.Dobie.
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Every fight is a food fight for a cannibal.
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Post by .Dobie. on Jan 25, 2010 0:17:42 GMT -5
I was born with the name of Shattered
Though call me Chi if you please, but to be honest, I couldn't care less what you called me. Chi is pronounced Ch-eee and it is Japanese for Blood. I've been breathing for a mere four years. As you can plainly see, I am female unless you're blind.. I bear the breed of a mutt.
S t a r i ng at this BROKEN »r e f l e c t i o n« Again...
What can I say? There are more important things in life besides looks. Of course, though, I'm not obsessed but my coat is as clean as a stray's can get. I strike some males as beautiful, I've been told many times over and over again. I suppose I'll start with one thing and then move along to the next in my appearance. My fur is a shade of ginger orange. But like most dogs, I have a lighter underbelly of whitish beige, flecked with ginger. My face is the same color, giving me the look as if I had a light shaded mask on. My muzzle is flecked with white ending with a shiny black nose. My eyes are an icy blue, but they aren't intimidating or piercing as most. My eyes are a gentle blue that observe everything around me. My eyes are always guarded, giving nothing of my emotions or thoughts readable through them. I'm your average dog. Not to stocky, not to lithe. I'm not tall in height, but nor am I short. My tail is not long, and no it is not docked. It's not furry or skinny. My tail seems to have feathers on them.
I am F A L L I N G and if I l e t MYSELF {go};; I'm the ONLY one to (B L A M E) Honest. Some call it mere sluttlyness. I, personally, call it honesty. I'll tell you exactly how it is, I don't animate to spare feelings, I'll tell you flat out how it is. It aggravates dogs so much, but I'd rather be told straight to my maw what canine's thing of me rather then hear it from gossip of murmured words and lies. The world's full of them, Lies and liars, I think I am the few dogs who will tell the truth flat out. Broken. I dwell in broken thoughts, broken pasts, broken dreams, and the broken future yet to come. I am a rather depressing dog to be around, I dwell on my thoughts more then I talk. Untrusting. I distrust humans and dogs alike. They cannot be trusted. I learned that in my years in life. Don't get me wrong, if you think I trust you then it's mere show, and I play a rather good puppet, if I do say so myself. I can go months before the occasional companion realizes little of me and my very untrusting nature. Flirt. Yes, I will admit. I do flirt with males, but I'm not one to just drop them. I don't get physical, and the mental feelings are built on runes of hidden pasts. I wouldn't call them lies, just unspoken truths, more or less. Calculating. I am always calculating and thinking, I may not be violent, but that doesn't stop my mind from reeling. I have not gone a second in front of a dog without studying, calculating, and turning over everything in my head.
There's NO place like h o m e When You've got NO p l a c e to GO To be honest, I don't see how my past is any of your business, but it seems as every dog wants to know it.. I was born a stray. My mother, Zero, had pups with a house pet by the name of Akatora. When Akatora realized he had gotten my mother pregnant, he left his human home to help Zero survive on the streets. My brother and I were born on one cold, dark night in an alley. When we were young, Zero got terribly ill and passed on.. leaving her two pups - Seven and I - alone with their father, Akatora.
What the two pups didn't know, Akatora never even loved them. He blamed the pups for the death of his mate, and hated them. Akatora still took care of the two, barely, but he kept his promise to Zero. The only regretful thing, Akatora's love for Zero was not enough to make him treat his own pups correctly, he beat them. Blamed them for everything. As if it was their fault he got Zero pregnant in the first place. One night, Akatora got so mad -about what? I will never know- and beat, attacked, and lashed out at Seven.
I stayed by Seven's side that night, the whole night after our father left the alley. To my dismay -and Seven's pleasure- he didn't even last through the whole night from the abusive wounds. I couldn't do anything more for Seven, and I had to leave his body there. Furious, I set off to find this brute that was known as my dad. He put up a good fight.. I'll give him that, but it wasn't good enough. In my red haze of fury, I murdered Akatora in revenge for my brother.
When I got to the age of a mere one and a half, I 'fell' in love. Haha. That's funny. Love. Just a mere illusion. An obsession. Nothing more, nothing less. Dogs claim to be in love all the time, I would know, I was one of them. It disgusts me. I met a stray of the name of Fury. I was obsessed with everything about him. Everything. His looks, his scent, his personality, all of it. When I was two, I was carrying his puppies. I'm not sure whatever happened to Fury. He told me he'd be back.. and then he never came. For all I know, he could have met another dog and 'fell in love' with her too.
Three years of age, I had three beautiful pups. Or.. Two beautiful pups. One was stillborn, which I had named Sakura. I raised my pups the best a single mothered stray could. But my best wasn't good enough, it's never good enough. Never has been. Never is. Never will be. Reika and Gin disappeared one day, I searched and searched for my pups. From a fellow stray, I had learned the dog catcher caught them. I, wearily, went to the pound. From what I heard, Gin was put down for aggression, but Reika was adopted. From there, I haven't heard a thing since.
I moved on with my life, as much as a heartbroken mutt could on the wretched streets, at least. I have pushed every dog away that has tried to get close of me, but can any really blame me?
And the H E I R sheds her {G R A C E}
Mother: Zero >>Deceased-Illness Father: Akatora >>Deceased-Murdered Brother: Seven >>Deceased-Abused Former Mate: Fury >>Unknown Daughter: Reika >>Unknown Daughter: Sakura >>Deceased-Stillborn Son: Gin >>Deceased-Put Down
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Post by ` EMBERS on Jan 25, 2010 17:29:05 GMT -5
Accepted.
You may now proceed to roleplay using the character Shattered.
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