Shock of Night {{ Dog & Demon RP ~ Semi-Lit+ ~ Accepting }}

[Salamandaa]

Rapidrun of the Night

Rapidrun of the Night, that was the black and white dog's name, the dog who used to bring down bears and the like. His breed was proud and powerful dogs, who walked with their heads raised and their features majestic, but cautious none the less. Rapidrun was no different. He had been a faithful hunting dog who risked his own life to attack creatures three times his size,relying on his human partner to help him through all the hardships of the wild. He was trained to be a hunting dog as a pup, and the first thing he learned was that his human, a large, middle-aged and tough man, was the master.

The four-year old Karelian bear dog had many memories of his adventures. He learned that to survive, he had to eat the musky, game meat that his master always gave him around the fire when they went out on hunting trips. But luckily, Rapidrun was not a picky eater. He was trained without any loopholes, and took no shortcuts. Many times his training helped him even when his master was hospitalized. But of course, that didn't mean he was with perfection. Just like any other dog, he had faults. But one thing that made him stand out, was his four years of experience. And when Rapidrun ended up on the streets, he always told himself "It will get better."
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His story begun when he ended up in a small town. It wasn't anything special, a few houses, cars parked on the streets, and people walking home from the markets. "Not a bad place." He thought out loud to himself, and decided to go scrounging around after dark to see if he could pick up any bites to eat. The black and white dog took cover in a small lot, strewn with weeds and mud. There he knew he would be safe, but that was before he caught sight...Of a distant forest.

"I heard that there was a forest around here...Its surprisingly huge." Just then a strong wind picked up, blowing Rapid's fur around. He squinted when the wind stopped. "It seems like it really is cursed..." He had heard one or two tales about animals never coming out of the forest after they went in. "I don't believe in that stuff. I bet theres just some loose bear or cat in the forest." He snorted.

And that is how Rapidrun managed to get into the forest, and didn't realize he wouldn't be able to find his way out...

[ossa di cervo]

"Vreng"

Vreng tromped through the forest. His home. His turf. A grin spread across his acidic jaws as the thought crossed his mind. A happy screech rang from his jaws before he snapped them shut. A loud click resounded as his teeth hit each other and drops of acid flung from his lips, landing on the debris around and burning away a little of it. Vreng lifted his head up, rolling it around on it's socket, popped the joints and lowered his head again. Again his jaws split open and he let his small, double-ended tongue loll from his lips, the occasional drop of acid dripping down as the saliva would flow from any normal canine jaws.

As dark approached, Vreng's eyes and markings lit up and a small screech resounded from his chest again. It was really a perfect night for the demon. His left ear flicked back as he heard a sound unlike an normal demon. Some strange sound had just hit his ears and it sounded strangely of.. dog. Vreng lifted his head to look up at a tree and find the lowest branch he could. In an odd way, his jaws split and a weird, laugh like sound came from him. He leapt and landed loudly on a low branch, keeping an eye out. If there was a single dog in his wood, they would soon know they were in the wrong. A shudder past through his body as he thought about the dogs. He did enjoy hunting dogs the most. They seemed to not only resemble but think like Vreng, unlike any other creature.

Vreng shook his leathery skin as he settled down on his low branch to keep an eye out for the dogs.

"Mischief"

Mischief let out a small, happy 'yip' as her owner let her out the front door. It was a nice night, full of fresh air and, well, fresh air. Something we all enjoy. Mischief walked down the road near her house, giggling to herself in a half-mental way, as she listened to the clicking her claws made against the sidewalk.

A leaf blew into her path and Mischief was suddenly distracted as she chased it a block or two away. Occasionally the little collie would stop in her paranoia, look around, shudder a little, then continue her chase. After the leaf blew over into some other yard, Mischief snorted, going back to her giggling, and claw clicking. "Oh home, there's always a place like a mouse with a brick." The dog giggled yet again, muttering to herself under her breath. After her quiet words and little mouse crossed her path, "Oh! Mouse! Do you have a brick! And what about a home? I bet you live inside a bowl? Hmm?" She tilted her head and began to chase the mouse.

Mischief watched with a small frown as the mouse dove into a large wood, quite far from her home. "Oh. Stupid mouse. You obviously don't live in a bowl, you live in the sky." Mischief whined a little, ducking close to the ground and rolling onto her back, "Maybe my person won't mind? You think they'd mind, grass? I don't think they'd mind." Mischief jumped onto her feet and nodded, "Then it's settled. We'll go together grass! That way, if they do mind, I won't have to take the blame. The grass will."

Mischief nodded one last time before bounding into the wood after the mouse with the brick that lived in the sky. After she had past a few trees, Mischief looked behind her. She couldn't see anything but the dark bark of trees all around her, "Mooooouse! Mr. Mouse?! I want to see where your house in the sky is! And your brick! Can I please see your brick?" Mischief began to yell out her nonsense as she wondered through the wood, unaware for the dangers that were unfolding in front of her.

[HellRaiser]

Username:Bread
Character's Name: Catalyst
Nickname/s : Lyst, Lock, 'The Trapped Feelings'
Age: 2 years
Gender: male
Breed: Bull Terrier
Personality: Catalyst is a very silent dog. His eyes are not very expressive either. He is often nicknamed 'The Trapped Feelings' because he never gives anything away. But he's determined to do whatever he sets himself to do, and skillfully never let feelings get in the way. He's a patient and willing to listen without criticizing, but if you push him too far his words are cold, sharp, and painful.
Picture/description:
History: Catalyst was owned by a farm family, just outside the city. His name was originally Cow, and he was born with one eye. He lived a happy life, sometimes helping herd the sheep and enjoying delicious kibble at the end of each busy day. Then when his persons sold the farm and moved, they couldn't bring their beloved dog with them. So they had to leave him on the farm with the new owners and hope for the best. But Cow didn't like it. He ran away into the city trying to find his old family, but he ended up a stray. Months he looked for them in vain but couldn't find them. So in anger he changed his name to Catalyst, meaning something that does something without being affected, in hope of growing into a solid foundation that cannot be rocked. (Then of course he chased a squirrel and got lost in the forest.
Anything Else?: He hates cats Balrog

[omori]

(( Sorry for the delay. Accepted ))

~+~+~+ Steady +~+~+~
As his last hopes of escaping this place faded, Steady hung his head. "What now?" he asked himself quietly. There were many strange smells in this place, wherever he was, and the mutt did not like it. "Something's not right about this place," he whispered. The environment was different; he could feel it. The air was slightly more damp and the animals that he heard were those that he had never faced before. Steady couldn't shake the feeling of danger, but he continued walking steadily forwards, hoping to soon be greeted by the city people. After a few minutes he realized that this wasn't going to happen.
He wanted to rewind time. Go back to chasing the rodent, and go back to the city. He hated the feeling of being alone, especially in a new environment. What if this place was dangerous? Steady was sure it was, but what was it about this place. The everlasting darkness Steady could not see, but he always smelled something, like.. was he being followed? Steady nervously turned his head to both sides. Maybe they didn't know he was blind and he could fool them?
Steady took another big whiff of the air as he paused, and his nose twitched. What was that smell? It seemed.. familiar. The city? His heart skipped a few beats, but his tail dropped when he realized that wasn't it. No.. Food? No.. What was that smell? He sniffed again, and his tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth and his tail picked up speed again. Dog scent! He let out a bark of happiness, hoping that someone would hear it; but he remembered that dogs probably wouldn't be in here. Still, what if it was a dog? Steady let out an awkward howl, It wasn't monotone but it was nothing like he had anticipated. Either way, Steady's hopes were high that he might get a resounding howl through the woods.

(( Fail post is fail. xD Figured I might as well bring people together since they're all separated now. x3 ))

[Heeyun-Ssi]

GAHAHA Demons, yaaaa XD I love this RPG already.

Username: Heeyun-Ssi
Character's Name: Micandon
Age (demons are very old most of the time): 206 years
Personality (no demons are nice xD): Micandon is completely silent, and rarely makes any noise from his mouth. He is calm and likes to observe, always looking for a place to prod and poke just to see what will happen. He is intelligent and has keen senses, so no luck sneaking up on him (if you ever want to). This demon is hardly a fighter, although there are rumors that say he is the most manipulative and deceptive of all of the creatures in the underworld. Sometimes, when there is no one in sight, he crouches down and mutters words, his paws/fingers/claws/whatever digging into the ground, and nobody knows what he does because nobody lives after seeing it...
Description (no pictures unless you've drawn it yourself): White milky eyes with no pupils, long red tongue, human shape (except more flexible, like snake), eyes glow black (as in literally, black aura), usually covered in dead leaves or strips of bark, dark brown skin with white patches (no comment, thank you), extremely long, straight black hair with patches missing on back of scalp, sometimes speaks in clicks when satisfied
Anything Else?: Balrog

Username: Heeyun-Ssi
Character's Name: Centura
Age (demons are very old most of the time): 6911 years
Personality (no demons are nice xD): Centura is what you might call bold, if it was a proper word to use for a demon. It rampages around, screaming out like a dying pig, and uses its long legs to pin down trees with almost awesome weight. Strangely, it has a hard time with understanding other demons, and absolutely loves to sing and make a bunch of loud noises. Centura hates everyone and everyone, and honestly doesn't care about what the other demon's opinion is because it hates you so much that it doesn't want to listen to you. What a fun, loving creature.
Description (no pictures unless you've drawn it yourself): It is a big, spindly spider that is about eight feet tall (hope that isn't too big) and is decorated with black, yellow, and purple patterns. It has no eyes, and its legs are not spread out as wide as a regular spiders, but instead are drawn close to its body. The legs are sharp, long, sharp, deadly...and sharp. One of its favorite hobbies is to capture a stray living creature, plung one of its legs into it, and suck the blood out of it before tossing it to the ground. It's main attack is to actually hurt itself by taking one of its legs and stick into its body. Then it takes its leg out, but the hole that it leaves squirts out a fatal spray of poison that can cover a lot of distance. It communicates with screeches and metallic grinds, and has no gender. And it absolutely hates rain, so much that it takes almost a physical affect on it.
Anything Else?: Balrog

[Maxxika]

Rocius - "Old Man"

--------------------The Stray Mutt--------------------

The old man was starting to get tired enough that he was considering giving up his search for another dog, or an escape from this dark forest. He stopped moving, panting and sitting down on the hard forest floor, the layer of leaves not at all soft for him to sit on. He was used to concrete, and so he had no complaints about it. He just hung his head, breathing harshly. He was getting older, and as a stray with no vet care, little food, his health wasn't at all that great. He knew he wouldn't live as long as the normal house dog his size. They were all pampered. Loved and cared for beyond his best imaginable dreams. He would never get such easy living. Especially since this forest seemed to be an endless space filled with trees and bushes that all looked and seemed to smell the same. Shadows that played with a dog's mind danced around him as the leaves moved, making Rocius even more nervous. His head moved from side to side, ears perked for a few seconds. He knew something was around. He wasn't alone here.

A bark startled old man. There was a dog here!? Nearby too! His ears perked as upright as they could get, and for once he felt happy that he had found another dog so close to him. The dirty old dog stood up stiffly, looking toward the sound and sniffing. There was dog. His ears had not fooled him like his eyes had been. He closed his green eyes, taking in a breath and letting out his own howl in response. A tired and rough howl, obviously from a tired old man of a dog, but it was a howl still. He hoped it was loud enough. If it wasn't, he was in trouble. He would be stuck alone as the other dog would keep moving on, thinking it was once again alone. He couldn't let that happen. Rocius wasn't sure how long he could survive here on his own. How long he could go without good food. He wasn't a hunter. He was a stray who dug through trash every night, and hoped to have food given to him by some human.

As he waited for a response, he realised he could maybe go out and find this dog himself. So Rocius started to walk. He watched carefully around him, kept his ears perked for the sound of the other canine. To him, it sounded like a young dog. Not a tiny little dog either. He was close, he could tell from the noise and the strong scent that they weren't at all far from each other. "Hello!?" Old man called out in his rough voice. He constantly seemed to sound like he was losing his voice with a cold or sore throat. He hated it, but he couldn't change it at this point. He continued walking, glancing behind him at the wrong time. He found the other dog alright. Found his side with his own nose. He walked straight into the young dog as he went to look back forward. As he realized he had found the dog, he jumped back quickly from Steady.

"I'm sorry!" The old dog whined. He wasn't used to communication between him and another dog. He hadn't spoken with another in so long. He had been attacked and chased, but hadn't truely spoken to any other animals in some time. "Uh... what were... you howling about?" Rocius asked, trying to get his own mind off his emberrassment of not seeing the other dog. He didn't realize that this dog could not see.

Played by; Kyle
Character; Rocius
Words; 626
Character Mood; Scared and hoping to find a 'friend'.
Location; In the forest, talking to Steady.
OOC Notes; ((.))

[ocelotboye]

.:Blossom:.

Blossom had been running for what seemed to be hours on end, her legs turning stiff as her body dragged along the ground, the only thought rushing through her head was the direction of the small furry creature that darted away. The leaves swirled around her from a thick gust of wind, the beagle lifting her head up to the breeze in response, a cool flow brushing over her face, only to notice the scent of the area was different. Curling her lip in frustration to where her teeth show, she observes the dank forest for a moment, her eyes widening in almost horror with the thought of what she had gotten into. Blossom sat down, almost half of her body being hidden by leaves from the constant breeze.

With a moment of staring at the forest floor, rummaging through her memory of the area, recalling if anything seemed familiar. After failing to remember anything, she let out a soft sigh that echoed through the dead silence. A rustle emitting from the tree above her only moments after, which was enough for her to jump to her feet while cautiously turning her head to stare in each direction, her eyes wide open with a glossy look. The bark that broke the silence really didn't help with the solution she was going through, only making her more paranoid something would jump out and devour her.

Her heart skipped a beat when a howl responded, Blossom swore she was being tracked down by wolves or some sort of animal, with the horrid experiences with such creatures filling her mind like a blurry picture on wet paper. Her only instinct was to run the opposite the direction, with the decision set, she whipped around about to start in a sprint, she was quickly stopped by impending green eyes that seemed to be getting closer, a aura of dread surrounding them. Out of pure horror, she let out a shrill bark while fumbling in shock, the creature only moments away, she darted off towards the voices in the forest that were not so horrible from what could be chasing her tail.

[Lupen]

::Khaz::

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Khaz continued to wander through the forest, he was begining to feel hopeless. "I'm never going to get out of this damned forest." He snarled, "I'll be lost in here forever, if I don't get killed by whatever lives here first..."

His ears were back and his eyes were narrowed, a kind of sorrow in his eyes. He was thinking of his human family. Being alone out here gave him time to think. Khaz always wanted to be free, but did he ever think of them? When he decided to run away, he didn't care if his humans were worried or sad when they came home to an empty yard, he just thought of himself. They gave him everything; a warm bed, food, toys, a nice sized yard to run and play in, and love.

Suddenly a howl in the distance broke his trance. Khaz's ears perked up and his tail started to wag slowly behind him, "There is someone else here.." He whispered excitedly to himself, but his exitement soon faded as he realized how far away the sound was, "Theres no way I'll find that dog in this forest.." He said sadly to himself, and continued to wander aimlessly through the woods, the feeling of being followed still making him uneasy, but he was slowly giving up. The spine-chilling screams, the earsplitting screeches and demonic growls didn't even bother him at all anymore. Khaz hung his head as his tail drooped behind him, he was lost and all alone.

[pancreas]

Kite~

Kite trotted through the canopy of trees, slowly, painfully, pausing every few seconds to look around the dark woods anxiously. With his tail tucked between his legs he crept forwards, almost cowering against the leaves that littered the damp soil. Once his ears pricked at the far away sound of what sounded like a dog's bark, and he whined under his breath. Wishful thinking...the words echoed inside his head and he lowered his head again. Then his ears picked up a different sound. Sometimes, the rustle of branches up ahead, other times, the leaves crunching quietly behind him. His pulse quickened. Friend or foe? He had to decide, quickly!And then a slow moan reached his ears, chilling him to the bone. A shiver ran up his spine, leaving him freezing cold and defenceless. Foe, definitely foe! He risked a look behind him, but wasn't surprised when he saw nothing. It was so dark! Then he let out a small growl and ran like he'd never ran before.

[HellRaiser]

The Catalyst

The tall trees of the dark forest found a not so small, not so big, black and white dog with a missing eye, not moving a muscle, cautiously watching the forest around him. He had the disadvantage of having a blind side, and he had the disadvantage of his smallish size. He'd be an easy target. Even a squirrel can take him down. He was Catalyst.

Catalyst's little ears perked up to the sound of a howl, then another howl. Dogs. Maybe they can help him. Catalyst knew he can't fight off a huge creature on his own. He let out high howl and ran off towards the howls he heard before.


((Haha have to go to school)