ᴀ ʀᴜsʜ ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅ||sᴇᴍɪ─ʟɪᴛ ᴅᴏɢ ʀᴘ||Open

[jet pack blues]

Daisy
[ fae ] - [ daisy mae ] - [ talk ] - [ unknown age (about 2-3) ]

The young fae closed her eyes happily, letting her chocolate brown ears flap behind her as a gust of wind gently rocked her back and forth from the harness she dangled from. Her state of fun was over, though, as soon as she felt her paws touch down on the soft feeling of grass.
She felt let down for a brief second, watching as the large craft that had carried her in flew off. She wouldn't miss the thing. Daisy was particularly very fond of humans and didn't mind the occasional one she would stay with, but those ones were different. They poked and prodded and probed at her in uncomfortable ways that were not meant to be natural to a dog.
She let her tongue dangle out of her mouth for a brief moment as she began panting. The roan dog took a second to review her surroundings. There was a beautiful clearing with more trees than the eye could see with a cool stream of water that floated through, along with a weathered cabin. But there was one other thing— she scented another dog.
The fae's golden eyes fell upon the creature. It took her a second to realize it, but she knew that dog. She was one of the unlucky 14 dogs who'd gotten picked up along with herself. Her mind quickly put a name to the subject, coming up with Replay.
She trotted over to the stream cautiously as she kept her eye on the other canine. She lapped up the cool liquid, feeling it refresh her body. She looked up at the other far, noticing she had a tag placed in her ear as well. Daisy shuddered at the pain of getting the annoying object stuck in her body, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "You have one too?" she asked, finally speaking up.

[grizzly.]

ＴＨＩＳ ＩＳＮ'Ｔ Ａ ＦＡＩＲＹ ＴＡＬＥ...TOGETHER WE STAND

ＴＨＥ ＴＲＯＬＬ ＤＯＥＳＮ'Ｔ ＧＥＴ ＴＨＥ ＰＲＩＮＣＥＳＳ.

ＴＨＥ ＴＲＯＬＬ ＧＥＴＳ ＴＯ ＳＴＡＹ ＵＮＤＥＲ ＴＨＥ
ＢＲＩＤＧＥ ＷＩＴＨ ＨＩＳ ＲＩＤＤＬＥＳ..

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ＣＨＥＳＴＥＲ 'ＣＨＥＳＳ'

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. male.
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ. akita inu
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ. scared.
ᴛᴀɢs. hot chocolate.
ᴄʀᴜsʜ. n/a

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'Breath Chess, just relax little one, everything will be alright my little one. Just breath.'
Chester could hear the soft, calming voice of his previous owner, Rosie, when he had suffered from a seizure. No one knew why he had suddenly had lost all control of his body as it violently twitched and shook, but he remembers Rosie's sweet, calm voice whispering in his ear as she stroked his side, he had felt comfort in her support and her being there. He knew he was seizure prone, but he didn't tell anyone and became very cautious of what he ate and how much, having a fear of having another one, but this time, without Rosie.

Snapping back to reality, he felt the hard harness strapped around him, digging into his chest as he was propelled down to the ground, he didn't know what had awaited for him, but he knew that he was paired up with HC, or Hot Chocolate. He had heard many rumors about Savion and Spencer having a crush on the fea, but what the Akita Inu did not understand was; why were they so interested in a fea they hardly knew? Chester shook off the idea, he had no intention of finding 'love' during the experiment, and had made himself believe that there was no way he could ever fall for HC, she was his partner for this experiment.

Multiple thoughts buzzed through the brutes mind, distracting him from the scarce scene of bwing thousands of feet in the air and only being held onto by a harness and a rope. When he felt the squishy, muddy landscape u der his paws, he knew instantly that he would hate it here, but he didn't know how lomg he was going to be here, but he knew he had at least one mission; survive.

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ＩＦ Ｉ ＬＩＶＥＤ ＩＮ Ａ ＦＡＩＲＹ ＴＡＬＥ...TOGETHER WE STAND

Ｉ ＷＯＵＬＤ ＨＡＶＥ ＴＯ ＫＩＳＳ ＭＡＮＹ ＦＲＯＧＳ ＴＯ ＦＩＮＤ ＭＹ ＰＲＩＮＣＥ.

ＢＵＴ Ｉ ＳＴＩＬＬ ＷＯＵＬＤＮ'Ｔ ＢＥ ＡＢＬＥ ＴＯ ＦＩＮＤ ＨＩＭ...

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ＢＡＭＢＩ

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. female.
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ. golden retriever
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ. irritated, scared.
ᴛᴀɢs. rebellion
ᴄʀᴜsʜ. n/a

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Bambi yelped and cried as she was put into the harmess and propelled down to her stimulation, she felt her tail tuck inbetween her legs and her paws scrambling at nothing, but air as she searched for solid ground. The golden retriever's attention was strictly focused on her fear, not about the beautiful stimulation she had been assigned to. At a split second, the fea had slight thoughts on trying to chew off the harness while she was still being propelled down, but quickly decided against it, seeing as she would fall to her death at the height she was still at.

'Calm down Bambi, calm down.'

She remembered the father of her now deceased puppies' words when she had informed him of her pregnancy. He had always been calm and collected, and seemed to give Bambi a comfort at even the worst of possibilities. The fea never understood why she didn't take him on as a mate, but then a flash back of him being 'shish-cabobbed' was not a pretty sight, and made her realize that if he had been her mate, she would have been even more attatched to the brute than she had already been. She had kept her two deceased puppies, Fawn and Ceaser a secret from the others, as well as their also deceased father.

Bambi's thoughts about her past had distracted her slightly from her decent downwards. When she had noticed her paws were only about a foot off the ground she felt her body shake in joy, as she knew she would be released from the harness. Once her paws had touched the soft green grass, she sprang out of her harness and rolled around in the grass, as if to kiss the ground, as if it had been years since her paws had toutched the floor of the Earth.

[Sleepy Little Kitty]

~{Any Pooch open to rp with Lola?}~

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Quote: If you think you're alone your probably right.
Name: Lux
Age: 6 years
Gender: Brute
Breed: Border collie
With: Lola Elizabeth
Trouble:

Lux hung limply in his harness as he was swung out and away from the loud noisy machine, away from the other dogs that were supposed to be a part of his world. Why these humans didn't understand he didn't wish to be a part of any world. Nobody seemed to understand that, those that tried to talk to him he could usually ignore pretty easily. When his feet hung in the air above the area he was being dropped to, he lowered his head and eyed the ground suspiciously awaiting it to greet his feet. Once his feet bit into the sooty ground, he let out a low warning growl and then jerked free from the harness.

Soon he was pacing along the river's edge, not waiting for his companion; because he need not have one. No he only need to worry about himself. His tongue slid from between his teeth as he panted in the warmish air, his blue eyes narrowed as he studied the world around him. This was fine, yes he would be just fine here away from the rest of the world. Keeping his head low he stalked down to the River's edge and sniffed the water, for the moment it seemed clean, not dangerous but like his head was telling him. It was only like this for the moment.

Taking advantage of the moment he dropped his head further and began to lap up the water, his ears and eyes ever alert for any danger that might come his way.

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Quote: Just try me and you'll see, I am not a part of your imagination.
Name: Echo
Age: 4 years, 6 months,
Gender: Fae
Breed: Beauceron
With: Denison
In My place.

Echo's head jerked left and right, panic settling in as her stress levels rose rapidly. She could see Denison, already safe on the ground. This did nothing to alleviate her panic, in fact she was close to loosing control, she whined in a high pitched tone that quickly rose to a panicked howl as she began to thrash trying to reach the straps holding her above the ground. Snapping her teeth, growling and struggling as soon as her feet hit the rough gravel she lunged forward snapping herself free from the Harness.

She spun around eyes searching for an attacker that caused the bit of pain across her chest when she lunged forward. She stood there panting, ears pinned back as she spun around in a circle again not able to find an attacker she let out a whine and spun around one final time her brown eyes landing on Denison, before darting away again. She turned her head searching for something, still panting heavily, her ears still pressed to her skull panting heavily feeling on edge, and ready to run.

[L.I.N.G.E.R]

Rebellion
||Four Years||Male||Akbash Dog||Hurts Like Heaven||No Crush||No Mate||Tags:Bambi||Doing:Being Put In The Simulation||

So, this was the harness that would be taking him to the 'drop zone' then? It wasn't very impressive, though it caused him slight discomfort when he was slipped into it. There was no point in fighting at this point, he'd only hurt himself. His instincts told him that would be a very undesired consequence right now. He didn't know what he was getting into, but he knew that he was not the only one. As the harness carried him towards the simulation grounds his cranium twisted this way and that to get a good bird's eye view of the surrounding area. He stored the quick mental map he made away into the depths of his mind. He wasn't sure how much good it would do him in the near future, but t certainly couldn't hurt.

While he was distracted his paws tapped the ground causing him to jolt a little in his harness. It quickly slipped away from his body, he was released. This wasn't freedom though, well it was a twisted form of the word. He growled to himself as his slippers slowly allowed him to prowl forwards. He was taking in the scents around him, some were familiar, fresh water, the different animals, the grass. There were unfamiliar scents as well, the first belonged to another dog. He had known he was not the only unfortunate creature to be put in this situation, he wondered who else had been picked for this. He supposed he could go look for one or more of the other dogs. Perhaps he would just start with one.

The scent was strong, there was another nearby. He wasn't fond of company, but having somebody to watch his back could turn out to be a good idea. Then again, that would require trust, that was something he simply did not want to give away. He did not know this dog, this dog did not know him. He sighed to himself, heading towards the scent. Well they were put in the same area, that had to mean something. His nose wrinkled at the thought of even trying to be friendly. Humans could not be trusted, clearly, he had never really had to trust another dog before, maybe they couldn't be trusted either. Maybe they were put here because they got into trouble like he did, maybe they weren't loyal to their owners?

He had no way on knowing without asking, but that could be considered very personal information. He would be angered by such a question, the topics discussed would have to be thought about carefully. He never did well with strangers, he really didn't understand why he was one of the dogs picked for this role. There must have been better choices out there. This couldn't all just be because he got into trouble. It was too late to go back, and wondering wouldn't get him anywhere. As much as he wanted answers, he knew there were some he simply wouldn't get. It was a hard thing to live with, but did he really have a choice? Well he supposed he did, he could give up his life here, just curl up and let the Grim Reaper take him.

He wasn't that type of dog though. He was a fighter, and he would show everybody that. He could see himself getting into many different types of trouble in this place, that brought a thrilling rush on energy up his spine. He had been walking before, but now he was running, his large paws pounding over the ground. His white coat was blowing in the wind as it rushed around him as if trying to lift him off his paws, but it would not succeed with a dog of his size. He felt a smirk rising upon his muzzle, he snorted into the wind. He was taunting it, maybe not a good idea to taunt Mother Nature, but he did it anyway. This was a new environment, he was determined to test all his limits as quickly as possible.

[lokison]

(Can I just ask where we begin?)

[grizzly.]

ＩＦ Ｉ ＬＩＶＥＤ ＩＮ Ａ ＦＡＩＲＹ ＴＡＬＥ...TOGETHER WE STAND

Ｉ ＷＯＵＬＤ ＨＡＶＥ ＴＯ ＫＩＳＳ ＭＡＮＹ ＦＲＯＧＳ ＴＯ ＦＩＮＤ ＭＹ ＰＲＩＮＣＥ.

ＢＵＴ Ｉ ＳＴＩＬＬ ＷＯＵＬＤＮ'Ｔ ＢＥ ＡＢＬＥ ＴＯ ＦＩＮＤ ＨＩＭ...

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ＢＡＭＢＩ

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. female.
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ. golden retriever
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ. irritated, curious.
ᴛᴀɢs. rebellion
ᴄʀᴜsʜ. n/a

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Bambi's ears twitched slightly as she had felt as if she was not alone in the stimulation, turning she saw a figure in the distance, it was a dog, larger than her, and white. Bambi felt a sigh escape her muzzle, she might have been a golden retriever, but what had happened in her past had hardened the dog's heart. Sighing she figured she better get on a name-basis at least with this dog, since she would have to get along with this dog to survive and complete the experiment.

Shaking out her fur, she didn't really give a second thiught to if her fur was a mess, she had a horrible past, to her that is, and she imagined it couldn't get any worse, seeig as she was five years old, and more than likely no brute would want to claim her as theirs. This brought another sigh from the fea before she began to make her way over to the dog.

"Hi, I'm Bambi, I guess we're paired up together for this stimulation. I know you don't know me and I don't know you, it will most deffinetly take time to gain the so fagil inanimate object known as trust, you don't know my past and I don't know yours. Whether we gain this trust or not, we'll have to work together to survive."

The golden retriever said plainly, knowing that this dog probably wouldn't be the kind of dog to become friends so easily with anyone he just meets. She knew what she had said was true in her own mind, and that it made sense. He didn't know her, her past or her personality just as she didn't know his past, personality and ecetera. All Bambi knew was that she would have to get through the unknown number of days before they were free from the stimulation, which she couldn't wait for even thought she had nothing else to look forward to once leaving.

[b a d . w o l f]

~I'll post n Thursday, when on the computer. c:
On my iPad right now c; ~

[quitting,,]

My Hot Chocolate is open <3~

[grizzly.]

((They're being placed in their stimulation and Hot Chocolate is paired up with Chester))