Your Name's Rebecca?

[Angel]

No real plot as such; this is basically just the chance for anyone and everyone's interpretations of Rebecca to meet in one place. Anyone who has a dalmatian AU with her in can jump in as the version of her from said universe. Just for the record, this is set a few (canine) years on from the series, so most versions of her will be adults by now.

And be warned; there will probably be a number of less-than-conventional Rebecca's running loose in here


It was a beautiful morning, Rebecca couldn't help but notice as her paws padded their way across the farm. Her daughters, Eugenie, Penee and Libby were down at Hiccup Hole, spending some time just with their father, and Rebecca didn't have anywhere particular to go right now. Everywhere she looked, she could see pups playing, some she knew, some she didn't, but all enjoying the warmth of early summer on their farm. Cadpig's daughter Tally tore past, closely followed by Flash, both girls laughing, and the adult smiled. It was a better life than she'd ever dared to dream of when she'd first found herself in this world with all her memories gone, despite the couple of long shadows still cast over it from a distance.

But she wasn't going to spoil the morning by dwelling on either of them, the scottish lass quickly decided. Lucky was out of her life forever now, which she was infinitely grateful for, and she knew Penny was at peace now. Neither of them were what she wanted to use the morning up thinking about.

Maybe, Rebecca mused, she'd see what Cadpig was doing right now. Both of them had been hurt by Lucky, and she felt a kind of kinship towards the other female as a result. The canine started towards the barn, oblivious, for now, to the fact that she wasn't the only heart-spotted dalmatian named Rebecca around anymore.

[Mo]

My, my, how nice today was! The sun hung bright in the sky, only the occasional cloud patching the sapphire sky. It was pleasantly warm and everyone was out enjoying the sun. It seemed very much like the perfect afternoon for a stroll.
And that was exactly what Rebecca was doing...
However... this was DIFFERENT Rebecca.
This Rebecca had a very self-satisfied smile of confidence on par with Lucky... almost. Her look basically said "I'm sexy and I know it"-- a far cry from the previous Rebecca's disposition. This Rebecca knew she was a good-looking dog, she was flirty, she held her head up high, and she knew what she wanted and how she wanted it-- anything she wanted, she got.
Thin white tail waving high in the air like a banner, Rebecca strutted down through the lush green grass, which happened to be right in the line of the previous Rebecca's stroll.
Rebecca bumped right into her, rather painfully. "AH!" she yelped. "Oy! Wha' do ye think yer--?"
She then simply stared. This dog... looked exactly like her... not slightly... EXACTLY.
It was DISTURBING.
"...W-wha' th' HELL...? Who are ye?!" she snarled, crouching down into a position that was ready to attack at any moment, baring her small but sharp fangs at this strange doppelganger.

[Angel]

"I-I could ask ye th' same question!" All sense of reality seemed to evaporate the moment Rebecca had turned to see just who had walked into her and come face-to-face with a dog who could only be - impossible as it might sound - herself. Rebecca glared back at the canine bearing her likeness, not dropping into an attacking crouch like her double, but not looking much less menacing. She might not have carried the ammount of self-confidence this other Rebecca seemed to, but she was no pushover, that was for sure.

"Aye'm Rebecca, and this is muh home - but I'm guessing ye already kno' tha'," she added, large azure eyes narrowing. "What d'ye think yuir doing impersonating me?"

(ooc: sorry for the late response, was waiting to see if anyone else who'd shown interest wanted to join in too... evidently not If anyone still wants to bring their own interpretation of Rebecca in here, though, guys, I'm still fine with you joining in ^^)

[Kitexa]

(hey, this still going on? I'd like to join XD;; I just got distracted.)

Well...wasn't THIS interesting.

Piercing blue eyes peered out from behind a shaded tree; observing with growing scrutiny. There was no way such a thing was actually possible, was it? Two versions of the same dalmatian--of HER--in the same place...both fully grown while she forever remained a puppy. How could such a thing be? It had to be some kind of trick, or black magic or...something other reason unknown to the scarred vampire pup.

She was the only heart-spotted dalmatian on this farm. The only one with a reddish nose, the only one with such blue eyes, and the ONLY one named Rebecca.


Wasn't she?


"Ye daft fools..." she muttered to herself, uncurling from her reclined position. "Bloody imposters..." With a yawn, a stretch, Rebecca rose to her feet, ears flattening just so behind her head. Were it not midday, the vampiress would have stormed over to them and demanded to know what trickery they were up to. Unfortunately, the sun shone high, and with it, a death sentence should she step beneath its rays.

There was only one option for the pup.

"Oy!" She called out, "What be th' meanin' of this? Who do ye think ye are?"

[Mo]

"Who do YOU think ye are?" Rebecca shot back to the scarred, fanged youngling. Her tail whipped up in angression, snarling at both of these dooplegangers furiously. "I don' know what in th' bloody hell's goin' on here, but yuir not gettin' out o' here without goin' through ME first!"
She poked with an extended claw at the chest of the Rebecca next to her. "Now riddle me this, missy: what exactly are ye doin' on MY farm?" She turned to the vampiric dog, basking in the shade. "And you... what happen to yuir spots? What ARE ye?"

[Angel]

"I dinae kno' how ye make it yuir farm," Rebecca - the REAL one, to her mind at least - came back hotly, feeling her anger rising. A hot temper she had possessed, ever since she could remember, and right now these two imposters were bringing it to the boiling point very quickly. "Aye've lived here since I got out of tha' pound, an' I've never see anyone who looked like yu around here except f'r ME!" Her often deceptively-soft azure eyes had narrowed dangerously as she faced down the other adult, dismissing for now the pup, who she had decided couldn't pose much of a threat.

She could get Mooch, Rebecca thought. Send one of the pups to fetch him from Hiccup Hole to sort these imposters out... but no, she just as quickly decided. The sheepdog might have been her mate, but she could handle herself just fine without involving him in every little problem. If it came down to it, she could deal with these two herself.