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Astray | Semi-Lit, Stray Dog RPG CS [Open]

Posted 2024-07-17 12:55:14 (edited)
Name: Nala
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Diablo's
Rank: Nurse
Breed: American Staffordshire Terrier "Amstaff"
Gender: Female
Age: 6 years
Description: Nala has a pale golden and white coat with warm brown eyes.
Personality: Nala is fiercely protective but also rational. She doesn't take risks for the sake of her pup. Being one of the oldest females, she is the most level-headed since she's seen some shit in the world already.
Kin: None
Crush: NA
Mate: NA
Pups: Cato, 3 other unnamed pups
Song (optional): Everybody's Fool by Evanescence
History: Nala was born and bred in a puppy mill. Since she's matured, all she's done is produce puppies and watch them get taken away from her. She's lived a sheltered, pitiful existence in a cage with no sense of hope. With her latest litter, they allowed her more yard time with them as they grew older. She watched three of them go off to decent homes, but heard a rumor that they were planning on putting Cato in the dog fighting ring. Nala didn't waste any time. She grabbed her youngest pup and ran. She's been with Diablo's Pack for 3 months now.
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Name: Cato
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Diablo's
Rank: Pup -> Trainee
Breed: American Staffordshire Terrier "Amstaff"
Gender: Male
Age: 4 1/2 months
Description: Cato has a brindle and white pelt with dark brown eyes.
Personality: Cato is eager to prove himself and loves to explore. He watches the fighters practice and can't wait until he's old enough to join in. His mother, Nala, raised him to have a good heart. She's taught him about right and wrong, but Cato's so young and naïve that he doesn't yet realize what being a part of Diablo's Pack means.
Kin: Nala (mother), 3 unnamed littermates
Crush: None
Mate: Someday
Pups: Someday
Song (optional): Hero by Skillet
History: Cato was born in the puppy mill. He watched his three littermates get taken between 5 and 8 weeks old. Like any pup, he tried to enjoy life and got into plenty of mischief. His mother did a good job of shielding him from the realities of their world. When rumors of him entering the dog fighting ring reach him and his mother, they flee. Cato was only about 2 months old when they fled. Most of his memories are of Diablo's Pack.
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Amethyst Angel
#140790

Posted 2024-07-17 18:14:52 (edited)
Name: Alfredo aka Alfie
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Will join the strays
Rank: Lapdog (currently) - upon joining the strays (Scout)
Breed: Minature Poodle
Gender: Male
Age: 2 years

Description: Is a miniature poodle, his fur is like white fluffy clouds and he keeps his fur well-maintained and taken care of due to his career but also because of who he is in general, he has dreamy brunette-coloured eyes, a black nose, black paw pads and sports a very puffy ball on the end of his tail, he is small but mighty and has an attitude to match, his teeth are ivory, his claws are always sharp yet controlled. He doesn't so much walk around he struts some would even refer it to prance around.

Personality: Friendly - Over dramatic - Romantic - Flirtatious - playful - Excitable - Confident - Loyal - Honest - Determined - Focused - Driven - Possessive - Jealous - Aggressive - loud - bubbly - Dramatic - proud - sassy at times - outspoken
Alfie is a friendly and playful soul, who is very outgoing and loves to meet new people and make new friends. He is a hopeless romantic and if you should catch his eye he will treat you like a king, he will bring you gifts and snuggle and just genuinely want to be around you. He is also rather flirtatious if he likes someone and often gives them a nickname from his heart that means something to him. He can get very excited especially when it comes to his friends and is always super happy to see them. He is very confident due to his career and the need to be to strive. He is very loyal and if you are a friend, family or lover you have his undying and unconditional loyalty till the day he dies. He is very determined so if he wants something there is nothing he won't do to achieve it. He is highly focused and if he has his mind on something it will often take most of his focus. He is very driven and will work and work towards something and will never give in or up and the same can be said for the people in his life even if they treat him poorly it takes a lot for this little guy to walk away. He does however have his bad points such as when he is close to someone or feels close to someone he will become very protective and possessive of them he does not like to share with others in this sense. He can become very jealous if he likes someone and they gives their attention to another or if someone likes the same someone he does. Despite his small stature, he can be very aggressive often referred to humans as an ankle-biter. He is very loud and loves to sing, he is a bubbly soul who loves to make people smile and happy and always puts others first. He can be very dramatic both for fun and also when it comes to his feelings being hurt. He is very proud of the way he carries himself often being referred to as strutting his stuff. He is also rather sassy and cheeky at times and is very outspoken and this can often lead him to get into trouble.

Kin: None.

Crush: Possibly ;p soon
Mate: Hopefully ;p
Pups: Hopefully ;p
Song (optional):

History:
He is currently a champion show dog and has won many competitions including Best in Show several times. He has an older man who owns him.
He hates the name given to him by his owner Alfredo, it makes him feel like a laughing stock so he dubbed himself with the name Alfie as it felt more like him. He lived and showed with his owner for many years and still does, however, this rambunctious little man has his secrets, such as every night he sneaks out to meet up with the strays that wander around, secretly little Alfie is looking for true love, being the hopeless romantic that he is but he is also in many ways searching for freedom. He hates being confined, manhandled poked, and prodded at, although he is proud of his purebred heritage he hates that it and he is always on display for the world. His owner is also trying to breed him for purebred pups and his future replacement however Alfie prefers and always has preferred the company of other males and this is another reason he is looking to escape he wants to find love and family not just be used by his owners for his finical assets. He also hates the fact that he has to be perfect all the time, he can not have flaws or anything out of place he hates that everyone expects perfection from him because he feels like not only can he not be himself but that he doesn't truly know who he is in general because of the pressure to be perfect. He is very different when he is with the strays than with humans with humans he is practically perfect in every way but with the strays, he is more outgoing and playful and generally has more fun.

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Jellybeanz19
#114073

Posted 2024-07-17 19:40:54 (edited)
Name: Xena
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Diablos
Rank: Hunter
Breed: Cane Corso
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years


Description:
Xena is a light brown coated Cane Corso, her body is pure muscle, her muscles easily seen as she proudly walks with purpose, she has a darker muzzle and cropped ears. Her inner ears are light pink, her nose black as are her paw-pads. She has deep brown eyes that draw you in. She has ivory canines yet dark black claws. Her body is littered with scars some larger than others, some deeper than others, but each scar is a story of a battle won.


Personality:
Xena is a very power hungry damsel, she cares for power, strength and showing others that she is not one to be trifled with, she is intelligent, strategic and loves to play games with others, this does not mean just physical either, she torments her opponents she gets inside their minds and has a merciless nature, she has no problems harming other females in fact she revels in it especially those who would dare challenge or disrespect her. She is a cold and calculating killer with a lust for war. She is a dangerous female and one who should not be underestimated. She is not afraid to start a fight let alone finish one, she is a powerful dog who will happily fight for what she believes in. She is loyal but only to those she deems worthy of her loyalty, she is not an easy dog to get along with in fact most consider her harsh, cruel, mean or just outright cold. She doesn't care about she has never cared how others see her nor if they like her as long as they fear her. She is perfectly content. She is fierce and protective so if you harm what she loves or cares for you will never be rid of her she will hunt you down and make sure you suffer, she is also cunning and is not afraid to fight dirty if need be. She can be very manipulative and persuasive when she wants to be as well, convincing others to do her bidding. She has been said to hold great beauty in a graceful and majestic way.


Kin: None
Crush: None
Mate: Open to
Pups: Open to
Song (optional):
History:
Xena was not only born into a dog fighting ring she was made for it, she wasn't simply flung into a ring at a reasonable age, she has been in the ring for longer than she can remember her fighting days started when she was a pup, often fighting against other pups in order to win. Her first fight was shortly after birth when she killed her littermates in order to ensure her own survival, the parents of the pups in the fighting ring were malnourished at the best of times and Xena knew it was kill or be killed and so that's exactly what she did. She was taught to be cold, heartless, merciless, cold and calculating. Xena didn't escape this life early on in fact it took her 3 years to escape not because she couldn't… oh no Xena had her own plan, when Xena turned one not only did she want to leave the place of her birth she wanted to burn it to the ground with her. She did this by defeating all her opponents causing her "owners" to have to search tirelessly for new opponents. One night while they were doing so Xena escaped her cage, she wasn't foolish; she had watched and learned how the hatches on her cage work and when no one was watching her she used this wisdom and memory gathering to make her move. After escaping she rampaged through the home of the dog fighters, taking her time to end each and everyone in her own way, before she left covered in a crimson that brought her nothing but joy and glory.

After her escape Xena made her way across many places and found herself in a nearby town where she had come across a land plagued with strays, as she continued through these lands she met a like-minded wolf named Diablo who had started his pack and so she chooses to pledge her allegiance to him and fight with him to ensure his reign to the end of his days as a loyal packmate.


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Jellybeanz19
#114073

Posted 2024-07-20 12:08:33 (edited)
Name: Tempest
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Lap Dog, future stray
Rank: Healer
Breed: Blue Shepherd
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Description: Tempest sports a beautiful silky, long haired blue coat with a white star on her chest. She has a thin, yet athletic frame with glacier blue eyes. Her nose and skin match the blue of her fur while her claws are black her scent  similar to that of a freshly baked apple pie
Personality: Tempest can only be described in many ways, motherly, compassionate, empathetic, understanding, optimistic. The list goes on. She doesn't approve of violence, although she knows the world is full of it. It breaks her heart seeing all of the starving and injured strays on the streets while she lives a life of luxury.
Kin: Tufani: open to people playing her brother, just DM me and make sure Angel allows it first as he is a lap dog starting out!! The plan is for him to join diablos so they're on opposing sides. I may make him myself but idk yet 😅😅
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
Song (optional): N/A
History: Tempest was born and raised into the life of luxury, coming from a long line of blue shepherd show dogs she had everything she could ever want. She never went hungry, she had the softest bed, her humans even adjusted the temperature within their home to accommodate for her thick fur when she was too hot or they thought she might get a chill. They really were the kindest humans. At 3 years old she's currently their prized female, while her brother, and litter are, is their prized male. Her brother was the opposite personality wise of Tempest, though he had to put on a show for his humans and play the good boy while he was home. Her humans were also rather big with herbs and gardening, something that Tempest loves accompanying them for when they go within the gardens. Despite a life of luxury though Tempest can't help but feel as though something was missing, a hole within her soul to which she was unsure how to fill
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🦝🐼LuckyTrashPanda🐼🦝
#39856

Posted 2024-08-05 21:30:09 (edited)

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Name: Adrastos.
Pack: Strays.
Rank: Stray > Warrior.
Breed: Mixed breed. [Carpathian Shepherd x Kangal x Unknown.]
Gender: Male. [He/They.]
Age: 5 years.
Description:
Adrastos is a solid figure, tall, wide, and hefty– with a fair bit of muscling and padding beneath his dense coat. His fur is notably soft and perfect for blocking out the cold, though hindering him greatly once the heat of summer sets in. Dark masking pairs well with his silvery-tan pelt, painted over in black accents. Alongside a few spatterings of white, his coat is flecked with dark hairs– resembling ash. His eyes are rich brown in colour, framed by his chiselled face and accompanied by a crooked muzzle.

He bears countless scars, all of which remain hidden beneath swaths of fur. His pitch-black tail has been shorn in two, leaving a plumy stump behind. He keeps his coat well maintained but isn't particularly interested in his appearance.

Personality:
Above all, Adrastos is a quiet and unpredictable character. His mannerisms are distant, expressions lacklustre, and overall demeanour unsettling. He rarely speaks past 'important' conversations, checking in on the welfare and moods of his fellow dog, as well as putting those out of line back in their place.

Despite popular belief he is far from heartless and feels emotions just as deeply as anyone else, he was even charismatic and quite the wild spirit in the past. Though only those who are rooted deep in his life will remember the 'old' Adrastos. He now finds it hard to emote or talk, and so he conveys his feelings mostly through action. In the face of upset canines he has been known to sit with them as a quiet comfort or seek out swift equity for those who feel wronged. In terms of confrontation, it is unlikely you will ever get a rile out of him. He isn't one to argue or talk back and instead will deal justice as he sees fit when pushed far enough. Instead of using words, he will simply lash out with his fangs and allow them to communicate in his stead.

His unwavering confidence can be seen as defiance at times, as he has a knack for not backing down. But those that know him well are aware that he is a level-headed creature, undyingly loyal to those above him and only them. When it comes to upholding his duty to his pack, Adrastos is a well-oiled machine, mechanical, methodical, and prepared to do whatever is asked of him, no matter how it keeps him up at night.

Kin:

Dimitra - Mother - Deceased.
Niko - Father - NPC.

Crush(es): N/a. [Bi-romantic, open to plotting.]
Mate(s): N/a.
Aikaterini - Ex-Mate - Deceased.

Pups: N/a.

Theme: Eight - Sleeping At Last.
History: [Spoilered for length.]
Adrastos or, 'Raven', as so affectionately called by his mother, was born as a stray during a particularly harsh winter storm. His mother, Dimitra, raised him as a lone parent. Though he knew that his father resided nearby, Dimitra was tight-lipped on who the brute was, and Adrastos eventually learned to stop asking. Even with a busy dam, and the ever-present threat of the streets, Adrastos was a touch spoiled in his youth. He himself saw no struggle in his earliest months, though those around him knew him well as a troublemaker– boisterous, bitey, and free-spirited. Dimitra, in her foul nature, only seemed to fan her son's fiery nature as he grew into a bane to all who knew him.

He went into adolescence bearing much the same sprite as in his puphood. The flames only dampened when his mother disappeared and never returned, leaving her youngling to finish raising himself. Amongst the small band of loners he was raised with, he would meet a figure that would go on to change the course of his life– Aikaterini or 'Aika'. His life as an orphan, much like any others, was taxing, but with her friendship, Adrastos found that the days slipped by. They courted for weeks, until those weeks turned to seasons, and seasons turned to years. They became official mates on the evening of Adrastos' third birthday, when he had finally plucked up the courage to ask.

Adrastos recalls his days with Aika as 'blissful'. They settled down quickly, and before long she was expectant. Her pregnancy was worrisome from the beginning, however, as she soon found herself unable to perform laborious duties and was forced into the care of the group's wisest members. With their diligence, she survived just over half the season before succumbing– passing away in the comforting presence of her closest friends and mate, carrying the spirit of her unborn pups with her.

And so, Adrastos lost yet another soul closest to him, this time older, wiser, and much more bitter. It's said that the fire in his eyes flickered out after that night. Promptly, he shut out the rest of the world, moving on from the group he was raised in– he stumbled upon the strays and fell into their midsts, unable to find a proper reason to leave.


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Anarch ★
#2943

Posted 2024-08-05 21:41:00 (edited)
Name: Captain (Cap for short)
Pack (Diablo's or Strays): Stray
Rank: Warrior
Breed: German Shepherd x Labrador Retriever
Gender: Male
Age: 6 years, 5 months
Description: He is about 75 pounds, the size of a large Labrador Retriever. He had the relative look of a German Shepherd with saddle markings. He, however, has semi floppy ears, somewhat similar to those of a jack Russel terrier. He also wears a set of human dog tags despite not being a military or service dog.
Personality: Cap is fairly laid back, but also has an itch to keep busy. He tends to stay out of arguments until it gets heated or bloody, in which case, he will step in. He tends to act like a big brother at times.
Kin: None known
Crush: None yet
Mate: OPEN
Pups: None
Song (optional): Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes
History: Cap was bred by a reputable breeder, after an accidentally breeding between the family pet and the breeders stud, and sold to a man who was ex-military, lonely and in need of a loyal companion dog. He was 4 years old when complications of his owner's health left several EMTs to leave the door open to get a stretcher out of the front door. Cap took the opportunity to bolt, still wearing his owner's dog tags.
He wandered for a while before eventually hearing of Diablo's pack. He decided to steer clear and joined the pack of Strays.
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W3st3rncr1m1n4l
#45315

Posted 2024-08-05 22:48:14 (edited)
I would love to join in on this roleplay ^^ Everyone has such cool and unique dogs!

Name:
Freyja
Pack (Diablo's or Strays):
Diablo's pack
Rank:
Hunter
Breed:
American Akita mix
Gender:
Female (Spayed)
Age:
6 years
Description:
Freyja is a female American Akita mix. She has a brown, grey, and blackish mottled coat that's around her head, back, and tail. The rest of her fur, including a small spot on her chin, is a shade of white. Her fur is short and thick but the fur around her face is thinned out due to the scars against her snout and left cheek. A few scars span down into her neck and shoulders but they aren't visible due to the thickness of her coat.
Personality:
Freyja was once an aggressive dog, she lived bounced around and used to be always on edge due to that. First she was born in a puppy mill, then placed in a pound, and lastly thrown to the streets. With her age she has grown less aggressive in her nature but as the two years passed of her being inside Diablo's pack, she grew more quiet and self-aware. She's extremely protective with the dogs within pack despite how much she denies it. She sees her pack mates as her siblings and she would thrown her body before a car for every single one of them without a single thought. She insists on making sure others are cared for and in shape before she begins to care for herself. Freyja is selfless but she can get over-protective and selfish with tasks. She wants to help out as much as she can to where it's like she's selfish with hunting tasks.
Kin:
None
Crush:
None (PM me if interested lol :3)
Mate:
None (Ex-mate: Ares)
Pups:
None (She had two pups but they were unfortunately stillborn)
Song (optional): Leaving Tonight by The Neighborhood :3
History:
Freyja was born in the unkept slums of a puppy mill. Her father and her mother were related by being great uncle and grand niece. The first months of her early puppyhood she was battling her siblings for a quick meal from her skittish mother or she was showed off to families with little children that wanted an active and lovable dog. Unfortunately she would draw the short end of the stick and have to watch as all her siblings except herself were given off into families. At the age of six months old, she was set up with a male German Shepherd named Ares to have her first litter. The male she was set up with had not been the nicest and it was often that fights would break out between them and Freyja would have multiple, uncared for sores around her face, neck, and back. Unfortunately she had given birth to her litter too early from the stress in her body and the two pups had ended up as stillborn. The people of the puppy mill saw her as essentially a waste of space and money to keep fed so she would be sent on a truck to go down to the fighting ring in the big city to be used as a training dog. She had escaped from a broken latch on the back of the semi-truck and was out on the streets at ten months old. She was initially very aggressive, she snapped at any people or animals that tried to get near her and she would live completely alone in a flatscreen television box. Due to her aggressive behavior, people at the nearby restaurants and coffee shops had called in animal control on Freyja and it had taken a whole year to pull her off the streets successfully. As soon as she was placed in the pound, she had been spayed and placed in a cage alone. She had spent most of her young adult life there in the pound up until she about around three years old. By now she had calmed down a bit but hadn't been adopted by anyone due to her previous behavior and size. Freyja would be taken in to a homeless shelter to hope and convert her into some kind of "touch therapy" dog that would eventually help children in the hospital. However she had bonded with one particular homeless woman that was a veteran from the Marines. The lady had a form of PTSD and she had no children to take care of her once she got older. She would stay with the older woman until she was four years old when her homeless owner suddenly disappeared. Freyja in return left the shelter and came into the streets where she would soon find Diablo's pack. She wanted to join so that she could freely wander around the streets in hope to find her homeless owner that disappeared from her.
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♡ Igor ♡
#143463

Posted 2024-08-06 10:52:36
Turmella's document below!! Tw for brief dogfighting and implied cruelty.

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