|
Post by ZeeStitch on Jan 28, 2012 20:59:58 GMT -5
Me = Rebecca Kitexa = Two-Tone Phantom = Spot/Rolly Paws = Patch Lyra = Mooch Mizan = Wizzer/Dipstick Cadpig = Cadpig/Lucky Partner = Penny
--------------------
She awoke in the barn, frightened before she opened her eyes and finally realized where she was and what had happened. She was not in Deville Ville any longer. She yawned and jumped down out of the loft, lapping up some water which was in a bowl near the door. Last night's events had been seriously frightening. Lucky not remembering her, the chicken's crazy ramblings, Two-Tone trying to give her fashion advice. It was all too much for the Scottish pup. She lowered her head sheepishly. She recalled how last night, Anita and Roger had found her in the barn and taken her inside. Nanny had given her a bath and Anita fitted her with a beautiful new pink collar, taking away her symbol of status, the frilled collar given to her by Judge Deville.
Femme walked towards the barn entrance and walked outside in the sun. Her eyes squinted as she walked out and looked about. Seeing pups everywhere she grinned. This wasn't going to be so bad.
|
|
|
Post by cadpig82 on Jan 28, 2012 21:26:18 GMT -5
Lucky meanwhile was staring at the TV. There was a 15 hour Thunderbolt marathon, and Lucky just had to stay up for it. "Hey Rhon............I mean.........Regi............ I mean new pup on the farm come take a seat next to me. " Lucky said still not remember Rebecca a bunch. Spot kept on yapping about Rebecca. But, Lucky really never took much of Spot ramblings to heart. Rebecca did seem just a bit familiar in some way. If Rebecca was gonna be living here he might as well try to be friendly.
Cadpig covers her paws with her ears, as Lucky turned up the volume. "15 straight hours of non stop Thunderbolt? If I hear just five more hours of this I am gonna throw a brick through the TV" Cadpig said.
"Relax, Cadpig for someone who is as "One with nature" as you are you seem to have a lot of pent up aggression. Perhaps all that being one with yourself garbage isn't working for you" Lucky said.
|
|
|
Post by ZeeStitch on Jan 28, 2012 22:25:37 GMT -5
Rebecca turned over her shoulder, blue orbs narrowed. "Muh name is REBECCA," she said emphasizing her name, "Re-Be-Ca." She rolled her eyes and turned away from the sun, walking back towards Lucky. He was the only one she knew here, might as well be nice. Tail started wagging as she looked at the television set. Her blue orbs widened to the size of dinner plates. "Such a strange contraption," she mused, "I dinnae think I've ever seen anything like it before." She placed her paws on the screen, tilting her head to the side.
"Are they trapped in th' glass?" She asked innocently.
|
|
|
Post by Phantom on Jan 28, 2012 22:38:59 GMT -5
"Oh... guuuuys, can you turn it down? I was trying to sleep."
Regardless of his statement, Rolly knew it was useless to try and go back to sleep. If the television hadn't woken him up then his stomach definitely would have. Pudgy pup was hungry. A soft sigh escaped him, and at length he pushed himself into a sitting position before shaking a bit of hay out of his fur. As he glanced around the barn, he was quick to notice Rebecca, Lucky, and Cadpig all present. Rebecca... she was the new girl. The one that seemed to know them even if he couldn't really remember her. Pudgy pup rose to his paws and moved over to join the others. "Mornin', guys." Rolly greeted. It was only then that he heard Rebecca's innocent question. Good-natured pup as he was, he couldn't leave her without an answer.
"No, there's no one in there. They're just moving pictures. Nothin' to worry about." Rolly explained. He couldn't even begin to describe television and the stations that recorded the various shows that were broadcast. It gave Rolly a headache just thinking about it.
(ooc: I'll bring Spot in in the next post. Also, wasn't Partner going to be Penny?)
|
|
|
Post by cadpig82 on Jan 29, 2012 5:53:38 GMT -5
Lucky laughs at Rebecca thinking she was telling a joke. No dog knew that little about TV right?
"Well I will give you this Rebecca you sure are hilarious" Lucky laughs. When he realized that she wasn't laughing along he gave her a look which seemed to scream out "You're joking right"? He might as well try to explain it. "No, this is called a Television. Ummmmmmmmm ...................Human's watch it for entertainment. What we are watching now is a show called Thunder Bolt and this in my opinion is like one of the best forms of entertainment. Where did you say you were from Rebecca? What did you do for entertainment"?
Lucky asked bewildered to say the least. He could not imagine living in a place without TV not even for a minute. He would end up cracking by the third day. Maybe what Rebecca did for fun where she was from was something awesome too. He just couldn't imagine living in a world like Rebecca used too.
He was just as bad if not worse at explaining how a TV functions and how it works. Cadpig was more of the expert when it came to that. To Lucky TV was well TV.
Cadpig got up to explain Television to Rebecca and clears her throat.
"Television (TV) is a telecommunication medium for transmitting and receiving moving images that can be monochrome (black-and-white) or colored, with or without accompanying sound.
"Television" may also refer specifically to a television set, television programming, or television transmission.
The etymology of the word has a mixed Latin and Greek origin, meaning "far sight": Greek tele far, and Latin visio, sight
Commercially available since the late 1920s, the television set has become commonplace in homes, businesses and institutions, particularly as a vehicle for advertising, a source of entertainment, and news. Since the 1970s the availability of video cassettes, laserdiscs, DVDs and now Blu-ray Discs, have resulted in the television set frequently being used for viewing recorded as well as broadcast material.
In recent years Internet television has seen the rise of television available via the Internet, e.g. iPlayer and Hulu.
A standard television set comprises multiple internal electronic circuits, including those for receiving and decoding broadcast signals. A visual display device which lacks a tuner is properly called a video monitor, rather than a television. A television system may use different technical standards such as digital television (DTV) and high-definition television (HDTV). Television systems are also used for surveillance, industrial process control, and guiding of weapons, in places where diriect observation is difficult or dangerous."
Cadpig explained and Lucky just sat there absolutely bewildered.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeah what she Said" Lucky said his head beginning to hurt from the whole thing Cadpig said.
(Thank god for Wikipedia. I copied nearly the whole darn thing down)
|
|
|
Post by Angel on Jan 29, 2012 14:40:01 GMT -5
"Ugh, who swallowed the encyclopedia?" Rubbing her eyes with one paw, the blue-collared female shook herself, dislodging residue of the haystack she'd fallen asleep in the middle of from her fur, and looked around. The question had been rehtorical, of course - who else but Cadpig? - and Penny didn't bother to wait for an answer. Dark orbs scanned her three siblings without further comment until her gaze came to rest on the unfamiliar face. Having spent most of yesterday trying to keep Patches out of trouble - rather unsuccessfully, it had to be said - the bossy female had totally missed Rebecca's arrival. Curious, she padded forward, placing herself directly between Lucky and his beloved TV as she looked over the new girl.
"When did you get here?" the older female asked, frowning a little at Rebecca's heart-shaped spots. How could a pattern like that be natural?
|
|
|
Post by Mizan on Jan 29, 2012 18:41:35 GMT -5
Up in the hayloft, the two boy pups were asleep, immersed in a bale of hay which was strewn out underneath them, caught in the short fuzzy fur on their ears and laying in gentle whisps across their small bodies. They were curled up together, and both still lost in dreams.
One, with a jug-shaped head and a rather large nose, was chuckling in his sleep as he dreamed of talking to the strange new girl. The cute one with heart-shaped spots. He kicked idly with his hind leg, nudging his brother awake.
Wizzer raised his head groggily, his eyes half-open, and looked behind him at the still dreaming Dipstick. Having another one of his dreams again... "Get UP!!" He snapped crossly, shoving Dipstick rudely and disrupting his dream violently.
"Whu..?! Oh..hi Wizzer." Dipstick grinned at his brother in his usual doofy way and Wizzer rolled his eyes, standing to his feet and stretching in a manner likened to a cat. He shook himself to get the hay out of his fur and then perked his oversized ears. "Hey, do you hear that?"
Dipstick tilted his head, raising his black ear higher than his spotted ear to listen. Amongst the menagerie of voices, he noted one particular that caught his attention: a light, melodic, Scottish accent that was like music to his ears. He went to the edge of the loft, peeking over the edge to see if he heard what he thought he heard. Indeed, there she was. The Scottish lass of his dreams. His eyes widened and he began panting happily, black stick of a tail wagging.
"Oh cool, there she is!! Let's go say hi!!"
"Wait a minute!!" Wizzer protested in a nasally voice, but Dipstick had already jumped on the ramp the pups used as a makeshift slide. He kept sliding after he hit the ground, not stopping until he came to a rest at Rebecca's feet. He looked up at her with his typical goofy grin and gave a feeble wag of his tail. "Heh....hi."
Wizzer approached more cautiously, glaring nervously at the assembled pups, some of which by Mooch's decree were his sworn enemies. For now he sat back and said nothing, deciding to see what happened.
|
|
|
Post by ZeeStitch on Jan 29, 2012 20:59:24 GMT -5
"I told ye! I'm a carriage hound, I....ooch ye dinnae remember. I forgot this time." Femme rolled her eyes and placed her paws on the ground and turned to Cadpig. The description was a little too much for her, being new to the world of electronics and all.
"I got here yesterday," she said to Penny, "I'm sorry I dinnae see ye last night when I was introduced yesterday." She held out a paw. "Muh name's Rebecca. Who're ye?" Rebecca turned to Dipstick and Wizzer when they approached as well. Femme smiled. Lucky seemed to be preoccupied with other things, which made her want to talk with other pups.
"Hullo there," she said with a bright tone, "How're ye this mornin' laddies?"
|
|
|
Post by Mizan on Jan 29, 2012 21:55:45 GMT -5
"Just fine now that you're here." Dipstick said in a dreamy voice, and then paused. "Uh, I mean uh...fine." Hastily he got to his feet, blushing cherry red through his fur.
Wizzer rolled his eyes and approached Rebecca nonchalantly. "Just fine. Say, are you new here?" He eyed her scrutinizingly. "I don't remember seeing you around here before."
|
|
|
Post by Phantom on Jan 29, 2012 22:13:44 GMT -5
"Of course she's new! Didn't you two hear her?" came a squawky sort of voice. Spot was a little late to the scene, but she had her reasons. Her mother was talking about how she needed to spend less time with the dalmatians. Again. It never got any better with her. Inwardly, Spot shook her head a little at the idea and turned her attention to the spotted dogs before her. She waved a wing in greeting to Rebecca and skirted past Dipstick and Wizzer. What were they doing without Mooch and Two-Tone, anyway? "Good morning, Rebecca. How did you sleep last night?" Spot asked.
Rolly, having felt like his brain had melted just a little from Cadpig's explanation, shook his head in an attempt to clear it. It was only then that the pudgy pup noticed the arrival of Dipstick and Wizzer. Rolly took a step back, uncertain of how to react to their presence, and offered an uncertain sort of look in their direction. "Uh... heh... morning, guys." Rolly said.
|
|
|
Post by cadpig82 on Jan 30, 2012 0:29:59 GMT -5
"Good morning, Wizzer , Good Morning Dipstick" Lucky said with a friendly smile to Wizzer and Dipstick all that much. Truth be told he never disliked Wizzer and Dipstick or Two Tone that much. It was Mooch, he was the problem. He was the one always pestering him. And Wizzer and Dipstick just followed him. Way he saw it Wizzer and Dipstick were pretty good to hang about as long as Mooch wasn't there. Without Mooch around they were both just goofy. Goofy and slightly annoying but still pretty goofy.
Lucky turned off the TV maybe he could try to give Rebecca the grand tour of the farm since now they were all pretty awake.
"I'm very sorry everyone sometimes I get really carried away" Cadpig said feeling like her explanation was a little long and winded.
|
|
|
Post by Blaze on Jan 30, 2012 16:13:47 GMT -5
"Hey, what's all the ruckus in here?"
Gray sheepdog sauntered into the barn with the coolness only he could deliver. He scanned the group of dalmatian pups with an irritated frown stretched across his face. "Where were you guys?" he said towards Two-Tone, Dipstick, and Wizzer in annoyance. "I've been waiting by our hang out this whole morning!" Thanks to these three numbskulls he had sat there alone for almost an hour, and being alone was so not an increase to his coolness factor. As soon as he saw Lucky, his annoyance melted into glee. "Well, Luckless," he sneered. "Looks like your daily serving of humiliation has come-" He cut himself off as soon as he saw Rebecca.
The farm dog's eyes widened in shock. Wow, was this chick hot! He completely forgot about Lucky and made a beeline straight towards the pretty blue-eyed dal. "Hey there, hearts," he greeted her in a friendly voice, a warm smile coming to his face. "I haven't seen a pretty girl like you around the farm. My apologies for not welcoming such a wondeful guest to the farm." He turned to look back at the other pups, casting a glare at all of them. "Hey, lay off the questions will you? We don't want to chase her off the farm you know." The floppy-earred canine then leaned back into a hay stack, front legs crossed behind his head. "I'm Mooch. I've been on this farm longer than any pup around, so if you need anyone to show you around, just send me a bark." he told the new girl with a wink. He yawned a little. "I didn't quite catch your name. What is it again?" he asked Rebecca.
|
|
|
Post by Angel on Jan 30, 2012 16:45:35 GMT -5
"Penny," the typically bossy female replied, taking the proffered paw for a moment before her attention was diverted by her two least-favourite siblings (why Wizzer had to be Patches' best friend was beyond her...), giving them only the barest nod of her head and a bit of a glare, directed mostly at Dipstick. Rebecca surely wouldn't want the dim-witted pup looking like he was preparing to drool all over her, especially not if she'd only just arrived. Penny opened her maw to chide her brother to keep his eyes to himself...
And then the situation went from bad to worse as Mooch stuck his big nose into it as well. Giving a low growl which just trailed into a sigh, Penny dropped her rear to the ground next to Rebecca, turning a silently disapproving look on the only non-spotted canine present and making her distrust of the sheepdog clear.
|
|
|
Post by cadpig82 on Jan 30, 2012 18:05:26 GMT -5
Lucky growls as Mooch walked in. God, he hated him. More then he has ever hated anyone. "Don't fall for that "Suave" Sheep dog" He said in his mind directing it toward Rebecca. He hoped Rebecca would see right past that attitude and know what Mooch really is, a coward and a bully. Lucky wasn't gonna let Mooch take advantage of a sweet innocent girl like Rebecca.
|
|
|
Post by ZeeStitch on Jan 30, 2012 21:51:48 GMT -5
It was a little too much for the scottish lass. There were people all around her! The sheepdog, the doofy looking dal, Lucky, Cadpig, Spot! So many people! The femme looked around, blue eyes scanning the crowd. She answered Wizzer.
"Oh aye, were ye no' here yesterday when I...arrived?" She turned to the sheepdog. He seemed friendly enough. Why was Lucky being such a meanie to him? "Muh name's Rebecca, Laddie. No' hearts. Thank ye all fer the kind welcome." A rumble was heard in her tummy. She chuckled softly.
"I am a might hungry," she said, having not eaten anything the night before, "Would one of ye kindly show me tae where I can get some food?"
|
|