Corbis

Personality: The only word that could be used to describe Corbis and his personality is: insane. He's mentally unstable, dangerous and has a massive lust for the thrill and adrenaline of the fight. He's got a sick sense of humor and it doesn't matter at what expense he gets it, he enjoys laughing at the pain of others. Whether it be physical or mental pain. His sadistic attitude has gotten him into a lot of fights which he eagerly takes as an exciting challenge to tear someone apart. Corbis' disgust for others came from his negative childhood of dog-fighting and being pumped full of hormones and steroids. He became powerful, fast and deadly in the pit, and soon he was used as a breeding dog hoping it passed on to his children. It did, and the ones that weren't strong enough, Corbis had no problem with killing and eating them in front of their mother. He doesn't prefer cannibalism, but sometimes it was a certain necessity. Corbis has a sick habit of torturing his victims, he'll pin them down and slowly chew off their ears, their paw-pads and tear out their claws with his teeth if he can get them pinned. If not, he's no problem with ending their life quickly.

Appearance: A once beautiful Doberman Pinscher with deep black fur and orange-brown accents, Corbis is mangled and scarred from head to toe. His jowls are scarred from all the bite wounds, marks hover on his brow-bone and his ears are cropped short. His legs and the rest of his muscled body are covered in bites, scratches, the most prominent on his shoulders and chest, a couple are dark and obvious on his thighs. Many covered the front of his legs and he's got his tail is cropped. His fur is silken smooth where the scars don't cover it, despite the rare occasion he bathes. On more often then not, he's got blood somewhere on his pelt and often smells of a dead body, but under that scent, he smells of honey-suckle, a smell that's indescribable for it source. Corbis has long legs, long nails and broad shoulders. His ribcage is large to allow more air to enter his lungs and his teeth are sharp, his bite pressure is almost more then a normal dog's due to the steroids pumped in him. He's got a metal corroding choke chain around his neck that's rubbing away the fur on the back slowly and becoming increasingly painful.

History: Corbis was born to be a fighting dog, his first memories were escaping his mother's womb into a world that reeked of piss and blood, death and fear and it corrupted him early. As a pup, he was ejected with vitamins, steroids, supplements and other trial drugs to induce a more powerful fighting dog. As he grew and suckled from his mother, he killed one of his siblings after she booted him away from the milk. As he was weaned and grew, he was put into pits with other dogs, forced to fight or die trying. By two years of age, he'd slaughtered hundreds of opponents and earned his masters hundreds of thousands of dollars. As he got older, they put their prize winning stud in a pen with their most fertile females and created perfect pups. (Often times after raping the female) When each litter was born, Corbis picked out the weakest and slaughtered them. Due to the lack of food, often times Corbis would eat the weak pups in front of their mother before returning back to his pen. When the virus hit, Corbis was left alone in his cage, and using his strength, pushed himself up and over the edges and out into the wilderness, leaving his brothers, sons and daughters to starve to death. Due to his traumatic and violent lifestyle, he grew mentally unstable and psychotic, developing Rage Syndrome, which causes random bouts of violent actions towards the nearest living(and sometimes non living) thing.

Season born: Winter

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