COR: Cashmyrr Character App

Name: Cashmyrr (But don’t call him that he will LIGHTYOUONFIRE)

            Nicknames: Ash, Cas

Gender: Male

Age: 4 1/2

Species: Keeshond

Position/Rank: Blacksmith (hopefully! ?)

Height: 18 in (at the shoulder)

Weight: 44 lbs

 

Physical Description:

Ash is very well built, with thick and strong muscles, generally hidden by his extremely long and ‘shaggy’ fur. He is a medium sized dog, although he is large for his breed of dog. His fur is exceptionally long, and colored in blacks, greys and white. His nose, a dark purplish red, is a little big and bulky (he hates his nose). His eyes are small, and sometimes they almost completely disappear under his poofy fur; when you can manage to see them, he has one green eye and one blue.

 

Armor:

None yet

 

Weapon of Choice:

Blacksmiths Hammer

 

Physical Traits (traits that may be carried on)

-Dominant: Long fur, Black fur, grey/silver fur, thick muscles, curled tail

-Recessive: White fur, small eyes, large nose

-Carrier: Green eyes, blue eyes, small nose

-Mutations: Heterochromia (one eye blue, one green)

 

Personality

Gruff: “Uhh… well… thanks and everything. But will you go away? I don’t… I don’t know what to say and you make me feel weird so leave.”

He is a gruff, and awkward dog. When complimented with, or if he were every flirted with, he really just wouldn’t know what to say and would just send you away with a firm poker face. He isn’t used to being in social situations, and so he will be almost brutally honest and tell you what and why and then tell you to go away.

Short-Tempered: “Yes, I know I have a weird name. Yes I know you find it amusing. What I wonder though, is how amusing you would find my name while you were on FIRE!”

Ash hates his name. He really does. And he refuses to let anyone call him by his full name. Call him that and you may wake one day to patches of your fur burned off. The only thing that irritates him more than his name is birds.

Stubborn: “YOU WILL BE MADE THE WAY I WANT STUPID METAL! DON’T YOU FIGHT ME! I WILL KILL YOU”

He is exceptionally stubborn once he decides how to do something. Even if he finds out that he is doing it the hard way. He will continue on with his original plan until the end. And this often leads to him insulting the materials he is working with, as though verbally demeaning them will make them do what he wants better and quicker.

Strange: “Fire is a beautiful being and it should be respected.” “Uhh… Ash…” “It’s hard to explain when you keep interrupting.” “But Ash, your tail is on fire.” “AAAAAHHHHHHHH F***” “…”

Cas has the oddest love for fire and, given the chance, will talk about how great fire is for hours. But fire doesn’t really seem to love him back, or maybe it loves him too much. He very often gets lit on fire working at his forge and can be seen, almost daily, running for the ocean with part of his fur smoking/smoldering/flaming.

Playful: “Be careful~! I’ve laid out traps all around you, and to win the game you can’t trigger any of them~!”

He loves games, especially pranks and trap type games; he spends his free time designing traps to spring one on some unsuspecting member of Lambda. When he is in a playful mood is one of the few times that you can see him smile.

Crude: “S#!% F*** A$$ I BROKE IT!”

Cas is very… unreserved about his speech, and while he doesn’t curse all the time, during his workings at the forge you can often hear strings of curses floating out of his den. He’s not the most polite dog in the world, although he can be personable when he puts forth the effort.

 

Background Info/History:

Cashmyrr was born to two keeshond parents that he never met. He was told that both of them left the Vault against the wishes of the rest of the dogs, and they were probably dead. He didn’t care so much though; talking with older dogs was strange, it was better to be by himself, well, with the exception of Kath. She was a peppy German Shepherd that basically adopted him and cared for him after the loss of her litter of pups. She had always said that they were meant to be together because their names sounded so similar; Cas and Kath. When he was 6 months old, the Vault was opened, and dogs began attempting to explore. He never saw any of the dogs who left again. Until a dog named Nord went out and returned. Then all of a sudden the dogs were all leaving the Vault, including Kath, and she wanted him to go with her; she wouldn't take no for an answer. But… Cas didn’t want to go. He liked the Vault, it was a good place. There was so much shinny stuff. And it was always warm and safe and there was no such thing as ‘wind’, ‘rain’, ‘snow’, or anything like that.

 

So, when some of the Paradise dogs left to see if the city outside the walls of Paradise was inhabitable, he went with them. But during the trek he snuck away from the future Paradise dogs, when Kath went off to get a drink of water from a nearby source. He tried to find his way back to the Vault that had been his only home, but he got lost. Alone and scared, he wandered until he found a little hole in the ground to sleep in for the night. The next day, he started his search anew. He wandered in this fashion for a few weeks before he finally came upon another Vault; but he did not find any dogs, no familiar faces, scents or sounds. It was not the same one as the one he had grown up in; the door had been blown down and the main entrance area was all rubble and dirt and dust. But once he got further down in the Vault he discovered animals living there, prey and predator alike, an ecosystem in and of itself, with plants that grew in darkness, supported only by a steady leak of water in a wall lower in the Vault.

 

It was here that he made his home. He lived here for three years of his life. But at 4, something happened, something changed. A mutated beast had found its way into his home, it attacked him, it wounded him, and it drove him from home. Battered and beaten, he limped away from his Vault, forsaking it with a heavy pain in his heart. For almost half a year he wandered, until he found the magnificent body of water called the ‘ocean’. He followed the shore for a while, and then, he found Lambda. At first he was wary, he would only come and talk with a few dogs before leaving quickly. But then, one day, he found that he could stay here. He learned of the thing called ‘fire’ here, it was amazing, and it was all he wanted to look at. When he learned of the Blacksmith opening, and that it involved not only fire, but shinny metals too, he jumped at the chance of getting his dream job.

 

Facts:

    ·         Ash loves to make traps

    ·         He HATES his full name, and doesn't even tell dogs what it is; instead he introduces himself as Cas.

    ·         Due to his frequent ‘catching on fire’ incidents, he has begun thinking about shaving off some of his fur.

    ·         Cas HATES birds.

    ·         Sometimes, when he doesn’t know how to deal with a conversation, he will just get up and walk away.

    ·         He dog watches fairly often.

    ·         He loves shinny things, which is probably why he likes working with metal so much.

    ·         He likes water, but he just hates when water puts out fire when he is working.

 

Relatives/Relations

            Mate: None

            Parents: Unknown

            Siblings: Unknown

            Uncles: Unknown

    Aunts: Unknown

    Cousins: Unknown

 

Other Info

 

CP Balance:

Statistics

-Strength 8

-Defense 4

-Agility 5

-Speed 4

-Intelligence 6

-Stamina 7

-Vitality 6

-Stealth 3

 

Drawing Records



AAAAAAHHHHHhhh another character!!! AND I PUT HIM ON THE APP MAHSELF!!! But anyways, this is my new character and I hope everyone likes him!