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Post by WonderDog on Jun 5, 2010 9:56:16 GMT -5
When Naomi said she could, Britney's heart leaped with joy. At last, a chance to make it right. A chance to avoid death for ONCE. But he was getting weaker. Britney could feel the wet blood (or what was left of it at this point) seeping onto her fur. But it was going away. She didn't look, just in case it was all another waste... like hiding from the mutts who killed her mother, or running from the doberman dogs that killed John. Poppy re-joined the group, in astonishment, watching Naomi do... magic. Watching her brother get better. She smiled happily as his wounds faded away. Britney heard Soapy call for her to look. Slowly, Britney looked. He looked untouched, fine, sleeping... dead. She nudged him, expecting and very much hoping him to rear his head and bang it against something, like his usual self. He didn't budge. He just lay there. Poppy's smile faded slowly, and she also nudged him. "He's dead..." Britney whispered. "I know he is... or at least he WILL die..." "He has a heart beat" Poppy said, after listening closely for a pulse. "So he's still alive but for how long? Surely the wounds are gone but... what about the pain? Did that magically go away too? And the weakness?" She looked at Dale again after departing her glaze to the others. "No... he'll die" Britney whispered, still in the same stony posistion and the same stunned facial expression. She stood up slowly. "Of course he won't, don't be so stupid!" Jimmy spoke, for the first time in a while, with an angry expression over his face. "I agree with Soapy's plan, we better get huim somewhere if you all want him to live." "Don't you?" Poppy asked, her eyes soft with compassion and confusion. Jimmy quickly tried to think of something mean or negative to say. He merely shurgged and said, "Yea..." "C'mon then" Britney said. "I think I'm a bit weak to carry him... why don't you do it, Jimmy? Your strong..." "Who, me?" Jimmy asked. He mumbled something rather rude before helping Soapy and taking Britney's place. "Why do I always get the back ends anyway?!"
(OOC- Not my best. But... chiaaaaaaa.)
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Post by kintarostiger on Jun 7, 2010 7:54:09 GMT -5
Naomi nodded as her healing psionics ended, Dale healed enough that his wounds were gone. Regretting that she was unable to restore his strength as well, she sighed to herself.
"Huh...?" said Keith, his mind just ending a mental prayer for Dale's safety. "Uhm, yeah. My owner, Paul, can look after Dale. Uhm... I'll go and lead you guys there. Follow me, and everyone else, stick by Naomi and this Sarai dog. I have a feeling they'll be good for protecting you all". ~~~ Belladonna sneered to Zoey. "My, that's an acid tongue for such a weak pup like yourself. If you must know, then yes, I did. Otherwise these bumbling fools could never so much as catch a fish out of water".
She turned to Jamiel and spoke to him, "I trust you'll not let me down again, correct, earthbound spirit? In that case, the plan is going perfectly. All we need is the soul of a psychic and a good number of other worthless spirits to perfect my plan. And, I just so happen to know two who can aid us. Seek out the ones named Naomi Thorn and Sarai. But watch yourself... Sarai is a guardian angel under my goody-goody cousin's order. Her whip, Penance, can seriously hurt you. Catch her off-guard, and use this, which i swiped from someone planning to usurp me".
With that, she handed Jamiel over what looked like a human's spine. "The higher the faith in the supernatural that is held by whoever is struck by this whip, Apostasy, the more harm it will cause. Sarai will stand no chance against its unholy power".
Carface could not help but open his mouth and ask, "Hey, Belladonna, what about Killer and me?"
Belladonna rolled her eyes. "Ah. Yes. Well, you both can take these..." With that, she conjured a pair of pitch forks.
"Pitch forks? Aren't those ones just for those little imp squirts--"
"You'll take what I give you, Curruthers, and you'll like it!"
"Uh-uh-uhh... yes, Belladonna..." ~~~ Charlie nodded. "Yeah... if only I could catch the scent of ghosts though!" The German Shepherd was glad to see Aric okay, but he wished he could say the same for Zoey.
"Charles", spoke Annabelle's voice once more. In a glimmering flash of light, the angel whippet appeared before the others. "I wished to warn you earlier, but with everything going on and the magic being used... it was tough to get in a broadcast and I did not wish to distract you. If I may, let me fill you and Itchiford in... Belladonna intends to create something known as a 'Negative Zone', a plane where man and animal alike are driven to violence and destruction.
She seeks to take the souls of a psychic, Naomi Thorn, and one of my other guardian angels chosen to protect Naomi. If she gets them both, there will be no stopping her. I warn you though... I have forseen that a dastardly whip, one made from a spine, had been taken from... erm, heck... which can harm beings of high faith in the supernatural. If you encounter the whip, stay far from it and do anything you can to avoid it. One strike can end the life I had bestowed upon you, Charles.
So seek out Naomi and Sarai first, and if need be, you may borrow the whip of Sarai, the blessed weapon known as Penance. I wish you the best of luck. And..." With a circular waving of a paw, Charlie felt himself regain and lost strength from the battle as well as the tension in his spirit from the miracle usage ease.
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Post by Soapy on Jun 7, 2010 17:04:43 GMT -5
Soapy was surprised that Jimmy actually offered to help and giggled at his remark about always getting the back end. She glanced to Britney, who was probably thinking the same thought Soapy was about Jimmy's remark and then turned her attention to Keith who had spoke of his owner caring for Dale and that if they stayed close to Sarai and Naomi they would be safe until they reached Keith's home. Soapy felt a million questions running through her mind but her ignored them and thought later would be best. "Let's go Jimmy!", Soapy said urgently. She took off after Keith, Dale still on her back, forcing Jimmy to follow her. She ran through the gates of the graveyard and followed Keith down the street, being sure to stay close to both Naomi and Sarai.
(Bleh, short)
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Post by kintarostiger on Jun 10, 2010 14:33:17 GMT -5
(Everyone else, are you guys able? I'd prefer to wait until at least one other person posts before I continue. Furthermore, Soapy and WonderDog, are you guys able to join in at Alistair City yet?)
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Post by Charmyte on Jun 10, 2010 15:11:40 GMT -5
Jimael took the spine in paw. "Rest assured, Belladonna: this Naomi of which you speak will be yours before you know it. And as for Sarai, she'll be of no trouble." Jimael walked out of the alley. He turned in the opposite direction of the Flea Bite. He'd love to take a crack at the wolf who helped Charlie, but Jimael knew that Naomi was top priority.
One doesn't make Belladonna mad. After a mishap some time ago, Jimael found that out first hand. He still sports a limp, even though he's a spirit. As Jimael floated down the street, he thought he heard commotion, spiritual commotion, from the next block over.
"Some odd magic going down. It better be Sarai." Jimael muttered as he raced to the location. Slowing down as he reached a graveyard, Jimael hid in the shadows. No need to get other spirits attacking him by accident. Peeking out, Jimael saw several dogs leaving the graveyard, some carrying what seemed to be a dog carcass.
"Eh. Nothing. Just..." but he stopped when he heard one dog mention Sarai. "Well nevermind. But, which one is...? Perhaps it'd be best to follow them." Jimael snuck through the streets following the pack. Good. Next step, stop muttering plans to myself. ~~~~~~~~~ Itchy listened carefully to what Annabelle had to say. But, despite the message being directed towards Charlie and Itchy, Aric, too, listened closely. Strange things were happening. As Annabelle finished her briefing. Aric couldn't help but to ask a few questions.
"Okay, I understood none of that. Just what is going on here?"
Itchy looked at Charlie, trying to urge him to resume his normal lack of secrecy. Itchy didn't feeling being a relay of information, not this time.
(Jimael is on the hunt >_>)
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Post by WonderDog on Jun 11, 2010 10:52:53 GMT -5
Even Britney was a little shocked at Jimmy's... "generousity". He hardly ever helped anyone and it seemed... strange. Britney thought back to his story, to see if he had told her anything else... No. Not much, he didn't tell her anything about helping people in The Underbelly. Britney was often interesting in this "Underbelly" he spoke so highly off but she was not to speak of it or Jimmy will get mad at her. It all seemed to happen after a girl dog was mentioned... And here I was thinking him and Poppy were a match made in loopy heaven, Britney thought to herself. She gave a slight snort in amusement and starting silently chuckling to herself about her own joke. "What you laughing at, lady?! This is your brother here, idiot!" Jimmy snarled, snapping her out of it. Britney narrowed her eyes and snarled at him. "You wanna tussle, lover boy?!" "LOVER B- I was never in love, not now not ever, what gave you that idea?!" Jimmy snapped. Maybe a little too quickly for Britney's liking...? Britney shook her head, trying not to laugh. She was now certain Dale will be alright. Her mood just doesn't lift like this for no reason... Unless she was going mad with hunger. "Yes, let's" Britney said, her voice shakey with the war with herself not to laugh. "We must-" She snorted and then startign laughing. "BRITNEY! This is no laughing matter!" Poppy screeched. "Sorry... private thoughts" Britney said, before giggling again. "Syco..." Jimmy muttered, rolling his dark eyes. Britney narrowed her eyes, but couoldn't help the smile creeping across her face. Soapy took off, causing Jimmy to stumble and then follow her. "Dale owes me so much for that... do you here that, you mutt?! I expect a pack of meat with my name when your better... or even when you come around, coz I'm not liking this!" Jimmy snarled. Britney burst into fits of giggles again but then she frowned afterwards. Yes, she defintely needed food. It was getting giddy with hunger. When Britney get's giddy, she laughs non-stop about simple things. She burst out laughing... again. "The moon looks like a basketball!" she squealed, through laughter. "Let me explain" Poppy said. "Hunger makes Britney's giddy... we better get food in her before she starts laughing at death itself." "Micheal Jackson is dead" Britney giggled. "... that's not funny" Jimmy seethed, narrowing his eyes at her. "Pffffff, wead between de liiiiiiines" Britney snickered. "And let's do it fast" Jimmy added onto Poppy's comment. "She's starting to get really annoying..."
(OOC- Sorry for not posting and sorry for Britney's giddiness. I'm actually REALLY giddy at the moment. I suffer from giddiness a lot. I just burst out laughing for no reason. I think I've made too much of a reference to "Whatsername" but hey... if Soapy wanted to bring her in, there's an oppurtunity...)
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Post by Soapy on Jun 11, 2010 13:34:28 GMT -5
(Can you guys wait on my post? Sorry. I'm thinking about bringing Whatsername in but I don't know how to start it. Writer's block is evil! Pure evil!)
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Post by marines2 on Jun 11, 2010 13:37:44 GMT -5
(Hmn...I can try this out but I'm not good at paranormal stuff. *Shrugs* Sorry..plus I don't know where to start off)
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Post by WonderDog on Jun 11, 2010 14:56:28 GMT -5
(Well, if you do Soapy, it'll be worth the wait for me No rush, I can wait.)
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Post by Soapy on Jun 13, 2010 2:14:30 GMT -5
When Britney started having her laugh attack Soapy didn't really know what to say. She felt like either telling her to be quiet because this WAS no laughing matter. Dale could still be injured and plus, Britney was being so loud that Soapy was slightly afraid that any ghosts or shadow demons might hear them. She waited until the three stopped arguing and sighed, ready to speak. She opened her mouth but instead of words came a few giggles. Soapy's eyes widened and she cleared her throat. "I'm sorry", she apologized. "I didn't m-m-mean to". She voice shook as another giggle made its way up her chest and throat. She swallowed hard and narrowed her eyes at Britney, thinking that would help. "Britney!", said Soapy. "The first minute we get to Keith's were getting you some food. You can't act like this especially now....the demons might he....he....hear uss..." Soapy's voice shook even more as she fought not to laugh. She stifled a laugh and continued. "I....Britney....", said Soapy. And then the bomb in Soapy's chest had exploded. She started laughing as hard as Britney did, giggling like a mad dog. She knew in the back of her mind that she shouldn't be laughing but she couldn't help it. Laughter, after all was infectiousness plus Soapy hated to admit it so that she didn't get yelled at but Britney had made the horrible situation of Dale possibly dying into something Soapy could take her mind off of and release all her worry with a good laugh. and then there was the fact Soapy had heard, that laughter was the best medicine in a stressful situation. Also, the fact that Poppy was freaking out because of this made her laugh even more. "I'm sorry", Soapy giggled. "I can't help m-Pfffffff....Hahaha!" Soapy started giggling another round of giggles. She started laughing even harder than Britney, her laughs reaching the point of no return, rising over Britney's. At least she was still able to walk straight and stand up.
(OOC-LOL! Hahaha! Oh god I even got the giggles while writing this and reading Wonder's post. Giddy Britney and Soapy are total love! I feel all giggly myself and I don't think I'm stopping anytime soon. Sorry for the shortness and yuckyness but I didn't wanna keep you guys waiting. I may bring in Whatsername in my next post. Dunno yet. If not then the one after that, Maybe when the gang reaches Keith's house. *cracks up, laughing*)
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Post by Dale on Jun 14, 2010 11:00:40 GMT -5
(OOC- I can explain... no actually, I can't. Oh, and change of plans again, Dale is better off as a stray So, I'm gonna make him a stray again until further notice.) Everything was groggy. It felt like waking up from a typical Saturday night for Dale. Or, for that matter, any night. The air was a little bit too bitter. And why was it wet? Maybe he woke up in a lake... again. Dale woke up in a lot of places. Including a swimming pool. Dale half opened one eye. It became a fast blur in the rain. The rain was horribly cold. Dale winced and he tried to shift. What happened? Was he dead? Was this Heaven?"Where's my booze at...?" he managed to cough out. "Good God, I could use some of it now, where the hell is my booze at?!" With a snarl, he tried to get up, only to kick the defenseless Jimmy in the face and push Soapy painfully on her head with his forehead. "Why am I moving? Am I on a bus? WHERE AM I?!" His own yell caused his head so much pain, Dale flopped to it's original lifeless state with a groan. "I'd rather be dead than be here anyway... and can someone please give me my drinks?!" It was obvious Dale was in no state for binge drinking at the moment. Even he knew that. He always knew that, but he did it anyway. Drinking took his mind off everything, off his mother, off Poppy, off the trouble Poppy had gotten them in... every time Poppy got into trouble, the answer in Dale's mind is "alcohol"."Why is everything purple? Was your fur always green, Soapy?" Dale asked, groggily.(OOC- Hiro: "Why is everything purple?" *enter someone slapping him here*. Gotta love "Heroes". Does anyone watch it? Anyway, sorry for making Dale come back so fast, I got bored. And I wanted to try out "alcoholic Dale". Don't give him drinks, you'll regret it. Whatsername and Saint Jimmy? Ohhhh, the new alliances I see. I must go check out Whatsername's profile then. AWAY! *flies like superman*)
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Post by WonderDog on Jun 14, 2010 14:18:17 GMT -5
Britney frowned at Soapy when she started laughing, but a split second, her mouth was curling into a smile. "The ground is wet... ant's must be swimming in it" Britney giggled, kicking up a puddle, only for it to splash over Jimmy. "HEY!" he yelled. "I apologize" Britney said, solemnly before bursting into hysterical laughter at him. "Wet dog, wet dog, wet dog, we-" "SHUT UP!" Britney hung her head, snickering. Then she looked up, her voice shaking at trying not to laugh. "What's her name?" "What?" Jimmy replied, almost in a far off voice. Distant. He pricked up his head as if he just realized something. His ears perked up and his eyes seemed to light up if at all. "Well, obviously" Britney said, stifling her giggles. "Everyone has had some past crushes. Whats her name?" "Whatsername?!" He seemed to pronounce it differently, as if rushed into a single name. "Pffffff, nuh" Britney said, giggling. "What's. Her. Name. Not Whatsername." "Isn't that the same thing?" Poppy asked. "Aren't you... you... pfff, HA!" Britney burst out laughing again. Jimmy let out a loud snarl, and not in her direction. Poppy noticed this. "Something wrong, Jimmy?" she asked. "Chia, he's alooooone, miserable" Britney said, laughing. Jimmy shot her a glare as she began singing songs about loneliness. "All by myseeeeeeeeeelf... I'm all alone, there's no one here beside meeeeee. My troubles have all gone, there's no one to-!" she burst out laughing again, starting with giggles that evolved into laughter. "Lonelyyyyyy. I am so lonelyyyyy. I got no bodyyyyy. All on my ooooooOOOOOOOOWN!" Jimmy was about to explode on her, knock her to the ground until she bled her own tears. How dare she imply he loved-! "DALE!" Jimmy was knocked out of his thoughts of killing Britney when Poppy screamed and Dale began to come to. Britney stopped laughing and frowned again, pouncing beside Soapy, stumbling a bit. "Dale, what about Dale?" she asked. It seemed this scenario had knocked Britney some sense. Jimmy sighed in relief. At last. It had started to get personal. "He's waking! He's waking up!" Poppy exclaimed. She licked her brother as he slowly began to wake up. And much to Britney and Poppy's distressing misery, the first thing Dale asked for was booze. "You were knocked out... or something" Poppy said, trying to get his mind off the drink. "You're gonna be alright, we're gonna get you inside for a while. You took a nasty blow." However, this didn't seem to stop him, as Dale still ordered his alcohol. Eventually, Britney rose on her hind legs, howling in anger and smacking him on the face. Or at least she had attempted to without hitting Soapy. "CAN'T YOU SEE THINGS ARE BAD ENOUGH WITHOUT YOU DRINKING AGAIN?!" she exploded, her giddiness completely leaving her. "Is that all you think about?! Alcohol?!" Poppy sighed and shook her head sadly. She always hated to see Dale in the state he ended up in after drinking. He would come in, stuttering everywhere, here and there and then complaining about how the world sucks. He would get happier and happier, then he would get sadder and sadder. Poppy didn't understand and Britney hadn't explained. Britney snarled and turned her back on her brother. "You're lucky you're still alive. If I knew you were just gonna whine about alcohol and going to Gilman Street, WHICH YOU NEVER WERE, then we should've just LEFT you there to die!" Britney snapped. She didn't mean this, but she was so angry. How could her brother just wake up from nearly going into a coma and suggest alcohol?! "That's the new and improved Dale for you" Britney added, in a highly, HIGHLY, HIGHLY sarcastic voice, "Blood and booze with a smile." (OOC- Oh, I do! I loved that episode, but it got boring after a while when Hiro wouldn't go back to the present time. Alcoholic Dale, hm? Jeez. It makes sense, and I think Dale would actually make a funny character, {almost like Homer Simpson} but I hope he snaps out of it eventually.)
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Post by Soapy on Jun 15, 2010 6:54:06 GMT -5
(OOC-Gah! Sorry guys! Can you hold up for me? I have some serious writer's block with this rp. Waaah.)
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Post by WonderDog on Jun 16, 2010 12:25:03 GMT -5
(OOC- Sure, take your time.)
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Post by kintarostiger on Jul 13, 2010 8:17:32 GMT -5
(OOC: As with my return, I was considering starting this one back up from where we left off. Is everyone up for it?)
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