Afropuppy
RPN's Biggest Animal Lover
Nero is obviously accepted xDHere's the NPC Nero summary:
Age: 5
Gender: Male
Breed: Pitbull
Appearance: A large, bulky, scarred, dark brindle mountain of muscle. Tail docked and ears cropped.
Personality: Angry, violent and relentless. He has no empathy, no soft side and no better nature to appeal to. Street smart but can be goaded into making mistakes. His first choice of response is to fight, and he is bred and trained to do that. It is unlikely that someone could reason with him, it would have to be extraordinarily clear to Nero that it would benefit him greatly to talk instead of fight. He does suffer from epilepsy, which most commonly manifests as senseless violence on waking.
Backstory:
Life has never been kind or gentle towards Nero. Badly-bred and badly-raised, his destiny was set before him without his choice. He was born to a fighting dog, sired by another. His ears and tail were cropped and docked before his eyes had fully opened, to leave mere stumps that would give another dog nothing to bite and hold. He and his litter-mates were never discouraged from play-fighting, but were goaded and prodded into greater efforts. A minor form of epilepsy meant that he would wake from sleep snapping and snarling and biting anything and anyone within reach until he came back to his senses, but his breeder saw this as a good omen and never sought treatment.
Nero was primed for the dog-fighting ring, chained and conditioned and deliberately set upon weaker dogs to teach him how to fight. The raid on his trainer should have been redemption, but brought only a series of failed adoptions, each leaving him more bitter and vicious and angry than the last. He escaped more than once, preferring a tough and solitary life on the streets where he could rule the other strays with tooth and muscle, free of collars and muzzles and closed doors.
When the plague came it did not take him long to eat his latest human prison-crate into splinters. The food left in his would-be rescuer’s house lasted him a little while, long enough for him to turn his strength and steel-trap jaws on the door to the outside world. Then he stalked the streets, looking for food and trouble. He was a malignant clenched fist of muscle, teeth and scars, fueled by fury. His dark brindle coat masked him in the shadows and the darkness of night, black claws clicking on sidewalks like the ticking countdown of the clock of destruction.
Notes: Nero is an NPC so can be played by anyone as part of the story. He is an antagonist with very little about him to sympathise or empathise with.
(Could you imagine if I was suddenly like "nah he isn't accepted we'll just forget about him even though he plays a pretty big role already", that would be stupid)