FactionGuerrilla
I'll do what I can.
Health: Perfect
Status: Begging
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
Mentions: Claire TheElenaFisher , GM CocoaMarshmallow , Snake? Venom Snake , Steve LilacMonarch
Formatting: 737d84 HEX
Links: CS / Next Post
D-DOG COULDN’T HELP BUT ENJOY THE NEW SIGHTS AND SMELLS.
Obviously, like a loyal canine, he still missed his master, Big Boss, but this gaudy city was actually kind of friendly. So far, nobody that DD had encountered smelled like trouble like the soldiers in Afghanistan or the Angola-Zaire region, and some people had even given him pats and belly rubs despite the fact that he was obviously not your normal dog. Sometimes, that came at the cost of being photographed, but he didn’t really mind the attention.
This was the third day he was stuck in Las Vegas, after disappearing from Mother Base altogether. He’d mostly subsisted on travelling between dog parks for both treats- which weren’t really food, but at least it was something- from admirers and help operating the water fountains. But today he’d had enough of dog treats and wanted actual food scraps. So what better place to head to than a restaurant?
So it was on that day that a wolf wearing an eyepatch, a visor and a sneaking suit came trotting through the doors of the restaurant, though DD spotted what seemed to be a glint across the street before heading indoors. Once again, nobody inside smelled like they would be hostile, so he trotted over to a group of misfits that were forming up. As Claire, her admirer, Steve, and FL4K all kind of gathered up in a group, DD sauntered over to the quartet before sitting down between them all, gently tilting his head as if nonverbally begging for human food. Whether any of them wanted to either feed the apparent attack dog or shoo him off was up to any of the characters, but DD had definitely smelled meat on at least one of them- Steve and FL4K in particular.
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