☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ
"sunday" // ♐ // enfp // just trying to survive senior year
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Post by ☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ on Oct 4, 2016 21:59:44 GMT -5
Name: Hera (heh-rah) Byname(s): none. does not accept nicknames of any kind. Age: roughly four years old Birthday: March 30th, 2012 Horoscope: Aires Gender: female Breed: White Swiss Shepherd (Berger Blanc Suisse) Rank: Hunt Captain Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
DESCRIPTION
Height: 24 inches tall, at the whithers Weight: 70 pounds Build: tall, somewhat imposing, lean muscle, slender, fit Scent: very, very faint scent of lavender--only noticeable if one is very close (which she does not allow often). Gait: long strides, quiet but firm steps Walk: rigidly straight posture, nose tilted slightly up Run: once again, long, graceful strides, long endurance and great strength Altered: has the marked shoulder, signifying her high rank in the pack. Infertile: yes Mutations: n/a Deformities: n/a
Appearance: Majestic and solemn-looking, Hera is as beautiful as she is formidable. Though she isn't the largest dog in the pack, her sharp, almost wolflike features give her a dignified form worthy of respect. Her pelt is a pure white hue, reflecting her pure blood, and in contrast, she has lively and intelligent dark brown eyes. Her ears are large and pointed, paired with a long, square mussel and a black nose. Her tail is long and bushy, reaching to her hocks, then curling upwards. In short, she appears very similar to a German Shepherd, except for her all white coloration. Her figure itself is somewhat taller and more athletic-looking than the average German Shepherd, however, which only adds to her physical impressiveness. She seems to loom and tower over smaller dogs, because she stands and walks with an almost rigid posture.
Personality: If one is knowledgeable about Greek mythology, they would know that Hera was very aptly named, given her personality: what characterizes her is her vindictive, brutal streak. She has a very high standard for respect and honor, and once she is disrespected or deceived in any way, she will not hesitate to display her fearsome wrath. That being said, she is prone to snap and react aggressively to any lapse in the high treatment she requires. She is also extremely unforgiving, and will always hold an offender to the wrong they did against her. Continuing on with her value for respect, she curiously treats her inferiors with dignity, and will often times give them the benefit of the doubt unless they have shown they aren't deserving of it. She can also be incredibly jealous and possessive of those she cares deeply for, and is often opinionated on many different things. She also, given her background as a police dog, is a very focused and dedicated worker, with little tolerance for funny business of any sort once on the job. Hera is sharply intelligent with a quick wit; her sense of humor tends to be sarcastic and biting. At the same time, however, she is also known to be fiercely loyal and caring, almost motherly, to those she cares deeply for. Though it seems like an odd combination, the love she does show is, in reality, what one would call "tough love".
Relationships: Lad: Though Hera naturally has some respect for him, as he is her Alpha, she doesn't like Lad at all. Perhaps it's due to their many similarities. Anyway, they don't get along very well, and she often times finds herself holding her tongue when engaging him in conversation. She would be willing to challenge him one day, if the opportunity were to ever arise. Brimstone: Hera gets along better with her Beta. Their personalities clash less, since he's somewhat less outspoken than Lad is. They're not best friends by any means, however, but they are on friendly terms. She is definitely more loyal to him than she is to her Alpha, and will be more likely to support his stances on things. Beau: Hera has little respect for the Watch Captain, given his unshakable loyalty to Lad. They don't interact much or get along well due to this.
Offspring: n/a
Habits: When provoked or disrespected, Hera has a tendency to get aggressive and snap at the aggressor, especially if it's an inferior. She will also curse, if she's not driven to attack right away, but generally is mostly clean-mouthed. Besides this, she has few bad habits. She was raised in a far too disciplined environment to develop them.
Distinctive Characteristics: Her defining personality characteristic is her vengeful and vindictive personality. Physically, she is known for her strength and endurance during the hunt. She is an expert hunter and tracker with keen hearing, sight, and smell, and she derives much of her personal pride and pack respect for this.
Other: Hera was raised as a police dog and was trained from practically the time she could walk. In the force, she was respected and revered for her abilities and loyalty to her partner; however, she did not have a personal relationship with any of her human handlers. It was simply one of business--they didn't mean much to her other than a business partner. She was used at the beginning of the epidemic to help quell riots and find missing people, but eventually, her handler succumbed to the illness. In her dying breaths, she set Hera free of her harness and leash, and she's been on her own, seeking a community, ever since.
The Prompt:
Breathe in. Breathe out. Do not give yourself away.
The White Shepherd repeated this mantra to herself as she laid low in a copse of trees, keeping her body low and parallel to the ground, her ears flattened backwards. She was well aware that her coloration would easily alert the doe ahead of her to her whereabouts, so she took extreme precaution to take this hunt slowly. Firstly, she made sure that she stayed downwind of her prey; committing this error would be a beginner's mistake, and one that she could not afford at the moment. She hadn't eaten anything except a rabbit for the past week, ever since her handler died, so she was close to desperation. She could barely contain her watering mouth as she patiently stalked this deer, but the whole time, she reassured herself that this brief suffering would be well worth it soon.
Hera crept forward at a painfully slow pace, moving with so much caution that the fur on her belly brushed the ground beneath her, and her paw steps barely made a sound--all the while she kept her deadly gaze fixed firmly on the deer. After about thirty or forty seconds, she finally closed the distance between her and her prey to a couple meters, and then waited. The doe ate grass and flicked flies away with its absurdly large ears, blissfully unaware of her doom.
Then the dog leaped out of the undergrowth.
The kill was swift; Hera was one to show mercy, so she pinned the doe and quickly snapped her neck in her jaws, holding the bite until the last of her cries has subsided, and the forest was silent again. She then ate until she was full, the doe's bright blood staining her pelt, tail wagging in both joy and pride at this accomplishment as she let herself indulge. Fresh meat and blood tasted so much better than those dry kibble pellets she had lived off of for so long, and she wondered to herself how she could have tolerated their dry taste for so many years. In that moment, she decided that the hunt would be the next thing she dedicated herself to.
~ ☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ~
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 6:40:41 GMT -5
OK, thank you! I'll finish my forms up tonight.
Edit: My forms are now done! If there are any problems then I will gladly make the changes.) All of your forms looked great! I loved the nostalgic audition prompt you had there I'll add them to the main page when I can. (Later today, probably) You can start roleplaying!
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☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ
"sunday" // ♐ // enfp // just trying to survive senior year
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Post by ☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ on Oct 5, 2016 19:15:17 GMT -5
finally completed Hera's forms. please let me know if there's anything I need to change! and, apologies for my rather short response to the prompt. perhaps my muse isn't quite where it needs to be today :'^/ also, is it alright that I assumed the relationships between Hera and the other high-ranks, even if they haven't interacted in the roleplay yet?
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 20:00:15 GMT -5
finally completed Hera's forms. please let me know if there's anything I need to change! and, apologies for my rather short response to the prompt. perhaps my muse isn't quite where it needs to be today :'^/ also, is it alright that I assumed the relationships between Hera and the other high-ranks, even if they haven't interacted in the roleplay yet? Those are all typical, and not engaging their character to change their personality. Hera's not liking Lad and Beau are ok, since there are bound to be conflicts. Also, I'm all right with Brimstone being slightly friendlier than neutral to her. Your forms are accepted.
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 20:02:08 GMT -5
Please however choose a color for me to display your characters and your info under character and member tracker.
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☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ
"sunday" // ♐ // enfp // just trying to survive senior year
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Post by ☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ on Oct 5, 2016 20:08:21 GMT -5
raaaadical. thank you so much! and perhaps, this color?
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 20:11:04 GMT -5
raaaadical. thank you so much! and perhaps, this color? Could you perchance give me the hex code? (The 6 digit code that makes a color)
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☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ
"sunday" // ♐ // enfp // just trying to survive senior year
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Post by ☀ sᴜɴᴘᴀᴛʜ on Oct 5, 2016 20:12:27 GMT -5
yikes, sorry. here you go: 91e7d6
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 20:13:41 GMT -5
thanks. I'll add you now.
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Post by lozi on Oct 5, 2016 20:33:58 GMT -5
Future Breeds: Akita - Unplanned Airedale Terrier - Patroller Basenji - Sentinel Rhapsody: French Bulldog - Dredge Great Dane - Unplanned (Definitely a lower rank to reduce overpoweredness, no worries you guys ) Sheltie - Unplanned
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Oct 7, 2016 14:16:24 GMT -5
Color: 3B115F
For the prompt do I have to do one for every character or just one for all of them? Name- Pandora Age- 5 years Birthday- January first Horoscope- Aquarius Gender- Female Breed- Malamute Rank- healer Sexual Orientation- straight DESCRIPTION Height- 23 inches Weight- 70lbs Build- lean and sturdy with plenty of underlying muscle that is rarely seen. Her breed was bred for power and endurance and she is just that with a delicate strength hidden beneath waves of fur. Scent- Natural forest/ herbal scents Walk- gentle with a slight bounce in each step as if exited about something Run- a sort of lope. She is quick when bounding short distances but slower when over longer stretches. Mutations (e.g. albinism): Hetero-chromia Deformities (e.g. splayed paw): Slight case of hip-displaysia which is common for her breed. Appearance- She has the normal husky-like body pattern with a red "saddle" and white underbelly. Her ears are rounded slightly at the tops with little tufts of white fur on the tips. Pandora's tail is curled and feathery. Her eyes are startlingly lovely to look at; one eye is deep brown and the other is a radiant golden amber. Her mother always said her eye was gold before she looked into the heavens just after her birth- she was born stillborn and somehow managed to fight for her life. She has a claw mark on her shoulder that is hidden by mounds of fur. Relationships- Pandora was born to Alaska (mother) and Ceasar (father). She has a sister named Delta and a brother named Archer Offspring- she gave birth to a small litter of four when she was four years old but they were sold to other humans once they were weaned. Habits- Pandora is extremely particular of how things are organized. She is also terribly stubborn and spunky. But underneath all that she is gentle and has an amazing ability to remain calm during chaotic situations. When it comes down to her pack's well being, she's a big "Mama Bear" and will do anything for them. Pandora is fun-loving, passionate, kind, and hopeful. She loves to laugh, always sees the bright side in things, and will do anything for anyone no matter what's going on in her own life.Distinctive Characteristics- Pandora's voice is certainly distinctive. She has a thick northern Alaskan accent. Her vowel sounds are exaggerated as are her R's.Other~Morningglory~*Note that does not need to be included into the form: I may eventually bring Archer into the rp Name- LibertyAge- 5 yearsBirthday- September fifthHoroscope- VirgoGender- femaleBreed- Italian greyhoundRank- hunterSexual Orientation-straightDESCRIPTION Height - 14lbsWeight - 13lbsBuild - She has the typical slender build of her breed. She is delicate and fragile due to her thin bones and small body. Scent - The scent of a fireplace burning.Walking gait- High stepping and delicate like a horseRunning gait- She runs with a double-suspension gallop and can reach a top speed of 25mph. Altered: nopeInfertile: nopeMutations (e.g. albinism): nopeDeformities (e.g. splayed paw): nopeAppearance - Liberty looks exactly like a dog of her breed. She has a delicate body and slender build. She is a pale brown with a white chest and belly, white stockings on all legs, a white muzzle/ stripe down between her eyes, and a white tip on her tail. Her whip-like tail is bend slightly due to breaking it. She has big, almond-colored eyes. Relationships - Mother- Rose, Father- unknown. Offspring - noneHabits - Liberty is fun-loving, passionate, kind, and hopeful. She loves to laugh, always sees the bright side in things, and will do anything for anyone no matter what's going on in her own life. She is very kind to others and will talk to everyone- especially if they look lonely. She can sometimes be spunky and scatterbrained which gets her into trouble. Liberty is very gentle- much like a mother is with her kits. However, she's not afraid of barking orders to cats. Liberty has a terrible fear of water as she nearly drowned once as a puppy. Other - Due to her build, she is a great hunter. She hunts mostly by sight due to her incredible sense of sight.~Morningglory~
(For reference this is my dog Reesie and she is who Liberty is meant to look like: Name Fortissimo Age -4 Birthday - June seventh Horoscope - gemini Gender - male Breed - American pitbull- rednose variation Rank - patrol Sexual Orientation - straight DESCRIPTION Height - 19 in Weight - 60lbs Build - He is a solid mass of muscle Scent - warm leather Gait Walk - he walks with the typical bull-dog waddle. He's such a big dog and a solid mass that the earth almost shakes with his walk. Run - he runs with a heavy bounding gait at a top speed of 25mph Altered: no Infertile: no Mutations (e.g. albinism): no Deformities (e.g. splayed paw): no Appearance - Fortissimo is large, strongly built dog. He is a chocolate brown in color with white points on his legs, tail-tip, and chest. His almond-shaped eyes are a bright blue. True to his breed, Fortissimo's nose is a russet color. Relationships - unknown Offspring - he sired one litter but didn't get to meet his children Habits - Fortissimo is fun-loving and always eager to please. He cares for others, especially pups, and will do anything to protect his pack. ~Morningglory~
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Post by lozi on Oct 8, 2016 13:00:11 GMT -5
You only have to do one prompt.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Oct 8, 2016 13:29:29 GMT -5
Ok cool. I'll get working on that
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 13, 2016 20:03:10 GMT -5
Name: Amber Byname(s): None Age: 6 years and 2 months Birthday: July 30 Horoscope: Leo Gender: female Breed: German shepherd Rank: Patroller Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual "Straight"
DESCRIPTION Height: 24 inches Weight: 65 pounds Build: Muscular, yet lithe Scent: Gunpowder and roses Gait: A steady and graceful trot Walk: A confident strut Run: A graceful and powerful leap and push, fast and effective Altered: Yes Infertile: No, she's altered Mutations (e.g. albinism): None Deformities (e.g. splayed paw): None
Appearance: Amber is long-haired and fluffy, making her look larger than she actually is. Her fur is reddish-brown with dark brown streaks. The feminine's eyes are amber. She is lithe, yet very muscular. Her nose is chocolate-colored, as well as her paw pads and ear tips, and tail-tip. She has a claw-mark on her shoulder. Personality: Amber is tough and fierce. She is hot-headed and stubborn, quick to anger and aggression when annoyed, and when other dogs are rude and mean towards her. She will snap and say mean things when she is angry, even to those who didn't do much if they annoy her the slightest. The molly is kind and caring to those she knows and loves, but shy and wary of those new to her. She is brave and cunning, leaping into danger within a heartbeat to protect innocents and her friends and packmates. She is intelligent, but forgets to think sometimes before her bigmouth says things. She doesn't like being bossed around, or being told to shut up. The feminine is quite talkative once she gets to know you. Relationships: None, but open to discussion Offspring: Can't have offspring since she has been altered Habits: She tends to ramble on and on and not seem to ever shut up when with friends. Distinctive Characteristics: She is red-brown, uncommon in her breed. Other: She is a former Canine officer for the police of the city. ~Stormheart123~
Prompt: Amber walked through the deserted city. She kept her ears pricked and eyes open, alert for possible signs of danger and distress. The former officer sniffed around the edge of the territory, marking the borders as she walked. The feminine her a deep bark. she looked up to see a Doberman Pinscher heading straight for her. Amber growled and bared her fangs. "Halt!" she commanded, her voice rang out with authority. "This is my pack's territory, step over the line, and I rip your pelt off," she barked, baring her canines once-more. The doberman laughed. "I can go where I please pet, and don't think you can stop me from crossing your precious border," she sneered, stepping over the line. Amber bristled her pelt with anger, her amber eyes were fiery pits of rage. "You shouldn't of done that," she growled. The doberman shook her head. "Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?" Amber snarled. "You asked for it mutt!" The feminine sank her fangs into the doberman's rear. The doberman let out a screech of pain and bit Amber's leg. Amber bore her teeth deeper into the doberman's rear, and then bit the other dog's muzzle. The doberman cried out before biting at Amber's legs. Amber sank her teeth into her opponent's tail and pulled hard. The doberman let out a screech of fury before aiming for Amber's throat. Amber leapt out of the way, and her enemy slammed into hard concrete. Amber seized her chance to pin down her enemy while she was in a vulnerable position, and wrapped her jaws around the defeated dog's neck. "Do you yield?" she growled softly to the doberman. "Never!" her enemy snarled with rage. Amber snarled and wrapped her jaws tighter around the doberman's neck to make it hard for her to breath. "Do you yield?" she repeated, louder this time. The doberman sighed and grew limp. "Yes, I yield, you win mutt." Amber growled and let go of the other dog's neck. "That's officer to you, now leave before I tear out your vocal cords. The doberman narrowed her eyes into a glare of pure hatred before turning tail, and running deeper into the city. With a satisfied grunt, Amber headed back to camp, head held high, eyes gleaming with pride. She had fulfilled her duty as a patroller, and now she would report the border skirmish to her superiors. The feminine looked back, still seeing the other dog running, covered in serious wounds that would leave permanent scars. That ought to teach her to mess with me, she thought happily as she returned to camp.
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Post by lozi on Oct 13, 2016 20:10:42 GMT -5
Stormheart Your forms have been accepted! ||
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 13, 2016 20:13:51 GMT -5
(Awesome! Thank you! I will make the medic tomorrow, I have to go to bed in 17 minutes )
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 13, 2016 20:15:00 GMT -5
Here's a picture of her
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2016 18:25:42 GMT -5
Name Woodrow
Byname(s) Woody (Safeguarded & close friends)
Age 3 yrs.
Birthday November 1st, 2013
Horoscope Scorpio
Gender M
Breed Maltese/Yorkshire terrier mix (not a ‘teacup’ or ‘designer’ type, but a larger, rougher variant)
Rank Patrol Captain
Sexual Orientation Homosexual
Alignment: Chaotic Good
DESCRIPTION Height: 10 in. (Maltese trait) Weight: 13 lbs (Maltese trait) Build: Torso is stocky, wiry, legs are long and robust Scent: Dewy leaves & forest undergrowth GAIT Walk: Steady trot Run: Clumsy jog Stalk: Catlike prowl Altered: Yes Infertile: No Mutations (e.g. albinism): N/A Deformities (e.g. splayed paw): N/A
APPEARANCE Woodrow has a robust torso, with a deep, voluminous chest and moderately long legs with longer–than–normal hair covering the “elbows”. His coat is shaggy and wavy, curly in a few places, and grows very rapidly, to the point where he will sometimes have to bite it off in order to manage it. His densely-packed undercoat is a creamy shade of white, while the loose, billowy outer fur is pigmented with pale shades of cream, brown, tan and white, with coarser dark brown hairs ticking and brindling many spots. He has two tufts of fur protruding from above each of his eyes like eyebrows and exceptionally long, black eyelashes. His ears are loose and floppy and will grow hair in a poodle-like way, while the contours of his snout and chin are obstructed by his trademark “goatee” and moustache. The sides of his face are covered with splayed hairs that give his head a strangely dinner plate–like shape, while the skull and snout are somewhat narrow, albeit not very, underneath. Woodrow has stiff, black whiskers growing on various places including his chin, cheeks, and “brow tufts” (eyebrows), and his nose and eyes are both black. His claws are largely melanistic, although one or two are either a pale tan or a snail shell brown. His paw pads, or “footpads,” are weathered and brown, with faint hints of black and pink in some places, and the paws themselves resemble “cat feet,” meaning they are relatively compact, albeit covered with shaggy fur, which gives them the appearance of “hare feet.” The underside, or downward-facing side of his curly tail is lined with feathery white plumages, giving it a “plumed” appearance.
PERSONALITY Stalwart—You can trust Woodrow to be honest and loyal, although he is often (unintentionally) unreliable.
Arrogant—Woodrow is arrogant, not in a rude, sniveling way, but in a way that comes naturally to him. In spite of this, he is a good–intentioned dog and would never wrong anyone, at least not intentionally.
Resourceful—Woodrow is a good food scavenger, often eating berries, blossoms, carrion, and leaves. And, although he isn’t exactly smart, he has a knack for invention and innovation, always forging new mechanisms that help him to survive in the harsh new world he has found himself in.
Pessimistic—Since the Epidemic, Woodrow has begun to fear the worst for every situation. The change in environment seems to have taken a toll on him, for better or for worse.
Gregarious—Woodrow is sociable, to say the least. He is merely companionable once you get used to him, but he is otherwise a crazed maniac who longs despairingly for the security of companionship.
Hyperactive—Woodrow is manic, to say the least. He will often burst into running spells without warning, and thus you will often see him tearing frenziedly about, as well as hear his frantic panting. These spells may last up to an hour. Other spells include, but are not limited to, writhing and squirming around and abruptly tackling others.
Over–trusting—Woodrow is, unfortunately, given to trusting others without thinking twice. This may be due to either his innocence or his intuitiveness.
Innocent—Woodrow is innocent and virtuous. He hardly ever swears and is slow to raise his voice, though he will lower it if he is angered, a rare happening.
Ungenerous—In spite of his otherwise good quality, Woodrow lacks generousness. He is slow to share and is inclined protect his food and other belongings from other dogs, whether friend or foe.
Unskilled—Woodrow is unlearned in most fields of knowledge, with the exception of sniffing out prey and intruders.
Immature—Woodrow is best known for hispuppyish quality, which shows in his hyperactivity.
Intuitive—Woodrow relies on his instinct, which is almost always inaccurate. This means he has a lot of fallacies and is inclined to misinterpret things. Some label him as unintelligent because of this, which may or may not be true—he has a record for injudiciousness.
Forgiving—Woodrow forgives others too easily. He’s always willing to give others a second chance.
Slow to anger—It takes a lot to upset Woodrow, much less irritate or anger him. He has almost zero pet peeves, although he might have a few that he hasn’t discovered yet.
RELATIONSHIPS Lad—Woodrow avoids Lad but sometimes tries (unavailingly) to either butter him up or flirt with him. Brimstone—Woodrow is downright afraid of Brimstone and will avoid him entirely. Rhapsody—Woodrow sympathizes with Rhapsody and often comforts her but cannot resist the opportunity to flaunt his dominance over her. Hera—Woodrow dislikes Hera, with his contrasting personality clashing harshly with hers. He does not doubt she is a better Hunt Captain than he ever could be, in spite of his sharp terrier senses, but he otherwise hates her personality, and is sometimes inclined to bicker with the other, larger dog, in spite of her higher status. Blitz—Woodrow gets along well with Blitz, and considers her a good friend. Lubov—Woodrow likes Lubov but is too intimidated by her to socialize with her. Cherry—Woodrow likes Cherry and considers her a friend. Parker—Woodrow detests Parker for his aggression. Brae—Woodrow dislikes Brae and is annoyed by her dismissiveness.
Offspring N/A
Habits He will “moonwalk,” or walk backward, when fearful or impatient. This gesture is often accompanied by him lowering himself onto his haunches and rising back up again repetitiously.
Distinctive Characteristics Puffy fur covering face, giving his visage a chunky (and rather cute) appearance Curly, plumed tail
BACKSTORY Woodrow once belonged to a newlywed couple, Phoebe and Petra. Woodrow had been named by his first fosterer for his “facial hair,” and Phoebe, who had wanted to re–name him Fluffy-Boo, agreed to keep the name only because it would have been cruel to change it after the dog had been called Woodrow for all his life. Woodrow lived with Petra and Phoebe for only two years, having spent the first of his three years switching from foster home to foster home. He enjoyed his time with him while it lasted, however, and vice versa, even though Woodrow was constantly pestering his two Safeguarded for food and for walks in the local park. The two perished hand in hand, and Woodrow had no choice but to leave the rural neighborhood in search of new Safeguarded. It was instinct that compelled him to do this: He had always been intuitive through and through, and he was confident that instinct could never fail him. It was only shortly after worming through the hole in the fence for the last time, hopelessly confused, however, that Woodrow discovered that there were no People left. All alone in the streets of the conurbation, dark, deserted alleyways surrounding him, promising death, Woodrow believes that he must either live an individualistic life or suffer a death in vain. But there could possibly be another way, he soon discovers. He can sense other dogs nearby, and, being hopelessly gregarious, he proceeds to weed them out from the jumble of odors the metropolis has to offer—only to discover that there are more dangers out there than he thought . . .
Other Woodrow has an unusually wide vocal range, from Wookiee–like growling sounds to baying barks. When alarmed or alert, he will give very loud, fluent barks, while he will bark more quietly (and more annoyingly) when impatient or needy. His alert–growls are lower and more gravelly, while the aforementioned Wookiee sounds are husky, throaty and high–pitched, and will usually accompany his impatient–barks.
PASSWORD: Woodrow prowled along the borders, sifting scents from air with ease. It seemed to a subconscious part of him that duty–time was the only time he was ever quiet. Usually rambunctious, he had acquired a knack for acting actually civilized after myriad beatings and scorns from his superiors. He was now the Patrol Captain, no longer the rowdy, browbeaten—sometimes literally beaten—terrier as whom he was normally known. On duty, he was Woodrow, satrap, commander, but he was otherwise a dog called “Woody”: rambunctious, unrefined, and uncowed. “Come on,” he demanded in a muted whisper, and his underlings obeyed.
~Screen Name~ @mongrel
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Post by lozi on Oct 14, 2016 18:31:50 GMT -5
@mongrel I'm going to take the part about Parker out, because I decided his aggression didn't fit into his character. ||
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2016 18:34:23 GMT -5
@mongrel I'm going to take the part about Parker out, because I decided his aggression didn't fit into his character. || Alright. Just make sure not to leave any random letters.]]
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Post by lozi on Oct 14, 2016 18:41:52 GMT -5
Color code?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2016 18:56:31 GMT -5
A neon yellow that preferably contrasts with the blue.
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 14, 2016 22:06:18 GMT -5
Name: Honey Byname(s): None Age: 3 and a half years Birthday: September 6 Horoscope: Virgo Gender: female Breed: Golden Retriever Rank: Illness medic Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
DESCRIPTION Height: 21 inches Weight: 64 pounds Build: Lithe and nimble Scent: Honey, sugar, and a hint of cinnamon. Gait: Fast-paced trot Walk: Confident strut Run: Low to the ground, covers normal distance with long legs Altered: No Infertile: No Mutations (e.g. albinism): None Deformities (e.g. splayed paw): None
Appearance: Honey is a thick-furred, honey-colored, female Golden Retriever with hazel eyes. Her legs are quite long and help her make up in speed for what she lacks in strength. The feminine is medium in size. She has a clawmark on her shoulder. Personality: Honey is calm and gentle. She is compassionate towards others, and wants the help them as best as she can. The Molly is very kind and caring, willing to listen to a dog's problems and try to help solve them, or just give someone a shoulder to cry on. She is always willing to give advice to those who need it. Honey will speak out against injustice, unfairness, cheating, and bullying. She can get angry sometimes when no one listens to her. The feminine is quite talkative to those willing to listen. Relationships: None Offspring: None Habits: She twitches her ears when annoyed. Distinctive Characteristics: Her fluffy tail and legs. Other: Her owner was a vet, and she learned many things by watching her owner through her kennel in the room. ~Stormheart123~
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Oct 15, 2016 10:04:16 GMT -5
Here is my prompt. I chose to do Liberty)
A small shape moved through the forest. The long, slender body wound effortessly between the foliage. She had her nose to the ground, eyes alert for any motion, and her ears straining to detect the slightest sound as she hunted. Her belly rumbled, as if she needed a reminder of how hungry she was. Liberty had been on her own for just under a fortnigt since her human died and it was certainly taking it's toll on her. She was naturally thin but now, she was much thinner than she should have been. Liberty was a decent hunter but the only things she could find and catch on her own were small rodents that weren't big enough to fill her belly. Liberty spotte a mouse and crept forrward as she stalked it. She pounced and cursed loudly as she missed and the mouse scuttled away into the leaves. "Keep trying," the small dog whispered to herself, "you'll get there." It wasn't long before she came across a rabbit. She crouched and leaped. The rabbit took off with Liberty hard on it's heels. She leaped and caught it, killing it with a quick bite.
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Post by lozi on Oct 15, 2016 12:18:27 GMT -5
*MorningGlory* Your prompt is accepted. I will add your forms when I can.
Stormheart Honey is accepted.
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Post by lozi on Oct 15, 2016 12:20:49 GMT -5
StormheartI'm going to need a color code.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Oct 15, 2016 12:24:16 GMT -5
yay!
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 15, 2016 13:45:10 GMT -5
Thank you!
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 15, 2016 13:45:48 GMT -5
Violet
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Post by Stormheart on Oct 20, 2016 17:11:04 GMT -5
Can my characters please be added to the main page?
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