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adaoz has a knack for making things that are just retarded cute.FFS LOOK AT HIM. HE'S ALL :3 AND STUFF!!
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Rat
Size 989 x 1279px
File Size 236.6 kB
ADORABLE!!!
It comes with several recorded phrases: "PISS OFF, YA, NONNIE CUNT!" "IF YA' AIN'T A RAT, I AIN'TGOT SHIT F'R YA'!" "WHERE THE FUCKIN' BEER?" "^$%^&$%&&*%^$^$%^$*))$$###@$#@%^()(*^%$##%^&*!!!!!!" "A BITER NEVEH TAKES OFF 'IS BOOTS!" "OI, LOVE! CARE F'R A SNOG BACK AT TH' NEST?" "BBBEEEELLLLCCCHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
It comes with several recorded phrases: "PISS OFF, YA, NONNIE CUNT!" "IF YA' AIN'T A RAT, I AIN'TGOT SHIT F'R YA'!" "WHERE THE FUCKIN' BEER?" "^$%^&$%&&*%^$^$%^$*))$$###@$#@%^()(*^%$##%^&*!!!!!!" "A BITER NEVEH TAKES OFF 'IS BOOTS!" "OI, LOVE! CARE F'R A SNOG BACK AT TH' NEST?" "BBBEEEELLLLCCCHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Bahahahahahahaha!!! *carefully removes sound recordings, and stitches the plush back up, after adding more stuffing, and some pot-pourri... sews tail fast, after cutting pull-string... sprays with Anti-microbial Febreeze* Here's a little fan-fiction for you!
Scene:
"Oi, Muri? Y'got a sec?"
Muri looks wary. She sighs, "What is it Alfie?"
"Well, y'see," Alfie begins, bashfully, his hands behind his back. "I cleaned m'self up, right nice f'r ya, 'n I thought mebbe, now, y'might not mind taking me t'bed wit ya..." His grin, now, spreading from ear to ear.
Muri looks at Alfie, appalled and wide-eyed. She raises a paw to slap him, and he takes the plush from behind his back, still grinning. Even Muri can't resist that adorable plush... She blinks at the doll, and at Alfie. She lets her arm fall back to her side, still staring at the doll.
"Oi, go on, then..." Alfie holds the plush-Alfie, out to her. She doesn't take it right away. Alfie pretends to be the plush, talking for it. He clears his throat, first, "Eh-hem! C'mon, Muri... I won't bite. Cross me li'l 'eart, I won'..."
Muri's corners of her mouth twitch, slightly. She's trying not to laugh, so she neither encourages Alfie, nor hurts his feelings. It's obvious he really did try, with this gesture. She still doesn't take the doll. This is not the Alfie she's used to dealing with.
Alfie is still speaking for the stuffie, "C'mon, Muri. Wha'd'ya say, eh? Won' you take me 'ome f'r a cuddle?"
This time, Muri raises both paws. One to take the plush-Alfie, and the other to slap the real Alfie, on the arm, lightly. She rolls her eyes, still not allowing a full smile, to play across her face. She is actually surprised that the doll smells fresh and clean, with an almost floral scent. She looks the doll over, turning it this way and that, and adjusts her glasses a few times. Finally, "Wh- Alfie, where did you get this?"
Alfie's smile fades, "Whuzza matta, Muri? You don' like it?"
"No, Alphonse. Quite the contrary. I think it's extraordinary." Muri says, seriously. "Where did you get it?"
Alfie puts his right arm up, and puts his paw on the back of his neck. "Well, y'see... Terry i'nt sure 'e can keep on fixin' Missy, f'r our li'l sistah, so 'e decided t' make somethin' new f'her." Alfie shuffled his feet, looking at the floor, instead of at Muri. "But she jus' hugged Missy tighter, when 'e tried t' give 'er this'un. So, I asked 'im if I could 'ave it, t' give t'you."
"Terry, made this?!" Muri asked, amazed with Terry's sewing skills. "Alfie, do you think Terry could make more of these?"
Alfie was starting to lose patience with Muri. He had brought her a gift, and all she could talk about was Terry making more of them. He was trying to be sweet, and she was wanting more of these dolls for some reason. "Th'ell, Muri? I'm tryin' t'give ya a present, an' all y' wan't' know, 's'if Terry c'n make more?" He huffed, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Alfie. It's a lovely gift! Thank you- I was just thinking... Oh, never mind what I was thinking. Thank you, Alfie." She said, this time, sounding much more genuine. She allowed a smile, for him, and it was also genuine. But she was still thinking of the doll, and whether or not it could be mass-produced. It might help his image, if he could be seen as soft and cuddly, on top of his excellent athletic skills, and it might turn the tables on how everyone saw the extremely gruff and competitive Rat.
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Scene:
"Oi, Muri? Y'got a sec?"
Muri looks wary. She sighs, "What is it Alfie?"
"Well, y'see," Alfie begins, bashfully, his hands behind his back. "I cleaned m'self up, right nice f'r ya, 'n I thought mebbe, now, y'might not mind taking me t'bed wit ya..." His grin, now, spreading from ear to ear.
Muri looks at Alfie, appalled and wide-eyed. She raises a paw to slap him, and he takes the plush from behind his back, still grinning. Even Muri can't resist that adorable plush... She blinks at the doll, and at Alfie. She lets her arm fall back to her side, still staring at the doll.
"Oi, go on, then..." Alfie holds the plush-Alfie, out to her. She doesn't take it right away. Alfie pretends to be the plush, talking for it. He clears his throat, first, "Eh-hem! C'mon, Muri... I won't bite. Cross me li'l 'eart, I won'..."
Muri's corners of her mouth twitch, slightly. She's trying not to laugh, so she neither encourages Alfie, nor hurts his feelings. It's obvious he really did try, with this gesture. She still doesn't take the doll. This is not the Alfie she's used to dealing with.
Alfie is still speaking for the stuffie, "C'mon, Muri. Wha'd'ya say, eh? Won' you take me 'ome f'r a cuddle?"
This time, Muri raises both paws. One to take the plush-Alfie, and the other to slap the real Alfie, on the arm, lightly. She rolls her eyes, still not allowing a full smile, to play across her face. She is actually surprised that the doll smells fresh and clean, with an almost floral scent. She looks the doll over, turning it this way and that, and adjusts her glasses a few times. Finally, "Wh- Alfie, where did you get this?"
Alfie's smile fades, "Whuzza matta, Muri? You don' like it?"
"No, Alphonse. Quite the contrary. I think it's extraordinary." Muri says, seriously. "Where did you get it?"
Alfie puts his right arm up, and puts his paw on the back of his neck. "Well, y'see... Terry i'nt sure 'e can keep on fixin' Missy, f'r our li'l sistah, so 'e decided t' make somethin' new f'her." Alfie shuffled his feet, looking at the floor, instead of at Muri. "But she jus' hugged Missy tighter, when 'e tried t' give 'er this'un. So, I asked 'im if I could 'ave it, t' give t'you."
"Terry, made this?!" Muri asked, amazed with Terry's sewing skills. "Alfie, do you think Terry could make more of these?"
Alfie was starting to lose patience with Muri. He had brought her a gift, and all she could talk about was Terry making more of them. He was trying to be sweet, and she was wanting more of these dolls for some reason. "Th'ell, Muri? I'm tryin' t'give ya a present, an' all y' wan't' know, 's'if Terry c'n make more?" He huffed, breaking her out of her thoughts.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Alfie. It's a lovely gift! Thank you- I was just thinking... Oh, never mind what I was thinking. Thank you, Alfie." She said, this time, sounding much more genuine. She allowed a smile, for him, and it was also genuine. But she was still thinking of the doll, and whether or not it could be mass-produced. It might help his image, if he could be seen as soft and cuddly, on top of his excellent athletic skills, and it might turn the tables on how everyone saw the extremely gruff and competitive Rat.
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