Eternal Forest - Character Intros by Pouchlaw < Submission

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Eternal Forest - Character Introductions

EF-01 That crude disgusting wolf friend...

That wolf... oh man... How do I let him talk me into even thinking about these things. Anyway, here's the serial idea/synopsis...

He writes a series of stories called Tails Teen Tales. He recently asked me, since I was so emotionally torn up about Dipper not liking that picture I made for him, if I could do a story with Dipper as a teenager and displaying a more rebellious side due to some event that arises in the Draper household.

Then I asked, "How did you know their last name is Draper?"

And he replied, "You aren't the only one who listens to the Beach Bears, stag boy."

So, he suggested the black leather jacket, motorcycle, and martial arts obi headband as the new overall appearance. And then the disgusting wolf said, "...and you have to create a Gang for Dipper to join secretly but he doesn't call himself Dipper when he is with those guys. He would even go so far as to purposely not recognize Star nor Birch when he was with his rebellious friends."

And then I stated, "Dipper is a devout young bear and he would never go that far, wolf boy. He actually loves his uncle Star."

And then the stupid wolf said something crude. "Oh so that's what goes on behind closed doors in the Draper household! I am even more intrigued now! Can we candidly film one of those sessions?"

And that's when I popped the lupine upside the head with one of my hoofs. Being kicked hurts, you know. "Have you been talking to Grizzly?"

He rubbed his head and replied, "That hurt, doof! And yeah, the big bear was visiting my part of the forest recently and I overheard him talking about the Beach Bears. He didn't sound angry, per se, but he was saying that the Beach Bears would do far better if any bear other than Birch were on the team. He said that he could do a better job than Birch. And then we talked and he mentioned that he'd like to be able to talk to Star and Dipper just once, civilly and privately, away from Birch so he could tell them his side of the story. Apparently, according to Grizzly, Birch exaggerated a bit much about the events surrounding the old group."

And I arched an eye. "Are you sure? Birch seems like a nice guy when he isn't uptight or pushy."

And the wolf backed away a step as he moved himself out of kicking range and said, "Oh please... Birch as much admitted it in one of the first two story segments of The Beach Bears. He said, quote, I could neither confirm nor deny those allegations, unquote. He admits it, Yce. Refusing to talk about something is the same as saying that you enjoyed it. And now he's around a younger protege. And that's why I said what I said. You know the old saying... When the cat (Star) is away the mouse (Birch) will play (with Dipper.)"

Needless to say, I chased that disgusting wolf all over the forest following that statement. If I catch him later, I will ram my antlers into his body. Star would never let anyone do Cabin Boy stuff to Dipper. And Birch isn't like that. At least, he better not be a secret member of the Blue Oyster nightclub. (Police Academy I movie reference.)

EF-02 Finally saw Dipper Draper...

Hello viewers. The disgusting wolf here. You all might be wondering why Yce calls me the disgusting wolf. The answer is simple really. I am disgustingly honest. I tell it like it is. And because the truth hurts, I use it a lot to get on Yce's nerves.

Anyway... *wolf-laughs* The other day I was lurking along one of the frayed sides of the Eternal Forest near a playground and I happened to see that nice cub Dipper Draper. I knew who he was on sight because no one else in his hometown wears a green ball cap with a brown fur-lined bomber jacket. Why a bear needs a fur-lined anything is beyond me. At least it wasn't real fur or I would have rallied my pack.

Since I wasn't doing anything anyway and it looked like the cub had just just said goodbye to his friends, I decided to go over and say hello. I approached him stealthily, the preferred stalking manner of wolves mind you, and when I was almost on top of him, I spoke.

"Aren't you Dipper Draper?"

It never ceases to amuse me how high people can jump when I surprise them like that. And I am sure the canines on Pluto waved at Dipper as he orbited the tiny planet and landed back on the ground.

He turned around and shouted before he knew what was there. "DON'T DO THAT!! IRKS!" And that's when he saw me... a very large posture problematic wolf.

And before I continue, allow me to explain the difference between Non-Morphic and Posture Problematic. Normal non-talking animals are non-morphic. What you see and hear is what you get. But furries who are non-morphic with the ability to speak are called Posture Problematic. See the difference? Now back to my tale.

Dipper's facial expression was rather... lost... as he saw what was before him.

So I said, "I didn't mean to startle you. But my kids would really like your autograph and I told them that I would try to get it. They are are only 3, 7, and 9, but they think you are the most-ut of the young singers out there. Would you indulge the request and just etch your name on this bark please?"

Surprisingly, he did it. I think he was still in shock over meeting someone who would remind anyone of the big bad wolf. I mean, I am a very big wolf. Very big.

"Thanks Dipper. I need to get back to the forest now. But remember... anytime you need someone to tell you the truth about anything... come find me. I will never lie to you under the guise of protecting you. I am disgustingly honest."

And with that, I bounded off and vanished into the woods. Of course I was still watching the cub to see what he would do next. Fortunately, his mom came by to pick him up to take him home. Aurora is one of the nicest bears in the whole region. If Dipper knew she could sing really well, he would probably flip his wig. He's a nice cub.

I still love making people jump like that. My pups are going to love this autograph.

EF-03 Just doing my job...

...And it's good too! ;-) (Sorry :IconHollieHyena:; I couldn't resist.)

"...three parts toad wart, six parts beet sap, two parts mushroom bulb, and four cups of ginger ale..."

Oh 'ello, mates. My name is 'uxley. Ah am an Australian greater were-kangaroo with direct Dreamtime spirit linkage. And because Ah 'ave direct Dreamtime spirit linkage, Ah 'ave a pouch. No, there is no joey in the pouch; don't be ridiculous. Ah keep my portable apothecary supplies in there. And Ah'm a 'andsome bloke, too! All the ladies say so!

'ere in the Eternal Forest, Ah am the all-natural apothecary and 'erbal cures chemist. Ah 'ave several degrees from colleges... in medicine, pharmaceuticals, literature, and psychology. And one obscure degree in wizardry. Yes, that means magic. Ah used to work in one of the mainstream drug stores as a pharmacist until Ah realized just 'ow corrupt they all were and what the furry government was authorizing to be included as additives into the so-called medicines. Well that really ticked me off and Ah quit.

Ah 'ave a shop of sorts 'ere on the back side of the forest where the all natural ingredients for my cures can be located in abundance. Ah rarely see any locals except when they stupidly get 'urt and then they come to me for 'elp.

And that's what Ah am doing right now. Yce and that disgusting wolf 'ave been in a tussle, looks like. And they both need a patch up job. Ah don't 'ave to ask what 'appened either because Ah can clearly guess what 'appened. And it's that wolf's fault... as usual.

Looks like they encountered a briar patch, too.

When Ah am not treating these idiots, one of the most beautiful locals Ah see out 'ere, usually during mid day is that lovely inspiration of 'eaven... Aurora Borealis Draper. Dan Draper was sure lucky when 'e scored a touchdown with this goddess. No, Ah am not trying to steal 'is sheila. Ah actually respect 'er. She is just so perfect in my eyes. Like the brilliance of the sun's zenith o'er the landscape of the lunar tranquility.

And she is a lady, too.

The only exposure Ah 'ave had to the Beach Bears is on my transistor radio. Ah am just too busy to go see them in person. Ah am always making cures for someone. But that's my love of life... to 'eal others and to sooth frayed nerves. And Ah really LOVE seeing that smile on Aurora's muzzle. As Ah said... in my eyes... she is a goddess.

"Hey! Quit daydreaming and patch us up, Huxley!"

"Keep yer fur on, wolf! Ah'm working on it. Why can't yas be patient like Yce?" And for yas viewers out there... Yce is pronounced as 'ice' as in 'nice'. As for the wolf, 'e is an alpha with 'is pack. 'e says that yas can't learn 'is real name unless yas join the pack or earn 'is respect. And let me warn yas now... joining the pack is a last resort. If yas agree to that, yer backside is 'is... 'nuff said. Doesn't matter 'ow old yas are. 'e is the alpha.

Ah find the whole affair distasteful myself. Give me a sheila any day.

EF-04 The straight and n"arrow"...

"They broke the fence again? WOLF! YCE! You are both paying for this!"

Hi folks. I am Artemis June, the local forest ranger in charge of the Eternal Forest. I am a South American ocelot lady who can make the ranger uniform look as if it fits like a glove. Yes, I have a very shapely body but I don't like using my looks to get my way. It's improper.

I am the one who keeps these pervs in line around here...at least I try.

"You guys aren't going to get away with breaking this fence! I don't know where you are, but I know you can hear me!"

From somewhere close by but in an obscure location came the wolf's voice. "Yce is off keeping an eye on Birch. And no, we didn't break that fence this time. There were some teenage revelers out here last night. They were drinking and had an unauthorized campfire."

"Really? You guys seriously didn't do this this time?"

The disgusting wolf replied, "You should know me by now, Artemis. I am disgustingly honest. We didn't do it. Now if you'll excuse me... I'm on a hunt." And he wasn't heard again afterward. Of course he hadn't been seen either.

Unauthorized campfires are not allowed in this forest. I'll have to inform the mayor of what those punks are doing out here. At least he isn't a slob nor a perv like the other forest locals. I don't think his wife would let him be one. Fortunately I am not the only female in the region. Thankfully the gryphon and the hyena are civil enough to sometimes help me in the over-daunting task of disciplining these pervs.

I just realized that I call the guys in the forest "perv" a lot. It's no accident if you want the truth. I caught that wolf initiating someone once and... let's just say that I was appalled. That's when he learned that I am an accomplished archer. Yce is more quiet and that dimension door ability of his is super useful. Getting around the forest is a lot quicker when Yce is helping me get from Point A to Point B. I prefer my trusty ranger-issue jeep, but the jeep can't go everywhere. So Yce is good for that.

However, my jeep and I have had one Beach Bears encounter. I once came across Birch having auto issues along the local highway. He said he was going to be late and I said that he didn't look like the White Rabbit. And then I offered to give him a lift so he wouldn't be late. He is a very pleasant bear and thanks to me, he wasn't late. Although I really like his music, I am more into the Celtic flute melodies. But if Birch suddenly took up the flute, I'd be under his spell in a heartbeat. But yes, I do like him. I just wish Birch noticed me as more than just a forest ranger.

Oh well, time to get back to work.

EF-05 Legalese if you please...

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The male adult coyote in the dark business suit then lifted his gaze from his paperwork and set his eyes upon the viewers. "And thus begins a wondrous tale of drama, adventure, and evil twists and turns. And who am I, you ask?"

He slowly stood up and walked over to a painting of the Draper family, before he slightly turned his muzzle to face the audience. "Permit me to introduce myself. I am Rockford Eddington Coyote, Esquire. Attorney at law. Huntington branch offices. Stoat (of Grizzly, Stoat, and Young) sometimes hires me for legal consultation. When he's not with that band, he can be a nice weasel. That band brings out the worst in him, sad to say."

"When I first heard about the Beach Bears, primarily from Stoat and later from Raoul (of whom you will meet tomorrow), it came to my attention that the youngest member of the band was not yet of age to make mature decisions on his own. This intrigued me to investigate the Beach Bears, legally."

"I first discovered that the arrangement concerning their band had no written legal contract. It was a verbal agreement between the record production agent, called Les, and the band's owner, Birch Draper. Neither Stargazer nor Dipper had signed any kind of contract, at the time of my investigation. (This information may be out of date now, but there has been no apparent public change and I have been watching.)"

He then walked over to a side table where a very large platter of chocolate chip cookies rested. Then he stood there briefly as he turned to face the audience again. "I wrote a legal letter and had Yce email it to Dipper, of whom the young lad's email address had somehow gone public without his permission, and the reply Yce delivered to me was from Dipper's uncle Stargazer, where upon he explained everything, as far as he knew from what he had been told. I let it go at that point because I had not been actually hired to pursue this since the whole affair was simply curiosity."

"What's that? You're asking why I have a large platter of chocolate chip cookies here?" He turned and looked at the pile of cookies with a smile. "They are for my clientele of course. And any nice youngsters who come to me with legal questions about anything they want to know. The billboards and TV ads bring in an interesting assortment of clients so I am not hurting for paying customers who seek legal help. Coyote Law Consultants: When you need your case to be absolutely clear."

Just then, his intercom crackled as his secretary's voice announced, "Mr. Coyote, sir? Stoat is on line three. He said it was important."

He walked back over to his desk and pushed the button on the intercom. "I will take the call, Frances. That you for informing me." He released the button and smiled at the audience. "I need to take this call. Feel free to pan the camera around the offices. I have nothing to hide."

And as the camera view slowly left the coyote, his voice could be heard as he picked up the phone. "Rock Coyote here. What do you need, Stoat?"

(Disclaimer: The opening quoted material is from InkBunny's actual ACP Policy.

http://wiki.inkbunny.net/wiki/ACP

I would suggest that ALL of you read it again to make sure you know what is written there. It's an eye-opener. Spelling errors and all.)

EF-06 Trapped within my mind...

Four years prior in Los Angeles California...

"We saved him," the head doctor exclaimed in a steady breath. "But just barely. I sure hope the police catch whoever did this to him. This... was completely uncalled for."

Just then one of the cat-scan specialists remarked, "Doctor? I think you might want to look at this."

Soon, the tell-tale signs of physical bruising that were complete unassociated with the current trauma were being seen in the cat-scan results themselves.

"Are we seeing what I think we're seeing, Paul?"

The cat-scan specialist whose name was Paul replied, "I'm afraid so, Colleen. The police are going to have a field day with this one. Not to mention what the press will say when this gets out. And you know it's going to get out."

The head doctor, Colleen, replied, "Yes... I just can't believe this. I don't... know what to say."

A few weeks later in Huntington West Virginia...

A respectable mature arctic fox gentleman had just barely entered his home from a long day at his workplace. "What a day... I don't think I could dance again even if God himself asked me to do it. And my paws hurt something fierce from swinging on that stage pole."

But before he could make himself comfortable, there was a knock at the door.

"Now who could that be?" He walked over to the door and gazed through the security hole and saw two gentlemen in black suits. He then unlocked and opened the door and said, "I don't want a subscription to Watchtower, gentlemen."

One of the two men then pulled out his leather bound "wallet" and opened it to reveal an FBI badge. "Are you Kingston Woulfe?"

The arctic fox, who was Kingston Woulfe, nearly went rigid at that point as he replied in an almost lost voice. "Yes."

The man then motioned toward the government vehicle and a lady agent emerged escorting a very handsome, though shy and nervous white folf boy. They approached the house and stopped within view of Kingston and the others.

"This is your nephew, Raoul, as we discussed on the phone the other day. He recently went through... something he should not have had to have dealt with at his age. And because his parents are in prison, and none of his other relatives want him, and because your name was on the list but clear across the country... we thought it best to bring him to you. You are his last hope, Mr. Woulfe. If you say no, Raoul will end up in federal foster homes and you know how that will likely turn out."

Kingston stepped forth closer and knelt down to look at the shy boy, looking directly into his eyes. "Hi. No one will make you hurt here, Raoul. I am your uncle Kingston." He slowly and gently rubbed the young folf along the back of his head fur and lightly stroked the fur under his chin. "Do you like brownies?"

Raoul slowly nodded his muzzle in response saying nothing.

Kingston then slowly stood up and glanced at the agent again. "I'll take him. He will be safe here. There are a lot of good respectable people locally. I know... what he's probably went through. I barely escaped it myself. Raoul will be fine here."

Present day time...

Raoul was now 14 but his mindset was still 8-10. An incident had just occurred in one of Dipper's classes in school. One student had come in and accidentally surprised Raoul by tapping him on the shoulder and saying, "Hi Raoul! How's it hanging?" The other youngster didn't mean any harm, but the sudden shock and surprise from being "touched" sent him into shock and the teachers had to immediately call in Kingston to help calm the poor folf.

Kingston came in still wearing his stage clothes from the club where he worked, a rather glittery ensemble and top hat, and he knelt down and petted on his nephew, gently stroking under the chin and rubbing the back of the boy's head. "...come on, Raoul... I know you're scared, but I'm here. Come on outside... we'll make brownies later... I know how much you like brownies... please?"

It took several minutes of gentle soft coaxing, but eventually, they were rewarded when Raoul quietly and nervously said, "...uncle king... I don't know... what happened..." And then the two were simply hugging.

"It's okay, Raoul. I won't let that trap in your mind hold you. You are safe with me. Everyone cares about you." He then glanced about the room sharply mouthing, at least you better care.

(Important Note: To all my viewers: I apologize to anyone who find this topic disturbing. But I am not describing the act; I am trying to convey the process of the cure. If any Admins request me to remove this, I will. View this maturely and judge it as such. It's information of a character. This will likely not come up again since it's included in Raoul's introduction.)

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