Post by Malfunction on Jun 24, 2008 21:00:48 GMT -5
Name: Demilo
Gender: Male - Intact
Age: 4
Breed: Pureblood Doberman
Personality: Demilo is an arrogant ass. He struts his stuff like there's no tomorrow, his head held high, his nose in the air. Strange qualities in a stray, perhaps, but he finds nothing wrong with his attitude. Yes, he is very much aware that he is arrogant. He loves this singular trait about himself. He's very proud of it and whenever someone calls him out on it, he'll give him this look that says "do you want to shut your mouth or shall I shut it for you?" The amazing thing is, he really could shut it for you. His arrogance is relatively normal for what he looks like. He's sleek and has vicious muscles that ripple with every step he takes. He's agile but muscular, almost like the perfect dog. A little bit of that vicious look bleeds into his attitude, and he's very protective of females. Males, he doesn't get along with too much unless he has to. Femmes…Well he's a ladies man for sure. He's a regular Casanova. Sweet and charming around the ladies, vicious and dangerous around the brutes. Almost like he's bipolar. Which he isn't, but it's a good way to compare his attitude, for sure.
History: Demilo was born owned. His owners were breeders, and he was going to be sold to a man that held dog fights regularly. He was perfect for it, as long as the dog was male. He was sold when he was weaned from his mother, and grew up fighting other dogs. He was vicious, and people usually always bet on him to win. He made quick and easy money for his owner, but it did an awful lot of damage to him internally. Now, he's usually always vicious and ready for a fight when the scent of a male reaches his nose. He only decided to leave his master when he was set to fight against a female. He was contemplating running away as soon as he overheard the betters talking about it, but what made up his mind was when he heard the fight was to the death. It was a pit bull. The first time he fought a pit bull it had almost killed him, a few more of that breed and he was agile at defeating them within the first five seconds of the fight. He was the perfect killer. He knew he'd have to kill her if he fought her. But there was no hope of getting away when the fight was in five minutes. Making up his mind, the Doberman bit his master on the hand, tore the chain out of his grip and bolted. Five minutes later when he was supposed to be fighting, he was far, far away. In another city, heading for another state. Demilo wasn't fighting any more dogs for a human's profit.
Other: Stray
Gender: Male - Intact
Age: 4
Breed: Pureblood Doberman
Personality: Demilo is an arrogant ass. He struts his stuff like there's no tomorrow, his head held high, his nose in the air. Strange qualities in a stray, perhaps, but he finds nothing wrong with his attitude. Yes, he is very much aware that he is arrogant. He loves this singular trait about himself. He's very proud of it and whenever someone calls him out on it, he'll give him this look that says "do you want to shut your mouth or shall I shut it for you?" The amazing thing is, he really could shut it for you. His arrogance is relatively normal for what he looks like. He's sleek and has vicious muscles that ripple with every step he takes. He's agile but muscular, almost like the perfect dog. A little bit of that vicious look bleeds into his attitude, and he's very protective of females. Males, he doesn't get along with too much unless he has to. Femmes…Well he's a ladies man for sure. He's a regular Casanova. Sweet and charming around the ladies, vicious and dangerous around the brutes. Almost like he's bipolar. Which he isn't, but it's a good way to compare his attitude, for sure.
History: Demilo was born owned. His owners were breeders, and he was going to be sold to a man that held dog fights regularly. He was perfect for it, as long as the dog was male. He was sold when he was weaned from his mother, and grew up fighting other dogs. He was vicious, and people usually always bet on him to win. He made quick and easy money for his owner, but it did an awful lot of damage to him internally. Now, he's usually always vicious and ready for a fight when the scent of a male reaches his nose. He only decided to leave his master when he was set to fight against a female. He was contemplating running away as soon as he overheard the betters talking about it, but what made up his mind was when he heard the fight was to the death. It was a pit bull. The first time he fought a pit bull it had almost killed him, a few more of that breed and he was agile at defeating them within the first five seconds of the fight. He was the perfect killer. He knew he'd have to kill her if he fought her. But there was no hope of getting away when the fight was in five minutes. Making up his mind, the Doberman bit his master on the hand, tore the chain out of his grip and bolted. Five minutes later when he was supposed to be fighting, he was far, far away. In another city, heading for another state. Demilo wasn't fighting any more dogs for a human's profit.
Other: Stray
