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We will fight. Fight for our freedom!
Ever since the year 2008 the government have tried to rid of the apparent 'dangerous' breed which was also known as the Pit Bull, for many years they tried their hardest making laws harder to follow and even cross breeds would be euthanized from their loving familys - even if they weren't aggressive. Not one dog of this breed or mixed with this breed were safe, they were singled out from any other dog around, even the actual dangerous dogs. Despite some reports coming in saying there had been more terrier and retriever attacks than from the Pits the government were still set on ridding this breed. Once a true breed to America and now nothing more than a dog awaiting its death, hated in many countries because of what reports have said and what programmes on television would say about this apparent aggressive breed. Many people would make petitions to save their dogs that for no reason would be taken away from them just because they were a Pit Bull, loved family pets would be torn away from their families and never seen again - a life would be lost for no reason. But some how few people managed to keep Pit Bulls as pets, hidden away in secret until the day they died, it was a mystery how they done it but somehow they managed. Not one dog was safe, somehow they were caught off and would be killed, which angered many people, but the government didn't care.
As the years went on despite all the Pits that were being put to sleep many people wanted them even more, but this time it wasn't as a loving family pet. Those who had Pit Bulls and loved them with all their heart would send them off to a Pit Bull rescue or a sanctuary where they would live out their lives until death, but sadly some weren't fast enough and were euthanized, after that the Pit Bull was no longer a pet in many different countries. Being labelled a dangerous and disallowed dog more gang members seemed to want the dogs to get a labelle on the streets but to also look more rough and tough with a Pit, some even trained up and summoned the dogs into fighting. Despite the few weeks of the Pit Bull population going down at had quickly risen again, now along with the number of attacks. Being trained up to fight and be aggressive the dogs didn't know better and would often attack citizens or their pets whether they escaped their home or out with an owner. This continued until the government got sick.
It hit the year 2025 when the governments tolerance levels had sunk. With the amount of attacks now rocketing up as well as the amount of Pit Bull fights the animal society's stopped they decided to put on an official ban. Thanks to a certain number of idiots Pit Bulls had finally been banned in all countries and cities across the world. Not one Pit was safe after this announcement and with family pets being watched as well as the gangs dogs which were closely monitored - if seen with one of these dogs they would instantly be taken and killed. But the law soon seen a use for these dogs and allowed them to live, but not a life of luxury like most dogs - it was the complete opposite. They decided to do the less 'painful' way and stopped killing off this beautiful breed, instead they sent them to a sort of dog prison. Far, far away from the inner city in the middle of no where, a large shabby looking ranch lay - but instead of open fields this ranch had 700 acres of land which was then surrounded by barbed wire fences and at some parts it was electric. This was where all dogs would be going that was on the breed or mixed with the Pit Bull breed. Living out their lives they would be kept like horses, in a barn and they would live inside of the average sized horse stall. Round pens would be used to train the dogs up a long with a few small caged in areas where they would be taken. Dogs were then forced to kill live stock and any animal that managed to wonder in, they would be used for breeding, carrying loads and small carts and pulling cars whilst chained up, some would be beaten and others would be like a canine slave. What ever work they found you could do you would do it. But we won't always be here.
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What you need to know...
Plot:
In this role play you will play the role of a Pit Bull. It is up to you how you wound up here maybe someone caught you and sent you here, maybe you've accidentally ran into this place whilst trying to escape or caught a ride on the wrong truck or even worse, you could have been born here - its entirely up to you. This place you're in has been open for 5 years now bringing you up into 2030, some dogs have been here a while where as others are just arriving. You will live out your life in this horrible, sorrowful place until the day you die. During your time here you will be given many tasks that will help the handlers here, from killing things to pulling loads or making them other pups to torture as they grow - others are just here as a punch bag. Being here is rather hard, some dogs crumble and fall where as some managed to pull through and make the humans lives hell - it all depends on you.
Major Plot:
Later on in this role play I will be allowing the dogs the finally escape and live their lives free after all of the torture, the dogs can either chose to run the wilderness free or venture back to the city - either reuniting with their families or giving the government hell. Maybe you dogs as a group will rebel against the government and finally make the Pit Bull legal once again, or maybe you guys will be sent back to the prison along with future generations to come. You could take on the role of the wolf or take over the city - many years of being locked away could have caused your emotion for your family to change, or it it another town you take over? The governments decisions wouldn't have made the dogs weaker. No, it will only make them stronger. But when you return to the city what you see is now expected, once beautiful but now rubble filled, things smashed and on fire, people hiding and some dead on the floor. An apocalypse had broke out and there's no where to go. Your town is on a fairly large island although only 2 cities/towns are there - your only escape is to swim or hitch a ride on a boat. Its like the hunger games between humans, dogs and zombies. I will note everyone on the main topic board when this will happen, but the first plot will be going on for quite some time first.
Rules:
1~ Please be realistic, use realistic pictures, if you're beaten you'll get wounds, fights you'll get wounds, your character will get exhausted and all that stuff. I don't want anyone going on as if their character is invincible and nothing can effect them. Sorry to disappoint you but most things will effect you. Please just keep it 100% realistic, apart from dogs can speak to one another.
2~ Fights and drama will be encouraged, although it don't want anyone going over the top and causing major scenes along with hogging all the attention - no one likes a mega drama queen. In a fight you are unable to kill another's character without permission and if leading into a fight an argument or something must esculate into the fight - the humans at the 'prison' will sometimes get the dogs to fight as sheer entertainment. Cussing and swearing is allowed, but keep it at a minimum. This role play is probably suitable for 11+ but if your younger and can handle it go ahead.
3~ No god modding, power playing or auto hitting. This is just at times a tad unfair and well everyone knows this kind of gets annoying and encourages arguments from time to time. Romances will be allowed as well as mating, either black out the mating scenes and skip out to afterwards or take it to pm - you are able to act out he birth but please, don't go to in depth.
4~ You will be encouraged to be at least semi-literate, three lines at a low unless you have writers block then this will be al right to go below, but if doing short posts please but enough in for someone to respond to. Also no arguing in OOC please if you have a problem pm me and I will sort it as best i can.
5~ Also, please be active! I hate it when a role play dies because someone fails to post. If you're going to be away inform me and i will give you a recap when you return. Being absent for 2/3 days without telling me or someone who can tell me i will allow us to move on.
6~ If you have any problems or questions feel free to pm me, also have fun and keep an eye out for any updates.
Application
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This role play is created just to show how ridiculous the banning on Pit Bulls is and how they are one of the most loving, caring and loyal dogs around. A beautiful creature and such a gentle creature shouldn't be treat in ways that they are today. I just hope people some day see sense and realise it's people who turn the dogs the way they are. I myself love this wonderful breed.
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Members
Females 3|0 Males
(http://www.caragankennel.com/images/our_dogs/diamond/Diamond_5495.jpg)
Sienna|Bitch|4 years|Pure bred
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Scarlett|Bitch|4 years|Bored Collie
(http://www.americanpitbullkennels.net/images/Main%20Pictures/YUNNAM-DEFAUL-PICTURE.jpg)
kyo|Bitch|3 years|Pure Bred
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"Give me scars, give me pain. then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; There goes a fighter!"
Name: Sienna
Age: 4 years old
Gender: Bitch
Sub-Breed: Pure bred
Personality: Sienna is a beautiful example of the Pit Bull breed. In both looks and temperament, you never really know what you're going to expect with her and many would see her as pretty mysterious. Around humans -now- the only traits she shows is her aggressive and rather grumpy side as well as her huge dose of stubbornness, in an attack she won't show mercy and often leaves the handlers with many wounds. But around dogs she is a lot calmer, sure sometimes she can be aggressive but she doesn't show it as much. Sia isn't one to back down from a challenge and is very competitive. At times she is bitter but is a loyal and protective friend who is always there to help. She also often says what she wants when she wants. Sienna is very unpredictable so you best keep your guard up when around her. Towards most though she will be aggressive and you better consider yourself lucky if you manage to make her as a friend and gain her trust, but if her trust is lost you will have to try your hardest to earn it back. Sia is full of fight and hope, despite the misery lingering through the prison she still has hope and won't give up. Sometimes she will hold grudges and will seek karma on others, which makes her a little hard to deal with - she is prone to getting into fights.
History: This beautiful creature grew up in a loving family home ever since the age of 8 weeks. The family conisted of a small couple known as the Kenton's - Mark and Hannah where their names. They rescued her from a Pit Bull sanctuary that were looking for homes for the many Pits they had rescued and luckily she was one to be given a loving home. But soon after the family adopted and took her home their Chow Chow Bentley kept attacking her so they let her go. At the age of 9 weeks the young pup wounded up in the wrong hands and was used as a bait dog then trained up to be a fighting dog. At the age of 11 months she was sent to a cat and dog shelter for killing one of the humans dogs when in the ring, spending a month in the shelter she was then sent to the prison, where she has been for 4 years now.
Family: None canine family she can remember.
Time Here: 3 years
Job: What ever she's given to do.
Extra:
- Wears a chain
- Has several scars
- Challenging behaviour
- Likes to taunt others
- Very aggressive
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(http://www.savingpets.com.au/wp-content/uploads/Scarlett.jpg)
"Just bear it with a smile. It is your greatest weapon of defiance."
Name: Scarlett
Age: Just turned 4 years old.
Gender: Female/Bitch.
Sub-Breed: Border Collie.
Personality: Scarlett is a dog that was once the perfect pet. She was loyal, obedient and playful. That was until the ban. Now she is shrouded by the darkness of silence, all of her playfulness beaten out of sight. One of the only features that remains of her old self is her hope, something that she treasures to herself and savours it. She can't help but be greatly disliked by humans and canines alike, most lose their patience with her silence and sorrowful obedience. She is, as most would say, broken. With the right amount of kindness and understanding, her old self may be coaxed back; but she is yet to find anyone willing to do so. The only words that now escape her lips are 'yes' and 'no' and the odd sarcastic remark. She is anything but defiant these days, knowing that the more unwilling you are to cooperate, the more beatings you receive. Scarlett often reacts towards threats in a submissive manner; conversing in a corner with her tail between her legs. It is not a trait she is proud of, but she finds it is the smartest way to escape a beating.
History:
Family: No family members she can remember or care about.
Time Here: 1 year, she is still relatively new.
Job: Still being too new to have a fixed job, Scarlett is given the the few jobs that humans can't be bothered with.
Extra:
- She has a few scars running up her hind legs, but most of them are shallow and will heal.
- Scarlett has thicker fur than most PitBulls because of her Collie blood.
- When threatened by other canines, she can and will stand up for herself if there are no humans near by.
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Scarlett is a beautiful dog, you are accepted! One we get a few more members or so we can begin.
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I have updated the 'Major Plot' section so when you have time please check it out.
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(http://www.americanpitbullkennels.net/images/Main%20Pictures/YUNNAM-DEFAUL-PICTURE.jpg)
"Always think for yerself, and let no human control ye or yer actions."
Name - Kyo
Age - 3 in Human Years
Gender - Female, sometimes mistaken for a male.
Sub-Breed - N/A
Personality - Thinks for herself, always rebelling.
History - Born to a captured pitbull in a dull gray pelt, forever having been here and not knowing the outside world. Once bit so deep into a human's leg that she felt the bone, and even the gap in between. This was, of course, one of her rebel moments, and she was whipped many, many times after that until she stole the whip and buried it.
Family - Old pitbull named Kish(Pronounced Keesh), no others that she can remember.
Time Here - Kyo has been here since birth.
Job - (Not sure what this is, so...) Fighter Dog
Extra - Scar on her right shoulder, whip marks on back.
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You're accepted, and the job section is for you to list what jobs your dog will do around the prison e.g. guard, fight, pull loads or anything else that would be relevant. Once we get the genders sort of evened out we can sure begin. Oh and here are a few photos you could use, even though it doesn't fully match your description I guess its the closest I'll get:
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We may start
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Sienna
"Give me scars, give me pain. then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; There goes a fighter!"
The piercing sound of dogs crying and the creaking of the barn door being opened caused the dark Pit to raise her ears, this barking was constant from the 100 plus Pit Bulls that were forced to live here. Some were horrid and some were al right, but the humans were always abusive towards the dogs - it was almost like a prison but 10 times as worse. Sure they always had clean beds and they lived in a horse stall which gave them plenty of food and water, and their diet was kind of al right with dry and wet food - but the constant use of raw, blooded meat caused some of the dogs to go rather insane and incredibly vicious - but they would always be knocked back into place with a severe beating, which could be seen around here daily. Dogs would be forced the breed, fight and work even if they didn't want to - it was all about money to these humans and selling off the dogs secretly for thousands of pounds. This was no place for a dog.
The loud booming voice -which was all to familiar- echoed throught the barn "Get up you mutts, it's time for breakfast then a hard days labour!" the tall, lightly chiselled man called which was soon followed with his haunting cackle. As the dark haired male slowly walked down the middle of the stalls he banged violently on the stalls - the top had been filled with a grid like metal fence to prevent the dogs from getting out. Opening a small latch two chunks of meat would be thrown into each dogs cage, to help build up their strength so they would be good working dogs, but raw meat wasn't always a good idea. The scent of food only caused the dogs to grow more boisterous as they leapt at their cages, but it started to quieten down as the dogs dug into their 'breakfast'.
Remaining in the blanket bed that lay on top of the hay Sienna looked up, the being seemed to have stopped outside her cage and was glaring in - right into the eye of the 'Devil' as some often referred her to. Raising her head Sien glared at the human back and directly into his eyes, her brown eyes that also sometimes appeared red locked onto the man's optics. A ghostly grin crept across the man's face as he watched the small devil carefully, she was known to suddenly launch and often cause the staff a horrible injury - and in the past even death. Taking his eyes off the dog who was sterring at him the man leant down and dipped his hands into the bucket, but when he lifted he was face to face with the large Pit Bull. Sienna had leapt onto the hay bale -which every dog had- at the front of their stall so they could see out. Her lips were curled and her fur stood on end vicious growls escaped her maw as well as saliva forming at the corners of her maw. Jumping the shabby looking man shoved in the food and hurried down the hall.
Allowing her lips to fall back down Sienna watched the man shuffle along miserabley shoving food into the hatches, letting out one last growl the black Pit Bull looked down glaring at the two chunks of meat she had been given - the fresh scent of meat instantly wafting into her snout causing her mouth to water. The she-dogs tail had began to wag slightly as she licked her lips and leapt down from atop the hay bale and beside the two chunks. It only took around five minutes for the black canid to wolf down her breakfast. The hunger she had was now satisfied and she no longer felt the need to eat, or bite anyone - well for now that is. Giving her toned body a violent shake the white chested dog turned and one again leapt onto the hay bale. Remaining standing she glared around the cage area at the few dogs who were also looking out - it would only be half an hour or so until the dogs would start their early work.
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(http://www.americanpitbullkennels.net/images/Main%20Pictures/YUNNAM-DEFAUL-PICTURE.jpg)
"Always think for yerself, and let no human control ye or yer actions."
Kyo snarled at a human who was attempting to force her out of the stall. This was a short threat to the human that signaled that if they didn't stop quickly, they would probably get a broken leg. Of course, the human didn't stop, and Kyo charged quickly and latched onto his leg, wrestling his power away. Her ripping teeth channeled torrents of fury until the man's leg was broken. She inched backwards into the stall, snarling.
About half an hour later, the humans had wrestled her into a small, cruddy arena and she was soon running about the bloody arena after another pitbull. A whip struck her as she ran, and she charged faster, latching onto the other pitbull's tail. There was a whimper, and Kyo tugged the pitbull backwards before landing in dusty grass and sand. The pitbull turned and bit her feet, and she bit back. In a couple of seconds, the pitbulls were in a tangle of a fight. Kyo leapt to avoid a charge, then the other pitbull charged at her as she charged at them, but the other pitbull leapt over her and bit her tail.
After a while, both pitbulls were bloodied and cut, as well as exhausted. She had pinned the other bull by the shoulders and showed it humiliation, and bit at the back of its skull. The human brutally guided both of them out with a whip, and sat them down to wait a short time for the next job to be done as the mosquitoes bit at them.
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Bump?
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"Just bear it with a smile. It is your greatest weapon of defiance."
Despite her exhaustion, sleep never came to Scarlett. She would always curl up into a ball in the corner of her stall and will herself to forget where she was. That was never possible. She knew at some point she would end up collapsing from exhaustion, possibly even leading her to her death, but for now food was enough energy to keep her going. When the time for the daily morning visit from the humans came, Scaelett barely even lifted her head. The only sign of movement she showed was when the chunks of meat were dropped into her cage. Lifting herself up, she managed to pad slowly towards the meat with her tail between her legs. She sniffed at the meat before taking it between her jaws and pulling it over to her corner of the stall.
Once the strength of the meat had filled her, Scarlett licked her paws free from any blood. "Patchy, c'mere." A voice caused her to slowly loft her head in response to the stupid name the humans had given her. She still went by the name Scarlett, but they couldn't know that. They were too ignorant to even bother checking. Slowly, she crawled over to the end for the cage as it was unbolted and opened. Reluctant to leave the safety of her stall, she let out a small whine followed by a sharp kick to the behind. The man grabbed the chain behind her neck and dragged her along the floor despite Scarlett's best attempts at staying put.
The pair soon arrived at the outskirts of the grounds, Scarlett sniffing curiously at the air. The air was cleaner here, lighter than in the stables were the air was heavy with the scent of dogs. "Just wait 'ere for me tae get her partner." He said this as he tied her chain around a post. "Where else could I go?" She muttered to herself, pawing at the post. She hated guard duty, she often received good kicks or even cpbeatings from random passerbys and her guarding partners usually weren't the nicest of dogs.
(One of your characters could be Scarlett's guarding partner if any of you want, or I could just just roleplay her partner.)
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[I guess I could]
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Sienna
"Give me scars, give me pain. then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; There goes a fighter!"
Sienna remained glaring out the front of her cage, few dogs had begun to be dragged from their cages and off to their first job of the day. To her the first job was always the easier many find it harder but to her it was easy, the jobs they would be given later were the more brutal and harsh ones like fighting, hunting and even force breeding which was rather harsh on both the male and the female dogs. Watching across the way Sien watched as a female from across the way was dragged out her stalk and forced into the outdoors, snorting Sienna let out a growl and sat onto her haunches and watched as few dogs continued to be lead out, the larger Pit Bulls always seemed to be fought in the morning and the younger and smaller ones would go later, but luckily she wasn't fighting first today and had a more relaxed job which would be guarding - since she hasn't don't this job in several days.
Watching a plump is man heading her way the black dog filter her head for a moment and narrowed her eyes, he seemed to have a whip tucked down his pants and a thick, heavy chain hanging limply in his hand. Growling, the large female lifted to her paws once again and watched the man carefully as he stopped at her stall door and unloosened the bolts then slowly pulling open the door. "Come on you little Devil!" the light haired male called towards the she dog. Grinning Sienna turned her head to face thevman but didn't move what to ever, her eyes were narrowed and her head was slightly dipped which gave her a rather scary look. Shaking his head the man entered the cage in order to grab the collar but instead received a vicious bite " Gaah you little bastard!! " he yelled as he stumbled out from the stall. Cackling to herself the black dog leapt down from the hay bale and headed out the stall and charged across the yard.
Many humans stopped to yell at the large dog but their commands were ignored as she charged through the land, escaping through holes in fences instead of pushing through gates. Broad paws thudding at the ground Sienna continued her charge across the rough ground, her tail wagging violently behind her and her ears standing on end as she drew nearer to the outskirts where she would do guarding duty. Looking to her left she noticed a car shooting up the road towards the dog - the man in the car having an angry expression on his face. Skidding to a halt Sien watched as a large man stepped out the car and stormed towards her with a whip in his hand, narrowing his eyes as he eyed up the dog.
Standing glaring at the man Sienna allowed her teeth to bare and her eyes narrowed, vicious growls escaping her maw as the man violently grabbed her chain and threw her into a large area that was fenced in but lead around the full farm "You have some balls acting the way you do! " he hissed as he stormed off once again. Rolling her eyes the black dog turned to see another dog not to far off - the she that was seen earlier being dragged out. Chuckling she nodded her head "So, you're my guarding partner?" the dog smiled with a tilt to her head as she examined the black and white dog.
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Name: Cinnamon (workers call my a very stupid name: Tanny)
Age: 2.5 years
Gender: female
Sub breed: purebred
Personality: I'm a strong dog who is always getting beat up by the workers. I also tend to stay away from males. (In the future)
History: my mum and dad were both killed by the workers, they said they were to old and of no use any more. My siblings were treated harshly because one of them had only one eye and the other was missing half of one of it's paws. I was the only one who survived.
Family: they are dead and I haven't made many friends. My mum, dad and siblings are safe and never to face the wrath of the evil workers ever or ever again
Time here: since birth.
Job: Guard (and in the future I will be forced to mate)
Extra: the workers beat me more because they know they killed my family so I hate them.
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You will be accepted but there's just a few things wrong: we aren't in a lab we are in a type of ranch which has been specially made for the Pit Bulls since being banned - there aren't really any scientists more like the Government but they only banned the breed and sentenced them to this ranch. However, there are people (who are NPC's) that can be role-played to give the dogs a beating (which is harsh). But if you just change scientists to the workers and such you will be accepted, also if you need I can tell you how to show your image?
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Thank you and I would like you to tell me know to show and image, but I'm on my kindle
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Your welcome and well its pretty simple to get your image shown, whether you're on a laptop, phone and I'm sure a Kindle. On the link to your image all you need to do is use the code i have given you and put the image link in between the two "][" but here's the code:
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[img]http://ourworldofdogs.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/American_Pitbull_0011.jpg[/img]You can copy that and it should work^
If this works then you should get this:
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Ok thank you so much
This is cinnamon: (http://ourworldofdogs.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/American_Pitbull_0011.jpg)
If it works
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"Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind... Or forgotten."
Name: Temptress
Age: 2 1/2
Gender: Female
Sub-Breed: German Shepherd
Personality: She fights good, but hates fighting.
History: As a pup, she was separated from them and then she was trained to fight. During the 2 years of her life she had fought.
Family: Probably dead.
Time Here: Since she was 3 months old.
Job: Fighter dog.
Extra: None.
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Accepted, you may start! I am waiting for Sherlolly before I go ahead and post also, when I have enough time I'll post an application for a male Pit Bull since none have been applied for.
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"Just bear it with a smile. It is your greatest weapon of defiance."
Scarlett had been sitting in the same spot for a good few minutes when she started to doubt the human would actually come back with her partner. This thought momentarily brought her some relief until the distant thud of paws agains the ground reached her ears. A figure soon came into view followed by another quite a way behind. The first figure was clearly a dog, bounding towards Scarlett at a scarily fast pace. Just as the dog's features were close enough to recognise, a speeding car skidded to a halt in front of the pit bull mix, blocking her view of the scene. Naturally, she pressed her back against the post she was tied to as she lay down.
"So, you're my guarding partner?" The dog seemed nice, Scarlett recognised her as one of the dogs that always fought back. She nodded, her ears plastered to the top of her head. For once, her tail wasn't in between her legs, instead it was gently swaying to and fro, possibly even wagging from the excitement of the past few minutes. "I'm Scarlett." She paused, examining the ground. "Ignore it when they call me Patchy. I don't know where they got it from, but it's not my name." That was possibly the longest sentence she had said in a year. Her ears had perked up slightly to be able to hear the dog's reply, but they were still lowered submissively.
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Sienna
"Give me scars, give me pain. then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; There goes a fighter!"
Hearing the sound of screeching tires the black Pit turned her head, the human seemed to have jumped in his dark colored car and quickly sped off leaving deep tyre tracks in the ground. Rolling her eyes the sight of a small distant movement caught her attention, a masculine figure seemed to be not to far off if the two dogs, he held a stick and would often take a glance at the two canines, she guessed he would be the one who kept an eye on them making sure they done their job properly and obviously to prevent any fights or attempts to escape. Narrowing her brows at the human Sienna allowed a growl to rumble up her throat as she watched the muscular man slowly move around a small spot.
Drawing her attention off if the being not to far away her gaze moved back on to the black and white canine who sat not to far away, the she dog didn't seem very confident and appeared to be showing signs of submission. Did she really look that much of an evil creature? Chuckling to herself light the muscular female allowed her tail to light wqg, her ears folding a little as she relaxed. Running her tongue across her lips Sienna smiled as the dog now known as Scarlett introduced herself. Dipping her head Sien shuffled around a little "Yeah, I know what you mean about the name giving. I'm apparently called the Devil" she told rolling her eyes, the idiots here often gave the dogs names judging in their looks or personality "But my actual name is Sienna" she smiled dipping her head. This was probably the first time in a while Sienna had actually communicated with another canine without at least getting into an argument and even a fight, many would make smart remarks towards her wanting a reaction which she would always give or make fun of her uncle who was brutally killed and her father who was beaten to death which angers the she dog. But this Scarlett dog seemed nice, a little wary and shy but she seemed nice - someone she would surprisingly get along with.
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I was just on my guarding duty with my partner, which was a male. When I saw the whole scene the dog who was standing up for herself. "I wish I was that brave to stand up for myself." The male seemed to hear me even though I was barely even talking aloud. "You know, if you do that you're surely going to get a beating." The male was talking without looking at me. "You're just mad that you're not brave at all." That made him really angry, and he jumped up and started nipping at me so I nipped back. It turned into a fight and the humans were walking over. I saw them coming so I stopped and was whimpering and dodging the bites he threw at me. He had a confused face but continued until the workers came with a whip and was whipping him sometimes it hit me. I was used to the pain. He wasn't, in other words he must be new. So they finally got him away and I could over hear them say, "Little Tanny here need a new partner, let her work alone for the rest of the day and get her a new partner tomorrow." By the time they left I was panting and tired, and also bruised. I was glad I was getting a new partner because I hated that male.
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Just a quick question: Would there still even be breeding programmes if pit-bulls are banned? Wouldn't the humans keep them there to do the dirty work until they just...became extinct?
[I'll edit this into my post]
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[[Well, they are still breeding the Pit Bulls. Certain one's will be kept to help out around the ranch or just purely for the workers entertainment, or they will illegally sell them to people around the world]]
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"Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard"
Name: Tatum
Age: 3 years old
Gender: Dog
Sub-Breed: Pure-bred
Personality: Tatum is a head strong, cocky dog who is rather aggressive, he hates being told what to do and won't sit back for anything. He is very, very stubborn and is down as a dangerous, he takes no mercy and can be rather selfish at times. Towards females and younger dogs Tatum is very caring and gently although he doesn't act to nice but towards males his age he can be rather vicious. Instead of using his head Tatum uses brute strength to get himself out of situations which causes him a hard beating. Really, he is unpredictable and you don't know what youre going to say, but he has a short temper.
History: When he was younger Tatum was used as a bait dog, then when getting older -since he was tougher- his owners began getting him into fighting, breeding and heavy weight pulling - something this large dog done well in. When he reached the age three he was snatched up and sent to the ranch where Pit Bulls are now forced to go.
Family: Cant remember
Time Here: He's new
Job: Fighting, weight pulling and breeding.
Extra:
- Wears a thick, silver chain
- Has several scars
- Stud dog
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It was finally night time and I was tired. When all the dogs were settled down in there stables the workers came and gave us food. When he got to me he saw me growling and in an attack position. I saw him get a whip out but I stayed and continued growling. He took the whip and hit me with it. "Down little Tanny. You want food, now don't you?" I stopped growling and started whimpering waiting for food, "That's better." The man tossed me two pieces of meat and walked off. I ate the meat and curled up on my piece of hay and fell into a dreamless sleep
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(Am I accepted or no? :o)
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[[I am so sorry of course you are accepted, join in whenever! I will post once Sherlolly does]]
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"At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart, but not your life."
The light pelted pit continued growling, barking and gnawing on the metal bars of the cage she was in. Every once in a while, the van would hobble and she would loose her footing and fall onto the cold ground or the humans in the front would yell at her for her constant barking. Eventually the sound of other dogs barking made the pit shut up for once and perk her ears to listen. Just out of the tinted widows, she could see them passing a large metal fence with curved barbwire at the top... And then the van came to a stop.
Sitting in the cage, slightly frightened and ready to attack, the back doors swing open and there stood two men with thick brown gloves on. Grabbing the cage and yanking it out, causing the pit to tumble and growl in response, they carried it into a large building. Inside the building were many humans and a couple dogs on watch. Frowning, Runa lets out a vicious bark at the humans and bares her teeth. The two men carry the cage into another room and drop it on the ground, causing a small whimper to escape the pit's mouth.
The humans around her were talking to each other, but she didn't care. After a couple minutes, they open the door and wrestle Runa out, shoving a metal muzzle over her jaws and hanging a heavy chain from her neck. They force her backwards next to two metal posts with a whip, whipping in front of her. This caused the canine to only get angrier and fight back, growling and barking and trying to lash out at the humans. Finally they hook two other chains to the one around her neck and then hook the ends to the poles she was backed into.
Another human comes to her and starts examining her, she would have tried to attack if it weren't for the tight chains and the muzzle. "Hmm... Aren't you a healthy and gorgeous lookin' dog," the man smiles, patting her stomach. "How old Johnathan?" The man across the room looks up, "Three years. The family got her as a pup and have had her for three years." The other man nods and looks down at her. "Mhm..." he says as she unlatches the muzzle. Right at that chance, Runa uses all her weight to pull against the chains and her teeth latch to the man's shoulder. A pain-filled scream echos through the room as the other two men rip her jaws from the man.
Then a fierce pain hits her back and Runa growls, trying to turn to see the man with the whip. While she was distracted, they attempt to shove the muzzle over her jaws but she pulls her head away and bites the other man's hand. This man screams and hits her on the head as hard as he could but she wasn't letting go. Two other men went to grab her and she lets go and goes for the man to her left, biting down on his forearm. "Would you muzzle that damn beast!" the man with the bleeding hand yells as the man Runa was holding onto kicks her away. And that is when they finally got a muzzle over the pit's mouth.
"I want a muzzle on that thing at all times!" One out of the three uninjured men growls at his workers. "Have fun in your new home Beast," the man says, grabbing Runa's head and forcing her to look at him. With the muzzle on there was nothing she could do but she does give him a cold hard stare. "This won't be a fun life for you." Then he drops her head. The men unhook one of her chains and hold onto the other as they drag her out of the room, of course she was struggling and fighting.
They take her to a large barn filled with the scents of other dogs. Many watched the pit fight and growl. Many watched as they whipped her, kicked her and punched her. But she kept fighting, until she had enough and she collapsed on the floor from pain and exhaustion. The men had to carry her the rest of the way to a small stall in the back with a hard concrete floor and extra protection. Written on the front of the door read the label "VICIOUS" in red. They left her in there and they didn't even take the muzzle off so she could get a drink of water.
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There was barking and yelling. I could also hear growling. I knew there was a new dog, for one there was a new scent. The scent of a new female dog. I could tell she was older than many new dogs, and she was maybe a year older than me, 3 years maybe? I also heard whipping. "Fighting all ready. Such a brave dog." Talking quietly to myself I could hear the pit no more, but I knew she was still living. She must of passed out. The workers were carrying her to a stall next to mine. One of the stalls with a cold hard concrete floor. My stall had normal wooden floor. But at least all the stalls had some hay to sleep on, I hope. The workers finally left. "You're a strong fighter already, huh?" All I could hear from her was a muffled answer, so they put a muzzle on her. "Oh, I'm sorry they put that on your mouth." She gave a small sigh, I stopped talking and went back to the nap I was having before she arrived.
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Tatum
"Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard"
As the van travelled across the rough, uneven ground the large brute sat growling in the corner of his cage, despite the dimmed light coming through the metal bars that were suppose to be a window, the cage still seemed rather dark. The sound of constant yipping from the younger dogs caused the male to grow rather irritated and annoyed, they hadn't shut up throughout the full journey and they were still going at it - not the mention the shitty music the two males were playing from the front end of the care. Sighing, the muscular canid rolled his eyes and allowed himself to lay on the cold, hard surface of his 'cage'. But even laying down was hard, with the van now moving onto a more mountain like terrain Tatum had let out an echoing growl. Most of the dogs went silent and now the music was a lot more clearer, his large frame bobbing up and down as the can moved at a fast pace but also across the rough terrain. Closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh the blue dog allowed his eyes to narrow and his huge frame lifted from the cold surface, managing to keep his footing the white-patched dog stalked towards the front of his cage towards the 'suppose to be' window. Placing his paws onto the back door and managing to dig his claws in-between the bars he glared out through the bars. Where the van seemed to be was totally unknown and everything seemed miserable, the strong scent of dog wafted into the males snout and he let out a low, rumbling growl as they grey near to what looked like a ranch - but the only animals that seemed to be around were one's like himself. With his eyes remaining narrowed they pulled up into a drive were at least 15 men seemed to be waiting - seeing someone load out dogs he stepped back.
As Tatum waited for his door to be opened he listened as the humans muttered things to one another "Ok, be careful with this next one. He's nothing like you're average Pit he's like a Rhino, but also a dangerous one!" a raspy voice stated and his door was opened a tiny bit allowing a small ray of light shining in. Charging forward the blue dog manage to shove the metal door open sending the human flying backwards and into a pile of mud. Growling Tatum landed on the ground with a heavy thud and shot forward towards the other dogs who were being loaded out - eyes narrowed and muscles rippling. The men began to shout and wave about, jumping towards the dog but he managed to dodge them. Leaping forward he lunged at a male dog around the same age and a little bit smaller than himself, teeth baring he grabbed into the dogs back and threw him to the ground. The two dogs began to rip at one another but Tatum was filled with rage and had always been aggressive towards other dogs, despite being hit with several blows from the other dog he managed to pin the dog to the ground and tear at his back and the top of his head. Blood seemed to line the white dogs fur as it let out many frantic yelps as a call for help. And it was at that moment Tatum was hit by two men holding a thick metal pole and another whipping the dog causing him to lose his grip which only angered the dog even more, but getting a last glance at the humans made him stop as they stood with threatening glares and the other dogs seemed to cower back into the van.
Blood coloured saliva dripped from the sides of the dogs maw as he looked at the humans with his eyes narrowed and a crazed look remained in his eyes as he was about to charge once again - but before he could move two men placed two chains around his neck and tied him onto a metal pole hoping to contain the beast. Deciding to make no efforts to break free from the pole he sat on his haunches and glared at the few men with an amused look across his face. "I though I told you to keep a hold of that thing! Now you're going to have to send Vinny over there to the emergency room to be stitched up!!" a light haired male spoke furiously as he stormed off and grabbed the white dog taking him to get seen to. It remained silent for a moment until someone broke the silence "So, tell me about this Rhino" the man cackled as he looked at the grey dog "Well he goes by the name of Tatum, he is four years old and a pure bred Pit. Lived with a bloke who thought his dogs, started off as a bait dog and made out to be a top fighting dog - he hasn't listed his fighting name..." a younger man spoke as he held a clip board "Interesting, he sure is large for a Pit Bull don't ya' think? But if the papers say he's pure then he is." he hesitated then went on "I will use this monster to do most of the entertainment and money making - breeding, fighting and weight pulling, he has the muscle for it. Now take him in" and with that the man moved onto the next dog/
Before the dog was even unchained a metal muzzle was slid onto the males mouth and he remained with the two chains on him as two muscular men led him in. As he passed the cages many of the dogs leapt up and barked - few idiots growled at the male even when witnessing the situation that had just happened. But all Tatum done in response was give the dogs a type of stare which caused him to look a lot more evil and a grin slowly slid across his face which caused a brindle male to cower. Chuckling he just looked in the direction he was going until he was threw into a cage, the two men quickly ripping off the chains and muzzle then bolting the door shit. Red and yellow 'hazard' tape went across the door of his stall with a wide sign that read 'Dangerous' giving people the warning to be careful. Looking around the stall it seemed to be the same as every stall here: a hay bale went across the front -missing the door- which allowed the dogs to stand on and look out, the floor was covered in straw and for a bed they had mounts of hay piled up with a small blanket across but no foot nor water bowls. Narrowing his eyes Tatum leapt up onto the bale at the front of his cage and began looking at the other dogs - his eyes narrowed and his tail wagging as a grin remained plastered across his face, there only seemed to be him and around 4/5 other dogs who had been labelled as dangerous, even though others were similar to himself and the others they probably just showed it more. Shrugging, the large dog sat on his haunches as the heavy chain dangled from his neck.
[I'm sorry if it seems like a copied but I kind of planned this out before I made my app hehe]
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"At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart, but not your life."
Runa lay panting in her den and wincing at almost ever move she made. She could hear other dogs and some humans talking at the front of the barn. Her stall had taller walls, and bars coming from the ceiling and connecting to the walls. Other dogs had the ability to look out but all she had in her stall was concrete floor and a flat, tattered blanket in the corner. A tiny water trough stood next to the 'bed'. Runa moves a paw up to her muzzle and scratches at it a bit, but it was useless. Frowning, she pulls herself and wobbles slightly, baring her teeth in pain as she took feeble steps towards the water trough. Looking down into it, she lets out a small growl. The pit wouldn't be able to drink the water without drowning herself. Falling onto the ground, she listens intently to everything.
Soon two men come to her stall and look through the metal bars at her. "Do you think we broke her yet?" a dark haired man with a muscular build asks. "No, this dog is classified as vicious and vicious dogs never give up on the first day. She's probably just tired from ripping the doc's shoulder," a lighter haired man chuckles, holding a clipboard in his hand. "So what are you guys calling her anyway?" the other man asks, looking down at her with a smirk. "Doc picked a name already. The Beast." The dark haired man looks down at her. "But she's tiny." "She may be tiny, but she's got a strong bite force. Pure bred pit right there," the other man says, writing a couple things down on his clipboard. "Well if she's vicious shouldn't she go into the high security barn?" The man nods, "Yes but we're having a hard time finding people that will transport her. Even with the muzzle on, the people here are scared." The dark haired man laughs, "Give me the chain, I'll move her myself." The first man hands it over and unlocks the door with his key. The man steps in and jingles the chain. Runa lets out a low growl, a warning for the man to stay away. Chuckling, the man kicks her in the ribs. Letting out a whimper, she rises on her feet and lets out a frustrated huff. The man kicks her again and she falls onto the ground. She was too weak to fight, to thirsty and hungry. Too tired. Latching the chain to the metal collar, he half drags/ half waits for her to exit the stall. The trip to the barn she was being relocated too was full of kicking, dragging, growling and yelling, but they finally got there.
The men took her to the back where they shoved her in a stall similar to the one she was in before. It seemed to be reserved for her as the name "The Beast" was carved into a wood plank and hung above the stall. The floor was cold and the bars were thicker. There was no 'bed' for her to sleep on but a tiny bucket of water in the corner. After unhooking her, the man reaches down slowly and removes the muzzle. She goes to attack him but he kicks her and exits the stall quickly. The scent of dog was stale meaning she was most likely alone and when she came in there was no scent of dog, she couldn't see any or hear any... She was alone in a barn made just for the vicious. Did that mean the other vicious dogs just give up? Or did the humans work them until they died? Runa didn't know.
Laying down on the ground, she watches the humans leave and licks her side to comfort it. "Filthy humans..." she whispers, laying her head in her paws. "I'll come back to you Heidi... I promise..." she mumbles under her breath before letting out a sad whine. She was in a miserable place and she had no way of getting back to Heidi, she'd die here.
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The workers came to give me meat. As they opened my door I jumped up and bit him in the forearm. He smacked me and I growled and gave a mean bark. He smacked me again and I bit his hand. Hard. He had whipped me again and I continued growling I saw him grab a muzzle and I lashed out and bit his leg. He put a chain on my neck and I was still biting. "Keep still you idiot." I had bit his shoulder and I could see his bone. He finally got the muzzle on me. And took me out of the stall. I was struggling to get away but someone else was whipping me and I finally gave up and plopped on the ground. "Ha, stupid little Tanny can't keep up with us." They picked me up and carried me to another barn. I could see it said "HIGH SECURITY" and I knew i did something horribly wrong. I couldn't hear any other dog in here I was put into a stall that had high walls, larger bars, no hay to sleep on, and only a small bucket of water. I lay down on the floor and it was hard and cold. Concrete floor. I smelled another dog in the stall next to me. The worker took the muzzle off of me I tried to bite him laying down but I failed and he just laughed at me. Finally me and the other dog, a female, were alone. I sighed and could smell it was the other dog from before. "So you're here too, huh?" I could barely talk, but it didn't really matter because she was right next to me.
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[[Waiting on Sherlolly before I post again, you guys may continue though]]
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Getting up I started pacing around the stall. More like the cell. I could smell th humans coming back I knew they had whips. I went as far to the back of the cell as I could. They opened it and muzzled me. He also chained me and took me to a pole far away from the barn. The chained me to it and said. "Lets get this Tan demon a partner." They looked at me and one said." You know let's call 'er, um, Demon." They were staring at me. "But her name is Tanny." "My name is Cinnamon." But all they could hear was a bark. "Actually, I like demon. Have a great day, Demon." They walked away and someone else got me a smaller female. We said nothing and just sat there.
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Tatum
"Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard"
As he glared out of the bars he noticed the tan coloured female from earlier being dragged out from her cage violently and rove through the middle path of the stalls and outside towards a more secure barn, shortly after another, younger grey and white dog followed - another female. Looking at them Tatum looked with a smug grin "This place seems to be packed with us aggressive mutts..." he cackled mostly to himself as he continued to look around. Like in the van all the dogs continued to bark and yap, trying to get out of their cages or catch one of the humans attentions, but obviously their efforts were going unnoticed as the humans seemed to just walk past the stalls and not even noticing the dogs. Rolling his eyes Tatum allowed his large tail to stand on end along with his hackles and his ears shooting erect, a male dog was being lead into the free cage which was to his left. The dog was brindle and white who also seemed to hold battle scars, narrowing his eyes the two dogs growled at one another which caused the humans to laugh and look at a tall, slender man who followed in quickly behind. The raggy looking being seemed to smirk as he scratched at a stubble that lined his chin, then giving a quick scratch to his brown hair. "Should we feed these two?" a younger man questioned, but the older being shook his head. "Give them something to drink then bring both of them to the pit" and with that sentence over the man hurried off.
A smirk grew across the fighters face as he leapt down from the hay bale and stood at his full height, watching as a bloke entered his cage and poured fresh liquid into his metal bowl - he watched as the human stumbled out. Even though he would often rebelled against the humans Tatum knew when to keep it cool and having a possible practice fight on his paws he didn't want to tire himself to much. Hearing the dog next door kick up a fuss as the human entered the large, grey dog shook his head and let out a low grunt. Turning his attention away from the obvious younger dog Tatum trotted towards the metal bowl that contained fresh, cool water. Lowering his head he slowly began lapping up at the cool liquid - around here it was known that for dogs who would earn the humans more money (fighting dogs, breeders and weight pulling dogs) would usually be treated slightly better than most dogs who worked around here. Slowly finishing off the bowl of water Tatum lifted his attention away from the bowl as he heard heavy footsteps and the mumbling of voices echoing through the stables. Smirking the large brute shook his head to rid of the water that continued to drip from his chin, once done he trotted forward and waited at the large wooden door. As he looked up it seemed like several shadows hovered near by, probably to split up a dog fight if one was to break out when the dogs were taken out. Lowering his head he looked straight ahead, directly into the stall door.
The door slowly crept open but the muscular canid remained glaring where the door once was, which was now replaced by the many legs of the humans. A gasp was heard from the men as they looked down at the motionless dog, an amazed expression across their faces as one of the men cackled and pushed through the huddle. "He's the first dog that hasn't tried to kill you idiots when opening his stall, and your're standing, staring at him like a group of idiots?" a large man spoke coldly "When he see's this stripy guy next door he's going to go ballistic, he will totally change. He's obviously been bred and fought by professionals so he knows to respect his handlers and the hand which feeds him - so don't mess with the way he's been taught!" and with those wise words but also a stern one the man clipped on a muzzle and a harness onto the dog which would make it easier to move the dog and prevent anything happening on their way to the ring. Feeling a loose tug from the chain link leash which was attached to the leather harness meant the dog had permission to exit his sleeping point and so he did. Holding the 110 lbs Pt tightly in his grasp the dark haired human lead him out and shoved the stall door shut but allowed it to stay open a little so people knew there wasn't a canine still inside. Now out in the open Tatum watched as many dogs seemed to leap onto the hay bales and glare out at the group of humans and the dog that were huddled together - their barks continuous and some aggressive, but this didn't bother Tatum as he was eager to fight.
Hearing the sound of vicious growls which was soon followed by the sound of shouting and banging, grinning he tilted his head to look at the brindle male being dragged out - as soon as the two dogs had rested eyes on one another tension was felt. Tensing up the large male curled up his lips allowing many growls to rumbled up his throat, but like being taught in the past he just stood in one position and the only action allowing himself to do was growl.However, the younger dog seemed like a rather inexperienced fighter and began lunging at the larger dog hoping to get a one up on him before the fight. But the aggressive expression quickly disappeared from Tatum's face as the dog spoke "Right here, right now!" the male growled, chuckling he shook his head "Let's see how you cope in the pit!" Tatum chuckled as he was lead out of the barn and towards the fighting pits, the younger dog following closely behind, but the humans seemed to be separating the two for now.
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I was gnawing on my chains, hoping they would break. I didn't get far at all. They female looked at me. "You know chains here are impossible to break. And they will just catch you back if you actually do break it." I stopped. "Please leave me be and do my own thing, I will leave you be. This way nobody gets hurt." She looked away from me. I continued to gnaw. Finally after like an hour and a half I gave up. My teeth were sore and my mouth ached. "I told you that it was impossible." I growled ferociously at her. I bit at her then as I bit her I stopped and saw a human coming. He took me away because my 'shift' was over. I regretted this decision, but I decided to cooperate. I didn't nip, bite, struggle or pull. I just calmly walked with him. The workers who "named" me saw and were impressed."My, she actually isn't being demon-like."
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[[I'm sorry maddie but you will have to edit your post. I doubt the dogs can chew through a chain whether it be a leader or collar - maybe I'm wrong and they could but, it would take a while to be able to do so. Also, it's to early on in the role-play to be planning any escapes and I believe you spoke for another's character? that is counted as power playing and certainly is 'not' allowed. So could you please edit your post? It isn't until much later on in the role-play when I will be announcing that whoever want's may escape but this is also realistic, so no eating though a chain or anything please. Sorry if I seem a little harsh but that's the rule's and I'm not planning on anything major for the plot so far]]
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Ok I will modify my post and the character I was 'contolling' wasn't really an actually person. It was someone I made up just to be my guarding partner for just a short while.
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Sienna
"Give me scars, give me pain. then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me; There goes a fighter!"
It had been many hours since Sienna had even stepped paw back in the barn, the humans had kept her outside for many hours and in the time being a lot had happened around the ranch. Many new dogs had came, several fights had happened and dogs had been transported to a different barn - however through all of this they had seemed to forget about the 'devil' whom they still had taking care of guarding duty. From where she was nothing had really happened, a few rabbits or coyotes had wondered past but hadn't seemed interested in entering the property today, well that was after she made a savage attack on a trespassing rabbit, but after everything was quite calm. Obviously apart from what was happening back at the barn.
The sound of faint foot steps caused the Pit Bull to turn her broad head, reddish eyes locking into a fairly normal sized bloke who seemed to be heading towards her with a leash and nuzzle hanging from his grasp "You have got to be kidding me, am I really that bad?" she spoke with a growl which was soon followed by a ghostly grin. Watching as the being drew closer Sienna allowed a crazed look to take over her face as she cocked her head to the left, her tail wagging as she slowly approached the man - for now she wasn't looking to cause trouble she was just happy her damn shift was over. When approaching the human she looked up, a stern look across his face as he shoved open the metal gate and squeezed through the small gap - growling she backed up a little. Quickly the man managed the place the chain around her collar but decided no muzzle was needed for now.
Once the gate was open and she glared down the rough path her face lit up, this was like freedom to her. Despite the daily walks which were short even being out now was like freedom. Thin tail wagging the small devil began to tug violently on the leash, remaining in front of the being as she pulled him down the path - his struggles were obviously and didn't seem to be doing much however, he did manage to prevent her from making him loosen his grip which was a start. Paws scraping across the pebbels Sienna continued to drag the young looking lad down the long path and back towards the barn where she would have a short amount of time to rest, but at least it was something.
Hurrying into the barn Sien allowed the man to throw her in a stall, but this time she put up more of a struggle - besides, she wasn't letting him off that easy. Turning, she lashed out at the human and began letting out vicious growls and violently snapped at the tanned mans hand which caused him to let out a bellowing cry "You damn mutt! You sure changed your tune!" he growled as he stormed away. Chuckling Sien shook her head as she turned around and headed toward the metal bowl, leaning down she allowed her tongue to slide out of her mouth and into the cooking liquid which helped her to refresh herself - returning to the front of her stall she leapt onto the bale of hay once again and looked out at her surroundings.
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Tatum
"Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard"
As the large male was lead across the yard he could hear the grunts and growls coming from the young male who remained behind him, shaking his head he let out a sigh. It was obvious this dog hadn't had much training and that would be less of a challenge in the ring, but he didn't care - if a male dog was involved Tatum couldn't help himself, he would just attack, not be able to stop and sometimes the scenes were unbareable and death was even caused now and then. He was known for being one of the most vicious fighters in the US and he would sure prove it to these idiots today, but they would probably give him a new fighting name also, a fresh start you could say. Which was probably good for him, being well known but a fresh career.
Giving his head a shake Tatum glared forwards towards the wooden pit that had been set up for the two fighters, it was large and seemed to have another cage around it so the handlers could gather and if need be split up the fight. This scene was all to familiar to him, but it was something he enjoyed, sure he was pushed to do it but the pressure had taken a toll on him. If given the chance he could maybe be a lovely dog, but he was never given the chance. Being larger than most Pit Bulls is weight, muscle and height he was a good target for those wanting a successful fighting dog, and that's the road he had went down. But being a successful and money making fighter he was sure to be treat like luxary co.pared to others here. However, the training would be tough without a doubt.
A smirk grew across the brutes face as the scent of blood wafted into his snout causing a grin to appear across his face and his tail to wag in anticipation. Looking behind him he watched the over cocky youngster give him a look yo say 'you're going down' but, being the confident fighter he was Tatum was sure this wasn't going to happen. Grinning at the brindle dog and shaking his head with a cackle the rhino like canine was lead into the caged area and was told to leap into the ring - of course being to heavy to lift, even though he was hard work Tatum would listen to his handler. Placing his large paws on the wooden frame he leapt in. Suddenly the sign of old smeared blood could be ween around the sides of the pen along with old bits of fur stuck in it, this made him even more eager to start.
Feeling the chain leash and collar being unclipped Tatum looked back at the muscular male from earlier who was holding the Put back, grinning he turned his attention onto his opponent. Like earlier he glared at the younger dog with narrowed eyes, hackles raised and muscles tenses, a crazed growl escaped his maw as saliva dripped onto the ground beneath them - if he wanted to Tatum could send this man tumbling and attack this dog, but he waited for the command that was it was a fair fight. The young male didn't seem at all nervous and this made things even more interesting to him, but Tatum was ready and looking to kill. "Release the dogs! " a raspy voice called.
With that command the two humans nodded and released their grips on the dogs, now pushing themselves to the sides of the pit they watched the dogs. The two dogs hurled themselves towards one another, paws thudding the group d as they slammed chest first into one another, mouths open and paws up as they began to violently swipe a paw and latch onto one another. Because of the impact and severe amount of biting the two dogs now had small patches of blood on them. But the fight progressed and got a whole lot worse. Despite receiving a cut across his rump Tatum managed to grab the side of the males neck and slam him to the ground, sharp teeth piercing his skin as the 'rhino' began thrashing his head back and forth causing the dog to yelp, moving from his neck Tatum was now ripping into the males side - it was like a blood bath. Despite the males efforts of trying to claw and snap at the large dog it didn't work which resulted in the brindle canine yelping and begging for help. It was only a matter of time before this fight would end the hard way.