[Slight gore/cursing warning, but nothing tootoo serious, yes?]
Human or deer, it matters little. Just pick one, and I'll happily respond to you.
(The Rules)
1. I can't draw. At all. So if you desire to rp via drawings, then just know that I will not be able to reply in a similar fashion. However, if you still desire to use art, then you are more than welcome to do so.
2. My posts will the length or about the same length of your posts.
3. I can start, or you can start c: Dosen't matter which~
Jergens - (Deer open, Human open)
Faith - (Deer open, Human open)
(I'll use his human form if
Crybaby was passing some shops in the street and stopped at a bakery. He bought some brioches because he loved these and didn't pass the bakery that often.
He was wearing his normal clothes he mostly and often wore: skinny jeans, a black t-shirt with a white, opened shirt over it, black chucks. He was wearing his white hair in a ponytail so it wouldn't bother him too much, though some curls and a few strands were still hanging in his face.
He took one of the brioches out of the paper bag and took a bite, walking out of the shop. He saw the redhead at this right moment stealing from another man. He swallowed slowly, starting to follow this man. He didn't believe he was a bad person... he didn't think like this about anyone. The man surely had his reasons for doing this.
He slowly approached while he was still eating his brioche and then reached for the slim man's hoodie.
"Hey... sir? Why did you do this?" he asked shyly but polite while he looked up at the taller one with his light-blue and innocent eyes.
((Hur :B For him, human is
Shit
He had been caught. Well... He gotten caught before, but never by someone so... How to put it? So goddamn polite. He swerved around only to be greeted to a shorter almost-white haired boy eating... What the Hell was that? Some sort of pastry, he guessed.
How old was this guy, anyway? He acted almost as if Jergens had forgotten to tie his shoes or some crap like that.
The man was starting to reach for his back pocket. Damn. Quickly, without even thinking, he seized the other boy's shoulder and tugged him along behind him, talking all the way.
"Unless ya want me to get arrested, I suggest ya walk with me, pretty boy. I'll tell ya my life story and all that shit if ya want. Whatever ya want as long as ya don't rat me out." his voice was that of a harsh sounding New Yorker, with the way it fluctuated it almost had a sort of musical sound to it.
He looked back and sighed in relief when he saw that the man was no longer there, probably running in the opposite direction. He let go of his new companion and turned to face him, a wild grin curling up his lips.
"Badass, right? Too bad I got caught by ya, though... I'm impressed, not many people catch me, y'know." he raised a hand and lightly scratched the bristols of his beard, perfectly non-chalont.
(I hope you don't mind me
The young female froze immediately, one mud-stained hoof raised into the air as she studied the stranger back. After being away from the forest for so long, due to her curious nature, the doe had found herself away from the forest for a lengthy period. But now she was back and terribly confused, not used to so many strangers.
Greed overcame fear as she ended up treading over to the crying idol curiously, tiny hooves spreading and leaving their own temporary marks in the soft earth. "Hello." Her voice was barely audible as she stopped a small distance away, forelegs sliding down the bank as her long neck dipped towards the pure water for a drink.
It'd been so long since she'd tasted that wonderful water.
Red stepped back again, looking the stag over as she wiped her tiny muzzle on her chest fur.
(Haha omg he makes me laugh
He looked at him curiously and slightly gasped when the man pulled him with him.
"I... don't want you to get arrested." he said with his much smoother voice than the redhead had and smiled weakly. He shortly looked back at the disappearing man and then at the redhead again when they stopped.
He didn't want to force him to tell him his life story... he was just curious and wondered why he has stolen. Because he's never seen someone stealing before since he was back on earth.
He swallowed the rest of his brioche, some crumbs resting on his one corner of his lips "Seems I'm good at observing?" he grinned, handing him the opened paper-bag "Wanna have some?" he asked, he saw the man was thin and probably hungry.
Xylv~ ((Of course not! :3
A doe.
Jergens always tended to avoid does, not because he didn't like them, but because he was simply afraid of them. He wouldn't show his fear outright, though. Instead, he let his human-like face take on a sadistic grin, almost cheshire-like.
"Hey girly..." he uncoiled his python-like grasp from the idol and stood to face her, legs tensing, almost as if he were ready to bolt. He wouldn't run yet, but if the situation called for it, he'd sprint away. It was just his nature,
"So girly, what brings ya here? Not like I'm all that interesting, right?" As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, that unnerving smile never vanishing for a second.
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Munkel~ ((He's mah chillen :'D))
Now he's offering me food... Weird-ass kid...
Gingerly, almost as if he were afraid of breaking it or something, he put one of his hands into the bag, and took out of the.... Whatever the Hell it was. Hey, it was edible, that was all that mattered.
"Thanks, man. Can't remember the last time I've had a bite, lemme tell ya." he stuffed the whole... thing.... into his mouth at once, practically swallowing it whole.
As he licked the last bit of pastrty residue off his dirty fingers, he turned and lightly walked over to a bench, obviously expecting his new companion to follow. Hey, when you gave Jergens free food, you had a friend for life.
"Alright man, come on. Name's Jergens, by the way. Nothing more and nothing less. Hell, I don't even think I can remember my last name." he plopped down and motioned for his new friend for life to sit beside of him.
(Haha &hearts) He giggled
He giggled slightly, wiping the crumbs off of his own cheek. "You're welcome." he said smiling and following him.
"You can have it all. I don't think I'm as hungry as you are..." he sat down next to Jergens and gave him the bag with the left pastries.
"Nice to meet you Jergens. My name's...uh. Crybaby, nothing more nothing less... I don't remember my real name." he smiled ashamed.
Munkel~ ((Leaving for the con
I never thought I'd meet someone with a name that's dumber than mine...
When it was offered, he quickly grabbed the bag, depositing the rest of the... whatever the Hell they were... into his empty stomach in a few quick minutes. If he had been alone, he probably would have tried to eat the bag too. But when he was around another guy (and a cute one to boot!), he always felt the need to put on a better impression of himself, little as it was.
"I can relate to that, Cry. Don't remember my birthday either. Hell, I don't remember anything, guess I just kinda shoved it all out." he crossed his arms behind his head, stretching himself.
Was he single? Maybe he could find a way to worm himself into this guy's house for a few days. After all, he was nice. It was rare for Jergens to find anyone that would be nice to him.
Still, best to make sure before he tried. He didn't want to scare him off or anything.
"So... What's the story with ya, man?" he asked casually.
((Okey 8D haha I'm always
"I... don't remember much either..." he said, looking around a bit with a pensive gaze. He didn't remember anything of his past life: birthday, age, life... just his parents. And he didn't even know how long this all has been, the forgotten memories perhaps forever lost in the darkness.
"Story?" he turned his gaze back towards Jergens. "I'm sure you wouldn't believe my story." he said, giving him a weak smile.
"Red, my name's...Red." She
Munkel~ ((Back 8D Huurrr...
"Likewise, Cry, likewise. Hm... Still... There have to be some parts that ya do remember that I'd believe. Like now, whatcha doin' now? Ya got a job or somethin'? Trust me. I'm not a rapist. Hell, to tell ya the truth, sex scares the shit out of me." he flushed a bit in embarassment at that, but still, Crybaby seemed like that type that would find that cute or something. Whatever. Maybe, maybe not.
There were multiple ways to get into someone's house.
He looked over at his new friend for life with a critical, examining gaze. Hm... girly... But feasible. He'd just have to see...
"Why would ya care whether or not I'd believe it anyway? Ya'll never see me again. I'm just a random theiving homeless guy that ya just so happened to catch at his own 'profession'. It's not like I'd tarnish yer reputation."
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Xylv~
Great. Sitting down. She'd be staying for a while then. Well... He would just have to make as much fun out of it as he could, wouldn't he?
"Nice to meet ya... girly." he smirked and gave her a little mock curtsey. "Red? That's... really uncreative. What, did yer parents just have a brain slowdown when they named ya, or what?" he tilted his head and casually trotted over so that he could be in front of her, grinning all the way.
"The Idol's all damp, so it's nice to lay against it. I'm here an awful lot, actually..."
Her neck jerked backwards as
He hadn't thought about such
"I'm... I'm still going to school but I have holidays now. And well, I'm... living together with a friend but he's not here at the moment." he said with a honest voice. He was too naïve to wonder why the homeless guy was asking so many questions. He bit his lower lip... it has been weeks he hasn't seen Sithrim, thinking of him gave him a twitch in his heart.
"Dunno..." he said, wrinkling his eyebrows. He cared about each person he met, no matter if he saw them ever again or not.
Xylv~ He blinked, and his
He blinked, and his smile widened even further. "Jergens. Just Jergens." he inched away a bit, obviously uncomfortable. "I guess you could say that I'm a newcomer. I've only been around for a little more than a month. No biggie." he rolled over to his side, staring up at her.
"Ya certainly sound like you've been here awhiles..."
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Munkel~ ((HURP. Buddy came over so I had to get off x3;; ))
Oh, trying to weave yer way out of my questions, are ya? Hm...
Jergens lightly tapped his lower lip in thought, treating their conversation almost as if he were in an intense chess game. Not that he knew how to play chess or any dumb crap like that.
"What's yer roommate's name, man? Know it seems like I'm prying, but maybe I've met him or somethin' I meet a ton of people out here... Only a few have ever been nice to me or have give me cash..." he put up a hand and started counting off his fingers.
"Sheeba... Sithrim... Wish... Rhye... Umm..." he put a fist to his forehead in intense concentration. Who else was there?
"Hm... That's all I can remember... At least name-wise. I'm pretty sucky when it comes to names." he chuckled lightly.
((Yeah, Sithy and Jergs had a mini-rp before other Sithy left xD I'm a loser for refrencing it...))
((Haha Munkstalker read that
He opened his mouth but before he could answer he heard him mentioning Sithrim's name. He widened his eyes in surprise "You know Sithrim?" he asked in an enthusiastic tone but then he blushed heavily and bit his lower lip but he still looked at him curiously.
"Mm." Red nodded slowly,
Munkel~ ((*Feels stalked* D':
Jergens raised an eyebrow. Wait... Waitwaitwaitwaitwait...
He was rooming with someone now.
That someone was more than likely Sithers.
And he had blushed.
...
God damn it all...
"Eh? Yeah... Lemme guess... Yer... rooming with him, hm?" he grinned and tossed his head back, letting it rest on the bench's top.
"Nice guy..." he mused, letting his eyes close. "Didn't get to meet him long, but he was nice. Mainly because unlike the other bastards out there, he actually seemed to give a crap about me." he sighed contently, folding his hands into his lap.
"Yer lucky, Cry. My 'roommate' knocked on death's door awhile back... Count yer blessings." his words were almost joking, but his tone carried a bit of a sad tint to it.
Meh, well.
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Xylv~
He didn't seem at all offended by her comments. After all, it took a lot to make Jergens angry. This doe more than likely wouldn't be one of them.
"True, I don't see how anyone can stay sane round' here can stay sane, really." he thought for a moment before saying anything else.
"They named me after... Well... I dunno what yer past life was so I dunno if you'd understand or not. Did ya have a past life? I was a human before I got sent here..."
She looked surprised, head
Xylv~ Another person... Oh
Another person... Oh praise the Lord!
Seriously, for a second Jergens almost completely forgot that he was talking to a female. But still, another person! He found a bit of comfort in that. It was hard to find deer who used to be people like him.
Well... I was homeless for the majority. I got here in a freak... animal mauling... and I was either nineteen or twenty. Take yer pick." he smiled warmly, taking pleasure in the fact that he had actually met another person.
"That's the mini version, anyway. So what about you?"
He nodded silently, his
"He really is... he helped me when I was in need." he said, smiling slightly when he remembered.
"Really? That's why you're... stealing?" he said in a surprised but sad tone. He had never heard of someone knocking out his own friend. He wrinkled his eyebrows and continued observing redhead Jergens.
Munkel~ ((Randomly color
He smiled a little at his reactions. Damn... He was pretty cute. How'd Sithy get a catch like this? Lucky bastard...
"Hm. Yeah... Complete smart-ass... But still a good guy." the silly grin on his face quickly faded at his friend for life's next question.
"He was sick a lot... Then... Something happened. Name was Faith Bartleby. Had quite a bad rap when he was alive..." his expression took on a sort of glazed look, almost like a patient in shock.
"When he died, his sister got thrown into an institution, and I got thrown out of his house. That's why I steal, because I've got no where else to go now that he's gone..." he quickly paused and violently shook his head back and forth.
"Sorry... I tend to ramble when it comes to that."
((Lol you're a font-wizard
He giggled cutely when he listened to Jergen's descriptions of Sithrim. Oh yes... but how he missed him...
His smile faded when he listened to his story about his friend. It made him sad.
"I'm sorry..." he almost whispered sadly, lowering his gaze and grabbing one of Jergen's hands, squeezing it a bit.
"Hm..." he said after a moment. "You wanna come to Sithrim's house for a little while? At least till he's back?" he asked, lifting his gaze towards Jergens again.
"Oh I was much younger than I
Munkel~ ((OOH... Sithers can
He was touched, like, really. The only way Jergens had ever managed to get into someone's house was via cheap seduction, but this guy was just... Damn
He flinched a little when his friend for life took his hand, staring down at it for a bit before curling his own thin fingers around his.
This guy is so much like Olay that it's not even funny. Weird...
"I'd feel bad. I mean, I can take care of myself out here. Barely, but I can still get by if I keep stealing as much as I can." That, and he had always had a sick sort of pleasure when doing it. He was a klepto, and he would admit it.
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Xylv~ ((She is so adorable :'D))
If Jergens had ever been able to read, he would have immediantly clicked the puzzle pieces of all her story together. However, since he had never even heard of it, he couldn't. And wouldn't.
"That's... awful, man, really. Tricked by a wolf? Wolves can't talk though, at least to people. But still, that must have sucked." he tilted his head and eyed her sympathetically, finding himself relating a bit her, even though their stories were complete opposites.
"You have no idea, man. I was pretty awful back then, had no choice, really. Stole, lied, seduced, cheated. All of that nasty stuff ya don't want to know about." he shook his head a little and plopped it back to the ground, eying her even more curiously than before.
((Haha dunno xDDD)) "But...
"But... I would feel bad knowing your out there alone and... hungry and cold..." he said sorrowful and squeezing his hand a bit more. He really would... and he felt so alone right now anyway.
((omg so short I'm sorry ;; I should go to bed))
(She's a silly :'D She laves
"Oh no, this wolf could talk. He followed me here, but I havn't seen him in a while." Red then frowned, looking terribly confused at the stag's history. "It's odd, I've always been taught that people who do those things are terrible, works of the devil that girls shouldn't go near, but everyone I have ever met with such a past have been the best, most pure souls I've ever met." She gave a nod to Jergens, deciding he would be no different. This forest has it's own monsters too, but those who come here always seem to change for the better, since you really don't need to do any of those things to survive."
Munkel~ ((Isn't it, like...
"Geez, Cry, I'd love to. Just to maybe say hi to Sithers or something, but do ya really want someone like me around?" he stood up, shreding the link that their hands shared and stood in front of him, spreading his arms slightly.
"Look at me. Seriously. Do I really look like someone you can trust? No, I don't, do I? I'll admit it, I'm a kleptomaniac. I steal for the hell of it. Just because it's fun. I use my body to get shelter. I lie to get what I want." he no longer bore his recogonizable grin, but a sad, sort of somber smile.
"Like it or not, I'm not a good person."
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Xylv~ ((D'aw...))
He closed his eyes, no longer fearing her just for the sole reason that she was a female. Red had told him her story, and that was enough to make him trust her. That, and she had shown him kindness. Something that not many did.
"Hm... They're right, y'know. People like me, we can't be trusted. Always sleepin' with one eye open, always lookin' for the right opportunity." he rolled over to his opposite side, letting his curly back face her before turning back over, like a dog in the grass.
"Yer right, I've got enough to last me awhiles. But still... I'll admit that I miss stealin' and all..." he shuddered a bit when she mentioned how the forest had it's own monsters.
Oh yes, he certainly knew about them.
"Well I've always been told
[ HI YOU'VE HAD A
Xylv~ Now Jergens was
Now Jergens was confused as well. 'Stay here?' You mean he could leave? How? It was called "The Endless Forest" for a friggen reason.
"Can't explain it, Reddy. I just had this weird love for it. Like I always wanted to get better and better at it. Y'know?" he stumbled over his words, not really knowing how to put it.
Still... stay here?
"Ya mean I can leave?"
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Litters~ STALKER YAY
"Oh, I see." She gave a slow
Xylv~ He thought for a
He thought for a long, long moment before responding to her, taking his time, letting the hamster run on it's wheel.
"No... I wouldn't, just because I have things to here now. That, and as cheesy as it sounds, I've made some good friends here, y'know?" he watched as she moved her head back and forth, taking a bit of an interest.
"What's with the looking around, gir-... Reddy? Ya scared somethin's gonna get at cha or what?"
She chuckled again and then
Xylv~ S? Who the hell is
S? Who the hell is that?
Whatever the case, he was talking, wasn't he? Oh yeah, he was. He flicked his ears a bit when she asked him her question, sitting up and facing her, letting his antler-heavy head tilt in thought.
"Well... There's Rose, Joro, Thomas, Dad and Kiraki... Andsome creepier ones that I know like France." he didn't even bother letting her know that 'Rose' was simply a pet name for 'Rosine', or that his 'Dad' was actually the Priest.
Nevertheless, he only had a small clique of friends, but Jergens didn't really care. After all, he had never been much of the social butterfly type.
"Oh, Joro. I've met her
(It was 3am :'D and I didn't
He looked up at him for a moment and then lowered his gaze. He trusted everyone if they didn't proved him wrong. And Jergens didn't do anything bad against him till now.
He swallowed, retaining the probable tears which were almost filling his eyes. He had been alone for weeks now and Sithrim still wasn't back.
"You're... you're not bad either... u-ugh" he said quietly, his voice almost breaking though.
He had been missing Sithrim too much lately, it almost tore him apart. He didn't want to cry in front of someone he's just met the first time but he couldn't help it... a small tear already rolled down his cheek and he sighed sadly, looking away.
Xylv~ He smiled when she
He smiled when she mentioned Joro. "I'm one of the guardians for her daughter, so I guess you could say that we're on good terms." he chuckled and rolled back to the ground, facing her.
"Call me whatever ya like, Reddy. Jergs, Jergy, Jerg-o-mo. I really don't care, my name is pretty damn stupid in all of it's forms." he raised an eyebrow when she mentioned meeting a ghost. Ghosts? Ghosts didn't exist...
"Reddy, ya sure? A ghost? Ghosts aren't real, just some lame tourist-trap idea to make money. Then again, talking wolves don't exist, either..."
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Munkel~ ((It's all right x3 I don't mind. And oh God... Jergy has no idea what to do now xD))
Oh Jebass... Why did I have the feeling that he had that name for a goddamn reason?
Jergens was awful at comforting people. Really. It was like his major suckage area of sucking, and now his friend-for-life was starting to get all sobby sob.
And it was all his fault.
Jergens cursed himself, no wonder Cry had invited him home! He really was lonely, poor guy. In a way, he kinda knew how he felt, only in a more permenant sense.
He walked back over and sat next to him, lightly putting an awkward arm around him. "Hey, I'm... I'm sorry. Did I miss the point? Are ya really wanting someone to stay with ya? Look, I'm an emotional idiot, okay?" he gently squeezed his friend-for-life's shoulder, feeling like a ticking awkwardness bomb. After all, getting beaten to bloody pulp by Sithers was definently not on his main agenda.
"Look, if yer lonely, then I can stay with ya, okay? Will that make ya feel better? I really would like to stay, I would just feel guilty about it, y'know?"
((Hehe I'm so cruel :B major
More tears began to fall and he wiped them off without success because his eyes were filling with new tears. "Uh... I-I'm sorry...Jergens" he stuttered ashamed, sniffing slightly.
"H-he's away for four weeks already... and he probably comes back in one week...b-but..." he bit his lower lip "The house s-seems so empty e-even... if Finn and Guadi are here...".
He turned his tearful gaze towards Jergens "Maybe? B-but it's mainly b-because of you... because you have no home... a-and why feel guilty?" he probably would be homeless as well if Sithrim wouldn't have saved him.
((ffff... *conk* If I killed
Oh Christ on a bike, what am I supposed to do?
Jergens ran his bony fingers down his friend for life's arm, a pretty lame attempt to help him feel better, but still, it was the thought that counts.
"Look, it's okay. I cry too, y'know. It's always good just to let it all out, right?" he pressed Cry's head next to the crook of his bony shoulder, hoping that he was doing a... passable job of making him feel better.
Still, his friend for life was crying for him? Why? Jergens barely even knew him. Was it because he knew Sithers or what? Maybe he was just the type that fretted over every little thing. Lord knows Jergy had certainly met a bunch of them.
"I'd feel guilty because I wouldn't be able to give ya anything besides my bein' there in return. I can't work, Cry. Honestly, no one would take me because..." he swiftly turned his head back and forth, checking to see if anyone else was around.
"... I can't read. That, and I got pulled out of elementary school. So I'm pretty much worthless. To be honest."
((8'D &hearts)) He finally
He finally calmed down a bit, his tear slowly fading... he still sniffed sadly though. But it felt good to have a shoulder to cry on... Jergens let him feel a bit less lonely already.
"Y-you don't have to give me something in return..." he said, still leaning his head against his shoulder.
"You're not worthless..." he said quietly, looking up at him.
((Ner :B Have to go now x3
"I can't really say no, can I? After all, it's only for like... a week, right? I can do that." he smiled, absentmindedly tilting his head back.
"Eh... Whatever ya think, Cry. I don't have a very high opinion of myself, obviously.
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((:3 Oki, no worries)) He
He smiled as well.
"But you're a nice guy anyway..." he said, quite happy again.
((Mine's even shorter o: oh geez... hm also wanna rp a bit how he's bringing him to the house and stuff?))
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Munky~
((ffff... As I was heading out the door I looked at my calender and saw that I don;t have to leave for like... another half-hour *shot* I'm such a loser ;; Ah, and of course~ CB rps are always loved, yes?))
He felt like the awkwardness bomb only had a few seconds before it would explode and rain down awkwardness across the land. Seriously, Jergens quickly untangled himself from his friend for life and stood in front of him, holding out a bony hand to help him up.
"If ya say so, Crysters. Okay, ya wanna head over there now? Or just babble away here. Seriously, it's starting to get dark anyway." Well, not really. The sun was setting, giving the area around them a lovely amber glow which would soon turn itself into dusk.
It'd be nice to see this temporary home now, anyway.
((EDIT: NOW I have to go *gunneddown* sigh... ;; ))
((Oh deer xDDD Ginger-RP's
((Oh and btw if you don't know it already... Guadiana is Sithrim's dog... and Jergens fears dog right? 8'D I'm so mean....))
"Yes..." he said grinning, and taking Jergen's hand and standing up. He didn't want to be out of the house when it was getting dark anyway.
"Ok then, follow me..." he said happily. He guided him through the streets towards his (well.... and Sithrim's) home a bit on the outside of the city.
He pointed at it when he saw it "There it is." he grabbed Jergens' sleeve and pulled him with him towards the gate. They passed through it and soon arrived at the front door. He took out the keys and unlocked it, opening the door.
There was a sudden bark inside and a wet muzzle appeared at the door. The german shepherd whined happily and licked Crybaby's hand "Ah come on Guadi, let us enter first..." he said, giggling.
He opened the door completely and got in, the dog disappearing in the living room again "Well... welcome to our home..." Crybaby said, turning around and smiling at Jergens while holding up the door to let him in.
Huh, how did I miss this?
*curious track*
((Hurrrp :B *feels spesul* I
I completely forgot about him. Silly Jergy, Guadi-kins just wants to play! 8D *killed*))
There were about three things in the world that scared the everloving crap out of him. Women, for one, just because of his childhood. Sex, again because of his childhood.
And dogs because of... well... nothing really. He just hated them.
My God did he despise, loath, hate, and curse every canine that walked the planet.
It was no wonder that the.... ugh... dog's sudden barking would make him back away into the empty street, a suppressed scream rising in his throat. Seriously, he was beginning to wonder if the invitation was even worth it.
"A... dog..." his voice cracked as he spoke, almost sending shivers down his spine. Not only that, but it was an effing german shepard. Jergens had heard that those dogs could turn on ya, make ya their dinner when ya least expect it.
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Spyrre~ How, indeedy? :B Hur.
((Awe 8'DDD poor Jergy)) He
He looked at him in surprise "You... don't like dogs?" he had never heard of someone being afraid of dogs (well... he still didn't know many people) so he was quite surprised.
"He won't harm you... he's a nice dog, Guadi even likes cats." he smiled comforting, still standing in the doorway "We have a cat too you know? I received Finn from Sith some time ago and they're just sweethearts together... you don't wanna see? Sithrim told me cats and dogs normally don't like each other but they do." he slowly walked towards Jergens, gently touching his arm and smiling comforting "Come on... he won't do anything, trust me."
((He's a tortured soul
He was reluctant, but the mentioning of a cat seemed to calm him down some. Jergens liked cats, even if that little fact did make him seem more queer than already was.
He had learned to live with that godawful Juneau, so he could probably live with this... dog... too.
Silently, Jergens took a deep breath and stepped through the door, whipping his head back and forth to make sure that the.... dog... wasn't anywhere in sight. "Goddamn things scare the everloving crap out of me..." he lamely tried to explain, completely failing at it.
God, why did he have to be such a friggen wimp?
He smiled "I'm sure you're
Crybaby took Finn on his arms, the dog whining a bit in protest "Shhh Guadi... I'll give you food now anyway." he said chuckling and walking into the kitchen next to the living room.
"Make yourself comfortable." he called from the kitchen.
Guadi has been following him because he was hungry as well. So Crybaby put his little cat on the floor, taking out the cat's and dog's food and filling the bowls.
( I saw an advert for Jergens
"Oh honest, I've seen both." Red nodded enthusiastically, trying to convince the other. "He was bright orange, with spiders crawling from his mouth. He looked quite fearsome, but was very very sweet to me when I was younger, I've not seen him for a while..."She looked down, a dejected expression on her face. "But life goes on hm? I quite like Sir Jergens, it sounds....regal." She chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "Sir J."