momma i'm in love with a criminal [★] private, deadjoke

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]So Mister Deadjoke wanted a tour, huh? And from little ol' Baby Doll, too! The girl wanted to look good for the other so she shifted into her feline body, a smile on her lips. Her tail swayed back and forth and she looked back to Deadjoke to see if he was following. In actuality, she had no idea where she was going. She could barker remember if she had killed that squirrel a couple hours ago or not. "So where would ya like to go first, Misted?" she cooed, raising a non-existent eyebrow.


    i almost typed mister j but im saving that for later cx

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    Dead held a smile that was much softer then usual, not his toothy and wide grin, but what could barely pass as charming. He had grown a liking for this Bloodclanner, the rest severely getting on his nerves. It was just something about her that he found enjoyable.
    He briefly wondered whether his emotions were purely from his manipulative nature. Not even he understood his scrambled thoughts.
    "Where ever you want, sweetheart."


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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Ah, okay. She slowed so she was beside him and looked around. Maybe the tunnels, since they were already there.. "Okay, we're gonna go through the tunnels if that's alright with you." she said softly, heading towards the mountains. She glanced upwards at him and asked, "Tell me, who are you really? I know your name, but I don't know what you're like." She wasn't trying to be subtle, no. She just really wanted to what he was like.

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    Tunnels. He was fine with the idea. He had no real judgement on the matter, considering he knew not the difference of appeal through-out the territory. However what he did mind was the question regarding who he was.
    His expression fell upon hearing the question. His eyes roved over her, suddenly gaining a icy edge to them. Not intentionally really. It just so happened to appear when his smile vanished. He supposed it was an old habit.
    But who was he? He had not a clue. His memories were a mess, including his thoughts. There was no telling.
    "I'm..." He paused as his gaze shifted from her, to the vast space so he may enter his own mind. ".. Not what Bloodclan needs."
    That's who he was. And that's why he was here.
    To cast the match and watch this world burn.
    It was really the only thing to mention. The rest of him was scratchy and messy. Nothing he should mention to a lady.
    However he did decide to continue to conversation. "How about you?"
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]That just made her interest peak. She turned away and frowned slightly, deep in thought. "Just a girl trying to forget about her past and figure out what the real world is like." It was true. She knew close to nothing about a lot of things. Other animals. Other animals were what she was not used to. She knew of only one other creature and he had been the one to ruin her pretty little face all those years ago. The one who left those scars on her body and used her like she was his toy. A pretty doll only to slowly rot away and get pulled apart at the seams. She shuddered at her past. "I also like candy." There was that, too. Way to ruin a deep moment. Her signature smile was plastered back onto her features quickly after that and she gazed up to the male. "Do you like candy, Mister?"

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    Her past. Joke found a small smile once again. He found this girl someone he could relate to.
    He also found her terrifying.
    She had managed to peak his interest, something usually not easily done. There had to be something with her that was affected him.
    He would only have to pry to figure it out.
    However he being a man of manipulation, he wasn't stupid enough to ask for her life story. He would play it subtly and slowly learn of her. It was to be a challenge. But then again... Games were always enjoyable.
    "Candy is wonderful." He said with a light and eerie chuckle. "I like the sour stuff. Something with a good punch."
    His laughter continued like he was a master wielder of comedy. To him... It was hilarious. Only because something in the back of his mind told him it was. "You don't seem like a sour type though, hm? You're too sweet." It was super cheesy, and had a slight flirtatious drive.
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]"Oh my, you hush your mouth. You're making me blush!" Okay, not really since cats couldn't blush but whatever you get the point. She stuck her tongue out at him and walked inside the mouth of the cave. She didn't keep walking, though. She halted and looked around. A small giggle began to escape her already parted lips and then it became a full on laugh. Where the hell were they even going? Everything looked the same to her! After she had finally gained control of her hysteric laughing she raised a paw to then act like she was knocking on her head. "Whoopsies doopsies! Looks like we're just gonna have to wing it from now on, huh?" She wasn't exactly talking to Deadjoke. She was actually talking to the "voices" in her head. A few more giggles came from her maw again and she turned to the canine. "How silly of me!"

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    Deadjoke paused so he may properly absorb the reality of what she had said. Wing it?
    Wing what?
    "We're lost?" He asked with a confused look in her direction. He released a curt chuckle and took a look of their surroundings. "Well that's certainly a... problem. I'm sure we're fine." He guessed, however was pretty sure they weren't - indeed - fine.
    He sighed. "Besides, I'd much prefer this then being near the... Other Bloodclanners."
    Really Deadjoke had nothing against Bloodclan... He just didn't like anybody. Everyone was his pawn, his to use and destroy... Excluding Babydoll.
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]She clicked her tongue and nudged him with her shoulder. "Aw, I'm sorry. Didn't mean ta get us lost! Hey, at least ya got me, right?" she purred sending him a wink before bounding onward into the tunnels. "Ya got good ol' Baby Doll with ya, trust me we'll be alright!" She was lying, on the inside she was lowkey freaking the hell out. They were lost which meant they could die. The girl stopped and sat down to gaze at him with her head tilted to the side like a confused puppy.


    this sucks I'm sorry

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    "I bet so." He hummed uncertainly, looking around with his emerald visionaries. His gaze finally landed back on Baby Doll.
    "Well - we'll be fine. I'll be damned if anyone f*s with us." He wouldn't dare anyone near them. He'd tear them to shreds...
    "Now then... Wanna play a game while we wait, sweetheart?" He sat himself as well, a eerie and mischievous grin playing on his features. "Brutally Honest, ever heard of it?"
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]A game? Oh how fun! She widened her eyes, her gaze filled with excitement like a child's would. But the game he suggested didn't sound very familiar. She raised a metaphorical eyebrow and looked at Deadjoke quizzically. "Brutally.. Honest? No, I'm afraid I haven't heard of that game before." It sounded like it could be fun, right? All games just had to be fun! Or at least in Baby's book anyway. She scooted closer and leaned forward to make sure she caught everything he said. "Well then, how do ya play?" Maybe it had something to do with being honest? It had the word "honest" in it so it has to have that kind of concept in it somewhere.

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    Well this game has gotten him in some trouble, believe me. However he trusted her enough with the power to ask him.
    And besides... He never said he would properly oblige to the game's rules.
    "Just truth or dare.... Without the dare." He chuckled. "We ask each other questions... Just as the game entails, we must be brutally honest with one another."
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]She grew.. Suspicious. Buuuut it was a game so she wasnt going to complain. "Oh, okay.. Who goes first?" she asked. She didn't have any questions in mind as of yet but would soon. She slowly began to lay down but her baby blue gaze never left him. "Truth or dare is a fun game.. Ooh, can we play that after this? Or what about hide and seek? I've never played hide and seek but it sounds simple." Baby always found herself rambling.

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    He hummed. "I will." He was trying to lure her into something, something such as simply wondering why he found her so important.
    This game was to find if he was to trust her.
    "When did you join Bloodclan, dear?" He asked, pushing away any mischief that would threaten to creep into his voice.
    "And yes... Truth or dare is fun, isn't it. Of coarse we can play anything you want." It was only fair, he deemed, considering that she had every right to play her games, such as he wanted to as well.
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]When? Hmm.. She raised a paw and tapped her lips as she began to think. Ah, she couldn't recall. "Well, I joined not too long ago.. Maybe a couple weeks?" she said, her words ending in a question. Baby walked closer to him with a flirtatious smile and placed her paw on his chest, leaning against it. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh and asked in a soft voice, "It's my turn now, puddin'. Where ya from originally?" Deep down she knew what he trying to do. They were each playing a little game to get to know the other, get beneath their skin and pick at their brain to see what made them tick.

    info & tags | updated 8/6

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    i laughed and i feel bad


    Dead noted her words, a weight on the side of his head as he carefully processed the information. He dully noted her advances, however not acting upon them, merely quirking an invisible eyebrow. "I see - Well..." He hummed in a soft singsong voice. "Not sure, but the farthest I can remember is a smaaaall little yard, with metal barbed fencing on all sides." He paused so he could gather his thoughts. This the complete and utter truth, this small cage having to do with most of his personal misfortune.
    "Hm... My turn then. So sweetheart, whatcha' think of me?"


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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | open for crush | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]Fencing, huh? That seemed rather interesting. Much better than where she was from. Baby Doll gave a soft sigh and murmured, "What do I think of ya? Well, I think you're different from the others here." She glanced up at him and a serious look washed over her doll-like features but a soft smirk was there. It was subtle but it was there. "You're crazy, Mister! I like crazy." she would purr with a soft bat of her eyes. Now it was time to choose a question for him. She reached up and ran her claw gently across his jaw line but not enough to cause any harm. "Why'd ya decide to come here of all places?"


    //damn
    now it's 70 rip

    info & tags | updated 8/13

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    He briefly flickered his gaze towards the claw tracing his, however thought nothing of it. He decided to not lie, however skim over the truth. The question was slightly touchy, and he believed he should be careful. "Hmm... Bloodclan caught my attention, it being different from most places." He said softly. "Apparel wise-" A reference to the multitude of bodies at the border, "Character wise-" However he disliked all but one of the creatures who chose to domain here, it was somewhat truthful. " And interest wise." He summed up with a simple flick of one of his ears.
    Now then that was put aside, he supposed another question was in order. "Where's ya parents, doll?"
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    DEADJOKE!
    member of bloodclan


    GENERAL
    ▬ strongly based off of the Joker | thinks he's a former human
    ▬ GENDER: male
    ▬ SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    ▬ PHYSICAL AGE: one year | MENTAL AGE: years
    ▬ open for best friend | open for mentor | crush: baby doll | 1/2 of ___


    APPEARANCE ref
    ▬ SPECIES: canine shepherd & doberman mix
    ▬ FUR MAIN COLOR: grey | MARKINGS: white tipped tail
    ▬ ACCESSORIES: blood/lipstick smeared all over mouth & will later get earrings
    ▬ NOTABLE FEATURES: green "mane" only on the top of head and down neck & scar to create an artificial smile


    PHYSICAL
    ▬ HEALTH: 100% | MENTAL HEALTH: 0%
    ▬ MINOR INJURIES: none | MAJOR INJURIES: none
    ▬ PHYSICALLY: hard | MENTALLY: hard
    ▬ POWER PLAY: pacifist actions | affectionate actions
    ▬ NO: kill | maim | rape


    PERSONALITY
    ▬ sarcastic | charming when he wants to be | swears like a sailor | abusive | possessive | pretends to care | manipulative | blunt | over reactive | proactive | large ego | odd |creepy | mean tbh | no respect to authority | easily loses temper | non-hesitant | tbh secretly has a soft heart | random fits of laughter
    brief
    Dead will kill and not think twice. He has a thing for using people and laughing at misfortune. He works himself up to be all big and bad to scare all he comes across. He will regard anyone - no matter role of authority - with rude comments and talk down to them... Unless he wants something from them of coarse.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: justify; width: 470px;]"Don't have any. They're probably dead. I don't remember them to be honest." She spoke quickly and in a bored tone almost as if the question hadn't effected her at all. Her giggle was soft and sweet like cotton candy. It wouldn't be a surprised if you just got a cavity from looking at it. Baby closed her eyes and her breathing began to slow but she didn't fall asleep. She was simply resting her eyes. "What do ya like in a woman?" Baby flicked her tail and awaited his answer. This was a big deal. It would tell her if he was shallow or actually gave a shit about how a gal acted. But let's get real, she wouldn't give a crap about either. She'd still hang around him.

    info & tags | updated 8/13