Post by crisis on Jun 15, 2010 15:00:51 GMT -5
CRISIS
AGE
2 Years
GENDER
Male
BREED
American Foxhound x Labrador Retriever
PACK
Dorcha
APPEARANCE
Standing at a height of 22 inches, and weighing a total of 64 pounds, Crisis is rather small in terms of the average stats of his combined breeds.
PERSONALITY
Troublemaker. Not only the reason for his name, but the entity of his entire being, causing trouble is what he believes to be his sole purpose in life. Crisis simply lives to wreak his havoc upon the world, which he finds both amusing and quite entertaining, especially when he witnesses the reactions of his fellow neighbors nearby, which tend to be either annoyed, repulsed, or livid with anger depending on the situation the young male has caused. It's safe to say, that if a series of disastrous events happen to occur within the packlands of Dorcha , the Foxhound mix is sure to be close nearby. His playful, but chaotic tactics, range anywhere from merely frightening younger pups with his terrifying stories, to driving others into dangerous situations, which could possibly be life threatening at times. Crisis's main drive for causing so much damage within his homeland, is to try and impress others with his "bravery" and "dare-devil" like attitude, but unknown to him, these actions only make him seem like a reckless fool, who deserves absolutely no form of respect what so ever, and as a result, he hasn't gained any. Instead, he is dis-liked by nearly all that he happens to meet, which in turn, only drives him to cause more trouble, seeing as how no one seems to enjoy his presence anyway. The way his views are directed, if his own pack mates don't like him, then he dislikes them as well, which only makes his disastrous mannerisms that much more enjoyable.
Naive. Much has yet to be learned by this young male, which is made obvious by his naive nature. Crisis is unable to understand many things, and is often left with a confused look upon his face when asked about more "adult" topics, such as love and romance. Not surprisingly, the canine rarely notices the opposite sex, and treats females of his own species like any other creature he comes into contact with. Horribly. Instead of trying to find a mate, like most males his age, he tends to either harass females for his own amusement, or ignore them all together, as he does not yet understand the concept of love and commitment. Love is a mystery to him, and he honestly can't figure out why someone would want to be stuck with a single partner for the rest of their life. Wouldn't it be more fun to be free and not have someone cling to you constantly? Whatever the reason, Crisis could care less, as he would rather be free to do as he pleases, than have some female breathing down his neck, begging him for attention. Naive and inexperienced as he is, he doesn't quite understand the concept of death either, as he has never witnessed another canine die, or been informed of what death looks like. When one of his elderly pack mates happen to "disappear", he just assumes that they headed out to find a more comfortable place in which to make their home, leaving the Dorcha pack with the Alpha Female's permission. Crisis never questions what exactly happens to those that never return after prolonged periods of time. In fact, as far as he is concerned, death is just a state of ones mind, and isn't even a part of reality.
Immature. As expected, this young mutt is definitely not the most mature of canines, and he has yet to act his age. He tends to "show off", when others are near, which enables him to be the center of attention quite frequently. With all eyes on him, Crisis shows his true chaotic potential, not only wreaking havoc upon his surroundings, but going as far as to pick and prod at others as well, tearing their self esteem down, in order to boost his own. He's a bully, you could say, as he is often seen terrifying the resident pups within the area, before stealing their belongings just to entertain himself. The male simply acts as though his age is reminiscent to those of the puppies, despite being nearly three times their age, with about as half as much sense. In fact, when not causing trouble or bullying someone, Crisis is most likely busy pursuing a female he's familiar with, cracking jokes and cruelly criticizing her as he does so. Unknown to him, this is actually a clear sign of having a crush on a female, although he doesn't realize this, as he is unsure as to how communicate with the opposite sex. Most females, however, seem to ignore this, as they easily recognize this unfortunate fact, and while he's teasing and making fun of every flaw he can possibly think of, the female usually just agrees with whatever he has to say, which leaves him both confused and frustrated, as he is always hoping to get into an argument. Defeated, the immature male usually gives up on his pursuit after this result, before heading off to find yet another, unfortunate victim.
Selfish. Caring? Of course not. Crisis doesn't even know the meaning of the word. Never, in his short life, can a single creature recall of the male ever showing an instance where he showed himself to be even the tiniest bit concerned with another individual. Everything he has ever managed to accomplish and achieve in his life, has been for his sole benefit only, with no consideration for anyone other than himself. If asked to assist an elderly canine, he will simply give some excuse as to why he cannot aid the individual, and several times he has simply refused to help those that he feels great dislike toward. In an instance where he would be asked to risk his life, to save another, potentially endangering himself in the process, you could bet money that he wouldn't hesitate to reject the offer, ensuring himself into a safe environment, while selfishly allowing another to perish in the process. Crisis simply doesn't care for anyone other than himself, and in his eyes, why should he? The Foxhound mix isn't inclined to help anyone, unless he gets some kind of award, or major recognition from doing the deed, as a simple thank you isn't enough for him. No, instead he'd rather be thanked aloud in front of all of his pack mates, a ray of light shining upon him like the star he is, as if he were some great hero for doing one nice thing for someone. It would be a first, that's certain, but in no way, could he ever hope to gain that much recognition for completing a simple deed, especially if he expected such a large award for accomplishing it.
HISTORY
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RP SAMPLE
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