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Post by hossluver on Oct 20, 2011 0:39:17 GMT
 Narseen [/font] ------4 • female • canine • Border Collie • Tempest Pack------[/center] PERSONALITY | [/font] There's no telling what she'll do. She's a little thing, but makes up for it. She is energetic (she's a Border Collie...), but is not your usual bouncing off the walls. She means serious business. She's very quiet, and very intelligent, and grew up a rough in the streets. For all she's concerned, she's a Great Dane or a Husky. She likes hanging around the "big dogs", and likes to think of herself as important. She is rather serious, but can sometimes be a user of sarcasm, however apart from that she doesn't really have a sense of humor.
Being a Tempest, she despises cats. She's very bold when it comes to them, and being quick and speedy, she'll taunt any big cat and attack any small one. The only big cat she's slightly afraid of is a cheetah; she relies mostly on her speed and agility to outface the big cats. She's somewhat territorial, and likes her space, but she's friendly with most other dogs. She's fairly modest, and doesn't try and act like she owns the place, but she can be snarky if you really annoy her. Little dogs either annoy her to hell or she's best friends with them. She's very black and white with little dogs; they have to be quiet or else she'll go crazy.
• likes | running, hanging around bid dogs
• dislikes | all cats, being teased
• goals | to kill a big cat, get into a high ranking position
• fears | being ignored, or exiled
• strengths | speed, intelligence, personality
• weaknesses | ambition, touchiness, irritable
• mental disorders | none
APPEARANCE |[/font] She is a lean framed, athletic little dog. She is not terribly small, but she is not on the large side, standing at just under two feet at the shoulders. She has black and white fur, with a white ruff and legs, and a white blaze up her nose that splotches to one side. She has large pointy ears, and long legs, and a fairly long silky tail. Her fur is medium length, and not as long as some Border Collies. She has little paws, and a small muzzle, and fairly muscular shoulders and hindquarters. She has keen light brown eyes and a few black spots on her underbelly.
She carries herself like a dog of high rank, with her head high, although she doesn't act dominant. She's always trying to make herself look tall and imposing, and bigger than she really is, which she does quite successfully.
• height | 21 inches
• weight | 45 lbs.
• fur colour | black and white
• eye colour | light brown
• scars | --------
• noticeable features | her blaze, and large ears, she also wears a faded green, thick fabric collar
• physical disorders | ------- HISTORY | [/font]
She grew up with a family, and was trained as a sheep dog before her owners became sick. She lived on a farm by herself with a flock of twenty sheep to take care of. Her owners never were able to get cats because she would attack them. So, it was her, her people and the sheep, and nothing made her happier. She lived mostly outdoors, and her life mostly consisted of taking care of the sheep and catching frisbees.
When the virus came, she was suddenly left on her own. She took care of the sheep until a group of dogs found her, and with a heavy heart they ate the sheep and moved onwards. That was how she came to discover that the human race was dead, and it was also how she found herself in the Tempest Pack. When the fighting between the cats and the dogs began, she was right in the heat of it, but never was in a proper fight. She was always the one distracting the big cats while the bigger dogs came up and attacked. Her real ambition was to take on one of the nasty things by herself. Someday...
• season born | Spring
• place of birth | Idaho
• family | --------
• memorable events | death of humans, joining the Tempest Pack
SAMPLE | [/font] Does this still have to be my first app? I REALLY don't want to write a sample for her.....
• link to image of character | farm3.static.flickr.com/2107/1581624726_349e7ad1b6.jpg
• where did you find CR? | --------
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Post by hossluver on Oct 20, 2011 0:40:52 GMT
 CAPTAIN JACK [/font] ------4 • male • feline • cougar • loner------[/center] PERSONALITY | [/font] Er...let's think. Well, firstly, he's not a pacifist, that much should be cleared up PRONTO. However, he does not believe that death and blood is the only answer. If you ask him why he's on his own, he'll say that he's too sexy for all of them. If you were to summarize his character in one sentence, the sentence would be this: "Flirts with everything that moves." 'Tis his nature. However, he's not gross....just irritating.
Really though, he's a nice dude. He's talkative, and adventurous, and if you're nice to him and don't care about flirtatious characters, then you'll have a right good buddy by your side. He's brave, and intelligent, though this particular characteristic is often hidden by a veil of manliness. However, when you get to know him, he'll chill out and be a normal cat. He's got a halfway decent sense of humor (or at least, HE thinks he does), and can be quite charming when he wants to be.
His thoughts on the rivalry is somewhat neutral. It really depends on the situation. He's not a fan of the smaller canines, as he finds them to be extremely irritating and a rather tasty snack. If he's going to get along with any creatures that aren't felines, then they'll be the bigger dogs. Domestic, wolves, and occasionally coyotes. If they're friendly , he'll be friendly. As for cats, he's cool with almost any kitty that comes his way, except lions, because he often insults them because he thinks they are the ugliest creatures ever....except lionesses...certain ones.
• likes | climbing, talking, running
• dislikes | swimming, being silent
• goals | to be loved 
• fears | being unnoticed
• strengths | intelligence, climbing, speed
• weaknesses | hunting, swimming, silence
• mental disorders | define "disorder", mahaha none.
APPEARANCE |[/font] He's not overly large, and is pretty average for a cougar. He's got a rather dark "stripe" down his back and his tail is fairly chocolatey in color. He has large paws, and a well proportioned head. His ears are normal in size, and one is tan on top, while the other is nearly black. He has mellow golden amber eyes, and a creamy white chest. He often has an expression that seems almost like he is smirking at you. His eyes are black lined, and it travels down his muzzle, which is mostly dark brown, except the area around his mouth, which is white. In general, he is sandy colored, with fairly long legs. He is a limber, athletic frame, and has very good balance. However, his ears are not as sensitive as most cats, so he doesn't often realize how noisy he is; a problem for hunting, but he gets along alright. He has an extremely sensitive sense of smell.
• height | 3'6"
• weight | 140 lbs.
• fur colour | tan
• eye colour | amber
• scars | zip
• noticeable features | his tail, eyes and ears, and the cocky grin always plastered on his face.
• physical disorders | hearing...not deaf, just not as sensitive as he should be. HISTORY | [/font] Jack was born in a zoo. He doesn't remember captive life extremely well, but he does remember that he had a very good life. He had lived in a zoo, though it's exact name and location was vague to him. However, he had not been in the type where chicken was laid out on silver platters for him. They had released prey into their enclosure so that they could hunt. Jack had been named because of the cheeky look that always seemed to be hon his face, and his masters always said it made him look so "Human". And Jack just seemed fitting.
To impress his friends, the flirtatious youth had often referred to himself as "Captain Jack", because he had often heard that term used with his particular name. (Whether or not he was named for Captain Jack Sparrow, or Captain Jack Harkness, you'll have to decide for yourself). He was the youngest in his litter, but that never deterred him. When the virus hit, the zoo became a madhouse. Animals desperate for escape, as their living conditions deteriorated. With the help of his mother, Jack and his siblings were able to escape the enclosure, but whether or not his mother escaped is still unknown to the cat, and it is the main reason he chooses to live on his own. He wishes to remain free to wander as he pleases, rather than confined to a territory so that he can search for his mother.
Ever since his escape, he has been on his own. Most of his siblings joined the Lexis Tribe or the Iris Pride, but he alone remained neutral, free to live out his life as he pleases. Despite his somewhat sentimental background, he is confident his parents survived, and it is a simple manner of finding them.
• season born | June
• place of birth | A Zoo (name unknown)
• family | Mother: Rose - (missing), had three siblings
• memorable events | The death of human race, and escaping the zoo.
SAMPLE | [/font] Jack had recently found himself single....once again. Actually, when he thought about it, he had actually never been anything but single, but he always made an "effort" to charm the ladies. Sometimes they'd remain interested for a bit, but usually (as the last one had) they giggled, swished their tails in his face, and then he vanished. He always made sure that he was the one to break it off...or else it would not be by choice, and Jack would have none of that.
The limber cat acted like he was a youngster, but he was a full grown adult mountain lion. He sauntered along at a leisurely pace, his ears flicking this way and that, listening to the sounds of life all around him. However, it was his nose that kept him alert. All sorts of smells filled his nostrils, some nice, and some not. The faintest smell of a bear lingered in the air, as he walked along the trail, but it was stale; at least three or four hours old. His mouth watered at the smell of a few rabbits, probably hiding in the bushes at the moment, but he wasn't very interested in hunting right now. Hunting...why was it that he was so bad at it? He was always a skinny bloke, because he didn't eat enough. Sure, he managed, but he was far too clumsy. He wished he were a jungle cat; he was a silent killer in the trees, or anything he climbed.
However, he was not in the forest, nor was he in a canyon. No, he was in a city. The bushes of which he had spoken were overgrown shrubbery, once neatly contained by the people that lived there. The city was now a desolate wasteland, but a great place to be a cat. The majority of the food had either been eaten already, or had decayed beyond edibility. However, there was an abundance of crows, pigeons, and various scavengers....that all made tasty meals.
• link to image of character | browse.deviantart.com/resources/stockart/animals/mammals/wild/?qh=§ion=&q=cougar#/d3l6ni1
• where did you find CR? | I was advertising my own site on here actually xD and then I was like "Whoa, this is cool!"
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Post by hossluver on Nov 26, 2011 5:17:38 GMT
 PLUTO [/font] ------3 • female • feline • Siamese/American Shorthair • Lexis Tribe • Hunter------[/center] PERSONALITY | [/font] Slightly skittish when you first meet her, that might be because of her size though...she's a tiny little thing, but she's got great spirit. She's not entirely a pacifist, but she thinks that the whole fighting thing is incredibly stupid. She just doesn't get it. Her size however, is no measure of her personality. She's bright, good natured, and loves a joke. She doesn't mind dogs so long as they don't lick her too much. She hates dog slobber. However, some of her best friends are dogs, and she lives with them, so she's happy as can be with her canine companions.
You will most likely find her everywhere. She never stays in once place. Her goal is the travel across the entire world in fifteen minutes. One moment she'll be at the Fairgrounds, the next moment, the Airport. Sometimes she slips into the country, and sometimes she's hanging out at the boats. She never stays in one place. She likes climbing trees, and she likes swimming, and if she could she'd like flying. She's the sort of cat that would do everything on the planet and outside the planet if she could. She's fabulously curious about humans and their incredible intelligence, and almost misses them. However, she enjoys the wild life.
You will rarely catch her sleeping. She can be rather irritating because she has a tendency to disappear at random. She's talkative, which can be annoying to many. She's friendly, but is slightly hypocritical in the sense that she gets irritated by little things, such as excessive mewling, talking, or barking when she's trying to think about something or listen to something, while she is often the source of great irritation among her Tribe Mates.
• likes | talking, climbing, swimming, just about everything
• dislikes | cats and dogs under two months, sleeping
• goals | to travel the world, and to go a week without sleeping
• fears | being shut up, or being unable to run/travel
• strengths | energy, intelligence, sociable
• weaknesses | talkative, sometimes rude, impatient
• mental disorders | none
APPEARANCE |[/font] She is a small, lean little cat with incredibly bright blue eyes. Her fur is coarse as she lives outside twenty four seven, and it is fairly thick in the winter, allowing her to remain comfortable through many cold winters. Her ears are pale grey, and normal in size, and her face is white, but striped with darker grey tabby markings. Her body is totally white, but for a slight grey-ish stripe down her spine, and her tail is white with dark gray ringlets, and darkens to nearly black at the tip of her tail. Her legs are also grey striped, and the stripes pale to a creamy brown at the top of her legs before dissolving into the snowy white fur. Her paws are white, like she's wearing little tiny mittens, but it's mostly on her toes, but her back legs look more like socks. She has bright blue, intelligent eyes and a slight, muscular frame from moving constantly.
• height | 10-11"
• weight | 9 lbs.
• fur colour | white and grey tabby
• eye colour | blue
• scars | -----
• noticeable features | her markings mostly, and her bright blue eyes.
• physical disorders | ------ HISTORY | [/font] Pluto was born into a world of terror and fear. Her mother had been a barn cat for a family, but when Pluto and her sister and brothers were born, the humans were dying. They were abandoned when their people tried to escape the disease, driving off into the distance and the family of cats would never hear from them again. Luckily for Pluto, her mother was an excellent hunter, and was able to supply her hungry litter with milk, and later meat. Pluto grew up, and learned to hunt on the farm, until a pack of dogs moved in. Late in the day, they were forced to flee from the dog's biting teeth, chased for almost a mile.
After that, the family scattered, and most of her dark grey and black family moved into the Iris Pride, or chose to wander. Pluto moved somewhere entirely different. She sought out the Lexis Tribe. She had no interest in fighting, and she wanted it to stop. Also, the safest place for her to be (being extremely conspicuous) was among larger, peaceful animals. So the Lexis Tribe was the place for her to be. She has no intention of ever seeing her family again, but she doesn't mind - she enjoys her new life.
• season born | Spring
• place of birth | A farm outside Hexasol
• family | ------
• memorable events | Being chased from her home by a dog pack and joining the Lexis tribe.
• link to image of character | www.flickr.com/photos/apperceive/4829157538/• where did you find CR? | -------[/blockquote] [/blockquote] [/blockquote] |
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I REALLY don't want to write a sample for her.....