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Balloon Birthday Dog
zachi the wolf process
racoon sketch
uses editor for once
jyushimatsu
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*evil laugh* wwyd
by:
EnbiousRat 
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04.01.2022
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EnbiousRat[OP]
04.01.2022 20:21
LinkOkay so. Your oc was wandering outside late at night. Be it leaving from work, or wandering, whatever they choose. Then, strangely, they feel this odd pull in their chest. Like it was physical but not at the same time. Confused, they froze. They glanced around but an alleyway caught their sight. The pull started again. Curiously, they decided to follow the beckoning, confused by it. Continuing to walk, they turned and walked seemingly aimlessly down a path between and behind buildings until they’d stop. The pull had gotten ever stronger the more they walked but it had suddenly disappeared. Looking around, they were on the grounds of a warehouse. No lights were on inside. No cars or active vehicles were outside it either. A sense of danger seemed to practically seep from the sketchy building. Why had they indeed up here? Do they leave? Do they go inside to explore? Do they stay more careful and scope the building first?
EnbiousRat[OP]
04.01.2022 20:21
LinkYou can choose either, or make up another choice that better fits your ocs, dont worry. There are ideas to continue off these choices no matter which you pick.
Also
This is a story board rp. I have a comic I’m working on and i need help figuring some stuff out. I tend to think and plan better on my feet and through rp and ect, so these rps might help me out to figure out what direction to continue the comic through. If I stop responding entirely to this rpp i might have come up with an issue or something, idk whats gonna happen lmao.
Zuma stood there and examined the building,looking at the condition it was in and if there were any signs of people being around this area lately
the front and lot-side of the building were in rather good shape for just a warehouse. The most noticabe thing was a broken camera in front of the front door. The far side and back, however, had piles of junk and ecetera around it. Tires, planks, excess machine parts, ect ect. A few wiindow screens were on this side, one of which was shattered. There was a strange sound seemingly coming from the window, if Zuma got close enough to hear.
He took a deep breath and took out his phone to start catch anything he saw. He was scared but curious and wanted to see if there was anything he was supposed to see in this area.That pull on his chest couldn't have been for nothing based on how long it lasted
As he got close, he'd be able to tell it was some sort of movement, obviously. the opening from the window made it easier to hear, but the room it opened to was some sort of storage closet with just storage inside. Shelves were stacked with miscellaneous items and boxes stuffed with the same. The faint sounds soon finally stopped
(1 or 2 btw)
Uhhhhhhhh 2😺)
He walked up to the building and looked through the window,slowly and carefully climbing in and making sure to capture everything he was seeing
the sounds froze at the sound. A faint gasp could be heard, then, silence. The sounds hadnt come from the room, obviously
He tried his best to keep quiet but bro was a big boy😒he couldnt be quiet even if he tried. He heard that people was aware that he had gotten inside tho so he tried to hide behind on of the boxes,thinking that whoever was outside of the room would try to come check the room out
"H-hello..?" a faint, weak voice called quietly. The voice was feminine. There was an even onger silence as she listened, hoping
He whimpered and stayed behind the box,not knowing if it was a good idea to exit the room
He took a deep breath and moved from behind the boxes,slowly making his way over to the door"..."
there was a soft squeak and the scraping quickly moving further away
He tucked his phone into his pocket but had the camera facing out so it could still catch everything,he gently placed his hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it,not yet opening it tho
The woman back away as far as she could. Shackles were on her wrists with strange marks on them. the was a faded, almost entirely invisible halo over her head. She pressed her back against the wall, holding a wound and looking up at the stranger with terror in her eyes
He cracked the door open and peeked through,looking at the woman and covering his mouth"o-oh.."
His voice was soft and quiet.he shook his head and waved his hands as a way to tell her to calm down"n-no!i'm not with anybody..i-i was just looking around...you look like you need help...."
She calmed just a little at that, shakily nodding. "W-who are you..?" she stammered out
[He would barge in any building I feel like, he is a war robot that was given a brain after all]
Aong with the door creaking suddenly open and hitting the wall from opening too wide, there was another sound. A muffled yelp from a few rooms past. Shuffling and scraping arose too. He was in a small room that just seemed to be an entry way. there were three doors, one o back and one on either side
ye! i love your wwyds a lot, uh if it seems that i forgot feel free to come yell at me. it won't hurt me or none.
Anne's ears twitched curiously. she wore a heavy trench coat with some sweat pants. her blue curly hair in a ponytail. her eyes tired from the days work as a personal trainer. but, she sighed and walked up and went to open the door.
ahebfohrbls thanks so much man and alr! I understand forgetting a lot i do too lmao, also, while we're at it, pick 1-4))
The door creaked softly open, it opened to a stae, plain room. An entryway that seemed almost like some office of sorts. It was trashed though, seeming to have been left along for quiet a while. there wasnt much furniture in the room other than a mostly empty bookshelf and a desk
(hmmm 3!)
she paused, her ears perking up. they kept themselves up as she walked in. listening for the smallest of noises that could imply a presence. she simply looked around, walking over to the desk. she was rather confused, why was she pulled here?
aha first to pick him)
The desk was coated in a layer of dust. Though, there was a distubance in it right over one of the drawers. Now that she was inside, though, she'd be able to hear more moving. There were three doors, one left, right, and one in the middle. Behind the middle one was a muffled voice of a man. the scraping and shuffling came fromt here as well
she looked over at the middle door, raising a brow. after some moments she decided to confront whoever was behind the door. "hello?!" she yelled out, walking over to the middle door. clenching her fists in attempt to defend herself if they turned violent.
its alr!
The speech immediately went silent, then, a second man quickly started exclaiming, "N-nonon wait!"
before he was done, the first had already appeard behind her, shoving her against hte wall with a glare, "Who are you!"
her vision was dizzy for a minute, stunned, she tried to get out of his grip. "get off! i ain't hurting you?"
"This is not where you belong, girl." he hissed, studying her, "Who are you." he repeated himself.
She growled, staring at him. Eyes narrowing, she grumbled "Anne Watson." she looked away, her brows were furrowed in a frustrated expression. "can you let go of me." she mumbled, looking around for something.
"What are you doing here." He asked. He was a rather tall man on the larger side, his skin like a choclatey brown and his eyes a strange but piercing yellow. "I don't like snoopers around my stuff." he growled
she sighed, "i don't know why i'm here, just drawn to this place i guess." she winced, ears twitching. "If you want me to leave i can, i don't particular like your ruined warehouse anyway." she growled, she did not like this at all. she heard that second voice beforehand.
He glared at her ike he were trying to trll if she were teing the truth, dropping her again. "Leave." he hissed
she huffed, adjusting her trench coat. her ears were up, facing the door. she turned around, blowing a piece of her hair out of her face. she was coming back, or at least getting the police notified of a potential kidnapping. but none the less she attempted to walk out, grabbing her phone out of her pocket.
he watched her leave with a scowl, waiting until she was out the door to return to the room
she closed the door behind her, calling the police. She didn't want to go in there if the man had a weapon. But she needed to know why she was pulled her. She was mainly thinking the worse of situations.
The strange thing was, her phone would glitch and flicker instead of managing to call. The lamps around the building would flicker for just a moment, and a growl would be heard from behind her
she froze, she slowly put her phone back in her pocket. she turned her head to look behind her at the door. her ears dropped down against her back in attempt to avoid being grabbed.
He started forward, eyes glowing now. "Give me the phone." he sneered, sharp teeth glinting
she stepped back, growling. "Excuse me?" she was looking back, making sure not to corner herself. "who are you? WHAT are you?" she was mainly confused, defensive.
"You don't want to know." he chuckled darkly, standing before her. "Now, give me the damn phone before she catches on."
she growled, "who catches on?! i'm sorry i was just drawn here by some supernatural force or instinct. god i dunno which one anymore. and you want my phone? i'm not stupid!" she huffed, taking an advance of walking forward towards him.
He rolled his eyes and lunged forward with a snarl. Problem? befre he'd actually even reach her, everything changed. She was no longer at the warehouse. Instead, in some feild. A woman was beside her, huffing, "Jeez You got a death wish, girl."
she fell down, she looked around in a panic. she was confused, unsure what had just happened how she was going to get back home. She looked over at the girl, pausing. "what.. who are you?! where am i?!"
"You can cal me Evie," she said with a frown, looking to her, "You're currently in a feild with a demon that just saved you form becoming fishbait for a hellhound. any more questions?" she asked
She paused, looking down. "why was i drawn to the warehouse? will i be able to go back home? why are you here?" she had so many questions, not sure how to answer them.
the woman blink, not expecting her to continue, "The Virtue might've been calling to you. You must have a good soul. I cant assure you your home will be safe once He realizes why you were there," she said in thought, "And I was sent toretrieve you before you became just another death."
she was trying to process what all she said. "Virtue?" she was so confused, all this information was making her head hurt.
she studied her, giving a small sigh as she glanced aorund, "well- Alright, listen. You're gonna give yoursef a migraine and theres a lot to explain. Do you ming if I take you to the base? You'll be safe there," She assured her
she rubbed her eyes, groaning. "yeah, i guess, god please tell i'm just passed out drunk.." she grumbled.
"if only," she giggled softly, putting a hand on her shoulder. Again, the surroundings changed. it was now some lounge room. The couches all rather comfy, "Water?" she offered
She jumped again, looking around before looking over at Evie. "Uh, yeah." She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Is there any others?"
"here or like him?" she asked, grabbing a cup and filling it wiht some icewater
"Here" she sighed, sitting back on the couch. She's been through a lot.
"yeah, a few. This is my boss' building, actually," she said, backing off to let her settle
She sighed, sipping her ice water. "So why me? I'm just some personal trainer and Boxer." She laughed at herself.
She huffed, looking over at him. "Listen if we waited around long enough for some prophecy to make us special, we'd die waiting. I learn that the hard way when I was younger." She sighed, swirling the water in glass.
"So none of this in the least bit made you tihnk anything about this was 'special'?" she asked, making airquotes
She snorted. Taking a sip. "No, I have several theories so far. One, someone spiked my drink and I'm higher than I kite. Two, I'm passed out drunk in some alleyway. And Three, this is the afterlife." She stared right at her, having a poker face.
she laughs softly, "I guess those would makes sense but no, this is all real, miss." she said, pulling out a phone to search something
she nodded, sighing. "that's what i thought you would say.." she finished off her water.
She held the phone out. It was an article about the seven sins. Years and years ago, they were released into the world. Monsters of pure sin and rage. They were tyrants until, a ittle nder six years ago, they disappeared. "Thing is," she said when she saw she was done reading it, "They didn't 'disappear'" she continued, air quoting again
