Fight of My Life~Accepting~

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Olivia.
"Immature, rght. I'll remember that next time I try to get a male away from me. Seems to work for you, doesn't it?" I say dryly. I roll my eyes. "Insane. Go ahead, I don't care. You'll never be able to get out anyways. Even if so, I don't care if you help me. Nobody ever keeps promises anymore. And of course you'd laugh in my face, crazy, evil, madmen do those sort of things." I mumble, wishing I could be back at home, curled up with my little girl. She was such a sweet human. Such a nice creature. A tear slides down my cheek as I think of her, and the life I once had. Even if I could escape, where would I go? Surely not the pound. I don't know if I could survive on the streets, I've been a pet for a long time. I don't know if I'd remember how to survive.

[Dumezil]

Aster’s eyes widened slightly as she looked. That that was what the scars were from. Feeling suddenly self conscious about her smooth white fur, Aster laid her head down, a strange expression in her eyes. She had never fought before and it was beginning to dawn on her why she was here. When she fought, no-one would be betting for her. She was the goon. The target. Nobody was expecting the lily colored family dog disguised as a fighting breed to win anything at all! Her voice shook slightly when she spoke next but she managed to remain calm, hating herself for not having realized this before. No need to freak out now, though. It was what it was. “Does anyone ever, you know, get free?” Without dying. Surely not all the humans here were cruel?

Waiting for a reply, Aster cast a sympathetic glance upward at Olivia, wishing she could do something. If he didn't shut the hell up soon she was going to use up the length of the chain around her throat for all it was worth. The male dog was being a twerp but it was obvious he didn’t understand or he wouldn’t be saying those things. The females had to stick together here. However, even Aster wasn’t part of it, though, as she had never had pups. Still, she glared at him. Olivia seemed like she could handle it but Aster was ready to do something at the slightest sign from the other female.

[meveh]

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Fallon grinned. Someone who shares my hope! He thought, spirits rising. Turning to the pitch black wolf, Fell, he contemplated to himself. He would have to talk to him, soon. Before his mind decided the plan was crazy. He grinned. Everything would set in motion soon enough....he just had to get in the Pen at the same time as this wolf; Fell was his name if he remembered correctly. He layed down his head, curling up. He needed to think of a way to go outside at the same time as the black wolf...for he wanted to speak in private, without the other canines calling him crazy.

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She tugged on the chain around her neck. Though she hated to admit it, she was a bit tired. She surpressed a yawn as she lay down. Unable to hold it any longer, she opened her mouth wide, gasping in air. She closed her dreary eyes, and rested her head on her paws. Soon enough, blackness consumed her, and she was dreaming of the outside. The fresh air, racing minds, happy spirits, lolling tongues. It all seemed so....happy. A small, nagging feeling inside of her longed to get out of here...even for just one day. She desperately needed a brake...dogs weren't met to do this.

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Olivia.
I flicked my ears at Aster. Thanks." I tell her softly. "Usually it just works best to ignore them. They'll be gone soon enough, right? " By this, she means 'gone' as in dead. She sighs, her green eyes somewhat sad.

Rishka.
I glance at her, nodding to Olivia before I continue. "Doubtful. I think I've seen one dog escape in the entire time I've been here. And he only made it out of his cage. He was running through the place when he....well, never mind. I don't want to give you nghtmares with the details...." I trail off with a mumble. I remember the dog clearly. Silas, I believe his name was. He had been shot by one of the workers as he ran down the hall. In the leg. Then in the side. THen, finally, in the heart. It had been horrible. We had all grieved that night.

[Boo.]

Fell:
I snorted arogantly "You guys are all just hopelss, youve lost hope and thats the worst of all, you cant give up!" howled he raised his muzzle up high " Dont give up" I whispered

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Olivia.
I grind my teeth together, willing myself not to turn around and kill him right then and there. I sincerely hope he dies in the arena. Sincerely hope. I've never wished pain or death on anyone, but he's just so...ugh. Ignorant! Annoying! Irritating! Abnoxious! Loud! Stupid! Foolish! I could go on and on. But instead of doing anything, I merely roll my eyes and sigh, shaking my head. I watch Aster and Rishka quietly. They seem nice enough.

[spiff]

ｓｈａｒｄ lalalalalalalalalalalalala❃ i've never been much good in conversation ❃

Shard blinked. "Why yes indeed; I have heard of you. Unfortunately, if you would call it unfortunate, I have also heard of every other fighter in this place." Put-down comments would usually discourage others from saying more. However, Azbo seemed to be the type that struck her to be oblivious to things like this. Azbo. It was an... interesting name, to say the least. Quirky, you might call it, or maybe quaint. But it suited him, she supposed as she studied the other dog, her expression unfathomable.

((Oh yeah, pssh pssh, you definitely ain't copyin' it, puddingwaffles. x3))

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((Oh guys BTW Jetta *cough*the awesome*cough* made banners! I put them on the font right under the form! Take a look at 'em!))

[Dumezil]

(Haha, thanks. ^^ I will put one in my siggie shortly. Just curious, is there ever the chance one of us could make an actual human character? Not just a NPC? It could be a owner or a vet or anything. I probably won't be on this much tomorrow, haha. Sorry for the constant posts. It is a down day, haha. Army Combatives tomorrow.)


Azbo’s tail hit the ground gently and he wriggled slightly, almost excitedly. “But you have heard of me!” That was all that really mattered. If he had realized that the human was there before, the thought had completely left his mind, now, and Shard had captured all of his attention. She was certainly less boring than the other two who could only talk about boring things such as killing. The tall Belgian Malinois acted like he was having the best day of his life. He, however, did not make it clear whether he was obvious of making fun of himself or completely oblivious. As Azbo studied her, he had difficulty reading her expression. That didn’t bother him too much, though.
“So, uh, wudduya say we get dinner some time?” This time he ducked his head, acting sheepish, shooting her a small amused expression. “They serve a delicious mush around here every couple of days or so.” He knew he was probably pushing it here but commiserating over his past wasn’t exactly his style of “fun” and there was never much to do around the place except poke fun at it or talk about your past. And fight, of course, but that came later.





Aster sighed but her tail tapped slightly as she glanced back up at Olivia. She immediately felt guilty for almost saying “I hope so” in response to them being gone soon enough. She kept forgetting where they were. So far, the white pitbull was adapting well but she kept feeling more and more on edge, especially now when she realized what she was destined for. At least it wasn’t in parts of the country where they ate dogs afterward… she had heard of that before.
It seemed running was out of the question as well, from the way Rishka talked. Aster did not want to delve deeper but she figured that whatever had happened to the escapee wasn’t good.
“What are they doing now?” She asked, finally. If there was a fight going on she figured dogs would be going and coming (or not) like crazy. Was it a slow day, perhaps? She was slightly tired, even though she could not see windows. Was it getting late?

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Rishka.
I shrug. "Probably slow day. Usually there's humans everywhere, and dogs barking. Maybe everyone's just tired. Yesterday was pretty big. I'm not really sure though, humansare complicated." I sigh, putting my head down on my paws.

((Sure, I think that'd be fine! You'll just have to use a form from a human RP or something, since I only have one for dogs and I don't feel like making another XD! Oh and don't make the person a vet though, because this place doesn't care about investing time or money to care for the animals! ^-^))