They said what? {{ Open !! }}

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After a scientific experiment gone wrong, four scientists give a group of dogs the ability to talk and understand English! The night before they get to show the animals off they all escape, not wanting to be back under the spot light. Not only can these animals understand and communicate with humans, but they can think a bit like humans as well. Now the animals are on the lamb, looking for better lives while trying to avoid the clutches of the scientists. Now the dogs find refuge in an abandon factory, filled with noisy birds and a few helpful food sources.

Rules:;
1.) No cursing at all
2.) At LEAST 2 lines, no exceptions.
3.) Stick to the plot line
4.) Respect me and everyone else here, everyone is equal.
5.) Use my forum, no exceptions.
6.) Three animals per person for now

Enviornment:;
- Factory inside
- Factory outside

Setting:;
Early August, 2004
Weather: Cold and rainy with a cool breeze every now and then.
Season: Fall

Forum:;
Name:
Age:
Rank:
Mate:
Crush:
Puppies:
Gender:
Breed:
Personality:
Looks:

Rankings:;
Lead Male{Top male dog}: Razor
Lead Female{Top female dog}: None
Lead Pups{Second generation}:

Guards/Fighters{Protectors of the pack as they are eating or sleeping}: Nameless, Toby

Scouters{Always up and moving, keeping an eye out for danger and food}: Scout, Adriana, Streak, Final

Me:;
Name: Scout
Age: 3 years old
Rank: Scouter
Mate: N/A
Crush: N/A
Puppies: N/A
Gender: Male
Breed: Austrailian Shepherd
Personality: Scout is very playful and loves humans. At first he can be a bit shy in front of new people and he fears men in white coats, but he is incredibly well socialized wise with humans and other animals. Scout loves to explore and take adventures, running around and playing his favorite pass time. He is a super sweet and athletic dog with a lot of potential in becoming a house pet for the special family with whoever decides to adopt him. Scout is very bold sometimes and can be a bit aggressive towards some strangers, disliking men with hats and glasses most of all.
Looks:


Name: Razor
Age: 4 years old
Rank: Lead male dog
Mate: N/A
Crush: N/A
Puppies: N/A
Gender: Male
Breed: Doberman Pinscher
Personality: Razor is a very well trained and precise dog with a very low tolerance of humans. At first Razor can be a bit dog agressive and also not too friendly towards humans. It takes Razor a while to adapt to living with people but he can easily adapt to living on the streets or anywhere really. He is a bit of the Riddick of the dog world, being solitary at times and not enjoying the help or sight of other humans. Razor can be a bit tempermental and a bit territorial but it's simply because he's not fixed and around mating season any dog can get frustrated without meeting his needs. Razor is typically quiet most of the time, selectively mute.
Looks:

[Broken Class]

{ Bump }

[Dawnsummer]

Could I reserve the lead female position?

[Broken Class]

{ Well the lead female position is naturally based on whoever wins the lead male's heart. }

[Dawnsummer]

Name: Adriana
Age: 3 years
Rank: Lead Female, if not Scouter
Mate: Lead Male, Razor. If not, then none.
Crush: Razor
Puppies: None yet.
Gender: Female
Breed: Australian Shepard
Personality: Soft hearted, extremely loyal to her mate, and kind. She is understanding, sympathetic, and caring. She is quiet, tries to avoid conflict, and is a a renown hunter. She can take change if she needs to and is a very good leader, but she prefers to let Razor do the talking.
Looks:

[Broken Class]

{ Accepted, I prefer not to start anyone out as having a mate yet if that's okay with you. }

[Dawnsummer]

Yeah, thats fine. COuld we start roleplaying, now?

[Broken Class]

{ Sure. }

Scout glanced over as he walked across the dampened dirt floor of the factory, rain had leaked through the shattered windows above head and birds were naturally drawn inside. His steel blue eyes caught a feathery looking bundle on the ground, "Razor. A bird." He called out in plain English, sitting down by the bird and waiting anxiously. The big Doberman stood up from inside a barrel and walked to him, after once glance he shook his head. "No." Razor said, meeting his eyes. Scout grunted, "This is the fourth bird you turned down, what's wrong with this one?" He asked, honestly a bit irritated. Razor smirked and flipped the bird over, maggots falling out of the stomach and onto the ground. He looked up at Scout who nodded and walked away, Razor soon going back to his barrel and laying back down inside.

[Broken Class]

{ Bump }

[xx.]

Name: Nameless
Age: 5 years
Rank: Fighter
Mate: None
Crush: None
Puppies: None
Gender: Female
Breed: Greyhound
Personality: Quiet, withdrawn, isolated. Nameless never had a name, so she just called herself Nameless. She doesn't trust others, and she spends most of her time alone. She hardly speaks; she only speaks when warning others about danger.
Looks:
Other: Will create another dog shortly. ^^