Posts by hetaliacrackers

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    OOC: HAha, no, I wish I was at E3. I'm just raving about the new Zelda game coming out. And idk, to be honest, i've never read warriors. A friend showed me this site a long time ago.


    Conquista laughed, "Ha, I'll be fine. One little bite from you is nothing. Anyhow, I agree with you, Azteca, I suppose I should stay behind everyone in case some humans decide to trail us."


    Vitta nodded her head, at Conquista's request. "I just hope they don't follow us, 'cause miss Conquista over here thought it'd be a good idea to go aggravate them."


    Conquista replied with a growl, "Listen here, you little Nematode, you'd-" The spaniel was quickly cut off by a glance from the leader.


    OOC: Sorry, no muse. . . I'm thinking that maybe I should switch Vitta out with a different character. I noticed how Mannequin and Azteca kinda have a relationship like Niccolo and Conquista(not really the same tho) and I just started thinking that I really gotta develop Niccolo's personality. Plus Vitta just doesn't give me a lot of muse, but idk. It's something i'll think about maybe. Too soo, i guess. (Long ooc thing is long)


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    OOC: Yes! It's called Zelda: Breath of the Wild (formerly known as Zelda U or Zelda Wii U) and it's open world with no set order to do the dungeons, so you could literally try and fight ganon half naked while setting things on fire in the very beginning of the game. This Link will be the wild one.


    Conquista sighed. She missed life back in her day. Ahh yes, scaring the sh*t out of the citizens with her mere presence. But things had changed, and this was her new life. Bickering with a fox of lower status. If only, only she could have something to remind her of her older days. She shook her head; it was fine, though. The individuals of this clan seemed to have a place in her mind much like the individuals of her time. They would have loved to see her land! No humans, no crazy machines that tore down the forests! It was a haven, but that place is long gone, and this is her new pack. She hadn't realized it, but by the time she was snapped out of her thoughts, they had already reached the area, and Azteca was already calling for the members.


    "Well of course we bicker a lot! It's not like there's much else to do!" The fox huffed, obviously annoyed by how much she had been made out as a fool today. She looked over towards Conquista with a glare, but noticed the look the spaniel was making. Must be reminiscing, she thought, again. . .


    By the time they had arrived back at the camp, Conquista made her way to Azteca. "I-I suppose I should sit this meeting out. I feel rather, tired, and I haven't much sleep. . ." The spaniel's thoughts subconsciously drifted towards the impact wound from the strange metal ball that slid across her shoulder. It wasn't like a bite wound, because trust me, she could handle those. It reminded her of the lead artillery that her legions used, and not to mention, she was already feeling rather heavy so the wound had more impact than she would have thought. But, as is life, right?


    OOC: Okay, so I kinda wrote that as a little prologue for Niccolo to come in the next post of mine, sooo it was kinda off topic. Sorry bout that. Also, sorry for the once again late reply. . .


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    OOC: Hey, sorry I haven't responded but I'm just posting to let you know that I might not be very active. That and I have literally zero muse for writing.


    "Thanks Azteca." The spaniel trudged her way into her musky den, trailing towards the back where a small pelt was placed. She circled around a few times before settling down and half-heartily listened to Azteca's speech.


    OOC: Also, sorry for the short post, but I just realized that I forgot to make Niccolo's sign up thing. I'm not sure when I will get around to it. . . :/


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    [align=center]★ ★ ★


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    "Vitaliya Koshykov"
    [NICKNAME(S)] "I prefer my given name"
    [BIOLOGICAL SEX] "Female, is it not obvious?"
    [AGE] "Seventeen, though I assume that really isn't obvious."
    [ART TYPE] "I am here for the preforming arts department"
    [SPECIFIC TALENT] "My main instrument is the flute, but I've taken the time to learn Tuba. What? They both require the same breath support; they aren't [i]that
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: Georgia; color: black; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: left;]APPEARANCE&&[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-top: 1px black solid; width: 400px; margin-top: -6px;][/fancypost]
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    [b][HAIR TYPE]
    "Why does this matter? Fine, Not thick, but not thin. Just average."
    [i]HAIR COLOR:
    "Brown"
    HAIR LENGTH: "Right below my shoulders"
    [EYE SHAPE] "Particularly round"
    EYE COLOR: "Also brown."
    [BODY TYPE] "My previous years of marching have really gotten me in shape."
    HEIGHT: "5'0. Why are you laughing?"
    WEIGHT: "Just over 90 pounds."
    [BODY MODIFICATIONS] "I'd prefer not to inject ink in my skin or cause holes in it either."
    [CLOTHING STYLE] "I prefer polo shirts or argyle sweaters, and I always wear either paratrooper pants, and rarely jeans. I have one pair of shoes, and one pair only; my shin high brown boots. They're literally falling apart, but that's okay. Although I will divulge that i'm a sucker for big sweatshirts at home."
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    [b][POSITIVE TRAITS]
    loyal-observing-effecient-realistic-dedicated-insightful-polite at times-dignified
    [NEUTRAL TRAITS quiet-traditional-confidential-dry humored-solitary
    [NEGATIVE TRAITS]apathetic-blunt-cautious-cynical-messy-narrow minded-rigid-
    [i]LIKES:
    thunder-dogs(!!!)-cats-horses-band-marching-history-dci(!!!)-night and early morning-hoodies-sweaters-dangerous weather-old stuff-video games(legend of zelda mannnn)-1940's music
    DISLIKES: people-school-too much sun-loud people-singers-football-rap-modern trends-etc.
    [HISTORY] Her father worked in a national medical construction business, so she never settled down in one place until the age of 4. Afterwards, she still continued to travel with her father, but developed a serious illness at the age of 8. She spent a year in the hospital, and the next 4 years in 'off-therapy'. After those four years she was placed in remission and was allowed to continue a normal life. She took up marching band as a hobby, which later became a way of life. Her brothers went off to the military, leaving her to only bury herself more into the culture of marching band until she was invited to come to GrandMountain Academy.
    BIRTHPLACE: Birmingham, Alabama.
    PARENTS: Ivan Koshykov (Father).
    SIBLINGS: Robert and Douglas (brothers).
    OTHER RELATIONS: She never cared much for the others in her family, except for her grandmother, Nana.
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    [b][SEXUALITY]
    "I am heterosexual"
    [RELATIONSHIP STATUS] "Single, but honestly, what does this have to do with the acadamy?"
    [LOVE INTEREST] [size=6pt]maybe ya boi chase?[/size]
    [BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND] "Are you deaf?"
    [TURN ONS] logical-nice-honorable-polite-(*cough* secretly a nerd too *cough*)charismatic-go with the flow
    [TURN OFFS] loud-emotional-controlling-demanding-bossy-whiny-trys too hard to fit in-condescending
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    [b][FACECLAIM]
    Katie Findlay
    [PLOT IDEAS] uhm. Idk, maybe a play is put on and the school departments all take part in creating the play? idk....
    [OTHER] I promise I'm a more sophisticated writer, I just get lazy sometimes. "We'll meet again" - cover by the Inkspots


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    (Whoops, I lied... Band has been real busy, and we've had to travel all over the place for football games!)


    "No! Why did the director let us out so late! D*mn those week practices!" Vitaliya let out a curse, throwing the door open and slamming it shut in a hurry. Opening the trunk of her SUV, she quickly lowered her large sousaphone case(yes, it has wheels)

    , and slinging her much smaller flute case over her shoulder. Most of her other stuff was in two small backpacks: one for clothes, and the other for miscellaneous things. Vitaliya had just finished marching rehearsal for the DCI open class corp she was in, Southwind (I have no clue where the academy is so I just chose a random open class corp).


    She sprinted across the parking lot, struggling to keep everything from falling while pushing her sousaphone case. She had been in such a hurry, she hadn't even realized she still had her gloves and dinkles on from practice.

    Pushing the door open with her case, she hadn't even realized the people standing in the room and paused at the door to the dorm. She attempted to act casual, "Wow, I'm surprised I took the right turns."


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    Conquista



    Full name: Conquista (Cone-kwhey-stah) or (Khan-kwi-stuh)
    Nickname(s): Qui(only her old owner called her that)
    Gender: Female
    Age: 5 years
    Rank: High Guard
    Breed: English Springer Spaniel
    Sexual Orientation: Hetero


    Distinctive Features: She is a liver and white English Springer Spaniel with hazel eyes. Her fur is medium long and fairly curly, and her tail is docked. She has liver ticking on the white sections of her coat. Her body build is very bulky for a spaniel, but considering her breed was made for strength and endurance, that doesn't matter. She is also medium height and weighs around 50 pounds.


    Personality: Territorial? Check. Judgmental? Check. Can't catch a joke if her life depended on it? Check, check, and check. Not only is Conquista utterly humorless, but she takes everything to a whole new level of seriousness.
    She has good traits too! Born to be a military official, she is dutiful to any task needed to be fulfilled; that may come with the cost of pushing herself and others just a bit over their limit though. Training under her will no doubt make you hardened. She is strict and hostile as ever! Get on her bad side, and you will see that she has almost no sense of empathy either! Fun, isn't it? While she may be a bit too quick to be hostile in certain situations, she does try to avoid heated arguments that turn into unnecessary slaughtering and 'friendly-fire', you know, to ensure peace and all that. Contradictory to what she may come off as, she is very calm and relaxed in tense situations, and she does handle stress well.
    While she may have many flaws, her brute strength, loyalty, and excessive planning makes her a great military leader, and though she may seem brutal, uncreative, and simplistic, that's only an exterior, right?


    History: Don't let her feminine fur and short stature confuse you, she was no show dog. She was a distinguished military detection dog, used for detecting bombs, narcotics, and other defensive weapons or illegal substances thanks to her keen sense of smell. Her handler had been a great companion; she lived with him, knew his family, and had accompanied him on his tours. She had just been sent back early for recover after sustaining some injuries caused by a sneaky little hand crafted bomb. She still remembered coming onto base and seeing the officer's dismissing a large number of personnel, and a few handlers without their companions. Her handler was asked a series of questions, and the same word kept being used, though she couldn't understand it. She would later find out that it referred to the Rain, which she was informed of after one of the dogs was exposed. Her handler had left. She assumed nothing of it, considering he was always running around doing something, but when it had already been a day, and no one had come in to record the spaniels progress, she decided to investigate. To her surprise, everything was empty, save for a few of her fellow canines. She began her search thereafter looking for a place with the others left behind. Her ''canine co-workers" had gone separate ways, though she protested against that. She still wonders how her coworkers are. She finally stumbled upon this pack where she established herself as a guard, and frankly moved up ranks from her experience.


    Kin: Mother and father were both purebred springers from a local breeder. She can't recall her siblings.
    Crush: idk, ;)
    Mate: none
    Pups: She is spayed
    Other: She still has her harness.


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    The howl ricocheted off the walls, quickly alerting the spaniel's toned ears. The rain had been heavy during the night, and with the possibility of something infected intruding, she hardly got a wink of sleep. Two hours, maybe? If that. Conquista had stood even before the leader's mate finished howling; by the time it was over, the spaniel was already standing at a respectful distance, ready to be informed of the situation.


    She addressed the leaders, attempting to sound more energized, but the obvious crackle in her voice showed otherwise. "Present. Is there a problem?"


    OOC: This is literally a dog version of the walking dead. :)


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    Her ears perked drastically. Exploring new locations was literally her old job. And looking for bombs, but that's not too different than the infected. Given that the west was most likely uninhabited, it would be full of resources; however, there was still the possibility of Boss's old opponents being infected, or worse, still compos mentis. There's no guarantee that the area's empty of other survivors. She voiced her concerned, especially about his old opponents. "The west is more known to you, which does give us a slight advantage, but there is risk involved either way. What are your opinions on the east though, if you are considering new territory?"


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    (wow you guys reply fast. I actually responded, but I forgot to hit post, and then the ice cream man came, so I had to attend those matters, and there were 3 new posts.)


    Conquista took the chance to barrel towards the badger, going in for the kill. She could not let the leader have the possibility of getting infected, but thankfully she knew just how to end the badgers life. She quickly placed her teeth between the top of the badger's skull and the ear, allowing enough of a grip to puncture the skull and rupture the jugular, causing the die rapidly.




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    (OOC: Same with my dAnG eNgLiSh HOmEworRK)


    Conquista stood with a stern expression. On the inside she was pleased with herself, but on the outside she showed only seriousness and concern. Looking over to Arceus, she couldn't help but crack a smile.
    "Arceus, the badger is dead." She was about to say 'at ease, comrade', but was cut off by the sound of Seth throwing up and hitting the ground. It was her instinct to immediately stiffen, but she relaxed after hearing Boss sigh in relief.


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    (OOC: Super animal lover , you might want to read the previous posts to get the full details, but basically there was a meeting about territory expansion for the council, hunters went hunting, and then a super lit badger fight)
    (Edit: I was too late haha, BloodLines had a much more clear recap omg. Im over here like "A super lit badger fight")


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    Conquista had faltered behind the pack the whole way, only just making it into the subway. She was still exhausted, not having much sleep to begin with, considering the other high guards actually slept! It's like they couldn't even hear the rain! The other high guards should have been awake before the whole badger thing. She felt her muzzle tense. And then to think Arceus just barges in, trying to act like the hero even though everything was already taken care of.
    She hadn't realized she had been growling. With a quick shake of her fur, she continued walking. Once she fully entered the tunnels, she had seen the last bit of Arceus's "conversation" with the pup. Just one more thing to tick her off. And when she saw the mischievous glint in Bailey's eye, she knew something was up.


    (I'm just gonna throw this over here before I go to sleep, it's only 8:30PM here though. Ghost , Bailey is literally adorable. She reminds me of kinda how my lab mix acts.)


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    Also, could you guys tell me which fancy you like best? I'm stuck.



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    (you could be like, "hey guys what up, woah did someone die, what'd i miss?" cause Valiah is a hunter,?, so idk. I'm literally the person that said "there was a lit badger fight," so I wouldn't really listen to me. ?????? im so tired)


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    (OOC: I'm in central time. That's like. A six hour difference between me and BloodLines! It's 6:40AM here. @Law, that also happened to me earlier. You could probably have Jaxes and what she was thinking about the whole thingy(idk), and then her at the meeting? Idk, that's just my two cents)


    The High Guard had heard the crowd and padded over, realizing she was slightly late. Conquista heard the ending portion of his address, leaving her with a satisfied expression. Guards at night was exactly what she needed. Now she can finally get some sleep! She began to wonder though. Even though it would take time, should all the members be trained in at least basic fighting? Have they not been disciplining the trainees enough? She supposed she would speak with Boss about those matters after he was finished.


    (OOC: This is just kinda a filler post ^^)


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    (OOC: NOOOOOOO I MISSED THE EPIC STUFF. I got back around an hour ago, cause school is 7 hours, and then i have marching band practice for three hours afterwards. So I'm not active from 6AM-7PM on weekdays, and 6AM-4PM on wednesdays. Friday's are football games, so I dont get back until around midnight. All in Central Time.)


    The loud noises quickly alerted Conquista, causing her to shoot into a vigilant stance. She ran towards the sight of a dead collie, and the only movement she saw was her leader in a moment of weakness, leaving the site in an anxious state. That was a shock. She looked down at the black and white collie, cringing at the pungent smell. She did feel nauseous looking at the body; it reminded her of her greatest companion, a black and white collie. The spaniel shook her head roughly, I can't believed I compared this filthy mutt to him. I might as well dispose of the body. It would be a shame if the body lured in more of the infected. Conquista carefully gripped the tail of the collie, the less toxic part, and begun dragging it off to the outskirts of the camp. She remained alert, killing a total of 3 infected rats on the way over, and 1 more on the way back.


    The spaniel steadily made her way back to the 'den'; however, she wouldn't sleep. She had to be attentive in the case that the blood lured in more infecteds. As she walked into her designated sleeping spot, she passed by Arceus, and couldn't help but huff. Yea, she heard what he said. She swore he did these things on purpose, but how did he know exactly what she was going to say?! She felt a strong urge to spit on him, pee on him, or even just mildly kick him, but she kept calm. A high guard could not act like that. Plus, she isn't one to let her emotions blind her. Very sentinel-like.


    She placed herself infront of the entrance of Boss's den, and sat down, ready for another long, tiring night of staying awake.


    (aka me. )


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    honestly idk what to do with my cherrie. Maybe like, she gets fudged up by one of the big dogs (springer spaniels aren't the biggest dogs. They're the fastest spaniel, and they have the highest work drive of most breeds, but they are literally 2 feet tall (like, 2 inches shorter than a lab). I would make another character, but honestly im more of a one character person. Wow i'm talking about myself a lot. whoops. anyway. @lyricalanarchist, i'm literally crying. "a small doggo who tries too hard," thats so adorable omg.


    #eragonxseth2k16. why u do dis.


    Maybe they could start searching for a cure fo the rain? or like, some infected humans pop up?