Lost | Stray Dog RP | Literate | Accepting

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On the darkest of nights we roam.
On the darkest of nights we stand alone.
On the darkest of nights we howl at the sky.
On the darkest of nights we try hard to not lie.
But when there is nothing left,
you do what you have to...

Would you join the Orion Pack?
Or remain an outsider?

The falling apart city rises above you, it looms ahead; the building ready to crumble and give up. The streets show the signs of the eruption that destroyed the humans, leaving the world to dogs and any animal that dares challenge them. All around are red areas, where the fires remain and rock juts out from underground. They leave areas where one could stand upon. Underneath you can feel your paw pads being eaten away by exhaustion. Wanting nothing more then to lay down you take the chance and sit upon a rock that was just low enough for your tired legs to pull you up on. Immediately you feel rewarded, the tension leaves your legs and for the first time in days you are the slightest bit content.

Though as everything around you slows down and you feel happy for just a moment you hear a distant sound. Like the trickling of rocks falling from a roof. The claws scrape amongst the rocks, jumping from place to place. Your once closed eyes fly open in surprise. On the two rocks either side of you two dogs stand, looking menacing and dangerous. Their eyes show something of determination, with a mixture of a need for blood. Each one's lips pull back to reveal their two rows of shiny teeth, ready to grind your bones.

Dirt flys up as another set of paws lands on the taller rock behind you. Hesitantly you turn, every part of your body screaming for you to run. But as you look upon the female dog standing above you, you feel frozen. Your eyes widen to take in the whole figure of the austrilian shepherd above you. Her eyes are narrowed in a warning. In this moment, size has no meaning. Even the idea of her makes you tingle with fear. Leaping from her perch she lands in front of you, staring you dead in the eye, you can't help but cower and looked away. This seems to please her. "You have entered hostile territory. Friend? Or foe?" At the word foe the other dogs growl, a warning that if foe; you won't make it out this city. Vigirously you nod that you are a friend, no harm. To prove it you roll to your back, exposing your belly. "Then follow or get left behind." The fae tells you and turns. Her legs power her upwards to the rock behind the two of you. The other dogs dissapear and you follow without hesitation.

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Plot

Finally it has happened. The world has ended, or at least humanity has. Due to their own selfish actions they have caused a major natural disaster. The world's volcanoes have erupted from below. It sent lava spewing all over the ground and forced rocks to rise up from the ground. The only creatures quick enough to adapt where the animals, they quickly took their ground, marking territories, and making threats. In a small town in Illinois a pack called The Orion Pack took their claim, making the city their own. The pack was created by a fearless leader known as Siren. She rallied up a group of dogs and banded them together, forcing them to cooperate or die. Ruling with an iron fist, Siren quickly led her pack to the top. She wasted no time taking out anyone who dared stand up to her, and with this the leader ruled over all.

But one day a lot of the dogs of the now large pack began to question their leader. Questioning her power, questioning her actions, questioning their way of life. Siren -angered by their actions- banished them to death. But on the night before, the leader, a dog named Rosco took his group and left, this included Siren's trusted beta. The beta knew all of the loop holes in Siren's system, and he was quick to put them to use. Day after day Rosco and his outlanders attacked Siren and her pack viciously and without mercy. When the numbers were evened they approached the city from the front. There Siren and her pack awaited on the front lines.

Siren offered Rosco a way out, but he refused. Siren gave her signal, a nod of her head. Suddenly more appeared, from all around and even from Rosco's group. One included the beta who had been working closely with Siren to take down Rosco. Rosco's final words were spoken as the battle began. Every dog in the Orion Pack moved the outlanders from Siren's way as she approached Rosco at a walk. The most gruesome battle broke out, Siren and Rosco tore away at each other for what seemed like hours, though it was only a few minutes. Finally Siren had Rosco pinned to the ground and delievered the death blow. As she backed away she turned to her pack, eyes hard with the victory in her eyes. There she spoke her words. "Together we can survive in this world! But only if we stand under one!" Every Orion dog rejoiced but a few knew what this meant.

Now generations later the Orion Pack has been plaqued by death over a food dispute with a group of wolves. Under the lead of Siren's grandaughter the pack must learn to rise from the ashes, and reclaim what they once contained...\

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Rules
-You must be a literate Rper. That means 10+ detailed, lengthy sentences per post.
-As always, the site rules apply!
-No chatspeak, this is literate and chatspeak doesn't really fit in.
-Please do not swear. This is child-friendly and swearing isn't child-friendly.
-Detailed mating and birthing is forbidden. Fade to black.
-Please do not over-post or double-post
-Wait to be accepted before roleplaying!
-If you post your form and it isn't accepted within a day feel free to repost it. Don't repost it if it was on the last page, sometimes no one who can accept it will be on.
-Absolutely no perfect characters. They are boring and uneventful.
-Keep pelts/eye colors realistic.
-Power-playing and god-modding is not allowed here!
-Do not kill another player's character(s) without advance permission from them and myself.
-Please by loyal, if you join then come back! I understand if you wish to quit but please tell me.
-You may only have up to 6 dogs.
-When speaking out of character use some type of indicator.
-Pretty posts please! But do not put pictures, it has recently been named a spam and I don't want you getting a warning for it.

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[size=90][color=#00BFBF]|Dog's Name||Dog's Gender||Dog's Rank||One word to summarize your dog|[/color][/size]

[color=#00BFBF][b]Name:[/b][/color] {Insert dog's name here}
[color=#00BFBF][b]Gender:[/b][/color] {Insert dog's gender here}
[color=#00BFBF][b]Rank:[/b][/color] {Insert dog's current rank here}
[color=#00BFBF][b]Desired Rank:[/b][/color] {Insert dog's desired rank here}
[color=#00BFBF][b]Age:[/b][/color] {Insert dog's age here}
[color=#00BFBF][b]Breed:[/b][/color] {Insert breed here}

[color=#40BFBF][b]Physical Description:[/b][/color] {A minimum of six sentences}
[color=#40BFBF][b]Personality:[/b][/color] {A minimum of six sentences}
[color=#40BFBF][b]History:[/b][/color] {A minimum of six sentences unless a pup. No -growls- or doesn't talk about it.}
[color=#40BFBF][b]Crush:[/b][/color] {I would prefer this develop later in the RP}
[color=#40BFBF][b]Mate:[/b][/color] {This should remain blank till later in the RP}
[color=#40BFBF][b]Kin:[/b][/color] {Insert family here, dead or alive}
[color=#40BFBF][b]Pups:[/b][/color] {Put pups here, adopted or biological}

[color=#80BFBF][b]Username:[/b][/color] {Insert username here}
[color=#80BFBF][b]Nickname:[/b][/color] {Insert nickname here}
[color=#80BFBF][b]Theme Song:[/b][/color] {Completely optional}
[color=#80BFBF][b]Other:[/b][/color] {Did I miss anything?}[/center]

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Ranks

Name|Gender|Link

Alpha Male
Reserved for Latika's mate
Alpha Female
Latika|Female|x
Alpha Pups
Reserved for alpha's pups

Beta Male
Beta Female
Beta Pups

Delta Male
Reserved for Risk's mate
Delta Female
Risk|Female|x
Delta Pups

Lead Healer
Healer's Apprentice

Warriors
Jedi|Male|x

Lead Hunter
Jester|Male|x
Hunters
Tessa|Female|x

Guards

Scouts

Omega Male
Omega Female

Training Pups

Pupsitters

Pups
Rocky|Male|x

Elders


Romance
A ← B Female has a crush on male
A → B Male has a crush on female
A ←→ B Male and female both have crushes on each other
A ♥ B They are mates

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|Latika||Female||Alpha Female||Brave|

Name: "My name is Latika so you better learn it."
Gender: "I am so clearly a female. Acutally I am quite offended by this question."
Rank: "I stand tall as the Alpha Female."
Desired Rank: "I wish for no other rank then my current one."
Age: "I remain at four years and three months for a while."
Breed: "The perfect breed in my eyes. An Australian Shepherd."

Physical Description: Even though her breed is on the short side, she is on the short side of her breed. She is built more for running or agility, giving her long thin legs though they carry a decent amount of muscle. As far as muscle goes she isn't the most muscular but makes up for it in attitude. Along her core she acutally stands quite thin from being on the streets so long. But over time she has learned to hunt like a pro and sniff out what animals may lie in the abandoed buildings. Her coat is a beautiful blue merle with a lot of white on her chest that thins and circles to the back of her neck. Her fur is thick and silky though not very shiny. Most of the time it is acutally quite dirty. Her most striking feature, however; would be her one ice blue eye, right next to her dark brown one.
Personality: To put it nicely, Latika is brave. She doesn't take anything from anyone and she'll take it to her grave-which is very likely to happen. The head on her shoulders is a good one though sometimes a not so good one. The fae rarely listens to someone who isn't her beta, putting it simply she is head strong and believes her decisions are best. At times she can have a momentary look for help, where anyone who suggests something gets it put into consideration. Just because she prefers hearing herself talk doesn't mean she won't get along with others. A lot of the times other find her very amusing to talk too but at other times it might be best to turn tail and run.

When the fae is angered her true side shows. She is vain and ruthless, she leaves a trail of no mercy wherever she walks. Her temper is short and when it snaps, it shows. She'll snarl, growl, scratch, bite, anything it takes to make sure she gets the respect she deserves. That's what she believes a pack is fueled by, respect. Not equalness, not sharing, no respect. She demands respect from all her pack members, it is a must. When she is angered she snaps at anyone who comes close to her who even tries to calm her. It takes peace and quiet for her to once again be calm.
History: Latika was born in this pack, as the daughter of the alpha female, Aqua, the daughter of the fabled Siren. Living up to her parent's expectations was hard, but over the years Latika was able to perfect it, guessing what they wanted before it was even asked. One day during a raid Latika became lost, deep in enemy territory. Confused and frightened she bravely fought her way out of the horror with dreams of returning to her family. For days she battled her way through the city, leaving death and fear behind her. This was where she was mostly molded, becoming the brave leader she is today. Finally she made her way back, only to find out her father had been killed during a battle with another rival pack. Aqua was heart broken and began leaving a lot of the work to Latika, there she learned how to control the pack, make them do what she wanted. There she learned about respect and made sure it was used. When Aqua died of an unknown disease Latika took over quickly, banishing those who became sick so her own pack would survive.
Crush: "I have none."
Mate: "Again, I have none."
Kin: Bull|Father|Deceased
Aqua|Mother|Deceased
Bruce|Brother|Unknown
Pups: "No pups."

Username: InsanityIsGenius
Nickname: Insanity or Genius. Whichever suits you.
Theme Song: Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
Other: Nope

|Rocky||Male||Pup||Energetic|

Name: "I'm Rocky!"
Gender: "I'm a male! Want proof?"
Rank: "I'm just a stupid pup..."
Desired Rank: "To be the greatest warrior ever!"
Age: "I'm only four months right now."
Breed: "A golden retriever like no other!"

Physical Description: Even for a young pup Rocky is built quite muscular. He has a heavy build and it shows in his thick legs and muscular upper core. From a distance it might seem as though Rocky's head is a bit out of proportion. However, if you got closer you would see it's because his fur is still like a pup's and very thick indeed. Rocky has the most adorable chocolate brown eyes. They always seem to pull others in to meet him.
Personality: Rocky is your typical golden retriever pup. Full of energy and always bouncing around is the perfect way to describe him. He is always willing to go play somewhere he isn't supposed to go play or pull a prank or two on the always bothered Latika. He's fearless that way, he's always ready to mess with anyone that sets themselves up for it. When you look at him he is always fidegting or his tail is always wagging. Rocky is the type of dog others can confide in and know their secret is safe or that he'll surely do his best to help and make them feel better. Since he is young Rocky's personality hasn't completely developed but slowly he is beginning to shape himself.
History: He doesn't really have much of one at four months old.
Crush: "Yuck!"
Mate: "Um?"
Kin: "I never met them."
Pups: "UM!"

Username: InsanityIsGenius
Nickname: Insanity or Genius
Theme Song: Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
Other: Nope

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(Bump!)

[bambi,]

|Risk||Female||Delta Female||Energetic|

Name: "The name's Risk; Don't forget it."
Gender: "Female, obviously."
Rank: "Delta female and you know it!"
Desired Rank: "I'm happy with what I've got!"
Age: "I am exactly 3 years and eight months."
Breed: "The greatest breed out there! A border collie!"

Physical Description: Risk is a long-legged border collie with floppy black ears and a pointed muzzle. She's slender, yet muscular at the same time. She has medium-lengthed black and white fur that is easily messed up by the wind. Her face is split in the middle by a white line that leads from the top of her head to her muzzle where it spans out and covers her entire muzzle and chest, all the way down to her paws. The two spots on either side of the white line are black and stretch out form the "center line" to the very tip of her floppy ears. Her rear end is also black, although her back legs are white, just like her forelegs. Her tail is long, fluffy and black, until it reaches the end that is. The end of her tail is white, like her muzzle and chest.
Personality: Risk is an energetic young dog who's always so full of energy, she could be considered an oversized pup. She simply can not sit still, and if she must, she'll continuously fidget and squirm until she's allowed to get up and run again. Risk is the kind of dog you'd catch racing after a rabbit just for the sake of running and letting loose all her energy. Of course, due to Risk's bloodline, she tends to herd the pack along as if they're sheep. She'll nip at the heels of the slower ones to make them speed up, but she's only doing what she was bred to do. Despite Risk's ongoing energy, she's quite organized and clever. She's almost always got a plan to get out of trouble, although there's a good chance it was her who got you into trouble to begin with. Risk is brave and always takes chances, even if they my cost her life. Risk rarely thinks twice about things and believes that you should move forward instead of dwell in the past.
History: Risk was born an outsiders, along with two siblings. Her father had been part of Orion Pack, but her mother had not. Not able to deny his love Risk's mother, Celie, he snuck away from the pack; Away from those who hoped to rid of him for good. Risk's father [Brick] wasn't the most well-liked dog around. He was rude and disrespectful, always making insults and gossiping about his packmates. Although, after meeting the charming and polite Celie, his behaviour drastically changed. It was such a quick and noticable change, that his packmates found it suspcious. They kept their eyes and ears open, just waiting to discover something, but they never did. After many months of courtship, Celie finally annouced to Brick that was expecting pups. Overcome with fear that his packmates would find out and kill Celie and the unborn pups, he took his mate far away. They did well on their own, but when the pups were born, there wasn't enough for all of them. Celie begged and pleaded for Brick to take the pups to the Orion Pack, but Brick refused. Knowing the pack would be a much safer home for her pups, Celie tricked her mate into returning to the pack. They had to travel for a long time to get back home, and during the journey, Risk's brother and sister [Bandit and Rosa] died of starvation. Luckily, Celie, Brick and Risk came upon Orion Pack just in time. They accepted Risk into the pack, but it wasn't easy to convince them. At first they refused, threatening to kill them if they didn't leave, but they finally agreed on taking care of Risk if Celie and Brick left, never to return again. Risk has grown up in Orion Pack ever since, keeping only vague memories of her parents and siblings.
Crush: ---
Mate: ---
Kin: Celie [Mother; Alive; Location unknown]
Brick [Father; Alive; Location unknown]
Rosa [Sister; Deceased]
Bandit [Brother; Deceased]
Pups: ---

Username: |Prothero Diem|
Nickname: Ero
Theme Song: That Don't Impress me Much - Shania Twain
Other: ---

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[size=70][i] "dσwnч fєαthєrs kíss чσur fαcє
αnd fluttєr єvєrчwhєrє
rєαlítч ís α lσvєlч plαcє
вut í wσuldn't wαnt tσ lívє thєrє"
-σwl cítч ; thє rєαl wσrld [/i][/size]
[color=#008080][size=85]>>gєndєr;; Female
>>αgє;; 3 years & 8 months
>>rαnk;; Delta Female
>>crush/mαtє;; N/A
>>вrєєd;; Border Collie
>>αctívítч & lσcαtíσn;; ____[/size][/color][/center][/quote][/left]


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|Jedi||Male||Warrior||Level-headed|

Name: "I've gone by the name Jedi since I was a pup."
Gender: "I am a male, without a doubt."
Rank: "I am a warrior."
Desired Rank: "I have no desire for any other rank."
Age: "Five years and a few months."
Breed: "I am a German Shepherd and proud of it."

Physical Description: Jedi is a long-legged german shepherd. His pelt is a golden tan colour, although his rear is black. Jedi also has a black spot on his forehead and his ears are a mixture of tan and black. He has a black "collar" that wraps around him from the base of his neck to his chest. Jedi has a long, pointed snout and large black nose. His muzzle is partially gray, but that isn't because he's old. Jedi has warm brown eyes, although they often appear to be sad. Jedi has tall pointed ears, like any other German Shepherd. His tail is long and fluffy on the underside, another regular trait of a German Shepherd.
Personality: Jedi is a wise and intelligent canine. He's calm and level-headed, rarely speaking loudly or making a big deal out of things. Jedi is the kind of dog you'd want on your side in battle. He's fierce both physically and verbally, but he'd never attack without a reason. Jedi isn't emotional, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have emotions. Jedi often appears to be sad, and most of the times he is. This is due the memory of his lost mate and pups. Jedi is kind and has a soft spot for pups and females. Jedi is loyal to his packmates and does as he's told, although he'd enver do anything he thought was wrong. Jedi tends to feel like he's in control and is often highly respected, mainly due to the equal amount of respect he duals out to the rest of the pack.
History: Jedi was born into the pack and was raised alongside his brother and the other pups of the pack. Jedi had been a rough, playful pup, unlike he is now. Jedi had been close friends with his brother Rex and another couple's pup, Erika. The three of them used to sneak around, playing pranks on the older dogs and causing lots of ruckus and constantly getting into trouble. Jedi and Rex both had a crush on Erika, but neither would it admit it. The three of them continued to be best friends, but as they got older, Jedi and Rex began to fight over Erika. In the end, Erika chose Jedi over Rex. Infuriated, Rex ran away from the pack, only to be killed by a falling tree during a storm. Jedi silently grieved for the loss of his brother, but didn't make it obvious, especially since he now had two pups to take care of. Jedi and Erika named their pups Ace and Kolani, after Erika's deceased brother and grandmother. Jedi and Erika were very happy until they were attacked by a mountain lion. Jedi managed to frighten off the giant cat, but he lost his mate and pups during the battle. Jedi became extremely quiet and obidient after this. He never caused a problem and did as he was told without a spoken word. Jedi soon got over this and began speaking and including himself into the pack's daily routine after a stern talking to from another packmate. Jedi continues to grieve to this day, but he's moving on.
Crush: ---
Mate: Past:: Erika [Deceased]; Current:: ---
Kin: Jezebel [Mother; Deceased]
Kane [Father; Deceased]
Rex [Brother; Deceased]
Erika [Past Mate; Deceased]
Ace [Son; Deceased]
Kolani [Daughter;Deceased]
Pups: Ace [Son;Deceased]
Kolani [Daughter;Deceased]

Username: |Prothero Diem|
Nickname: Ero
Theme Song: That Don't Impress me Much - Shania Twain
Other: ---

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[size=70][i] "líght up thє skч, shч víσlєt αngєl єчєs.
shє dríєd mч єчєs αnd dríftєd σff
whílє єvєrч tєαr wαs hєld αlσft.
thє hєαvч rαín clσuds fєlt tєrríвlє
'cαusє shє turnєd mч stσrmч skч вєαutíful"
- σwl cítч ; shч víσlєt [/i][/size]
[color=#8080BF][size=85]>>gєndєr;; Male
>>αgє;; 5 years & 3 months
>>rαnk;; Warrior
>>crush/mαtє;; N/A
>>вrєєd;; German Shepherd
>>αctívítч & lσcαtíσn;; ____[/size][/color][/center][/quote][/right]


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(So far it is all good but keep in mind this is three generations after humans dissapeared so you might need to tweak her history a tad bit.)

[bambi,]

[Okay ^^]