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Post by Two-Tone on May 19, 2007 3:51:45 GMT -5
Two-Tone approached Lucky. "Hey, I overheard something at Hiccup Hole. I think Tac is planning something against all of us." She told him
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Post by monkey on May 19, 2007 3:56:48 GMT -5
"Not again..." Lucky sighed. "He's planning something eh? Probally some sort of death laser you know, or some sort of evil Mexican music that gets stuck in your head" Rico added in. "No one asked you..." Kratos had said to him. "Hey man, it can happen ya know? A song gets stuck in your head, you can't get it out and it can drive you insane man" Rico replied.
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Post by Two-Tone on May 19, 2007 3:59:47 GMT -5
"Well it involves setting us all free, in his insane mind anyhow. I got a bad feeling he wants to kill all 101 of us." Two-Tone let out a shiver. Death wasn't somebody she wanted to meet at this early an age.
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Post by Aria on May 19, 2007 4:07:19 GMT -5
Panting, she winced as their scuffle caused dirt to stir up around them, feeling the specks of individual pain settle against her shoulder and chest wounds. When he finally seemed to back off, she gave a soft breath of relief, though she was sorely mistaken. Squealing once more, she tried to scrabble away from the larger pup when she felt his jaws on her left leg. Closing her eyes tightly, she tried to kick at his maw with her other hind footpaw, but was unable too. Flying back a few inches, she grunted and clenched her eyes shut tightly. Ugh, she’d never gotten into a fight like this before… she didn’t know how to react…
When he pulled back after the unsuccessful try to get at her throat for the second time, she only pushed herself up onto her stomach, trying to push him away. What happened was that just as she was pushing at him with her left paw, he chomped down on what he could and began to try to maul her. Which meant, she had an arm full of needle teeth, digging themselves deeper and deeper. And then…nothing.
Cracking her eyes open, she pulled her paw back, numerous bite marks bleeding profusely. Pushing herself up with a whimper, she struggled, it was too much. No, she wasn’t going to be some pathetic little female that needed to be rescued. Glancing up at this new pup, one she didn’t know, she was surprised at the fact that he had Rocky stunned. And what she saw… it infuriated her. She might’ve been grateful, if she didn’t have a dang DEATHWISH!
”HEY! You let ‘im go! I didn’t ask fer yer help!” She tried to stomp angrily, only to stumble forward, leaving her hind legs still standing, though horribly shaking. Rocky was ‘outnumbered’ counting herself and this new guy. If she was going to go out, it would be fair and square. Trying to stumble forward once more, she only managed a few centimeters before falling maw-first into the ground. Aah… the pain. What had that psycho done to her?
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Post by monkey on May 19, 2007 4:07:44 GMT -5
Kratos glanced over at Two-Tone "Well....just as long as you don't drag me into these sort of things...." he told her. "You mean, you're not going to help us out?" Lucky asked back. "It's not my concern, therefore, there's no point in doing anything about it" "So what is it? You're scared of Tac?" Kratos glared right at Lucky before walking over to him "I could ask you the exact same thing, scared of someone like him would be a waste of my time" "Yeah man, he's like all tiny and small ya know? He's like a bigger version of me, except he's not" added in Rico. "So then? What is it? You're going to let us all die?" Lucky asked back. Kratos though, retaliated in a way and grabbed Lucky by the throat, pulling him closer to himself "You're family is none of my concern, I did not agree to be apart of any family what so ever, do you understand?" "Yeah, we're like hidding out here ya know man?" Rico also added in. Lucky gave a gulp whilst being choked "Yeah...I....I do..." Lucky said in a choked voice. "Good...." Kratos dropped Lucky down onto the ground "However....on the condition that I do get dragged into this mess, I will help out, but not because of any of you, but to help out myself" Lucky just rubbed his neck as he glanced over at Two-Tone again.
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Post by Two-Tone on May 19, 2007 4:12:02 GMT -5
"Guess we shouldn't get on his bad side." Two-Tone glanced over at Kratos then turned to Lucky. "But we can't make a move on Tac without proof of what he's doing. He could get us all in trouble with mom and dad if we attacked him straight out in the open."
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Post by monkey on May 19, 2007 4:19:16 GMT -5
"Yeah, but question is....how're we going to prove that he's up to something?" Lucky asked back. "Hey, why not go on some espionage you know? Like what spies do eh?" replied Rico. "Espionage? Sounds good, except....how're we going to get someone to do that?" "Beats me, you could ask that pig dog you know man?" "You mean Cadpig...." "Yeah, her, she might be able to help out you know" Kratos only sat by idily)sp?) listning to their conversation before he spoke up "Rico'll do it....he's done it before" "Hey what? I mean man, I'm not a suicide dog ya know?" "You did it for Señor Sánchez" "Yeah, well, he was Spanish, evil puppy dude is something else...." there was a quick pause before he spoke again "So yeah, I'll do it"
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Post by ripsta on May 19, 2007 4:31:39 GMT -5
Razor finally caught Rocky off guard and that made him happy. For the first time ever, Razor seemed like he could finally control his brother. Until of course, he heard the sounds of an ungrateful little runt. This caught him by surprise which cause him to loosen his grip on Rocky a little. Rocky took this advantage and yanked himself from Razor's teeth but in the process, he ripped his throat. Rocky now bled heavily from his fatal wound. The pain strengthen him though, and he retaliated by going for Razor's thoat. It was a sucess. A nice quick clean cut with his sharpest tooth. Now both were dying by fatal wounds. Razor gasped for air as he tumbled back gripping his throat, blood spewing from between his paws. What had happened? He had Rocky! How could he let him escape? It was too late now.
Rocky got up to his feet, his vision impaired due to lose of major blood. He spotted Razor laying in a pool of his own blood. Sucess. He looked over at Aria and walked drunkly her direction. He had to finish it. No matter what. Warm, wet, sticky blood dripped down his chest from his neck like a bust fountain. Everything soon went vertical as he fell over on his side unable to continue walking. He was right in front of her. His eyes stared into hers. Hate, extreme hate for no reason it seemed leaked out from him. He growled opening his mouth showing his full bloody set. Just closer he needed to be to throw his last ounce of strength upon her to finish the job.
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Post by Aria on May 19, 2007 4:56:52 GMT -5
Her reasoning was simple. She didn’t want to have the reputation of the little runt that needed everyone to save her. Aria knew she was small, even with her surprising strength; she couldn’t handle a puppy that was larger than her, and wanted to seriously injure her. Kill her even. But… her pride. It almost hurt to watch Razor take Rocky down so easily, while she was struggling just to stay alive. And then, well it all happened so quickly. She wasn’t sure who moved, and who had struck first. If that new pup even did anything to Rocky, or if the wound had been self-inflicted when he tried to struggle away. So much blood. Too much. That wasn’t safe; it couldn’t be anything but fatal. For both of them.
She began to curse her very existence at this point. If she hadn’t been so stubborn, or perhaps if she weren’t even on this darn farm, none of this would happen. Rocky wouldn’t have the reason to hate her like he did, this new puppy wouldn’t have to save her and get himself hurt. Clenching her eyes tightly, she opened them once more and saw the spots flick about in front of her gaze. Only then did she notice Rocky at her paws, too wounded to get up. Almost at her mercy. The one that wanted to kill her so badly, to make her suffer and bleed for reasons unknown to her could be dealt with simply by letting him lie there and bleed to death.
Her puppy lips parted, body struggling around Rocky’s avoiding his jaws as she paused near his side. Would she really let him die? Did she have it in her?
…He’d let her die. He’d let her, and that other little puppy simply lie there, their life-force draining until Nanny had two stiff and wide-eyed corpses to deal with. She stopped, clenching her eyes shut tightly. “Gods… what was his name? Tear? Shred? …Papercut?” And in an instant, she remembered. “RIP! RIP! C’mon, man, there are pups dyin’ here!” She didn’t care about her own wounds at the moment, she wasn’t bleeding towards oblivion. Shifting her paws clumsily, she landed onto Rocky’s side, grunting as she did so. Even if that cybernetic puppy couldn’t hear her, she had made enough noise for some of the humans, or even Pongo to hear. Hopefully.
”Stupid…Nng. This is all yer fault.” She glared down at the larger pup, and hoisted herself atop him slightly, paws moving forward to press down onto his wound. Was she choking him? No. It may have felt that way, but the smallest puppy was simply doing everything in her power to stop the bleeding. Her paws became soaked with crimson, and she closed her eyes. “RIP!” She wasn’t calling for her own sake, she wasn’t proving him right. There were others that needed help.
…Why bother saving the one that had tried to end her life just moments ago? She was sure it had to do with the fact that Razor was too far for her weakened body to reach in time. And she wasn’t going to let anyone die on her behalf. Not even a crazed, psychopathic little mutt.
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Post by monkey on May 19, 2007 5:16:19 GMT -5
Rico then turned for the exit "Well, wish me luck, but don't say break a leg....I don't really want to ya know?" and with that, he headed off outside. Kratos glanced at Lucky and Two-Tone before he too headed off. As he walked outside, he glanced at Aria then to Rocky, but then, instead of helping, he walked on still.
Rico headed to Tac's shed "Man, I can't believe I'm doing this, it's so dangerous and full of....who knows what...." he had said to himself as he looked for a way to peek inside.
Lucky turned to Two-Tone "Somehow, I don't quite trust Rico to do the job....but yet I do as well....if you know what I mean...."
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Post by ripsta on May 19, 2007 5:27:59 GMT -5
If Rip were a normal pup, he wouldnt have heard the cries for help. Even if he did, there was no way he'd reach them in time. In fact, Rip was on top of a hill on the opposite side of the farm normally where Cadpig would be meditating.
"Hmph...there goes that d**n cry again. What a waste of air." He wasnt going to show, or at least he didnt want to. How ungrateful did a person have to be for a pup like Rip not to help? He didnt think one truly existed, until he met Aria. Though for some reason or another, he felt the worst had happened. It wasnt even is abilities that warned him of this. It was like a sixth sense. He let out an aggravated moan and teleported back to where the fighting was.
The first thing he saw was a whole lot of blood. Too much blood for one pup. Even two. There had to be another involved. But before he could find out who the other was, the view in front of him confused him highly. Did Aria nearly kill Rocky? Lets see. Aria was on top of Rocky, pressing down on his bleeding neck. She was covered in blood everywhere. Even her muzzle was partly bloody. His reaction was to aim his arm cannon at her but...this didnt seem likely, the fact that Aria had done this. He turned around quickly and saw Razor. Still on his back slightly gripping his neck. He was still alive thankfully. Rip glared at Aria not really knowing the full story but would find out soon. He ran over to Razor, removed his paws and transformed his arm into his high tech orgainic heal beam. Within minutes, Razor's neck was sealed up and fixed, though not much could be done about the blood loss. Razor would make it with a weeks rest and a nice warm bath which he hated.
Rip instantly appeared beside Aria and nudged her out the way. Being polite was the last thing on his mind at the moment. He treated Rocky the same way he did for Razor. Rip found out he lost more blood and would need a blood transfusion. Quite luckily for him, they had the same type blood. He'd deal with Rocky momontarily. With a stern look on his face he turned to face Aria. He could also heal her. But the fact remained did he want to heal her. He looked at Rocky and placed his paw on his head. Wires from each paw tip stuck themselves to Rocky's head. After about a couple of breif seconds he turned again to Aria and attempted to heal her. Whatever happened, he had hoped she'd take his offer because he was debating whether or not he should even deal with her.
"You want this Aria or not?" Rip asked bluntly aiming his beam at her wounds but not proceeding to heal them till she confirmed.
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Post by Aria on May 19, 2007 6:07:33 GMT -5
Aria felt dizzy… maybe she was hurt a lot more than she had noticed at first. Despite the need to lie down, she continued to place pressure on Rocky’s wound. Was he even conscious? Alive? She couldn’t focus enough to tell. Were her paws deep in his blood, for no reason other than the fact that she hadn’t realized he had passed away in her attempt to save him? And then Rip appeared without her even able to catch how he had done it. No matter, he was there. Despite how much he seemed to dislike her from how she had acted before, he had come to help. Her eyes became droopy, and she just focused on her paws, pushing her weight onto them; though even that wasn’t very strong.
Death wasn’t nipping at her heels, but sweet, blissful unconsciousness. And she wanted to sink into it so badly, her wounds throbbing with the sand and dirt that nestled within them deeply. Glancing over at Razor, she noticed that he wasn’t gushing blood anymore, and gave a slight yelp as Rip moved her away without a touch of finesse. Then, she saw up close how he healed them, blinking as Rocky didn’t seem to be a threat to her. Not at that moment, at least.
”Nng…Y-“ She had to pause, stumbling before suddenly collapsing onto her stomach, the wounds there pressing into the ground beneath her. “Please..” Aria finally managed to murmur weakly. She didn’t want to be on her stomach, almost begging Rip to help her. She just wanted to curl up and… her eyes drifted closed, and she finally passed out. Wounds healed or no, she would remain in that dreamless slumber, her body forced to build up it’s natural blood count once more.
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Post by Tic-Tac on May 20, 2007 4:05:46 GMT -5
TicTac was quietly in his shed, sitting quietly reading over a large lists of charts and graphs. They were scattered about, carpeting the dirty wooden floor. "Lets see...Todays experiments turned out far less successful then I had hoped. A pity. This may set my plans back a little while..."The brainy canine groaned softly. He shifted from one page to another, scanning them quietly, while his tail flickered back and forth. "Although...this formula....this will be perfect...a perfect poison for a perfect peril in with to place pitiful puppies pursuing peace...I just need to finish it. Hmmm, I'll need an antidote for Dipstick...maybe Rose and the rest of that litter...but ...no no no. They'd be better off joining the rest. Heh...I'm starting to lose track of my vision. Focus Mr. Tac. You have plenty to do and very little time." The canine quipped quietly, curiously looking over his lists one more time, before he lifted a pencil from the floor and drew a # symbol on the bottom of the page he was looking at. In the middle, he drew an X. He paused a moment, looked at the various other sheets, and then gathered them all up, and slid them into a small briefcase- locked it, and then slid that carfully under a large rack of different vials and objects.
"Time for a few more experiments. Once I finish those...
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Post by monkey on May 20, 2007 4:18:27 GMT -5
Rico glanced through a window and noticed Tac sitting there "He's got a suitcase...suitcases are suppose to be important if that James Bond dude has taught me anything....even though I only saw like 5 minutes of a scene...." Though, he then glanced at the charts "And charts aren't good....they're never good, especially since I have no idea what they say..." He paused for a second "He's planning something, I feel it in my boots..." though, he glanced to his feet "Wait....I don't have boots...." His glance went back to Tac, but he quickly ducked to not be seen, except for the tip of his ears.
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Post by ripsta on May 21, 2007 3:32:37 GMT -5
Rip looked at Aria almost pitifully. Maybe her "runtness" was her excuse to be mean all the time. Maybe not. From the looks of things, she mustve loss a considerable amount of blood aswell seeing she fainted right after her "beg". A truely cold blooded person wouldve laughed, kick dirt in there face, and say they deserved it then walk away. Lucky for her, he wasnt like that, at least, not yet. She wasnt far from him at all, in fact, all he did was lean over and healed her leaking wounds. He then noticed, after carefully rolling her over, that she had fainted. He sighed and healed the scratches on her chest, and sprayed her down with some fluid that cleaned the drying blood from off her. It also removed the dirt and grind and disinfected the wounds. She'd be better after a few days.
Three pups to deal with, Rocky, Razor, and Aria.
"Why cant we just all get along sometimes?..." He remembered Rocky needed a blood transfusion and so would Razor. He could help out Rocky but not Razor due to the blood type difference. Using a tube wire, he injected a sharp tip from his arm into Rocky's veins and gave him several pints of needed blood. Rip could feel the slight dizziness coming on but could handle it consciously. All that was left was Razor, who had fell unconscious during Rocky's transfusion. He had to act quick. Coincidently, Aria and Razor had the same type, but she was in no condition to be a doner. He scanned the area testing differnet puppies blood type. Strangely non had it in the surrounding area. He'd have to search elsewhere.
He picked up Aria and carried her parallel to his body on his back. He then placed a paw on Rocky and teleported him near Hiccup Hole where he had come from before. Rip then proceeded over to Razor and did something he hadnt done before. He placed Razor inside a clear bubble and nudged him around till he could find a reasonable candidate. He also took care not to let Aria slip off his back, though he knew she wouldnt appreciate it anyway. For some reason, she always had something negative to say about everything...
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