Post by legend on Aug 2, 2012 16:37:00 GMT
BABYFACE
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6.5 years Old • Female • Canine • Dhole • Lexis • Rank
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PERSONALITY |[/font]
Baby is such a sweet thing that it's hard not to instantly love her. She truly is good right down to her heart and every bone in her body. It would take a whole lot of encouragement and bribing to ever get her to engage in any sort of violence or confrontation and even then it's likely she'd back down. She does have a fear of small spaces, known as Claustrophobia, in which she makes known to those around her. She also hates being within large crowds or around too many animals at once. It confuses her and allows for her Anxiety to act up. Her anxiety attacks are rather mild but they still happen and leave her in a dazed panic that lasts for a few days even after she realizes what has happened. She's very sensitive and emotional but it's simply her compassion and great appreciation for things that makes her this way. She hates seeing anything go to waste or being ignored. The beauty of the world is a gift to her that so many take for granted.
She is extremely laid back and handles things at her own pace. If someone attempts to upset her, they have to work rather hard because she doesn't get her feathers ruffled very easily. Most of the time she looks at the world through a pair of rose tinted glasses and thinks everything is wonderful but she doesn't ignore the fact that the war is raging on. In all honesty she's sort of a hippie going around for world peace. She will do anything she can to help others and to open up her large heart for those in need. In a way she has mothering instincts but she is somewhat of an innocent child herself. It makes it hard to break bad news to her or to explain terrible things without upsetting her. She is brave and willing to die for those she loves. That goes into her attachment issues. She becomes easily attached to anyone who is genuinely nice to her and she will hold their friendship dear to her heart until they screw up but even then she's extremely forgiving. She is a bit of a hopeless romantic too but she's never been given the right chance with love.• likes | singing, lightening storms, swimming, hunting, being alone, felines, peace, the dark
• dislikes | crowds, violence, small enclosures, silence, those who judge, humans
• goals | to find her parents, to stop the war
• fears | enclosed areas, guns, humans, violence
• strengths | stamina, speed, intelligence, laid back attitude
• weaknesses | anxiety attacks, deafness, large heart, naive thinking, forgiveness, gentle soul, need to help others
• mental disorders | Anxiety disorder, Claustrophobia, Attachment Disorder
APPEARANCE |[/font]
Baby is rather large for a female and especially one raised in captivity. Part of this is simply because they kept her well fed, but also because she doesn't come from a long line of incest. Her family was bred from several different zoos and none of which allowed for inbreeding due to the side affects that come from that. She was healthy at birth and although she is not malnourished and bony, she still shows signs of better healthy than those who came straight from the wild. Her fur is always dirty and matted with some sort of burrs or foliage but she attempts to clean herself every so often. She has begun to look rather feral and the wilderness has taken it's toll on her. Her once chestnut colored coat is now a creamy mixture of tans and deep reds that never ever seem glossy like they used to. She has cream patches under her stomach and on the insides of her legs as well as under her neck and chin. The tiip of her long fluffy tail is black.
She has long but sturdy legs that carry her slim but muscular figure around and her paws are extremely massive. She never fully grew into them but her size is accounted for. Her tail is long and bushy and slightly curls at the end, while her ears constantly stand erect. She has a long muzzle with a wide face and broad features. Her dark liquid brown eyes are enchanting. The scar above her eye is rather noticeable but is slowly growing more fur back. The bullet hole will always be there though, taking such a large chunk out of her and drawing more attention than she wants.• height | 19 inches
• weight | 40 pounds
• fur colour | red and white
• eye colour | dark brown
• scars | above right eye, bullet hole in left ear
• noticeable features | her eyes, bullet hole
• physical disorders | partial deafness in left ear
HISTORY | [/font]
Baby was born into a litter of five from a wonderful set of parents. While their lives in captivity were boring, they learned the things they needed and she herself took a liking to hunting. It was her gift, or at least that's what her mother told her. She had a greater instinct than the rest for hunting down prey and although she hated taking something's life, she didn't ever allow it to suffer. Her brothers were always supportive and helpful, sort of giving her special treatment for being the only girl. They adored her and once she out grew them, she could join in their rough housing and their fun. When Gabriel and Azrael were killed off by some unknown illness it took a toll on the family. They were devastated and Rory began to go a little insane. It wasn't until Michael died that she went off the deep end. The zoo keepers noticed her madness and simply transferred Rory and Cage to another zoo for a different breeding program. (While Baby is unknown to the fact that they died during their transfer, she still attempts to find them now that she's free.)
Being stuck in captivity by herself with her only living brother Raziel, she had to watch him slowly deteriorate. He descended into madness just as fast as her mother had and soon he was attempting to kill himself. He showed signs of aggression towards the zoo keepers, hoping to be killed like Michael but they simply ignored it. This was around the time that the Virus swept over the city and when the world started losing it's sanity so did everyone in Hexasol. One day when the zoo keepers started dropping dead, they attempted an evacuation and during the chaos the cages were unlocked. It was some sort of accident caused by a fleeing keeper who had died right on the keyboard control center, pushing every unlock button with his body pressure. What a coincidence but no one questioned it once they were escaping from their cages. Raziel attacked a nearby keeper who simply shot him repeatedly and then began to flee.
Baby in an attempt to avenge her brothers murder, ran to attack the keeper but was shot by another from behind. She fled the zoo in panic and realized the hole in her ear and her partial deafness by the next week. She began living by herself and learning the ways of the world around her until she finally joined the Lexis and declared it her goal to end the war and save her parents.
• season born | spring
• place of birth | Hexasol zoo
• family |
parents;CagexRory
siblings;Gabriel,Azrael,Raziel, &Michael
• memorable events |
- Abusive zoo keeper
- Gabriel & Azrael dying from mysterious illness as pups
- Michael being Euthanized due to aggression at age 1
- Cage and Rory being transferred to another zoo
- Raziel attempting suicide, unsuccessfully
- The virus sweeping over the city
- The zookeepers accidentally setting the animals free
- Raziel going mad and attacking one of the healthier humans
- Raziel being shot down.
- Baby getting shot in the ear, becoming partially deaf
- Escaping into the city and attempting to survive
- Joining the Lexis Tribe
SAMPLE | [/font]
Twinkle, Twinkle, little star. The voice crooned in her jumbled mind as she walked among the fading tomb stones. Her dark amber eyes unable to settle on a single object within her surroundings but only because she knew she was being followed. There was no doubt in her mind that the sounds within the graveyard were not just caused by her alone so she simply began to hum to herself. The voice in her head was not completely her own but it was loud enough to seem as though it belonged there. So she simply listened to it as it went verse by verse and amused her with its simple lullaby. A crooked grin held up her kissers, making her look as though the fact that someone had chosen to trail behind her was normal and undoubtedly amusing. In a way she was only playing along with their game but little did they know that they were prey.
“No one likes a failure, Fell. Right now you seem to lack the ability to follow your target in silence,” She rumbled loudly as she turned on her paws and waited for her sibling to finally show his presence. Unless this was her lowly sister following her she could only assume the familiar scent belonged to a family member. Her mother would never dare following her out on a night like this and her father would’ve done a much better job of concealing his presence. In hopes of being able to take her confusion and anger out on the brute, she could only hope it was Fell after all.
Why couldn’t I have been the only child? The thought crossed her mind so often that she sometimes wondered whether Alastar thought the same thing. He rarely paid attention to anyone but herself or her damned whore of a mother who would one day be gone in a flash. That day would make Anastasia unbelievably happy beyond any of her wildest dreams. The day she won over Alastar’s full affection and complete attention. It was something she yearned for every single day but was unable to earn due to the fact that he had far too many distractions. If only she could get him alone and prove to him that she was the only thing needed to make him proud and the only one capable of it.
“I’m surprised you even had the balls to come out here like this. It’s unlike you to ever have the nerve to do anything besides let other’s walk all over you,” Her vulgar words rolled off her tongue in a flash as she snapped at the thin air. No one stood before her and yet she wanted so badly to lash out and take a hold of something. The nearby tombstones would only create pain and damage her jaws if she attempted to use them as her punching bags. Digging her claws into the thin dry dirt she flattened her ears against her cranium and gave a low growl. “Afraid of the dark, Fell?” A wicked grin spread across her maw in a matter of minutes.
• link to image of character | Click
• where did you find CR? | Risking It All
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