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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 1, 2009 16:31:52 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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Life was good. Infact it was better then good - it was absolutely fantastic! Today was a good day for Buru, and it showed in his large prancing stride that had his body bobbing up and down like an apple in water. His huge ground eating stride really captured your attention showing off his large powerful body that he had his father to thank for. He was more refined and had a bit longer legs, as well as the tail of his Akita mother however making him a very deadly killer - or at least he had the physical structure of being a great killer. Buru still had yet to grow up, and still had those puppy outbursts that would leave the other Mafia members looking in absolute disgust. If you wanted any chance of mercy from the Mafia then you would have to look to Buru for it since he was your only chance. However, he would - as any other Mafia member - much rather love to see you being tortured then saving you so it was best not to ask for any favours.
He wagged his tail excitedly as his big honey brown eyes spotted a mouse. FUN! Leaping like a frog, only one hundred times its size roughly give or take, he bounded after the little grey mouse. He chased it all the way to the corral grinning from ear to ear as he was met with the corral's wooden fencing. The mouse bolted right under it with ease but it would take some brain power for Buru to figure out how to get into it. He could jump over it but that would take quite a big jump. He could look around for a gate and figure out how to open that but that seemed like too much work. So with a mischevious look in his honey brown eyes he pressed his bottom against the ground and began wiggling it. His front paws were on the fencing for a moment before going to the ground and with one leap he went up into the air, using his claws to quickly use the fencing to scale it before bounding over the fencing and landing within the corral.
Thoroughly pleased with himself he began strutting around the corral before spotting the mouse he was after. With two quick leaps he was on the mouse with ease. One massive claw pressed onto its tiny body whilst his claws slid past the mouse's grey fur. Lifting his paw Buru picked the mouse up by the tail with his teeth before prancing around the corral as if he had a great big viper between his teeth. The mouse's squeaks and squeals were like music to his ears. Infact it made him swing his head around a bit toying with the poor defenseless creature further. With one flick of his head he tossed the mouse into the air, watched it, and with his mouth open the mouse fell into his jaws leaving him to eat and swallow the mouse. Proud of himself he glanced around and it was as he did so he smelt an unfamiliar scent. Flicking his ears forward he glanced around a few moments before spotting the dog he had smelt.
"Who are you?"[/i] [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 1, 2009 17:20:19 GMT -5
This place seemed so familiar...it was the corral, was it not?
That it was. Nora silently padded around on dying grass, reminiscing on times that he would never have again. One, those times didn't involve a rusty brown sky and the near extinction of the human race. Two, he could feel during those times Not to mention there was an unfamiliar scent in the air. The scent of dogs who were currently occupying this area...oh dear.
He could see why, though. This did seem like a suitable place for hangout spots for one of those dog groups that are squabbling with each other. His ears pricked forward as he heard scrambling. A mouse? His twinkle in his eye and a doggish grin on his face. What a cute little creature, just scrambling along in this dead city.That twinkle faded away and his lower jaw seemed to slip out of his control as a large puppy just leapt over the fence, caught the sad rodent and played with it like a chew toy.
And gradually, Nora was becoming more and more slack jawed. For a pup, this dog was such a...a...brute...
What in heaven's name just happened? He didn't even realize he was being talked to until he felt an unsettling glare.
“Who, me? I'm just no one. Please, go on and ignore me.”
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 2, 2009 5:13:03 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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This dog definately wasn't a Mafia member. Buru would know him if he was. So that left him with an enemy. He flexed his muscles, puffing out his chest and standing tall as he strode slowly but surely towards the dog. Buru was making sure to show an intimidating and what he hoped was terrifying aura. Of course this dog could be looking to join the Mafia pack but Buru didn't deal with new members. He wasn't the pack leader and he didn't want to be just yet. He still had some growing to do first. You could see that Buru was going to get at least twice the size he was now when he was fully grown. That was going to terrify a lot of dogs and to be honest Buru couldn't wait. He wanted to be big and bad right now. However he was having fun as he was. It meant he could test his boundries, find out his strengths as well as his own weaknesses and work on them so they weren't a problem anymore.
"Your in the Mafia territory pup which isn't good for you. Your not one of us, I would know if you were, and on that note I'm going to have to kill you know. Would you like to run first or are you just going to lay down for me and make it easy?"[/i] Of course Buru preferred the hard route. He LOVED the chase. He LOVED the fight. For a dog to lay down and accept his fate spoiled all his fun. Hopefully this dog would run and fight. That would make this day so much better. After all a mouse was an easy target but another dog was much better target. Even if this dog wasn't as big and powerful as him. Still, even though this dog didn't appear to be an equal match he would be far more enjoyable then the mouse. There was only so much torture he could put a mouse through since it had such a tiny body. With a dog Buru could do far more and far worse which equalled fun for him. "Oh! Where are my manners. I'm Buru, I'll be your killer today. Its an african name and it means bull. Quite appropriate, isn't it?"[/i] He was so funny. He should definately be a comedian when he was done being a killer. Buru couldn't help but smile, thoroughly proud of himself as he walked towards his next play toy. It was quite a cute little dog too. The kind of dog a child would have and could be seen playing, cuddling, and walking with in the park whilst its mother looked on. Buru wasn't a big fan of the fluffier and cuter breeds. They just seemed so pointless. Although they were a lot of fun to pick on verbally. Like poodles. He could easily make fun of them and play with their tails before ripping the tail from the dog's rump. That always hurt and caused such a scream that filled Buru with ecstasy. He should definately do that again. He wondered if this dog would scream. That would be so delicious. Licking his lips the sun shone over his beautiful coat highlighting the devilish look in his eyes. It was in these moments everyone could see the huge potential within the two and a half year old. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 2, 2009 18:30:27 GMT -5
Nora cocked his head to the side. His killer, huh? Wow. Dogs have become a lot more violent these days. And when did this become Mafia territory? Oh, his memory was failing him again.
But, to more important things: Run or fight? Urgh...Fighting was not Nora's thing. It wasn't so much that he couldn't fight, he just didn't want to. It never actually solved anything.
“I'm sorry if you were expecting me to roll over and let you rip me apart”-he immediately bowed his head in apology before continuing-”but I'm afraid I can't die yet.”
Haha. It sounded so much like he was still alive. Swiveling around away from the direction, Nora dashed off at top speed, looking for some greenery-wait. The plants were still recovering from the explosion.
Darn it.
The Finnish Spitz turned transparent when he felt he was far enough from the other dog to be seen before jumping into the ground and-well...vanishing. Or rather, before jumping into the ground and going straight into it.
Underneath the rotten grass and decaying dirt, Nora drifted and drifted and drifted until he decisively jumped up out of the ground and became visible as well as tangible once again. He was back in the middle of the corral. Hopefully, he was far enough from this pup to get away without being caught. After all, that dog seemed not only vicious but fast. Very fast.
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 3, 2009 7:56:51 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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Oooooo. A chase. How fun. Buru leapt into a run, a happy look upon his masculine face as he bounded after the finish spitz. The dog was smaller then him, and appeared to be faster then Buru had thought he would be. That just all added to the fun though. It would make Buru work harder, and he loved a challenge. He had the dog firmly in his sights and then... he was gone. Buru darted quickly to where he last saw the dog but couldn't find a single trace of where he disappeared or how he had disappeared. Bewildered he stood there looking around and sniffing the air in an attempt to find the dog. He couldn't just disappear. That was ridiculous. The dog had to have gone somewhere. Moments later he smelt the dog's scent once more. Turning on a dime he began bounding in the direction he could smell the scent. Before long he ended up at the corral which for a moment confused him. Yes, the dog had been here, but he had run off.
Then he saw the dog again. How had he got here? No matter. He would still rip the dog apart. Perhaps he had dug here? That seemed plausible.
"Very clever mutt, but you should have just dug yourself to China or a grave."[/i] He smirked, amusement sparkling within his chocolate brown eyes. Buru was definately enjoying this. Ha, and his father said he wouldn't be able to be as great as him. He was already doing really well on his own. Well, not quite his own. He had Axel and the entire Mafia pack. Axel was a great teacher and mentor actually. Axel had the same love of violence and digust of the human race as he did. It was great. Axel simply encouraged Buru which was definately good in Buru's book. Besides, he loved to have fun and torture as well as killing was fun. He was always excited for his next job, and when a non-mafia dog came into the territory - well he thrived for that kind of situation. It was like drugs to him. "Did you want to run some more, or should we just get to fighting?"[/i] Buru snarled towards the dog, letting a deep vicious growl leave his throat as he stalked forward. This would be oh so satisfying. Just to rip that dog's throat out and watch its eyes as he bled to death. Now that was heaven for him. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 4, 2009 0:13:15 GMT -5
A sigh escaped the lips of the finnish spitz. There was just no way around this, was there? The dog himself, despite being raised by a hound who made this pup seem like a trembling whelp, may
have gotten weaker over they ears. He hadn't fought in years since he died and well...he was probably rusty.
May be he could scare the other dog off? This dog didn't seem to be freaked out by empty threats, but may be...just may be...
Nora's eyes glowed a faint red as he seemed to sink into the ground, slowly and gradually before he vanished into the air all together. He was nowhere to be seen, smelt...it was as if he vanished from the face of the Earth.
The chilling wind brushed against the other dog, the killer dog as Nora, more silent than silence itself, rose from the ground. He drew his lips back into a snarl, revealing glistening white teeth then launched himself at the offending dog, growling, snarling, and roaring as if all sense of rational thought and clemency just left him.
Man, he hoped this would get the dog to leave him alone.
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 4, 2009 6:08:44 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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Buru looked on in shock as the dig literally disappeared. It was as if he faded right infront of his eyes - but that wasn't possible. It just wasn't. It couldn't be possible. He shook his head trying to snap himself out of it. The dog HAD to have gone somewhere. So, Buru walked over to the spot he had last seen the dog and began sniffing it trying to make any sense out of what had just happened. Was it a ghost dog? Nah. That wasn't possible. Ghosts. They didn't exsist. Right? He frowned lifting his head as he looked around. What if ghosts were real though and this dog was one of them? He wasn't scared. Buru would shout that to the heavens. It was just... creepy. How could a dog just disappear like that? He couldn't disappear not unless he dove into a hole or something like that. Perhaps he was just tired? Perhaps there was no dog at all and he was just imagining it because he was so exhausted? Yes, that had to be it.
Just as Buru was about to leave the "ghost dog" appeared out of no where. He sounded like a demon dog from hell. Seriously, what the hell was going on?! Buru couldn't keep up or make sense out of any of it. Buru leapt away from the ghost dog out of instinct not entirely sure what he was supposed to do now. He couldn't attack a dog that could disappear... right? Then again he hadn't touched the dog yet so he didn't know if the dog was flesh and bone or an illusion. Then again if it was all an illusion and he was imagining this then he would think he did touch him. So that wouldn't help anyway.
What the hell was this dog on?! Did it have rabies? Ew. He didn't want to get infected.
Buru was thoroughly confused right then.
"What the damn hell are you?! Are you in my imagination?! Are you a ghost dog?! What?!"[/i] [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 4, 2009 19:05:13 GMT -5
Glistening claws dug into dirt as Nora glared soul-piercingly at the Mafia pup.
“I'm your worst nightmare, pup,” the spitz hissed in a low, dangerously low and disturbingly warped voice. His red eyes flashed a warning at the dog, telling him to run, run if he wants to live.
A threatening paw step forward...the air around Nora appeared distorted with heat rays of hell rage and anger. If this didn't scare the dog away, Nora would have to fight like this.
It would be humiliating if he couldn't back it up.
With his ears flat against his skull, Nora barked a warning-”leave, pup. Leave as fast as you can. Leave or suffer a fate worse than death...”
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 5, 2009 3:53:34 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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This dog was screwed up. He was either a ghost dog or a hellhound, and neither had ever been told to exsist to Buru. They didn't exsist. They couldn't exsist. It wasn't real. This was all in his head. It was just a nightmare. Yes. He was still asleep. Thats it. He was still asleep. He just had to wake up and this dog would be gone, and everything would be fine. Buru was sure of it. Turning he walked over to the corral fencing before curling up on the sandy and dusty floor. He would go to sleep in his nightmare and then wake up in reality. That was the best plan he had.
"I am not scared of you hellhound. Your just in my head. So I'll wake up and you won't be there 'cos this is all just a dream."[/i] He spoke firmly, a cold edge to his voice. Much more and Buru would just rip the dog's throat our regardless of what it was. Resting his head down he closed his eyes letting a large yawn leave his lips. Yes, he would sleep, he would wake up, the dog would be gone, and Buru could go on about his hell loving life. He was absolutely sure of it. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 5, 2009 11:25:32 GMT -5
Nora's demonic aura disappeared. This was his chance to run! While this other dog was asleep, he could sneak out...but it had to be quick. As the other dog lay its head down, Nora turned the oppositee way and quickly dashed towards the fence.
He knew he could get out of this without afight! He'd have to remind himself that when he wanted to wander, he'd have to go transparent. After all, the dogs were a lot more territorial now-a-days since it's been a fight for survival ever since the atomic bomb and the near destruction of the human race.
The dog easily leapt over the fence, only glancing back at the dog. Poor thing...he and Nora would probably run into each other again and he'd realize that Nora, ghost dogs, and hell hounds-or at least, this ghost dog-did very much exist. He sighed and shook his head, stifled a yawn, and quietly trotted off...
[Feel free to attack him from behind, lulz.]
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 6, 2009 11:59:09 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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What if ghost dogs did actually exsist? Could you kill them... again? Buru couldn't help but be curious now after the initial shock. Even if he couldn't kill a ghost dog again he could still rip it apart probably. After all the dog had been scared. What was he doing? He should be ripping the sucker apart. Without hesitation he jumped to his feet and bolted after the ghost dog. He leapt over the fence with ease, bounded a couple of strides before leaping onto the dog's back. His claws were out hoping to dig them into his hide whilst his jaw lunged for the ghost dog's neck. A ferocious growl left his mouth. His huge body weight would probably be enough to make the dog's legs buckle. It usually worked for his other victims but then again this could be a ghost dog. Buru would have fun torturing this one and seeing what he could and couldn't do. The ghost dog would rue the day he bothered Buru.
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Post by Nora on Apr 10, 2009 15:33:49 GMT -5
Oh God....someone please tell Nora that he wasn't hearing paws other than his own pounding against the ground. The canine apparition hesitatnly looked over his shoulder to see....claws outsretched and a very, very vicious dog-the very same one from earlier. A spark of panic flickered and Nora jumped out of the way rather than just made himself part of the air. The ending result? A small cut on his back.
“I told you to leave me be!” Nora barked, hoping that this rabid animal would just leave the timid ghost alone. Nora and fighting always led to the whole situation going out of control. He didn't want to hurt this dog, not at all.
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Post by A N G E L , on Apr 11, 2009 4:56:51 GMT -5
Put on your pretty lies you're in the city of wonder,
Ain't gonna play nice watch out you might just go under,
Better think twice your train of thought will be altered.
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Damn dog moved. At least he had made a scratch though. It meant they could be hurt which meant he didn't have any reason to be scared. Buru could demolish him like any other dog. A smirk rose upon his lips as he landed, turning his hind end on a dime to glare down at the dog. That vicious blood-thirsty look he had perfected over his years of life appeared on his face. He could torture, maim, and kill this dog like any other. Now that was very good information to know. Infact it really made Buru's day. Now he could ignore his tiny 'frightened' moment and cover it up with some blood splattering mayhem. Oh yes. He'd enjoy that. This ghost dog seemed scared too. Buru could see it in his eyes. He hadn't noticed it before but he did now. So those tricks had been to scare him away? Well it would take a hell lot more then that to get Buru to back off. That was for damn sure.
"You did but I decided it would be far more fun to see how much pain I could doll out on a ghost-dog."[/i] [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Nora on Apr 11, 2009 12:56:32 GMT -5
Pain?
...Ha...ha ha...
Nora howled in laughter, real laughter. He wasn't insane at all, but this was just too funny.
“A dead dog can't feel A-ah ha ha, we're already dead! You can mutilate me beyond recognition but I won't feel it! Majority of my nerve endings are numb and dead! “
Oh, this was so true. Cut Nora across the chest. He wouldn't feel it. Break his legs. No feeling. Rip his innards out. No feeling. Did the dog even have innards? He was pretty sure they'd be decayed by now...
“If you want to fight and torture me, just try it. I warned you, though.” With that, Nora crouched down, lips drawn back into a threatening snarl. His tail was up and one paw was forward. It was an old fighting stance, one that was pounded into him ever since he was a little pup.
.....
Okay, may be not THAT far back, but it was still drilled into his brain as well as all the fighting skills he learned as a child.
[OOC: ...This is starting to seem like some kind of boss battle...xDDD;]
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