I've read that same TV message a thousand times, I've howled every song I know, and I've come to zero theories! I'm starting to think they just made me deputy for fun because I've got no clue what I'm doing. Waiting here to be saved wasn't supposed to be my role, but here I am.
But I feel like I just heard something. It wasn't my imagination, was it? A laser, a loud screeching metal, and the smell of coffee. The door to the room bursts down in a quick swing and out comes..
"Carter?!"
"Morning deputy." SAYS MY LOCAL LIBRARIAN.
Before the world wants to give me a second to think about things, a bomb lands next Carter's feet.
Well you know it was nice to see a familiar face before I died, even if it was one last time. I don't know how man's got here but he won't be here for long. Carter closes his eyes.. stoically? And he jumps on the bomb like come on man!
The dust clears, but my ears keep ringing. When it does, he's still standing, a faint blue light emanating from his eye. Half his fur had blown onto the floor, revealing a dark metallic doggo body. He shoots two lasers from his mouth and burns the chains restraining me.
"It's time to move, innit?"
I forgor he was British.
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Deputy Doge.
FantasyThe sheriff of dogetown, deputy Doge noticed something strange he hasn't seen in all his doggo days. What is it you may ask? You have to read some deputy Doge to find out.
