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Keenan was chilled to the bone the moment the water washed over his body. He immediately jumped out of the shallow water, shaking the droplets that clinged to his fur. Instead of walking away like most would after a fight, Keenan walked back onto the deck. There was one dog with a big mouth that he seriously wanted to kill. "Hey Rosco, you be at me fair and square. And I except that." He whispered to him. "I need your help though. Where's the dog with that big mouth of his? I'm still fired up to beat the dung out of'em." He growled. He looked at the group of assembled dogs, giving each one a piercing stare, as if to say, 'If you think I'm weak you have another thing coming.'
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(I went back and scrolled through the rp and noticed that Keenan's name had been spelled wrong 3 times, and that I had changed his picture 3 times. And also that there are 2 Charlie's, lol. Sometimes I'm so oblivious to things around me.)
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Rosco beat Keenan, now Keenan wants to kill Taxi, Fawn and Boston are talking about their breeds and others, Arwyn is angry at. Rosco, Blue can't see so she pushed Lana, Jade is going farther up in the crowd to see.
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[size=13pt]⚜ The Basics[/size]
First Name -- Talis
Middle Name -- Dellot
Surname -- Lucifer
Nicknames -- Was called Lucy by his father.
Gender -- Male
Age -- 20
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[size=13pt]⚜ Position[/size]
Why you should have it -- I think this position will give me a well needed challenge to test the limits of my muse, also since I've played the good guys most of the time. I want to see what it's like to be the bad guy. c:<
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[size=13pt]⚜ Digging Deeper[/size]
Personality -- What do you think of when you hear the rank No-eyes? An assassin-like dog? A blind elder? A freak? If you think that..then well my friend, you might want to contemplate a little longer. Talis had been born blind, and had learned quickly that it could not be changed. He learned that the world didn't always have a happy ending, and he excepted it. He did not talk a lot during his lifetime of growing up. Instead he learned. From his learning of his sense of smell and sound, being able to smell the fear on other dogs developed in almost a sixth sense. To entertain himself, he teases the ones that are scared of him, fueling their fear before his other side came in. He also became, and is still quite the inquisitive dog. Though the questions he asked others were strange. One in particular question was always answered with a nervous 'I don't know' He had asked dogs this: 'when a human sees a bear eating its trash, the human gets angry and yells at it. Then the bear rises to his hind paws. It does not attack the human. It waits, and thinks about it. It then goes back onto his for paws and walks away. The human runs in his den and comes out with a gun and shoots the bear. But why did he shoot the bear? For not killing him?" To top being inquisitive off, he is utterly smart. His favorite thing to do is getting the chance to play a strategy game.
Talis is not one to show off, for he is more of a shadow hiding behind others, and dislikes being centered on, though his white, glazed eyes usually still bring unwanted stares from others who dare to even look at him. Don't get me wrong, he is not emotionless. He smiles (though its kinda a creepy smile) and still likes to have fun. It is pretty hard to make him laugh though.
Talis has..what you call personality disorder. If he gets too excited, or his blood pressure rises, he becomes immediately sullen. His depression only lasts a few minutes before his real side kicks in. He gets into a rage for no apparent reason, and becomes very unpredictable. During this stage he does not think, he just does. He attacks those who have the fear scent, even when the dog is apart of his pack. The stage does not truly have an end, for he comes out of it slowly, till he is his old self. During the process of getting back his mind, he experiences hallucinations, commonly a voice in his head. Because of his symptom his sleeping pattern changes frequently, as does his appetite.
Brief History -- Talis was born and raised by a professional Dutch shepherd breeder. His father teased him with his last name Lucifer, calling him Lucy instead. It didn't take long for the owner to find out he was blind. In frustration, the human started to kick Talis. His father, who was there with him attacked the owner's arm, and being trained in schutzhund, it probably hurt. His mother heared the commotion and came to help, biting at his ankles, as she herded sheep. They told Talis to run away, which he did. When he looked back he headed two gunshots, and that was it. That was about the time when his personality disorder began. He was able to find this human hating pack, which he joined without hesitation.
Goals -- To kill every man that he hears
Kin -- Nope
Likes --
⚜ Thunderstorms
Rain
Winter
To kill
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Dislikes --
Summer
Sun
Clear skies
Arrogant dogs
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[size=13pt]⚜ Appearance[/size]
Height -- 68 cm
Weight -- 69 pounds
Eyes -- Milky white with a darker circle in the middle, where his pupil would be.
Fur -- Black, with rays of brown covering his body. What the humans call 'Dark Brindle'
Body Build -- He has a sturdy fracture, and his short fur show his muscles.
Distinguishing features -- His glazed eyes.
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[size=13pt]⚜ Health[/size]
Fears -- His other side will take over.
Weaknesses --
When he is alone for too long
Surprisingly he over heats easily
His eyesight I guess is one
Strengths --
His hearing and smell
He has quite the force in his muscles
Memory -- He forgets things that are unimportant easily.
Mental State -- He has Personality Disorder.
Physical State -- Nope.
Overall Intelligence -- Above average
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[size=13pt]⚜ Love Life[/size]
Crush No one yet.
boyfriend/girlfriend Noooooo.
Sexuality Heterosexual
relationship status lol, single
turn ons
Someone who can understand him and comfort him.
A girl who can get dirty and not complain.
A girl who he can protect and who can protect him when he needs help
I guess pretty?
Smart
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turn offs
⚜A petty girl
⚜No offense, but a stupid girl
Show off
Human lover
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[size=13pt]⚜ Miscellaneous[/size]
hobbies -- what?
habits -- Changing sides when he smells fear.
quirks -- Owha?
nervous tics -- When he's alone for too long he starts digging continuously.
Theme Song --
Royals-Lorde
Riot-Three Days Grace - When his other side comes in.
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[size=13pt]⚜ About The User[/size]
Username -- Arkota
Screen-name -- «Arkota»
nickname -- Arkota
muse -- 9/10
activity -- 9/10
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Omg it's so hard to explain Talis ;-;
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Ooh, and either the first pic or the last one.
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Keenan ignored Rosco's laughing and studied the crowd. His pointed ears shot forward and he listened to the dogs. Then he headed what he was searching for. One dog in particular had talked, and he had the same voice as the one who had talked badly about Rosco's and his fight. His eyes caught sight of him, and Keenan watched as he tried to sneak away from him and the dogs. Not wanting to cause another scene, he decided to wait till the dog was alone. Keenan watched the dog with slitted eyes, then turned and lumbered slowly back to his neighborhood, still keeping tabs on the dog.
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Almost done. Have to finish his personality, theme song, and other.
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Keenan flicked his eyes away from Taxi when he heared Lana coming up. "I'm fine." Keenan listened, and contrary to what others might think, he was starting to get used to Lana's continuous talking. "Nah, I guess I just wasn't putting all my heart in the fight." He said, looking at her. He then smiled and bumped his shoulder against her. "Hey, we never finished our argument." He said, smiling, then sticking his toungue out, as Lana had did when they had the argument.
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(Aww...but okay Masked.
From what's happening I think I'll put off my secret plan for later.)
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Keenan turned to Rosco when he came up. He was expecting more of a sneer then a thanks. "Sure..okay." Keenan said, still kinda surprised at his new attitude. He suddenly felt a teasing sensation. He looked at Lana, who was tickling him with her ears. He stepped back and shook out his fur, the itchyness going away. Though he was a tough dog he had always been quite ticklish. "Hey Rosco, you still wanna get back at that small dog?" He asked him, then giving Lana a 'hold on' kinda look.
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I love your dog, Abel. He is quite the beauty.
Finished Talis, and I actually do not know much on personality Disorder....so don't quote me on it. :)
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Keenan was getting into a stalking position when Lana spoke. "Really? I wouldn't have bet you for the..mean type." It took Keenan to think of a word that would describe his and Rosco's behavior and all he could think of was mean. "But if you really want to then.." Keenan nodded to a spot next to him, he then gave an inquisitive smile, thinking that this would be an interesting chase.
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(Sure...but if I tell you it'll be ruined, but oh well I don't think I'll go through with it anyway.
I was gonna put Keenan in a car crash and kill him.)
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Keenan smiled. He was starting to like Lana. Keenan then turned to Rosco. "Hey Rosco, you decide what to do." He said, chuckling. "You are lead pedigree." I know it's super short..
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"Why don't we have a good time? We can chase him, then maybe a few bites to teach him to keep that flabber mouth shut." Keenan growled, his eyes shining with a melevolent glint. "You don't have to join in the biting.." Keenan whispered to Lana. He then began to proceed forward in a stalking manner, sifting through the scents in the air to find Taxi's and track it into the park. When he pin pointed his location, his stalking tturned into easy lumbering, then into a steady trot. Keenan accelerated till he was at a running speed, while still being able to easily turn sharpely.
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(Okay, I've decided that I'm going to have Keenan seriously hurt, and while he's at the doctor I can make the choice to kill him or save him. During all this I'll bring my other character in.)
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Hey Masked!
The fight is over, Rosco won, Keenan and him and Lana are starting to chase Taxi in the park...greyhound is talking to an unknown dog, asANA is getting rid of Boston. Rosebud has just left the park. If there is anything else, tell me!
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(Ugh. Long story short, Tablet crashed. Got a new tablet finally, and I'm back.)
(I read through on what happened, so a recap is not needed. Oh, and yea Rosco can be in the car that hits Keenan.)
After having some fun chasing the Annoying Taxi and a few snaps here and there, Keenan had finally stopped and watched with satisfaction as Taxi kept on running. With his long, pink tongue hanging out of his maw, Keenan padded his way for a front row seat to Kristan's and Fawn's race. He had overheard them talking and was looking forward to the competition. 'Buff against Lean" Keenan snickered.
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(I was thinking that when the day is over, Keenan decides to walk home today, and while he crosses the street you owner accidentally hits him. You don't need to be in the car..unless you want to.)
Keenan smiled at Lana as she came forward and placed herself next to him. After watching Lana get settled, Keenan turned his attention back to the race braced dogs. He saw Kristen look over to him and Lana, and Keenan gave him the 'You better watch it' gaze that he gave everyone, besides Lana and the dogs he knew.
