Post by crisis on May 3, 2009 8:41:53 GMT -5
Name: Crisis Borealis
Breed: American Eskimo (claims to be)
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Nicknames: Cri or CriCri
Appearance: Thanks to his breed he is quite the fluff ball but what seperates him from the rest of his kind are the three unusually large bangs that conceal the right side of his face along as the three strands of fur that tip his ears. Every now and then he could be seen wearing a collar with crosses along them, though when questioned about his collar he'd simply reply that he never owned a collar in his life.
Personality: Crisis is an overly cheerful an energetic canine who could smile twenty-four seven. Though when the situation calls for it his more puppy like tendencies seem to vanish replaced by a more caring and intelligent mindset. There have been situations where Crisis has been unusually aggressive and even cold hearted but he never seems to remember being this way.
Likes: Lounging around in the shade of a tree, his favorite being an oak, the company of others, goofing off and of course being the curious little eskie that he is.
Dislikes: Refrigerators, snobs, smoke, criminals and other such evil doers
History: Crisis has no memory of his parents or of his life before being on the streets. It was almost as if this canine just suddenly appeared one day. While wondering the streets he ran into two strays named Sakaime and Exodus Borealis and was soon adopted by the duo as their little brother. Little did he know that his big brothers were actually mercenaries or as they liked to call themselves, hitmen. It wasn't long before the eskie was pulled into the 'family business'. Much to the chagrin of the elder canines, the good spirited youth would ruin their jobs if it involved harming anyone who was innocent. Despite these clashes of interest the trio lived quite happily. One day another side of Crisis came crashing through the surface when the Borealis brothers were forced into the fight for their lives. The three were marked for death for failing a hit, though this was of course the fault of a certain eskie thanks to his ideals. The three injured canines were about to finished off when Crisis suddenly burst into a fit of laughter before lunging at his would be killers, never responding to his name when it was called. Once his little massacre was over he sat down with a questioning look before muttering "Why do you keep calling me that? My name is Daikirai, Dai-ki-rai". Next thing Crisis knew he was now in the company of Spades Tressette, with no memory of the fight he partook in or those he had killed. Now he only had one thing in mind, to find his brothers an be part of a family once again.
Name: Spades Tressette
Breed: Norwegian Elkhound
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Appearance: His fur is mostly black the exceptions being his muzzle, right ear, left hind leg and under belly being ivory. He has pale blue eyes and usually has a metal toothpick in his mouth at all times. Around his neck is a simple white collar with a spade shaped license hanging from it and if one was to get close enough to the tag they would see Espada engraved onto its surface.
Personality: A rather thingyy canine, always sure in himself though this seems to hide his true nature as someone who seems to know more than he initially lets on. Has a tendency to be lazy especially when it comes to confrontations, both verbal and physical, truth be told he simply finds it a waste of time to do anything he deems as pointless though he is loyal to a fault, willing to do anything to make anyone he sees as a close friend happy. It would not be an exaggeration to suggest he is sexist against males, preferring to be in the company of females and usually having a look of distaste when around other males unless he finds them intriguing.
Likes: Card games, gambling, women, cars, naps, women, and of course women. ( someone needs a hobby)
Dislikes: Fighting, 'bothersome folk', whiners, and pretty much anything that involves him having to do a lot of work.
History: Rumors shroud the truth around Spades' history, it would be impossible to tell fact from fiction. Doesn't help that he encourages said rumors. Some examples of rumors range from that Spades is over six thousand human years in age, to that he is not even real, simply a figment of everyone's imagination or that he is even a ghost. The only way to get the truth of his past would be from the elkhound himself but the chances of him actually revealing the truth is zero to none.
These two profiles will most likely be redone and cleaned up a bit. May add Sakaime and Exodus later, may not. Mostly depends on how everything fits together in the future
Breed: American Eskimo (claims to be)
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Nicknames: Cri or CriCri
Appearance: Thanks to his breed he is quite the fluff ball but what seperates him from the rest of his kind are the three unusually large bangs that conceal the right side of his face along as the three strands of fur that tip his ears. Every now and then he could be seen wearing a collar with crosses along them, though when questioned about his collar he'd simply reply that he never owned a collar in his life.
Personality: Crisis is an overly cheerful an energetic canine who could smile twenty-four seven. Though when the situation calls for it his more puppy like tendencies seem to vanish replaced by a more caring and intelligent mindset. There have been situations where Crisis has been unusually aggressive and even cold hearted but he never seems to remember being this way.
Likes: Lounging around in the shade of a tree, his favorite being an oak, the company of others, goofing off and of course being the curious little eskie that he is.
Dislikes: Refrigerators, snobs, smoke, criminals and other such evil doers
History: Crisis has no memory of his parents or of his life before being on the streets. It was almost as if this canine just suddenly appeared one day. While wondering the streets he ran into two strays named Sakaime and Exodus Borealis and was soon adopted by the duo as their little brother. Little did he know that his big brothers were actually mercenaries or as they liked to call themselves, hitmen. It wasn't long before the eskie was pulled into the 'family business'. Much to the chagrin of the elder canines, the good spirited youth would ruin their jobs if it involved harming anyone who was innocent. Despite these clashes of interest the trio lived quite happily. One day another side of Crisis came crashing through the surface when the Borealis brothers were forced into the fight for their lives. The three were marked for death for failing a hit, though this was of course the fault of a certain eskie thanks to his ideals. The three injured canines were about to finished off when Crisis suddenly burst into a fit of laughter before lunging at his would be killers, never responding to his name when it was called. Once his little massacre was over he sat down with a questioning look before muttering "Why do you keep calling me that? My name is Daikirai, Dai-ki-rai". Next thing Crisis knew he was now in the company of Spades Tressette, with no memory of the fight he partook in or those he had killed. Now he only had one thing in mind, to find his brothers an be part of a family once again.
Name: Spades Tressette
Breed: Norwegian Elkhound
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Appearance: His fur is mostly black the exceptions being his muzzle, right ear, left hind leg and under belly being ivory. He has pale blue eyes and usually has a metal toothpick in his mouth at all times. Around his neck is a simple white collar with a spade shaped license hanging from it and if one was to get close enough to the tag they would see Espada engraved onto its surface.
Personality: A rather thingyy canine, always sure in himself though this seems to hide his true nature as someone who seems to know more than he initially lets on. Has a tendency to be lazy especially when it comes to confrontations, both verbal and physical, truth be told he simply finds it a waste of time to do anything he deems as pointless though he is loyal to a fault, willing to do anything to make anyone he sees as a close friend happy. It would not be an exaggeration to suggest he is sexist against males, preferring to be in the company of females and usually having a look of distaste when around other males unless he finds them intriguing.
Likes: Card games, gambling, women, cars, naps, women, and of course women. ( someone needs a hobby)
Dislikes: Fighting, 'bothersome folk', whiners, and pretty much anything that involves him having to do a lot of work.
History: Rumors shroud the truth around Spades' history, it would be impossible to tell fact from fiction. Doesn't help that he encourages said rumors. Some examples of rumors range from that Spades is over six thousand human years in age, to that he is not even real, simply a figment of everyone's imagination or that he is even a ghost. The only way to get the truth of his past would be from the elkhound himself but the chances of him actually revealing the truth is zero to none.
These two profiles will most likely be redone and cleaned up a bit. May add Sakaime and Exodus later, may not. Mostly depends on how everything fits together in the future
