Post by §creαm † on Jan 24, 2009 14:03:58 GMT -5
:: PERSONAL ::
Character Name: Scream
Gender: Female
Breed: Cane Corso Italiano x Presa Canario
Age: 4
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
Appearance: She is is a medium-big size dog, strongly built but elegant, with powerful and long muscles, very distinguished, she expresses strength, agility and endurance. The general conformation is that of a meromorphic animal whose body is longer than the height at the withers, harmonious as regards the form and disharmonious as regards the profile. The Muzzle is very broad and deep. Her neck is slightly arched. Her pelt is a black and fawn brindle, her eyes portray a slight golden color. She has a deep, broad chest and a strong build. The mixture of her breeds show through.
Personality: She is not the friendliest dog on earth, normally she'd rather fight with others than talk. For her, the term "Her Bark Is Worse Then Her Bite" is all wrong. for her it'd be her bite is worse then her bark. she is very quick with the tongue and quicker with her actions. she is known to kill first then ask later. She has a heart, it's just wrapped in barbed wire and locked in a steel cage. Dysfunctional. not many get to know her, not many want to get to know her. she travels alone and fends for herself. the few that do get close to her by some miracle are defended with her life. she is very protective to those she like and the devil to those she despise. my advice, if you can't get close to her rotten heart, don't try. it may end in blood.
History: She was born to a normal mother and a normal father. Her siblings too were normal. She was, for the most part. She always had a tendency to get into fights with stray dogs and attack the two leggers. one day, she attacked a human, not knowing exactly who it was she was attacking. it was the dog catcher. after a vicious mauling she left, devilishly happy. only to be chased by the police and other dog catchers. without knowing it she set her family up for a death sentence. she ran back to her mother, father and siblings. the two leggers were hot on her trail. once they seen their were more they didn't falter in their actions. right then and there they killed them all, only leaving scream badly wounded and running through the forests. that's when she woke up to the real world. that's when she went full blown dark. now she wanders through life, leaving no mercy for her victims and even less for the humans.
Relations: Parents - Deceased
Siblings - Deceased
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example:
I roamed through the barren hell hole. my large paws padded silently against the cooling pavement. the suns rays stretched across the atmos, splaying an array of pastel colors. the nights beauty about to take reign of the heavens. my claws sharpened claws clicked with each powerful stride i had taken. my nape arched up to view my surroundings; features twisted into a demonic scowl. golden opts flashed with unmerciful thoughts. a vicious snarl rose in my vocals, rumbling through the emptied alleys, tearing through my broad chest. what victims are around today? who dares to step to me?
Continuing on my endless trek i continued to look around. the same menacing look on my facade. lips only slightly pulled back to reveal only a small portion of my ivory fangs. ashen and fawn brindled belt shone in the fading rays of light. slick pelt rustled as my muscles bulged then contracted with each deadly step taken. my tail, along with my auds, stood erect, waiting for any sign of life in this seemingly empty world. a wind swept past me, blowing an array of scents to my sensitive nose. my lip twitched slightly as the scent of abandoned humans came rushing to me. an even deadlier growl erupted from my dark voice. it rang through the town. echoing off the buildings, sending the small creatures of the forest scampering away. a snort was emitted from me. pathetic. time for business.
I picked up my pace, this time flying swiftly down the road. my bodice maneuvering skillfully around the rusted automobiles. another scent on the wind was a wandering canine, just as myself. its breed the one difference, as well as the gender. it was a male st. Bernard. a sick grin tugged at the corners of my noir lips. fangs now visible to full extent. the wind whistled past me, screaming in my audits. i jumped over a tipped bench, my frame now airborne for a moment in time. i landed with a thud on the opposite side of the obstacle. my knees taking the shock. i did not wait. i had hit the ground running. in that same instant i caught the stronger scent of the bastard. a hellish cackle spread through my vocals but was not radiated too far from me. no, don't give away your position. you're in a good spot, downwind, silent and looking for a fight.
Soon enough i stood in a park. the fading grass turning rougher beneath my pads. dying leaves swirled down around my bodice. i panted a bit, tongue lolling from my powerful jowls. the crisp air inhaled into my nares and mouth. it burned in my nostrils but just drove me from a daze and back to reality. it exhaled just as swiftly as it had come. as soon as i had caught my breath i looked around, golden orbs flashing with wicked intentions. oh the poor puppy had bailed. or so he tried to pretend as he did. his charade did not work. i just laughed sinisterly. then without moving, without turning i spoke openly. my vocals booming out around the terrain. they were malicious and uncaring. sinister to the extreme.
"Come out, come out where ever you are mongrel"
There was a slight rustling to my side but i had not faltered. i just stood there, muscles tensed, ready for the noisy brutes spring. my crown was arched sky wards, proclaiming dominance. i never back down. my powerful legs were bent only slightly, preparing to pounce. there was an intense silence. no movement, no sounds. it seemed all time had stopped for a whole minute. then i heard what i was anticipating. the dog had lunged. from my peripheral vision i had caught the site of the multi toned beast flying toward my physic. his fangs were bared and aiming toward, of course, my throat. i sneered hellishly. without a moments hesitation i ducked down to the hearth, my belly hitting the sod. he flew over me and landed on his feet. i jumped up quickly, just as he turned to me. we were face to face. formidable opponents.
My lips curled up completely, a snarl singing through my clenched fangs. the brute did the same thing. i crouched a bit, ready to spring. i observed him from the corner of my eye but never broke eye contact. he was strong, stronger than i expected. good, more fun. his pelt was thick, mine not so much. but my flesh was thicker then his. scars littered my bodice, showing my fighting history. i snapped my jowls at him and began to circle. he did the same, i observed his motions, looking for an sign of weakness. i noted he had a slight limp in his hind leg. that did it. without warning i pounced, my jowls snapping toward his injured hackle. he didn't expect that move but a move to his throat. i caught him off guard, good. my fangs entrapped his leg as i bit down with all my might. a scream was released from the dog as his bone crunched between my strong jaw. he bite at my hide but did not effect me as much. i tugged angrily, crimson trickling into my mouth as did from my side. from me and from him. as i pulled he fell down to the dirt. i didn't hesitate in my next move.
He tried to get up but failed miserably as i placed my heavy pillars on his chest. i pressed down with more and more force, making him cry out even louder. no i didn't go for the throat. that was much too fast for me to enjoy. my claws dug into his fur, attempting to pierce his flesh. it did not work. my lip twinged in irritation at that fact. radiating from my aura was anger, blood lust as well as excitement and jubilant. why? well because i finally get to make the kill. torture is fun and all but watching that light fade from the victims eye is much more enjoyable. a gust of wind flew past as i lunged my jowls not to his throat but to his under belly. i ripped furiously at his flesh, tearing his stomach apart. i will try not to get too gruesome here. blood splayed across me and the vegetation. the last muffled gurgle came from the passing bastard. i grinned viciously, blood dripping from me. my snarl turned into a laugh as i trotted away from the now deceased dog. my blood dripped down my duo tinted pelt. another scar for my collection. another death to my memories. my thirst for killing satiated for the moment.
Miscellaneous: Is she too bad?
Other accounts: Nope
OOC Name: You could call me scream or anything else. I don't mind ^.^
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Holy Banana's yes. there's -counts- at least 15 sites tehe.
How long have you been RPing?: Almost 2 years now ;]
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : Vagrant[/size][/color]
Character Name: Scream
Gender: Female
Breed: Cane Corso Italiano x Presa Canario
Age: 4
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
Appearance: She is is a medium-big size dog, strongly built but elegant, with powerful and long muscles, very distinguished, she expresses strength, agility and endurance. The general conformation is that of a meromorphic animal whose body is longer than the height at the withers, harmonious as regards the form and disharmonious as regards the profile. The Muzzle is very broad and deep. Her neck is slightly arched. Her pelt is a black and fawn brindle, her eyes portray a slight golden color. She has a deep, broad chest and a strong build. The mixture of her breeds show through.
Personality: She is not the friendliest dog on earth, normally she'd rather fight with others than talk. For her, the term "Her Bark Is Worse Then Her Bite" is all wrong. for her it'd be her bite is worse then her bark. she is very quick with the tongue and quicker with her actions. she is known to kill first then ask later. She has a heart, it's just wrapped in barbed wire and locked in a steel cage. Dysfunctional. not many get to know her, not many want to get to know her. she travels alone and fends for herself. the few that do get close to her by some miracle are defended with her life. she is very protective to those she like and the devil to those she despise. my advice, if you can't get close to her rotten heart, don't try. it may end in blood.
History: She was born to a normal mother and a normal father. Her siblings too were normal. She was, for the most part. She always had a tendency to get into fights with stray dogs and attack the two leggers. one day, she attacked a human, not knowing exactly who it was she was attacking. it was the dog catcher. after a vicious mauling she left, devilishly happy. only to be chased by the police and other dog catchers. without knowing it she set her family up for a death sentence. she ran back to her mother, father and siblings. the two leggers were hot on her trail. once they seen their were more they didn't falter in their actions. right then and there they killed them all, only leaving scream badly wounded and running through the forests. that's when she woke up to the real world. that's when she went full blown dark. now she wanders through life, leaving no mercy for her victims and even less for the humans.
Relations: Parents - Deceased
Siblings - Deceased
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::[/b]
RP example:
I roamed through the barren hell hole. my large paws padded silently against the cooling pavement. the suns rays stretched across the atmos, splaying an array of pastel colors. the nights beauty about to take reign of the heavens. my claws sharpened claws clicked with each powerful stride i had taken. my nape arched up to view my surroundings; features twisted into a demonic scowl. golden opts flashed with unmerciful thoughts. a vicious snarl rose in my vocals, rumbling through the emptied alleys, tearing through my broad chest. what victims are around today? who dares to step to me?
Continuing on my endless trek i continued to look around. the same menacing look on my facade. lips only slightly pulled back to reveal only a small portion of my ivory fangs. ashen and fawn brindled belt shone in the fading rays of light. slick pelt rustled as my muscles bulged then contracted with each deadly step taken. my tail, along with my auds, stood erect, waiting for any sign of life in this seemingly empty world. a wind swept past me, blowing an array of scents to my sensitive nose. my lip twitched slightly as the scent of abandoned humans came rushing to me. an even deadlier growl erupted from my dark voice. it rang through the town. echoing off the buildings, sending the small creatures of the forest scampering away. a snort was emitted from me. pathetic. time for business.
I picked up my pace, this time flying swiftly down the road. my bodice maneuvering skillfully around the rusted automobiles. another scent on the wind was a wandering canine, just as myself. its breed the one difference, as well as the gender. it was a male st. Bernard. a sick grin tugged at the corners of my noir lips. fangs now visible to full extent. the wind whistled past me, screaming in my audits. i jumped over a tipped bench, my frame now airborne for a moment in time. i landed with a thud on the opposite side of the obstacle. my knees taking the shock. i did not wait. i had hit the ground running. in that same instant i caught the stronger scent of the bastard. a hellish cackle spread through my vocals but was not radiated too far from me. no, don't give away your position. you're in a good spot, downwind, silent and looking for a fight.
Soon enough i stood in a park. the fading grass turning rougher beneath my pads. dying leaves swirled down around my bodice. i panted a bit, tongue lolling from my powerful jowls. the crisp air inhaled into my nares and mouth. it burned in my nostrils but just drove me from a daze and back to reality. it exhaled just as swiftly as it had come. as soon as i had caught my breath i looked around, golden orbs flashing with wicked intentions. oh the poor puppy had bailed. or so he tried to pretend as he did. his charade did not work. i just laughed sinisterly. then without moving, without turning i spoke openly. my vocals booming out around the terrain. they were malicious and uncaring. sinister to the extreme.
"Come out, come out where ever you are mongrel"
There was a slight rustling to my side but i had not faltered. i just stood there, muscles tensed, ready for the noisy brutes spring. my crown was arched sky wards, proclaiming dominance. i never back down. my powerful legs were bent only slightly, preparing to pounce. there was an intense silence. no movement, no sounds. it seemed all time had stopped for a whole minute. then i heard what i was anticipating. the dog had lunged. from my peripheral vision i had caught the site of the multi toned beast flying toward my physic. his fangs were bared and aiming toward, of course, my throat. i sneered hellishly. without a moments hesitation i ducked down to the hearth, my belly hitting the sod. he flew over me and landed on his feet. i jumped up quickly, just as he turned to me. we were face to face. formidable opponents.
My lips curled up completely, a snarl singing through my clenched fangs. the brute did the same thing. i crouched a bit, ready to spring. i observed him from the corner of my eye but never broke eye contact. he was strong, stronger than i expected. good, more fun. his pelt was thick, mine not so much. but my flesh was thicker then his. scars littered my bodice, showing my fighting history. i snapped my jowls at him and began to circle. he did the same, i observed his motions, looking for an sign of weakness. i noted he had a slight limp in his hind leg. that did it. without warning i pounced, my jowls snapping toward his injured hackle. he didn't expect that move but a move to his throat. i caught him off guard, good. my fangs entrapped his leg as i bit down with all my might. a scream was released from the dog as his bone crunched between my strong jaw. he bite at my hide but did not effect me as much. i tugged angrily, crimson trickling into my mouth as did from my side. from me and from him. as i pulled he fell down to the dirt. i didn't hesitate in my next move.
He tried to get up but failed miserably as i placed my heavy pillars on his chest. i pressed down with more and more force, making him cry out even louder. no i didn't go for the throat. that was much too fast for me to enjoy. my claws dug into his fur, attempting to pierce his flesh. it did not work. my lip twinged in irritation at that fact. radiating from my aura was anger, blood lust as well as excitement and jubilant. why? well because i finally get to make the kill. torture is fun and all but watching that light fade from the victims eye is much more enjoyable. a gust of wind flew past as i lunged my jowls not to his throat but to his under belly. i ripped furiously at his flesh, tearing his stomach apart. i will try not to get too gruesome here. blood splayed across me and the vegetation. the last muffled gurgle came from the passing bastard. i grinned viciously, blood dripping from me. my snarl turned into a laugh as i trotted away from the now deceased dog. my blood dripped down my duo tinted pelt. another scar for my collection. another death to my memories. my thirst for killing satiated for the moment.
Miscellaneous: Is she too bad?
Other accounts: Nope
OOC Name: You could call me scream or anything else. I don't mind ^.^
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Holy Banana's yes. there's -counts- at least 15 sites tehe.
How long have you been RPing?: Almost 2 years now ;]
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : Vagrant[/size][/color]
