examine room.

Continue to wait in this room for the foreseeable future. Clearly there are beings at work far beyond your understanding and they've placed you in there for a reason.

Sniff your own butt and then gnaw on your claws a bit before going to sleep.

hisgooddog 2011/08/09(Tue)17:05 No. 338357 ID: 0472f1
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>>338344

The room is large and bare, white painted brick, enough floor space to comfortably fit about a dozen of you or more. The only opening in the room are a large metal thing in the ceiling with slits that cool air (or warm air, it changes sometimes) comes out of, and the metal fencing at the front.

The metal fence consists of the fence and then a gate, all of which are clean and covered from the outside in bits of paper of different sizes, all with black squiggles on them that they put on a lot of things. You've tried eating some of the papers, to occupy yourself, and then they started putting hard plastic stuff on them, which you can't pull through the fence.

The light is dim part of the time, and off the rest.

You used to have a bed and toys, but they took them away when you made them more like you fixed them how you liked them to be. You like your stuff used.

>>338349

You've been waiting, but what are you waiting for? You know you were happier before this.

>>338351

You try to sniff your own butt.. and can not reach. You try to chew on your claws.. and can't reach those either due to fat and how small your little legs are. You've slept all day. Again. You don't want to anymore.


... Down the hall, you hear the noise of a door.

run around in a circle chasing your tail to work out.

You are one ugly mutt. You might want to hide your face in shame lest whoever's here to see you actually does so.

hisgooddog 2011/08/09(Tue)17:31 No. 338371 ID: 0472f1
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>>338358

Running entails... well running. The fat around your knees gets chaffed if you do that. And around your ankles. And neck. And.. well everywhere else, really.

Lots of chaffing. It hurts, you see.

So instead you touch your tail with your tongue!

>>338361

You're a dog. You don't understand this 'shame' emotion.

The hall is filled with soft footsteps and foreign smell. Like cherry blossoms, fresh paint, and green tea.

Crawl to whoever it is on your belly and beg to be put out of your hideous misery.

no, beg for FOOD.

>>338371
Peer under the fence.

hisgooddog 2011/08/09(Tue)18:07 No. 338404 ID: 0472f1
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>>338378
>>338389

Pressing your massive gut against the concrete floor, you slowly drag yourself towards the fence, hoping the enticing smells means good things, no matter what they are.

Peering upwards, you make a disgusting whine that sounds like someone strangling a muffled baby.

Uhh... less teeth, bro.

hisgooddog 2011/08/09(Tue)18:29 No. 338408 ID: 0472f1
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Sniffing and peering under the fence shows a pair of pink and black mary janes, slightly scuffed but not dirty. They smell delicious, and you create a fresh puddle of drool on the floor at the thought of chewing up some leather before a voice distracts you.

"Hello..? Puppy?"

The voice is soft, the tone quiet and shy. The scent given off is nervous, somewhat confused. When you look up, you see a young girl in between the fence posts, staring down at you. She doesn't smell like the others.

She smells sad.

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Taking a break for the night, guys. Etneid needs the tablet for for Capser's quest which is here:
>>337661

313 (the pooch) can be also seen in Casper's quest.

Thanks for playing with the fat, ugly dog :D

Can you devour her sadness?