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[OreoHeroz]

((Welcome! Well nothing happened really, we kind of started, but right now, Shadow, Kystine, and Zephra are together speaking and Shadow fought off a malamute who wanted to "play" with Kystine again. Kystine is often bullied, by the way. Tariri's character, Cynder, is just watching the trio while Chance is lying around, I think. Bandit is by himself, or not socializing with other canines.
Something like that))

[heartsgirl99]

Name: panzer
Gender: male
Age:3 years old
Species:  Rottweiler
Percent of dog:  60%
Percent of wolf: 0%
Percent of mechanical parts: 40%
Detailed description of their appearance/personality/ect:
~a large, muscular 120 pound black Rottweiler with tan markings on his paws, muzzle, chest and a dot above his right eye. Like any other Rottweilers, his lips are black along with his nose while one of his eyes is a dark, chocolate-brown eye. His other eye, along with his paws and the left side of his face are replaced with mechanical parts due to a mauling when he was only five months old and when he had a former-habit of chewing his paws. His left eye is a dark shade of red with a light hint of brown due to a error while replacing his missing eye but it is said to help him see better and the parts that were placed on the left side of his face and ear is nothing but metal, expect for his eye. the teeth on his jaws are replaced with light gray, razor-sharp teeth and the lower jaw is replaced with a mechanical part which helps him get a good grip on his target.
His paws are replaced with mechanical parts to help him run longer but the flaw is that because of his weight and for other reasons, panzer isn't the best at running.

~a serious dog with a soft side, panzer knows that it's everydog to himself and likes to keep it that way by avoiding to show the good side of him, probably due to the mauling when he was only five months old. He isn't a fan of losing respect and turning into some dog's chewtoy and would try his best not to act submissive and gentle towards other dogs, which earns him his reputation of being a cold, serious Rottweiler. But besides his hard, serious personality, he doesn't like to show his soft side but if he does then he will be nice and would led a helping paw if you are his friend and about his friends, he would be pretty protective of them but has troubles of choosing his friends over saving his reputation/being loyal to the Organization or the opposite. Even when he hates the so-called home in the Organization with all his heart, he tries his best to prove that he is loyal to them just so he could stay alive through the tough times.

[Celeyan]

Yeah, that's basically what happened. c:
You are accepted, Panzer, you are in the room with Zephra, Shadow, and Alever.))

[Proquail]

Zephra eyed the femme with a soft gaze. She could see the pain inside of the female's pups, telling a story of abuse and mistreatment. She let out a sigh and cocked her head toward Shadow. " it is nice to see you again, Shadow. " She lifted herself off the ground as the sound of paws approached the small group. A malamute, unknown to Zephra up until this point. She watched the malamute turn aggressive without warning, against Kystine. She stepped in front of the white wolf hybrid, in a protective stance. Watching as Shadow did the same effort of protecting the smaller femme. She always knew Shepherds were good dogs, and she was proud to flaunt it.

She watched as the malamute retreated, tail tucked underneath its sorry excuse for legs. She scoffed at the canine, and glanced towards Shadow. " Well done, Shadow. You surely know your way around a fight. " She cocked her head and payed her attention back to the female, who looked shaken and overwhelmed with each one of our presence. She layed back down on her stomach, showing more sign of submission. She relaxed her ears, only one plopping to the side, she looked like a giant puppy at this point. Only with a metal jaw and metal teeth, and hind legs and odd colored eyes. Which had already turned back to green, looking a bit more natural than their average purple.

[meeeea]

Cynder's ears gently flickered at the murmurs of the other dogs, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly to adjust to the light. Her whole body jerked back at the sudden snaps and growls emmiting from the trio, making her skid back in surprise and back up towards the fence. Apparently, "Shadow" had attacked a malamute while she was too busy watching the dim clouds as they littered the greyed skies. Licking her lips, Cynder lowered her front bodice and neatly crossed her paws to watch the scene as it unfolded, slightly impressed by the shepherds power as he toppled the malamute over. Tail struck floor as she began to do light yelps as if saying "well done" to the male, closing her bronzite eyes and flattening her ears. She didn't dare to say anything.

[heartsgirl99]

panzer eyes opened, slowly blinking as the tan and black Rottweiler letted out a yawn. The red-eyed dog slowly started to get up, mechanical paws struggling to balanced itself due to his weight. Panzer turned his head over to the food and water bowl, his eyes narrowed in disgust as he slowly walked towards the bowls that held food and water. another day, another survival he thought, the nails on his paws tapping against the stone-cold floor as he kept on walking. Once he made it, the Rottweiler stared at the tasteless food, softly growling as the half-mechanical dog started to bite onto the dog food pellets. why can't we get good food instead of this garbage? he silently complain, eye twitching as he kept on eating until there was nothing left. Next to the now-emptyed bowl is the water bowl but still, the male tan and black dog needs to keep his strength up. Lowering his head down into the water dish, panzer quickly started to lap the water with his tongue, ignoring the taste of metal as he kept on lapping at the water for a few seconds before pulling his head out. Ears perked, panzer slowly turned his head towards the back door, eyes blinking as he started to walk towards the opened door that leads to outside.

Sighing, panzer walked into the fenced area, ignoring the other dogs as he sat down. Staring at the other dogs coldly, the black and tan Rottweiler watched as some shepherds were talking, not bothering to move from his spot. Yes he wanted to at least have a friend and no, he didn't want to show his soft side with dogs everywhere.

[meeeea]

Adding a male character.



Name:
Ace


Gender:
Male


Age:
5 Y/O


Species:
Belgian Mallinois


Percent of dog:
100%


Percent of wolf: 0%


Percent of mechanical parts: 34%


Detailed description of their appearance/personality/ect:
Ace is a large Belgian Mallinois standing about as high as an average teen when on two feet. His eyes are a dark sooty color, including the base of his neck and underfur while his main coat color is dimly tan. The bottom of his jaws and whole right front leg are metallic including his left ear.

Ace, just like any scarred dog from the Organization, has been teached to follow direct orders and behave. However, he doesn't give a furball about their order and rules, thus leading him to act rebellious and cold towards everyone who might judge him at first glance. Otherwise, he's a pretty friendly guy, protective of those he loves/likes.

[RainbowTea]

Location: Outside of the Cages

Lacking moisture and flavor, the brown pellets struck none of Listal's taste buds as she crunched on her breakfast, bending down towards the plastic bowl for another bite after she had swallowed. Despite her high dislike of the food, she ate as much as she could, desiring the precious energy that would come from it. When she could take no more, she sat back on her haunches and licked the remaining crumbs from her paws, the pellets uncomfortably weighing her stomach down.

Bloodied snarls and high-pitched yelps swirled around Listal, but the fae paid no attention to her surroundings. Having grown too accustomed to the familiar noises that woke her up every morning, she could barely care about what was going on. However, being strict and disciplined with herself, she pricked up her ears and sharpened her senses, keeping on the alert for any approaching canines that happened to stray from their path towards her.  

Listal caught sight of a white-furred dog, listening as a few yelps sparked out of her before she fell into silence again. Catching the joyful tone, she decided something important had occurred. Perhaps a lucky dog had won a fight. It seemed to be the only situation that could cause such a happy noise to be made. Disinterested, Listal lowered her head and bit at a nagging itch on her leg. However, for the sake of socializing and killing boredom, she slowly rose to her paws and trotted over to the fae, who had pressed herself up against a fence.

Listal boldly studied the dog (Cynder) for a moment, imprinting her image inside her mind. Although she did not know her name, she had seen the canine a few times, but she had never bothered to greet her. Not bothering to introduce herself, she rolled a friendly tone into her voice as she asked, "What just happened?"

[Celeyan]

Ace is accepted. c:
He is in room 24.

[Celeyan]

Sorry for double post- but would you guys like to split off into groups for more interaction? c: I seem some people aren't really talking to others- so I think early patrols could help. Are you guys up for early patrols? ;o; It would involve all characters currently in the role-play, which will get more character interaction in here.))