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04-28-2013, 02:03 AM
Hi there! I am not currently a player on this site, but I really liked the look of your puppies and thought I'd try out. If I get the puppy then I'll change this account name. But yeah, just.. Saying hello. :)



Name: Jacques

Parents: Click & Click.

Gender: Male

Alignment: Lawful Neutral (pup) — Chaotic Neutral / Lawful Evil (adult)

Personality: Depending of course on how his parents raise him and what he goes through, Jacques will no doubt go through a lot of changes as he develops. He begins his life as an average child; his curiosity bountiful and innocence indomitable. The boy has a keen desire to do right by his parents, and becomes obsessive in his want for their praise. He tries to embody the perfect son - in whatever manner they deem as perfect - and tries to live up to their standard. This is of course tempered by the volatile nature of either parent; Jacques is quick to learn in his eagerness, but the rebuke of either parent is taken instantly to heart. He begins to grow lethargic with too much negative treatment, going so far as to completely cut himself off from all social contact in order to 'correct' whichever part of him was criticized. This self-obsession grows over time with the boy, as he becomes more than just a pup and heads in to adolescence.


His lack of contact with those outside of his family is made clear by his inability to relate to those around him. He is in effect, socially inept. Prone to speaking only when spoken to, and even then being very limited with his word usage, it is not strange for others to perceive him as slow, stupid, or even just shy; in reality, Jacques is incredibly bright. He spends his silence watching and learning, observing everything around him. The boy is incredibly astute and catches on to the subtle undertones of situations that occur around him. In a way he makes the perfect little spy.


Upon reaching adulthood Jacques will have pushed beyond seeing perfection in his own abilities. He will have most likely reached some sort of limit to his physical abilities and will focus on controlling the world around him instead. His obsession thus turns outward, to the people in his life, to his parents and his family (if they are still around), and to greater pursuits. His intellect has always been his strongest asset, which when coupled with a budding desire to control the world around him, makes him quite a cunning adversary.


Things to consider about Jacques — his behaviour will probably end up more volatile than this depending on which parent he takes after most, and how they treat him growing up. This is all just a base to build off of, so he's likely to change - but his obsessive qualities and pursuit of perfection will remain the root causes for any good or evil he perpetrates.


As a Lawful Neutral character, he would value reliability, honour, order and organization. He would respect any ruler for the sheer fact that they are a ruler. He would want to bring regularity, predictability, and stability to the world around him.



As a Chaotic Neutral character, he would value the 'ultimate good' and would be zealous in his pursuit of this good. He would not be very attached to laws or rules however, and would be more prone to random acts that best suited his own goals as opposed to the goals of the pack.


As a Lawful Evil character, Jacques would value loyalty, order, and tradition. He would not care about freedom but he would obey laws and the rules of those he found to be worthy of obedience. He would have a dedicated self-interest and from time to time, be methodical in his duties. Although he might have darker behaviours, he has specific limits - such as not killing children, or being particularly vicious in an attack; he would prefer to manipulate someone to their end instead of outright killing them.


Appearance: reference/design


As a child Jacques resembles the chubby child of any coupling; his fur is sparse in colouration, dominated by fawn shades and desaturation. Over time this colour fades in to the alabaster hue shared with his mother. Dark marks, starting out as only hesitant striations in his young pelt, become dark lines upon his face and back. As he grows Jacques resembles his father more and more. His body adapts to the growing bones he is made out of, reaching his full height of 39" and almost five feet in length. Oddly enough, Jacques has inherited a certain femininity that has most likely been passed down by his own mother. He takes after her in many ways, visually, and while his own hips are quite flat and his body more rugged, there is an effeminate quality to the angles of his face and limbs. Jacques grows tall and his muscle builds, but never seems to become an overbearing part of him; he is lanky but not nearly as sickly looking as his sire.




RP sample (pup age):

Light filtered in to the mouth of the den with a lethargic grace, but it still touched down upon his face and sought out his eyes. It was such a rude thing, this light. At first chance, it always crept so close - invading with it's warmth, it's ability to blind. He was only a babe, but it irritated him. The boy's eyes peeked open and he tried to blink away the inturruption to his sleep, but it was a worthless venture. The light was too much, and so he set about squirming upon the dirt floor. The boy mewled as he sought out the darkness. It was softer than the light, more comforting. But as he did so, the pale pup found that his nose did not root through the spacious darkness alone; yes, it penetrated the thick dark, but it also squished rather abruptly in to something alive. Something heavier and more there than anything else he could see. The figure began to squirm in response, and so he tried to put an end to it; the stillness would be a blessing. Jacques, poor boy, thought he could control his sister's motion with a flail of his own. He thrust a paw towards her bulbous belly and after making contact, he dragged and thrust again. By the third attempt she was moving away from him - but it had become a game, and he was now awake.



The boy got to his paws and began to advance upon her chubby body, eager to investigate it with his brand new eyes, wanting to figure out just what the thing was; for he surely did not recognize his sister at this juncture in his life. But as he neared her, something happened. A moist sensation spread across the back of his neck - he felt it tug him, forcing him out of the dark and then abruptly dropping him in the light again. Jacques squealed with unhappiness as he was placed outside of the den mouth. He leaned back against the wetness upon his neck, only to connect his spine to the face of his abductor - the feeder, the one that was always so warm and soft. Later he would call this thing mother. It nudged at him to keep him upright, then retreated - probably to grab his squishy sister - and in a moment of rebellion Jacques rolled on to his back. His head flipped up and he watched the dark spot upon his vision as it rolled with him. He was on his shoulders, his head was on the ground, in the dirt, and then - his yet-to-be-known sister was plopped right there on top of him. Her paws hit his belly and he belched a tiny purl of unhappiness.