Damian (WIP)
Feb 26, 2016 17:04:11 GMT -7
Post by Duchess on Feb 26, 2016 17:04:11 GMT -7
Name:Damian
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Eye color: Hazel
Species/breed:Dog, Basenji/Border Terrier Mix
Allegiance: Neutral Evil
Coat Colors: A white base coat with black spots on his back with a brown face and various other brown markings.
Physical Build: (+2 sentences)
Picture: (optional)
Personality: (+4 sentences)
History: Damian came from a place where it was kill or be killed. He grew up long after the humans had vanished from sight. Although, he decided not to do either. He refused to be killed, smarting his way out of anything and everything. Although, he didn't want to kill anyone either. That was too dangerous. There would have always been someone to track him down for killing that certain someone. His mother had also abused him throughout his life, thinking she was helping him build a pain tolerance. Using his wits one last time, he escaped to live a better life.
Sample Post: (First character only +6 sentences) Damian raised up his thin maw to cry out in pain. He felt the blood begin to swell from the fresh wound, while the rest leaked out the crimson liquid slowly. His mother barked a nasty snarl. "Shut it, you pathetic mutt! How are you going to look threatening if you cry about the pain?!" To rebuke him, she lunged forward and closed her own thin maw around his, biting harshly. A whine slid out, but his mother didn't hear it. It was too faint. She released him, but he wasn't ready to receive another bite. Instead, he turned on her, snapping his jaws again and again at her. She smiled.
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Eye color: Hazel
Species/breed:Dog, Basenji/Border Terrier Mix
Allegiance: Neutral Evil
Coat Colors: A white base coat with black spots on his back with a brown face and various other brown markings.
Physical Build: (+2 sentences)
Picture: (optional)
Personality: (+4 sentences)
History: Damian came from a place where it was kill or be killed. He grew up long after the humans had vanished from sight. Although, he decided not to do either. He refused to be killed, smarting his way out of anything and everything. Although, he didn't want to kill anyone either. That was too dangerous. There would have always been someone to track him down for killing that certain someone. His mother had also abused him throughout his life, thinking she was helping him build a pain tolerance. Using his wits one last time, he escaped to live a better life.
Sample Post: (First character only +6 sentences) Damian raised up his thin maw to cry out in pain. He felt the blood begin to swell from the fresh wound, while the rest leaked out the crimson liquid slowly. His mother barked a nasty snarl. "Shut it, you pathetic mutt! How are you going to look threatening if you cry about the pain?!" To rebuke him, she lunged forward and closed her own thin maw around his, biting harshly. A whine slid out, but his mother didn't hear it. It was too faint. She released him, but he wasn't ready to receive another bite. Instead, he turned on her, snapping his jaws again and again at her. She smiled.
