Post by [`surface] on Feb 4, 2009 19:06:25 GMT -6
PROGRAM
alias:
P r o g r am
age:
f o u r and a h a l f years
gender:
b a s t a r d
breed(s):
S h i l o S h e p h e r d x D i n g o C r o s s
height:
5'8 on f e e t
5 in a half hands high
weight:
140lbs
physical:
His skull dances in tan and cream allowing the colors to bleed threw his body, creating a sunset mix. Placing him in the forest he might just disappear from your site. His massive limbs are painted the colors cream. Glancing at his banner it too, painted ivory with a tint of bronze. Study carefully and you will see as the colors played upon his large build collide perfectly with one another. watching his maw speak colors of a tinted dark red will show on him.
Carfully placing your orbs on this male his build may seem like hes very fat, but indeed not. His muscles are are very well build when walking in the snow his heavy build presses his paw down leaving an excellent looking paw print. His ears may have seemed slightly larger then normal wolves but where he came from, that's how they were. His orbs played a vibrant blue on the horizon as all watched this newcomer walk.
(i have to re-color his eyes)
character:
Program is a natural-born leader. He instinctively knows when he should push a wolf to go further, or back off and let them figure things out for themselves. He always tries to be cautious, and will always do his best to take every contributing factor into account before making any decisions. In any situation, if things start getting rough, he will naturally take charge without thinking, even if he isn't the leader of the group he is with at the moment.
He is always kind to his friends and pack mates, and treats everyone with the same amount of respect, whether they are Beta or Omega. That is, he treats them as if they were equals (although he is smart enough to know to submit to the Alpha). He hates it when others show him submission because of his position, and feels that the pack should treat him with the same respect they treat each other with.
Most of the time, he is very calm, level-headed, and understanding. However, sometimes he gets a nasty temper, especially if something seems unfair or unjust to him, or if someone is hurting one of his pack mates. When he is extremely angry, which is rare, then almost nothing can stop him.
history:
Wasn't really anything too interesting, he was born an Alphas son. Soon later his mother Adearah died, giving birth to him and his brothers. Before fully leaving them to fend, their sister came. As time got shorter and older, their sister became a spitting image of their mother of what their father told them and she was protected with the strength of the Alphas children, she never grew to be four. Dieing at the age of 2 and a half, of a disease that was new to the area the whole pack went into a state of depression.
After all the stories spread threw the forest Forsaken couldn't help Memory's death. He got up and left the pack,being the strongest Alpha Heir he gave up looking for another place to settle and claim his new home, not wanting to have a leader position, just a new home he soon became enraged and went to the dark side, now looking for someone to break the heart of ice he holds.
relations: unknown
out of character name:
Bound to Change for now { p R O G R A M }
role play example:
age: 17
where'd you find us?:Miami
experience:almost N I N E years
alias:
P r o g r am
age:
f o u r and a h a l f years
gender:
b a s t a r d
breed(s):
S h i l o S h e p h e r d x D i n g o C r o s s
height:
5'8 on f e e t
5 in a half hands high
weight:
140lbs
physical:
His skull dances in tan and cream allowing the colors to bleed threw his body, creating a sunset mix. Placing him in the forest he might just disappear from your site. His massive limbs are painted the colors cream. Glancing at his banner it too, painted ivory with a tint of bronze. Study carefully and you will see as the colors played upon his large build collide perfectly with one another. watching his maw speak colors of a tinted dark red will show on him.
Carfully placing your orbs on this male his build may seem like hes very fat, but indeed not. His muscles are are very well build when walking in the snow his heavy build presses his paw down leaving an excellent looking paw print. His ears may have seemed slightly larger then normal wolves but where he came from, that's how they were. His orbs played a vibrant blue on the horizon as all watched this newcomer walk.
(i have to re-color his eyes)
character:
Program is a natural-born leader. He instinctively knows when he should push a wolf to go further, or back off and let them figure things out for themselves. He always tries to be cautious, and will always do his best to take every contributing factor into account before making any decisions. In any situation, if things start getting rough, he will naturally take charge without thinking, even if he isn't the leader of the group he is with at the moment.
He is always kind to his friends and pack mates, and treats everyone with the same amount of respect, whether they are Beta or Omega. That is, he treats them as if they were equals (although he is smart enough to know to submit to the Alpha). He hates it when others show him submission because of his position, and feels that the pack should treat him with the same respect they treat each other with.
Most of the time, he is very calm, level-headed, and understanding. However, sometimes he gets a nasty temper, especially if something seems unfair or unjust to him, or if someone is hurting one of his pack mates. When he is extremely angry, which is rare, then almost nothing can stop him.
history:
Wasn't really anything too interesting, he was born an Alphas son. Soon later his mother Adearah died, giving birth to him and his brothers. Before fully leaving them to fend, their sister came. As time got shorter and older, their sister became a spitting image of their mother of what their father told them and she was protected with the strength of the Alphas children, she never grew to be four. Dieing at the age of 2 and a half, of a disease that was new to the area the whole pack went into a state of depression.
After all the stories spread threw the forest Forsaken couldn't help Memory's death. He got up and left the pack,being the strongest Alpha Heir he gave up looking for another place to settle and claim his new home, not wanting to have a leader position, just a new home he soon became enraged and went to the dark side, now looking for someone to break the heart of ice he holds.
relations: unknown
out of character name:
Bound to Change for now { p R O G R A M }
role play example:
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Would be the first noise you could hear exploding in the hallway. Then you could see a massive shadow pause by the door and swift sound of a nose sniffing the entry way. A slight thud could be heard against the door as the door slowly made its opening. The first thing that entered the room was a massive sized paw. Bigger then any german breed. Now he wasn't fat he just happened to be well, built. Being a stranger never bothered any of the females he ran into. They all dropped and went after him. Knowing that there wasn't just him that all females bowed down to he rather didn't care. That just meant more competition. The next thing that dared enter the room as the same femme that was thinking WAS his stunning strong looking long snouted face. He smiled as he eyes peered threw and sniffed the room and paused coming across a black femme.
He waited a bit before he decided to say anything, he pulled the rest of his body into the room, he didn't mind being alone in a room with a fea, that could lead him to where all the others resided. [i]young..[/i] he thought to himself, it wasn't everyday that he spotted a young fea alone. Oh the things he could do to such one alone. But he wasn't going to get into that thought. Just making her like it for the rest of her life was what he did best. He just didn't pick femmes left and right to show them what they miss. Only ones of a certain age that he knows has parents that weren't mated, he was proud of what his member made them feel. A small clear of the throat and he would speak.
[i]ehhemm[/i] would be said out loud but not placed into his context.
[b][color=red]What's a young girl like you doing along in the Scrapers?[/color][/b]
He said to her with a glint in his mixed colored eyes (not in pic they are a mix of orange and blue) He smiled and closed the door a bit and sauntered over to her and placed his rump on the ground and waited for her to answer. He had all day with femme.
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age: 17
where'd you find us?:Miami
experience:almost N I N E years