Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Kawazoe started to cuddle with Miyuki somehow filling her doing it and did not wake up
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Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Gale was trapped he had two options wait for Chie to free them or pay a year of his life to go back in time. (I can stop the injurys if I go back.) He pulled out his phone and called Chie. "I love you, and I'm kinda trapped in here you have a way to get us out."
"Yeah I can help you with whatever but you will owe me that's how I play the game of favors." He got in his car and moved some trash out of the passenger seat. "Getting in." He smiled and pulled out a cig and began to smoke.
"Yeah I can help you with whatever but you will owe me that's how I play the game of favors." He got in his car and moved some trash out of the passenger seat. "Getting in." He smiled and pulled out a cig and began to smoke.
Miyuki
Jirachi-Sama / Red Masquerade
Chie tries to respond, but the hallway starts shooting electricity all over the place, Chie unable to respond while she's busy dodging all of it. She started to run through the hallway, just barely able to avoid all the electricity shooting at her, eventually making it to a place where she could get away from all of it. "Yes, I've got a plan, though it might take me a little while. It should be done in time to get Ookami medical attention though." She didn't know about Kirisaki being in that room with them.
Chie made her way back to the halls, avoiding every kind of trap there was, eventually getting to some kind of secluded room with no lighting whatsoever. She entered, shooting the ceiling to give her a little bit of light from the flash of the gun to see what was inside. To her surprise, she'd ended up in a room covered by blood. Moments after the shot, sparks came from the ceiling, and the room started to light up, dead bodies everywhere, and them all quite obviously either killed by some otherworldly creature, or they committed suicide. She found a switch over in the corner, tossing her knife to flip it, which made the ropes on Ookami and Kirisaki able to be taken off, as well as unlocked the door to the room.
(I have to go now. Both Kirisaki and Ookami are unconscious, and Chie can't be found anywhere. Miyuki's not waking up, and Kitsune is still passed out from Chie's little kiss that drains energy.)
Chie made her way back to the halls, avoiding every kind of trap there was, eventually getting to some kind of secluded room with no lighting whatsoever. She entered, shooting the ceiling to give her a little bit of light from the flash of the gun to see what was inside. To her surprise, she'd ended up in a room covered by blood. Moments after the shot, sparks came from the ceiling, and the room started to light up, dead bodies everywhere, and them all quite obviously either killed by some otherworldly creature, or they committed suicide. She found a switch over in the corner, tossing her knife to flip it, which made the ropes on Ookami and Kirisaki able to be taken off, as well as unlocked the door to the room.
(I have to go now. Both Kirisaki and Ookami are unconscious, and Chie can't be found anywhere. Miyuki's not waking up, and Kitsune is still passed out from Chie's little kiss that drains energy.)
Owlmun
Birb
Once the trash was moved he slid into the car, shoving the brush in his pocket and kept the gun on his lap, safety on and pointed toward the door away from the engine and Toby. Yeah, he'd definitely handled guns before.
"I have one rule for favors, they stay even. If I see the favor being returned as something not of equal value then you will pick something else, otherwise I will kill you just for the hell of it." he said with a playful smile that held the true danger, the truth, just underneath, anyone could tell if they looked close enough. In Dungeons and Dragons he would be clearly classified as Chaotic Neutral, only doing things that benefited himself or entertained him, not on the side of good or evil, only himself and he found it fun.
"I could very well easily kill you right now if it would entertain me. I am rather bored. But you're useful to me as I could be to you and I have a rather irritating problem so I'll play along." he hummed, reaching up to rub his ear. Maybe he'd get a piercing later that week. He'd been contemplating getting one but he'd never had enough money, not with his present from Kitsune he had enough to last him the year with how little he ate so he had enough to get a piercing. Should he get an industrial piercing or helix? That's what he was wondering.
"I have one rule for favors, they stay even. If I see the favor being returned as something not of equal value then you will pick something else, otherwise I will kill you just for the hell of it." he said with a playful smile that held the true danger, the truth, just underneath, anyone could tell if they looked close enough. In Dungeons and Dragons he would be clearly classified as Chaotic Neutral, only doing things that benefited himself or entertained him, not on the side of good or evil, only himself and he found it fun.
"I could very well easily kill you right now if it would entertain me. I am rather bored. But you're useful to me as I could be to you and I have a rather irritating problem so I'll play along." he hummed, reaching up to rub his ear. Maybe he'd get a piercing later that week. He'd been contemplating getting one but he'd never had enough money, not with his present from Kitsune he had enough to last him the year with how little he ate so he had enough to get a piercing. Should he get an industrial piercing or helix? That's what he was wondering.
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Kawazoe woke up and noticed that he was cuddling with Miyuki he didn't move that much Not wanting to wake her up he felt happy even if you never heard someone say that they love him he thought that he loved her too"I...I love you to Miyuki."
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Toby laughed at the thought of this guy killing him. He had fasked his death hundreds of times killed thousands robbed some of the world biggest banks and even had access to a third of the worlds nuclear wepons, and yet he loved this guy for having the guts to speak to him this way. They arrived at the shooting range. "So what was that favor you needed."
Owlmun
Birb
"I need you to brush my back and tail out. I injured my back a few years ago falling out a third story window onto a dumpster and it never healed right so I can't exactly twist around far enough to brush it. I can when I fight because I block out the pain to survive but once it wears off you can be sure as hell that I'll be sore in the morning." he laughed as he pulled the brush out of his pocket and pulled the back of his tank top up. His fur was quite a mess but clearly clean, just matted and tangled and clearly a hinderance.
"It's highly uncomfortable and distracting. I really need to find someone willing to be a part time caretaker or something. The only person I know that would be willing to be such probably wouldn't be a good choice seeing as she has formed a romantic attachment to me it seems. Would be a bit...time consuming with her knowledge of certain things about me. I need someone who won't care about that and just be able to help me when I need it. My roommate is a terrible choice. Lord of the douche bags and tends to send me into a rage with every other word that slips out of his god damned mouth." He was quite a chatter box when he was in this mood, probably because he was dealing with his own fur tugging on his skin, like when your hair gets tangled in a rather obnoxious knot but covering a wider area. It was hell. Give a few minutes and it would be easily gotten rid of.
"It's highly uncomfortable and distracting. I really need to find someone willing to be a part time caretaker or something. The only person I know that would be willing to be such probably wouldn't be a good choice seeing as she has formed a romantic attachment to me it seems. Would be a bit...time consuming with her knowledge of certain things about me. I need someone who won't care about that and just be able to help me when I need it. My roommate is a terrible choice. Lord of the douche bags and tends to send me into a rage with every other word that slips out of his god damned mouth." He was quite a chatter box when he was in this mood, probably because he was dealing with his own fur tugging on his skin, like when your hair gets tangled in a rather obnoxious knot but covering a wider area. It was hell. Give a few minutes and it would be easily gotten rid of.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Toby did it. he use to have to deal with dead body's of the people his fellow gang members killed. This sembed tame compared to that. Once he was done he walked into the gun range. Mem following behind him. "So who is this person interested in you." He laughs a bit. "I wouldn't go just turning them down if I were you." Toby had tooken on a much more friendly mood. For the simple reason he was happy for just making a few more thousand dollars from that bank hiest.
Owlmun
Birb
"Well...she's the first friend I made since I arrived here two days ago. It's funny how fast a human can create a romantic interest in someone. I don't understand how some of them can't grasp the concept of someone being gay though." he murred, pouting as he followed him inside. "It's like telling someone you aren't interested in them and yet they still follow you around, trying to woo you, but you physically cannot be attracted to them! They don't seem to understand it. What if I find someone I am attracted to? What then? It'll only upset her more and I don't know if she's unstable or not. What if she's yandere? Oh god...that will be pure insanity to deal with an I'll more than likely have to kill HER. Just...too many complications." He groaned and shook his hair out, brushing the black and white fringe off to the side.
"Have you ever gone to a bar and been followed around by one of those obsessive people that you just aren't attracted to and you just try to ignore them until they go away or just stop trying to woo you but they won't?" he asked, his tail flicking in thought as he examined the gun, checking it for any faults.
"Have you ever gone to a bar and been followed around by one of those obsessive people that you just aren't attracted to and you just try to ignore them until they go away or just stop trying to woo you but they won't?" he asked, his tail flicking in thought as he examined the gun, checking it for any faults.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
"The last time someone that happend to me I shot them down. Eather way I would explain this to her before she dose go crazy. Or I can deal with her for you." He walks out onto the range and starts shooting the targets down with perfect accuracy.
Owlmun
Birb
He knew he needed to. It would probably be best. But he'd never had to do this before and his words had a habit of getting misinterpreted and hurting the person he was trying to tell. He decided it would be better to have this stranger explain it to her.
"If you hurt her though, physically or psychologically, I won't be able to keep my rage at bay. There's no telling what I'll do. I have no control over the rage."
He followed him into the range and started with his own targets, enjoying this a bit too much, his aim was near perfect, hitting the heart and brain markers and vital organ markers precisely most times more an more as his vicious excitement grew. As he moved onto more solid targets rather than paper, like the semi-gelatin molds, he grew more and more crazed it seemed but with his insanity his aim hit dead center every time. Until he lost control, switching the safety on just before he dropped onto all fours, his spine popping several times along with other bones, adjusting. It wasn't a back injury giving him problems, it was his own body it seemed. His body wasn't right. It seemed to be used to a feral stance, his wild mind taking control, it seemed much better than his other stance.
With a sharp yip of wild excitement he ran at the target, lunging and tackling it off the stand, his jaws wrapping around the throat and digging in viciously deep, all the way down to the synthetic skeletal structure which he bit past as well with a loud crunch. Those bones were made out a substance just a few grades stronger than natural human bones and his jaws tore right past it like nothing! Maybe this feral state of his was better. It was like a better version of what the humans called a werewolf. Like he still retained his human mind but the killing, he enjoyed it like he was receiving free reign in a candy store! His claws tore into the chest and fake organs. Everything in this city was so high end thanks to its residents and all the money they put into it. Making the shooting range as best as possible, the higher targets more realistic and he was ecstatic. The target was a little less than destroyed when he finally got off it and looked to Toby. His eyes were different. They were like someone had poured the very essence of wild rage into him, the urge to destroy was near blinding for him. He felt the need to attack Toby but for some reason he didn't. He only went to his side and sat down, reaching up to wipe the frothy saliva off his muzzle, spitting out chunks of plastic gelatin and whatever else the dummy was made of. He was still in that wild state, craving to destroy whatever he could but was he waiting for an order from Toby?
"If you hurt her though, physically or psychologically, I won't be able to keep my rage at bay. There's no telling what I'll do. I have no control over the rage."
He followed him into the range and started with his own targets, enjoying this a bit too much, his aim was near perfect, hitting the heart and brain markers and vital organ markers precisely most times more an more as his vicious excitement grew. As he moved onto more solid targets rather than paper, like the semi-gelatin molds, he grew more and more crazed it seemed but with his insanity his aim hit dead center every time. Until he lost control, switching the safety on just before he dropped onto all fours, his spine popping several times along with other bones, adjusting. It wasn't a back injury giving him problems, it was his own body it seemed. His body wasn't right. It seemed to be used to a feral stance, his wild mind taking control, it seemed much better than his other stance.
With a sharp yip of wild excitement he ran at the target, lunging and tackling it off the stand, his jaws wrapping around the throat and digging in viciously deep, all the way down to the synthetic skeletal structure which he bit past as well with a loud crunch. Those bones were made out a substance just a few grades stronger than natural human bones and his jaws tore right past it like nothing! Maybe this feral state of his was better. It was like a better version of what the humans called a werewolf. Like he still retained his human mind but the killing, he enjoyed it like he was receiving free reign in a candy store! His claws tore into the chest and fake organs. Everything in this city was so high end thanks to its residents and all the money they put into it. Making the shooting range as best as possible, the higher targets more realistic and he was ecstatic. The target was a little less than destroyed when he finally got off it and looked to Toby. His eyes were different. They were like someone had poured the very essence of wild rage into him, the urge to destroy was near blinding for him. He felt the need to attack Toby but for some reason he didn't. He only went to his side and sat down, reaching up to wipe the frothy saliva off his muzzle, spitting out chunks of plastic gelatin and whatever else the dummy was made of. He was still in that wild state, craving to destroy whatever he could but was he waiting for an order from Toby?
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Toby enjoyed the show laughing he had already killed the service workers that walked in to stop the guy. "You want a target don't you." He pulled up a picture on his phone. "The guy's name is Chester I would like him dead but I'm trying to lay low how about you help me out. I'll be sure to pay you back." Toby laughs this was gonna be fun.
Chester was walking around with Xobic enjoying being back with him. "I love you Xobic" He kissed him again. A flash of worry hit him "oh no I forgot to send back in the game fixes." He ran back to his house in a blinding flash.
Chester was walking around with Xobic enjoying being back with him. "I love you Xobic" He kissed him again. A flash of worry hit him "oh no I forgot to send back in the game fixes." He ran back to his house in a blinding flash.
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Xobic runs right beside him back to the house"if you weren't working out with me you be tired right now and I miss you saying I love you"
Owlmun
Birb
"Where is he? Do you have anything that smells like him so I know it's him so I don't accidentally kill someone else?"
He may be a machine of pure destruction but his human mind still held values. If he's given a target he wasn't going to kill someone he wasn't supposed to unless he had to. He gave Toby's leg a quick, playful nip, grinning widely. For something so aggressive he still seemed like a huge puppy as he started tugging at his pant leg, trying to pull him down or knock him over. Did he want to wrestle? He didn't even know, he wanted to play before going off to kill someone.
He may be a machine of pure destruction but his human mind still held values. If he's given a target he wasn't going to kill someone he wasn't supposed to unless he had to. He gave Toby's leg a quick, playful nip, grinning widely. For something so aggressive he still seemed like a huge puppy as he started tugging at his pant leg, trying to pull him down or knock him over. Did he want to wrestle? He didn't even know, he wanted to play before going off to kill someone.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Toby pulled went to his car a pulled out one of Chesters t shirts that he stole for this reason alone. "Here is the scent boy. Enjoy killing him." And with that Toby's worries were gone he wouldn't have to see that boy again, and Chester didn't even remember who Toby was. "ahh I love it when things go my way."
Chester ran along with Xobic racing home. "I love you." He said again. Then he felt a second stage of deeper worry then he remembered who Toby was and had a mental breakdown on the spot. He was pushed into a state of pure panic. "X..Xobic I'm gonna die." After that he stopped talking and just sat there on his knees panicking.
Chester ran along with Xobic racing home. "I love you." He said again. Then he felt a second stage of deeper worry then he remembered who Toby was and had a mental breakdown on the spot. He was pushed into a state of pure panic. "X..Xobic I'm gonna die." After that he stopped talking and just sat there on his knees panicking.
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Xobic pick Chester up and started to run with him in his arms holding him like a baby"from what.what are you going to die from"
Owlmun
Birb
Memios grinned wildly now that he had the scent, but unfortunately for Toby he also had his scent and it was unpredictable what Mem would do after he dealt with Chester, he could come back to kill Toby just for fun but he could come back just to play with him or receive more orders. It was hard to tell, but there was no telling what he'd do. But as soon as he had the scent he was off, tracking like a rabid blood hound.
He caught Chester's scent, he didn't know where but he had it and was bounding across town until he found a home. It looked rather interesting.
He looked around, knowing it would be terrible to go through the front door.
Then he saw them run out and he hid, waiting a second before following the pair, claws scraping on the asphalt giving him more traction and allowing more speed. This was exciting. He yipped in excitement, drool hanging from his jaws, eyes mirroring the pleasure of the hunt he was feeling. It was glorious! His human mind hated it and it would more than likely end in him having a seizure as his minds battled it out but for now the wild side was in control and all he wanted to do was kill, just for the pleasure of killing, he could go for hours without getting tired but they would get worn down sooner or later and he would get them then.
He caught Chester's scent, he didn't know where but he had it and was bounding across town until he found a home. It looked rather interesting.
He looked around, knowing it would be terrible to go through the front door.
Then he saw them run out and he hid, waiting a second before following the pair, claws scraping on the asphalt giving him more traction and allowing more speed. This was exciting. He yipped in excitement, drool hanging from his jaws, eyes mirroring the pleasure of the hunt he was feeling. It was glorious! His human mind hated it and it would more than likely end in him having a seizure as his minds battled it out but for now the wild side was in control and all he wanted to do was kill, just for the pleasure of killing, he could go for hours without getting tired but they would get worn down sooner or later and he would get them then.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Chester just stood there shaking memories flodding in from his past. He opened his phone and dialed a number he didn't even know who's but he felt like he should. "Help" was all he whispered into it. "You finnaly called little one perhaps I will." Kyle Pit sat in his office. "I have somewhere to be and only mere seconds to be there. This would be a great time to try out the teleportation device."
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Xobic did not know what was going on and was to worry to carry.
Owlmun
Birb
Mem finally saw them and added a bit more speed to his gait. Tears were spilling down his muzzle as his human mind protested; frothing at the mouth as his wild side grew more and more excited. He snarled and lunged, jaws open, and claws at ready to grip on. He met with Xobic's back, pushing his head to the side as his jaws went to clamp onto Chester's shoulder and drag him away.
He didn't want to do this!
He wanted to do this!
He didn't!
Yet he did!
It was a raging battle in his mind, his body starting to twitch even as he was snapping his jaws viciously at both Xobic and Chester. Between his snapping his tame mind was able to speak, telling him how sorry he was, that he didn't want to do this, that he couldn't control it, that he needed to be sedated...
He didn't want to do this!
He wanted to do this!
He didn't!
Yet he did!
It was a raging battle in his mind, his body starting to twitch even as he was snapping his jaws viciously at both Xobic and Chester. Between his snapping his tame mind was able to speak, telling him how sorry he was, that he didn't want to do this, that he couldn't control it, that he needed to be sedated...
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Xobic grab Mem getting fit in the process and punching him in the head knocking him out
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Chester sat panicked when a helicopter came out of seemingly nowhere. Mem was not knocked out he was coming for Chester. When Kyle dropped down with ten souldures. "Sedate the beast" the men moved in and shot sedation darts at the beast well forming a protective circle around Chester and Xobic. The beast was tooken care of. "It's been a while Chester my boy come with me." Without hesitation Chester gets in the helicopter "com on Xobic" He helps Xobic on and they are flown to one of Kyle's many mansions.
Blood dog
the one dog you can't run from
Xobic got into the helicopter"can someone please tell me what is going on right now"
Owlmun
Birb
Mem had been snapping at Chester when the soldier's came. He roared at them, a sound of vicious, pure rage that would make even the most trained of men shit their pants. Until the sedatives hit him. So many at once lodging into his flesh. He charged for a moment before they kicked in and his wild mind started to panic, now focusing on trying to keep moving, brushing a few off but the meds were already in his blood stream and his vision was blurring, making him sick to his stomach. Even his tame side panicked, mainly out of instinct. He whined and snarled against invisible restraints as his body refused to obey his mind.
Then he dropped, limp on the ground, awake but in such a fog that he had no idea what was going on. Were they going to kill him? Were they going to capture him for research to figure out what was wrong with him? Were they going to just going to leave him there?He was terrified but knew he needed to have the sedatives.
Then he dropped, limp on the ground, awake but in such a fog that he had no idea what was going on. Were they going to kill him? Were they going to capture him for research to figure out what was wrong with him? Were they going to just going to leave him there?He was terrified but knew he needed to have the sedatives.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Kyle called his men. "Return him to his dorm and destroy his memories of this moment and anything leading up to it. Also get me blood and tissue samples for further study." He got of the phone. "So you want explanations don't you. I'm am Chesters father figure you could say I took him under my wing when his parents died he worked in the reasherch division at such a young age it was amazing how smart you were. But then terrorists came and we needed to hide are projects so we suppressed and replaced some of Chesters memories for his safety of course, then sent him to America." The reached the manner "please follow me."
Chester followed him into a huge office like room and took a seat. "I want my memories back now." Chester stared at the man, and for some strange reason trusted him even more then he did Xobic. "Why is that guy after me again did he know this would happen." A small pill was presented to Chester.
"Swallow it it'll restore you're memories 100% Then you may ask me questions."
Chester followed him into a huge office like room and took a seat. "I want my memories back now." Chester stared at the man, and for some strange reason trusted him even more then he did Xobic. "Why is that guy after me again did he know this would happen." A small pill was presented to Chester.
"Swallow it it'll restore you're memories 100% Then you may ask me questions."
