Post by celine on Apr 18, 2006 7:17:06 GMT -5
name celine
age 3
breed brittany
personality She is very lovable, and is definately the one who loves to be with the boys. She is known by many females as the 'boy toy' but really she isn't. She can be very romantic, and very flirty at times too. She can be pretty funny at times, and loves to have a good time. Celine isn't all perfect though, she is extremely clumsy. She seems to be falling or doing something all the time. Celine speaks too much sometimes, and accidently has things come out that arent supposed to. But usually she is good at keeping secrets, unless someone pressures her into saying it. She hates pressure. Her pet peeve is snottyness, she hates females who strut around claiming that they are better than everyone else. She gets jealous easily when it comes to females taking over males. But she gets over it, it doesn't dwell. Overall she is an friendly, and fun to be around canine.
sample Post Derion looked at her, and snorted. She was a real...oh what's the word. She was just a stuck up bitch who was bratty and inconsiderate. She didn't even speak. She was just plain rude. How dare she. He thought, with disgust and hate for the female already. He wanted respect. Then he would return it back to her. But all he said was 'Hey Bitch.' nothing offensive. He shook is head and rolled his head. His eyes stared at her, then his eyes almost said 'You stupid?'. Since she wasn't speaking and all, but he held back, she would probably start crying or something retarded like that. He was about to call her a fucker, but he held back. He didn't mean to start off on the wrong foot just yet. She was the one who wanted too.
Derion stared at her still. His eyes narrowed. She wouldn't speak. She was a stubborn one, eh? A one who always got her way. "Ok then...Have it your way." He said with rolled eyes. And a pfft, what a joke, kind of look. His eyes traveled around this place. It was and Okay, scenery. He lowered his head again, his throat swelling up. His ribs sticking out of his body. He panted. Then picked up another chunk of snow and swallowed. He looked at her, this time his expression weak. He felt like dying. He then lied down. His head rested in the snow. He then felt useless then tried to sit up, he had a bit of a struggle. She could see all his scars now. He shuddered. Then he lowered his head. All she was probably going to do was make fun of him or something.
His hatred only came from his past, and mistreatment. She obviously could care less. And he would return that attitude to her. He didn't like stuck up, perfect little bodies, who only lived to make fun of others, and romp around happily with no purpose in life. His scrawny legs stretched out. He had muscles, yes, but only from working as a slave for his parent. "Simply a slave..." He muttered, to himself. He was talking about himself, about how he was a slave in his past time. He groaned at that thought. He remembered being burned. He acted angry to hide his pain. "To hide my pain..." He muttered again. Not realizing he was talking outloud. He looked at her with narrowed eyes, then looked down at his scarred up left side of his body. He shuddered once again. Sadness was his only way of being cruel. He was never naturally mean. Never.
His father. What a bastard. He made Derion burn himself, cut himself. Derion killed his father, and would do it again if he could. He remembered his words as he thought, it felt like it was only yesterday. Derion has went through much hardship. But why? Why was life treating him like this. He had become evil only because of that one thing. He then focused back on the female. He looked away. She had returned his growl, and he simply ignored it. He knew she had hate burning in her eyes as she looked at him, but no, she could not see through him. xxx
age 3
breed brittany
personality She is very lovable, and is definately the one who loves to be with the boys. She is known by many females as the 'boy toy' but really she isn't. She can be very romantic, and very flirty at times too. She can be pretty funny at times, and loves to have a good time. Celine isn't all perfect though, she is extremely clumsy. She seems to be falling or doing something all the time. Celine speaks too much sometimes, and accidently has things come out that arent supposed to. But usually she is good at keeping secrets, unless someone pressures her into saying it. She hates pressure. Her pet peeve is snottyness, she hates females who strut around claiming that they are better than everyone else. She gets jealous easily when it comes to females taking over males. But she gets over it, it doesn't dwell. Overall she is an friendly, and fun to be around canine.
sample Post Derion looked at her, and snorted. She was a real...oh what's the word. She was just a stuck up bitch who was bratty and inconsiderate. She didn't even speak. She was just plain rude. How dare she. He thought, with disgust and hate for the female already. He wanted respect. Then he would return it back to her. But all he said was 'Hey Bitch.' nothing offensive. He shook is head and rolled his head. His eyes stared at her, then his eyes almost said 'You stupid?'. Since she wasn't speaking and all, but he held back, she would probably start crying or something retarded like that. He was about to call her a fucker, but he held back. He didn't mean to start off on the wrong foot just yet. She was the one who wanted too.
Derion stared at her still. His eyes narrowed. She wouldn't speak. She was a stubborn one, eh? A one who always got her way. "Ok then...Have it your way." He said with rolled eyes. And a pfft, what a joke, kind of look. His eyes traveled around this place. It was and Okay, scenery. He lowered his head again, his throat swelling up. His ribs sticking out of his body. He panted. Then picked up another chunk of snow and swallowed. He looked at her, this time his expression weak. He felt like dying. He then lied down. His head rested in the snow. He then felt useless then tried to sit up, he had a bit of a struggle. She could see all his scars now. He shuddered. Then he lowered his head. All she was probably going to do was make fun of him or something.
His hatred only came from his past, and mistreatment. She obviously could care less. And he would return that attitude to her. He didn't like stuck up, perfect little bodies, who only lived to make fun of others, and romp around happily with no purpose in life. His scrawny legs stretched out. He had muscles, yes, but only from working as a slave for his parent. "Simply a slave..." He muttered, to himself. He was talking about himself, about how he was a slave in his past time. He groaned at that thought. He remembered being burned. He acted angry to hide his pain. "To hide my pain..." He muttered again. Not realizing he was talking outloud. He looked at her with narrowed eyes, then looked down at his scarred up left side of his body. He shuddered once again. Sadness was his only way of being cruel. He was never naturally mean. Never.
His father. What a bastard. He made Derion burn himself, cut himself. Derion killed his father, and would do it again if he could. He remembered his words as he thought, it felt like it was only yesterday. Derion has went through much hardship. But why? Why was life treating him like this. He had become evil only because of that one thing. He then focused back on the female. He looked away. She had returned his growl, and he simply ignored it. He knew she had hate burning in her eyes as she looked at him, but no, she could not see through him. xxx