Bad Dog

The treats hit the back of his floofy hair and unceremoniously falls to the ground.

“Huh!?”

“Well there’s sort of a big invasion with all these beasts and Vainglory doesn’t really have a home to hide in.. besides, when Vainglory tried to think of all the people he knew that lived in Snowdin, you were the first one he thought of! So, of course, he came over here instead of staying out in the open. Though, he’s unsure whether that ended up being a good idea or not.” He would throw his tendrils up, morphing one into a hammer and swinging it back down onto the forehead of the beast as it lashed out at him. “..when Vainglory says you’re the only one he knows in Snowdin, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have any other friends.” He would add defensively, realizing his wording may not have been the best. As the shadow monster tried to regain its balance, Vainglory brought the hammer tendril back up and into the creature’s jaw. The beast snarled, its face way too close for comfort as it attempted to bite the inkling. Vainglory would give a small eep, barely holding the beast’s maw open with his tendrils so it couldn’t bite his ink head off. “What about you? Why aren’t you indoors?” He would yell over the grunts and noises coming from the various creature, his tone a bit shaky as he was clearly trying to multitask chatting and dealing with a shadow monster.

"...Huh." Bado blinked as he listened to the blue shade explain itself further. In a way, the dog monster felt sort of sorry for him. If he was his only option, he must be in real trouble.

"These guys were ticking me off, standing outside and making a crapload of noise. So I came out to ask them nicely to shut the hell up." He pauses for a second to step over to the beast attempting to bite Vainglory's head off and drive his foot into its midsection, sending it flying several feet away and into a crumpled mess on the snow.

"I'm still in the process of doing that."

An invasion, hm? Bad Dog took a moment to think what the hell these things had to gain by invading this dump. And when he talked about a dump he was talking about the entire Underground. There was nothing worth anything here. He murmured under his breath.

"We're all trapped in a hole, left to rot. What the hell could be down here that's worth the effort...?"

He shook his head lightly, pulling a dog treat from his jacket pocket and preparing to light it before more of those creeps show up.

((What do you mean? Promos for this blog or others?

I guess I can answer both.

Myself: I could do one, but I’m planning on moving to a main blog once I’m ready to get Bado’s story up and running (hopefully soon!) and it would be strange to me to promote a blog that’s going to be dead soon. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to do one though.

Others: Again, I could. But this blog is so new that I don’t think there would be much point? Haha. I’d definitely like to shout people out if/when I gain a bit more traction though!

((I cri do not flatter me like this ;m;

I’ve just been focusing on drawing furry dog faces because I HAVE TO if I want any hope in hell of being able to draw my own oc wah

Now I need to figure out how to draw an expression that isn’t neutral snarling hahaha...

To her amazement the dog actually managed to capitalise on her throw of the Hoarder, managing to finish the fight with a devastating crack to the jaw. Well least one thing was known. She needn’t worry about getting her hands dirty again with that thing.

That said though, the dogs attitude still reeked the air around as she came closer, using the two wingtalons as an extra set of legs for mobility to close in on the other before glaring down at him with that single golden eye. “I don’t expect you to be thanking me at all.” The dragoness snarled. Despite everything and the increase in size, there was still the tell tell signs that this beast before him was a dragoness he had a rude encounter with earlier.

Daeva would take this time to look around quickly before turning her attention back to Bado.  “Sides I only came along cause you look liked you needed the help! not everyone can take down something like that on their own.” Daeva mused for a bit. Laying down slightly to get into a more comfortable position before resuming her talk with the dog monster.

“Anyway, don’t suppose you know what the hell these things are, and why the hell they’ve suddenly sprung up in the place huh?

“I don’t know and I don’t care. All I know about these things is that they piss me off.”

Bado cracked his neck and stared, unamused, at the strange dragon hybrid thing.

“Well let me make it clear. I didn’t need your help. I would have trashed that freak on my own, but I get it. You wanted to show off. But do me a favour and stay out of my way.”

He stopped ranting to look Daeva up and down, taking in her more draconic form.

“Hah...Haahh...”

Meanwhile, look at one of the new friends I made this weekend! 😍))

Vainglory would watch them wrestle the oncoming creatures away from their territory, surprised by the sheer amount of them that were daring to step foot on the snow after being launched into their own kin moments before. Of course, he would nod along to what Bado was saying despite his better or worse lack of attention being paid.

“What’d you do to rile all these guys up, though?” He yelled over the noise, morphing one of his tendrils into a flail with a large spike ball, which he would smash into the jaw of an oncoming creature. “Vainglory has been attacked by a few of these monsters already but never this much all at once!” The monster that he had hit would growl and launch itself at the ink. He would yelp, turning into a puddle so that the creature went over his head. As the monster regained its senses Vainglory returned to his usual form and knocked the spike ball into its hind legs.

"Well, apparently they don't seem to like it when you beat up their friends. But they're stupid if they think they're going to get anything else here."

Bad Dog took a few moments to get his breath back as the silhouettes of more enemies appeared in the distance.

He sensed that something bad was headed their way, but he kept quiet about that.

There was a bit of a tussle before the Hoarder had managed to sock Daeva in the head enough for her to fall back a bit to let it get up, though she got back up as quickly as she wen’t down. Snarling as she’d use both sets of arms to pummel at the beast while exchanging blows before hearing Bado’s words.

Oh great it was the mutt again! seems like he got himself into some good trouble. Though his want to take this thing out did peak her curiosity as one of her wing talons latched onto an incoming arm. “You want to fight this thing so badly?! well then puppy here! CATCH!!” and without any further warning the other arms of the shadow dragoness rose to pick up and swing the monster towards Bado. Sides if she took all the glory then what would be left of the poor dogs pride?!

Bado had just managed to get back on his feet following his previous attack in time to hear Daeva's clapback and witness the creature being unceremoniously hurled in his direction.

The Hoarder was still fully aware and glared at him with it's one remaining good eye. It was ready to lash out at the dog monster as soon as it got close enough. Bado locked eyes with the beast and raised his guard, dashing forwards and ducking low to get in underneath it.

The Hoarder swung its claw, Bad Dog stooped down further and then rose back up, smashing his gauntleted fist into the enemy's jaw in a mighty uppercut.

CRAAAAKKKKK!!!

And that was the end of that. ...For now.

Bad Dog pulled off the gauntlet and tossed it, dusting his paws off and finishing his half-smoked treat. He glanced up at Daeva.