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« Reply #10 on: December 30, 2013, 11:07:33 pm »
You could send it to me in a message. c:
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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #11 on: December 30, 2013, 11:16:58 pm »

Tequila Lowdon
"Never forget who you are."
Full Name: Tequila Lowdon
Alias/Nicknames: Tia or Telia are some nicknames, feel free to give her one.  
Species/Breed: She is a canine, her breed is a Siberian Husky x Border Collie.
Age: Tequila is a young adult, so in dog years about 1 /12-2 and human years about 21-23.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight

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Lover: Not at the moment, but she does hope to find love.
Offspring: Telia doesn't have any offspring, although she would love some.
Companions: Nope, she travels alone.  
Friends: Tequila hasn't really met canines who have been labelled as 'frinds' although she hopes to find some.  
Enemies: She has many enemies whom she doesn't know the names to...
Siblings: Tequila can't really remember her siblings exactly, but she does remember having one sister and four brothers.
Parents: Again, she can't remember her parents but her mother was a Border Collie and her father was a Siberian Husky.

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Appearance: If you look at the pictures you'll get a picture of Tequila, but here is a small description. Tequila is a beautiful reddish canine which shows the beautiful colour of the Husky in her. Faintly running down her back it appears from her mothers coat there is dark brindle patterns that're just noticable and this pattern runs down her tail-tipping off with a neat white tip. On the other hand she has Collie markings like her mother-her chest and underbelly are white which runs up to her muzzle and a small blaze going halfway up hear head. Her leg markings are like white socks that join up to the white on her stomach/underbelly-marked over her white marks are many, just noticable red dots. A moist-reddish nose that defines she is healthy and her ears remain neatly erect on the top of her head-beautiful dark blue eyes with brown circling the pupil. Tequilas fur is beautiful and smooth-nearly always kept clean. Her beautiful fur and thick skin hides the large muscle that is held on this canine-and once feeling brute force you'll realise what you've gotten yourself into.

Personality: Many see Tequila as having a mixed personality and to be honest-they're correct. She shares both traits of the Collie and Husky breed and she strives to please and always be on the go. Tequial is a rather hyperactive canine who loves to be on the move and will often be spotted doing something, you just can't keep this girl still! This mix breed is usually rather laid back and takes life as it goes-the mutants not really bothering her nor causing worry to overtake her. This girl is a rather loyal and good friend once you get to know her and will risk life and limb to protect those she sees as friends or family.

The other side to Tequila is the more aggressive and feisty side-although you mostly see her kind side there is always the hint of stubbornness there. This canine is rather hot headed and gets ticked off really easily-although she tries not to show it as many try to avoid her because of her aggressive trait. At times Tequila can be rather sharp tongued and although she tries not to hurt others it tends to happen. Getting into a fight with this canine isn't really the most 'clever' thing anyone could ever do-although she looks small she's full of muscle and fight.  Sometimes Telia can be bitter and a little harsh, and sometimes won't apologise for her actions-but you can see this youngster means good.

History: Before Tequila was born her parents met on a farm as pups-the farmers using her mother for usual work for herding sheep, cattle and show dogs. Her father was used for shows, pulling around carts and sometimes a guard dog. Her family had a rather large and strong bloodline. Deciding it would be a good idea Roger-the farmer-decided to breed the two and so he did. Not long after a beautiful litter of 6 were born-all mixed in looks of there mother and father. As you can tell Tequila looked more like her father along with three of her brothers-her other sister and brother looked more like their mother. The pups grew up on the farm and it was like luxary to them-but the time soon came when they were to part and make greats family, working or show pets.

Tequila was the third pup to be taken and she went to a small couple and their baby. She knew the humans as Mark, Lisa and Cody-their son. She lived with the family for a year or so and everything was going great, the family gave the canine everything she wanted and never mistreat her. Tequila didn't think anything could go wrong. Until the radiation disaster broke loose. The family were force out their home and told to evacuate the city-but they couldn't leave their belovid family pet behind. Panic struck the family as Mark argued and argued with the human in uniform-Tequila was worrid as she watched her family being dragged away. Running towards what looked like a helicopter she began barking and leaping up-Codys, Marks and Lisa had sad looks on their face as their hands were placed on the glass of the window. Seeing her family being took Tequila grew rather bitter and harsh-but tried to hide it with her puppy like personality.  

Reputation: Tequila is rather known in 'Dog Town' for well always being seen on the streets and being on the move, many know her for being the rather cheerful youngster who helps and pleases most-but others know her for having almost the most enemies any canine could have. [/i]

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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #12 on: December 30, 2013, 11:30:27 pm »
Accepted Taylor!
I've finished dear ol' Porce's app, and her telekinesis 'sister' Minnow.

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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #13 on: December 31, 2013, 01:03:18 am »
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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #14 on: December 31, 2013, 05:27:25 am »


Accepted, Rainbow. ;o;
Now we can start!

Time: 9:00 AM, life is starting to bustle in the city, but its still considered early for the city to seem mostly deserted.





The small female dog lay curled, sleeping under the bridge of the park. The  correct name would have had to been the 'Garden of Flora', but it was still known as a park to most dogs that lived in the city. Trash was thrown around her, spilled around her body- but it was old, its ancient age showing the remnants of a the dead nation. Porcelain had woken up slowly due to the words brewing inside her head, but her annoyance made itself known as she had huffed, kicking out her paws sleepily, yet not moving her head, or open her eyes to greet the sun that had begun to shine under the bridge she was sleeping under. She had only begun to move, when she felt something hard hit her head, which forced her to open her eyes in surprise, only to see a can of soda, the object that hit her, roll once more into her body.

"Real funny, Minnow." Porcelain had said, her voice gentle and quiet- yet raspy due to how she was just waking up. The small dog had slowly regained her paws, stretching out her slender body, and shaking out her fur- freeing it from most of the debris that had grew on her when she had went to sleep under the bridge. Sure it wasn't the most sanitary place to sleep, but she'd rather be safe then clean. Porcelain had been recently noticing the gangs that were building in the city, and it had greatly worried her. She didn't feel that safe anymore in the city.

Porcelain had trotted out of the garden, she had looked around- knowing it was quite early in the morning, and knowing that most dogs wouldn't out yet. But she liked to take the early morning as her chance to eat, for it didn't get hot until the sun continued to come out, and with her fluffy fur- she often had to take shade at some points of the day due to how hot it would get. Porcelain had walked along, her posture not one of how she'd normally walk around, without other dogs along, she practically marched down the sidewalk, humming a tune to herself. How could one be so happy in a hard life such a this? Well it was an easy life if one had a good source of food, which Porce did have. The fact she had one was  greatly due to her two companions, Darcy and Minnow- and she knew she'd most likely be starving without them.

It was strange however, how her two companions got food. Her feline companion Darcy would disappear every morning, yet come to her soon- with some form of food, which she'd quickly eat up, only to ask where he had got it, only to be ignored. It was a strange, she didn't know why he always avoided the question. But, she didn't want to pester him, it would only lead to some type of argument. She was usually told to wait by the bus station, it was once used by the humans, as told to her by her parents, but she knew something had driven them out of the city. Humans were something she didn't know about, all she knew were they were strange, fur less creatures who stood on two-legs. She was beginning to get lost in her thoughts.  Porcelain allowed her head to lay against the side of the bus station as she waited for her Darcy.

 It didn't take too long for her friend to arrive, and when he did- she noticed he was carrying quite a heavy load, at least, she thought- for a cat. It was a small hog, a dead one.

"Here you go, another piece of food." He had said, panting. She had smiled, and thanked him- and moved forward to pull it close to her, when she noticed a rather large cut on his side. The dog had winced at the sight of such a deep wound, but the cat didn't give her time to question him about it, as he had said a quick goodbye before darting quickly away from her. Darcy had been walking strange for the past two weeks, before he barely bring back rats home, but now he was bringing her hogs? It was all so sketchy, but she still didn't know what he was doing exactly. But it didn't take her long to dig into her food.
 

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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #15 on: December 31, 2013, 05:31:31 am »
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Elena Jaegar
"They didn't add up to a change in the way we were living,
And the saddest thing is all of it could have been avoided."

-- "Eyes Wide Open" by Gotye

Full Name: Elena Jaegar
Alias/Nicknames: Ranger is her main alias. She isn't fond of nicknames but they come and go to those that are obstacles in her life or who are stuck handling her.
Breed: Bernese Mountain Dog
Age: Currently in her late 20s~ early 30s but certainly active like a young adult.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual

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Lover:
It is common to find her walking about with per say "one night stands" but all those that are acquainted with her as "lovers" are only acquaintances and none she has a mutual bond with. It'll take her a while to establish such a bond but it is possible.

Offspring: ---

Companion:


"This is Zyla the small pug. The pup was found alone, wondering the streets and falling on her face every two minutes to everyone's amusement but no one picked her up until I stepped in. Nothing has come up of her family and shes been dubbed an orphan but under my foster care for the time being."
Zyla -- Pug -- Pup

Friends: She has several friends that have been appearing and disappearing as if ghosts. Several include Charlie the German Shepard and Itchy the dachshund. Ranger doesn't enjoy being around the crowd much but it gives her a sense of tranquility to be around those that scheme brilliantly and apparently have a guardian angel over their shoulder when things get bad.

Enemies: It wouldn't by likely with the reputation she has that there's enemies at every turn she takes. However, the list consists of mainly those that dislike her personality and drinking habits but what is a dog t do in these times? Give a bone, roll over, and make friendly?

Siblings: Two other siblings named Kenneth and Juniper but they've spread out to the far outskirts of the city to act as associates to their eldest sister's efforts of keeping the city safe.

Parents: Her mother, Sasha,  was mixed with Burmese and an unknown breed as her father, Leon, was a purebred. Due to this, Ranger identifies herself as a Burmese Mountain Dog despite being only 75% of the breed. She takes frequent visits to her parents but only through the night if she's on her rounds and her route allows her for a quick detour.

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Appearance: Towering over most dogs in the city, she is at 26 inches or 2.16 feet when standing on all fours as when she onto her hind paws, expect a startling 5 foot dog. As there are four breeds of Sennehund-type dogs, it is apparent that the Bermese has the longest and fluffier fur due to the inherited gene and history of the breed living in the Swiss Alps. Elena also weighs an average 101 pounds for a dog her size and gender bu can be generally seen due to muscular structure and not eating (surprisingly, she is a picky one.) Auburn eyes define the dark fur around her face but overall, she is a typical specimen of her breed's cat and appearance.

Personality: The overall character of Elena is being daunted when it comes to the face of argument or even situations as she is the one who would most likely go down dying and never changing her mind upon a opinion. She sin't easily pleased and not impressed by the works of others as she considerably on a tight schedule or her interests are low in such fields that are over the top and meaningless like who drinks the fastest. Her appreciation and want of friendship comes for those valuable and worthy of he notion of being important if they've worked n that merit or naturally possess a gift. She can be often seen as one with a tough hide that isn't openly friendly or heartwarming to others in the city unless an actual bond is created over time but there is softness hidden under all that fur towards pups and those that are in need.

History:

Reputation: Having much underground popularity at the pub for having often arriving and leaving more plastered than any other, she considered by those being the regulars at the bar as the City's Drunk and that is a status that Elena is indifferent towards as her duty is defines her rather than her personal activities. Overall, she can be seen as the third party protector worker that scouts throughout the town, helping dogs that request her, and aiding those in the most unlikely as ways but her personality that often is acidic makes her shunned by others.

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Dog Town!
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« Reply #16 on: December 31, 2013, 05:31:56 am »
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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #17 on: December 31, 2013, 11:21:03 am »

Iris Calvera Reese
"A shot in the dark, a past lost in space. Where do I start?"
Full Name: Iris Calvera Reese
Alias/Nicknames: She has no personal nicknames, but never minds someone to create one.
Species: Iris is an Australian Shepherd.
Age: Iris is a young adult.
Gender: She is a Female.
Sexuality: Iris is hetrosexaul.

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Lover: None, hoping to find love, though.
Offspring: She does not have any offspring, but would like some someday.
Companions: No, Iris travels alone.
Friends: Friends of Iris are thin, only ones location is known, nearby. This is Amelia, she is a husky.
Enemies: No known enemies, would prefer to keep it like that.
Siblings: Iris has 3 siblings, Harriot[Deceased], Collene[ Location unknown], Damion[Taken by human companion]
Parents: Farlent[Father, Location unknown.] Jallin[Mother, Nearby] Iris often visits her mother, but is sadden by the thought her mother is old and sick. Visiting is a devastating event, every time closer to death. Iris has stopped visitng, as told to end the sad meetings by her mother.

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Appearance: If you have seen the picture, you may now have a brief description. Her coat color is rather clean cut and precise, unlike most dogs of her breed. The main color -black- continues down her back, all the way to her tail. Her tail is lightly tipped with a fiery orange, speckled with white. The orange and black are layered and overlapped, in the most possibly neatest way. The color of her underbelly is white and dark grey-beginning at the tips of the white.

Personality: Iris can be quite cheerful and excited, often laid-back. Every canine she encounters is welcomed with warm words and enlightening smiles. If angered Iris tends to get terribly angry, causing chaos where ever she goes, Though happy and warm-hearted, Iris tends to make things worse if threatened to. Canines appreciate her cheer and jokes but avoid her when she is angered. Sometimes the sarcastic side gets the best of her, if ticked off or just fooling around. She jokes or annoys whenever she feels she wants. Despite all this she is quite sensitive and shy, preferring to be alone rather than with any large groups, making her perhaps an odd-one out.

History: Iris' life was smooth- other than the disappearance of her father and the death of her sister. Her family were all born in the pound, sadly as it sounds, they were all soon adopted. Iris' brother, Damion, was unfortunately taken by another human. They came to a large acreage, but soon left alone. There owner and children had moved away, seeming to completely ignore their animals. The dense forestland provided a wonderful home for the family, food and water was never scarce. The time had come when there home was ruined- living on a ravine edge was not the best choice. There den had collapsed in the time when they were hunting. Fleeing from the falling, crumbling boulders was not an easy task, that proven by the tragedy that followed. Teens at this time able to hunt for them self's was an upside. Harriot backed away from the deadly rockslide, too far, too fast.
The ground beneath her feet had crumbled, leaving no grip for her to keep. Soon followed her death and the endless mourning. Not long after Iris' father disappeared, leaving the family shattered and broken. When the radiation took its toll, most went their separate ways.


Reputation: Not too known by most canines in the city, she is never given a permanent reputation. As some call her weird, while others deem her nice to be around. Most have mixed feelings about Iris, and she doesn't mind. She is rarely seen around the pub, so tends to not deal with the bumbling drunken canines.

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[Might as well :3
And what do you mean by Elemental Powers?]

Powers:
-Elemental Power (Main): "Wish-Granting"
The name of this power may fool you, as the reality is she does not grant wishes. This ability can harm and help, mental not physically. This allows Iris to project illusions or make one dream of such, this grants a beings greatest want. Giving them a great full-filling mood. The only flaw in this gift is a great one, this power does not include reading ones mind. And the reason this is a problem is that, if their wish is to harm another or even Iris, it will happen. As some wishes alter reality, creating small indents in beings or objects. Some will even alter Iris herself, making this power frits and her defense weak. Her wishes can be granted by herself, but making her space out or even pass-out. Although this power includes mirage summoning, which we all know can create illusions. These are completely real to the one its meant for, but if called not real by someone, the mind has ended the illusions. This may cause the beholder to see the illusionist project this picture, weakening the effect on the beholder for a short period of time.

"Dog Town!"
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I don't know much about your life beyond this walls
The fleeting sense of love within these God-forsaken walls
And I can hear it in his voice, in every call
This girl who's slept a hundred years has something after all

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Re: Dog Town [A semi-realistic canine roleplay][Open][Post!]
« Reply #18 on: December 31, 2013, 12:15:00 pm »


?Tequila?
The red canines paws dragged across the bed of the old house she once called home-all the furniture was still in tact and surprisingly so was the house. Yips escaped her maw also followed with growls as she kicked at the old sheets of the double sized bed. The image of her family being dragged into the metal flying machine, and their sorry faces as it took off. She kept running and running and running but it wasn't enough-she growled and barked and leapt into the sky with a worried, sad look on her face as Lisas tears dripped down the window. Tequila was furious but heart broken-her head lowered and whimpers escaped her maw. Hoping they would come back she remained in the same spot for days but nothing-rustling was soon sounded behind her and there stood what looked like a mutated St.Bernard. Swiping at her with its massive paw as darkness surrounded it with bright glowing eyes.

Tequilas eyes shot open as she rolled onto her stomach and glanced around-her heart beating and practically in her mouth. Taking in many deep breaths the cross soon began to calm down and placed her head on her paws continuing to pant, a shocked look appearing across her face. "Damn dreams..." she scolded as her dark-blue eyes whipped left to right, up and down as she glanced around the neatly decorated room. A frame was placed neatly on a cabinet that sat beside the bed-turning she began to shuffle across the bed and soon stopped at the top near the pillows. Her wide eyes locked onto the photo of the family as they all sat happily-her at their legs. A huff escaped Tequilas muzzle as she shuffled to her paws and allowing her pink tongue to slide across the square photo. "I'm sorry....We will meet again!" she whispered as she dipped her head and leapt from the bed-her tail and head down as she entered the room.

Walking across the top corridor she let out a sigh, then turning left and crawling down the long, wide staircase. Her head down to avoid anymore upsetting for her with the pictures now hung above her head. Allowing herself she leapt from a few steps and swiftly hit the bottom floor-looking to her right she glanced into the kitchen. There she could see Lisa standing making breakfast whilst humming a beautiful tune, Mark walking over and kissing her on the cheek then going to see Cody at the table. Growling Tequila shook her head and turned hearing voices she trotted into the living room. But nothing, just a room full of memories that the Husky cross sadly couldn't reunite with. Shaking her head she put it down and exited to room-shaking her head she crawled through the small doggy door and into the open world.

As usual Tequila put on a joyful face when being outside, although the memories dawn on her she did try to not let it bother her to much. Running her tongue across her lips the fae padded across the porch, down the stairs and across the lawn-swiftly and with ease she cleared the qhite fence. Hitting the ground with a light thud Tia began glancing around-her tail flicking as the streets seemed empty. Tilting her head she let out a sigh and shrugged her shoulders and quickly headed off-her beautiful blue eyes tracing the area for any signs of food. Rubbish seemed to cover the once beautiful city and algi seemed to cover the waters edges but this didn't bother her-she still names this city beautiful weather it was full of mutated beasts or not, and weather it was filled with rubbish and half torn down building. This city to her was unique. Escaping from her daydream and thoughts Tequila continued down the road.

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« Reply #19 on: December 31, 2013, 12:28:18 pm »

"Falling out of love is hard
Falling for betrayal is worse
Broken trust and broken hearts
I know..."

Coyote shifted onto his side, stretching out all four legs and bending his head and neck backwards. He then relaxed, drawing his tongue swiftly over his muzzle whilst keeping his eyes tight shut from a beam of sunlight that attempted to pierce through a gap in the curtains. Early morning wake-ups were never were never the German Shepherd's strong point. A soft rustle of fur behind him told him instantly that his son had awoken.
"Dad, Dad, Dad?" the young pup's voice echoed. Coyote had just enough energy to the muster the word, "What?"
"I'm hungry, can we go out now, Dad?" Bullet barked in a fully awake, energetic voice.
"There are a few rat limbs under the bed."
"I ate them last night."
Coyote opened his eyes and looked at his son who's head was drooped. "Right. Whatever. Let me get up first, then we can go and find some food." The German Shepherd said in a much stronger voice as he rolled onto his stomach. Letting out a large yawn, the dog gathered himself together and heaved himself onto his paws. The father and son where situated in the same hotel room in which Coyote had awoken from weeks before after being thrown against a wall. The young dog thought it was a good idea to stay put in the room, for it was a safe place for his son. Inhaling the light, somewhat cool morning air, Coyote set of at a slow walk to the door, opening the 'closed-too' decaying wood with his muzzle and allowing his son to exit first. Placing his two front paws on the door and pushing slightly, it swung shut with a large, echoing bang. The young father told his son to keep close, like he did every time they went out, and walked off to the main doors that opened up onto the vast, deserted city. The doors swung in both directions so they could easily enter and exit without having the worry of being locked out.

Coyote greeted the cool morning air as it entwined with his fur, but he knew it would not stay at this wonderful temperature for long. Soon it would heat up as it approached mid-day and the pair needed to find food before they waste their energy in the boiling sun. Giving the air a quick sniff, in most directions, Coyote decided the best place to search for food was the forest. There was a heavenly scent of a lone deer emitting from that area. Coyote set of at a trot, his son running and stumbling at his side to keep up with his fathers strides.
"Dad?" Bullet said in a light tone.
"Mhm?" Coyote replied.
"Does alcohol taste nice?"
"No. Not to me at least. Why?"
"I want to try some."
Coyote looked down at his son and then over at the pub they where passing. "You are never ever going in there, you hear me? Nothing but low-life's and drunks in-habit it." The father said, looking away from the pub in disgust, although he was one to talk. He had once got drunk with his brother when he was around two years old, but the way he acted disgraced himself and he stopped drinking as soon as he became sober.

Half an hours trot led them to the forest, and it was definitely beginning to heat up. He needed to find his prey fast, yet teach his son on how to hunt properly at the same time. Coyote poked his nose in the air and then down at the ground. He could no longer sense the deer's tracks. Cursing under his breath, Coyote found the scent of a rabbit. A few actually. It took a while and a lot of searching around the area to find the hole the rabbits where hiding in. He could hear the restlessness in the burrow. Coyote had a tactic with him and his son that often worked, but it would no longer work as his son grew bigger. Coyote urged Bullet into the burrow like a ferret, a rather big fluffy one at that. After a minute, rabbit heads where butting against Bullets in the struggle to escape. They pushed him out, scattered and Coyote managed to latch onto one in its attempted to run for safety. This was not a permanent solution for hunting, but it was quick and easy, for the time being. Coyote laid down and passed the limp animal towards his son, whom pulled at the fluffy fur to get at its insides. Coyote washed his son quietly as the pup begun to eat, yet the fathers ears where up and alert at all times to make sure he and his son where safe from intruders.



Dooooooooood.