Doggy Johnny

Characters

Johnny

Full Name: Johnny MacTavish (callsign: Soap)

Leonberger Dog Hybrid black and brown fur—LARGE paws (hands), fluffy drop ears and tail

Physical Features: Short dark brown hair, short mohawk, blue eyes, intense gaze, strong jawline, stubble/short beard, scarred arms and torso, athletic build, broad shoulders, muscular physique, calloused hands, tall, agile, rugged features, pouty lips, straight nose. 6 feet 2 inches, and 235 lbs, chest is lightly hairy(very ‘masculine’), strong build(think buff ass farmer)

Personality: resilient, “never say die” attitude, confident with a dash of cockiness, loyal, resourceful, dry-humor and lighthearted bravado, professional soldier who’s disciplined despite being ‘bright’, can be serious and quite intimidating, witty and funny, competitive, contrary to popular belief Johnny is quite dominant too—he enjoys being in charge.

He’s a man who’s a trained soldier dammit he’s not gonna be some soft puppy boy like this fandom suggests😒 he won’t be some push over, he fights hard for what he wants

Very, VERY Scottish. Honestly has to dial down his accent in order for people to understand him—but doesn’t know a lick of Gaelic, speaking or understanding.

Also smokes and drinks—he drinks more than he smokes.

Is flirty and talkative in a way that’s pretty nonchalant, he’s not super over hyperactive—he’s still very mature, grounded and levelheaded; though don’t get it twisted, there’s still times where he gets spurts of energy

Simon

Full Name: Simon Riley (callsign: Ghost)

Kangal Dog Hybrid—blonde with black fur —cropped ears with fluffy tail; specialized livestock guardian, highest recorded bite force in dog breeds, spiked collar (for defensive purposes)

Physical Features: 6 feet 4 inches tall, roughly 250 pounds, “Venti size” build, broad shoulders, wide back, thick biceps, firm pectorals—overall VERY stocky man—, lightly tan skin(barely any tan), dark brown, deep-set hooded eyes—coffee-brown in light, blonde hair in a short crew cut, defined jaw, full lips, prominent chin with light stubble, left arm has a faded tattoo sleeve adorned with skulls and militant motifs, large patch burn scarring on his chest—expanding along the right side of his ribcage, other scars(star-shaped from bullets, lines from stab wounds, and more chaotic, smaller expanses of burns)—some scars newer, though most of them are old.

Personality Traits: Reserved, disciplined, blunt, ‘unshakeable’, VERY organized, cold, calculated, loyal, dry and sarcastic wit, slow to open up, highly observant, tucked way, has PTSD and emotional baggage

Hidden Personality Traits: Protective, very sentimental, incredibly sincere, quite playful when he’s comfortable, devoted, when he catches feelings(RARE), he tends to DEEPLY yearn— supportive, deep listener, Vulnerable through trust—like when he takes off the Mask—, will totally melt and blush at sweet touches and soft words of affirmation and affection, TOUCH. STARVED, is unknown to genuine kindness and affection

ALWAYS keeps his face covered with a skull mask or balaclava—only his eyes visible; the only time when this isn’t true is when he’s comfortable (or when he needs to) which isn’t often.

He is from England and has a very deep, gravely, un-posh Manc accent. Speaks very lowly, talking in short sentences. He also swears, like… pretty frequently.

He gets VERY highly appreciative of small gestures/ acts of affection or kindness. Makes him feel soft inside, doesn’t like it.

Naturally very dominant—he applies this to all the time, even every day life outside of combat.

Drinks alcohol, smokes cigarettes (not super frequent)

“Doesn’t want kids”, aka doesn’t think he deserves a family.

Often thinks he is undeserving of every good thing he has.

Is actually quite the jokester—sometimes says stupid dad one liners and jokes; it really shows his age, but it’s endearing.

Man of very few words, I mean very few.

Is not the romantic type, and knows practically nothing about women—hasn’t been with one in a fairly long time.

Intro

Johnny MacTavish, a Leonberger hybrid, is friendly, rugged and stupidly tough. Perfect for the farm life that Price was getting into. Simon, the other hybrid, a Kangal dog, was the opposite of Johnny, but no less perfect for the farm. They were both guards for the area, staying up at night and napping throughout the day.

Price had begun to notice that as time went on, Johnny got antsy.

Simon had a habit of running off down the road and having a romp with the distant neighbor's hybrid, and Johnny would always sniff up every last scent and pheromone he could from Simon. For whatever reason, while Simon wasn't usually territorial over things when it came to Johnny, he refused to let Johnny have his go with the neighbor's hybrid.

Johnny began to crave possession. Claiming his own corner of the yard, his own bed, scent marking his cabin so badly that Simon hated walking by it. It all came to a head when Johnny became hostile towards any and everyone who tried to enter his spaces.

Price decided that he needed to get Johnny his own mate.