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Plot: When you are born in the fighting ring, being cheered on when you win, beat up when you lose, is there any way to avoid the suffering? A small group of puppies learns the hard way that there is almost no way to escape this cruel way of living. Each one of them was taken from a litter with the rest of their siblings left to die. They were the strongest ones, therefore they were the ones picked to live and picked to fight. In a cruel world, where winning a dog fight means you are praised and rewarded and losing a fight means you are beat up and caged for the night, the situation seems hopeless. Will the pups ever find their way out? Or will they learn to accept fate and live with their terrible conditions?

Rules:
~ Your character should be a puppy, somewhere from 2 months to 1 year, but it doesn't have to be
~ There will also be two or three street dogs, who will help the pups escape
~ If you read the rules post 'Fight' above your bio
~ Basic AS Rules apply

Bio:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Breed:
Group:
Personality:
History (optional):
Crush:
Mate:
Other:
Appearence:

My Charries:

Name: Logan
Gender: Male
Age: 6 1/2 months
Breed: German Shepherd
Group: Pups
Personality: Will Reveal
History (optional): He was one of two pups from his litter who survived, but somewhere along the way, his brother was used as training for a much bigger, much more experienced dog, and therefore was killed instantly
Crush: None
Mate: None
Other: None
Appearence: Medium sized (since he's halfway done growing), mostly black, has light blue eyes that seem to peirce through you when he's sad or angry

Name: Bandit
Gender: Male
Age: 2 1/2 years
Breed: Australian Shepherd
Group: Street Dogs
Personality: Will Reveal
History (optional): ---
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Other: None
Appearence: Has a slightly shorter cut of fur and crystal blue eyes

Charries:

~Pups~
Logan - Hunter (me)
Kris - Zenon (Alex)
Rani - Balto122
Rosco - Black Rose
Camigwen - spiritwolfie77
Mason - spiritwolfie77

~Street Dogs~
Bandit - Hunter (me)
Angela - Zenon (Alex)
Rika - Windancer
Willow - Black Rose

Name: Kris
Gender:female
Age: 5 months
Breed: teddy bear
Group: pups
Personality:will reveal
History (optional): She was loved by her previous family, but then they moved, without her. She was then sold and has been being trained to fight, even with her small size/
Crush: open
Mate: open
Other:---
Appearance:Ill post her older as she ages

Name: Angela
Gender: female
Age: 2 years
Breed: Black Lab
Group: street dogs
Personality:will reveal
History (optional):---
Crush: open
Mate:open
Other:---
Appearance:Clicky

Accepted, thankks for joining ^^

Name: Rani
Gender: Female
Age: 1 year
Breed: Pitbull/Labrador
Group:
Personality: fierce, and rock hard. A notorious fighter. Creates a shell that shows no mercy, compassion, or any weaknesses at all.
History (optional): Only survivor of her litter, she was born in a puppy mill for fighting dogs. Her current owner is a cruel man who beats her wheter she wins or not. She tries to win her best, because she imagines that the man cares for her somewhere inside his soul. If he has a soul. Her owner have had many previous good fighters before her, and they had always been succesful as they tought like Rani does now.
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Other: None
Appearence: Rani

Name: Rika
Gender: Female
Age: 2-3
Breed: Greyhound
Group: She helps the pups escape
Personality: Rika can appear to be harsh and cruel, but that's what her masters taught her. She has learned to be kind and compassionate, and will soon be killed because of this. She is brave and brazen in the face of danger, and slightly curious as well. She will stand her ground, and can be extremly stubborn and hot-headed. She is short-tempered, and will loose her cool easily, something that she's working on.
History (optional): -------
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Other: None
Appearence: http://dogbreedswiki.com/images/dogst/Greyhound1.jpg

accepted ^^ Once we get about one more pup, we can start ^^

Name: Rosco
Gender: male
Age: 7 months
Breed: border collie
Group: one of the pups
Personality: growing colder and cockier the longer he is in the ring, has a softer sensitive side
History (optional): ---
Crush: open
Mate: none
Other: none
Appearence:http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs38/f/2008/355/5/9/Border_Collie_Baby_by_FastandFurry.jpg

Name: Willow
Gender: female
Age: 4 years
Breed: mutt
Group: street dog
Personality: tough love when it comes to the pups, protective, hardly ever emotional
History (optional): been in the rings for a very long time, one of the best
Crush: none
Mate: none
Other: none
Appearence: http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/110/c/c/My_mutt_by_morrighan03.jpg

Thanks for joining! We can start now! ^^

Logan sat in his cage, not knowing what he did wrong, but knowing only one thing: that something wasn't right. He had been snatched from his siblings, left with only one of his brothers. He was wondeirng why all of this was happening, and why did it have to be him? Why couldn't it have been some other pup? Just then, someone came in and opened both his and his brother's cages. They were the only two taken away from the litter. Why them? Whatever the reason, there was no time to contemplate now. They were suddenly thrown into a big field, underground. It was all brownish red dirt on the ground, and they were outside of the ring that looped around the center. Without a moment's hesitation, the pups were thrown into the circle, scared to death from all of the noises around them. There must have been about twenty people around them, screaming, yelling, and holding up green paper in the air. Before Logan even had time to take in his new surroundings fully, a gate on the other side of the ring opened. When it finally came all the way up, it revealed a large, vicious, beaten up dog. One that you could tell from just looking at it, that it had been abused into submission, driven to the point of insanity, and ready to kill anything in his path in order to please its owner so as not to get beat up once more. It came charging at them now, full force. These two pups were mere practice for the large breed.
In another second, blood spewed all over the ground. Logan yelped in pain as his leg was caught in the adult dog's jaws. And as he fought and struggled to keep his life, his brother was raging at the enemy, endangering his own life. And then, it happened. Logan's brother had taken the rest of the attack for him. He was in death's grip and there was nothing Logan could do. He tried to let his brother escape, but the dog wouldn't let go of him. And soon his body just began to droop from the large canine's teeth. Logan's last brother was dead.

Name:Camigwen(goes by camie)
Gender:female
Age:4 months
Breed:german shephard (white)
Group:pups
Personality:she is shy and has a habbit of hiding behind Mason
History (optional):
Crush:none
Mate:none
Other:
Appearence:

Name:Mason
Gender:male
Age:8 months
Breed:pitbull
Group:pups
Personality:he is very protective over Camie
History (optional):
Crush:none
Mate:none
Other:
Appearence:

accepted ^^ bump guys, please post

Rika's sensitive brown ears picked up the sounds of the fight; the loud, boisterous crowd, the whines and yelps of the victims, and the savage growls of the champions. She winced as she heard a pup's young voice...she absolutely hated it when they used pups for practice. Her thin frame leaned against the cage, the cold bars sending a chill throughout her body.

She shivered, and closed her eyes, as if she could block out the noise and pain around her. Her thoughts suddenly returned to the time when she had been one of those in the ring, savage and bloodthirsty, willing to sacrifice anything to survive. Eventually, her mind cleared, and she saw the pain and death she was causing. Unwilling to fight anymore, she has since spent a main part of her time inside this cage, beaten and abused, and soon to be killed.

Willow leapt gracefully over the collie pup as he charged at her, a grolw rumbling in his throat that was more mature than his age. He quickly turned around to ran at her again, but Willow easily stepped to the side. The pup, Rosco turned his head just in time to snapped the end of her tail in his jaws. Willow yelped in surprise as his sharp puppy teeth grasped her tail. She looked over at him to find the pup sitting proudly with her tail still in her mouth.

Willow rolled her eyes at Rosco and yanked her tail from his teeth. "At least you're getting better," she said sternly. "But the competition is only irritated by a bite to the tail. Most will just turn and bite your muzzle."

Rosco shrugged smugly, a sneer still on his lips. "I still caught you by surprise," he pointed out. "Thats the first thing you told me. Surprise your opponent by not going for the kill in the first moment."

Rani paced around in the small cage, a growl rumbling in her throat. The bitter sound of barks and bloodshed echoed around her. She could feel the anticipation building up inside of her, the desire to figth. The desire to please her master. She heard the sounds around her, mocking her. Other dogs sat around her annoying her with their endless whimpers and whines. She paced faster and gritted ehr teeth in annoyence. Couldn't they just suck it up and be quiet? you cant even think undisturbed in this place. She tried to shut out the sound of suffering and pain, but it was impossible.

Logan whimpered in sorrow as his brother was dropped to the ground like mere garbage. The large, vicious dog was now coming straight at him. But just then, something snapped in the small shepherd puppy. He grew angry and upset. His brother had just given his life to ensure his well being, and his body hadn't been respected, just thrown away like trash. Logan stood his ground, letting the dog come at him. In the instant the dog was going for his back, Logan jumped up and bit the canine's neck, shocking it in a surprise attack.

Although the small puppy had had no experience fighting before, this rush of adrenaline wasn't about to go unnoticed. He was being thrashed about by the dog, who wanted him off desperately before its air supply was cut off. And after a few agonizing and instense minutes, Logan was finally thrown off, over the ring's border, and right near Rika's cage. Logan's back leg, which was still bleeding from the dog's bite before, was now basically broken in half. He tried to walk, but the adrenaline rush was pretty much over. He was stuck. And now the humans were angry. They didn't think the puppy would survive, much less get away. They sent his opponent after him. He turned to the dog next to him with fear clearly in his eyes. He struggled to get up again and again but it was no use. Finally, after a few painful minutes, he got himself up, trying to walk but doing a pretty bad job of it being that he had to drag his leg behind him.

Inevitably, the two came face to face as the dog leaped on top of Logan. He now had no where to run, no where to hide, and no protection. It looked like the end. "I'm sorry brother... You died in vain...." he quietly sobbed.

Rika's eyes shot open as the fight was taken close to her cage. She was right; it was a young pup who was being used in the ring. She could see the fear and pain in his young eyes, and pity coursed through her. She lunged at the side of her cage, snapping and growling fiercly, and unexpectedly. Hopefully, this would serve the purpose of scaring the soon to be champion away, so the pup could live for at least a little bit longer.

"Stay away!" the greyhound repeated with a snarl, her eyes flashing. She usually didn't go to this effort to help someone...she was usually a silent watcher. But something about the pup struck a familiar chord inside of her, a memory from her puphood.