Post by Dipstick on Apr 13, 2011 13:07:11 GMT -5
I know I know, I haven't played here in so long that I've lost Dipstick. But but but I ALWAYS WANTED TO PLAY BUSTER.
Disney Name: Buster
Human Name: Bruce (he still goes by Buster quite a lot though... calls it a gang moniker)
Age: 26
Human Hair Color: Dark brown
Human Eye Color: Dark brown
Human Appearance: Muscular, strong, with a good physique and a handsome, chiseled face. He looks like a typical gangster, with a sleeveless shirt, chains around his neck and black pants. Short, practical buzz cut and a stud in his left ear.
Disney Character Picture: www.animationsource.org/sites_content/lady_the_tramp/upload/fanchars/pic_detail4c568a80e0c4c.png
Human Form Picture: s11.bdbphotos.com/images/orig/c/c/cck53f5mzox1m5o5.jpg
Celebrity Face Claim: Robert Maschio (I have no idea why but I picture Buster looking like The Todd with punk clothes..)
Personality: Scheming, cocky, resourceful, and vengeful. Buster took it on the chin when he suddenly found he'd lost his fur, claws and fangs in favor of an upright stance and hairless ape hands. Awesome new tools he could use to his advantage.
Likes: Being human, wielding guns, committing crimes, living on the streets, being the leader of a gang
Dislikes: The fact that he doesn't HAVE a gang yet, that he has no money, no home and no means of getting money....at least not legally
Occupation: He's a thief and a criminal and quite enjoys it.
History: Once a rough and tumble happy-to-be-collarless Doberman-Rottweiler mix, Buster made the most of his life as a stray by pointing claw and laughing at the collared set, stealing whatever food he could find and enjoying his "mansion" of junk while bossing around his lackeys. That all changed when Scamp came into his life. Scamp, the son of the Tramp who had once been Buster's amigo, a clumsy, naive little pup who only wanted a taste of a walk on the wild side.
When his despicable antics left him alone and abandoned in the junkyard, trapped under a pile of junk, Buster thought it was over. He couldn't escape, he was trapped like an animal and down for the count. He spent the night in miserable dejection, trying to sleep and not being able to.
What happened next was a shock, but not an unpleasant one. Somehow he found himself on a street corner, standing on two legs with no fur and human rags in its place. At first he marveled at his hands like an idiot, fascinated by their dexterity. So this is what it felt like to be human. Human. He was human. Humans could do all kinds of things a dog couldn't do, and now he was gonna get to do them. He could hold weapons, he could throw punches, he could hold things and eat without having to pick it up in his mouth first. Yes, yes, this would do just fine. This would be awesome.
Sample Post:
He walked casually, slowly, with his hands deep in his pockets. Clutching the brand new pocket knife hidden there, along with a bag of potato chips and a candy bar. Candy, something else he thoroughly enjoyed. Chocolate was like twenty dog treats rolled into one and dipped in turkey dressing. It was heaven.
As he stepped over the threshold to leave the store, an alarm blared. The cashier snapped his head up in alarm and began to walk toward him. "Hey.. hey!! What do you got there?!"
Buster said nothing, just began to back away slowly. "Hey, wait a minute! Whatever you got you gotta pay for it!! Hey!! Come back here!!" Buster took a few more steps backwards before bolting outright.
"HEY!!! SHOPLIFTER!!!" The cashier was screaming, throwing his head out the door. But Buster was already across the street and running away. In the distance he could hear the sirens blaring, the human fuzz was after him. No way they were gonna catch him this time. Laughing, he ran even faster.
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Disney Name: Buster
Human Name: Bruce (he still goes by Buster quite a lot though... calls it a gang moniker)
Age: 26
Human Hair Color: Dark brown
Human Eye Color: Dark brown
Human Appearance: Muscular, strong, with a good physique and a handsome, chiseled face. He looks like a typical gangster, with a sleeveless shirt, chains around his neck and black pants. Short, practical buzz cut and a stud in his left ear.
Disney Character Picture: www.animationsource.org/sites_content/lady_the_tramp/upload/fanchars/pic_detail4c568a80e0c4c.png
Human Form Picture: s11.bdbphotos.com/images/orig/c/c/cck53f5mzox1m5o5.jpg
Celebrity Face Claim: Robert Maschio (I have no idea why but I picture Buster looking like The Todd with punk clothes..)
Personality: Scheming, cocky, resourceful, and vengeful. Buster took it on the chin when he suddenly found he'd lost his fur, claws and fangs in favor of an upright stance and hairless ape hands. Awesome new tools he could use to his advantage.
Likes: Being human, wielding guns, committing crimes, living on the streets, being the leader of a gang
Dislikes: The fact that he doesn't HAVE a gang yet, that he has no money, no home and no means of getting money....at least not legally
Occupation: He's a thief and a criminal and quite enjoys it.
History: Once a rough and tumble happy-to-be-collarless Doberman-Rottweiler mix, Buster made the most of his life as a stray by pointing claw and laughing at the collared set, stealing whatever food he could find and enjoying his "mansion" of junk while bossing around his lackeys. That all changed when Scamp came into his life. Scamp, the son of the Tramp who had once been Buster's amigo, a clumsy, naive little pup who only wanted a taste of a walk on the wild side.
When his despicable antics left him alone and abandoned in the junkyard, trapped under a pile of junk, Buster thought it was over. He couldn't escape, he was trapped like an animal and down for the count. He spent the night in miserable dejection, trying to sleep and not being able to.
What happened next was a shock, but not an unpleasant one. Somehow he found himself on a street corner, standing on two legs with no fur and human rags in its place. At first he marveled at his hands like an idiot, fascinated by their dexterity. So this is what it felt like to be human. Human. He was human. Humans could do all kinds of things a dog couldn't do, and now he was gonna get to do them. He could hold weapons, he could throw punches, he could hold things and eat without having to pick it up in his mouth first. Yes, yes, this would do just fine. This would be awesome.
Sample Post:
He walked casually, slowly, with his hands deep in his pockets. Clutching the brand new pocket knife hidden there, along with a bag of potato chips and a candy bar. Candy, something else he thoroughly enjoyed. Chocolate was like twenty dog treats rolled into one and dipped in turkey dressing. It was heaven.
As he stepped over the threshold to leave the store, an alarm blared. The cashier snapped his head up in alarm and began to walk toward him. "Hey.. hey!! What do you got there?!"
Buster said nothing, just began to back away slowly. "Hey, wait a minute! Whatever you got you gotta pay for it!! Hey!! Come back here!!" Buster took a few more steps backwards before bolting outright.
"HEY!!! SHOPLIFTER!!!" The cashier was screaming, throwing his head out the door. But Buster was already across the street and running away. In the distance he could hear the sirens blaring, the human fuzz was after him. No way they were gonna catch him this time. Laughing, he ran even faster.
Read more: disneysalive.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=guides&action=display&thread=2#ixzz1JQSNz6HF