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Post by Angel on Jan 16, 2012 2:46:56 GMT -5
"Wait-wait-wait... you've seen Aunty Angel?" Rookie looked rather impressed by this fact. He was something of an admirer of his aunt, although due to her and Uncle Patch not living either on the farm or in New England, he hadn't actually had a chance to meet her; it was just through mom and Uncle Scamp that he knew of his Pomeranian aunt. "Is she as awesome as Uncle Scamp's stories?"
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Cleo shrugged. "My brother hates my half-brother, so I guess it's not so unusual," she replied. Remi refused to get along with Chance for a number of reasons, not least of which was his inferior breed and the fact that he should have been an incest-child but looked perfectly formed. "But Jerky Judas doesn't have the right to determine who's cool or not." she added firmly. "You seem cool enough to me; I don't get the problem."
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Remi let out a short snort. Quite frankly, he would much rather dad was with ANY of the stated females than with mom. Dalmatians were so low-class... Mom deserved better, and the dalmatian-mix could see that even if she couldn't. "I'd be glad if dad was with anyone but mom." he growled. How anyone could idolise Lucky the way the pups over there seemed to seemed utterly ridiculous to him. "The further he and his ridiculous horseshoe are from us, the better."
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"Hey. Just what is going on here?" The pup who'd just entered the barn was small for his age, his size belying the fact that he was older than at least half of the pups here. Chance stepped into the barn, his drooped black ears swinging as he looked around, picking only his three half-siblings out amongst the crowd. All the others looked distinctly familiar, despite the fact that he sure as Villa De Vil didn't know them.
"Oooh, great." The small male darted between the pups until he reached Rookie, hopping up onto the larger pup's back to afford him a better view of the surrounding crowd. "Don't tell me P.H. has been cloning again."
(ooc: Hope no-one minds me bringing Chance in to provide a bit of a different perspective. I mean, he is one of Lucky's pups... just not by natural means ^^")
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Post by twotone on Jan 16, 2012 3:08:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, we heard about her past in the junkyard and as a street dog, my brother Dash wants to be a junkyard dog but mom doesn't want him to do that cause she has no love for junkyard dogs after how that creepazoid Buster played mom like a cheap fiddle" Lucky jr answered Rookie's question.
"Wait played? Odd in the war mom liked Buster though he let her go when aunt Penny died, like he knew she wanted to mourn my aunt. Least that's what she said about the war." Felice spoke up listening to Rookie and Lucky jr.
"Aunt Penny dead?? Your crazy, she's alive as the rest of us are!" Lucky jr snapped at Felice. "And what war are you babbling about?" he wondered before turning back hearing Cleo "Jerky judas? Bet he thinks he's better that the rest of us huh?" Lucky jr asked "Ah no biggie besides I'm like my dad, cool and confident." Lucky jr boasted
"And kinda egotistical." Beyonca jokingly added in. Lucky jr growled at his sibling for that.
"Hey! Am not!" Lucky jr turned toward his sibling. "Besides my dad had tons of cool adventures when he was our age." Lucky jr told Beyonca.
"Hmm... they never had time for that when the war was waged in the pridelands.." Felice wondered more about her parents' past besides the war. What did they have before the war and what made them choose such opposite sides? Felice let out a sigh.
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Post by Mizan on Jan 16, 2012 14:56:09 GMT -5
"How would I know? I've only met her obnoxious sons." Tracy said. Stupid Flynn. Dumb Alvin. The two had mocked her for her stupid spot pattern before. But that was before Bianca got interested in Flynn. Weird. "I've never met their dad. Or mom. All I know is my sister likes one of their sons. What's it matter to you, anyway?" Tracy asked. Why would it matter if her mom was with someone else? ...Okay, so she had been a little confused herself by the idea of her own mom being with Mooch (at least where Rookie was from). Big deal. She didn't care about it that much. "I just want to know how dad ended up with all of our moms. Also, why do some of us have the same parents even if we've never met before?" Tracy asked. She glanced at Dylan again as she finished speaking. "You said your mom's Rebecca too, right? Well... she's my mom. But I've never met you before." Tracy said. ---- Nova Bolt, evidently losing interest in the idea of racing, glanced in the direction of the others and tilted his head to the side. "What the hay are they all talking about?" he asked. Right... like Remi would know. He didn't think the cocker-matian would have any idea of what they were talking about. Nova Bolt didn't even really care about what the discussion was about. He heard something about a war, parents, and their dad. Weird. "Am I the only one that thinks what they're talking about is stupid?" Nova Bolt asked. He didn't care about what any of them were saying. His dad was with his mom. Good old Rainbow Dash. That was all he cared about. All of this was too confusing, and Dylan was getting lost. He looked scrutinizingly at Tracy. "I've never met you before either ... how...how could you be my sister?" Could be that he just ...miscounted but ... he could've sworn he'd never seen her before in his life, and he knew all his siblings by name. She wasn't one of them, he was positive. He looked at the ground, pondering the possibilities... "Hey...maybe....maybe Dad is with. ... all your moms at the same time?" He said ponderously. The thought caused him to look especially hard at Lucky Jr, Beyonca, and Felice. "I KNOW he got with YOUR mom, and all your siblings are demented and messed up in the head. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't go around with all these other girls." |
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Post by twotone on Jan 16, 2012 17:13:40 GMT -5
Felice gasped at what Dylan just said, Lucky jr and Beynonca both growled loudly. the male pup stormed over to Dylan "you take that back! My brothers and sisters are normal like the rest of the puppies on the farm!" Lucky jr growled at Dylan, he wasn't about to let this guy insult his family.
"Wait, none of us came out with dementia or were messed up. The only pup we know of that had a defect was our cousin Kickstand." Beyonca told Dylan.
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Post by Mizan on Jan 16, 2012 20:09:28 GMT -5
"Not from what I've seen they're not. Desdemona is WEIRD and messed up in the head and she bullies and harasses and insults me all the time!!" Dylan took a step backwards, turning icy glares at Lucky Jr. He still thought these pups were related to the angst pups. It was all he'd ever known and he sure wasn't going to take crap from this pup since Desdemona wasn't around.
"Most of those pups have weird deformed legs and all kinds of stuff!! I don't get why the heck you guys don't."
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Post by twotone on Jan 16, 2012 22:32:04 GMT -5
"Well mainly cause one we aren't deformed or vicious, two I don't have a sister named Desdemona, my only sisters are Beyonca, Stella, Luna, Kayla, Abby, Rosalind, Celia, and Charm." Lucky jr told Dylan.
"From what it sounds to me those pups seemed to have a hard life." Beyonca told Dylan as well. She was mad at him for insulting her family though.
Felice decided not to get involved, it was better not to as it seems
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Post by Mizan on Jan 17, 2012 23:47:42 GMT -5
"What's wrong with us?" Came a dark and brooding voice from the corner. Another puppy stepped out from the shadows. Obviously Lucky's child, he bore the infamous horseshoe on his back, except his was white on black. His face was masked in black and appeared to always be in shadow, and his green eyes glinted with bitterness.
Slowly he approached Dylan. He'd been listening for a while, about how these other pups said they were the children of Two-Tone and Lucky, and immediately felt kinship with them, whoever they were. Because they were in the same boat weren't they? They certainly lived a hard life such as he.
But this joker, this .. jerk, insisted there was something wrong with them. "Why?!" He snapped, drawing level with him. "Why do you think there's something wrong with us?!"
Taken aback, Dylan stepped back. "W-well... I-"
"Just because my mother is Two-Tone and my father is Lucky, that automatically means there's something WRONG with me?! Well you're WRONG!! You're all wrong!!" Unnerved, Dylan backed away.
"W-wait...dude...there's no need to get upset-"
"UpSET?!! I'm not UPSET!! WHY. IN THE WORLD. WOULD I BE. UPSET?!!!" Randalph screamed, bearing his teeth. "Stop treating us like we're garbage!! Just because we're not 'perfect' like YOU are!!"
(hope nobody minds I bring Randalph in here ^^)
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Post by twotone on Jan 18, 2012 0:57:06 GMT -5
(OOC: not at all)
"Whoa hold on." Lucky jr stepped up to Randalph seeing that he mentioned his parents. "I think I get the message here, this guy is prejiduce against us cause our mom and dad. That or his mom probably raised him to hate my mom Two-Tone." Lucky jr said to Dylan. "Besides we are as perfect as he is and nobody doesn't mind at all." the horseshoe pup said.
Beyonca looked at Randalph. "Well you are perfect just like us." She said to Randalph as she looked him over. "Guess mom and dad had more litters than we imagined." the two-toned pup said as she looked down Randalph
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Post by Phantom on Jan 18, 2012 9:14:33 GMT -5
"I believe you mean 'no one minds'. 'Nobody doesn't mind' sounds weird." Tracy stated. Now she was getting confused. What was all this nonsense really about? Why did she appear to be the only one that hadn't gotten a horseshoe marking, and instead had gotten a thirteen marking? Not that she cared. She'd never been fond of her dad's marking. She was just curious. It also seemed there were issues involving the self righteous pups and their parents. What a pain.
"If all you guys are going to do is whine, then I'm going elsewhere. This is giving me a headache." Tracy said. With that, she turned her attention elsewhere and did indeed walk away from the group. She'd moved toward Judas in the hopes of getting some sane conversation.
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Post by Angel on Jan 18, 2012 13:34:01 GMT -5
Rookie trailed after Tracy as she headed towards Judas, narrowly avoiding running down his own sister who seemed to be retreating from said pup. Fluffy-eared male shot her an appologetic look, but stuck with the dalmatian. Honestly, he was starting to think Tracy was a pretty cool pup, even if she didn't quite share his beliefs on luck, and he wouldn't mind spending a bit more time with her. Chance, still atop his younger half-brother's back, simply went along with it, although he did lean forward to talk to the female they seemed to be following.
"Hey, I hate to sound as though I'm repeating everyone else, but just what's going on here?" he asked, clinging onto Rookie's ear and collar with his forepaws in order to keep his balance. "Who's... well, everyone? Has P.H. been cloning again?"
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Post by ZeeStitch on Jan 18, 2012 13:40:58 GMT -5
"Dude, PH ain't no threat to this pup right here,"Judas said pounding his chest with his paw, "I've taken on Cruella loads of times so PH shouldn't be a problem for ol' Judas." He grinned. The pup seemed just as cool as he was, which was a good thing. His tail wagged briefly, however annoyed with Ru he was, he could definitely go for some kind of companion, just because it seemed Scooter and Chloe were missing.
"He's mean," Ru said to Cleo, "Like real mean. But what's going on. Is your Daddy Lucky too?" He stared up at her with big blue eyes shining. Just because he was even a little older than Judas himself didn't mean he didn't mind playing the baby sometimes.
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Post by Angel on Jan 18, 2012 14:25:16 GMT -5
"I never said he was a threat." Chance replied, one eyebrow raising as he hopped up onto Rookie's head to better see the pup who had answered him. "All I know is I've never seen any of the rest of you before, and that usually means that some more of his clone-pups have escaped from his lab. That anyone else's story here?"
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Cleo frowned, more in puzzlement at the male's question than anything else. "Yeah, he is." she replied slowly. Unlike some of the others present, she hadn't been listening in on the conversation going on around her, and so had missed the fact that all the pups present seemed to be related to her dad. "He's yours as well?" she asked, seeking confirmation that she'd understood right. As far as she knew, dad had only had a pup - Chance - with Aunt Cadpig before he'd settled down with mom, but since there was a lot of her dad's history she didn't know, Cleo wasn't about to waste time arguing whether it could have happened or not.
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Post by Mizan on Jan 18, 2012 15:12:35 GMT -5
"I ain't no clone." Randalph stated darkly. "But everyone thinks I'm nothing. Just because of who my parents are." He sat down, green eyes trailing toward the ground. He didn't know what planet Beyonca and her brother were from, but EVERYONE minded where he came from. EVERYONE cared that he was an inbred, incest-made puppy. It made him want to lash out at the world and everyone in it.
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Post by twotone on Jan 18, 2012 23:03:13 GMT -5
"We aren't clones here either" Lucky jr answered Chance as well "But we know who P.H. de Vil is, he experimented on Uncle Rolly and invented a robot clone of Uncle rolly to steal from Anita. Well that's how dad describes him." Lucky jr told Chance.
Beyonca looked at Randalph "Nobody here thinks that. Well except that jerk with the hearts, makes me ashamed of the hearts I got on my fur" Beyonca told Randalph as she shot a glare at Dylan. "Besides nobody back home cares if my mom is Two-Tone and my dad is Lucky, besides after the pain Gay and Buster inflicted on them they knew they had to get together." Beyonca told Randalph.
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