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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, drug usage or extremely offensive material starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

ooc talk; James made this sexy table <3; this would be outside of Daisuke's den, btw.

Daisuke had been doing what he always did in the mornings, playing his guitar and smoking his pipe, becoming quite the little hippie there. He still drank though, and still did things that were anarchist like, including going on bordered lands (the reason his tail and foot were messed up a month or so ago) and he still swam in the ocean when he could, and did all of his little entertaining little things he did. Well, except for have sex. He hadn't been sleeping around since he had slept with Alaine. He'd been spending more and more time alone for some reason as of recently, for what reason he did not know, but maybe it was just his subconscious taking it's time before he would have to be forced to make the decision of being a loner and a bad father, or joining the pack of Cour Des Miracles to be a father to his pups, and be a protector like his father had always tried to teach him and also the lessons that Pachi-Pachi made sure to pass onto her brother so that he had some training. Pachi-Pachi had owed it to their father to teach the boy some fighting, and to mold the kid into one who saw fight as play, and nothing more. Pachi had done herself a pretty good job for Daisuke understood danger only when he was trapped in a corner, and then he would snap back. He thought it was always a game, even when it was obvious that one was trying to kill him. What a weird kid.

"La-La-La-dee-daa-dee-daa-da-da, We're gonna fly in space, where the stars like to plaayy." the man sung lightly as he strummed his guitar, a smile held on his face as he had played the guitar. Within a pause, he would hit the bowl, and give a shotgun to Schwarz, the feline whom was sitting pretty close by to him, and listening to the music and smoking pot with his companion. Schwarz and Daisuke were sort of best friends now that they could understand each other(Daisuke could understand Schwarz when he spoke, though when Daisuke spoke high speech, Schwarz was not able to understand.) at least a little bit more than they used to. Daisuke would then start to play his guitar again, humming along to try and find the right words to fit what he had been singing before. Daisuke always did find it harder to find the words to the songs rather than the sound. "And we'll land on the moon, no, it won't be our doooom." he sang on, giggling lightly at the end of his words, finding himself to be silly because he said what he did. "where we'll see the souls of a distant past, and we'll find peace at last. Our souls will mingle, frolic, and laugh, parties will last eternities, yeah, they'll last eons, and adventures will be grand, through the space, high above where the gods play. Where the dragons fly, where our fathers lie..."







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Maybe Daisuke can feel bad for her and begin to care for her? She doesn’t have thumbs, so she can’t wrap her own wounds.. And then maybe they can grow feelings? Plus the drugs of course too Tongue Just throwing ideas out there.

The two toned female shivered as blood dripped from her wounds. There was a large gash in her chest, a couple claw marks on her muzzle, and a few scarce bloody claw marks in her legs, and a few on her throat. Most of them were covered with dried blood now, but the more serious ones were still bleeding. Axelle walked slowly, and carefully, and most of all attentively. She didn’t need to run into anymore lunatics today or any time soon for that matter. She continued walking. She knew she had to be by some kind of denning area, but she wasn’t sure how close she was.

While she walked she was in a fog thinking about all the shit that she went through over the past few days. The events went from bad to worse then from worse to worse. She wanted to just dig a hole, crawl in it, and lay there for the rest of eternity, but she knew she had to keep going and not to dwell on this. She was a strong female, and knew she would pull through sometime in the future. The sound of flowing water interrupted her deep thinking. She looked around herself and saw that there was a small creek nearby. She wanted so much to wash all the dried blood off her pretty half white coat. She padded over to the creek and climbed in. She swished around in the water since she couldn’t really use anything else to scrub the crust off. She submerged her whole body under the water, and flailed around under the surface a bit before emerging again and climbing onto the bank. She shook hard shaking all the excess water and blood out of her fur. Every other wound except the one on her chest had stopped bleeding. This one continued to drip blood every now and again.

She limped along the path she had originally taken before finding the creek. Her fur was damp and still dirty, but she felt almost clean. She got that brute’s scent off of her, and she almost forgot his rough touch. She would forget if she didn’t think about it. She inhaled deeply, and her eyes opened wider when she got a hint of something herby and familiar. Weed. She sniffed the air more vigorously as she followed the scent of the weed. Her nose carried her across some grassy grounds until she spotted a blonde colored brute. He didn’t seem to be vicious, and right now she didn’t care. All she wanted was a hit of the drug to calm her down. She approached the brute’s den cautiously and silent. She hadn’t said anything, and was standing little ways away in clear view if he were to look up.





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ooc: meh i suck i know T.T, and that sounds fine to me.

Daisuke was stuck in his own little world for some time, strumming on his guitar, his fingers working against each string as he made p a melody and went along with it as easily as he could. As he went along, his eyes closed and his head bowed, ears pointed towards his guitar. Schwarz would trot his larger body towards his friend, almost master really, the feline grew bigger and bigger every month, and now that he was a year, he was almost full grown. The feline already came up to a little bit past Daisuke's knee. It was obvious now that the little kitten had been mottled of blood and had some feral feline blood within him that made him larger than the human-bred domesticated felines. The feline's large paws would brush silently on the rocky ground in front of Daisuke's den as the tuxedoed feline moved to lay down in the sun next to his friend-master. The feline's fue tipped ears would twitch at the sound of the guitar as Daisuke played it fluently, only taking the marijuana cigarette out of his mouth every so often for a good air of breath. When he had stopped to take a good breath of fresh air, the stench of blood was quick to enter his sensitive luperci nose. It made his nose wrinkle for a moment, and Schwarz himself had started to growl lightly what the smell. "~who's that, Daisuke?~" growled the feline, wondering who could be bleeding enough for them to smell it so distinctly on the air like that.

Their question of who it was would be answered before Daisuke would be able to answer back to the feline, a black and white femme moving out to where she was visible by the golden wolven. Daisuke let a small smile rest on his face, it being as kind as possible. "M'lady, you look hurt, do you need help?" Daisuke asked the woman, tossing his head towards the woman as he held his eyes on the woman and her unique appearance. She had a split face, half black and half white, and then she had mismatched silver and magenta eyes. She was overall very interesting looking, and Daisuke couldn't help but keep his eyes on her. "My name's Daisuke, and this is Schwarz, by the way. Who are you, m'lady?" the punk spoke before he took another drag off of his joint and pointing at Schwarz when need be and whatnot. Daisuke held his ocean blue eyes on the woman though, wondering who she was and what the hell happened to her.



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