ｗｈａｔ ｌｉｅｓ ｂｅｎｅａｔｈ[ｄｉｓｃｕｓｓｉｏｎ]

[GutterPunk]

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ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｓｏ
ｕｎｋｉｎｄ.

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ＲＵＬＥＳ ＡＮＤ ＬＯＣＡＴＩＯＮＳ





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xxxxxxxxWhether you were born in a nice home, with children
xxxxxxxxand others like you, or you were born a stray, out on
xxxxxxxxthe streets, fighting for your life every day, doesn't
xxxxxxxxxmatter. What matters is that most of you are here
xxxxxxxxxnow. Either thrown out, abandoned, forgotten, or
xxxxxxxxa run away. It's quite sad really, the amount of dogs
xxxxxxxxxxout here. Some of them found it was easier to
xxxxxxxxsurvive together, rather than alone, and have started
xxxxxxxxxa pack. This pack resides in a more rural part of
xxxxxxDetroit, in an abandoned apartment building. The others,
xxxxxxxwell they're everywhere. The pack fiercely defends it's
xxxxxxxxterritory, while the strays have none. Pick your ranks
xxxxxxxxxxwisely, they don't take too kind to betrayers.
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[GutterPunk]

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[GutterPunk]

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✏ [ introduction ] This is Vali. Vali is a four year old, full bred Italian Mastiff who belongs to the city dogs as the Alpha Male.
✏ [ temperament ] Vali doesn't have the nicest looks, but that's not how he really is. He isn't too kind, or too aggressive, he's somewhere in between, but any small thing can tip the balance. Vali is normally quite collected and calm, especially for what he's been through and how some of the pack treat him. The large brute could easily wound someone, and may if you tick him off. He is very patient and understanding, however, there are things he will not tolerate at all, no matter who you are. One of these being aggression towards him. Show any aggression towards him, or his mate, and he'll make you wish you hadn't. If you decide to challenge his authority because you think you know better, he won't lash out at you, but will sabotage whatever you're planning that goes against what he said. If you leave his pack and betray him, he will not forgive you. He doesn't forgive easily. Vali has decent social skills, he became alpha of the pack because he seems the most fit to take the deceased alpha's place. He has a dark past, and that sometimes blocks his problem solving.
✏ [ backstory ] Vali was born to two full bred Cane Corsos, named Odin and Freya. He was the eldest pup of three, the youngest named Baldur, and the middle Hodur. For the first year things were normal. Vali was a very playful pup, as was Hodur. Baldur was more calm and collected. Hodur and Vali would play jokes on Baldur a lot, but it was still obvious how close Vali and Baldur were. Hodur always felt excluded, which in a way made him secretly resent his younger brother. One day, they decided to play a joke and pretend Vali was drowning in the freezing lake. Vali was just going to jump out and scare Baldur when he wasn't expecting it, and that'd be the end of the joke. Vali was hiding in the dense winter trees as Hod ran back to where his brother was and started yelling about how Vali needed Baldur's help. Baldur immediately ran to go rescue Vali, but took the wrong way and ended up where there was a drop off a few feet out into the frozen lake. Vali saw him and went to run over and scare him, but he was too far away when he saw Hodur run towards Baldur. Hodur ran full force into Baldur's side, who stumbled and fell into the deep water, it almost immediately freezing back over. Vali knew that Baldur couldn't swim, especially in the cold lake, but Hodur didn't care. Baldur yelped and quickly came unconsious to the water filling his lungs. When Vali got there and pulled him out, he was already dead. Hodur claimed that he didn't mean to kill him, but Vali never believed him. Hodur turned and ran into the woods, just as Vali started yelling about revenge for his little brother. He hasn't seen him since. Vali found the pack,and was in training to be a healer when a group of humans raided his home and took Vali and a few members of the pack. They threw them in make-shift cages in a small building for months. Poking at them with sticks through the holes in boxes, or between messy iron bars where they kept them. Vali grew to hate the humans, all of them. They kept every dog separated. Occasionally, they would get one or two out, but only one came back, or none at all. When they did come back, they were beat up and whining the whole time, begging to be let free. Eventually it was Vali's turn. They took him out and he tried to attack the human's, which resulted in a hard thump on his head. They took him in a small room and gave him a shot to tranquilize him. When he woke up, he no longer had his floppy ears that his mother loved, but instead only half of them, along with his tail. Things went on this way for years, the humans would take them out to fight each other, for god knows why, then throw them back in cages. One day, a larger dog was taken out of his cage and over powered the human. The large dog tore through the others cages and let them free, but not before being caught. Vali and a few others escaped. He found his way back to the city dog's who welcomed him back and comforted him. After that, he grew cold, guarded. He no longer wished to be a healer, but thought he would do better as a fighter. He eventually worked his way up through the ranks, to where he is now, as Alpha of the pack.
✏ [ appearance ] Vali is handsome, there's no denying that. He is a blue cane corso, with small white patches on his chest. His ears are short cropped, tail docked, and he has light brown colored eyes. He is a bit larger than the average cane corso, which can be an advantage but also a weakness. He has a deep german voice that can be intimidating if he growls.
✏ [ love life ] Vali doesn't have a love life, never really did. Now that he's alpha, he doesn't have time for it. He wont let anyone close enough to try. [If you'd like to be mates/crushes with Vali, let me know.]
✏ [ family ] Most of Vali's family is all dead. He had two brothers, and his parents. His parents, Odin and Freya, passed naturally, his brother Baldur was killed, and Hodur is still alive, but Vali will not hesitate to kill Hodur if they meet again.
✏ [ extra bits ] None so far.
form credit goes to chemical--

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✏ [ introduction ] This is Hodur, also known as Hod, he was named after the Norse god of darkness and winter. Hod is a four year old full bred Cane Corso, also known as the Italian Mastiff.
✏ [ temperament ] Hod was a playful dog, always messing around and playing jokes on others. He was also quite happy as a puppy. Once the accident happened with his youngest brother, Baldur, Hod changed. He was only a year old when that happened, but as soon as it did he changed. He became cold, some may say aggressive, but he just didn't tolerate anything. He doesn't like others getting close to him. He occasionally will let someone in, but quickly regrets the decision and pushes them away. He's sweet to pups, but not in the way you'd expect. He knows how pups work, so he'll basically train them to be killers without anyone knowing because it just looks like innocent play. IF you can get close to him, he may change, but no ones been able to, and those few who did.. Well, no one knows what happened to them.
✏ [ backstory ] Hodur was born to two full bred Cane Corsos, named Odin and Freya. He was the middle pup of three, the youngest named Baldur, and the oldest Vali. For the first year things were normal. Hodur was a very playful pup, as was Vali. Baldur was more calm and collected. Hodur and Vali would play jokes on Baldur a lot, but it was still obvious how close Vali and Baldur were. Hodur always felt excluded, which in a way made him secretly resent his younger brother. One day, they decided to play a joke and pretend Vali was drowning in the freezing lake. Vali was just going to jump out and scare Baldur when he wasn't expecting it, and that'd be the end of the joke. Vali was hiding in the dense winter trees as Hod ran back to where his brother was and started yelling about how Vali needed Baldur's help. Baldur immediately ran to go rescue Vali, but took the wrong way and ended up where there was a drop off a few feet out into the frozen lake. Vali saw him and went to run over and scare him, but he was too far away when he saw Hodur run towards Baldur. Hodur ran full force into Baldur's side, who stumbled and fell into the deep water, it almost immediately freezing back over. Vali knew that Baldur couldn't swim, especially in the cold lake, but Hodur didn't care. Baldur yelped and quickly came unconsious to the water filling his lungs. When Vali got there and pulled him out, he was already dead. Hodur claimed that he didn't mean to kill him, but Vali never believed him. Hodur turned and ran into the woods, just as Vali started yelling about revenge for his little brother. Hodur hasn't seen him since. Since then, he's been wary about anyone else. He really didn't mean to kill his little brother, but didn't mean for him to survive either.
✏ [ appearance ] Hod is quite handsome, but also intimidating. He is quite a large and muscular brute, with an all black coat except for a small patch of white on his chest and throat. His parents used to joke that the patch on his chest was where his heart froze his fur. He has a docked tail and cropped ears, as this is the "preferred" look for the breed. Hod's eyes are a bright amber color and he has a german accent.
✏ [ love life ] Hod doesn't have a love life, at least not yet anyway. He's cold to everyone, so no one has really tried getting close to him. If you tried hard enough, maybe, just maybe, he'd open up. I wouldn't recommend it though.
✏ [ family ] Hod's family is all dead, and he has no living siblings in his mind.. He had two brothers, and his parents. His parents, Odin and Freya, passed naturally, his brotherBaldur was killed, and Vali is still alive, but will not hesitate to kill Hodur if they meet again.
✏ [ extra bits ] He will become blind later in the role play.
form credit goes to chemical--

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✏ [ introduction ] This handsome fellow is Daemon, a 3 year old german rottweiler who belongs to the junkyard dogs.
✏ [ temperament ] Daemon is a typical stubborn rottweiler. He'll stand his ground and will not respect anyone if they don't respect him. He is king of a flirt, subconsciously and sometimes it just happens. He normally sticks to himself, but hates being alone. Daemon is kind of odd.. He's very guarded, won't let anyone close, and rarely is playful or friendly. He won't attack, he's just indifferent. Most of the younger junkyard dogs avoid him because he's chased them off. He won't hesitate to attack, but does it in a more logical way than just leaping into it. If you can get close to him, he will protect you with his life. He'd never tell, but he wants pups some day, and a mate. He craves love, and wants nothing more than that.
✏ [ backstory ] Daemon didn't grow up the best way. He was born without a father, and two months after he was born, his mother left him and his siblings [if you'd like to play one just tell me. Must be part rottweiler] to fend for themselves. At the beginning, he had 4 sisters and 3 brothers. They grew up together, learning to steal food from the older dogs and occasionally hunt. Since food was scarce, 2 of his sisters left to find somewhere where there was more food. One of his brothers died, and one of his sisters died. His two other brothers stuck around for a little bit, before one left in search of the two sisters. Daemon learned to steal and fight successfully and by the time he was 1 1/2, was bigger than most the junkyard dogs. They didn't bother him too much, and he didn't search out trouble. His brother and sister shared an old rusted out truck in the junk yard. Daemon got the back seat, most comfortable and roomy. his brother got the bed of the truck, which he filled with moss to make more comfortable, and his sister got the front since she was smaller. They stuck around for a bit until Daemon found a fae. He loved her with all his heart. He always brought her food, made sure she was okay, protected her, and they were going to have pups together. One day a new dog came around, a nice looking husky shepherd mix, and she left for him. Daemon was heart broken. He grew cold and aggressive, and his siblings no longer liked being around him. They left to find another place, and Daemon still sleeps in the back seat of the rusted truck.
✏ [ appearance ] Daemon is a rottweiler, with the typical black and rist markings. He is quite the looker, and stands confidently. He has a docked tail, due to a fight with another dog. He has beautiful melted chocolate eyes that seem like they see right through you. His muzzle has a few scars on it, but barely noticeable. He also has a nick in his ear. He has a deep voice, which is quite soft, but can be sharp as knives.
✏ [ love life ] Daemon currently doesn't have a love life, although he does like to flirt with the faes around the junkyard. He doesn't really want to get close to anyone.[If you'd like to be mates/crushes with Daemon, let me know.]
✏ [ family ] As far as he's concerned all of his family is dead.
✏ [ extra bits ] Nothing important.
form credit goes to chemical--

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✏ [ introduction ] This sweet heart is named Whiskey, or Kiki to her close friends. She is a 2 year old german shepherd x husky mix. Unlike in the picture, she has one blue eye and the other brown. Whiskey belongs to the city dogs as pack healer.
✏ [ temperament ] Whiskey is just about the sweetest they come. She has a heart of gold, and just loves everyone. She is still very young so has a bit of playfulness to her. Whiskey won't snap at anyone unless something serious is happening, and even then she's quite gentle. She loves pups, and would love some of her own someday, but no male has caught her eye yet. Whiskey doesn't care where you're from, what you look like, how big or small you are, or what you eat as long as you're a decent dog. She often gets in trouble for being too kind and bringing food to the border. Even though she's young, she does enjoy quiet, and has a few secret spots she likes to go to. She is understanding and will listen to anything you have to say, and will have a meaningful conversation with you. That's one thing she's good at. Deep conversations. She's not too good on the small talk and is a bit awkward in social situations. She is very fearful, and not very liked in the pack.
✏ [ backstory ] Whiskey didn't have too hard of a life, she was close with both her parents. Her father was a german shepherd, average saddle back pattering, her mother a red husky. No one really knows how she came to be completely white. Her father was a junkyard dog, and her mother a healer for the city dogs. They fell in love and had her, and two other still born pups. Whiskey's father wasn't around, he refused to become a city dog to care for her and her mother, so she doesn't much care for him. He died in a fight over a small rabbit with another junkyard dog. He wasn't a bad father, just didn't think. Her mother was the fae everyone wanted. She was a beautiful red husky. No one knew who the father was, and for the better. Whiskey's mother is still around the pack, just not so close in it. She often sleeps outside and has since retired as a healer and is now unranked. Whiskey took over healing duties, and is quite good at her job.
✏ [ appearance ] Whiskey is an all white german shepherd x husky mix with one blue and one brown eye. She is pretty, but is often to clumsy to impress anyone. Her voice is often soft and quiet, but not always.
✏ [ love life ] Ha, she's too awkward to have one. She'd love to get with someone, and have pups, but she's socially challenged and is shy. She has a few brutes she has a little puppy crush on, but doubts anything will happen[If you'd like to be mates/crushes with Whiskey, let me know.]
✏ [ family ] All that Whiskey has is her mother, but she isn't around much anymore.
✏ [ extra bits ] Nothing special yet.
form credit goes to chemical--

[jacktay15]

Are you still accepting people for this rp?

[GutterPunk]

Yep (:

[royalty.]

reserved space for a female and male. female's a fighter male's a unranked.

[GutterPunk]

Reserved for you (: when you do your characters, please edit that post and put them there.

[chase.]

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'Put On Your War Paint'

{Introduction}This brute is Sniper, a 4 year old German Shepherd, his breed come from Germany (Hence the name), even though his breed comes from germany he was born in the US. Sniper is currently the fighter of vail's pack, and he would prefer to keep it that way.
{Getting to know him}Sniper is a confident dog with a sensible personality, he tends to think before doing things and will not put others at risk, he is sweet and caring but has a disliking for unnecessary drama, as a good pack member he is extremely loyal to his pack and will protect his pack members at any cost.
{History}Born into a small litter of four, he and his other siblings thrived at their early age, at 10 weeks Sniper was bought by the military, trained in fighting and tracking Sniper exceeded his tests with courage and determination. He was out on a patrol with some officers and another dog when a bomb went off, it killed all but Sniper and his handler who had been furthest away, Sniper's handler was injured and couldn't walk, when help arrived for his master they left Sniper behind.
{Love life}He has yet to find to find to find a female that has caught his eye, he has had a mate before when he worked in the war but after their 3rd patrol together she wondered off the tracks and she never came back. They never had pups together but Sniper has always wished for a litter of his own, but he isn't sure if he'll ever find a fea to have them with.
{Other Information}He has a clearly masculine voice with a calm and relaxing tone. His theme song is 'The Phoenix' by Fall out boy.

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{Introduction} This lovely fea is Lassie, named by her farther for her thick coat, she is 3 and a half years old and is proud to hold the rank of a hunter. She is a Border Collie born and bred in England, her parents were both purebred so she is 100% a purebred Border collie.
{Getting to know her}Lassie has the loving natural personality for a Border Collie; she is caring, sweet but also energetic, she looks after her fellow pack members but she will fight for what she believes is right.
{History}Born into a litter of 6 she was the strongest of the litter and therefore was trained to work on her owner's farm alongside her mother as a sheepdog, She was soon abandoned, a rouge bull had jumped over the fence and had kicked her in the leg in the process, she couldn't walk properly so her owners gave her up, a few moths after being abandond her leg had healed and she can now walk fine.
{Love Life}She has not had a mate before and she has thought about having one but no brute has caught this young female's eye yet, Lassie has never had pups before but her caring and sweet personality would suit the role of a mother perfectly.
{Other Information}She has a clearly feminine voice with a soothing tone. Her theme song is 'I know I'm a wolf'.

[GutterPunk]

Yep same applies though, update that post when your done.

[jacktay15]

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→Nova completely idolizes her older brother, and because of that she does everything in her power to make him proud. She's a quick study and very intelligent. She loves other dogs and is always trying to make friends, and isn't shy at all. However, while she can act mature when she needs to, she is also still very young and is prone to bouts of chasing butterflies. Her favorite thing to do is run.
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→Nova is the younger sister of Cable, who became her caretaker when their mother died just after she was born. Because of this, they are very loyal to one another.

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→Lead fighter in the city pack
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→As he had to raise Nova from a pup, Cable had to grow up and become mature very early in his life. He's fairly reserved but kind to all, unless you endanger or insult his little sister--in that case, tough luck. He's very possessive of her and takes on a momma bear personality when she's concerned. He thinks everything through before acting and is very smart.
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→Cable's mother (the only parentage that he and Nova share) died while giving birth to Nova's litter. He took her, the only surviving pup, into his care and protection and has acted as her guardian ever since.