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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: ThePawMightyMissFoxy on February 14, 2015, 02:07:34 PM
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"Stop that thief!" A deep manly voice echoes these words down the narrow market street. A giggling girl, a kitsune to be exact is running from this man. A loaf of bread lay in her hand, indicating she is the thief. She runs around the corner quickly and hides against the wall. The man chasing her runs right past. "Fina- Oof!" As she turns to walk away, she runs right into a stranger. "Hey, watch where you're going!"
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(Do we need a character sheet for this? o-o)
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(No, this is just for fun. I need a quick story for another forum and rp is how I get my stories)
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The man, a black furred dog of some sort, looks to her with a cocked brow "It seems to me that you're the thief that that man was talking about... Whats to stop me from turning you in, hmm?" The dog cracks a smug smile, his arms crossed on his chest, clearly ready to grab her if she makes a run for it.
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The girl quickly looks to both sides, searching for something useful. "Well..." She spots a wooden board leaning against a decaying building and quickly grabs it, holding it at him. "You wouldn't want child to starve, would you? I mean, she already spends cold nights alone in the streets." The kitsune slowly takes a step back.
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The dog shifts his stance slightly, revealing the shimmer of a knife; a silent threat.
"Well, if you hadn't been caught, I'd've said that I could use your skills. But, it seems to me that you did. So... Convince me that I need you, and you just might be hired."
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"My name is Vixey. Pleased to meet you." She dashes at him with the board. Just before hitting him, the board hits the ground. Acting as a catapult, she climbs up the board and it launches her over his head. The bleach white tip of her tail barely ticks his nose and she lands behind him. Then, her feet take flight and she begins to run away.
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He shakes his head, and in one smooth motion that tells that he has had years of practice, draws his knife from it's leather holster and launches it at the girl.
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A small squeal breaks out as she hits the floor before coming in contact with the blade. The blade barely hits her ear, cutting a bit of the fur off. "Y-you... you! My fur! My beautiful fur!" A black aura clouds around her body and she stairs up at him maliciously.
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"Hah!" He scoffs, grinning "oh boo-hoo! Yer fur! The pretty lady's fur!" He draws another knife, a sick looking curved edge, obviously designed for chopping "and now the pretty lady's gonna drop all she's got, aye?"
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Fur begins to grow out from her ragged clothes. Her back arches into a curve and she grows to an amazing size. Vixey is now on all fours covered in fur, a full fox beast. She jumps on the man. Surprisingly... instead of attacking, she begins to lick his face lovingly.
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The dog growls as he is knocked down, grasping at his... The air. His knife, where was his knife? Then, the thing starts licking at him, and he could tell, poisoning somehow. So, he holds the thing's maw at bay as he frantically searched around for his knife.
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She whimpers and the fur starts to fall back. Quickly, she jumps off and darts down the street on all fours. Passing the loaf of bread, she picks it up in her muzzle. She knows exactly where she's going but Vixey knows she's already hurt him enough by licking him. She never wanted it but she was so hungry! What else was she suppose to do? She finally hits the dead end she's looking for and reverts back to her half form. The orange and white tail of hers tucks, her fox ears lay back, and she awaits for him to arrive.
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After the beast scampered away, The dog lay there on the ground a moment, contemplating just what the hell happened. After the moment passed, he climbed to his feet, scooped up his cutting knife, and the knife he threw, heading to where he thought she would be
He saw her, obviously distressed "did you... Hurt me?" he asked
In all honesty, he wasn't sure she did. Really, his assumption was based off of the expectation of hostility.
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Vixey turns to him. Tears are streaming down her cheeks.
"My saliva. It has quite the amount of venom."
She sticks out her tongue, showing what looks like rose thorns seeping an almost silvery liquid.
"Please forgive me. I was scared! I didn't want to. I can fix it but..."
She stops and turns back around, sobbing and crying uncontrollably.
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He grunted, his hand brushing the polished wood of his knife's hilt. Then, she said she could fix it. And his hand fell.
"How?" he asked, looking to her "if I'm gonna die... Well, I want to not die. Got it?"
He sighed, staying the urge to just run his knife through the girl. She could fix him, he would be alright.
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"I have to..."
She paused and turned back to him.
"Well, I have to kiss you." She thought about it for a second. "Not quite kiss, actually. My tongue just has to enter your mouth. But..." She paused again. "You'll see things you shouldn't, or you might not care for."
Vixey stood and turned to him. "You'll see my memories, all of them. It's like... connecting our brainwaves."
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"woah, don't ya think we should at least have dinner first?" he said, with a light chuckle "I mean, hey, I appreciate yer directness." he rolled his eyes, shaking his head "but in all seriousness... I'm up for it. Just promise you'll take me out to dinner, yeah?" he sighed deeply. He had some memories he'd rather not share... But it's better than dying, that's for sure.
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Vixey shook her head. Then gestured to the loaf of bread. "That right there is dinner. Unless... You wanna take me somewhere." She looked At him and wiped away her tears. "Buy me a decent meal and I'll do it."
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He offered a hand to help her up "hey, hey don't worry, I'll be fine, yeah? I'm gonna live. And... Well, I guess you could come to my house, I have some salted pork left. May just have some wine, too. You up for it?"
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Her eyes brightened and she smiled, taking his hand and standing up. Her tail now swayed back and forth with glee and her pointed ears twitched with excitement. Salted pork? She's never had the luxury of tasting the meat of a pig before.
"I'm sorry I poisoned you. I really didn't mean you any harm. It's just, I've never been caught before."
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"Hey, it's okay. I'm gonna be alright! You're gonna heal me right up." He chuckled lightly "now... I haven't told you my name, have I? Well, Thomas Norton, at your service." He smiled at the girl, giving a showy bow
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She curtsies, though she is almost bare when it comes to close. "Just Vixey here. No last name. Not that I can remember, that is." She walks down the alley and looks out both ways before looking back at him. "Let's be careful though, okay? If they find you with me, you could get in quite the trouble."
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"huh... How does swift sound?" he sai, nodding "or you could ah... Take norton... Cos you're probably gonna end up living with me for the foreseeable future." he loosed a nervous chuckle, rubbing the nape of his neck