Post by Charlie on Oct 4, 2011 18:35:45 GMT -5
(Takes place January third, same time as One of Those Dog Days. I know we really don't need another Nome thread, but I just want to put Charlie somewhere. ^ ^")
Proud mutt strutted through town, looking around as he passed building by building. Charlie grinned to himself, the blue pocketwatch around his neck beating against his chest as he made his way through the snow. He wasn't quite sure how he got here, probably an error from the gate when he managed to escape heaven.
Not like he was complaining or anything, this place was pretty cool. Besides, Itchy would fine without him for a little bit. He stopped as he caught sight of a closed bottle sitting on a porch. Some human probably left it there. Insticntively, the mix took in between his jaws and walked off with it. What some called stealing, he called satisfying his ow. Personal needs.
He sat up on his hind legs, resting his back against the wall of a house. He cracked open the bottle and took a giant gulp. He swiped his tongue around his mouth. It had been forever since he had had cider. He closed his eyes happily and put his arms behind his head. Screw Heaven, life on earth was too much to give up.
(ooc: for those who haven't seen All Dogs go to Heaven, the characters have some human characteristics so that's why he seems so out of character for a dog. XD)
Proud mutt strutted through town, looking around as he passed building by building. Charlie grinned to himself, the blue pocketwatch around his neck beating against his chest as he made his way through the snow. He wasn't quite sure how he got here, probably an error from the gate when he managed to escape heaven.
Not like he was complaining or anything, this place was pretty cool. Besides, Itchy would fine without him for a little bit. He stopped as he caught sight of a closed bottle sitting on a porch. Some human probably left it there. Insticntively, the mix took in between his jaws and walked off with it. What some called stealing, he called satisfying his ow. Personal needs.
He sat up on his hind legs, resting his back against the wall of a house. He cracked open the bottle and took a giant gulp. He swiped his tongue around his mouth. It had been forever since he had had cider. He closed his eyes happily and put his arms behind his head. Screw Heaven, life on earth was too much to give up.
(ooc: for those who haven't seen All Dogs go to Heaven, the characters have some human characteristics so that's why he seems so out of character for a dog. XD)
