Roleplay

[center][size=7][font=century gothic]The Chase[/font][/size] [size=5][font=century gothic]A Dog Survival RP[/font][/size] [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb9zcm3cen1rv3xnjo1_500.gif[/img] [rule] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2886415]IC Thread[/url] [rule] [font=century gothic]It was quite the cold day in Faro, Yukon with a fresh layer of snow covering yesterday’s pile. The people of Faro remained as busy as ever. Everyone was grocery shopping, driving, playing in the snow, and just having fun right now. Well, except for [i]us[/i]. We were all locked up in a cage that most likely had many of the bigger breeds cramped up. We were treated poorly and giving disgusting pellets. Some of us were too weak to even stand. Some were feral beasts on the verge of being taking into doctor’s office, but we had hope. We all had hope. That one day we would be free again like are ancestors are. [b]We are dogs![/b] [rule] [rule] [code]@DarkOverLight [b]Name:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Breed:[/b] [b]Scent:[/b] [b]Voice:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Backstory:[/b][Can be as short as you want or as long as you want] [b]Other:[/b][/code] [rule] [rule] [font=century gothic][b]Rules![/b] 1. All FR rules apply 2. No wings, powers, or any kind of power-playing 3. No controlling other characters 4. At least do 4 sentences to kept the RP going! 5. LGBTQ+ is allowed and even encouraged! 6. No Mary/Gary Sues 7. No unrealistic colors like neon pink, however kinds of mutations are allowed! 8. The IC and OOC are not the same thing, please do not start chatting in the IC [ IC = In Character | OOC = Out of Character ] 9. Please tell @/DarkOverLight if you won’t be online for a while [rule] [rule] @CrazyAKApanda @SilverSong92

[center][size=7]Current Characters[/size] [rule] [rule] [b]DarkOverLight[/b] [b]Name:[/b] Cinnamon [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 3 1/2 [b]Breed:[/b] Australian Shepherd [b]Scent:[/b] Newly made campfire and vanilla, with a hint of fresh water [b]Voice:[/b] A stern, yet gentle voice with a thin Australian and Canadian accent [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://www.pets4homes.co.uk/images/breeds/191/large/9847d8c811d48dc4641810ec3c7b65fe.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Cinnamon is quite the fun-loving and adventurous dog, she can barely stay down in one place. No matter what she does, she always has a plan running through her head. No matter how stupid or drastic it is. She can get mad very easily and will snap at someone. Cinnamon is a daredevil and loves a challenge. [b]Backstory:[/b] Both of her parents were show dogs that traveled around the world. She had three other siblings, but one died right after it’s birth. Cinnamon was always the one getting in trouble among her siblings. When she became an adult, she was shipped to Whitehorse, Yukon to become a show dog there yet on the first day she escaped. She ran for a while until she stumbled into Faro and the dog catcher caught her rooting through trash. [b]Other:[/b] N/A [rule] [b]Name:[/b] Vance [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 4 [b]Breed:[/b] Alaskan Malamute [b]Scent:[/b] Strongly of snow and leather [b]Voice:[/b] A loud, dominating voice that rarely goes unnoticed [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/16/61/4e/16614ebec059a1a8cacbad41b4b2f7dd.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Vance is very bold and prefers to be heard than go unnoticed. Well, it’s hard to go unnoticed with his sheer size. He is quite protective of those he cares for and sometimes rarely let’s them out from his sight. He likes to run around and hates being tied down to one place. [b]Backstory:[/b] Vance was born of champion Sled dog blood which meant he was considered as “royalty” up in Northern Canada. He was put to work when he first became an adult. He liked to run around, but didn’t like being captive. For Vance, it was like living in a cage that only a couple times you would be freed from. So on one of the competitions, he broke free from the ropes and ran southwest. [b]Other:[/b] N/A [rule] [rule] [b]MidnightSun[/b] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/P6dociP.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200711/4c39746cd43b9f101519a2006c2233b0.png[/img] [font=Calibri][size=4][color=2A2A57][b]Name:[/b][/color] Maverick, Mav [color=2A2A57][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Female [color=2A2A57][b]Age:[/b][/color] 3 Years [color=2A2A57][b]Breed:[/b][/color] Siberian Husky [color=2A2A57][b]Scent:[/b][/color] The first snow of the new year and evergreen needles stuck to her fur. [color=2A2A57][b]Voice:[/b][/color] Low for a female but bold and clear. Her accent is Northern Canadian and formal. [color=2A2A57][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Maverick is a force to be reckoned with. Her name is quite fitting, an unorthodox or independent-minded soul. Her bravery and boldness are her greatest strength and weakness. She struggles to swallow her pride and ask for help. Despite her hard exterior, Maverick is a gentle beast. She is compassionate and empathetic. She is always there to listen. [color=2A2A57][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Maverick was born to a mother who's life belonged to a puppy mill. She was a gorgeous agouti Siberian Husky and her pups were in high demand. Every season she was pumping out litters. Her job as a dam left little time for love and affection. This didn't bother Maverick too much. She found family in the puppies around her. She was a carefree pup and loved to play with her litter mates and the other puppies being born on the mill. Her breeder took a liking to her and decided to keep her as a companion. Maverick got to watch over the pups as they were born. One Winter, the mill was raided by animal control. She was separated from her siblings and shipped away. The amount of dogs found at the mill turned out to be too many for animal control so they called in a favor with Faro. Maverick knew her life would never be the same. [i]Will edit later[/i] [color=2A2A57][b]Other:[/b][/color] [b]x[/b] None at the moment [/size] [img]https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png[/img] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/iwYP6YW.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200711/6e67f0d98000c1c129502f6b622e366c.png[/img] [font=Calibri][size=4][color=9F0E0E][b]Name:[/b][/color] Arlo [color=9F0E0E][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male [color=9F0E0E][b]Age:[/b][/color] 4 Years [color=9F0E0E][b]Breed:[/b][/color] German Shepherd [color=9F0E0E][b]Scent:[/b][/color] Peppermint, fresh brewed coffee, and pipe tobacco. [color=9F0E0E][b]Voice:[/b][/color] Deep and warm like dark chocolate. His accent is British like his old owners. [color=9F0E0E][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Arlo is a quiet fellow. He doesn't speak unless spoken to. He is fiercely loyal and too smart for his own good. He was playful as a pup and much more cheerful when his owner was alive. After the death of Edwin, Arlo became closed off. He struggles to keep hope of finding love again. Deep down, he is a big softy but he won't let anyone close. [color=9F0E0E][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Arlo had always been a one man dog. His owner was an elderly man named Edwin. He had moved from Europe to the Yukon after his wife died. It has just been the two in the cabin just outside of town. The man had found Arlo abandoned as a newborn and he nursed him until he was healthy. Edwin had decided to keep Arlo despite his old age and regressing health. Arlo would wake his owner, help him stay balanced, retrieve medication, almost anything he could do to ease the old man. He thought they would be together forever, but sadly he was wrong. Edwin passed the winter of Arlo's fourth birthday. He had no family leaving Arlo alone in the cabin. Arlo tried to survive without his companion but to no avail. He had been found by Faro eating the scraps left by strangers and out of the trash. [i]Will edit later[/i] [color=9F0E0E][b]Other:[/b][/color] [b]x[/b] None at the moment [/size] [rule] [rule] [b]CrazyAKApanda[/b] [b]Name:[/b] Mirzam [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 3 in human years [b]Breed:[/b] Great Pyrenees [b]Scent:[/b] Farm, sheep, and a hint of hay. [b]Voice:[/b] Deep and low, half the time threatening. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://vetstreet.brightspotcdn.com/dims4/default/a0c30bb/2147483647/crop/0x0%2B0%2B0/resize/645x380/quality/90/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fvetstreet-brightspot.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fff%2F3691e0a75511e0a0d50050568d634f%2Ffile%2FGreat-Pyrenees-3-645mk062411.jpg[/img] He has a horrible scar from above his eye to his mouth from being hit with a shovel. [b]Personality:[/b] He isn't always the nicest to other dogs, seeing as he hadn't really interacted with other dogs with the secluded life he had on the farm. He can be truly good at protecting others he trusts, and his appearance makes him seem cuddly. But his cold eyes can give a stone hard glare, and he is a bit mean to new dogs or humans. [b]Backstory:[/b] He is a farm dog, herding the sheep and protecting the farm animals from outside threats. Though, the owners have accidently taught him to not trust anyone but the farm animals and his owners, and one time when one of his owner's close friends came over, Mirzam went in for the attack. He tackled them and bit their arm with all of his might, the owner smacked the dog with a shovel, knocking him out. He was sent to the pound for this. [b]Other:[/b] Egg. [rule] [rule] [b]SilverSong92[/b] [center][b]Kuccamutaiya[/b] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/zBTSk22C/1865-F6-E2-E7-D0-4289-9-BDD-2-CA7-BD8-C27-FC.jpg[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Kuccamutaiya [“Ku” or “Kucca” for short] [b]Breed:[/b] Greyhound [b]Scent:[/b] Freshly churned earth and pine sap, with a faint hint of saffron. [b]Voice:[/b] Young and still quite high. He almost never raises his voice. [b]Appearance:[/b] Kucca has a brown-grey coat and dark, chocolate-brown eyes, as well as a lean body clearly built for running. [b]Personality:[/b] He often keeps his head down, avoiding eye contact and interactions. Ku is very friendly once you get to know him, however, and is eager to help you out in any way possible. [b]Other:[/b] Tanti and Kucca’s previous owner was from India(hence the names) and bred Greyhounds. When they were pups, Ta helped them both escape from his house. They roamed the streets for about a year before being captured by the Pound. [rule] [center][b]Tantiramana[/b] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/g0rKwFXj/1613180-C-738-B-47-F0-B431-32-C9-B3991-EF9.jpg[/img] [b]Name:[/b] Tantiramana [“Ta” or “Tanti” for short][/b] [b]Breed:[/b] Greyhound [b]Scent:[/b] Freshly churned earth, metal, and flowers; with a faint hint of saffron. [b]Voice:[/b] #1: Soft and sweet, with a very slight lilt. #2 : When she is angry(which is a rare occasion), her voice changes. It becomes harsher, and the accent shows more. It is low and has a bit of a hiss, seemingly coming from deep inside her. [s]Perhaps the first one is really just an act...[/s] [b]Appearance:[/b] Ta has a beautiful white coat, with a single brown patch on her face. She has mismatched eyes, one blue and one brown, as well as a lean body clearly built for running. [b]Personality:[/b] [s]Clever, cold, and calculating-[/s] Whaaat? No. Never! She is sweet and docile, much like her brother. She couldn’t hurt a fly! [b]Other:[/b] Tanti and Kucca’s previous owner was from India(hence the names) and bred Greyhounds. When they were pups, Ta helped them both escape from his house. They roamed the streets for about a year before being captured by the Pound. [rule] [rule] [b]SkyofStars[/b] [b]Name:[/b] Cheshire [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 3 years [b]Breed:[/b] Border collie [b]Scent:[/b] She smells like moonlight. It makes no sense. Moonlight doesn't even have a smell, does it? [b]Voice:[/b] Like moonlight shining on a clear stream in a mountain valley. Makes no sense. But that's what it sounds like. She's a very strange dog. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://i.imgur.com/LVyuxCe.jpg[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/yVXiKlJ.png[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] She seems mysterious, almost too intelligent, though that may be because she's a border collie. She is kind, and her light blue eyes are warm and friendly. But if you get on her bad side, you will find her to be a whirlwind of teeth and claws. [b]Backstory:[/b][Can be as short as you want or as long as you want] Cheshire has always been wild. From the moment of her birth, she was a free spirit. When she ran, it was almost like she had wings. She was born feral, and lived that way for her entire life. One day while hunting in the woods, she found a man, who had been injured when his sled overturned. She stayed by him, keeping him warm until the rescuers came. She was assumed to be his dog, and though he would have kept her as a thanks for saving his life and treated her with kindness, he passed away, and she was sent to the pound. She has a good sense of character and will trust only the trustworthy. This applies to people and dogs. The humans who come to look at dogs seemed spooked by the uncanny intelligence they see in her eyes, and leave without saying a word. [b]Other:[/b] [rule] [rule] [b]SoulSerpent[/b] [b]Name:[/b] Eclipse [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 3 years [b]Breed:[/b] German Shepherd [b]Scent:[/b] Pine forest mixed with sage [b]Voice:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLgM1QJ3S_I] Voice example [/url] but with a heavier dutch accent [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://s.yimg.com/lo/api/res/1.2/X6WQQde9TMzEiHDYzl835w--~B/YXBwaWQ9eWlzZWFyY2g7Zmk9Zml0O2dlPTAwNjYwMDtncz0wMEEzMDA7aD01MzY7dz00MDA-/https://www.talenthounds.ca/wp-content/uploads/formidable/IMG_2413.jpg.cf.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] She is quite the serious hot head, however has decent yet good control over her anger. However can be quiet and does quite well with spying like tactics. Eclipse though is very loyal to those she trusts the most. She is honest but yet secretive. She can and will go through a wall of fire in a brave but stupid way just to succeed and help, considering her being often determined. And her fearless idealistic of mind. [b]Backstory:[/b] She was the only female in the liter of three. Two of her brothers stayed with her mother while she was the one to get adopted. After a while, she trained a little early with other older German shepherds to become a K-9 unit member. Once she became an adult, she became a little bit too violent due to other German shepherds being too violent with her, and keep mistaking that she was the one that started it. She eventually found a way to escape towards a close by town, which was Faro. Then a dog catcher found her to help make her "better" as she tried to steal a man's left over's right out of the bag. [b]Other:[/b] Has a left eye scar, but isn't blind. [rule] [rule] [b]Actinidia[/b] [b]Name:[/b] Bear [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 3 [b]Breed:[/b] Central Asian Shepherd [b]Scent:[/b] Sassafras tree root (yes, rootbeer) [b]Voice:[/b] A bit raspy but not super low pitched [b]Appearance:[/b] (yup that's a stock photo) [img]https://previews.123rf.com/images/lincikas/lincikas1908/lincikas190800032/133203792-friendly-central-asian-shepherd-dog-playing-with-stick.jpg[/img] This but with a lot more scars and missing fur. [b]Personality:[/b] Bear is a very cautious dog who very easily resorts to violence because of his past. Once you get past his hostile exterior he is just a sweet pup who's paranoid about everything. [b]Backstory:[/b] Born and raised as a fighting dog until he was let loose in the streets in favor of a stronger fighter. He was picked up by the pound very quickly afterwards. [b]Other:[/b] Nope [rule] [rule]

Reserve (Just incase)

[b]Name:[/b] Cinnamon [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 3 1/2 [b]Breed:[/b] Australian Shepherd [b]Scent:[/b] Newly made campfire and vanilla, with a hint of fresh water [b]Voice:[/b] A stern, yet gentle voice with a thin Australian and Canadian accent [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://www.pets4homes.co.uk/images/breeds/191/large/9847d8c811d48dc4641810ec3c7b65fe.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Cinnamon is quite the fun-loving and adventurous dog, she can barely stay down in one place. No matter what she does, she always has a plan running through her head. No matter how stupid or drastic it is. She can get mad very easily and will snap at someone. Cinnamon is a daredevil and loves a challenge. [b]Backstory:[/b] Both of her parents were show dogs that traveled around the world. She had three other siblings, but one died right after it’s birth. Cinnamon was always the one getting in trouble among her siblings. When she became an adult, she was shipped to Whitehorse, Yukon to become a show dog there yet on the first day she escaped. She ran for a while until she stumbled into Faro and the dog catcher caught her rooting through trash. [b]Other:[/b] N/A [rule] [rule] [b]Name:[/b] Vance [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 4 [b]Breed:[/b] Alaskan Malamute [b]Scent:[/b] Strongly of snow and leather [b]Voice:[/b] A loud, dominating voice that rarely goes unnoticed [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/16/61/4e/16614ebec059a1a8cacbad41b4b2f7dd.jpg[/img] [b]Personality:[/b] Vance is very bold and prefers to be heard than go unnoticed. Well, it’s hard to go unnoticed with his sheer size. He is quite protective of those he cares for and sometimes rarely let’s them out from his sight. He likes to run around and hates being tied down to one place. [b]Backstory:[/b] Vance was born of champion Sled dog blood which meant he was considered as “royalty” up in Northern Canada. He was put to work when he first became an adult. He liked to run around, but didn’t like being captive. For Vance, it was like living in a cage that only a couple times you would be freed from. So on one of the competitions, he broke free from the ropes and ran southwest. [b]Other:[/b] N/A

Yas! it has been made. I'll post my character shortly.

Okay! Do you know anyone else who might want to join?

Um, I know SilverSong92 was part of this roleplay. I'm sure he'll be happy to know this is alive again.

Reserved for characters. I am going to make a male too. @Darkoverlight [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/P6dociP.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200711/4c39746cd43b9f101519a2006c2233b0.png[/img] [font=Calibri][size=4][color=2A2A57][b]Name:[/b][/color] Maverick, Mav [color=2A2A57][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Female [color=2A2A57][b]Age:[/b][/color] 3 Years [color=2A2A57][b]Breed:[/b][/color] Siberian Husky [color=2A2A57][b]Scent:[/b][/color] The first snow of the new year and evergreen needles stuck to her fur. [color=2A2A57][b]Voice:[/b][/color] Low for a female but bold and clear. Her accent is Northern Canadian and formal. [color=2A2A57][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Maverick is a force to be reckoned with. Her name is quite fitting, an unorthodox or independent-minded soul. Her bravery and boldness are her greatest strength and weakness. She struggles to swallow her pride and ask for help. Despite her hard exterior, Maverick is a gentle beast. She is compassionate and empathetic. She is always there to listen. [color=2A2A57][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Maverick was born to a mother who's life belonged to a puppy mill. She was a gorgeous agouti Siberian Husky and her pups were in high demand. Every season she was pumping out litters. Her job as a dam left little time for love and affection. This didn't bother Maverick too much. She found family in the puppies around her. She was a carefree pup and loved to play with her litter mates and the other puppies being born on the mill. Her breeder took a liking to her and decided to keep her as a companion. Maverick got to watch over the pups as they were born. One Winter, the mill was raided by animal control. She was separated from her siblings and shipped away. The amount of dogs found at the mill turned out to be too many for animal control so they called in a favor with Faro. Maverick knew her life would never be the same. [i]Will edit later[/i] [color=2A2A57][b]Other:[/b][/color] [b]x[/b] None at the moment [/size] [img]https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png[/img] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/iwYP6YW.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200711/6e67f0d98000c1c129502f6b622e366c.png[/img] [font=Calibri][size=4][color=9F0E0E][b]Name:[/b][/color] Arlo [color=9F0E0E][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male [color=9F0E0E][b]Age:[/b][/color] 4 Years [color=9F0E0E][b]Breed:[/b][/color] German Shepherd [color=9F0E0E][b]Scent:[/b][/color] Peppermint, fresh brewed coffee, and pipe tobacco. [color=9F0E0E][b]Voice:[/b][/color] Deep and warm like dark chocolate. His accent is British like his old owners. [color=9F0E0E][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Arlo is a quiet fellow. He doesn't speak unless spoken to. He is fiercely loyal and too smart for his own good. He was playful as a pup and much more cheerful when his owner was alive. After the death of Edwin, Arlo became closed off. He struggles to keep hope of finding love again. Deep down, he is a big softy but he won't let anyone close. [color=9F0E0E][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Arlo had always been a one man dog. His owner was an elderly man named Edwin. He had moved from Europe to the Yukon after his wife died. It has just been the two in the cabin just outside of town. The man had found Arlo abandoned as a newborn and he nursed him until he was healthy. Edwin had decided to keep Arlo despite his old age and regressing health. Arlo would wake his owner, help him stay balanced, retrieve medication, almost anything he could do to ease the old man. He thought they would be together forever, but sadly he was wrong. Edwin passed the winter of Arlo's fourth birthday. He had no family leaving Arlo alone in the cabin. Arlo tried to survive without his companion but to no avail. He had been found by Faro eating the scraps left by strangers and out of the trash. [i]Will edit later[/i] [color=9F0E0E][b]Other:[/b][/color] [b]x[/b] None at the moment [/size]

Alright! ^^

@DarkOverLight [b]Name:[/b] Mirzam [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 3 in human years [b]Breed:[/b] Great Pyrenees [b]Scent:[/b] Farm, sheep, and a hint of hay. [b]Voice:[/b] Deep and low, half the time threatening. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://vetstreet.brightspotcdn.com/dims4/default/a0c30bb/2147483647/crop/0x0%2B0%2B0/resize/645x380/quality/90/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fvetstreet-brightspot.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fff%2F3691e0a75511e0a0d50050568d634f%2Ffile%2FGreat-Pyrenees-3-645mk062411.jpg[/img] He has a horrible scar from above his eye to his mouth from being hit with a shovel. [b]Personality:[/b] He isn't always the nicest to other dogs, seeing as he hadn't really interacted with other dogs with the secluded life he had on the farm. He can be truly good at protecting others he trusts, and his appearance makes him seem cuddly. But his cold eyes can give a stone hard glare, and he is a bit mean to new dogs or humans. [b]Backstory:[/b] He is a farm dog, herding the sheep and protecting the farm animals from outside threats. Though, the owners have accidently taught him to not trust anyone but the farm animals and his owners, and one time when one of his owner's close friends came over, Mirzam went in for the attack. He tackled them and bit their arm with all of his might, the owner smacked the dog with a shovel, knocking him out. He was sent to the pound for this. [b]Other:[/b] Egg.