Jᴜɴᴋ Yᴀʀᴅ Sᴛʀᴀʏs ᴏғ Nᴇᴡ Yᴏʀᴋ {Sᴛʀᴀʏ Dᴏɢ RP : Aᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ!}

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OOC: Accepted. c:

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Illusion

-:Hello There..:-

Username-:
Apocalyptic_punk

Name-:
Illusion

Age-:
5 Years

Gender-:
Fae

Breed-:
Alaskan husky

:-More Personal..-:

Crush-:
None

Mate-:
Win my Heart

Puppies-:
None.

Personality-:
I am a good dog, but a bit flighty and spacey, I had more energy then my owner new what to do with, she picked me because I was pretty. But when I tore apart some expensive piece of furniture because i was bored she stuck me outside in a small yard that wasn't enough room for me to run. So after a few weeks of being ignore except for food, water and to be yelled at to shut up, I finally got annoyed and jumped the fence heading off to explore the world. And here I am now, living in the junkyard, with more room to run then ever.

:-Just Some more information..-:

Fears-:
Thunderstorms,
Loud things,
The dog Catcher,
Cars

Flaws {Every dog has one!}-:
My hearing is a bit odd because of my coloring, which is why I'm afraid of loud things and thunder.

Other-:
I like to run a lot, I tend to get antsy if I stay in one place too long.

Punk

-:Hello There..:-

Username-:
Apocalyptic_punk

Name-:
Punk

Age-:
2 Years

Gender-:
Brute, all brute, don't even question it again.

Breed-:
Take a guess, i don't know that's for sure!

:-More Personal..-:

Crush-:
Pfffft, love is for losers.

Mate-:
See Crush (AKA try and win his heart)

Puppies-:
Heck no icky!

Personality-:
Cocky self assured, and a bit on the mean side, he has rapier wit and uses his sharp edged tongue to put other dogs in their place. If they keep pushing he'll fight.

:-Just Some more information..-:

Fears-:
Humans, cars, the pound, being alone.

Flaws {Every dog has one!}-:
My left right foot is splayed slightly on really cold days it causes me to limp, I was struck by a car a long time ago

Other-:
nope nada.

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OOC: Accepted

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Bleu

Noticed the Hot Dog guy was on break so he smirked, and looked around quickly. He ran to the cart and pushed it down the hill, chasing after it as it went to the junk yard. The Hot Dog man came outside and yelled as he saw Bleu.

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Up

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Lonely Up

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

|-|Punk|-|
Punk lifted his head hearing the yelling and the sound of the heavy hot dog cart headed his way, he sprang out of the old rusted out car and padded the front of the junk yard, he was smaller then blue that was true but when the cart came rolling towards him he threw his shoulder into it knocking it on its side spilling its contents into the mud. "dinnner!" he barked sharply.

|-|Illusion|-|
The White fae heard the call to dinner but was currently distracted following a line of ants she would eat in a bit, she was sure someone would save her food, she didn't really try to worry to much. She padded along slowly her nose to the cracked cement watching the ant crawl across the ground.

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Primrose

Prim saw the cart and howled. "Dinner time!" She called and hopped from her car. She ran to the cart and sniffed out the relish, ketchup, mustard, and pretzels. She had made her own hot dog once before when Bleu had done this for the first time. She got out the meat and placed it in a bun with her mouth, then stepped on the ketchup and mustard, splattering it on the hot dog, and on herself. Finally, she put relish in her mouth and placed it on the hotdog. She did this several times, then took a pretzel and her food to her car.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

|-|Punk|-|
Punk stood watching Prim silently his ears as pricked as they could get, he then grabbed a couple hotdogs and a pretzel he trotted back to his car eating as quickly as he could growling every now and again, then leaping up he hurried back to the cart grabbing more, he hurried back to his hiding spot and growled to himself softly as he ate a bit slower this time.

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The second call of Dinner brought The White Fae's head up, she gazed across the junk yard and sighed softly before looking back down for her ant, having lost it she sniffed the ground then sneezed shaking her head, she huffed and trotted over to see what was for dinner this evening. She could smell the hotdogs and pretzels before she could see them, then she hurried up watching Prim silently she tried to imitate the other fae.

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Caroline

It is better to have your drinking glass half full than half empty.

Caroline watched Bleu take the cart, and ran to it once it hit the floor. Her dreadlocks swung up and down as she ran, the fur on eyes flew up, exposing two beady little circles. She skidded to a stop, and licked a loose soda cap, and it flew off, the soda spraying out and hitting her in the nose at full force. She yelped and fell back into a tire, legs flagpole straight. Her locks laid flat, her face in a dazed expression. "Pwetty stwars.." she muttered, head swaying slightly.