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Post by Carface on Apr 13, 2003 11:25:38 GMT -5
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Post by Killer on Apr 13, 2003 22:06:13 GMT -5
Killer struggles in vain for a few more seconds before falling unconscious again for lack of oxygen. The last thing he remembers before he loses all sensation is something furry bumping into him. He silently prays it's either someone coming to help him, or an angel to escort him to a better place.
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Post by Itchy on Apr 14, 2003 0:24:12 GMT -5
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Apr 14, 2003 22:11:59 GMT -5
"Itchy! Catch!" Charlie barks, tossing a rope out to his friend, "Tie it around yourself, then jump for it! I'll pull you in!" Charlie shows little--if any--concern for Hedge and Killer.
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Post by Itchy on Apr 15, 2003 6:47:40 GMT -5
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Apr 18, 2003 9:38:58 GMT -5
"Blast!" Charlie snaps under his breath, backing up on the pier and giving himself a long runway. He then takes a running start and leaps off the pier toward the 'gator and his friend. "Itchy! Let go! I'll help you swim for shore!" he shouts from his position just to the side of the King Gator, confident that the big reptile has nothing against him.
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Post by Hedge on Apr 18, 2003 10:29:52 GMT -5
*Sinking below whatever it was that she hit, Hedge is only temporarily disoriented and in a fleeting instant believes she's going to die... and sees her life pass before her eyes... the little boy she loved... her mother and father... the separation and humiliation... the hope of one day seeing her young master again... With all her strength, she determines in her heart that she's not going to die... She opens her eyes in the murky waters and recognizes the 'thing' she hit... it's Killer! Shaking him, she realizes he's unconscious... she tries pulling him up, but something is twined around his leg... her lungs burning for lack of air, she desperately manages to disentangle Killer from the weeds and slimey algae... puts one front leg around Killer's chest and pushes up, up, up... to the surface...*
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Post by Killer on Apr 18, 2003 23:58:17 GMT -5
Barely alive and much less awake, Killer is only vaguely aware that he is rising, though in the mental fog he's trapped in, he can't tell if he's physically rising or not. In his subconscious mind, he wonders if that angel he had hoped for had come to take him away forever, to a better world. Angel or not, someone is there and, though he can't come to enough to express it, he's extremely grateful.
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Post by Itchy on Apr 20, 2003 1:26:54 GMT -5
Still sacred to death Itchy can't let go of the gators face, but he does think it's been far too long for Hedge and Killer who've been under the water, Itchy calls out to Charile.
Boss! Don't worry about me anymore, where's Hegde and Killer!??!?!
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Post by King Gator on Apr 20, 2003 6:16:12 GMT -5
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Apr 20, 2003 20:24:51 GMT -5
"Who cares where they are?!" Charlie snaps at Itchy, "They're a couple of Carface's cronies, for Heaven's sake! What do we care what happens to them?" He then turns his attention to the King Gator, "Hey, KG, uh, before you do anything dangerous, could you please drop my pal off on the dock? I don't want him to get hurt while you're beating up the...err...fat mush-faced dog."
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Post by Itchy on Apr 21, 2003 1:49:19 GMT -5
Itchy is thankful to be on dry land again...Er, or the dry dock for that matter...But Itch is still worried about Hedge and Killer, especially Hedge. Has Charlie forgotin Itchy still like's her? Itchy isn't sure what's gonna happen to Carface but he watches in a concern way as Carface is picked up by the King Gator. Then Itchy relies that Hedge and Killer are in more danger. Itchy paces back and forth on the dock looking into the water, he then runs inside Carface's Casino boat, but mostly everyone has already left, besides for a few drunken dogs just lying on the ground asleep, Itchy try's to wake one up , but it's no use. He then runs back outside onto the dock and notices a few large wooden crates."Charlie! I'm going in!!!!" Itchy pushes a few of the crates into the water, one of the crates is WAY to heavy! Itchy takes a quick peek inside the box and sees GOLD! The crate is FULL of gold! Carface must of had his goon's steal this from somewhere, Itchy ignores the box of gold and pushes a few more crates into the water.Then Itchy hops off the pier onto a crate in the water and then hops along to each other crate floating in the water, looking for any signs of life. Then Itchy spots Killer's face poke out of the water!!! Itchy's kinda rows his little crate to the best of his ability over to killer and then grabs him and pulls him up onto the crate with him, then Itchy sees Hedge and he grabs onto her and starts to pull her up onto the crate as well."Charlie! CHARLIE! I GOT E'M! We're gonna need some help getting back to the dock though, and hurry!" Itchy knows Killer and Hedge can't really speak right now and he Is'nt sure if the are breathing or not, but he tells them not to worry, & that everything is going to be alright. Itchy tighly places Killer's glasse's back onto his face althought Killers eyes are still shut. "I think these belong to you" Itchy holds on to both of the cold wet dogs as the little crate rocks back and forth in the middle of the lake. OOC: IMPORTANT! the box of gold is kind of a joke for later, not sure how it would happen, but I figured because the gator doesn't have any teeth now, it would be GREAT for the gator to somehow have a mouth of GOLD, in which all this teeth would be gold! LOL! I think he'd lovvvvve that! :-*His mouth might be kinda heavy though!
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Post by Hedge on Apr 21, 2003 19:10:45 GMT -5
OOC: LOL Itchy! Good idea about the gold teeth!!! Are you the gator?
BIC: Hedge is vaguely aware that she is no longer in the cold murky water, but she is still disoriented to speak... she hears yelling and realizes it's Itchy's voice... and then hears Charlie's uncaring comments... she begins to burn inside for his ignorance and selfishness... Itchy is a good friend... too good for Charlie... she wishes she could get Itchy to understand her loyalty to Killer... the pain he has gone through... maybe someday...
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Post by Killer on Apr 21, 2003 22:10:58 GMT -5
Killer tries to shake off the mental fog as he realizes there is finally air to breathe, but his lungs are too water-logged to get much and he goes into a coughing fit. His eyelids flutter open just long enough for him to gather that he's still alive, though he sort of knew that already. It hurts to breathe and he's certain that, if he was dead, he wouldn't have that problem. Too water-logged and weak to even shiver, he simply closes his eyes and tries to return to that fog that dulls the senses and numbs the pain.OOC- Good idea with the gold, Itchy! ROTFL! HAPPY BIRFDAY, HEDGE!!!
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Post by Hedge on Apr 23, 2003 11:56:01 GMT -5
OOC: Uh, thanks for the birthday greeting again Killer!
BIC: *Hedge checks to see that Killer is okay... gives Itchy a thumbs up and noticing Charlie close by, trots by him just close enough to knock him off balance and into the water...*
"Enjoy your swim, Charlie... you may be friends with the gator, but I don't think the snapping turtles are real fond of you..."
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