Tracker Dog Facility [V 3.0]

[Not me nope]

c: Cool words for the start of the intro ... My forms theme song though. My form doesn't feel that unique anymore. :F

Does art help in a form? //such as animations?

[diamonds;;]

c: Cool words for the start of the intro ... My forms theme song though. My form doesn't feel that unique anymore. :F

Does art help in a form? //such as animations?

-slaps self- so sorry. changed it.

does tracker #74's aluminous spots actually glow?

[DoctorDraca]

Does art help in a form? //such as animations?

It can help if the art fits your form. For example, a scene from your story.

-slaps self- so sorry. changed it.

does tracker #74's aluminous spots actually glow?

They glow, yes.

[bluehaze]

t r a c k e r
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a p p l i c a t i o n
s e r i e s 22
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"One may know how to gain a victory, and know not how to use it."
Pedro Calderon de la Barca

|| username;;
Tired Tiger
|| tracker dog i want;;
mister 74
|| his given name;;
Agro
|| reason for his name;;
the name is from a celtic word, meaning 'battle' and 'slaughter'. of course, the war part helped with the name, and i love how Agro sounds. it's a sharp name, easy to say and to remember.
|| reason i want him;;
i want him for many reasons. he's such a gorgeous boy, i love his colors and the green looks lovely with the monotone base colors. i also love his personality. he struck me instantly, like for a story. I have a perfect one in mind, and it's great for the halloween time.

|| handler;;
Name: Jenna Maria Lee
Occupation: Nurse (for the Army and off)
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Green-Grey
Age: 27
Birthplace: Germany
Lives In: New York City

|| measurements;;
Height:: 40 inches
Weight:: 160 lbs

|| personality;;
[ Spirited ]
Agro is a happy tracker. He's always enthusiastic and full of energy. Agro is lively and vivacious with a generous outlook on life

[ Tough and Athletic ]
He enjoys being outside, especially around rough terrain. Agro is a tough tracker, never letting anything slow him down. He doesn't mind to get his paws dirty.

[ Bright and Loves to Learn ]
Agro is a quick learner and pays attention easily. He's not easily distracted. He especially loves to learn about things about war, and enjoys knowing about the history and how the weapons work.

[ Protective ]
Especially around Jenna. He loves her more than anyone, and would hate for something bad to happen to her. She had considered doing something else for the army, but Agro was so upset about it, she became a nurse to please him. He knows how rough and dangerous war can be, and he'd rather keep her out of the combat.

[ Demanding and Stubborn ]
He's rather pushy. And clingy, but it's only for good reason. This kinda ties with the protective, because he wants to be with Jenna at all times to make sure she's safe. He wants his way all the time and is stubborn until he gets it.

[ Short-Tempered ]
Though mostly just with the younger trackers or with someone who's just completely annoying. He's actually pretty quick to anger and he's rather snappy.

|| short story introduction // Autumn + A Zombie Story ;;

The sky darkened to a gold color by 7pm that night. The gold was streaked with blues and violets, a slightly eerie fog dampening to mood. It was odd for New York City. No cars were driving, nobody was walking, everyone seemed to be in their homes.
Or dead on the streets.
Four days ago, over the radio and on the news, everyone was told to stay indoors. They didn't really say why, they just said it was too dangerous. Nobody really seemed to pay attention. That was about the time the greenish smoke began to hover over the town, slipping from the sewer out to the streets. People still walked around and shopped, drove to their jobs and to go out to eat because they had tons of money to spend and couldn't let it burn holes in their pockets.

The richer ones were first to go for this reason. Because they figured whatever it was wouldn't hurt them. But it did, they would collapse on the ground, twitching. Their eyes rolled to the back of their heads in their seizures, then they would stop. A few people called the police or ran to them, shaking them. Shaking them only made them angry, and they would get up and attack. The people attacked would changed just like they did. They simply died. You only changed if you breathed in the gas for so long.
Now, nobody was outside. Jenna kept the windows of her top floor apartment shut and sealed. Agro spent his days staring out the window, growling when one of the crazed would run by, attacking naive people and clueless stray animals. Agro huffed. It was autumn, his favorite time of the year. He loved the cool breezes and the leaves crunching under his paws. He hated that he had to stay inside, but he would look on the bright side. He got to be closer to Jenna, he got to protect her, to make sure she was safe. Jenna was sitting beside him by the seat under the window. She was reading a book, a Stephen King. Agro couldn't read, of course, but Jenna always told him what it was.
Suddenly, breaking the almost 20 minute long silence (a new record after the deadly smoke arrived) her phone rang. They both jumped and twisted their heads to look at the cordless house phone. Jenna glanced at Agro then stood and grabbed it.
"Hello?"
She was quiet as she listened for a moment.
"You're what? Okay Mason, slow down please. You're coming here?" She stopped again. Agro could barely make out the conversation on the other end.
"We have to leave? You're coming to get us?" Jenna looked at Agro, who cocked his head curiously.
"Okay okay. Well...please hurry then Mason." And she hung the phone up.
"Mason says we have to leave the city." Jenna murmured to Agro as she began to gather her things in a suitcase. "They're closing in, gaining more, killing more. It's not long before they come here."
They were good at opening doors. More like breaking them down because they get stronger and smarter, but they could still get inside. That was one thing the news never mentioned. Now, the news was off the air. Some of the people had been turned or killed. Agro growled as he could see the grey blob image of Jenna's guns. Were they going to go out killing them? Agro liked that idea. He jumped back up on the bench beneath the window and stared outside. He could hear faint snarling, gurgled by they saliva and blood. He could see the yellowish figures below. They were banging on the door to the apartments. Jenna looked outside too and sucked in her breath.
"We have to leave now. Mason won't make it." Mason? Jenna's brother? Agro hardly knew him, but knew him well enough.
"He's with Chelsea and Michael." Chelsea was a new name, but Michael he had heard before. Michael and Mason were in the army with Jenna. Well, Jenna was the nurse, but Michael and Mason sometimes took Agro out into the action. He liked the action more than helping heal, but he loved being with Jenna even more, so he never seemed to care either way. Downstairs, they had already begun to make their way up the many stairs. Their speed increases too, with the smell and hearing. They loose their sight, so that's probably why their other senses are heightened.
"Come one!" Jenna shouted to Agro. She grabbed her bag and ran to the window once more. Mason had just pulled up. How would they make it outside and get away from the zombies? Agro barked and smashed his paws on the window, breaking it instantly. Mason was already out of the car, slamming the door shut.
"Jenna!" He called up to her. "Jump!"
She stared at him, appealed and nervous
"I'm not jumping! That's like twenty feet!" The green fog began to float into the room, swirling around Jenna. Agro jumped up, deflecting the toxins and keeping Jenna safe. Mason wasn't getting too lucky. He was coughing a little. Agro barked at Jenna. Mason would turn if she kept stalling, she had to jump.
"I'll catch you, Jenna! Agro will help!"
Agro barked again and jumped out of the window. He landed on the soft grass, paws first then barked back up at Jenna. She tossed her suitcase out and Mason caught it easily. Michael hopped out of the car.
"We'll catch you." Michael reassured her. Outside her own door, a large, loud banging sounded from the front room. She screamed as they burst the door down, snarling. Agro frantically barked at that when she finally jumped, landing in their arms.
"Get in the car, come on." Mason opened the backdoor and she scooted in with Agro, unknown destination set.

They didn't get far until Mason stopped.
"We're almost on empty....awesome." and at the same time, they were surrounded. It was instant, almost as if they were waiting in the shadows for someone to stop and come. Chelsea looked around then jumped out of the car.
"What on earth is she doing!" Michael unbuckled his seat belt, grabbing his hand gun, and pointing it at a few of them as they ran after Chelsea. Suddenly, she stopped and collapsed in the street, her body began to spazz.
"Michael, look out!" Jenna's voice made him turn as two of the zombies closed in on him. Agro snarled, leaping at one. He jumped on its back, grabbing it by the throat, ripping it apart. A shot pierce the air from Jenna's gun, hitting the other one.
"We have to run, we can't use the car." Mason said, running to Michael and tossing him a gun. "Chelsea will be getting up any second now."
"She just...didn't say anything...she just ran..." Michael stared at them, his eyes bleak.
Agro barked twice and nudged Jenna's leg.
"They're coming, let's go Agro." She said and began to run, shooting a few that got in her way. The sky was changing again from the gold violet-blue to a black and green, making it even more eerie. Mason and Michael weren't far behind, Agro could hear their gun shots, so it was a semi-good sign. Jenna stopped for a moment, breathing heavily. Agro whimpered worriedly. He was supposed to keep her safe! Her image in his head was still that of a healthy human, but he could feel she was in pain.
"Sorry, i had to stop. We can keep going." She panted as the boys caught up.
"We can't keep on like this, we have to stop and rest soon." Mason was also breathing heavy.


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[HappyPuppy]

Tracker Dog Application Series 20

Tracker Dog #72 I Available Until 16th
Gender: Female
This little Tracker makes up for low IQ with a loyalty like no other.
This Tracker is slow in mind and her very trusting nature makes her an easy Tracker to take advantage off. Though her loyal nature does have its drawbacks, if you're true to her, she'll be a partner like no other.

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HappyPuppy

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Tracker Dog you want:

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Numer Seventy-Two ~ #72

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Name you'll give it:

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Umbraki
(Read: Um-Brack-Kai)

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Braki, Kya

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Umbraki is a combination of 'Umbris' which means 'Shades' in Latin and 'Saki' which is part of 'Purple' in Japanese. Her names means 'Purple Shades' in the combination I chose. The name Umbraki describes her colouration, as her coat has 'Shades' of 'Purple'. I also found the name flows and fits her perfectly.

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I would love to have this Tracker because her colours are amazing, I adore Stealth Trackers, I feel as if I can connect with her and I feel a bond with her already.
I have always loved purples, pinks and blues, so this Tracker is a brilliant combination of those colours. The marking on her back and over her shoulders is simply stunning, with the colours comtrasting wonderfully.
I have taken a liking to the Stealth Trackers the most, since they are smaller and I find them unique. I find them amazing as they can see multiple images at once because of the amount of optics they possess and that at night they can almost 'see' the sound vibrations.
This Tracker is absolutely amazing, I can't describe it in words. Words cannot express how amazing this Tracker is, but I will try my best.
As mentioned before, I have always loved the colours that this Tracker has and it is a Stealth. I have loved Stealth Trackers ever since I saw them, I feel so happy that this Stealth has the colours, including her eyes, that I adore. I feel as if I have known her all my life, I feel a deep bond with her. She is just perfect in every possible way, I feel she is the one for me, I feel as if I know everything about her and she knows everything about me.

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Of course!

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Umbraki may have a low IQ, but there is much more to her that meets the eye. She has a sparkling personality, as she is amazingly loyal, loyal like no other.

~Loyal Above All~
Alone we can do so little. Together we can do so much.

Her loyalty makes her a great companion, beyond all expectations her loyalty shines through anything in any situation. She has proven herself to be loyal like no other, trusting her companion with all of her heart. With a loyal trust you have everything. Only with a trusted companion can her skills truely shine. She is one of a kind.

~Determination To Succeed~
Every accomplishment starts with the decision to try, to be determind.

She is determind to do so well, to do as much as she can. She knows she isn't the brightest Tracker but she doesn't let it affect her. Umbraki works are her own pace with thought and decisions, determind to show she can do more than others think about her with her itelligence. She is determind to prove them wrong in every way she can. Deep inside, she knows she can do so much. She only needs time and someone who understands her, to help her in every way. She knows it takes her a while to process information, but she doesn't let it affect her. She works as hard as she can, with a determindation to succeed and one day, one day she will prove she can.

~The Will To Try~
So many of our Dreams at first seem Impossible, then they seem Improbable, and then when we Summon the Will, they soon become Inevitable.

Umbraki has the will to try, not giving up at the first hurdle. She does find things difficult, because it takes her a while to figure certain things out. She trys not to let it get in her way as she will always have that will to try and to succeed.

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~Being loyal
~Playing
~Trying to be at her best
~Staying alongside her trainer, she prefers them to be called her companion
~Being a companion
~Her companion
~Missions
~Her companion to understand her

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~Others seeing her as a worthless Tracker
~People not being nice to her companion
~Others looking down on her
~Not being able to help her companion

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Write an introduction for your Tracker:

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~My Perspective~
My eyes glittered as I looked up at the Lab, I knew it held the amazing Tracker Dogs, a smile played on my lips as I though about getting my very own companion. I felt the smooth door beneath my fingers and I reached for the handle, my mind racing with the thoughts of seeing the new Trackers! I could feel my heart beating fast as the Tracker Dog Compound came into view. My eyes looked around at the new Trackers, my vision soon fell on one beautiful Tracker.

~Umbraki's Perspective~
Thinking slowly I stood still, watching the others. I knew I must have been like them, I think anyway. Shrugging it off I flicked my tail, my optics viewing all around. It took me a while to realise that I had heard a noise. The others around me had noticed it before I had. I knew that I was different from them, at least, what's the word... smart? No, I don't think so. Oh well, they must have been more smarter then me. By the time I was thinking about it the visitor had entered the room and seemed to be looking at me.

~My Perspective~
A wide smile spread across my face as I looked at the purple-coloured Tracker. I knelt down and held out my hand, whispering, "It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you." over and over again in a soothing voice, not wanting to scare this amazing Tracker. I blinked a few times, wondering if the Tracker would step towards me or stay still. I by now I could hear my heart beating and it felt as if it was echoing aroung the room. I knew that I must have been shaking as I was so nervous, but I hoped that it didn't show to much, I wanted to gain this Tracker's trust.

~Umbraki's Perspective~
Intelligent! I think that's the word I was looking for before... I think I remember one of those creatures with two legs saying it before. Finally coming to my senses, I saw the visitor holding out it's paw, I think the creature's paw was called a hand. It looked like one of those creatures that come around. I heard some of the others of my kind call them humans and people? So this was a person, female. I started to flex my legs as I remembered the person still had her hand out, it was held out towards me. I wondered why, I had never seen this human before, but I remember some of the other Trackers, that's what my kind are called according to them anyway, having a human trainer. Or was it a companion? Some Trackers had given their human different names, but I guess it didn't really matter, they seemed almost the same. I sniffed the air, my nose pointing towards the person's hands. It smelt warm, comforting even. I took one step forwards, by head held slightly to the side. My paws padded softly over the shining surface of the ground, a sense of belonging suddenly hit me as I reached the person's hand. But I couldn't exactly describe the feeling I had. It felt... as if I knew that person, but what was it about this human that made me feel this way?

~My Perspective~
I watched the Tracker stand still and not move. I wondered what it was doing then I realised that it was thinking! "Hey, it's ok." I whispered with a smile to the Tracker, watching it take a small step towards me. I tried to keep my hand still as I tingled with excitement as the Tracker came even closer to me. I let the Tracker sniff my hand before I slowly moved my hand over it's head and stroked it carefully, "Hello." I said to it, looking just behind the Tracker to see all of the Tracker's descriptions along with a picture of them. I stood up slowly, not making any sudden movements as I reached the descriptions. I found the picture of the Tracker I liked and read the note out loud, "Gender: Female. This little Tracker makes up for low IQ with a loyalty like no other.
This Tracker is slow in mind and her very trusting nature makes her an easy Tracker to take advantage off. Though her loyal nature does have its drawbacks, if you're true to her, she'll be a partner like no other." A smile was on my face as I looked back to see her standing next to me, "You're beautiful, little Tracker. Do you want to come with me and be my companion?" I asked her.

~Umbraki's Perspective~
As the human stroked my head I felt that feeling again. I hadn't ever felt it before, only once the person had entered the room. Maybe it was the bond between human and Tracker that the others talked about. It took me a while to figure that out and before I knew it, I was standing next to the person while they started to read a note. I shook my head quickly before I looked up at the human. I tilted my head slowly as the person spoke. Again, it took me a while to understand what she was trying to say, then that same feeling came again. This human had chosen me? I couldn't believe it! I gave small nod, still very unsure but trusting the human immediately.

~My Perspective~
The smile on my face grew huge as I knelt down and hugged the Tracker gently. I then stood up slowly, "Umbraki." I whispered, "Do you like that name?" I could feel it now. I felt a strong bond already forming, the feeling of knowing this Tracker from the start. I knew Umbraki was my companion and together we could make a great team.

~2 weeks later~

~Umbraki's Perspective~
I held the note in my mouth and I made my way through the maze of corridors, using my senses of smell and vision to find my companion. The smell was getting stronger and I knew that I was getting closer. I saw my companion out of the corner of my optics and I started to run towards her, my sight never leaving my companion. Using all the skills she had taught me over the last few weeks I put them to use to get the note. The bond between me and my human companion was deep, even after such a short time. I would never leave her. My loyalty lies with her. I started to wag my tail as I reached my companion and I put the note on the ground near her feet. I couldn't believe how much I had progressed since I met her, I knew I was still not as intelligent as the others of my kind. But, it didn't bother me. I try my best at everything and that's what truely matters. I am determind and I have my companion the help me through thick and thin. I am always there for her and she's always there for me.

~My Perspective~
I stood on the spot, hiding from the bright lights. I could hear Umbraki's faint pawsteps, I knew she would succeed. This was our first real mission, with everything at risk. I dodged to the side before the light hit me, my breathing fast but silent. I didn't want to trip any alarms. I soon spotted Umbraki, waving my hand quickly so she would see where I was. I was very impressed with Umbraki, she may not be as clever as the other Trackers I have seen, but she is loyal like no other. I wouldn't change her one bit. I soon caught a glimpse of the small note she was carrying in her mouth. I smiled at her and ducked the light, watching Umbraki jump to avoid the light. I knelt down as she approached me, picking up the note and stroking her, "Great job, Umbraki!" I whispered, guiding her to a safe place where the light couldn't reach us. I carefully opened the note, reading it in my head;
You have reached the final destination. The object you desire is within your grasp. Once you have successfully aquired the object, report to headquarters.
I nodded to Umbraki, who started to move towards the exit next to me. I couldn't contain my excitement, our first mission was going great! I felt the bond between Umbraki and it was strengthening by the second. This was the start of my new journey, a journey I got to share with my most cherished friend, my loyal companion Umbraki.

[That Weird Dragon]

Wow, Happy Puppy that is great, I doubt I will get her now, your for is just wonderful I am jealous that is great!!!

[Papyrsatyr]

Wow, Happy Puppy that is great, I doubt I will get her now, your for is just wonderful I am jealous that is great!!!

Don't pout. Everyone has a chance for a Tracker. And this is probably better suited for the fanclub or a PM anyway.

[MalleusGrey]

I have decided to withdraw my form, just to let everyone concerned know. Sorry if this is classed as spam, if it is, I will edit/delete my post.

Thanks and good luck everyone!

[LaChromaticDragonfly]

Series #22: October 7th

Tracker Dog #72 I Available Until 16th
Gender: Female
This little Tracker makes up for low IQ with a loyalty like no other.
This Tracker is slow in mind and her very trusting nature makes her an easy Tracker to take advantage off. Though her loyal nature does have its drawbacks, if you're true to her, she'll be a partner like no other.

Username
Wolf&Dog Lover

Tracker Dog you want
#72

Name you'll give it
Viscera
Latin for Internal organs
Well the reasoning behind this name is a bit strange and is linked in with this girl and her handler’s occupation, so bear with me while I explain. When I first spotted her I thought the patterning running along her side looked like sound waves, but while I was thinking of a name for her I was casting an eye over her design for any more name ideas I could draw from it. Then I saw something different in her markings, this time they reminded me of what you’d see on a ECG heart monitor. This thought spawned even more ideas in my head, for studying the heart is my favourite branch of Biology, so it gave me inspiration for her story, name and occupation. So rushing along I typed ‘heart’ into Google Translate and it came up with a list of suitable nouns in Latin. When I spotted ‘Viscera’ I knew it was the perfect name, yet when I reversed the translation it turned out to not only mean ‘heart’ but ‘internal organs’.

Reason why you want it
I believe this is my 5th or 6th time doing up a form for a tracker, the last time being for one from Nex’s last batch. I was going to try out for the Aerial from the last series, but I never got around to it with other things, yet looking back I figure that if I wasn’t going to try my hardest to get a certain tracker, then there was no point in going for it as I know my form wouldn’t have been up to scratch with others who really wanted the Tracker. However none of this is true for this girl right here, the minute I clapped eyes on her before you had written up her personality I fell in love with her quirky design and bright eye-catching optics. Then when I read her short bio it just secured the thought in my mind that I absolutely needed to try for her.

Will it be used in any kind of story?
Absolutely, I like expanding my writing technique by putting myself in different situations from what I’m comfortable writing, I feel like a string of stories about this Tracker and her handler fits that bill perfectly.

Describe its personality
Viscera is a loyal creature, sticking by her handler through thick and thin, no matter what. Not being as bright as her intelligent partner Viscera would follow her into any situation disregarding everything else. Though her blind faith in her partner enables her to give her all when they’re working together, allowing her to get the job done to complete satisfaction, it does prevent her from spotting a problem her headstrong handler might’ve missed often landing them in trouble. Some would say this Tracker’s undying loyalty in her partner is simply naivety borne from her low intelligence but Viscera deep down is just a sweet and kind-hearted girl who loves her handler like no other because of the bond formed through their companionship and because they always remain true to each other.

Write an introduction for your Tracker
I don’t know where I’d be without her. She’s stuck by me through everything and been there for me when I needed someone to let my feelings out to and comfort me. This is a story about how I met the most loyal partner a person could ever have and my best friend. The story of how I met my Tracker Viscera and one of the toughest days of my life all wrapped into one.
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I practically bounced into the Tracker facility; I had just graduated from university after receiving my medical degree and I was now getting my very own Tracker to be my partner.
The hospital I was soon to start working in had made an agreement with the university I had been studying at; they offered to employ the top 5 students from my year under the circumstances that we agreed to become a part of their latest idea.
The hospital wanted to try out using Tracker’s as partners to doctors and surgeons to see if they’d be of any benefit to the efficiency of the running of the hospital. Basically I and the Tracker I was soon to get were going to be their guinea pigs.
I didn’t really care though; I had just come out of university with a guaranteed job and I was soon to be getting my very own Tracker, not a bad little package deal if I say so myself even at the price of being a test my employers were running.
Most of the first 30 minutes passed in a blur, I went up to a desk that was opposite the front door and was given some forms to fill in about my name, age and other official stuff like that. Then I was ushered through the building to the holding pens where the Trackers themselves were kept.
The first door I passed had the word ‘Pound’ emblazoned in pristine white capitals across it, but my guide took me past it and up to a nearby door which had no label but we went into anyways.
The room was dimly lit, but the low light didn’t give off a dank dark feeling, it was more of a cosy muted tone. A ruffle of fur and a shuffle of paws against the ground drew my attention back to the main attraction.
I looked to my left and saw massive cages inside which were Trackers of varying sizes. The first was a large tough looking grey creature who possessed glowing green circles along the length of his muscular body. He was tagged with the number 74.
The numbers seemed to be going in descending order as the next Tracker’s number was 73. He was an older specimen than the last one and had a scruffy look to his fur, but in a way he looked respectable and I know I wouldn’t mess with him.
Number 72 was the final creature in this batch. And what a wonderful creature she was. Her coat was a mix of vivid and dark purples with strange jagged white markings and a pastel pink section on her back.

MAJOR WIP

Sorry for a late judging, everyone. ;n;

Congrats, Wolf&Dog Lover!

[LaChromaticDragonfly]

E-eww, double post. ;A;

Tracker Dog Application Series 22

Username:
Horneddragon
Tracker Dog you want:
73
Name you'll give it:
Blàr
(sounds like Blair when spoken)
It is of Gaelic Origin, meaning "Plain"

Reason Behind the Name
The second i saw him one thing ran through my head "I'm Scottish, and proud!"
Why? Im not sure exactly, i think its the dark brown colors with the accents of the shaggy fur, it just reminds me of something slightly Scottish.
Once i established this though i went about finding a name for him, i looked high and low for a good sounding name that fit him, and finally i found a Gaelic site, at first i ran through the names each seemed far to long and hard to pronounce, but just as i was about to give up hope on the Scottish name, one just happened to catch my eye, Blar, it was short simple and sounded good on my tongue. I flipped back to the tracker forum and looked at his picture repeating the name over and over again, it seemed to fit his looks and I decided that it would be the lucky Word to christen him.

Nickname(s):
'B'
Reason why you want it:

Ah this one is a bit easier for me to decide why I want it. After my loss of getting 71 i looked forward to the next batch, And naturally you did not disappoint LCD, It was a hard choice between 73 and 74, Nex's Trackers always have this 'alluring' quality that none other seems to have, but there was something about 73, it caught my attention and held it, was it the pleasantly shortened tail? or the thick shaggy fur that decorated its body? Or maybe, just maybe it was the pleasant and complimentary fusion of pink and some variations of brown? I Personally believe it was all three.....

*rant time*

One may belive that I am just one of those, who apply for a tracker from each and every series. Those people are quite mistaken. I have stalked Nex's Tracker dogs for a long long wile, no trackers have ever once caught my attention like those of the last 3 series (20 - 22). I'm Not one of those people who just Apply for the sake of applying and only want a Tracker dog just to say "Ha! I have a tracker!" Those kinds of people really disgust me greatly. Personally I love using my "adopted" Creatures and Characters in stories and other types of things both online and off. I develop them into something that mirrors "life like" and I know way more about my characters than anyone really needs to know, and much more than i will ever tell the general populace.

Why Have i gone off on a tangent and told this to anyone who will read this form? It is because i want them and more personally you LCD to know that as I apply for this Tracker dog, I will use him and I will love him as if he were my own pet in real life. I have applied for this tracker not to Just say "I have a tracker" and to flaunt him Vainly, but because I truly love and adore Him. His simple yet alluring quality take me back to a time when life was much simpler for me, and the fact that he is an elder tracker only makes me want him all the more. I see even greater potential for him in my little "story book" world then i did for # 71, and he will do good along side Will, in his side of my futuristic story.


Will it be used in any kind of story?
Yes, I wanted to use him along side Will, He lives inside of a city in my post apocalyptic world, Will is a bit of a Scholar, a scientist, and an avid "explorer of time". In other words, he is fascinated by the time before humanity was all but destroyed and he loves learning, and pushing, the abilities of those like Cora and himself. but I will get into more of that later on in my form.

The Handler

Full name: Wilfred Scott Leyman
Goes By: Will
Age: 23
Eye color: "Mood Ring"
Hair color: Blonde
5 word personality: Smart and Nerdy Hopeless Romantic

~ Much like Cora, Will is also a Cybernetic Organizum, he is much more advanced than her, and their 'interfaces' are interlocked Will once could control Cora's interface, altering her abilities and hearing and seeing every thing she did. There are a few pairs like them but unlike the rest Will allowed Cora to have some freedom, and eventually she learned to work her interface without Will's aid. A fact that she tends to flaunt at all opportune moments.


Describe its personality:

Selfish:
There is one basic way to explain this, he wants what he wants, and no one can stop him from getting it. If you do you may just end up with one serious bite.

Vain:
Though now a days he looks pretty disheveled, he once was so precise about how he looked, not a hair could be out of place, and not a fleck of dust could be on his fur. Even so, an old streak of his old habits still runs in him, on any given ‘bad’ day one may find him strutting his stuff in front of a floor length mirror, or in a vain attempt to make his offending fur lay flat once again in its glossy splendor of youth. In addition to this, he tends to ‘get caught in’ his own reflection. This did not fade with age, and he tends to stop and stare deeply into any reflective surface, no matter now bad his reflection looks

Wise:
Due to his age, he ‘has been around the block’ quite a few times. Though his intelligence came from mostly “street smarts” rather than books. He will always attempt to put in his 2 cents no matter what the situation. In-contrary to what those he worked with believed would happen to his mind as he got older, Blar seems to only get smarter with age.

Helpful:
If he hears a cry for help, or believes someone around hip is in need of his "services" he will indeed rush to fix or solve the arisen problem, even if he is not really needed. He does it all from the bottom of his heart, and is completely devastated if he makes the situation worse than really helping much at all.

"Book Worm":
Though his knowledge came from "street smarts" He recently has developed a deep love for books, it came from no were, but he finds the hobby quite enjoyable. One may wonder how exactly does he read? A "wild" tracker 'sees' through infrared. It was actually quite the challenge he tried many things, licking the paper, rubbing a paw across the paper, but all he ended up with was a bunch of ripped up pulp, one day he got the oddest notion to sniff a book, soon finding ink smells much different than the paper its used on. He set out with a goal to learn each individual scent of the letters of the alphabet. And after many long years of practice and development his goal was achieved.

Brazen:

Whether he or those around him believe something he wants, or wishes to do, is morally right or wrong he will achieve his goal boldly and without shame. No matter the obstacles that attempt to hinder him in his quest.

Fast Acting:

Though old, he is still remarkably fast and agile in both mind and body. When faced with a situation whether dire or other wise he will react accordingly and without a moments hesitation. There is also a possibility that this fast reaction is instinctual.

Manipulative:

Over the years he has become quite the gifted manipulator. He has learned that when his plans go wrong a simple down turned look a soft wimpier and laying down of the ears, and on occasion a friendly wag of the tail can do wonders when trying to get out of a sticky situation.

Silent

He is not a very vocal tracker, finding the only real communication he needs is action. Loud noises disturb him slightly and hurt his aging ears, instead he prefers low steady noise when he needs to see his surrounding and total silence when he does not. Silence is truly calming to him and he finds true comfort in its all knowing nothingness.

Write an introduction for your Tracker:

Will sat bolt upright in his bed, with a loud BANG! His forehead connected with the steel hard plastic over hang he and Cora had made temporary beds for the night. With a loud groan he fell back, once again successfully slamming his head on another hard surface below him. Angry stars danced across his vision temporally turning the world to something paralleling the night sky.
“Cora, what the heck?” he hissed at the offending shelf above him, in his daze his memory had temporarily brought forth the dreamy though that had awoken him. gritting his teeth he felt around on the top of his head for the bump he knew would be forming as he waited for Cora’s reply.
Alight laugh sounded from the overhang above him,
“I knew that would wake you up.”
Will let out a low growl like noise in reply. Cora was getting much stronger now, ever since she returned to the compound badly battered and almost no recollection of the events that that unfolded. Even so she was still remarkably young for someone who could control their system known as an interface. He grunted, it had taken him years of tinkering to even get to the level of control that he was on, and even that was a feat worth admiration. Still that could not ebb the fear that had been growing inside of him, it was not only fear of Cora but fear for Cora. Human beings have always had an odd dislike for anything that far exceeded their own capabilities, even if it was on their own side.

His thoughts were interrupted as Cora’s beautifully crafted heart shaped face appeared over the side of the overhang to peer down at him, a sharp toothed grin slowly distorting her delicate features into a picture of vampiric monstrosity.

“So.. whats the plan?”

she asked in minor curiosity.

“Dunno”

He replied, it was partly true He was quite confused as to what their next move would be. They were on a recon mission of sorts. One The City’s government could not trust to someone as rash and instinctual as Cora. No, that is the only reason why they would send someone like Will, an intellectual, out into the feild.

“Well, Boss man, I think we should start by exploring the area, yah know getting a feel for our surrounding's and all. But yah know its all up to you, cant take me too seriously with my brain all wired up to only listen to my instincts and protect nature and stuff. I'm just too ‘wild’ to trust.”

Great, Wills mind reeled at the sarcasm literally dripping from Cora’s words. Now she could hear his thoughts as well through their connection.

“You know im not like that..”

His voice trailed off, Cora’s words had stung but he knew were she was coming from. No one ever trusted a free willed ‘ranger’ as she was called. Will on the other hand was more of a “teck junkie” or just “Junkie” for short. The tinkerers and scholars of the time, those who worked behind the scenes making sure everyone in the little world they now lived in was nice and happy. But that was not always the case, occasionally there would always be a few who wanted to beat the system and control the world. It was just human nature the cycle of the lust for power was forever endless. That was why rangers were born in the first place.

“Will”

Cora’s words cut through his jumbles thoughts, he shook his head as if the simple motion would abate the thoughts running through his mind. He looked over in the general direction her voice had come from, noting she was already up and waiting for him, her black bag hanging over one solder, surveying the area with a look of utter boredom on her face.

“ Sorry”

Mumbling as he rolled out from under the shelf, the blasting high noon sunlight met with his eyes. He gritted his teeth in an attempt to keep from yelping in pain as his eyes quickly adjusted to the change. He heard a chuckle as Cora 'accidentally' let the single word "amateur" slip through their connection. With a low growl like noise he rolled onto his side and got to his feet.
Nonchalantly he looked around the area, they were in an old abandoned section of a rival city, but this one was special there was a place.. a lab really they were sent to check out. A place were they developed some sort of Biological Tracker device. A small smile plaid across his face as he he toyed with the though to having an army of such things at his finger tips. Once again he shook his head, he was beginning to think like Cora.

Putting the slightly disturbing thought temporarily out of his mind, he lightly clucked his tongue. After a few seconds elapse a small metallic mouse like squeak echoed down from a window high above were they had settled the night before. A small smile touched his features as a small winged robotic creature glided down to settle on his outstretched hands.
Will could both visibly see and mentally feel Cora's sigh as the small robot stretched his tiny form.
"Why, exactly did you bring one of those?"

she asked her voice dripping with minor sarcasm and bitter disdain.

"Zenrah here, is not just any old run of the mill drone Cora."

She rolled her eyes as she turned on her heel and began to slowly trot off. Clearly not wishing to discuss the matter farther.

Will muttered something inaudible clearly angered at Cora's lack of liking for technology, even considering what she was.

"Its True!"
Will yelled just a little too loud. He cringed as the dragon-type drone's sensors picked up his voice and blasted it through his interface. Sometimes it did not pay to alter a drone to connect to your systems, but on the other hand...

"Zen, take to the sky's"

The dragon-drone flashed his eye-lights and squeaked a reply. The hair on Will's arm rose as the Drone fired up its lifters and took flight. Within seconds it was a tiny speck of multicolored metal high above the buildings.

"It always does pay to have an eye in the sky"

he mumbled to himself as he loped off to catch up to Cora.


Will let out a low groan, it had been hours since they had set out for the day and he was tired.

"Cora"

he whispered his voice hoarse from the heat and his burning throats deprivision of water.

"What?"
she snapped back.

"Can't we rest? This place looks deserted.. and im not used to this kind of crap like you."

He hated to say it. After all he was MADE to protect places like this, the ancient ruins of the once booming culture of human kind, but unlike his counterpart he had chosen a life of desk work. He had made some changes to his system, and he now lacked those essential things that made Rangers so easily adaptable in every situation. Even so, were Cora lacked in ability he excelled.

Cora snorted in reply.

"Im not tired"

"Yeah, well im different than you."

"Yeah you got that right, weakling"

Cora stopped so abruptly that Will rand square into her, a whoosh of air escaping his lungs as it was forced out of them by the impact.

"Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow!"

Will exclaimed holding his throbbing nose, which had taken the hardest hit on the back of Cora's head.

"Oh sush!"

"But it really hurts! I think you broke it.."

"Nonsense, your bones are as hard as mine, and really now stop being such a baby, you don't want the 'ghosts' of this dead city to hear do you?"

Will scowled at her as he registered the sarcasm in her voice at the mention of the dead city.

"you'll never learn"
he muttered under his breath

"what was that?"

"Nothing"

he sighed and began walking once again, passing by Cora and taking the lead.

"I though you wanted to rest."

"No"

Will could almost hear Cora roll her eyes as she trotted lazily after him.

For the next few miles the two of them walked in silence, Will occasionally checking Zenrah's camera high overhead. It was not long before he spotted something odd in the distance. two buildings that looked far too... modernized, to fit in this dilapidated and dead part of the ancient city. Cora could sense something was up, and every now and then attempted to break into Will's interface to see what was up, but much to his relief he was keeping her at bey.


Of course to top it off <3:

Congratulations, HD! 8D
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