Post by Sabor on Aug 27, 2017 6:02:01 GMT
Buster
Known Aliases: King of the Junkyard Dogs
Rank: Peacekeeper
Alignment: Freedom Fighters
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Personality:
Possessive, selfish, and arrogant, Buster sees himself as a natural leader. He tends towards the straightforward but certainly isn't above subterfuge when it suits him, manipulating those around him to get to whatever goal suits him at the moment.
Backstory:
Buster was born as a junkyard dog, though he was originally the property of a scrapper. He was meant to keep the yard clear of people -- mostly scrap thieves and rowdy kids. The job kept Buster relatively fit and spry, but as most rowdy puppies do he decided that freedom was more to his tastes.
Teaming up with another pup Buster found himself enjoying the good life, stealing food and causing trouble wherever and whenever he pleased. There was no couple greater than Buster and the Tramp and for a few years no picnic or chicken coop could be considered safe. Of course, Buster had no way of knowing that the affection was more one-sided than not... To the Tramp he was just another fling, a fun side game. He'd never cared when his scruffy mutt wandered off with whatever girl of the week he had an eye on. Bitches were just good for that one pasttime, but Buster? He was a partner. But then none of them were hoity-toity ladies of the upper crust.
After losing the Tramp to 'love' Buster formed a gang that held him as the sole leader, picking up stray after stray in order to fuel his badly damaged ego. Not even revenge was able to soothe the wounds of his soul -- not that the revenge worked out very well in the end.
After all that Buster was still alone. No gang, no family. Just some war that would get him out of the town that had turned him into a walking joke.
Known Family:
None.
Rank: Peacekeeper
Alignment: Freedom Fighters
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Personality:
Possessive, selfish, and arrogant, Buster sees himself as a natural leader. He tends towards the straightforward but certainly isn't above subterfuge when it suits him, manipulating those around him to get to whatever goal suits him at the moment.
Backstory:
Buster was born as a junkyard dog, though he was originally the property of a scrapper. He was meant to keep the yard clear of people -- mostly scrap thieves and rowdy kids. The job kept Buster relatively fit and spry, but as most rowdy puppies do he decided that freedom was more to his tastes.
Teaming up with another pup Buster found himself enjoying the good life, stealing food and causing trouble wherever and whenever he pleased. There was no couple greater than Buster and the Tramp and for a few years no picnic or chicken coop could be considered safe. Of course, Buster had no way of knowing that the affection was more one-sided than not... To the Tramp he was just another fling, a fun side game. He'd never cared when his scruffy mutt wandered off with whatever girl of the week he had an eye on. Bitches were just good for that one pasttime, but Buster? He was a partner. But then none of them were hoity-toity ladies of the upper crust.
After losing the Tramp to 'love' Buster formed a gang that held him as the sole leader, picking up stray after stray in order to fuel his badly damaged ego. Not even revenge was able to soothe the wounds of his soul -- not that the revenge worked out very well in the end.
After all that Buster was still alone. No gang, no family. Just some war that would get him out of the town that had turned him into a walking joke.
Known Family:
None.
