Post by Blackfeathr on Apr 27, 2008 1:02:06 GMT -5
Name: Azteka
Alias: Tak
Gender: Female
Age: 4 Years
Species: Canine
Breeds: Mutt--Mix between Collie and Wolf
APPEARANCE
Height: 3' 4"
Weight: 105
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Main Fur Colors: Warm browns
Markings: Darker brown brow-shadows, blaze and neck trimming. Light tipped tail and toes. Light brown muzzle and belly.
Scars: Her left ear is shredded.
Tattoos: None
Accessories: A golden band around the base of her tail, a form of identification by her previous human owner
STATISTICS
Speed: Moderately slow
Agility: Average
Defense: Excellent
Strengths: Tolerance, Common Sense, Assertiveness, Strength, Trust
Averages: Intelligence, Trickery, Stamina, Patience
Weaknesses: Speed, Hunting, Empathy
PERSONALITY
Past Personality: Tak was often the wayward wolfdog, often disobeying her owners orders. However, in her years in the fighting ring, Tak found herself lucky that she would escape with no scars left behind. She used sharp senses and quick thinking, using her opponents strength against him. She utilized all aspects of the ring to get her opponent on the ground and vulnerable. She seemed to have no loyalty to anyone, but she did her job, and she did it right.
Current Personality: Tak is often aloof, serious, and contemplative, saying few words, but getting her message across. From looks alone she looks haughty, or regal. However, she shows loyalty to her Alpha Deymon, who had rescued her and took her as Beta of the pack. She does not take her pack position lightly.
Likes: Solitude, Patrolling the borders, thinking, Thunderstorms, being with others, taking part in whatever Deymon is doing
Dislikes: Inappropriate horseplay, traitors and cowards, being outwitted
Fears: Failing to protect Deymon, Dispersal of Geera, Distrust and treachery
Annoyances: Stupid questions
Habits: Not answering a question, making satirical jokes at the expense of others, laughing when told something depressing
Tastes: To her pack members she seems aloof, silent, haughty, and mistrusting, but she really is compassionate and cares about the safety of them and would take a bullet for any one of them in a minute.
Talents: Fighting, Intuition, sharp senses and wit
Accent: American
Voice: Sarabi-low, quiet, and smooth, and often speaks in a whisper.
Can also sound like Rem(DeathNote), (:20 in) at various times or when in an argument
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
FAMILY HERITAGE
Mother: Auriea
Father: Motega
Brothers: Undisclosed
Sisters: None
HISTORY
Place of Birth: In a city
Date of Birth: December 18
Friends: Deymon
Enemies: Humans, those who entered her fighting ring
Rank: Elite Fighter
Story
Tak was born in the darkest, most seedy part of the busy city, raised in a dark house with no hope but for the riveting tales her mother used to tell her of living in the outside world. She yearned to be a part of it, and pledged no loyalty to the two-leggeds who held her family captive. The two leggeds were high-profile mafia members looking to sell fighting dogs in the black market. She went through rigorous training sessions, taught to bite and to maim, to maul and to kill. When she was a yearling, Tak was taken by another human away from her parents. She often disobeyed the direct orders of her owner, choosing her own method to fight. Barely a blow would land on her in the ring, as she utilized her body to turn her opponents strength against them. Her tactics ultimately left them on their backs in the end, where she would pin them with her weight and deliver the killing blow that would end the fight and proclaim her as the victor.
Her pride in her work was hindered, however, as a highly unpredictable fighting dog entered the ring and in the last possible millisecond, whipped around and tore a bit of her ear away. This was the only time she lost her temper, ending the fight in record time.
Tak reached the peak of her fighting career, and the mafia decided it was high time to take her back. However, Taks owner wasn't too obliging. They gave her owner an ultimatum--either pay them double the bets she earns, or give the dog back. Taks owner decided to make a double bet... cutting loose two dogs to after Tak in the fighting ring, winner take all.
For the first time in her life, she felt unsure that she would make it out of this fight. However, hesitantly, Tak exploded forward to meet her opponents. But one opponent had faltered. Tak glanced next to her for half a second, realizing another wolfdog had taken him down. Grinning in confidence, she finished off the other one, but before she had time to step off the dead body, her male saviour was gone. In the human clamor of the wolfdog entering her ring, Tak slipped out the cracked door unnoticed, and followed the male to wherever he went. The male, named Deymon, became her close friend and took her as Beta of Geera. She takes her position seriously and is intensely protective over both Deymon and the pack.
PRESENT
Pack: Geera
Rank: Beta Female
Crush: None
Lover: None
Mate: None
Son(s): None
Daughter(s): None
Friends: Deymon
Enemies: None
Injuries: Shredded left ear
Illnesses: None
Role Plays
Currently Playing In: 0
CHARACTER EVALUATIONS
Deymon :D
Spetsnaz o.o
Key
<3 = in love with the character
:D= fully trusts the character and is comfortable around them
:) = on good terms with the character
O.o = character confuses Tak
D:< = hated/despised/disliked character
:( = not on good terms with character, but not completly hated
-.- = has had a difficult experience with the character
D; = something tragic has happened to the character and Tak is sad
o.o = character is, at this time, neutral
:/ = character evaluation is pending
:| = character isn't viewed as important
(i.e. Character has niether impressed or offended Tak. Be thankful.)
LYRICS
Freak on a Leash - Korn
Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Somethings raped and taken from me... from me.
Lifes got to always be messing with me. (you wanna see the light)
Cant they chill and let me be free? (so do I)
Cant I take away all this pain. (you wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (you wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (you wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Go!
So...fight! something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the...
Fight...some things they fight
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Part of me...
Part of me...
Part of me...
Oh...