Cyanide:

[Crystal]

{{BASICS}}

Is it Simple enough for you?
Birth Name: Inappropriate language, kiddies...
Meaning: of no use [first word]; a stupid, inept, unlikable, or contemptible person [Inappropriate-language word]
Current Name: Cyanide
Meaning: a nitrile, as methyl cyanide, C2H3N.
Alias(s): Cyan
Gender: ♀
Age: 8 Years
Sexuality Preference: Heterosexual [Important: Beaten into her]
Species: Canis lupus
Breed: Timber 100%

Does everybody understand me?
Mother: Misshapen
Father: Subjugated
Siblings: Rod[♂], Stem[♀♂], Potent[♀], Rationalize[♂], Reason[♂], Ignorance[♀], Stupidity[♀], Blasphemy[♂], Torture[♂]

Are you all still following me?
Crush: Ha.
Mate: hahahahahahahahahaha!
Offspring: Paranoia, Briar
Other Kin: Jigsaw [otherslistedwhenIlearntheirnames]

Should I talk slower like you're a retard?
Height: 3'
Weight: 115 Lbs
Length: 5.5 feet

Should I talk slower like you're retarded?
Birth Place: Iceland [Not the Country]
Pack: None
Desired Pack: Court Of Miracles
Rank: None
Desired Rank: None...yet [Alpha, but that's not optional is it REALLY? xD]
Location: Anywhere she sees fit for herself.

"Now that you know me...

{{APPEARENCE}}

Yo' they think you're dumb
Body Build: Strong, muscular, thick. A very heavy coat even during the hottest parts of summer, which get irritating and adds to her bad moods.


I think you're smart. No, wait, I lied.
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Coloring:
I think you're dumb.
Eyes: Red
Main Pelt: Black, Browns, Oranges, Whites
Primary Pelt Color: Black
Secondary Pelt Color(s): Oranges & Browns
Ears: [L] Orange, White Tip [R] Black, Orange Tip
Nose: Orange, Black 'scars' on Right Side, Black on Left side
Markings: [L] White socks, Orange above that, [T] Black underside, Orange Tip, Orange Stripe, [B.] Brown cast, Orange Strip on Shoulders, [S.] White Underside, [C] White Chest Marking; Brown mess of hair.
Tattoos: None
Scars: Several [not in picture]; Mostly healed.
Accessories: None.

Mental Status:
Get it
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"Can you ever be the same again?

{{PERSONALITY}}

You just don't get it.
'Issues':
[x] Borderline Personality Disorder
[x] Paranoid Personality Disorder
[x] Intermittent Explosive Disorder
[x] Panic Disorder
[x]Schema-Focused Relationship Problems
1. Emotional Deprivation - Believes she'll never get the care and support she needs
2. Failure - Believes she's never succeeded and can never succeed
3. Entitlement/Grandiosity - Believes she's more important than others, and deserves more out of life
4. Punitiveness - Believes that when one makes any error at all, no matter how small, they much be criticized and punished
[x] Self-Focused Personality Disorder
[x]Antisocial Personality Disorder
Overall: Riddled with issues, this is quite the 'young lady' indeed. She's a pregnant dog, and she knows what she wants, when she wants it, and will get it how she wants to get it. Nothing stands in her way. Nothing. And she doesn't care who she has to take down to get whatever it is that she wants out of life.
Believing others to be weak and inferior to herself, she is always pushing them around and bossing them as she sees fit, telling them exactly where they're messing up, and just how big of a mistake they were in life. She doesn't care who she offends either, and will very well fight to the death on her views no matter what. She believes herself better than everyone, but still mortal, and when she messes up, she takes the role of her parents for herself, and can be found literally finding ways to beat herself up physically for any mistake that she had ever made, while she curses up a storm, all directed at herself. Always trying to become better than what she was the day before, she'll use those around her to achieve and even bigger and better level out of life. There's nothing that can stop her, and nothing that can hold her back.
Violent and Loathing of everything, she lashes out at any given moment, clubbing the nearest person or thing in sight, without any explainable reasoning as to why she did such a thing. When she lashes out, she feels, of course very angry, but also energized by it, but afterward caves in with a feeling of depleted strength. Often she'll feel a slight tinge of Embarrassment when she snaps for no reason, and she admits to that to herself, but it's only for a very short moment in life, and she moves on rather quickly.
She has very violent, quick and painful mood swings that are beyond her control, and she lacks the ability to control her spontaneous and reckless behaviors she often gets herself in. She has a strong issue with maintaining old relationships and forming new ones, mainly because of the violent ways she treats others, and of the belief of how others will treat her if she doesn't "stay on top" of the game. When she trusts the hell out of you though, she trusts you with an iron grip that she will never release. Although the minute you lose this trust, she immediately thinks negative things. She'll threaten her life and yours to no end, as well as anyone you care about if you try to leave, being very much a 'Control Freak', even if she can't really help it much, and she is always expecting them to desert and abandon her anyways, so when they do, she it only confirming to herself that everyone will leave her far behind. On the inside though, she's deathly afraid to be all alone, no matter how abusive she is to others on the outside, and no matter how much she will not admit this to herself. Usually she stresses herself out so badly, she hallucinates things. Small things though, nothing big, and only for periods of brief seconds.
And if you haven't guessed it by now secretly, then yes she is paranoid of others. She's paranoid that they will hurt her the minute she shows any sign of weakness, no matter who they are, and thus never shows any of those signs, or attempts not to.

"I have changed so many times over the years...

{{HISTORY}}

You stupid mother f**ker.

Birth:
She was born atop a large rock, that was slanted at a strong angle, as all of her siblings of this pack were born. Daddy knew best then, and he said the strongest would survive the slide from the rock, to the bottom of the ground that stood, agape and open below. Well, she slid out after a few, most of them being killed off. The ones that survived turned out to be mainly the ones that landed on the dead bodies.
Year I:
The craziest, strongest, and most monumental part of her life. Also, it is the reason why she thinks even the most "abused" child nowadays only make the "nuts" up because they're little nutsheads, and it is why she pushed and pushed her siblings to be more demanding out of, and more stern and harsh upon, their own kids. Often in later years, she's been known to 'take over' the rearing of the kids of her brothers and sisters.
Her father would take her siblings and throw them into things. He often pushed them out of the way, stepped on the, laid on them if they were in the spot he wanted, and threw more work upon their shoulders. Once he even tossed them at a fully-grown Sabre, saying if they can't survive a small cat like that then they were never going to get anywhere in life. A few of the ones that survived the birth, died in the aftermath of their childhood. Also their father pleasured the use of all of them in very perverse ways, often barking for their mother to bring this one or that one, and forcing her to enjoy such 'delicacies' as well out of her own kids, as best as she could. Basically, it was a very demanding part of her life, and the use of her right front limb was crushed by the weight of her father's large body, already out of use LONG before humans ever met her and could attempt removing and healing it up.
Year II:
Still a crazy part of her life. Up until half of it, she was with her father. Once, he impregnated her, and then slammed her repeatedly into things, and pushed her about in ways as to cause her to lose all of the kids, to which was a success. He pregnant doged her out during the whole pregnancy, telling her of how it was all her fault fully, and of what would happen if that ever occurred again. They eventually separated when, at a beach, a shark lunged at him from the waters he stood in, and drug him under. She laughed, said a few things, and then went on her own way.
She learned what it was to be alive then, and on your own. Instead of having food crammed into every orifice of her being, she was allowed to eat freely. Instead of being led everywhere in life, she could wander openly. For the rest of her second year, she lived out the philosophy that no one in life, save that of her own flesh and her own being, was worth the hassle of being around, and with this remark, she lived as a longer. Although, she got lost, and stayed lost for a long time.
Year III:
During the whole year, she kept wandering, not knowing where she was, and still learning a lot about trying to hunt better. A gang of males met up with her, pinned her, and took their times pleasuring her along the journey. They then proceeded to 'claim' her as their own, and began to lead her where she needed to go. She would often fight them back, but they were all Black bloods who prided themselves on their strengths, and their numbers along outnumbered her completely. There she learned that a woman's body was not that woman's body, but the whole world's body as well.
Year IV:
They still led her around. They would force unnatural things, and attempt unnatural ways of raping her while enjoying their own company with each other while doing so. Eventually they weaned her off of the security watch, and started commanding that she bring them food. Often they withheld food from her. At other times, they would force her to choke upon it while forcing it in her mouth, and they would also force her to throw it back up by any means necessary.
Eventually, they got her pregnant, and from there, they disbanded. She tried everything to lose the kids, but could not.
Year V:
Early into this stage of her life, she gave birth to a bunch of happy, smiling little faces. Their treatment was way worse than that of her father's, and she was still yet a rogue. As soon as they could all walk, she made them follow her, without looking back at all. She would punish them for even thinking the wrong thoughts, even if they never admitted to what they were thinking of that she "knew" they were thinking about, and she never slowed her pace for them. Some were lost along the journey, with one or two being too young to have possibly survived on their own, and she never cared to see what might have happened there.
She met up with one or two of her surviving siblings by some kind of miracle, and only in brief meetings did she stay in touch with them, adopting strong philosophies that she held for her kids onto the kids of her siblings, and often exercising them out fully. Only one of the parents ever seemed to mind, but she quickly slit their throat, and the kids as well, save for one, which she left to starve.
Year VI:
She forced them all on their own. She decided that living along wasn't what her life was meant to be, even if she wasn't a chatterbox. Also, she began to express herself more, often barging in on people and telling them how they're 'screwing up', and shoving them around. She broke up a lot of relationships during this year as well, always telling the men how to "better control" their lovers, and telling the women how to be better lovers at that.
This was the year she started to have the strongest wave of confusion over her gender. Often, quietly to herself, she still believes herself as a male. Even when she realizes she is female, and she's forcing "female ways" on all the other females, while realizing that she herself does not follow the same standards she sets for them. Also, she started to watch the parenting of young.
She often kidnapped them too. The young, that is. She would do the same lessons as taught to herself, and had fun in their torments. "they always would scream the loudest", was a quote she once told herself to rationalize it. Having a free life back to herself again, she began to free herself fully, although she was much more a cruel person than before. After most of this year had come and gone, though, she would begin to slowly realize that "tormenting for fun" just wasn't her.
Year VII:
The biggest breakthrough of her life. Also, it was the year that she started to correct parents. Also, some humans caught her during this year, after realizing the misuse of her arm, held her down and worked at "cutting it free" from her, and then using healing herbs, and some horse hair to patch it all up while it healed, before releasing her again to the wild.

"It is impossible to know who I am anymore...

{{EXTRAS}}

It's under your nose.
Likes: Storms, Chaos, And "Proper" Disciplining Skills
Dislikes: Passiveness, Bad Parenting [her style], Chatter-boxes, Overly Friendliness
Values That Are Important: Hard Work & Dedication

"Who Am I...?

I Am [Insert Name Here]
It's over your head.

Theme Song: Stupid MF by Mindless Self Indulgence

{{ART}}
It's out of your reach
By Me: N/A

By Others: Kero


{{CREDITS}}
Profile Outline © Akante
Character Design/Image © Kero
Character © Crystal [History Tidbits © Joker; Family Links © Joker]