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Re: ALLEYWAY ALLIES >> ˢᵗʳᵃʸ ʳᵒᶫᵉᵖᶫᵃʸ >> OP3N

Postby totally tyrannical. » Mon Oct 07, 2013 11:04 am

{ this is active? o: & i don't think so, swag;. }
      dakota male upbeat no crush tagged; no one
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      The brute followed his leader to the house, his eyes slowly observing the area before his trail started to wag to and fro and he bounded inside at a trot. Today Dakota was in a good mood, but that was no surprise, was it? After a couple of steps and sniffing around, he gave a small approving nod and turned, trotting over to a corner in the barn, circling and sitting down. Tongue lolling, panting, he glanced at his Packmembers as they chatted. He was glad to see that everyone was well, it made him all warm inside. However he was reminded of his duties and wondered if he should go out and hunt or survey the area or do something to benefit his group...
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Re: ALLEYWAY ALLIES >> ˢᵗʳᵃʸ ʳᵒᶫᵉᵖᶫᵃʸ >> OP3N

Postby CrossMyMind » Wed Oct 09, 2013 10:31 am

Will join if it's still accepting;;
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In The End.

If It's Not

Okay, It's Not
The End.

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Re: ALLEYWAY ALLIES >> ˢᵗʳᵃʸ ʳᵒᶫᵉᵖᶫᵃʸ >> OP3N

Postby fearless; » Wed Oct 09, 2013 1:03 pm

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NAME→ Hello there! My name is Harleigh. {har-lee} It means 'from the hare's meadow.' Why my owners named me that, I have absolutely no idea. But its okay. My name's Harleigh, and it always has been, so I wouldn't change it. I like it. Harleigh suits me.

AGE→ I am about three years old, but not for sure. I really don't keep track.

GENDER→ Excuse you. That is the stupidest question I've ever been asked. I'm a fae, if you couldn't smell that. Thank you very much.

RANK→ I'm a pack helper, I do a little of everything.

PACK→ I'm a member of the alley pack.

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"..EVERY TIME YOU SMILE, I SMILE.."


APPEARANCE→ I'm proud to say I am a border collie. Though I look different from most border collies, I am indeed one. I'm an
      uncommon color. My coat is goldish blonde and creamy white. Its called gold merle Border collie. I am purebred, papers and all. Obviously I don't carry them around with me or anything...I don't know where they're at, but they exist. Anyways, getting back on topic, my legs, chest, neck, muzzle, forehead, and belly are white. My ears, back, sides, and haunches vary from a light, sandy color to dark strawberry blonde, depending on the lighting. My eyes are very light brown or I guess could also be classified as amber. I'm somewhere around nineteen inches tall and weigh twenty eight pounds. I'm built very thin and slender, agile and my body is good for running and jumping. In my past I was trained for agility which I was quite good at, due to my being light on my feet. My paw pads are black. My ears naturally perk up about halfway then flop over, however sometimes they are completely down.


"..AND EVERY TIME YOU SHINE, I'LL SHINE FOR YOU.."


PERSONALITY→ First off, I'm a take-no-crap kind of fae. You wanna start something with me? Go ahead, see where that gets you. Getting
      off that topic. I'm a quite loud and rambunctious fae to be quite honest. I love having fun and I can be a troublemaker. I am not really afraid of anything, I often do things without thinking of the consequences - which can be bad thing at times, but can also be a good thing. I'm outgoing and most others would tell you I'm a blast to be around. I can be sassy and a flirt. I like to make friends and tend to come across as rude sometimes. But I'm really kind and over think things a lot, and deep down I do wonder what people think of me. However, it seems as if I don't have a care in the world, and I plan to keep it that way.

      Nobody really understands me, but I don't think about it much. I'm different, and that isn't a bad thing. I don't play by the rules very often. I love to do things like running and jumping, I also enjoy swimming. Many dogs dislike it but that's something I don't understand, I just love the feeling of it. I'm brave and I'll do almost anything to protect the ones I love. I'm not afraid to try new things or meet new people. The way I see it is, if you're friendly with me, I'll be friendly with you. I'm flirty pretty much toward any brutes but I'm not rude about it, just teasing. I don't like to see others sad and I'm a good friend. I'll take things seriously when they need to be taken seriously.

      When something bad happens, and by bad I mean like, someone gets hurt, or something like that, I tend to avoid the problem. That's something I really need to work on. I feel like if I just ignore it and pretend its not there...it won't be there. Which is bad. I need to work on that. I try to avoid drama when I can but if I can't then oh well. I would rather confront someone and ask them their problem with me straight up than let them start rumors about me. Deep down, I really just want to have fun and be loved. Doesn't everybody?


"..WOAH, I'M FEELIN' YOU BABY.."


HISTORY→ My past. Ah, lets see, shall we? Well I lived with a family of humans. A rich, caring, Border Collie-breeding family of humans.
      They were kind to us. My litter was quite large. It consisted of five other pups, six in all. Four girls, two boys. Let me tell you about my family. My mother's name was Allison. My mother was a black and white pure bred Border Collie with papers. She was thin and agile but older. About seven years old. Our owners trained her for agility but she became too old and retired. They didn't get rid of her because she could breed to make great show dogs. I didn't know my father because he was a stud dog. Our owners paid for him to mate with my mother and he left. I was the only gold merle in our litter. There was Tasha, a red merle with blue eyes. Next was Roxy, a standard black and white fae with brown eyes. Then Shane, who looked exactly like Roxy. Fourth you had Roy, who was like Roxy and Shane, however instead of black his fur was chocolatey brown with a reddish sheen. Next came Ariana, another red merle. Then there was me.

      We all loved each other and we were close. We all got trained for agility. I was quite good at it. Almost always earned my owners the blue ribbons. I was one of their most prized dogs. I was quick and slender, jumped high and landed silently and gracefully, moving like lightning through the agility course. My owners were proud of me. I loved being in agility contests too. I felt proud that I usually got a prize. It was nice, and I felt important.

      Well that only lasted a little over two years. Then I just stopped. I became a house pet. No more agility contests. They walked me and stuff, and the kids played with me, but it just wasn't what I wanted. I needed somewhere to run and be open and wild. They couldn't give me that. So one day, the kids were at school and the father was at work. The mother was at the agility ring with my brother Shane. And the kitchen window was open. I remember staring at it for what felt like hours, going back and forth, back and forth, between the decision. And I made up my mind. I leaped onto the counter and managed to squeeze out of the window. I ran and ran and never looked back. And well, here I am.


"..DON'T BE AFRAID TO JUMP THEN FALL.."


MOTHER→ Allison - unknown

FATHER→ unknown

SIBLINGS→ Tasha, Roxy, Shane, Roy, Ariana - unknown

CRUSH→ Nope, no one's really caught my eye yet.

MATE→ Never had one.

PUPS→ Maybe some day.

"..THE BOTTOM'S GONNA DROP, OUT FROM UNDER OUT FEET, I'LL CATCH YOU.."


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ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ᴛᴏ- ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ;
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✧ novella and hemmings

Postby indefinite, » Sat Oct 12, 2013 10:56 am

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NOVELLA
she DROWNS in her DREAMS,
AN EXQUISITE EXTREME I KNOW.
━━━━━━ she's as damned as she seems, ━━
and more HEAVEN than
a heart could hold.

━━ and if i try to save her, ━━━━━━━━━
MY WHOLE WORLD
WOULD CAVE IN.

-------it just ain't right. ━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━no, it just ain't right.-----

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meet novella. born and raised in upstate cali, this female has used her stamina to help her become one of the best scavengers the pack has seen. introverted and dependant are two words that cannot describe her; a troubled dreamer fits the bill just right, if you ask me. it's hard to believe that she's only four years old. her lack of reality makes her seem much younger than her years. the streets taught her to make most of what you can by facing life head on and to never be held down by reality.


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HEMMINGS
he DROWNS in his DREAMS,
AN EXQUISITE EXTREME I KNOW.
━━━━━━ he's as damned as he seems, ━━
and more HEAVEN than
a heart could hold.

━━ and if i try to save him, ━━━━━━━━━
MY WHOLE WORLD
WOULD CAVE IN.

-------it just ain't right. ━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━no, it just ain't right.-----

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meet hemmings. born and raised in maine, this male has used his strength to help him become one of the best fighter the pack has seen. cowardly and crude are two words that cannot describe him; a brave goof fits the bill just right, if you ask me. it's hard to believe that he's six years old. his lack of reality makes him seem much younger than his years. the fights taught him to trust no one but still be kind to everyone by never letting things get to you.

full entire form goes to my beloved c a r p e . diem.
character goes to me.
image goes to rightful owner.
edits to image and form go to me.
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