Post by Tramp on Jul 17, 2009 18:33:59 GMT -5
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<<Tramp>>
Username:Tramp
Movie(s) your character is in: Lady and the Tramp
Character's Personality: Tramp is well known on the street as the dog who's never been caught. He is smooth and quick, he's a scroundel, he's a Tramp. But the dogs on the street love him. He' has an easy going persona, you just can't help liking him. He goes where he pleases and was born for life on the streets. One thing that can't be denied, he's a romantic pooch
Character's History: The Tramp was born in a pet shop in Paris France, one early July morning to a prized pure bread Schnauzer named Lucy. They always called her Troublesome Lucy as she always found her way out of the shop. On her trips away she fell in love with a mutt named Franz. Well, the shopkeepers found she was pregnant and were pleased, thinking they could sell the puppies. It didn't help when the puppies were mutts, and it certainly didn't help when Tramp was the runt of the litter.
They were tossed into a box with a hastily scrawled "For Sale" sign and set on the side of the road, passerbys came and went, and Tramp watched his siblings be picked up one by one, until the last one went. He was all alone. He couldn't understand why nobody wanted him, all he wanted was to be shown compassion in the adoring eyes of a human, like his siblings had been, but nobody ever came. It was a rainy July, and he huddled in the cold rain alone, until he wandered off into the streets.
That's how Tramp has been ever since, he made the streets his home, and he couldn't ask for better. It's the life for him, going wherever and doing whatever he pleases. He loves to put on a show. He doesn't understand what house pets see in humans, and he's not sure if he will ever understand. He has ever only had himself to depend on and that's the way he plans to keep it. A life of endless adventure on the streets until the day he dies. It will be somebody very special who will come along and change his mind
Characters Likes: Showing off, roaming the city, and eating spaghetti from his favorite Italian Restaurant, Tony's.
Character's Dislikes: The Pound, Having to depend on others, and not having a reputation
Roleplay
Task: Tramp poked his head through a fence and dug the light dirt until he could slip under, there was nothing behind him but the wilderness he had crossed on his simple journey of roaming. That was the life of a stray like Tramp, going where your paws took you. He had survived steamer passage and the miles of a chugging train, and then some. He was following his nose, you could call it a canine instinct. He wasn't sure what it was, but he wanted to behold it so bad. It was a smell he couldn't get rid of no matter how hard he tried to put it off.
Now before him was a whole new world. Tramp's eyes widened. He wasn't in Paris' anymore. The smell was so strong now, he closed his eyes and smelled it. He knew what he had smelled now, Happiness. He could see it like a rain cloud hovering over the park, he could feel it in his bones, laughter and awe surrounded him. It was a beautiful place, and it could be his home.
Stepping onto the pavement, he made his way forward, his paws padding softly in the silence, there were beautiful lights of all colors that lit up in the night sky, guiding his path. He was going to find the center of happiness, if only he could find somebody to show it to him. He deserved it, he thought, he had been of service to many on the streets, teaching them how to survive and releasing them from the evil hands of the dogcatcher. This was a vacation, and Tramp was going to find what he was looking for, someway or another.
Um, nope, not really<<Tramp>>
Username:Tramp
Movie(s) your character is in: Lady and the Tramp
Character's Personality: Tramp is well known on the street as the dog who's never been caught. He is smooth and quick, he's a scroundel, he's a Tramp. But the dogs on the street love him. He' has an easy going persona, you just can't help liking him. He goes where he pleases and was born for life on the streets. One thing that can't be denied, he's a romantic pooch
Character's History: The Tramp was born in a pet shop in Paris France, one early July morning to a prized pure bread Schnauzer named Lucy. They always called her Troublesome Lucy as she always found her way out of the shop. On her trips away she fell in love with a mutt named Franz. Well, the shopkeepers found she was pregnant and were pleased, thinking they could sell the puppies. It didn't help when the puppies were mutts, and it certainly didn't help when Tramp was the runt of the litter.
They were tossed into a box with a hastily scrawled "For Sale" sign and set on the side of the road, passerbys came and went, and Tramp watched his siblings be picked up one by one, until the last one went. He was all alone. He couldn't understand why nobody wanted him, all he wanted was to be shown compassion in the adoring eyes of a human, like his siblings had been, but nobody ever came. It was a rainy July, and he huddled in the cold rain alone, until he wandered off into the streets.
That's how Tramp has been ever since, he made the streets his home, and he couldn't ask for better. It's the life for him, going wherever and doing whatever he pleases. He loves to put on a show. He doesn't understand what house pets see in humans, and he's not sure if he will ever understand. He has ever only had himself to depend on and that's the way he plans to keep it. A life of endless adventure on the streets until the day he dies. It will be somebody very special who will come along and change his mind
Characters Likes: Showing off, roaming the city, and eating spaghetti from his favorite Italian Restaurant, Tony's.
Character's Dislikes: The Pound, Having to depend on others, and not having a reputation
Roleplay
Task: Tramp poked his head through a fence and dug the light dirt until he could slip under, there was nothing behind him but the wilderness he had crossed on his simple journey of roaming. That was the life of a stray like Tramp, going where your paws took you. He had survived steamer passage and the miles of a chugging train, and then some. He was following his nose, you could call it a canine instinct. He wasn't sure what it was, but he wanted to behold it so bad. It was a smell he couldn't get rid of no matter how hard he tried to put it off.
Now before him was a whole new world. Tramp's eyes widened. He wasn't in Paris' anymore. The smell was so strong now, he closed his eyes and smelled it. He knew what he had smelled now, Happiness. He could see it like a rain cloud hovering over the park, he could feel it in his bones, laughter and awe surrounded him. It was a beautiful place, and it could be his home.
Stepping onto the pavement, he made his way forward, his paws padding softly in the silence, there were beautiful lights of all colors that lit up in the night sky, guiding his path. He was going to find the center of happiness, if only he could find somebody to show it to him. He deserved it, he thought, he had been of service to many on the streets, teaching them how to survive and releasing them from the evil hands of the dogcatcher. This was a vacation, and Tramp was going to find what he was looking for, someway or another.
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