[rainbowdash462]

hmm. Like, what colors and references?

[>> Leafstorm515]

The Form:

Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mac if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The tough, no-nonsense number right.
Pup Name ::
His name, You ask?
Diablo
Pup Age ::
About 2 years.
Pup Gender ::
He's a brute, for sure.
History ::
Diablo was born in a slum, an especially economicly depressed one. The small town had no development, and was a place that not even the cops liked to go. His parents were both purebred dobermans, and Diablo himself was the only pup to survive. He was the runt, oddly, but possed a brute force unmatched by any. This pup had a will to live. He watched as his siblings died off, either to illness, or from being careless. He learned for thier mistakes, and has always held thier memory dear. He loved them, despite thier demise.
When he turned about 10 months old, Diablo was found by a group of kids. He was taken from his family, and used as a fighting dog for many years of his life. These were rough years, and they made Diablo cold and harsh. He escaped when he was 20 months, and ran as far as he could away. He was severely injured, and near death at this time. he was caught by animal control, and taken to a shelter. He snapped at any human that came near him, and didn't let anyone touch him. How could they know what he had been through? He was put in a kennel, far away from the door, lost among the rest.
After many weeks, he was schelduladed for euthanization.
He knew it was coming, and sat whimpering in his cage the whole day, his eyes locked on the ticking hand of the clock. As the hand neared five, he heard the door swing open. A tall, quite man walked along the cages, eyeing all the hysterical dogs. He walked past Diablo's cage, then stopped, and backed up. He reached out, taking the card on Diablo's stall and reading. The dog sat, his head cocked to one side, a soft whine emminating from his throat. The man glanced at him, and leaned down. " I don't think your a bad dog. You just need a job. How'd you like to come help me protect something?" He said, staring into Diablos eyes.
And so it was that Diablo fell into the hands of Callahoun.
Callhoun was a agent of sorts, working for a secert operation. In reality, he was on the bad side, but he wasn't a bad man. He loved dogs, and adopted three to be gaurd dogs at his place. Diablo fit right in, asserting his place as alpha in the pack.
Personality ::
.:: Leader ::.
Diablo is truly a leader. He takes care of Libel and Nuke very well, although if he ever cares for them he never showed it. He's got a naturally calm, leading nature that leads one to believe he is smart. Diablo could easily trick anyone into following him, but it varys. He prefers to lead small groups, as leading large ones irrates him. He also doesn't like pups, which is why he leads all guys.
.:: Fierce ::..
Diablo would take on anyone, for real or for fun. Maybe it was because of his past, or maybe he feels the need to prove himself. None the less, he loves to fight. He's got a very... crazed sense of right and wrong, and he hates to loose. In fact, he hasn't lsot in his entire life, which is why he's still alive. He is a big protector, but has once or twice defended his pack against others.
.:: Controlled ::.
Diablo is always in check. His face is alwasy impassive, and he hides any emotion he might feel with ease. It's become second nature to him, as he was raised like this. He is 'cool as a cucumber' even in tough situtations... Although this rule doesn't apply in some cases, as Diablo is prone to show anger, and hate quite clearly. He's a slight control freaks, and likes thing to go as he wants them to, leaving little room for failure, or messing up.
.:: Lier ::.
" I'm fine. I'm always fine."
Diablo would never admit to anything that he doesn't know how to deal with himself. He hates to feel confused, or lost. He also will lie to protect his true feelings, and himself. He's very self-preserving.
He also lies to trick people. He loves to play mind games, and lives to see confusion, or fear in another beings eyes. He isn't nessacarily evil, just... broken. He likes to switch words, and play on them.
[b.:: Hurting ::..[/b]
Deep inside, Diablo's just hurting. I mean really hurting. HIs heart was ripped apart s a child, and he was never able to fix himself again. He's never really felt love, or accepted it. He doesn't show it, but he yerns to feel loved, and important. He feels needed by being a gaurd dog, but its only a temporary fix. Diablo shouldn't have been the way he is, but he is. That's the way he was raised.
Injured.
Poem/Art ::
I made a referance using some linerart: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1399475
Theme Songs ::
Animal I have Become By Three days Grace
I'm Free Bryan Adams
Why do you want this pup? ::
I love him already. <3 These pups would be used in a story I'm writing, and they shall be loved, and possily bred.


The Form:
Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mac if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The complex number 9
Pup Name ::
After a brief bit of thought, and consulting a book, I'd choose Nucular, Nuke for short.
Pup Age ::
A little under two years.
Pup Gender ::
A male.
History ::
Nuke was born in a dog pound into a family of ten pups. All of them were adopted, but not many ever really were loved like Nuke. He got a great. older family who fed him, played with him, and walked him. He loved them, and was as gentle as could be with them. He even cuddled thier cats, and gave them sloppy baths. He thought life would never get worse.
He was wrong.
A fire struck, and the mother of the family was killed. Nuke managed to get everyone but her out before the fire reached the heater, and the house errupted into flames. He tried going back, but he was held back by the people around him. He blamed himself for the episode, and was never quite the same afterwards. None of the family was. everyone had nightmares for the first few months, but evenutally it got better. The kids now had to go to colledge, and Nuke was left with the ailling father. When the old man had to rushed to the hospital, Nuke was shipped off to a kennel, and from there to the pound. The kids serched for him, and were devastated when he was gone. But Nuke thought they'd left him. He went bad, not trusting anyone but himself, whimpering and whining to himself at night.
He met Diablo and Libel in that pound, and a unlikely bond formed. Diablo was the ruler, and Nuke didn't challenge that. He accepted it, and followed. When he, Diablo, and Libel were schedualed to be put down, Nuke was petrified. He tried to be the cutest dog for everyone who passed his cage, but none looked at him. He was loosing hope when the tall man walked in, and began to talk to Diablo. Nuke pressed his nose against the bars, and Whined, his eyes pleading the man to look over. Callhoun glanced up, and was caught by the soft gaze of the pup. " Yes... You too." He murmured, reaching out and rubbing Nuke's muzzle with his finger.
Personality ::
.:: Hyper::.
Nuke has canine ADHD, and tends to get over excited. He is always going a mile a minute, and usually seems pretty happy. he can go from one subject to another with ease, not stopping to take a breath in between. He knows that secretly, being happy and hyper gives him an excuse to ignore the sadness of his past. He hates to hink about the past, and will do anything to avoid it.
.:: Loyal ::.
Nuke would go to any lengeth for anyone. He is very sensitive, and hates to see others hurt. He protects Callhoun, Libel, and Diablo with his life, even if they do not return the favor. He jsut loves everyone, because he feels that no one should have to lvie without some who care for them. He finds Diablo's fake behavior annoying, bu can see that the dog is hurting.
.:: Mentally Strong ::.
Nuke is the mentally strong one. He's able to face hard situations with a steely look, and brave body stance. He feels as thougheverything has to be delt with, so why not deal with it head on. He likes to get to the bottom of things, and doesn't like to fiddle around with things that are logical.
.:: Gulible ::.
Being so trusting is a bad thing soemtimes, especially when your friends with Diablo. Nuke ends up being the butt of alot of Diablo's cruel jokes, but never says a negative word to the alpha. He shrugs it off, and moves on. He is easily fooled, because his brain can only kep track of a thought for so long before it becomes lost in his vast memory. He has a hard time remembering things, but tends to catagorize things in an odd way, relating them to color, idea, or anyhitng eles.
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Easy ~ Rascal Flatts
Live a little ~ Kenny Chesney
Why do you want this pup? ::
Because I love him. I seriously feel in love with this litter.. Like badly. <3


The Form:
Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mad if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The lovely number five
Pup Name ::
This little boy would be called Libel, Which means to ' distort, or make un-true'.
Pup Age ::
Exactly 1 year and 70 days.
Pup Gender ::
Male.
History ::
Libel, Like Diablo and Nuke, had an unfortunate past. He was born a 'accident' on a dog breeding farm, and was literally cast out into the wild to fend for himself as a pup. The people who owned him took him deep into the forest, and drop him off, then walked away. The poor pup was left to try and live. He didn't last long, and was near the point of death when a wolf found him. The wolf, a mother, took him in and raised him as her own. He learned to hunt, and his wits grew sharp, and he grew muscular and lean.
But, All good things are ususally struck down.
Hunting season opened, and Libel learned how hard life was. He was put to the test when he and his mother were being tracked by hounds. The constant baying rattled his soul, and to this day, he dreams of that frightful noise. The noise that would echo from his own chest had he ever tried. Libel's mother let her pups run ahead, and she alone turned back to fight off the dogs. Libel looked back, and saw her go down in a pack of teeth and red. He turned, terrfied, and ran for his life. His ran wil tha pads of his paws hit something hard, and cold. Next thing he knew, two bright lights came bearing down on him, then a severe pain in hsi side. When he woke up, he was at a shelter with his ribs bandaged. Oddly, he never snapped at people, or tried to attack. He let them pet him, and talk to him. But there was an air of... wildness about the young dog, and he was never adopted. The day he saw Callhoun, he knew this man was meant to be his master. As Cal looked at Diablo, then Nuke, Libel's body started to hsake with fear that he would be left, and be put to sleep. He let out a soft howl that sounded much like a wolf, but also sounded like a hound. Cal's eyes shifted over, locking with Libels. " The wolf- dog." Cal murmured, taking Libels tag out as he patted the shaking dog. " You'll be a good dog." Libel has been with Cal since.
Personality ::
..:: Reckless ::..
Libel is very careless, and tends to get caught up in things. He never double checks, and forgets things frequently. He doesn't mean to, but somethings are just burned in our minds from our youth. Out in the wild, Libel was forced to be reckless sometimes, because he had to let go of his domesticatedness. He is, however, reliable at times.
..:: Composed ::..
Libel can go from laughing his butt off to being silent and ready antime. He's slightly bi-polar, in that way. He can be completly serious in times when he doesn't have to be, and goof off in times he shoudn't.
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Why do you want this pup? ::


The Form:
Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mad if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The lovely number two
Pup Name ::
I'd call this littler lady Veinna, Enna for short.
Pup Age ::
1 1/2 years old.
Pup Gender ::
Female.
History ::
Personality ::
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Why do you want this pup? ::


The Form:
Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mad if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The swift number four.
Pup Name ::
The pup was named Indianna, Indi for short.
Pup Age ::
3 years old.
Pup Gender ::
Male.
History ::
Personality ::
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Why do you want this pup? ::


The Form:
Username ::
I'm Leafstorm515, But please call me Leafy, Or Mad if you are so inclined. C;
Pup Number ::
The intelligent number six.
Pup Name ::
This tough little lady would be called Izzy.
Pup Age ::
Almost two years.
Pup Gender ::
Male.
History ::
Personality ::
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Why do you want this pup? ::


Huge WIP! <3 Expcet to see art soon!

[Luna~tic]

The Forms:

Username ::
Luna~tic
Pup Number ::
#9
Pup Name ::
Dusty
Pup Age ::
Six months
Pup Gender ::
Female
History ::
Unknown
Personality ::
WIP
Poem/Art ::
WIP
Theme Songs ::
Need to find some
Why do you want this pup? ::
WIP

Username ::
Pup Number ::
Pup Name ::
Pup Age ::
#7
Pup Gender ::
History ::
Personality ::
Poem/Art ::
Theme Songs ::
Why do you want this pup? ::

MAJOR WIP

[Spare]

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✦ Zaria has two different coloured
eyes; one light blue (R) & one
dark brown (L). She's heavily blind
in her right eye.
✦ Zaria oddly has a craving for
fruit, vegetables and anything
else that is mid-sweet + mid-
healthy.

❝ Username:❞ Spare
❝ Fullname:❞ Zaria Heather Lace
❝ Nickname(s):❞ Zaria (originally) [or] Zars [or] Z [or] Za-Za [or] Lacey
❝ Age & DOB:❞ Three Years Old [&] Friday 3rd September 2010
❝ Gender:❞ Female [or] Fae
❝ Personality:❞ .WIP.
❝ History:❞ .WIP.
❝ Art & Poem:❞ .WIP.
❝ Themesong:❞ .WIP.
❝ Accesories:❞ .WIP.

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❝ Why do I want this pup?:❞ .WIP.

[>> Leafstorm515]

Workin' on my form. How many are we allowed to try for? I'd like to try for 6. XD I have the perfect story ideas for them... D:

[rainbowdash462]

As many as you want. (:

[>> Leafstorm515]

Awesome! Prepare to be pounded with forms! XD You did a really great job, you've really improved!

[rainbowdash462]

Haha. Thank you Leafy. So have you. They were super simple and really fun to make. I just need more ideas for the next upcoming litter by me. (: haha. Any ideas for the next litter. like colors and markings I should use? Or any specific kind of thing...

[BlazzingWolf]

The Form:

Username :: blazzing_wolf

Pup Number :: #10

Pup Name :: Speckles

Pup Age :: 24 months (but in picture he is 4 months)

Pup Gender :: Male

History :: Speckles parents were pig dogs. Breed for hunting. Speckles however didn't want to hunt and kill other animals. He thought it was cruel. Though the whole reason he was born was because his father got hurt one trip and wouldn't be able to hunt anymore. So his owner bred his two hunting dogs. There was only one pup in that litter though, Speckles. His owner tried to train him up when he was old enough. Even got Skepcles' mother and father to try train him. But he just woulnt hunt and kill something for fun. He knew it was wrong. He loved not hated.
As Speckles grew a little more, his owner got sick of him not doing what he's meant (hunting wise that is). His owner needed a dog for hunting and Speckles wasn't hunting at all. Speckles then started getting treated even worse from his owner. His owner would hit him, lock him up outside in the storms and somedays wouldn't even feed him.

One day, Speckles had had enough. He said good bye to his mother and father, wished them luck in the future. And he ran away from home. He hit the streets. Wandering around. Barley surviving. Looking for someone to accept him for who he is.

Personality :: Speckles is a playful little puppy. He loves life though has been treated badly in the past. Still a WIP

Poem/Art :: WIP

Theme Songs :: WIP

Why do you want this pup? :: I just saw this and feel in love with the bottom row. And saw this guy was still available I almost shrieked. He's just so handsome! His design is just so pretty and I'm in love with him.

[lex]

The Form:
Username :: Invalid.
Pup Number :: 10
Pup Name :: Treasure
Pup Age :: 4 months
Pup Gender :: Female
History :: Treasure was abandoned, and caught by a dog catcher and taken to a pound. I adopted her there; after all, she was an elegant one and seemed like a good pet.
Personality :: Treasure is elegant and proud, but playful and sweet nonetheless.
Poem/Art :: This is the treasure that we've been looking for. This is the gold in the chest at sea. This is the jewel that is of wordless value. (Pirate poem? Heck yeah)
Theme Songs :: Flawed Design
Why do you want this pup? :: She is very pretty and I am in love with her design.