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Note To Anons

If you're too pussy to say shit to someone's face that you go to someone they RP with and hide behind a grey face? YOU are the fucking bitch. I know Hiro-mun personally, out of character, and she is sweet, kind, helpful, generous, smart, dedicated, loyal, and so many other amazingly positive things.

You however? Are a fucking COWARD. 

You better pray to God you don't fuck up and we don't somehow find out who you are? Because when we do? Well, you should know by now how Tumblr deals with shit stains who send hate like that.

Enjoy your karma, cunt.

#Honestly of all the things to pop on and see #anon hate #Be willing to bet this pissant is just jealous of Hiro

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P.S.A.

I've noticed that quite a bit, if not all of, people who roleplay DOGS: Bullets & Carnage are having our icons stolen. Typically it's for original characters who want to use them for a faceclaim, but sometimes people take them for their canon selves too.

THIS IS NOT OKAY.

So here are three links to free icon resources for Fuyumine Naoto. These are just a few, the ones in particular that I myself used.

http://lesbiankouen.tumblr.com/post/84772723980/manga-d-o-g-s-bullets-and-carnage

http://yumis-icons.tumblr.com/post/52159289832/naoto-fuyumine

http://yumis-icons.tumblr.com/post/55711718348/naoto-fuyumine-part-2

Yumi's blog has icons for Badou and Haine as well.

THERE, ok? Take icons from THOSE LINKS. NOT OUR BLOGS. 

Here's a Livejournal icon blog for DOGS too:

http://dogs-icons.livejournal.com/

The first three links alone will provide you easily with 150 icons of Naoto even if you are picky/don't save them all and don't want to sift through Livejournal.

If you want to make your own icons? That's great! Here's a couple sources for the DOGS manga.

You can download entire chapters/volumes here, and yes, making an account is free, no spam, all you need is an email:

http://www.mangatraders.com/manga/series/395

You can read the series page by page online here, no account required:

http://www.mangareader.net/dogs-bullets-carnage

Don't have Photoshop? No problem! Here's a nifty site that I tend to use myself. If you can use Paint, you can use this site too:

http://www.picmonkey.com/

#Real tired of this shit #Fuyumine Naoto #Naoto Fuyumine #Naoto Fuyumine Icon #Naoto Fuyumine Icons #Fuyumine Naoto Icon #Fuyumine Naoto Icons #Free Icons #Icon Resource #dogs: bullets & carnage #Faceclaim #Original Character #naoto fuyumine #fuyumine naoto #fuyumine naoto icon #fuyumine naoto icons #naoto fuyumine icon #naoto fuyumine icons #I can't think of anymore tags but it would be awesome if this post were to get spread around

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#Visage #Look at those cuties tho!

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hiroyukitomizawa replied to your post:To Do List!;

{ /whispers it’s Hiro but no judgment! }

I fixed it, after I died inside of course omg I'm so sorry hun. >W<

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To Do List!;

1. Starter to Hiro. <3

2. Starter to Heine/Streunden-Hund

3. Reply to Haine/White-Haired-Stray

#For Today And Tomorrow #To Be Deleted #Plz kill me lmao I typo'd Hiro's name I'm so sorry sweetheart ;w;

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DOGS: Bullets & Carnage → Fuyumine Naoto

#Visage

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#Visage

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            ( I no longer wonder if monsters do exist.                        I find myself wondering if I am one, instead. )

#Musings

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Slender fingertips placed on the petite angel's shoulder as her name was called out, the elder female bestowing a tender and protective embrace to the child, eyes closing for a moment, before pulling away.

"Haine and I are going to get you somewhere safe, ok Nill?" A brief pause, as the maiden bit on her lower lip. "Then we're going to go take care of something to make sure the whole city is safe. I promise we'll be back as soon as we can, so you just have a good time with Yora while we're gone." 

She didn't want the girl to worry. Knowing Nill, were she to be aware her friends, especially Haine, were in danger, she'd fret like a frightened butterfly. No one ever wanted to see her scared, least of all Naoto.

Dismissing the thought, a weary smile was formed, before lacing her hand with the younger's own and leading her to the stray dog, even giving Nill enough time to latch onto Haine and hug him tightly. For no one was sweeter and kinder hearted than the little one.

"Granny Liza will surely have everything to care for Nill while we're away." She commented softly. The old woman probably had ten new outfits for the child to dress up in, but hopefully wouldn't nag Naoto herself  to dress up too. It'd just come back with slashes and blood anyway...

"Do you have everything you need, Haine?" Just to check, eyes glancing at the small armory they were leaving behind, and even the supply of ammunition he was bringing along. It made her a bit glad that she used swords and knives rather than guns, despite the hassle of keeping them razor sharp.

Taking several paces away from the two, weapon concealed and strapped upon her back, she would turn, and offer a smile. Was there a chance they would die, or rather, her at least? Yes, of course. But this was perhaps the calm before the storm. She trusted Haine enough, by this point at least, to know that they would have each others backs anyway.

They were comrades, afterall.

The Aftermath;

  "Tch. Bossy as usual." Haine sighed, getting to his feet with her, "I agree. Go get Nill."

He strided past her and down the middle aisle, his boots thumping dully against the floor. His eyes glanced upwards at the altar before him as he walked, but he scoffed, disgusted.

If there is a God, he ain’t here.

Flinging the doors of the cabinet open, he snatched up ammo for both of his guns and started reloading them, pocketing handfuls more. He’d likely need as much as he could possibly carry and, he’d be damned if he’d let them have Nill. The thought made his teeth clench, his canines baring unconsciously in hatred. He’d do what he could to aid Naoto, but Nill… he’d die before letting them get their filthy hands on her.

He snapped the Luger shut, shoving it into the holster and pushing the cabinet shut again, leaning forward and resting his head against his arm. He could feel himself sweating already beneath his jacket, the material of his t-shirt clinging to his back uncomfortably. His hands were starting to stick to his gloves. He’d have to be fucking careful. No accidents. No fuck ups. No slips.

No letting go.

Growling, Haine pushed away from the wooden door, walking briskly to the back of the church to wait for the two of them to return.

#The Aftermath #Closed RP #WhiteHairedStray

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Lips pursing together, she found comfort in his words. Either because he had decided to give her direction when she was lost in the dark, or because it was somehow reassurance that he wouldn't abandon her as well, that he would remain a friend she could rely on. Hell, it was probably both. An absent minded smile forming on her features. In their small group no one ever mentioned it, least of all Naoto, but friends meant everything to her. She would die to protect them.

"I think our first priority should be to get Nill somewhere safe." A sudden sentence, but she declared it with the ferocity of a mother grizzly bear protecting her cubs. To her, Nill was a younger sister. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. She was family. As long as Nill was safe, Naoto could relax, even walk straight into likely death with that demon woman and still put up one hell of a fight.

"Provided we can think of a way to get her there unharmed, wouldn't the best place for her be with Granny Liza? At least over there Nill would be well hidden, and if we had to, we could act as decoys." Honestly, it didn't matter what path they took, they were pretty much rats in a cage, considering Angelika's current form. Swallow the whole city, huh...

Setting down her empty cup, the female abruptly stood up, eyes focused intently on the albino. She would not acknowledge her momentary lack of determination, but it was clear to all that she had regained it, and perhaps even more.

"I'll fetch Nill and help her gather her belongings. With the priest's defection, I'd say it leaves you as her primary guardian. So you're the one who should decide just how we help her out of this mess, so we can tackle the root of the problem. That woman."

The root of all their problems, since they were born even, had been that deranged "mother". And now that it came down to it? The blade maiden was just as focused as everyone else to put her down like a rabid dog. With no Angelika, Naoto was safe from being a vessel, Badou would have revenge for his brother, and Haine could finally move on from his past.

The Aftermath;

  … Had she just asked him what to do?

"Heh… that’s unlike you to say." he muttered back with a slight grin, though he was unsure himself. They were ridiculously cornered, almost hopelessly so. He had no idea what had become of any of the people he actually gave a shit about at this point, and even going out to look for them seemed too risky at this point. Nill certainly couldn’t be left alone, either; since the goddamned priest had run off on them, too. Haine gritted his teeth at the though, but let it pass.

What were your real goals, Bishop-sensei…?

The church was their only sanctuary at the moment, and though he saw the irony in the situation clearly, he was still at a loss for how the hell they would manage to slough through the crowd of faceless mutts pursuing and prowling outside.

"… I say we wait." he glanced over at her, speaking lowly, "You know as well as I do that going out there will accomplish a whole lot of nothing." Not only that, but something was clearly bothering her, and he knew by now that her fighting skill deteriorated immensely when she was feeling some kind of distress. The way her brow furrowed, the waver in her voice, the slight hunch in her posture… she liked to come off as an ice queen, but she was so obvious sometimes that it was painful, even more so that she thought no one could tell. His crimson gaze lingered on her, and though he felt some amount of pity for her, he made no move to act upon it.

In no way was this an act of surrender. He would tear that hag apart, make sure she was dead this time, and he was going to do it at the very first opportunity that arose. But right now… he wasn’t stupid enough to risk the lives of the few people he didn’t hate in exchange for what was probably a 50/50 chance at best.

Finally letting his gaze drop from her, to the untouched tea in his hands, he said nothing more. There was nothing else to say.

#WhiteHairedStray #The Aftermath #Closed RP

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The Aftermath;

Truth was, in the wake of every storm, there was devastation. Sometimes what was left behind was obliterated to a point that recovery wasn't an option. And unfortunately, that seemed to be the case with the resident strays. After all the progress they made, after all the struggles they'd gone through... There was nothing.

Badou had still not returned to the church. As for Ernest, no one was sure if he'd come back at all, or if he did, if he'd still be an ally. The only ones left were Naoto, Haine, and Nill. And while Nill had been busying herself sewing up the holes in their clothing, as well as tending to the wounds Naoto obtained after her fight with the former churchman, she had become such a talented seamstress and nurse, Naoto and Haine were left to themselves. To warm their bones with a hot cup of tea and process all that had happened.

Naoto herself was visibly shaken. Someone she thought of as a friend tried to kill her, someone she thought of, and still did, as an enemy tried to protect her, and perhaps worst of all, her past had been revealed to her. She wasn't some woman who had her family stolen from her. Something she had based her entire life, her way of thinking, around. She was just another test subject. Another experiment. Just another wolf in a sheep's disguise. Not human.

Her eyes lowering, even narrowing, as if begging to drown in the cup of tea that slender hands clutched at shakily. Since the two had returned, they hadn't said a word. Not to each other, not to Nill, nothing. It was never easy, and most of the time impossible, to understand what was going through Haine's mind, but for Naoto? It was perhaps the first time in her life she had been truly afraid, at a complete loss for hope.

What was she, really? Who was she? Did she have any say at all anymore in what would happen to her? Or would she be put out to pasture like a lame horse, merely because of a destiny that others had chosen for her.

She didn't want that. Regardless of if she didn't have an actual family afterall, she by no means intended to be a 'vessel' for anyone. Her body, her life, her choice what to do with it. She would be adamant about that.

Finally gaining the demeanor to speak, the maiden cleared her throat just once, daring to glance upward at the other. "Haine..." She started, voice almost cracking, and, commenting about the entire situation of that neurotic scientist trying to devour the whole city, Ernest's apparent betrayal, the fact all hell had and still was raining down on them... They couldn't even go out for food without a brainwashed soldier trying to tear them to shreds.

"Where do we go from here?"

#Closed RP #WhiteHairedStray #The Aftermath

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Quick Restart;

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#Holla at me really

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

Her earliest memory? She remembered it well. Blood, everywhere. Limbs and the dead bodies of her parents. And a single man standing in it all… Nothing in particular she ever felt like sharing, with anyone. So a simple reply was given.

"Fuyumine."

#Answered