( 🌿 ` alone. a dog survival roleplay. open ! )

[notwearingsocks]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❝ in a world of ruin, those who survive are the elites.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthis is the city. these are the survivors. this is what it
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfeels like to be .. alone. ❞

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overview.
plague has racked the city of archan, leaving devastation in its wake. to
humans, the disease was fatal, and there are none remaining. to canid c
reatures, however, death was rare and immunity was rarer. more commo
nly, mutations began to become evident, growing more obvious with eac
h generation of canines. packs fight for territory and food, struggling to
survive in the wreckage of buildings and streets. battles are fierce, and c
ompetition is fiercer. immunity is not guaranteed to pass down to offsprin
g, so all that parents can do until their pups are born is wait to see whe
ther or not their children will be mutated, with extra eyes or barbed ta
ils or snake's teeth. a single pack dominates the area, stray, lone dogs so
metimes being invited to join them. will they provide protection? will the
pack survive the harsh winter that soon approaches?

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❝ the rules. ❞

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rules.
i. follow tess's rules
ii. power playing or taking
control of / killing another
person's character is
prohibited
iii. turn sigs off on the
roleplay thread
iv. lit / semi - lit, please
( at least five sentences
per post ) and post regularly
v. try to keep genders
equal
vi. romance is allowed &
encouraged. this is an lgbtq
friendly roleplay.
vii. post all forms in the
discussion thread

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north pack members.
doch // leader // chow // male // mutated // scarlet_wolf
achilles // second in command // doberman // male // mutated // k a r k a t
storm // healer // german / australian shepherd // female // immune // aileesmiley
ryan // healer // belgian shepherd // male // mutated // rumioki
rorschach // scout // dalmatian // male // mutated // scarlet_wolf
asphodel // hunter // australian cattle dog // female // mutated // scarlet_wolf
tybalt // hunter // podenco // male // immune // corktree
dahlia // mid pack // husky // female // mutated // aileesmiley
wilbur // pup // labradoodle // male // mutated // aileesmiley

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❝ the ranks. ❞

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pack ranks.*
i. leader, the highest position. all other canines answer to them. ( their
mate is also considered powerful. )
ii. second in command. appointed by the leader, lower positions answer
to them.
iii. healer. advises the leader, helps the sick, most lower positions listen
to them because they're considered wise.
iv. hunters. keep the pack fed. generally respected.
v. scouts. guard barriers with opposing pack, search for lone dogs. they
protect the pack and are generally respected.
vi. nursing mothers / pups. protected by the pack.
viii. mid-pack. no particular job, not regarded with respest but not
shunted aside. help out wherever possible.
ix. omegas. lowest in the pack. shunted aside constantly, get last pick
when it comes to food. disrespected.

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* there will be no " apprentice " period in this roleplay. this range of time, from puphood till adulthood, will be sort of skipped over, so as to keep things simpler. and, just to be clear, there is only one leader, one second-in-command, and one healer. there are multiple hunters, scouts, mid-ranked canines, nursing mothers / pups, and omegas.

[notwearingsocks]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❝ the mutations. ❞

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known mutations.
i. extra eyes / limbs / ears / tails / etc.
ii. goop / slime / drippy residue
iii. plant growth
iv. missing limbs / eyes / ears / etc.
v. gene splicing ( mutations with other animals. snake fangs, wings,
etc. the rarest form of mutations. pm scarlet_wolf for approval. )
vi. size differences ( incredibly large / incredibly small )
vii. changing coat colors / shifting pelt patterns
viii. ability to control / alter fur length
pm scarlet_wolf to request mutations not listed.

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canines who are immune to the plague cannot contract mutations. only one mutation per character.

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[ now open for posting on the discussion thread ! ]

[notwearingsocks]

D O C H
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➝ chow. :: male. :: leader. :: mutated. :: tagged; n/a.

indentdoch was stretched out on his stomach atop the large, now-empty fountain that once spouted water in the center of the square that he'd made his pack's home. a trail of black, ink-like substance, the
goop that constantly leaked from his paws, mouth, and eyes, indicated where he'd gotten off to, not that anyone could miss him. the concrete structure was tall and prominent, one of doch's favorite spots to sit and survey his pack.

he could recall his own days on the streets, alone and without any other canine to protect him. he'd been hungry for so long, being chased away from what little scraps there were by other, larger dogs. leftover garbage from humans that dogs could eat was scarce, and prey was scarcer. his ribs had been visible beneath his thick fur, and his slimey pawpads left visible trails that kept him from hiding from other dogs, so he'd always been on the move, never staying in one quarter of the city for too long.

now, though, he had settled, his pack's safety of the utmost importance to him. his eyes flicked from canine to canine as he gazed down upon the square that had once been a shopping plaza, back when the humans were still alive. dogs milled about, and doch felt a sudden surge of pride.

R O R S C H A C H
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➝ dalmatian. :: male. :: scout. :: mutated. :: tagged; n/a.

indenta growl rumbled deeply from rory's throat as he tugged back lightly on a rope, the other end of the frayed item in the teeth of a small puppy whose growls were equally as fierce and who looked quite determined. rory was often found with the pups, perhaps because they matched his own energy level. he'd come back recently from a scouting trip, marking the pack's borders and patrolling to ensure that no lone canines had entered their territory. the puppy let out a cheerful yelp as rory released the rope, sending the small dog tumbling backwards with eyes full of delight.

"gotcha!" the pup yipped happily, shaking his head wildly with the rope clenched between his jaws. rorschach dropped low into a play bow, his tail going a mile a minute as he nodded at the pup. "you're so much stronger than me," he rolled onto his back, feigning defeat as the pup giggled, dropping the rope. the puppies often admired rorschach's changing coat pattern, pointing out various shapes that they could see in the black spots.

rory stood, shaking off his pelt as the pup's mother called him away, the younger dog practically tripping over his paws in his haste. rorschach trotted to the center of the pack's territory, leaping up and then stretching out one of the fountain's lower tiers. most of the pack gathered there when they weren't preoccupied with activities of greater importance.

A S P H O D E L
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➝ australian cattle dog. :: female. :: hunter. :: mutated. :: tagged; n/a.

indentasphodel's nose twitched slightly as her ears pricked forward, the rose's petals around her neck stretching outward as if in anticipation of a chase. a small scuffling could be heard in the abandoned building that she stood before, and she crept inward, her paws soft and soundless against the gravelly floors. it was probably a mouse, or a small bird, she decided, her eyes flicking to and fro to watch for other opportunistic canines who might take this chance to attack her, or, once she'd caught the animal, attempt to take it from her.

asphodel lurched forward suddenly as a pigeon began to lift from the ground, her paws catching the bird's wings and pinning it to the ground before she killed it with a swift clench of her teeth. raising her head, she sniffed around again suspiciously before beginning the trek back to her pack. small flowers had begun to bloom from her fur with her satisfaction of finding prey, and, as she returned to the pack and dropped the bird in the abundant pile of food that was on the rear side of the fountain, daisies peppered her already-speckled fur, small yellow-and-white dots blooming from the fluff.

[CorkTree]

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• Tybalt / 4 Winters / Immune / tags;
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Tybalt slowly strutted into the pack territory, two meager mice limply hanging from his jaws as he walked. He had traveled out to practice his chasing and stalking and ended up catching something, sure it was small but with the lack of food he didn't beat himself up. With the hunting group Doch would probably send out later today Tybalt just promised himself to do better. He gave a small nod to Doch and Rory with a muffled "good morning" escaping his lips with distortion from the mice tails. He gave a small smile and headed behind the fountain to see Asphodel dropping off a bird to the pile. He hesitantly paused looking at her, he'd hate to admit it but she scared him. No matter how down Tybalt felt about their situation he had always given respect to all of his pack mates no matter what their ranking was but with Asphodel she had a sharp tongue with everyone. He gently placed the mice down and gave a proper "how are you?" With a big smile despite how frightened she could make him, after all she is a huntress and that meant they work together so he might as well get of her good side.

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Storm

female I 3 winters I immune I tags: tybalt

Storm walked around aimlessly, there wasn't much to do most of the time as a healer because there usually weren't injured or sick dogs. She decided to be productive and go catch some food to put in the prey pile. She caught a mouse and added it to the pile. It wasn't much, but she hoped it would help someone. She saw Tybalt, a fellow healer. Storm walked up him. "Hello!" She said cheerily, hoping she sounded nice.

Dahlia

female I 3 winters I mutated I tags: open

Dahlia, even though she wasn't technically a hunter, was one of the best she knew. This was because her mutation, being gene spliced with a bat, allowed her to hear much better than the average dog. She was also learning echolocation, but wasn't the best at it. She closed her eyes and sent out high pitched sounds, sounds that the normal ear couldn't detect but Dahlia could. She saw the image of her surroundings as the soundwaves bounced back to her. It was much too nlurry though and she knew it still needed work.

Wilbur

male I 7 months I pup I mutated I tags: Doch

Wilbur loved his mutation, it allowed him to feel comfortable no matter that temperature he was in! Right now he kept it a bit longer than normal, because he was a little cold. He laughed as a butterfly passed and jumped at it. Then he saw Doch, the leader. Wilbur looked up at Doch. He smiled when he met his eye. He ran up to where he was sitting. "Hiya Doch!!" He said excitedly.

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D O C H
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➝ chow. :: male. :: leader. :: mutated. :: tagged; tybalt, wilbur.

indentdoch stretched out further on the cool, crumbling concrete, his jaws gaping open in a yawn that dripped black muck onto his forepaws. he nodded his head as tybalt spoke to him, his fur warmed by the sunlight streaming overhead.

when wilbur approached, doch turned slowly. he'd never wanted pups of his own, but enjoyed visiting the nursery on occasion. "hello, wilbur," he spoke to the smaller dog, his voice deep and husky. goop ran off of his muzzle, leaving tear-like tracks down his face. "how are you?"

R O R S C H A C H
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➝ dalmatian. :: male. :: scout. :: mutated. :: tagged; n/a.

indentrory yipped out a "morning!" as tybalt spoke to him, and rolled onto his back, soaking up the sun's rays. it would be winter soon, he knew, and he wanted to take full advantage of the warmth before it got cold.

A S P H O D E L
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➝ australian cattle dog. :: female. :: hunter. :: mutated. :: tagged; tybalt.

indentas tybalt spoke to her, the daisies in her fur shifted positions, almost hypnotically. they did that when she was preoccupied, or busy speaking with someone. she blinked slowly at him, trying to recall a time before when he'd spoken to her directly. she knew that she intimidated most of the pack, and did nothing to discredit her reputation. her ears twitched slightly, "i'm fine," she answered, looking slightly ruffled at the question. "and yourself?" the politeness didn't come easy, and it seemed like she had to scramble for another thing to say.

( tybalt is a hunter, by the way ! )