Post by Mr. Sunshine Whippet on Oct 27, 2005 20:56:44 GMT -5
OOC~ Yes, I know it's lame, but it's probably better than all the other titles I've made so far . Anyways, onward with the obligatory holiday roleplay! ...took me so long to post this, I'm not in the game anymore, it's been to long .
BIC~
"Another cold Halloween", he thought gloomily as he looked through the highest window of the building at the night sky. Ray was at his San-Fransisco home, the warehouse by the docks. He put his paws over his face and grumbled, "Sometimes I wonder why I even agreed to come here in the first place. ....or did I bother him till he took me along?..... either way it doesn't matter, it gets cold halfway through the year here and it drives me crazy!." He breathed hard into his paws to try and warm up his muzzle. He felt like his cloak wasn't helping him terribly much as he lay, upside down, on an old couch.
"Hmmm....." A thought just occurred to Ray as he remembered how last Halloween played out for him. "....Flash ignoring me, though that's nothing very new.... Stripe was there...we padded around town...". He laughed half-heartedly at how much of a fool he made himself out to be that night. "After all I tried not to be, in the end all I had to do to get her to like me was to be myself.... And I was lying on the couch like this at the Flea Bite, with her right next to me." He reminisced his first memories with Stripe in a dreamy state. Ray couldn't remember any absolute say of them both going out, and he had seen her on rare occasions since then. "I do remember that she cared about me though. That would make us at a one year anniversary if she considers us to be boyfriend and girlfriend," he thought to himself.
He rolled over on his stomach and hoped off of the old couch, giving himself a stretch before padding to his room. He poped open the chest he kept all of his posessions in and rummaged around in it. "There must be something in here I can give to Stripe for our anniversary that she would like". After a few minutes he found a small box of charms. "Stripe is a fashionable dog after all," he said out loud to himself as he picked through them to find one that suited her. Once he was done, he looked around his room and realized he didn't have anything to wear. The costume he wore last year was a little reckless to wear since it was actually quite valuable, so he decided to think of another costume instead. "Maybe I'll find one if I roam around the night a little," he thought to himself as he threw his cloak over his back and stepped out into the night with the charm clipped onto his collar.
BIC~
"Another cold Halloween", he thought gloomily as he looked through the highest window of the building at the night sky. Ray was at his San-Fransisco home, the warehouse by the docks. He put his paws over his face and grumbled, "Sometimes I wonder why I even agreed to come here in the first place. ....or did I bother him till he took me along?..... either way it doesn't matter, it gets cold halfway through the year here and it drives me crazy!." He breathed hard into his paws to try and warm up his muzzle. He felt like his cloak wasn't helping him terribly much as he lay, upside down, on an old couch.
"Hmmm....." A thought just occurred to Ray as he remembered how last Halloween played out for him. "....Flash ignoring me, though that's nothing very new.... Stripe was there...we padded around town...". He laughed half-heartedly at how much of a fool he made himself out to be that night. "After all I tried not to be, in the end all I had to do to get her to like me was to be myself.... And I was lying on the couch like this at the Flea Bite, with her right next to me." He reminisced his first memories with Stripe in a dreamy state. Ray couldn't remember any absolute say of them both going out, and he had seen her on rare occasions since then. "I do remember that she cared about me though. That would make us at a one year anniversary if she considers us to be boyfriend and girlfriend," he thought to himself.
He rolled over on his stomach and hoped off of the old couch, giving himself a stretch before padding to his room. He poped open the chest he kept all of his posessions in and rummaged around in it. "There must be something in here I can give to Stripe for our anniversary that she would like". After a few minutes he found a small box of charms. "Stripe is a fashionable dog after all," he said out loud to himself as he picked through them to find one that suited her. Once he was done, he looked around his room and realized he didn't have anything to wear. The costume he wore last year was a little reckless to wear since it was actually quite valuable, so he decided to think of another costume instead. "Maybe I'll find one if I roam around the night a little," he thought to himself as he threw his cloak over his back and stepped out into the night with the charm clipped onto his collar.