Post by heather on Jan 23, 2010 22:26:23 GMT -5
Name: Havoc
Age: 4 years/four summers
Rank or Location (Blood Alley, The Resistance, House-dog, Death Crowd or stray): Death crowd leader
Sex: female
Breed: A cross between a Doberman and a Grey Hound
Theme Song (optional): Sweet Dreams
Description: She is a very lean, but tall dog, towering over most. She is very pretty, and has long, lean legs, with muscle visible from under her fur. She has powerful paws, with long, scrapping claws. She has cropped ears, with a Dobermans face, and a Greyhounds body. She has a medium length tail, and a long, lean body.
Fur - She has short, shiny fur, toned in a solid black, with rusty orange Doberman design.
Eyes - She has hazel/silver eyes, with blue flints mixed in., with long, pretty eye lashes.
Distinctive Markings - She has two darker ginger up side down tear like marks under her eyes. She has a white band around each ankle, and one scar across her shoulders.
Personality:
Havoc is often cold and distant, her eyes showing nothing, but the rare times they do, they light with an insane fire. She can be unfair at times, but is very persuasive, and tends to manipulate dogs. When there is a new comer, or someone she finds great value in, she puts on a show of being loving, proud and manipulating. She is very witty when it comes to deception. She has a heart of ice, but there is a bit of caring in there somewhere. She has a strong control over her gang.
Strengths: She is very fast, and can jump very, very high, and is very witty with battle strategies, and has a killer bite.
Weaknesses: She isn’t as strong as many dogs, and is very snappy, winning her many enemies, besides the ones she already has.
History:
Havoc’s father, a Greyhound, was walking the streets, when he met a lovely Doberman. They fell in love quickly, until one day, she said they were expecting kits. They were over joyed, and they lived happily for a while, until the day Havoc’s mother was captured. Her father looked hard, but never found her, and her mother gave birth to her in the pound. The caretakers were fond of her, and made sure she got a home quickly. She had a strong bond with her mother, but was still happy to go. When she was old enough to run away, she did just that. She was found by a small group of dogs that helped her and took care of her. One day, a stray from the shelter came to them, and told Havoc, formally named Angel, because her mother thought of her as a blessing, that her mother had given birth again, but not by will. She went into a rage, and killed the dog, but found the fathers name, and the pups. She hated Akira, finding her the cause for her mothers suffering, and vowed to make her like a living hell. She took over the group, and renamed herself Havoc, and gathered more dogs until there was a respectable amount.
Roleplay sample:
Havoc opened her lifeless eyes to the ever lasting blackness the church provided. She heard the murmur of even breaths that escaped their thin, lean bodies. She stayed silent as she got to her paws, her eyes half lidded. She stepped around the dogs, her followers, and finally reached the doors, only a sliver of light slipping through the crack in between. She pushed them both open with a loud creek, the hinges squeaking with their old age, and dogs grumbled harshly as the light met their faces. “Wake up!” She boomed. The dogs got to their paws and she nodded in a dull satisfaction. She trotted out into the light, and the unruly vines and weeds that her home provided. She walked down the steps, and stood in the grass, finding a few scraps. “Come eat!” She called over her shoulder. The dogs ate their small share, and then bounced away. She looked at three dogs and quickly made a patrol, going to get more food. She set them off with a sharp bark, and off they dashed. She looked in the Blood Alley’s direction, and spite filled her, just as the Resistance did.
Age: 4 years/four summers
Rank or Location (Blood Alley, The Resistance, House-dog, Death Crowd or stray): Death crowd leader
Sex: female
Breed: A cross between a Doberman and a Grey Hound
Theme Song (optional): Sweet Dreams
Description: She is a very lean, but tall dog, towering over most. She is very pretty, and has long, lean legs, with muscle visible from under her fur. She has powerful paws, with long, scrapping claws. She has cropped ears, with a Dobermans face, and a Greyhounds body. She has a medium length tail, and a long, lean body.
Fur - She has short, shiny fur, toned in a solid black, with rusty orange Doberman design.
Eyes - She has hazel/silver eyes, with blue flints mixed in., with long, pretty eye lashes.
Distinctive Markings - She has two darker ginger up side down tear like marks under her eyes. She has a white band around each ankle, and one scar across her shoulders.
Personality:
Havoc is often cold and distant, her eyes showing nothing, but the rare times they do, they light with an insane fire. She can be unfair at times, but is very persuasive, and tends to manipulate dogs. When there is a new comer, or someone she finds great value in, she puts on a show of being loving, proud and manipulating. She is very witty when it comes to deception. She has a heart of ice, but there is a bit of caring in there somewhere. She has a strong control over her gang.
Strengths: She is very fast, and can jump very, very high, and is very witty with battle strategies, and has a killer bite.
Weaknesses: She isn’t as strong as many dogs, and is very snappy, winning her many enemies, besides the ones she already has.
History:
Havoc’s father, a Greyhound, was walking the streets, when he met a lovely Doberman. They fell in love quickly, until one day, she said they were expecting kits. They were over joyed, and they lived happily for a while, until the day Havoc’s mother was captured. Her father looked hard, but never found her, and her mother gave birth to her in the pound. The caretakers were fond of her, and made sure she got a home quickly. She had a strong bond with her mother, but was still happy to go. When she was old enough to run away, she did just that. She was found by a small group of dogs that helped her and took care of her. One day, a stray from the shelter came to them, and told Havoc, formally named Angel, because her mother thought of her as a blessing, that her mother had given birth again, but not by will. She went into a rage, and killed the dog, but found the fathers name, and the pups. She hated Akira, finding her the cause for her mothers suffering, and vowed to make her like a living hell. She took over the group, and renamed herself Havoc, and gathered more dogs until there was a respectable amount.
Roleplay sample:
Havoc opened her lifeless eyes to the ever lasting blackness the church provided. She heard the murmur of even breaths that escaped their thin, lean bodies. She stayed silent as she got to her paws, her eyes half lidded. She stepped around the dogs, her followers, and finally reached the doors, only a sliver of light slipping through the crack in between. She pushed them both open with a loud creek, the hinges squeaking with their old age, and dogs grumbled harshly as the light met their faces. “Wake up!” She boomed. The dogs got to their paws and she nodded in a dull satisfaction. She trotted out into the light, and the unruly vines and weeds that her home provided. She walked down the steps, and stood in the grass, finding a few scraps. “Come eat!” She called over her shoulder. The dogs ate their small share, and then bounced away. She looked at three dogs and quickly made a patrol, going to get more food. She set them off with a sharp bark, and off they dashed. She looked in the Blood Alley’s direction, and spite filled her, just as the Resistance did.
