by wildheart. » Sun Oct 12, 2014 12:57 pm
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PAST THE BLACK WHERE THE
SIRENS SING WARM ME UP IN
A NOVA'S GLOW AND DROP ME
DOWN TO THE DREAM BELOW▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬name ;; ghost
gender ;; agender dmab
age ;; three years old
breed ;; shar pei
appearance ;; ghost has dark grey-brown fur and chocolate brown eyes. his
build is strong and sturdy, with faint wrinkles. he is a shar pei, after all.
personality traits ;; introverted, quiet, flighty, thoughtful, dreamy, friendly
in comfortable situations, easily spooked, a big worrier, would rather go for
flight than fight, does not trust others easily, becomes anxious when left a-
lone in an unfamiliar environment.
history ;; wip
orientation ;; panromantic demisexual
crush ;; none
mate ;; none
family ;; unknown
friends ;; tbd
enemies ;; tbd
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EVERY STEP THAT I TAKE IS ANOTHER MISTAKE TO YOUnico - female - four years old
demiromantic demisexual - rottweiler▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬she had been a champion fighting dog.
she was unbeaten. uncontested. she was the pride and joy of the ring. i was expected to follow in her footsteps. the largest pup of the litter, trained to be as cold-hearted and emotionless as she. but while she completely let go of all feeling and thought, i held onto a scrap of hope--hope that i would be freed from this misery.
i was fighting for my life inside the ring. the other dogs were ruthless killing machines. i nearly died myself when two dogs were pitted against me. i didn't want this, but, like my mother wished, i became a champion alongside her.
"mother against daughter, who will win?" announced a lazy voice one day. my skin crawled. i was fighting my own mother. and then we were battling, i for my life, she for the glory. it all happened so fast. suddenly she was standing over me, pinned my throat to the ground. she was about to kill me.
and then she was dead on the ground with a bullet hole in her neck. people were standing all around me, there were angry shouts, yells, and the blare of police sirens.
i was free.