ETHER-Finshed!

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[atrb=background,http://i486.photobucket.com/albums/rr229/s-doggy13/midd-5.png] <div align="justify"> ETHER Pit Bull mix, 4 years ,DOG. Past History; Ether was taken away from his mother at a young age, so he barely remembers her. What he does remember are the people. Gruff hands, hands that never expressed any love. He remembers the horrible things they made him do. Making him attack cats and small dogs and other puppies when he was little. He remembers being hit and attacked by humans.... When he was just barely a year old he was taken out of his run. Though he feared what happened when the people, he refused to call them his owners or masters, he feared more the punishment that came when he refused to do their bidding. They took him down to a dark room, where there was another dog. Though he didn't want to, he fought and killed the other dog to avoid whatever punishment the humans may deal out if he disobeyed their orders. When they were removing him from the battlefield Ether got the first thing he could ever term as affection from the humans: A gruff "good boy". And that was how his life went for awhile; he didn't bother keeping track of how long he was there. Time meant nothing to the dogs in the prison of this place. His routine was the same: Eat, fight, sleep, train, repeat. Sometimes they took him to a different place, one where he didn't have to kill. One of these places was an area where the man, who Ether was slowly beginning to think of as his master, would have him do various tasks to build up his muscle and to improve his killer instincts. Another was place where he was to mate with a female. He assumed the purpose was so his Master could use these pups to continue killing the other dogs. His life continued in this way until that day... Ethers master lead him into that dark room, the room in which the fighting always took place. And though Ether tried his hardest to obey the man he now called Master, his opponent was just too strong. The last thing he can recall is the other males jaws on his throat...He may never know what happened next. Island History; Ether woke up on a beach. His first thought was that it had all been a dream, but the scars on his legs told him otherwise. If it was true he must still be at his Master's, but one look at the world around him disproved that. Suddenly, Ether realized he was free, he didn't have to fight to survive anymore! He padded off to explore this strange place. As days turned into weeks, Ether realized that his original assumption had been wrong; he could not live her peacefully. For one, he had to kill to eat. And for another, though he didn't realize it at first, he missed his old life. Whether it was just his personality or his Master's lesson's he'll never know, but he soon realized he needed to fight, to feel power over others. Ether set off in search of a way to have his old life in this new place and never looked back Personality; Ether is cut throat, he has no friends, nor does he have any desire to have them. He takes what he want when he wants because he wants. He is ruthless and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, even if it means having bodies pile around him. He may not have friends, but he will bully others into following him; those who are weak and looking for protection (and therefore easily manipulated) or those who are strong and just looking for fierce leader. Though he may call them his friends in order to manipulate them into doing his bidding, it is a lie, and at the first sign of betrayal he will rip them apart. He is also stubborn and once he makes up his mind almost nothing can change it. Before. Though he has always been a ruthless, before arriving on the island he was also fearful, because of the situation he was in. He also was less manipulative then because he had fewer interactions with other canines. After. When he awoke on the island, Ether noticed that the people and other dogs were gone. Lacking them in his environment, he quickly lost his fearless and became more confident, and in turn more of a killer. He joined a pack full of people like him, or at least....some were, providing him a chance to hone his manipulation skills. Other; He has a weak spot for pretty girls, and is also rather smart, though he often doesn’t act it If it isn't clear, he was raised in a dog fighting ring. Because of this he still has a VERY thick leather collar around his neck. His ears are also battle cropped. Though he is violent and a tough guy, he generally will not start a fight. He is very guarded about his past, the little of it he does remember and if anyone asks about it he will fly off the handle in a rage. He has chocolate eyes, and talks like a Hollywood gangster. DYSTOPIAN. </div>

{This is just because I have gotten nasty messages about him before, so attempting to avoid! Please ignore unless you need a disclaimer!}


DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT, NOR HAVE I EVER WITNESSED A DOG FIGHT! I DO NOT SUPPORT IT! Just so we're clear. Also, I don't think Pits are evil. I've gotten heated comments about Ether before, because he is cut throat and a pit. It is merely because that breed works best with the background. Thanks for not sending me mean messages about it! -Demon