What happened to Daddy? He feels different.

[ooc: Major used the Remote™ on Walter. At the moment, he's not himself. Thankfully, this will be temporary.]

FRIIIIEEEEEEEEENNNNNNDS!

[ooc: Walter already has Pup, thus no daemon. And Pup having one would be nigh on redundant.]

I love you.

[ooc: He loves you all.]

Daddy came home!

What's ice cream?

[ooc: Pup, as dogs are wont to do, spend all of the ice cream curse day licking himself.]

Fun! It's nice and warm!

Come play!

[ooc: Wee hellhound. The weather's quite pleasant to him. Hi from AX!]

Lenny is the best!

She gave me a squirrel!!!!

Hi! Hi!

I'm little again! I miss my big, big teeth.

I didn't bite anyone. *untranslated sigh*

Ran, can I chase the cat! now? I'll be a Good Boy if you tell me to.

[ooc: Because sometimes it's a Good Thing to have a puppy's attention span or lack thereof.]

What happened? What happened?

Why?

Daddy's so mad, sad, mad it hurts.

*long, untranslated deeply mournful howl*

I feel strange.

[ooc: LJ has kindly decided not to send me email alerts, it seems. So my responses will be sporadic. I generally post via email during the work day and they've taken that away and with LJ who knows how long that ( Read more... )

And why does it keep going up my nose and getting stuck in my fur and in my ears and eyes and...

Daddy, wake up and make it stop.

[ooc: Spoiled little puppy doesn't like sand.]

Hihihihihihihihi!

The blood Daddy gave me was goooooooooood.

I wanna play!!!!!

[ooc: I know it's caffeinated Pup and I ♥ him too, but I'll be slow with the comment spam until later. Work, in all its dull wonder awaits. All distraction is welcome, though. Why am I posting him now if I'm going to be slow? 'Cause I don't want to go to work and I' ( Read more... )