Post by Sasha on May 30, 2012 23:22:13 GMT -5
Name: Charlie Barkin
Age: 20-25 by Human standards
Orientation: Straight, but may be willing to 'swing for the same team'.
Image:
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Key/Lock Holder: Sasha La Fleur, other then that pretty Open.
Brief History: In the original film set in 1939 New Orleans, he is operating a casino with a gangster bulldog named Carface Caruthers, but is betrayed and later murdered by Carface. He goes to Heaven, where he learns all dogs go to Heaven because they are naturally good. Charlie finds a "Life Watch" which brings his back to life, but he is warned that once his time runs out on the watch, there's a chance he might go to Hell for stealing the watch and never be able to go back to Heaven. Upon his return to Earth, he and his best friend, a dachshund named Itchy, discover Carface is harboring a young human girl named Ann-Marie, an orphan who can talk to animals. Together with Itchy, he sets on finding a home for Ann-Marie and redeeming himself, before his time runs out. In the end, he Returns to Heaven without Itchy.
In the second Film, Charlie welcomes Itchy to Heaven after he choked to death on a chicken drumstick. The pair are sent back to earth as Angels to return Gabriel's Horn to Heaven, and along the way have met David, a Boy who ran away from home and shows a talent being a Magician, and Sasha La Fleur, an English Setter who is David's 'caretaker'. They also realize Carface has been sent back to Earth as well.
After the events of All Dogs Go to Heaven 2, Charlie's life was going well with David's family. Though one day, he somehow woke up with a key around his neck and on a strange Island...
Sample post: "Okay, what do ya got?"
Charlie smirked, a cigar clamped between his teeth as he leaned back in his chair, observing his playing cards. A Doberman, he didn't bother with his name, shoved a pile of chips back on to the table before he slapped his cards down. "Three of a kind," with a Corgi giving a groan and setting his cards down. "Two pair.." Charlie chuckled, straightening himself up in his seat and giving a confident smirk, his key dangling from around his neck. He shoved his chips in to the middle of the table.
"Sorry fellas, but I got..." a pause for dramatic effect, "a Royal. Flush." Charlie resisted the urge to laugh as he dragged his winnings over to himself. "Sorry boys, luck of the cards and all that.."
Age: 20-25 by Human standards
Orientation: Straight, but may be willing to 'swing for the same team'.
Image:
(3:02-3:29)
Key/Lock Holder: Sasha La Fleur, other then that pretty Open.
Brief History: In the original film set in 1939 New Orleans, he is operating a casino with a gangster bulldog named Carface Caruthers, but is betrayed and later murdered by Carface. He goes to Heaven, where he learns all dogs go to Heaven because they are naturally good. Charlie finds a "Life Watch" which brings his back to life, but he is warned that once his time runs out on the watch, there's a chance he might go to Hell for stealing the watch and never be able to go back to Heaven. Upon his return to Earth, he and his best friend, a dachshund named Itchy, discover Carface is harboring a young human girl named Ann-Marie, an orphan who can talk to animals. Together with Itchy, he sets on finding a home for Ann-Marie and redeeming himself, before his time runs out. In the end, he Returns to Heaven without Itchy.
In the second Film, Charlie welcomes Itchy to Heaven after he choked to death on a chicken drumstick. The pair are sent back to earth as Angels to return Gabriel's Horn to Heaven, and along the way have met David, a Boy who ran away from home and shows a talent being a Magician, and Sasha La Fleur, an English Setter who is David's 'caretaker'. They also realize Carface has been sent back to Earth as well.
After the events of All Dogs Go to Heaven 2, Charlie's life was going well with David's family. Though one day, he somehow woke up with a key around his neck and on a strange Island...
Sample post: "Okay, what do ya got?"
Charlie smirked, a cigar clamped between his teeth as he leaned back in his chair, observing his playing cards. A Doberman, he didn't bother with his name, shoved a pile of chips back on to the table before he slapped his cards down. "Three of a kind," with a Corgi giving a groan and setting his cards down. "Two pair.." Charlie chuckled, straightening himself up in his seat and giving a confident smirk, his key dangling from around his neck. He shoved his chips in to the middle of the table.
"Sorry fellas, but I got..." a pause for dramatic effect, "a Royal. Flush." Charlie resisted the urge to laugh as he dragged his winnings over to himself. "Sorry boys, luck of the cards and all that.."
