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Post by [ rupture && isabella ] on Oct 14, 2007 11:13:25 GMT -5
RUPTURE MICHEAL
age Two Years
gender XX
breed(s) German Shepherd x Siberian Husky x Wolf
pack Loner
personality
Working on this...Promise I will have one. Eventually. If you would give me some key points Bold, Daring, Adventurous, ect It would help me make a Personality faster < 33
appearance
When you first look at Rupture, you see German Shepherd instantly. This isn’t a surprise because he is mostly Shepherd. Then when you move your way around, his eyes, and coloring is just weird. Why does he have a Reddish color to his pelt, with bright crystal eyes? From a Husky. That’s when the second main line comes. He is 25% Husky, and gets his eyes from that line; his build is rather....Different from dogs. Some are blessed, and others just look like a dog. He is 10% Wolf. Nothing more. Though you can see it. Some say you can; only it takes one to know one. Other's can smell the small, tiny scent of it on him. So once you get his overall look done. You examine more details. His tongue isn’t salmon. It’s discolored. He has some blotchiness of a dark color, on his dark salmon tongue.
His great canine's and huge, which fit in his large maw. Then his nose, it isn’t deadly black; it’s pink with black blotches, like his tongue. His face and some of his chest are a creamy coloring, while his body is more reddish and orange coloring. He is short haired, and his ears are strong and stick up. Though they can move around and flat against his skull. Then, when it comes to his abilities...He is fast. When he was born in the house of his mother. There were many cops who wanted him for a Police Dog. How did they know? They put him in trials to test him. Though he was too young, and the only thing they saw was his nose, agility and endurance, and strength. He could capture the toy man, and take him down at the age of 4 months. Though the owner didn’t want that for his young pup, or pups.
Though he isn’t clumsy or anything. He isn’t the greatest fighter. He is still young, but at his age, he hasn’t won a fight and he got in 4 fights in his life...Once he hit the streets. Out of everything he was good at, he didn’t know how to fight another dog, nor steal food. So he is helpless, unless he has to run, or find something. Which he hopes is because of his age. Rupture has many battle scars, due to his major fight about six months ago…But the fur has covered them up, and now, they are extremely hard to find. His leg is broken, but it has some how healed itself….So now, he walks fine, looks like the old puppy, everyone knew, and feels fine, other than his heart.
At night, when it is cold, or during the winter, he limps a lot. Because of the cold it affects his leg. But most of the time now, he is fine. The only scars you can see, out of the covered ones is the scar down his eye. It’s obvious, but it’s fading, and he hopes it is gone. But then again, he earned it the wrong way. His heart is broken, and he isn’t sure how he can sew if back together…So he gave up.
history
Rupture's Mother was a German Shepherd Pure Bred. Her human's kept her pure, and showed her in shows. She won many medals, and brutes always hit on her. Though she never fell for one. Always attacking them, and racing them off. Of course they always came back. Though she started attacking less and less. Not knowing why and her friends always asked her about the 'New Guy'. She would ask who that is, and they said, 'Your mate! There is a new guy in town that comes and claims to be your mate!' This was news to her. After that conversation with the girls, she would look around. Finally she caught eye on a fight, one of the dogs who always bothered her after shows. She saw a fairly large wolf looking dog. When he scared the dog away, she trotted over there. Looking at him, with emotionless eyes, but curiosity written on her forehead. She talked with him, and soon fell in love. Her owner's never knew about it. Soon she became pregnant, and they started beating her. She told the father.
He wanted to rip them up, human or not. She told him no...So he didn’t, but he lived practically in the backyard, listening every night to his love yelp and whimper as they beat her. Street dogs started asking questions, but she said nothing, nor did her mate. Soon she had the pups, and became aggressive. Her pups were born outside in the dog house, which was a 'Rich Dog house' dogs would say. It could fit a family in there. Which it did. Her love soon moved in, if you call it that. The human's tried to get to the litter of 4. But would always get snapped at by their mother. Their father would get the food, for her and himself, while she provided food for the pups. She never left that dog house. Till animal control came. That night after they came, all the pups left with their father, while their mother was taken, Rupture was left behind. Getting taken by the owners they said he was for sale, which a line lined up for him. Cops from any place came to get him.
They even put him in trials and tests, to show the owner that he would be a great Police dog, if they accepted their offer. $500 Dollars in cash, yet the owners still said no. Later the pup was in the backyard when a dog came through a hole in the fence...It was his father. Telling Rupture he can escape anytime through the fence, after Rupture refused to leave of course. Rupture nodded and the father left. That night Rupture went through the fence that the owners never fixed, when they knew it was there. Being a 4 month old pup on the streets was hard, and still is. He got a few fights, and lost all. Now, he still roams the streets, looking for anything. Especially scraps.
Well at 5 months, Rupture met a brute named Shadow at the Fairgrounds. There he was a 19lb 5 month old pup. Emaciated in other words. Shadow felt bad and didn’t believe he couldn’t fight or steal. So he 'Oiled his Gears' and help Rupture get food and teach him how to fight. After that Rupture has gained 15 lbs, and now is a good weight, strong and healthy. He picks fights just to sharpen his skills. After meeting Shadow, he met Kumana, at 7 months. He helped her over come her fear of Bridges and liked her company. He plans on meeting her again, and hanging out with her. Then turning 9 months Rupture met Okoe, his now crush. Hasn’t seen her in a long time, but he still remembers her well, and wishes to find her again. To hang out with her. Will he find her? Get back in touch with Shadow? Ever see Okoe again? But sure enough, he finds Shadow again.
Only this time. He takes Rupture to meet his Daughter, Trina. OH, man. Getting there was alright. Rupture had a picture of who she would be like and such. Never in his right mind would he think of her like she was. She first attacked him. Quickly dodging her attack, he was safe. Standing next to Shadow. She has a snappy, rude, aggressive nature to her. She is a mirror image of Shadow. Identical dogs. Really. She just has the feminine touch to her, while he has masculine. So after she hears his name. Rupture She falls in love. she wouldn’t stay off of him. After the day went on. They all left Town Hall. Rupture needed advice. So he went back to town hall, following Okoe's heat scent. This made his hackles stand up. Knowing he was back in Town Hall, and scared to see Trina. but luck fully he didn’t. Instead, he found a gorilla brute on top of Okoe, almost raping her.
So now, he had to save her. Only to get himself injured. Now, he walked the streets almost dead. Eyes blurry from blood running down his puppy life face, his rib cage looking odd as he had a broken rib, and open gash across his stomach. His hip bleeding from a nasty bite mark. His broken leg, which currently had no motion what so ever. He couldn’t move around nor feel the leg. He had a cut above his eye, which bleed a great deal, making his right eye blurry and loosing vision for the moment. A Tiny cut appeared on the side of his maw. His gum on his fright side, cut as well. Bleeding and constantly re-filling his maw with his own blood. Still having his long legs, and clear ivory pelt. It is now stained with blood and open wounds all over. His worst cut is the large gash over his right side rib cage. His worst broken wound is his broken rib and right hind leg. He is a large brute now, tall and dinky. No fat or anything.
Ivory paws touched the ground as he wandered through his new home. He was older, and better. A lot. It was just before winter, and for some godly reason he got a miracle. After the moment in the pool, back in the Town of Lake Mini WahWah it’s like his life changed forever. His blood stained pelt was cleaned from the dirt, blood, and much more. It has been there for so long, that he was used to it. Thinking it would never go, but now, now he was clean; again. His scabs and wounds were all healed. They were mere scars now, and his clean ivory pelt was growing over it, as he started to gain his winter coat.
His back leg was still broken, but the human’s got a hold of him and helped it. So now, it was back to normal. He didn’t limp as much, only when it was cold. Even then he didn’t limp as much. But during the days, he was fine and normal…like before. His heart wasn’t healed though it was still broken. Young, and broken, and it wouldn’t be healed. Not for a while. He met three new fae’s in the last two days, right before he ran away from the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. They were nice, and he favored one out of the three. Finoola. She made him feel normal because she had a large scar as well. So he didn’t feel so…run down.
She was a fae he liked. Just her snappy like attitude around his human’s was not nice. But now, he didn’t care. After the teenage boy beat him up, kicking, hitting, throwing rocks, and finally making a single stab at Rupture, he was gone. Wondering how his family is, it still isn’t enough to make him go back. He liked it in this town. Doing errands for human’s…they respected him, for his great attitude. He would chase people away who were starting trouble in a store. Run a letter to someone, and help police find ‘bad kids’ all of it was him. Reason for them respecting him; He was the Guard Dog for the City of Hovac.
With that, he started the pack widely known around these parts. Only at the moment, it was only he. Which was fine because he knew everything. At the moment, Rupture was going to his favorite place. Willamette Park, it reminded him of the Fairgrounds, and he is known for ruling this part. And actually ruling here; unlike in the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. Here, he also cares for the children. Of course the human’s should know he is part Wolf, Husky, and German Shepherd. But they trust him, by his actions. Leaving him with five or more kids, they will play with him, and all he does is lay there or play along. Snarling at a woman or man who doesn’t belong, this keeps the kids safe. It’s his job, the future packs job.
Walking through the gravel road, Hearing the cars behind him, going the speed limit. Some called out to him. His name is ‘Walking Angel’ or ‘Gel’. No, just in the human world. It actually took him a while to realize it, but soon he caught on quickly. Tail limp against his rump, and his head held high as he examined his park. Ears pulled against his skull as he heard his name, turning around he saw his buddy. Tail wagging quickly but still next to his rump, he stopped as the car came next to him. The girl reached down, and pet him, but kept her eyes off and on the road. Petting him he smiled, but she couldn’t tell.
Seeing her grab the wheel and turn, he continued to walk towards the kid’s area, to check on them. Seeing a creepy guy sitting on the bench, he never saw him before, and the parents who are always there seemed cautious as well. Which made Rupture weary. Ears back against his skull as he lowered his head down under his chest, he moved his large, and slim body near the guy. Muscles flexing under his white skin, and ivory pelt, you could she his strength. Maw clasped shut, his eyes cold and deadly. You can tell he was part wolf now. His body lowered a little as he walked in a calm and stalking pace.
Then, a low growl formed in his through. Hackles slightly rising. The trespasser turned around to look at him. He was frightened, and stood up to leave. Looking at a specific child before he walked away, and soon he did. Rupture noted the ‘child’ and became worried. It was his favorite kid. He was shy, but active. Cute little pup he is, and always welcome Rupture, even when the parents yelled at him not to. Ever since, they were un-separable. Rupture knows where the boy lives, and visits him from time to time, when he leaves the Park.
Walking to the bark dust, Rupture sat down on his strong haunches, and waited. The kids saw him, and rushed to his side. Flopping his ears around, stroking his ivory pelt, and laughing, some hugged his neck, and kissed his cheek. Other’s touched his scar on his eye, and said some words he couldn’t see. But their touch was caring and gentle, so he figured they were saying sorry, and you a good boy. But it was muffled due to their age. Rupture turned to see the parents, and stood up slowly. Making some kids let go of him and run around, attempting to have him chase them. Watching them run off, he gave his pelt a quick shake, and trotted towards the parents. Like always, he greets them kindly, and reassures them.
This time, they praised him, for ridding the strange man. Tail wagging side to side slowly, he smiled, but again, they can’t tell. His crystal blue optics showing leadership, dedication, and protection. He loved the kids, and seeing the parents so unsettled made him nervous. So what better than rid the man. Turning to leave, he gave the mother’s knees a quick lick, before he trotted after his kids. It was funny watching him, because it looked as if he was herding the kids around. But intentionally he wasn’t. Barking loud, sharp, playful barks, as the kids climbed up the play toy, he never went on it. Till now.
Ears moving around as he pawed the ground, not sure if he should jump or not. He circled the area looking up and barking. Jumping onto his hindquarters, and whimpering. Soon, he had to get up. Hearing the kids call for him, he jumped. Success. He made it, not that he thought he wouldn’t, but he did. Moving around, he heard the kids giggle and laugh, and turned to look at the parents clapping. Looking out and seeing the good view, he smiled. Great please to be on the look out. but his thoughts were disrupted as he spotted the strange man again. Who the fuck is he? he thought simply…But grunted. When he was done, he would chase him off…Unless he moves from now to then.
Sitting at the top of the playground, Rupture looked out, keeping his crystal blue optics on the human. He was suspicious, and weary of the man. Not all the human’s here were nice, oh god no. But the one’s that see Rupture everyday…They seemed to be a lot nicer. It still wasn’t perfect. Laying down, and crossing his fore paws, he watched as the sun came down slightly. The kids left with their rightful parents, and the strange man drove off a while back. A long day in the neighborhood, and all was alone. Quiet. Silent. Man he missed the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. Tail curled around his hind quarters, Rupture fell into a sleep. Only to dream of much more.
Rupture’s nose was set to the ground, following Okoe’s scent. Where was she going? It was the end of winter, she was in heat again, he was assuming, and she was all over the place. Finally, the scent stopped at some doors. It was Town Hall. Rupture’s nose cringed at the smell of the place, and the old look. Why the hell would she come in here? Shrugging he walked in, finding a hole in the wall, and squeezing through. He heard ruffle noises, and talking…Instantly recognizing Okoe’s voice.
Walking head level with his chest, hackles raised from his scalp to his rump, tail limp against his rump as he walked stiff legged, but cool…Just concern wiped across the young pups face. Turning the corner, he saw a huge dog, and little Okoe. Yes, little. After this moment, she was little to Rupture. Why would she come here? Did she love this dog? Was this her way of getting away from him, to love the dog she loves….Which isn’t him? He didn’t know, but instantly became rude. Calling for the brute to leave her alone, and it would be the last thing he would do. Only to watch the brute mount, and thrust in her. Heart breaking then and there, he charged.
The whole fight replayed in his restless night of the single dream. As if he cant get rid of it unless he awoke. But it only worried him. Did Okoe get stupid again? Moving his legs around as he slept ran, and turned, and fought. After his leg was broken, from the oversized brute crushing his leg, he awoke. With a jolt to his paws, and a long pant left his maw. He was shaky, and a whimper escaped his maw. He looked around to find it dark. Again, all alone. No one wanted him. Just the human’s. Why? What did he do? Risky his life for one to not get raped…Was that so bad?
His back leg was still broken, but the human’s got a hold of him and helped it. So now, it was back to normal. He didn’t limp as much, only when it was cold. Even then he didn’t limp as much. But during the days, he was fine and normal…like before. His heart wasn’t healed though it was still broken. Young, and broken, and it wouldn’t be healed. Not for a while. He met three new fae’s in the last two days, right before he ran away from the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. They were nice, and he favored one out of the three. Finoola. She made him feel normal because she had a large scar as well. So he didn’t feel so…run down.
She was a fae he liked. Just her snappy like attitude around his human’s was not nice. But now, he didn’t care. After the teenage boy beat him up, kicking, hitting, throwing rocks, and finally making a single stab at Rupture, he was gone. Wondering how his family is, it still isn’t enough to make him go back. He liked it in this town. Doing errands for human’s…they respected him, for his great attitude. He would chase people away who were starting trouble in a store. Run a letter to someone, and help police find ‘bad kids’ all of it was him. Reason for them respecting him; He was the Guard Dog for the City of Hovac.
With that, he started the pack widely known around these parts. Only at the moment, it was only he. Which was fine because he knew everything. At the moment, Rupture was going to his favorite place. Willamette Park, it reminded him of the Fairgrounds, and he is known for ruling this part. And actually ruling here; unlike in the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. Here, he also cares for the children. Of course the human’s should know he is part Wolf, Husky, and German Shepherd. But they trust him, by his actions. Leaving him with five or more kids, they will play with him, and all he does is lay there or play along. Snarling at a woman or man who doesn’t belong, this keeps the kids safe. It’s his job, the future packs job.
Walking through the gravel road, Hearing the cars behind him, going the speed limit. Some called out to him. His name is ‘Walking Angel’ or ‘Gel’. No, just in the human world. It actually took him a while to realize it, but soon he caught on quickly. Tail limp against his rump, and his head held high as he examined his park. Ears pulled against his skull as he heard his name, turning around he saw his buddy. Tail wagging quickly but still next to his rump, he stopped as the car came next to him. The girl reached down, and pet him, but kept her eyes off and on the road. Petting him he smiled, but she couldn’t tell.
Seeing her grab the wheel and turn, he continued to walk towards the kid’s area, to check on them. Seeing a creepy guy sitting on the bench, he never saw him before, and the parents who are always there seemed cautious as well. Which made Rupture weary. Ears back against his skull as he lowered his head down under his chest, he moved his large, and slim body near the guy. Muscles flexing under his white skin, and ivory pelt, you could she his strength. Maw clasped shut, his eyes cold and deadly. You can tell he was part wolf now. His body lowered a little as he walked in a calm and stalking pace.
Then, a low growl formed in his through. Hackles slightly rising. The trespasser turned around to look at him. He was frightened, and stood up to leave. Looking at a specific child before he walked away, and soon he did. Rupture noted the ‘child’ and became worried. It was his favorite kid. He was shy, but active. Cute little pup he is, and always welcome Rupture, even when the parents yelled at him not to. Ever since, they were un-separable. Rupture knows where the boy lives, and visits him from time to time, when he leaves the Park.
Walking to the bark dust, Rupture sat down on his strong haunches, and waited. The kids saw him, and rushed to his side. Flopping his ears around, stroking his ivory pelt, and laughing, some hugged his neck, and kissed his cheek. Other’s touched his scar on his eye, and said some words he couldn’t see. But their touch was caring and gentle, so he figured they were saying sorry, and you a good boy. But it was muffled due to their age. Rupture turned to see the parents, and stood up slowly. Making some kids let go of him and run around, attempting to have him chase them. Watching them run off, he gave his pelt a quick shake, and trotted towards the parents. Like always, he greets them kindly, and reassures them.
This time, they praised him, for ridding the strange man. Tail wagging side to side slowly, he smiled, but again, they can’t tell. His crystal blue optics showing leadership, dedication, and protection. He loved the kids, and seeing the parents so unsettled made him nervous. So what better than rid the man. Turning to leave, he gave the mother’s knees a quick lick, before he trotted after his kids. It was funny watching him, because it looked as if he was herding the kids around. But intentionally he wasn’t. Barking loud, sharp, playful barks, as the kids climbed up the play toy, he never went on it. Till now.
Ears moving around as he pawed the ground, not sure if he should jump or not. He circled the area looking up and barking. Jumping onto his hindquarters, and whimpering. Soon, he had to get up. Hearing the kids call for him, he jumped. Success. He made it, not that he thought he wouldn’t, but he did. Moving around, he heard the kids giggle and laugh, and turned to look at the parents clapping. Looking out and seeing the good view, he smiled. Great please to be on the look out. but his thoughts were disrupted as he spotted the strange man again. Who the fuck is he? he thought simply…But grunted. When he was done, he would chase him off…Unless he moves from now to then.
Sitting at the top of the playground, Rupture looked out, keeping his crystal blue optics on the human. He was suspicious, and weary of the man. Not all the human’s here were nice, oh god no. But the one’s that see Rupture everyday…They seemed to be a lot nicer. It still wasn’t perfect. Laying down, and crossing his fore paws, he watched as the sun came down slightly. The kids left with their rightful parents, and the strange man drove off a while back. A long day in the neighborhood, and all was alone. Quiet. Silent. Man he missed the Town of Lake Mini WahWah. Tail curled around his hind quarters, Rupture fell into a sleep. Only to dream of much more.
Rupture’s nose was set to the ground, following Okoe’s scent. Where was she going? It was the end of winter, she was in heat again, he was assuming, and she was all over the place. Finally, the scent stopped at some doors. It was Town Hall. Rupture’s nose cringed at the smell of the place, and the old look. Why the hell would she come in here? Shrugging he walked in, finding a hole in the wall, and squeezing through. He heard ruffle noises, and talking…Instantly recognizing Okoe’s voice.
Walking head level with his chest, hackles raised from his scalp to his rump, tail limp against his rump as he walked stiff legged, but cool…Just concern wiped across the young pups face. Turning the corner, he saw a huge dog, and little Okoe. Yes, little. After this moment, she was little to Rupture. Why would she come here? Did she love this dog? Was this her way of getting away from him, to love the dog she loves….Which isn’t him? He didn’t know, but instantly became rude. Calling for the brute to leave her alone, and it would be the last thing he would do. Only to watch the brute mount, and thrust in her. Heart breaking then and there, he charged.
The whole fight replayed in his restless night of the single dream. As if he cant get rid of it unless he awoke. But it only worried him. Did Okoe get stupid again? Moving his legs around as he slept ran, and turned, and fought. After his leg was broken, from the oversized brute crushing his leg, he awoke. With a jolt to his paws, and a long pant left his maw. He was shaky, and a whimper escaped his maw. He looked around to find it dark. Again, all alone. No one wanted him. Just the human’s. Why? What did he do? Risky his life for one to not get raped…Was that so bad?
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