You live in Nome, Alaska. Exactly six years after Balto's death. The whole town has moved on at least two generations, but Balto's legacy still lives on. And so do the races. But another illness is raging through town. And history repeats itself. The question is; can you help save the town of Nome?
*This is a Semi-advanced RPG.*
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Rules/ Important information:
1) No cursing, unless censored.
2) Be realistic. Please don't have a hurt character who will just heal after a day. If there is a broken bone, it will take time!
3) Please no detailed breeding/birthing scenes.
4) Don't double post.
5) No extremely detailed gore scenes.
6) Hybrids are allowed.
7) Don't kill off other characters unless permission is given.
I suggest up to 2 characters.
9) Please notify me if you will not be on for some time.
10) Enjoy!
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There can be up to two mushers.
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Sled Dog:
-Full Name-
-Nickname-
-Gender-
-Age-
-Biography-
-History-
-Family-
-Sled Position-
-Breed/Species-
-Likes-
-Dislikes-
-Mate-
-Crusher-
-Crush-
-Pup(s)-
-Facts-
-Font Color/style-
-Description-
-Picture-
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Musher: (Optional)
-Full Name-
-Nickname-
-Gender-
-Age(17+)-
-Biography-
-History-
-Family-
-Nationality-
-Career-
-Likes-
-Dislikes-
-Relationship Status-
-Sexual Orientation-
-Crush-
-Font Color/style-
-Facts-
-Description-
-Picture-
-Full Name- Wryn Everlaster
-Nickname- Wryn
-Gender- Female
-Age(17-23)- 18
-Biography- Wryn is.... odd. She is rather quiet and untrusting. She can be awkward and confusing, but poetic and intelligent. She can be frustrating and slightly irritating as she will booby trap your room if you do something she doesn't like. She isn't bossy, and she certainly has a mind of her own. Being very creative and artistic, she will often have her nose in a book, or be hunched over a canvas. She tends to do what she wants and sometimes one needs to give her a reason to care about something. She likes competition, and she is very mysterious. It is true, she may be standoffish at first, but if you earn her trust, she has your back. If you break it, well I hope you like a bed full of grubs. ^^ She is honest and kind, but sly and cunning. Attractive, she seems to have a aura of authority, or even just something that will attract anyone to investigate. She is wise for her age.
-History- Wryn grew up with a neglectful mother. With her younger sister, she got by with odd jobs (Much like now). She moved out with her sister as soon as she turned 18, but her sister was killed not long after.
-Family- Her sister, Veira.
-Nationality- A 'mutt' of the sort. A splash of French, Dutch, German, English, Irish, a bit of Native American, and small bit of Italian.
-Career- She does many odd jobs around town, but Wryn usually is painting houses or doing something creative. Other times, she is a dog trainer or a dog breeder. Teru is her main breeding dog.
-Likes- Sitting in the park, relaxing, snow, because it fascinates her, having the streaks on her cheeks, drinking chocolate milk, eating strawberries, eating chocolate, fall, and naturally, being as she spends a great quality of time playing with her dogs, she loves to train them. Drawing in the park is something he adores.
-Dislikes- Fake girls, people who lie to her, having a insane inspiration to draw and not being able to draw, people hating on her or starting rumors about her, and people disliking the paint streaks she has. People who blast rap music out of their cars drive her mad too, as in her opinion, rap is simply a genre of music that is obnoxious and loud.
-Relationship Status- Single
-Sexual Orientation- Straight
-Crush- None, but if someone charms her, you got her on a hook.
-Facts- Wryn lives in a small house closer to the woods than normal. She owns her few sled dogs, but not many more. She races because she grew up doing it with her father.
-Description- Wryn is a delicate, milky pale girl, standing at 5'5. She is very curvy, but thin and attractive. She has a baby face, free of the normal freckles. She has long, wavy, fiery hair of a flaming auburn shade. She has questioning, deep eyes that one could lose themselves in. Her eyes, as a matter in fact, are a stone cold grey, flecked with crystal ice blue. Around her iris, she has a darker, sea blue tint. Her eyes always carry a mischievous sparkle, and not much is missed by them. Her hair will occasionally be highlighted with a natural shade of chestnut brown or a pale creme. Thin fingers with a soft touch often are used in communication more than speaking, and she uses them well. She is very artistic and creative, so you may often see her with a random streak of paint across her cheek. She also goes deep in thought, so another place to see her is either in front of a open window, or at the Shore. She has her quirks though. Due to bad fits of sleepwalking, she often wakes with wounds covering her legs. They all heal as if they never existed, but many question what she does, including herself. She tends to space out or not sleep for days, which often gives her bruise-colored rings under her eyes, and if she is stressed, they go bloodshot. She has bubblegum-pink lips, and a dainty little nose.
I will make my dogs later. : )
