Tнє Pℓαgυє Dσgѕ (REMAKE VI) | PRIVATE

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    [sup]The Plague Dogs VI is the fourth remake of an apocalyptic roleplay that goes back to 2012,
    and was highly successful in terms of activity - reaching page 350 before an idle period. The foll-
    owing remakes also reached numbers to boast of, until we finally kicked the hay. The Plague Dogs
    are now back, thriving strong as they always have in a world plagued by an infection known as the
    V-1 virus. The human population has been wiped out, leaving the remaining creatures with a deadly
    sickness devouring our world as we know it. Dogs infected with the V-1 virus will gain the personality
    traits of a rabid dog; inhumane, violent, hostile and biting onto whatever they can sink their teeth
    into. Avoid dog bites, or face the burden of carrying the infection and turning into one of them.
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    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black]I guess it's uh..
    Private for all former members of TPD.


    [sup]plus taco



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    It's hard finding a good pic of this breed. x-x Also, where should the current setting be?




    A yawn intruded the open space around his being, occupying the once blank emptiness void of the faintest sounds as he released it from deep within his ribcage in a desperate bid to brush off his fatigue and exhaustion. His hazel eyes then proceeded to hastily scan his surroundings and prowl for the familiar figures of his comrades --but to little avail. Finally, he allowed his tongue to loll out within the outlines of his jaw as a hoarse voice escaped, ''Maayaaa. Where ya' gone off to?''



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    The scent of tainted oil filled Alister's sensitive nostrils. Her nose twitched and her nostrils flared as a small drip of oil fell on her muzzle. She lazily rose to her paws; finding shelter underneath a worn down, deteriorated vehicle probably wasn't the wisest of options. Alister cautiously stepped out from the shade of the old car. She swished her head side to side, looking for the slightest sign of other dogs. She had to be wary, avoiding danger. She had seen what those bites could do to one dog. It turned the most noble dog she knew into a mindless beast. She heaved a sigh, setting out once again and her floppy ears bouncing up and down. She heard something- A voice. Her dotted eyebrows rose in curiosity but at the same time.. fear. Perhaps she should go back to the wreaking smell of the vehicle. Alister began to hesitantly shuffle back.

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    A sudden unfamiliar scent invaded his nostrils, and he failed to tag it. ''A newcomer. Maya, there's another one out there,'' his head repeatedly rotating in a repetitive and peculiar fashion, he attempted once more to locate her --again in vain. ''She'll show up,'' He finally decided, setting a hesitant foot outside the rusty and abandoned van. Before booming forward and sprinting past debris and remnants of a once thriving city, he pinpointed to the direction of the scent's upbringing. ''I'm here, and uh.. Sane. I'm a survivor, we've got a group!''


    YOUR FANCYPOST TACO



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    Alister's ears raised in the slightest, she stalked back out after she heard the safe word and heaved a sigh of relief. She noted the look of the dog in the distance. A medium sized dog, a shiba. She slowly walked towards the canine. Her gaze kept on darting, as if to keep an eye on something that never even seemed to appear, or to hold a threat to her well being. Anxiety must had been controlling that reflex of hers. The scent of the dog filled her ever wondering nostrils. Alister turned her stare soon enough to the dog. "My name is Alister, what's your name? " She asked in a soft tone.

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    I LOVE TPD LOGIC THO.
    BITE AN INFECTED DOG - WALK AWAY CLEANIO.
    GET BIT BY AN INFECTED - SOSOS MERCY EXECUTION COMMENCE.




    With a passion fueled by the excitement of setting a nametag to this newly discovered figure, Anex propelled forward; kicking into the moist soil with his hinds and casting a trail of debris behind him. ''I got 'ya!'' In a sudden flash of realization that he'd overlooked and passed the petite frame of a young beagle, he skidded to a halt and managed to injure his hock. A faint yowl forced itself up his parched throat, but he kept his posture and turned to face her. ''Didn't see you there.''



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    Alister watched as the dog skidded across the area before her. She blinked slowly, sneezing as the dust got kicked up from the ground, a result of the shiba running around. Alister heard the yelp and seemed a bit alarmed, before realizing the scrape on his leg. It didn't seem to be bleeding, but the yelp stated that it caused pain to some extent. She had been standing, waiting for him to come to a standstill. Quite the energetic dog! A small, light chuckle escaped her jaws as he saw him locked up, keeping a position and speak a reply. "I see!" She replied, lowering her chest to the ground, a playful position she was now settled into. " What's your name? " She inquired.

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