[So in the middle of the city there's a very confused looking man, with wolfish ears poking out of purple hair and constantly twitching and turning. He snorts irritatedly, walking awkwardly on all fours as he looks around, ears back and growling
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He's also not particularly expecting Gospel to have turned into some kind of wolf-person, and he's definitely not accustomed to being in the vicinity of his partner without that familiar electronic signal in his brain letting him know that the wolf is nearby. All in all, he's somewhat oblivious at the moment.]
...stupid assholes could at least have teleported my freakin' dog with me! I don't care what frickin' level they are, when I find a mod...
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Cue the long, awkward stare, eventually followed by a facepalm.]
What the fuck, Gos, is that you?
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He's sitting as... you'd expect a person who thinks they're a dog would sit, staring up at Forte blankly.
...then there is a snickering noise at his hair being all foofy and out and bishie.]
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And then, suddenly, there's Forte grabbing Gospel by the shirt and hauling him upwards.] Oi, stand up already! If we're suffering through this stupid-ass human thing together, you're at least gonna walk like one, got it?
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He gives a surprised bark as he's suddenly hauled up to proper posture, wobbling a bit before baring his teeth a little. He LIKED walking on all fours, kay thanks!]
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Bear with it, buddy. Trust me, you need all the help you can get to look less ridiculous. Anyone tell you anything yet?
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He growls a negative.]
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Once his laughing fit is over, though, he flattens his ears, baring his teeth delightedly at the other male. He's all for "Fuck this noise, let's go beat the fuck out of the mods," oh yes.]
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