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Hello there reader~ I'm Rockpelt, owner of 16 RPWs, all of which I love dearly and could never give up. I do hope that these two little babbins will fill my last two adult slots. ;o;
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[bsktcase]

Username(s);; Cuddlebean and ?
Family;; ?
Why would they make good parents?;;
Reason why they want to adopt;;
Do you promise you will love the twins?;;
Story of how they decided to adopt them?;;
Extras;;

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[GREML0RD]

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Of course I'm not trying out though CX Just marking to watch and.. for.. other... stuff ewe

[Snowseph]

Username(s);; Snow! and iJellybean
Family;;
Why would they make good parents?;;
Reason why they want to adopt;;
Do you promise you will love the twins?;;
Story of how they decided to adopt them?;;
Extras;;

[Oh-J]

usernames:: aviate & Serge


family:: Bonibell and his partner, Amero.


why would they make good parents?::
aviate -
Bonibell would make a good parent because he, albeit the lack of experience, feels like he needs to try and be compassionate to more than just his partner. He knows things will change eventually, and for that reason he thinks he should be the one to bring that change, and know how to use it to his advantage. Their home is rather gloomy, and at home they rarely enjoy what goes on, too tired to do anything else they go straight to bed. Maybe it's because he needs some sort of merriment at home to welcome him, like a child running up to hug him when he gets home from work.

Serge -
Amero may be a bit of an oddity, both in presence and personality, but he's parent material. His experience with children is quite plentiful since he is around them most of the time. Life as he knows of right now consists of a typical eat, preform, sleep, repeat; which usually concludes to a bored-some being. He's not confident that he will be able to be successful role-model or they will even like him, but who is going to stop this black rose from trying?


reason why they want to adopt::
aviate -
Bonnie, again, needs a new seed or two in his little potted plant of a lavender and a black rose. Not only will the pups lighten up his mood and overall daily life, but he hopes to eventually bring them into the world of shows and stunts. Try and make the pair more confident, teach them what goes on behind the scenes and beyond the eyes of a spectator.

Serge-
This idea was originally and still all credited to dear Bonibell, Amero is just along for the ride. He after being told of the plan to adopt, many doubts ran through that dark mind and many still do. The longer he had thought about this harvest, the more he craved for the time to start. "Why not? You have nothing to lose, well actually that's not true, so very incorrect. I have one thing.... no, wolf, I have one wolf that I could lose. These pups might actually shed light upon our shadowed world."


do you promise you will love the twins?::
aviate -

Bonibell; "Yes, with more than just my heart. I promise I will pour compassion, love and care for them, lead them across the path they need to follow until they're able to decide their own choices... and even then I will give them the encouragement they need."

As for me, as a user I promise I will make sure the pup I end up with will be actively used as a character, try my best to connect with them and try to flesh them out as in-depth characters as best I can, and even if it somehow comes to be having to give them up I promise they will ens up with a responsible user.

Serge -

Amero; "Yes, I as too my fullest dedication do pour my soul, body, and mind into becoming the best parent I can possibly be. I shall read to them before bed and tuck them in afterwards, cook for them, never endanger their mental or physical state, protect them til I can no longer breath, and guide them so they may then go on knowing they'll be okay! "

As for Serge, me, I do solemnly swear that this pup will be treated and developed into a well-rounded character, and have the responsibility of keeping them as active as possible.


story of how they decided to adopt them?::
Written by aviate
Bonibell sighed and stretched his arms. It had been a rather hectic day, he had been playing his guitar for hours and now his hands hurt. He was sitting on an armchair with his bow tie only managing to stay on, as it had loosened around his neck and he had been too lazy to fix the matter. The bow tie itself was tied messily around his neck, its color darkened by the purple wolf's sweat as a result of all his hard work early on. Now it was getting dark and he saw Amero a little tired-looking, shoulders weighed down and he sure looked unhappy, a strangely bitter dejection in his eyes.

Bonnie blinked his eyes and looked at his partner while saying nothing. An unsaid message seemed to come from the shadowy wolf, he was also tired and needed rest. All Bonibell did was nod to him and sit back in his armchair again, his toes' claws sinking into the dusty velvet carpet beneath him. He heard Amero climb into their bed and he sighed quietly realizing that it had always been the two of them. Not that he was complaining, but he knew it got lonely this way once in a while. It had always been him and Amero, his stunt double, the gun to his holster. Sometimes it felt boring, whenever he got home with Amero and they were too tired to do anything. Sure, occasionally he would suggest them watch a movie or something, but with a decent lack of movies and motivation they hadn't cuddled in a while. Worse of all was when work got in the way and they began to grow distant to each other, that sucked. He hated that.

They were always so hungry for attention, they would do a thousand stunts and acts to please the crowd. They threw shows around like seeds. Sometimes those shows became the center of attention, people would stop minding their daily business to have a look, and that seed of a show would grow and flourish. And then there were shows, sad little shows that failed to gain attention like a seed unable to gain the sunlight it needed. Those were swept under the rug, attempts that Bonibell and Amero never spoke of among themselves.
Of course, the seeds would keep coming, the pair would continue to sow whenever they could, they would scatter their attempts and see which ones ended up becoming the best they needed. The one seed that truly became a flower so far was the one show they always kept to themselves. It was no real show, it was a concept, a figure that occurred only in their minds. Just like that, it was also a flower that neither wolf knew what to call it. It was no rose, or tulip, or bluebell. It was either none or a mix of all those flowers, just like it was either none or a mix of all their shows.

The most recent show, which had taken place on the same day, was one of many regular old flowers. It was pretty, it had an air of wonder to it even, but it was just one flower in a flowerbed. There had been nothing special about it, and Bonnie wouldn't mind tearing the petals off the flower and letting the wind carry them away. There had been nothing new about this show, and that disappointed him, hurt his shoulders more than just performing a cartwheel. And poor Amero. Bonibell knew his significant other felt the same away about the show as he did.

What did they need to add variety to their little garden? They needed more seeds, different kinds of seeds.

It wasn't like Bonnie had always been a radical thinker, but when the chemical reaction of a though matching with another happened in his head he knew it clicked together perfectly. He was stupid at times, especially this time, when he realized that he barely minded because his grip tightened on his armrests and he knew that this was an idea that his partner would appreciate or even be grateful for. And even if he wouldn't like it at first, Bonibell would force Amero to like his little surprise as there was no way out of it. Yes, this was a perfect thought.

Bonibell... He was not the best at organizing, not at all. This time he was wearing a white shirt which was plain when seen from the front but had a black inscription on the back which vaguely read 'mess with me' in a black ink font. To add to that he had a pair of dark jeans with a small chain clipped to its left side around its belt loops. In other words he was wearing quite the simple outfit, his shoes were just regular black sports shoes and other than that he had no accessories, not even his bow tie. That was for show only... He hoped he looked at least a bit responsible, ha ha. Here he was at the children's adoption center... To him it was a greenhouse filled with seeds ready to grow. Now it was time for him to find the correct seed.

Sighing he combed back some of the fur on his head that he had not applied any gel to, so it was sticking up and all he could do now was try and fix it with a hand. He glanced up at the merry sign above the door that depicted children having fun... Whoever he ended up going home with would have fun all right. As long as Amero did not tell any stories to the child about the little blood-red riding hood and the psychotic wolf... was he over worrying? He flicked one of his floppy ears and entered the facility... this time he would try and cheer Amero up, he would find a seed to accompany the lonely black rose waiting at home.

Upon entering he felt a bit exposed... Oh wow. The place was filled with youthful merriment and children were everywhere, little pups that in one way or another lacked something and were trying to patch it up. They lacked a home, these little seeds needed a place where they could be planted and allowed to bud and grow, sadly it was hard, very hard for Bonibell to choose which one. An attendant, someone who clearly worked here as a volunteer (said wolf was definitely not a seed but a fertilizer -- that sounded insulting but was the simple truth) greeted Bonibell... Who just nodded sheepishly and looked at all the seeds here. Some of which looked like they would bloom easily and others... they perhaps needed more encouragement and sunlight. So many choices. The wolf stood back and allowed Bonibell to enter, who gave another quiet inward sigh before bending down to observe a few pups who were playing a game of tug-of-war. Hm. This place was so bright and fun-loving compared to his sad and miserable home... It came to Bonibell that he had to try and find a pup, a seed that could relate to him and his black rose. He scratched his head (which wasn't even itchy) and his stump of a tail twitched when the volunteer worker suggested him check some of the pups who were still in bed. That made him curious... in bed? And not out here playing and releasing pent-up energy for fun and games? Interesting. He nodded and complied.

The volunteer kindly led him to a door, but kept the lights switched off leaving Bonibell in the doorway to a dim and quite depressing room... And there were seeds here too. Seeds that refused to meet the light and although knowing they had a high chance of shriveling up... They didn't seem to mind at all. There were many beds, all of which were bunk beds. At the left row, second to last, Bonibell caught sight of a lump beneath a blanket. He began to make his way here when he saw someone watching the children... Another caretaker. Not a volunteer though, this wolf had a uniform and a badge with the same logo as the one he'd seen above the door earlier. "I'm sorry, sir," the wolf whispered, "but these two pups... They need an interview in order to be adopted."

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written by aviate
The innocent mind of a child... not to mention two children... is very easy to entertain, teach and broaden. And here they were, two young pups who were turned in at an orphanage when they were found in a cardboard box by the street. Back then they had been too young to understand anything, their perception still veiled, undeveloped. Growing up at the orphanage wasn't too bad for either of them, they learned to read, write, play, have fun... some of the other pups shunned them, for reasons they still couldn't understand. But one thing had always been certain as they aged, they knew they wouldn't remain here forever. To them, their orphanage had always been their home, not until they last saw one of their best friends packing bags in the dorm, never to be seen again. That was when they began to understand. Wolves would come and go, and sometimes... they would take a pup with them too. And then they learned that getting 'adopted' would bring one of the greatest and best changes that would ever happen to their lives.

Of course they understood. Tried to act their best, spent more time with the other pups and tried to impress whoever came to see them. But they never really managed to stand out... Either that or they stood out too much. Somehow they never got adopted. Maybe it was because they were twins, because one of the pups managed to overhear an adult say something about a family not being ready to handle two of them. And of course, they could never bear to part, and as a result they waited there for who knew how long. Trying to act their best and most pleasant, in their unfortunately fruitless attempts to convince an adult that they would be a great addition to any family.

But of course they were still children, meaning they were still jumpy, dramatic, and easily saddened to a degree that brought tears and an urgent need for tissues. Sometimes one of them would cry, needing the other sibling for comfort and warmth. They would cuddle together, while away the countless nights between the sheets with the slight fragrance of flowers from the laundry, and they would wake up in the morning, once again eager to try and pull off their gigs in the hope of finding a new and caring home. Throughout the day they would run their routine of studying, which mostly consisted of reading and writing, playing, which meant tug-of-war and running around the garden to most of the children but meant playing in the flowerbeds for the twins, and lunch, which varied. Luckily for them, a food fight never did break out, meaning the time they took to enjoy their meals were very peaceful. And then they would have the rest of the day off, although being children, the word 'off' didn't seem like the best term to describe things. There were the loud ones, the ones who never seemed to run out of energy, the quiet ones who stayed back, the clever ones who wisely used that time to read up on things, and so much more. And yet those two pups never seemed to meet with one category or the other. In a way, their personality had been fluid early on. As though they were mere droplets on a leaf, whenever the leaf shook they moved left and right hastily, all movement caused by an outside factor. Just like them and who they were. Who they appeared to be, their personalities had no backbone. Whatever influenced them would have them change. And it was sad as well, considering how the two of them only did it in order to look more appealing. Whenever one of their friends got adopted they tried to mimic the wolf that was no longer an orphan in the hopes of them getting adopted as well.

After a year or so, the two pups hit rock bottom when it came to how they felt. A sort of dejection had made it into both of their hearts; they didn't really know why, though. Maybe it was when the stereotypical bully of the group told the pair that they wouldn't get adopted in their lifetimes, and just to prove it the wolf who'd said those words eventually got adopted himself. The impact hit them hard, and they began to spend less of their time in such a carefree manner. No longer did they want to run around chasing their tails when they were beginning to feel depressed. Took more of their time inside the dorm, on their double beds cuddling with their pillows and burying they tear-streaked faces underneath the comfy sheets. And ironically, that was when it happened. They didn't understand how the process took place in detail, but when the purple visitor came they knew that the lies were getting erased.

They were going to be adopted.


the interview::
The answers of Bonnie and Amero



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- Bonibell
- Question: "How did you meet your Partner?"
===Ah, that? It was no flower field or meadow... perhaps it was rather somber compared to where we are now. It was a bit of a surprise, the very fact that I met him on a closing night after my shift at a restaurant I work at... he can elaborate it best, I believe.




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- Amero
- Question: "How did you meet your Partner?"
===Hm....oh yes, that. Just like Mr.Fluff-butt up there said, it was no fair meadow.
I always had taken a liking to him, ever since I was a pup but stood to a distance and hid by a sanctuary of shadow. After he and I grew up, no longer was our barrier standing between us for both swept each other away.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "What are likes about them? Dislikes?"
===Amero? My stunt double, gun to my holster, mi amor? He knows me and I know him. We are... two sides of a mirror and yet we are bound together. My likes and dislikes? He has his habits and I have mine, but we get along. He tends to be more on the moody side compared to me, I suppose. He has his moments.




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- Amero
- Question: "What are likes about them? Dislikes?"
===We are two of the same, one way and the other, the dark and light. He understands that I am different from others, many others. He can tolerate things even under heavy situations and I as I am, rather not tell. His habits are just part of him, sure they can be a bit dis-likeable, but I still care about him.





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- Bonibell
- Question: "What are general thoughts on parenting?"
===Amero and I, well, perhaps it could be said that the idea, it rooted from a seed I planted. My thoughts on parenting mostly consist of me giving them more than a place to sleep and eat. I will cherish them more than you expect, I am a child's entertainer after all. Even Amero I expect to do his best.




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- Amero
- Question: "What are general thoughts on parenting?"
===Being a parent? It was an idea Bonnie sowed into the soil, "our seeds" as he calls it. To tell the truth, I am quite scared of being a parent let alone a strong role-model for something I have no clue about..... I am not saying this was a bad decision or whatnot, I just worried they won't like me.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "Where were you born?"
===Is an answer mandatory? I was born to the lower half of the world, the one that lives beneath minimum wage, no riches to be seen for miles. I have however managed to live beyond that to where I am now.




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- Amero
- Question: "Where were you born?"
===Where was I born? Heh, I don't think I could answer that question even if I did know. But just so something could be put down to pen and paper, I was found to be lying in a damp lane, wrapped in cloth with a note attached. All the note said was my name and age, soon after I was placed in a orphange with others just like those two pups are now.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "How were you raised?What is your relationship with your family like?"
===Differently from how I would raise these twins, of course. To be blunt, youth was never pleasant, and it goes to show how much it will impact my parenting. Perhaps it will cloud my judgement somewhat to the point that I limit their freedom in wandering, but I will always keep a watchful eye over them.
I am a single child and I no longer hold any connection with my parents, sadly. These pups may never meet their grandparents.





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- Amero
- Question: "How were you raised?What is your relationship with your family like?"
===As I said before, I was placed in a cold, stale housing with other ones just like me. Staff put us to bed, fed us, watched us, and so on and so forth. It was someone new every day, either the other had quit or was fired. I didn't hate the place, it was the children who I hated. But that's a story for another time. I don't know, I....... just don't.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "What would a typical day be like with you partner?"
===We throw shows. It's what we do. On any day that's where you can find us, in the middle of an act. But we will always return home with a small smile on both our faces -- we will come home tired but still eager to tell stories of what we do.




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- Amero
- Question: "What would a typical day be like with you partner?"
===Shows, tons of them, Both Bonnie and I preform. Just about everyday you can find us up on stage playing and doing tricks for others to "ooh" and "ahh" at. At end of the day, we both go home, grinning at our success just waiting for the next day to arrive and begin again.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "What would you do with these children?"
===We plan to have them take part in our shows, one way or another. Incorporate their strengths and weaknesses into a celebration, a great and wondrous way to spoil the eyes of the spectators, and they will enjoy it along the way. These little seeds will grow, regardless.




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- Amero
- Question: "What would you do with these children?"
===The plan is to get the ruffians out and about with us as we do our gig, either by being in or working with it. Someday I want to take them out to a forest for picnic and another day to the zoo. I want to show them the world, a large rocky mass that consults with both performers and spectators.




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- Bonibell
- Question: "What do you think your strengths are going to be as a parent? Your weaknesses?"
===Before the pups are able to work with us in shows I expect one weakness to be us leaving them at home for a considerable amount of time with no supervision. That however gives them time to explore... and afterwards we will introduce them to what we do, Amero might tell them a story to inspire their little minds, let their seeds grow.




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- Amero
- Question: "What do you think your strengths are going to be as a parent? Your weaknesses?"
===I want to tell them the stories of folk-lore and life. I want to teach them through these stories and tales, I see that as a strength. My weakness would be leaving them alone, to much of the same fear that Bonnie shares with me. Sure they'll have the power to explore but how to the holy cabinet will I know that I can trust them not to get in trouble or even hurt?
That's the problem, I don't really want to face.


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[SpotSong]

Username(s);; SpotSong

Family;; Rapunzel+Roy

Why would they make good parents?;; They love each other very much! They have always wanted to have kids but haven't been mates very long. They have a strong relationship as you can see here!

Reason why they want to adopt;; They cant have their own kids yet as they are too soon being mates and are a bit young. Rather than that they will do anything to have kids!

Do you promise you will love the twins?;; I, SpotSong cross my heart! They will become Characters like Rapunzel!!

Story of how they decided to adopt them?;;

"I remember it as if it was yesterday!" she said with a smile on her jaw. "I waited outside crossing my paws that I would be the one to own the twins" she said with a happy sigh. "Roy knew that I was going to adopt sometime but I wanted it to be a surprise." "I didn't know what the twins looked like as it was a blind adopt and that didn't matter to me! Making the family grow is what mattered" she exploded. Her eyes began to water slightly. "The sad thing was that many others where wanting to adopt them as well...." she murmured off not telling the rest of the story as a dramatic pause.

[huskyhiccups]

don't know if this post is okay or not but I'd be willing to partner up with someone! I have my own RPW in my siggy if you're interested in using him as the adoptive father. c:
Found a partner! uwu

Also marking to see the winner/what they look like if I don't enter/win!

[Pokechu12]

Marking since my partner has already posted the form. cx