Post by Deleted on May 21, 2013 23:26:59 GMT -5
Khronos
-- is joining us from --. this woman is going to celebrate his/her next birthday on 01/24. she's usually very quiet, on edge, distanced and is really quite good at writing. their problem is with putting up with annoying people. tsk tsk. welcome to MADNESS, hun.
full name: Khronos
breed face: German Shepherd
member group:Strays
age: 3 Years
likes: Control, Respect, Quiet
dislikes: Pups, Bubbly Canines, Socializing
personality:Khronos is what you would call a loner. He doesn't 'play well with others', and he doesn't want to. He keeps to himself and avoids socialization at all costs. There really is no reasoning with him, especially when he's angry. And yes, he does have quite a temper. He's quite a large German Shepherd, so therefore a force to be reckoned with. Not to mention he's not one to stand down. That's where his stubborn side kicks in. He takes disrespect from no one, and he's not about to change that, either. He can be quite egotistical from time to time, and he doesn't really put up with stupidity. Let me rephrase that, he never puts up with stupidity.
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hello! my name is K! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about 8-9 years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are --. my time zone is --. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:
Darkness shrouded black paws as they fell heavily on a thick forest floor made up of leaves, moss, and other assorted tree-droppings. An equally black body seemed to float through the trees as a dark head rose slowly, large ears perked and emerald green eyes gleaming at the forest around the wolf's form. He'd been traveling for months, leaving his past where it belonged, in the past. There was only one direction for him to go, and that was forward. He held himself confidently, though not cocky-like. He was just over four years old, and he had lived long enough to know most of the ins and outs of being a loner, as well as being a pack member. However, he had never really spent much time in a single pack on his travels, still not having found one that he liked particularly more than the rest.
He now approached a pack border, this fact made clear by the obvious scent markings that assaulted his nose as he grew near. He now came to a stop, several yards back from the border, lifting his nose to inhale the scent, not at all surprised that it seemed to be a female's. He had come across many female-led packs in his travels, and he simply sat, taking his time to lift his nose higher, his eyes closing as a deep, musical howl left his jaws, asking politely for an audience with the land's alpha. The song was sort and simple, stating that he was interested in joining, and respectfully seeking the alpha. As it ended, he lowered his chin, his tail laying lifelessly beside him as he began to wait.
His dark green eyes betrayed little of his thoughts or emotions, and instead scanned the terrain ahead, waiting patiently for any sign that his call had been answered. There was nothing put patience in his expression as he inhaled deeply, committing the border scent to memory as his ears perked, listening while his eyes watched, knowing that there were only a few options for a response to his howl. He could be attacked, though he'd learned in his travels that this reaction was more rare than many thought it to be. Another option was that the pack ignored him. This would be an undesirable reaction, though he was sure it would change little of his plans. The last, and most likely scenario was the arrival of the alpha to at least speak with him. It was this that he waited for, his nose twitching every once in a while as he shifted his weight to his other paw every now and then.
He now approached a pack border, this fact made clear by the obvious scent markings that assaulted his nose as he grew near. He now came to a stop, several yards back from the border, lifting his nose to inhale the scent, not at all surprised that it seemed to be a female's. He had come across many female-led packs in his travels, and he simply sat, taking his time to lift his nose higher, his eyes closing as a deep, musical howl left his jaws, asking politely for an audience with the land's alpha. The song was sort and simple, stating that he was interested in joining, and respectfully seeking the alpha. As it ended, he lowered his chin, his tail laying lifelessly beside him as he began to wait.
His dark green eyes betrayed little of his thoughts or emotions, and instead scanned the terrain ahead, waiting patiently for any sign that his call had been answered. There was nothing put patience in his expression as he inhaled deeply, committing the border scent to memory as his ears perked, listening while his eyes watched, knowing that there were only a few options for a response to his howl. He could be attacked, though he'd learned in his travels that this reaction was more rare than many thought it to be. Another option was that the pack ignored him. This would be an undesirable reaction, though he was sure it would change little of his plans. The last, and most likely scenario was the arrival of the alpha to at least speak with him. It was this that he waited for, his nose twitching every once in a while as he shifted his weight to his other paw every now and then.
this was made by THE ONLY EXCEPTION ! at caution. do not remove this or
i'll have to send my thousand ninjas after you.
i'll have to send my thousand ninjas after you.