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[Jones.]

Username:
Jones.

Name:
Brooke

Gender:
Female

Species:
Dog, American Pit ball terrier.

Kennel Number:
Number 79

Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
I would like, no, love this character because:

- I have no dog characters and I love her <3
- Pit balls need more loving publicity <3
- I would order art of her.
- I would put her in lots of roleplays.
- I would put her in my character thread.
- Snuggle her too much <3
- Keep posting updates of whats going on <3

Personality:
Brooke is a very quiet, reserved and self controlled animal, she is very intelligent and can think pretty much as good as any human. She has her own opinions on most things but is still pretty silent. However, her and her mother have never been close, and they do tend to have a few arguments which then can lead to fights. She finds it difficult to trust and it will take a lot to make her be trusting and friendly towards you.

History:
I had a regular Pit ball pup hood, bred to fight. My mother was a fighter before me, not a successful one but still a fighter, my father was also a fighter but I'd never met him. I had many brothers and sisters and my mother would be constantly barking at me to show my violent side. I would refuse. My siblings would already be tearing things to shreds and fighting with each other thanks to the encouragement of my owner. I would yap and nudge them away from each other in the chance they wouldn't end up like my parents, scared physically and emotionally. Soon it was time for my first fight, I was led into the arena in a back-alley place. I had a harness around my chest and a chain lead attached to that. My owner was a stupid man, thinking I was the most vicious of his dogs because I was always barking and nudging the dogs. He never watched me properly, seeing what I was really like. Quiet and reserved. I was thrown into a small cage, a small sand arena before me. There was a vicious barking from across the arena, I peeked out the cage and saw a savage looking dog throwing himself around in the cage. I tucked my tail between my legs and quivered against the back of the cage. Then, suddenly, the doors were released. The howling creature flung its self through the door, searching the arena for its opponent. I released I had a choice. I could stay here and be attacked willingly or I could try to fight my way out. I gingerly stepped forward and closed my eyes as the dogs jaws locked on my leg...

When I awoke I was still on the sand floor, the grains of sand embedded in the deep wounds on my body. I grimaced with pain as I shifted my leg. The other dog was gone, as was the spectators. I was alone. I led in the sand, thinking of my situation. I could move and try to find help, but that would cause severe pain and maybe damage my injuries more. Or I could lie here and die. I gritted my teeth, running a dry tongue over them once I'd finished. I stood up, blinking hard as I did, I managed to walk to the roadside where I collapsed in pain. I don't know what happened but when I awoke I was on a sort of bed. When I lifted my head I realised that I was in one of those things that humans used to go places. Looking over to the person driving, I finally managed to work out who it was. My old owner. The one who put me in this state, I bared my teeth but was too weak to do any further. Soon, we stopped. He opened the door and threw me out into a small garden. Again I grimanced with pain, but he carryed on walking into the house. I didn't recongise where we were, I'd never seen this place before. When he did return there was something long and round in his hands. It was smooth and brown, long but with a metal trigger at the end of it. Then, I knew what it was. And what it was meant for. I had two options, stay here and end my life, my suffering and my pain. Or run and hope to find a new home. I thought them over, and of the crowd that was down at the dog fight and wondered if there ever was such a thing as a 'nice' home. But, then again, I always was curious, I could go and explore the world and one day hope to find a nice home. Sooner then later, the gun was pointed at my head. I had to choose now. As he drew the trigger of the gun... I stayed put. I wanted to end my suffering.
Other:
Got quite emotional writing this xD
Ginger ale


Username:
Jones.

Name:
Show name: How Do You Like Me Now?
Barn name: Tango.

Gender:
Mare

Species:
Horsey :3

Kennel Number:
93

Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
- I love her design and horse charries are my favorite <3
- I would order art of her.
- I would put her in lots of roleplays.
- I would put her in my character thread.
- Snuggle her too much <3
- Keep posting updates of whats going on <3

Personality:
Tango is a very flirty mare, flirting with any stallion she meets but never takes it further then that. She has serious commitment issues and will buck and kick at any stallion who tries to take it further. Tango isn't sure why she does this, but it is secretly because of her past. When she was a foal, born and raised in this show stables, one of their grooms, angered by her refusal to be broken, would strike out at her. She doesn't really know why this effects her, but in a weird way it changed her. Made her dedicated to her work, focused on her dressage work. Trying to get the best out of her natural talent.

History:
Tango snorted as the groom attached a headcollar and lead rope to her head, she obediantly followed him as he tied her to the rail on the wall. Suddenly she felt a soft pad on her back, she turned her beautiful head around to sniff at the thing on her back. But as soon as she do so, the groom striked her muzzle. Tango was confused by this and shook her head, as she turned to face the wall. All of a sudden she felt a weight on her, and again she turned her head to look. The groom had put a strange thing on her! She resisted the temptation to sniff the weird thing on her back, in case of a strike again. But when the groom but his foot in the stirrup and swung onto her back she tossed her head and reared, sending the groom flying. When he appeared next to her, he raised his whip and swung it down, hard, onto her shoulder....



Other:
Ginger ale

Username:
Name:
Show Name: Reckless
Barn name: Kalypso

Gender:
Stallion

Species:
Horse.

Kennel Number:
94

Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:


Personality:
Reckless is well... Reckless. He is a very talented eventer but is just extremely unfocused, he has one vice which is wind sucking but that is currently being dealt with. He doesn't ever buck, kick or bite his rider he just doesn't listen. Being a stallion he likes doing what he wants to do, and if he doesn't want to work. He wont. Simple. Kalypso tends to loose his cool most often in the showjumping and dressage ring. On the cross-country he works fine, simply because he can gallop to his hearts content. But in the arenas where he needs to focus and stay calm he tends to think that he can just mess around and flunk his test.

History:
Other:
Ginger ale


(Dont have time right now, just posting so I dont forget :3)

[I am Pinkie Pie]

Re-trying for these pets.

Username:
I am Pinkie Pie
Name:
Harmony
Gender:
Filly (Female)
Species:
Horse
Kennel Number:
10
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Well, I would really like this character because:
-I looove horses.
-I would give her lots of care and love.
-I would give her a comfy and cozy home.
-I would put her in one role play.
-She would be my first charry!
-Who wouldn't want her!?
-I wouldn't change a thing about her, not even her name!
-I would buy art for her.
Personality:
Harmony is naturally shy, but not exactly skittish. Mostly from the other foals making fun of her. She is very gentile and kind to animals and others and would never hurt a living thing on purpose.
History:
Well, it all started when I, Harmony, was born in a land filled with Unicorns and Pegasi. My mother, a unicorn, was the only one who truly loved me. Everyone, even my father, would say cruel words to me only because I didn't have wings or a horn. My mother was very protective over me and would hurt the other unicorns and pegasi. Most of the time the pegasi would fly away, and the unicorns would run. The only one who would listen to me was my mother, of course! So I would talk to her all the time about how lonely I was without friends and my mother would tell me someday someone would understand me and love me as much as her. I always believed her and knew it was right. One day the herd was grazing by a forest. It looked interesting to go see, so I asked my mother if I could go in. She said yes but to stay close. I did so and as I wandered around I could hear the chirping of birds and the nibbling of rabbits chewing on their food. As I watched the rabbits a colorful butterfly landed on my flank. I turned to look at it and looked happy there. I wonder if butterflies make friends. I thought watching the butterfly crawl around on me. "That tickles!" I said giggling. I heard a noise come from the butterfly and it flew up to my nose and landed. "I'm sorry for tickling you," the butterfly said sweetly in a cute little voice. "Y-y-y-you c-can talk?" I asked surprised. "Of course I can! This is the enchanted forest, anything can speak here. Even the trees," the butterfly replied, "My name is Chloe. What's your name?" "My name is Harmony." and we went on for a long time until she introduced me to her other friends and I became their friends. I became friends with the rabbits, birds, butterflies, and trees. I knew mom was right! I thought as I returned back to the herd. I knew that I had friends now and they loved me. I have made so many friends until today.
Other:
I have fallen in love with her!
(I made up the word foalhood. I couldn't think of anything else.)

Weapons

Username:
I am Pinkie Pie
Name:
Well, since he doesn't have one, I'll name him Thresh!
Gender:
Male
Species:
Wolf/Dog
Kennel Number:
42
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
-I would give him a loving home full of care and affection.
-I would put him in 1 role play. No more, no less. Will probably put him in my RP.
-Who wouldn't want him?!
-He would have a loving owner.
-I wouldn't change a thing about him! Not even the name!
-I would make sure he was always safe and sound.
-I would buy art for him.
Personality:
Thresh is an aggressive wolf. Behind all the mean is a kind wolf that loves everything. He just...doesn't exactly know how to show it.
History:
WIP.
Other:
I've have fallen in love with him.
Weapons

Username:
I am Pinkie Pie
Name:
Jones
Gender:
Female
Species:
Wolf
Kennel Number:
63
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
-I would give her lot of love and care.
-I would give her a loving home.
-I would put her in only 1 RP.
-Who wouldn't want her?!
-I wouldn't change a feather on her wing!
-She would be super happy with me.
-I would buy art for her.
Personality:
Jones is always hyper and wanting friends to go do something with or talk to. She is quite the friendly wolf and always cares for her friends. Nothing can let her spirits down!
History:
Well, I've always been quite the hyper wolf in my pack. I have plenty of friends and manage to remember each one of their names! I come from a very large pack of wolfs. I have a few brothers and sisters, but that is not something to discuss now is it? After all this is all about me right!? That's what I thought. Anyway, I love to pull pranks! I know all kinds! I once pulled a prank on my mother. Yeah, bad idea! Hmmm...I can't think of anything more to share for now. BYE!
Other:
Fallen in love!
Weapons

[Solanum]

I must say, I'm thinking of giving in and trying to go for 42 myself, so watch out c;

[I am Pinkie Pie]

Ahh! Oh no! DX Haha...

[Jones.]

Yay! People like my designs! 'Happy dance' I'm going to try and finish a form today but its been so hetic 'facepalm'

[Mozzy.]

Did some revamps c:

Kennel 2:


Kennel 14:

[Solanum]

Thanks for the revamps <33
I'll add them up in a moment c:

[Solanum]

Username:

Solanum

Kennel Number:

Forty-Two {42}

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Why would you like this character:

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What will you do for this character:

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Name:

Cedar - The name of a species of tree.

Gender:

Male

Species:

Wolf/Dog - Will decide later on

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Personality:

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History:

You say we're not responsible – but we are.

They said it wasn't my fault... How could I have known the severe consequences of my actions? That I was just a pup at the time, and it would have happened any way, but I know differently. The scene plays in my mind, over and over until I can't stand it any longer. It keeps me from sleep, forcing my body into a weakened state. I am so vulnerable... Just waiting for them to pick me off as well.
I look to the sky, the faint flow of the moonlight reflecting off the water in front of me and into my eyes, making them sparkle. It has been a long time since my eyes truly sparkled. They have been dull and lifeless for so long. Too long. The moonlight reminds me of what I once had, but fills my body with hope for the future. I can not live in the past all my life. I must look ahead and act upon that, whether I want to continue or not.

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Other:

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Ginger ale

[I am Pinkie Pie]

Hmmm...I think I must make my form better for #42!

[Solanum]

Hmmm...I think I must make my form better for #42!

Haha may the best form win ^^

Warning to Wes; I have no idea what I'm writing about.
Expect random changes and potential 'what the heck' moments xD