Hiroto Is here~

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NAME: Hiroto

NICKNAME: Pon

BAND: AliceNine.

AGE: 19; in dog years, he's around 119 in human years

POSITION IN THE HIERARCHY: slave/pet

SPECIES: Inu or Inumimi; a cross breed similar to a neko, but the feline's worst enemy. A dog. Inu's have an elite sense of smell, as well as hearing. They are good for just about anything a dog is good for, but better, they are human as well! The cross breading of these two species is frowned upon, but not illegal. Most people don't have a machine that can combine them successfully, so it's not common to have an abundance or even a normal sized dog's litter. They are experimentally made, and do not actually have owners unless sold to a well kept family.

Some have been reported abused and/or ran away from their owners, but it rarely happens. This species is extremely dependent on their owners, despite their advance in movement and thinking like that of a human. However, it is likely that the pet will and usually does live past it's owner, some Inumimi's have been reported to have been passed down through the family for at least one or two generations before dying of old age around 30 years old in dog years, about 270 in human aging. Their bodies begin to shut down towards the 260th year, some rarely make it to 270.
(7 years to a human is equal to a year to an Inu)

SEXUALITY: Gay

POSITION: uke




STRENGTH: is good at begging and getting what he wants (usually); has strong jaws to bite and snap at

WEAKNESS: he's not strong in any way, but he also is weak against good smelling items and the forest.


When Hiroto was born, he was a rebel from the start. His mother could never seem to keep him in the safe area of their little hide out in the middle of the forest. For the first year of his life he was a simple puppy, yipping and running around, attacking butterflies without the intention of actually hurting them. His mother often traded with the neighboring Elven community as to see if there were any way to help her energetic son calm down at least enough to feed.

At the age of 21 human years (3) he found his way away from his home a little too far, just as raiders were roaming the area, taking women and children from just anywhere they could find. Hiroto was not one of the lucky ones to escape. He was shoved into a cage and collared for the first time in his life. He was placed onto a creaking and stinking ship for thirteen days across a sea as he was only allowed out of his cage for teasing and fun, watching him try to find the end of the long ship. Once he was able to jump over the side, but he realized that the open sea was a bit larger than he'd thought and was "rescued" by a crew man who kept the small inu in his own chambers, forcing the child against his will to please him.

Once finally at port, Hiroto ran from his first master only to be caged once more and taken to a slave trading market. From inside his cage, he whimpered and had his tail for accompaniment until his first sale of many.

He was always returned after a few months, the owners not being able to keep a hold of him or pissed because they were tired of him biting them.

At nights Hiroto would look up at the night sky and pray that he would find someone that would take him as he was. The free spirit and someone that wasn't afraid to simply ask him if he wanted to do something. For the last master that had bought him, he was pushed against the other's bedding the moment they got home.

Night after night Hiroto was tied down and taken, the pup crying out for someone to save him. He was never saved. Only one morning the master decided that he wanted to attempt to let his long since silenced pup for a walk. Now at the age of 19, Hiroto was taken out of the room and walked by a collar and short leash. The pup had refused clothing besides some loose fitting pants as they walked about, his master boasting that he had been able to tame an Inu pet himself. People stopped and stared, children wanted to touch and pet Hiroto as the other smiled and allowed them until his master dragged him away.

After a few hours, his master began to loosen his grip more and more on the other's collar. At dusk, on the way home, Hiroto made his escape and ran for an hour before he collapsed in an alley way, panting and exaughisted.

For a few days now, he's been on his own, roaming around, looking for his own master, caring his own leash.

ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:

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The inu whimpered softly, feeling his belly burning with hunger as he looked around from beneath an old boarded crate, the sunlight shining through the spaces, lighting his nose, but not his eyes as he sighed. He looked at the other side of the alley way he'd taken refuge in, the cold cobble stones beneath his body stabbing into his sides and knees as he sighed again and looked to the side, seeing several people passing by the end of the alley, the other side was deserted.

Slowly he crawled out and stretched before standing and tucked the holder of the leash into his pants lining before he walked into the busy street, carriages and horses passing, making him feel so small as he smiled softly and walked over to a small area he deemed as a food court, crawling up to the covered on-ing as he wagged the end of his tail and raised his sad and round eyes over the top of the wooden counter at the fat man who was raising his cleaver to cut a slice of meat. "Again, pooch?" He asked the Inu as Hiroto smiled in a begging sort of way. "I can't keep feeding you... why don't you get a job?" He asked as Hiroto shook his head. "Master might come back..." He whispered as the other sighed. "This is the last time..." He said before handing the other a small cooked piece of brisket. The pup wagged his tail happily and ate it slowly as he hummed in the wonderful taste before he licked at the other's hand, running off to hide again.

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