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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: One Last Time (Street Dog RP: Bomber II)
« on: December 02, 2013, 12:47:24 am »
[[ Using my real life dog to base off of as a character!]]

I N D I E

' I knew you were T R O U B L E when I walked in.'

Name | Indie
Gender | Female
Breed | Bulloxer [ American Bulldog and boxer mix ]
Age | 2 Y/O

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Personality | Indie is as she appears, friendly, but she gets nervous and snappy at times. She remains friendly to those who she first meets, but if she decides you are on her bad side, she will avoid you. She has a hard time trusting anyone in the beginning, but she knocks down the wall once she gets to know you. Her stubbornness often gets her into fights with those that she clashes with, and she has a few scars from it. She is still young and hyper, and she thinks she knows it all. She tries to be dominant, and that leads her into trouble most of the time. She doesn't like anyone speaking or asking of her past, because frankly, she doesn't like what happened in it. She has plenty of skill when it comes to the street, her knowledge of fighting is a bit overboard as well. She ha spent her life examining, and getting wiser because of this. Believe it or not, her hunting and agility skills are quite impressive, her small body is baked up with plenty of muscle.

Appearance | She has a golden/tan pelt that shines in the light. Her body is small, but extremely fit and athletic. Brown eyes that sometimes turn caramel, especially in the light. She has a small amount of white on her toes, muzzle, and chest, and a smokey black maw.

History | She comes from a long line of Bulldogs and boxers, being born into a house that never knew what they were doing. They bred and sold puppies to anyone, and indie was sold to an abusive dog fighting system. She grew up training to attack other dogs. The day she escaped was the day her first fight went on, she still remembers the cage opening and her running out into the small dirt area. A giant black pit bull stood waiting for her. The fight ended with one dead, and it obviously wasn't Indie. When her owner went to open the cage, she bolted underneath his legs and ran right out of the run down shack with no doors. She escaped into the streets, a year and a half has gone by, and she feels safe enough at this point.

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Stray-wise | Yes, for the most part she is wise about the streets.
Availability | Mostly on weekends, but weekdays are possible.
Extra | None.


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.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

As every wolf aligned, the helicopter landed, one after another each man and dog boarded the larger-than usual helicopter. Vi'deam shook his fur and huffed The voice of tala erupted into the air, but it was barely deciphered due to the noise of the helicopter blades. ' So, Vi'deam, what's up?' The male shot a look behind him, and he had a visual of Tala. More words escaped her maw ' Where are we going this time?' Vi'deam took a few more steps forward in the line, and shot a glance back at Tala once more. " I am not sure where the training course is, but California is our next mission. " He shot his attention back to the helicopter, He was next to board along with Travis. He came to a halt, scanning the two soldiers who stood on each side of the helicopter, guns in hand. He looked back up, and launched his body into the air, and landing on all fours, he was in the helicopter now. He took a few steps to the back of the copter, and sat with Travis, waiting for others to board.
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This is the training area, around the building is protected by giant fences of electrical wires, and more soldiers, so no real zombies can get in. You will be attacking fake robotic zombies here.

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[[ Gin Is accepted, i will add her to the members here soon.
Just add yourself into the scene x3 ]]

.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

The male finished his meal, and backed away from the bowl. He gave one last lick to his chops and turned back towards Travis. The human began entering the yard, leash and a thick black, spiked leather harness. This meant it was time, time to go and save yet another state from infection. Vi'deam nodded and lowered his head, he picked up his paws and trotted towards Travis. ' Such an intelligent being you are, Vi'deam.' Travis's voice split through the air and vanished with the cold. Vi'deam flinched his eyes as small mist of water drizzled onto them. Fogging up his robotic vision for a moment. He stood patiently while Travis assembled the Harness onto his body. Then on went the leash, and Travis led Vi'deam towards the entrance of the field, Travis had already had his suit and armor on at this point. The two waited right outside the fence, waiting for every wolf and man to assemble in a line to head out for training. they would have to take a helicopter to the training course, because going there on foot would be too dangerous. You just never know if the infection will be in a certain area at one point, this world is never fully safe anymore. The military didn't want to have a surprise zombie attack when the K-9s and men wern't ready for it. Training was a must before every mission, it was only a quick cluster of  padded down robots running at the dogs like zombies. It was more than enough preparation and adrenaline for the real thing.

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Please check Live updates to see current scene and operation.

.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

Vi'deam's radars captured the sound of kibble hitting the metal food dishes. This wasn't any average kibble, though. This dog food was created specifically for extra nutrients, extra protein etc, for the man-made DNA. The wolf lifted his eyelids, and took in the light of the morning. Nothing but the sound of wolves munching on their breakfast came to the air. He pulled himself up onto his haunches, and released a yawn. He looked over towards Dax, and then Tala, wondering if they had slept well enough. He shook off the thought and jumped from the boulder. the smell of his food held a tighter rein as he trotted closer. Eventually, he lowered his maw and dug in to the sweet taste of meat. The male finished his breakfast, and looked towards the entrance of the yard, where all the men stood, waiting to suit up the dogs for the next mission. travis stood there too, smiling towards Vi'deam. the two had a great bond, and it was almost time to test it once again. The wolves always went through a quick training course to prepare for the real thing.

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.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

Vi'deam closed his eyes, a moment of silence passed before the brute was woken. The sound of Dax's voice trickled in his ear drums. 'the stench of nerves is clogging up my nose.  Why so tense chum?' The words were definitely from Dax. Vi'deam opened his robotics yet again. Aiming them towards Dax to get a visual of his face. His eyes allowed him to see %30 better than the average dog in the dark. He shuffled his weight to one side. " Just nervous for tomorrow, you know how I get, don't worry about it, Dax. We have a long mission ahead of us." He cocked his head, " We may not get any sleep for months after tonight. So take advantage of it." He looked over towards Tala, the only other dog with robotic opticals such as himself. He heard her comment towards Dax, ' Dax, you're a great friend, really, but do you mind? I know you absolutely love to chat and I would love to too, but really, I mean it's.. it's like midnight. We have stuff to do.. tomorrow..' but he ignored it. He lowered his head back to his paws and closed his eyes. He managed to tune out the snores, and even his thoughts. everything went blank, and he fell under a deep sleep.

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[[ Dax is accepted. ]]


.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

The large male lay silently in the midst of dark. His mind wandered back, back to the old battle. He shut his electronic eyes and tried drastically to shove the memories back where they had come from. He flicked his radars and let out a sigh. It was almost time to go back out on the next mission, and Vi'deam honestly wasn't looking forward to it. He has been restless during the entire night, so attacking crazy flesh-eating zombies didn't seem entertaining at this particular time. The wolf opened his eyes, glancing up at the moon. He was able to control his eyes with his own mind. X-ray vision was really only ever used during missions. The moon was full of light, he could see the detail of craters embedded inside of it. The moon had never been lonely, not any night, always accompanied by a vast, never ending click of stars. The brute lowered his crown once again after letting out a sneeze. He rested his muzzle on top of his paws and closed his opticals once again. He could smell the others, most were sleeping like a rock, but tonight Vi'deam couldn't focus, he had always been anxious before a mission. It was instinct to be nervous about such a thing. Either way, he would get the job done and over with. It was just shitty how he had to go out for weeks, in infected zones. Killing off only a small fraction of the zombies. It would be worth it in the end, though, that is for sure.

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[[ I would like to wait for maybe one or two more people to join, and then we can start x3 ]]

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[[ Yeah it is fine to post! and the life spans of the wolves are much longer, like, they live to be around 45, so idk if the whole human and dog years thing applies LOL, oh and you are Accepted! ]]

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.:: Vi'deam ::.

Vi'deam | Male | 6

Robotic limbs/titanium teeth? | Robotic Eyes, Titanium Teeth

Persona | Vi'deam, pronounced [ Vid-ee-ium] is a wolf of many attributes. His nationality is Russian, so when he speaks, it is a deep accent. He, at times, will speak in his own language, either to confuse someone or when he is angry. Vi'deam is extremely shy at first glance, but as he allows you into his circle, he has a flagrant sense of humor. He is looked at as a leader by many, and his duty in leading the group to attack is greatly looked at. Many consider him a great role model. He has a problem with shoving others away, and putting a wall up often, he has a form of PTSD which developed from battles in the past. His genetics are extremely rare, having more strength than average, it was a mystery mistake in the DNA creation, but a useful one.

History | Vi'deam comes from a long line of government bred wolves, and has grown to serve the military throughout his life. His first assigned two-legged friend was killed on one of the missions, by Vi'deams own jaws. he had been bitten by an infected one, and was beginning to turn. Vi'deam had to attack, it was instinct and training. He has formed PTSD from this accident, and sometimes anxiety attacks. He has formed a tight bond with his new assigned human, and does everything to protect him.

Other | Vi'deam's human is Travis, he will be mentioned throughout the RP.

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LIVE UPDATES

Live updates of what is going on, what weather we are having and any events are posted here.

Time | 8:00 AM
Weather | Rain, 50 degrees
Scene(s) | We all awake to the sound of food hitting our dishes, the signal that breakfast is here, and the mission starts soon.
Current Mission | Operation Clear California

Members | Vi'deam , Tala , Dax , Gin , Viva

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