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k ([personal profile] ex_cherrybomb869) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-12-15 12:31 pm

Trapped in a Room Full of Puppies Meme


TRAPPED IN A ROOM FULL OF PUPPIES
This is pretty self-explanatory. Somehow, you and somebody else are trapped in a room full of puppies. There is no door. There are no windows. Just you, another person and about twenty or so rambunctious puppies.  You can do pretty much anything you want in the room, but remember that there are twenty or so rambunctious puppies who love licking you and jumping on you and treating you as a personal chew toy.  So yeah.  I'd recommend keeping your clothes on.

Bonus points will be given to people who specify what breed of puppy is in the room.  Super bonus points will be given to people who link to pictures of said breed of puppy.  Because c'mon you guys.  Puppies.
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor smiling (happy Victor)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I don't know -- Father found him one day and brought him home. He was probably your average mutt. We grew up together. Best friend a boy could have.
axemeaquestion: (× kill all sonsa bitches)

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Aw. That's sweet. I had a dog when I got a little older. [She ran her fingers through the puppy's fur, grinning as it wriggled around.]
forgotten_vows: picture of Victor looking at a blue butterfly in a bell jar (butterflies)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
(Victor grins.) I thought you might have. What was his -- or her -- name?
axemeaquestion: (× mama said not to play with fire)

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Her name was Max. [Rochelle laughed and rolled her eyes.] I have three little brothers. We were kids when we got her, and they wanted to call her Max. It wound up sticking.
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor smiling (happy Victor)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
(Victor chuckles.) I see. I'm an only child myself. Scraps got his name from his love of table scraps. Mother scolded me for feeding him leftovers, but -- well, it was hard to l-listen when I saw Father doing the same!

(He leans down to pat a puppy sniffing at his shoes.)
axemeaquestion: (× axe me a question.)

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
I think I know the feeling, Victor.

[She chuckles and watches him, then kneels down. She puts down the little one she was holding, but at least three other puppies run for her and start sniffing, licking, or jumping on her.]

Aaaaaah! Ha ha ha!
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor smiling (happy Victor)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
(He laughs as the puppies swarm her.) Rambunctious, aren't they? Bayard's much the same. . . He's my current dog. Same breed as these.

(He sits down next to her, attracting some curious puppy attention himself. Giggling, he scratches the ears of the nearest one. So cute!)
axemeaquestion: (× axe me a question.)

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Rochelle just keeps laughing at playing with them, petting them or letting them nip her finger.]

Aw!
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<small>[Rochelle just keeps laughing at playing with them, petting them or letting them nip her finger.]</small>

Aw! <small.[She tried to talk, but she's giggling in between.]</small> I-Is he a puppy?
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor looking back and forth (back and forth)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Well, he used to be. He's been getting rather a bit bigger lately. . .

(It's slightly unnerving for Victor, since his experience is all with small dogs. He loves Bayard, but sometimes he worries that, once the dog's full-sized, Bayard will be able to snap him in half by jumping on him.)
axemeaquestion: (× nobody better make a crack)

OH GOD I JUST NOTICED THE HTML ERROR VOMIT

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's what dogs do. [One husky settled into her lap. She scratches under his chin.] And you guys are gonna be big boys and girls, aren'tcha?
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor fiddling with his tie looking shy (erm. . .)

It's all right! Happens to everybody

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, true, but -- well, Scraps was a little d-dog, even when full grown. (He gestures with his hand to demonstrate.) Having a big dog is -- well, a bit different.
axemeaquestion: (× guess you are the last man on earth)

That's true! At least it wasn't a different account.

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
You never had a big dog?
forgotten_vows: picture of Victor looking at a blue butterfly in a bell jar (I keep them in a jar)

I actually just had THAT happen to me on tumblr ^^;

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
(Victor shakes his head, before laughing as a puppy licks his cheek.) No, I've -- I've only had the two. Scraps, and now Bayard.
axemeaquestion: (× AYYYYYY)

OH man, that's always fun

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
You get used to it. Sometimes it's like having an extra kid. Or brother, in my case.
forgotten_vows: picture of Victor looking a bit depressed (Default)

Indeed >.<

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I'm used to dealing with children. . . I currently live at an orphanage, you see.
axemeaquestion: (× guess you are the last man on earth)

[personal profile] axemeaquestion 2012-12-16 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
Oh?

[As in, curious about what the story is behind that. She strokes the pup in her lap.]
forgotten_vows: animated gif of Victor fiddling with his tie looking shy (I have no idea what to say)

[personal profile] forgotten_vows 2012-12-16 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
(Victor fidgets, playing with his tie. Oh dear, how does he begin to explain. . .)

I was s-sent there by my parents. . .the man who u-used to run it was a -- t-therapist, and my parents believed me -- ill. He was supposed to m-make me well, but he -- h-had a different goal in mind. . .

(He stares at the floor, barely noticing as a couple of puppies nudge him with their noses.)