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Post by Mizan on May 6, 2012 23:04:57 GMT -5
(closed to Kitexa and me. Bonz from Yu-Gi-Oh meets Vampire Rebecca!)
The stars twinkled cheerfully over the duelist kingdom, shedding dim light on the castle Pegasus called his home. Some distance away in the woods, three men (or two young men and a boy rather) were resting out under the stars.
Sid and Zygor had set up camp for the night and gone on to sleep, but their younger companion, Bonz, could not. He just couldn't. Not after that humiliating defeat at the hands of Joey, losing all his star chips and...on top of that....getting beaten senseless by Bandit Keith.
It was a lot to live down for one evening. More than the bony youth could stomach. So he was sitting out under a tree some distance away from the tent where, to his chagrin and annoyance, Zygor was snoring his fool head off. The tent flap flipped in and out at the very corner as the muscle-headed oaf breathed in and out.
Normally such a sight would have amused Bonz, but not in the same way. Not tonight. He smirked a half-hearted smirk before turning his head to, for the millionth time that night, examine his glove and the little star-shaped holes around the rim. They were all empty. Further testament of his failure. Skeletal youth felt pretty low at this point in time. Nothing could make things worse.
Suddenly, the brush in front of him rustled, and, startled, Bonz looked up. It sounded like something was coming through the woods at him, but what he couldn't guess. His heart began to thud faster, and he thought about calling for Sid and Zygor, but fear seized him and kept him frozen in place. He could only wait in ever increasing fear as whatever it was crept closer and closer...
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Post by Kitexa on May 6, 2012 23:17:24 GMT -5
An airy Scottish voice cursed foreign obscenities as a slick-furred dalmatian puppy dis-tangled herself from the bushes. A humiliating eat, to have one's fur a mess of leaves and twigs; her own fault for miscalculating the rise and fall of the sun. in this world...time...whatever strange land she'd stepped into when De Vil Ville vanished in a cloud of smoke. So different was the timezone here...she had nearly been burned by the morning's rays on several occasions.
"Bloody 'ell..." Rebecca mumbled, shaking her small body in attempts to free herself from the foliage. "Tis th' last time I stray too far without an escort..."
Small pup stopped then, freezing rigid.; heightened senses zeroing in on a faint, erratic breathing coming from straight ahead. So she wasn't alone? How odd...she'd been certain these parts contained very few inhabitants... blue eyes rolled up, scarred face twisting into a scowl as they locked with a pair of wide, beady black pupils belonging to a frighteningly skeletal human boy.
Well, one thing was certain; he wasn't from around these parts.
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Post by Mizan on May 6, 2012 23:23:23 GMT -5
"DYAAHHH!!" Bonz screamed in alarm, jumping to his feet as whatever it was emerged from the bushes, expecting for some reason a horrible monster.. but his tense muscles relaxed and he slouched with a forceful sigh when he realized what he was seeing. "Heh...it's just a dumb dog."
He waved his hand at her. "Beat it mutt, shoo, scram. Get lost." He'd failed to notice as yet that she'd been talking, not even thinking for a second that any animal could talk at that. He just sighed and dropped his gaze to the ground, prepared to return to his bout of self-pity. Briefly he glanced at the tent, wondering if he'd woken either of his companions with his yelling, but neither of the teenage boys in the tent had stirred. There was a brief motion in which Zygor flipped over on his side, and then all was quiet.
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Post by Kitexa on May 6, 2012 23:42:27 GMT -5
The scream, she was used to - how many times she had heard it when unsuspecting prey found themselves cornered with no way out, she lost count. It nearly brought a grin to her muzzle, to hear such a high pitched shrieked.
Then he spoke.
And that glee snuffed out.
"Dumb dog?"
"Mutt?"
Hackles rose and the dalmatian bare her teeth, fangs glowing eerily in the soft moonlight. Who did this human think he was, to lash out insults while possessing such a vulgar appearance himself?
"Oi!" Rebecca spat, "I would no' go runnin' yer tongue like tha' if I were ye, laddie."
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Post by Mizan on May 6, 2012 23:49:37 GMT -5
Again, the boy started in utter alarm. "Dyuhh!!!" Already abnormally wide eyes widened in alarm, and mouth parted in utter shock. D...did that dog just TALK? "D..did you just....talk to me?" Slowly he relaxed his posture, staring at the heart-spotted, scarred pup in bewilderment. The thought briefly crossed his mind that maybe she was a duel monster, but he quickly pushed that idea away. There were no podiums for miles around, nothing to conjure the image of a talking puppy. Besides, this pup didn't look NEARLY frightening enough to be the hologram of one of the Duel Monster cards.
Still, he glanced around briefly to see if maybe this was actually a playing field. But how could there be one, with no podiums? There was nothing. Nothing but the grass and trees. He stared at the pup again in wonder. "But dogs can't talk!"
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Post by Kitexa on May 6, 2012 23:58:08 GMT -5
Well, now wasn't that a falsified statement. Dogs can't talk...how did he explain her then?
N longer defensive, though still apprehensive, she straightened, adorning a slightly arrogant air. "If we canna' talk, then how d'ya explain me?" The pup retorted, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. The humans n this world were so incredibly daft at times. In her home town, she'd had no trouble communicating with her "Pets" as the Dearly boy put it. "I swear, ye modern mortals baffle me..."
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Post by Mizan on May 7, 2012 0:02:48 GMT -5
"I...I've never heard of a dog talking!!" He let his arms fall slack in front of him, still staring at her in bewilderment. "I thought...I thought for a second maybe you were a Duel Monster but..." He scratched the back of his head with one arm, a sheepish look coming onto his bony face. "But there's no playing fields around here...." For a moment there was an awkward pause as he struggled to think of something to say. What exactly did one say to a talking puppy?
"So...uh......are you lost?" He finally settled for awkwardly. "Cuz I'm not getting saddled with somebody's weird pet..."
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Post by Kitexa on May 7, 2012 0:11:49 GMT -5
Little red nose snorted, unimpressed. "No. I'm no' lost." Rebecca replied curtly, but left it at that. One does not reveal to one's acquaintances she miscalculated her safe zone while out on a hunt. No...something...safer, would need to be said to ensure she'd not land herself in some sort of combative situation. "I was out fer a walk. Tis a nice evenin' for such a thing." She paused, mind reflecting back on another of the boy's statements. "I do no' belong to anyone here; nothin' bounds me from leavin' th' farm ta take a walk. I c'n see I'm no' the only one." She added, nodding to the boy with a vague curiosity. "I dinae think humans ventured out this late alone."
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Post by Mizan on May 7, 2012 0:17:57 GMT -5
(I've set this rp in the Duelist Kingdom, which is an island. I don't think it's anywhere close to the farm xD)
Again the boy regarded the pup blankly. "What? There's no farms on this island. You're pulling my leg!" He laughed. "If you don't belong to anyone here, then where did you come from?" He asked in an almost taunting voice. "Nobody comes here except to Duel. And you're not exactly equipped or able to do so."
At her last statement, he sniffed in annoyance. "I'm only here because these two clowns--" He indicated the tent with a flick of his thumb -- "Decided it was a great idea to work for Bandit Keith. That rotten jerk. He beat us and robbed us blind!!" Boy's scrawny hands bunched up into fists and he gritted his teeth angrily, looking as if he wanted to throttle someone. "And I did exactly what he told me to!! If I ever see that creep again.."
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Post by Kitexa on May 7, 2012 0:25:53 GMT -5
(oh XD; well...I don't know anything about Yu-gi-oh)
"Oh?" The vampire puppy blinked, intrigued--if just a little--by this sudden resentment in the boy. Bound to work for a man of little appeal? How familiar...
Disregarding his first question for...safety purposes, she sat back on her haunches; certain, now, the boy was not a threat. "If 'e's such a "rotten jerk" then why were ye so keen ta work for 'im? Where I come from, lest 'e be a man of power an' authority, ya dinae haf'ta do anythin' ya do no' want to." Her lips parted in a slight grin, eyes glinting. "There's always a way out, laddie. That there's a fact."
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Post by Mizan on May 7, 2012 0:32:18 GMT -5
Briefly the spark went out of Bonz's tiny black eyes when Rebecca pointed that out. Again, he relaxed his angry posture with a sigh. "Keith told us if we worked for him he'd help us become finalists...if we helped him get revenge. See, Keith used to be the number one duelist until he dueled Pegasus, and lost....and he wanted a rematch. He said he'd help us get to the top too, but instead he turned on us after I lost and stole our star chips.. these star chips are what gets us into the castle as finalists..."
He turned a sad gaze on the puppy. "He double-crossed us." The angry fire came back into his eyes. "It wasn't my fault!! I thought Keith knew what he was doing. I didn't think he'd turn on us."
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Post by Kitexa on May 7, 2012 0:47:28 GMT -5
For a time, Rebecca said nothing, fixated on the boy's last phrase...before she realized she was drifting into thought--NOT a sensible thing to do in the presence of an acquaintance. "Sometimes..." She began, thoughtfully, a little secretively, "Ye canna' tell what kinda monsters people are before i's too late." Indeed....sometimes blind faith in the good of all shrouded the obvious evils that lurked right under their noses.
She'd learned that once.
Time others around her did the same.
"Was this man a team-member o' yers?" the pup asked when the silence of her thoughts became uncomfortable, "Ya said sumthin' about a duel..."
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Post by Mizan on May 7, 2012 20:51:28 GMT -5
Bonz got quiet for a second as he reflected on the words of the scarred-up puppy. It was true, he supposed. Some people were just plain evil. He turned his head towards her at the question.
"Well, he was. Until he stole our star chips!!" The last three words were growled out, and his grotesque face twisted even more with anger. "Those took me AGES to get!!! Now I'm going to have to start ALL over again!!" An angry huff escaped the skeletal boy before he turned his gaze to nowhere in particular, still gritting his teeth in annoyance. It didn't occur to him to ask how she knew these things....he wasn't the smartest boy on planet Earth after all. His idea of a good time was to scare innocent people with monster masks. A certain irony given his company..
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Post by Kitexa on May 9, 2012 16:13:25 GMT -5
Rebecca had expected some clarification for the boy, but she was more confused than satisfied with his response. She hid her confusion with a snort, slender brow furrowing, casting a small shadow over her pale blue eyes. "Ye should've kept better care o' yer things." Vampire puppy observed, tail flicking back and forth behind her. "The world's a dangerous place, laddie; there be thieves waitin' at e'ery corner ta take what ye hold dearest to ye..." She smiled enigmatically, forbidding a dark laugh from crawling out of her throat. "Th' best thieves are th' ones that hide in plain sight."
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Post by Mizan on May 12, 2012 23:28:03 GMT -5
Bonz nodded conversationally. "Yeah, I suppose that's....wait what?" He stared at the pup, his seemingly permanently furrowed brows wrinkling together in the middle even more. It made him all the more repulsive and intimidating. "....How can a thief hide in plain sight...? Huh." Bonz leaned back on his hands, staring at nothing in particular as he tried to contemplate Rebecca's enigmatic response. Well...Bandit Keith was always out in plain sight. Maybe that's what she meant. Maybe he was just that good that he didn't need to hide. He didn't catch that she was referring to herself, possibly.
Beady eyes fell to the grass poking up between his thin fingers for just a moment. "So....what's a puppy like you doing in a place like this?" He asked for the second time that night, turning to look at her with brows furrowed even more. He didn't think anyone on the island had pets...but then again, she'd said she didn't belong to anyone..
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