BROADWAY && 72nd STREET [post away!]

by truckthewolf 6/27/2010, 12:47 am

Cold rain splashed down violently onto darkened streets, two canines squaring off as the rain picked up and the temperature took a steep plummet. Occasional flashes of light beaming from cars made the alley glow. With every passing car, a new scene emerged of the two brutes; and watching closer, a dark crimson color began to stain muzzles and wet, matted fur, drenching the sidewalk as the fight was just beginning to escalate.
The war has started.

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by EmmaRosa 6/27/2010, 12:51 am

BROADWAY && 72nd STREET [post away!] 2zq64xg

"In efforts to soar above our nature, we invariably fall below it."
-Edgar Allan Poe.

Hierarchy

* Alpha; Highest Ranking Position. They have control over the entire pack and make the final decisions on everything.
* Beta - Second Highest Ranking. They fill in for the alpha when away and if the alpha was to die, they would be appointed next. They have the ability to challenge the alpha if the pack decides he is unfit for the position.
* Gamma - Third Highest Ranking. They take over the beta's position if they are ill, away or happen to die. Don't have as many responsibilities as the Beta and Alpha.
* Omegas - This section includes all of the members of the gang who aren't an Alpha, Beta or Gamma.
Alpha's have the power to denounce a Beta or Gamma's status if he discovers a legitiment reason. He also has the ability to appoint a new canine to the position in his/her place. A Beta is the only one who has the power to 'challenge' the alpha. This consists of the Beta having legitiment proof and the voted approval of the pack to remove the alpha from power.
There is only one canine every position and when they choose a mate, if they ever do, their mate doesn't acquire any power. They are more respected by the pack for their status but they have no control over the pack and cannot take over their mate's position. Any pups of the Alpha, Beta or Gamma cannot take the position by bloodline either. They must work their way up like every other member of the gang.

Initiation

*Initiation is the way canines are accepted into the gang and prove their loyalty.
*The method used by our gangs is; The canine is assigned a specific task which often puts their life in some type of danger. If they can complete the task, they are granted into the gang.
*True loyalty is further gained by a canine depending on what all they do in the gang. Such as; Fighting, Protecting territory or another member, etc.
The only time a canine isn't required to go through initiation is if their parents were members of the gang and they were born into it. However, Exceptions can be made by the alpha if one of their parents happened to become distrusted by the gang.
``We've decided for the members who join at the opening of this roleplay, we don't require them to go through the initiation process. Since, we're expecting to be taking in several canines at once to get the roleplay started. Those who join later on, it will be expected for them to go through initiation but you can ask when you post your form to not have to roleplay out the initiation process.

Standards

* All gang members must wear something to display their loyalty.
[Ex; A bandana with the sign/color, a necklace, bracelet, ring, tattoo, etc]
* Respect must always be shown to those of a higher ranking than your canine. [Remember, they have the power to exile you from the gang.]
* Members always have each others backs. If you see another in your gang being attacked, you are obliged to help them.
* You are never allowed to be associated with another gang, especially your major rival. Being caught can lead to being killed or exiled from the gang.
* Going outside of your gang territory, most likely means your crossing into anothers. Try to stay inside of your marked area at all times - unless your going to pick a fight / are told to do so.
'Punishments' are always given by the alpha of the gang. They can range anywhere from being exiled to having other members of the gang hunt you down for severe disloyalty. Don't worry though, small offenses are often ignored by an alpha. A canine would have to get into some deep trouble before worrying about any punishment or consequences.

Extra

* The gangs are located in lower New York City.. The name used in the titles of the gangs represent what specific area they are from.
* Brooklyn Height Kings[BH-K]; Sign is a king's crown and their color is deep red.
* Lower East Side Toxins[LES-T]; Sign is a biohazard symbol and their color is a neon green.
* The gang's territory is connected only by the Brooklyn Bridge.
* Members can be any type of canine. This includes; Wolves, Domestic Dog Breeds, Foxes, Wild Dogs, etc.
* Odd colorings and accessories are allowed. In fact, we actually encourage you to add necklaces, bandanas, piercings, hair dye, etc. Just don't make it too tacky.

*I understand about 'writer's block' sometimes, but please no one-liners. Have detailed, almost-always a paragraph, posts.

*Remember, when talking to each other out of the Rp. Use ( ), [ ] or OCC//:.
* Be Original && Have Fun! Abide by all the rules of TWIG! Also, You must wait for your form to be accepted before you begin to Rp!

by truckthewolf 6/27/2010, 1:24 am

NOTE: Im attending a summer program which limits my use of a computer the entire work week. I most likely wont be on at all between late Sunday and late-ish Friday, depending on when I get out. So if you post/try to join and I dont accept right away or add you up, thats why. I'll catch up on the weekends. If you join and your form is correct, I'm going to ask EmmaRosa to give you the okay to RP. Thank you so much for understanding!

BROADWAY && 72nd STREET [post away!] 14092199

BROADWAY && 72nd STREET [post away!] 14092199

The BH-K's territory is fairly large, mostly because they dont share the area with any other gangs and have obtained most of the Brookyln Heights for themselves. Their territory runs from the beginning of Atlantic Avenue, deep into the Heights towards the Academy of Music, which is it's deepest point. It continues alone Lafayette Avenue then up Washington Avenue and ends at where the Upper New York Bay splits between the Hudon and the waterfront. The shape resembles a square, leaving out the oddly-shaped waterfront. Deep within the Heights lies a large, unacompanied junk-yard that lies just behind Myrtle Avenue, this is where the BH-K gang resides. The gang makes their dens and homes within old abandoned cars or boxes, pulling couches and chairs out of the rummage to make a place they can call home. The infamous BH-K crown shows it's face all over the junkyard as well as territory marks and hunting/fighting spots.

Alpha//
Maxamillion “Cache” [Male] - truck

Beta//

Gamma//

Omegas//
Raiden "ScarFace" [Male] - UchihaGirl1135

Gavyn "Gav" [Female] - kindro

Molten [Male] - shadowsowner888

Arizona "Mazie" [Female] - truck

Thatcher "Thatch" [Male] - Newms

Desmond [Male] - Horsey

Form for BHK;;

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by EmmaRosa 6/27/2010, 1:53 am

BROADWAY && 72nd STREET [post away!] Elbkhv

Their territory is in the shape of an odd triangle, between East River Drive, Dalancy Street and Bowery. This gives the gang plenty of territory to roam through, which you'll find their sign painted everywhere. The actual place these wolves call their 'own' is a fairly - sized, abandoned warehouse near the bank of the river. There's no roads passing close by it and grass has covered any pathways there was in the past. Inside, there's several large empty crates and their symbol painted everywhere, considering it once was a biohazardous factory. The empty crates are used as makeshit dens for the canines and the size of the building leaves plenty of space to roam. After adapting to this home, the gang earned it's name partially from this place.

Alpha
Gabrielle "Gabe"
Maned Wolf. Played by EmmaRosa.

Beta

Gamma

Omegas
Emma Rosa
Finnish Spitz Mix. Played by EmmaRosa.
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Dejavu
German Shepherd. Played by Horsey.
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Mercedes "Mercie"
Dire Wolf Descendant. Played by Kindro.
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Leafe
Wolf/Huskey Mix. Played by LittleToes.
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Fotia
Wolf. Played by Mrs. Jessi O'Shea.
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Thunder.
Siberian Huskey. Played by PheonixFlames.
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Sherry
Wolf. Played by The Newms.

Form for LES-T ;;

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by truckthewolf 6/27/2010, 2:00 am

I've been let loose and now I'm crawling up the wall,

Name;; Maxamillion “Cache” [CASH]
Gender;; Brute
Gang;; BHK - Leader

Word is: I got away and now I must be caught

Breed;; Borzoi + Irish Wolfhound Mutt
Description;; Cache shows obvious body structures from both his Borzoi and Irish Wolfhound heritage.
Structure;;
His head is fairly large and muscular. His muzzle is long and has a large bridge from his borzoi parent. His bottom jaw is slightly longer than it should be, probably a result of the odd breeding pairing, and added to this he also has a few over-hanging teeth. He has a sweet and gentile face and over all look to him with a furry and shaggy jaw and cheeks. He would normally have two upward standing ears, but due to an accident, his right ear is set in an always flat position. His neck is rugged and fluffy, as well as his very, very broad chest. The drop from his chest to his breastbone is very deep, also from his borzoi parent, that then lifts up and a steep incline towards his waist. He has steardy, rough shoulders that support long and muscular legs for running. At the ends of his ankles, he has tufts of fur that drag, just a few inches long. He’s hind is long and also broad, with heavy and bulk back legs; long hocks, short shins, and large paws finish off his hind features. The same tufts of fur also hang from his hind ankles also. Last, his tail: His tail is long and well, shaggy to say the least. Fully extended, its about the size of his back, and to the top of his neck.
Markings;;
Keep in mind his main coat color is a rich, light chocolate color.
Starting with his nose, it’s a dark, dark coal gray. From there, his muzzle is 3 colors: Dark gray, light ash gray, and white. Around his nose is white, and the color extends across the bridge of his nose, then under his eye, and around to his cheek bones. The white then goes up to the back of his neck, and down, blending in with a light gray down the middle of his neck. The light gray starts where the white ends around the nose, and just goes in a strait line down his muzzle across each side to blend with white on his neck. The dark gray now, covers his entire bottom jaw. This color extends down his chest, and then underbelly, but moves up as it reaches the base of his chest where white covers his entire belly and under-chest instead of the gray. On top of the gray gray on his ribcage and under-chest, is a dark chestnut color that’s smeared upward to the middle of his ribcage to the crease of his shoulder blades. So looking at him in a side view, you’d basically see the three colors, white, dark gray, and chestnut, in a horizontal line going up his underbelly.
His entire shoulder blades are the base coat color, but as you get further down it starts to fade into a light ash gray, which extends from his elbow, around the back and front of his arms only, not the middle, down to his ankles. His toes are the same dark gray, and the tufts of fur from his ankles are white.
His hind legs are a bit different, though. His hocks are mostly covered in the same chestnut brown, then turn into the dark gray, which runs from his ankles to his toes, except the two sides ones, which are a light gray. The light gray starts at his two side toes, and runs around the back of his feet, and to the back up his ankle. The tufts again are white.
Last, once more, his tail; The back of his tail is chestnut. This color runs down its ‘spine’ and then forms a ring around his tail, about ¾’s way through. From the chestnut, the ring then goes dark gray, white, and ends at the top with dark gray once more.
Accessories;;
Cache doesn’t have an obnoxious amount of add-ons, but enough to show where his loyalty lies.
First, a thick-banded studded color. It’s a dark, dark coal with light silver spikes. Over that, there are 2 chains. From one is a deep red pendant hanging, and from the other is a small symbol: A cross with a circle on top. Over it all, but not covering anything except the back, is a black and dark red bandana, hung and tied loosely over neck. From the ends of it, frayed red strands of string hang. In his right ear, there are 5 small studs, which are all connected by a small red chain. Lastly, on his right paw holds a ‘Brass-Claws’. It basically has the same idea to be as brass knuckles. Over the claws, there are little caps, which strengthen any blows made. The caps are all connected by small, but sturdy chains around each of the paw pads and through his toes. The chains all connect at the back of his ankle where a slightly thick plate is placed. The plate then has another chain wrapped around to the front where a large bar is, the same thing as normal Brass knuckles, to heavy a blow and protect his weak spot.
“Brass Claws” idea and makeup © to truck. Do not use without permission; PM me. (:
Personality;; Cache is normally very social and ready to give. Though, he loves to be the center of attention and would push anyone down who tried to take the spotlight with some of his own sly and devious moves. Around certain dogs Cache is known to act like the big shot, flaunting anything anyone takes an interest in, normally strutting around with his head high, but always tail low for some reason. Cache takes gang-life and loyalty very seriously, and he would not hesitate punishing anyone who he thought was questionable. Cache can also be quite the player if put in that situation, though he really doesn’t think too much of it.
But, don’t let his bad features get the best of you; if you’ve slipped to his good side, he’s also known for being generous, and a very romantic individual. He has good leadership skills and acts wise when need-be. Nothing can and will ever stop him from proving his love and loyalty to his group or… current mate.

I'm going crazy and I've been awake for days

History; Born to a Borzoi mother and Wolfhound father, Cache grew up with them for the first year of his life, though with no siblings. His father was a known traitor of the Kings, back when he actually belonged to the group. Rebellious growing up, Cache soon found himself at the paws of the old leader’s paws, willing to join. Though, the previous leader was not in any way stupid, and knew about his fathers past. So, his initiation task? Kill his father. Sick and untimely, Cache agreed and surprisingly succeeded, entering the gang as a despised omega at age 3.
Eventually ganging ranks, he finally was given the Alpha position and now stands where he is today.
Other Information;
His torn ear was actually done by his father when he was younger, when he got a big too agitated by the pup and grabbed hold of him by his ear, shaking fiercely. The movement left his ear permanently flopping and tattered, though fur has grown in and almost concealed all holes.

My flatlined inhibition is my ammunition; I'm just fighting to get by.

© The Cab – One Of Those Nights, lyrics.

by EmmaRosa 6/27/2010, 2:09 am

I don't want to change the world,,
Name; Gabrielle "Gabe"
Gender; Male
Breed; Maned Wolf
Gang; Lower East Side Toxins

I just want to leave it colder.

Description;[Be specific about all the details on your canine. Remember to include their bandana, wristband, etc that has the color and sign of their gang.]
Gabriele has a strong yet slender figure with long legs, which is common for Maned Wolves. His base coat is a deep red color and black covers all four of his legs and his muzzle, along with a small spot on his shoulder. A cream color paints his tail, underbelly and underneath his jaw. Between his two large ears, starts a black mane, which looks like that of a horse's, and ends at the base of his neck, between his shoulder blades. When it falls to the side, it barely covers his eyes and it never grows past his shoulders. Normally though, his part is down the middle, having his hair falling messily to each side of his neck. His eyes are a deep green color, which stand out against the color of his pelt.
Gabe is always seen with a variety of different accessories and such he's acquired over time. A set of brass knuckles is on his right paw and a plain black bandana is worn around his neck, with the neon green symbol of his gang. Underneath the bandana, is a black collar with silver spikes and a woven necklace with a large shark's tooth hanging from it, from his father. Several different piercings line his large ears, including two industrials in one and a chain that criss-crosses on his other. The ear with the chain also has a green and black, paint splatter guage towards the bottom of the ear.
Personality; [Please don't put to be Rp'd out.] Gabrielle spends a large amount of his time alone but he can be a very social person as well, often getting enjoyment out of being in large groups of people. Although he usually can't keep a mate around long enough with all his secrets and reckless behaviour, he still becomes love struck easily. Committment tends to be an issue, moving from one to another when someone else catches his eye and breaking hearts in the process. Despite his unlucky streak with women, he does surprisingly well running his own gang. Since he can be decisive and not easily persuaded, as well as quickwitted. However, he can occasionally become stubborn and doesn't like to be told how to run his gang.

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; Gabe was originally born in Brazil, along with three other brothers. His life was pretty easy and happy - go - lucky until his second year of age. After wandering too far from his territory, a group of men snatched him up and took him back to the United States, planning on using his fur for a coat. However, he was able to escape them all and ended up finding himself in New York City. After wandering the streets, he stumbled upon the last alpha of the pack, who offered him a position. He took up to the challenge surprisingly well and when the previous alpha was killed in combat, he was granted the position.
Other Information; He's been the alpha of Lower East Side Toxins for about six months now.

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

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I don't want to change the world,,
Name; Emma Rosa
Gender; Female
Breed; Finnish Spitz/Unknown Mix
Gang; Lower East Side Toxins

I just want to leave it colder.

Description;[Be specific about all the details on your canine. Remember to include their bandana, wristband, etc that has the color and sign of their gang.]Emma has the bodily figure of the Finnish Spitz, except her tail isn't curled up but is long and thick. Her base coat coloring is a charcoal black with carmel/honey highlights which color several sections along her body. Her tail, which has thick stripes like a raccoon in the carmel coloring, is thick, long and fluffy. She has long, loosely curled hair covering from the base of her neck to above her eyes, where bangs are cut. Her hair isn't black - like her body - it's a dark brown with an auburn tint and a blue streak on her right side, in her lower layers of hair. Her ears, which the left is tipped with carmel, stand up due to her breed. She has an odd shade of blue eyes which stand out from all the darkers colors of her body.
Emma wears a variety of different accessories on her body, starting with her hair. She is often seen with a black baret over her messy waves and if she isn't wearing these, she'll have a bobby pin with lace and chiffon decoration to keep her deep side bangs aside. She has several different piercings, including spider bites on her lower lip, a stud on her nose and a corset piercing on her lower back. Her ears have an array of different piercings as well, including a small guage and a glow in the dark industrial bar. The corset piercing is finished with a purple ribbon being laced through the pierced loops and tied in a large bow at the base of her tail, excess ribbon often drags behind her. Around her neck, she wears a couple different necklaces along with a black and neon green paint splatter bandana with the biohazard symbol on it, to represent her gang. Other necklaces include chunky black, silver and gold chains, strands of pearls, a silver chain with peacock feathers hanging from it and a golden necklace with a heart charm dangling on the end. Her jewlery doesn't end there, she has at least one ring on each paw, usually two or three. The bracelets she wears are leather and macrame designed, some snap closed and have stitching on them, one of them fastens like a belt.
Personality; [Please don't put to be Rp'd out.] Emma is a generally outspoken canine, never holding back her true thoughts and will always speak out for what she believes in. She's good at picking arguements with people because of this but arguing never tends to lead her to violence. Out of all of the members of the pack, she's probably one of the most innocent when it comes to blood on her hands. She only resorts to murder when it's necessary, which is odd for a gang member. It takes a while for Emma to be completely open to someone and trust them completely, resulting from a lifestyle where she could never really trust those around her. She's very independent, preferring to suffer and do things herself than have someone's help. She doesn't let the small things get under her skin and she's known for never holding a grudge against someone. She avoids sterotyping people and judging someone she doesn't even know on a personal level. The top two things she hates is people who aren't real with you and when people have a lack of common curtesy. Something she fears is loosing someone she loves and getting old, leading to death.

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; Emma was born in New York City, to a mother and father who were owned by a couple who lived in an upscale penthouse in Manhatten. She was born with two other brothers and a sister, who died right after being born. They lived an easy life for about a year and that's when those who owned them went bankrupt, like several do and ended up having to move and leave the dogs. Instead of giving them to a shelter, they left them all on the side of the street and that's when things turned. To sum it all up, Emma ended up in Lower East Side in her young years and found the Toxins. She ended up joining for the sake of feeling like she belonged and the protection they provided.
Other Information; Her full name is Emma Rosa, Rose was the first name of her sister who died in childbirth and she added Rosa to remember her. She doesn't really know where her two brothers are, complications caused them to split up early after being left on the street.

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

by Horsey 6/27/2010, 12:36 pm

[Makin' up a form now; looks great!]

I don't want to change the world,,
Name; Dejavu
Gender; Female
Breed; German Shepherd [Must be a type of canine.]
Gang;LES-T

I just want to leave it colder.

Description;[Be specific about all the details on your canine. Remember to include their bandana, wristband, etc that has the color and sign of their gang.] Dejavu is an oddly all black German Shepherd; with the exception of some gray spots on her chest and underbelly. She does, however, have neon green dyes on her paws, ears, and muzzle, as well as a spot around one of two brown eyes. Her coat is long and never perfectly groomed, so it hides her thin and lanky frame perfectly. She also wears a neon purple bandanna with her gang's sign on it around her neck. It can not be seen very well, but on the tip of her left ear, Deja wears a small silver earring. A long pink scar is visible; stretching horizontally from one side of her muzzle to the middle.
Personality; [Please don't put to be Rp'd out.] Deja is never smiling, nor scowling. Her expression is somewhat in the middle; a smirk, if you must. She has a rather sarcastic, rebellious personality that will defiantly get her in trouble at some point in her life. The only thing she seems to have a soft part for is food, because she always seems to be hungry. She is still young, immature, and likes to make decisions on her own, but secretly, she likes to have guidance and her feet on the ground.

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; [Not Optional. If you can't think of anything, just put Unknown.] Like many others in NY, Dejavu grew up in the alleys and on the streets. She was actually pretty happy with her life until she was somewhere around a year old when she was just getting ready to leave her parents, the one was struck my a car and the other was capture by dog-catchers and hasn't been seen since. Deja then wondered around for quite some time before finding the gangs.
Other Information; [If you joining later in the thread and don't want to go through initiation, request that here as well as any other information]I don't believe so....

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

(c)EmmaRosa for the form design.
(c) "I Will Not Bow" - Breaking Benjamin; for song lyrics.

by kindro 6/27/2010, 3:32 pm

[Yess! I'll get Mercie! :3]

by kindro 6/27/2010, 6:19 pm

I don't want to change the world,,
Name; Mercedes, meaning Merciful, which is an oxymoron in her case; Called "Mercie"
Gender; Female
Breed; Canis Dirus; Dire Wolf[Breed is extinct, but can I still use it?]
Gang; Lower East Side Toxins

I just want to leave it colder.

Description;[Be specific about all the details on your canine. Remember to include their bandana, wristband, etc that has the color and sign of their gang.]
Mercedes has a large, burly build with short legs, which is common for her breed. Her pelt, heavy and extremely furry, has a base color of midnight black, with top coats of tan, chocolate and coffee brown, deep-to-light grays and a bright shade of white. Her rear legs are pure white, expanding from her hindquarters to her paws. Her front legs, however, are a deep midnight black. Her two front paws fade from bright red to a deep auburn orange, starting at her "knuckles" and ending just before her nails. Along her spine, and on her sides, her fur spikes up at different angles. At the roots, they begin as a bright orange and fade into a bright red. She looks quite different from her breed, but she's rather proud of her looks.
Mercie's eyes tell a tale if there was ever one to be told. They tell of her harsh past and hard winters, and hot summers. It's easy to see that this wolf is pained throughout most of her daily life through her icy blue eyes. She looks upon strangers with hatred, as if they caused all her pain and suffering.
Around her neck, is tied a neon bandana, standing for her gang, the Lower East Side Toxins. The bandana is stained with blood, but it never leaves her neck. She also has several earrings lining her the outside of her ears.
Personality; [Please don't put to be Rp'd out.]
Mercie is merciless to anyone who picks a fight with her.She is very rough, and her bark is tougher than her bite. She's like a bomb with a short fuse; once you get her lit, she won't stop building up until she explodes. Although she is like this in a fight, she can be a nice person when surrounded with the right people. She's very respectful, but goofs off from time to time.

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; [Not Optional. If you can't think of anything, just put Unknown.]
Originally born in Spain, to purebred Dire parents, with three brothers, she was the smallest and considered a runt throughout her pup-hood. Her larger siblings eventually branched off; two joining packs and the other becoming alpha male of a pack. She, however, remained with her parents as they felt that if she went out on her own to find a pack, she would be killed almost instantly because of her size. But, when she was around one and a half years, she ventured out on her own, finally..kind of. Her parents sent a Tibetan wolf, Chance, with her. Chance and Mercie wandered into a wildlife preserve that had burnt down. People were loading the animals onto a big truck, to take them to a new zoo in New York. Accidentally, Mercie and Chance were loaded onto the truck and shipped into New York. Mercie and Chance broke free from the truck and lived in alleyways for the next six months. Chance, sadly, parted his own way, but told Mercie that he would one day come back. They were best friends, so she still awaits this day.
Other Information; [If you joining later in the thread and don't want to go through initiation, request that here as well as any other information] She's looking for love.

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

(c)EmmaRosa for the form design.
(c) "I Will Not Bow" - Breaking Benjamin; for song lyrics.

by EmmaRosa 6/28/2010, 12:25 am

(Dejavu sounds awesomee! Definitely accepted. :3

Accepted too, Kindro! && I guess being a Dire Wolf would be good.(: Just like, maybe not pure-bred? Like a descendant? Since they were extinct thousands of years ago.)

by Horsey 6/28/2010, 2:34 am

[Thank you! (: ]
[I'd like to give her an introductory post, but 2:30am is too late for me to do so; but expect one later today.]

by **shadowsowner888** 6/30/2010, 11:17 pm

((This roleplay seems rather amazing, frankly. :3 I'm going to try and work on a character or two.))

by kindro 6/30/2010, 11:28 pm

(: And, yeahh, a descendant is a much better idea. And, I guess I'll post her starting post.

Mercedes padded down an alleyway. It was dark, and pouring rain; her pelt was drenched and she could barely see the ground before her. But, headlights of passing cars often, but not for long, relieved her weary, tired eyes by lighting up her path. She lifted her head to the slight New York wind and let her nose go to work. She shivered when she caught a scent of a male wolf, not far away from her at all. She lowered her nose to the ground, sniffing for more signs of the brute. She found a trail, and began following it. She lifted her face and looked ahead, making out a slight shape in the distance. It looked much like a wolf, four-legged and long-faced. She let a cute, flirty smile slide across her lips and greeted him. "Hello," she said seductively.She batted her huge blue eyes at him. "I'm Mercedes, but you can call me Mercie. Nice to meet you.."

by EmmaRosa 6/30/2010, 11:37 pm

( 2:30 is the time of writer's block. mmhmmm. Razz

Whoo! Shadoww, Can't wait to see themm! Very Happy

)

Gabrielle let his attention drift from the dainty, finnish-spitz beside him and towards the she - wolf who had just introduced herself as Mercie. He assumed by her body language and the flirtacious smile on her face, she hadn't noticed the other sitting beside him. Then again, maybe she did and just had that much courage and interest in him. After letting a few moments of silence pass, with his eyes still grazing over Mercedes, he let a smile linger on his face. "Hello there," he said simply, never giving away too much information to a stranger.

EmmaRosa, who had just finished speaking, turned from Gabe towards the she - wolf who had intruded on their conversation. Obviously, she hadn't see her behind the larger maned wolf in front of her but she didn't hesitate giving her a analytical glare once the attention had turned to her. It wasn't that she was jealous or upset about her cutting her off, just taken by surprise by the sudden introduction from the stranger.

by **littletoes101** 7/1/2010, 12:24 am

I don't want to change the world,,
Name; LEAFE
Gender; MALE
Breed; WOLF/HUSKY MIX
Gang; LES-T

I just want to leave it colder.

Description; Huge, burly, and powerful deep brown wolf-looking dog with a thick curled tail. He has long, scruffy fur and long legs. He has very big round paws with thick pads. He has light blue eyes with flecks of aqua and green. He has light coffee markings on his legs and underbelly, and the markings deepen on his hindquarters and underside of his tail to a deeper, almost black brown. The fur along his face is amber colored, and the circles above his eyes are a light tan. He has green anklets and a green tattered leather collar. He wears no tag. He has a small green leaf earring and he occasionally puts paint on his paw-pads, turning them green.
Personality; Loving, usually, but he isn't afraid to stand up to who he wants to and he also isn't afraid to kill. Can be mean and pushy sometimes. He gets tender around pups, however, and under his tough past and tough skin, he has a true heart of gold. [Sorry its short, I'm working with a headache and stomachache.]

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; He doesn't like to talk much about his history. Basically unknown.
Other Information; [If you joining later in the thread and don't want to go through initiation, request that here as well as any other information]

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

(c)EmmaRosa for the form design.
(c) "I Will Not Bow" - Breaking Benjamin; for song lyrics.

by EmmaRosa 7/1/2010, 12:30 am

(Little; Accepted! I'll add Leafe to the front now, and you can begin to Rp! :3)

by kindro 7/1/2010, 5:19 pm

EmmaRosa wrote:( 2:30 is the time of writer's block. mmhmmm.
Whoo! Shadoww, Can't wait to see themm! )

Gabrielle let his attention drift from the dainty, finnish-spitz beside him and towards the she - wolf who had just introduced herself as Mercie. He assumed by her body language and the flirtacious smile on her face, she hadn't noticed the other sitting beside him. Then again, maybe she did and just had that much courage and interest in him. After letting a few moments of silence pass, with his eyes still grazing over Mercedes, he let a smile linger on his face. "Hello there," he said simply, never giving away too much information to a stranger.

EmmaRosa, who had just finished speaking, turned from Gabe towards the she - wolf who had intruded on their conversation. Obviously, she hadn't see her behind the larger maned wolf in front of her but she didn't hesitate giving her a analytical glare once the attention had turned to her. It wasn't that she was jealous or upset about her cutting her off, just taken by surprise by the sudden introduction from the stranger.

Mercedes eyes fell on the male. It was still very dark, but her eyes had adjusted, and she could finally make out the male maned wolf sitting in front of her...and the smaller spitz sitting next to him. Her eyes narrowed slightly, with aggravation. Her gaze then returned to the male whom had greeted her back. Her tail flicked, and her eyes studied him, every curve of his body, and every feature of his face. She was fascinated by the mane along his back, as she had only seen a maned wolf on the truck she had been loaded on when she was younger. She let out a small sigh, remembering what had been. She shook the memory from her mind, and let a smile play upon her lips. "Do you know if there are any packs around here that might have an opening for another wolf?" she asked the two, although directing it more towards the male.

by **littletoes101** 7/1/2010, 7:07 pm

Leafe trotted along the dirty sidewalk. The rain flattened his thick fur, making it fall cord-like along his body. He didn't care, however, and kept going. He sniffed the air, hoping to smell something enticing under the musky odor of the rain. He could vaguely smell the warm, mouth-watering scent of a small creature. He dropped instinctively into a crouch and scuttled into an alley. A young squirrel had gotten itself caught in a plastic bag. It was twisting and writhing with all its might. Grinning, Leafe jumped and caught it easily, dispatching it and dragging the body from the plastic bag. He lay down and began to eat, plucking out the soft fur to get to the meat underneath.

by Horsey 7/1/2010, 8:57 pm

I'VE NEVER BEEN COLD

A smirk of satisfaction crossed the black fea's face as she scrambled back out of the large metal bin. Between her jaws was a pie crust. Tan, crispy, flaky, and it even had a little bit of that syrupy cherry stuff around the edges. It smelled good enough for a hungry shepherd, and in one bit, it was gone. Swiping her pink tongue around her maw, Dejavu padded to the edge of the alley where the shadows still disguised her black matted pelt. Luckily, there were no roads that ran anywhere nearby, so it was quiet except for the occasional meow or bark of a stray animal. Night was falling on New York.

JUST ALONE

by **littletoes101** 7/1/2010, 10:14 pm

After the scent of the squirrel left his nose, Leafe lifted his broad head up and sniffed. He could smell the scent of a fea, and so he growled and padded in the direction of her scent. He could see the creature up ahead. He crouched down low and kept walking in her direction, growling softly, his paw pads making no noise on the sidewalk.

by EmmaRosa 7/2/2010, 1:56 am

(I wanted to let you guys know, that i'll be going to PA for a week and I don't think I'm going to be able to get on the computer very much. So, I'm sorry and hope you guys still have fun Rping without me here!)

Azrael kept his eyes glued on Mercie's, while still aware of EmmaRosa who sat behind him. He knew her well enough that she figured the look he had seen cross Mercedes face was directed back towards her. Emma definitely wasn't the jealous-type but she did seem to bring it out when beside him, he wondered if that was the case here as well. After the she - wolf finished speaking, he let her words hang in the air for a moment before letting a playful grin slip. He was going to have some fun with her for a little while. "Possibly," he said with a husky, sly tone in his voice. Glancing back towards Emma he gave her a knowing look that they would be playing around, "What do you think, is she good enough for us?" he asked, winking.

EmmaRosa grinned in return to his playful smile and knowing look, her features then molding back into an analytical smirk as she pushed herself up onto all fours. She moved out from behind Gabrielle and into full view for the she - wolf, Mercie, to see her. Beginning a slow, casual circle around the fea, looking her up and down as if making her decision based on her appearance. Glancing back towards Gabe as she finished her circle, she said aloud, "Not sure, we'll have to evalute her a little more, Gabe," she said, then stopped beside her alpha again.

by Horsey 7/2/2010, 11:16 am

[Aha, I live in PA! =D ]

by kindro 7/2/2010, 11:39 am

EmmaRosa wrote:(I wanted to let you guys know, that i'll be going to PA for a week and I don't think I'm going to be able to get on the computer very much. So, I'm sorry and hope you guys still have fun Rping without me here!)

Azrael kept his eyes glued on Mercie's, while still aware of EmmaRosa who sat behind him. He knew her well enough that she figured the look he had seen cross Mercedes face was directed back towards her. Emma definitely wasn't the jealous-type but she did seem to bring it out when beside him, he wondered if that was the case here as well. After the she - wolf finished speaking, he let her words hang in the air for a moment before letting a playful grin slip. He was going to have some fun with her for a little while. "Possibly," he said with a husky, sly tone in his voice. Glancing back towards Emma he gave her a knowing look that they would be playing around, "What do you think, is she good enough for us?" he asked, winking.

EmmaRosa grinned in return to his playful smile and knowing look, her features then molding back into an analytical smirk as she pushed herself up onto all fours. She moved out from behind Gabrielle and into full view for the she - wolf, Mercie, to see her. Beginning a slow, casual circle around the fea, looking her up and down as if making her decision based on her appearance. Glancing back towards Gabe as she finished her circle, she said aloud, "Not sure, we'll have to evalute her a little more, Gabe," she said, then stopped beside her alpha again.

[Already knew that, but it suckksss. xP]

Mercedes let the male speak before she turned away from him to take in the alleyway. But, then he said the second sentence and she was blown away when he said "us". She turned back to the male, and saw the Finnish Spitz, standing and trotting forward. The spitz was utterly simple and elegant, while Mercedes was standing there, black fur, orange tips, blue eyes. She figured that she stuck out like a sore thumb, while, the Spitz, next to the male, looked like she belonged on the streets, while Mercedes looked like she should be in some freak show. Mercedes decided that the two, the male and the Spitz, had known each other for a long time, and she then began to consider the two being mates. But, as her mind worked, she found that if this were true, there would be a swarm of pups, running into each other, chasing their tails and nipping at their father's toes. Mercedes let a small smirk slide across her lips when the fea spoke to the male, about having to evaluate her a little more. She watched as the Spitz returned to her spot, and then, Mercedes spoke. "I'm willing to do anything to join a pack," she murmured, a smile playing across her lips; hopefully she would be able to win the alpha over.

by Mrs. Jessi O'Shea 7/2/2010, 12:50 pm

Form for LES-T ;;

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I don't want to change the world,,
Name; Fotia
Gender; Female
Breed; Pure breed wolf [Must be a type of canine.]
Gang; Lower East Side Toxins

I just want to leave it colder.

Description; Fotia is medium-sized and has a small bone structure. Her paws are small, but the claws on them are all sharp and long. Her fur is pure snow white and her eyes are a deep, alluring, warm and welcoming sapphire. They normally get people to trust her because it makes her look innocent. She has a small lime collar around her neck that has a biohazard sign on it in black.
Personality; Fotia is sweet and caring. She tries to ignore the bad and evil in people, and look at the good. She normally comes off as weak, but don't underestimate her. She's extremely strong and isn't afraid to get down and dirty or speak her mind. Sometimes she can seem rude, but in reality she's only being truthful. She hates the whole 'wolves are better and stronger than she-wolves' sterotype.

Light the fuse and burn it up,

History; Fotia was born in a pack of 15 during a forest fire in Northern Canada, where her parents got her name. After three months of her life, weird looking creatures walking on their hind legs came and attacked the pack with sharp rocks on long sticks. The only survivor was herself. She would have been killed too if her father-also the pack's alpha-hadn't told her to hide the second he smelled them approaching. After they had all left with the bodies of her pack, she just walking, going nowhere in peticular. She realized that after months, she had crossed the boarder and had ended up in New York.
Other Information; N/A

Take the path that leads to nowhere.

by UchihaGirl1135 7/2/2010, 3:22 pm

(OMG!! I have to join give me a sec to fill in the forms, oh if you have a drawing of your charrie can we use that instead of writing the whole description?)

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