Post by kahllu on Oct 30, 2006 9:03:23 GMT -5
I was wondering if I could try out for different jobs. As if seems you are a tad short on staffers. 
NAME:
EMAIL: kiki_havenwood@yahoo.com
DESIRED POSITION: DS Writer, Map Designer,Portrait Artist, possibly a patch artist. Although I'm getting better all the time ;D
REFERENCES: Can be other people, or can be examples. Can list dreams as well. Well, I have my own dream..
RP EXAMPLE: (Uhm, I haven't roleplayed in forever but here)Tamakan dog huddled into a ball into the furthest corner, displeased with herself she glared at anything that walked past. Amber eyes showed sorrow, yet anger.
Her head rested apon her paws, thoughts and memories raced about her mind. The dog used to have everything she could ever ask for, before she was dumped here. Ears were pinned agenst her head, as a staff member clipped a peice of paper to the cage.
Name Taraka, Tar, or Tara
Breed Tamaskan Dog
Age 3 years
Stubborn, yet loyal. She isn't one to try and please, although the dog has had 2 years of experiance to the sledding world.
The paper read, although Taraka couldn't understand the symbols. A moment later a child approached the cage and her mother followed close behind, she snorted and looked away "Look mommy a wolf-dog!" she child cheered, she snarled at it.. and the mother rushed the child away from the pen quickly.
"What did I do to deserve this..." she questioned herself, grunting as she stood up to sit by the door. She hung around there for a while, before slumping down to a lay position again. Coarse, thick fur poked out through the wire mesh as she directed her attention to the back wall.
Frantic barks of more hopfull dogs echoed through the long narrow hall, it was all the same it seemed. A puppy got adopted, another dog was put down... what must it be like now outside these brick walls? Tara's tail thumped agenst the floor, sending dirt and dust flying. Her food and water bowls were empty now, and a crumpled up thin mat was all she got to sleep on... nice.
She got up and paced about the pen, wanting out so badly. Everynow and then she'd watch a person walk by.. then exit with or without a dog of their choise.
WHY YOU DESIRE THIS POSITION: Well, I love to dream weave, draw... and I got alot of time on my hands.
WHY WE SHOULD ACCEPT YOU: You seem like you need the help, and I'm online most of the time so...?
HOW OFTEN YOU'RE ON FURCADIA: Every day I can, weekdays too.
DO YOU RP IN THE DREAM?: Well yeah. Its been over a year but heck its like a second home for me in furc.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN VISITNG THE DREAM?: Ever since I came across it last year.
NAME:
EMAIL: kiki_havenwood@yahoo.com
DESIRED POSITION: DS Writer, Map Designer,Portrait Artist, possibly a patch artist. Although I'm getting better all the time ;D
REFERENCES: Can be other people, or can be examples. Can list dreams as well. Well, I have my own dream..
RP EXAMPLE: (Uhm, I haven't roleplayed in forever but here)Tamakan dog huddled into a ball into the furthest corner, displeased with herself she glared at anything that walked past. Amber eyes showed sorrow, yet anger.
Her head rested apon her paws, thoughts and memories raced about her mind. The dog used to have everything she could ever ask for, before she was dumped here. Ears were pinned agenst her head, as a staff member clipped a peice of paper to the cage.
Name Taraka, Tar, or Tara
Breed Tamaskan Dog
Age 3 years
Stubborn, yet loyal. She isn't one to try and please, although the dog has had 2 years of experiance to the sledding world.
The paper read, although Taraka couldn't understand the symbols. A moment later a child approached the cage and her mother followed close behind, she snorted and looked away "Look mommy a wolf-dog!" she child cheered, she snarled at it.. and the mother rushed the child away from the pen quickly.
"What did I do to deserve this..." she questioned herself, grunting as she stood up to sit by the door. She hung around there for a while, before slumping down to a lay position again. Coarse, thick fur poked out through the wire mesh as she directed her attention to the back wall.
Frantic barks of more hopfull dogs echoed through the long narrow hall, it was all the same it seemed. A puppy got adopted, another dog was put down... what must it be like now outside these brick walls? Tara's tail thumped agenst the floor, sending dirt and dust flying. Her food and water bowls were empty now, and a crumpled up thin mat was all she got to sleep on... nice.
She got up and paced about the pen, wanting out so badly. Everynow and then she'd watch a person walk by.. then exit with or without a dog of their choise.
WHY YOU DESIRE THIS POSITION: Well, I love to dream weave, draw... and I got alot of time on my hands.
WHY WE SHOULD ACCEPT YOU: You seem like you need the help, and I'm online most of the time so...?
HOW OFTEN YOU'RE ON FURCADIA: Every day I can, weekdays too.
DO YOU RP IN THE DREAM?: Well yeah. Its been over a year but heck its like a second home for me in furc.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN VISITNG THE DREAM?: Ever since I came across it last year.
