Tracker Dog Facility [V 3.0]

[Maddyoll]

Yes, Congrats! I was rooting for you! About what time will 82 be picked, by the way :3 (If not now..)

[Aiki]

Congratulations!

[○~Discover~○]

Oh thank you so much! *Hugs tracker* i luff her so much <3
Everyone had amazing forms as well <3

[DoctorDraca]

Tracker Dog Application

Username
Aiki

Tracker Dog you want
82

Reason why you want it
When I first saw him I didn't really put too much thought into him, until I started to really look at him. There is more to this tracker than meets the eye, his personality has much to develop which makes him interesting, what is said in his quote gives him so many opportunities, making him sound adventurous and headstrong which I love and he really is interesting to draw as he looks as though he's walked out of a sand storm.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Most definitely!

Name Dune
Gender Male
Age 3 1/2
Height 3''6''
Weight 58.5 lbs
Care requirements
His short coat requires a quick once over every afternoon, however running in the sand dunes he does get dusty so regular baths are required. His claws need to be trimmed as the sand does not offer any opportunities to keep claws at ideal length.
Diet He will eat premium quality dry dog food, however it must be mixed with fresh meat and shredded vegetables
Existing Health Issues
Has had minor issues with lungs due to sand inhalation.

Temperament

Dune is quite a serious tracker, in his mind what people call fun he believes it is a distraction.
For this reason he isn't really a favourite among people as he wont engage in any type of play.
This might be because he may not know how to play.
As a pup he was quite a serious tracker causing him to ignore the games with the other pups.

Once Dune sets his mind on something he wont drop it.
He will do anything to reach his goal and will often push past his limits to achieve it.
He is prone to dropping of exhaustion, hunger or thirst because of this.

Despite this he never makes a deal out of anything, its because of his focus he is able to remain calm.
He is know to have no fear and many admire him for this.
However this is his whole personality coming into play, he is able to get through this because of focus and persistence.

His mind is able to focus like a laser. Unwavering.
Its because of this focus he can tune out distraction effectively and this contributes to his success.
Sometimes this makes him miss things in his path leading to his embarrassment.

Recommendations & Training Observations

Tracker Dog #82 I Available until 14th
Gender: Male
Wastelands, deserts, hostile areas, this Tracker was made for them.
He's focused, calm and especially fast.
He was created to transfer messages and gather intelligence.
Loud noises don't startle him.
Don't expect too much affection or playfulness out of him, though.
He can dim his optics to a dull brown if he wants to, to further blend in.

Strengths
Fast
Focused
Reliable
Intelligent
Brave
Weaknesses
Finds it hard to stop working
Claustrophobic
Not people oriented
Socially awkward

Over the Dunes

Dear Applicant, Stark

We would like to inform you, that we have accepted your application for a Partner in Intelligence Gathering. We currently have Tracker Number 82 in training and would like you to join us in viewing his final assessment, located in Simpson Desert. A map with the bases location and plane ticket is also included in the envelope. We look forward to hearing from you.

Kind Regards
Tracker Facility

Stark pulled out the tickets a little to enthusiastically resulting in a rather torn up envelope, discarding the remains he attempted to find when the plane would the depart 10/01/12 Stark looked at his watch "Oh Man, thats today" he mumbled as he searched for the times, "6:30! That only gives me what?" he exclaimed as he checked the time 4:27 "Two hours? Ah man...Stupid mail man! Why cant he deliver things earlier" he yelled at the torn up envelope trying to figure out a game plan.
"Gotta pack ah...PANTS! pants are important, and some shirts, underwear...hmm not so much but i'll pack some anyway, kay go, go go!" he said as he raced off to pack.

An hour and a half later Stark arrived at the airport somewhat flustered after having to drive back to retrieve forgotten items several times, including the tickets and information. As he checked in his bags the lady at the desk looked rather amused as she looked over his rather frazzled appearance, his blonde shoulder length hair looking like it hadn't been brushed in weeks, clothes rumpled and shoes untied, "Are you okay, sir?" she asked
"Okay? does it look like i look okay? I was woken up at 5:30 to sign for a bloody letter that arrived late, which then had stupid tickets for a plane that was due to leave 10 minuets ago" instead of being apologetic the lady decided to add a bit more humour into her day considering the boring job, said "You seem a bit tense" Stark narrowed his eyes and huffed turning to walk away back stiff without rage.

Finally after boarding the plane he sat down with a sigh. Starks utter relief was short lived when he found his seat, a rather pompous woman who seamed to have eaten way too many cream tarts was sitting beside his. He sat down in his seat with a sad expression as though he had taken a bite of a lemon, trying to tame his hair to something presentable and less wild. The pompous lady took no notice of him and Stark knew it would be a long ride.

Much to his dismay, Stark realised that to reach the camps base he would have to take three different busses, two trains and a long drive.

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Stark leaped out of the taxi fumbling around for his bags, his hair looked worse than it had before and all he was concerned about was a nice cold shower as the hot wind blasted his face. It took him some time to realise he had an audience. A sandy coloured Stealth Tracker and a Woman stood waiting for him.
"Ah, Hi im Stark, Im here to, ah, view the Tracker" The tracker looked at his trainer as to say Seriously? The woman looked very disappointed at the Tracker Facility for not finding someone more organised.
"Right, You Must be Stark This is Tracker 82, follow me" She said as she abruptly and headed away. Stark fumbled around his bags cursing as the bags fell around him, the tracker looked amused before following his trainer.

Stark ended up in a small, tacky room which was his room he had orders to meet next door at 1900 hours. He figured out finally that it meant 7 o'clock and decided to go for a shower. He was shocked at what he saw, a small canvas bag hung over a tree covered in mud. He was not impressed.

He later arrived next door to find a larger room filled with maps and targets. The trainer grudgingly explained what Tracker 82 had to do.
"All ready, right let him go" She said into a small hand held device. Tracker 82 bolted into the dunes the only sign he was there was his glowing red optics.

He seemed to glide effortlessly over the dunes his tracks vanishing in the sand. He seemed to know where every trap or snare was effortlessly dodging them. Tracker 82 stopped looked around before continuing on. In the wrong direction.
"He failed" The trainers jaw dropped she disappointment and shock shadowing her face. SHe turned abruptly and started towards the door,
"Where are you going?" Stark asked as he watched the Tracker go
"To write the report, he failed thats it" she said as she glared at him
"But what about him he's still out there?"
"He'll come back once he realises he's chancing a lizard" she said as she left. Stark had already made up his mind as he followed her but headed towards the shed with Dune Buggies

Stark whooped with excitement as he leaped over a dune, sand spraying behind him as he attempted to find the tracker, occasionally getting lost a few times. After spotting the #82's red optics he sped towards the Tracker, skidding to a halt.
"What are you doing, You know you failed, right?" Stark said as he walked towards the tracker who glanced at him with a sad expression before barking once and pawing at the ground. Uncovering a dangerous looking machine gun,
"Thats not a lizard" Stark said as he backed up slowly as if it might suddenly get up and bite him. Something finally clicked in his head,
"Oh, you didn't fail you were looking for this" Stark said as Tracker 82 rolled its eyes and seemed to decide that he didn't need the obvious stated to him, turning around catching a scent Tracker 82 turned and started back towards the Dunes,
"Oh, your going to find the owner of that aren't you?" Stark said as he jumped back into the Buggy and followed trying to catch up, he had to hand it to him he was fast, the Tracker shook his head and sped up,
"I think I'll call you Dune!" Stark said as he Whooped at the speed watching Dune in front of him.

To Be Continued...

Extras...
This one is a really quick extra

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand, second one.
Congrats. c:

[Irios Atelis]

(This is Aiki, sleepin ova at ma house)

OHEMGEE! Thank you soo much! My first TRACKER! YAY! Made my DAy THNXS!

[orange.c y r u s♥]

congrats, they are some wondeful Trackers there Nex^.^

I will have to add them to the archives later.

[Maddyoll]

Grats Aiki..

[Angua]

Discover, Aiki, congrats to your wonderful Trackers!
They are beautiful and it was fun to read your applications!
And Nex, thanks for making that amazing Trackers again!
I adore your skills and style!
Crossing fingers for finishing my application in time

[Angua]

Tracker Dog Application
Username: Angua
Tracker Dog you want: Tracker #83
Name you'll give it: Eleonora, Nora for short (means: "God is my light." Im sorry, but in some kind i think it matches)

Reason why you want it:
It´s hard to describe but she catches my eyes. Her soft formed markings which forms her body, especially her shoulders. Above all, i fall in love with her small markings directly above her claws.

Will it be used in any kind of story?:
Probably not, Im sorry. But i promise and my sweet Orchidee can confirm this, she will be loved with all of my heart!

Describe its personality:
Nora is a pretty normal tracker in all of her being. But what means "normal" for a Tracker, hmm? So it´s relative to say.
She has got strenghts and weaknesses in a balanced way for what she seems to be the perfect Tracker for an average handler. But, god helps, she isnt!
During her very eventful life she gets more and more mellow and rough and the circumstance that she has no contact to other dogs and 100% relations to humans, let her acting more like a human than like a dog. And the magic word in this case is: Independence.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

wip

[corgie]

Angua, please do not double post. It is spam ^^; Just edit your last post~