₪ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇ ₪ ~Roleplay~

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    Ooc: ray and enya are in the mcdonalds, and enya was standing defensively so I assumed rune was talking to them...


    Taylor:


    My focus went back to trojan and I licked my lips at the sight of the food. I sat down and smiled, my long tail wrapping around my left hip. I blushed as I saw the rose. "I...I...tro, I...." I sighed, unable to find my words. My heart was racing 90 miles a minute, and it was pounding so loud I swore he'd be able to hear it. I wasn't sure why Iwas feeling this way, or if I liked it. My throat felt thick like I had a lump in it. Taking a few seconds, I took a deep breath and cleared my voice. "Thankyou." Was all I managed to say. The sound my throat produced was weak and wimpy, but I made no effort to redeem it. The sound have to work as Ifelt unable to say another word. My stomach tossed and turned yet I managed a smile, despite my nervousness.

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    "If you don't like it, I can go.." He whimpered, his eyes scared once more he'd lose her. He sat in front of her and nudged some meat forward on the 'table'.


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    I felt awful then. "No tro...I..I'm sorry." I couldn't breathe then and began to panic. I was stressed out so much about everything lately, Ihad begun to make myself sick. I took a step backwards before turning and bolting. My mind was spinning.and I couldn't concentrate. I ran around the corner and my stomach lurched behind a fake plant. My stomach was empty to begin with, but now there was absolutely nothing left in it. I looked around to see where I was, finding myself outside the front doors of a mcdonalds. I heard something coming and quickly bolted through the doors, not knowing there were several dogs already inside. I turned around to face a very large dog eating snack wraps, and two others looking very defensively. The lump in my throat returned and I was filled with fear. Were they going to hurt me? My tail tucked and I crouched down, avoiding from looking into their eyes. However, I did watch them from the corner of my eyes.



    [align=center][font=papyrus][size=10][color=black]I looked at Ray in disbelief as he yet again placed himself between me and the brute who obviously had no interest in attacking. I walked.around him, sitting down and showing that I didn't need protecting. I wasn't a weakling. And just because I was a femme didn't mean I couldn't take on the brute with is of I had to. I stood up, walking over to a table so I could sit down.


    Ooc;; low muse.

    Yeahhh. Maybe suddenly zombies form an army and all dogs come together.then big fight?


    Ray: I let out a huff and followed enya to the table, sitting down quietly. My attention then went to the door where a tall, skinny cream saluki fae crouched, obviously scared. I gave her a smile of reassurance before laying down. A yawn escaped my throat and Iblinked my eyes slowly before looking back at the large brute. Even if enya didn't think of him as a threat, I was still wary. Maybe its simply because of my past Ihave troubles trusting males. Who knows...

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    Yeah, that could give Azalea something to do, because I don't just want her to walk out with all the other dogs. But if zombies came, it'd be like she has to make a choice; Fight with the other dogs, or fight the zombies herself. Hm, I wonder what the answer to that could be?

    Hm.. I'm not sure. We should make a plot thread for this. I'll make it later if I can, or Mya or Paris/Rebel, if u wanna make it?

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    I finally shattered. I whimpered and whined, tears slipping down my cheeks. She would never come back. She hated me. I sighed and walked away, tail tucked and ears pinned.


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    Don't let it break you.
    No matter how hard things get,
    Life goes on.


    [font=georgia][size=10][color=black]OOC: Considering to quit this...
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    I could feel the hunger inside me, and I let my feathery tail softly whisk back and forth behind me as I slid my paws over the concrete in a silent bound. My thick velvet fur was like a flash of red as I headed into town. I felt worry seep into my skin as I imagined dying in this cold place, with no one caring nor knowing I ever existed...


    I let out a soft whine, getting down on my belly and crawling underneath a rusted car. It appeared I was in a parking lot of a rather large, busy building that has often been called, a mall. I poked my head from under the car, watching dogs pass by but not bothering to socialize. Of course, I was rather noticeable with my impeccable red fur.

    Ya.. my beautiful thread is already dying... :'C


    If we could get a good plot, maybe wut Scout suggested, into place, maybe people'll stay, but I highly doubt it, since there's so much love. the thread turned into a love and crush thing instead of zombies and death >D xD.

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    xD I don't mind the zombies and what not, it's just I don't know what to do with my character. . . And I don't think you've seen me yet? I. . . Well, kinda just joined. =3

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    So far, mine has too, but I can't blame anyone because she's not really. . . Trying to be noticed, she's just lurking. Where is your character? Or who?

    I backed out of the mcdonalds slowly until I was out the door. There was a strange smell around and it took me only a second to figure out what it was. My eyes widened with fear as Irecognized the smell of death. I whimpered silently to myself and looked around. There were mysterious shadows lurking about, not just one, but several. They didn't move or smell as a normal, alive dog does, they smelt as they were zombies. I looked behind me, considering to go back in where I could be safer, but instead snuck around the corner back to where trojan was. I barked quietly, just so he could hear. "Trojan! Hurry! Z z zombies!" My eyes looked around for any other dogs around, seeing some in the distance Ibarked again. My voice was louder this time, I wanted the others to get to safety too. My heart was racing and I began to tremble, yet stood my ground. It seemed all the zombies were emerging from their hhiding places, ready to come get us all. The thought of that sent images of everyone dying a harsh death, including me. I shivered and hoped trojan would just hurry up, then we could get to safety at the mcdonalds where others were. I barked one last time, and this time it echoed, sending my warning of the zombies throughout the mall.


    Ooc:sorry my 2 charries r kinda making it a love thread etc. Wanted them to get attached before something big happened... let me know if I need to edit my postabout the zombie thing:) thought we could atleast use this idea until another ones thought of and try to save the thread

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    .:Azalea:.


    I heard the bark, and tilted my head to the side, wondering why the dog had called out loudly. Have they seen me? I fretted, backing further into the shadows. I didn't go back far. My haunches touched something cold, solid, and. . . Fur? I looked behind me and let out a yelp of pure horror. A glowing, evil pair of eyes stared into my eyes. But not glowing with life. Glowing with death. I bolted from my hiding place, at this point not caring about what the other dogs thought, or did. Whatever they had in store for me was better than anything the undead dogs might do! I dashed onto the counter of a Pizza Hut in the Mall clearing, where I was on higher ground than the zombies, and could see any of them coming for me. Now that I looked around, I don't know how I wasn't dead already. Or how I didn't smell them. The evil, lifeless dogs were emerging from what seemed like every corner, every shadow. . . I crouched on the flat marble surface, and prayed that maybe I'd live.

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    [align=center](ur fine Scoutie <3)


    I perked my ears as I heard something in the mall. I glanced around, unaware of a zombie dog creeping up behind me. I took a couple steps forward, and tasted the air. But I was too late. I heard a click, a snarl, and I tumbled to the ground, at the edge of the escalator, a zombie on top of me. I yelped with surprise as I tumbled to the ground. Our weight uneven, we topple over and tumbled down the escalator, creating a ton of racket. Barking in pain whenever I hit the stair, I attempted to throw the zombie off of me, but we were tumbling too fast. At the bottom, I was on top. I snarled, pulling the zombie off of me and leaping away. I heard another snarl behind me and ducked just in time, and I saw the zombie tumble in to the first one that had tumbled down with me down the broken escalator. I leaped forward, sinking my jaws into the cranium of one of the zombie dogs, and I landed on top of him. I dug my front claws into the sides of his neck, and my hind legs into his back. His legs locked and he fell, and I pulled. I heard a disgusting ripping sound, and I fell off, the dog's head in my jaws. I spat it out, and glared at the second zombie dog.