A strange ||Enigma!?||

[enigma]

you woke up , in pieces ,





Enigma--
N/A--
Male--
Shepherd mix--
5 years--
Straight--
Tidus--
Warrior--
None--


from making these changes ,


fur color: Golden brown
eye color: Dark, almost black Brown eyes
height: forty two inches high
weight: one hundred and seventy five pounds
build: Tall and slender
noticeable marks: Plenty of scars. He has golden/Yellow marks on various parts of his body
quick description: Enigma is a tall, lean male, with a thin layer of muscle lining his body. Although he looks like he was built mainly for running as opposed to fighting-He actually has a nice balance going on; Making him very effective in combat. Covering his body are a light splattering of scars; Obtained from his various fights and scraps. Making him look slightly battered-Yet adding a look of experience to his young face. I think the most noticeable trait of Enigma's are his slightly luminous, golden marks that cover his body nicely. He has three going down the sides of his back, arrow-like markings on his legs, and two marks placed directly below his eyes. Accenting his prominent cheek bones and well-chiselled head. One would consider Enigma as a canine of moderate looks-Maybe at the lower end of handsome to some people. By no means is he an ugly canine; But he's no hot-rod either. He is placed nicely and snugly in the middle, and he's happy about that.


and holding the ransom ,

Personality--
To put it simply, Enigma is has the mentality of a mindless soldier-He follows all orders, No matter how bad or awful they may seem to others, He speaks only when spoken to, And keeps himself looking respectable at all times. He was turned into what he is now by his former pack, which was like the human army on many levels when you think about it. When talking to enigma you may notice that he seems a little distant-As if he were being forced to talk to you, and is only answering out of respect. (He isn't really like that though, He just seems like it)

On slightly similar note; Enigma talks as if he were from an old British film, As he refers to all females as 'Ma'am' And other males as 'sir' and he pronounces his words properly- thinking that any form of slang is lazy. He sounds very respectable really. Though, I don't think you would respect him much when you heard what he could do--Without feeling a single bit of remorse about his actions. You see, it seems as if Enigma has no conscience at all-And has done some pretty awful and cruel stuff when told to by his alpha (Though he hasn't done anything like that on his own accord-He's like a puppet to most, And does the dirty work when asked). His expression is normally a serious one, with a slight grimace to it that makes him seem unapproachable and cold, but he's not. And despite the fact that he looks a little pissed off most of the time-Enigma is actually a very mellow, calm guy who's really hard to piss off in the slightest. He holds himself very well and has rational, tactical thought even when under fire (If he has the exact orders of what to do though, otherwise he's an unskilled, go-with-your-gut type of soldier whose first instinct in battle -when not informed- is to rip his enemy's head off as soon as possible)

He was told by his generals (More like forced to-Or manipulated to at a time of severe weakness) To have no fear-To look death and possible torture in the eye with a smile on your face. And of course it was a success-As today Enigma still has no concept of danger or fear, and would be facing death and not care. It's more of a weakness then a strength really, But his superiors thought they were making -in their eyes- a perfect soldier. they also made him think that betraying who you are in alliance to is worse then death. Which is, again, More of a weakness rather then a strength if you look at from Enigma's safety point of view. As he would rather die then spill the beans about his pack's secrets. Not very smart really-But Enigma was basically modified by those dogs to live for the fight, And they didn't want him compromising them out of spite again.

So In a way, Enigma is almost robot like-As if he hasn't got a life of his own. Those dogs have messed with his head and created something more similar to a Machine then a fellow dog. A living thing basically modified to serve another to the death. And the sad thing is-Is that Enigma doesn't even realize it. He looks up to his leader with eyes of respect and loyalty, Even when they're just using him as a pawn to gain power.

History--

Enigma started out as a normal dog. Well, He had his own mind at least. He grew up in a derelict hotel with peeling walls and mould covered floorboards-It wasn't particularly nice, but it was enough. His name wasn't Enigma to start off with, you know-But was 'Jay' He got his name a little later. Well, He was an outspoken, rebellious dog once upon a time, the sort of teenager that caused his family a lot more trouble then he was worth. His parents were basically sick of him being around, And forced him to go and enrol in a very militaristic pack, that was forming not ten minutes down the road from their hotel. He hated it there, and caused as much trouble as he could. and ended up almost destroying it when he told the other packs of their fighting strategies. After that, even the they were wanted him gone-Though they wouldn't give up as easily as his parents had.

So one night they took him to a remote location-Kicking and screaming, Where they stopped him eating or sleeping, biting into one of his legs whenever he showed any resistance. They called it 'beasting'. Enigma soon became a wreck, having had no food or sleep in a while-He was very suggestible and took peoples words remarkably easily. They then drilled it into his head that he wanted to comply, he would listen to what they said and he would do it without a single complaint-that he had no fear of anything-Even death. They also made him think that nothing was wrong-So long as his leader wished it. Thus almost destroying all conscience he had at that point. The icing on the cake really, was that they also ordered him to never to compromise who he was in alliance to, ever again- That it was the lowest of the low; even worse then killing a million innocent pups and females. The fraternity were very surprised that this method had worked on such a, once, Free spirited individual, and named him enigma; To just basically say how strange and dumbfounded they were by the transformation he had undergone. When the leaders Actually got to talk to him properly (They hadn't been able to before. He would just block them out and shout if they yelled at him for it) they were disappointed when they found out that their little 'puppet', had no elemental powers whatsoever. But that soon vanished as they found out about how talented a fighter he was. They were proud of their creation, And often boasted about him freely from then on. Enigma had won every fight he had ever been involved in after he joined the fraternity, and became the object of awe in the new recruits joining the pack. Though, That changed when his leaders didn't give him the exact orders of what to do. In fact-Everything changed. For the worse.

In the one battle Enigma hadn't got the exact orders from his superiors of how to go about the fight-He became reckless. Causing the opposing team to win. It was of such a large magnitude, And had left so many dead. That the fraternity never recovered from it. The generals themselves were killed in the bloodshed-So it all ended in that one fight. It could have been mere coincidence that they were wiped out on that one instance that Enigma had messed up in-But he still thinks it was his fault. though he doesn't care about the sheer number of dead-They got rid of his conscience, remember? The only thing he regrets is failing his leader-That and that only. He himself only survived through the other side thinking he was dead-As he had been knocked out in the conflict. So afterward he just wandered about the city, not doing much with his life.

Aaaand I'm too lazy to type the rest ._.

won't write you an anthem ,


I go by the name ||Enigma||
I am female
I found this amazing site through an advertisement on another RPG



this broken heart was stronger then ,

"Marshall growled, baring his teeth and snapping in frustration as the rabbit evaded his grasp yet again, running into a deep rabbit hole and leaving Marshall no choice but to try and dig the little bugger out. He had already chased it half way across the island, and was in no mood for games now; with there being little decent food about in these winter months, a rabbit should be considered a treat, or something along those lines anyway. He furrowed his brow in frustration as he dug, a look of confusion striking his face...He seemed to smell..dog?. He could tell it was female, but that was about it really.

His nose baffled him sometimes, as he usually smelt or heard something before actually seeing it, leaving him in a never ending guessing game as to what was approaching. He shook his head and decided to leave it, the dog would show itself soon enough and Marshall had better things to do, like getting this damn rabbit out of it's hole for instance? the little thing had managed to dig itself even further into it's dark hiding place, And Marshall began to wonder why he was even bothering. Although he was hungry, this was a little too much, even for a patient dog such as himself.

He sighed and decided to give it one last go, And dug with twice the ferocity as before, a load of brown, grainy dirt flying behind him as he did it. He stuck his tongue out the side of his mouth as he scraped away the dirt, a look of concentration on his face.
Finally! He had the rabbit in his sights and within a few seconds he had it in his watering jaws, A look of pride slowly appearing his wolfy face. He was truly proud of himself, as it was the first rabbit he'd caught in weeks, and he rarely caught anything anyway, he usually just led people the the prey and let them do the work, as he wasn't talented in any other aspects but his nose, ears and eyes. He was about to tuck in, when the sent of the approaching dog came closer and closer by the minute, and before long Marshall could actually see the dog lopingtowards him. He gulped, and took in a deep breath, hoping this wouldn't lead to a fight."