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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/15/2016 9:03:24 PM
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[i]erm mrewr[/i] [spoiler] Don't understand [/spoiler]
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Edited by Skatch142: 5/15/2016 9:13:16 PM*Miurf rarif brarf meow merf. Miurf mew rarf?* [spoiler]Miurf say is Miurf. Miurf say Miurf from underworld when ask what Miurf is. Miurf underworld? (Miurf = Mion. Sketch is unable to pronounce it when he is like this.)[/spoiler]
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[i]Mion er Uchun. Mion Mion, erf.[/i] [spoiler]Mion is from Underworld. I am Mion, nothing else[/spoiler]
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"Miurf rarif mewerf rarf?" [spoiler]Muirf no species? No other Miurf?[/spoiler]
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*Mion shakes his head*
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"brurf arfmer meow Miurf?" [spoiler]How Miurf know me?[/spoiler]
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*Mion motions to Mortar, looking bored* Yea? [i] Nothing [/i]
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*He looks a little bored too.* "Rurf arf rif." [spoiler]Want chase.[/spoiler]
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[i]Brr Mortar[/i] [spoiler]Chase Mortar[/spoiler]
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*He leaps at Mortar.*
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*Mortar dissolves into the ground then reforms behind Sketch* What did you tell him Mion [i]Oh, nothing [/i]
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*He turns around and lunges at you again.* "Rarf!" [spoiler]Chase![/spoiler]
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Nooo *Mortar rolls to the side, then slaps your muzzle with the newspaper again*
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*He bites the newspaper, sits down and starts tearing it apart.*
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*Mortar grabs the other end of the paper and ensues a tug-of-war*
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*He growls and starts shaking it.*
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*I growl back and shake it so salvia comes off of your jowels.
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*He starts backing up, he digs his claws into the ground as he does so.*
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*Mortar pulls the paper so hard you lose your grip on it, and I hold it just beyond your reach* I've always wanted a dog. *You hear Mion puking up a hairball on that remark*
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*As he loses his grip he falls onto his back and gets back up and barks angrily.*
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You want the paper??? *Mortar dangles it over your head*
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"Rurarff." *He jumps at the newspaper.*
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*I pull it away at the last second*
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*He jumps at it again seeming a little annoyed.*
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*I pull it away again* Alright, I'll throw you a bone *I take out a jar of Peanut butter and stick the paper in it. I take the paper out, and throw it*
