:.Living in the Streets.::.Stray Dog RolePlay.:

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Clay's pale blue eyes found themselves often shifting their gaze from place to place, refusing to make any eye-contact with the female. And when she said that she was 'The Crazed One', his stomach felt like it was in a knot. "I am c-called Claymore," he introduced himself in a whisper. His eyes met hers for just a split second before he looked away. "W-what were you're intentions? You were w-watching me," he questioned carefully.

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The golden eyes flashed, but not with frustration, but with. . there is no word to describe it. . Curiosity maybe? Jin Kariya rolled her shoulders back in a light shrug. "I just happened to be walking along this street, and bumped into you." Her tone was once again simple. The german shepherd was growing a bit bored, but was pleased that the dog did not try to size up and try to challenge her, like other dogs wanting to win her title. "Why so timid, Claymore? Yes, I may be the most deadly dog in this city, but that doesn't mean I harm every dog that crosses my line of sight." She says, trying to soften her gaze.

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May i join?


Username: Kaliedawn
Designation [Name]: Shelby
Senility [Age]: Young adult
Gender: Female
Breed of Dog: German shepherd
Temperament [Personality]: she's a very kind dog, and loves pups, she does fight if she feels she has too but likes to avoid fighting, she cares about other dogs and is willing to give food up to the hungrey ones.
Memoir [History. Must fill out.]: she was abandoned, then was adopted from the pound, Then was abused, and then was adopted to a dog-fighter, and then she was freed, and has been a stray since.
Crush: none
Spouse: none
Pups: none


Username: Kaliedawn
Designation [Name]: Kaino
Senility [Age]: Young adult
Gender: male
Breed of Dog: Doberman
Temperament [Personality]: he's a tough dog he was a fighting dog but when his owner was busted for dog fighting he went into the streets and acted tough and likes to fight other dogs, he likes to impress the females, and doesn't really care about anything else but himself.
Memoir [History. Must fill out.]: he was in the dog fights and he won alot, he was then kicked out onto the streets and hasn't liked any human since.
Crush: none
Spouse: none
Pups: none

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Claymore nodded when she explained her reason. But when she asked why he was so timid, his blue gaze lowered to the ground. He shifted his paws uncomfortably. So, here he was, speaking to a very dangerous dog, and not only that, she was titled 'The Crazed One.' What luck. And further more, he didn't know how to answer her. However, he found it easier to talk to her than most dogs, considering that she wasn't barking and snarling at him to scare him off like most strays. Finally, after a long pause, he heaved a sigh and decided to reply. "I have g-gained knowledge that it is simply safest to st-stay out of others way," he remarked.

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[[Kalie. . You may join when you can add more detail to your dogs personalities, and make a male. Even genders here.]]

Jin Kariya listened to Claymore intently, her gaze softening at his explanation. After he had finished speaking, the german shepherd remained silent for a few long moments, before replying. "It does not always work. Some dogs around here harm even innocent dogs for the pleasure of their pain. ." Jin Kariya had said, and wanted to continue, but then the voices had reached her again. Her golden eyes widen drastically. Let yourself go! Go into the alley, and let us feast from your very soul. . Jin Kariya's tail shot under her and her ears immediatly flattened. An anguished whine escapes her black lips as she cowered against a building. "Leave me be creatures of death! Be merciful!" Her paws scratched the pavement in which she was on, while her voice was pitched and leaking with fear. The voices torment her so, which makes her go mad. This madness earned her the title of the Crazed One.

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Again, Claymore nodded. She was right. He was glad he hadn't met one of those dogs, and that she wasn't one of those dogs... or so he presumed. He had yet to come across one. He was tempted to follow her, use her as protection in this cruel world, but then again he hardly knew her and of the few bits of information he had squeezed out of her he didn't dare. But, what had to be the most startling thing he ever saw, occurred. Her ears pinned and she whined, and she began begging for mercy. But from what? Was she insane? As he watched her, he concluded that, yes, she was indeed driven to madness. Frightened, he whimpered and backed up rapidly, teeth bared and back arched fearfully. "Jin Kariya?" He whimpered, his voice a bit louder than before, but still quieter than the typical volume for the average voice. He was trying to snap her out of it, yank her out of whatever hallucination she was having.

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Yes yes, cower foolish dog cower! Your flesh shall soon be ours. . The voices continued on and on, driving Jin Kariya to lost sanity. For months she had been tormented by these voices, and none have believed her when she spoke of them. Her eyes made out the frightened frame of Claymore, but her ears were still locked within the grasp of the voices. As her ears were able to do their work again, Jin Kariya heard the dogs question. Her tail still tucked and her ears flattened, she lets out a low chuckle. "Yes, Claymore? You wonder what has driven me to insanity, yes?" She speaks in a low tone, almost like a hiss. "The voices!" Jin Kariya suddenly cries out. "The threaten to feed upon me! To bring my demise to me slowly so my souls would be tugged apart to shreds!" The german shepherd began snapping at the air at nothing, as if fending off something that was not there. After a few ragged breaths, the obsidian female slunked into the shadows, trembling. "None have believed me. . None have helped me. . None have shown me where the Healer, Jang Callum, lies. . The voices torment me so. . For months they have been whispering to me. ." Her voices lowered as she pressed herself closer to the ground. Instead of looking like the killer she had been before, she looked like a frightened little she-pup being threatened by a pitbull. "Do you believe me, Claymore?" She rasps, pressing herself against the building.

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I'm so sorry! I was eating dinner.

Chasse whipped around to face the strange dog with a fearsome growl. Chance stepped infront of his daughter. "Please excuse Chasse. I am Chance. We were on our way to find a new home and a place to rest. It's a pleasure to meet you." Chance gave a look at Chasse. "What do you call yourself, young one?" Chance rasped, coughing after he finished his sentence. Chasse relaxed and pressed her nose into her father's rough fur.

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A now terrified Claymore watched in horror, listening to every word that came out of her lips. He was having second thoughts about even thinking about having her as a bodyguard. But he also didn't dare turn tail and run; aggression may have come in the insanity package and he didn't want her to give chase and rip him to shreds. His heart was pounding, his ears were drumming deafeningly with fear, and his throat was dry. Poor, easily frightened Clay didn't know what to do. He could only listen and watch with a look of worry on his face, gulping, and his fear scent was sure to have traveled to her by now if it hadn't already. And the last questioned she asked before falling silent had to be the hardest question he ever had to answer: 'Do you believe me, Claymore?' What was he supposed to say? No? Yes? He didn't want to believe it, but part of him was slightly convinced. She was crazy, after all, he knew there very well could be voices haunting her in that insane mind of hers. "I'm n-not sure," he whined. He tried to recall something she said, anything to keep her from attacking because he didn't believe her. But what? Then it hit him. "B-but if you w-wish, I-I w-will t-travel with y-you and h-help you f-find this Healer you sp-speak of," he gulped, stuttering worse than ever. He had no idea what she was talking about, nor if this Jang Callum really existed, but it was worth a shot. Maybe he could get some info on the Healer out of her. But he had just offered a mad wolf assistance. Perhaps it was because he didn't want an insane dog running around, or maybe it was because he was wanting protection. Maybe it was both. But whatever it was, he knew he had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

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The voices receded. The shuddering she-dog was no more. As a rat scuttled by, Jin Kariya let out a fearsome snarl and bolted away from the building. Her paws skidded to a halt in the middle of the street, the air searing inside her throat. The voices were making her appear vulnerable in front of other dogs! With a shudder of her robust muscles beneath her rough coat, Jin Kariya turns to Claymore, her eyes gleaming. "You wish to assist me to find the Healer?" She murmured, half to herself. Jin Kariya paces, thinking deeply. "The Healer is said to be a wise golden retriever, and he does live within this city." Was all she could tell Claymore about the Healer, Jang Callum. Jin Kariya felt the dogs emotions; he thought she was crazed. She was indeed, but, she wished not to be. All this insanity was the outcome of the pain she endured as a young pup.