Player: manawolf
AIM: manawoof
E-MAIL: manawlf [at] gmail [dotcom]

How's my driving? Crit me here!

[Thom is not sure what handcuffs are. But he gets the general idea.]

I... er... can I, does anyone need help?

I can help. I can fetch things!! M'real good at it, too!

[The comm turns on to the sight of the inside of a canine mouth and white puppy teeth. There are crunching noises as Thom's teeth slip across the case.

About ten seconds in, the view tilts to show Thom, laying on his back and holding the communicator up above his head. His floppy ears lay open on the ground and his deep-keeled, fluffy chest ( Read more... )

[When Thom comes back, he's asleep in the sand. But he wakes up quickly!]

Mn... ngzl....

Wh - Batou??

Where -

WOAH.

[Oh my god he's on land ( Read more... )

H-hi. Um.

I'mma be gone for a few - uh, for a day.

'Cause I was bad and I bit someone an' Batou says p-punishment is he gotta kill me. I don' remember doin' it but I know I did it and I'll never do it again.

But it's okay 'cause I'll be back an'then I can go for walks!

Hey Mister Batou is there stuff to do when you're dead? Like fetch?

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[There's a bump as the comm opens transmission - it seems to have been knocked accidentally, as often happens on the boat. But there's no happy chatter or the playful doggie noises that usually issue from Thom's frequency. Instead there's a low, murderous growl ( Read more... )

Wooooow that's a lotta new stuff... people... things!

Sooooo when do I get to learn the stuff BIG pets do?

This is th'SECOND time I got big, I gotta learn SOMEtime.

Hey... I found a thing... it's, um, a long piece of leather, an' it smells kinda like Mikey. But not exactly, just kinda.

S'gotta belong to SOMEone.

[OOC: It's Raphael's belt. It never was crossed off the list of retrieved items after he died!]

So ummm...

I heard lotsa stuff but there were kinda big words an' I didn't get a lot of it.

Who's Santa?