the stairs, clutching the coat around his shoulders dearly as he held his head lowered. He was to weary to deal with any other of these strange people.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 28, 2006 23:59:51 GMT -5
"Yeah, whatever." The dog muttered, ears already perked from the noise.
But as the tiger and canine began their little venture, the other whore decided to make his entrance. Rather rudely too.
"What's all that racket?" It was that sheep. You could tell from the whining tone in his voice. His nose was less acute than the other animals, so the noise had attracted him more than the smell. He was bored, looking for everyone it seemed.
Then he noticed the rabbit and his lips curled into the frown. Cassidy stomped over to the weary hare, a glare of some random emotion present on his face. "What are you supposed to be, huh? The easter bunny?"
He already didn't like this guy, and he didn't even know him yet.
(Luckily, this time the sheep had intruded, he had on an, albeit tight, pair of jeans.)
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 29, 2006 0:17:31 GMT -5
"Oh, great!! Now there's two of you stupid bastards!! Get the Hell away from him, can't you see he's not feeling good!!"
Trying to back the two away, and failing at it, the fox huffed as her busy tail grew ragged with anger. It was when she tried to forcefully push back the wolf, did she end up falling on her face, for the sneak stepped out of the way in the knick of time.
Throwing an arm around the sheep casually, Donovan let out a hearty laughter as he joined staring at the poor rabbit, a wolfish smile slapped across his face.
"Neh, Cass, you ever see a boy like that? Yeee-uck! Look at that messed up eye of his, nasty!"
The bunny's personal bubble was slowly shrinking as he felt his world slowly close in on him, causing him to huddle away with a partially annoyed frown.
The wolf's eye comment didn't help, it even seemed to make him a bit more uncomfortable.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 29, 2006 0:37:30 GMT -5
"Yeah, he must be some kind of freak." There was nothing but venom in the young ram's voice. He was being rather hostile today. "Where'd you come from - the circus? This is a laboratory you know."
Then an idea formed in Cass's mind. A wicked and wonderful idea.
"We simply can't have a freak like you here, so go back to where you came from." The next thing the sheep greeted the poor rabbit with was a hard shove, maliciously hoping he'd fall down the stairs and die.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 29, 2006 0:53:11 GMT -5
Through the rabbit's eyes, (well, eye), the world fell into slow-motion just as that damned sheep had shoved him, and what followed would probably kill him, or so he thought. The one thing coursing through the hare's mind as he fell was the thought of death, and how it was coming for him now.
The flight of stairs weren't necessarily long, but they were hard, steel hard. There was no way to prevent that sickening pop sound as the bunny fell down the stairs and then landing on his stomach at the bottom of the stairway.
"CASSIDY, YOU SON OF A BITCH!! WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
The fox ran down the stairs in a hurried run, her eyes tearing up at the sight of the, what she presumed dead, body of the rabbit.
"Whooo!! That was hardcore, Cassidy!!"
Of course, Donovan was laughing, that asshole.
It was only a few moments later, when the tiger came into view, trying to comfort his foxgirl, did the hare stir.
Slowly getting to his feet, the injured rabbit released a shaky cough as he stood up straight, his right arm hanging limp at his side. Apparently that pop was the blonde's shoulder dislocating. Without a word, the bunny simply looked up to the wolf and sheep, and gave what could be described as the world's creepiest smile.
It was a small curl of those pink lips, but still totally eerie.
"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't do that again, please..."
So calm he sounded, so creepy with his accent, so spine-chilling as he doubled-over and fell into the crying fox's arms unconscious a moment later.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jul 29, 2006 19:03:23 GMT -5
The sheep was so smug about this little feat, so amused mentally, until he received a brutish blow to the face. He looked up to see the dog hovering over him, eyes burning with anger. A reddening bruise was upon Cass's cheek, his eyes stinging lightly with the beginnings of tears.
"Owch... what was that for, Noel?!"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" The ram seemed taken aback by the dog's outburst. "You think you can just do something like that to people?"
"He started it! He doesn't belong here anyway!"
A hard stomp upon Cassidy's abdomen quickly shut him up, knocked the wind from him as he struggled to lift the dog's foot from his stomach.
"Mind repeating that, Cassidy?"
A wheeze.
"...I thought so."
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jul 29, 2006 19:24:47 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, HEY!!"
Nearly tackling his fellow canine, the wolf gave a loud growl as he threw his arm around the other's neck, putting him in a not-so-gently headlock. Pulling back the slightly smaller male with another growl, he succeeded in taking the now brawl away from the stairs as he drug the dog onto a flat surface.
"No, no, no, you little mutt! Don't you hurt Cassidy now, he was only doing what he thinks is right! That kid shouldn't be here, just like he said!"
Grabbing the dog by the shoulders as he pulled him up, Donovan gave Noel a lovely punch, returning the favor for the sheep with a rough grunt.
"Maybe that'll teach you to punch people, see how it fee-...ehhh?!"
It was the tiger, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere to knock the wolf away and onto the floor with a forceful closeline-like maneuver, gazing down at the dog with furrowed brows.
"Are you alright, there, Noel?"
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Post by Ed-chan on Aug 1, 2006 22:35:17 GMT -5
"Yeah, think so." The canine muttered, wiping the thin trail of spittle from his jaw. Carefully, he stared at it, just to make sure he wasn't bleeding or anything. He hadn't tasted any, nor did he spot or smell any.
Meanwhile, that sheep had recovered, stomped over to the dog in a huff, and then before Noel even had the chance to pick himself from off of the floor, he was given a swift kick in his most sensitive area.
"What was that for, you jerk? All I did was push him down the stairs!"
Cassidy made it sound like he was being persecuted, like what he had done was innocent and of good intentions. The only reply he received from the dog was a series of pained yelping.
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