Tracker Dogs V2.0 [Series 20]

[jay,]

Tracker Dog Application Series 10
Username:ilovebluestar
Tracker Dog you want:31
Name you'll give it:snow
Reason why you want it:i like the dizen.i like the coulers.i like every thing about it and i do not have one.

Will it be used in any kind of story?naybe far a medicen sort of thing naybe you can make a traker rp?
Describe its personality:nice,kind,careing and shereing.likes to help people.likes hospales and wants to work at one.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:well she started out at the pound and i was looking for a pet and i fond her and adopted her. i filled out the form for her and named her snow.now she works with me for the army medics.

[Chara Dreemurr]

Is there a tracker RP?
If not, would I be able to make one?

[Clive]

Is there a tracker RP?
If not, would I be able to make one?

This sounds awesome

[DoctorDraca]

Is there a tracker RP?
If not, would I be able to make one?

If I'm correct, there is no Tracker RP. Feel free to start one.

[ʀaɪɳɓøw-ƈaɫ]

Tracker Dog Application Series 10
Username: Rainbow-Cat
Tracker Dog you want: #31
Name you'll give it: Mirror
Reason why you want it: Companionship. Also, I am a bit accident-prone so she would probably be the one for me. ^ _ ^
Will it be used in any kind of story? Sadly, no. You see, i'm not that big of a writer. But, if one day, one of my crappy short stories actually gets any veiws, I will use her for a chapter or two!
Describe its personality:

Very loving and kind, she is always there to help the sick or injured, also providing companionship and devotion to its owner. But, in return, the owner must show kindness and equal respect for her. She is very good at her job, and is very proud of what she does. She loves to help and serve people and she is very kind to the humans. She loves to get attention from her owner and get rewarded for her accomplishments. She could live in any climate but would prefer one that's not too hot. She also likes the company of fellow animals.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

I slowly walked to the building where Tracker Dogs were sold. I had been here a few times before but never decided to buy one but today, I had my heart set on getting one. I opened the door to the adoption room and went inside. I saw that there were three types of Tracker Dogs available. #30, #31, and #32. They were all in different cages with their numbers and a short description posted on the top of their cage. I carefully read and re-read their descriptions. I finally bent down to look at the dogs. There was a male FireFighter Dog that had its snout pressed up against the cage, sniffing me. I pat the top of his head.

"Hi there, doggy!"

I smiled and walked on to the second cage. It was a female Medical-Type Tracker Dog. She was sitting in the middle of her cage, her head tilted slightly at the sight of me and her tail wagging happily. I stroked her leg through the bars and stopped to watch her for a few minutes than, moved on to #32.

#32 was a female Ariel type of Tracker Dog. I immediately knew that she couldn't come home with me because it is very windy in the Spring and Winter and it's currently Spring. I decide on #31.

I go to the area where you fill out the form to take a Tracker Dog home. I had seen the form before and it looked hard... I fill it out and put it into the stack of papers that get reveiwed and go to the waiting room to wait and see if I get the Tracker Dog...


(lol sorry if that was a bit long, i just go crazy under pressure like that, haha! XD)

[Limerence]

Tracker Dog Application Series 10

Username:
Avimara

Tracker Dog You Want:
#32

Name You'll Give It:
Bella Noche

Name Details:
Bella Noche translates into "Beautiful Night" in Spanish.

Nicknames:
Bella, Night, Beauty, Beautiful, #32

Reason Why You Want It:
Oh, where do I start? I've been lurking around on this thread for some time now, and occasionally I've wanted to apply for a Tracker, but this gorgeous Aerial Tracker just seems to connect with me, unlike any Tracker before her has every done. Her powerful wings are so trecherously lovely, and the glow of her markings radiate my heart. She will be the perfect companion to my new character (the one used in the introductory story)! This is my first Tracker, and, when the time comes, I plan on adding more to my team!

Will it be used in any kind of story?:
If/When a Tracker Dog RP breaks out, I most definately plan on being involved! I'm also looking forward to writing short stories (such as the introduction below) about my Tracker! I love writing and having a Tracker will only cause that love to grow.

What will you do with it?:
Love her forever. <3 And, of course, give her her own thread that I will fill with art of her (plus, not to mention I'll put her in my siggy). Bella will be a huge inspiration for numerous stories, and art pieces. As I said, if I obtain her, Bella Noche will be featured in a chain of short stories (such as her introduction below) as well!

Describe It's Personality:

BELLA :: BEAUTIFUL

Bella is a swift and cunning Tracker, who only lives to assist and protect her owner, Gloria... As well as be her owner's best friend. To her Gloria, Bella is the greatest companion that ever was. She is a very warm-hearted dog, who will not hesitate to place her life on the line for whoever dares to care about her. Because of this, she is also quite a courageous, brave Tracker. Bella was never the kind of Tracker who took well to being locked away in a cage half her life, especially because of her longing to be in the air, or out on the field.

NOCHE :: NIGHT

She is an angel, a guardian to her owner. Yet, Bella is also a demon to those that dare mess with her. She is not afraid to bite (hard), and it will take quite some time for her to gain the trust of another human or Tracker. She sees her owner, almost, like a lover, and untill the day she dies Bella will continue to destroy anything and anyone that poses a threat to Gloria.

Likes:
Gloria Towle (Owner) ~ Bella sees Gloria as a partner, and companion for life. Glora feels exactly the same about her. <3

Flying ~ Being an Aerial Tracker, flight comes naturally to Bella Noche, and she absolutely loves it, and everything about it.

Going with Gloria to work ~ Bella enjoys even the slightest amount of time she can spend with Gloria (which is, uh, pretty much 24/7), and going to work with her is no exception. Whether she is slyly sniffing out a bomb out in the field, or just relaxing back at
Gloria's office as she decodes ancient lettering, Bella loves it.

Twinkies ~ Bella Noche loves Twinkies. <3 Back in the lab, all Bella could eat was meat, and nutrition supplements, but ever scince Gloria gave her half of a Twinkie as a treat for completing a mission, she was head over heels! XP Obviously, however, Gloria only gifts Bella Noche with one or two as a reward for completing a hard mission. Twinkies aren't the healthiest things. XP

Dislikes:
People who touch Gloria ~ To Bella, nobody can be trusted. Everyone back at the F.B.I. knows not to mess with Gloria, or even shake hands with her if they don't want to hear Bella Noche's blood-curdling growl.

People who yell at her or Gloria ~ Bella always sees a raised voice as a sign of rage, and she sees rage as a threat. Yes, she is a bit of a drama queen, but we love her. <3

Fully enclosed spaces (Kennels, small rooms, etc.) ~ Bella Noche always hated the tiny kennel she was crammed into as a pup, and ever scince she was adopted by Gloria she's steered clear of anything that prevented escape.

Pools/Lakes/Oceans/etc. ~ Because her large, muscular wings cause a drag, Bella is definately not hydrodynamic, and she doesn't move well in the water. She can keep herself afloat if she needs to just fine, but she doesn't feel comfortable in the water because of her lack of freedom. She is perfectly fine with bathing, or being hosed down on a hot day, but swimming is definately not something she adores.

Strengths:
Fighting ~ Do not let her stunning appearence fool you, Bella Noche definately packs a punch! She is strong, smart, and imaginative, giving her the upper hand in most violent situations.

Flying ~ Being an Aerial Tracker, Bella has a huge advantage in being able to fly. She has the ability to swoop down from above, have a birds eye view, and soar with Gloria on her back when a sticky situation calls for it.

Weaknesses:
Water/Swimming ~ As stated earlier, Bella Noche is very uncomfortable in water, at least when she actually has to swim. Her bulky wings add a drag, completely cancelling out any possible hydrodynamics, which results in one unhappy Tracker.

Running ~ Of course Bella can run, but certainly not very fast. Similar to her water weakness above, Bella's wings do not fold very neatly, and it takes a lot of muscle to hold her wings up while running at high speeds (which she usually doesn't even get to).

Height:
30 inches at the shoulder (not including wings).

Weight:
130 pounds.

Relashionship Status:
N.L.F.M. (Not Looking For Mate)


Art?:
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Write an introduction for your Tracker:

My day had finally come! The day the F.B.I. informed me that I was qualified to adopt a Tracker Dog, to have as my own.

I was a field agent for the F.B.I. My specialty, however, wasn't in the field. I was hired, originally, to decypher everything from ancient hyroglyphs, to computer codes. I had a natural skill for this, I was the best of my kind, and I loved doing it, but my real passion was in the field, on missions.

My first true field mission was when the F.B.I. got a ransom video from terrorists, who planned to bomb the Washington Square Mall, and all the people in it, if $30,000 in cash wasn't handed over to them. They claimed that the time bomb was already in place, and that it was set for exactly 10 hours. Inside the package with the video tape, were pages of ancient Egyptian lettering that the terrorists claimed instructed us on how to deactivate the bomb. In thirty minutes, I was able to decypher the first scentence, or what I like to call "stanza", while working with hyroglyphics. The pages were, in fact, the real instructions. We suspected that they sent us the instructions because they wanted to occupy us with it. I was given full field gear, and was sent out to decode the bomb's mechanisms. The mission was a success, and from then on I have been working as an field agent for the F.B.I. To this day my job has been becoming increasingly dangerous, and this is why a Tracker was found neccisary for my line of work.

I was greeted at the door of the lab by a tall man. He was wearing classic, button-up lab scrub, and his eyes were sharp and unwelcoming. He motioned for me to step in, and I, somewhat hesitantly, inched into the Tracker Dog training facility. The hallways were lined in kennels, each containing a unique creature. My eyes opened wide as I slowly examined each Tracker, reading their information and asked frequient questions about each one to the intimidating man, my fear of him vanishing as my mind was clouded by the beauty and intelligence of the animals before me. Some of them growled at me as I approached, as if to say that I wasn't the owner for them. Others simply ignored my hand as I attempted to catch their attention. I raised a brow, and sighed, as my attempts to find the right Tracker grew futile. Suspecting that the other Tracker's would all react the same, I turned to leave.

"Thank you, sir, but I think I should check elsewhere for-". My voice was interrupted by a soft whimper. I looked behind me to see an Aerial Tracker, whose wings seemed to glow on and off as she whinned. Without speaking a word, I started walking slowly towards the beautiful animal, and once I reached her kennel (which was larger, because she was an Aerial), I knelt down to her head level. She was larger then all the others, and more stunning, as well! Her greenish-blue markings glowed, as she wagged her tail and licked my hand as I placed it onto the bars of her cage. I jumped with shock as the man who let me in spoke.

"'M surprised she's acting this nice. She'll usually skip straight to the bitin'." He murmured in a gruff, almost emotionless tone. "Then again, all Tracker's act that way untill they choose their owner..." I cocked my head, slightly, keeping my eyes on the Tracker. What did the man mean by "choose their owner"? The Tracker immitated me, cocking it's head as I did mine. She saw that I was confused, and placed her paws onto the cage bars, licking my hand frantically to get my attention back again. I smiled faintly at her, and admired her beauty. I placed my hand gently onto her paw (or, at least, onto the bars seperating her paw from my hand), and knew that this was the Tracker for me.

"Sir, this is the one." I said, confidently, smiling at the Tracker. She clearly understood, as she was licking me and wagging her tail as frantically as possible. The man let out a rough chuckle, and dissapeared into a room. He shortly returned with a clipboard. He asked me to fill out all the information I could. It didn't take long to get everything cleared up, but one question stopped me in my tracks. What was this Tracker's name? Briefly I examined her. She wasso sleek, and her wings were so intimidatingly majestic. "Bella Noche. Beautiful Night." I said softly, to my new Tracker. She wagged her tail in response, as if to expres her love for her new name.

I filled out the last of the form and it was official. The man gave a smug smile, and unlocked the cage seperating Bella Noche from me. As soon as the kennel bars swung apart, the overjoyed tracker threw herself onto me, licking me with her warm, wet tongue. I stroked her long snout, and clipped on a black collar that the F.B.I. had assigned to me earlier that day. It had a G.P.S. built into it, so that, using a hand-held moniter, I could always keep track of my Bella. The man pulled out a greenish-teal colored tag from his scrub pocket.

"If you want, I can engrave this for you, Miss Towle." He said, in the tone I was now quite farmiliar with. I smiled, and thought back on when my old dog had paraded along with jingly tags just like the one the man was holding before me.

"Sure. I, well, I'd like that." I said once more, knowing that the tag was obviously unneccisary but was a very sweet memory of the old days. The man nodded, and headed back into a small room. He stopped mid-way, and looked back at me.

"By the way, my name is not 'sir'. It's Dr. Mileston Jynes." He said, his voice a little less scruffly. I nodded, and smiled wide at my Tracker, as Dr. Mileston proceeded back into the room.

"My Tracker... She's really mine..." I said to myself, in a hushed tone, as my heart overflowed with the pleasure that came with my new partner for life.

[Sorry, I know I put a little too much backstory into the human character. ^_^; But I plan on turning this into a series of short stories (if I end up with the Tracker), this being the first, so the backstory was kind of neccisary. >_<; This is only a semi-WIP. I might add little bits and pieces to the form, but everything is overall complete. ^_^; I know I'm not the most epic, totally perfect person applying for this beauty, but I hope you consider my application! ]

[wibeke]

Just going off of all the behavioral questions, if a tracker is noticeably timid or fearful but still manages to do it's job well and not pose a danger to others, would any actions be taken to change them? Or would they just be left alone?

[DoctorDraca]

If the Tracker poses no danger to others, it'll be kept alive. It's easy to get an animal used to its owner to get rid of its fear. Only the ones with serious mental problems such as extreme violence will be altered.

[Zax]

Tracker Dog Application Series 10



Username:
Zax

Tracker Dog you want:
#30

Name you'll give it:
Paladin(Means "Fighter for Cause")

--NICKNAMES--
Pal
Billiard
Din
Palladio
#30

--LIKES & DISLIKES--
He does enjoy helping people, but he also enjoys being left alone from time to time. He's still a Tracker being and even he has his moods. He dislikes people messing with his ears or nose as this conflicts with his duties to protect the family he loves. Paladin of course loves to eat too[Don't we all?]. He would often eat scorched pancakes for breakfast lunch and dinner. Did I mention that he loves pancakes?

--FAMILY--
He had family at the Tracker training center, but he was soon separated from them when he was young because of his first owner taking him home with her. He had a mother, father, and another sibling. He wishes he could see them again, but he also wants to stay with his current owner.

Reason why you want it:
This is my very first tracker and he just struck me as the most gallant, and heroic Tracker I've seen so far. I'm a very gallant person as well and I enjoy helping others. I think that we would be a great match.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Once I have my ensemble of Trackers, I will put them into a long and elaborate story because I love to write and Trackers are interesting to use as characters, and I love them.

Describe its personality:

--OVERALL--
Paladin is a very simple Tracker, but he often will cuddle on the couch with his human, and make sure everyone in the house is safe before he sleeps. He can be lazy, but he does put all human lives before his own, especially when he goes into the field.

HEROIC
Paladin will risk his life for the sake of others. In his line of work, he is the top Dog because of his willingness to put others before him.

SIMPLE
He is usually focused on one thing only: His mission. Paladin is very simple-minded, but that one task focused mind is what makes him the best.

GENTLE
Paladin will often sleep next to you or lay in your lap when he's off duty. Often times at home he will take care of the children and keep them in one place while you're out of the room

DEPENDABLE
This Tracker will do what his is told when he is told to do so. Paladin keeps his eyes focused on his duties, and he will do anything to fulfill them.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

The wind whipped about my face, taking my luxuriously long, blonde hair with it. There was a frightening edge to this hour, and it kept me constantly on my toes. The wind was howling through the openings at the edge of my halfway rolled up window, and it swam through the air in my van. I don't know why I chose to drive the animal hospital's van home with me. It was just my instincts telling me that I would need it, and they were right.

I rounded the corner at 55 miles per hour and jammed my foot to the brake pedal as soon as I came to the apex. My vision flared a vibrant array of orange, red, white, and yellow as a fire tore viciously at a home on Oak Avenue at 11:43 PM. The massive white and red van screeched to an abrupt halt as I came up to it. Instead of going right past it I, for some unfathomable reason, forced the old doors open and launched myself outside of the vehicle. I was about to run in when I stopped suddenly. A dog-like figure was sprinting in and out of the flames, and he was carrying something on his back: A resident of the home!

It took all of 10 seconds for my mind to register what had happened just then. I hadn't seen a dog. I had seen a real live Tracker Dog! My eyes spread wide as I really saw what he was doing: He was getting the people of this home to safety. Without hesitation, I rushed in to help the woman the Tracker retrieved from the burning home, around the age of 37, that was coughing up a storm from smoke inhalation. I tried everything I knew to prevent her from slipping away, but in the end nothing worked. I wasn't going to give up though; I just couldn't. Finally, the woman put her hand up to the side of my face and looked directly into my eyes. I saw not fear, but gratitude.

"Please take care of Paladin," she rasped,"He has done so much for us. He needs a new home when I'm gone. If you don't take him, they will repossess him and lock him up in that wretched training facility again. I worked so hard for him. Please... take.. care.. of.." And without even finishing her sentence, she went limp in my arms. I closed my eyes and put my fingertips to her forehead and uttered a blessing for her promptly before placing one of the lilies in my hair on her chest. Defeated, I turned to see the Tracker Dog, Paladin, stagger out of the flames with a dark form in his mouth, dragging it along. I knew it was far too late for the child, but not for Paladin.

I rushed over to Paladin, who was now collapsed on the ground, the vents above his nostrils coated with soot and barely allowing the flow of smoke from them. I took a moistened towelette and ever so gently cleaned the soot away from his ventilation ports; I then pulled his head up to my lap and hummed a calming tune as I stroked his head softly. Noticing that he still was not ventilating his system, I realized there was no hope for this brave soldier. I pulled him closer to me and felt my heart tug with sadness. I didn't even know this Tracker, but here I was holding it; I felt attracted to it. Even with his life ebbing away from me, I lowered my head over his, closed my eyes and let the tears flow.

Pain gripped my being, and I felt like it was being torn to shreds by the loss of this beautiful Paladin. My body now was racked with sobs, and the streams from my eyes were rapidly dropping onto the Trackers scorched head. Then one of the most unforgettable moments happened: smoke began to pour from Paladin's vents in a massive volume. My bloodshot eyes gaped at the sight and I laid his snout away from my face. Instead, I held his neck and began crying again. However, these were not tears of sadness. They were tears of utter joy.

I had finally found my partner, almost lost him, but found him again. I waited for hours until the flow of smoke stopped and Paladin rose from his resting place. He delivered a faint bark to me and I took my emergency leash from the back pocket of my smock and looped it gently around his neck. I then got to eye level with him and placed one hand under his chin, the other on the side of his face and whispered to him.

"You're my good boy." I put my face to his snout and placed a soft kiss on it before leading him to the white and red van nearby, I knew this was going to come in handy, I thought. I opened to door to the front for him to sit with me and let go of the leash. Paladin leaped right in and I hauled myself in after him. I kept several cold towels on him to cool him down as I turned and sped down the empty street. Only one thing was on my mind as I continuously glanced at Paladin: I finally found a friend.

[Limerence]

[@Zax: Tracker Dog #32 is female. ^^; I think you may have her confused with #30.]