Post by ♥Frankie on Aug 11, 2008 20:18:18 GMT -5
[+]There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
[ coma: ]
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself[+]
They Call Me;;Coma White or just Coma
I Have Breathed;;Three Years
I Am A;;Femmice
The Breed Is;;White German Shepherd
I Am Far From Pretty;;
I am told I am beautiful,but I don't believe it..I have a stark white coat,almost paled in comparison to the snows I was born in.My body is lithe,but without much muscle despite the muscle on my legs.I have pale,almost color-less blue eyes.I've got a white nose,white pawpads,white talons.Incase you've not guessed,I'm an albino of my breed.I stay to the shadows where I sneak like a spectre,because the sun isn't very kind on my eyes and white-pigmented skin.I walk with my head held low,my eyes focused only on the ground infront of me.Shame,coursing through this large body.I am at the peak of 24" at the top of the shoulder,and I weigh around 66 or so pounds.I am not as shaggy as most German Shepherds,I have a short coat that is thick against my body,giving me a bit of a snowflake appearance.
Beautiful On The Inside;;
I am not a very agressive dog,but don't get me wrong,you attack me,and I'll beat your ass to the ground.Otherwise,I'm a generally lonesome pooch,I stay with only myself,and don't usually keep near other dogs.I prefer to live my life for me,rather than for a Clan,but mabey someday..I am a quite likeable dog if you get to know me.That doesn't happen often,though.I wasn't even known in NYC,I had no friends,no lover,no whelps,nothing.I stayed in an rarely ventured to alley and only left in the darkness of the night to hunt for small things like rabbits in the woods and the large rats in the alleys.I didn't beg for food,only when I was really,really sickly.I've always been a sickly pup,ever since I was little,that might be why I am so shy.I'm not one for males,and I get along better with females..well I suppose I would,I really don't know.I love pups,because they don't judge like adults do.They may ask awkward questions,but I am more than willing to awnser them.I am easy-going,I don't get my fur ruffled about just anything.I usually will steer clear of a fight,unless a friend is in that fight,then I'll come to their aid.
A Coma To Suffer In;;
I have a past full of sickness,pain,and hate.My mother was a forcebred white GSD who was already a horribly abused bitch.She had been beaten by her master until she had managed to escape,only to be raped by this stupid male.At least he was the same breed..and color.Amazing how fate works,huh?Well,there was three of us born that winter,myself and my brother and sister.My brother died soon after birth of hypothermia,and my sister and I only just barely survived that winter.By spring,it was obvious I was different,as soon as my eyes opened,my sister with her amber eyes,and me with my clear-blue eyes made it obvious that I was albino,as was my white nose,white pawpads,and white talons,even white-pigmented skin.I was kept in the makeshift den in the hollow under a tree in the woods where I was born while my sister was taught to hunt and other fun things.I finally ventured out,and the sun make my skin very uncomfortable,and it hurt my eyes.It took me many tries to even be able to withstand the heat and light.
When we were six months old,my sister and I,we ventured into the city,NYC to be exact.Sadly,my sister didn't make it home.She was caught and killed by a male in the city.When I came home alone,my mother was so upset,she attacked me,throwing me to the ground and nearly killing me.I was already a big girl by then,and my mother was malnourished and underweight.I killed her.And that is all I remember of the next months.It was foggy,so foggy in my memory.I slept most of the time.It was like being in a coma,but being fully awake at the same time.I was called Snow White,until this point.I began to call myself,Coma White.Or just,Coma.I eat only when my body threatened to collapse,and drank,and slept much the same way.
When I was a year and a half,I finally fully came out of this "coma" state.I moved on with my life,and began to roam the city,picking and alley that dogs and humans rarely went into,and slep there.I hunted still in the woods as I taught myself,and was taught by my sister.I was still calling myself Coma White.I fell into another one of these states,mixed along with depression when I was two years old.I guess it was lack of companionship.Or mabey just a pain that I couldn't save my sister,and killed my mother.Or a mixture of all three of those things.
Whatever the reason,from two to two and a half,I was stuck in a living coma state.At two and a half years,a dog catcher caught me and tossed me in a small metal cage,I was given some sort of pill that made me sleep,and soon enough I was in this city that I now call home.I wander,a loner,and keep to the darkest parts of the streets and alleyways.I have let my life be so wasted,and now I need to find myself some reason to keep on living.So here I am...take me as I am..
A Clan?;;None
A Rank?;;Loner
A Mate For A Spectre;;No Mate
Whelps?;;None