Post by Taini on May 17, 2008 20:49:02 GMT -5
Genera Infromationl
Name: Takeo
Age: 3 years
Breed: Akita Inu
Species (Cat Dog): Dog
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Personality(150 words):
His specie is enough to dictate his personality. Akita Inu is warrior dog originating from Japan. They are known for their assertive protectiveness over pups of their pack and will fight to the death. Some humans even rely on the animal to protect their children. Although they may be the greatest protector, they can be very aggressive. Only a strong master can wield an Akita Inu; Akita Inu needs an owner who can put them in their place, and they will always test the waters of who is the dominant in the relationship. With their dominating attitude, Akitas are known for betrayal and turning on their owners because they were weak. In their eyes, it’s the survival of the fittest, and the weak must die off to let the strong rule.
Naturally, Akita Inu is a bundle of muscles with the ferocity to kill a dog with internal and external bleeding. He wouldn’t hesitate to show is power and strength to claim whatever he please. If that means to rape a strong pregnant dog to have strong children, then so be it. Takeo desires to be on top with a strong lineage to carry is gene forever.
Not only is he aggressive with a split personality, he is also loyal to his family, pack, with pure devotion. Takeo will risk his own life out of protection.
History(150 words):
Takeo was a blind-seeing eye dog for a gentleman name Harvey Phillips. The dog was highly train to care for his master, who wasn’t as weak as he seemed. Harvey knew how to put the dog in line with kindness and discipline. In return in gratitude, Takeo was his sole protector from any troubling human who dare try to steal from him and other dogs. Sometimes he didn’t even have to raise his lips in a snarl; his dominant scent of power and malice was enough to back dogs off, while his glares were enough to push away older humans. Living with Harvey was heaven; he gets to care for him and his grandchildren that visit often. One time he wasn’t there for his owner when he needed him; while Takeo was outside in the backyard with the grandchildren, Harvey had a heart attack.
Takeo’s future was clouded with unknown answers. The parents of Harvey’s grandchildren left him there as they also mourned over him, but not as much as Takeo. In pure depression and anger at himself, he was kept outside. The next morning he woke up in a cage, and that’s when his life was a living hell. Takeo was now a star dog of dog fights. Unlike the others, he was highly intelligent with the world around him, and was stubborn at the start. Takeo only did anything out of reasoning. The unknown filthy men that captured him will yell a demand to enter the ring, but he didn’t. There weren’t any purpose or pride to step inside, nor was it welcoming. It smelt of filthy animals, filthy humans, alcohol, and feces. For weeks, Takeo wasn’t fed food or water, but trapped in a cage that taunted him mentally, while watching the fights. He would watch how the strongest dog will gain praise, while the other may be on the ground dead or severely injured. What did the victorious gain? Food, Luxury, and Respect. That was enough for Takeo to obey.
For years he had won every battle, while biting the hand the feeds him as a constant reminder of who in charge. They may have fed him, but Takeo was the reason they had money, and the dog knew it. This made the dog more unwanted by the moment for his dominating nature in bullying the humans. The relationship was far opposite with Harvey. The days of abuse and fighting to live made him forget about the past, while focusing on murdering and attacking the humans in pure rage. The inu soon hated the life and wished to be free. His prays were answered with the wipeout of humans, and now a new beginning was born.
Other Info.
Roleplay Example(200 words):
A white bushy flag waved to a fro as Taini trotted happily with her prize in her mouth, food. The task to get riled the blood in her veins; the dog danced with leaps as she tossed her prize in the air and caught it in her blood coated muzzle.
It was pure bliss how her fangs dug into the furry scruff followed by a yelp. The body was flung helplessly like a sheep. Taini closed her eyes with a chuckle. She heard a low growl, and it gave her chills. The same growl made the opponent quiver down into a submissive position and gave up the meat she stole earlier.
"That will teach her", Taini stooped down on the floor to lay down. The sweet taste of victory was enough to fill her empty stomach. Her fangs dug into the flesh and shook it apart with ease.
"The taste of pure victory, it never taste any better," another chunk was swallowed, but something made her stop.
The meat was caught in her throat when she heard....a distant whimper. Her tall ears twitched for the location; her instincts kicked in to get up instantly. The whimper was small, but it would take an idiot to not notice the cries of fear and hunger. Almond brown eyes shifted to a bush; the wildness died down to one of compassion. Taini gave a low response back.
The pup crotched lowly to Taini with flat ears and whimpers during the crawling. The coal black nose snorted as the muscular white body stood; the pup was about to run back, but the chunk of meat flung to its paw was convincing enough to stay.
....Pups and this cursed soft spot.
Name: Takeo
Age: 3 years
Breed: Akita Inu
Species (Cat Dog): Dog
Image:
Personality(150 words):
His specie is enough to dictate his personality. Akita Inu is warrior dog originating from Japan. They are known for their assertive protectiveness over pups of their pack and will fight to the death. Some humans even rely on the animal to protect their children. Although they may be the greatest protector, they can be very aggressive. Only a strong master can wield an Akita Inu; Akita Inu needs an owner who can put them in their place, and they will always test the waters of who is the dominant in the relationship. With their dominating attitude, Akitas are known for betrayal and turning on their owners because they were weak. In their eyes, it’s the survival of the fittest, and the weak must die off to let the strong rule.
Naturally, Akita Inu is a bundle of muscles with the ferocity to kill a dog with internal and external bleeding. He wouldn’t hesitate to show is power and strength to claim whatever he please. If that means to rape a strong pregnant dog to have strong children, then so be it. Takeo desires to be on top with a strong lineage to carry is gene forever.
Not only is he aggressive with a split personality, he is also loyal to his family, pack, with pure devotion. Takeo will risk his own life out of protection.
History(150 words):
Takeo was a blind-seeing eye dog for a gentleman name Harvey Phillips. The dog was highly train to care for his master, who wasn’t as weak as he seemed. Harvey knew how to put the dog in line with kindness and discipline. In return in gratitude, Takeo was his sole protector from any troubling human who dare try to steal from him and other dogs. Sometimes he didn’t even have to raise his lips in a snarl; his dominant scent of power and malice was enough to back dogs off, while his glares were enough to push away older humans. Living with Harvey was heaven; he gets to care for him and his grandchildren that visit often. One time he wasn’t there for his owner when he needed him; while Takeo was outside in the backyard with the grandchildren, Harvey had a heart attack.
Takeo’s future was clouded with unknown answers. The parents of Harvey’s grandchildren left him there as they also mourned over him, but not as much as Takeo. In pure depression and anger at himself, he was kept outside. The next morning he woke up in a cage, and that’s when his life was a living hell. Takeo was now a star dog of dog fights. Unlike the others, he was highly intelligent with the world around him, and was stubborn at the start. Takeo only did anything out of reasoning. The unknown filthy men that captured him will yell a demand to enter the ring, but he didn’t. There weren’t any purpose or pride to step inside, nor was it welcoming. It smelt of filthy animals, filthy humans, alcohol, and feces. For weeks, Takeo wasn’t fed food or water, but trapped in a cage that taunted him mentally, while watching the fights. He would watch how the strongest dog will gain praise, while the other may be on the ground dead or severely injured. What did the victorious gain? Food, Luxury, and Respect. That was enough for Takeo to obey.
For years he had won every battle, while biting the hand the feeds him as a constant reminder of who in charge. They may have fed him, but Takeo was the reason they had money, and the dog knew it. This made the dog more unwanted by the moment for his dominating nature in bullying the humans. The relationship was far opposite with Harvey. The days of abuse and fighting to live made him forget about the past, while focusing on murdering and attacking the humans in pure rage. The inu soon hated the life and wished to be free. His prays were answered with the wipeout of humans, and now a new beginning was born.
Other Info.
Roleplay Example(200 words):
A white bushy flag waved to a fro as Taini trotted happily with her prize in her mouth, food. The task to get riled the blood in her veins; the dog danced with leaps as she tossed her prize in the air and caught it in her blood coated muzzle.
It was pure bliss how her fangs dug into the furry scruff followed by a yelp. The body was flung helplessly like a sheep. Taini closed her eyes with a chuckle. She heard a low growl, and it gave her chills. The same growl made the opponent quiver down into a submissive position and gave up the meat she stole earlier.
"That will teach her", Taini stooped down on the floor to lay down. The sweet taste of victory was enough to fill her empty stomach. Her fangs dug into the flesh and shook it apart with ease.
"The taste of pure victory, it never taste any better," another chunk was swallowed, but something made her stop.
The meat was caught in her throat when she heard....a distant whimper. Her tall ears twitched for the location; her instincts kicked in to get up instantly. The whimper was small, but it would take an idiot to not notice the cries of fear and hunger. Almond brown eyes shifted to a bush; the wildness died down to one of compassion. Taini gave a low response back.
The pup crotched lowly to Taini with flat ears and whimpers during the crawling. The coal black nose snorted as the muscular white body stood; the pup was about to run back, but the chunk of meat flung to its paw was convincing enough to stay.
....Pups and this cursed soft spot.