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Post by / k a y n e ] on Dec 24, 2008 12:31:49 GMT -5
:: PERSONAL ::
Name: Kayne
Alias: Kay, K.O.
Gender: male
Breed: Australian Shepherd
Age: 2 years
:: INFORMATION ::
Image: click?
Appearance: Let us begin with the main characteristic of the male you're reading of--his eyes. Quite unique, they are of two gorgeous colors, a chocolate and a pure azure, both strikingly gorgeous. Now, you might be thinking that one eye is the sienna and the other is the ultramarine, but I beg to differ. Half of each eye is the gorgeous brown, the other is the icy water color. Quite unique indeed. Now, onto another spectacular trait, his wavy pelt. You could classify it as a popular color, blue merle, which would be quite accurate. His coloring is finaled with a buff undercoat; beneath the tail, stomach, and chest. Also, three of his mitts are dipped with the same off-white color. He stands 21 inches, considered a preferred height with this beautiful breed, slightly longer than tall.
Personality: It seems he has every right to be as vain as over confident he is, as gorgeous as a creature he is. He takes joy in others misery and stupidity, always stating something witty. Along with his alluring coat, he also has a coo for the females, a seductive manner among himself calling forth any innocent. Instead of loving others, he simply becomes infatuated and possessive with them if he cares for them, a good replacement in his eyes. This male is extremely dark inside, a ruthless animal. He doesn't mind if you're killed or not, not if he gets what he wants when he wants it. On the lighter side of things, he does take tender care of his many mates, protecting them from other rogues, giving them shelter, food, etc.
History: Born in a breeder's home of two finely bred specimens like himself, he was raised without love and attention, for his birth mother wasn't the type to care for her pups emotionally, simply physically. Perhaps this was the effect of several litters before this one, or the trait of being a heartless pregnant dog. Either will do for now. Like most purebred Aussies, Riley was adopted quickly when he was of age by a 'perfect' family. Of course, behind closed doors, fences, and gates, this money-revolved family consisted of four members, each on a different type of drug. This left poor Polo here without the love and attention he obviously needed, leaving him to fend for himself emotionally and creating a monster in himself. During a severe drug bust in the entire neighborhood, flashing lights and irritating sirens led Riley out on the streets, knowing the pound was much worse through a continuous line of rumors passing from fence to fence.
Relations: None in contact.
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example: The soft roll of sage grass, the unseasoned buds growing on scattered oaks, the pearly clouds contrast to the clear azure sky. 'Perfection,' a young female stray thought, her mind clear, a resemblance to the soft atmosphere above her. The gentle prick of the jade grass below her seemed to passage her beige pads continuously. Her lungs expanded to their full extent with the filling of crisp air, a slight chill in the comforting breeze. Spring was like heaven to her, it was the red merle's favorite season of all four. The sight of life where it once was dead was inspiring, giving her tremendous hope.
An Australian Shepherd stood uon the highest hill,--which wasn't quite a hill--different hued eyes taking in the beautiful, supple landscape around her. A long, slightly matted, red merle coat swayed slightly in the breeze, a hint of chill running through it. The female reclined into a seated position, her haunches embracing the crisp cuts wramly, allowing each sugary ray of sunlight to gather in her magnetic pelt. She closed each eye--one of the purest azure, the other a deliciously chocolate--and allowed the setting to conquer her mind. She meditated silently, the past, present, and future flowing gently through her thoughts. Her tail swayed softly, the tranquility pleasing her tremendously.
Subconsciously, her sleek body continued its descent to the welcoming ground. She laid her slender cranium upon her mitts, preparing for a nap. How could you resist napping in a place so.. quiet? So.. welcoming? So...
The Aussie's thoughts wandered amiss the atmosphere around her as she drifted into a thin sleep.
Thud, thud, thud, thud..
The rythmn of footsteps ripping the ground's grassy flesh, tearing the weeds' roots from beneath the female's mitts. Something was wrong. Why was she running? Why so fast? Why so urgently? Her salmon tongue lolled about her beige lips as she gasped for breath. Her lungs begged for a break, needed to catch each breath that escaped them. Each muscle ached, agony racking through her body. Why couldn't she stop?
'Ace..'
Who was that? Why was it calling her name? The voice was distorted from the wind resistance flicking her perky ears about. Her brain couldn't make out the gender of the caller. What was happening?
So many questions, each unanswered.
Back in reality, the female known as Ace--as you've read from her nightmare--was lying on her side, her legs racing. She obviously wasn't accelerating, just kicking her legs vigorously.
OOC Name: Riley, Ace.
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: DSMN, IS, Decode, etc.
How long have you been RPing?: a few years?
How did you find our site??: DSMN
Name: Kayne
Alias: Kay, K.O.
Gender: male
Breed: Australian Shepherd
Age: 2 years
:: INFORMATION ::
Image: click?
Appearance: Let us begin with the main characteristic of the male you're reading of--his eyes. Quite unique, they are of two gorgeous colors, a chocolate and a pure azure, both strikingly gorgeous. Now, you might be thinking that one eye is the sienna and the other is the ultramarine, but I beg to differ. Half of each eye is the gorgeous brown, the other is the icy water color. Quite unique indeed. Now, onto another spectacular trait, his wavy pelt. You could classify it as a popular color, blue merle, which would be quite accurate. His coloring is finaled with a buff undercoat; beneath the tail, stomach, and chest. Also, three of his mitts are dipped with the same off-white color. He stands 21 inches, considered a preferred height with this beautiful breed, slightly longer than tall.
Personality: It seems he has every right to be as vain as over confident he is, as gorgeous as a creature he is. He takes joy in others misery and stupidity, always stating something witty. Along with his alluring coat, he also has a coo for the females, a seductive manner among himself calling forth any innocent. Instead of loving others, he simply becomes infatuated and possessive with them if he cares for them, a good replacement in his eyes. This male is extremely dark inside, a ruthless animal. He doesn't mind if you're killed or not, not if he gets what he wants when he wants it. On the lighter side of things, he does take tender care of his many mates, protecting them from other rogues, giving them shelter, food, etc.
History: Born in a breeder's home of two finely bred specimens like himself, he was raised without love and attention, for his birth mother wasn't the type to care for her pups emotionally, simply physically. Perhaps this was the effect of several litters before this one, or the trait of being a heartless pregnant dog. Either will do for now. Like most purebred Aussies, Riley was adopted quickly when he was of age by a 'perfect' family. Of course, behind closed doors, fences, and gates, this money-revolved family consisted of four members, each on a different type of drug. This left poor Polo here without the love and attention he obviously needed, leaving him to fend for himself emotionally and creating a monster in himself. During a severe drug bust in the entire neighborhood, flashing lights and irritating sirens led Riley out on the streets, knowing the pound was much worse through a continuous line of rumors passing from fence to fence.
Relations: None in contact.
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example: The soft roll of sage grass, the unseasoned buds growing on scattered oaks, the pearly clouds contrast to the clear azure sky. 'Perfection,' a young female stray thought, her mind clear, a resemblance to the soft atmosphere above her. The gentle prick of the jade grass below her seemed to passage her beige pads continuously. Her lungs expanded to their full extent with the filling of crisp air, a slight chill in the comforting breeze. Spring was like heaven to her, it was the red merle's favorite season of all four. The sight of life where it once was dead was inspiring, giving her tremendous hope.
An Australian Shepherd stood uon the highest hill,--which wasn't quite a hill--different hued eyes taking in the beautiful, supple landscape around her. A long, slightly matted, red merle coat swayed slightly in the breeze, a hint of chill running through it. The female reclined into a seated position, her haunches embracing the crisp cuts wramly, allowing each sugary ray of sunlight to gather in her magnetic pelt. She closed each eye--one of the purest azure, the other a deliciously chocolate--and allowed the setting to conquer her mind. She meditated silently, the past, present, and future flowing gently through her thoughts. Her tail swayed softly, the tranquility pleasing her tremendously.
Subconsciously, her sleek body continued its descent to the welcoming ground. She laid her slender cranium upon her mitts, preparing for a nap. How could you resist napping in a place so.. quiet? So.. welcoming? So...
The Aussie's thoughts wandered amiss the atmosphere around her as she drifted into a thin sleep.
Thud, thud, thud, thud..
The rythmn of footsteps ripping the ground's grassy flesh, tearing the weeds' roots from beneath the female's mitts. Something was wrong. Why was she running? Why so fast? Why so urgently? Her salmon tongue lolled about her beige lips as she gasped for breath. Her lungs begged for a break, needed to catch each breath that escaped them. Each muscle ached, agony racking through her body. Why couldn't she stop?
'Ace..'
Who was that? Why was it calling her name? The voice was distorted from the wind resistance flicking her perky ears about. Her brain couldn't make out the gender of the caller. What was happening?
So many questions, each unanswered.
Back in reality, the female known as Ace--as you've read from her nightmare--was lying on her side, her legs racing. She obviously wasn't accelerating, just kicking her legs vigorously.
OOC Name: Riley, Ace.
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: DSMN, IS, Decode, etc.
How long have you been RPing?: a few years?
How did you find our site??: DSMN
