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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 8:14 pm
Welcome to the Streets  The Streets are a tough place to live for a human, even tougher for a dog. Mutt, purebred, half-wolf, there's no difference. Every dog may have his day, but you'll have a hard time convincing these dogs of that. It's not like they can hunt for food, dig a den or just pick up an owner. They work with what they're given, and that ain't much.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:59 pm
Profiles
Fill out the form, post it, and start RPing.
username: Name: Sex: Age: (dog years) Personality: Short History: Appearance:
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 11:09 pm
username: hoofandsnort Name: Scat Sex: Male Age: 4 Personality: Self-righteous and street smart. Loyal to a fault, but with a bad temper. Short History: Abandoned as a puppy in a box in a junkyard. He grew up there with the other rejects and learned to survive. After the junkyard was plowed over, he struck out to find a new place and a new pack. Appearance:
username: hoofandsnort Name: Kona Sex: Female Age: 2 Personality: Shallow and manipulative, seductive and flattering. Looks out for number one, but deep down, she's got a good heart. Short History: She ran away from her previous two owners and has been in and out of the pound. She was kicked often by her first, so she guards her flanks. She is good at playing humans, so she's been able t get by. Appearance:
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 11:18 pm
Scat nosed into the garbage in front of him. C'mon...C'mon.....Bingo! He emerged with the remains of a cheeseburger wrapper in his mouth. He carefully laid it on the ground in front of him, making sure to hold one end down with his paw as he licked the delicious fat and cheese clinging to the paper, his tail wagging. In this town, there was no shame in monopolizing on the stupid habits of humans. The large shepherd sniffed to make sure there was nothing left to salvage and lifted his nose toward the garbage again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 4:02 am
username: sad Smartcat Name: Trixie Sex: female Age: 3 Personality: hyperactive, intelligent, friendly, loves to play. Is over cautious of humans and get's scared fairly easily, though she likes to pretend to be brave. Escape artist. Short History: She was a christmas gift to someone who didn't want her. She was put in the pound but soon escaped. Has lived on the streets for three years. Appearance:  **************************** **************************** username: sad Smartcat Name: Shadow Sex: male Age: 6 Personality: Stubborn, easly angered, likes to get his own way, quick to fight, quiet, sullen....sneaky Short History: Was a trained fighting dog. Escaped when one of the fights got busted by cops. Now claims a large territory in the city which includes the city dump. Appearance:
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 4:09 am
Trixie heard something rummaging in a bin. With her ears pricked and her tail curled high she trotted around the corner to investigate. She saw the big sheperd and wagged her tail. "Hello!" she yipped.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 12:43 pm
Scat heard a yipped greeting from behind him. He turned quickly, his tail bushed out, ready for anything. He was met with a friendly looking female. Small in size, and happy, it seemed. Scat sat on his haunches. She didn't look like a junkyard dog, she looked pretty friendly, if not hungry. "Hello. You hungry?" he asked, tossing his head toward the trash can behind him. "This one's a gold mine. Name's Scat, you?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:27 pm
"Course I am!" She took that as an invite and bounded over to the trash can. She pushed it over with her front paws and jumped back when it clanged on the ground. "My Name's Trixie. Oh, and don't mind my collar, I'm not a pet. Well.... I used to be.... but that's a complicated and somewhat sad story." she said casually and she began to nose through the trash that had spilt all over the ground. She found a can of tuna that still contained half it's contents. She expertly ate the fish without cutting her tongue on the can.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:07 pm
"Found a good one, eh?" He said, as the female lapped the contents of a can. "I'm a proud stray as you can see" he said, turning around to show the mud and scars covering his coat. He sat on his haunches again. It was a pretty cool evening, the wind was beginning to pick up, blowing tiny tufts of fur on Scat's coat.
There didn't seem to be any other dogs in the area. "So you travel alone?" he asked Trixie. It was unusual for a dog her size to be alone, especially in this neighborhood. Scat had been busted up pretty bad when some cuss with a jerk of a pit bull decided to cut the sucker loose.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:31 pm
((It's sexist I know. >.< but that's life. I think I'll create another profile.)) She noticed his scars. "Yeah, I don't exactly travel much but I don't have a pack. And as a female I don't get much of that sort of trouble." she said wryly. "But I know a another dog in the area. He's usually pretty hard to find though."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:49 pm
[[haha sexist, it's cool, we're dogs XD I'll make another profile for myself soon also 3nodding ]] "Heh" he laughed. "Lucky you." It must be a little easier without every other stray constantly biting at your heels "I don't know any others in this area. I used to live at the dump way on the outskirts. Knew some good dogs out there..." he trailed off. "So, you wanna go check out the McDonald's on the corner? If I distract the one with the mustache, can you nab the goods?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:54 pm
Trixie licked her lips eagerly. "I'm up for it." she abandoned the trash, leaving it littered all over the ground. She trotted off for the closest Macdonalds. She slipped inside without getting noticed and hid by the counter under an empty booth.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:04 pm
Scat watched Trixie expertly enter the McDonald's through the bushes outside. It was getting dark, close to closing time. Best time of the night he thought, licking his chops. There was one kid left inside at the counter. Scat watched as a couple entered and ordered. Judging from all the clicking the kid did on the cash register, it had to be a huge order. Time for action He waited until the order was bagged, sitting on the counter, ready for takeoff.
Scat started barking furiously, causing the kid at the counter to come towards the door. He slicked his ears to his head and whined loudly. The boy came a little closer to the glass door, reaching out his hand to open it. "Now!" he barked to Trixie.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:13 pm
Trixie watched the large paperbag as it was placed on the counter. She heard Scat barking and saw the kid leave to investigate. Just as she heard the command from Scat she lept into action and lept onto the counter. She snatched the bag up in her jaws and raced for the open door. The kid tried to shut it in her face but she managed to slip out just in time. "'un!" She yaped at Scat as the couple who had ordered where chasing after her. She didn't drop the heavey bag, though it slipped a couple of times. She lept over a brick wall and hid in a bush in a garden. She dropped the bag and sat down panting.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:10 am
Username: Hikyirou6735 Name: Kipcha Sex: Female Age: 18 (Dog Years) Personality: Very loyal, honest, and generous. Very stubborn and eccentric. Has a sharp tongue, but keeps most opinions to herself. She's kind-hearted, and doesn't anger easily, but she can have a short temper, and when angry can be a little violent. Short History: Illegally bred in a puppy mill, she saw man's nature at its worst. A fire at the mill allowed her to escape, but she has a lifelong fear of fire, and doesn't trust man much at all, but over the years, she's been able to tell whether a human is capable of trusting, though she stays away. As for other dogs, she tends to try to keep her distance, but if she finds them trustable, she'll slowly open up. She's not interested in rank or status, only in surviving. Appearance: Username: Hikyirou6735 Name: Haru Sex: Male Age: 14 (Dog Years) Personality: Deep thinker, and sensitive, but doesn't let it show. Extremely short-tempered and conflicts with higher authority a lot. Can't make quick decisions, and doesn't like to have to make decisions. Short History: Mother a full-bred Husky, he was expected to become a full-bred too, but when the breeder found that his father was a mut, the breeder couldn't sell the pup. So he was given to a family that moved away, but left him behind. He wonders the streets now, trying to stay out of trouble and to avoid other dogs, not wanting to risk his life if his temper would to snap, or if the dogs didn't like his conflict with an authority figure. Appearance:
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