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Oct 6, 2012 15:42:38 GMT -5
Post by Tarb on Oct 6, 2012 15:42:38 GMT -5
Robbie "Life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.." this is me in the flesh,NAME: Robbie NICKNAME(S): None PRONUNCIATION: Rah-Bee POSITION: (slave, free-roamer, dominor) Free-roamer
taste the sky,AGE: 8 years GENDER: Male BREED: Grey Wolf HEIGHT: 26 inches APPEARANCE: Although relatively short, he has a larger build than most. His snow-white paws are massive and his stomach is slightly extended to the sides, giving him a "roley-poley" appearance. Glorious amber orbs typically hold a distant look in them, framing an unusually large, somewhat crooked gray nose. His short, shaggy pelt is dark gray with a snowy underbelly, paws, chest, and snout, with lighter tips all over due to age. His most striking feature is the very end of his muzzle, where a distinct white mustache curls upwards and reaches almost to his eyes.
thoughts that make me go insane,PERSONALITY: Due to his old age, Robbie has a tendency to be rather senile, especially while trying to recall recent events and acquaintances. He is rather easily distracted, often reflecting back on past insignificant memories in the middle of a conversation. Because of his years, he is rather wise and is known for giving good advice. He's sensitive and is typically the first to comfort others, although has a temper that can be quickly lost. Robbie often tries to maintain friendly ties with everyone, and keeps his enemies closest of all. He is rather awkward, and never developed proper socializing skills, so one never can tell just what's going to come out of his mouth next. Slightly hard of hearing, he speaks at an increased volume, and often makes odd noises under his breath without realizing it. all over my shoulder,FATHER: Rory, deceased MOTHER: Vivian, deceased SIBLINGS: Lilly and Roy, both deceased. HISTORY: Raised by his mother's sister, Robbie never had the opportunity to meet either of his parents, for both were killed in an apparent poaching incident shortly after his birth. The strongest of a litter of three, he was the only survivor after a long, harsh winter, and was often awkward and had trouble socializing with others. After his aunt's death just after his second birthday, Robbie began traveling alone with the goal of seeing as much of the world as he possibly could before crossing over and reuniting with his deceased family one day. He gained a vast knowledge of various other cultures through is travels, and developed a fluency in Feline. Robbie has seen more than his fair share of slavery, although never found himself bound in chains. ----- OOC: I just wanted to make a note that I'm basing Robbie off of my cat in real life (also named Robbie). His physical appearance is identical to what Robbie would look like if he were a wolf. He legitimately does have a "Mario mustache," and you can see a picture of him here: i47.tinypic.com/sl5w2c.jpg
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Oct 8, 2012 16:22:35 GMT -5
Post by »Image on Oct 8, 2012 16:22:35 GMT -5
Accepted.
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Oct 9, 2012 10:11:46 GMT -5
Post by Tarb on Oct 9, 2012 10:11:46 GMT -5
Yay!!
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