K9-1337

(Former) Cpl K9 1337, human-dog hybrid. // Guest inspired oc ask blog

[k9-1337]

OOC // (Read through this whole thing please and ty)

[You wander a busy café looking for somewhere to sit.]

[Eventually, your eyes land on a table with one patron.]

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[He's large; broad shouldered. Holds military-like posture even if he's slouching a bit. Layers of jackets hide most of his frame despite the warmth of the café.]

[Before you know it, you've approached him.]

Hi there. You're, um, welcome to sit if you'd like. I know there aren't many open tables.

[You sit across from him. He silently goes back to eating his pastry.]

[You watch with rapt attention as his ears swivel occasionally, tracking conversations all throughout the room.]

[He bears an extremely strong resemblance to that Guest guy. The person the military regards as a hero-- someone so selfless that he ran straight for the enemy and detonated a grenade point blank. They never specified if he survived... But there's no way anyone would.]

[Somewhere behind the counter, a plate clatters-- distracting you from your thoughts. The man's head immediately snaps towards the sound, alert, before he relaxes... Only to have his gaze meet yours.]

...You're staring.

[You quickly apologize.]

No, no, it's alright!

Most people do.

[His gentle eyes hold no scrutinization for your gazing at his, well, non-conventional appearance. You haven't seen anyone that looks quite like him. A face that pulls forward to form the slightest muzzle, a nose that looks both human and doglike, and tufts of fur that fleck his cheeks.]

[After an awkward silence, you decide to introduce yourself, and gesture for him to do the same.]

Oh, I'm... K9. [He hesitates before continuing.]

...Retired military corporal.

[K9 pulls his dog tags out from beneath his many layers, letting them dangle from one claw and shine in the light overhead.]

Not much to talk about besides that, really. Not anymore.

[He huffs a quiet, not particularly amused laugh. The dog tags disappear back beneath his clothing.]

I mostly keep to myself nowadays. Well, me and Marci. My partner.

[An ear, the tip sort of floppy, perks slightly at the name.]

[You notice K9's attention drift elsewhere; but nowhere in particular. He seems like he's listening to the cafe.]

[His nose, leathery at the tip but blending back into skin, scrunches slightly. It twitches as he sniffs the air... Before he stops awkwardly.]

...Sorry... Lotta smells in here... and noise, too. [He huffs again.] It's alright though. I'm used to it.

[You ask if he's from around here.]

Ah, not really. Been a lot of places.

[He drags his fork across the soft, glazed top of his cinnamon roll.]

...Though nothing really feels like home anymore. And I don't remember most others.

[Before you can ask what he means, he quickly shifts away from the topic...]

Anyway... I guess introductions should go both ways. Who're you?

Tell me about yourself.

[What an odd man.]

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OOC // Guidelines and junk for this ask blog:

If you are younger than 17, DNI please!

K9 and I are both over the age of consent and legal adults, so therefore NSFW asks are allowed. I will not answer any graphic or extremely sexual asks, as well as excessively violent asks.

Don't. Ask about anyone from TLG. I haven't seen it. LMAO... I mean you CAN but I'll be coming up with lore on the spot based on literally nothing from the movie

K9 is canonly partnered with Marciano, my mafioso.

Well. I'd hardly say mafioso at this point. Marci is just a mafioso inspired character

K9 is inspired/following in the footsteps of Guest 1337, though he is part of me and @bagelblue 's... au? Of sorts called Unforsaken. You may ask about forsaken characters, but he knows a specific version of them.

I may take forever to get to asks but that's because I keep hesitating on my wording and going back and editing things 5 million times or I'm doing a drawing. Be patient I'll clear my inbox eventually LMAO

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TAGS:

``Roger that.`` - general answer tag, included on every post.

``Copy that.`` - reblog chain tag

``Reporting for duty.`` - in character

``On leave.`` - out of character

``Off duty.`` - pseudo/loosely in character (aka me acting like myself but using the voice of K9)

``Requesting backup.`` - another character featured in the response itself!

Brothers in Arms - interacting with another ask or roleplay blog!

K9 Zoomies - silly asks

Off Leash - deranged asks. Will probably be somewhat out of character with these ones. LMFAO.

Private Briefing - suggestive/NSFW asks. View at your own discretion. I will not be held responsible for any minors that decide to look anyway.

bedtime for puppy - bedtime posts :3

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MY WONDERFUL ANONS ❤️:

🎭 anon

persistent anon

swaprole anon

demonic anon

🚬 anon

freaky anon.

sweet anon

targeted assault anon

pwubby anon

:p anon

Not an anon but this fucking guy. @freak-for-the-boy

pc (period cramps) anon

pats anon

gambler anon

Bunny anon

centipede anon

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Friends (blogs K9 canonly knows!):

@b00m-b00m-b00m - Taph/Toska

[k9-1337]

[A small child - toddler-sized, maybe? - seems to just... appear? Out of nowhere? And waddles up to K9 - or at least the nearest table to him. A moment's pause, before-]

[... An unknown kind of jellyfish is just placed on the table. Clearly unharmed, clearly not stressed, but nonetheless undeniably bizarre. Before anything can truly be questioned, though, a clatter is heard as someone *else* comes running in.]

[A slightly familiar face.]

[A slightly familiar face that should not *be* here, but *is* here, and is very clearly not too pleased about the child running off on them. That being said, their annoyance dissipates upon seeing K9, and instead they grow sheepish.]

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(OOC: What do you mean I can't ask from a different blog other than my main. This was meant to come from @rekindled-stars LMAO.

Anyway hiii Im gently giving you them for a silly once-off interaction again <3 I did not originally intend to make these coloured; do NOT feel pressured to respond with anything illustrated.)

Um, I don't think I can--

[A new voice makes his ears swivel. Turning his head he finds what he thinks is a familiar face.]

You... I recognize you. It's been so long that it's foggy, but... [He sniffs the air, nose wiggling.] I recognize you.

It's... Good to see you, I think.

How... How are you here? Where did you come from?

[k9-1337]

007n7 pops up in a cloud of smoke and error messages and falls onto floor head first his horns and face get covered in dirt as he splashes into a conveniently placed puddle

007n7 sputters as he tries to get the mud out of his mouth "3uGhhh 3www! ju5T my 1uck th3 0n3 T1m3 1 g3T t0 u$3 my c001.gui™ unsup3Rv1s3d I t313p0rT 1nt0 a f0R3st 4nd e@T sh1t 0n mud" 007n7 grumbles as he gets up to wipe of the mud and dirt caked onto his clothes, his tail erratically swinging side to side.

He seems to just notice K9's presence and asks "H3y d0 y'kn0w wh3Re tH1s pl@c3 1s???"

OOC // (this is related to the shark chance ask just for the fun of it. K9 on his way back to the cabin to get Elliot for help, is interrupted by 07) Jesus christ-!

[His sprint to the cabin is cut short by what looks like 007n7 emerging from a cloud of smoke. He braces.]

[The two stare at each other for a long time, before 07 asks where they are.]

...What do you mean? It's... The forest? The forest that we've been stuck in for who knows how long now? It-

[Elliot and 007n7 come up behind K9, with 07 looking out of breath. This 07 looks far different from the one in the mud-- The 07 that K9 is used to.]

...Who ARE you?!

OOC // sorry this took so long :(

[t33n-007n7]

"Obv1 th3 N0.1 h@ck3r 007n7!" He boasts his head upturned in a shit eating grin.

"Y3s y3S tr3mbl3 1n f3ar at my pr0w3ss" he spins in the air and ultimately ends up upside down while staring at the survivors finding amusement out of their shocked faces, his spiked tail flicks back and forth languidly.

[k9-1337]

...Uh Huh.

[He crosses his arms toward the younger 07, his eyebrow quirking at his cockiness.]

Well... I guess as long as you don't disturb the peace, you're welcome to stay if you'd like to. Just... Don't... Do... Too much of whatever this is.

[He gestures to... All of him.]

[k9-1337]

Hey K9! Nice to see you! I've got a question: Iiiiiiii'm a lil' new to this blog, and I'm wondering where the setting is? Are you pretty much within a cafe, since that's when we met you? In a town? In your home? Just a little curious, that's all there is about it!

I like to travel. Not to many places, but I could be in a café, a restaurant, at home... Wherever you happen to see me.

We could even visit a park, if you would like!

I might even be accompanied by some friends.

Though I will say, I don't really like sticking around crowded areas too long. Or visiting them at all. The cafe got busy after I got there so... [He shrugs.] Got stuck with a lot of people around.

Too many eyes on me, haha.

Oh! Right! It's nice to meet you too.

[his tail swishes calmly, and he offers his paw-like hand after a moment of hesitation.]

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OOC // tldr, he's wherever the ask calls for! Or wherever I think is fitting. Craft whatever image you want in your mind palace; he could be at home in his apartment, or he could be out and about just stopped on the street

[k9-1337]

OOC // I EDITED K9S INTRO POST!!! GO LOOK!!!

it's formatted like a second person roleplay bc I thought that would be fun!

No I did not reveal everything because of course not that's for you guys to ask about

[k9-1337]

dingle dongle..goobledy gook!

...What?

[He tilts his head as a gentle smile creeps onto his face. He starts to laugh, gently, before it quickly grows louder.]

You're talking some nonsense!

[k9-1337]

licks you licks you licks you licks you

Hey- hold- hold on- you need to- you need to ask first-!

[He flinches with every lick, leaning away—much like someone trying to avoid kisses from a dog. Ironic.]

[k9-1337]

OOC // Would you guys be interested in K9 lore

Like.. PROPER lore. Not the bullshit I made just to make this ask blog

Bagel and I have been taking the forsaken cast plus some bonus characters and putting them in one place

Guest is K9 and K9 is Guest now, basically

But yeah

Actually ykw? I'm gonna share his lore anyway

Its written as bullet points

Fuck you

[k9-1337]

OOC // Here's literally everything copy and pasted directly from a document im working on

Animal people aren’t a common occurrence in Robloxia, but they are here and there. The military has taken notice.

These people have traits normal robloxians don’t. Animal ears, tails, fur, legs, etcetera. The traits of the corresponding animal carry over to the individual, such as dogs excellent hearing, cats balance, birds flight.

K9 is one of several army soldiers who underwent a government funded experimental procedure, assigning each soldier a corresponding animal, and in simple terms, fusing them with certain strings of DNA from the animal in order to (hopefully) gain desired traits that would give them a hefty advantage in war, strategically or otherwise. These traits were usually better hearing, vision, smell, flight in some cases, strong battering ram skulls in others.

The experimentation started with standard E1 soldiers, but as success was repeatedly noted, they moved further up the ranks and tried the experiments with higher ranking officers, stopping at specialists and corporals.

K9 was paired with a german shepherd for their adaptability, endurance, confidence and bravery, as well as enhanced hearing and smell. Those two traits were particularly important for the military’s purposes.

The genetic fusion went well, but had several adverse side effects.

K9 suffers from:

Color blindness

Sensitivity to strong smells and loud or high pitched sounds

Food that is usually lethal to canidae such as chocolate, alliums (onion/garlic/chive/etc), avocado, and grapes make him extremely sick instead

Joint pain from dog legs on a human structure, it ebbs and flows

Higher energy (pos and neg)

Destructive tendencies if he doesn’t do something active for a while

Clinginess/attachment to certain people that linger around too long/too close

…sensitivity to baby talk (Negative in his case since he’s a moderately high ranking military officer. He can’t have himself folding over a little “who’s a good boy? :3”) LMFAO

Territoriality

Heightened stubbornness

Prone to anxious bouts

Inability to hide certain feelings (his body language reveals everything)

And severe memory loss.

Possibly the worst side effect of the experimentation is severe memory loss, something that affects every soldier who underwent the procedure. It somewhat ranges in severity, and K9 has one of the more average cases. While he does have to be retrained somewhat, instinct and hard-drilled routine drives him forward, and he’s back to his specialist rank in no time. He is now addressed as Specialist K9, and exclusively the name K9.

Before the experiments began, K9 was Specialist Guest 1337, a name that holds no meaning to him now. He was a husband and father, but only vaguely knows who for. All he truly remembers about either of them is their smell. Something he never forgets about anyone he comes across.

This slaps him in the face when he’s put on leave and heads home, but doesn't recognize the people who greet him with loving, open arms and tear-filled eyes. When assumedly his wife gives him a long kiss on the lips. When a young girl excitedly calls him “dad”.

To keep the peace and prevent Charlotte and Daisy from distress over the fact he doesn’t remember them at all, he goes along with the version of him they remember as best he can. He lives a false life he doesn’t fully believe in, and never will believe in. In their eyes he’s still Guest 1337, but within, that man is practically a stranger.

Through this time, though, he’s slowly rebuilt the connection and relationship he had before with Charlotte and Daisy, and has begun forming new memories with them. Creating a life of his own as K9.

That is, until he’s deployed again months later, ending his short-lived time with his “new” family. At some point in time, he’s promoted to Corporal.

At home, Charlotte and Daisy are struggling; Daisy has fallen severely ill. Charlotte is at the age where she could move out if she wanted to, but she stays home with her mom until it grows to be too much for her.

Notified by higher-ups, K9 returns home to be with Daisy.

She passes away with him by her side, never knowing this is not the same man she once fell in love with. At least in his eyes.

And yet, despite his disconnection from her and Charlotte, her death destroys him. He doesn’t know why.

While trying to force himself through grief and never giving himself the time to process, he is sent into combat with a platoon of soldiers he is in charge of.

They end up dead because of his distraction.

With survivors guilt piling on top of grief and severe frustration in not remembering who he once was, he grows spacey. Incompetent to his higher-ups, and forced to resign on account of family hardship.

K9 is now retired from the military and lives on his own, in the house he formerly lived in. Or at least, formerly according to his memory. He never left that house. The one him and his family still live in.

Except it’s just him now. Charlotte’s moved away. Daisy passed.

He grows isolated and distant from the world around him. Frustrated that he doesn’t remember any of it, or only remembers poor fragments of names, places, smells. He never forgets smells, the feelings they elicit, but everything about the source is lost to him.

He doesn’t enter Daisy or Charlotte’s rooms. Wouldn’t want to let the old air escape and their smell be lost. The one thing that tethers him to the man he used to be, even if vaguely.

He meets characters like 07, Chance, Marci, and others after all of this.

Now onto some random stuff:

K9 howls at sirens

His ears perk up at most any directional sounds. If there's a lot of diff sounds around him that are clear and distinct his ears turn around a lot. If it's like. Crowd noise or whatever the effect is just for whatever sounds he focuses on

His tail is almost always idly swaying, when it starts wagging it really starts wagging

He can growl

His ears are floopy after JUST waking up but sproing back into being upright

When near someone else he starts sniffing the air (subtly, im not talkin full on sniffin and shit. Chest movement is the only tell.)

Ok with all that out of the way I'm here to say I'll no longer be using the forsaken tags on his posts, because he's not forsaken! He's living and breathing, living alone. Not sure what tag I'll use instead yet

Including them on this post just because I want it to be seen by people who followed me from there

[k9-1337]

OOC // Would you guys be interested in K9 lore

Like.. PROPER lore. Not the bullshit I made just to make this ask blog

Bagel and I have been taking the forsaken cast plus some bonus characters and putting them in one place

Guest is K9 and K9 is Guest now, basically

But yeah

Actually ykw? I'm gonna share his lore anyway

Its written as bullet points

Fuck you

[k9-1337]

ouppy… can i pet ouppy… plz…

Yes, yes... You can pet "ouppy". Always.

[He laughs, a gentle smile on his face.]

[k9-1337]

Do you by chance have a general uniform or outfit? If so can.. you put it on? If you're comfortable with that?

Also your tail is really soft!

-swaprole anon

I used to. Didn't get the privilege of keeping it when I was brought here. I have a photo of me during my days as corporal, though.

[He pulls an old, weathered photo from his pocket, smoothing out the creases with gentle hands. It looks professionally taken--but tainted with dirt and grime. an old blood stain tatters the corner. His suit is well kept and his slightly grown out buzz is neat and tidy. The fur on his ears is trimmed to perfection, and an x-shaped scar on his cheek looks far more fresh than it does now.]

It's one of the few things I got to keep.

I wish I remembered that time in my life better...

[His ears pin back, a yearning expression on his face.]

And... thank you.

[He huffs lightly, smiling some.]

I try to keep my fur soft.

OOC // FULL CREDIT TO @fizz-ee-soda FOR THE RENDERING!!! my lazy ass was too . lazy. to render. ill be posting the not fucked up version on my main blog

[chaimydrink]

So hot?????

I wanna bite??????

[k9-1337]

OOC

[k9-1337]

Do you by chance have a general uniform or outfit? If so can.. you put it on? If you're comfortable with that?

Also your tail is really soft!

-swaprole anon

I used to. Didn't get the privilege of keeping it when I was brought here. I have a photo of me during my days as corporal, though.

[He pulls an old, weathered photo from his pocket, smoothing out the creases with gentle hands. It looks professionally taken--but tainted with dirt and grime. an old blood stain tatters the corner. His suit is well kept and his slightly grown out buzz is neat and tidy. The fur on his ears is trimmed to perfection, and an x-shaped scar on his cheek looks far more fresh than it does now.]

It's one of the few things I got to keep.

I wish I remembered that time in my life better...

[His ears pin back, a yearning expression on his face.]

And... thank you.

[He huffs lightly, smiling some.]

I try to keep my fur soft.

OOC // FULL CREDIT TO @fizz-ee-soda FOR THE RENDERING!!! my lazy ass was too . lazy. to render. ill be posting the not fucked up version on my main blog

[k9-1337]

007n7 pops up in a cloud of smoke and error messages and falls onto floor head first his horns and face get covered in dirt as he splashes into a conveniently placed puddle

007n7 sputters as he tries to get the mud out of his mouth "3uGhhh 3www! ju5T my 1uck th3 0n3 T1m3 1 g3T t0 u$3 my c001.gui™ unsup3Rv1s3d I t313p0rT 1nt0 a f0R3st 4nd e@T sh1t 0n mud" 007n7 grumbles as he gets up to wipe of the mud and dirt caked onto his clothes, his tail erratically swinging side to side.

He seems to just notice K9's presence and asks "H3y d0 y'kn0w wh3Re tH1s pl@c3 1s???"

OOC // (this is related to the shark chance ask just for the fun of it. K9 on his way back to the cabin to get Elliot for help, is interrupted by 07) Jesus christ-!

[His sprint to the cabin is cut short by what looks like 007n7 emerging from a cloud of smoke. He braces.]

[The two stare at each other for a long time, before 07 asks where they are.]

...What do you mean? It's... The forest? The forest that we've been stuck in for who knows how long now? It-

[Elliot and 007n7 come up behind K9, with 07 looking out of breath. This 07 looks far different from the one in the mud-- The 07 that K9 is used to.]

...Who ARE you?!

OOC // sorry this took so long :(

[k9-1337]

what’s your ask box at rn? /nf

OOC // 3!

actually make that 1, I have two that I need to. Finish

Ty for the reminder LMFAO

[k9-1337]

It’s always alright to talk with me puppy!

-fabricIdeal smiled. Patting his head

Anyways! That darn vampire is so annoying. I got a trick. Garlic. Or pocket rice. Century old vampires had to count scattered rice if drop and it worked. I guess.

Ahh... Thank you.

[His soft smile accompanied a soft puppy whine. Only a moment later did he realize what sound he made.]

...Sorry.

A-anyway, rice? Really?

[He chuckled to himself.]

Garlic I knew about. But rice... I'll be sure to keep that in mind...

OOC // WAIT. maybe I'll make my own K9 forsaken tags instead of using the normal forsaken tags bc he's still within the forsakenverse but he's not just like. Guest. Yk. This isn't a guest ask blog it's a K9 ask blog

OOC // also starting now I'm adding a tag to posts I made on my phone so I can fix the tags on my PC whenever I feel like it bc they're never exactly the same bc I forget what they are on pc and it pisses me off

[k9-1337]

hello, k-9! I was wondering: do you allow for ocs to interact with you, or maybe ocs to be drawn with you?

Aw, absolutely! I love meeting new people. Whoever would like to stop by and say hi, feel free! It's always nice seeing another friendly face.

[His tail wags.]

OOC // PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GOD YES ABSOLUTELY HOLY FUCK

OOC // also I'm gonna start phasing out the forsaken tags I think, I'm not sure.. we'll see

[k9-1337]

meow

Um... Woof?

OOC // IM HERE!!! sorry I've just been. Off Tumblr for a little while