Post by Roscoe on Jun 3, 2012 22:49:47 GMT -5
Name: Roscoe
Age: 4 (In Human years), 32 (In Dog years).
Physical Appearance: Roscoe is a very fit, yet bulky/muscular and is larger-than-Average Doberman Pincher. His fur is primarily black fur and brown fur around his muzzle, paws, chest and a touch of brown fur on his eye brows. He has faded scars across his body. Not a lot, but there are a few. Along with few faded burns along his sides and back that have healed, but they are noticable. He has eerily creepy yellow eyes, and he wears a red, diamond studded collar.
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but maybe a bit bisexual...maybe.
Image:
Key/Lock Holder(Be aware that this may change is the other player isn’t on board): Left for RP, but it will be more then one.
Personality: Roscoe is known for his cruelty, selfishness, arrogance, and his eerily charm. Between him and his brother DeSoto, he is the smarter of the two. He uses his intelligence as well as brute force to intimidation and manipulate others to get what he wants. Roscoe doesn't take kindly to being told what to, but he does love fighting and tearing his victims to shreds and all-around killing and murdering and he is also quite a ladies man/dog.
Family: DeSoto
Brief History:
Ever since Roscoe could remember he was always with his bother DeSoto being trained to be obedient, strong, fearless, ruthless, and above all else killers. Roscoe and DeSoto are both purebred Doberman Pincher from Germany and their entire family tree can be dated back decades in Germany. So Roscoe along with DeSoto were trained to be the guard dogs for the ruthless man named Bill Sykes and his two most prized killers. They protected him, killed for him and whoever stood in his and their way. Roscoe and his brother loved to toy with their victims whenever possible.
But ever since the incident with Dodger and his gang after they kidnapped that girl Penny, things went a bit downhill. But he was just happy he and his brother DeSoto survived, as well as Sykes. But since Sykes ended up in the hospital things had been very slow around 'work'. That was until he found a letter in his paws and keys around his neck on a necklace. Explaining that he was chosen for some sort of contest at a mansion on an island. Needless to say that Roscoe found the invitation quite interesting. Especially all the things that were offered, so he told DeSoto he was going on a little trip. After all what did he have to lose...?
Sample Post:
Roscoe's right eye twitched in annoyance as he walked down one of the many corridors of the mansion. His ebony claws clicking against the polished marble floor. He had learned a little while ago that he had been tricked, plain and simple. He as well as many others had been convinced to come here to find love...love! For crying out loud! And they weren't allowed to leave either! Now Roscoe had no problem with the ladies. After all he had 'mated' many. But the simple fact that he was being forced to find his PERMANENT mates is what got him mad. And yes mates! Roscoe was going to end up with more the one mate, if evident by the keys on the necklace around his neck. Now that was something he could get behind, but he still wasn't keen on the idea of being tied down.
With a low growl Roscoe let out a huff as he moved through the mansion. No real destination in mind. The sound of voices caught his attention, his cropped ears twitched. With nothing better to do he simply followed the voices, the closer he got he was able to tell that it was laughter...from women. Roscoe couldn't help, but grin at the prospect. His grin only widened as the laughter led him to the pool. The Doberman pushed the door open, only to be greated with the site of many sexy females and good-looking males. "Oh yes, I think I'm going to like it here after all," Roscoe said slyly as he rolled his muscular shoulders before he walked into the pool room. The door shutting behind him as he walked in with a swagger in his step.
Age: 4 (In Human years), 32 (In Dog years).
Physical Appearance: Roscoe is a very fit, yet bulky/muscular and is larger-than-Average Doberman Pincher. His fur is primarily black fur and brown fur around his muzzle, paws, chest and a touch of brown fur on his eye brows. He has faded scars across his body. Not a lot, but there are a few. Along with few faded burns along his sides and back that have healed, but they are noticable. He has eerily creepy yellow eyes, and he wears a red, diamond studded collar.
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but maybe a bit bisexual...maybe.
Image:
Key/Lock Holder(Be aware that this may change is the other player isn’t on board): Left for RP, but it will be more then one.
Personality: Roscoe is known for his cruelty, selfishness, arrogance, and his eerily charm. Between him and his brother DeSoto, he is the smarter of the two. He uses his intelligence as well as brute force to intimidation and manipulate others to get what he wants. Roscoe doesn't take kindly to being told what to, but he does love fighting and tearing his victims to shreds and all-around killing and murdering and he is also quite a ladies man/dog.
Family: DeSoto
Brief History:
Ever since Roscoe could remember he was always with his bother DeSoto being trained to be obedient, strong, fearless, ruthless, and above all else killers. Roscoe and DeSoto are both purebred Doberman Pincher from Germany and their entire family tree can be dated back decades in Germany. So Roscoe along with DeSoto were trained to be the guard dogs for the ruthless man named Bill Sykes and his two most prized killers. They protected him, killed for him and whoever stood in his and their way. Roscoe and his brother loved to toy with their victims whenever possible.
But ever since the incident with Dodger and his gang after they kidnapped that girl Penny, things went a bit downhill. But he was just happy he and his brother DeSoto survived, as well as Sykes. But since Sykes ended up in the hospital things had been very slow around 'work'. That was until he found a letter in his paws and keys around his neck on a necklace. Explaining that he was chosen for some sort of contest at a mansion on an island. Needless to say that Roscoe found the invitation quite interesting. Especially all the things that were offered, so he told DeSoto he was going on a little trip. After all what did he have to lose...?
Sample Post:
Roscoe's right eye twitched in annoyance as he walked down one of the many corridors of the mansion. His ebony claws clicking against the polished marble floor. He had learned a little while ago that he had been tricked, plain and simple. He as well as many others had been convinced to come here to find love...love! For crying out loud! And they weren't allowed to leave either! Now Roscoe had no problem with the ladies. After all he had 'mated' many. But the simple fact that he was being forced to find his PERMANENT mates is what got him mad. And yes mates! Roscoe was going to end up with more the one mate, if evident by the keys on the necklace around his neck. Now that was something he could get behind, but he still wasn't keen on the idea of being tied down.
With a low growl Roscoe let out a huff as he moved through the mansion. No real destination in mind. The sound of voices caught his attention, his cropped ears twitched. With nothing better to do he simply followed the voices, the closer he got he was able to tell that it was laughter...from women. Roscoe couldn't help, but grin at the prospect. His grin only widened as the laughter led him to the pool. The Doberman pushed the door open, only to be greated with the site of many sexy females and good-looking males. "Oh yes, I think I'm going to like it here after all," Roscoe said slyly as he rolled his muscular shoulders before he walked into the pool room. The door shutting behind him as he walked in with a swagger in his step.
