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Date Posted: 15:33:14 08/05/04 Thu
Dog one:
Name: Stimulate
Nickname: Late, Stim
Age: 4
Gender: male
Species: dog
Breed: ¼ Lab mutt
Owner: Tahmores (Teufel)
Color: Black
Pics: 
Personality:
Past: was found by Tahmores when he was only a pup
Quote: My goal is to stimulate, making you high
Song: (thought I mention it since he named after it)
Psst... hey, listen!
Lalalalala! I love my job. Whoo! Makes me feel like Superman!
Can you fly? I can. Wanna see?
I'm only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can't see
But I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partying
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you...
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took outta context
Failure to communicate with congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought - see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Shit, I really should've fell but I stood
See I came like a flame in the night
Like a ghost in the dark; there's a ray, there's a light
There's a hope, there's a spark
But when planets collide they'll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children follow my lead and feel the vibe, cause
I'm only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can't see
But I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partying
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you...
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn't take lyrics so serious, it might be confusing
Just trying to seperate the truth from entertainment
It's stupid, ain't it? I get sick of trying to explain it
See I could sit and argue with you but it goes beyond
Just being a snot, pointy-nosed bleach-blond
Cause I came here to uplift; let your woes be gone,
Tell 'em to get fu*ked and just mosie on
Constantly moving, constantly using the constitution
As a form of restitution
Bless the children, nothing less than brilliant
Let me entertain you like Robbie Williams
I'll be here when y'all are gone, rebuilding,
World revolving, still evolving, still Slim
How many kids'll copy? Probably millions,
But I'ma do this as a fu*king hobby till then, cause
I'm only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can't see
But I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partying
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you...
My lyrical content contains subject matter
That sucks up all these fu*ked up young kids
At an alarming rate; common denominate
Add it up and you'll see just why I dominate
I try to stimulate but kids emulate,
And mimmick every move you make - "Slim, you great!"
But wait, can't you see I'm only here to entertain?
I gotta be the one to go against the grain
Cause man, I see it, feel it, live it, but it's inhumane
For me to see you be influenced but pretend you ain't
But they don't understand that I've been through pain
If you get to know me I could be a friend you gain
But you can't just stand there and try to judge
It hurts but you're jealousy probably tears you up inside as much
And it's such a pleasure, every button that I touch
I treasure every glutton that I punish in my lust, but |
Dog two:
Name: Rabbit run
Nickname: Rabbit, Run, RR
Age: about 4 months
Gender: bitch
Species: dog
Breed: Lab mutt
Owner: Tahmores (Teufel)
Color: fawn
Pics: 
Personality:
Past: was found by Tahmores when she was really young her mother was hit by a car. He bottle fed her
Quote: if I have half a chance I'll grab it, rabbit run...
Song: (thought I mention it since like Stimulate she named after it)
some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like i'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss
my life's like one great big ball of shit
if I could just put it all in to all I spit
instead I always try to swallow it
instead of staring at this wall and shit
while I sit writers block sick of all this shit
can't call it shit, all I know is im about to hit the wall
if I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
this is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
i'm like a skillet bubblin untill it filters up
i'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
blow this building up, i've concealed enough
my cup run'ith over i've done and filled it up,
the pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
you think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
well i'm a show you what, you gonna feel my rush
you dont feel it then it must be to real to touch
Bill the dutch, i'm about to tear shit up
goosebumps, yeah i'ma make your hair sit up
yeah sit up, i'm a tell you who I be
i'ma make you hate me cause you aint me
you wait, it aint to late to finally see
what you close minded fucks were to blind to see
whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee
out this world and aint no one out their mind as me
you need peace of mind, well here's a piece of mine
all I need's a line but sometimes
I dont always find the words to rhyme
to express how i'm really feeling at that time
yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
just sometimes, its always me
how dark can these hallways be
the clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3
this half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper (rip)
i'm desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest
of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slump
cant think of nothing, fuck i'm stumped
but wait here comes something
nope, its not good enough, scribble it out
new pad, crinkle it up and throw that shit out
i'm fizzling now thought I figured it out
ball's in my court but i'm scared to dribble it out
i'm afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I a slave to this trade
sign that i'll spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
want me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
i'm a switch hitter, bitch, jimmy smith aint a quitter
i'm a sit here till I get enough
for me to finally hit a fucking boiling point
put some oil in your joints
flip the coin bitch come get destroyed
an MC's worst dream I make 'em tense
they hate me, see me and shake like a chain linked fence
by the looks of 'em you would swear that jaws was commin'
by the scream of 'em you would swear i'm sawing someone
by the way they running you would swear the law was commin
its now or never and tonight it's all or nothing
momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he'd be back
he pinky promised, I dont think he's honest
I'll be back baby I just gotta beat this clock
fuck this clock, i'ma make 'em eat this watch
dont believe me watch, i'm a win this race
and i'm a come back and rub my shit in your face
bitch, I found my nitch, you gonna hear my voice
till you sick of it you aint gonna have a choice
if I gotta scream till I have half a lung
if I have half a chance I'll grab it, rabbit run
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Owner stats (not needing a player but so you know for making personality)
Name: Dhenuka (Doesn’t know it) Tahmores(scientist, and orphanages called him it. He will come if in the mood)
Nickname/street name: Teufel
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Species: Even to him unknown
Powers: He has no idea… when he gets pissed though things happen. He is very strong.
Appearance: slightly older then he really is because of his species and living in the wild. Slightly long brown hair that he usually doesn’t bother with so it hangs in his face. Blue eyes, fair skin. Scar cuts into his eyebrow, has another one on his arm and shoulder from fighting with wild dogs. Has a bite scar on his right shoulder and arm from a play fight.
Personality: He is a bit of a flirt, when it comes to girls his age. He can be friendly, but that only after you get his trust. Distrustful of just about everyone. Hates dealing with adults, and has a bit of a temper. He is already in trouble with the law, for many things. Won’t bother listing them here, they let him go because of who/what he is. He doesn’t talk to adults at all, though he will talk to a kid if no adult is around. He puts on an act that he is illiterate, and can’t speak. He purposely acts more ferial then he is around adults. When kids ask him why he often responds with a ‘I act how they feel I should’. He is sensitive to what people are feeling, and plays off that. Very close to dogs… he loves them. Would do anything for them… he acts like a dog most of the time so he usually gets along with them
Past: (his brief history)Was abandoned as a baby, and raised by a pack of wild dogs. Was found when he was about 7 maybe 8. He couldn’t speak a word. Scientist, seeing this as a perfect study for the whole ‘Nature Vs Nurture’ case set to seeing if he could learn (since they believe that at about 8 you can no longer learn to speak right if you haven’t herd or learned yet). He learned incredibly fast, going against all the previous studies. Though is sentence structure wasn’t something to be desired, and though he was learning he didn’t seem to connect words with meanings. He has turned into a freak show for them. They parade him around. Bring him to other scientist etc. they can’t figure anything out about him. he is marked as a ‘special case’. About a half a year after he was found someone dragged the scientist to court saying that they couldn’t keep him (adopt him) and they won. They were forced to put him in a orphanage, where they by consent continued there pocking and probing on him. all this affected him negatively and he ran away from them only a year later. They found him again and dragged him back, yet they still did there test. He once again got annoyed and ran this time bring dragged somewhere else where once again he ran. A scientist who he had gained a fondness too then took him in, breaking the judges ruling, the judge then forced the scientist to not only give him up but forbid any visitation rights. He wasn’t aloud to see the boy anymore. This also affected his health negatively. He stopped talking to anyone at all. It already had been hard to get him to say much. Though by now he had made remarkable progress he suddenly seemed to… do a backwards spiral… he began acting as if he didn’t understand anymore. He still rarely speaks. Adults think he forgot completely. Though he will talk to a kid if no adult Is around.
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