Woof!

Independant roleplaying blog for Dogmeat from the Fallout Franchies! 

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//: DOGGO IS HERE 

//: WANT A DOGGO IN YOUR INBOX? hERE IT IS 

[vhsmeme]

* headcanon free-for-all

♥ is there an article of clothing that means the most to your muse?

❀ what does your muse’s daily routine look like?

◎ does your muse plan for the long-term or short-term?

◆ what is one secret your muse has?   

 ϟ who means the most to your muse? why?

☛ what is your muse’s biggest regret?

❥ is your muse cool?

✯ which three traits define your muse?

♕ would your muse hug a monster?

❣ is your muse a fighter or a lover?

✎ what does life mean to your muse?

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//:  I think I put it somewhere here? 

//: But this Dogmeat is a Synth. I really like the idea and that there’s hints dropped here and there for it to be possible. 

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fifty vine starter sentences for when it’s 3am

‘ NOT ON MY WATCH. ’ ‘ you thought it was over? … ha. ’ ‘ pepsi bottle? coca cola glass? i don’t give a damn. ’ ‘ aa … aaa …. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. ’ ‘ so you just gon’ bring me a birthday gift on my birthday to my birthday party on my birthday with a birthday gift? ’ ‘ why are you running? why are you running? ’ ‘ just because my parents won’t let me get makeup, or piercings, doesn’t make me a fucking preppy. fuck preppies. ’ ‘ god first. skating second. hit me up on christian mingle. ’ ‘ welcome back to me screaming … AAAAAAAAAAA- ’ ‘ oh my gosh, is that corbin bleu from jump in? ’ ‘ it’s me, jessie, and ari, if he … if they test me they sorry. ’ ‘ okay guys … i’m about to say a curse word, you ready? … shut up! ’ ‘ on all levels except physical, i am a wolf. ’ ‘ i thought you were bae! … turns out you’re just fam… ’ ‘ i mean … you’re so tall, you must have a problem. ’ ‘ i sneezed, oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze? ’ ‘ sorry i’m on the toilet, hope the ice cream don’t melt! ’ ‘ oh my fuckin’ god, she fuckin’ dead. ’ ‘ I’M A BAD BITCH YOU CAN’T KILL ME! ’ ‘ we all die, you either kill yourself or get killed. ’ ‘ hey, my name is ____, i got a basketball game tomorrowwww, i’m a point guard. ’ ‘ i’m washing me and my clothes, bitch! i’m washing me and my clothes.. ’ ‘ MY DICK FELL OFF! ’ ‘ THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU. ’ ‘ so no head? ’ ‘ yogurt is just fruit sperm! and i’m not gay. ’ ‘ hi, welcome to chili’s. ’ ‘ that’s what good pussy sounds like. ’ ‘ stop saying i look like chicken little. he’s dumb, and he’s a coward. and i am NOT  a coward! ’ ‘ if your name is ____ and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand! ’ ‘ bitch! why you mad? ‘cause my pussy pops severely, and yours don’t?! ’ ‘ merry crisis. ’ ‘ i love you bitch. i ain’t gonna ever stop loving you …. bitch. ’ ‘ what up? i’m ____, i’m nineteen, and i never fuckin’ learned how to read. ’ ‘ this bitch empty! YEET! ’ ‘ and they were roommates ! ’ ‘ is that a weed?! i’m calling the police! ’ ‘ today my brother pushed me so i am starting a kickstarter to put him down. the benefits of killing him would be: i would get pushed way less. ’ ‘ it is wednesday my dudes …. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- ’ ‘ i won’t hesitate, bitch! ’ ‘ welcome to bible study, we’re all children of JESUS! ’ ‘ i spilled lipstick in your valentino bag. ’ ‘ you are my dad, you’re my dad! boogie woogie woogie. ’ ‘ i got two free tacos! ’ ‘ road work ahead? uh, yeah, i sure hope it does! ’ ‘ turn off the flash, you fucking moron. ’ ‘ get that education bro! GET THAT EDUCATION BRO! ’ ‘ yes, she is a bitch. b i c t … h. ’ ‘ ohhh shit, what is that? who you fightin’? ’ ‘ don’t fuck with me! i have the power of god and anime on my side! ’

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“ Boof ! “

She sprang forward playfully, sniffing at her new friend to try and identify where he came from. There was the distinct smell of the Commonwealth about him, and it garnered a tilt of her head, blinking a few times in confusion before whining out a question; who was he? How did he get to the island? 

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Dogmeat barks back, tail wagging behind him picking up speed at hearing the bark. So they are dog! He tries to stay still to allow her to sniff but he couldn’t for long from being so excited to see another dog all the way out here.

Taking a few steps then sniffing. She smells like the place so she either must be from here or spent a lot of time here. 

Dogmeat barks some more ending it with a woof. He got here like everyone else, by one of those big things that move across the water! 

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Really, large ones were all Nick was concerned about. Though since he didnt see any parts in the dogs fur, where he could have taken a good hit, he relaxed a bit. He really did worry to much about this dog.

This dog doesn’t quite help out in easing the worry knowing that he’s also running around jumping into situations because well, he’s a dog. It looked like fun to join in or someone caught his attention that wasn’t pointing a gun at him. 

Dogmeat moves around a little, soon able to give a few licks back at Nick’s more skinned hand. 

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    the wasteland’s hell, but it’s always been that way. a dumpster fire caused by a generation that was either dead or ghouls. either way, they suffered for their crimes. everyone did. in the distance she spots it, either a feral dog or perhaps a friendly one though the chances of that are inherently rare. either way she’s got a plasma pistol ready as the beast approaches and, oh!! oh, it’s not attacking her.   ❛  h  -  hey  there  pup,  want  some  water?  ❜  //  @howlingatoms: sc.

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 Would you believe that this doggo has been chasing his tail for a good couple minutes thinking that he had something stuck on it? Because that’s what he did. The Wastelands are Hell to be sure but to this canine it’s a giant land where his paws can tread and wonder who he might encounter next! 

“ Bark! “ 

He sits down at the sight of the plasma pistol raised and ready. Those were painful, always left a sting instead of the guns where it at lest could see what the cause was. Head cocking towards the side at hearing water. Tongue hanging out of his mouth with another bark. 

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(of the people! ) Dogmeat is outside the Third Rail barking and clawing at the door. He heard pretty singing in there and he'd like to go in and see who it is! A soft whine leaves the canine, leaning against the door with his front paws.

He was headed to the Third Rail anyway. One of his favorite hangouts- booze strong enough to get you shitfaced and a bartender mean enough to know all the good gossip. Not to mention the town sweetheart, Magnolia. He was absolutely ready to get drunk off his ass.

…That is, until the dog caught his eye. He kneeled, scratching behind Dogmeat’s ears.

“Hey, boy. What’cha doin’ around here?”

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“So y’do wanna go inside. Aight. But you owe me one, pup.”

He opened it the rest of the way, magnolia’s singing now loud and clear. The guards inside seemed confused by the scene, but didn’t dare question their mayor.

“After you.”

Dogmeat barks one more time agreeing that he owes him one. He doesn’t know how he’s going to do that but he will! The man is helping him get in to find whose singing so he’d be more then happy to repay! 

It’s best not to question why there was a dog that looked healthy be all the way out here in the first place. Instead the dog walks in, head turning from one side to the other seeing what this place inside looks like. Sometimes pausing to sniff smelling smoke from the chems and just people smoking.

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(of the people! ) Dogmeat is outside the Third Rail barking and clawing at the door. He heard pretty singing in there and he'd like to go in and see who it is! A soft whine leaves the canine, leaning against the door with his front paws.

He was headed to the Third Rail anyway. One of his favorite hangouts- booze strong enough to get you shitfaced and a bartender mean enough to know all the good gossip. Not to mention the town sweetheart, Magnolia. He was absolutely ready to get drunk off his ass.

…That is, until the dog caught his eye. He kneeled, scratching behind Dogmeat’s ears.

“Hey, boy. What’cha doin’ around here?”

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“Really, boy?”

He didn’t speak dog, of course, but talking to the pooch was still nice. He lightly patted Dogmeat’s side, standing up and nudging the door open. Charlie’d have his head for letting a dog in, but it was worth it.

“You’re such a good fuckin’ dog.”

“ Bark bark! “ 

Does he understand him? Probably not. But hey, still is nice to make it sound like he knows what the canine is saying! Standing back up once the pets have stopped only to have his tail resume wagging behind him at the sight of the door opening. 

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(of the people! ) Dogmeat is outside the Third Rail barking and clawing at the door. He heard pretty singing in there and he'd like to go in and see who it is! A soft whine leaves the canine, leaning against the door with his front paws.

He was headed to the Third Rail anyway. One of his favorite hangouts- booze strong enough to get you shitfaced and a bartender mean enough to know all the good gossip. Not to mention the town sweetheart, Magnolia. He was absolutely ready to get drunk off his ass.

…That is, until the dog caught his eye. He kneeled, scratching behind Dogmeat’s ears.

“Hey, boy. What’cha doin’ around here?”

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Dogmeat pauses in his whines feeling someone scratch behind his ears. Slipping onto the ground to get off the door to turn to see who it is. He doesn’t response for a few seconds, enjoying the scratches before putting his paw back up to scratch at the door. 

“ Bark bark “ 

If the guy giving good scratches has thumbs Dogmeat would like to go inside to see whose singing.

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A sneeze or two was no high price to pay for rad-immunity. For the most part.

By now however, Nick had forgotten his worries in regards to the pups habits. He was just having a good time, petting the pup. Simultaneously making sure he hadn’t come up with any new cuts or marks from traveling.

Mostly it was bothersome. You know how many times he sneezed from being near it? A lot! His poor nose couldn’t get a break for a good couple minutes.

With how thick Dogmeat’s fur is that might take a while. He has some cuts and scrapes but nothing that would hinder the dog from wandering around. Tail wagging behind him from the continuous petting.

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Dogmeat sits staring back at the Fog with squinted eyes. He's sure he's seen another dog in the Fog but he didn't want to go into it after hearing weird chirping noises and growls that weren't canine related. " Rrr...."

“… Rrrooo?”

Willow would come creeping out at the sight of another canine, tail slowly beginning to wag. Another dog! What a welcome sight. She came a little closer, standing alert but giving a bark of greeting.

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“ ! “ 

There is a dog here! The still dog quickly starts to wag behind him kicking up some the fog near him at the sight of the other canine. He was almost afraid that there weren’t any dogs around here! 

“ Bark bark!~ “

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Nick knew this well- yet he couldn’t help irritation when the dog did it.

“At least you don’t seem bothered by the rads. One less thing to worry about.”

“ Ruff !” 

The rads didn’t bother him much. It always felt funny but it didn’t seem to bother the dog enough to get him sick. May or may not make him sneeze from the chemicals though.

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“From you? That’s a strong maybe.” Nick was taking wild guesses into the dark of what those barks could be. So far he was doing well.

A smile came from the dogs actions, gently scratching behind the dogs ears. Sometimes, he wished the dog didn’t wander as much. He really did have a soft spot for him.

Pretty accurate actually! Good guesses! A good majority of maybes from this hound.

The wagging of his tail slows down a little from the gentle head scratches as his ears flicker. He couldn’t help it, the wastes is so big and it was just the right size for this pup to wonder through! 

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“Alright, just about done.” He set the now grimy and wet towel down, and pet the cleaner dog.

“Will you put an effort into keeping clean a little longer this time?” Nick knew the inevitable outcome. The dog would be disgusting within the hour. Yet asking was worth a shot.

Dogmeat waits patiently, sitting on the ground as his tail continues to wag behind him. Blinking up to Nick before looking back to the now grimy towel tossed aside. He bumps into Nick’s hand in thanks along with a bark. 

“ Ruff ! “

No idea! All depends if there’s no giant puddles around him or no big bodies of water! But, for now he shall be clean! For that he licks Nick’s more covered hand.

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As slightly annoyed as Nick was with the good dog for this constant drying, he couldn’t be angry at that. His expression softened and he smiled, a sigh leaving him.

“So what if you do. You’re a damn good dog.”

“  Bark bark! “ 

Yes, yes he is. A good dog but still a canine who is clever! But at lest not to the point he’s planning a whole plot out that’s more then two steps.