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| Status: | Wagey |
| Location: | Phoenix |
| Zodiac: | cancer |
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My dogs are all rescued from the shelter system which I am a huge supporter of. Please spay and neuter your pets and kill your local backyard breeder.
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Homer [Homie, Gay Homer]Breed:Chihuahua LVL:32 Class: Bomber
Held Item: Bomb Charm
; a stylish accessory which allows the wearer to survive with 1hp when exploded by a bomb.
Weapon: Dynamite
, Grenade
, Big Bomb
Special: [Diseased
] Pemphigus [Status: Remission
] [-2] to all actions when flaring. [-1] when performing actions in direct sunlight.
Background: Rescued from streets. Timid, but confident when with his friends. Autistic and homosexual.
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Baja Blast [BB, BBWawa, Biwa] Breed:Chihuahua LVL:53 Class: Swordsdog
Held Item: Ring Of Nonchalance
; a ring that allows the wearer to speak bluntly and remain detached.
Weapon: Sword
- Opponents recieve a [-2] to initiative when within 5ft of your cool sword.
Special: [Condition] Allergies (seasonal varient) [status: calm] Inflicts [itchy] condition at random times.
Background: A shelter dog sentenced to die for a deformity. After being taken in, she summoned the willpower to overcome her conditition in return for her new mother's kindness.
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Laika [Laika-Bean, Bean(y), LB] Breed: Shepard LVL: 34 Class: Rougue
Held Item: Coward's Shovel
; a tool which allows quick underground escape when necessary.
Weapom: Knife(x6)![]()
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Special: Anxiety; [-3] to initiative at random times.
Background: After her Sensei, Pepper, passed away, LB went into a training in order to hone her abilities. LB has displayed advanced apptitude for speed and dexterity, making her a formidable opponent in play.
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In Loving Memory of Pepper


Her Grave, Mary Oliver
"...she roved ahead of me through the fields, yet would come back, or
wait for me, or be somewhere.
Now she is buried under the pines.
Nor will I argue it, or pray for anything but modesty, and
not to be angry.
Through the trees is the sound of the wind, palavering
The smell of the pine needles, what is it but a taste
of the infallible energies?
How strong was her dark body!
How apt is her grave place.
How beautiful is her unshakable sleep.
Finally,
the slick mountains of love break
over us."



⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧I love you Peppy, thank you for being my best friend. Rest well, my beautiful girl!⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧




