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This rp is cliche, something done a million time over. But who cares?
In Chernobyl, dogs have essentially taken over. This is a "slice of life" type roleplay, meaning there isnt an overall conflict, unless someone has ideas but yea
There isnt much to life with them, they eat, sleep and roam. They live in the city, so often they live in broken down areas.
They have a hierarchy though it isnt very powerful, everyone pitches in. . . for the pages: 1-3, all accepted forms have been pinned for easy access . Links: Sign Ups(you are here) |
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Character Rules: 1) Your dog cannot be purebred, if anything, your dog will be a complete mutt, atleast 3 breeds 2) mary sue/gary sue. Your character isnt a fucking goddess.. nor is he able to do it all 3) ZERO WOLF x DOG HYBRIDS!! They just arent happening here alright 🥲 4) irl chernobyl dogs werent that affected by the radiation, so no mutations. i know i know, but this is a fairly realistic rp 5) no gigantism, the dogs are all around 20 inches at the withers 6) You MUST have some writen personality and appearance(even with a reference image) . __________________________________________ . Roleplay + OOCD Rules: 1) eves rules 2) respect people, don't be a dick 3) bare minimum 2 paragraphs, minimum 5 sentences each 4) 4 characters per person, only 1 high role per person 5) codeword is “pencil” put it in other 6) try to keep things equal 7) credit all images correctly 8) no love at first sight or active roleplaying with yourself (eg. mates) 9) reservations last 48hrs 10) human activity exists, but the dogs do not involve themselves. (i know that chernobyl dogs often eat what tourists and other give them but,,, lets get say they are actually self sufficient) 11) nothing explicit, please 12) swearing is ok, but please don’t be overly excessive 13) hate the character, not the player 14) that other codeword was just to worm out the people who don’t read the rules, actually put the colour of your toothbrush, but put it in your personality, not other, discreetly. 15) the rp doesn’t centre around you, include others 16) no fighting over roles (unless it’s like the rp plot lol) 17) most of these rules are subject to change, so check back frequently |
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ROLES!!!!
10:10 female:male
Chieftess:
-Morgana / 3 Years / female / honeymoon
Deputy:
-Nessi / 4 Years / Female / Biologist at Work
Medic(2): CLOSED
-Yuli / 5 Years / Male / Space Man
- Ellie / 5 Years / Female / East MountainClan
Lead Hunters:
they set up hunts and often are trainers. usually proficient in all roles of hunting.
-Butler / 5 Years / Male / Biologist at Work
-Blake / 4 Years / Male / [-Gem_Queen-] -reservation for kobeni -
Hunters:
divided into three types.
Scouts(5): CLOSED often are on their own, scouting for food, supplies, anything. they relay everything to rangers and trackers. they sometimes accompany ranger/tracker patrols.
-Kerri / 6 Years / Female / Salt Shaker
-Ace / 4 Years / Male / Moonlight Wolf
-Tallulah / 3 Years / Female / Black Tie Affair
-Takoda / 5 Years / Male / honeymoon -Bear / 4 Years / Male / Silver Winter Pack
Trackers(1-5): Very great at finding and tracing prey in the area. Sometimes can go days looking for specific prey in the colder weathers.
-Achilles / 4 Years / Male / Biologist at Work -Smog / 4 Years / Male / Pigeon Skullz
-Kieran / 4 Years 2 Months / Male / Rigell -Silver / 4 Years / Female / East MountainClan
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Rangers(1-5): Take things down, guards, basically the rushers of a hunting team.
-Rynn / 5 Years / Female / Swaggyrollie
-Channing / 3 Years / Male / golden meadows -Kodiak / 3 Years / Male / thecutehuskypack -Phsyci / 5 Years 6 Months / Female / CRIMSON PATH -
Trainees(4): CLOSED Adolescents training for certain roles.
-Mishka / 2 Years 6 Months / Female / East MountainClan
-Nya / 2 Years / Female / Moonlight Wolf -Kenny / 2 Years 3 Months / Male / swaggyrollie -Belly / 2 Years 1 Month / Male / Kobeni
Other Pack Members(1-?):
Pregnant mothers, pups, and elder dogs are here.
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Name: Rowan Age: 5 Gender: Male | He/Him Rank: Scout Breeds: Akita Inu (Predominantly), Anatolian Shepherd, Belgian Malinois, Leonberger Appearance: Rowan suffers from small man syndrome. He has dwarfism, so he is noticeably smaller than his peers. He stands at about 20 inches tall, and weighs only 60 pounds. He has a dark bay coat with amber brindle stripes running along his pelt. His underbelly, chin, front legs, hind paws, and a small circle around his left eye are white. His left ear has weak cartilage, thus being floppy as hell, making his head look a bit lopsided. His build is very lithe, having very little muscle on his body. His eyes are a dark brown, and his right eye is swollen shut as a result of an infection. 
Personality: Rowan is nothing if not painfully insecure. He constantly sits on the sideline and uses his small stature to avoid speaking to others. He tries to stay to himself, using his status as a scout to have an excuse to just go out on his own. He enjoys solitude, as a result not often being very social with other dogs, especially not those he is unfamiliar with. He is very quiet, unintentionally sneaking up on others, appearing as though he just materialized out of thin air. It also works in reverse, sometimes just ceasing to exist in the middle of conversations. He’s not great at talking to others, constantly stumbling over his words and needing to take like 10 minutes in order to figure out what to say next. He’s the kind of person who runs through conversations and arguments in his head as he’s about to fall asleep thinking of the perfect response. Around those he considers his friends, he is still quite quiet, although it’s still a noticeable difference. He really only has a few dogs he trusts, as he always fears that others around him are judging him from his defects. The one dog he trusts unconditionally is his brother, Yuli. He was hurt a bit by their separation years ago, and now he constantly follows Yuli around, always having a subconscious fear of being left again, despite the fact he would never truly be alone. Family: Yuli | Brother | Space Man Other: Some bitch stole my pencil in my lab last friday and frankly, I'm pissed. |
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Name Kerri Age 6 Years Gender Female | She/Her Rank Scout Breeds 40% Afghan Hound / 10% Boxer / 15% Belgian Malinois / 35% Undetermined Breeds Appearance Kerri is a relatively tall and lithe dog, at least for a Chernobyl-dweller. The female stands at 27 inches at the withers. She does not carry herself like you would expect a taller dog to, however; usually her head is hung low and below her shoulders, her tail dragging across the ground as she slinks from place to place. She most resembles an afghan hound in appearance were it not for her pelt coloration and ear shape. Her ears are more goblinoid in appearance for lack of a better word, usually resting at a downturned angle, both of them having weaker cartilage towards the tip which causes them to bend. Her pelt itself is (or would be, if she were properly groomed) a brilliant white with large dark brown patches that sport dark brindle markings. Her fur length is what makes her look like an unusual afghan hound specimen, with long leg and body fur, and short sleek hair on her face. Kerri has bright brown eyes clouded by cataracts and always seems a little sickly. Her teeth are not well, and she's almost always frothing and licking her maw. Her eyes appear sunken in and her ears and pawpads are prone to rashes. Personality Kerri always has something back-handed to say, assuming she bothers to say anything at all. The mongrel prefers watching others with wide, wild eyes as though she's one sudden movement away from a snarling snapping fit. She's made herself many enemies and will most likely only make more. Though not really prone to physical violence, she often dances around the edges of everyone's temper, almost like it's a game to her to see how many prods it takes to fully provoke someone. Kerri trusts no one, not even her own eyes. She's paranoid of everyone and everything and watches everyone from the corner of her eye, making up stories about their intentions that always loop back to that dog targetting her for some reason or another. Her daily life is led by strange rituals that she believes keep her alive. She has to patrol the same routes at the same time every day or else an intruder will come in, no doubt about it. She must sleep with her back towards the chernobyl sarcophagus or else her face will blister. Kerri either unaware of social etiquette or does not care. The latter is most likely. When she does talk to someone, it's often times very invasive and accusatory. Or just invasive - even when she's trying to be nice, she skips right past the usual small-talk. Kerri believes herself to always be in the right. Her perspective is the correct one. Through months of effort, she can be persuaded, but you have to put work into it. Often times she must come to the conclusion that she was wrong on her own. At the moment she seems content with her abysmal reputation. If there's one thing she's right about, she's good at her role of being a scout and staying on top of reports... if only because most of her reports are gossip and snitching that she delivers like it's her job. She likes stirring the pot, really, and doesn't tend to choose sides. Sometimes, the female will use her scouting expertise to stalk pack members she's already convinced herself to feel suspicious of and invite herself to be a fly on the wall to their conversation. If the gossip is really juicy, she'll relay it to her favorite rangers, especially if it's about them or their kin. Family Open to relationships Other |
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Name: Nessi Age: 4 Years Old Gender: Female ⁄ Femine Breeds: 45% Border Collie + 35% Newfoundland + 20% Australian Shepard × Rank: Deputy Desired Rank: Shes As Content As One Could Ever Be. × Appearance: Nessi is a big dog. Her sire was a Newfoundland and her mother had been a Border Collie. All she inherited from her father was his size, but he was just a bit bigger than her. At the shoulder, Nessi stands at 25 inches, and is about 4.4 feet long from snout to her tail. The last thing that the female inherited from her father is his sheer size, as in weight. He was quite the heavyweighted male so he had passed that down to Nessi, Nessi weighs just a couple pounds over 85. This weight is from her body mass but a fair amount of it is from her long fur, she doesn't have quite the amount of fur a Newfoundland has, more of a Border Collie. But when you take a big dog and a dog that already has quite a bit of fluffy fur? You get a dog like Nessi, her fur is long, it is fluffy and hangs down near her stomach and tail, her chest is also very fluffy as well as her cheeks and head overall. Her body is what some would say is bulky, others would say its muscular! To others, Nessi is just a big cuddle bug that could remind you of a giant teddy bear. She has a sharp jaw and more of her mothers facial features. Her eyes are big and doe-like and her ears are long, have fluff on them, and they reach down about three or four inches. - Nessi has a very unique coat, she has inherited the coloration from her beloved mother who was, from Nessi's point of view, the prettiest and kindest dog you could ever meet. Nessi's long coat has a white base, then she has darker cream spots on her rump and face, some are bigger than others and some are smaller. She has a big marking that covers her ears and a bit behind them, as well as her forehead. Nessi's fluffy tail is white, except for the fact of the tip being a darker cream color. As for Nessi's eyes, they are an icy light blue color, as were her mothers so she inherited that as well. They are quite beautiful actually. Her voice as deeper than most females but it is almost always used in a soft and gentle way. Personality: || Humble || Sweet || Incredibly Loyal || Comforting || Motherly || Warm || Respectful and Respectable || Caring || Empathetic || Thoughtful || Stern When Needed || Charming || Generous || Selfless || Flirtatious || Cheeky || Honest || Obedient || Adventurous || Good-Natured || Open Minded and Hearted || Active || Sassy || Agile || Genuine || Tolerant || Curious || Clever || Playful || Quick to Trust || Easy to Please || Elegant || Regal || Likeable || Persuasive || Fair || Alert || Outgoing || Jumpy || Sensible || Quick Learner || Quick Thinker || Positive || Encouraging || Neat and Tidy || Energetic || Understanding || Cautious || Self Confident || Hopeful || Passionate || Observant || Truthful or Blunt || Reliable || Hardworking || Graceful || Controlled || Pleasant || Over Protective || Gentle || Emotional || Helpful || Whimsical || Lover of Green plants || × Crush: She has somebody in mind... Mate: Something like that, its quite complicated. Offspring: Open for two unborn pups! 1. Open 2. Open × Kin: None, Pm me! Affiliations: Yuli - Their relationship is...complicated, to say the least. Before they had both joined the pack, they were just two strays out in a big world. They had stumbled across eachother one day, they decided the best thing to do was team up. Life was rough but it was even worse on your own. Nessi started taking a liking to Yuli after just a couple of days, he had an interesting personaliy and she was intruiged. It had been about a month before the female had found the strays pack, to Nessi it looked like a safe haven, things could be easier with more dogs. It took quite a bit of convincing to get Yuli to join but he had finally agreed after Nessi's constant pushiness. Not long after, Nessi had found out she was pregnant, not wanting to tell Yuli yet she has been keeping it a secret. This has been taking a toll on how she acts around him, usually much more jumpy or cautious as she doesnt want to upset him. × Other: Finished with the Teddy Bear. Pencil. - Nessi has been wanting pups for a while now, maybe a year or so. Her current unborn pups at the moment, they have two fathers. One of which is Yuli... The other is a stray male whom she had come across, he had left soon after Nessi informed him that she was pregnant. She doesn't know how to break the news to Yuli, nonetheless, the pack but she is aware that she will have to notify them soon. As they could start suspecting things when she starts her symptoms. It is quite rare for a females pups to be sired form two different males but it does occasionally happen. Nobody knows that she is pregnant... Yet. |
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Name: Rynn . Age: 5 years . Gender: Female . Rank: Ranger . Breeds: Boerboel, low % of akita, and a mash of pitbull types . Appearance: Rynn is a sturdy dog, standing at a good 24" and weighing almost 135 pounds. She has a blue-gray coat, with lighter, almost white unders. Her fur is barely a half-inch long. Very short and coarse. Rynn has a dark gray back marking, which comes down around her shoulder in two definite points. Her face mask covers her eyes, with a gap where a blaze runs up the bridge of her nose. there are dots on either side of her face, on her jaw bone. Rynn's ears are the same dark gray, except for the tips, which are the lighter gray/white. Her tail also sports this dark gray. Rynn's tail was bitten off at birth by her mother biting the umbilical cord.(weird but it does happen!!) Rynn has excessive scarring all over her body, from bite marks to scrapes and scratches. But nothing is more prominent than her scars from barbed wire. As a young ranger, she stupidly went through a fencing unit. The fencing had partially collapsed, with its top barbed wires being able to touch the ground. Rynn got it stuck around her, since she isnt agile nor was she experienced yet, it soon was wrapped around her muzzle, neck and around her body. Rynn's eyes are a bright blue. Her face is fairly intimidating, more from being a big breed. . Personality: Rynn is.. an angry girl to say the least. She doesnt enjoy the company of many, prefers to go on patrols with little to no dogs. She sees no reason in small talk and getting to know others. Pink. Her job is extremely important to her, specifically because, while doesnt like anyone, she certainly doesnt like death. Rynn is focused and alert almost always. She has strong morals and goals, and when she doesnt like something, she expresses it. The dog doesnt have much intelligence either. She doesnt understand a lot of things, but hunting and fighting? Man is she proficient in them. She aims to be a lead hunter, so she does dabble in other hunting roles, but ranging is her thing. Rynn finds doing the same thing everyday boring, and as a work dog, she often does do the same thing multiple days a week. This makes her restless. Rynn can hide her annoyance but you wont see her do that often. Even though she seems like she just isnt that great, because she angry and mean to everyone, she still has a heart. If she sees someone crying, she wont say much but she will cuddle and give "hugs". She is loyal towards those she views as friends and as higher ups. If something happens, and someone needs protecting, she will help. Even if it annoys her, she wont just leave someone hurting. . Family: Mother and father have passed, no clue where her siblings are. . Other: nofing |
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Name Morgana Age 3 Gender Female Rank Chieftess Breeds Pembroke Welsh Corgi, Border Collie, German Shepherd, various other breeds Appearance creds to TigressStocks on DA 
Morgana definitely doesn't fit the role of Chieftess. She's a short, stubby little dog who walks with a noticeable waddle. She looks kind of silly, actually, with the facial look of a German Shepherd, yet she has such a small and long body. Morgana is slightly above the average height of a Corgi, but she has short legs, a long body, and a long tail rather than the usual short one. 14 inches at the withers, to be exact. So, not too small, but definitely not big. Her fur is around short to medium length, and she has the colors of a Border Collie. A shiny black with white.. although the white is sometimes a dingy brown color rather than white. One thing about her is she has particularly large paws that look like they belong to a German Shepherd. Because of this, she waddles when she walks. A full on waddle, and often trips on her own paws. Another thing is her weirdly large ears. They're long, they're big, and they flop over when she runs. How they can even stand up on their own is a miracle. Morgana has pretty, soft looking orange eyes. Orange and a somewhat honey brown color, or easily described as amber. Normally, her eyes always have some sort of look of confusion in them. Her ears have cute little speckling all over them due to white hairs mixed in with the black. Almost like salt and pepper. Her cheeks have this as well, and it's reflected in her paw pads. Predominantly pink paw pads with black speckling. While Morgana resembles mostly Corgi and German shepherd, she has more little indicators of the other breeds within her. Her tail is long, and the fluffiest part of her. It looks like the tail of an Alaskan Malamute with the sheer amount of fur on it. The bark of some vicious sounding dog. One would definitely not expect a dog as little and stubby as her to sound so deep and vicious, like a Rottweiler. Its sort of comical, actually. Anytime she barks, she gets visibly scared of her own bark like she's wondering how it managed to come out of her. Every time without fail. Morgana has a lot of little quirks to her. Tripping on her paws and tail, waddling, always looking utterly confused, and getting scared of her own barking. On a particularly cold night, she likes to rest her paws on her tail, as well as bury her nose into it. Like some sort of cat. Morgana doesn't have any sort of scars or anything like that. Except for the occasional missing patches of fur from scratching too hard, she usually doesn't look too beat up. Dirty, sure, but not battered. She tries her best to keep up with grooming but her white markings her dirty so fast and she just gives up. To her, there's no point in cleaning her fur if it just gets dirty the next hour. Sometimes she feels a little fancy and fully cleans herself and dips herself into water, but it's sort of rare for her to that. 
Personality Morgana is definitely an interesting dog. She's the Chieftess, yet she doesn't act like it. One would probably expect her to be cold, vicious, and ruthless. But she's nothing of the sort. In fact, she's kind of stupid. An airheaded dog who's too busy trying to remember how to understand a joke that was told three days ago. The type to laugh at a joke she doesn't understand because she doesn't want to look like an idiot asking what it was about. The type who always look utterly confused and lost when anyone talks to her about anything. In short, she's inexperienced with her role of leadership and has no idea what she's doing whatsoever. Despite being a little dumb, she's very sweet. Morgana tries her absolute best to relate to everyone and try to provide them with comfort. She gives little words of encouragement and likes to just sit with anyone and smile stupidly at them while they talk about their problems. She'll try to give advice, but it's probably not the best to follow. Morgana is affectionate by nature, and absolutely loves to cuddle or nap with someone. But she's always too humiliated to ask anyone if they want to cuddle with her, so she just doesn't. A curious dog by nature, she always finds herself with a new interest every week. One week, she's interested about why sometimes there are clouds in the sky and sometimes there aren't. The next, why birds can fly and she can't. Anytime she's asked a question, even if she knows the answer, Morgana stares at whoever asked it with a stupid and confused look on her face. You can visibly see the gears turning in her head. And then whenever she remembers the answer, she gets all proud of herself and speaks with an enthusiastic tone. Morgana is easily amused and excited, it takes very little to get her going. Once she's started on something that makes her excited, she literally won't stop until she's told to shut up. Overall, she's a pretty happy go lucky dog. But of course, like anyone else, she has her bad days. On her bad days, she can be very sassy and irritable. She'll try to be sassy and petty but then realize she doesn't have a clue in the world how to get back at whoever is pissing her off. So then she'll say something stupid and try to play it off.. which is very embarrassing. Morgana just doesn't have it in her heart to stay mad at someone, because within a few hours, she'll seek them out and apologize for the dumb comment she made. Even if it was the least offensive thing ever that she said. She likes purple objects, even if she can't see the color purple Shes oddly very gentle and motherly. She has such a gentle and soft demeanor, and just looks to be sweet. Anytime anyone has a problem, she'll try her best to fix it. Even if she doesn't have the slightest clue how to help or what to even say, she'll try. And sometimes, she does have a good solution. Morgana is very, very silly. She loves to jump around and play with everyone, make stupid jokes, and talk in stupid voices. It's quite humorous on its own to see a stubby little dog like her try to jump high. Whenever she thinks too hard, she sticks her tongue out a little. Thats how you know that she's really, really using all of her brain power. Despite her airheadedness, Morgana is highly intuitive. While she doesn't always understand the feeling, she knows when something is up with someone, or if they're trying to hide something. She may not bring it up, but she knows. And it honestly freaks her out. Like some sort of 6th sense, she'll always know, and nothing can be hidden from her. It's perhaps what makes her qualified to be Chieftess, despite her lack of experience and knowledge. Nobody can lie to her. Family Open Other Open for any sort of relationship |
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