Wheeeeeeeeeeee!

[ooc: Pup can fly! Remuneration? Chewing the furniture.]

But I don't like sand!

Daddy, brush it out of my fur?

Hey! Hey!

Why's everyone unhappy?

Why does your head hurt?

Why are people's tummies icky?

What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?

I ate the bad bird!

[ooc: Pup will completely fail to understand why anyone would be squicked that he ate Karasu.]

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, Nel!

Nel! Nel! Nel!

Are you okay today?

Rats! Rats!

Daddy gave me sticks to get the rats!

[ooc: Walter's living room? Mini forest of the impaled - with rats.]

You know, you know... you know what?

You can't drink out of a bowl very easy when you're a boy!

Daddy, can I have a towel?

[ooc: Pup's a human boy today. My old computer died Thursday night, I'm on my new computer that doesn't have Photoshop installed, and all my wee!Vlad fanart was on my dead comp, so forgive the lack of gleeful boy icons. He ( Read more... )

DON'T HURT MY FRIENDS!

[ooc: So, that bloat? Gone into big teeth, one very angry Pup, one broken door to Walter's flat, one seriously aggravated Walter, and a hellhound in Misery Square.]

Look! I can get in the costume Mad Hatter gave me!

But I don't know how to ride a bicycle!

[ooc: He's squeeeeeeeeezed into his costume after having hassled, whined, begged, licked, and wagged at Walter until Walter relented and put it on him. Still bloated, but not as bloated.]

Hi! I had lots of fun with all my friends yesterday! Thanks for being so nice! Except Cirrucci.

Daddy helped me vote! I've never done that before!

I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap.

I'm sorry I broke the couch, Daddy.

Oh! And I have a job! Don't be mad, Daddy.