Housepets!

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Blood didn’t waste any time in cutting loose with his warmup. He and Rav had been playing and exercising almost every day since he finally built up the strength to shake off the stiffness of his injuries. When they first started, Rav might’ve had the edge from not being hurt and bedridden. But Blood...

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Blood snorted, looking at Jet. Ironic name for someone who looked so out of breath a second ago, sitting on the curb. This guy was going to slow them down. Another firecracker exploded somewhere. “What a coincidence. We’re all out here to get slayed .” Blood said with a smirk and bit of returning ex...

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Mars is just like Grape. Unless someone is specifically told that she is a girl, no one is going to know. There are no characteristics pointing out she is a girl (unless Blood happens to be looking somewhere he shouldn't), and she is even more masculine than her brother, further stating to everyone...

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That question was severely annoying. As best he could summarize it, he was nervous. But saying that would only raise further questions. Something Blood wanted to avoid altogether. He wanted the question to just die. Jet turns around and waves at Rav. Hey there, cutie! I haven't seen you in the salon...

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Silence

Nobody knows that he's still around...

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I'm making a post now...

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I'm doubting there's going to be that many dogs that both know schutzhund and have owners willing to pay for them to be trained.

They must have stuck adverts everywhere.

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Kay.

Also. The K-MAADS classes were said to be at the training center.

But rather than correcting it like a mistake, we'll just say the trainers responsible for the courses rented space temporarily at the gym and center for the occasion.

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I can't tell who.

Is he talking to Rav or Blood?

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Blood looked incredulously as everyone went on with their conversation about what to do with him. It wasn't until that last remark from Petir that he decided to open his mouth again. "Okay." "First of all..." He pointed to the elder feline. "God, does not, exist." He sa...

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It's getting to be difficult to keep the RP enthralling with half the characters stuck at Hotep's in-home clinic.

Any possibility of skipping to a point where Blood and company can move and interact a little more freely?

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After wordlessly watching the situation with Hotep, who obviously was not past the effects of the sedatives, Blood turned his head to Rav, placing a paw on his shoulder. “That dog made me puke blood…If you fight him and he ends you, then I’ll have to kill him.” Blood said with what sounded like play...

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Blood blinked. “You thought we were gonna kill each other?” The way Petir spoke, he could tell this cat wasn’t from around anywhere in America. Judging by what it was he was reminiscing about, it was clear he’d seen some pretty violent craziness in his time too. That was a kinda depressing thing to ...

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Then again, who knows if Blood actually did anything to send Jag to the hospital. --- Unfotunatley for Jag, and very fortunately for Kayla, she missed Jag’s leg and instead hit him somewhere just a tad higher...with very painful results. Jag immediately covered himself and doubled-over, grunting fr...

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Also, with Blood's 2 luck, wouldn't he have been knocked out instead of being nearly knocked out and miraculously getting back up to beat the living daylights out of someone? Blood is also extremely tenacious. That's notably his biggest strength. But just how lucky is he really? Being knocked uncon...

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“No, not really!” In response to Rav’s question. Blood didn’t have much memory of Petir after Jag practically knocked his lights out, following being bitten and kneed in the ribs hard enough to make him puke his own namesake. After that point, all he could think about was how much pain he was in an...

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That creepy sensation Blood had been feeling progressed to the point where the entrance of the visiting pets completely overtook his attention to anything else. Including Rav’s very affectionate ‘tending’ of him… Carlito… That tall black cat with the heavy accent and weird eyes. It was coming from h...

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As Sara explained, Blood wordlessly listened with suppressed contempt for what he saw, looking the human dead in the eyes. Sara scratches both dogs in behind there ears. Rav really can't afford to get into any kind of altercation, with his history. The big shepherd’s ear twitched involuntarily at th...

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Blood only sat and listened at first, as Rav answered to the Vet and his owner before getting to him. It did seem like he may have had something to hide conerning what he said to cause all that shouting earlier. Or maybe this other dog was just being mouthy and aggressive like he was saying. His ans...

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The silence between Blood, Sara, and unconscious Hotep was suddenly broken by angry barks and shouts from another room somewhere in the house. Blood could hear the distinct metallic rattling and slamming of a kennel door, followed by Rav’s voice...then more shouting. It was too far away to make out ...

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I got bored. I wonder if in Housepets! they'd turn animal based Manga and anime into movies like the Pridelands. As dark as it is, I could picture someone like Joey at least reading Ginga Densetsu Weed. OR imaginate it. Peanut - Weed Fox - GB Rufus - Smith Tiger - Sausuke Joey - Mel Bino - Kiyoshiro...

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What are YOU doing here, you thinking you can take me now! Jagermeister growls at Rav. Oh please.. I could have done that before hand. No! You are all talk and no action. An yet, you have never tried to confront me. Just bulling the weaker dogs. Rav taunts the caged dog. When i get out of this cage...

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I only just now noticed the birthday congrats on this thread... Oh well. Thanks you guys. I guess it is summer... I remember Rav pulling a wagon with a cooler full of ice water in it, when it was over 100+ degrees. a week or so ago. Did he ever get that wagon back? I remember him and Blood running a...

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Blood was clinging to Ravage for support after completely losing his footing like how he did. We have known since last nite, there was another dog here named Jag. But we don't know if it was the same dog that you fought with. We have never left are side, as you requested. Suddenly Rav’s voice starte...

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Blood froze. His ears perked and eyes went wide at his friend. “…What?? He’s here??” Blood cracked a pretty evil looking smirk, and adjusted himself so he was sitting on the edge of the bed, getting ready to hop off. “Tight! Show me where he’s laid up, I’ve a few things I gotta say to him!” Moreover...

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“Of course I can. Why wouldn’t I?” Over 20 stitches inside and out and a couple of busted ribs, for one. Blood was going to be in for some mind numbingly boring days ahead without being able to exercise or have scrapping matches with Rav. But at the moment, the reality of that wasn’t something he w...

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Blood’s skeptical stare towards Sara and her threat towards Rav faded away at the mention of his owner coming back. “Wha, really?” The big coydoy’s expression melted back into a little smile. “You guys really are nice, doing all this just for us.” To emphasize it, Blood even nuzzled back against Rav...

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Meanwhile back at the Bat Cave! Err Hotep"s clinic...... Rav munch's on more of the breakfast foods, before returning to the bed, to snuggles up against bloods back, to act like a big lumpy pillow as he nibbles at the assorted remaining of the food stuffs. When Rav's owner Sara arrives... Good...

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“Yeah…please don’t...” Blood sarcastically responded with a fake smile before biting into another piece of toast. Working to get around Rav’s full hug to do so. Blood looked over to Hotep with half a piece of toast sticking out of his mouth. With a slightly wide-eyed look of surprise, he extended h...

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Rav just had to kill the mood with that question. That stupid psycho Doberman... It was unfortunate Blood practically had the stuffing beaten out of him by Jag. But at least it wasn’t without Him returning the favor and smashing that jerk head into the ground and probably giving him the headache of ...

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Hotep grabs one of his metal domes and set it in front of blood. once opened it showed the medium sized array of breakfast foods Rav picks up one of the french toast pieces, Here comes the airplane, open up the hanger.. Burrrrrrrrrrr Flying the syrup laden toast at Bloods muzzle. In the past, Blood...

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“I don’t think you wanted to make it any worse...and you didn’t.” Blood sniffled a little, his snout having been completely wrapped up again in bandages. He really wondered if the road-rash on it was bad enough that he might’ve needed skin grafts on his nose. It was a morbidly comical thought...he ...

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“No Rav…you did the right thing. I told you to stay out of it. It would’ve been my fault of you got hurt too..”

Blood’s eyes just barely opened enough to see as he carefully brought his uninjured arm up to grasp at Ravage’s own shoulder. Almost like a hug back to him...

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Rav turns around an starts pat pat patting his big paw up against Bloods back.. It's good to see you back among the living, you were beginning to make us worried. Rav snuggles up against Blood, working his arms under Bloods shoulders, to hoist him up in a hug, that doesn't put pressure on his injur...

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Following the long day up to its terrible ending, Blood had slipped into a very heavy, sedative-laced sleep. The aches and pains that afflicted him temporarily suppressed by the work of Hotep and his kind owner. It was fitting enough. His owner was injured and hospitalized, and now he joined him in ...

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I hope you mean Blood, who I remember being knocked out with heavy sedatives.

I don’t want to think of a reason for why “I” would be up all night crying in pain…

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Keeshah wrote:Rolling the day over with my next post.
so we can get everyone back into play!

Finally.

Usually the GM initiates the next day with the first post to ensure nobody is left in the dust, but OK Hotep!

Will follow suit..

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Since the GM brought it up and went along with it ahead of time with another player, it’s probably a little too late to correct: Never too late for me to fix.. ;) The "Jag" in the cage is in fact Jagermeister. A male, liver doberman. A local aggressive bully type, who fancy's himself as a...

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Okay. Since the GM brought it up and went along with it ahead of time with another player, it’s probably a little too late to correct, but let me just ask: At what point did Jag ever show up at Hotep’s in-home vet clinic, or even go anywhere looking for help? Last I remember, he ran away after decid...

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Blood shifted atop the table, stopped by the bindings Hotep's mother had placed on his wrists. “I don’t care…don’t you leave me here alone...” He coughed again into the mask over his nose, looking a little dazed. That was kind of an odd thing to ask. Maybe he was afraid of being operated on in someo...

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