❝ T H E. G O O D. L I F E. ❞

[the family business.]

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the city. filled to the brim with rich, snobby people,
most with a canine companion. what happens to said
canines when the humans go to work?
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the good life is what i need
too many people stepping over me
the only thing that's, been on my mind
is the one thing i need before i die

all i want is a little of, the good life
all i need is to have a good time
the good life

i don't really know, who i am
it's time for me to take a stand
i need a change and i need it fast
i know that any day
could be the last

hold on, hold on
i always wanted it this way
i never wanted it this way

i always wanted it this way
we didn't ask for it this way
i always wanted this way
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[the family business.]

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ＴＨＥ ＧＯＯＤ ＬＩＦＥ


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this roleplay is a remake of another which corvette a
nd the family business. made. forgetful. helped with
the coding of this current roleplay.
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respect the sites rules such as no godmoding
/powerplaying and fade to black/timeskip
when the time calls for it. just keep in mi
nd all the site rules in general.

please try to keep genders even; also heter
osexual characters only. no having charact
ers who have a crush on each other/are ma
tes. don't double up on the same position. h
ave a variety of characters, so you can't ha
ve two jocks, two purebreds, etc. one high
rank per user. keep breeds even too - so th
ere can't be ten huskies. mixes exempted.
medium to large sized breeds only.

at least write 5+ sentences per post, per ch
aracter. also have some kind of header with
position, rank, location, and tags (the chara
cter your canine is with). 80-85 font only. d
isable signatures when posting. character fo
rms and ooc talk will be on the discussion th
read to avoid clutter.
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[the family business.]

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allow me to introduce the purebreds, the canines who
think they run the place. you can find canines of any
breed here, but only if they are purebred. some are c
omplete snobs, others just fit the description and wer
e roped in by how luxurious everything seems.

allow me to introduce the troublemakers, the ones al
ways looking for different types of thrills. canines of a
ny breed are accepted here as long as they like to dist
urb the peace.

allow me to introduce the drama geeks, the ones who
have a flair for the dramatics. any breed is accepted he
re as long as they enjoy drama.

allow me to introduce the invisibles, the canines no on
e really notices. canines of any breed are accepted her
e, however most are mixed breeds, though some may b
e purebred which have been shunned by the lead pureb
red and denied acceptance.

allow me to introduce the jocks, a strictly all male grou
p. they enjoy playing catch or frisbe with their humans
off and canines of any breed are accepted here, mixed
breeds included in this group as well.

allow me to introduce the delinquents, the dogs who c
ould be classified as bullies and love to start fights. they
despise the purebreds; however, they do have a few exc
eptions. canines of any breed are welcome here, mixed
or otherwise.

allow me to introduce the pretty ones, a strictly all fem
emale group who believe they run the place alongside t
he purebreds. only purebreds are accepted here, and th
ey must follow under the lead pretty one's rules, no mat
ter how absurd.

allow me to introduce the wildcards, the canines who fi
t in virtually anywhere. any breed is accepted here, and
these canines are truly a mixture of every clique all thro
wn into one group.
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[ > ] he/she likes him/her
[ >< ] they like each other.
[ <3 ] they are mates.
[ + ] they are siblings/family.

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purebreds { m / f } [ 8/15 ]
lead purebred:
thirteen // ♀ // border collie // gypsy,
beta purebred:
astra // ♀ // border collie // rarest grace;
delta purebred:
angelo // ♂/♀ // breed // rayn ;
purebreds:
knox // ♂ // doberman // Festive-Energy~
apache // ♂ // german shepherd // candlelight_muse
victoria // ♀ // australian shepherd // Pastel☯Rat
sakura // ♀ // shiba inu // kasaithefurry
name // ♂/♀ // breed // Spooper
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user

troublemakers { m / f } [ 11/15 ]
lead troublemaker:
karolina // ♀ // hovawart // luminescence;
beta troublemaker:
kalani // ♀ // border collie // tiny russian teacup
delta troublemaker:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
troublemakers:
vidar // ♂ // saarloos wolfhound // the family business.
danger // ♂ // beauceron // gypsy,
phosphorus // ♂ // belgian shepherd // kishinuma
pork chop // ♀ // collie x pointer // .•ҽӷoɗҽɗ•.
dani // ♀ // labrador mix // candlelight_muse
simon // ♂ // husky // kasaithefurry
revolver // ♂ // malinos x shepherd // rarest grace;
andi // ♀ // mutt // aussiebear100
dakota // ♀ // mixed // melbelle6
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user

drama geeks { m / f } [ 5/15 ]
lead drama geek:
calypso // ♀ // siberian husky // forgetful.
beta drama geek:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
delta drama geek:
beau // ♂ // water spaniel // .•ҽӷoɗҽɗ•.
drama geeks:
blondie // ♀ // afghan hound // Peachfuzz221
gryffon // ♂ // wirehaired point. griffon // luminescence;
aki // ♀ // shepherd x husky // Spooper
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user

invisibles { m / f } [ 5/15 ]
lead invisible:
laika // ♀ // cattle dog mix // candlelight_muse
beta invisible:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
delta invisible:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
invisibles:
charlotte // ♀ // border collie // the family business.
electra // ♀ // american staffordshire terrier // forgetful.
bluebird // ♂ // belgian malinos // .•ҽӷoɗҽɗ•.
arizona // ♀ // husky x shepherd // kasaithefurry
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user

jocks { m } [ 9/15 ]
lead jock:
vice // ♂ // malamute // krazykitty00
beta jock:
name // ♂ // breed // user
delta jock:
name // ♂ // breed // user
jocks:
outlaw // ♂ // rhodesian ridgeback // the family business.
podrick // ♂ // australian shepherd // forgetful.
cajun // ♂ // doberman // Peachfuzz221
prince // ♂ // northern inuit // gypsy,
riley // ♂ // german shepherd // Festive-Energy~
ace // ♂ // akita // Pastel☯Rat
adder // ♂ // husky x shepherd // Spooper
perciful // ♂ // golden retriever // ❝ ophelia ❞
name // ♂ // breed // user
name // ♂ // breed // user
name // ♂ // breed // user
name // ♂ // breed // user

delinquents { m / f } [ 2/15 ]
lead delinquent:
winston // ♂ // doberman // Pastel☯Rat
beta delinquent:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
delta delinquent:
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
delinquents:
foster // ♂ // labrador retriever // forgetful.
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user

pretty ones { f } [ 4/15 ]
lead pretty one:
amarillo // ♀ // rough collie // Peachfuzz221
beta pretty one:
iris // ♀ // breed // ❝ ophelia ❞
delta pretty one:
name // ♀ // breed // user
pretty ones:
name // ♀ // breed // eli ayase
skye // ♀ // smooth collie // Pastel☯Rat
valora // ♀ // malamute // krazykitty00
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user
name // ♀ // breed // user

wildcards { m / f } [ 9/15 ]
lead wildcard:
freja // ♀ // czech. wolfhound // the family business.
beta wildcard:
name // ♂ // breed // eli ayase
delta wildcard:
tika // ♀ // husky x collie // kishinuma
wildcards:
gypsy // ♀ // belgian malinos // gypsy,
neith // ♀ // czech. wolfdog // Festive-Energy~
gecko // ♀ // saluki // .•ҽӷoɗҽɗ•.
name // ♂/♀ // breed // Spooper
conan // ♂ // belgian tervuren // melbelle6
reginald // ♂ // berger picard // tiny russian teacup
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
name // ♂/♀ // breed // user
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[the family business.]

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beach
neutral territory.

pier
somewhat neutral territory.

the meadow
neutral territory.

the park
neutral territory.

the fountain
purebreds, jocks, and the pretty ones territory.
other groups are not allowed.

the weeping willows
neutral territory.

the agility course
mostly jock territory, but it's neutral territory.

the pool
neutral territory.
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the beach
the beach is a place any dog of any clique is
free to go. it is considered to be neutral terr
itory in the war zone that is the city.

the pier
the pier is where the purebreds throw their
parties; all cliques are allowed, however n
ot exactly welcomed by everyone.

the meadow
the meadow is neutral territory and often
visited by canines who are troubled, or ge
nuinely enjoy the serene area.

the park
the park is where the canines are dropped
off by their human companions. it has qui
te a bit of space, and is neutral territory.

the fountain
the fountain has been claimed by the jock
s, purebreds, and pretty ones. any canine
who is not of these groups and goes anywh
ere near the fountain may be forcefully re
moved from the area.

the weeping willows
the weeping willows is a place where cani
nes in love often go, as it is beautiful and
genuinely peaceful. it is neutral territory
and all are free to go here.

the agility course
the agility course is a place where the joc
ks frequent, however they do not claim o
wnership of it and most canines are free t
o exercise here.

the pool
the pool lies within the park and is, yet aga
in, neutral territory, meaning any canine is
welcome here.
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[the family business.]

❝ＴＨＥ. ＧＯＯＤ. ＬＩＦＥ. ❞
is now open and accepting members.
forms and ooc on the discussion thread.

[everyfai]

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"Calypso!" The sound of her name made her wake up in an instant. There were a few more shouts of "Calypso! Calypso!" as she hurried down the stairs to the kitchen. She was greeted by a man, a woman, and their two five year olds when she reached the kitchen. Those were the twins - a boy and a girl. The Siberian Husky loved them even when they pulled on her face and ears. Noticing the man move over to the pantry where her food was stored, she started to spin in circles which made the two twins squeal in excitement and a chuckle from the two parents. Seeing her food, she immediately sat and waited for one of the many commands that the man and woman had taught her. "Calypso - bang, bang!" The man commanded, holding his hand out with his pointer finger directed to her and his thumb pointed up. She dramatically fell to the floor, and her fluffy tail thumped on the ground. "Bang, bang!" said one of the twins as she copied her father. She stopped wagging her tail and played dead. When she was reward with a "good girl!" she rose to her paws and watched as the kibble went into her dish. Excitedly, she started to work her slow feed bowl to eat every last piece. She felt one of the twins pet her soft fur, but she did not pay them much mind. She was far too focused on her challenging breakfast.

Once she finished eating her breakfast, she watched as the man said farewell to his wife and kids then approached her to give her a pat on the head. Swishing her fluffy tail, she licked his hand and watched him leave through the front door. Minutes later, the wife and twins had to leave. The wife was taking the twins to kindergarten before she left for work. One of the twins - the boy - was always distraught to leave her behind. The wife rubbed her head and the girl twin followed in suit, but the boy twin came up to her and hugged her. "Be good, Calypso! Don't be sad while we're gone! I'm going to miss you." The twin spoke, burying his face into her fluffy fur. When he pulled away, she gave his face a few good kisses that made him giggle. It was always sad to see her family leave every morning; however, she had more fun things to do while they were gone. She would join her fellow drama geeks at the park. Usually, the man would take her to the park to drop her off, but it appeared that he had forgotten. No worries! She was known for her digging of holes and knew how to escape her own backyard. This would be no problem for someone like Calypso. She was basically a pro at escaping.

Going through the doggy door that led to her backyard, she walked the perimeter of the fence before finding her whole. A smile appeared on her maw as she crouched and dug it up some more before wiggling her thin body through the gap. Now she was free to run to the park! The Siberian Husky took off at an incredible speed. She was fortunate enough to live close to the park, so there was no threat of cars hitting her. As she reached the park, she noticed a canine and his owner entering the park. Quickly, she moved to join them as the canine's owner opened the gates to let his canine into the park. "Hey Ace!" She greeted with a smile. The lead drama geek prided herself in knowing most of the canines in the park. She knew what clique they belonged to and everything! She was one of the leads, and it made since for her to know the names of others. If she did not know the names of the canines in her own group then she was not much of a leader at all. "How's your morning going?" She inquired, squeezing her way into the park as soon as Ace's owner opened the gate. She turned on her heel to face the Akita, and she took a few small skips backwards further into the park. The Siberian Husky cocked her head to the said, her fluffy tail swaying. She always enjoyed talking to canines even if they were not in her clique.

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[ female ] [ two years ] [ siberian husky ] [ lead drama geek ] [ location: park ] [ tags: ace ]

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Electra's cropped ears perked at the sound of the alarm. She released a tired yawn as she sprawled across the bottom of her owner's bed. It was only weeks ago that she was laying on a blanket in a kennel. She had been in the shelter for most of her life with no hope of adoption. She was sweet as can be, but humans still feared her breed because they were known as vicious. Thankfully for her, one of the shelter volunteers had fallen in love with her. Perhaps it was a mix of pity as well. The human had been there when the pitbull was first brought to the shelter three years ago. In that time, the human female watched as no one adopted her, and she eventually adopted her before it was too late. Now she laid in a nice bed and was given plenty of TLC that she properly deserved. She had always been such a quiet and low energy canine. That was most likely another reason no one had wanted her. They did not want a broken shell of a canine who did not want to play. She liked to play, but she liked to cuddle the most. She thought of herself as the lap dog and would always lay on her owner's lap whenever her human was relaxing on the couch. It made her warm to make the human laugh the way she did whenever she sat on her.

When her human rose from the bed, she silently watched as she moved over to her and leaned over to give her a kiss on her head. The pitbull's tail weakly thumped against the bed. Eventually, she left the bedroom and followed the human downstairs where she would be given her breakfast. Her kibble was poured into her food bowl, and she wolfed it down immediately while taking in the smell of her owner's breakfast - scrambled eggs and bacon. Once she finished her food, she padded over to the dining table and rested her head on her owner's lap. She lifted her gaze and watched her owner until the human could no longer take it. The pitbull was reward with half a slice of bacon. Licking her maw, she went to her water bowl and lapped up the cool water.

Minutes later, her human had to leave to continue her volunteering at the shelter. While she was gone, she spent her time at the park where her human dropped her off nearly every day. So she followed her outside to her car and hopped in the backseat. She sprawled across the seats and closed her eyes as they drove to the park. Feeling the car come to a halt, she rose to her paws and waited for her human to open the door and clip a leash onto her. Swishing her tail faintly as the leash was clipped onto her collar, she soon hopped out of the car and made her way to the entrance. The fae still did not know too many canines at the park, but she did know most of the invisibles. After her owner said her farewells, she hesitantly pushed forward into the park and looked for her fellow invisibles. She knew all the territories and knew not to approach the fountain. No one seemed to like the purebreds, and she understood why. Either way, she did not care and would not involve herself with them. She did not want to be thrown into unnecessary drama.

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[ female ] [ four years ] [ american staffordshire terrier ] [ invisible ] [ location: park ] [ tags: --- ]

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Podrick was the first one up in his household. The only other person who lived here besides him was his owner, a twenty-three year old college student who professionally played frisbee. It was truly a match made in heaven! Since he was already snuggled up to his owner, he lifted his head and started to lick his human's face. The man grunted and groaned as he tried to push his canine companion away, but the Aussie had successfully woken him up. After a friendly yet rough ruffle of his fur, he watched as the human rose from his bed and shuffled to get ready for classes. Springing to his paws, he waited by the door of the bedroom and whined until his owner was ready. He turned the corner and immediately went to the kitchen where he would be fed. Lowering his upper half and wagged his tail, he impatiently waited for his kibble to be deposited into his bowl. "Alright, alright.. Here ya go, boy." His owner said as he approached with his food and dumped some into his bowl. Giving an excited yip, he happily dug into his kibble while his owner made coffee and several pieces of poptarts for himself. His owner ate the weirdest things! He was never allowed to have his owner's breakfast.

Once his and his owner's meals were completed, they set off for the day. His owner drove him to the park where he would be dropped off. He loved the park! He got to hang out with all his friends. On his owner's free days, the human would stay to throw the frisbee for him as many times as the Australian Shepherd wanted - which was many times. His owner never minded though since they were both a lover of frisbee. Once his owner opened the gate and said his farewell, the jock darted into the park and searched for his fellow jocks or even a purebred or pretty one. The jocks, purebreds, and pretty ones were basically on good terms since they shared the fountain and were on top of the ranks it would seem. As he started to approach the fountain, he found himself colliding into another dog - Charlotte. He grunted as he lost his balance and his upper half fell into the dirt. He was never one to grow angry, so he simply brushed it off. Giving a chuckle, he rose to his paws and shook the dirt from his fur before turning to see who he had bumped into.

He did not know the fae who he had bumped into, but he knew she was an invisible. "Sorry, it was like you were invisible there!" He responded, an amused grin stretching across his maw as he was amused by his own joke. "Get it? Cause you're an invisible?" He added, his stubby tail wagging behind him. He did not mean any offense with his words. He simply thought it was hilarious. Cocking his head to the side, he took in the fae's appearance. She was pretty! Unfortunately, he did not know her name. He never did hang out with the invisibles simply because he had his jock friends. "What's your name? I'm Podrick, but you can call me Pod! Most do anyway." He introduced himself, a lopsided smile playing on his maw. Even though he did not hang out with the other cliques, he had nothing against them. Perhaps he was a bit too friendly, but he had no reason to dislike another canine. There were probably canines here that did not like him; however, he did not seem to care. He belonged to a wonderful clique where they all enjoyed the same thing - sports.

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[ male ] [ three years ] [ australian shepherd ] [ jock ] [ location: park ] [ tags: charlotte ]

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The smell of cigarette smoke woke Foster from his slumber. Giving a small sneeze, he lifted his head to see that his owner had lit a cigarette in his bedroom. His human was addicted to those things, but did he know that they smelled so bad? A small huff escaped the Labrador Retriever as he rose to his paws and shook his fur. His human had leaned over to rub his head. He was the only human that he truly liked. He had raised him as a pup; however, he did not train him well. He was quite the delinquent which earned him his position at the park. All the other cliques seemed boring to him anyway. The troublemakers were alright, but the delinquents were the true bad boys and bad girls. The troublemakers had nothing on the delinquents. They were bad to the bone - pun intended.

He hopped off the bed and went to the kitchen to receive his breakfast. As he reached his bowl, he lowered his upper half to gnaw on the rubber that surrounded it. When his owner entered, he was immediately scolded, and his tail wagged in amusement. It was only when his human approached him with kibble that he stopped gnawing on his basically destroyed food bowl. He went through his toys and bowls like they were nothing. His owner rarely ever replaced him because of this. He was stuck with destroyed bowls and toys which he did not care about. Eagerly, he started to eat his kibble while his eyes followed his owner. His owner grabbed an apple - something that the delinquent did not care enough for to steal. His human was becoming smarter that was for sure. Whenever he was home alone, his owner had to hide all things that would be destroyed in a locked room. It had been weeks since he dug through the trash can! How disappointing.

Finally, his owner had to go to work which meant that he would be dropped off at the park. His leash was hooked onto his collar, and they set off to hop in the car and drive there. Minutes later, they were at the park. He impatiently waited for his human to open the door and grab his leash to lead him into the park. "Be good, Foster." His owner told him which made him want to laugh. Be good? That was unlikely! When was he ever good? There were rare times for him to be a good boy. He was always a bad boy and scolded for doing the wrong things. Once his leash was removed, he took off into the park and went to the pool. He jumped into the water with a small splash and started to lap up some of the water. He rolled in the water to dampen his fur. What would the delinquent do today? It would probably be best to find the lead delinquent, Winston, to see if he had any ideas to torment the other cliques.

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[ male ] [ four years ] [ labrador retriever ] [ delinquent ] [ location: pool ] [ tags: --- ]

[artemis,]

Kalani
[ border collie ] [ female ] [ 3 years ] [ beta troublemaker ] [ location; park ] [ tags; --- ]

Kalani rolled off the old rug she lay on, and yawned before getting to her paws. She walked into the kitchen, and was greeted by her owner, who was at the table, eating an apple while typing on her laptop. She barked and pouted, and her owner laughed and pet her. "Kalani, you're such a fussy girl." Her owner said, and got up to leave. She left without another word, but Kalani was a pro at escaping. She walked out through the doggy door in the back. A small smirk was present on her muzzle when she saw the hole in the fence was open. She squeezed through, and kept low as she walked to the park. Kalani had a sly smirk on her face as the gate was opened, and she surveyed the clearing before her. The border collie chuckled. "Time to get into trouble."

[mellow.]

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[female.] [four years.] [purebred member.] [the park, calm.] [tags: open !]
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"Sit." Said Genevieve Coulter, who was standing in the living room on the second floor of the fashion industry's headquarters in this city— they were planning to gain more areas around the world, but for now they were in the big city. The name was Coulter, and people were constantly coming in and out of the building, but only about five of the many people were allowed upstairs— Bo's trainer, groomer, and the like. Of course, Genevieve herself is allowed— that is where she lives.

Bo sat down obediently and awaited her reward, which was soon given to her in the form of a gentle head rub and a "Good girl!". "Now, high five!" Genevieve ordered. Bo quickly raised her delicate paw, holding it in the air and waiting for Genevieve's move. Her owner then put her soft hands against Bo's paw. "Good girl, Bo!" She praised.
Bo panted in reply, a smile spreading across her sweet face. "Now, shy.." And Bo did as she said, putting that paw over her own eyes and whimpering, covering her face. "What a good girl..!" Genevieve said. Bo ran around in circles, excited as her owner pulled out a treat. She threw it into the air, and Bo jumped up with all her might to grasp the snack in her mouth. She caught it (though barely) and landed, swallowing the treat easily. She was itching for another, but Genevieve had to go. She always has work to do! Why can't she just stay with me..? It's not like there's anybody more important than me! Bo thought to herself, following her owner down the stairs, and whimpering when she went towards the door. Genevieve's workers downstairs watched the dog, most of them having never seen her in their life— Bo always found her way out without being noticed. But whatever she did, no matter how much she pawed at Genevieve's legs, she wouldn't stay. She left the building, purse in hand, and Bo watched her go with a twinge of sadness; but what could she do? This happened everyday, and everyday Bo missed her.
But she had to go on with her own life, so she trotted to the back of the store and left through the doggy door near the stairs, where nobody would notice her. She slipped outside easily, used to getting out of the place when she wasn't supposed to— but at least she wasn't as bad as the troublemakers, always getting where they're not allowed to be. And so many mixed breeds in that clique, too. Bo disliked them; but she disliked a lot of other cliques. The Siberian husky trotted along, taking a route to the park where she didn't have to cross the street. She found herself in the park area, and pushed through the gate quickly. She was hoping to meet up with some purebred allies, and also liked to hang around the park in general.

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[male.] [four years.] [delta troublemaker.] [the park, energetic.] [tags: open !]
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Creed scrambled around, his paws soft against the dewy grass. His hazel ears flopped as he ran towards the blonde green-eyed man that was his owner. Throw the ball again! Throw it again! Creed thought as he dropped the soggy tennis ball in front of Cody. He looked up at his owner with excitement, haunches raised as he wagged his tail, chest on the ground. Throw it again !! He thought, and then actually barked for it. Cody picked up the slobbery ball with no problem, and threw it wide and far.

Creed sprinted after it, his legs almost brushing against each other. He opened his mouth, panting, his tongue sticking out wildly. He then ran and leaped into the air, catching the ball before it even landed. Yes ! Creed thought to himself, running back to the man he was loyal to. He dropped the ball in front of him, but then he was distracted by a small, fluttering butterfly. Or, at least, he pretended to be, batting at one that was behind Cody. Cody chuckled, knowing that Creed was easily distracted, and went to sit down on the park's bench, because it seemed that Creed had more important things to do now.
As soon as Creed knew Cody wasn't looking, and was talking to someone, he strayed away from him, looking for something else to do, some trouble to start. He was itching to raise a little chaos, he hadn't done that all day.

[CarbonatedWeasel,]

Ace!
🏈 Male 🏈 Two years 🏈 American Akita 🏈 Jock 🏈 Location: Park 🏈 Tags: Calypso 🏈

"Ace! Time to go get your coat groomed and bathed!"Ace's owner Autumn, shouted. Ace's ears perked, rolling his eyes, he then flopped out of bed. " Ugh.." He groaned, shaking his fur and walking downstairs. He was greeted by Autumn, "I promise i'll drop you off at the park after, now go eat your breakfast." Autumn spoke softly, Ace's tail began to wag. Oh how he loved the park. The Akita then trotted over to his stainless steel bowl and began eating his kibble, he drank some water, then looked up at Autumn. "Ready to go boy?" Autumn asked, Ace responding with a bark.

The Akita and his human quickly arrived at the groomers, they were greeted by a young woman. Ace's tail wagged at he was pet by the groomer, but then huffed as he was placed in the bath and sprayed with lukewarm water, His fur that was full of dirt was soon cleaned off. Ace sniffed the air as Oatmeal scented shampoo was scrubbed into his fur, Mm.. At least i smell good! he thought to himself, his tail beginning to wag. The Akita was soon dried completely and drove to the park.

"Be nice, boy, go play with you're friends!" Autumn said, petting Ace then getting back into her car and driving to her work. Ace turned to Calypso, "Sup', Calypso! " He barked, his tail wagging. " Pretty good, but i was forced to be groomed. " He said with a straight face, then laughed. " How about yours? " He asked, tilting his head.

Winston!
☠ Male ☠ About three years old. ☠ Doberman ☠ Lead delinquent ☠ Location: Park ☠ Tags: Foster ☠

Ugh... Morning already..? Yep. Winston thought to himself, then growled. Winston's owner had better gotten him some sort of raw meat today, he refused to eat kibble. The thought of kibble made him gag, "Disgusting, pieces of processed fake meat. If he doesn't have actual meat for me today, i'm making Foster find me something that i can actually eat." Winston snorted to himself, taking one of his paws and sliding his claw across the wood floor, making a deep indentation and scuff on the expensive flooring. He smirked at the large scuff on the ground and padded to the kitchen. "Might as well call me st, jimmy. Now where's my food human?! " He barked, growling at his human-Kingsley. Kingsley sighed, taking the bag of dog kibble out of the cabinet and pouring it into Winston's bowl. "Are you kidding me?!" Winston barked, walking away from the food bowl, looking back at Kingsley. "I'm going to the park, now human. " Winston chuckled, walking to the park- Which happened to be right across the street from his house.

Winston looked around the park, " Foster! Get over here right meow!" Winston shouted, laughing at his joke, by saying 'meow', instead of 'now'. Yea, that was a terrible joke. Winston thought to himself with a chuckle. Anywho.. Where is that Foster..? Winston looked around, grumbling, then letting out a huff.

( Also if you didn't know what i meant by calling him 'St. Jimmy', It's a reference from Green-day, sorry for any confusion. )

Skye!
🍹 Female 🍹 Two Years 🍹 Smooth collie 🍹 Pretty one 🍹 Location: Park 🍹 Tags: Open 🍹

Skye was up and taking a jog with her owner, Brittany, at the beach, and thankfully they lived very close to the beach and the park, two of Skye's favorite places. Skye could tell Brittany was getting tired, so she nudged her softly. Brittany turned over and pet Skye, smiling, "Maybe it's time to take a break and go get some breakfast, huh?" Brittany asked Skye, Skye barked, the two then walked home, Brittany unlocking the door and walking in, Skye following after. "I'll make you're favorite." Brittany said, cutting up watermelon, and three raspberries, along with chunks of chicken and beef for Skye's meal. Skye's tail wagged, she smiled jumping around happily. Skye's food was finally prepared and she ate it quickly, walking to the park with Brittany.

Skye and Brittany quickly arrived at the park. "I'm going to go take a hike for a couple hours in the park, be good." Brittany said to Skye. Skye looked around, and watched all the dogs run around and talk. Skye frowned when she noticed she didn't really have any friends since she was generally pretty new here at the park.