Mafia Auditions

[»Cyanide]

This is to audition for the leads of the lead of Mafia. One will rule, and pick a second lead of their choice. To apply, fill out the form below:

Dogs name:
        Gender:
        Brief Personality:
         Why you would be good ruling the Mafia:
         Sample post: (about 400 words or so)

Auditions begin today, and end August 21st

[[volde is a sexy beast]]

Dogs name: Stiletto
Gender: female
Brief Personality: Evil, manipulative, persuasive. Charming and flirtatious, she uses her good traits to manipulate dogs to do what she wants.
Why you would be good ruling the Mafia: The Mafia is evil, are they not? Well, evil pretty much describes her in herself.
Sample post: (about 400 words or so)
Her loping paws hit the grass almost silently. A few twigs cracked beneath her feet, but other than that, you wouldn't have known she was there. She almost blended in with the autumn leaves all over the ground. Stiletto wasn't one for Autumn. She liked Winter. Mainly because the trees died and it grew cold, too cold to go out. But, being a very hardy dog, she would survive. She liked Winter because it was easy for her to attack. Most of the dogs hid away in the buildings. That's why she liked it. She knew where her victims were.

Winter was taking forever to pass over the city. For now, her grey-blue coat almost blended into the tree trunks. She knew that the dogs would be out getting food for the colder months to come. She should have been doing the same. Of course, she didn't feel like it. She'd prefer to do a last minute rush. It would be more motivating, knowing that she needed food.

Thinking about food made her hungry. She was thin enough. Not ribs-sticking-out thin, but thin. It meant she was a bit more athletic, once she had eaten something for her energy levels. So she stopped beneath a tree, looking around for something to prey on. A rabbit bounded from a bush nearby. She immediately pricked her ears and turned her attention to the thing as it headed for cover. she barked, and raced after it, growling. She soon caught up, after a chase. This one was fast. With a final leap, she pounced on the animal, ripping at it with her teeth.

It soon died, and she pulled off the skin. Then she tore at the meat like a lion with a zebra. She ate the meat, then left the bones and skin under a bush. Feeling satisfied, she went off for a run. The park wasn't very lively today. It was quiet to the point of desertion. The only dog in sight for a long while was Stiletto. Nothing to do, now, really. Except, perhaps, lay about in the shade. She knew what she really wanted. She wanted the satisfaction that attacking and winning a fight brought to her. She was like a drug addict, and killing was the drug. If killing was a drug she'd be high on it. She'd be wasted. Once you'd done it you were an addict. She'd become an addict long ago.

[*Comanche*North*Pistol*Wiskey*]

Dogs name:comanche
Gender:male
Brief Personality:ah hes a fiery one. his eyes and body language always read aggression. unless with pupps and family. then hes the family man. he essentally has 2 faces: the one he uses with his family and the one to DESTROY YOU!!!! ~sorreh, couldnt help that,~
Why you would be good ruling the Mafia:he is a strong leader and a good planner when faced with battle. he was a spartan general in his last lifey.
Sample post: (about 400 words or so)
Comanche charged into the battle. he was a war genneral and he was at the top of his game.

[[volde is a sexy beast]]

xD It was August 21 looong ago ^^

[»Cyanide]

heeh yea sorry we had this up for a while and no one auditioned so I decided to have Siren lead.

Its kinda closed