LIKE TOY SOLDIERS. [diablo app, done]
Apr 27, 2013 10:40:10 GMT -5
Post by deertrot on Apr 27, 2013 10:40:10 GMT -5
DIABLO.
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
Name: Diablo
Age: Five years [60 months]
Gender: Male
Group: Fenrir
Rank: General
Personality: You could say that the General isn't the friendliest dog around, but his heart, body, and soul belongs to the Fenrir. His undying loyalty to all has proven him to be a kind spirit at heart, but hit shell is a bit rough and hard on the outside. He's rather strict and commanding, just as how a real upper-militant would be. Sarcasm often is placed flatly into his deep voice, but it is more than likely his own way of joking.
Diablo is also a stubborn guy, and often doesn't take no for an answer. He hates when cats defy his orders, or when compromises are formed between the two alliances. In his mind, it's 'my way or the highway'.
Likes... Commanding, running, going into battle/war.
Dislikes... Felines, wild dogs, the Felidae King.
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Appearance: Diablo is your handsome little German Shepherd, with a basic brown as his base coat. However, a darker brown cloak covers his stomach-back, along with a few white spots on his chest and side. His arms, also, are white; and at the end of his arms are little brown toes. There's a picture above, in case it's hard to imagine! Hopefully, he looks like a German Shepherd to you.
The General's build is rather neat, and his back slants down when he is standing. His frame is, of course, different from other breeds; naturally being slim and tall, and having large pointed ears. Those are the German Shepherd giveaways, aren't they?
Other than his actual body, he does have accessories and a scar. The scar goes over his right eye, which is the same eye that was blinded in battle. So, yes, he is half blind. Doesn't stop him, now does it? Anyway, he has a black collar, too, that reads in large letters "K9" from when he was in the force. He has a dogtag necklace that says "Diablo", too, also from the K9-Force.
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History: Diablo was a part of the police force, believe it or not. He was one of the tops dogs around, even belonging to a high-ranking officer of the law. He sniffed out bombs, and was often the talk of the K9-Unit. He worked so hard to climb to the top, but it was all blown away when the plague came around. His owner, being a police officer, of course would go out on duty. But during a whole riot crisis and such, his owner was shot in the heart and died on scene; right in front of Diablo. It was tragic, seeing him die before his very eyes; the human raised him ever since he was a pup.
During the plague, he'd hid away unseen. He saw others die in front of him, and he watched babies suffer. The humans were dropping like flies and he was helpless, he couldn't do anything. Eventually, the German Shepherd began to lock himself inside the home he and his owner used to live in, away from the city that was slowly dying off. And after a year or so, it got more quiet, and quite, and quite-- until everything stopped. Diablo tasted the fresh air that he'd seemingly never tasted since forever, only when he needed food; it was quiet.
The cats and dogs began to form an alliance, so they could pull themselves together. Diablo was once again proven worthy, and eventually earned the social rank as 'leader of the dogs'. But unfortunately, the cat-dog didn't last very long. Food was running low, space was small with the two species; and soon, a fight broke out. The cat leader had blinded Diablo in one eye and left him a nasty scar, and that's when the entire city split up. They were enemies, and enemies for life.
