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Roleplay Type: World of Equestria

Name: Tuukka

Alias: Alpha

Sex: Male

Species: Diamond Dog [Malamute variety]

Eye Colour: Light Blue

Coat: Is he white with black patches, or black with white patches? I dunno, have a reference.

Hair/tail: No hair to speak of, however his fuzzy tail has a bit of a curl to it.

Physique: Broad shouldered, like most of his kind, though he is fluffier than most. He has a laborer's figure; lean, but not bulky.

Residence: Homeless; Travels via caravan

Occupation: Freelance mining foreman

Unique traits:

  • Intellect: He has a remarkable memory and an insatiable curiosity. His analytical state of mind saw him rising to more supervisory roles rather quickly, eventually rising to the top. In short, he's a good deal smarter than the rank-and-file Diamond Dog, and he knows it. He prefers to out-wit than to overpower. Though among Diamond Dogs, it's not too hard. To those more academically inclined, like Ponies or Griffons, he can still hold his own.
     
  • Charisma: Tuukka can be very emotive and diplomatic, even seductive at times, to get what he wants. The power of persuasion is valuable indeed to any leader. He knows how to get into the heads of his workers and inspire confidence even in dire straits. He doesn't tend to use flowery phrases and prefers to be straightforward, however he has no issue putting his foot down if his patience is tried.
     
  • Fuzzy puppy: Having grown up in a northern tribe, Tuukka is quite accustomed to the cold, and even seems to prefer it.

 

History:
Tuukka was the first of nine born in the northern realm of Equestria, to the East of the Gates of Tartarus, to two miners, his mother and father. Even as a pup he had a dominant and curious personality. If there was a meeting, he wanted to listen in. If there was a strange sound or smell, he wanted to investigate. His home only allowed for so much exploration, however, being underground. The pack resided in a very closed environment in order to shield themselves from as much of the magical seepage and electromagnetic storms from the Gates as they could. This, of course, made for a very rugged and hardy Diamond Dog. Members of the pack still had to go outside to gather food, water and lumber, as well as venture out to trade. Their underground village had many winding mines, some stretching for miles. So long as they could keep finding ores and gems, they would continue to dig and continue to work, and it made them prosperous enough to serve their purpose. They could forge their own tools, furniture, and supports, while trading excess metals and gems for more difficult to come by supplies in their region.

His puppyhood was one of wonder and mischievous behavior. Escaping his parent's clutches, he'd run through the many shafts of his home, sometimes to the workers' ire. There were only so many times you could tolerate a little grey blur zipping out from between your legs and tripping you in mid swing of your pickaxe. When he was forced to sit still and not cause any trouble, he'd sometimes pick up gems that were deposited into the workload just to look at them. He liked to watch the pretty colors dance around in the flickering lights of torches, and sometimes tried to make little pictures with several gems of different colors... At least before they were taken from him to be turned in, despite his whining protests.

Eventually, he was old enough to do some work of his own. But, he knew this meant he couldn't wander around with his friends so much anymore. "It's a life of hard work, for the good of the pack." his mother always said. It wasn't until he saw the value of what she was saying that a sense of community really hit him. He realized the gems and ore they mined were important, both for their own economy, and to trade. They needed to have gems to trade for vitals, such as food and water. If there was no food to be foraged or hunted, they needed to trade. If they could not trade, they could not eat. If they could not eat, they would die. When supplies ran low, or mines began to dry up, Tuukka often took it as a personal responsibility to fix the problem. As a budding adult, he was already developing a take-charge attitude. He enjoyed showing he had initiative and leadership potential. When a mine dried up, rather than the typical 'tell the boss' mentality, he would say 'no, let's try over here first'. 

Over time he learned how to prospect, rather than just mine. He learned how to identify veins and minerals, and where to find them. Eventually, he was leading his own crews down to new tunnels, managing the miners and taking stock of what they dug up. It was his personal mission to make sure his home could prosper.

As time went on, his sense of community and longevity saw him having the potential to become the pack Alpha. His parents, in their elderly stages, were proud of his accomplishments and take-charge attitude. The pack itself knew his work ethic and his loyalty to the group. But, one thing he never grew out of was his curiosity. He turned down the pack's decision to name him Alpha, instead deciding to take on a more entrepreneurial lifestyle: He wanted to leave his home and travel. 

It was one of the only times he had been called foolish. With the Gates causing constant chaos, everyone was sure he'd meet his end. By himself at least. A few others of a similar mindset, tired of being stuck underground and wanting to see the world, decided to go with him. Despite numerous protests, he and his small pack or rogues left their home behind. They braved the Forest of Leota for a short time before deciding to move further south and seek prospects there. He was honestly surprised to find calmer climates when he did travel, and it made him think about the nature of the Forest and the terrible gate it holds. In truth, it fascinated him, but for the moment he preferred the safer climates of central Equestria.

They considered themselves a band of adventurers, though old habits die hard. They found themselves working for bits and gems, to once again trade for food and supplies. Not wanting to degrade back into contentment, they decided to make their operation freelance. Anypony who wanted to hire them, for whatever they may need a crew for, they would gladly accept. From this, they got what they wanted. With Tuukka at the helm, and being the primary negotiator for contracts, the others insisted on addressing him as Alpha. Eventually, he took to the title, even preferring it to his birth name. 

Alpha built up the small group to a bustling band of freelance miners, having their own traveling caravan. They were able to purchase tools, carts, clothing, food, and even hire cattle to pull them along.  To this day he still isn't sure what a bunch of bulls would even do with bits, but so long as they're willing to work he overlooks it.

Now, Alpha continues to search for new prospects, willing to strike a deal and see what the earth holds from him.

 

Character Personality and summary:
Alpha is self-confident almost to the point of arrogance, seeing himself as being above others, even southern-dwelling Diamond Dogs. He can be snide at times, and prefers to speak in a straightforward manner. He has no trouble telling it like it is, even if it means irritating potential clients. He's running a business, not a charity. When not working, he has a strong sense of community and it is very easy for him to socially involve himself. The welfare of those he works with is important to him, even if ultimately it's to fulfill his own goals. He sees himself as a great leader, and enjoys filling the role in whatever capacity he can. 

While he prefers to have work in general, he's much more inclined to take work of an unusual nature. If it piques his intense curiosity, he'll take it. If he can get a sense of adventure AND get paid for it, he's a happy dog.
 

 

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