07-01-2018, 03:23 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Being a canine was weird. Church was, of course, used to being a human, with hands and feet. But that had changed ever since he arrived here, his fingers replaced with the digits on his paws, which were not as operational at all. Sometimes he'd catch himself trying to do things out of habit, and when he failed to do it because of his lack of hands, he got depressed. It was only a reminder that things had changed drastically in the past few days. Hell, he'd go back to that damn canyon if it meant having movable thumbs again, even if it was boring and ugly.
There were already a lot of stuff he didn't liked about being an animal, like when he would get hot and he'd automatically start panting, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. Of course he'd stop himself when he realized, but it only made the heat worse--and that was only one of many things. In short, he hated being like this, in this body. But he hated a lot of things, so it wasn't anything new.
"Stupid fucking dog body, screwing everything up," he grumbles under his breath as he walks through the territory, not really sure where he was going. He was just frustrated and wanted to get away from everything for a bit. But something caught his eye, a flash of color in the corner of his eye. Whipping his head around, he pads around in a circle, following his tail. For whatever reason, it's mesmerizing to him, and he has the sudden urge to catch it in his mouth.
Before long, he's chasing it around, spinning in a rapid circle out in the fields surrounding the Observatory. He was aware of what he was doing, and wanted to stop before anyone saw, but he wanted to catch his annoying-ass tail first.
/i didnt know what to do so have this weird thing
"SPEECH"
There were already a lot of stuff he didn't liked about being an animal, like when he would get hot and he'd automatically start panting, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. Of course he'd stop himself when he realized, but it only made the heat worse--and that was only one of many things. In short, he hated being like this, in this body. But he hated a lot of things, so it wasn't anything new.
"Stupid fucking dog body, screwing everything up," he grumbles under his breath as he walks through the territory, not really sure where he was going. He was just frustrated and wanted to get away from everything for a bit. But something caught his eye, a flash of color in the corner of his eye. Whipping his head around, he pads around in a circle, following his tail. For whatever reason, it's mesmerizing to him, and he has the sudden urge to catch it in his mouth.
Before long, he's chasing it around, spinning in a rapid circle out in the fields surrounding the Observatory. He was aware of what he was doing, and wanted to stop before anyone saw, but he wanted to catch his annoying-ass tail first.
/i didnt know what to do so have this weird thing
"SPEECH"