Post by A N A R C H Y ! on Jul 6, 2009 21:49:44 GMT
[/u][/center]Wolf Form.
Back To Basics...
[/center][/size]Name;: Anarchy
Gender;: Female
Age;: 4 years
Pack Member or Loner?;: Loner at the moment.
It's All In The Fur...
[/center][/size]Pelt Colour;: Ebony; black. Anarchy's fur is pure black except for her front toes, which are dipped crimson red. She also has three red stripes under her left right eye. Other than that, she is pure black.
Pawpads;: Crimson.
Eye Colour;: Purple
Height;: She is short for a wolf; abnormally short and small.
Build;: Anarchy is very slim with muscles hidden beneath her black coat.
Physical Description;: Anarchy is a black wolf with red markings, purple eyes, red paw pads. She has a small, thin, lithe structure. Other features are the scars vertical across her eyes, and the collar made of animal bones around her neck. Also, the humans replaced her right front leg, all four paws, and a ear, with a metal ones that aren't noticeable until you feel them..
Those Voices In Your Head...
[/center][/size]Personality;:Anarchy is very dark. She has two sides, a very silent witty side, and a pure evil side. However, neither side shows any pity. She is difficult to understand, but she is dangerous. Others should be aware of her merciless attitude, for she is also a trickster. She likes to play with her food, which wolves and dogs are included with. Never turn your back on her.
Hopes;: The torturing of others, the destruction of humans, and to be at rest.
Fears;: Heights, Chihuahuas(lol idk), and Technology.
Dreams;: She dreams about nothing.
Goals: Same as her hopes?
The Past Is The Past...
[/center][/size]History;:
Anarchy wasn't always as evil as she is now. She was innocent and small at birth. Her mother, Nehemesis was there from the start, but she never had the time to care for her four pups, for she worked at a circus. So they pretty much raised themselves, with a little help from the humans. Anarchy the runt, unexpected to live at that. She survived, but was always picked on by her older siblings, who wouldn't play with her because of her size and weak body. But Anarchy was persistent. She sought out opportunities to try to show her siblings that she was just as strong as they were, but they all laughed, crushing her dreams. The pups were raised to fight each other and do daring tricks and shows, risking their lives. There furs were painted exotic colors permanently. One day, little Anarchy had to perform a trick in which she had to walk on top of a very tall plank. It was several feet off the ground. Now, she was a bit older, at the age of one, but still small nevertheless, only about half the size of a wolf her age. As she walked the humans shot bullets behind her, to force her to move forward. But she was afraid. So she stopped, got hit by a bullet and plummeted to the floor, completely crushing her front leg, her paws and the bullet had shot her ear off. But the humans did surgery and many tests on her, cutting her open in various areas and replacing a few parts with robotic pieces; right leg, her paws and one of her ears. she was ashamed of her new appearance, but still eager to become better at what she did. About a month after the surgery, she was forced to fight her brother, Scythe. He didn't care about her, so he fought with fury, cutting both of her eyes, nearly blinding her. Now, Anarchy was ruining physically and mentally. She snapped, turning into a beast who wants to do nothing more than kill. She murdered her brothers and sisters first, who underestimated her strength. Now, with her mechanical leg and paws, she was a unstoppable fighter. She then continued to kill a crowd of innocent humans who were watching her at the circus, and then her tamers. Now she was a bloodthirsty assassin. She joined a pack for a while, serving as main assassin. Anarchy worked, killing many innocent wolves, dogs, bears, birds, and many other animals, saving the bones to create her bone collar. Then, she quit abruptly and left without a word. She continued to travel, in hopes for nothing, except to see blood. Glorious blood.
Family;:She came from a uncaring mother and cruel siblings. Her father never cared.
Mother;:Nehemesis
Father;:Verme
Siblings;:Riot, Scythe, and Blade
Mate;: None.
Anything Else You Wanna Say?...
[/center][/size]Sample Introduction;: I am Virtue. (:[/color][/blockquote]
Picture;: None atm.
