Here we go. I promised I'd get around to it, so here it is! Ven's redone character sheet.
Name: Venison
Original Name:
Vinton Galifer
Species: Dog
Breed: Coydog
Age:
17.5 Pet/5 human 21 Pet/6 Human (after his time in RV)
Neighborhood:
Richardson Valley Haven
Char Type: Main
Nutshell Description: A former thief dog with a troubled past and trust problems. He can be rather blunt and snarky, yet has a tendency to be extremely verbose at times, attempting to sound refined. While he's begun to trust again due to his time in Richardson Valley, he's still somewhat paranoid, thoughts swirling though his head.
Personal Quotes: "No, I am not a feral. Nor am I a pet. I am a stray and I'm just trying to survive."
"Friends can change an animal into a person."
Appearance:
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Venison is colored a dusty lightish golden brown over most of his body, except for his lower legs and the underside of his tail. In those places, his fur is instead a light gray. In addition, Venison has a fur ridge down his back, starting right behind his ears, and it has a tendency to really stick up on the back of his neck. That ridge is a dark brown. His tail is looks like that of a Golden Retriever's. Ven is slightly shorter than other pets, say, maybe an inch or two taller than Joey, from the comic. Venison is also not very strong; he's on the skinny side, though not by much. His eye color is a bright emerald green, seen though a pair of glasses.
One interesting thing about Ven is his clothing. He wears army cargo pants, old and worn, with a large tear down the inside of his left leg. These pants hold most of his supplies and belongings. He's recently been acquiring collars...a simple, dark blue one is his usual favorite, and he'll occasionally wear an emerald green collar that matches his eyes. He also has a flashy red collar with a reindeer shaped tag on it, given to him by Rav, from Richardson Valley; He only wears it on rare occasions, such as holidays. He keeps his jackknife lockpick and a turning tool, as well as his tag, attached to his collars via a carabiner.
Personality:
Venison thinks in a very analytical fashion, so strongly that he sometimes blocks out emotion when thinking. While this allows him to be extremely tactical, he sometimes struggles to maintain a proper balance between emotion and thought. While he once refused to let emotion influence any of his decisions (as he viewed it as a weakness), his time in Richardson Valley with his friends has repaired much of his psyche, allowing him to once again feel.
He's somewhat paranoid, always thinking, always with thoughts swirling in his head. While he sometimes needs to stop, be alone, and sort out his thoughts, this also makes him a quick thinker in hectic situations.
Venison's intelligence shows with his often overly verbose way of speech and flow of snark, both of which tend to have a blunt delivery. He often doesn't mind how people react to his speech, as he generally doesn't trust others or their intentions, and feels less of a need to get close to them due to being (for the most part) fiercely independent. In spite of how he speaks, his intelligence and logic sometimes get people to listen to him, simply because it sounds like he knows what he's talking about (and indeed he often does know what he's talking about).
Background:
Venison's psyche was severely damaged when his parents attempted to control him and his high intellect with psychological conditioning, rendering him with little to no knowledge of emotions and spells of insanity... which also covered up a simple base need of being wanted by others (he was often ignored as a pup, being born in a puppy mill). Unfortunately, he was unable to understand his own mental situation correctly, and confused "respect" and "need" as opposed to being friends or having family. This resulted in about three years of stray life, in an attempt to survive while rallying known dangerous strays to uprise, trying to gain renown from doing so. Suffice to say, this didn't work, and after several failed attempts, Venison ducked his head low and tried to find another angle in life.
When he arrived in Richardson Valley, life threw him a curveball...in the form of friendly pets and humans who... wanted to help him, and went out of their way to do so. He certainly wasn't used to this, as he had been living in cities with strays, who commonly view each other as tools to get things done. Venison became confused as to why others would help him without asking anything in return, and also became equally curious, and stuck around to figure out exactly what knowledge he was missing. His emotions slowly began to rebuild over time, and eventually, that combined the kindness of the others convinced Venison to stay, and he declared himself the "Neighborhood Dog," despite the fact that Richardson Valley was swarming with pets. He mainly called himself the neighborhood dog because of his tendency to sleep and eat at his friend's houses, not truly being owned and cared for by a single family, though "officially" (he denies it,) on paper, he's Sara Ligerr's pet. This is so he's not a stray, and retains some rights as a pet if captured by animal control or other perks, such as allowing him to hold a part time job.
His close friends are Ravage Ligerr, Sara's German Shepard dog, and Pavelle Nelson, the ex-thief Raccoon. They were among the first animals Venison personally met when he arrived, Rav befriending him though constant displays of friendship, and Pavelle and Ven simply going back and forth as rival thieves with different values, eventually meeting a common ground and become close friends.
Venison wishes to become fully independent, able to support himself without the aid of others- despite himself being a pet. However, at the current moment, he's trying to track down and bring home Pavelle, a close friend of his whom has disappeared, presumably into the forest, brought there by her supposed brother, Felix.
Other Notes
-Venison makes frequent use of the lockpick hung around his neck, usually when digging around for supplies...or getting somewhere he's not supposed to. He acquired these by ordering them online behind his parent's backs, originally intended for one of his first escape attempts.
-His cargo pants hold a multitude of supplies, from duct tape, to food, to oil for maintaining his lockpick. Just about anything he needs, really.
-He's got horrible eyesight! He wears corrective lenses to solve that problem. But due to his bad eyesight, his hearing is quite good.
-With such high intelligence, Venison has access to knowledge that astounds pets and humans. He seems to have extensive knowledge on a variety of subjects and trades, such as locksmithing.
-His agility is what kept him alive the most: Most people can't touch him. His dexterity is extremely stable as well.
-Venison has a non-lethal, homemade, electroshock weapon: The Balishock. It's basically a Balisong (a.k.a. Butterfly knife), but instead of a blade, there are tazer probes set in place. It's got two settings: A small shock setting for fighting people off, and a strong shock setting made to temporarily knock people out. He uses it during fighting, as his strength often isn't enough to down an opponent. He created it in his parent's labs, stealing and using their supplies. It's partially jerry rigged for repairs and can be prone to failure.
-Venison has another tool/weapon: The Vendellaun, a modified makeshift launcher. It can shoot punt out just about anything that can fit into it's muzzle- from rocks to water balloons, and a grappling hook. It can't, however, fire any traditional ammo (such as flares) due to it's modifications. He aquired it during his time in RV, modifying a flare/grenade launcher with the aid of Del, a scientist mouse.
-Being fiercely independent and intelligent, it's hard to persuade him, unless it's in his interests. On the other hand, Venison has horrible trouble persuading others.
-He dislikes taking his pants off in public, following human modesty values of his own free will.
-His main residence was a room in Sara's backyard barn, which was remodeled into a clubhouse. The clubhouse, named by Rav, is aptly called "Fort Venison." It is currently vacant as Venison is away, searching though the forests for Pavelle.
SPECIAL
STR-3
PER-7
END-3
CHA-4
INT-10
AGI-10
LUC-5
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Whew! Sorry for the length. If anyone has any questions, or think I forgot anything, feel free to ask!