UNLESS IT'S A FARM

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

THEY CALL IT A ZOO



• Your human character is now an ANIMAL
• Your animal character is now a HUMAN
• Your alien/robot character is now WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT IT TO BE
• What does your character turn into? How do they react? Are they like this asshole panda? STAY IC AND ROLEPLAY AND STUFF
• NOTE for added lulz humans and animals can't understand each other. But animals can speak to each other a la homeward bound

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[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

[Vaultie is now a dog; a pitbull, to be exact, all black with a white marking over his face that looks sort of like his helmet. The toughest yet derpiest and neediest of all dogs. He didn't really question waking up as a dog. He's just sniffing around and going with it.]

[itsdecaf.livejournal.com]

[OH LOOK, IT'S SNIPERHAWK. Back again. Maybe he can get the hang of flying this time?

Up in the tree he perches, mighty hunter of the skies. He coils, prepared to spread his wings and soar--

and promptly falls out of the tree and lands dazedly on the ground. Looks like he hasn't gotten any better at this.]

[ysonightfurious.livejournal.com]

[Toothless is now a human. He is promptly FLIPPING HIS SHIT and FALLING ALL OVER THE PLACE LIKE A DUMBASS because apparently the equivalent of missing a tail fin is MISSING A FUCKING LEG.]

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[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

[snnnrkHFHBDFSBEHRFLLLL cold wet nose snorkin' your feathers. Vaultie nudges Sniper.]

Hello? Are you. Dead?

[If he doesn't reply can he eat him??]

[circuitry]

[FUCK YOU, I'M A DRAGON]

[ysonightfurious.livejournal.com]

[THIS IS SO UNFAIR!]

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

[BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK]

YOU'RE A DRAGON.

[This short but stocky little pitbull sounds very excited. Not to mention he's bouncing up and down on his front feet.]

[itsdecaf.livejournal.com]

[Picks himself up and shakes himself off, brushing feathers back into place with his beak. He had been hoping nobody would have seen that, but no.

If a hawk could huff, he would be a huffy hawk.]

'S fine, I'm fine. Just bonzer. Nothing's broke but my pride.

[HE WOULD FIND THAT FAIR, surprisingly.]

[circuitry]

[sup Toothless

how's life as NOT A DRAGON]

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well. It wasn't that bad. I can't fly at all.

[Are your feathers ruffled let me help you with that-- Vaultie licks at Sniper, so a nice gooey covering of saliva can slick back those feathers for him.]

[ysonightfurious.livejournal.com]

[He is hobbling around and making sadface at you. All the sad. All the face. All the time.]

[circuitry]

[oh man what is this weird yapping barkbeast

/brb sniffing all over you, dude]

I'M TOTALLY A DRAGON!

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

[sniff sniff sniff back. His nose is cold but Terezi is shiny and smooth and scaly so he's just marveling in the feeling of his snotty nose rubbing against her hide.]

Hi are you. Who are you?

[has-a-hardline.livejournal.com]

[Fuck everyone who comes near this lake. This is Tucker's lake and she will fuck you up with her giant squid tentacles. Those fuckers have hooks on the inside bitch. HOOKS. Just for that little extra fuck you.]

[itsdecaf.livejournal.com]

[AGHSJGHJFDNF]


[The irritation is palpable. Can you feel it?]

Yes, thank you, I'm fine. You can stop licking me now.

[circuitry]

[this

this is the saddest thing Terezi's ever smelled

(well okay it's not as sad as the time her lusus died right in front of her before she got to meet her in the real world instead of just hearing her in her dreams but this still ranks pretty high on that list)

IS THERE ANYTHING SHE CAN DO TO HELP, DRAGON BRO?]

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

Oh. Oh okay!

[He's being helpful! And now Sniperhawk is all okay. He steps back and stares at Sniper, tail wagging hard.]

Are you going to fly again?

[itsdecaf.livejournal.com]

Probably not until I dry off.

[Which, if he can find a patch of dust... That shouldn't mess with his ability to fly, as it were, right? Instinct says: find a patch of dust.]

[up-in-flame.livejournal.com]

[Pyro is a deer again. And OH BOY IS HE FROLICKING. He freezes when he sees the dog because he hates dogs as a human and he is a teeny animal and what is this.]

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

[Vaultie stares at Pyro with his big wide head, smiling a big wide grin, tongue lolling out.

He wants. To eat him. But he refrains, bounding over.]

Hello! Who are you?

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

Well. Do you want me to carry you around? I can carry you to the tree. And jump up the tree! And you can fly. When you're dry.

[itsdecaf.livejournal.com]

No, I'm-- providing nothing big comes around and tries to make a meal of me, I should be fine sitting here.

[And, because he has to ask:]

Are you always this...helpful?

[up-in-flame.livejournal.com]

Thank god you talk. [But my, what big teeth you have... DEER IN THE HEADLIGHTS FOREVER.]

I'm Pyro. Did you recently go through a teleporter? [Hoof-waggle]

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

I try to be!

[Wag wag waggin' that tail. He leans in, snuffling at Sniper.] You know, I can smell where you've been! I think. I am getting used to this.

[kidfromthevault.livejournal.com]

Yeah I've. I've always talked. I mean, since I was taught to talk, I've talked, which has been since I was around two, I think.

Oh. Oh yeah, I did! I guess you did too. [He moves forward and sniffs all around. NOSE IN EAR SNUFFHRGLGNRJ] Did you pick being a deer?