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Postby eventer. » Tue Sep 17, 2013 10:46 am

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14 DOGS WERE CHOSEN
It is the year 2341, and scientists have been making huge advancements in many fields. They have created a piece that can be attached to the ear of many animals that looks similar to a tracking device. But the device's capabilities go much farther than just tracking an animal's movements. It can read their emotions, and has been used to determine an animal's personality. At first, it was sold to the wealthy to find the perfect pet for their lifestyle. But the device, often called a "E.T.", short for "Emotional Tracker", had potential for much more. Scientists began experimenting, placing animals with certain personalities in difficult situations and gauging their reactions. It was perfect for determining how people with similar personalities to the animals would react in the same dangerous situations.
At the same time, scientists on the other side of the world were inventing something equally, if not more, awe-inspiring. They discovered how to create what they call "simulations." Completely computer generated, the simulations begin with a fence around a simple area of land, usually many, many acres. Inside this fence, they have learned to manipulate atoms and molecules to the point where they can create almost anything- magnificent landscapes, skyscrapers, even living things such as plants and some wild animals. The simulations have their flaws, though, since they aren't natural. Each one is different.
For the first time, the inventors of both the E.T.s and the simulations have gotten together. They have decided to have a test. 14 dogs were chosen because of their distinct personalities to be placed in a massive simulation to test how they will work together to withstand the challenges that will be thrown at them. How where the dogs chosen? Hundreds of stray dogs were taken from the streets and shelters all over the world. Their personalities were tested by the E.T. scientists. With the data collected, there was many possible candidates. The two groups of scientists argued for weeks about which would be the best choice.
But one thing is universal. Music. Finally, all the scientists agreed that they should choose the dogs based on how their personalities matched with songs. Namely, Coldplay. Everyone could agree on that fact. The fourteen were chosen.

LET THE SIMULATION BEGIN
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Postby eventer. » Thu Sep 19, 2013 12:41 am

14 dogs were hand-picked for the simulation from hundreds of strays. They were chosen for their distinct personalities, all pertaining to a song by the extremely popular alternative rock group, Coldplay. The color of their song's title is also the color of their Emotional Tracker, or E.T., which is implanted in each dog's ear.
Meet the subjects of the test.


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Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow".
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YELLOW
{ Name ~ Female ~ Reserved }
This female is selfless. She puts others' lives ahead of her own and is willing to do anything for her loved ones, no matter the cost. Her protective instincts are very strong. She's gentle and sweet as can be, always trying to stay on everyone's good side. Always willing to lend a helping paw, she loves to pitch in and help out anyone who may need it. She can be a pushover, for sure, but you'll rarely find one as pleasant and caring as this girl.


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Oh, no, what's this?
A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle,
So I turned to run,
The thought of all the stupid things I've done,

And I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well, if I ever caused you trouble,
Oh no, I never meant to do you harm.
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TROUBLE
{ Lux ~ Male ~ Apocalyptic_Punk }
Something terrible happened to this brute, and he blames himself for everything that has gone wrong in his past. He's tangled in a web of his own lies, trapped and terrified. He doesn't want anyone to know his secrets about his past, so his first defense is to hastily throw up a wall of lies as protection. He hates herself for it, and he regrets it, but that doesn't keep him from lying. Naturally, he prefers a life of solitude and wishes to avoid the others if at all possible. He thinks that staying away from the other dogs will keep him from hurting them. If he doesn't get close to them, he can't cause them pain in the future, in his mind.


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In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah

I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah

Yeah, how long must you wait for it?
Yeah, how long must you pay for it?
Yeah, how long must you wait for it, oh, for it?
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IN MY PLACE
{ Echo ~ Female ~ Apocalyptic_Punk }
Affectionately nicknamed "the loose screw" by the team of scientists studying the dogs in the simulation, this female feels lost and alone and is definitely not quite right. It doesn't matter how many others surround her. She's disoriented, confused, lost without directions to point her back to the right path. This terrifies her to no avail. She has a tendency to panic under stress. All her worrying and fear has worn her out and left her exhausted and underprepared for what the simulation has to offer. She's going to need all the help she can get, but she won't accept it willingly. She can seem off in social situations, often speaking out of turn and saying whatever comes to mind without a filter, which typically ends in her crossing lines and hurting others' feelings.


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Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start.

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling your puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
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THE SCIENTIST
{ Apollo ~ Male ~ jayo }
By far the most intelligent, this male has a brain full of statistics and facts. He has a near-perfect memory and could easily tell you the exact length of time it rain the day before, or the average speed of many prey animals commonly found in the simulations. Though it will take him some time, he is the first to figure out that there is something off about the simulations. Despite his vast knowledge, he had no idea how to act around others. He hasn't figured out yet that spewing facts and comparisons doesn't make him very many friends. He can be awkward and nervous. He is very apologetic about everything and can be heard saying, "Sorry, sorry, sorry," nearly every time he tries to talk to someone. The scientists have defined this as a "nervous tick," but that may not be the case. When he falls in love, he falls hard and often crashes, ruining any chance at a happy, lasting relationship. His main problem is that he can't seem to learn when he should listen to his head or his heart.


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Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know, singing

Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease? Singing
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CLOCKS
{ Bambi ~ Female ~ CORGI ❤ }
This fae is being dragged down to her knees. In her case, it isn't necessarily her past, though she was a stray, so her history can't be pretty. For her, it is the stress of the elements and being betrayed by friends that bring her down. Will the simulations break her? Nobody knows. The question is, can she survive the things that will definitely be thrown at her in the simulations? There isn't a doubt in anyone's mind that she's tough. She loves to cause trouble and stir up dissent. Her temper runs high, and she can be fierce. She's confused by the simulations, and by herself. She doesn't know where she stands; she doesn't know of she's being helpful or harmful. It is the one thing she hates the most about herself. Really, all she wants to do is go home, though where home is, nobody can be sure.


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And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
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FIX YOU
{ Savion ~ Male ~ Alyss Baskerville }
Quiet and shy as can be, this male is definitely an introvert. He's upset because he's lost his loved ones, and he can't do anything to fix that. Now, he is alone and reserved, drawn away from the world in his sadness. He needs a bright, caring beacon to guide him back to the world. Despite his tendency to shy away and stay silent, he's very hardworking and tries to be helpful in as many ways as possible using as few words as possible. He is often caught trying to focus on others to help him forget his own problems, however briefly.


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Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you

You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
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TALK
{ Name ~ Female ~ Open }
She's the most talkative and outgoing of the 14, without a doubt. This female is very sociable and loves to interact with others. She can talk for hours, and surprisingly, considering her love for the spotlight, is a good listener who will pay attention to what others have to say. She has a strong sense of family belonging, and is dedicated and extremely loyal to her family even though none of them will join her in the simulations. She's adventurous and revels in trying new things. One of her little quirks is that she always has to be the first one to try something. She must always be in the front, even if she isn't leading the journey. She just likes the glory she feels for being the first one to do something. She can be quite the show-off and is rather big-headed and arrogant. Her pride is her greatest downfall.


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All that noise, and all that sound,
All those places I got found.
And birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand,
ah when you see it then you'll understand?
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SPEED OF SOUND
{ Chester ~ Male ~ CORGI ❤ }
No matter what he is doing, this male will do his best. When he knows others are watching, he'll make this point obvious. He's referred to as a "try-hard", the perfect term to sum him up. Always pushing to make himself look good, that's his policy. He's competitive and loves to win, but isn't the type to rub that fact in like salt in a wound once it's over. He can be very indecisive and is absolutely awful at making difficult decisions, which is why he usually isn't asked important questions in times of need. He's relatively easily frustrated and gets very upset, blubbering on and on. His favorite pastime (as long as nobody's around) is watching birds and stars. When he's doing these things, he's more relaxed versus his usual uptight self.


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And I could write a song
A hundred miles long
Well, that's where I belong
And you belong with me

And I could write it down
Or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found
Or swallowed in the sea
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SWALLOWED IN THE SEA
{ Name ~ Female ~ Open }
She can seem a bit cool and calculating when you first meet her, but this female has much more beneath the surface. She may be standoffish to strangers, but the bonds she forms with her friends are unbelievably strong and nearly unbreakable. The thing that makes her most scared is being contained. She has claustrophobia and is terrified of tight spaces. Confinement can take on other forms, however, which make her equally as mortified. She can't be held by a set of rules or told exactly what to do and when to do it. This freaks her out. She's unforgiving if you hurt or betray her and it's unlikely that anyone who does ever gains an ounce of her trust back again.


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I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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VIVA LA VIDA
{ Denison ~ Male ~ horsestar10 }
This male used to have it all. He was the king, the top dog. He had power, and there was occasions when he abused it. But he was reduced to nothing, a stray wandering the streets alone. Many dogs would love to have his head. But he's thwarted every plan to have him killed. He's very crafty and intelligent. His brains are not even close to on par with The Scientist's, but he's not to be reckoned with, all the same. He's got street smarts rather than statistics. He's known to be deceitful and plays cruel tricks on others. He's also likely the best fighter in the bunch, a well-trained, deadly weapon. Violent, he often starts fights over little things, and he has a sharp tongue as well as strong jaws. There was a time when he was prideful and cocky. But when everything he had was stolen away, his pride and self-esteem were taken as well, leaving him but a shadow of his former self. It was his weakness. Now he believes he's condemned.


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I don't want to be a soldier
Who the captain of some sinking ship
Would stow, far below.
So if you love me, why d'you let me go?

I took my love down to violet hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
Said if you love me, won't you let me know?
If you love me, won't you let me know?
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VIOLET HILL
{ Name ~ Female ~ Reserved }
This female is very anti-violence, and she makes that clear. She'll step in between any fight she sees in an attempt to end the fighting and suffering. She refused to battle with anyone except with words, and even then she'll only do it to keep a fight from happening. This is her way of protesting war and bloodshed. She's deathly afraid of the sight of blood. The thick red liquid oozing from wounds terrifies her. She doesn't always read others correctly and makes misjudgments often. Sometimes she needs things spelled out in obvious terms for her in case she misses body language or a hint in the tone of voice someone is using. She's quick to put a label on everyone she meets.


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See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart
Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go

You
Ooohooh
'Cause you do

Oh you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
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HURTS LIKE HEAVEN
{ Name ~ Male ~ Reserved }
This male is the rule breaker. It's common for him to do exactly the opposite of what he is told, and he's as stubborn as a mule, with an explosive temper to match. He just doesn't like others to be in control of his life and telling him what to do all the time. For this reason, the simulations will bring about an extra challenge for him. If he were a human, nobody would be surprised to see him spray painting a bench in the park or the side of a building with one of his philosophies about life. He often wonders why he is alive and on Earth, questioning himself, but not necessarily in a bad way. All he wants to know is how he's going to make his mark on the world. He's the kind of dog who doesn't mind getting hurt for the sake of love and entertainment.


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When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
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PARADISE
{ Replay ~ Female ~ horsestar10 }
She is the dreamer, the believer, the spirit who can't be broken. She knows that life can be difficult and bring you down. It's happened to her. But she keeps persevering because she knows that you can make things better for yourself with dedication and hard work. And besides, even if her reality is horrible and can't be corrected just yet, she knows there's always a better world just waiting behind her eyelids- the world of dreams and imagination. She has a vivid imagination that helps her fight through rough times, and her preferred method of escape is falling asleep and finding herself in her own dreamland paradise. It is the way she makes it through every time life tries to drown her.


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I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don't want to see another generation drop
I'd rather be a comma than a full stop

Maybe I'm in the black, maybe I'm on my knees
Maybe I'm in the gap between the two trapezes
But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart
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EVERY TEARDROP IS A WATERFALL
{ Spencer ~ Male ~ Panherc }
This boy is fun-loving and has energy to spare. He could practically run circles around many of the others chosen for the simulations. He's the type of dog you can imagine racing after frisbees for hours and continuing to beg for playtime at home. He loves to play and often acts childish, like a young puppy, despite being an adult. He's impatient and hates sitting still, always squirmy around in boredom. He's daring and bold and believes in the motto, "Anything you can do, I can do better." He loves to show others up and prove his talent to them. It is amusing to him. He's one of the friendliest dogs chosen and loves to laugh and have a good time, to the point where he can be annoying to the more aggressive, nervous dogs. But he doesn't do it on purpose, and he can't really help it- it's in his nature.
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Postby eventer. » Thu Sep 19, 2013 2:17 pm

The simulations are located in a huge area surrounded by the fence that keeps the real world out. All of the matter inside was created and is controlled by scientists, except the dogs, the only aware living things there. A major flaw of the simulations, a purposeful one, is that there are an unrealistic number of different landscapes inside a small square-mile radius. The diversity is too great to be natural. There are seven major landscapes, none excessively large or small, where the dogs are placed. Each setting had two dogs inside originally. The pairings are deliberate to see how the dogs will respond to each other and if they will work together to survive. Eventually, scientists plan to drive all the dogs together, but that will not happen for a long time, possibly months into the simulations unless the dogs find each other on their own.
These are the simulation settings.


THE SWAMP
Hazy and humid nearly all the time, the swamp is certainly not a place anyone would choose to live. It is unpleasant, to put it simply. Bugs swarm around, breeding and multiplying here. The water that surrounds you is unfit for consumption and will make even the ones will the least sensitive of stomachs sick. The only source of clean water near the swamp is a small spring, located on a hill where the unsafe water cannot infect it. Prey not as limited as it may appear at first. Many prey animals, mostly small mammals, roam the swamp. The hunted may include beavers, opossums, rabbits, skunk, and rats, as well as fish, birds, and turtles if you can figure out how to catch and kill them. There are also threats residing in the swamp, including alligators, black bears, cougars, coyotes, and venomous snakes.

Assigned To:
Speed of Sound and Yellow


THE RIVER
The name sounds much less imposing. But in reality, the river can be equally as dangerous as any other place in the simulations. The place the two dogs were placed is in the middle of a dark, intimidating forest that appears to have been burnt out by a recent forest fire. There is little surviving vegetation, and by default, there are few animals living there. Prey is limited to fish and other small water-loving animals, such as crayfish and turtles. So little to eat means there is also very few threats for other animals, but starvation is still a very real possibility.

Assigned to:
Trouble and Swallowed in the Sea


THE PLAINS
If grass that comes up to your neck or head, even on large dogs, is your preference, the simulations' plains are the perfect place. The seemingly endless sea of tall grass extends in all directions, though in reality this setting is not much larger than any other place in the simulations. The height of the grass is deceiving. Water is scarce, so watering holes are treasures and are often heavily guarded, and life-giving rains are precious. The best way to catch prey is to learn to hunt like a wolf. Herds of pronghorn and elk roam the lands, along with bison, though it's suggested you don't attempt to take one down. The easiest way to catch one is to single out the weak and work together to kill it. There are also smaller prey animals, such as rabbits, prairie dogs, gophers, grouse, and prairie chickens. Threats are limited, but danger is always lurking in the form of coyotes and venomous snakes, as well as the threat of fire on the dry plains.

Assigned to:
Viva La Vida and In My Place


THE MOUNTAINS
The scientists leading the experiment believed it would be best two drop the two dogs were supposed to try to survive the mountains in the foothills surrounding, just so they had a better chance and were closer to the rest of the dogs. However, the land is still rocky and unforgiving. The temperature is always cooler here than other places at lower elevations. Cool, clear water can be found trickling down from the mountains above. The occasional mule deer and elk do wander here, as well as littler mammals that are easy prey including prairie dogs, mice, ferrets, ground squirrels, skunk, raccoon, and grouse. But with an abundance of food comes dangerous predators. Cougars, black bears, coyotes, and venomous snakes lurk in places you'd least expect to find them.

Assigned to:
The Scientist and Violet Hill


THE LAKE
A sparkling blue lake in the center of a valley surrounded by low mountains on three sides is normally a picturesque scene. In this case, this is true. These dogs have the benefits of clean, unlimited water, prey, and a good view of most of the simulations, being in the center. The lake is fed by a river that has its beginning in the mountains and cuts through the forests, both dead and alive, on its way to its end. Ringed by mountains on three sides, the plains on the opening. It's easy to see how everything connected from the lake. Prey here includes fish, frogs, vole, and various small animals that wander here from other settings. Occasionally, a lone larger mammal such as a deer or pronghorn will make their way to the lake. While the lake has no unique predators of its own, many carnivores come to water and are considered to be a threat to the dogs assigned here.

Assigned to:
Hurts Like Heaven and Clocks


THE FOREST
Tall trees can be found everywhere you look in this neck of the woods. Undergrowth is sparse because little sunlight reaches the floor, blocked by the thick canopy. Many streams cut through here, and ponds can be found in sporadic locations throughout the forest, meaning water is readily available. Prey includes deer of several species, raccoons, skunk, various rodents such as squirrels and chipmunks, birds, groundhogs, rabbits, and opossum. Threats include coyotes, brown and black bears, and wolves. You may be related, but in the simulations, they are not your friends.

Assigned to:
Fix You and Every Teardrop is a Waterfall


THE CABIN
The cabin in the woods, or rather a in a clearing in the middle of the woods. However, it is located quite far from the place the two assigned to the forest were dropped. Perhaps the strangest of all the locations, the cabin is completely empty, devoid of all signs of life. It is located near a beautiful waterfall and pond full of fish and frogs, and also has animals from the rest of the forest. Predators from the rest of the forest live near here as well. The cabin offers protection from the elements and a fun escape house. It seems quite old and run-down but is still perfectly suited for two dogs to make residence there.

Assigned to:
Talk and Paradise
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Postby Apocalyptic_Punk » Fri Sep 20, 2013 4:30 pm

This is what I tell you
Image
My name is ... Lux
Some call me ... Is L.U.X not short enough?
I have been alive for ... 6 Years
I have been born as a ... I am a Brute
I am the breed of ... Border Collie
I have the liking of ... No one will ever like me, as I will not allow one to get close to me, for fear of hurting them.
My heart has been stolen by ... The one who stole my heart is long gone from my life; it does not matter who she was, for she is gone.


When you see me

The first thing you see is ... Is my three colored face, One half of my face is snowy white, while the other side, the top half around my eye is Black and coal, while a splash of clay red accents my jaw.
The windows to my soul ... My eyes are a bright icy blue. They are distant and soulful, though seeing me is a rarity.
Souvenirs of life ... I bare no scars upon my hide, but my soul is damaged beyond repair, from all the pain I have caused upon many others.
Overall, you see ... A lean short haired Tri Color Border collie, The top of my heads and ears which stand up straight and ever attentive, are black almost as if I were wearing a hat, the black there spreads down my left cheek to the outside of my left eye, meeting up with the rich Carmel brown that decorates below my left eye. My eyes are light icy blue, as if one has carved ice from the coldest of places and placed them with in my skull, they like my eyes are always watchful. Along the left side of my body from the cap upon my head, spreads the black covering all of my back and some of my right side, my right shoulder chest and both front legs are a bright, flashy snow white, while my back haunches are black, only to mingle in that warm Carmel brown yet again, the black continues down over my rear to my tail which is tipped with a white flag of fur. My back feet are also the same snow white are my front, My body is lean and long, built for speed, I generally carry both my head and tail low, as if I am scared, but in truth this is just the border Collie way of moving.


What I hide

I have been told that I was ... Somewhat of a liar, but I really only do that to protect those around me from getting hurt because of me. For if anyone were to know the truth of my past they would hate me for what I have caused to happen. I am filled with great painful sorrow for the loss I caused. I have also been told I am quite solitary and rarely reach out to those around me this is again to protect those around me who could be hurt if they feel close to me. I am nothing but trouble in a furry coat. I can not even begin to comprehend why anyone would want to be close to me. Why anyone would want to even care about me. As for being quite, that comes with the territory, the only time words slip my tongue is when I speak lies to cover of the horrors of my past. I do not like who i have become, but it is I feel for the better all around; fore if anyone even dares get close to me, they will most certainly get hurt.

Before I was here I was ...As painful as telling you who I am was, speaking of where I came from before this is even more painful. I will tell you in part of who I am, is it the truth, or is it a lie? Only I really know, but to begin I was born, isn't everybody? But, yes I was born in a barn actually, it was quite cozy and warm and smelled of wondrous things, Cows, and horses and yes even a few sheep. But mostly I remember the warm smell of my mothers side, the rich flow of milk through her teat and into my mouth. I remember struggling with my siblings for the choicest spots against our ever patient mothers side, there were 13 of us, perhaps that was an unlucky number, it does not help I was born last. But one day I noticed while sniffing at the animals around there were less of us, and mother was sad. This was the first great tragedy of my life, as day by day, one by one my siblings vanished and finally, one day hands of a human packed me inside a box and took me far from my mother. I would never see her again. I was taken to a home, where I was introduced to small humans, who screamed at volumes that hurt my sensitive ears, a cat who clawed my nose and a dog, who became my wise protector and taught me the laws of the land. I lived in bliss for the next 4 years, and then my world fell apart, it was all my fault and....I have told you in part who I am...must I tell you more?
My kin in this world is ... A kind and wonderful mother, 12 siblings, and I most likely have a father somewhere, but who he is I will never know. My human family consisted at one point of two adults who were kind, and 2 small humans, who were okay. My cat who became my friend, and my wise benefactor who taught me everything he knew and it was still not enough to stop what I caused.


This is what I tell you
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My name is ... Echo
Some call me ... Some have called me Chi, i don't know why, but I guess that's a nickname of sorts right?
I have been alive for ... 4 years, 6 months, 3 weeks, 2 days, and 23 hours.
I have been born as a ... I am a female of my species.
I have gained the Rank of ... The In My Place Dog.
I am the breed of ... Beauceron
I have the liking of ... Nobody really, thank you for asking though
My heart has been stolen by ... Oh I'm just going to sit over here and laugh loudly now.


When you see me

The first thing you see is ... I suppose the first thing you see of me when you first look upon me is, my sharp features that make look far more ferocious then I am. Followed up quickly by my spotted grey and black coat.
The windows to my soul ... Brown and quickly moving always searching for an out, an in I'm not sure what it is what I'm searching for, I'm sorry.
Souvenirs of life ... My scars are not visible, and most say they are all in my head and maybe they are, my head is pretty damaged, I'm somewhat shattered. I always look tired and worn out but that's because my mind never stops.

Overall, you see ... A tall muscular dog, with always searching and scared brown eyes. My face is sharp, a pointed triangle if you will, that leads up to two very sharply pointed ears. The majority of my face is that of grey with black spots across my upper face. I also sport two reddish brown spots above each eye that match up perfectly with the reddish brown on my jaw, and spots on my chest, tummy and back legs. I have a bit of withe across my chest and on all four paws. The rest of my coat is the same color as my head, that grey blue with black spots and patches all over it. My coat is not smooth, nor is it thick, but it has a slight wave to it and a thicker bit of fur around my neck and shoulders. I am a very square and statuesque dog. I don't know if i would be considered pretty, or not but I really don't care.


What I hide

I have been told that I was ... A loose screw, always lost and confused, something isn't quite right with me. It doesn't matter how many people are around me I always end up being disoriented, lost and confused, I don't even know sometimes how to get back on the right path. It scares me so much that I'm never going to find out who I am, it causes me to panic when I'm severely stressed out. Though I try to stay calm, its just impossible, and it wears me down, leaving me exhausted all the time. I have also been told that I come off as off in social situations, speaking out when I shouldn't be, I don't really have a filter and just say when whatever comes to mind, which ends up with me crossing lines I can't see and other people getting hurt by what I said. I just sometimes wish that someone would just reach out to me, and help me find my way again. I'm so tired of always being the damaged one, looking for a reprieve from the constant in my head.

Before I was here I was ...Before I was here, I was...I don't really remember to much of my life before now. I just know that what ever happened it must of been pretty bad to have shattered my mind the way it has. Or perhaps I have always been like this, my earliest memories I suppose were of the nice people who cared for me and called me The loose screw. They treated me kindly I suppose, though they did stick me with sharp things quite a bit, and I am quite certain this did not help my mental well being at all.
My kin in this world is ... I suppose like everybody I had a mother and a father, but I am uncertain to whether or not if i had siblings, I have vague flashes of snuggling with others like me. Perhaps those are my siblings yes?
Other thinsg about me...Nothing really, I wish their was more i could offer i really do.
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Postby eventer. » Sat Sep 21, 2013 1:45 pm

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Name: "I've been known by many names, but I am called Denison."
    As a young pup, Denison was given his name by his mother. She knew, at the time, that the humans would take him away and give him a different name. But she wanted him and his siblings to have the names she had chosen for them, so before they were taken, she named each and every one of them. Once he was adopted by the police, he was renamed Caligan. After he was abandoned, he dropped all titles they had ever given him, taking the name his mother had given him as a pup, Denison. He doesn't really have any nicknames, because he hates it when others call him Deni and no one has ever came up with any other nicknames for him.
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Gender: "I really hope you can figure that one out on your own."
    Denison is completely male.
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Age: "Give me one good reason why I should give you that information."
    Denison is four years old, born on the third of February.
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Breed: "Purebred Belgian Malinois."
    A powerful breed, the Belgian Malinois is popular as a police and military animal. It was originally bred as a herding dog and is known as a strong, agile, and intelligent breed.
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Song: "I have heard the words 'Viva La Vida' murmured many times by the humans."
    Denison has been compared to the song "Viva La Vida", and this is the song he is assigned. It is truly his perfect fit, considering his personality and past.
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Description: "Can't you see me, or are you blind?"
    Denison sports his breed's typical short fawn coat. Each hair is tipped with black, with a dense undercoat and thick, waterproof top coat. His muzzle is also black, as are his wide, pointed ears. Denison weighs in at 68 pounds, and stands 24 inches tall at the shoulder. He is built for speed, strength, and agility. He is tall and lean, yet you can see his powerful muscles rippling under his reddish tan pelt. His legs, back, and neck are all long, and his chest is deep. His build is elegent and he is light-boned. His head is always carried high and the muzzle tapers into a point, featuring a black nose at the end. Denison has dark, hardened brown eyes in the shape of almonds, which are always alert, watching. His jaw is strong and powerful, easily capable of delivering a crushing bite. He has a tail them at is curved slightly and rather thick. Denison has a long, low gait, that can be fast if it need to be.
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Personality: "I am a fighter, a survivor."
    Being bred, raised, and trained for the fight, Denison knows nothing more. He is a brutal attacker, both physically and verbally. He's about as stubborn as they come, never giving in once he has a goal in mind, and never backing down from a fight, even when he knows he has no chance of winning. Despite his willingness to fight with anyone at any time, Denison does not just do it because he enjoys it. While he does like to fight, it is all he has ever known and he doesn't know any way he could make it without it. He actually has a high sense of honor and moral values, and only fights to prove a point, to stand up for something he believes in.
    While it may seem like Denison is a stupid fighter, he is actually very intelligent and knows how to use words to help him. He doesn't always fight with teeth and claws; sometimes, his speech is his best advantage. He doesn't talk a lot except to threaten others, but when he has something to say, it is often important and true. His speech is actually quite eloquent. Despite his tendency to be aggressive, on rare occasion, he can be gentle and sweet. But it takes a lot to get this side of him to show. If he's betrayed, he is ruthless, perferring the offender dead or maimed severely and humiliated. Often, Denison doesn't take the time to think things through, and instead listens to his instincts. Fighting is his solution for everything. He regrets nothing, ever, not even the horrible things he's done.
    Denison's downfall was his pride. He was once exceedingly arrogant, because he was the best of the best, a star police dog that was trained to hunt down criminals. He was responsible for the deaths or injuries of many dogs during his time as "the king", as he was affectionately known by his handler. He had power, being a police dog of such high status, and he abused it, using threats to keep others in line and inflicting pain and fear upon others. But he was destroyed, everything he had taken from him, his power, his friends, his pride, and he was cast off into the streets to live a life of misery, alone. Now he has no pride or self-esteem left. He's just vicious.
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History: "That is none of your business. But I can tell you one thing- what doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
    Denison was born the third in a litter of five healthy puppies. His mother, Nayeli, was a house pet, his father, Wesley, a military dog. His father was killed in combat before his pups were even born. Nayeli named each of her puppies born the humans took them away, giving her middle son the name Denison. After two months, people started to come to pick out the pups. Drago was the first to be chosen, taken by a kind couple with two children. Denison never saw his brother again. Next, his brother Gaven, who also went to a family who seemed kind. The children were playful and sweet, loving their new puppy at first sight. Next, Denison and his youngest sister Tessalie were taken, chosen by two large men.
    They had no idea what they were in for.
    When Denison and Tessalie were taken, their training immediately began. They began a tough regimen in their training for police dog duty. They learned to be devoted to their partners, and Denison adored the mms who he was assigned. They became an unstoppable duo, and if Tessalie and her partner came along, nothing could get past them. They were in charge of hunting down criminals. Quickly, Denison's fighting prowess made him a star, the top dog. The others respected him, and he had power. He grew cocky, and he loved to used his power to inspire fear in others and keep them in line. The other dogs began harboring a fierce grudge. One in particular, a nasty-tempered Rottweiler named Daemon, seemed to resent Denison, then called Caligan, for taking his position as the king of the K-9 unit. He began to assemble Denison's other enemies, including dogs who were associated with the criminals Denison had helped to hunt down.
    Even Denison, then the strongest fighter the police force had ever seen, couldn't hold pack the army. Dozens of his enemies- dogs who he didn't know he'd wronged- attacked him and his precious sister Tessalie. Daemon, determined to break Denison, forced him to watch as they ripped his little sister apart, killing her slowly and painfully. Then, rather than killing him as he had wished, to end his misery, Daemon and his band of vicious dogs left him with deep but survivable wounds and drove him away from his home. He was forced to become a stray, alone on the streets, with nothing but his thoughts. This was the worst punishment they inflicted upon the prideful canine. Every night, he saw his sister die in his nightmares. His heart was broken. His pride was crushed. Everything he had, everything he loved was gone.
    Then he was taken by humans in white. The scientists. Let the simulations begin.
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Family: "I doubt I have any left..."
    Nayeli- Mother (unknown whereabouts)
    Wesley- Father (killed in military duty by bullet)
    Bonba- Sister (killed when struck by car)
    Tessalie- Sister (killed by Denison's enemies)
    Gaven- Brother (unknown whereabouts)
    Drago- Brother (unknown whereabouts)
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Crush: "Yeah, right."
    Denison has no crush, and is very hard to impress.
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Mate: "Absolutely not."
    Denison has no mate.
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Pups: "You really aren't too bright, are you?"
    Denison has never had pups.


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Name: "My name's Replay."
    Replay was given her name by her owners for no specific reason. Even after they abandoned her, it still stuck.

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Gender: "Female, obviously."
    Replay is definitely female.

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Age: "I'm only three years old."
    Replay only recently reached her third year, since her birthday is August 10th.

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Breed: "I'm a purebred Icelandic Shepherd."
    Iceland's only native breed, the Icelandic Shepherd, also called the Icelandic Sheepdog, is a small herding type. They are believed to be the dogs of the Vikings.

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Song: "I'm not sure... But the men in white say 'Paradise' a lot."
    Replay's personality has earned her the title of "Paradise."

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Physical Description: "Can't you see me?"
    Replay is no large dog. She stands at 17 inches at the shoulder and weighs only 27 pounds. She just missed the mark for being considered medium. She is stocky and well-built, with short, sturdy legs designed for speed, as her breed is a herding type. Her coat is very long and thick, and is extremely waterproof. She is a reddish-tan color, with lighter chest, underbelly, and cheeks. There are two layers to her fur- a soft, warm, thick undercoat and a coarse, lengthy topcoat. Her fluffy tail curls over her back and flips there, resting on her spine. Her soft eyes are a dark brown, and commonly wear an expression of contentment and happiness. It's not uncommon to see them glazed over as she enters a world of waking dreams only she can see.

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Personality: "I'm not very good at describing myself."
    Replay is the dreamer, the believer. She's the one who will keep going even when everyone else has given up. She understands that life can bring you down, since it's happened to her before. But she has also learned how to get back on her feet after she's been knocked down. She knows that hard work and determination will pick you up and take you wherever you desire. No matter what happens to her, her spirit cannot be broken.
    Every time life tries to drown her in its rough waters, Replay has a secret weapon that helps her stay afloat. Her imagination is much more vivid than most. She can draw up the image of a beautiful forest filled with magical creatures from a copse of twisted trees, or a castle in the clouds from a run-down cabin in the fields. She's also a dreamer, literally. When life gets too hard for even this tough little dog to handle, her favorite method of escape is to close her eyes and escape into the world of her wildest dreams. She has powerful dreams and loves to be in the world most take for granted.

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History: "I got through it just fine!"
    Replay was born in the land of her ancestors, Iceland. Her father, registered as Konungur Dómi, meaning "King of the Court" in Icelandic, a young show dog who had not yet made a name for himself, Replay never met, and her mother, Sindri, was a herder. It wasn't long before the four pups, three females and one male, were being adopted out to new families. Her two sisters, then renamed Lady Frida and Lady Eydis, were adopted by British dog show enthusiasts. Both went on to become extremely successful show dogs. Her brother Lárus, stayed at the farm they were born on and became a herder just like his mother. Replay was adopted by an American family who had recently moved to a small town in Iceland. She became the constant companion to a loving couple and their two teenage children, Henry and Anna. For a year and a half, they bonded, especially Henry and his dog.
    But that was before the accident.
    The man, John, and Replay's favorite boy Henry were involved in a horrific car accident, likely the worst the sleepy Icelandic town had ever seen. John was killed on impact. And he was the lucky one.
    Henry suffered from severe brain trauma, the kind no one can recover from. He would be handicapped for the rest of his life. The family, shocked and heartbroken, agreed to move back to the States, where they hoped Henry would receive better healthcare and they could escape the painful memories.
    Unfortunately, they left without something. A small dog named Replay.
    At this point, Replay had already developed her methods of dreaming to escape reality. But even the energetic, persistent dog was devastated by her family abandoning her. She was just over two years old, still young and immature, but she had to learn to fend for herself. Her imagination grew more vivid, her dreams more powerful, and her survival instincts shone through. For almost eight months, she survived on her own. Until the humans dressed in white took her away.

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Family: "I only see them in my dreams."
    Konungur Dómi- Father
    Sintri- Mother
    Lady Frida- Sister
    Lady Eydis- Sister
    Lárus- Brother

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Crush: "None yet!"
    Replay doesn't have a crush yet.

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Mate: "Nope."
    Replay doesn't have a mate.

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Pups: "In my dreams!"
    Replay has never had pups.
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Postby eventer. » Mon Sep 23, 2013 10:54 am

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Recap- N/A
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News
The thread is open- September 22nd, 2013.
Accepting forms and reservations.

The thread is closed due to no open spots- October 1st, 2013.

Roleplaying has started- October 1st, 2013.

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Relationships
Lola has a crush on Denison.
Savion has a crush on HC, Replay, and possibly a third crush.
Spencer has a crush on HC, Echo, and Nali.
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