=Intro=
Fright. It's funny how that six letter word can pierce into your heart and mind so easily, isn't it? In Buffalo, fright simply means it's partnering word, the one that's just as long- coward. A clan of crossbred mutts are the leaders of the dump, and they'll go so far as to murder any who dare step foot in their precious territory. The leader is a malicious creature with abhorrence and disgust, another fighting mutt and one that wouldn't give you mercy if you got on your belly and begged- and those that are in the clan are just as horrible.
=Plot=
The upbringing of the monstrosities is usually feral descent, or those that have somehow escaped from the pounds or horrible homes that they've been forced into. They tend to be fighting dogs, and they remain territorial by their own nature. Thus, the area is one that must be given extreme caution. Nearly every creature that dare enters is either killed or fought, but escaped fighters from across New York are being welcomed- one and all who dare not be cowardly- to participate in a spar and to be welcomed. But soon enough, neighbouring clans from NYC and Syracuse have come on their way to make an all-out brutal battle- and they won't stop until they've gotten themselves to the top. A war between the streetdogs is waging- and nobody is sure who's about to win.
=OOC Information=
This roleplay has a main reason- fighting and violence. If you have a problem with bloodshed or fighting, you are suggested to take your skills elsewhere. If you create a character and it is killed, feel free to create another. No roleplaying is needed to join a clan unless we are into the roleplay already. We'll need at least two people per each 'gang' to start this roleplay, meaning at least six different characters. Please have an interest and reliability to roleplay, as those that are faithful to posting will have great annoyance while waiting for you. If you need to leave, please contact either me or someone else to let us know. Thank ye.
=Profile=
Name-
Alias-
Age-
Gender-
Species-
Clan (Buffalo, NYC, or Syracuse)-
Appearance-
Brief History-
Signifying Traits-
=My Profile=
Name- Deniable
Alias- Pitfighter
Age- Four years.
Gender- Male.
Species- Rottweiler/Pitbull Crossbreed.
Clan (Buffalo, NYC, or Syracuse)- Leader of the Buffalo clan.
Appearance- Muscular and large, reaching 2'11" at the shoulder. Black fur with a white dorsal stripe that fades down into the obsidian beneath. Then, hardly noticed, is the mahogany underside. As the dorsal stripe fades into the body, it does the same on his paws.
Brief History- Born an ugly mutt pup in the hustle and bustle of New York's other big city, Buffalo. As a whelp, Pit was known as the rebel of the family, and he served the point well. His Sire being of a star Pitbull bloodline, and Dame defined as a feral Rottweiler, the Rottie-Bull was of selective choice and mainly luck of the draw. Pit was reknownst as a gargantuan pup, far larger than his previously killed siblings. Until the whelp could easily walk and meander, the crossbreed found refuge in a trashpile within an untitled dump. Relying only on his Dame for existance, matricide was engaged four months after his birth. An incoming clan of streetdogs sppared the pups and brutally murdered Pit's mother before his two-toned eyes, and then devoured her mangled cadaver to leave no evidence of the kill. As the pack of undefinable mutts left, the young pup was both astonished by their strategic brutality...and fueled by manic hatred of the public genocide. In the first year, Pit was left without a father (who had left soon after his birth) and taught himself the maiming technique used for the insane fighting ritual displayed as an adult. Being an abalienated orphan, the need for companionship became lower and lower until it was simply nonexistant. Six days past his second year on the cursed Earth, the mixed breed was taken and used in publicity- dog fighting. Whereas the sport was outlawed soon after his capture, Pit was an undefeated fighter in the short month of his 'career.' The malice and indignant training in that time merely added to the massive brute's severity. Simple action could cause the addiction for attacking. Once his use in New York was filled (and run short, as his occupation became punishable by law) the male was sent to the Humane Society for rehabilition. Refusal to give in to his murderous techniques drove him into new territory. And now, soon to be four, the unmanagable brawler has founded the Junkyard Mercenaries- calling all fighters to gain his trust and approval. Nonetheless, cowards who dared venture into his territory were facing a chance of their own execution. Self-proclaimed 'king of the dump,' Pit has decided to take over the Junkyard and eliminate any coward who dare cross his path.
Signifying Traits- Protruding upper canines; one folded ear/one pointed; one dark brown eye/one green eye; visible, partially retractable claws; long tail rather than a stub.
=Other=
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