Post by Sasha on Aug 13, 2010 13:10:54 GMT -5
º ßasics º
OOC Name/Nickname: Talls
Calling: Sasha
Age: 2
Gender: female
Species/Breed: Mutt (A collie/golden retriever mix)
º I §ee you £ooking at me º
Pelt/Hair color and length: Her fur is a light yellow, gold looking color, much like a golden retriever’s that hangs low and shaggy like a rough collie.
Eye color:Amber brown
Build (height, weight, overall structure): Sasha is 22 inches high and weighs about 120 lbs.
Detailed Description (or picture):
º The þast Molds Who We BecØme º
History: Sasha was one of the newer dogs to join the lab testing. She was born to a wealthy family who loved and cared for her deeply. But they were careless, letting her wonder around on her own on and off their estate.
Found wondering around when was taken to the labs. Being treated the way she was in her old home, she quickly trusted the white coats, trying to lick their faces and such, as any friendly, happy dog would do. She was not happy however when they locked her up. She whined and pawed at her cage for days before giving up and turning her back to the door of her cage, merely looking around at the wall and turning only when food was given to her.
A few weeks before the explosion, they began testing on her a new drug that was suspose to help ease the pain of the dog while they administered something to her. Long story short, it didn’t work. She was in great pain for three days after that and they didn’t use her since.
She was lucky to escape the explosion. One of the white coats was pulling her out of her confinement when it happen. The white coat let go of her, she fell and she ran. It wasn’t until she felt the last of the heat of the fire leave her did she turn around and watched. When the fires died, she began looking for a pack, afraid of being alone again.
Personality: Sasha is a intelligent dog with a big heart. She does not wish to hurt anyone but if you hurt someone close to her or hurt her directly, she will hurt you back. She can become aggressive and she does tend to have mood swings due to the drug they administered to her in the labs. Sometimes, Sasha will act like the child she one was. She will bark and jump around chasing things that are and aren’t there.
When it comes to her pack, she is very worried. She has little to no skills that can help the pack and she is afraid to fall into an omega status. She knows that if she does fall there, she is as good as gone. She can’t control her mood swings and she knows that they will kill her if she acts out. She is also worried about becoming an alpha or beta, afraid that she wont be able to protect her new family if that were to happen. But one thing she is firm about in her mind is, she has to learn, in order to stay.
º †here's No Place £ike Home º
Parents:Mother: Dutchess: 6 years old; unknown location
Father: Trenton: 5 years old; unknown location
Siblings: has three other siblings who’s locations are unknown
Other Family: Her pack
Friends: again, her pack
Half of the Island Character Resides: Eastern
Group: Henka
Rank: Subordinate
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RPG Sample: Sasha awoke quite suddenly, lifting up her head with a jurk, disturbing the ash that had settled on her. She looked around, her nose buried in the dirt. She smelled the rubble, she smelled the smoke. It made her sneeze and some ash flew into her eye. She whined softly and began to rub her eye with her paw, wiping her face. She began to growl as she grew frustrated rubbing harder. Finally, she just gave up. Keeping that eye mostly closed, she looked around. The sky was filled with ash. It was falling down like snow, landing in her fur and on the ground around her.
The dog then stood up, shaking to allow the ash to flutter to the ground. Sasha tilted her head to the side to allow herself to hear well. She heard nothing.
“Hey! Anyone out there?!” There was no response. Sasha hung her head for a moment only to hear barking in the distance. She raised her head again, listening hard. She thought they were responding to her, but she couldn’t be sure. She began to move, calling out over and over to see if they would respond again. They did, and Sasha picked up her pace. Soon she was yelling, running as fast as she could. They were getting closer, responding to her. Her heart swelled. She wasn’t as alone as she thought.
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