Post by Camo on Aug 17, 2008 9:30:44 GMT -5
<<tagged>> Kia
<<chromosomes>> Female
<<abiding citizen of>> Hazcoe
<<order>> Alpha Female(?)
<<genetic blood>> Great Dane/Husky
<<hourglass>> 5 years
<<exterior>> Kia’s appearance is not to be assumed as lovely. Her scars show through her long shaggy silver gray pelt. Kia looks almost scary on first glance, and then you realize that she doesn’t mean to be messed about with. She didn’t get those scars from walking through a briar patch if that says something. Her build is strong, considering that her mother was a Husky and her father a Dane. Her legs are long for her body, and through all that thick fur they are muscular. Her gray fur puffs them out, making them look much bigger than their actual size. Kia’s eyes are like marbles. They are a bright black, with gray swirling into the middle like a warp of time. You could get lost in them with wonder, or you could get lost in them with fear. They look almost like a ghostly shade of dead pale white, but even more lifeless than death itself. Kia’s tail is long and furry. Her entire underside is white, yet on the top it is almost as if it is hiding under a sheet of gray. The paws of Kia are large, yet the claws are dull from walking on pavement all of her life. She was born on pavement, so it is naturally her ground, and it hasn’t ever bothered her, except for cracked pads now and then. Kia blames the hot and cold weather though.
<<personnel>> Imagine being starved and coming across an empty black pit full of spikes all over the sides. It is pitch black, and 12 feet deep. Then, a smell of sweet food drifts from the pit, and in the dim moonlight you can see a feast of all of the food you’d ever want. The hole is Kia, and the spikes are her outsides. But the luscious food is her inside. If you can just wiggle your way past the maze of obstacles, you can reach out just far enough to pluck the chord inside of her.
Now don’t get the idea that Kia is the all powerful evil overlord dog that wants to kill everyone. That is the worst way to think of her. She only wants to kill MOST everyone in the world. –heehee- She has a high ego, and takes much pride in herself. She is loving and protective of those close to her, but don’t expect to get into her top five favorite dogs without doing anything. Kia will leave you alone if you leave her alone, most of the time. She has a thing against males, and is yet to meet a smart one with a high rank and not a balloon sized head about it.
History: As a pup Kia faced more hardship than any other dog would in their entire lifetime. Kia the 4 month old puppy had been the smallest of the litter, her 4 older brothers picking on her and always hurting her when their parents weren’t around. As their parents spent farther and farther amounts of time away from home to hunt, Kia was left in torment longer and longer. Her brothers would smash her to the ground, batter her up just for the sake of fun, and push her to the edge. Whenever her parents came home and saw her all bloodied up, she would have to lie and say that she fell off the windfall on her nose and turned her paw; that was why it was all bruised. Oh, and yeah, her brothers had NOTHING to do with it, and they were always innocent of her injuries. If Kia ‘forgot’ to lie, then her brothers would beat her up even worse, and yet, her parents never caught on, they just dubbed her clumsy. One night while they were curled up in their nest, all seven of them, Kia had awoken to the pain of her wounds once again, and then smelled something funny. It was choking, and it filled the air thickly. After whimpering for a while, she tried to wake her mother and father, but they had breathed lots and lots of this air, and only rolled over drowsily. Kia didn’t dare wake her brothers, for fear that disturbing their sleep would make them hurt her even more the next day. An orange was broke over the dead leaves they were laying on, and she yelped in the stinging pain that the wave brought and jumped out and away from their nest. She learned this as her first experience of fire. The brothers had awoken, even more angry and ready to hurt Kia, when they were overwhelmed by the wave of orange. They hopped around on the flaming embers of the fire, and tried unsuccessfully to break the wall of blaze that surrounded them. Then flames burst on their pelts, and started at their skins. Her Husky and Dane parents were now slowly becoming aware of their position, but had breathed too much smoke to move too much, so they lay, letting the hurtful flames engulf them. There are rumors though that one of her family survived.
Growing up, Kia was never adopted. She learned the tough ways of loneliness, and survival was a test that she could not fail. Her life depended on it. Soon she was found by a member of the Hazcoe, and taken in as if a pure-bred member.
<<I post like this>> Powerful broad shoulders pounded through the cold air, and frigid cold pavement stung at Kia’s pads. But the Alpha had to keep going on through the alleyway no matter how much it took. There was news spreading throughout the land that a female husky was roaming the area, one that looked exactly like her. The buzz was that the dog was looking for a cub named Kia, or maybe that cub was grown. The thought of seeing her mother again made Kia grind her muscles even harder against the cement, pushing her faster. The pillars in the alley cast eerie shadows across the street, and moonbeams lit the alphas way. If any dog dared cross her and get between her and her goals, so be it, they would die. Kia wasn’t going to play games tonight, no, she was serious, and if you decided to make her day with a fight, then it was your time to rest in peace, or blood. Her muscular frame pushed harder and harder with each growing second until Kia finally broke out into a run across the alley. Her paws thundered across the ground, and suddenly, a Doberman leaped from the shadows into her view. HE growled something in Doberman language about territory and stood tall. Angry that he was in her way she slashed with fangs at him, and continued her run, aware that he was hot on her heels. The hatred that burned inside of her caused her to whip around and dig her fangs into the oncoming male. He yelped as blood squirted from his nose, and stopped, just long enough for Kia to turn and continue her run towards the family member that she thought had died a long long time ago.
<<can this explain her physic>>
Other accounts: Not on this site
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OOC Name: OOC name? Like Camo? You mean I have tochange my username?
Did you used to RP on any other sites?:
Significance
SPiLL OVER THE EDGE (EDGE)
SUSPENDED ANIMATION
How many years of RPing experience do you have: 2 years
<<chromosomes>> Female
<<abiding citizen of>> Hazcoe
<<order>> Alpha Female(?)
<<genetic blood>> Great Dane/Husky
<<hourglass>> 5 years
<<exterior>> Kia’s appearance is not to be assumed as lovely. Her scars show through her long shaggy silver gray pelt. Kia looks almost scary on first glance, and then you realize that she doesn’t mean to be messed about with. She didn’t get those scars from walking through a briar patch if that says something. Her build is strong, considering that her mother was a Husky and her father a Dane. Her legs are long for her body, and through all that thick fur they are muscular. Her gray fur puffs them out, making them look much bigger than their actual size. Kia’s eyes are like marbles. They are a bright black, with gray swirling into the middle like a warp of time. You could get lost in them with wonder, or you could get lost in them with fear. They look almost like a ghostly shade of dead pale white, but even more lifeless than death itself. Kia’s tail is long and furry. Her entire underside is white, yet on the top it is almost as if it is hiding under a sheet of gray. The paws of Kia are large, yet the claws are dull from walking on pavement all of her life. She was born on pavement, so it is naturally her ground, and it hasn’t ever bothered her, except for cracked pads now and then. Kia blames the hot and cold weather though.
<<personnel>> Imagine being starved and coming across an empty black pit full of spikes all over the sides. It is pitch black, and 12 feet deep. Then, a smell of sweet food drifts from the pit, and in the dim moonlight you can see a feast of all of the food you’d ever want. The hole is Kia, and the spikes are her outsides. But the luscious food is her inside. If you can just wiggle your way past the maze of obstacles, you can reach out just far enough to pluck the chord inside of her.
Now don’t get the idea that Kia is the all powerful evil overlord dog that wants to kill everyone. That is the worst way to think of her. She only wants to kill MOST everyone in the world. –heehee- She has a high ego, and takes much pride in herself. She is loving and protective of those close to her, but don’t expect to get into her top five favorite dogs without doing anything. Kia will leave you alone if you leave her alone, most of the time. She has a thing against males, and is yet to meet a smart one with a high rank and not a balloon sized head about it.
History: As a pup Kia faced more hardship than any other dog would in their entire lifetime. Kia the 4 month old puppy had been the smallest of the litter, her 4 older brothers picking on her and always hurting her when their parents weren’t around. As their parents spent farther and farther amounts of time away from home to hunt, Kia was left in torment longer and longer. Her brothers would smash her to the ground, batter her up just for the sake of fun, and push her to the edge. Whenever her parents came home and saw her all bloodied up, she would have to lie and say that she fell off the windfall on her nose and turned her paw; that was why it was all bruised. Oh, and yeah, her brothers had NOTHING to do with it, and they were always innocent of her injuries. If Kia ‘forgot’ to lie, then her brothers would beat her up even worse, and yet, her parents never caught on, they just dubbed her clumsy. One night while they were curled up in their nest, all seven of them, Kia had awoken to the pain of her wounds once again, and then smelled something funny. It was choking, and it filled the air thickly. After whimpering for a while, she tried to wake her mother and father, but they had breathed lots and lots of this air, and only rolled over drowsily. Kia didn’t dare wake her brothers, for fear that disturbing their sleep would make them hurt her even more the next day. An orange was broke over the dead leaves they were laying on, and she yelped in the stinging pain that the wave brought and jumped out and away from their nest. She learned this as her first experience of fire. The brothers had awoken, even more angry and ready to hurt Kia, when they were overwhelmed by the wave of orange. They hopped around on the flaming embers of the fire, and tried unsuccessfully to break the wall of blaze that surrounded them. Then flames burst on their pelts, and started at their skins. Her Husky and Dane parents were now slowly becoming aware of their position, but had breathed too much smoke to move too much, so they lay, letting the hurtful flames engulf them. There are rumors though that one of her family survived.
Growing up, Kia was never adopted. She learned the tough ways of loneliness, and survival was a test that she could not fail. Her life depended on it. Soon she was found by a member of the Hazcoe, and taken in as if a pure-bred member.
<<I post like this>> Powerful broad shoulders pounded through the cold air, and frigid cold pavement stung at Kia’s pads. But the Alpha had to keep going on through the alleyway no matter how much it took. There was news spreading throughout the land that a female husky was roaming the area, one that looked exactly like her. The buzz was that the dog was looking for a cub named Kia, or maybe that cub was grown. The thought of seeing her mother again made Kia grind her muscles even harder against the cement, pushing her faster. The pillars in the alley cast eerie shadows across the street, and moonbeams lit the alphas way. If any dog dared cross her and get between her and her goals, so be it, they would die. Kia wasn’t going to play games tonight, no, she was serious, and if you decided to make her day with a fight, then it was your time to rest in peace, or blood. Her muscular frame pushed harder and harder with each growing second until Kia finally broke out into a run across the alley. Her paws thundered across the ground, and suddenly, a Doberman leaped from the shadows into her view. HE growled something in Doberman language about territory and stood tall. Angry that he was in her way she slashed with fangs at him, and continued her run, aware that he was hot on her heels. The hatred that burned inside of her caused her to whip around and dig her fangs into the oncoming male. He yelped as blood squirted from his nose, and stopped, just long enough for Kia to turn and continue her run towards the family member that she thought had died a long long time ago.
<<can this explain her physic>>
Other accounts: Not on this site
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--------------------------------
OOC Name: OOC name? Like Camo? You mean I have tochange my username?
Did you used to RP on any other sites?:
Significance
SPiLL OVER THE EDGE (EDGE)
SUSPENDED ANIMATION
How many years of RPing experience do you have: 2 years
