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EDIT: 31/12/2015 Aged up and is now mates with Vegas <3
EDIT: 23/12/2015 How many times can you change an application picture? |D
EDIT: 18/09/2015 Slight design change, age change too as I thought she should of been just a lil bit younger, and a personality update as well!
EDIT: 06/07/2015 She's now a Beta! Only one more rank to go! So proud of my baby girl <3 Slight personalty update too!
EDIT: 09/03/2015 Big update! Gabs has had a redesign, breed update, personality update and height and weight update! Her old design wasn't clicking but I love her so much with this fancy update!
EDIT: 05/01/2015 After a little inactivity I'm back and Gabs has now moved on up to the Captain rank!
EDIT: 01/11/14 Gabs is now Soldier with the Bouncer Task!
EDIT: 19/10/14 I got in! Gabs receives 2 kibbles for joining! Now just to move her up through the ranks!
EDIT: 18/10/14 The art is atrocious, I know. This was all done solely on my laptop as my tablets broken, I'll update it when it's fixed.

Name: Gabby
Nickname/s: Gabs
Breed: Boxer X Spanish Mastiff
Height: 26"
Weight:  100 lbs
Age: Adult (4 Years Old)
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Altered: No
Faction: Junkyard Dogs
Rank: Beta
Task: Bouncer
Family: N/A (Note me, if you’re interested in being a family member of Gabby)
Mate: Vegas
______________________

Color: Red & White Irish w/ Piebald
Defining Features: Gabby is extremely muscly, some would call her excessive body mass ‘fat’, but this is all pure muscle. She is a very masculine looking dog and many can mistake her for a male, which doesn’t bother her much. She has a very broad chest and her head seems smaller than her body proportions. He legs are well built to support her large body. Her tail was docked at an early age. Her coat resembles that of a Boxer, that being the most dominating breed in her.
______________________

Personality:

Hardworking | Intimidating (When Needing) | Fearless | Skeptical | Defensive | Strong Willed | Smart | Respectful | Open | Tortured | Controlled

Gabby is kind of like your average tomboy. She likes getting down with the big dogs and has little patience for uptight, and historical minded individuals. She's friendly upon approach and can easily hold a calm, light-hearted conversation, with of course a tad a light sarcasm. However in the blink of an eye, she can easily turn into a intimidating dog you should be wary off. Despite her past, she isn't really a fan of violence, and tries to prevent it when possible, and it is very rare where she can be wound up.

Gabs takes her job very seriously. She is always on the look out for new recruits and considers her job as never finished. She likes the level of responsibility she holds and executes this in the best manner. She relishes in her job and thrives under pressure. She despises those that are lazy and sees them as wasted space in the Junkyard. However she is always willing to guide those still considering their task choice, especially the younger generation.

She can be brash and get caught up easily. Being a bouncer, she could think first before jumping straight into a situation, but also seeing a huge, muscular dog flying at you can calm any squabbles pretty quickly. Gabby is also defensive of those she calls her family, friends and those who cannot defend themselves. She is very much the anti-hero in that sense, and will put herself in dangerous situations without even a second thought. She has a strong will and can be hard to back down at times.

When it comes to outsiders, Gabby can be slightly skeptical at first, but she quickly opens up and becomes your average friendly dog. She holds upmost respect for those higher in rank, or those she simply admires for one thing or another. Gabby is also very smart, both in mind and talk. She can quickly analyse situations quickly (when she's not running into them head first), and has a quick wit and mouth on her.

Due to her past, Gabby has many demons that she has become very skilled at keeping at bay. Though certain things can trigger these memories and it can be enough to crumble this muscular dog.
_____________________

Pre-Group History:

Gabriela was born far away from Canidale, in the hot hustle and bustle of Mexico City. Born in the underground tunnels of the dog fighting world, all the young pup knew was darkness. Her mother was her only comfort. Romana was a pure bred Boxer stolen to be a brood for the next generation of fighters, which was Gabriela's fate. Their father was a Spanish Mastiff named Loco, a dog whose insanity was far from saving. Gabby was born along with two brothers, Eduardo and Pablo, Gabriela being the middle pup. When the 3 were first born, Romana thought she had been blessed with three bouncing boys. It was only on further inspection that she realised the most masculine looking pup was actually a female! In hopes to add a more feminine charm to her daughter, Romana gave her daughter her name in hopes she would grow into a feminine looking dog.

The three siblings grew up with no time to enjoy pup hood. The men who owned Romana and their father, trained the three pups viciously. Gabriela kept her special bond with her mother always though, and was there for her when Eduardo was deemed too aggressive to be kept with the little family any longer. Gabs tried to keep her sanity, for her mother and her little brother, but each fight it slipped further and further away.

Gabby grew into a strong dog, with many wins and a favourite amongst the humans who cheered her on. Pablo never excelled in his training, and was used as a bait dog. Gabriela refused to attack her little brother and was often beaten in her refusals. With her, her mother and Pablo now separated into their own rusty cages, Gabs often pushed her nose threw the bars in order to be closer to her family.

Romana was bred yet again to their father, but the second pregnancy proved too much, and she died during the labour, in front of her two older pups. Gabriela was heartbroken. Though before Romana had passed she had promised to escape, and to save Pablo from being killed.

That day finally came when once again, Gabs was forced into the fighting arena, but was only to see her elder brother - Eduardo - was her opponent. She no longer saw her brother, merely a shadow on this insane dog's face. She couldn't fight him, he may not have felt the same way, but she was not going to fight her own blood. The female ran at the barrier where she had entered, ramming her muscle into it before it gave way, and she was out. The men scrambled to catch her, but her muscle proved to much for them, as she bowled into them. Of course she had to get Pablo. The cages they were kept in were terribly rusted, she could break them like she did the arena gate. Head first into the cage she ran, blood trickled down her face but Pablo was free. And soon they were in the sunlight and free.

The two siblings ran for months. Pablo proved to be growing weaker and weaker, and dog catchers soon caught up to them. Pablo begged his sister to carry on without him, playing 'It's what Mother would have wanted' card. With a heavy heart, Gabby left the only brother she had left.

A few months of wandering alone led her to Canidale. Gabriela missed her family immensely, and the intricate, complicated family that was the Junkyard drew her in, she craved to feel that familial love again. Though of course the Junkyard isn't quite as she first thought...

Group History:

- Joined the Junkyard Faction
- Became a Soldier with the Bouncer task.
- Met Grey
- Met Fae
- Met Shilo
- Met Ares
- Promoted to Captain
- Met Vegas
- Met Anie
- Promoted to Beta
- Met Apollo
- Met Felix
- Met Jasper
- Became Mates with Vegas
_________________

Kibbles Count:

Autumn 2014: 10/18
- Joining +2
- Gabriella's Origins + 2
- Paradise + 1
- Moved from Associate to Soldier (Bouncer) - 3
- Gabriella's Expressions +2
- Shelter +1
- Just a Girl +1
- It's Getting Late +1
- Moved from Soldier to Captain -6

Winter 2014/15: 5/18
- DOC RP | Escort +1
- DoC | Humanized Gabriella +1
- Doc | Puppy Gabriella +2
- Nothing Changes +1

Spring 2015: 5/18
- DoC | In The Moon Of The Budding Trees | RP +1
- DoC | Sparks Filled with Hope +1
- DoC | Gabriella's Ship Meme +1
- DoC | Group Photo MSE +2

Summer 2015: 7/18
- DoC | The Great Escape Part 2 +1
- DoC | Shared Meat +1
- DoC | Gabriella Species Meme +2
- Moved from Captain to Beta -12
- DoC | Gabriella Gender Swap Meme +1
- DoC | These Rare Moments +1
- DoC | The Great Escape Part 4 +1

Autumn 2015: 8/18
- DoC | Welcome To My Crib +1
- DoC | Show Me What You Got +1
- DoC | How Unfortunate +1
- DoC | Trick or Treat Meme +2
- DoC | Gabriela's Hypo Pups +2
- DoC | Our Sanctuary +1

Winter 2015/16: 9/18
- DoC | Gabriela's Mistletoe Meme +2
- DoC | What We Did For Love +1
- DoC | Devoted in Death +1
- Became Mates with Vegas -6
- DoC | Gabriela's Opposite Life +2
- DoC | Gabriela Spreads the Love +2
- DoC | The Start of Our Legacy +1

Current Total: 17 Kibbles
__________________
Other:
- Her full name is Gabriela. She hates being called Gabriela, she thinks it’s too formal and doesn’t suit her, and prefers Gabby and Gabs, and will always introduce herself as such.
- Gabs is often mistaken for a male
- Gabs used to be a fighting dog
- Gabby has a slight Mexican accent.

Featured Art:

DoC | In The Moon Of The Budding Trees | RP:iconFloral-Fire:
The large red and white female lumbered towards the west of the Junkyard territory. As the highest ranking Bouncer, she wanted to make sure herself their borders were safe and free of intruders.
She had been in the Junkyard for sometime now, too long for her to remember, not that she wanted to remember. Whilst she would rather be part of a society, she refused to be under the hands of the harsh humans, the ones who forced her to fight against that of her own kind, so the Junkyard was her only option, and her time there she had flown through the ranks.
Gabs grumbled to herself, her massive body heavy on her large paws. He lumbering came to a stop, as she caught a whiff of a new scent on the block. She didn't recognise it. Following the scent, Gabby caught sight of the owner of the scent. A large spitz-type dog, black in colour. A red collar round his neck. He looked very calm to be a pet from the town, and not skittish enough to be a stray. Shuffling her muscular shoul The Great Escape (Part 1) Junkyard Group RPThe Great Escape
Featuring: (In order of appearance)
:iconramala:, :iconEternityspool:, :iconAtroquine:, :iconRuechilla:, :iconxandrium:, :iconsemperferus:,
:iconNytelyteable:, :iconfloral-fire:, :iconsourlemonfox:, :iconkiwiaka:, :iconsarkzar:, :icondaschocolate:
:iconramala:
Something was off. An indistinct, bitter tint to the thawing spring breeze made Valentine’s nose crinkle to one side. Something about the air, the light, the low, thrumming buzz of life in the Junkyard… it was wrong. The White Dog prowled across the crumbled wall of a forgotten building meant for a forgotten purpose, he looked over his home with the cold, silvery eyes of a bird of prey. His expression usually had an air of grimness about it, but his teeth were set particularly on edge.
He knew that two groups of dogs, strong fixtures within the junkyard were gone, outside the territory on various business… but that wasn’t unusual, nothing to cause this feeling of unease. B

The Great Escape (Part 2) Junkyard Group RP The Great Escape (Part Two)

Featuring:
:iconramala:, :iconEternityspool:, :iconAtroquine:, :iconRuechilla:, :iconxandrium:, :iconsemperferus:,
:iconNytelyteable:, :iconfloral-fire:, :iconsourlemonfox:, :iconkiwiaka:, :iconsarkzar:, :icondaschocolate:

:iconramala:
A snarling growl loud enough to awaken the generations of buried, deceased junkyard dogs from their shallow graves rang out from the area known as Valentine’s crucible, the inlet amongst the piles of rubbish that housed the White Dog’s limousine. The small, scrappy dog that had born him the news scrambled from the area at breakneck speed, whimpering, looking back as if Valentine might come swooping down on him from above like a bird of prey. The dog yelped and ran into the depths of the Pit, and was seen no more.

Valentine stood silently, his head thrust downward and his hackles raised, looking like a giant, pale gargoyle in his cathedral of ga DoC | Shared Meat | RP:iconxandrium:
It had been a while now since Vegas had arrived to the junkyard and he'd settled in quite nicely, mixing well with the other dogs in the faction and so far not having too much of an issue with anyone. Which was rather nice as he wasn't one for conflict among his peers if he could avoid it. He liked being safe and relaxed in the walls of his faction, thank you.
It was a nice day out, a breeze blowing and the sun warming his dark coat. He had just arrived back from a mission and was busy licking his paws clean of any blood still left on them. He only had a scrape here and there from the mission and was proud of himself for accomplishing it so smoothly.
When he was satisfied he'd gotten all of the blood that he could he laid his head down and decided on a short nap, the fur on his neck and chest drying in the sun as he'd waded into water to rinse the stream of blood that had coated his white markings there.
:iconfloral-fire:
A large, red dog dog, huge in muscular proportion

Description

EDIT: 31/12/2015 Aged up and is now mates with Vegas <3
EDIT: 23/12/2015 How many times can you change an application picture? |D
EDIT: 18/09/2015 Slight design change, age change too as I thought she should of been just a lil bit younger, and a personality update as well!
EDIT: 06/07/2015 She's now a Beta! Only one more rank to go! So proud of my baby girl <3 Slight personalty update too!
EDIT: 09/03/2015 Big update! Gabs has had a redesign, breed update, personality update and height and weight update! Her old design wasn't clicking but I love her so much with this fancy update!
EDIT: 05/01/2015 After a little inactivity I'm back and Gabs has now moved on up to the Captain rank!
EDIT: 01/11/14 Gabs is now Soldier with the Bouncer Task!
EDIT: 19/10/14 I got in! Gabs receives 2 kibbles for joining! Now just to move her up through the ranks!
EDIT: 18/10/14 The art is atrocious, I know. This was all done solely on my laptop as my tablets broken, I'll update it when it's fixed.

Name: Gabby
Nickname/s: Gabs
Breed: Boxer X Spanish Mastiff
Height: 26"
Weight:  100 lbs
Age: Adult (4 Years Old)
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Altered: No
Faction: Junkyard Dogs
Rank: Beta
Task: Bouncer
Family: N/A (Note me, if you’re interested in being a family member of Gabby)
Mate: Vegas
______________________

Color: Red & White Irish w/ Piebald
Defining Features: Gabby is extremely muscly, some would call her excessive body mass ‘fat’, but this is all pure muscle. She is a very masculine looking dog and many can mistake her for a male, which doesn’t bother her much. She has a very broad chest and her head seems smaller than her body proportions. He legs are well built to support her large body. Her tail was docked at an early age. Her coat resembles that of a Boxer, that being the most dominating breed in her.
______________________

Personality:

Hardworking | Intimidating (When Needing) | Fearless | Skeptical | Defensive | Strong Willed | Smart | Respectful | Open | Tortured | Controlled

Gabby is kind of like your average tomboy. She likes getting down with the big dogs and has little patience for uptight, and historical minded individuals. She's friendly upon approach and can easily hold a calm, light-hearted conversation, with of course a tad a light sarcasm. However in the blink of an eye, she can easily turn into a intimidating dog you should be wary off. Despite her past, she isn't really a fan of violence, and tries to prevent it when possible, and it is very rare where she can be wound up.

Gabs takes her job very seriously. She is always on the look out for new recruits and considers her job as never finished. She likes the level of responsibility she holds and executes this in the best manner. She relishes in her job and thrives under pressure. She despises those that are lazy and sees them as wasted space in the Junkyard. However she is always willing to guide those still considering their task choice, especially the younger generation.

She can be brash and get caught up easily. Being a bouncer, she could think first before jumping straight into a situation, but also seeing a huge, muscular dog flying at you can calm any squabbles pretty quickly. Gabby is also defensive of those she calls her family, friends and those who cannot defend themselves. She is very much the anti-hero in that sense, and will put herself in dangerous situations without even a second thought. She has a strong will and can be hard to back down at times.

When it comes to outsiders, Gabby can be slightly skeptical at first, but she quickly opens up and becomes your average friendly dog. She holds upmost respect for those higher in rank, or those she simply admires for one thing or another. Gabby is also very smart, both in mind and talk. She can quickly analyse situations quickly (when she's not running into them head first), and has a quick wit and mouth on her.

Due to her past, Gabby has many demons that she has become very skilled at keeping at bay. Though certain things can trigger these memories and it can be enough to crumble this muscular dog.
_____________________

Pre-Group History:

Gabriela was born far away from Canidale, in the hot hustle and bustle of Mexico City. Born in the underground tunnels of the dog fighting world, all the young pup knew was darkness. Her mother was her only comfort. Romana was a pure bred Boxer stolen to be a brood for the next generation of fighters, which was Gabriela's fate. Their father was a Spanish Mastiff named Loco, a dog whose insanity was far from saving. Gabby was born along with two brothers, Eduardo and Pablo, Gabriela being the middle pup. When the 3 were first born, Romana thought she had been blessed with three bouncing boys. It was only on further inspection that she realised the most masculine looking pup was actually a female! In hopes to add a more feminine charm to her daughter, Romana gave her daughter her name in hopes she would grow into a feminine looking dog.

The three siblings grew up with no time to enjoy pup hood. The men who owned Romana and their father, trained the three pups viciously. Gabriela kept her special bond with her mother always though, and was there for her when Eduardo was deemed too aggressive to be kept with the little family any longer. Gabs tried to keep her sanity, for her mother and her little brother, but each fight it slipped further and further away.

Gabby grew into a strong dog, with many wins and a favourite amongst the humans who cheered her on. Pablo never excelled in his training, and was used as a bait dog. Gabriela refused to attack her little brother and was often beaten in her refusals. With her, her mother and Pablo now separated into their own rusty cages, Gabs often pushed her nose threw the bars in order to be closer to her family.

Romana was bred yet again to their father, but the second pregnancy proved too much, and she died during the labour, in front of her two older pups. Gabriela was heartbroken. Though before Romana had passed she had promised to escape, and to save Pablo from being killed.

That day finally came when once again, Gabs was forced into the fighting arena, but was only to see her elder brother - Eduardo - was her opponent. She no longer saw her brother, merely a shadow on this insane dog's face. She couldn't fight him, he may not have felt the same way, but she was not going to fight her own blood. The female ran at the barrier where she had entered, ramming her muscle into it before it gave way, and she was out. The men scrambled to catch her, but her muscle proved to much for them, as she bowled into them. Of course she had to get Pablo. The cages they were kept in were terribly rusted, she could break them like she did the arena gate. Head first into the cage she ran, blood trickled down her face but Pablo was free. And soon they were in the sunlight and free.

The two siblings ran for months. Pablo proved to be growing weaker and weaker, and dog catchers soon caught up to them. Pablo begged his sister to carry on without him, playing 'It's what Mother would have wanted' card. With a heavy heart, Gabby left the only brother she had left.

A few months of wandering alone led her to Canidale. Gabriela missed her family immensely, and the intricate, complicated family that was the Junkyard drew her in, she craved to feel that familial love again. Though of course the Junkyard isn't quite as she first thought...

Group History:

- Joined the Junkyard Faction
- Became a Soldier with the Bouncer task.
- Met Grey
- Met Fae
- Met Shilo
- Met Ares
- Promoted to Captain
- Met Vegas
- Met Anie
- Promoted to Beta
- Met Apollo
- Met Felix
- Met Jasper
- Became Mates with Vegas
_________________

Kibbles Count:

Autumn 2014: 10/18
- Joining +2
- Gabriella's Origins + 2
- Paradise + 1
- Moved from Associate to Soldier (Bouncer) - 3
- Gabriella's Expressions +2
- Shelter +1
- Just a Girl +1
- It's Getting Late +1
- Moved from Soldier to Captain -6

Winter 2014/15: 5/18
- DOC RP | Escort +1
- DoC | Humanized Gabriella +1
- Doc | Puppy Gabriella +2
- Nothing Changes +1

Spring 2015: 5/18
- DoC | In The Moon Of The Budding Trees | RP +1
- DoC | Sparks Filled with Hope +1
- DoC | Gabriella's Ship Meme +1
- DoC | Group Photo MSE +2

Summer 2015: 7/18
- DoC | The Great Escape Part 2 +1
- DoC | Shared Meat +1
- DoC | Gabriella Species Meme +2
- Moved from Captain to Beta -12
- DoC | Gabriella Gender Swap Meme +1
- DoC | These Rare Moments +1
- DoC | The Great Escape Part 4 +1

Autumn 2015: 8/18
- DoC | Welcome To My Crib +1
- DoC | Show Me What You Got +1
- DoC | How Unfortunate +1
- DoC | Trick or Treat Meme +2
- DoC | Gabriela's Hypo Pups +2
- DoC | Our Sanctuary +1

Winter 2015/16: 9/18
- DoC | Gabriela's Mistletoe Meme +2
- DoC | What We Did For Love +1
- DoC | Devoted in Death +1
- Became Mates with Vegas -6
- DoC | Gabriela's Opposite Life +2
- DoC | Gabriela Spreads the Love +2
- DoC | The Start of Our Legacy +1

Current Total: 17 Kibbles
__________________
Other:
- Her full name is Gabriela. She hates being called Gabriela, she thinks it’s too formal and doesn’t suit her, and prefers Gabby and Gabs, and will always introduce herself as such.
- Gabs is often mistaken for a male
- Gabs used to be a fighting dog
- Gabby has a slight Mexican accent.

Featured Art:

DoC | In The Moon Of The Budding Trees | RP:iconFloral-Fire:
The large red and white female lumbered towards the west of the Junkyard territory. As the highest ranking Bouncer, she wanted to make sure herself their borders were safe and free of intruders.
She had been in the Junkyard for sometime now, too long for her to remember, not that she wanted to remember. Whilst she would rather be part of a society, she refused to be under the hands of the harsh humans, the ones who forced her to fight against that of her own kind, so the Junkyard was her only option, and her time there she had flown through the ranks.
Gabs grumbled to herself, her massive body heavy on her large paws. He lumbering came to a stop, as she caught a whiff of a new scent on the block. She didn't recognise it. Following the scent, Gabby caught sight of the owner of the scent. A large spitz-type dog, black in colour. A red collar round his neck. He looked very calm to be a pet from the town, and not skittish enough to be a stray. Shuffling her muscular shoul The Great Escape (Part 1) Junkyard Group RPThe Great Escape
Featuring: (In order of appearance)
:iconramala:, :iconEternityspool:, :iconAtroquine:, :iconRuechilla:, :iconxandrium:, :iconsemperferus:,
:iconNytelyteable:, :iconfloral-fire:, :iconsourlemonfox:, :iconkiwiaka:, :iconsarkzar:, :icondaschocolate:
:iconramala:
Something was off. An indistinct, bitter tint to the thawing spring breeze made Valentine’s nose crinkle to one side. Something about the air, the light, the low, thrumming buzz of life in the Junkyard… it was wrong. The White Dog prowled across the crumbled wall of a forgotten building meant for a forgotten purpose, he looked over his home with the cold, silvery eyes of a bird of prey. His expression usually had an air of grimness about it, but his teeth were set particularly on edge.
He knew that two groups of dogs, strong fixtures within the junkyard were gone, outside the territory on various business… but that wasn’t unusual, nothing to cause this feeling of unease. B

The Great Escape (Part 2) Junkyard Group RP The Great Escape (Part Two)

Featuring:
:iconramala:, :iconEternityspool:, :iconAtroquine:, :iconRuechilla:, :iconxandrium:, :iconsemperferus:,
:iconNytelyteable:, :iconfloral-fire:, :iconsourlemonfox:, :iconkiwiaka:, :iconsarkzar:, :icondaschocolate:

:iconramala:
A snarling growl loud enough to awaken the generations of buried, deceased junkyard dogs from their shallow graves rang out from the area known as Valentine’s crucible, the inlet amongst the piles of rubbish that housed the White Dog’s limousine. The small, scrappy dog that had born him the news scrambled from the area at breakneck speed, whimpering, looking back as if Valentine might come swooping down on him from above like a bird of prey. The dog yelped and ran into the depths of the Pit, and was seen no more.

Valentine stood silently, his head thrust downward and his hackles raised, looking like a giant, pale gargoyle in his cathedral of ga DoC | Shared Meat | RP:iconxandrium:
It had been a while now since Vegas had arrived to the junkyard and he'd settled in quite nicely, mixing well with the other dogs in the faction and so far not having too much of an issue with anyone. Which was rather nice as he wasn't one for conflict among his peers if he could avoid it. He liked being safe and relaxed in the walls of his faction, thank you.
It was a nice day out, a breeze blowing and the sun warming his dark coat. He had just arrived back from a mission and was busy licking his paws clean of any blood still left on them. He only had a scrape here and there from the mission and was proud of himself for accomplishing it so smoothly.
When he was satisfied he'd gotten all of the blood that he could he laid his head down and decided on a short nap, the fur on his neck and chest drying in the sun as he'd waded into water to rinse the stream of blood that had coated his white markings there.
:iconfloral-fire:
A large, red dog dog, huge in muscular proportion