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Oct. 28th, 2012 08:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
creepydollchild[This whole place has been freaking out Lymle, big style. She's just been running from a bunch of dogs, and she's just tripped over her own feet, the comm starting to record when it falls out of her dress pocket (as it flips, you'll see the carousel in the background before it settles, pointing up at Lymle and Cerebus), sending out the biggest spike of fear that she's felt since when she accidentally opened the portal to the other dimension when she was six. And now, Cereberus is reacting to the constant state of fear and that big spike in it by leaping out of his dimension to come save her from whatever it is that's scaring her. But there's a problem.
The Otherworld rather likes this hell-dimension dog. In that it's very similar to it's dog. So when Cereberus comes through, it's immediately clear something is wrong if you've seen her dog before. The flames are a little less bright and the ribbons are dirty and tattered on the ends - which they never were before. And his teeth. Less of the huge razor-sharp fangs that he has in his mouth and more of a silent hill-esque set of human teethwhich look very freaky in the dogs' mouths. He's also got patches of fur missing.
Lym, naturally, notices the change in her best friend immediately. She struggles to her feet, not bothering to dust off her dress.] Doggy, what's wrong, 'kay? [And she sounds concerned as well as scared. But she's not scared of Cerberusyet, so she takes a step forward.
And freezes when it growls at her. And to anybody she's shown off her party trick to (where she sticks her head in the dog's mouth), they'd know it would never do something like that to her.] That's a bad doggy, 'kay? You're not a bad doggy, you're a good doggy, 'kay? So why are you growling, 'kay? what's wrong, 'kay? [again she tries to step forward, and again it growls. It hunkers down, looking torn between attacking her because this place is effecting it, and running away because it's not yet gone enough to want to attack her yet. Lymle stops trying to go towards it, looking at her dog with a mixture of worry and fear. The feed flickers and gives a small burst of static as it switches off.]
The Otherworld rather likes this hell-dimension dog. In that it's very similar to it's dog. So when Cereberus comes through, it's immediately clear something is wrong if you've seen her dog before. The flames are a little less bright and the ribbons are dirty and tattered on the ends - which they never were before. And his teeth. Less of the huge razor-sharp fangs that he has in his mouth and more of a silent hill-esque set of human teeth
Lym, naturally, notices the change in her best friend immediately. She struggles to her feet, not bothering to dust off her dress.] Doggy, what's wrong, 'kay? [And she sounds concerned as well as scared. But she's not scared of Cerberus
And freezes when it growls at her. And to anybody she's shown off her party trick to (where she sticks her head in the dog's mouth), they'd know it would never do something like that to her.] That's a bad doggy, 'kay? You're not a bad doggy, you're a good doggy, 'kay? So why are you growling, 'kay? what's wrong, 'kay? [again she tries to step forward, and again it growls. It hunkers down, looking torn between attacking her because this place is effecting it, and running away because it's not yet gone enough to want to attack her yet. Lymle stops trying to go towards it, looking at her dog with a mixture of worry and fear. The feed flickers and gives a small burst of static as it switches off.]
