Paradise City RP(Cowboy/Kyuubi/Ray)

[Bee]

TAKE ME DOWN TO THE PARADISE CITY, WHERE THE GRASS IS GREEN AND THE GIRLS ARE PRETTY, OH WON'T YOU PLEASE TAKE ME HOME, YEAH YEAH!!!

- Guns-n-Roses


Okay, this RP is explicitly reserved for me, Brandon(Cowboy From Hell), Frank(Kyuubi No Kitsune), and Raymond(Ray The Backlasher). All others will be violently sodomized.

Okay, the time is now, place, for some reason, is Houston, Texas. My old stomping grounds.

Due to a totally voluntary procedure, we're now our fursonas. Lets say the doctor practices in Houston, or something.

So, basically, we meet up, and do all sorts of fun shit. Kinda like what we do on the Yahoo Messenger, but more realistic. No powers, no 'porting. We're just furries in the real world.


Char Sheets:

Name:

Age:

Species:

Description/Picture:

Background:

Other:


Currently, y'all can crash out at my place(like in the YMRP) but, instead of a pimpin' palace, it's a double-wide trailer house in BF nowhere.


Name: Brandon

Age: 18

Species: Timber Wolf

Desc./Pic:

http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u1/ra...lf_001.jpg

Clothing:

Shirt: http://www.motorbrandsusa.com/v/vspfiles...008-2T.jpg

Jeans: http://hypebeast.com/image/2006/06/Levis-X-Atmos-2.jpg

Boots: http://www.bootbarn.com/details/product_...135-Li.jpg

Hat: http://www.hatcountry.com/images/2009-Black-Gold.jpg

Belt: black leather, with: http://lib.store.yahoo.net/lib/goldmount...uckles.jpg

Background: current resident, resident redneck. Y'all know the rest.

Other: armed with an M-14 Assault Rifle,

http://www.black-wolf.ru/review/weapon/r..._pic19.jpg

-And drives a beat-up old pickup truck:

http://www.daves-classic-cars.com/fullpi...k_sale.jpg


Okay, post y'alls stuff!

[Ferro Cordis]

Name: Frank A. Mazzola

Age: 16

Species: Arctic Fox

Description/Picture: http://xesta.deviantart.com/art/I-m-Too-Sexy-56043574

Light blue jeans: http://www.niceworktextile.com/images/Li...-jeans.jpg

a tight fitting black "famous" shirt: http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/a1/...AKFp6Q.jpg

black DC's: http://www.sportsauthority.com/largeImag...4543dt.jpg

Belt: http://www.natterjacks.com/shop/shopimag...d-belt.jpg

Usually around his neck would be bar/ball chain with a turtle sell green color pick and with Limited addition Metallic skull candy head phones: http://www.skullcandy.com/shop/bmz_cache...20x320.jpg

And if the situation calls a Fedora: http://shop.starwars.com/kernel/imageloa...1=414276_f

Background: Just a boy and his guitar... and a knife... Dose it get any more American?

Other: Equipped with a survival knife and his trusty Epiphone Les Paul Ebony color. (Always strapped down-ward to his back when not playing.) http://www.stars-music.fr/images_magasin...rd-ebo.jpg

[Frisk E. Coyote]

No... powers!? Ugh, that so burns.

Char Sheets:

Name: Raymond G. R. M.

Age: 17

Species: Coyote

Description/Picture:

Usually wears denim pants with a belt and various shirts. Also, glasses.

Background: A "strange" teenager who has lived in three different countries. His fourth one is Houston, Texas, USA. He's a lot cheerier here, now that he's in the same continent as his online friends.

Other: He's a pacifist and a strange one at that. Shake him hard enough though, and these fall out.

[Bee]

"Well, Mr. Hayley, the procedure was a complete success." The Doctor beamed, as Brandon inspected his handiwork.

Instead of his tanned skin which made people often mistake him for hispanic, his entire body was covered in thick, grey fur. His face was lengthened into a muzzle, and his ears were now pointed, and situated higher up on his head.

"....why are my ears floppy?" he asked in his coarse voice, hindered somewhat by the new fangs.

"...they'll perk up in a few weeks, once bloodflow is established and the cartiledge hardens." The doctor explained.


Six months ago, Brandon took part in a highly experimental procedure to make him more wolf-like, and it had worked beyond his wildest dreams. Just above the thick leather belt on his low-hung jeans, a long, lupine tail hung down, wagging slightly, connected to the nerves in his lower back. They thought of everything. His fingernails and toenails were now thick, black claws, and the pads of his hands and feet were black, to match his canine nose. He was also slightly taller, an inadvertant by-product of the wolf genes that were now spliced with his human DNA. He saw better, smelled better, and could hear a pindrop at 100 yards.


"Thanks, Doc. You made my dream come true." He smiled, tail thumping noisily against the exam table.


It was true, he had wanted this for quite some time, not caring what anyone thought about it. They even managed to turn his manhood into wolfhood, complete with a knot. Most furries often dreamed of the day they became their fursonas, but he was finally living it.


After a few quick tests to make sure everything was in working order, he was handed a check for his participation in the scientific procedure, and he left the doctor's office.
He heard that his two best friends also made it into the program, and he had offered his house to them for as long as they wished. It would be something else to have three anthros living under the same roof.

He took a seat in the waiting room as he waited for the others, and noticed a little girl gawking at him. His laughed to himself, then bared his long canine fangs at her, causing her to recoil in terror into her mother. The woman shot him a dirty look, but he just sat there laughing. Maybe it was the realization of a dream, maybe it was having his two best friends with him going through it, or maybe it was the very powerful painkillers he was on to keep from screaming in agony at the unnatural procedure, but, he felt like having a good laugh.

[Ferro Cordis]

"Well that's not very nice Brandon." A arctic fox seemingly walked out of no where only noticeable thing on him was his pink paw pads and nose he was also paid a large sum for being part of the project. Frank walks over to the girl tail wagging but the mother just slapped him away. "Ahh! I was just trying to help." Covering up he moves away and sits next to Brandon and tilts his head at him. "Your ears are floppy..." Turning his guitar so he didn't didn't on it.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

[Airport]

Amongst the thrall of people leaving the airport, one individual stood out. Standing at a mere 5'10ft height, what made him stick out was the fact that he was an anthropomorphic, walking, talking coyote wearing a Hawaiian vacation shirt and baggy shorts, asking for directions. Raymond wasn't a "normal" individual, not even when he looked remotely human. He was part of the twelve "Beta testers" to try the surgical operation into an anthropomorph. For one thing, he wasn't even a furry. Another, he was enthusiastic about going under the knife, bewildering scientists, surgeons and gene technicians. Having moved from country to country, he finally made to where his online friends were. The US of A. He was lost already.

[Bee]

Brandon checked his phone, and looked over at Frank.

"Well, we better get headed over to Bush Intercontinental.... just hope those fuckers don't tow my truck thinking it's an abandoned vehicle." He grumbled, getting used to talking with abnormally large fangs.

He got up, and growled at the mother and daughter again, laughing to himself, as he walked out to the parking garage, and up to his beat up old Farm Truck. They could stand to wait, the Doctor's office wasn't three miles from the largest airport in Houston. But, a stint in ROTC taught him to "hurry up and wait".

[Ferro Cordis]

"Stop scaring people!" Kicks Brandon lightly at the back of his leg as they walked out he laughed playing with B's floppy ears to piss him off "Flop, Flop, Flop.... Flop!" Laughing again he adds "Are we going or are we waiting here?" ready to jump into the bed of the truck.

[Bee]

Brandon rolled his eyes, "the Doctor said my ears'll perk up. Have you never seen a puppy before?"

He climbed into the cab of his truck, and opened the back window so that they could talk, and started up the truck.

He pulled out into the street, and floored it, hoping Frank didn't hold on. Its what he got for making fun of his ears.

[Ferro Cordis]

Frank suddenly braced himself barely holding on his tail raised high into the air to improve his balance. "Holy shit! watch it ass munch! ... Of course I seen a puppy before .I love playing with there floppy ears!" Smiles like a dick sitting in the bed of the truck "Uh... Wait... Where are we going anyway?" Head tilted at Brandon through the window.