Killapp

[Killage]

Name: Killage

Nicknames: Kill, Killface

Breed: Dire Wolf

Sex: Male

Measurements: 3'7" & 165-175 lbs, depending on the season.

Reason for joining: ily? ;D

Position applying for: Honestly, it doesn't matter to me. Wherever he is needed he'll gladly fill in the spot.

OOC personality: I'm not very ok with judging myself, but I think you know me enough already. Though, I will tell you that my temper has improved and I've become more patient.

IC personality: Unlike the majority of others his kind, Kill is not that fiendishly aggressive megasuperultra bitch. Instead, Kill is rather emotionless and rock-solid, not really caring for anyone's sake but his own. It's be hard to let sweetness and caring cut through the beast's tough exterior, so don't count on him ever showing if he likes you or not.

Appearance(Pictures or weblinks are acceptable): I will have a picture eventually, so instead I shall use my describing powerz.
A masculine brute-like creature who is covered in battle scars from his past occupation of a guard. Built brawny and best used in battle, it would best be said that he was not to be used for anything that involved agility. His designs made him appear as if he were being binded, his underbelly color instead of covering his muzzle only wrapped around one strip of it, making it seem like he had leather tied to keep his mouth shut. A dust color cloaked his spinal area, dripping down to about halfway to his underbelly where dust met brown which made up the majority of his coloring. Kill was usually unclean, not really giving a damn about his appearance.

Roleplay Sample(Preferably at least 5 sentences):
Knockout. Deciding the other had made up its mind not to retaliate again, she plopped back onto the log, grinning with satisfaction in her choice of not letting the other leave. Though she knew it was wrong to do so, KO found it in her best interest to leave herself with something worthwhile to commemorate each day. Curling herself back into a comfortable position, she brought her forelimbs in towards her chest cavity, digging her muzzle into her side so that it was kept warm by the excess fur that coated her there. Hinds dangled limply off the side of her perch, giving her a dead-looking appearance. Though, if it weren't for her stomach area rising and falling in sync with her heavy, rhythmatic breathing, one would probably observe the psychic bitch and dub her as an easy meal. Letting the other's vocals pass through her as an empty threat, she waited until the feline's pawsteps faded into oblivion to ensure that she could sleep peacefully.

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[Negligence]

Accepted as Warrior.
Welcome to Crudelis.

[bestia]

What happened to

The white wolf waited silently?

[Killage]

Bah, shit you're right.

I knew I was missing something >.>;

But yeah, I did read the rules xD

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[Negligence]

I trust Killage.
Haha.

I thought I saw it but I guess not xD