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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 17:26:40 GMT -5
(We have had a roleplay like this before but we hit a snag and have decided to basically start over)
A blur shot through the forest, seeming to run as fast as it would go. A fluffball of brown shivered in its hold as it ran, the sounds of a fight coming from the area it had run from.
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 17:56:02 GMT -5
Back at the fight, a loud howl rang through the forest as the Arcanine gave up it's chase and went back to it's trainer.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 17:59:49 GMT -5
He ran a little farther before stopping, laying on the ground exhausted.
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 18:42:15 GMT -5
Everything was silent for a moment before the trees began to rustle a bit.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 18:42:57 GMT -5
He tensed and pulled the eevee closer.
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 18:51:07 GMT -5
A primape dropped from the trees, directly infront of them.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 18:52:32 GMT -5
He sighed in relief, "8 don't scare me like that!"
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 19:30:48 GMT -5
He laughed a little," didn't mean to scare you."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 19:31:25 GMT -5
The eevee ran over and snuggled close to 8.
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 19:40:43 GMT -5
8 pet her head," And how were you today, 48? Didn't give yer mom too much of a hassle, didja?"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 19:57:36 GMT -5
"I was good daddy!" She smiled and snuggled close. 6 smiled watching them.
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 5, 2010 23:03:35 GMT -5
8 pet her head," Good!" he said before looking to 6 with a 'we need to talk' look.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 5, 2010 23:07:24 GMT -5
6's ears went back a bit before he looked to 48, "Go play sweetie." She perked up a bit "Okay!" She hurried off to a small clearing she would play in, not far from her parents. 6 looked to 8, "What is it?"
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Post by ginchimera on Aug 6, 2010 21:09:45 GMT -5
" Humans, that's what. They're startin' to infest this area."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Aug 6, 2010 21:13:48 GMT -5
"T-They are!?" He looked over to where 48 was playing, worried one might be near.
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