Anthony

[Anthony]

Anthony

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[/b] Anthony
nicknames: Tony
age: 4 yrs (29 human yrs) [October 4, 2014]
breed: German Shepherd Dog
gender: Male
pack or loner?: Loner
if pack, which pack?: N/A

alias: Rairukka
age: 21 yrs
timezone: -5 Eastern Standard Time
read the rules: doggone
roleplay sample:
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The Black Raven was a little lesser known bar in the heart of Memphis, Tennessee that Aidyn Irvine frequented every weekend. The young man was in his early twenties, just old enough to drink. He dabbled in several different liquors, but tonight he was knocking back straight whiskey. Aidyn was dressed in his usual drinking attire; a white t-shirt that had an interesting tribal design on the front, dark blue jeans, and black work boots.

Aidyn let a soft sigh pass his lips as he looked over his shoulders. He noticed some older men playing some pool, some playing poker, and empty pool table. He knocked back his fourth shot of whiskey and got to his feet. Aidyn made his way over to the vacant pool table and racked 'em up. He picked up a pool stick and went to break. As he drew the stick back he felt it poke into something squishy. He looked over his shoulder to find out what it was. "Watch it." He growled lowly through narrow bright blue eyes.

"Why don't you watch it?!" The slightly other man snapped viciously. He grabbed the stick out of Aidyn's hands which made the young man turned around. "You wanna make something of it?" Aidyn asked with a faint snarky smirk. "Yeah, I'mma wipe that smirk off your face." The older hick growled. With that, the first punch was thrown and connected with Aidyn's cheek. With an audible growl the young blonde tackled the older and fatter man to the ground, throwing punch after punch. It took several bar goers to get him off. Once the men were on their feet the two of them were at it once more.

"I could go for a coke about now." Rai whined as she entered the small bar with her friends. She moved over to the bar and sat down with a bit of effort since her fat ass could barely fit on the tiny stool. Once her coke was placed in front of her she immediately latched on to the bendy straw. Sipping at the coke she looked around, then finally noticed and over heard all the commotion in the corner. "Oh look, a bar fight." She commented calmly. "Perhaps our resident cowboy should investigate?" She suggested, glancing over at James.

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[/b] Anthony, commonly called Tony, is a loyal dog both by nature and choice. He doesn't care for backstabbers and would never do it himself, even if there were no other option. Once you befriend him you can always count on him to back you up in a tough spot. You can say that Tony is a 'born leader' as he generally will assert himself to the top when no else does. Other than that he's a bit of a goofball. He enjoys playing games and relaxing with friends & family. Speaking of friends and family, this could tie into his loyalty; Tony is fiercely protective of them. Always willing to be cliche and lay his life on the line for them. Tony is normally good with pups, knowing when to let things slide by and when to discipline. He is also quite the lady's man, or so he thinks. Tony is very much a flirt, which usually gets him into trouble.
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