rise of the furries

[Armalite_]

Spike swallowed hard and took a step back. This wasn't the first time he had a gun pointed in his face. After what the armed fur said about blowing off his owner's face, he'd really hoped his owner showed up. He looked back up the manhole, waiting for the figure of a man to appear. He waited and waited but no one came. He looked back at the young fur holding the pistols.

[KittKat chunky~]

*cat watched the fur pointing the two pistols at the manhole cover, when still no-one appeared he set the lamp down on the tunnel floor and drew out a short barreled russian Strivnok clockwork rifle....... and proceeded to expertly strip, oil and wind up the rifle and its reloading mechanism*....

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

((Sorry your halfway through may i join?))

[KittKat chunky~]

((sure maxi, spike just joined, this is really funny cos weve gone from like one to 5  ))

[AirRaiser]

[/uote]"SPIKE!!!" The voice of his owner called in the distance. Spike thought quickly. He stood up and pulled open the sewer grate promtly before stepping onto the ladder below. He closed the grate and began to climb down. A rung ripped out of the weak cement walls and sent Spike falling to the bottom. "Oooofff!" He cried as he hit the ground in the tunnel. He rolled onto his side and froze having landed in front of three furs travelling the tunnels.
[/quote]  <--- (OOC my response to that)

Not one for being snuck up upon, AR snarled. Darn these furries, I should never have come along. They just keep falling from the freaking skies She thought to herself.

AR reached behind her, she grasped a thick handle and whipped out a deadly curved battle axe. Her eyes stared to glow in the dim light of the torch. Though she hangs to the shadows, waiting to see what this new comer was here for. Her body was ready to attack if the situation called for it.

[Armalite_]

Spike seemed to have found himself in an awkward situation. He thought for a moment and opened his mouth to speak but closed it again unsure of what he was going to say. He stared at the three furs before him now baring arms from which seemed to be from no where. He thought again and finally spoke. "...Is there something about me that seems to be threatening all of you?" He looked down at himself. Besides his sharpened claws and matted fur, his boots and torn soldier's uniform of the German army was all that remained of his days in battle. Spike frowned and looked back at the rest of them.

[AirRaiser]

AR steps forward bearing her teeth, she holds her battle at in front of her keeping on the fox. She leans in close and sniffs him, he reeks of human scent. She snorts, shaking her head. AR puts her battle ax back in its holster on her back, and extends her hand out to he fox. Her eyes loose a bit of their glow, returning to the bright green they normal show.

"You don't smell dangerous. But don't give me a reason to think other wise."

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen kept his pistols aimed at the man-hole for several seconds, but when it was obvious that the fox's owner wasn't going to appear, he frowned and returned his weapons to their holsters.

Jacen spun around to face the fox lying on his back and said, "So, who are you and where did you come from?"

[Armalite_]

"My name is Spike. The man who is after me is my owner. I was sold at auction at a POW camp here in England after being captured on the Eastern Front during the war. That is my story. What is yours?"

[Jacen the Folf]

Jacen smirked, "The German Army? Well then, we both come from the same place. I was captured in France while trying to get my parents out of a bomb shelter, they were living in occupied territory. We were all sold into captivity."

He turned to AR, "You can put away your weapon, he is no threat to us," he reached out a paw to help Spike up, "Come, we were heading towards my hideout for the night. And we might want to hurry, your master might alert the cops to where you went and we also don't want to wake them up."

[AirRaiser]

AR steps forward bearing her teeth, she holds her battle at in front of her keeping on the fox. She leans in close and sniffs him, he reeks of human scent. She snorts, shaking her head. AR puts her battle ax back in its holster on her back, and extends her hand out to he fox. Her eyes loose a bit of their glow, returning to the bright green they normal show.

"You don't smell dangerous. But don't give me a reason to think other wise."

(did that show?)

[Armalite_]

AR steps forward bearing her teeth, she holds her battle at in front of her keeping on the fox. She leans in close and sniffs him, he reeks of human scent. She snorts, shaking her head. AR puts her battle ax back in its holster on her back, and extends her hand out to he fox. Her eyes loose a bit of their glow, returning to the bright green they normal show.

"You don't smell dangerous. But don't give me a reason to think other wise."

(did that show?)

((Yeah it did, sorry I couldn't accomidate everything in my post since I wasn't using a keyboard, I had to keep it short.))

Post Merge: June 30, 2009, 11:38:06 PM

Jacen smirked, "The German Army? Well then, we both come from the same place. I was captured in France while trying to get my parents out of a bomb shelter, they were living in occupied territory. We were all sold into captivity."

He turned to AR, "You can put away your weapon, he is no threat to us," he reached out a paw to help Spike up, "Come, we were heading towards my hideout for the night. And we might want to hurry, your master might alert the cops to where you went and we also don't want to wake them up."

Spike nodded in agreement and pushed himself to his feet. "Yes, I agree. We must go quickly."

[KittKat chunky~]

Kistrev watched the conversation with amusement, humming to himself in russian he loaded locked and wound up his clockwork rifle sitting on the floor of the tunnel oblivious to the grime......

[Jacen the Folf]

OOC: Forgive me for doing this, but I think that it is quiet funny that no one is wondering who I'm talking about when I say them

Jacen looked over to Kistrev as he worked on building the rifle.

Jacen frowned, "Come on, get up! We can't stay here for too long or else-" Jacen was interrupted by the sound of slithering, footsteps, and hissing began to come from either side.

Jacen's eyes widened, "Oh no... Everyone! Hide your weapons now, and don't say anything!"

From the the shadows came many scalies, lizards and snakes. All armed with knives and swords and dressed in rags and leather. They surrounded the four furs and begun laughing and chittering among themselves.

Suddenly from the ranks walked forward a large dragon holding a massive axe. His scales were painted black with normal white ones appearing in places, like the other scalies. He had two large curling horns, massive fangs, and a scar over his left eye.

The Dragon let out a roar and said, "Who dares enter they territory of the ebony claws?"

[KittKat chunky~]

((ooc: dont worry, make sit more fun!))

Kistrev stared at the dragon, its axe easily the full height of him, in the heat of the moment all english left him and muttered under his breath in russian looking at the ceiling........