Post by `Gallows on Aug 18, 2010 14:38:04 GMT -5
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OOC Name/Nickname: Gallows, 'bob'
Calling: Ahzrukal
Age: Four years
Gender:Male.
Species/Breed:Domestic Dog. [Dutch Shepherd x Akita x Belgian Malinois x Alaskan Malamute x Great Dane x Shiloh Shepherd]
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Pelt/Hair color and length: Brindle, medium.
Eye color: Blue.
Build (height, weight, overall structure): Thirty inches. One hundred & Four pounds. Lean.
Detailed Description (or picture):
[/blockquote] [/blockquote]Listen closely, the Russian accent clings to his voice. It's light, not as heavy as his parents. The way he speaks always has a deep tone. The voice on him is deep and is normally set low, in a way of luring the females to him. You might look at his size and gawp, but really, it's not that large. There are much larger males than him. Besides, he's only 29 inches at the shoulder, what harm couldn't he do to you? So it's his legs that hold him up so high, long and lean legs, very much like a Borzoi. But he can assure you that there is not blood of a Borzoi in him, or so he thinks. It may make him look like he's on stilts most of the time, depending on how you look at him. Ahzrukal's chest is fairly deep, but it isn't broad, nor is it set to high. His neck isn't very long, but not very short, it's poportionate to the rest of his body. His head is the shape of a Shepherd, but has a more boxy look from the Akita genes. The stop on him is apparent, and it connects to a long muzzle. His ears are large, but not too large to make him look like a clown. If you've already noticed, the shade of his eyes are a dark blue. No, not 'icey' but more like the night sky only a bit darker. Ahz's tail is normally curled over his back, however, it's not a tight curl, a loose one where it can fall between his legs with a slight curl. Ahzrukal's fur is brindle, stripes of a golden brown, dark brown and even black are all over his body. Much like a Malinois, he has a white swirl on his chest. His fur is medium length, and fans our on his neck, giving him a cuddle-able look to him, teddy bear like. Then it flattens out until you get to his tail, where it's much like his neck. Overall, he's a fast and strong male.
º The þast Molds Who We BecØme º
History:
The cold, silent night. Two lovers huddled in the early spring, waiting for the heavily pregnant female to give birth. Already in labor, just nothing came until two hours had passed in labor. The brindle figure emerged, followed by a black. Then it stopped for another hour. The night seemed to last for hours, finally the hour was up and another brindle form was nestled by the mother's stomach. The last female arrived, small and weak. That my friends, if the beginning of hell. Indeed these pups would be graced by the devil, much like their parents. Ahz, the first born shoved everyone aside, and grew faster due to the food he gained. Then it was the black Juruk, almost as large and fat as his brother. Then Feodora, who had gotten over the sickness from when she was born, unfortunately, their greedy attitude made Mainten die at only two weeks old. It didn't really affect their mother; Akilina, all she really wanted were the two boys.
Let's skip forward to his first year. All he ate was other canine, their little family were feared most in that little abandoned town. It stayed that way, idiots attempting to befriend the creatures, brutally killed without question. Ahz was raised to be charismatic; Juruk to be the brawn; Feodora to be the punching bag. Ah yes, what a perfect family. Living like the king for two years, that was until his mother was killed by a gang of dogs, lead by their aunt. The reason for their aunt’s brutal attack was left unsaid, however it is suspected that she had been jealous of her sister’s success, but again, it is unknown. The two year olds fought, not wanting to meet the fate of their mother. The gang was overpowering, and they fled. The father ran with them and attempted to be the boss. Now, that didn't fly well with Ahzrukal. Ahz struck out, and the battle began, and was over within minutes, death by his own son’s canines. Juruk sat and watched, Feodora turned the other way, not wanting to watch, and holding back the urge to intervene.
The little group continued to wander around, ending up in LA after two years of moving. Oh the fuck with this place, the packs. Feodora went off on her own one night, ending her life only after being raped by a group. Neither of the males really cared, they let it go for she was just a useless pawn. The pair of four year olds now lived their life with ease. Juruk followed Ahzrukal for a while before turning to a pack.
Ahzrukal will make a name for himself, this is a fact.
Personality:
Ahzrukal. Oh there are many things to say about him, but we'll take it nice and slow. Ahzrukal has always been a very sneaky male, there is just no way to get around that. He knows how to get around without being seen or heard. For how large his is, you'd think it'd be hard not to be heard, but that is were you are wrong my friend. The way he moves around allows him to sneak up on his prey. Ahzrukal has a very odd appetite, though you wouldn't be able to tell that he eats other dogs. Why he eats them are all from his past. Adapting to eating only other dog has made him unable to eat other things. He'll throw up if you force him to eat something like rabit or cat. It's just not possible. He's proud of his ways and wouldn't change it a bit. Ahz doesn't fear anything, why should he? Some claim he's the spawn of the devil, others worship him, or they did until he ate them, what else would he do? Talk to them. No, but he does circle and talk to his prey before killing them. Old habits die hard. He only will kill if he's hungry, or pissed off. Though he's rather laid-back and prefers to watch battles then be in them. That is how he gains his intelligence. From watching the battles of others, he learns many things. Ahz is very charismatic, which explains all the one night stands he has. Let's face it, he's a ladies man. He'll do whatever it takes to get with them for a night. Thus, he's grown used to a small group of females constantly around him. They nicknamed him Ahzzie-baby, and he only allows the females to call him that. He's protective of the females around him, unless they pissed him off, so he'll either kill them or seriously wound them. He gives nicknames to females, often calling them 'Dollface, Baby, Darling.' For the males, 'Clownshoes.' Simple as that. Ahz grew up dominate, and will not tolerate others atempting to boss him around. One of the reason's why he never went into a low ranking, it's either high rank or none at all. When in a battle -which is rare- he can probably outwit you, considering he watches anyone fighting. The pissed off Ahzrukal is to be feared. Very very feared, if you're worth something to him or you just don't want to die, submit. He might let you live, just might. Wrong him once, you might get another chance...Just maybe.
º †here's No Place £ike Home º
Parents: Dead.
Siblings: Juruk - alive. Feodora -dead
Other Family: N/a
Friends: nope.
Half of the Island Character Resides: West.
Group:Si Insinua ?
Rank: associate.
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Where did you find us?My site, Falling Down V1. Which is in mm.
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RPG Sample:
This was the perfect place, the deep red sky that screamed beautiful yet dangerous at the same time. One of the most alluring places in Okano, but feared by the females who can’t fight for themselves. In the eye of a male, there was nothing wrong with preying on the un-expecting females. However, in the eye of this particular Great Dane, there was something wrong, deeply wrong that would only be fixed by severe punishment or death. A pink tongue slid over teeth, deep eyes staring at the surrounding area, the way the grass blew with every burst of wind, and how the sky gave the area an ominous feeling.
Black nose twitching slightly as the scent of another came wafting into her nostrils, yes, he could be scented before heard for the wind was blowing against the large female. Fallout shut her eyes, lifting her head slightly, secretly waiting for the male to approach, though to another it seemed she was completely unaware of what would seemingly become of her. How one would imagine her being stricken into submission, putting herself out to force-breeding, they would have it all wrong. She knew all too well what could happen in this part of the woods, as the term would go. As the soft sound of grass being crushed under heavy paws grew closer, ‘Chupadogra’ readied herself.
“…Hey there miss, what you be doin’ all the way out here by your lonesome..?” The deep voice came from behind her, “you ain’t looking for some company are ya’?” He paused, “Why of course you are, well here I am hunny bun,” The unnamed male said inching closer to her ear, not waiting for a reply from the female. Fall craned her neck around, fluttering her eyelashes at the Anatolian Shepherd mix, “Oh sir, you’re so flattering, and why don’t you join me in this sunset?” She replied, her voice light and innocent, as if she didn’t know this little game. Her eyes flashed at him, “Oh I think I will,” He cooed, the two of them stood up, circling each other. She rubbed her head against his neck, “I know why you’re here hun,” She said smoothly, “Oh…?” He simply said, “What is it then?” He countered. “You want me to put myself out for you, isn’t that correct?” She said, whispering into his ear. “Why yes…” The male said, nuzzling her merle neck. “Well too bad, say goodnight world,” She said, before snapping her head to his neck and twisting.
Releasing a pain-filled shriek, the Shepherd tried to pull back, only causing more pain. Her teeth gripped his esophagus, and it was over within a matter of minutes. Quickly done. Poor male thought he was in for a fling, what a shame to disappoint him. “Good riddance,” Fallout spat out the blood that had entered her jaws from the gaping hole in his neck. Her multi-coloured eyes looked around the area once more, her gaze landing on a male. She snarled at him, and he quickly scampered away, obviously he had seen the little ‘accident’ that had just occurred before his eyes.
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