Some other world...

[Akil]

((OOC I wish my dog could drive, I'd send him out to get me a cold coke and some snackers. XD and OOPS almost posted on the wrong name. That would have been a smart thing to do LOL ))

BIC -

“Son, you wouldn’t know a bad idea from your own tail...” He snaps, snatching the collie by the tail with his forepaw to drag him along.

“It’s high time you learn to fend for yourself...you will find out very quickly that you need no human to care for you. Now, come with me..” He growls lowly, bristling his fur and puffing out his chest in a dominant manner. “Lest you be left here to be on your very own...seems as if you’ve survived this long, I suppose you’ll survive another thirteen days or so...” He hisses, his muzzle sneaking up into another sadistic grin.

“I’m only trying to help those who are in need of helping...however, you may stay...wait for your Hanz..” He ends in a snap, his accent strong as he slinks away, his gaze twisted to watch the features of the collie as he pretends to leave.

[theshadow]

hes your dad??? ccccccccooooooolllllll

[Akil]

(( OOC - *Facepalm* I'll brb, I need something to drink. ))

[Sylvester Snarl]

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Sylvester yelps as he finds himself being dragged by his tail, only to be dumped a few feet later, "I think that qualifies as a serious injury. You hurt my tail."
He states the obvious as he takes his tail in both forepaws and examines it, like an injury really is going to matter on a scraggly excuse for a tail such as his. He looks up to see the sheltie apparently abandoning him. Glancing at theshadow, he's not quite sure what to think. Being out here amid these strange dogs causes him to miss Hanz Shultz even more.
"Can I come?" he asks Akil, rising to his feet and pausing in mid-stride, one forepaw suspended in the air as though awaiting permission to take a full step. For a brief moment, fear makes itself evident in his otherwise emotionless eyes.
OOC- I'm working on an updated pic of Sylvester. I've altered him somewhat from the crazy-looking looney tune currently pictured in my profile.

[theshadow]

(theshadow thinks its blood ) anyway my dad did the same think to me when i was a little pup he left my in the woods for three days and i lived . here SS (theshadow heals his tail) there you can stop crying now

OCC : hearing music called knor and makeing a pic of belladonna and me as theshadow eating ice cream

[Akil]

Akil turns his head straightforward, grinning darkly, his eyes halfmast.

“Of course, Sylvester...” He offers in a soothingly smooth tone, his tail swaying lightly behind him, stopping in his tracks to wait for the collie.

“An awful thing to suggest about that hot dog man....I do so apologize....you’re still young, and alone...it’s understandable to why you would be so confused, and so upset....do not worry. Stay by my side, and you will never be alone.” He coos like a dove, spinning a web of evil for the collie to step into with his words. However, it wasn’t all a big lie - indeed, he was searching for someone to take in under his wing, pun certainly intended! His forte was deception, and it was his job to lead the ones that needed help the most astray. No one would be coming for this dog now. It was -his- dog, now.

((OOC - ARTS! Woo and yay! Can't wait to see it - that'll give me some fuel to draw by! You need to do a pic of your other as well! That way I can make pretty arts too. And I lied...I didn't go out to get my snackers. I go now and get them then I be back if you are still here. XD muahah.))

[theshadow]

OCC : TELL ME hE IS LOOKING At MINE.

hay akil i have a question for you can you (the shadow feels weird ) guys did you feel that??? (the shadow sees hemself bleed) oh no i need to go some thing is going to happen to my family and children!!! (theshadow leaves )

[Sylvester Snarl]

Sylvester is probably nearly as innocent as a newborn pup and therefor easy prey for perhaps even the stupidest of villains, let alone one of high intelligence, calculating, and deliberate. He hesitates a moment, trying to discern his wary feelings, but, being in a state of emotional distress, he falls prey to his insecurities.
"We're not going to hurt the hot dog guy?" he asks uncertainly, "That's good 'cause I'm not crazy about hot dogs anyway. Hot dogs give me gas."
Foolishly feeling a bit more at ease with Akil, Sylvester pads along beside him, lagging behind by only a few strides as he gazes all around him, rarely ever looking where he's going as he seems to try to absorb everything he can in his surroundings.
"Are you current on all vaccinations?" he asks Akil at length, though one can only wonder why he would ask something like this--especially when he himself is petrified of shots and needles.

[Akil]

Akil shoots a wary glance back towards the other dog, quirking a brow at him, then smirks as the other dog disappears.

“No, Sylvester...I promise we are not going to hurt the hot dog guy.” He adds quietly, his ears perked, tail swaying softly behind him.

He quirks a brow at the question the collie asks, but doesn’t hesitate, knowing the ways of the new world. “Vaccinations? Of course. I’m, what would you say... a working breed? We must be fit and healthy, otherwise we wouldn’t do the world a bit of good.” He grins darkly, raising his head as he glances back to the collie.
“How long have you been out here on your own? You are looking rather rough....a sorry state for such a young dog. I can see that you’ve had a human....he abandoned you, did he not? Such a sorry fool. You’ll learn soon that they are not to be trusted. And for the better, my friend.. for the better.”
He leaves it at that, growing quiet as he saunters down the street, avoiding eye contact with any human or animal around them, focused on leading the collie to his destination.

[Sylvester Snarl]

"395 days," Sylvester answers without hesitation, "One year and one month...13 months...395 days. Long time. Hanz saved me. H-A-N-Z is top dog."
The collie wags his tail a little just talking about the dog to whom he feels he owes his very life. It has actually been much longer than 395 days since Sylvester was set free from his cruel owner, but he had always been with Hanz up until now. It's been 395 days since he has been officially on his own with no one to look after him at all.
"My owner didn't abandon me," he continues absently, "He just hit me with stuff...threw things at me...kicked me. Hanz set me free. He's top dog. Hanz Shultz."
OOC- That'll have to be my last post for tonight. Th-th-th-th-that's all folks!

[Charles B.]

OOC: *fingers creak as they hit the keyboard* WOw...llllooooonnnnngggggg time since this has happened lets see what I can crank out.

Hanz yawned as he sauntered slowly through the alley way mummuring to himself about what had happened to the past few days. Sylvester had been his usual tweaked out self, but quiter then usual. "Awrgh...well whatever is going on in his crazy little head, I know that nothin' bad will come of it." He said to himself as he rounded the corner, exiting the alley where he had been looking for some food for the two of them. The venture hadn't been sucessful, and he knew that Sylvester needed some food, considering he hadn't eaten for half a day.

"Oh crap......"he said looking over where he had left Sylvester "Where did he run of to" He stopped in mid sentance, seeing the wall was broken where Sylvester had once been. Confusion covered his face as he padded over to the spot where he had left his odd canine companion.

"SYLVESTER! Yelled Hanz, , grumbling as he sniffed the air trying to pick up the scent of his friend. "Where are you!"

[theshadow]

theshadow heres a companion in need of help

oh thought you were some one i was looking for "he looks up and down " you look gust like my friend in the past life if your look for hem he went over there "the shadow points " that ware he went to now i got thing's to do " fly off into the distance "
As theshadow flying in a rapid moshing and think of what is going to happens to his family "

d**n i hope i can get there in time " theshadow speed's up in a speed demon pace "

OOC: playing on his guitar " i am good at this song"

[Sylvester Snarl]

Sylvester suddenly freezes in his tracks, ears swiveling back as he is almost positive he's heard a familiar voice. Silently listening for a few minutes, he hears it again. It had to be Hanz. Following the sound of the voice, he turns and starts crossing the street at a legal crossing area. Suddenly, as he reaches the center of the street, the digital sign that once read "WALK" chnges to "DON'T WALK". Ever-observant Sylvester takes notice of this immediately.
"Don't walk," he muses aloud, freezing in his tracks and sitting down to wait for the sign to change again. This would be fine and well and good...if he hadn't chosen to sit and wait in the middle of a busy street.

[theshadow]

(the shadow moves to hi speed to save he family again ) faster faster faster

[Charles B.]

Hanz pricks his ears hoping to hear to hear the slighest noise from Sylvester. Anything, a yelp, or one of his endless ramblings about spoogledorfs would be all he would need, but nothing crosses his ears. "SYLVESTER!" He yells once again, hoping that the mutt is somewhere nearby, and can hear his cries. Once again he pricks his ears hoping to hear something, but when nothing crosses his ear he grumbles, and sets down the sidewalk in the direction that carries a faint scent of Sylvester. With his nose to the ground he follows what little scent there is, before lifting his head and lookin' forward only to drop his jaw at the sight of Sylvseter in the middle of a busy street stopped dead. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" Exclaims Hanz, amazed at the utter stupidity Sylvester displays at times "GET OUT OF THE STREET!"