||Things Have Changed|| (Open&Accepting) Rated~M~

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Name| Gypsy
Age| She's 3 years old.
Gender| Bitch
Breed| Border Collie 
Sub-breed| She maw have a bit of Rottweiller in there and even Bernese Mountain Dog somewhere down the line-but she's rather small like a Collie.  
Personality| Although Gypsy seems like your a big softy when you take your first glance she's actually a fiest canine. She won't tolerate any others shit and will more than likely snap-as she can be hod headed she has grown to control it-in some shape or form. Many think she's bitter and heartless but actually, that's just an act-anyone who she feels needs help or even asks she usually jumps to help. Since the vanishment of the humans she has decided to keep to herself-but someone will be able to get her out of her shell. Along with seeming bossy Gypsy is actually quite playful when she wants to be.
History| Before the incident happened she lived with a loving family since being a pup-it came to a surprise that they actually turned on her when the change happened. Feeling alone and unwated the medium-size canine ventured into the streets alone-never meeting any other canines nor felines-but many encounters with the mutated freaks.
Crush| No one yet.
Mate| Nope, but she is open.
Pup(s)| Sadly none puppehs.
Family| Well she can't really remember her 'canine' family but she remembers her human family. Lisa the mother, Dean the dad, Aaron and John the sons and Amie the daughter.
Extra| Nothing extra to can think of.


(Now you guys may post!)

[OreoHeroz]

Name| Eustus (Nicknamed Heeler)

Age| 4 Y/O

Gender| Male

Breed| Australian Cattle Dog (Blue)

Sub-breed| N/A

Personality| Eustus is prideful of himself at times, but he is willing to step down when someone takes the leader position. He is moody at times, and due to that he has a sharp tongue and is stubborn. He isn't very fond of pups, however, that does not mean he isn't on the search for a mate. Eustus isn't afraid of standing up for others or for himself, and usually, he won't let the situation slip past without a hard fight.

History| Eustus was born in the streets with four other siblings. As a stray dog the family struggled to survive - soon three of them died, leaving two left for their parents to take care of. A human boy visited the alley a few times, bringing scraps of meat, or even better, some mini dog treats (which he found out were from the boy's pet beagle), but Eustus never thought of it much. Once he was 3 years, he was old enough to take care of himself. A week later, when the boy did not appear, his parents left to scout for food themselves, while Esutus and his sister stayed behind. While the parents were out hunting, a strange man came in and hauled Esutus away with strange equipment. His sister had been hidden in the old cardboard box.
Esutus was placed in the dog pound where some canines "bullied" him, as well as for his name, which they called him "Useless" instead of "Esutus". Soon, the name "Heeler" was suggested, which remained as it. Now after the incident happened, he roams the streets, hoping to find his family, or at least his sister, while looking for a comforting group to stay in.

Crush| N/A
Mate| N/A
Pup(s)| N/A
Family| Currently being searched for; most likely deceased
Extra| N/A

Name| Kimika

Age| 3 years

Gender| Female

Breed| Akita

Sub-breed| Border collie

Personality| Kimika is a stubborn dog who normally would want to listen to herself more than anyone else, but she's learned to control it when the leader instructs her to do something. She's outgoing and is willing to take risks. Kimika can be gentle and understanding towards you, but if you get her ticked off, her attitude will explode and she will snap at you.

History| Nothing much; born as a house pet with a family of five. After the incident struck, she is now on the streets, searching for a safe place/group to stay in.

Crush| N/A

Mate| N/A

Pup(s)| N/A

Family| Deceased

Extra| N/A

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Both beautiful dogs, you're of course accepted-once we get 1 more member we can start!

[meeeea]

Name| Edme

Age| 4 y/o

Gender| Female/Bitch

Breed| German Shepherd

Sub-breed| Wolf hybrid

Personality| Edme's a result of a half-mutation gone wrong, so she's basically schizophrenic and even cannibalistic in one point. However, past her terrifying glare, she's actually a pretty white soul- striving to help another the best she can and prevent the world from going to shite.

History| She was born at he beginning of this epidemic and quickly departed from her parents.

Crush| Nope.

Mate| Noope.

Pup(s)| She would probably eat them, so no.

Family| Deceased parents, unknown.

Extra| Talks in a strong Yorkshire accent.

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((Accepted, we may start!))

Gypsy
The sun slowly began to rise from its sleep-the golden circle slowly revealing itself past the vast landscapes that surrounded the ruined city. A large yawn eruped from the canines maw as she carefully shuffled to her paws-pushing out her front legs in order to stretch. It seemed this world was now empty and full of dread-she hadn't seen any other canines nor felines around and this caused a sligh grudge to take over her. The mix-breed canine licked her lips as she shuffled to her paws and peered around-huffing "Damn it, there must be others around here?.." She questioned to herself, many questions running through her head. But the main one she asked to herself was 'Am I the last?'. Giving her head a brisk shake Gypsy pushed forward and began trotting across the crumbled pavement, her tail held high as she slowly and quietly walked down the deserted streets.

[DuskPegasister]

This looks cool, I'd like to join :3



Name: Alusia
Age: 1 1/2
Gender: Female/Bitch
Breed: Husky
Sub-Breed: Golden Retriever
Personality: Alusia is a normally calm and collected dog, and doesn't freak out unless the situation is too big for her to handle. She can be a bit clumsy at times, tripping over her own paws. While, she spends most of her time alone, she enjoys company and a friend or two. If she is attacked, she won't hesitate to fight.
History: As a pup, she lived with her mom in an apartment with a middle-aged man (she any remember his name) and lived pretty well. Her mother, who was the golden retriever in her family, treated her with the best if care and wanted to see we pup grow to be something great. Unfortunately, her mother died from sickness, and the man had to move away. He had nothing left to do but put the young dog on the streets. There, Alusia lived alone and felt as if it was Orr for her. But then she was found by young female (also can't remember name) and lived with her for awhile. She loved the outdoors and the little chihuahua that lived with her, and felt happy again. Then, the city changed, and the golden dog was left alone once again.
Crush: Nah.
Mate: No thanks.
Pups: Nope.
Family: Just her deceased mom.
Extra: No.

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Of course accepted, you may start!

[OreoHeroz]

The rustle of a ripped newspapper fluttered in the wind, clinging desperately in the slit between the fences. A figure padded past; his tail fur bristling as his brown optics shot around. Above him, a light layer of clouds covered the yawning sun, casting a dark gloom over the city. A cold breeze swirled through the air, causing Heeler to shiver. His fur stood up against the wind - somewhat keeping his body warm. It had been a few weeks ever since he had last seen his family, and now he stood there, pondering whether they were alive or not. His thoughts leaned towards death - it was impossible to survive this incident, and likely they had died. But a spark of hope still remained inside of him; Heeler continued to press forward, keeping his fur bristled as he headed down the deserted street.

The sound of tiny stones tumbling down onto the pavement shot into the cattle dog's ears. Whirling around, his tail bristled as he raised it higher, peeling back his lips to reveal his teeth. An uncomfortable feeling traveled through him, but he ignored it, bristling as he faced into the direction of the sound. As he took a whiff of the air, he noticed how it smelled more like a canine, but he supposed it was a mutant, most likely. "Who's there?" he barked, growling uneasily.

Correct me if I'm wrong but this is a canine and a feline Rp, right? If so, I'll make a feline character since there aren't any))

Name| Slate

Age| 4 Y/O

Gender| Male

Breed| Bengal

Sub-breed| N/A

Personality| Slate is shy and overly cautious when it comes to the outside word. He doesn't enjoy socializing, however, he does get along with other animals once he gets to known them. He's quite nervous though, and stammers a lot when he can't think of something. Otherwise, he can be stubborn, as well as short-tempered, and he gets moody when he's neglected by others. He can be gullible at times, but he can be intelligent when needed.
 
History| Slate grew up on the streets with his parents and one sibling. However, he was found as a "stray" and placed into the shelter without warning. He was neglected by humans when they stopped to look at him, and was sometimes treated unfairly by the other creatures. When a month had passed, the human who had fed him accidentally left his cage door opened, letting Slate sneak out in daylight, due to that the front doors were opened. Slate eventually forgot about his family due to living in the streets, and after the incident happened, he doesn't speak much and still makes his rounds on the streets, avoiding strangers and creatures as he does.

Crush| N/A

Mate| N/A

Pup(s)| N/A

Family| Missing

Extra| N/A

[DuskPegasister]

Thank you


A light clicking of claws against pavement echoed through the dull city ruins as a golden fae walked along the sidewalk, her head lowered and her pointed ears pinned against her head. She had been sitting down earlier, trying her best to choke down a sob that was forming a lump in her throat, and eventually decided to try and walk it off. It that it helped at all, instead it just gave Alusia a better view of the broken city. She missed her home, the kind lady and the little chihuahua she lived with deeply, and she had been trying her best to keep cool, be her normal self. That was hard, though. This situation was very bad in the least. All the fluffy fae wanted was to at least know that something was alive, not just the mutants. The thought if being the last one made her shiver. Alusia sighed and sat down, gazing up at the grey sky.