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Bertha Brooks

Post by YinYangHeart on Tue Jan 13, 2015 5:36 pm

--}{-- Bertha Avalon Brooks --}{--

"No matter how far run, or how fast you go....salvation can only be obtained with blood."

--}{-- APPEARANCE --}{--
-WIP

--}{ BASIC INFO. --}{--

||MEANING|| n/a
||ALIAS|| Big Bertha
||AGE|| 11 years (dog), 77 (human)
||GENDER|| Female
||SCENT|| Chenal 5
||S.O.|| Heterosexual
||BREED|| Akita/Rotty Mix
||HEIGHT|| 5'5ft
||WEIGHT|| 134lbs
||VOCALS|| n/a

--}{-- PERSONALITY --}{--

--}{-- THEMES --}{--

--}{-- HEALTH --}{--

[X] Normal
[ ] Injured
[ ] Sick
[ ] Pregnant

--SCARS--

--MENTAL ILLNESS--

--}{-- ITEMS --}{--
-WIP-

--}{-- STATISTICS --}{--

||STRENGTH|| XXXXXX
||SPEED|| XXXXXX
||STAMINA|| XXXXXX
||FLEXIBILITY|| XXXXXX
||ENDURANCE|| XXXXXX
||PAIN TOLERANCE|| XXXXXX
||INTELLIGENCE|| XXXXXX
||SANITY|| XXXXXX

--}{-- LINEAGE --}{--

||PATRIARCH|| Brutone Noel Brooks
||MATRIARCH|| Yua Nobuyuki
||KIN|| Carmen Brooks
||INTEREST|| -
||MATE|| Nocere Vesanus (Hurt)
||SPAWN|| Logan, Jericho, Karma
||ADOPTED|| Boa
||ACQUAINTANCES|| Gilroy
||COMRADES|| Many
||DISLIKES|| n/a

--}{-- ORGANIZATION --}{--

||LEGION|| Sanguine Arena
||MONARCH|| n/a
||RESPECTS|| n/a
||METIER|| Retired Legend
||ASPIRATION|| n/a
||PREVIOUS|| n/a

--}{-- HISTORY --}{--

Born and raised in the Bronx of NYC. As a young teen, she was brutally trained by her father, a pure breed Rottweiler fighting champ named Brutone. Since 'pup-hood', she had face many challenges and beaten many challengers. But the life of a blood-thirsty fighter was not the life Bertha wished for. At age 2 (14 in human years), she confronted her father and threatened to leave the Sanguine arena and end her fighting lifestyle forever. To her shock, her father complied…but with a price. In his blind rage, Brutone lashed at his growing progeny. After a gruesome beating, Bertha’s world faded to the black. When she awoke, crimson seeped from her visage, coating her sight as well. Before her, stood a large obsidian painted demon with a crimson dripping dagger clamped in his jaws. Below him, her father’s carcass. “..W-who are you..” was all she could whisper before darkness took over once more; but before losing conscious, she does manage to hear one name. "Hurt."
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