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Hello there ! Welcome to my little character thread. I love to make OCs,
color linearts f2u from dA,
and rolepay. My favorite genre -handsdown- is W O L F whether it is realistic or fantasy based. My main OC is a winged wolf with some illusion gifts like the infamous Loki. If you are interested in setting something up with my boi, send me some Game Mail. *Do Not Post Here - Your Post Will Be Removed/Ignored* ~ * Anyway, here's a list of topics I would be interested in * ~
WOLVES (duh)
Stray Dogs / Junkyard Dogs / City Dogs (domesticated, imagine Life of Pets theme)
Warrior Cats / Large Cats
Anthromoprhs
High School / Dorms
Gifted Humans
Horses / Stables I don't really do any fandom stuff... BUT I do watch Anime.
Here's a list of the crap I watch 8D
Avatar the Last Airbender
The Legend of Korra
Fullmetal Alchemist -Brotherhood
My Hero Academia
Ranma 1-1/2
Samaurai Champloo
Cells At Work
I also watch...
most Netflix originals like,
Stranger Things
Workin' Moms
Good Girls
Bojack Horseman
Norseman
Dave
Aggretsuko
Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts
Black Mirror
The Good Place
Ozark
Parks and Recreation
Schitt's Creek
Brooklyn Nine-Nine is my fav on Hulu <3 ___________________________________________________ Plot ideas coming soon... ^-^ ___________________________________________________ Character Form Name: Species: Gender: Age: Physical Description Size - Fur - Eyes - Extra Accessories Personality Strengths - Weaknesses - Likes - Dislikes - Summary Backstory Active RP: Intended for One x One |
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Edited at September 20, 2020 01:42 PM by Bluntwulf
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Images Credit: WolfPlayGame.com custom wolf maker designed by me Name: Dyani (Die-ahn-ee) Native American origin, meaning 'deer' Gender: Female Age: 4 years old Species: Eastern Timber Wolf Appearance Dyani has a brown coat with tan speckles, much like a baby fawn, on her shoulders but also black along her back and tail. Her face is dark brown colored with a tan stripe on her muzzle leading up between her green eyes. The insides of her pointed ears are colored cream, matching the hue on her chest and tail tip. Her haunches are more of a honey gold color mixed into her brown fur. Her front paws are tan while her back paws are dark brown like the primary color of her fur. She carries herself very eloquently because of how she was raised. Her parents are the Beta wolves of the pack, and she is always corrected on posture and social etiquette. It is important to remain composed especially in stressful situations or even if she thinks no one is watching. She walks poised with a raised head and erect ears. Her pawsteps are confident. She doesn't hold her tail straight behind her though. Usually, her tail is full of movement and often what her mother corrects her on because she comes off more playful than what is intended. Dyani is a tall but slender wolf. This is another reason she was given her name; deer are agile looking. She also has strong legs, a narrow muzzle, and a long neck. Personality As a skilled huntress, Dyani enjoys tracking and ambushing prey. When she isn't being spied on by her parents or the Alpha pair, she is always looking for a new adventure- even if it means leaving the territory or going to a dangerous area within the territory. Her favorite thing to eat is caribou or elk. Being outside ultimately boosts her mood and centers her thinking. Even though her parents put a lot of pressure on her, she respects her mentors so much that she would be willing to do anything they ask until she perfects it. She strives to be the best. It has created a slight obsession to seek all the knowledge she can, but also effecting her demeanor to come off more snobby than she may intend. The most unfavorable thing Dyani has come to find in her lifetime are humans. She doesn't like the way they smell (gunpowder and campfire), and is perplexed why canines work with them as companions. She is very passionate when it comes to chasing humans and their dogs out of camps. Dyani's favorite thing is to be around others. She can be immersed in conversation with another wolf, or they could be sleeping soundly. The comfort she feels in the presence of others is enough for her. However, she is known for being quite talkative and has a short fuse when her thoughts don't want to be heard. Biography: |
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Name: Cascade Lorraine Pater
Age: 17 years old
Gender: Female
Parent: Poseidon
Sexuality: Bisexual Appearance
Cascade doesn't share any physical similiarities with her family as they adopted her at a young age. She grew to be a tall girl, standing presently at five-foot-eleven. She has an athletic build thanks to farmlife as a child, but has slimmed out over the years practicing horeback riding for regional shows. She couldn't weigh more than one-hundred and thirty-seven pounds. Her shoulders are broad and she has strong, wide hips with a tapered torso. Her legs and thighs are also strong from riding. Freckles dance over her grecian nose, shoulders, and thighs, but not seen anywhere else on her body. She has long, wavy hair holding a chestnut color that reaches down her back to her hips. Sometimes her hair appears more chocolate brown, usually indoors or in shaded areas. Other times in the sun or well-lit areas, her hair holds a more russet hue. She has blue-green eyes that glow brighter blue when practicing her water control. Her eyelashes are dark and long, curling upward to her dark brown eyebrows. Often, she can be seen wearing flowing skirts and a crop top. She doesn't like to wear shoes, but generally found lace up sandals or short botts with a buckle. If her hair is pulled back, it is usually in a braid. She also has her left nostril pierced with a braided silver and gold hoop. Her ears are each pierced 3 times in the lobe where gold hoops are placed, and her cartiledge is pierced twice in each ear where studded gems are placed: aquamarine (right side) and pearl. (left side) Personality Cascade feels intense emotion, creates a mysterious facade, and is fiercely independent. Even at a young age, Cascade was determined to shine brighter than her five older siblings. Having four brothers and a sister made times of standing-out challenging, but Cascade was able to pursue any goal she set forth because of her unmatched focus. When she wants something, she goes for it and doesn’t hold back. If Cascade considers someone a friend, there’s no one better to have at their side during times of trouble than her. Without even a second thought, she will run into danger for family and friends, and will always be the first to volunteer for difficult tasks. She was adopted into a family, who were not large people by nature, and Cascade made it a point to band together with the first daughter to guard her from their brothers. She was constantly fighting her sister’s battles. Over time, Cascade was able to rock their socks off and teach them a lesson: girls can do anything boys can do. Though her trust is hard to earn, Cascade takes pride in protecting and caring for family and friends. She applies her determination to stand by them in times of need. When she is committed to someone or something, she will not falter. In Cascade’s opinion, dishonesty is the worst trait someone can possess. She will always tell the truth even if it may be hurtful or harsh because she is just as honest with herself as she is with others. She also thinks lying and cheating is a waste of time and isn’t right to misinform others. Known to be fierce, she sets a high bar when making goals and is single-minded when it comes to achieving them. She doesn’t set limits in life because she won’t have anyone tell her something she wants isn’t possible. Instead, she will laugh in their face and use it to fuel her determination. Although she has a lot of wonderful qualities, Cascade has a tendency to think her determination and intelligence entitles her to get what she wants. She is quick to be jealous because she thinks everything is a competition. She doesn’t care to compare other people’s achievements with her own making her difficult to relate to. Despite being incredibly honest, she doesn’t like to make herself vulnerable to anyone she may be unsure of. She can be secretive by keeping her feelings to herself, including plans and ideas, so she can have the upper hand and remain three steps ahead. Unfortunately, she doesn’t win all the time. She can certainly become jealous when others get what she wanted, but grudges are held in high regard for those who betray her. She takes it as a personal attack and an apology rarely resolves any act of blatant betrayal. If anyone slights her, she only feels justified in resenting them. More so, Cascade hates being controlled by others but is rather fierce and intense when it comes to thinking she knows what’s best for any given situation. She feels complacent when she isn’t in control. To top it off, her stubborn nature pushes her to stand her ground and stick to her guns. This can be helpful, until she needs to change a way she did something or any idea she had because she absolutely doesn’t like compromise. Because she is not easily convinced to try new things, she is set in what she thinks and likes. Powers: Water-manipulation, like a waterball or whip. Anything larger scale causes her back to tense up making it difficult to operate her limbs. She can also understand aquatic life and horses, but cannot communicate her thoughts to them. She can only hear their thoughts when making eye contact. (Maybe eventually she can communicate with animals, but I would like her power focus to be water control.)
Preferred Weapon: Any staff-like object Active RP: https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=28&t=60966 |
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Name: Atlas Age: 1.5 years Gender: Intact Male Pack: The Unseen Rank: Subordinate Notoriety/Reputation: Not really well-known as he hasn't been alive long. He was also previously a house pet which others don't seem to take him serious. However, upon first meeting he can be rather daunting to look at because he is a pretty solid looking dude. This facade falls to the wayside shortly after through his movements or expressing his thoughts. He generally seems jazzed to be around others or involved with projects for the pack which should be easily recognized by others. Breed(s): Sire was a purebred Staffordshire Terrier, while the dame was a Yellow Labrador Retriever mixed Red Nose Pitbull. Aroma: Cedar and honey Appearance: A lion-colored coat with white on his muzzle, belly, insides of legs and stockings, chest and front of his neck, and his tail is half tipped white, also. As for the color of white intersecting with gold fur, it is not a clean line where the colors meet yet a painted sort of edge. The fur meeting his nose is so white, you can see his dark skin underneath with belton spots decorating the bridge of his muzzle. His eyes are a brillant amber and stand out because of the wide blaze sort of white marking between them. He gets his name because of the white marking off-centered on the back of his neck nearly on his shoulder. The mark is shaped like a compass rose against the darkest part of his sunny coat. Thanks to his crossed genetics, this male doggo is naturally muscular weighing a whopping seventy-seven pounds with proportionately long, sturdy legs measuring twenty-eight-and-one-half at the withers. The top of his head couldn't measure more than thirty-six or thirty-seven inches. His body isn't littered in scars though one could easily see on his freckled, pink belly (skin where fur doesn't grow, like arm pits and private bits region) three or four long yet healed scars from puplife with siblings. He has a boxy head, with a long but thick muzzle topped with a large dark liver nose. His ears hang like large triangles on either side of his head, often giving away his true feelings at any moment. His shoulders are meaty and broad and his haunches are larger but similarly chiseled shape as his shoulders. His tail has a slight bend in it, but I wouldn't say it was curly. Rarely does his tail lay flat unless he is sitting or laying down. He has a rounded back and generally submissive posture around those he is comfortable with. 
Image credit goes to me. This is my rl pet.
Personality: Atlas is a friendly dog, but can be rather standoffish at first. He can be rather excitable, too, while remaining skittish. He barks when eye contact is made, or something antagonizes him. Or simply if he feels threatened. He is not one to back down from a scuffle, unless his opponent decides they aren't going to continue. He gets a lot of his motivation from the challenger's energy and body language. And this bleeds into not so hostile behaviors as well, such as happily accompanying others on patrols or creating a game-plan to hunt down some food. Which brings us to his ultimate guilty pleasure: pork, more specifically, brats. If this is a reward, you can bet your bottom dollar that Atlas will take responsibility of a task in order to get his salvating mouth on some pork. It can be used against him, of course. Depending on the severity of the situation, he may just take you up on something mischeiveous. If used for good, he may certainly fight for the well being of others. This is most certainly a flaw in his self-discipline. Backstory: Atlas was born in a litter of nine pups, one of which was stillborn. His mother escaped when she was pregnant and gave birth in an abandoned bathroom at a park on the outskirts of the city. She raised the pups the best she could, unfortunately she was a young mom -less than a year old when she orginally got pregnant- and did her best to grow-up in two months time. After eight weeks of many sleepless nights, she was discovered by a construction company who was gentrifying the parkland and relocated the family of dogs to a shelter. Atlas was adopted quickly due to his markings and sweet demeanor. Although he was cowering in a corner when he met his fur-ever family, he never would have guessed he would be living on the streets in his lifetime. So, now that you understand how he came into this world and how he lucked out with the adoption, let's get into how he wound up on the streets in a dog pack fighting for their expansion. Atlas lived a pretty comfortable life, until human children were brought into the picture. His human masters bore twins and neglected a lot of neccessary affection towards Atlas. They installed a dog door to allow him to freely access the fenced-in backyard. Shortly, that became a barrier to keep him outside. The human children were infants and because of his random, sudden barking, he disrupted sleep schedules often. It tends to make humans go crazy. He started recognizing more time locked outdoors, and in the winter he had enough. They forgot him outside over night. Atlas took it upon himself to dig his way free and slipped underneath the fence line. His collar snagged on the double-lined fence (seven-foot privacy wood fence and a four-foot chainlink fence on the inside of the perimeter) where he left behind everything he grew to know, prepared to face the unknown beyond the fence. The humans adopted him shortly after eight weeks old, putting him into training classes for obedience. They were interested in agility because of his willingness to learn and high energy. With that being said, he ventured out of the house on multiple occasions and had grown familiar with routes they walked. Atlas wanted to prove to himself he could survive on the streets because it was a rather thrilling thought that it determined life and death of most animals. He can't count, but if he could, the death toll for squirrels and raccoons would be pretty high. When he would stick his whole head out of the car window on their drives, he would get a wiff of something fresh yet dead and the humans would use the term 'roadkill' as they pointed to where ever it lay along the road. The idea of being comletely free to do as he please all the while having the lingering thought of dying is oddly captivating. Drawing on this realistic fact of what his life has become, he thought it would be best to join a pack of canines with similar views of freedom from humans. He recently made his home in a honeysuckle bush where cedar mulch covers the dirt's surface over its roots. He cannot be seen and not too often do humans come near thanks to the bees feeding on the plant's sweet nector. Mate: Crush: Tbd Offspring: Active RP: [Link] |
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