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Post by Shadow on Oct 30, 2005 22:25:05 GMT -5
Shadow, to distracted by emotional turmoil to fly straight, starts to plummet back towards the earth.
Here we go again.......... He said as he fell down to terra firma.
He looked down below him and saw two dogs in an alley where he was rapidly descending towards.
I hope I don't land on anyone. he said, looking down. I really don't care what happens to me anymore, but this is really going to hu......
WHAM!
A thundering crash is heard as Shadow smashes into some crates, not 20 feet from the other two dogs.
Beautiful...streamers.....please..open....for.....me....Blue...skies...above....me...and.. no...canopy...... Shadow sang off key, staggering about in a semi-conscious daze. Counted...ten...thousand.....waited....t.too.....long....reached...for...my...ripcord... the...handle...w..was...gone.......
Snapping back to his senses, Shadow realized how much it hurts to skydive sans a parachute. Ouch....my head......I created a crack in my cranium.....or it sure feel thats way....... He moaned.
*EDIT* OOC; I may only be on for the next few days. My desktop broke down, this laptop is becoming hard to use, and things are only getting worse. I am not sure rather to seek professional help, try to solve my troubles on my own, or what. The only thing I do know is that the prospect of a clinic looks worse than the prospect of a grave, and I am not sure which of those two to choose when it comes to that. I will try to stay as long as possible.
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 1, 2005 19:54:27 GMT -5
Hanz see's the other Dog fall from the sky. He has met this one before, his name is Shadow (( They ahve met right? Don't worry SHadow, we will make it easy for you to jump back in once you get back )) and decided he would check out if he was ok as soon as he finished tending to Sylvesters sudden psycosis. He grabbed Sylvester by the ragged collar that he wore and pinned him down."Stop it, " he struggled to hold him down, and hoped he wouldn't get bitten. "I said STOP IT" he yelled trying to get SYlvester to calm down. Realizing that was taking the wrong approach, Hanz started to try a calmer ay to get Sylvester out of his fit. "Shhh....shhhh....shhh" He said calmly as Sylvester struggled.
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Sylvester Snarl
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 1, 2005 21:48:53 GMT -5
Sylvester's teeth are bared in an ugly snarl as his teeth remain clamped so tightly together, it's a wonder they don't shatter. Through all the voices screaming in his head, he can hear Hanz trying to calm him. He continues squirming as he desperately wishes to escape the tormenting voices, but at the same time, he tries to focus his attention on Hanz's voice. "I'm scared, Hanz," he gasps, sounding thick-tongued as though he is deeply nauseated, "They...they wanna kill me. I c-can't stop them, Hanz. I want to, but I can't. I just can't. Make them go away, Hanz...make them go away..." He whimpers softly, trembling as he tries to relax. He closes his eyes tightly and leans into Hanz's grasp as though seeking some sort of security. Unfortunately, just when his whimpering is dying away and just when he is starting to calm down...he sees Shadow plummet from the sky. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!" he shrieks, flying into a scrambling frenzy again, "It's a spoogledorf! I told you they were after me! Now he's going to suck out our brains and have them made into soft drinks for deprived monkeys in Alaska! We're doomed! Doomed, I tell you! DOOMED!!!"
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 1, 2005 22:08:51 GMT -5
Hanz turns towards Shadow "I'll be back soon Shadow, " he said and tried to hold Sylvester down. "I just have to calm him down before he talk to you otherwise he will freak out on you." He grabs Sylvester by the scruff of the neck and pulls him around the corner out of Shadow's sight until he calms down. He then pushes Sylvester against the wall nearest to him and begins the process of trying to calm Sylvester down. "Sylvester....sylvester.....look at me...look at me!" He tries to get Sylvester to look at him and keep his eys off the things going in around him.I won't let the voices get you, I won't let the voices get you...." He hesitates for a second "I....Promise I won't let them get you. That isn't a spoogledorf either it is Shadow, he is a ....friend of mine. I promise nothing is going to get you, I promise you will be safe! You hear me Sylvester"He looks straight into Sylvesters eyes ", I promise"
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Sylvester Snarl
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 1, 2005 22:13:56 GMT -5
"You're friends with a shadow?" Sylvester asks, looking at Hanz as though he's got five heads, "And you think I'm nuts? How do you know he's not a spoogledorf's shadow--sent here by the spoogledorf leader to lure us off so he can suck out our brains? How can you be so trusting? That shadow could be creeping in to spread darkness over the whole world! SPOOGLEDORF DARKNESS!!! We have to stop it!"
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 1, 2005 22:27:46 GMT -5
Hanz shakes his head taken aback by what he has just hear! This has got to be one of the craziest things Sylvester has ever mentioned, but he shurgs it aside and focus's at the task at hand."Sylvester, he is a canine friend of mine, not a literal Shadow bent on world domination!" He tries to find a way to explain it to Sylvester. "Sylvester, there are NO spoogledorfs coming for you...." He pauses remembering he has tried this before. He needs to think of a new way to put it so Sylvester will understand it".....um....because......I have a friend......named...." He pauses for a moment trying to think of the name of some one powerful and.." Belladona...ya..."HE frowns for a second " who has them under control.."
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Sylvester Snarl
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 1, 2005 22:57:49 GMT -5
"The spoogledorfs have never spoken of a Belladonna before," Sylvester replies suspiciously, "Who sent you that message? Was it someone you could trust?" He sticks his head around the corner to look at Shadow again. He does seem harmless, but if Sylvester has learned anything in his lifetime, he has definitely learned that looks can be very deceiving. "I don't like it, Hanz," he continues in a paranoid whisper, "There's a lot of funny stuff going on--stuff that could be reall, really...bad. Bad stuff, Hanz. The spoogledorfs are a tricky bunch. That's how they capture their victims." His eyes shift rapidly back and forth. Watching him is enough to drive the sane completely mad. He whimpers and falls to pacing frantically. Clearly he is still engulfed in psychosis as his behavior is nothing short of bizarre.
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 1, 2005 23:11:37 GMT -5
Hanz gives Sylvester a puzzled look "What bad stuff is going on?" The he gets a little worried, wondering if Sylvester has seen Hanz doing something odd, or his encounters with Sivanus. "Nothing that I know of..." He then pauses and diverts the topic back to his "source" for the information on Spoogledorfs "I got the message....errm..." He tries to think of something..."Straight from the source....yes....I heard it from this Belladona....." He cringes realizing he shouldn't have said that, but in his hasteness to try and conceal his other doings lets it slip.
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Sylvester Snarl
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 1, 2005 23:25:34 GMT -5
"Bad stuff...bad, bad stuff," Sylvester repeats, losing himself to psychosis as his own thoughts begin to confuse him. He merely stands there shaking his head for several minutes and repeating his two-word sentence over and over again. Eventually, he falls silent and stares into space with lifeless, hollow eyes. Frozen like a statue, he becomes catatonic with no voluntary movement whatsoever--a common trademark of his illness.
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 1, 2005 23:37:55 GMT -5
[i[ Hanz watches Sylvester start to freak out again, and cautiously listens to him as he repeats the same sentance over and over again. "Umm...." He looked nervously at Sylvester having only seen him slip into this state once before, and was worried sick when it happened. He gentley tapped Sylvesters shoulder hoping to bring him out of it. Pondering for a while after that had no affect he finally thought of something that might help. He slowly came up to Sylvester and gave him a hug. It was strange for Hanz to do something so alien to him, he could count how many he had given in his life, that is how few he had given. He hoped he was doing it right, and that it would give Sylvester the security he needed to snap out of his trance[/i]
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Sylvester Snarl
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 1, 2005 23:58:30 GMT -5
Sylvester's glazed eyes blink in slow motion as Hanz embraces him. He whimpers slightly and trembles upon being touched before he collapses into tears. "I'm a bad dog, Hanz," he cries, his ragged, gaunt body shaking violently, seized up by sobs that come from deep within, "I'm a very bad dog. My mother is gone because of me. I didn't protect her from the bad things and now she's gone..."
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 2, 2005 0:05:33 GMT -5
Hanz almost panics himself! He does not expect such a reaction from SYlvester, but continues to hold and and tires to think of what to say , but finds the words after Sylvester starts confessing whatever it is that he has done" SYlvester....Sylvester....I'm sure you didn't do anything wrong and you aren't a bad dog at all.........you ...are....just..confused." Then trying to learn more starts to question Sylvester, so that he might be able to shed some light on SYlvesters odd tendencies "What bad things are you talking about exactly , though, Sylvester? Did you hurt her, did you leave her, or did some one take her?"
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 2, 2005 0:28:22 GMT -5
"Bad things..." Sylvester repeats the two words several times before trying to continue, "Bad things have happened and they're still happening, Hanz. My mo-mother...they...she--they took her brain. One day, she...she was there. Then the next day, it looked like--like Alaska outside...w-white stuff everywhere. She was on top of me and when I...when I crawled out, she--she was covered with the white stuff and she...she wouldn't move. When your brain is gone, you can't move, Hanz. I've seen it. I tried to...to wake her up, but...but she wouldn't. She was cold...so cold..." He shivers and sinks to the concrete, crushed by reliving what he'd seen as a pup. Putting it into words has been extremely difficult and both mentally and physically exhausting for him as he can't recall details and word them in ways others can understand. If one is to try and make sense of his story, they will conclude that Sylvester's mother had given her own life to save him from the bitter New York blizzard that befell them both so long ago. In saving him, she had allowed the storm to take her, but death has no meaning in Sylvester's world as he cannot understand it.
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Post by Charles B. on Nov 2, 2005 0:42:01 GMT -5
Hanz sits back sadly as he hears Sylvesters sad story, and thinks of how great she must have been. He sits quietly for a moment debating whether or not to say anything at all about it. On the one hand Hanz does not want to shatter the story that has given him hope for years, that if he finds these Spoogledorfs he will save his mother. On the other hand, Hanz thinks that explaining what happened might help Sylvester gain back that much more if his sanity. Hanz sits there for a while weighing the two choices heavily, and falls into a trance almost like one of Sylvesters. After making his decision, he took a deep breath "Sylvester........your mom loved you very much....and she didn't get her brain taken." He tried to think of a way to bring it into terms that Sylvester could understand"...remember when you were really, really sick and you said you felt really cold? Well.....that is what happened to your mom" HE took a deep breath " She got so called that.....she died......she stayed on top of you to make sure thta you didn't. The white stuff was snow, and if you stay out in it long enough you die from getting so cold......." His face contorted into a strange mix of both pity, and sadness for Sylvester, as he tired to imagine how Sylvester must have felt that day. He sighed and looked at Sylvester, wondering how he would take this news
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Post by Sylvester Snarl on Nov 2, 2005 0:56:18 GMT -5
"But the voices told me they took...took her brain," Sylvester whimpers, tucking his forepaws up under his chest in an effort to block out the chill that has actually gripped him from the inside, "They've always said that. I don't understand. S-somebody's lying to me..." He trails off, staring into space as his ears twitch in response to something only he can hear. Eventually, his troubled gaze drifts back in Hanz's direction. "Will I ever see her again, Hanz?" he asks at length, the desperation evident in his strained voice.
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