Post by stupidify on Mar 10, 2006 0:04:28 GMT -5
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Basic Information
Applying Character: Stupidify
Character's Age: 2.5 years.
Gender: Male.
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Description / Personality: None - New Character - In the process of creating
History: None - New Character - In the process of creating.
Species:Mackenzie Wolf
Desired rank and reason: Omega / Subordinate (want to start from bottom and work way up, yes yes)
Roleplay portion
Roleplay samples from past logs:
(One post minimum from past logs is required. Then pick at least two scenarios from below to respond to. The more logs and examples shown, the better off you'll be.)
(1)
Martyre. Whelpen, one ready to start anything had given devious smirk to sire 'n dame at same moment as he had actually stopped gapping. Ears flicked atop of dome, lobes instantly directed forth as skull twisted to dames. Snout pushed against twisting tail of dame, jaws suddenly turning agape to snap at it playfully. A Puppish cackle erupted from jaws, tail swinging wildly behind rear of the small thing. Four ligaments remained beneath embodiment ready to pounce sire at anymoment. Such a playfull thing he was when he shouldn't be, yet, he had attitude when it game to his games. And yes, they were his games. Snout wiggled as skull snapped towards sire, evil glare given as he lunged towards snout of Ruinter attempting to lightly snap down as if playing his own hunting games. Martyre was used to playing by himself, and this would not stop him either now that he had a parent to play with.
(2)
Martyre. Whelpen male twisted about as paw thumped upon his tail "Aww, Mum!" slightly whining, yet that devioius grin still wrestled labrums. Wiggling rump down, skull glanced uptwards Darktide, eyes squinted as the grin turned even more devious then before. "Hello....thingy" evil chuckle erupted from esophogus as Martyre went to go jump upon the rump, yet being held down by dames paw. yelp was emitted forth before he rested down, rolling upon side and curling into a ball. Jaws attempted to clamp upon dames 'wrist' joint to get himself released. He just wanted to play! Lobes pinned back, evil howling grunts erupted from slightly agape jaws.
(3)
Martyre. Whelpen male curled into ball soon gnawing upon himself after recieving fwap from dame. Grunt escaped jaws before gnawing at his tail...no wonder it was so loose of hairs, mostly flesh visible from it. Soon after though, entire embodiment wiggled about, clouded emeralds closed over as skull bobbed against the ground rubbing back and forth "Yummy Yummy Yummy I got puppies in my tummy and only god knows where theyve been! Oh Baby baby baby you dont know what you mean to me so tasty and sweet!" cackles loudly erupted from the young rascals mouth as he burst into sheepish laughter. Swiftly, he scooted away from dame, tumbling forward against own paws and landing on spine before tilting skull to look at Injury with one of his stupid looks.
(4)
Martyre. Rolling upon spine, Martyre found perfect chance. Making a mad dash towards Darktide, skull had lowered as Mart mad dashed towards the wolf. All four ligaments pushing as hard as they could as he ran up the small side of the rock and attempts to headbutt hind leg. If he had gotten Dark, then Mart would cackle and jump off of the rock, if he missed, well that would be a different storry of what would happen. Either he'd bounce off and fall off of the rock, or Dark would just move and he'd run right past. Lobes lowered as he got closer, skull comming down more as the hyper whelp attempted to get a faster speed.
(5)
Martyre. Clouded emeralds glowed, "Look ma! I got 'er!" Instantly dashing over towards Dark, Martyre slipped upon the rock a few times before actually make it up. His eyes widened "And look! I did it in one try!" Once again, Marty started up his song of Yummy Yummy, but this time it changed from puppies to mummies friend. Lobes pricked forward as he came down to nip at Darktides shoulder wondering if he'd actually done anything. Grin emerged as he was satisfied for the time being. Tail swung high to and fro pendulistically. {Sorry its short D:}
(6)
Martyre. Whelp tumbled down the rock "Oi!" Scoff erupted from jaws as Marty sat at the edge of the rock. Evil glare came from squinted eyes. "Evil...thing" Slowly, Marty, for once, twisted about 'n hid amongst the rocks. Pouty look came upon visage of the young male. Yeah, sure, ruin his ego. Why so young?!. Anyway, Tail curled against snout as if trying to hide behind it. Though, Marty was good enough to show off a good pout otherwise he'd be in for it by now with some other pups he'd met. At least he used to get his way every so often, now he wouldnt be so sure. Giving it a try, eyes closed over before giving pouty sounds
(7)
Genetics. Lobes twisted within sockets before comming back to reality. Eyes blinked, brightness returning from gloomy colours as imagination returned from the dead. "llo..." Gen returned speaking bluntly. Eyes closed over, yawn escaping labrums once again. Tail flicked before Gen lay down, he was getting there, old enough to croak in some ditch and no one would notice. Oh well. All four ligaments rested beneath emboidment, hiding from the world, skull held into the air just barely hovering atop of rock that bastard lay again {Sorry its short}
(8)
Genetics scrambled up upon rump once again rather swiftly after snorting waters. Though rather quickly did Gen notice that something had him pinned...somewhat. His tail had been stuck, and for that matter, punctured. GOdamnit! he muttered to himself as he .. attempted... to twist about though failing miserably. Tail tip flicked about in slight aggrivation before getting an odd idea. Spike infested spines shoved back towards the seemingly overgrown pup though stopping short distance. Only attempts to scare the thing shitless probably would fail miserably. Then again, it'd all depend if it came forward at the same time. Oh, Well, Harikan might have a fit over that. Lobes plastered down upon dome, though growl was not emitted. Gen wasn't in the mood to cause anything, but just wanting his own freedom {Lmao, I think thats my biggest post so far}
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around:
Stupidify yawned while resting upon grounds. Lobes twisted to and fro upon dome of male, tail swinging freely behind males rear. Pure snow pelt shivered as beast lifted upon rump. Damn, he was bored. Murkey eyes soon lifted from ground looking towards the smell of a beast nearby. Scanning area, Stupidify grunted before pushing upon ligaments. Skull was lowered as he slowly made his way towards the smell. Ah, there it was, a stupid beast attempting to trespass. Only question was, how would Stupidify rid himself of this male. Trotting faster towards blacklisted creature, jaws laying agape while tongue lolled to one side. Sudden push of hind legs forced behemoth into faster speed towards the side of blacklisted creature. Jaws were again, no warning comming towards it. Sure, if Stupidify was fast enough, he'd grasp hold of beasts shoulder. And if so, skull would attempt to push the other down by pressing roughly against it. (Cha, sucks ass)
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you:
Stupidify cocked skull to the side. A threat? A verbal one at that. Pfft, ok. If they wanted to take it like that then so be it. stupidify would not take it to heart as such wording meant nothing to him. At that matter, Stupidify wasn't that stupid (regardless of his name) to actually concider wording. Skull just merely cocked downwards, shoulders jutting from either side of spine. Eyes closed over as no expression was given forth to insulting creature.
You are in a fight and your end looks hopeless. The only options that are available to you are death or submission. What do you choose?:
Stupidify's attempt to battle this one out was hopeless. He'd been in it too long and was losing, miserably. Not only would he not win it, but he'd refuse to submit. Chest heaved of the bastard, lobes remained pressed back. Submission was not on the mind, and Stupidify would fight to the death regardless of the matter or the cause would be of the outcome. It was in his blood to fight, and regardless of what anyone said, Stupidify was not one to give up and take off with tail tucked between legs.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you:
Stupidify groaned. Belly pressed against the ground as the alpha fed upon kill. Damn, he was hungry. Lobes pressed back as oral appendage licked dentals and labrums. Slight whines erupted forth in hopes to be acknowledged and let in for at least a small bite to satisfy a bit of hunger. Of course, it might not happen, then again it'd be his fault for not eating for many a days. Tail curved against hind ligament, tip tapping slowly in anticipation. Lower whines grumbled forth from esophogus of the bastard, murky eyes scanning the carcass over and over again.
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Basic Information
Applying Character: Stupidify
Character's Age: 2.5 years.
Gender: Male.
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Description / Personality: None - New Character - In the process of creating
History: None - New Character - In the process of creating.
Species:Mackenzie Wolf
Desired rank and reason: Omega / Subordinate (want to start from bottom and work way up, yes yes)
Roleplay portion
Roleplay samples from past logs:
(One post minimum from past logs is required. Then pick at least two scenarios from below to respond to. The more logs and examples shown, the better off you'll be.)
(1)
Martyre. Whelpen, one ready to start anything had given devious smirk to sire 'n dame at same moment as he had actually stopped gapping. Ears flicked atop of dome, lobes instantly directed forth as skull twisted to dames. Snout pushed against twisting tail of dame, jaws suddenly turning agape to snap at it playfully. A Puppish cackle erupted from jaws, tail swinging wildly behind rear of the small thing. Four ligaments remained beneath embodiment ready to pounce sire at anymoment. Such a playfull thing he was when he shouldn't be, yet, he had attitude when it game to his games. And yes, they were his games. Snout wiggled as skull snapped towards sire, evil glare given as he lunged towards snout of Ruinter attempting to lightly snap down as if playing his own hunting games. Martyre was used to playing by himself, and this would not stop him either now that he had a parent to play with.
(2)
Martyre. Whelpen male twisted about as paw thumped upon his tail "Aww, Mum!" slightly whining, yet that devioius grin still wrestled labrums. Wiggling rump down, skull glanced uptwards Darktide, eyes squinted as the grin turned even more devious then before. "Hello....thingy" evil chuckle erupted from esophogus as Martyre went to go jump upon the rump, yet being held down by dames paw. yelp was emitted forth before he rested down, rolling upon side and curling into a ball. Jaws attempted to clamp upon dames 'wrist' joint to get himself released. He just wanted to play! Lobes pinned back, evil howling grunts erupted from slightly agape jaws.
(3)
Martyre. Whelpen male curled into ball soon gnawing upon himself after recieving fwap from dame. Grunt escaped jaws before gnawing at his tail...no wonder it was so loose of hairs, mostly flesh visible from it. Soon after though, entire embodiment wiggled about, clouded emeralds closed over as skull bobbed against the ground rubbing back and forth "Yummy Yummy Yummy I got puppies in my tummy and only god knows where theyve been! Oh Baby baby baby you dont know what you mean to me so tasty and sweet!" cackles loudly erupted from the young rascals mouth as he burst into sheepish laughter. Swiftly, he scooted away from dame, tumbling forward against own paws and landing on spine before tilting skull to look at Injury with one of his stupid looks.
(4)
Martyre. Rolling upon spine, Martyre found perfect chance. Making a mad dash towards Darktide, skull had lowered as Mart mad dashed towards the wolf. All four ligaments pushing as hard as they could as he ran up the small side of the rock and attempts to headbutt hind leg. If he had gotten Dark, then Mart would cackle and jump off of the rock, if he missed, well that would be a different storry of what would happen. Either he'd bounce off and fall off of the rock, or Dark would just move and he'd run right past. Lobes lowered as he got closer, skull comming down more as the hyper whelp attempted to get a faster speed.
(5)
Martyre. Clouded emeralds glowed, "Look ma! I got 'er!" Instantly dashing over towards Dark, Martyre slipped upon the rock a few times before actually make it up. His eyes widened "And look! I did it in one try!" Once again, Marty started up his song of Yummy Yummy, but this time it changed from puppies to mummies friend. Lobes pricked forward as he came down to nip at Darktides shoulder wondering if he'd actually done anything. Grin emerged as he was satisfied for the time being. Tail swung high to and fro pendulistically. {Sorry its short D:}
(6)
Martyre. Whelp tumbled down the rock "Oi!" Scoff erupted from jaws as Marty sat at the edge of the rock. Evil glare came from squinted eyes. "Evil...thing" Slowly, Marty, for once, twisted about 'n hid amongst the rocks. Pouty look came upon visage of the young male. Yeah, sure, ruin his ego. Why so young?!. Anyway, Tail curled against snout as if trying to hide behind it. Though, Marty was good enough to show off a good pout otherwise he'd be in for it by now with some other pups he'd met. At least he used to get his way every so often, now he wouldnt be so sure. Giving it a try, eyes closed over before giving pouty sounds
(7)
Genetics. Lobes twisted within sockets before comming back to reality. Eyes blinked, brightness returning from gloomy colours as imagination returned from the dead. "llo..." Gen returned speaking bluntly. Eyes closed over, yawn escaping labrums once again. Tail flicked before Gen lay down, he was getting there, old enough to croak in some ditch and no one would notice. Oh well. All four ligaments rested beneath emboidment, hiding from the world, skull held into the air just barely hovering atop of rock that bastard lay again {Sorry its short}
(8)
Genetics scrambled up upon rump once again rather swiftly after snorting waters. Though rather quickly did Gen notice that something had him pinned...somewhat. His tail had been stuck, and for that matter, punctured. GOdamnit! he muttered to himself as he .. attempted... to twist about though failing miserably. Tail tip flicked about in slight aggrivation before getting an odd idea. Spike infested spines shoved back towards the seemingly overgrown pup though stopping short distance. Only attempts to scare the thing shitless probably would fail miserably. Then again, it'd all depend if it came forward at the same time. Oh, Well, Harikan might have a fit over that. Lobes plastered down upon dome, though growl was not emitted. Gen wasn't in the mood to cause anything, but just wanting his own freedom {Lmao, I think thats my biggest post so far}
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around:
Stupidify yawned while resting upon grounds. Lobes twisted to and fro upon dome of male, tail swinging freely behind males rear. Pure snow pelt shivered as beast lifted upon rump. Damn, he was bored. Murkey eyes soon lifted from ground looking towards the smell of a beast nearby. Scanning area, Stupidify grunted before pushing upon ligaments. Skull was lowered as he slowly made his way towards the smell. Ah, there it was, a stupid beast attempting to trespass. Only question was, how would Stupidify rid himself of this male. Trotting faster towards blacklisted creature, jaws laying agape while tongue lolled to one side. Sudden push of hind legs forced behemoth into faster speed towards the side of blacklisted creature. Jaws were again, no warning comming towards it. Sure, if Stupidify was fast enough, he'd grasp hold of beasts shoulder. And if so, skull would attempt to push the other down by pressing roughly against it. (Cha, sucks ass)
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you:
Stupidify cocked skull to the side. A threat? A verbal one at that. Pfft, ok. If they wanted to take it like that then so be it. stupidify would not take it to heart as such wording meant nothing to him. At that matter, Stupidify wasn't that stupid (regardless of his name) to actually concider wording. Skull just merely cocked downwards, shoulders jutting from either side of spine. Eyes closed over as no expression was given forth to insulting creature.
You are in a fight and your end looks hopeless. The only options that are available to you are death or submission. What do you choose?:
Stupidify's attempt to battle this one out was hopeless. He'd been in it too long and was losing, miserably. Not only would he not win it, but he'd refuse to submit. Chest heaved of the bastard, lobes remained pressed back. Submission was not on the mind, and Stupidify would fight to the death regardless of the matter or the cause would be of the outcome. It was in his blood to fight, and regardless of what anyone said, Stupidify was not one to give up and take off with tail tucked between legs.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you:
Stupidify groaned. Belly pressed against the ground as the alpha fed upon kill. Damn, he was hungry. Lobes pressed back as oral appendage licked dentals and labrums. Slight whines erupted forth in hopes to be acknowledged and let in for at least a small bite to satisfy a bit of hunger. Of course, it might not happen, then again it'd be his fault for not eating for many a days. Tail curved against hind ligament, tip tapping slowly in anticipation. Lower whines grumbled forth from esophogus of the bastard, murky eyes scanning the carcass over and over again.
