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   Flak laid down in front of the mangled carcass of the crow, one paw still on it. Drawing back his lips, he began to tear into the feathery carcass with his incisors. Wincing a bit at the odd sensation of a mouthfull of feathers, he raised his head and spit some out to the side. Returning his attention back to the carcass, he used his front teeth to pluck the pesky feathers from it to allow easier access to the small amount of meat it offered.

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     Flak narrowed his eyes in determination, locking onto his target. The crow sat perched on the branch with its back facing the hungry dog, still unaware. Quickening his pace, Flak decided it was the right time to make his move. He launched himself off the earth with his hind paws to lunge towards the bird. The crow realized the attack and gave its wings one quick flap in an attempt to get away, but by then it was too late for it. The wolfdog snapped his jaws shut on the base of its left wing as he cleared the branch like a show jumping obstical. He landed gracefully on the other side, trotting to a halt as the crow struggled in his grip, cawing rapidly. Flak dropped the bird to the ground and pinned it with one of his large paws, biting into its slender chest with a bark. Clenching his jaws tighter, he gave his head a quick jerk, silencing the bird's struggles at last. He let go of the dead crow and straightened up, panting as he quickly scanned his surroundings. The commotion of hunts often tended to attract unwanted attention from some sort of creature, be it a mutated one or a simple scavenger.

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      After a couple minutes of frozen surveillance, Flak dubbed his surroundings safe enough to continue. Extending his stride back to a swift trot, he continued down the uneven asphalt road leading to the city outskirts. The city being in ruins, he had often found the outskirts the best place to food other than the large rats that occupied the damaged buildings of the inner city. His paws stepped off the concrete and onto the rough dirt, his nose to the air and sniffing alertly. The landscape surrounding the ruins were mostly barren, stripped of most of the vegetation during the initial blast & eventual fallout. Any large game such as deer would naturally be nowhere to be found in this harsh landscape, so the best source of food would be fowl. A crow landed on a low branch of one of the nearby dead trees, unaware that a large canine had his eyes fixed on it. Flak lowered himself to the ground, his dark pelt made him stand out a bit against the dry dirt. Nevertheless, he stalked forward, anticipating the potential meal to come.

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  ------In a post-apocalyptic world, nuclear war had left most major cities in ruins.-----

    Surviving human beings
have disappeared into the wilderness to escape the shambled cities. Many creatures including humans
 were affected by the high levels of radiation in some cities, mutating them into vicious flesh-eaters.
Some fortunate dogs and cats, however, had survived and found shelter from the nuclear wasteland in
one of the run down cities, which was simply abandoned and war-battered, but safe from radiation. Each
 day is a struggle of survival for the animals living in this sanctuary; a struggle to find non-infected food &
water, and a war to survive the mutated wilderness & ward off the freakish, zombie-like mutated creatures
.
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Character name: Flak
Breed: German Shepherd/Siberian Husky/Grey Wolf Mix
Appearance: Body structure of a German Shepherd, only slightly larger. His pelt is jet black with a
 white patch running down his throat to his chest, white toes on his forelegs, and white sock markings
 on his hind paws. His eyes he gets from his husky side, piercing, crystal blue irises. He has the bushy tail
 of a wolf, which often curves upward in a hook.
Age: 5
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
Background: Flak was the dog of a small family in a small town. When the nuclear war began,
their town was destroyed, swept away by the intense blast of a nearby nuclear explosion.
Wandering the wilderness with his only surviving human, he sought to protect the man, but
 failed when they were attacked by a band of human survivors who killed Flak's human in their raid.
Personality: Flak is extremely protective and aggressive, and will give anything to keep those
close to him safe after his failure with his human. He has adapted to be a great fighter and survivalist
 in the wasteland in which he lives.
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       The mix breed mutt wandered along the cracked, empty streets of the enormous abandoned city which he had
dubbed "Ruin City." Each building had gaping holes in it somewhere, the paint and bricks chipping away, each
window shattered, and was in some way leaning on its foundation. Vines and moss had begun to
creep up the sides of the cracked buildings, making the city's years of abandonment visible. Flak let out a huff
from his nostrils and stopped, standing up straight to do a sweeping scan of his surroundings, his large ears swiveling on his head. There was never
time to be off guard in this world anymore.

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Discussion Board / Re: The Sims 3 - Medieval
« on: May 16, 2013, 08:34:21 pm »
Woah, woah, what? SIMS 4!? WHAT!? I. Need. It.
 I have the Sims 3 with the Pets and a few other expansion packs and I will honestly sit there and play it for hours. (No life. c: ) I prefer the Sims 3 to the Sims 2 mainly because the graphics are so much better and less obnoxious loading screens. -Derpflail-

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