Catharsis
Too Far Gone
Paws & Claws Animal Rescue
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Introduction
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Welcome to Paws & Claws Animal Rescue!
Here at P&C, we tend to and care for all the homeless pets of Harmony Rhode Island. From the moment an animal walks through our lobby until the very moment it leaves, it is guarenteed to be loved every second of the day by our wonderful staff members and volunteers.
Our mission is to rehome every animal in our care into a safe, loving enviorment where it will spend the remaining of its life happy and healthy. All adoptees must undergo a short background check and waiting period to ensure that a pet is right for them, plus pay a very small adoption fee, which takes care of all veterinary needs for your future family member. We are open 12 hours, and on call 24 hours a day.
Please come visit us soon!
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Character Sheet
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If you prefer to use your own code, that's fine. Please just don't do without. All character photos must be realistic, drawings are accepted; anime is not.
Under job please ensure to tell if you are a volunteer or worker.
Consider the summary your try out. I WILL be judging your writing and ability to write descriptively through this. You're going to want to do a paragraph at least. Thanks
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farewell
thou mayest
(This will look a lot nicer/have slightly more information later, I just want to get it up now so you have an idea)
Name: vindaya anuja mhasalkar willoughby
Age: twenty three
Appearance
Job: full-time student at Alpert Medical School, part-time employee at Paws & Claws
Persona: vindaya's focus is first and foremost on work. having grown up with parents who were both work-oriented and frightened into dedicating her life to it, she's definitely a bit of a workaholic. because of her upbringing, she resents any sort of feelings of attachment or reliance on other people. she's in love with the idea of being able to sever all ties and move freely, so she's not big on commitment or loving someone unconditionally. she constantly feels the need to prove to herself that nobody can or will control or manipulate her because she won't let them, which makes her flighty in her relationships. she has no compunction about turning down invitations to hang out because she refuses to let herself feel any sort of social obligation or responsibility beyond very basic expectations. she insists that she doesn't need anyone's approval, but after years of being held to ridiculous standards, she's very sensitive to criticism, though she's not defensive about it; she prefers to turn inwards, not outwards. this doesn't mean she dislikes people, though. in fact, she's pretty fine at socializing, it's just that the "healthy friendship" part has eluded her. she's not incredibly tactile, loving, or sentimental, and often clams up when confronted with just about anything serious. she's very much about solving any problem presented as immediately as possible and gets frustrated and distracted when this isn't possible. for that reason, she's also not one to complain if there's something that can be done about it and has trouble relating to people who do (though she'll listen, she just won't offer any advice). tends to be kind of fidgety when idle. she's also somewhat passive. if it's work related and she knows she's right all bets are off, but otherwise, she minds her own business. she isn't quick to apologize, a leftover bit of resentment from childhood, but she is quick to accept responsibility whether or not she's actually to blame in the hopes that whatever the issue is, it'll blow over faster. prefers to be organized in her own ways.
Summary (I'm taking this to mean bio, please correct me if I'm wrong): vindaya was born in india and quickly put up for adoption. at age 2 she was adopted by a couple who took her back to the UK to live with them. her father, american originally, was practicing law and her mother owned an art gallery. it pretty quickly became apparent that her mother liked the idea of having a child more than actually having one. vindaya wasn't a troublemaker, but she wasn't the easiest child either; she was speech delayed, often ignored her parents, and liked to explore on her own.
she probably would've grown out of this behavior as she grew up, but her mother came to resent her imperfect child and her husband, who'd convinced her to adopt in the first place, and who would frequently get wrapped up in his own work. this started about a decade of emotional abuse towards both her husband and daughter, but mostly her daughter. her mother convinced vindaya that everything that went wrong was not only her fault, but an intentional ploy to hurt her mother, who she should've been grateful to for "rescuing" her. her mother held it over her head that she could put her back up for adoption at any time.
vindaya did well in school, but didn't make any long-term friends. she'd make friends out of the blue and move on just as suddenly without explanation. she went to her mother's gallery openings, prim, proper, stiff, and unhappy, dressed to the nines in whatever her mother chose. her father's sympathy and strength and was a great source of comfort for vindaya as a child. where she could never earn her mother's approval, she could always earn her father's.
things abruptly changed when vindaya was 15. while out in the backyard, a large stray dog jumped the fence and attacked her. her mother watched it all happen, but didn't move to stop it, even as vindaya was obviously injured. when her father came home, only to find his wife watching their daughter getting mauled and deliberately doing nothing to assist, he decided enough was enough. he wanted to move back to the U.S. with vindaya and his wife agreed, though they never finalized a divorce. vindaya and her father just packed up and left.
the two moved to chicago, where vindaya's father continued practicing law and vindaya finished high school. her father eventually became a judge and vindaya enrolled at the university of chicago with the intention of pursuing a biochem degree and then move onto medical school. during her second semester sophomore year, her father began receiving death threats. so, with his encouragement, vindaya transferred to Brown University without completing the semester. she took up a job at the nearby Starbucks to help pay for living expenses. while working and studying, she took up volunteering at paws & claws to try to get over her fear of large dogs (cats, small dogs, and other animals are fine though!). once she finished her undergrad and moved onto Alpert Medical School, she dropped the job at Starbucks, preferring a part-time job at Paws & Claws instead.
Pets: None at the moment
Other:
- has a lot of informational wall posters - not about any topic in particular, she just likes the aesthetic of them and reading random facts
- has a lot of small animal figurines made of things like glass, marble, and precious stones - they're all pretty simple and smooth. her favorite is an elephant made out of black goldstone
- often pulls late nights or all nighters
- surprisingly a morning person
- has a messy, jagged scar from the dog incident on her left shoulder
- likes to dress kind of femininely/business casual; lots of blouses, skirts, dresses, cardigans, etc. lots of dry cleaning and ironing
- harbors a bit of curiosity for where she comes from, so she's trying to teach herself hindi from taking classes and online courses
- doesn't like hookups or one night stands much. not a very tactile person
- prefers to wear her hair in a braid and/or a bun, rarely wears it down
- likes light makeup and perfume. paints her nails every now and then - always neutral colors.
- she wears glasses, but finds that contacts are usually more practical, except for when she forgets to take them out before falling asleep. not always intentional; sometimes she falls asleep at her desk
- carries around a small day planner/address book. she replaces it every year
- occasionally experiences sleep paralysis
- clicks pens, taps pencils and fingernails against desks or whatever she might be writing on. taps feet or fingers if nothing else is available. sits with her legs crossed most of the time
- prefers writing in black pen and always in script
- goes quiet and avoids eye contact when confronted or nervous. tends to brush off dust or lint, smooth out wrinkles in her clothes, or adjust buttons/collars/belts/straps on shoes/jewelry. doesn't do very well at conflict resolution, for herself or for anyone else
- isn't quick to apologize. she is, however, quick to accept responsibility
- fixes her hair when frustrated; taking it out of a bun or braid or putting it up again. also sometimes paces
- left-handed
- goes on dates, but has never had a standard, committed relationship with anyone
- both ears are pierced; she loves wearing earrings
- bisexual
- lives on her own in a tiny studio apartment that her father helps her pay for until she earns enough to cover it on her own and/or until she finds a roommate
Name: vindaya anuja mhasalkar willoughby
Age: twenty three
Appearance
Job: full-time student at Alpert Medical School, part-time employee at Paws & Claws
Persona: vindaya's focus is first and foremost on work. having grown up with parents who were both work-oriented and frightened into dedicating her life to it, she's definitely a bit of a workaholic. because of her upbringing, she resents any sort of feelings of attachment or reliance on other people. she's in love with the idea of being able to sever all ties and move freely, so she's not big on commitment or loving someone unconditionally. she constantly feels the need to prove to herself that nobody can or will control or manipulate her because she won't let them, which makes her flighty in her relationships. she has no compunction about turning down invitations to hang out because she refuses to let herself feel any sort of social obligation or responsibility beyond very basic expectations. she insists that she doesn't need anyone's approval, but after years of being held to ridiculous standards, she's very sensitive to criticism, though she's not defensive about it; she prefers to turn inwards, not outwards. this doesn't mean she dislikes people, though. in fact, she's pretty fine at socializing, it's just that the "healthy friendship" part has eluded her. she's not incredibly tactile, loving, or sentimental, and often clams up when confronted with just about anything serious. she's very much about solving any problem presented as immediately as possible and gets frustrated and distracted when this isn't possible. for that reason, she's also not one to complain if there's something that can be done about it and has trouble relating to people who do (though she'll listen, she just won't offer any advice). tends to be kind of fidgety when idle. she's also somewhat passive. if it's work related and she knows she's right all bets are off, but otherwise, she minds her own business. she isn't quick to apologize, a leftover bit of resentment from childhood, but she is quick to accept responsibility whether or not she's actually to blame in the hopes that whatever the issue is, it'll blow over faster. prefers to be organized in her own ways.
Summary (I'm taking this to mean bio, please correct me if I'm wrong): vindaya was born in india and quickly put up for adoption. at age 2 she was adopted by a couple who took her back to the UK to live with them. her father, american originally, was practicing law and her mother owned an art gallery. it pretty quickly became apparent that her mother liked the idea of having a child more than actually having one. vindaya wasn't a troublemaker, but she wasn't the easiest child either; she was speech delayed, often ignored her parents, and liked to explore on her own.
she probably would've grown out of this behavior as she grew up, but her mother came to resent her imperfect child and her husband, who'd convinced her to adopt in the first place, and who would frequently get wrapped up in his own work. this started about a decade of emotional abuse towards both her husband and daughter, but mostly her daughter. her mother convinced vindaya that everything that went wrong was not only her fault, but an intentional ploy to hurt her mother, who she should've been grateful to for "rescuing" her. her mother held it over her head that she could put her back up for adoption at any time.
vindaya did well in school, but didn't make any long-term friends. she'd make friends out of the blue and move on just as suddenly without explanation. she went to her mother's gallery openings, prim, proper, stiff, and unhappy, dressed to the nines in whatever her mother chose. her father's sympathy and strength and was a great source of comfort for vindaya as a child. where she could never earn her mother's approval, she could always earn her father's.
things abruptly changed when vindaya was 15. while out in the backyard, a large stray dog jumped the fence and attacked her. her mother watched it all happen, but didn't move to stop it, even as vindaya was obviously injured. when her father came home, only to find his wife watching their daughter getting mauled and deliberately doing nothing to assist, he decided enough was enough. he wanted to move back to the U.S. with vindaya and his wife agreed, though they never finalized a divorce. vindaya and her father just packed up and left.
the two moved to chicago, where vindaya's father continued practicing law and vindaya finished high school. her father eventually became a judge and vindaya enrolled at the university of chicago with the intention of pursuing a biochem degree and then move onto medical school. during her second semester sophomore year, her father began receiving death threats. so, with his encouragement, vindaya transferred to Brown University without completing the semester. she took up a job at the nearby Starbucks to help pay for living expenses. while working and studying, she took up volunteering at paws & claws to try to get over her fear of large dogs (cats, small dogs, and other animals are fine though!). once she finished her undergrad and moved onto Alpert Medical School, she dropped the job at Starbucks, preferring a part-time job at Paws & Claws instead.
Pets: None at the moment
Other:
- has a lot of informational wall posters - not about any topic in particular, she just likes the aesthetic of them and reading random facts
- has a lot of small animal figurines made of things like glass, marble, and precious stones - they're all pretty simple and smooth. her favorite is an elephant made out of black goldstone
- often pulls late nights or all nighters
- surprisingly a morning person
- has a messy, jagged scar from the dog incident on her left shoulder
- likes to dress kind of femininely/business casual; lots of blouses, skirts, dresses, cardigans, etc. lots of dry cleaning and ironing
- harbors a bit of curiosity for where she comes from, so she's trying to teach herself hindi from taking classes and online courses
- doesn't like hookups or one night stands much. not a very tactile person
- prefers to wear her hair in a braid and/or a bun, rarely wears it down
- likes light makeup and perfume. paints her nails every now and then - always neutral colors.
- she wears glasses, but finds that contacts are usually more practical, except for when she forgets to take them out before falling asleep. not always intentional; sometimes she falls asleep at her desk
- carries around a small day planner/address book. she replaces it every year
- occasionally experiences sleep paralysis
- clicks pens, taps pencils and fingernails against desks or whatever she might be writing on. taps feet or fingers if nothing else is available. sits with her legs crossed most of the time
- prefers writing in black pen and always in script
- goes quiet and avoids eye contact when confronted or nervous. tends to brush off dust or lint, smooth out wrinkles in her clothes, or adjust buttons/collars/belts/straps on shoes/jewelry. doesn't do very well at conflict resolution, for herself or for anyone else
- isn't quick to apologize. she is, however, quick to accept responsibility
- fixes her hair when frustrated; taking it out of a bun or braid or putting it up again. also sometimes paces
- left-handed
- goes on dates, but has never had a standard, committed relationship with anyone
- both ears are pierced; she loves wearing earrings
- bisexual
- lives on her own in a tiny studio apartment that her father helps her pay for until she earns enough to cover it on her own and/or until she finds a roommate
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Raku
Four Thousand Club
Character Sheet
Name: Landyn Ross
Age: 22
Appearance:
Job: Worker at Paws and Claws
Persona: Landyn is an energetic, fun loving person. He enjoys the company of other people (and animals) and will often joke around with them. He loves animals with all his heart and he is very enthusiastic about his job. He will more often than not build a strong connection with any animal he sees or rescues. When he sees that those animals make it to a nice home it fills him with glee.
Summary: Landyn was just a normal kid with an undying love for animals. The probable cause was that when he was young he was always around them and was taught to respect, love, and care for the animals. His love for animals grew exponentially when he was around 11 and he had brought a stray dog home. His father was hesitant about bringing it into the house but once Landyn's mother saw its condition they brought the dog in. His siblings loved the dog along with his parents. The dog and Landyn created a very strong connection. That dog would follow him anywhere. It was hard to keep it in the house when Landyn went to school. The two word play in the back yard and swim in the pond together at family reunions. To this day the two still share the same love, but it didn't stop there. The family had recently gotten another pet, it was a smaller dog. The new dog was extremely aggressive when provoked. It ended up biting one of Landyn's siblings on the third day. When his father told Landyn to do something about the new dog Landyn was more than happy to. He entered a room alone with the dog after it was recently angered. He could hear his other dog scratching on the door. Landyn crouched down and approached the small dog slowly. It bore its teeth at Landyn as he came closer and closer, but instead of biting him the dog welcomed him. After a few minutes of playing and petting the dog, he exited the room with it by his side. His family was astonished. The dog was not aggressive at all, and it never was again.
After he was able to calm the Tasmanian devil of a dog, his mother said that he should go work at the animal rescue center in town. Landyn fully agreed with his mother and decided that a job of his passion would be great. During his tryout he showed the staff at the center his skill with animals. He was able to calm the aggressive ones and make the shy ones social. The staff was impressed and decided to let him in. He has continued to work there as an animal rescuer for any kind of animal.
Pets: 2 dogs. Both are called his.
Other: He loves any kind of animal he comes into contact with. Whether it be a dog or a ferret.
Aato
Social(ly-inept) Butterfly
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Makaio Newalu-Stewart
Name: Makaio Kapono Emery Newalu-Stewart
Nickname: Kai - on occasion by friends and family, various petnames by his aunt, and casual insults by his closest friend
Age: 20
Appearance:
Makaio stands at 6’1” [~185 cm] and is 186 lb [~84 kg] with a light brown complexion. His build is fit and athletic with a broad frame and moderately muscular. His black hair is thick and wavy, and usually kept short or shaved. His monolid brown eyes are long, thin, and oval-shaped with thick brows and practically non-existent lashes. He has a wide nose, full pink lips, and small ears. On his left arm, he has a Polynesian tattoo, and his left ear is pierced.
In presentation, he tends to be urban casual or casual dressy. On most formal occasions, Makaio wears the typical suit.
Persona:
Careful | Silly | Down-to-earth | Caring | Athletic | Analytical | Self-conscious
Following the aura of Hawai'i, Makaio is laid back, friendly, and accepting - putting forth a down-to-earth presentation. He has a child-like sense of humor that he sometimes tries to regulate and dial down. His playful nature can sometimes make him come off as annoying. He can be very affectionate to those he cares for, but keeps PDA minimal. He's not one to easily make angry or highly emotional - which helps the fact that he has a practically non-existent pokerface. It's in his nature to be careful in the decisions he makes and to choose to err on the 'safe side' of things. This has often awarded him the label of 'good boy'. Although, his previous girlfriend brought him out of his shell to live a little more wildly and 'loosen up'. Like any young guy, he has a mischievous edge that shows itself from time to time. He’s not afraid to go against people for something he truly wants or believes in.
Summary:
Makaio has had quite the plain and peachy life. He has spent all of his life in Hawai'i, raised in Honolulu by his parents, Kory and Kekepania (typically 'Keke' for short). His mother was a stay-at-home mom until he was seven, and at that point, his mother's sister, Mele, would watch him during the day. He grew to have a close bond with his aunt that has since lasted; he tells her everything. Meanwhile, he has a close relationship with his father and the constant need to please his mother.
In grade school, he befriended Noeru, a Japanese boy who would come to be his best friend. While interested in girls and flirty with a number of them on occasion, he stayed fairly coy and didn't have his first serious girlfriend until he was 17. He and Scarlet were together until deciding it was best to 'take a break' while he was away in Rhode Island for college, the distance putting a strain on their relationship.
Job: Student at the local university; part-time job as a bike shop mechanic ; weekend volunteer at P&C Rescue
Pets: He has a female American Pit Bull Terrier named Moku. However, Moku is back at home with his parents, so he has no pets in his immediate possession.
Other: >> is a vegetarian >> has light island accent
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Catharsis
Too Far Gone
Jane
O'ella
Marek
Jane Marek
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Basics
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n a m e
Jane O'ella Marek
n i c k n a m e
Janie/Cat/Dog lady
a g e
25
o r i e n t a t i o n
Heterosexual/Demisexual
g e n d e r
Cis-Female
b i r t h-d a t e
April 30th, 1992
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Appearance
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a p p e a r a n c e
h a i r-c o l o u r
Light blonde
e y e-c o l o u r
Dark, forest green
h e i g h t
5'3
w e i g h t
115
u n i q u e - f e a t u r e s
Two birthmarks:
One on her upper wrist
A large one on the small of her back
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Persona
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p e r s o n a
Jane has always held herself together quite nicely. You will rarely ever catch her angry or sad, as she doesn't show it. When there is a job to be done, she shows the determination needed to get it done. Every since grade school, she has been a leader, and a great speaker. Sometimes, Jane can be rather bossy or inconsiderate to actual human feelings, though. She has a tendency to lose track of time, or tune out of conversations that do not interest her. All in all though, she is a pleasant person to be around, and is kind to mostly everyone.
l i k e s
Swimming
Her job
Talking
Late nights
All animals
The sky
Schedules
d i s l i k e s
Dirtiness
Laziness
Early mornings
Disorganization
Odd numbers
Sketchiness
Office drama
q u i r k s
Often interrupts others without realizing it.
Tunes out at bad times.
Has a terrible weakness for stray animals.
Is constantly rubbing her fingers together.
Always counts out the tiles on the the floor.
Always rolls her pant legs up;even in the cold.
Clings to the usage of certain words. (Ex. Rad, grody and yikes.)
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Indepth
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i n d e p t h
Jane grew up in the small town of Harmony. Her parents both worked for a vast factory chain that produced different plastics: Her mother was a secretary, and her father a manager. The two were rarely ever home, therefore Jane spent most of her childhood at her Aunt's house. Her aunt ran a tiny pet supply shop in the center of town, which Jane happily helped run. Her aunt would pay her 6 dollars an hour to stock the shelves in the store, and direct any customers with questions to the right aisle. While it was hard, Jane loved it.
Jane was 19 years old when Paws & Claws began construction. Her parents urged her to apply for the manager position. At first, Jane denied, believing that she wasn't cut out for such a serious position when she was still so young, and had never had any previous experience. Then, a few nights after she had been told about the job, she discovered a sickly dog giving birth behind her aunt's store. After managing to gather the young dog along with all of her newborn puppies into her truck, she paid for the vetting needed to get the mother back to help and also tended to the litter of puppies herself.
After seeing how much her care made an impact on the little dog family, Jane decided to try out for the job, which she acquired on the spot, since there hadn't been any other applicants. She has been running Paws & Claws ever since.
J o b
Paws & Claws manager
P e t s
Acey- Acey was one of the puppies that Jane rescued six years ago. He is very stubborn, and slightly aggressive to people he doesn't know. Acey is very smart, and knows many tricks. He is hardly ever seen outside of his yard due to his aggression problem.
Skye- Skye came from a litter of Australian Shepard puppies that came into the shelter 6 months ago. Jane has been working on training her in agility and obedience, which she has taken up to very well. Skye usually accompanies Jane everywhere she goes.
Munch- Munch is a cat that Jane adopted after she was surrendered at the shelter. munch finds comfort in hiding under the couch, and isn't very sociable.
Gardi- Gardi is a tabby cat that Jane has had since she was 15. Gardi is very playful with other cats, but rarely shows interest in humans.
Kir- Kir is a young kitten that Jane was originally supposed to be fostering for the shelter, however she fell in love. Kir is the sweetest of Jane's cat's and is tends to stay nearby Jane when she is home. The other two cats dislike Kir.
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idalie
ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀʙʏʟᴏɴ
Name:
Sebastian Theodore Ashcroft
Age:
28
Appearance:
Sebastian inherited his father's handsome looks, in the form of tall, dark and gifted genetics. With large, baby blue eyes that can become ice cold at a touch, and cutting by a word. Beneath those gorgeous sapphires, lies two defined, unyielding cheekbones - accentuated and made increasingly enrapturing with his sturdy, masculine jaw. Spattered with dark, almost black stubble which adds a rugged charm to his incredibly immaculate appearance. A low brow can contort his expression into sincerity and surprise, however, his poker face is remarkable. Somewhat curly dark hair, crowns his head, bordering on black, contrasting to his tanned skin tone thus indicating a strong European lineage. Broad shoulders create the foundations for a broad chest, well-muscled figure, and large hands. Strong calves are matched by his defined arms, standing at 6’4” and weighing over 200lbs. Not a man of much accessories, all but the addition of a watch upon his left wrist. In any case, Ashcroft is incredibly confident in his own skin, and wouldn’t have it any other way. The male practically oozes confidence and charisma, matched only by a devilish twinkle and a row of pearly dentistry.
Job:
Journalist/Volunteer for Paws & Claws
Persona:
Sebastian is friendly if a not slightly eccentric man, with an easy smile and relaxed character. Head-first, stubborn, and courageous, it’s often a double-edged sword of confidence on his part, causing his heroics to often land him in more trouble than intended. Although his patient and caring personality, Ashcroft is known to be snappy when angered and will continue sulk until it blows over or otherwise forgotten, which is a side-effect of being unable to keep his temper up for long. A fantastic humour gains ground with most people and colleagues, as one of those annoyingly outgoing yet surprisingly likeable figures. Understanding and hardworking, Seb is a shoulder to lean on in moments of need and considerate enough to never pry - but gives advice when asked for an opinion. However, he’s quite perhaps the most non-judgemental person you’d be pleased to meet. A great lover of the classics, especially in literature and film, Ashcroft adores poetry and great masterpieces of written word but finds modern art perhaps the worst thing since 2000’s fashion. Nonetheless, his adaptability and adoration of animals; from spiders to dogs, and snakes to kittens makes him the perfect worker for the rescue centre. Managing to deal with the more feral animals, and often used to help workers create bonds between neglected pets.
Summary:
Sebastian was brought up in a middle class, British household. Born in ‘89 he was the oldest brother of three other sisters, and often fighting to keep the peace between them. The family often kept dogs, brought up around canines of all sizes. His mother was a School Secretary, whilst his father worked as a General Practitioner in the local clinic. Ashcroft began writing during his years of Upper School, after dabbling in the prospect of becoming an author or journalist. Winning a few competitions here and there, before settling on his dream to achieve what he had grown a great passion for.
Attending Winchester University, he gained his Degree in Creative Writing and English Literature, turning his gaze upon an apprenticeship overseas for a high-end magazine after sending in his own articles and building up a portfolio/blog online. By 25, he settled in America. At 26, he finally managed to gain his citizenship - even if repeatedly called Australian by confused Americans trying to decipher his accent.
After writing an article on Paws & Claws, he managed to click with Tchaikovsky - whom he named after the famous Russian composer. Till realising it was hard to shout, and thus shortening it to ‘Chai’. In return for his few weeks of interviews and sights of what went on behind the scenes of the rescue shelter, Sebastian took up a position volunteering. Finding the wonderful satisfaction of helping and giving back to man’s best friends the affection and assistance they needed. No matter the animal, it’s oddly hard to frighten Ashcroft with any sort - which at times has him in charge of the slightly more odd pets found upon the shelter's doorstep.
Pets:
His black labrador - Tchaikovsky (Chai)
A rescue he immediately clicked with, in Paws & Claws.
Other:
- Works from home mostly, in turn making his writers block often assisted by helping around Paws & Claws.
- A hardly noticable scar by his left eye, after having a car door shut on his head at 19.
- Can partially play the piano; to the extent of 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star', which he regards as his biggest achievement this year.
- His exercise regime is partially based on the Royal Marines. Usually does it every day without fail.
- As a University student he took boxing, which he continues to partially dabble in.
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Catharsis
Too Far Gone
All finished characters are accepted
Raptor At Heart
Junior Member
Character Sheet
Name: Jay Wilders
Age: 21
Appearance: (no pic. at the moment…)
Jay is about 1,82m tall and weighs about 80kg. He’s neither skinny nor really muscular but well trained and you can see he’s physically fit.
He has a bright Caucasian skin and dark brown hair without any curls – he usually keeps his hair short in a classic man’s haircut and he doesn’t normally style it. He’s really careful about his looks, making sure he’s well shaven as well.
A bit odd seem his bright grey eyes, as many people seem to expect them to be dark, but he doesn’t mind.
Jay has massive bite-scars on his right leg and right arm - the results of an incident with a dog.
Jay prefers a casually style of dressing, he normally wears beige or brown jeans, brown leather sneakers and some natural coloured T-Shirts. At occasions he prefers an espresso-brown suit with a beige vest, a silken beige tie and a white shirt. Jay’s clothing is normally made of organic material... he’s really into that.
Job: Full-Time Web-Designer and Volunteer at the P&C-Rescue
Persona:
Jay is a really quiet and introverted person. He’s mistrustful as he’s been through some bad years as a kid… nevertheless he’s really creative and enjoys writing stories, painting and other art-related hobbies.
Another thing about him is that Jay is really eco-friendly. He doesn’t own a car and is really into saving energy, organic food and all that comes with that lifestyle.
He’s not a member of any fitness club, but his lifestyle is keeping him fit – with all those bike rides and walks.
Another thing to know about him is that he’s really afraid of heights and gets sick if he’s standing on a chair. He doesn't really like dogs because he's been bitten really bad whe he was child.
Summary:
Jay was born in New York City and grew up normally until he was like 5. Both of his parents died in a car accident two weeks after his birthday. He has been through a number of different foster homes, most of them were overcrowded. He’s got picked on quite often and in three cases there has been physical violence by the foster parents involved. Around the Age of seven he was attacked by some neighbours dog as the neighbour was annoyed by the noise of children playing in the street.
When he turned twelve he was adopted by the nice couple Andy and Elisabeth Wilders from Rhode Island. This time his life changed for the better – they took care of him like they would have cared of a biological son.
Andy and Elisabeth have raised him with strict rules and forgiveness as well and they’ve done a great deal in getting him away from his auto-aggressive behaviour.
Jay has been taking classes in web design at High school and has gotten a job at his adoptive fathers own company. However he didn’t get a gift as he had to start working his way all up from the bottom of the career chain.
Generally he’s content and happy with his life, even though he sometimes feels lonely and wished for a stable relationship. But his character isn’t making it any easier.
Pets: None at the moment but he’d love to adopt 2 cats… he just hasn’t met the right ones yet
Other:
- Jay lives in an apartment with wooden country-style pine furniture. He combines it with bright green and beige accessories.
- Jay is an eco-lover, but he’s neither a vegan nor an extremist
- He’s an arty guy who loves to paint and write stories.
- In his free time he is either working as a volunteer for the Claws & Paws Rescue or he’s working on some fancy upcycling project.
- He’s usually upcycling stuff and creating furniture or other useful daily objects like key ring, boxes to put stuff in it etc.
- He’s selling some of his stuff on is webpage.
- Jay is interested in science - biology and bio-chemistry mainly.
- He reads a lot - mostly before bedtime. Even though he doesn't have a favorite author or style. He practically reads whatever catches his attention.
- Jay enjoys a rathert calm and silent surrounding - as a result he doesn't own a stereo.
- Jays right hand is not fully moveable and he has less strength in it as in his left hand - due to the biting accident.
I hope that's fine. I don't have any picture right now but I've tried to describe him as precisely as I could.
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Love is Love. No matter what sex.
Name:
Anastasia Sokolov
Age:
24
Appearance:
Dark hair and light eyes seems to be the most striking of features. Lucky for Anastasia, she was blessed with dark chocolate brown hair and a pair of unmistakable sky blue eyes, bright enough that it's hard to miss her. Because of her striking contrast in features, not many people guess that she is Russian until she starts talking. Blessed with her mother's good looks, her heart-shaped face is framed by near-symmetrical eyebrows and a long, straight nose. Her full lips are plump, hiding a set of straight, pearly white teeth. Her long and wavy hair drops to the middle of her back, giving her plenty of options when she wants to style it. With a slight tan covering her fair complexion, she has an hourglass figure that seems to work for her 5'3" stature. She may be small, but most of her 112 pound body is muscle, even if she doesn't look it.
Job:
Private Music Teacher/ Volunteer at Paws & Claws
Persona:
Anastasia is the epitome of a hardworking girl that's not afraid to get her hands dirty. If something needs to be cleaned, she has no problem being the one to clean it. Level-headed and considerate, she has no problem telling the truth, no matter how bad, but she does take into consideration other people's feelings, one of the reasons she despises bad news. Anastasia can be on the quiet side, especially first thing in the morning, but she often lightens up once she gets to the center or starts lessons. She loves to smile, and she is quick to laugh at someone's jokes, but her honesty still remains. If she doesn't think it's funny, she won't laugh, but that rarely happens to someone that finds almost everything funny. That being said, she does get angry at times, but who doesn't? When she does, she often has to bite her lip until she get's home and can relieve her anger by playing music, one of the only ways to calm her down. She is one to quickly forgive and forget, not being one to hold a grudge against someone unless what they do is completely unforgivable. She is a very trusting girl, but at the same time, if someone ruins that trust, it's nearly impossible to get it back. Needless to say, she can be your best friend or not care for you at all. However, 99% of the time, she's your friend.
Summary:
Born in Moscow, Russia, Anastasia had a fairly decent life. Her parents were both veterinarians, which is where she got her passion for animals from. When she was three, she began going to work with her parents when she wasn't in school, and when she wasn't there, she was learning how to play guitar. Her love of music came by the time she was four, and she soon began learning more instruments. The summer before her 6th grade year, her family moved to the States because of a job opportunity. The change was especially hard on Anastasia, but music made it easier for her, along with the puppies her parents got her for her birthdays.
Always being good in school, Anastasia eventually graduated at the top of her class and got a full academic scholarship to Eastman School of Music. Four years later, she graduated with her Bachelor's in Music Education, and instead of taking one of the many jobs lined up for her, she pursued a career in teaching private music lessons and has been quite successful at it. Not even a year after she graduated and moved, she began volunteering at Paws & Claws, deciding that she could work with both of her passions rather than just one. At first, it was tough, but she eventually got the hang of things and now juggles music lessons with volunteering quite easily.
Pets:
Snow- A two month old husky, the youngest. She was brought in as an abandoned pup and Anastasia immediately fell in love and recently adopted her. She is one of the sweetest and most playful puppies. She loves play fighting, almost to the point that it can be annoying to the other two, even though they put up with it most of the time. Anastasia is in the middle of training her, and being a smart puppy, she is quick to learn. Soon enough, she'll be as well-behaved as the others. Named after Snow White.
Shadow- A one year old husky. Anastasia took her in after one of her students told her he was selling puppies since his family couldn't afford to take care of them. She is slowly coming out of her puppy phase, so she has her playful moments and her calmer moments. She is often found near Snow, often taking the part of her mother. Named after one of the huskies from Eight Below.
Pascal- The oldest of the three huskies at three years old. He was given to Anastasia for her 21st birthday. He is the most mature of the three, often sticking close to Anastasia when he can. He is wary of strangers, but he is quick to warm up to people, but he does get excited when they go to the center. He didn't like Snow at first, but more often than not, he can be seen watching out for her. Named after the chameleon from Tangled.
Other:
~Knows a variety of instruments, including guitar, piano, violin, cello, and trumpet.
~She has a tattoo on her left side
~She can sing pretty well.
~She has trouble saying no when asked to take an animal in unless it's a spider.
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Too Far Gone
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Boondox
♥TATTØØED B£AST♥
Name:
Tyson Albert Northrup
Age:
26
Appearance:
Job:
Had taken schooling for automotive Service Technician (Mechanic) and he is now working at the shop across the street from Paws&Claws, He's been working there for about 3 years now.
Persona:
Ty is an easy going, laid back man who works his heart out. Honest and true to his word, Tyson is a true man of the outdoors. Tyson is an honest, yet bluntly honest man and doesn't have a very tight restraint on himself when he feels like voicing his opinion. Being an only child, along with trying to help his father run a farm just outside the city limits sign. Tyson tries to persue the "tough guy" look and act however it isn't easy when he is so easily moved by a such simple things. Tyson has a very deep and husky toned voice with a slight country twang to it.
Bio:
Growing up in his old farmhouse, Tyson was raised a hard worker and was often up very early before his school hours to get his farm chores done. Ty was an only child, his mother and father running the show around the farm. Tyson's fathers, father had handed him the family farm when he had passed on and now it was up to his father to bring it through another generation. Every family reunion ever planned was hosted at the farm. However Tyson wasn't to fond of school, he despised going and often tried to attempt missing the school bus to stay home. This continued all through elementary right into his first two years of high school, however the times through then weren't to complex, pretty simple and straight forward. However the second year of highschool was when his father brought home the old 88 Dodge power Ram, the whole reason he fell in love with what he does.
A day after school he had come home to this old, beat up truck that was almost falling apart in front of him, never knowing that it had been kept in an old shed on the far side of the pastures. Lance, Tyson's father turned to him and simply said "You fix it, it's yours" and that was the start to something great. Everyday after school, Tyson had his butt in the driveway, laying under the old hunk of junk trying to figure out everything that could have been going wrong with it. This was back when he was 15 years old. Three years had passed and it was his senior year, a solid three weeks before Prom actually, and the start to his new life. The old truck came roaring to life in the driveway and his father quickly scrambled out from the old farmhouse, waving his ball hat in pure disbelief. Tyson jumped out from the cab of the old truck, covered in grease, oil and many other fluids. He didn't care, That truck was alive.
Before Prom, His father had given him a new paint job on the truck for his graduation present, The shiny old, square body truck a glistening black. After prom, it was straight to secondary school for Ty as he pursued Mechanics. Sure, his father was slightly discouraged but he was relaxed once Tyson had agreed to still run the farm and go along with his Mechanics course. While doing his classes, Tyson had just turned 22 his father's friend had found a young horse who was said to be too wild and untamed to trust. Tyson was afraid but he simply stepped up to the plate an shrugged quietly "I'll work with him" Three years later, Syke is the best mount to Tyson that he could have ever dreamed of, however Syke only listens to Tyson. Upon Ty's 26th birthday that had just passed he adopted a young husky/Malamute that was named "Coon" by the shelter. Tyson often takes him to visit the employee's across the street as Coon normally accompanies him to work, laying on the shop floor lazily as Tyson works away.
Pets:
Lone-stars Glistening Gun
A.K.A- Syke
7 year old Quarter Horse Gelding
Coon
3 year old Husky/Malamute
Other:
His Truck that he built back in highschool
(anything pink on this truck, picture it black)Tyson Albert Northrup
Age:
26
Appearance:
Job:
Had taken schooling for automotive Service Technician (Mechanic) and he is now working at the shop across the street from Paws&Claws, He's been working there for about 3 years now.
Persona:
Ty is an easy going, laid back man who works his heart out. Honest and true to his word, Tyson is a true man of the outdoors. Tyson is an honest, yet bluntly honest man and doesn't have a very tight restraint on himself when he feels like voicing his opinion. Being an only child, along with trying to help his father run a farm just outside the city limits sign. Tyson tries to persue the "tough guy" look and act however it isn't easy when he is so easily moved by a such simple things. Tyson has a very deep and husky toned voice with a slight country twang to it.
Bio:
Growing up in his old farmhouse, Tyson was raised a hard worker and was often up very early before his school hours to get his farm chores done. Ty was an only child, his mother and father running the show around the farm. Tyson's fathers, father had handed him the family farm when he had passed on and now it was up to his father to bring it through another generation. Every family reunion ever planned was hosted at the farm. However Tyson wasn't to fond of school, he despised going and often tried to attempt missing the school bus to stay home. This continued all through elementary right into his first two years of high school, however the times through then weren't to complex, pretty simple and straight forward. However the second year of highschool was when his father brought home the old 88 Dodge power Ram, the whole reason he fell in love with what he does.
A day after school he had come home to this old, beat up truck that was almost falling apart in front of him, never knowing that it had been kept in an old shed on the far side of the pastures. Lance, Tyson's father turned to him and simply said "You fix it, it's yours" and that was the start to something great. Everyday after school, Tyson had his butt in the driveway, laying under the old hunk of junk trying to figure out everything that could have been going wrong with it. This was back when he was 15 years old. Three years had passed and it was his senior year, a solid three weeks before Prom actually, and the start to his new life. The old truck came roaring to life in the driveway and his father quickly scrambled out from the old farmhouse, waving his ball hat in pure disbelief. Tyson jumped out from the cab of the old truck, covered in grease, oil and many other fluids. He didn't care, That truck was alive.
Before Prom, His father had given him a new paint job on the truck for his graduation present, The shiny old, square body truck a glistening black. After prom, it was straight to secondary school for Ty as he pursued Mechanics. Sure, his father was slightly discouraged but he was relaxed once Tyson had agreed to still run the farm and go along with his Mechanics course. While doing his classes, Tyson had just turned 22 his father's friend had found a young horse who was said to be too wild and untamed to trust. Tyson was afraid but he simply stepped up to the plate an shrugged quietly "I'll work with him" Three years later, Syke is the best mount to Tyson that he could have ever dreamed of, however Syke only listens to Tyson. Upon Ty's 26th birthday that had just passed he adopted a young husky/Malamute that was named "Coon" by the shelter. Tyson often takes him to visit the employee's across the street as Coon normally accompanies him to work, laying on the shop floor lazily as Tyson works away.
Pets:
Lone-stars Glistening Gun
A.K.A- Syke
7 year old Quarter Horse Gelding
Coon
3 year old Husky/Malamute
Other:
His Truck that he built back in highschool
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Name:(anything pink on this truck, picture it black)
Tyson Albert Northrup
Age:
26
Appearance:
Job:
Had taken schooling for automotive Service Technician (Mechanic) and he is now working at the shop across the street from Paws&Claws, He's been working there for about 3 years now.
Persona:
Ty is an easy going, laid back man who works his heart out. Honest and true to his word, Tyson is a true man of the outdoors. Tyson is an honest, yet bluntly honest man and doesn't have a very tight restraint on himself when he feels like voicing his opinion. Being an only child, along with trying to help his father run a farm just outside the city limits sign. Tyson tries to persue the "tough guy" look and act however it isn't easy when he is so easily moved by a such simple things. Tyson has a very deep and husky toned voice with a slight country twang to it.
Bio:
Growing up in his old farmhouse, Tyson was raised a hard worker and was often up very early before his school hours to get his farm chores done. Ty was an only child, his mother and father running the show around the farm. Tyson's fathers, father had handed him the family farm when he had passed on and now it was up to his father to bring it through another generation. Every family reunion ever planned was hosted at the farm. However Tyson wasn't to fond of school, he despised going and often tried to attempt missing the school bus to stay home. This continued all through elementary right into his first two years of high school, however the times through then weren't to complex, pretty simple and straight forward. However the second year of highschool was when his father brought home the old 88 Dodge power Ram, the whole reason he fell in love with what he does.
A day after school he had come home to this old, beat up truck that was almost falling apart in front of him, never knowing that it had been kept in an old shed on the far side of the pastures. Lance, Tyson's father turned to him and simply said "You fix it, it's yours" and that was the start to something great. Everyday after school, Tyson had his butt in the driveway, laying under the old hunk of junk trying to figure out everything that could have been going wrong with it. This was back when he was 15 years old. Three years had passed and it was his senior year, a solid three weeks before Prom actually, and the start to his new life. The old truck came roaring to life in the driveway and his father quickly scrambled out from the old farmhouse, waving his ball hat in pure disbelief. Tyson jumped out from the cab of the old truck, covered in grease, oil and many other fluids. He didn't care, That truck was alive.
Before Prom, His father had given him a new paint job on the truck for his graduation present, The shiny old, square body truck a glistening black. After prom, it was straight to secondary school for Ty as he pursued Mechanics. Sure, his father was slightly discouraged but he was relaxed once Tyson had agreed to still run the farm and go along with his Mechanics course. While doing his classes, Tyson had just turned 22 his father's friend had found a young horse who was said to be too wild and untamed to trust. Tyson was afraid but he simply stepped up to the plate an shrugged quietly "I'll work with him" Three years later, Syke is the best mount to Tyson that he could have ever dreamed of, however Syke only listens to Tyson. Upon Ty's 26th birthday that had just passed he adopted a young husky/Malamute that was named "Coon" by the shelter. Tyson often takes him to visit the employee's across the street as Coon normally accompanies him to work, laying on the shop floor lazily as Tyson works away.
Pets:
Lone-stars Glistening Gun
A.K.A- Syke
7 year old Quarter Horse Gelding
Coon
3 year old Husky/Malamute
Other:
His Truck that he built back in highschool
