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Feb 21, 2012 11:09

That whole apocalypse thing going on outside? Shephard's only peripherally aware of it. When you share your room with nine alien puppies and one very hungry alien puppy mama, a lot of your attention is going to be perpetually elsewhere. That includes today. You see, the pups were born about three weeks ago, and while Shephard's not entirely clear ( Read more... )

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boston_bruiser February 22 2012, 04:28:07 UTC
Hey, Ado!

How's that apocalypse treating you?

I'M SORRY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE INCREDIBLY LOUD RAP MUSIC COMING FROM THE MILLIGYM.

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remindmeof_me February 22 2012, 04:34:12 UTC
Shephard can block out a lot of noises. Really, he can. But after several weeks of dealing with the yips and yaps of nine juvenile members of a species whose primary form of defense is sonic projection, he's just a little sensitive.

"SHUT THAT FUCKING SHIT THE ASS UP AND GIT SOME REAL MUSIC, PISSWIPE."

Which is why Disc One of Motörhead's The Best Of set just got flung into the gym at both top speed and head height.

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boston_bruiser February 22 2012, 04:37:43 UTC
Watch your head, Ado. That CD's coming back just as fast and just as high.

"FUCKING MAKE ME, JARHEAD."

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remindmeof_me February 22 2012, 04:39:34 UTC
Shephard grabs the CD out of the air with a scowl. "JUDAS SHITFUCKIN' CHRIST, YOU'RE LOUDER THAN THE GODDAMN DOGS."

Which are starting to crowd in around his ankles, all of them, blinking in bazillion-eyed trepidation.

Yeah, they're not even the size of footballs, but that can't be especially reassuring to look at.

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bloodyvirgo February 25 2012, 03:39:26 UTC
Despite everything else going on, an alien eyeball and it's pups is still a sight to behold, as is demonstrated by the way Kanaya edges closer curiously.

"Hello, Shepherd."

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remindmeof_me February 25 2012, 03:49:18 UTC
"Well, hey there, Kanaya," says Shephard, looking up and offering a tired smile. "How's it hangin'?"

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bloodyvirgo February 25 2012, 04:02:43 UTC
A blink from the houndeye pups to Shephard.

"...Hangin'?"

That 'g' disappears kicking and screaming.

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remindmeof_me February 25 2012, 04:05:07 UTC
"Yeah, uh... shit, never mind," says Shephard. "That's, uh, more for talkin' to guys. Sorry, I ain't had much sleep the past couple weeks thanks to this bunch here."

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