Post by Constract on Mar 9, 2006 22:04:17 GMT -5
Applying Character: Constract
Character's Age: About 1 1/2
Gender: Female
Mate:None
-Left her mate.
Offspring: Genocide(M), Sitaria(F), Freezy(M), Astract(F), Genocide(M), Sencila(F), Restriction(M) and Alcon(F). All very newborns.
-They might not join?
Description / Personality: Thishellion would stare at you for a distance. Her golden lanterns would only blink once. Her muddy red mitts take her through the terra she was in. Her ego was large, and her temper was the same. Everyone will feel great if she came in, well, that's what she thought anyhow. Don't be fooled by her lame attempt to seduce you, even if it works. She would end to get into some trouble, but that has mostly faded away since she was a pup. {It's short.}
History: Her mother is Toxice, and her father was Genotics. But they left each other and Toxice went back with her old mate Knives, so Constract grew up with him. When she was a pup, she had a huge crush on Reaped, but they grew up and went seperate ways. She had a mate, but she left him because he left her with the pups.
Species:Hell Hound. (Not my fault. >>)
Desired rank and reason: Caretaker or Guardian. Well mostly, she has all of her pups to take care of her. She is only good for one thing; sitting and watching. She gets up ocasionally, but only in emergencies. Yes, she sounds lazy but she isn't.
Plus, she just needs a pack to help her take care of her and her pups. She is very weak now and has no where to go.
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.)
Constract was about to have her pups, and he had the guts to just leave her?! Great, just great. He just loves me! She thought to herself. And the first one was coming, and no one to be there to help her, oh yes... She was strong, but she had never had any pups. She wondered what it would be like... She wondered if it would feel good to see she created some of mini mes. Oh, just like her? Hopefully they had the same brain as her. No, that's harsh... They had very bad parents... Well, she knew she was a bad parent any ways. But that was just her opinion.
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around:
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you:
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?: She grunted, her feet hurt and her stomach ached. The blood was rushing from her head and many other places. Her front limbs were first to colapse, then her back ones. To death it would be, yes it would hurt the ones she loved. She would not suffer the pain for weeks and months. It would be better just to die and get it over with. The last attack was the last breath Conny took. A wolf layed there, dead and not moving at all.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you:
Conny licks her lips, the fresh beast was being feasted on in her presence. She slowly creeps towards the alpha, but does not take the meat. She stares at it for a long period of time before she wouldn't stand it any more. She formed her lips around a small piece of meat and ripped it off. She ran towards a corner and whimpered while swallowing the small piece of meat whole. She was sure she would be thrown out of the pack. It was better than starving to death atleast.
Character's Age: About 1 1/2
Gender: Female
Mate:None
-Left her mate.
Offspring: Genocide(M), Sitaria(F), Freezy(M), Astract(F), Genocide(M), Sencila(F), Restriction(M) and Alcon(F). All very newborns.
-They might not join?
Description / Personality: Thishellion would stare at you for a distance. Her golden lanterns would only blink once. Her muddy red mitts take her through the terra she was in. Her ego was large, and her temper was the same. Everyone will feel great if she came in, well, that's what she thought anyhow. Don't be fooled by her lame attempt to seduce you, even if it works. She would end to get into some trouble, but that has mostly faded away since she was a pup. {It's short.}
History: Her mother is Toxice, and her father was Genotics. But they left each other and Toxice went back with her old mate Knives, so Constract grew up with him. When she was a pup, she had a huge crush on Reaped, but they grew up and went seperate ways. She had a mate, but she left him because he left her with the pups.
Species:Hell Hound. (Not my fault. >>)
Desired rank and reason: Caretaker or Guardian. Well mostly, she has all of her pups to take care of her. She is only good for one thing; sitting and watching. She gets up ocasionally, but only in emergencies. Yes, she sounds lazy but she isn't.
Plus, she just needs a pack to help her take care of her and her pups. She is very weak now and has no where to go.
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.)
Constract was about to have her pups, and he had the guts to just leave her?! Great, just great. He just loves me! She thought to herself. And the first one was coming, and no one to be there to help her, oh yes... She was strong, but she had never had any pups. She wondered what it would be like... She wondered if it would feel good to see she created some of mini mes. Oh, just like her? Hopefully they had the same brain as her. No, that's harsh... They had very bad parents... Well, she knew she was a bad parent any ways. But that was just her opinion.
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around:
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you:
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?: She grunted, her feet hurt and her stomach ached. The blood was rushing from her head and many other places. Her front limbs were first to colapse, then her back ones. To death it would be, yes it would hurt the ones she loved. She would not suffer the pain for weeks and months. It would be better just to die and get it over with. The last attack was the last breath Conny took. A wolf layed there, dead and not moving at all.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you:
Conny licks her lips, the fresh beast was being feasted on in her presence. She slowly creeps towards the alpha, but does not take the meat. She stares at it for a long period of time before she wouldn't stand it any more. She formed her lips around a small piece of meat and ripped it off. She ran towards a corner and whimpered while swallowing the small piece of meat whole. She was sure she would be thrown out of the pack. It was better than starving to death atleast.