Dog Star ((OOC, Casting.))

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This is a proposal for a long form serial story with a beginning middle and end. The cast should run from about 4-5 detailed, creative writers. The premise is a slight twist on "Neko" mythology set in a sci-fi universe.

The protagonist will be an antiheroic Pimp, who is of a dog species on a dog planet. These creatures are not lycans or werewolves, rather they are dog/human hybrids which carry characteristics from both races. Our main character owns a harem of 2-3 neko/kittygirls from a distant planet. Nekos are rare on the dog world and generally regarded with distain or used as (Nonsexual) slaves. Breeding with the inferior race of cat people is taboo in the extreme, especially in this elite culture where "Breeding" determines social status. Laws prohibit neko from giving birth to a mixed race litter, to even conceive outside of the home race is punishable by jail time or execution.

The Antagonist will be a high ruler in the canine royalty, pure breed and the very idea of the citizenry paying for sex with neko women challenges the very structure he represents. S/he may employ a vast army of NPC enforcers to defend his honor and preserve his rule.

The Girls who are under their pimp, benefactor and provider also serve as his bodyguards. Each is skilled in martial arts and would gladly die to protect their Master. They know that there is no way back to their old world, and if abandoned on this foreign world they would be killed before long. Not to mention the constant threat of murder from their Pimp who has named them after articles of clothing he intends to make from them, should they ever try to stand against him.

Name: Big Daddy Sweets

Age: 27 (I'll use human life spans to avoid violating Lit TOS)

Height: 6'7"

Weight: 277 lbs.

Breed: Mutt

Appearance: Attached.

Bio: Born of mixed breed, Sweets was predetermined to be a member of the serving class, never moving beyond his place. Sweets never took kindly to following orders, therefore he did poorly at his duties of serving the pure-breeds. Instead he invested his time and efforts into escaping the constraints of Cannus-Omega's rigidly controlled society. An old space ship was the only connection Sweets ever had to his absentee father.

Eventually, Sweets succeeded in repairing the old ship and set about a mission to explore the vast reaches of the galaxy. His travels, far beyond the realm of Cannus-Omega's forbidden space, brought him great wealth and invaluable knowledge of the greater universe. He made a fortune in black market trade and eventually captured a handful of lost neko girls who came to depend upon him and he exploits for personal and financial gain.

Attitude: Sweets follows no law besides the law of his own opinion. He recognizes no authority besides his own and never takes kindly to being told what to do. He provides a service to the people of his home world, and doesn't let anyone else mess with or tell him how to run his business. He is harsh with his girls, but deep down loves and depends upon them all.
 
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((Totally wants in on this but hasn't the time to put up a profile at the moment... May I preclaim one of your fuzzballs?))

((Erk. That came out wrong.))
 
((Totally wants in on this but hasn't the time to put up a profile at the moment... May I preclaim one of your fuzzballs?))

((Erk. That came out wrong.))

Guess what. You're in!

Your reputation precedes you lily. I'd like you to play "Mittens" BDS' alpha sub. If you're comfortable with that role of course.

;)
 
Name: Luna May "Scarf"

Age: 20

Height: 5;3

Weight: 120

Breed: Neko

Appearance: http://i29.tinypic.com/118oze8.jpg

Bio: Luna was born to Marie May and Jay May, he of course was human. They loved there daughter very much. But when there is an accident. The accident still shakes her up, thinking about it. The village they lived in was small, and only a handful of people lived there. But when the great fires came, everyone died, but not Luna.

She had no home any more so she decided to go out on her own. But she didn't really have a choice. As she grew older she used her body as a weapon. She was very gifted, a memory that could mimic people. When it came to her fighting, she had a Jukendo on her hip. She used the marital art of Kendo, using a weapon to protect herself with. She looks for a place to settle down, at least she thought.

She wants to belong

Unfortunately she met a man who she knows as Big Daddy Sweets. She no longer had any will, she did as she was told.

Attitude: She can be nice but also a bitch, she enjoys screwing with peoples lives. But she can also be very sweet and loving, she hides the kind side of herself. She is afraid to allow anyone to get to know her.
 
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Looks good Mayu! Welcome.

Just a few notes... The story will pick up into a developed relationship between Big Daddy Sweets and his girls, she will have already been rebranded as "Scarf" but may still have some of that rebellion left in her if you desire.

Also, she would most likely be born of two nekos rather than a human and a cat. Her home world would likely have never heard of humans before.

Welcome!
 
Ok i will fix the bio, ive never played a neko so ty for pointing that out for me :)

I fixed it
 
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Name: Mittens.
(Used to be... Lyka, or something like that....)

Age: "Big Daddy says I'm old enough to know not to bitch. Does that count?"
(Equivalent to 20)

Personality: A little slow at times, but does her best to keep up on what's important- What Big Daddy needs. Whether it's a drink, someone's ass kicked, sex, or a "big motherfuckin' gun", she tries to provide. She's protective of him, but only because she knows its a higher chance of saving her own hide (literally) if he's around. Anyone who gets in his face should be ready for a petite furball to introduce claws in uncomfortable places.

Bio:
Mittens was a stray. A runaway, sneaking onto a transport ship from her own world to what she thought was someplace better. Was she ever wrong. She had barely made it off the trading ship when she was found by Big Daddy, hauled up by her tail from behind crate boxes. She wailed and begged, promising to do anything if he didn't kill her.

Must be he liked that deal. She's still alive, but sometimes- Sometimes she wonders if that deal was such a good idea.

He seemed to like the color of her fur, noting how much she liked to preen... and how much he'd have to wash his mittens when he had to kill her for taking so damn long.

(Her style of clothing is far different than the pic- Mainly leftovers from the women BDS has slept with or what she's stolen to cover at least some of her "shame".)

Fighting style & weapon of choice: Wushu, with Judge's Pens
 
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Name: Mittens.
(Used to be... Lyka, or something like that....)

Age: "Big Daddy says I'm old enough to know not to bitch. Does that count?"
(Equivalent to 20)

Personality: A little slow at times, but does her best to keep up on what's important- What Big Daddy needs. Whether it's a drink, someone's ass kicked, sex, or a "big motherfuckin' gun", she tries to provide. She's protective of him, but only because she knows its a higher chance of saving her own hide (literally) if he's around. Anyone who gets in his face should be ready for a petite furball to introduce claws in uncomfortable places.

Bio:
Mittens was a stray. A runaway, sneaking onto a transport ship from her own world to what she thought was someplace better. Was she ever wrong. She had barely made it off the trading ship when she was found by Big Daddy, hauled up by her tail from behind crate boxes. She sailed and begged, promising to do anything if he didn't kill her.

Must be he liked that deal. She's still alive, but sometimes- Sometimes she wonders if that deal was such a good idea.

He seemed to like the color of her fur, noting how much she liked to preen... and how much he'd have to wash his mittens when he had to kill her for taking so damn long.

(Her style of clothing is far different than the pic- Mainly leftovers from the women BDS has slept with or what she's stolen to cover at least some of her "shame".)

It's absolutely perfect lily! Welcome.
 
I like your bio Lily, yours is much better then my own
 
I've never done an rp like this, but would be willing to give it a shot as the villain, it's been too long since I've indulged those tendancies.
 
I've never done an rp like this, but would be willing to give it a shot as the villain, it's been too long since I've indulged those tendancies.

Hm, I've got C_T looking at the Dog-Planet ruler. But I'm sure he wouldn't be mad at some more help on that side.

Perhaps you're a member of the military police who secretly accepts bribes of the flesh in exchange for amnesty?

Gives you plenty of opportunity to have the hot and heavy, but also turn around and be the bad cop when things get more urgent.

I dunno, just thoughts. Submit a bio and I'll let you know.
 
CT does good work. Let me ruminate, get some creative juices flowing and see what I can come up with.
 
Name: Rexxar (God have mercy on you if you call him Rex)

Age: 25

Appearance:Click and find out

Height: 6'9

Breed: Predominantly Rottweiler, but there's something else in the mix

Personality: You really wouldn't want to meet Rexxar, and not just in a dark alley.

Fighting Style: Rexxar isn't an expert on intricate techniques, but he isn't a straight ahead brawler either. His style is somewhat akin to a hurricane, fighting standing, on the ground, armed, unarmed, it doesn't matter too much to him. Despite his size he's very quick, strong, and thrives on combat. His training spans multiple disciplines, but doesn't master any, knowing enough from each to avoid dangerous situations and fight others out of their element. He's competent with a variety of weaponry, but hasn't yet found something that gives him a true advantage.

Bio: While the notion that breeding determines what you'll be in life is so ingrained into the culture of Cannus-Omega's culture you'd need to autopsy it to remove it, that hasn't stopped experimentation. While the pure breeds rule and mixed breeds are tested for aptitudes, various rulers have at times experimented with cross breeding to find the ideal mixtures for jobs. The poor Border Collies were having difficulty remaining pure their work ethic was so sought after. Rexxar was an experiment, he didn't know what exactly, but he looked enough like a Rottweiler to pass himself off. His breed was to be soldiers, police officers, basically any kind of grunt work. Most of his contemporaries didn't last too long, they tended to kill each other before their eyes opened. A little bit of something else, Labrador probably, provided Rexxar with self restraint, and intelligence, but did virtually nothing for the aggression. This breed also suffers from a voracious sexual appetite, but Rexxar has hidden this trait from his superiors. Now a member of the secret police, his job seems to be tracking down prostitutes, revolutionaries, basically anything that no one would miss if he decided to vent his aggression on them.

(Comments, criticisms, and suggestions of course welcome.)
 
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Name: Rexxar (God have mercy on you if you call him Rex)

Age: 25

Appearance:Click and find out

Breed: Predominantly Rottweiler, but there's something else in the mix

Personality: You really wouldn't want to meet Rexxar, and not just in a dark alley.

Bio: While the notion that breeding determines what you'll be in life is so ingrained into the culture of Cannus-Omega's culture you'd need to autopsy it to remove it, that hasn't stopped experimentation. While the pure breeds rule and mixed breeds are tested for aptitudes, various rulers have at times experimented with cross breeding to find the ideal mixtures for jobs. The poor Border Collies were having difficulty remaining pure their work ethic was so sought after. Rexxar was an experiment, he didn't know what exactly, but he looked enough like a Rottweiler to pass himself off. His breed was to be soldiers, police officers, basically any kind of grunt work. Most of his contemporaries didn't last too long, they tended to kill each other before their eyes opened. A little bit of something else, Labrador probably, provided Rexxar with self restraint, and intelligence, but did virtually nothing for the aggression. This breed also suffers from a voracious sexual appetite, but Rexxar has hidden this trait from his superiors. Now a member of the secret police, his job seems to be tracking down prostitutes, revolutionaries, basically anything that no one would miss if he decided to vent his aggression on them.

(Comments, criticisms, and suggestions of course welcome.)

I like it a lot! Welcome!

As far as I can see, it looks to fit with what I had in mind perfectly.
 
another thread I look forward to reading!!!! *hops up and down*
 
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