Post by Upendi on May 6, 2011 11:17:11 GMT -5
(Dunno if this'll get approved yet but I'm posting it anyway.)
YOUR BASICS
Name: Juiliette
Alias: --
Gender: female
Age: fourteen
Height: N/A
Weight: 27 lbs
Appearance: A pudgy, Dalmatian/Doberman/Rottweiler mix with a white coat, black spots, black ears that are larger, floppier versions of her fathers, black hind paws, and black eyes.
Picture (optional):
(on the left)
YOUR BACKGROUND
Mother: Two-Tone
Father: Buster
Any Siblings?: Shiloh, Beck (the two eldest), Bairon, Bruiser, Banshee, Rubee, Felice, Splice, Thalia, Romeo….is that it? Also has half-siblings (Danae and co) that she doesn’t know about.
AU you come from: My angst!verse
YOUR PERSONALITY
Basic Personality: Girlish, yet defiant: she follows her heart and her opinions before her parents’. She doesn’t understand WHY they’re feuding—she doesn’t know of her half-inbred-siblings as Two-Tone’s never once spoke of it—and wishes it would just end. As such, she tends to ignore it best she can, and go about her way. Juliette likes jewelery and accessories but wouldn’t be caught dead playing with her younger sisters; she’s too “adult” for that. This adult attitude increases after she falls for Romeo: “she’s not a child, she doesn’t need parents telling her what to do, she should be allowed to love whoever she wants and the feud is stupid….”
Likes: Romeo (though that’s love, gemstones, dress up (but only secretly), being treated like an adult, spending time away from the Junkyard, her brother Shiloh, Nan.
Dislikes: Her parents “petty” war with Lucky and Rebecca, when her younger siblings try to tag-along, getting caught acting “childish” (though really, HER, CHILDISH? HMPH!).
Fears: That her love will forever be secret, that the fighting will never end, that she’ll never get to leave the junkyard and be her own gal.
Temperment: Juliette is a LITTLE temperamental, but reserves it only for a select few individuals. She usually mantains a feminine, if not slightly arrogant attitude. She’ll flirt to get what she wants sometimes, but will go no further than that. She’s taken, and makes sure that’s known.
YOUR STORY
History:
Born as one of the middle BustTone pups, Juliette was raised mostly by a goldendoodle named Nan, as her mother, tired, older, and already tending to her youngest pups, was too busy. She grew up mostly playing by herself—or on occasion going over to sit and talk with her eldest brother, Shiloh. Unlike some of her nastier siblings Juliette saw no point in her parents’ cocky—and more often than not—bitter attitudes and just wished they’d grow up. She began sneaking out of the junkyard, exploring the surrounding area and getting acquainted with other dogs.
And then she met him: Romeo.
It was an accident, really, that they crossed paths, an at first, her father’s drilled-in-prejudice against house dogs came forth. It didn’t last long though: Juliette had never met a house dog before and was beginning to realize that her father had been wrong about them—no surprise, really; her dad was wrong about a lot of things. She rather liked this Romeo character, and snuck out more often to see him….eventually falling in love with him.
Although she intended to keep this knowledge from her parents ANYWAY, it was when Shiloh, who’d followed her secretly one evening, revealed that this boy was the son of Lucky and Rebecca that Juliette was forced to conceal her love from everyone.
It was during one of these secret visits, where the two had curled up—safely hidden—to take a nap, that Juliette awoke in the middle of nowhere, Romeo and everything she knew had vanished.
“Romeo, Romeo….where for art thou, Romeo?”
JUDGEMENT
Sample Post:
“No I DON’T understand.” Juliette moaned, ears drooped slightly in front of her face. “This doesn’t make any sense! How could we just end up in the middle of nowhere!?”
The pup next to her, an undersized lad with blue eyes, shrugged. “I dunno. But whining about it doesn’t solve anything.”
A frown adorned the girl’s muzzle and she spun around, offense glittering in her obsidian eyes. “I am not whining!” She protested, before slumping to the ground with a defeated sigh. “….I’m just confused….” Confused, tired, and for once in her life….wishing she was back home.
(Short but….Juliette needs more development ^^”)
YOUR BASICS
Name: Juiliette
Alias: --
Gender: female
Age: fourteen
Height: N/A
Weight: 27 lbs
Appearance: A pudgy, Dalmatian/Doberman/Rottweiler mix with a white coat, black spots, black ears that are larger, floppier versions of her fathers, black hind paws, and black eyes.
Picture (optional):
(on the left)
YOUR BACKGROUND
Mother: Two-Tone
Father: Buster
Any Siblings?: Shiloh, Beck (the two eldest), Bairon, Bruiser, Banshee, Rubee, Felice, Splice, Thalia, Romeo….is that it? Also has half-siblings (Danae and co) that she doesn’t know about.
AU you come from: My angst!verse
YOUR PERSONALITY
Basic Personality: Girlish, yet defiant: she follows her heart and her opinions before her parents’. She doesn’t understand WHY they’re feuding—she doesn’t know of her half-inbred-siblings as Two-Tone’s never once spoke of it—and wishes it would just end. As such, she tends to ignore it best she can, and go about her way. Juliette likes jewelery and accessories but wouldn’t be caught dead playing with her younger sisters; she’s too “adult” for that. This adult attitude increases after she falls for Romeo: “she’s not a child, she doesn’t need parents telling her what to do, she should be allowed to love whoever she wants and the feud is stupid….”
Likes: Romeo (though that’s love, gemstones, dress up (but only secretly), being treated like an adult, spending time away from the Junkyard, her brother Shiloh, Nan.
Dislikes: Her parents “petty” war with Lucky and Rebecca, when her younger siblings try to tag-along, getting caught acting “childish” (though really, HER, CHILDISH? HMPH!).
Fears: That her love will forever be secret, that the fighting will never end, that she’ll never get to leave the junkyard and be her own gal.
Temperment: Juliette is a LITTLE temperamental, but reserves it only for a select few individuals. She usually mantains a feminine, if not slightly arrogant attitude. She’ll flirt to get what she wants sometimes, but will go no further than that. She’s taken, and makes sure that’s known.
YOUR STORY
History:
Born as one of the middle BustTone pups, Juliette was raised mostly by a goldendoodle named Nan, as her mother, tired, older, and already tending to her youngest pups, was too busy. She grew up mostly playing by herself—or on occasion going over to sit and talk with her eldest brother, Shiloh. Unlike some of her nastier siblings Juliette saw no point in her parents’ cocky—and more often than not—bitter attitudes and just wished they’d grow up. She began sneaking out of the junkyard, exploring the surrounding area and getting acquainted with other dogs.
And then she met him: Romeo.
It was an accident, really, that they crossed paths, an at first, her father’s drilled-in-prejudice against house dogs came forth. It didn’t last long though: Juliette had never met a house dog before and was beginning to realize that her father had been wrong about them—no surprise, really; her dad was wrong about a lot of things. She rather liked this Romeo character, and snuck out more often to see him….eventually falling in love with him.
Although she intended to keep this knowledge from her parents ANYWAY, it was when Shiloh, who’d followed her secretly one evening, revealed that this boy was the son of Lucky and Rebecca that Juliette was forced to conceal her love from everyone.
It was during one of these secret visits, where the two had curled up—safely hidden—to take a nap, that Juliette awoke in the middle of nowhere, Romeo and everything she knew had vanished.
“Romeo, Romeo….where for art thou, Romeo?”
JUDGEMENT
Sample Post:
“No I DON’T understand.” Juliette moaned, ears drooped slightly in front of her face. “This doesn’t make any sense! How could we just end up in the middle of nowhere!?”
The pup next to her, an undersized lad with blue eyes, shrugged. “I dunno. But whining about it doesn’t solve anything.”
A frown adorned the girl’s muzzle and she spun around, offense glittering in her obsidian eyes. “I am not whining!” She protested, before slumping to the ground with a defeated sigh. “….I’m just confused….” Confused, tired, and for once in her life….wishing she was back home.
(Short but….Juliette needs more development ^^”)
