((Bwa. Sorry for poofing before I made a bio. o3o My dad pulled me out of the room to carve pumpkins then I kinda forgot about this. x3 I guess I'll post a bio now.))
Name: Jasper, only his friends are permitted to call him Jackie, and the humans call him either The Mad Dog or Madog.
Breed: New Guinea Singing Dog
Gender: Male
Looks: He has rusty colored fur, as all New Guinea Singing Dogs do. He has a white stripe going up his muzzle, and black markings around his eyes and mouth. He has a white chest that forms a 'V' shape, his stomach is also white, so are his paws. His left canine is missing, so are some of his claws. Half of his tail is ripped off, and he has three scars going across his back, stopping at his stomach. He has a scar going in a circular motion around each of his legs, he also has two scars going across his muzzle, they look almost identical to the ones on his back, and a scar in the shape of a crescent moon over his left eye. His left ear is also bitten off. He is very muscly, but is getting older as time goes on, and his age is starting to show.
Personality: When he was younger, he was ready to jump into fights. He loved the feeling of victory, the taste of blood on his lips. Now, however, he realizes how evil it is. All he wants is to escape the evil fights, and he feels as if every dog killed in the ring is adding on to his age and frailness. He is calm most of the time, and very serious, like an old war veteran. Sometimes, he has few sparks of humor, but they are very rare. If someone messes with him or his friends, all of his fighting experience comes out in an uncontrollable rage, and he kills anyone near, not recognizing any faces.
History: As soon as he was born he had potential. He beat all of his siblings in the play fights that they had. One day, a man came, and saw him fighting his siblings. He saw potential, and adopted him from the humans that bred him. He was one of the first dogs to ever fight in the ring, and he liked it. All of his battle scars have a story, although telling them all would fill a novel. As he got older, he started to realize how evil everything was. How evil he was. He went through a depressed-like state for a while. He still is forced to fight, and although he doesn't want to, he still does fight, and sometimes kills.
Additional Info: He has a mental condition called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, or PTSD. It makes it so that whenever someone tries to fight him, or he somehow gets reminded of fighting, he goes into a blind fury. He also hallucinates, and thinks he is somewhere else. He will try to kill or seriously injure any living thing around him. He doesn't want to, and doesn't like to, but he just can't control it. This has earned him the nickname The Mad Dog or Madog (Pronounced; Mad Dog), since he seems to go crazy.
Intro: Jasper stared out from his kennel. His cold green eyes staring out at the humans moving around. He listened to the young fighting dogs barking viscously, it sparked up some memories from his teenage years, but he quickly blocked them out, so his PTSD wouldn't bother him. He lied down, resting his muzzle on his paws. His eyes flicked to his paws as he flexed them, sighing as he looked at his blood stained claws, and at the fact that he only had a few of those blood stained claws, the others had either been bitten off or torn off during one of his recent escape attempts. "Somehow.." He growled under his breath. "I will get out of here... And I will make sure that no other Pup will go through what I went through... I swear it."
((o3o I fail.
Oh, and for the rest of Jasper's posts I'm posting him in this color. Since it kinda fits him more. xD))
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