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Another new kid, weee! OTL
Last one, I promise!



☆ No: 0081
☆ Name: Grisha
☆ Rank: 01
☆ Type: D

☆ Age: 12
☆ Gender: Male
☆ Height: 153  cm (5 ft) 
☆ Root: borzoi dog (Russian Wolfhound)
☆ Side:  :bulletblack:Black:bulletblack: 

☆ Ability:  [R4; --]
            Spider; Ability to materialize up to six additional hands, which are only visible to the user, but can perform physical work. The materialized hands are usually black transparent and can do the same things regular hands can, except they are around 20 times stronger. (Can pack a punch as strong as throwing an around 600 kg boulder, can lift a 600 kg boulder. The actual strength depends on users weight, multiply it by 20). The additional arms can stretch and bend at any angle, but their maximum length is 20 user's heights.


☆ Winter Uniform: Default R1 Black with gloves, can take off cape.

☆ Personality: 
| Extremely obedient | Loyal | Caring | Playful | Self-sacrificing | Quick-witted | Observant | Always alert| Blunt | Coward | Bottles up negative emotions |

Trained since birth, Grisha has become extremely obedient. He will listen to everything that’s said to him by a human, no matter what could be consequences to him. However, towards his peers he is a very caring person, ready to sacrifice himself for the sake of someone else he sees in need. In same time is very observant, ready to react to moments notice, as well as do so in the best way possible. He is very light sleeper and always stay alert no matter the situation. It’s very hard to catch him off-guard.  In same time can be a blunt and oblivious about how world works outside asides from what has seen in hippodrome and on the ranch. He will almost never break and order no matter what, as is afraid to act on his own most of the time. Often enough bottles up his emotions as well, mostly negative ones, hiding what he is truly feeling. 

☆ Likes|Dislikes: 
+ running, playing, learning new things, being petted, meat and meat dishes, new things, soft and warm places, company, Galina. 
- running (forced), orders conflicting with his beliefs, old food, cold, loneliness, being locked in and/or left alone, seeing others get hurt. 

☆ Background:

TL;DR: Bred to be a racer in dog hippodrome and spent almost all his life training, running and racing against his peers. Felt sorry about his half-sisters sufferings due to her constant loses, so tried to help her in some way, ending dropping further down as well, together suffering mistreatment from their owner.  After overhearing that they are planned to be sold as won’t get better track record till reaching puberty either way, runs away with his sister when opportunity presents itself. While on the run happened upon church people and were taken in by them. 

World int he hippodrome is small, dark and filled with greed. Only winners can live in luxury, while rest can only strive and hope fate will end being kind to them. 

Grisha was born into racing dog cumimi breeding farm. His father was a pure-red lineage racing champion of decent level, only one in the house with as many wins, while his mother had only recently hit puberty after racing all her childhood and gaining a decent amount of wins. Because his master hadn’t had any decent male heir to his champion for quite some time, he placed a lot of hopes onto Grisha. However it didn’t meant that start of his life was easy or different than any other cumimi child born into this breeders ranch. 

Soon after birth, he was separated from his mother and given to a retired ‘bitch’, that took care of all the babies and toddlers in the farm. He grew the same way as the rest of puppies around him, watching older kids race and train daily, till reaching about five years of age, when pushed into same routine as older kids. Since then his days were filled with training, running, practice races and occasional trips to the hippodrome with his master to join in the races there. Races at hippodrome were held at least once a week, at least to those which master brought him along with other kids of the ranch. After all - all of the racing dog cumimi’s had to gain wins. Till the age of thirteen they were set to race as much as their owners wanted as a dog with more wins was more valuable. Those who couldn’t get up to standard were discarded - sold into slavery or otherwise profited from by their masters. Breeder eyes were only onto winners - those who could rake in the wins and money for them, to grow up in prized racers. 

Grisha was a mediocre racer. He could win, if he pushed himself and rarely truly came in last. Although his loses were punished by master, they rarely went as severe as his half-sisters that had been born almost at the same time as him. His heart started to break seeing her suffering through their masters punishments and afterward forced to race again, despite not recovering properly. He tried to protect her. In races they went together he tried to push her forward as much as he could. However it meant that instead he was the one who lost. And loses were not tolerated by their master. Often enough he was forced to skip the meals, beaten and locked up in a tight closet. Only his face and limbs were sparred as those were used for running - face for gamblers to look at and want to bid for, limbs - for moving faster on the track. However despite all that, hatred was starting to grow in Grisha’s heart. Hatred towards his master seeing him cruelly mistreat his half-siblings in the ranch. Hatred towards his helpers that abused them. Hatred towards other owners that would beat their racers after loses in the dog waiting area at hippodrome. And hatred towards gamblers looking at them with burning eyes, cheering or wailing and insulting them depending on their performance. However boy did nothing, just observed everything. Because since being able to understand what was happening to him and those around him, he was trained into obedience. He couldn’t disobey no matter the order, silent horrors buried into his memory of what could happen if he did. So he swallowed his hatred and lived as till then, trying to keep his sister safe and protect his siblings, despite sometimes hurting himself in the process. 

However, as he and his sister got older and were to turn close to 12 years old, Grisha overheard his master talking about selling them. There was no way the two of them could gain any decent achievements in racing and one of his younger half-siblings were showing a promising talent on the track, so he just brought them to their now almost daily races for the little fee he gained for entry in the race. What Grisha heard his master talk made boy feel uneasy and he asked their grandmother - caretaker of the little ones - what could await them away from the ranch if they were sold. She wasn’t sure, but knew that it won’t be anything good, because they were loser dogs, only their looks having some sort of value in human eyes. 

One night, after returning from the hippodrome, their masters van happened to fall into accident. It wasn’t anything serious, but short-tempered man went out to shout it out with the other party. Unnoticed to him - van’s back doors had cracked open due to the force of collision, refreshing breeze flowing over the tired racers inside. They were told to stay put there. However Grisha couldn’t help but to stare outside through the crack, imagining himself running away. And for the first time in his life - he broke an order. He knew that if he and his sister stayed inside the van - their life will be miserable and possibly short. However - if they choose to run now - they might gain a fighting chance. At least they would of tried to change something. So, with quickly beating heart he took his sisters hand and pulled her along to the outside. Their siblings questioned what they were doing and if they were crazy. However Grisha replied that two of them had nothing to lose anymore and slipped out of the back. The two cumimi children sneaked away, before breaking into run in the darkness, going as fast and as far as their tired bodies would allow, before hiding and resting. 

However running away just like that is never easy. Both of them were still in the racing uniforms they used in hippodrome, so some people recognized them and tried to catch them. They didn’t know that their master was searching for them. Even if they were loser dogs - they still had some value. And by allowing his dogs to run away he practically becomes a laughing stock to other breeders. So he searched for them diligently, sibling pair forced into almost constant run for the next few days. Till tired, exhausted, hungry and desperate they happened to run into a church’s group. They didn’t know what to do, but there were a couple of cumimi in the group and they pleaded for help. At least some help to gain a bit of rest. They were taken in by the church and allowed long needed rest. 

☆ Time spent in the house: [December]
    First thing Grisha experienced was a request to attend an odd trip into the night. Quite confused, he followed other together with his sister towards a lake, where they got to experience tasty treats outside and ended being pulled into a graystorm. Confusingly Grisha spent 3 years alongside his sister learning about different things and killing people. However he couldn't go against orders there still. They woke the next morning in their new beds, confused for the most part.
    Day's after were mostly filled in with learning new things about the house, not missing or skipping on meals, training alongside Jan and others, running in free time and bit of exploring. He even managed to find a couple of grays on his own, taking too late walks along with couple of girls. As well as learn things Grisha didn't knew before. It was a bit odd - trying to adjust to a different life and different things. Almost every day there was something new for him. 
    Soon enough day of the mission came and Grisha stood together with his sister to wait for orders. They were sent into the forest together with an odd pair of bickering cats, where they found an amusement park and were told to clear it. Grisha was a bit lost and dazed, place reminding of hippodrome, but not at the same time. They tried rides and were dizzy from all the lights and sounds. However they did found the source of all of it. In a sense - they finished the mission. However Grisha decided not to go in details how, pushing away the unease he felt. Orders were fulfilled in the end after all, right? 

No-one ended questioning Grisha about how mission had went, so borzoi soon relaxed, spending time mostly relaxing for now. He saw a few new faces in the house and helped one of the newcommers to fall asleep during the early morning hours, dragging Cello along with him to sleep in same bed as Galina. After all - both borzoi's were used to sleeping in a large pile and saw no problems with that. 
Either way, rest of the time was spent by Grisha mostly alone, slowly returning to his previous training regime. Although his mind started to wander about possibility of changing into human or dog due to witnessing a change in the study room. Boy stayed indecisive. 
While roaming around the house, he happened upon a gathering of kids as well. The game they played was slightly odd, but Grisha decided to join in as well, although only for a moment. 

☆ Trivia:
~ Likes to run for pleasure, but dislikes when is ordered to run for sport. 
~ Has very good dynamic vision. 
~ Obeys every command that is given by a human or authoritative figure. 
~ Has come to conclusion that all humans are corrupted and dark inside, but has never thought about acting against them. 
~ Becomes restless if doesn’t find outlet for energy (usually relaxes by running)
~ Likes pets no matter who is giving them. 
~ is rather playful, when happy. 
~ innocent on how world works outside from what has happened in the hippodrome and ranch.
~ very protective of his half-sister. 

☆ Relationship chart link to come
☆ Previous apps: link to come
RP's available: Comments, .doc's, Skype.
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tshuki's avatar
RP attack~///

It was early morning and Jan was walking out of his room to head to the usual morning training.

Like a ghost Kiri was trailing along - having slept on the sofa at the end of the black side rooms, not to oversleep the deal. He yawned. It wasn't easy to wake, when it was still dark outside, but he was serious about protecting the birds, so he had to go.