Brand New Day -A Horror Role-Play- [Inactive since 17/01/2013]

[Wolfie_Lover]

Urgent!

I've noticed that ever since I left for a couple months, not a lot of people have been joining my recent Rps and it's kinda making me sad. I really, really hope that at least one or two person/people join this one. I try really hard on these, and like I said, it makes me sad when people don't join. This will be one of my hardest ones, since I don't play or watch too many horrors... Including my age isn't helping.
Thanks for taking the time and looking at this.
~Wolfie

[Wolfie_Lover]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7S9nYSHbik

Storyline Plot

A large plague has wiped out most of the canines on the planet. Some became so ill and overpowered by the plague, they reanimated. But into more gruesome and terrifying creatures. Nobody remembers how the plague first started, or who started it. But, they do know it spread quickly, too quickly. It was the young and old to die first, they never felt it until the last day.
Hopefully someone would help the endangered species.

Character Plot

The plague has just started, along with canines reanimating. Our heroes are just entering a small village in Germany, and plan on taking as many others with them as possible. But, they all have to remember to watch out, and not be bitten or scratched. They need their pack more organized, including having smaller groups leaving, gaining an alpha, and recruiting newer canines, but they have something in surprise coming to them.

[Wolfie_Lover]

Species

Pet Dogs


It's obvious of what they are, and how they act, of course they're most expected to either be the lowest canine in the pack or die.

Stray Dogs

They know much more about street life than pet dogs, but their expectations from the other pack members are still the same, even though of the difference.

Cyborgs

Not allowed in the packs, since the fear of them being infected, are usually loners. They will rarely have their own pack, and live by their own rules.

Infected

Never allowed in the living's or cyborg's packs, they have made their own pack. They have demented thoughts and twisted words. Usually smirking and bloody grin which is mainly muscle.

Lone Dogs

Usually haunted by pup life, lone dogs will reject the pack life. And usually get treated as if they were infected. They hardly ever make their own pack.

[Wolfie_Lover]

Rules!
1. This RP is strictly PG-13 to R. Because of gore, cussing, and sexual relationships.
2. Drama and romance are strongly encouraged, only in RP format.
3. Canines only. Wolves, dogs, coyotes, etc. only. Everything will be killed within the RP process, except for crows.
4. No fighting OoC. Hate the character, not the RPer.
5. No powerplaying, insta-killing, godmodding, etc. Even if your dog is infected or a cyborg.

[Will add more, only if I have to.]

[Wolfie_Lover]

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Canine:
Breed: [Dogs only]
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[Wolfie_Lover]

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A dark grey-black fae, with a pink collar and a blue and brown eye, with black markings
Name: Snippz (Originally a pet name)
Age: 2 years dog
Gender: Fae
Species: Pet Dog/Stray Dog
Canine: Mutt
Breed: Wolf/German Shepherd Mix
Rank: Subordinates
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UIwfruNJNUU
Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYYyMu3pzL4
Personality: Snippz is very emotional and can't handle her emotions very well, you could say she's just bipolar, but she's really unstably bipolar. She rejects everything the older canines try to help her, and she pushes pups away. She despises pups, only since most ask stupid questions. She always blames herself for something other canines do, but ca't stand to be there at the time.
Mental Health/Strength: 80%
Physical Health/Strength: 97%
Other: Her brother, before he died, was used in fighting competitions, so she never had a good bonding experience with any dog.
Role-Play Sample: Snippz sniffed the ground, she hungerly looked around for a sliver of food. Her stomach grumbled, not helping her hunger situation. Snippz stiffled a snort, something came into her hearing distance; a bin fell over. A loud Hmmph! made her stop and turn around, only to see her limping friend. Only seconds after he fell.

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Name: Jynipar
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Species: Stray Dog
Canine: Dog
Breed: Mutt - German Shepherd/Akita
Rank: Subordinate
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/user/SCMowns2 - Steven's voice
Personality: Jynipar is usually excited about everything, and will usually wag his butt. He tries to lifts every canine spirit, even if he's about to die. He will usually have a smile on his face, and rarely frown. Jynipar is hardly ever sad, and likes helping his friends. No matter how happy he is, he always has a sorrowful look gleaming in his eyes.
Mental Health/Strength: 90%/u]
Physical Health/Strength: 93%
Other:
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[WIP Apps]

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Name: Cane
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Species: Lone dog
Canine: Wolf
Breed: ^^
Rank: Lone...
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=Lh2oWbaRvQg
Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=SEy6WPB_txw
Personality: Cane is a careless wolf, who has a stone heart, that hardly nothing can break through. He can get a little kind, but it really depends who you are. He is highly aggressive, and will try and kill all the other things he sees. Except from the infected dogs, that he just either hides from, or runs away from.
Mental Health/Strength: 80%
Physical Health/Strength: 98%
Other: Nothing really.
Role-Play Sample:
Cane trotted past the empty bins, the roar of the infected ringing in his ears. He twitched uneasily, as the silver bin knocked over, out came... A rat... Cane thought this was a good idea for some food, so he leaped up, landing on the helpless squirrel. He growled, his light blue eyes focusing on the struggling rat, that was beneath his jaws. He shook it violently, until it hang limply in his jaws. Satisfied, he lay on the floor, wolfing down the meal, in case any other dogs/infected smelled the delicious scent.

After he finished the stringy meal, he heaved himself onto his four paws, and started to trot off. Still aware of the dangerous infected. He shuddered nervously, but carried on... He thought he didn't need nobody to help him...

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Name: Blanq
Age: 4 years
Gender: Female
Species: Canine
Canine: Dog
Breed: Unknown (Probably beagle mix of some sort)
Rank: Loner
Voice: A low monotone, with a mixture of clanks and occasionaly rattles.
Personality: She often often speaks, and bickers with, herself and gets annoyed when others are near. If you gradualy come closer, she may accept you as a part of life she can't change. Blanq will snap at air, and is always glancing around to make sure others aren't very close. She has intense anger issuses and oftentimes, when she can't get food from it, she will attack a trash can while barking at it.
Mental Health/Strength: 30%
Physical Health/Strength: 99%
Other:
Role-Play Sample: Blanq paced the alley, bivkering with herself "Where to eat, where to eat. Not the fish place, moron! No,no we are NOT going to the chicken place!" and carried on like that. Her voice echoed off the walls and bounced back to her ears. "Who's there?" she blurted out. "We know your here! Come out!" she growled, and as it bounced back, she realized it was her own voice and not that of another dog. She stalked over to a corner and continued her argument.


 Name- Shackes
 Age- 2 Years
 Gender- male
 Species- Cyberwolf
 Canine- Wolf
 Rank- Lone
 Voice- Normally raspy with small clanking noises here and there.
 Personality- He keeps to himself, but if challenged he can continue an argument for hours. He is very conceded and he thinks of no one but himself. In a fight he tends to make sly comments to tick the opponent off. Most of his emotion drifted away with the plague, but a couple still remain. Anger and hate. He never gives anyone a chance, yet hes not always in the slaughtering mood.
 Mental strength- 95%
 Physical strength- 85%
 Role-play sample- Shackes padded around a familiar corner and looked around. His plates clanked as he crossed the road. He decided on a blue house with white trimming that swirled around the house. He would of considered it pretty if he still had that type of emotion. He easily leaped over the white picket fence and landed gracefully. He crouched and sneaked over to a window. Carefully he stuck his head up and looked through the window. A family was huddled together listening to what was left of the radio.
 He chuckled slightly, causing his plates to rattle. "Such frail things" He cackled, his voice coming out in a deep rasp.

[Wolfie_Lover]

Even though my applications are still WIP, you are now able to join. Have fun!

[puppy 12]

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Name: Cane
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Species: Lone dog
Canine: Wolf
Breed: ^^
Rank: Lone...
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=Lh2oWbaRvQg
Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=SEy6WPB_txw
Personality: Cane is a careless wolf, who has a stone heart, that hardly nothing can break through. He can get a little kind, but it really depends who you are. He is highly aggressive, and will try and kill all the other things he sees. Except from the infected dogs, that he just either hides from, or runs away from.
Mental Health/Strength: 80%
Physical Health/Strength: 98%
Other: Nothing really.
Role-Play Sample:
Cane trotted past the empty bins, the roar of the infected ringing in his ears. He twitched uneasily, as the silver bin knocked over, out came... A rat... Cane thought this was a good idea for some food, so he leaped up, landing on the helpless squirrel. He growled, his light blue eyes focusing on the struggling rat, that was beneath his jaws. He shook it violently, until it hang limply in his jaws. Satisfied, he lay on the floor, wolfing down the meal, in case any other dogs/infected smelled the delicious scent.

After he finished the stringy meal, he heaved himself onto his four paws, and started to trot off. Still aware of the dangerous infected. He shuddered nervously, but carried on... He thought he didn't need nobody to help him...

(Can Cane be a lone dog at first, but then he changes his mind, and he wants to join a pack after a near death experience the infected?)

[aviannerd]

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Name: Blanq
Age: 4 years
Gender: Female
Species: Canine
Canine: Dog
Breed: Unknown (Probably beagle mix of some sort)
Rank: Loner
Voice: A low monotone, with a mixture of clanks and occasionaly rattles.
Personality: She often often speaks, and bickers with, herself and gets annoyed when others are near. If you gradualy come closer, she may accept you as a part of life she can't change. Blanq will snap at air, and is always glancing around to make sure others aren't very close. She has intense anger issuses and oftentimes, when she can't get food from it, she will attack a trash can while barking at it.
Mental Health/Strength: 30%
Physical Health/Strength: 99%
Other:
Role-Play Sample: Blanq paced the alley, bivkering with herself "Where to eat, where to eat. Not the fish place, moron! No,no we are NOT going to the chicken place!" and carried on like that. Her voice echoed off the walls and bounced back to her ears. "Who's there?" she blurted out. "We know your here! Come out!" she growled, and as it bounced back, she realized it was her own voice and not that of another dog. She stalked over to a corner and continued her argument.

[Wolfie_Lover]

You're both accepted. Thanks for joining, so without further ado; we shall start this RP. It begins when the pet and stray dogs wander into the city Braunschweig, Germany. And, yes, Cane could change his mind. It's based off of how the canines react to the others and how they react to everything else.

Snippz
A dark grey-black fae followed two strange canines. Both brutes. Her left ear flicked towards the unsightly gaze of a dead, half-eaten rat. She wrinkled her nose, it stank like death, which wrapped around all over the city. No canine dare speak, not until they get out of the city limits. If we get out of the city. She thought. The rest of the canines didn't seem to care of what their surroundings were, she could tell by how nonchalantly they trotted. Besides the death scent everywhere, she could scent the bay. It's salty waters brushed against the sand. She longed for something normal to happen.