s l a w t e r

[s l a w t e r]

S L A W T E R!

slawter is joining us from WA. this 3 is going to celebrate his/her next birthday on 11/18. she's usually very cruel, sarcastic, envious and is really quite good at hunting. their problem is with patience. tsk tsk. welcome to MADNESS, hun.

full name: slawter
breed face: argentinian mastiff
member group: Obscura
age: 3
likes: storms , hunting , 'games'
dislikes: being looked down on , flaws , laziness/slacking

personality:

the good; we can't precisely say slawter posses any good to her, however, she has a couple noble traits. slawter is honest, blunt even. she never holds back what's on her mind. if there's one thing slawter cannon stand it would be liars and dishonesty. another good trait is her loyalty; though she is demented, she believes if she found someone worth following she would, and with a loyal heart. however, she would not change for them; slawter also believes indepandance to an extent. her bravery has two sides, however, is also admired. she herself is a walking contradiction.

the bad; now, this is where it gets good. slawter is a very demented, cruel girl. her morals would seem nonexsistant, for she rarely abides by any laws. she is sadistic, and has a cruel, inhuman sense of humor that targets her as insane. however, she was accept this title; she feeds on her known reputation. though sometimes she seems all bark, no bite, she wouldn't hesitate to bear her teeth into anyone's flesh. her sarcasm knows no limitations, and her hatred for dishonesty is clear, for her blunt honesty clearly states so. terror is her desire, and her sins are unholy, unconsecrated. she is a terrible enemy to have, but a very good ally to posses.

history:

firstperson

i'm a purebred- ya, you heard right bitch. both my parents were of the same breed, meaning of course i'm gonna be one myself. now, my parents were both strays, which i don't mind to much. what i do mind is they had no common sense. they didn't have natural instinct, they really didn't. they bred, and look, you got me here. but after that, nothing. they didn't make an effort with me, no. they did no such thing. we lived around in the slums for awhile and i barely got by, because my parents were lazy bastards. i'd like to think they gave a ratass about me, but it's hard to say. sometime's i liked to think that i was a mistake and a burden. i always fell behind because of my lack of nourishment, and well, it wasn't a good life. we were a family, yeah, but i felt like we were all contestants in some survival reality. i couldn't live with that. so, that's what i got desper- no, i didn't get desperate. i got strong, and because they lacked the moral to teach me, i taught myself. i taught myself through pain, sadism, and so much more. it started when mother began to neglect me. i didn't mind, cause i knew what i was gonna do in response- however, it irritated me i suppose that she so obviously disowned me as time went on. i had had enough, to say in the least. i remember the taste of her blood so well- it was like copper, bitter and sweet. that was perhaps when my insanity started. i got the first taste and how it stuck. father didn't believe it, he simply couldn't. he was worse then mother though- he fucked every female he could find, pretty much. i remember lividly, he targeted me as well. me, his daughter, was a target of his debauchery. his sins were almost as bad as mine. he was next- father perished as well. that was about a year ago, if i remember correctly. time has never meant anything to me, no. only blood, chaos, and perhaps a chance for me someday. now, i wander but i search. i am unsure of what, but alas, i search. and the rest, well the rest if for you all to determine. gimme' your best shot, bitches.

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hello! my name is slawter! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about 4 years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are - - -. my time zone is westcoast. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:

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[atrb=background,http://i1230.photobucket.com/albums/ee500/lukari/2-34_zpsd01daae3.png] The dark woods earned it's name well, for that was exactly what it was. It was an eerie, ebony forest that echoed silence eternally, making it even more ominous. Yet, Slawter found a strange comfort in the darkness, for it seemed to dance around her white body in a dance that sang simply of chaos and dementia. It revolved around her, and Slawter basked in that. She knew what she was, the world had better damn well know as well. Her heavy paws moved with a surprising grace, carry the large white body with a pride that could not go unnoticed. Slawter had to admit, sometimes wandering aimlessly like so was tiring for the mind; It was just boring, and there was no thrill. She couldn't feel the bloodrush she adored and thrived for; Not even her adreneline. The moon was only a sliver of light in the sky, barely lighting the dim woods. The dark hue of the tree's did no good in hiding Slawters snow pelt, though she didn't mind. She could handle herself, she really could. Other's should tremble in her prescence. Slawter was suddenly alert when she saw something of her color dart to her right. She turned her head fast to see a white rabbit racing through the forest floor, and she was immediatly behind it. Her powerful legs pushed her forward with brute strength, and her speed joined in soon after. Her legs rippled with the sudden use of energy, and she smiled as she quickly caught up with the hare. With a mighty leap forward, she caught the rabbit's tail. Her paws skidding to a stop, the rabbit dangling from her mouth, fidgeting and flailing widly. Slawter growled, a deep rippling sound ripping through her throat. She dropped it quickly and stomped a paw onto it's neck, watching it tremble beneath her touch. Right now, Slawter had the entire world in her paws, under her ivory claws. She controlled life or death, pain or bliss. What an exhilerating feeling was it! "Hey there, you little piece of shit," Slawter cooed, bending her head close to the face of the hare, cocking her head, a sadistic smile plastered to her lips, bared, revealing her long, white canines. She snapped at the face, and felt the prey flinch unwillingly, as though nature. Her nature was to rip its throat out, and eat it right there. But she was more than an animal, she was much better. She liked to have a show, that was known. Slawter smirked and clamped her jaws over one of the hare's back paws, chewing it, listening to the screeching of her victim. She cackled loudly at this, her smirk widening. The blood in her mouth was liquid copper; heavy, bitter and sweet. She began to feel the thrill now she was looking for! She let go of the rabbits paw, and took her foot off the neck of it. It tried to hop away, but it was clearly missing a good half of a leg. Slawter laughed wildely, her head aimed toward the sky. She pranced now to where the creature was, and grabbed it's ears in her mouth. She began to shake her head, the bunny now a ragdoll in the mouth of a great predator; In the mouth of it's god. She let go and heard a thump as the rabbit hit a tree, and she wandered over to it, smiling cruelly. "Bye, bye, beautiful."[ Slawter whispered, before ripping into the neck of the rabbit, letting it finally die. It would rot someday, Slawter thought to herself. Her white muzzle was now stained red, her teeth dripping with that crimson she lived for. It would rot someday... What a beautiful thought.

^{this was made by THE ONLY EXCEPTION ! at caution. do not remove this or
i'll have to send my thousand ninjas after you.}

[Lena]

Great application! unfortunately right now there is a temporary stray ban until the other groups catch up.