I just don’t have time for this rp. And Although I love all of you guys I hate to say, too many times I feel like most people just want a romantic little fling, and as great as that is, it’s not what I want here on tumblr.

I do still rp on Skype if people are interested!
And I have my other blogs if you ever want to get in contact:

My main account: Kryru.tumblr.com

NSFW Homestuck blog: http://sinkswimsail.tumblr.com/

Currently closed commission blog: http://kaiskommissions.tumblr.com/

No longer a puppy. Thank all my piles of grist for that ( Oh wait i’m poor now).

Seems like there’s a whole lotta people about, Spring break? Easter? Ohh it’s a Holiday for some.

Well I guess I’ll be around if anyone needs me. Gonna go steal easter eggs from the park like a giant dick butt.

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turntechgodkid replied to your post: Continue to be M!A puppy form

*stares at the puppy and offers it some bacon* …looks like you dont have an owner pup

* Oh man what is that smell. Striders amber red little husky/wolf mutt eyes stared up at the other for a moment before quickly jumping forward towards the offer of bacon. Puppy urges making him a little uncharacteristically friendly to begin with.*

Dave pats his head and gives him the bacon. “Cute. I probably got some scraps n’shit I could give you…” He’s mumbling more to himself than the Strider pup. He reaches over carefully and scoops him up. “I’m such a big fuckin’ softie for animals.” He grumbles.

*Thank the Magical lords for Striders. The pup chewed the bacon, growling and tearing at it with little pathetic huffs as he tried to bark in thanks. The scooping was rather sudden, it had make Strider uneasy before hearing the others mumbling.The little puppys eyes staring up at Dave in wonder, as the bacon he’d been chewing at was now just hanging from his jaw. *

Dave totes him back to his apartment, absentmindedly stroking his fur. “You seem pretty smart, pup. Avoid the kittens they’ll think you’re a toy or somethin.” He sets him down on the futon and rummages around in the kitchen for a plastic plate and some scraps that are okay for dogs to eat. He finds some chicken and some beef and warms it up in the microwave unsure of how dogs even eat their food. He brings the plate and a bowl of water out for him and sets them on the floor. 

Striders eyes darted around at the words kittens. He wasn’t in the condition for a fight with some mangey cats! Oh no- wait he liked cats. This body was making him a little more territorial than normal. Once plonked on the floor he looked around, sniffing and exploring, taking a moment to drink in his surroundings, although he was a puppy now, he knew how to use his senses.
And the sweet ‘ping’ of a microwave called him back to the kitchen where he watched from behind the door, hiding slightly after spying no cats as of yet.

Dave smiles at him and pets his fur gently as he nudges the food at him, a large gray cat just walking past him ignoring the new comer to go to his own water bowl and drink from it. “That’s Jaydee. He won’t bother you.”

*Strider at this point is just watching the cat. as  pup he’s not even the size of the large cat. Moving to his food instinctively he lowered his head, eyes not leaving the feline. It was rather intimidating. *

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==>You resist the urge to jump back, reminding yourself that he’s a puppy. He can’t hurt you much.

Don’t growl boy. Are you hungry?

* Strider even as a human was usually quite hungry. But he had to get rid of these clothes. But it would be suspicious to ignore or react. God, how do you get in character or mentally prep yourself for times like these?
Oh wait he’d been though this before. Maybe not as young as ‘puppy’ but… *

… * Strider pup smacks his lips a little plopping his butt down the silk hanging from his open mouth as he panted for breath.*

I can get you some food if you come with me. You can bring your shirt with you if you like it so much.

* The pup nodded slightly dragging the shirt towards the other as he had no idea how long he’d be in this form for. Best make the most of it, annnd puppy instinct was making him a whole lot more trusting.*

==>You walk slowly to the house, and into the kitchen, making sure the pup and his shirt could keep up with you.

Let’s see…I’ve got some soft dog food. I don’t know if you’re old enough to eat the other stuff yet.

*Entering the house Strider pup sniffs looking around, there was something familiar about the scents in here.* …
* Regardless he dropped the shirt and started to sniff around the floor, exploring the new space.*