Post by danielle on Jun 22, 2011 13:27:59 GMT -8
Quote: “I don’t know what happened to me. But I’m still as gorgeous as ever, so it can’t have been too bad!”
Name: Collette
Alias: N/A
Age: 15 (dog years)
Film/Show/Game/Book/Comic: Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp’s Adventure
Species: Dog (Cocker Spaniel/mutt cross)
Height: 9 inches
Weight: 5lbs
Basic Appearance: (prior to the changes) Like her sisters, Collette has honey-coloured fur, darker ears, and lighter chest, paws, muzzle and head-stripe. Her ears are longer than either of her sisters’, and are always perfectly groomed. Her dark brown eyes resemble her mother’s. She wears a red collar with a gold tag.
Mutations: Her fur is noticeably a couple of shades darker, her eyes have become a bloodshot red colour, and her claws are longer, but aside from that, Collette appears to have suffered no ill effects. Her genetic makeup, however, has been tampered with, although the effects of this are as of yet unknown.
Picture: (prior to the changes) (In the middle)
Personality: To put it simply, Collette is undeniably prissy and material. She wants the best of everything, and is shallow and can be spiteful – seeming, in fact to have a stereotypical popular girl attitude. She is beautiful – even in spite of the changes –, and is not afraid to show that she knows it.
And she HATES getting even the slightest bit dirty.
Enemies: Left for RP
Allies: Ringleader, left for RP
Family: Annette, Danielle, Scamp (siblings), Lady and Tramp (parents), Angel (adopted sister)
Role: Circus Mascot
History: Collette is one of Lady and Tramp’s puppies, the ‘princess’ of the family, pampered and perfect – and prissy. She never got along with her brother Scamp, although even she began to miss him when he ran away, although when he returned not too long after, things between them returned to the way they had always been.
Collette’s nightmare began on what seemed like an ordinary day. She and Annette had headed out into the town on something of a ‘guy hunt’ – after all, now that Scamp had that Angel girl, why shouldn’t they seek out romantic interests for themselves? – when they were scooped up by a man they couldn’t see. Instead of being taken to the pound, as they had expected, the two cocker crosses were instead shipped off to the circus, where they were separated. Collette was rendered unconscious, and recalls next to nothing of the following process, although it’s widely rumoured that she was experimented on just as Annette was, but the mutations didn’t take.
This is not the truth, however, but the gap in Collette’s memory prevents her from realising this. Unlike the others, it was Collette’s mind – more than her body – that was tampered with, to make her into a perfect circus mascot. Most of the cocker’s memories – at least, those of her home and family – have been, if not wiped, then locked away in the deepest part of her own mind, a mind which has been twisted to the point where she honestly cannot see the wrong in what the circus is doing. She is now the Ringleader’s personal pet, and the circus mascot.
Sample Post: Collette yawned, stretched, and shook out her long fluffy ears. Another fine day in the circus, the cocker decided as she looked around the ringleader’s undeniably well-appointed quarters. The woman herself wasn’t around – probably supervising one of the rare early-morning performances – so Collette took her time rising from her soft basket. Her nails clicked on the tiled floor as she finally rose and crossed the room towards her bowl – a minor irritant, that they’d grown this long, but there was nothing to be done about it.
*click-click-click*
In fact, those long claws were about the only thing that spoiled her perfect life here. She was treated like the princess she deserved to be here – much better than she’d ever been back at… home…
…
Home…? Where was her real home? Collette paused halfway across the room. She had had a different home and family once, she knew that much… but any memory of them escaped her. The reason for that was an on-going puzzle for the young cocker, but she never chose to dwell on it for long; it certainly was no comparison to where she was now. Shrugging off the concerns, Collette resumed her journey across the floor, claws clicking softly again.
Her life here was flawless. Perfect. Why bother worrying about a past she could never return to?
Satisfied by that reasoning, Collette lowered her muzzle to the polished bowl and began to eat.
Full meals; a bath every single day; no siblings to share the spotlight with… life didn’t get much better than this.
Name: Collette
Alias: N/A
Age: 15 (dog years)
Film/Show/Game/Book/Comic: Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp’s Adventure
Species: Dog (Cocker Spaniel/mutt cross)
Height: 9 inches
Weight: 5lbs
Basic Appearance: (prior to the changes) Like her sisters, Collette has honey-coloured fur, darker ears, and lighter chest, paws, muzzle and head-stripe. Her ears are longer than either of her sisters’, and are always perfectly groomed. Her dark brown eyes resemble her mother’s. She wears a red collar with a gold tag.
Mutations: Her fur is noticeably a couple of shades darker, her eyes have become a bloodshot red colour, and her claws are longer, but aside from that, Collette appears to have suffered no ill effects. Her genetic makeup, however, has been tampered with, although the effects of this are as of yet unknown.
Picture: (prior to the changes) (In the middle)
Personality: To put it simply, Collette is undeniably prissy and material. She wants the best of everything, and is shallow and can be spiteful – seeming, in fact to have a stereotypical popular girl attitude. She is beautiful – even in spite of the changes –, and is not afraid to show that she knows it.
And she HATES getting even the slightest bit dirty.
Enemies: Left for RP
Allies: Ringleader, left for RP
Family: Annette, Danielle, Scamp (siblings), Lady and Tramp (parents), Angel (adopted sister)
Role: Circus Mascot
History: Collette is one of Lady and Tramp’s puppies, the ‘princess’ of the family, pampered and perfect – and prissy. She never got along with her brother Scamp, although even she began to miss him when he ran away, although when he returned not too long after, things between them returned to the way they had always been.
Collette’s nightmare began on what seemed like an ordinary day. She and Annette had headed out into the town on something of a ‘guy hunt’ – after all, now that Scamp had that Angel girl, why shouldn’t they seek out romantic interests for themselves? – when they were scooped up by a man they couldn’t see. Instead of being taken to the pound, as they had expected, the two cocker crosses were instead shipped off to the circus, where they were separated. Collette was rendered unconscious, and recalls next to nothing of the following process, although it’s widely rumoured that she was experimented on just as Annette was, but the mutations didn’t take.
This is not the truth, however, but the gap in Collette’s memory prevents her from realising this. Unlike the others, it was Collette’s mind – more than her body – that was tampered with, to make her into a perfect circus mascot. Most of the cocker’s memories – at least, those of her home and family – have been, if not wiped, then locked away in the deepest part of her own mind, a mind which has been twisted to the point where she honestly cannot see the wrong in what the circus is doing. She is now the Ringleader’s personal pet, and the circus mascot.
Sample Post: Collette yawned, stretched, and shook out her long fluffy ears. Another fine day in the circus, the cocker decided as she looked around the ringleader’s undeniably well-appointed quarters. The woman herself wasn’t around – probably supervising one of the rare early-morning performances – so Collette took her time rising from her soft basket. Her nails clicked on the tiled floor as she finally rose and crossed the room towards her bowl – a minor irritant, that they’d grown this long, but there was nothing to be done about it.
*click-click-click*
In fact, those long claws were about the only thing that spoiled her perfect life here. She was treated like the princess she deserved to be here – much better than she’d ever been back at… home…
…
Home…? Where was her real home? Collette paused halfway across the room. She had had a different home and family once, she knew that much… but any memory of them escaped her. The reason for that was an on-going puzzle for the young cocker, but she never chose to dwell on it for long; it certainly was no comparison to where she was now. Shrugging off the concerns, Collette resumed her journey across the floor, claws clicking softly again.
Her life here was flawless. Perfect. Why bother worrying about a past she could never return to?
Satisfied by that reasoning, Collette lowered her muzzle to the polished bowl and began to eat.
Full meals; a bath every single day; no siblings to share the spotlight with… life didn’t get much better than this.
