medusa x deteste
Quote:So Medusa's a big hobag and she's decided that, in order to secure the future of Amenti, she wants to have kids. Who better than her macho secondary Alpha Deteste to give her bbys? We have set designs and a list of name options for you to choose from for each design (Viv will be taking Girl 2, so there are three available), ranging from celestial names (in Jupiter's, Medusa's mate, honor) to Roman themed ones to names all over the board. Both Medusa and Deteste are plain black, but Medusa comes from a rather colorful family background in so far as spots and speckles. As for personality, we would definitely prefer if we didn't have a million copies of Medusa running around. Obviously the personality of both parents will rub off on them, but please try to understand the need for differences in personalities. With that being said, to apply please give a description, personality, and role play sample with your pup! The designs and name options are going to be listed below, as well as their assigned genders!
BOY 1
Name Options: Icarus, Skoll, Ceruss, Foss, Triton
GIRL 1
Name Options: Callisto, Bellatrix, Asteria, Isis, Psyche
BOY 2
Name Options: Sinclair, Severus, Eros, Atlas, Kratos
GIRL 2
TAKEN BY VIV
TABLES FOR PUPS
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The Name Of This Pup:: Isis
The Gender Of This Pup:: Female
The Pup You Want:: Female pup 1
Why You Should Get This Pup::
Why You Shouldn't Get This Pup::
The Pup's Younger Appearance::
The Pup's Older Appearance::
The Pup's Younger Persona::
The Pup's Older Persona::
The Pup's Younger Plots::
The Pup's Older Plots::
RP Sample With Pup::
Older RP Sample With Pup::
Age: Not yet born [duh?]
Gender: Female.
Pup wanted: Female 1, shes so hawt.
Appearance: From the creators she would be born as black as the night sky, the coal or the shadows. It would all be associated with the darkness.It appears everywhere on the silhouette as it would engulf whole, wrapping its silken cloth in its divine heritage. As we look down to the ligaments they appear like a dreary fog, as if a bad days of rain was about to appear. A grey. Something that could look so admiring yet it really wasn't, it was simple, the blackness would fade so slowly, so carefully to make every little detail fit in place. It would cope the midnight princess beautifully all the same, no matter with the slight difference, lets call it a unique gift. Tracing the cheekbones would be the drops of grey fitting tightly together like herd of freckles, appearing as if she where to be in some kind of tribe. She's silken, clean and appears brushed for attention, the reflection of another almost made apparent. As you trail along the visage you get a glimpse of ice. Its cold, refreshing feel. Her orbs bestow the lightest of blues, competing for a difference against her dark features.
Personality: From the kindness of the golden heart, lies a creature that's shy of pretty much everything. Being around such confidant siblings, and even parents its a wonder how one can end up in such a way. With graceful movements would she tend to adventure to somewhere quiet, to let her imagination run wild at the. Even when trying to impress male of female it turns out to be the complete opposite, either stumbling over her own chubby feat or completely turning mute, expressionless like a blank piece of paper. She looks for no sympathy nor help, she believes that she was created the way she was because its how the gods wished it to be. To bring a new inspiration to the world and to be noticed in a different light. Seductive, will never be a common trait to the woman, its like however hard she tries, it just goes no where, which is why she never tries at all. The ability to grasp a male or even female around her finger never really grasped her attention, and instead she grew attached to looking at the smallest of things, the things that no one would even think to look at or care about. As she ages she begins to develop a new understanding of life, that even being quiet and distant can bring an allure to a woman, a mystery.
Plots: Be a pup? I cant really plot until I know whats gonna be in her life and all.
Sample: Her lips would press together in hesitation before gently taking that first step, just simply gazing. all around her was silence, except for the wind that whistled by her, all around her, wrapping its claim. it ruffled her fur but, for the most part, ignored-- she'd faced chillier days. though of course there was a faint tremor in the air, almost voice-like but too hazy to pin-point. curiously her Icy blue gaze glanced around examing every crook and cranny she possibly could, half expecting to see someone standing nearby but there was nothing to see, the mind was starting to play tricks, the midnight princess remained mute, letting the soft sounds whisk her away. besides barren land and skeletal trees, she was alone here, for now at least. good. rolling her shoulders the woman tried her best to relax, and finally her eyes fluttered closed. Venturing of to the other world.
Name: Skoll or Ceruss, most likely Skoll
Gender: Male
Age: Unborn
Appearance: The child is not one expected to be born to his darker pelted parents. Despite his mother and father's ebony pelts, the boy was born the purest of ivory, as if somehow his father's mate had thrown her genetics into his mothers womb. If it wasn't for the charcoal patch that runs down his chest and belly, he would be the ideal vision of the purest phantom. He also has a charcoal patch on the bridge of his muzzle, but it is small in comparison to the rest of his darker markings. His eyes are clouded with grey, and if one was at a distance his sockets may look hollowed out and empty. As an adult the man will practically be a bag of bones. Due to his father's small build, and his mother's average build, he will have a very hard time gaining, and keeping, weight. His ribs will constantly be showing, and his bones will rattle with every step. His pelt will be moderately thin, making his anorexia even more noticeable. He will only reach 30 inches in height, and weigh 75-85 lbs.
Personality: As an alpha's child, he will be raised into power. With his mother being an alpha, and his father being the second alpha, he will be treated with respect by all members of the pack. This will cause the boy to develop an obsession with himself, which will make him believe he is truly better than anyone else he comes across. Despite his size he will see himself as superior compared to his siblings, and someday, even his father and mother. He will be the troubled child in the litter, because from the start he will begin acting out in the most fascinating ways. Whither it be him stalking his mother, or trying to seduce his sisters, and or brother, he will be the havoc of the family. He will have the attitude of a giant despite his petite size. His intelligence will be off the charts, and though he sees himself as superior, he will use his smarts to keep him out of deaths grasp. He will be a magnificent whore like his mother, because he will use his charms and seduction to lure females, instead of raping them against their will. He will be pansexual, meaning he will not chose love or desire off of sex, but personality. Gender will have no meaning to him, because in his eyes, anyone can be allured into his temptation.
Plots:
1. Odd obsession with his mother, both sexually, and protectivly.
2. Attempting to seduce his brother and sisters, wants to do them all at least one time.
3. Has a strong liking for Laxago, possibly try to seduce her as well, which could cause conflict with his father.
4. Stay in Amenti, taking any rank his mother gives him, though he will see himself as superior, and always want to work his way up the ranks.
5. Possibly having more than one mate.
6. Possibly have his eyes removed at some point, and him have hollow sockets?
7. Go from there.
RP Sample: Mangled fur swayed and hallowed bones rattled within his frame as the young man made his way through his territory. He was in search of his mother, Medusa, the woman who had birthed him with the help of his mated father, Deteste. The man was mated to the luxurious woman by the name of Laxago, yet he had intertwined himself deeply into Medusa, and as a result Skoll had been conceived. It was an odd situation, but the boy tended to forget the details. All he cared about now was his mother, and how desirable she was. His rib-cadge rose as he inhaled deeply, catching his mothers scent in the breeze. Her sensual essence tantalized his senses, she was so close he could almost taste her. His emaciated body twisted to the right as he tracked her down, his charcoal hazed eyes searching frantically for any trace of her. There. She was wallowing in the suns warmth, minding her own business; but the boy was much smarter than he seemed. He could tell by the mixed scents in the air that she had not been alone for more than a few minutes. Deteste. The mans names rattled his mind as he slithered toward his ray of light. Oh how he loved her. "Mother, you know I don't appreciate you spending too much time with other men." His voice was quiet, but not broken. His eyes narrowed, and his inky lips curled into a silent, yet deadly, snarl. His mother knew better than this. She was his, and only his. He would destroy anything that tried to come between them, even if it was his own flesh and blood.
I'm going to withdraw from this app, I know I wont have time or muse for him with all my other new charries, and I would hate to adopt a pup and it go inactive :c I'm sorry Muse I hope you understand.
gender boy two
appearance
Quote:boyish features grace this grey scaled man, short jaw and stocky figure at play. he stands at a medium size, only slightly taller than his harlot mother. light coal socks sheath his paws, blending beautifully to the dark steel coloring of his body. the same coal dominates his smeared facial mask and pours heavily onto his ears and back, coming to a point on his forehead. a darker shade of gray lines his inner ear as well as a snip of color on the bridge of his nose and two cocked hearts over his ocean blue eyes. a light shade of titanium smothers the man's stomach and crawls up his chest to stop below his chin. overall, the man is quite a looker.
personality
Quote:far from a cherubic child, this troubled soul has always been a turtle in the shell. it's as if the stork misplaced him and set him within the wrong bundle; apart from his appearance, he lacks any resemblance to his mother. he lacks her quick wit and seductive aura, and especially lacks her resistance to love. he will stumble over words for fear of choosing wrong ones, as he's deathly afraid of harming anyone emotionally. his overly sized heart clings to any and all affection he receives; quick to become attached. he will over the first few years become highly confused of his sexual orientation. while his personality holds almost no traits of his mother, he holds several of his father. he's a rather patient guy, willing to wait hours in a single spot if it meant pleasing someone. he will develop a polite policy as he grows, promising that no matter how many wrongs ssomeone may do, he will remain polite, thoughtful, and considerate. over the years of his growth and after learning of his mother's background, he will devote himself to treating all women as queens and will find himself going out of his way for them. he will still, however, struggle with shyness and his lack of confident, suave lingo.
plots most of it is in his personality xD i'm not really sure what else he'd go through yet, i'd have to see what all he goes through as a child to determine that
sample not sure if this is how medusa would act toward them, but i think i'd read it in the medde thread? -shrugs-
his small frame sat only inches from his mother, young barrelled chest heaving steadily. charcoal hearts seemed always distorted in her presence as shallow sapphire eyes worked their way over her face, mind absent of her speech. for months he had yearned for her, to simply reach out and embrace his mother. but how would she take it? he was so unsure, so afraid of her rejection that he'd refused to allow himself to take that leap of faith. there was no faith. she was always so stoic, so withdrawn and all business. his heart ached for her. for a brush of their fur, a smile perhaps, or even a small gesture such as a nod of approval.
eros? ... eros! his bones seemed to rattle in a sudden jolt of tense nervousness, and he quickly croaked out a response. "y-yes, right away." awkwardly he stood, not even aware if he'd been given a command. but he spun on his heels nevertheless, wanting to please his mother in any way for just a small sliver of affection.
Pup: Female 1
Name: Callisto
Description: Callisto is, naturally, a lovely thing to look at. For the most part taking after both parents, the main color upon her body is black. It is a deep pitch, not colored with the lovely blue tinge that her father possesses but a flat, shadowy color that gives her torso a wraith-like quality and seems to cause her upper body to blend seamlessly from head to tail. This ghostly appearance is only enhanced by the lighter, dull grey of her legs, acting as thin, graceful stilts upon which her mass sits, giving the effect that her body can glide around effortlessly over a blurry shadow of swift paws. Where the grey and black meet, at the very tops of her legs near the joints, the colors blend in a series of dappled prints, each color awkwardly transitioning into the other. This same dappled appearance adorns her face, running in twin lines upon each cheek just below her eyes, each of which are lined just below with a thin, smooth strip of the same grey color. The insides of her large, rather rounded ears are this color as well, completing the black and grey appearance she possesses. The only quality about her to break up the simple coloration, though perhaps adding to her ethereal beauty, are her faint blue eyes, a lighter, almost silver-tinged shade that is all her own and unseen among her siblings, though reminiscent of her mother.
In shape, she has taken a little bit from both parents. From her mother, she has her height, evening out surprisingly to stand about level with Medusa if not a half inch taller depending on whether she is straightened to her full height. Callisto does not possess the obviously sensual curves associated with her gender, but sports an angular frame, edged as opposed to soft. Her overall physique is more similar to that of her father, more of her mass sitting toward her front and in her chest while thinning toward her hips, tapering away to make her legs somewhat awkwardly lean and spindly. Her fur is not particularly thick and sits smoothly across her body, and her tail is only slightly more fluffy than the rest of her.
Personality: In contrast to her parents and siblings, Callisto has begun to develop a personality all her own, and a rather disagreeable one at that. While her family tends to be very close, physically at least, to each other and their pack, she much prefers her distance. Personal space and privacy are very important to her and are necessary in order to keep her mood somewhere in the range of happy or content. This often puts her on bad terms with those who would happily bestow an affectionate nuzzle or lick upon her, but she tends to be very adamant about it, making certain exceptions for her parents.
As well, she lacks the drive the Madame and Master have toward power and authority. While her family seems to enjoy leading their pack and acting as guides for those under their figurative roof, Callisto would rather have no part in it. She does not want to play the diplomat, to have to go out of her way to speak to those that she may or may not get along with in a friendly manner with some hidden agenda in mind. It is not her forte. More than likely she would ruin any such endeavors with her honest and rather blunt tongue that tends to have an adverse effect on those she uses it on. It often puts her on poor terms with those of a soft heart incapable of taking criticism or a brutal truth, but she knows no other way.
In contrast to her personal preference of remaining away from others, she has taken a curious interest in the arts of healing and the knowledge of medicinal plants. The science of it fascinates her, and it is perhaps the single time she would willingly get close to another in order to learn more about it and experiment or treat another. Do not expect her to willingly become a medic and kindly tend to the sick and wounded, however. She still has little patience for those that she meets, and a whiny patient is liable to earn her ire with a snappy retort or possibly even lose themselves her treatment entirely. She is picky about what she does and who she interacts with, and with her brutal honesty is not at all above denying someone treatment if she cannot stand being in their presence.
For those who can stand her honesty and respect her need for personal space, she may allow them her company, though always at a distance. She is a woman of action, even if they may not always be the actions that will benefit the whole or even herself. Curiosity drives her to visit new places, to learn of the plant life first hand, and a silent companion who knows better than to get underfoot might be lucky enough the receive the honor of tagging along. She has little use for friends, unfortunately, though others who share her interest might become a sort of peer to her that she can compare notes with and possibly even learn from. Love is not exactly a plan at the moment, though considering her tendency to remain distant it seems obvious why. This is not to say she wouldn't take an interest in anyone, or feel a jealous sting if a crush were to perhaps show affection toward another or vise versa, but any relationship would likely take second place to her work, whatever it may be at the time.
Overall, however, this picky woman only wishes to lead a life all her own. She longs for privacy to be free to her own devices without the interference or judgment of others and where her blunt tongue can harm no sensitive hearts. She longs for everyone to quit comparing her to her siblings and parents since she knows she is different from them all and will never take up the responsibility of the pack or any of its members. Mostly, Callisto wishes for quietness, a simple space of her own to retreat to and get away from everyone else to simply feel comfortable in her own skin.
Plots: Nothing really in mind yet as I typically like to see where things go on their own through IC play, but perhaps have her become an unwilling medic and try to stay within the shadows her family casts as much as possible.
(All of this is written from an adult standpoint; perhaps not the best for a "pup" application but it is where my mind went first and so I sort of blindly followed. As a pup, she's likely to be a milder, cuter version of this and develop more and more into this caste as she ages. Because I chose to write her application as if she was an adult, her sample post will be of her as an adult as well just since I have a feel for this side of her first and foremost.)
Sample: The alcove had been chosen for convenience more than it had been for anything else. It was not very large and so housed very little, but it was nearest to where she typically stayed when she was seeking quiet time away from her pack and family. Eyes of a silvery blue color narrowed gently at the half dried bits of plant that she had tucked away there within the crevice of stone, assessing their condition thus far. Not quite where they would need to be to be of more use, but they were close. In the back of her mind, she recalled the route she had taken to find the plant, trying to bring forth its image with difficulty, but that was no issue really. As far as she could tell, it was common enough, so the necessity of it would never outweigh the supply.
Almost - just almost, she smiled. It was the overall shape of her mouth in that moment that suggested it, a gentle curve that did not noticeably start in the corners and therefore was practically unreadable. This was good. Now if she could just tend that other plant she had been saving, the one that she had heard did wonders when mixed with this one, she was sure to have a nice combination of plants to assist with lessening bodily pains.
A rounded ear twitched minutely as a low rustle of the foliage distracted her from her assessment, its repeat drawing her fully away from the task at hand. Immediately a sense of defensiveness rose within her, hackles just slightly rising as she turned her grey speckled face in the direction she heard the noise coming from. Steps. She was certain without a doubt it was an individual, more than likely one of her pack. They thought themselves comfortable enough to walk where they pleased, but she held a fondness for this location alone and considered it hers and hers alone. If they planned on getting closer to it she would need to interfere to deter their attention elsewhere.
Determinedly, Callisto abandoned her herbal assessment and turned on her heel, moving with a silent, cat-like grace as she slunk through the gaps in the shrubbery and tiptoed around the trees, peering first with caution toward the temporary stranger traipsing around with no care for subtlety. And she could see why. Upon the wolf's left foreleg sat an open wound, one that was causing a distinctive limp and hindering their ability for stealth. It was more irritating than it was anything else. Couldn't these inexperienced hunters and warriors keep themselves in one piece enough not to be bothersome to those around them?
Eyes narrowed slightly as she took in their wound. It was not a very nasty thing but it did cause the skin upon her nose to wrinkle a little as she looked at it. A part of her considered momentarily offering to help the Amenti member in exchange for their quick departure from their current location and a promise to leave her special clearing and alcove alone, but it became obvious that this was a bad idea. As the other drew nearer, Callisto could hear the occasional, unnecessary and irritating whine that would slip through the individual's nose at random intervals, the pain sparking badly enough at times to elicit a noise to express it. And if they were whining already she couldn't imagine what they would do when she finally got around to cleaning and tending to it.
Discreetly, the spindly black and grey she-wolf stepped back, leaning slightly toward the tree nearest to her right shoulder and ducking a little to more fully cover herself in the greenery and shadows that rested just beside them. She waited, listening, as the injured wolf made their whining way along their chosen path and then miraculously bend it away, drawing them deeper toward the section of the territory many of the others chose to gather. All the better. Someone else could tend to that wound and Callisto would be left to her quiet little alcove without further interruption.
Feeling satisfied that the Amenti member had traveled far enough away, she rose from her somewhat crouched position and turned yet again, this time smiling comfortably with a victorious sort of gleam in her eye. Her little sanctuary would be hers alone for another day.
gender ? male (two)
appearance ? From the seed of a slender goliath and the egg of an alluring viper would the hellion be crafted, blessed is he to be gifted with the pristine genotypes of his parents to render the tyke an incomparable beauty. His machismo is ever so evident with the toned musculature of his physique, neither completely overbearing with heavy padding or entirely lack of masculinity, granting the brute with the typical build of a male. To compliment his thin and supple figure are elongated limbs to boost Severus to his maximum apex of thirty-six inches, each serpentine appendage adorned with thick muscle so that he may support his mass without buckling beneath it. So obviously Deteste?s child, the squared jaw trademarked to his sire has been passed along to Severus, setting his countenance with a permanently hardened appearance that shall never soften no matter the expression that may haunt his wide visage.
His plush coat fails to solely embellish the sable hue that dominates both hides of his parents, instead debuting multiple shades and highlights of grey that paint his fur with a monochromatic palette. The darkest pigment upon his flesh encompasses both of the hellion?s deep cerulean eyes in the shapes of oblique hearts, also lathering and extending midway up the bridge of his muzzle. A slate grey color stains his countenance with a dark mask, caps his triangular ears and all four of his limbs, and paints a dorsal stripe along his spinal column that gradually fades as it approaches his rump. Bleached fur adorns the male?s deep chest cavity and extends past his underbelly onto the underneath of his tendril-like tail, while a milky grey hue taints the majority of his coat where slate grey or white markings are absent.
personality ? While he may lack the promiscuous tendencies of his voluptuous mother, he will evidently adopt her brazen behavior, spilling his normally brutal opinions and insults unto the ears of his peers without considering or even fearing the possible reprimands he may receive upon voicing his true thoughts. He will be entirely inconsiderate of the affects his words may have on those he encounters even if he should learn that his harsh criticism and comments negatively impact his acquaintances, choosing to disregard their feelings in favor of sparking amusement within himself as he instigates and taunts, desiring to extract a reaction so that he may further dissect the flaws and abuse the power he receives from gauging their response. Severus epitomizes a typical school bully in this manner, for deteriorating his peers? confidence does fuel his own; however, his brutal criticism shall not be limited to the select few of his age or those outside of his family, for the entire living spectrum of canines shall be subject to his blatantly disrespectful behavior ? including his elders and even the duo that spawned him.
Because Severus? social mannerisms are far from timid, he will enunciate a noticeable confidence that borders arrogance, depicting certain behavior and even certain creatures as beneath his level. Such a pretentious opinion shall be built upon the foundation of his upbringing as the alphas? spawn and shall only be heightened as he physically develops into an able-bodied combatant, utilizing both his size and strength to push those he deciphers as weaker around, manipulating them with force to perform his biddings for him while he tends to the more important business of establishing his authority over the lessers, taking credit where it isn?t due.
plots ? with severus' personality, i could only assume he will have plenty of conflict -- both in the family and outside of it due to his disrespectful nature. thus, i will probably be open to plenty of rivalry and even tension between he and his parents, for severus will contrast the golden child and will become extremely rebellious.
roleplay sample ? Bleached incisors clicked together vehemently as the savage worked his jaws along the fleshy remnants of the gutted carcass, jerking his skull backwards to sever the tendons of the muscle encased betwixt merciless death traps, heeding little mind to his counterpart that had been granted little consolation for her failed hunt, left with no other option than to observe her sibling as he devoured what he could of the hare hastily. Slate grey and triangular ears would careen back to paste against his crown as her angelic pleas flooded the atmosphere, causing irritation to flood his interior and surface to the outside world in the form of a guttural growl that rose in his throat, reverberating violently in his trachea to notify the wench of his obvious annoyance with her presence. Even through his incessant growls, she persisted with her begging, attempting to utilize guilt to cause the selfish brute to give in to her demands for nourishment, but Severus would not have it. ?I don?t give a damn what you want, Bellatrix,? he interjected abruptly, cutting off her speech mid-sentence and leaving her looking astounded with the venom that evidently dripped from his lashing tongue; but what did the witch expect from her inconsiderate brother? Surely she was wiser than that.
Deep cerulean eyes flicked to greet the babe?s crystalline blue, a dangerous gleam dancing behind the windows to his soul as he waited for further complaints to spill from her jaws, but she refrained from speaking further, instead dropping her gaze to her forepaws. A smirk stretched across his blood-caked countenance and his pupils descended to land upon the gored corpse once more, newfound pride pronounced in his straightened stance; well he sure as hell showed her. Jaws snatched the taut flesh of the rabbit and sanguine liquid dribbled down his chin, salmon tongue lapping greedily at the substance to not only quench his thirst, but to put on a defiant display for his sibling. ?You know,? he addressed the female, his gruff vocals muffled as he chewed: ?Maybe if you weren?t such a lousy hunter, you could eat, too.? The behemoth ceased his chewing then, eager gaze trailing back towards his sibling to view her retaliation to his taunts, just praying a negative response would surface so that he may act upon it and instigate her all the more.