Post by Blue on Dec 2, 2008 22:17:49 GMT -5
:: PERSONAL ::
Character Name: Indigo
Gender: Female
Breed: Dalmation
Age: 2 1/2
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
Appearance: Indigo is a beautiful black and white spotted, classic dalmatian. She has brown eyes, and yellowish claws and teeth, both rather short. She hardly has any whiskers, and the short ones she does have are all black. Her spotted coat is very short, and her stature is sleek as can be.
Personality: Indigo is a very proud dog, and she likes to have her own way. She can be incredibly stubborn and hard headed at times, making her a difficult partner, but you can always trust her. As a friend, she is always loyal, and will never betray you. She angers easily, and more often than not, her bark is worse than her bite. She's a great ally and a dangerous enemy. When she isn't ripping other dogs heads off, she can be sweet, and is easily embarrassed by other dogs flirting with her, although she secretly loves it. She enjoys spending lazy summer afternoons lying on the Sydney harbor bridge sunbathing, or catching critters to eat down at the circular quay docks. She is a light sleeper, and at the first sign of trouble, her eyes snap open and her teeth are bared. This truly is a dog with two personalities.
History: Indigo had the good life in Italy. She was the dog of a famous Italian dancer called Romas, and was very attached to him. The two were inseparable, two friends for life, but then one night, while Romas was on stage, Indigo sat behind the curtains, waiting for her beloved master to be done his evening show. Suddenly, a bag was thrown over her, and she was taken away. Many times she pleaded for the strange person to let her out, but to no avail. She was in the bag a very long time, and by the time she had finally chewed herself out, she was in a dark alley somewhere far away from his home. For moons, she searched, but she never again saw her master. She wears a Spanish collar, and is very protective of it, as it is all she has left of her precious master.
Relations: None she can remember, Former master, Romas
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example: A chilly north wind tugged at the dark brown ears of a wandering lab. Demitri had slipped away from his new pups and their mother that morning to think. As he wandered the outskirts of the town, at the edge of the human garbage mountain lay a small field, and it was here Demitri lay. Dark clouds gathered overhead, and he smelled the distinct sharp pang of lightning. A booming echo of thunder rolled across the sky. A storm was coming. His dark eyebrows pulled together as he thought of his pups and Sakura. This would be the pup's first storm. Demitri rose, and turned west, towards his den in the park. Suddenly, a sharp scent hit his nose. Like lightning, but more metallic. He pointed his nose at the ever-darkening sky, and in the corner of his eye, caught a flash of silver. And then he saw it. A huge pointed arrowhead falling from the sky. Headed directly for the center of the city. Panic flashed to his mind, and he started running. The fear crept through his body as the air turned to stone, and a deafening whistling noise split the air. Demitri ground his teeth until he tasted blood, but kept running. The adrenaline would keep him going, and with a powerful thrust of his hind legs, he sent himself forward with new speed. Abruptly, the white noise stopped. and then... BOOOOOOOOOOM! An explosion in the center of the city. He saw the orange flicker of flames, the black smoke rising. It started to rain, and with the rain came something so horrible, Demitri almost collapsed in shocked horror. The Silence. No noise as he entered the city center. Nothing. No thunder, no wind, only nothingness. And then he smelt something else among the burned asphalt and metallic smoke. A scent coming from what he had thought was smoke. But instead of the charcoal and fire smell, this strange fog smelt sickly sweet. As soon as he smelt it, he felt different. He was no longer Demitri. No longer in his body. He was dying. He watched as his unconscious body dropped to the ground. Barley breathing, he prayed for he prayed he would be left to die, because if any dog breathed this poisonous air, they would fall where they stood.
Miscellaneous: nope!
Other accounts: Yep, I'm the admin, Bleu
OOC Name: Bleu / Admin
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Lots
How long have you been RPing?: 7 months
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : I made it! Woo~
Character Name: Indigo
Gender: Female
Breed: Dalmation
Age: 2 1/2
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
Appearance: Indigo is a beautiful black and white spotted, classic dalmatian. She has brown eyes, and yellowish claws and teeth, both rather short. She hardly has any whiskers, and the short ones she does have are all black. Her spotted coat is very short, and her stature is sleek as can be.
Personality: Indigo is a very proud dog, and she likes to have her own way. She can be incredibly stubborn and hard headed at times, making her a difficult partner, but you can always trust her. As a friend, she is always loyal, and will never betray you. She angers easily, and more often than not, her bark is worse than her bite. She's a great ally and a dangerous enemy. When she isn't ripping other dogs heads off, she can be sweet, and is easily embarrassed by other dogs flirting with her, although she secretly loves it. She enjoys spending lazy summer afternoons lying on the Sydney harbor bridge sunbathing, or catching critters to eat down at the circular quay docks. She is a light sleeper, and at the first sign of trouble, her eyes snap open and her teeth are bared. This truly is a dog with two personalities.
History: Indigo had the good life in Italy. She was the dog of a famous Italian dancer called Romas, and was very attached to him. The two were inseparable, two friends for life, but then one night, while Romas was on stage, Indigo sat behind the curtains, waiting for her beloved master to be done his evening show. Suddenly, a bag was thrown over her, and she was taken away. Many times she pleaded for the strange person to let her out, but to no avail. She was in the bag a very long time, and by the time she had finally chewed herself out, she was in a dark alley somewhere far away from his home. For moons, she searched, but she never again saw her master. She wears a Spanish collar, and is very protective of it, as it is all she has left of her precious master.
Relations: None she can remember, Former master, Romas
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example: A chilly north wind tugged at the dark brown ears of a wandering lab. Demitri had slipped away from his new pups and their mother that morning to think. As he wandered the outskirts of the town, at the edge of the human garbage mountain lay a small field, and it was here Demitri lay. Dark clouds gathered overhead, and he smelled the distinct sharp pang of lightning. A booming echo of thunder rolled across the sky. A storm was coming. His dark eyebrows pulled together as he thought of his pups and Sakura. This would be the pup's first storm. Demitri rose, and turned west, towards his den in the park. Suddenly, a sharp scent hit his nose. Like lightning, but more metallic. He pointed his nose at the ever-darkening sky, and in the corner of his eye, caught a flash of silver. And then he saw it. A huge pointed arrowhead falling from the sky. Headed directly for the center of the city. Panic flashed to his mind, and he started running. The fear crept through his body as the air turned to stone, and a deafening whistling noise split the air. Demitri ground his teeth until he tasted blood, but kept running. The adrenaline would keep him going, and with a powerful thrust of his hind legs, he sent himself forward with new speed. Abruptly, the white noise stopped. and then... BOOOOOOOOOOM! An explosion in the center of the city. He saw the orange flicker of flames, the black smoke rising. It started to rain, and with the rain came something so horrible, Demitri almost collapsed in shocked horror. The Silence. No noise as he entered the city center. Nothing. No thunder, no wind, only nothingness. And then he smelt something else among the burned asphalt and metallic smoke. A scent coming from what he had thought was smoke. But instead of the charcoal and fire smell, this strange fog smelt sickly sweet. As soon as he smelt it, he felt different. He was no longer Demitri. No longer in his body. He was dying. He watched as his unconscious body dropped to the ground. Barley breathing, he prayed for he prayed he would be left to die, because if any dog breathed this poisonous air, they would fall where they stood.
Miscellaneous: nope!
Other accounts: Yep, I'm the admin, Bleu
OOC Name: Bleu / Admin
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Lots
How long have you been RPing?: 7 months
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : I made it! Woo~
