I'm So Sorry For Being Loquacious -Dog RP- Forms/Discussion

[Rotten]

.:INTRO:.

And so the typical end was upon the world. All good things must come to an end. It's not unusual for a fruit to rot, right? So now man is on the verge of permanent depletion. A deadly virus that zombified humans, that deletes their sense of what is right and wrong and thus destroys sanity and the balance of a united society. Now as the world comes to an end, you would think this is the focus point of the story. However, there is more that is happening, it's just humans have always been seen as the stars so naturally they hog up the spotlight. But if we look a little below them, we will see the true story that shall be told today. This is the tale of eight dogs going on a grand adventure. In the world of dogs it's not easy as most humans have abandon their animal. There is also something spreading among them like the humans. It is known as rabies. A giant rabies outbreak has occurred during this end of the world. So what does one dog decide? It's time to leave the biggest city in America and go somewhere else that is safe from the disease. You would think this is a dog of morals, right? But in reality this dog is a cruel tyrant who ran the biggest gang of dogs in the city. Morals are not his specialty. Gathering a special few from his gang and as well as snatching a couple other dogs to form a group to go travel across the land, these guys have their work cut out for them. It will not be easy as dangers lurk in every shadow and no doubt conflicts will arise with this messed up batch of canines. To count it all, who will survive? Death is waiting for most, if not all, of them. Can they truly find this paradise?

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[Rotten]

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The shimmering hot air envelops the whole town in its cloak. A summer scenery.
Quietly. The blue sky of August.

This summer, where we had fun together outside…
That summer, where we went places together…

This sky
is too blue.
It’s almost completely different
from that day…

This world, enveloped in the shimmering hot air.
In the ever changing sky
rings the noise.

This town,
where you used to be,
is changing,
along with the loud noise.
Taking you from me.

In the town that burns
with the thundering noise,
on that day
in August,
you were killed...

As he looked into the light, he realized...it was best to turn back...

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♥Name: Ulfric
♥Age: 2 years and five months
♥Gender: Male
♥Breed: Great Dane
♥Title: The Tyrant
♥Gang Or Stray: Gang Leader
♥Injuries: Scars everywhere
♥Theme Songs: August Killed You, and Babylon

♥Mother: -
♥Father: -
♥Siblings: -
♥Mate: Maya
♥Crush: No one
♥Pups: None
♥Best Friend: Glitch
♥Friends: Zodiac, Tonraq
♥Enemies: Whistle
♥Acquaintances: Benjy

Look at the self-important parade of a bunch of pathetic losers.
Interspersed with their endless yapping is the bystanders’ mindless clapping.
Deception, trickery—no holds barred; it’s every man for himself.
Everything is give and take, there’s no exception.
Everyone is always on the offensive with what makeshift weapons they have...

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There are the pretentious gangsters, philosophizing about the world,
and there are the gambling houses, lining up rows after rows.
Growing up on these flattened streets,
we’ve abandoned our notion of normality...

♥♥Personality Traits:
A nasty dog with a nastier temper. He is cruel and lacks empathy it seems. Yet he takes care of those under him well, but still, he rules with an iron fist. Being smart, insane, sly, and confident, are all part of what makes him a tyrant of a leader. He can be very irrational and make choices on a whim. Beware, he may be your downfall. You should never fully trust this dog. His love for his mate Maya is a strange one. A powerful dog like him loving a beat up small dog that can't even have pups. Yet she means a lot to him and thus he feels a strong bond with her. He just sees those under his lead as his children. He can be a bit flirtatious but his love for Maya comes first before others. This smart dog looks for ways to break the spirits of others, then swoops down and seizes control of their lives.

In the constantly moving sea of people,
the mask maker is sprawling on the ground, begging.
The crying baby has gone quiet at the toll of the bell.
What would he do with that bundle of anguish in his arms?

Lalala… Can you hear your own shallow song?

On this muggy night, the rock star is crying in his condo,
remembering the pervading indolence before the war, and his third attempted suicide pact.
The soldiers, standing in line, are sneering at this transient life.
Come on, just take off your tengu mask.

There are the pretentious gangsters, philosophizing about the world,
and there are the gambling houses, lining up rows after rows.
It’s time to say goodbye to this bleak city.
So, I guess that’s it for now. See you tomorrow...

[Rotten]

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If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
And the water gonna come in, have no place to stay

Well all last night I sat on the levee and moan
Well all last night I sat on the levee and moan
Thinkin' 'bout my baby and my happy home

If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
And all these people have no place to stay

Now look here mama what am I to do
Now look here mama what am I to do
I ain't got nobody to tell my troubles to...

I works on the levee mama both night and day
I works on the levee mama both night and day
I ain't got nobody, keep the water away

Oh cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good
Oh cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to lose....

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for me so I can come home now...

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"Mother, this is not the end! You hear me?! We will meet again! I will find you! And when I do, I will be strong enough and have the support to keep both of us safe and happy! So don't you dare die! Don't you dare give up! Mom, I love you! Promise me we'll meet again, promise! Mom, mom!" he called after her, calling her title again and again, wanting her to keep the promise that they will meet again. However, no words came from her mouth, and Whistle never looked back.

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♥Name: Whistle
♥Age: 3 years and two months
♥Gender: Female
♥Breed: Utonagan
♥Title: The Balanced Hypocrite
♥Gang Or Stray: Stray
♥Injuries: Is missing left hind leg
♥Theme Songs: When The Levee Breaks, The Outsider, 3 Libras, all by A Perfect Circle, and the song Today by Smashing Pumpkins

♥Mother: Melvy
♥Father: Vertigo
♥Siblings: Rosemary, Fisher, Dalila, Kevin, Windmill, Whisper
♥Mate: No one
♥Crush: No one
♥Pups: Wolfram, Wolfgang, Rosary, Marvel, Witness
♥Father of Pups: Brightly
♥Best Friend: ???
♥Friends: ???
♥Enemies: ???
♥Acquaintances: ???

I works on the levee, mama both night and day
I works on the levee, mama both night and day
I works so hard, to keep the water away...

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I had a woman, she wouldn't do for me...
I had a woman, she wouldn't do for me...
I'm goin' back to my used to be...

♥♥Personality Traits:
A control freak due to anxiety and past events, likes to lead, is bipolar, secretly a hypocrite, is a mother and thus acts very motherly to the others, can be bossy and forceful, clever, problems manipulating, a bit too independent, has lots of life experience, she's her own side, is super protective, fairly selfless, loves snow, is the one to give everyone else a reality check, sympathetic, great empathy and understanding, good at giving advice, is bad about giving herself good advice, fairly mature, sometimes she can be adorable or surprisingly sweet, other times she's super grumpy and a no nonsense girl

..:.The Logical Regret:...:

:If I knew before I met clarity what had been beyond ignorance, then I would have wished to never have changed:

Ah, salutations. You may call me Whistle. It's not my birth name, to be honest it's been a while since one addressed me as my birth name. Now let me babble on for a bit. I was many things before now, all far from who I am today. My mind was a mess. But on that starry night, the one where I mourned the deaths of my children with pain-stricken howls, I realized something. That life was a circle and everything was about balance. Not too much or too little. So began my journey out of ignorance. Now as an individual, I'm very motherly. I honestly can't help it, I blame it on being a mother. It changes you a lot ya know? I was a very young single mother. I learned the hard way that one-night flings are not the way to go in life. Trust me, you'll regret it in the morning. I was gifted with children though who I loved dearly. Tragically, death found most of my pups except for two of them. They were two of my sons, and they had become my best friends. Now some would almost find me to be a monster for how easily I left my current life behind. I left it all easily, separating myself completely. But you must understand. I have lived many lives in one life time. So many lives...It's why I have a lot of life experience and interesting stories. I have lived in the richest of human houses to the coldest streets with the cruelest stray dogs. I have done many things I'm not proud of. I have many regrets. I have had no choice but to let go of all of these lives go to move on, so please understand that letting go of my current life is easy because I have done it so many times before. I must move forward. The mother side of me is still being a bit illogical though. I still mourn for my children. Heck, even Brightly would be nice to see again. My past must be boring you, so let me talk about other things. I can be very stubborn while at the same time I can easily let go of things. You could almost say I am a balance of personality traits, or call it being bipolar if you want to. I try to take on everything and often bite off more than I can chew. I don't know why, I've always tried to take on everything. It's just something ingrained in me I guess. They call me a control freak, one who desires control. I can't really deny that. I try not to show it, but I have anxiety and I just worry that things aren't gonna go right. This makes me very unreasonable at times and some might misunderstand me when I act bossy and freak out, but I just want the best for everyone. I see these dogs as my children. I must protect them. I never take anyone's side but my own. I'm not smart, but I'm clever, especially when it comes to empathy. If needed to, manipulating is something I can easily achieve. Though generally I like my group to be a democracy, if I feel like the situation calls for it-wow I say that a lot-then I will be very forceful. Possibly to the point where I will fight anyone in my group and enforce dominance to make them listen. Hey, I'm a pretty big dog who has been in a good amount of fights. That should explain my leg. Oh yeah my leg. I haven't mention that yet, huh? Well I'm missing my front left leg. Don't worry though, I've adapted well to it. I don't mind it when others stare either, however I can be a bit impatient when others voice concern of me being able to keep up with only three legs. Don't underestimate me! When others ask about my leg or about my past in general I dance over the topic. I don't like talking about myself. Sure, maybe I'll tell you an interesting story or two, but nothing that gives really anything about me away. I cherish my privacy. Anyways, I do my best to be a good example for the group, and generally, I like to think I succeed at that though the truth is I often fail. However, I need to confess my biggest negativity to you. I am a very big hypocrite I tend not to apply my commonsense to myself. When it comes to myself I seem to be clueless, and because of that, I often pay the price or on occasion, hurt others. I may lead others, but I have no one to lead myself. I'm very afraid that I'm going to lose it one of these days. Do you know what I mean by that?

I's a mean old levee, cause me to weep and moan
I's a mean old levee, cause me to weep and moan
Gonna leave my baby, and my happy home...

[Daria008]

Name: Maya
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Breed: Pit bull
Rank: Second-in-command
Crush: Ulfric
Mate: Ulfric
Pups: None
A Bit About: This young Pit bull with the fixed ears and scars is known as the Tyrant's lover. She's a quiet dog, but don't be fooled, she's very analytical and is always watching and observing. She's pretty smart because of this and thus often she has great influence with The Tyrant with her smart decisions The smartness isn't her only skill as she is a good fighter. She is the only one who can calm him down too. As far as origins go, she was a dog trained for illegal fighting until the cops came in and gave her to a foster home after she was vaccinated and spayed. But losing trust with all humans and dogs, she was able to ran away. Then somehow she met The Tyrant and easily they fell for each other.

[amavi.]

Name;
"Um, hello. My n-name is Danika."

Age;
"I'm about two years old now..."

Gender;
"I'm a f-female."

Breed;
"Well, my h-humans used to always tell me that I was a purebred Australian Shepherd. Whatever that is..."

Origin;
"I used to be a House Pet... I'm not that scary, am I? Oh well..."

Love Interest;
TBA

Personality;
"Some say I'm anxiety-ridden, but I mostly just think of myself as shy, and afraid of the other dogs."

History;
"I was once a house pet, which I already told you. My human family was good to me, but they passed away not long ago. And I had no where else to go. So I went out on the streets as a stray for a long time. I got so desperate to find help and love and comfort that I found this group and joined them almost immediately. If only I had known how mean they would be to me... Although I understand why. I really have no good talents at all, I'm just a big useless blob of fur. I'm pretty sure they think of me as a parasite. *sigh* Maybe things will change soon, who knows."

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[Daria008]

Just a Bump

[Rotten]

Sorry, I was suddenly out of my home state.
Still need three more spots to be taken

@Daria: Can you add a few words of your own to her overall personality and history. Just so the character has your own touch like what Pegasus did ^^

@Pegasuswolf: Accepted!

[Sevynrae]

WIP Go-Lucky~~

[WildlingQueen]

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name: zodiac aliases: dia, zoe age: three years gender:
female role: the hatred mother: alias father: nuke sibli
ngs: jackal and natal kin: palace love interest: open
mate: open pups: open
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this cold-hearted german shepherd is stubborn and hard
headed. she has not a trace of kindness in her heart. sh
e is tempermental and is quick to snap when she feels i
rritated or cornered. she likes to be alone rather than w
ith others and finds it hard to deal with the rest of them.



born into hatred, zodiac learned from a young age to t
rust no one but herself. beaten cruely by the humans w
ho lived near her parents den and their agression often
turning to her when food was scarce, she lived her you
ng life in fear of all things. by the time she could wand
er the streets on her own she was a rough and tough do
g with the scars to proove it. her ears were torn from c
onstant fighting and her legs were scarred on every sid
e. joining the rough and tough gang gave her a place t
o let her aggression take over.
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[Daria008]

@Rotten

I added some little things but I have no inspiration right now to write.