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Please do not post unless your named is mentioned in the title, but feel free to read along. |
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Alr! im going to find a free dog pictre i can use from deviantart then i will get my dog in! |
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Alright I'll add my dog once I see what breed/height your dog is! |
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Alr so he is going to be a german shepherd just so you now im just waiting for the owner to answer to see if its allowed on here |
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Alright, I'll be using a Australian Shepard if that's okay? |
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Name:Maximus Age:around 3 or 4 Gender:Male Species:
German shepherd Backstory:
Maximus was born on the streets of New York city with his 2 sisters and other brother. when he turned 1 he was caught by the pound and eversine he has been moved home from home he has given up on ever being accepted in a home forever and has turned aggressive at his adoption shelter snarling and barking at anyone who passes his cage but curls up and cries trying to hide his tears when they leave. ~~~~~~~~~
personality: Maximus can be really overconfident and stubborn at times. His strength and size tends to make him feel somewhat invincible or unstoppable, However much he wants this to be true, it is not. Maximus lives in his world of demons in his head making him have episodes where he attacks and doesn't let go. Maximus used to be a kind, friendly dog.. He was a German shepherd who loved hunting and making friends. He is extremely loyal and if you manage to break through his shell he would never let you down. Appearance:
Maximus is your average colored german shepherd, his pelt is decently fluffed, his frame is lean and has the right amount of muscle for his breed. He has a scar on his left eye giving him his name. (unlike the picture) Maximus's pelt is dirty and full of scars and wounds; he even has a right torn ear. This poor boy can't wait to meet his forever....if it is to happen. He wears a chain collar and a muzzle at his adoption shelter due to his aggression. (when he talks to other dogs: His voice is deep and growly, sending chills down the spines of any dog. Even pit bulls and humans, when he snarls it sounds like a savage wolf giving him the title of the second most powerful mix breed next to the famous Whitefang. |
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(sorry it took so long! i was waiting for the owner to asnwer me and i was trying to think of what kind of backstory should he have. also thats fine! |
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WARNING!
the post about to be sent might be sensitive info and cause fear and nightmares in some people if you do not like dog abuse or dog fighting please understand this is just a backstory i made up. none of this happened to the real dog in the picture. |
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Backstory of how he gave up:
Maximus wagged his tail, his brown eyes shining as his human put his leash on him, making the weird high pitch noise she did whenever she petted him. She led him into the weird box and he leaped in letting his human close the door they drove to a familiar building it was the same place she had got him! He tilted his head confused as she tied his leash to the fence driving away in the box without even a kiss or pet. He laid there for hours waiting for her to come get him and feed him her ice cream…she never came back.
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Maximus wagged his tail licking the small girl's fingers through the cage he yelped as she pulled his ears staggering back making the little girl fall on her butt crying. The mother grabbed the little girl's hand walking away barking angrily. He sighed curling on the floor watching the humans pass his cage not even giving him a glance.suddenly his caretaker took him out of the cage with a strange leash that didn't click to his collar. She led him to a room that smelt like sad and dead dogs mixed with metal and human sadness his tail tucked between his legs as he hopped on the table yelping as she stuck a iv in his arm realizing what was going on he leaped from the table dragging the iv and all the stuff attached with him he sprinted toward the window lowering his head to his chest as he leaped through it glass embedding itself in his side leg and right foot……
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Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. The same thing happened with an owner abandoning him after the first 3 days of having him, Maximus fought aggressively against the leash nipping at the air as he was dragged into a cage. He blinked his eyes open as the sound of dogs barking and humans shouting filled his ears standing up his cage door was opened a human wrapping a cloth around his muzzle and tying it to his head he struggled trying to get it off with his paws he had no choice to follow and ignore the cloth as the human shouted slapping him with a stick. He curiously walked next to the human glaring as he entered a area with humans sitting in their odd chairs looking down at the dogs cheering and trading their green food (money) two dogs fought against their leashes barking and lunging toward Max as he stood there calmly.suddenly the human untied the cloth and took his leash off the same time the other humans did to their dogs. Max bowed trying to play to only be bitten in the neck, another dog tearing half of his right ear off, Max yelped wiggling under the weight of the other dogs. Suddenly something snapped inside of Max he blinked and once his eyes were open he had the husky’s neck in his mouth, his canines sinking in deep. Dog fights came and went by in a matter of seconds as Max became the champion in dog fighting. The more he fought the more scars he had and the more aggressive he became putting even his handler in the hospital twice. After just a week Max was known across the world but…today's fight would be different. As always the humans let the dogs off the leash at the same time. But this dog was huge and alot more wolf-like than Max. The dog easily pinned him down and sank his teeth into Max’s neck making him go limp, his vision darkening….Max woke up in a new shelter the next day. But he had to wear a muzzle and a chain around his neck everytime a family came to see him. And he never got picked as he snarled and barked his eyes wide. |
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Name: Rosemarie Age: 3 years old Gender: Female Species: Australian Shepard Backstory: Rosemarie was born in a house with three brothers, she was soon bought by a woman at 8 weeks. The woman kept and trained the pup. The pup is now a full grown dog, and she now has two owners the woman, and a man. Personality: Rosemarie is a energetic female, unless she’s told a command she’s almost constantly right behind of her person. When she is outside she will run about, and explore. She can seem overprotective at times and that is simply because she has a need to protect her owners, and anyone close to her. She is obedient, listening to every command. As any dog she is intelligent, and a very quick learner. Rosemarie is a dog that needs her mind to be worked atleast 30 minutes a day or she’ll be extra hyper and more aggressive. She can be stubborn, but is usually not due to being trained. She can and will test you without any reasoning why. She is gentle to kids and pups, but the opposite around dogs her size or taller. Appearance:
Rosemarie stands at a height of 19 inches, and weights some where around 36lbs. She has a lean body, with legs that fit her body size. She is skinny, and doesn’t over eat no matter how much she is fed. Her skin is covered with well groomed double coat, her fur is long and soft, her first coat is much denser then her outer layer of fur. She has a cropped tail, and large circular eyes. Her ears aren’t flat against her fur, but hanging above her fur. Her coat coloring is one of a red Merle’s, patches of tan, crimson, and reddish-brown cover her already pitch white fur. Her right ear is pitch white, unlike her left which has a few crimson splotches. Her paw pads are a dull pink, her nose a dark liver color. Her eyes are a emerald green color, that shine best in the moonlight. |
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