σαкℓαη∂ ѕтяєєтѕ (Semi-lit Police Dog RP)

[charmey]

( Couldn't resist putting up another Stiles... )

[radioactive.]

{Major w.i.p}

§Harely Anderson§

- - { ηαмє } - -

"Hi there.My name is Harley Anderson"

- - { αgє } - -

(Answer here, again in first person unless you aren't comfortable with it. (These questions should all be answered in first person if you can.) The minimum age is sixteen. Young, I know. Most should be around eighteen and up.)

- - { gєη∂єя } - -

"I am by far female"

- - { ρєяѕσηαℓιту } - -

"As most of you want to know how I act and all that.Well here it goes.As most people ever talk about me its always, Oh she's such a sweet and innocent girl.Well that isn't entierlly it.Yeah I can be sweet and loving but also you now the whole rebelouis teen thing, well yeah thats the other side of me that nobody knows.But anyways, I guess you could say that Im the kind of girl that you will find standing in the bathroom, with a shirt that is to big on me, tied to the side showing off half of my waist, and underwear dancing around with a hairbrush held to my lips, ainging out any song that comes to mind at the tops of my lungs, and watching my-self in the mirror, haha.But yeah that is the fun-loving, carefree side of me.But like I mentioned earlier about how I always used to feel insecure around people, well yeah that was a big, I mean BIG problem, when i was younger and in middle school or so, because I mean kids were always, mean to me, because I wasen't in the group of preppy girls, instead more of a loner, that stayed to the side.But even though most people knew I didn't talk much and tryed to stay out of things, they would always managed to push me straight into the middle of a argument, so that I would make a fool out of myself and be the center of teasing...Yeah it was really hard, but finally after a girl got into my face when I had just started highschool, and I broke her nose, everyone started leaving me alone, and the ones who did try and tease me ended up like the girl.And even though I guess you could say I somewhat turned into a bullie, or whatever It felt nice to not get teased anymore.But also I didn't stay like that for long.Instead I got over the insecureness, and made new freinds, but as always freinds come and go.So basically thats how I am."

- - { нιѕтσяу } - -

"But anyways I guess we have to get on with my history, and all that other stuff, that you so despritaley need to know.Okay well at the age of 8 my mother died of brain cancer.Slowly it toke it toll on my father and he started drinking, but really he never even layed a finger on me, but then one day, I came home from school and found my father laying on his bed, face down into the pillows when I came home from school.There was a picture of my mother in his one hand, but the other closed around something I couldn't see because it was pressed up to his chest, hidden.But that was when I happened to notice, the way that the cream color sheets rhad taken the scarlet color of blood.Thats when I struggled to and finally managed to roll my father over to see the gun clung to his chest, his deep brown eyes shut, and his shirt soaked in blood.This was the day that I had planned to tell him that all I wanted was to have my old fun loving dad back, but guess what?Now I had no dad.No one to protect me, or brush my hair from my face, as he red me a story tonight.Instead I was all alone, cold, and helpless.Afterwards I was put into foster care, and bounced around from house to house, until one family who was fostering me decided to adopt me, and now I guess everything is happy."

- - { ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση } - -

(Same as personality.)

- - { ℓσνє ℓιƒє } - -

(You can put anything here: their crush, boyfriend or girlfriend, what they look for in a person, past relationships, etc.)

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- - { ∂σgѕ } - -

(Answer here: which dogs they work with, which are their favorite, etc.)

- - { яαηк } - -

(Describe their rank: trainer or handler? How long have they been working here? How skilled are they at their job?)

- - { σтнєя } - -

(Answer here.)

[SydneyandStorm]

{( I'm sorry, Deadly Sin, but I don't really think you're literate enough for this RP. You have the length down, sure, but your punctuation just isn't quite there and there are a few other minor quirks about your writing that I just don't feel to be suitable for this roleplay. I'm sorry, but I felt that it would be better to tell you this now before you worked hard to complete it and discovered that it just wasn't quite ready. Maybe after your writing gets better we'll talk (: )}

[kyum-]

§Tyrone Lee§

- - { ηαмє } - -

"The name's Tyrone Lee."

- - { αgє } - -

"I'm turning 20 on the 18th of December."

- - { gєη∂єя } - -

"I'm a hundred percent male."

- - { ρєяѕσηαℓιту } - -

"I'm often explained as silent, boring, rude and sarcastic. I think it's kinda true, in a way. I guess I'm silent, but mostly it's because I've got nothing to say. I usually observe my surroundings before speaking, so it does take me a while to answer. I'm boring because I'm silent, I guess and so am I pretty rude- also because I'm silent. Sometimes I'm just really forgetful, even to forget my manners, or the name of the person I'm interacting with. Sarcastic, in a way, mostly when I'm bothered in a way. I can also seem really mean or rebellious. I have a short temper, so I think it's pretty understandable. This is just when I don't know you, of course."

"If you're closer to me, you'd probably see me as something different from that. I'd talk a lot more, smile and laugh more freely. You'd probably also see me as 'annoying'. With friends, I'd be more playful, jumpy and hyper. I'd tease them and stuff. Well, pretty much, I'd seem like someone who enjoys life. You might even call me crazy."

- - { нιѕтσяу } - -

"I was born in Beijing, although my parents were Korean. You might say I'm a disgrace to Koreans, being unable to speak my own mother tongue. I can speak Chinese, however. Anyway, I moved to Oakland when I was six. My mother was murdered in our own home in broad daylight by this gang of robbers. Not sure what happened, but yeah. I decided that my ambition would be to be a policeman when I grew up, and so I really did become one, to my amazement. I'm really shocked. I've never handled a dog, ever in my life before, so I'm pretty unsure how I might work with them..."

- - { ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση } - -

"How I look? Wha- never mind... I feel kinda offended. It's like you don't even want to look at me... but I guess I'll just tell you, 'cause I'm nice. Anyway, so I've got really dark brown hair that looks black and dark chocolate eyes. My hair's pretty flat, and my bangs go to the right. Yeah. And I'm 184 centimeters tall, taller than my mum and dad. I think that'll be all I'll tell you for my description."

- - { ℓσνє ℓιƒє } - -

"Well, I'm gonna be honest. I'm not looking for a crush, and never will, or have been. I'm not exactly looking to lead a 'love life' if I'm going to dedicate my life on this job. If I were to die on a job, I'd just hurt them, right? So what would the point be? But since we're on this topic, I guess I'll just tell you what I'm lookin' for in a gal. She'd have to be sweet, kind and loving. She'd have to cook well, too, otherwise we'd probably have to eat out everyday. I don't mind how she looks, just how she is on the inside. Oh, and she can't be a playgirl either. I wouldn't want to be cheated on. My pure heart isn't ready to be cheated on."

- - { ∂σgѕ } - -

"I work with Candy and Coffee. Really, I can't tell which of them I like better, but I'd have to say my favourite of the two would be Coffee, as he's smart and pretty much really arrogant. Coffee's just a little too aggressive as well. He can read the mood of situations, unlike Candy, but she's still smart, just not as smart as Coffee is. There are situations when they both are equally great, and that's when they're training, or in a seriously serious situation."

- - { яαηк } - -

"I've been working as a handler for a year, but I'm still pretty inexperienced in this. I mean, like I said before, dogs aren't my forte, and I'm a pretty slow learner. I just can't get a hang of this..."

- - { σтнєя } - -

"Well... Lemme think a minute... No... You're not leaving anything out. I think. Think."

§Coffee§

- - { Name } - -

Coffee

- - { Age } - -

Five years

- - { Gender } - -

Male

- - { Description } - -

He's got brown eyes and black and tan coat.

- - { Personality } - -

Coffee is serious, calm and hardworking. He's never the type to slack off the job, or play around. He's obedient, silent and loyal, but he can be very stubborn and arrogant at times. He's also a gourmet, a picky eater. He's fussy over almost everything. Another down side, he's aggressive to those he doesn't know, meaning practically everyone but his trainer. He can read the atmosphere pretty well, making him a great police dog. He's also quite easy to handle, as he doesn't run all over the place.

- - { History } - -

Coffee's history is pretty simple, really. He was born from two well-trained police German Shepherds just for police uses. He was trained ever since he was a year old, but no one ever claimed him. He was way too aggressive, attacking every policeman or woman who ever got interested in him. Some people thought he was trained to actually attack others because his trainer wanted to keep him. After a while, everyone gave up on claiming him, and so when the Oakland police department needed dogs, they gladly sent him away. It was trouble for them to get him in the carrier, though.

- - { Trainer } - -

Coffee was imported from Australia.

- - { Handler } - -

Tyrone Lee

- - { Breed } - -

German Shepherd

- - { Other } - -

None I can think of, nope.

§Candy§

- - { Name } - -

Candy

- - { Age } - -

Three years

- - { Gender } - -

Female

- - { Description } - -

Tan and black coat, really dark eyes.

- - { Personality } - -

Candy, like her name already sounds, is playful, cheery and loving. She'd be better off as a pet, but the points about her as a great police dog is her obedience, loyalty, determination, focus and agility. She can be playful, cheery and loving when she isn't working, but when she's working, she's like a totally different dog. However, although she may seem like a better dog than Coffee, she is harder to keep close when in action, or just playtime, or when they're out for walks. She doesn't heel, no matter what. Therefore, she is harder to be handled and could be easily killed.

- - { History } - -

Candy was born to be a dog fighter. She was meant to go into the rings to fight to her death, but the police had caught the nasty humans before she could even get into the ring. She was six months then. They realised her abilities the day they decided to put her down, the abilities for a police dog. She was then raised to be a police dog, and transported to Oakland.

- - { Trainer } - -

Candy was imported from Australia, the same time Coffee was.

- - { Handler } - -

Tyrone Lee

- - { Breed } - -

Belgian Malinois

- - { Other } - -

I really suck at describing stuff. xD

My use o3o

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[color=#464FB3]"I like chicken"[/color]

[borneofash]

(Are you still accepting or...?)

[SydneyandStorm]

{( I think we may have reached the max, Beagle... sorry. I need to update the front page ^^' accepted, Kyr <3 )}

[kyum-]

[[thanks, Syd >:D I'll reply to your PM after I get back from school. My brother shoved me off yesterday before I could reply. o3o]]

[SydneyandStorm]

{( Oh, no problem! Enjoy school! ^^ )}

[SydneyandStorm]

{( Let the roleplay begin! )}

D є η ν є я
P α я к ѕ

L σ c α т ι σ η ;; Police Headquarters
W ι т н ;; No one
M σ σ d ;; Relaxed
S т α т υ ѕ ;; Single

"I'm a police officer... so... yeah. I win."

Denver leaned against the wall of the police department, arms folded lightly across his chest. His face bore a neutral expression; not anger was upon it, nor did it appear to be such - it was just a soft, emotionless look. A few people crossed his path and he nodded in their general direction but did nothing more than that. Suddenly a chaotic noise arose from the kennels and he jumped to attention, darting into the kennels. "Hey, dogs!" He exclaimed, determining that the source of the noise was a couple of dogs from nearby kennels snapping at each other. They hushed themselves and he decided to take out Ares and Zeus to do some brace work together. After all, a little extra training couldn't hurt and he had nothing to do at the moment.

{( Will be doing Aiden's post later, I just have to go to bed. Anyways, post away! )}

[charmey]

( Yes, finally! =D )

.: g є η ∂ є я :. Female.
.: ℓ σ σ к ѕ :. X.
.: ѕ т α т υ ѕ :. Single.
.: м σ σ ∂ :. Curious.
.: я α η к :. Handler.
.: ∂ σ g ѕ :. Bree & Diablo.
.: ℓ σ ¢ α т ι σ η :. Dog Kennels.

я є в є ¢ ¢ α . в ℓ α ι z є . м α ѕ σ η я у

Rebecca hummed along to her music as she pushed the Police Department doors open and waltzed inside. Her white hood was pulled over her fiery red hair, hiding the ear buds that connected to her iPhone and disconnected her from hearing what was going on around her. Not that it was a big deal. It was a slow morning and this was her signature look. No one expected any different of her. She gave the front desk woman a subconscious nod before continuing down the hall toward the kennels. Her head bobbed up and down occasionally to the beat of the death metal tune before stopping at the kennel door. She took one hand out of her jacket pocket to open the door while changing the song on her phone with the other. She noticed a boy taking some dogs out as she came in. "Hey." She muttered as she passed him to get to Bree's cage.