Post by nightblood on Apr 14, 2008 5:32:14 GMT -5
Gender: Male
Age: 6 Years
Species: Canine
Breeds: 1/8 Rottweiler, 1/8 German Shepherd, 3/4 Gray Wolf
APPEARANCE
Height: 3 ft 5 in
Weight: 130
Eye Color: Blue
Main Fur Colors: Black and red-brown
Markings: Red-brown eye marks
Scars: One cut in his left ear, a long scar starting at the top left corner of his forehead to the right corner of his chin, a cut on the left side of his lips, a scar on the upper half of his right front leg, a long scar on the outer side of his left front leg, a long scar on the left side of his back, two scars on his right hind leg, one on his left hind leg, and his right back paw is burned.
Tattoos: None
Accessories: A red wristband he got from his master on his left front leg covering the worst part of the scar.
STATISTICS
Speed: Moderately slow
Agility: Poor
Defense: Superior
Strengths: Leadership, Patience, Combat, Defense
Averages: Stealth, Intelligence, Endurance, Speed
Weaknesses: Trickery
PERSONALITY
Past Personality: Deymon used to be a hardcore fighting machine. He did the bidding of his master, fighting other wolfdogs for money and other payment. He was viciously loyal and did not hesitate to kill his opponents.
Current Personality: Now that he is in charge of Geera, Deymon is friendly and loving to his subjects. He views no one as an enemy until they attack him. He is kind and caring and is often found playing with his closest friends. This doesn't mean, however, that he forgets he is an Alpha. He knows the duties that he is charged with and takes his job seriously... most of the time...
Likes: Playing around and joking with others, playing with pups, sparring, wrestling, playing in the snow and leaves.
Dislikes: Traitors and Gossipers
Fears: Any pack member falling because of something he may have done.
Annoyances: Gossip
Habits: Flirting with random females, showing off, being a little arrogant at times.
Tastes: Outwardly seems hyper at times, inwardly just likes to spend time with the pack.
Talents: Fighting (even though he doesn't like to), thievery (only from humans), and spying (only when necessary).
Accent: American
Voice: George Carlin Deep and gruff. It can become hoarse at times because of all the yelling he used to do while fighting.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Quotes: "Just roll with it." "Cop didn't see it. I didn't do it." "Oi! I don't bother you when you're stealing things!"
FAMILY HERITAGE
Mother: Deya
Father: Roron
Brothers: Hailin, Kayo
Sister: Deyma
HISTORY
Place of Birth: Geera
Date of Birth: September 13
Friends: Tak
Enemies: Everyone
Rank: Elite Fighter
Story
Deymon was born in Geera. His mother and father were close friends of the Alpha. Becsaue of his strong breeding, he was chosen as the Alpha's heir, as he had no children own. They almost lost him, however.
One night when he was about two months old, Daymon was taken from his den by humans. He was forced to fight against his will and win money for his new, sadistic master. He soon grew to love the thrill of fighting, but this was a haze of illusion. He knew nothing else. Often times he would wonder what else the was in the world, then the match bell would ring.
The hybrid soon found himself at the top of the pillar of fighting dogs. He had a reputation to uphold now, or at least... his master did. It wasn't long before Deymon began to see that his master only care about the money. With this realization, he saw that he could have real happiness if he escaped these fighting rings.
On the day Deymon planned to run away, another dog was introduced into the fighting ring next to his. It was a female. Granted that she looked strong enough to handle herself, but she was matched up against two large males. Her master had bet that she would win against the two dogs.
Outraged, Deymon fought his match quickly and jumped into the ring with the female. He had entered the ring just in the nick of time. Both dogs were about to descend on her with their fangs bared. He fought off one, leaving the female to subdue the other.
The matched finished, Deymon leaped out of the ring and towards a hole in the door. Once out, he was surprised to hear the door creak once more at the sound of another dog coming out of it. The female had followed him. No time to ask questions, Deymon raced toward the mountains, abandoning the city.
He soon found his old pack and was welcomed back whole-heartedly along with his new friend. He took command when the alpha died and took Tak, the female fighter as his beta.
PRESENT
Pack: Geera
Rank: Alpha Male
Mate: Driftsand
Sons: Danner and Daire
Daughters: None
Friends:
Enemies: None
Injuries: None
Illnesses: None
Role Plays
Educated Oppinion - Geera - Active
The Alpha's Litter - Geera - Done
Approaching Shadows - Geera - Done
Unspoken - Geera - Done
THEME SONG
Fort Minor- Remember The Name
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!
[Chorus]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a thingy
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
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