Symphony Character Adoption Agency - CD + OPEN! :)

[The Pirate Dragon]

That would be great, Wesley

[Zoker]

Yes, wesley, I would love that! If you need any help or anything please let me know! ^^

[.mickey]

Is this bab taken yet?

[Anza]

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username ;; Aqua.Rose
kennel # ;; 295
use ;; character
gender ;; male
age ;; 9 (cub)
size ;; cub
occupation ;; ranger
orientation ;; straight
name ;; Benjamin Yosemite
theme song ;; Carry on X
species ;; grizzle bear
catch phrase ;; "I'll be there for you!"

history ;;
Benjamin Yosemite was born and raised in
a mountain forest where his parents worked
as park rangers and wildlife preservers. From
a very young age he was taught to be kind to
all the creatures around him. He's often
nicknamed "Young Indie" because of his need
for adventure. He wishes to travel the world
when he grows up. And plans to visit every
country and meet as many people and
creatures possible!

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likes ;; // dislikes ;;
• apple pies // •formal attire
• hot coco // •cities
• photography // •loud noises
• adventures // •excessive heat
• drawing // •snakes

favorites ;; // hobbies ;;
color- yellow, brown & orange// •observing animals
food- honey & apple cake // •collecting flowers
animal- bee's & cougars // •rolling in grass
sport- hiking & biking // •photography
time- early mornings // •stargazing
scenery- mountains // •drawing
drink- iced tea // •hiking

personality ;;
Benjamin Yosemite often nicknamed "Young Indi" because of his fascination with the great adventurer Indiana Jones and his great need for adventure. Ben was born and raised in Yosemite park where his mother worked as a tour guide and hotel owner and his dad was the local wildlife veterinarian. He spent most of his very young life exploring the park grounds and knows just about every inch of the park. He's home-schooled because of the fact that every public school is far away. But even though this means he's not around cubs his own age on a daily basis he has friends from the many summer camps that are held annually at his families hotel. Hes not very shy and gets along well with adults and cubs his own age. He's brave and has been known for getting into dangerous situations because of his curiosity. He will do anything for a adventure. Sometimes even reckless things. So he works hard to limit casualties when his plans go askew though.

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username :: Aqua.Rose
kennel number :: 142
use ::
I'm going to use her as one of my character! I'm probably going to spoil her with art because shes
such a gem! I would be so honored to call her my own!
name :: Lindy Olivia Smothie
gender :: Female
species and/or specific breed :: Dog
personality ::
Lindy is a overachiever so she soars through school making her seem like a little bit of a geek.
But despite that shes a kind girl who cares for everyone around her and listens to there problems.
She's loyal and stands up to bullies because she's a strong believer in being individuals and being
proud of our differences. She's also known for being a complete history buff, interested in the 70'
hippie movement, and although she's not very interested in getting her paws dirty in nature she
loves it all the same - especially butterflys and birds.
history ::
Born and raised in the windy downtown city she lived in a apartment with her mystery writing
father and a homicide detective mother cop. She dales in a lot of different interests including
art, fencing, medical examiner, the more exotic the better. Shes currently interested in
fashion design and getting into a proper collage like Standford.

likes ;; // dislikes ;;
• smoothies // •farm animals
• fashion design // •country
• photography // •loud noises
• stargazing // •excessive heat
• drawing // •bugs with many legs

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[Pyromaniacal]

Res for 142? Maybe?

[MaiyaStyles]

Username: MaiyaStyles
Kennel Number: 110
Use: roleplay/character
Name: Asra Arabic for 'Travel At Night'
Gender: they/them or he/him, most aren't sure of gender
Species and/or specific breed: unidentified

Personality: Has feelings of loneliness, does not talk, snorts and stomps the ground when having a temper,spends most time with Isra work in progress
History/Background: Asra lives a quiet life remotely in the Arabian Desert. Despite being the only black creature around, Asra has a hard time adjusting to the hot sun that beats down on its black pelt. The other animals are often found walking alongside him while he wanders for the sand dunes. work in progress
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional): work in progress
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Username: MaiyaStyles
Kennel Number: 111
Use: roleplay/character
Name: Isra Arabic for 'Nocturnal Journey'
Gender: he/him
Species and/or specific breed: Hyena

Personality: spends most time with Asra, work in progress
History/Background:
Born at a later era then his companion Asra, this adventure begins before he meets the mysterious shadow.
work in progress
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional): work in progress
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[BlueRocketMouse]

Username: BlueRocketMouse, though you may know me better as Ditzy Derp.
Kennel Numbers: 10, 82, 106
Use: I have something very big planned out for these guys. Though none of them know it yet, all three of them will become connected in the future. In other words, I have a story planned for them. I'm not sure if it will be written or done as a comic, but I'll be spending a lot of time with these three. Obviously they'll be getting tons of art if I go with the comic, but even if I choose to write I plan on drawing some illustrations and standalone pieces.

Name: Malli
Gender: Female
Species: Snake Dog

Personality: Malli is the spirit of youth. Vivacious and carefree, she seems more caught up in the glamor of being a princess than actually learning how to be a good ruler in preparation for her future as queen. Malli makes most of her decisions in much the same way. She tends to focus more on having fun today than thinking about what consequences it will have tomorrow. Malli can also be quite bossy with a "you must do as I say" attitude. It's not intended to come off in a malevolent way though. Many of her commands are extravagant or even silly, but still perfectly harmless. She's charming enough that she can persuade the palace staff to follow through most of the time anyway. It also helps Malli get away with a lot of mischief. Something of a trouble maker, she's not always the best at covering her tracks, so she likes being able to snake herself (pun fully intended) out of a tough situation.

History: Malli was born to the monarchs of an expansive kingdom in the desert. Her adventurousness was noticed very quickly when she brought a (thankfully non-venomous) snake in from the courtyard and asked if she could keep it. Malli's parents expected this meant she would have an easy time making friends with other children. It soon became clear that was not the case. She may have been an extrovert, but her boisterousness caused more problems than it helped. Few children appreciated Malli's troublemaking when they were the victims. Her favorite prank was fabricating a story about how her snake had swallowed an entire elephant once, then pretending that she had escaped from her cage. Incidentally, this happened to be visitors' least favorite prank. Malli's parents hosted dozens of playdates with just as many families in the hopes that she might click with someone, but nothing worked. Understandably, they were becoming more than a little frustrated, especially since it didn't seem to be going away with age. How would their daughter grow into a successful diplomat if she couldn't even make a friend?

Malli, on the other hand, was not so concerned. She was having a fine time and saw no reason to change. She wasn't even all that lonely. Despite what her parents believed, Malli did have friends. Nobody talked to the cooks, servants, or guards more than her. They had much more interesting stories, in her opinion, and she loved the small taste of their travels they gave her. Malli wasn't exactly locked up in the palace, but she couldn't just waltz out of the city. So she had to make do with word of mouth. And so her daily life continues. Usually, stories are just enough to be satisfying. But Malli still wishes for a future free of responsibility, where she can make amazing stories of her own.

Name: Rahim
Gender: Male
Species: Amridingo

Personality: Rahim can be something of a pushover. He's not the confrontational type, too readily allowing people to take advantage of him. Working effectively under pressure is almost impossible for him, at least when he's around other people. Put him on the spot and he'll say yes to anything you say before he even comprehends what you've just said. Rahim has aspirations, but not always the ambition to realize them. He's humble to the point of letting others take credit for what he does. Despite being earnest and dedicated in the tasks he accepts, Rahim has been given a reputation for being lazy as a result. As upsetting as it is for him to be seen that way, Rahim just doesn't have the backbone to challenge it. Perhaps the biggest reason he has made it as far as he has is that Rahim is surprisingly good in combat. He'd never start his own fight, of course, but when it comes to defending against an attacker, there are few you'd rather have at your side than him.

History:
As a child, Rahim grew up almost exclusively in his older sister's shadow. Nobody could deny she was mommy and daddy's favorite. She was the captain of the royal guard, an impressive achievement for one of her age. Rahim too had his sights on joining the guard, but while his sister was renowned throughout the land for her prowess, Rahim was only known for being her brother. He constantly feared that he would never be able to live up to her success. Even more, he feared that he would be stuck in childhood forever, always being compared to and then overlooked in favor of his sister. Nevertheless, Rahim felt too pressured to say no by both himself and his parents when enrollment for trainees opened up.

His application may not have looked all too impressive, but when your sister is in charge of choosing from the pool of candidates, it's hard not to get picked. Rahim's life as a trainee was not easy, however. Outside of being accepted into the program, he received no special help or favors. In fact, one could easily argue the opposite. Knowing exactly how underqualified he was for the job, Rahim's sister pushed him harder than the other trainees. Much harder. She picked on him to the point where Rahim felt like he couldn't even be sure she was doing it just to help him. What was worse was that it made the other trainees more likely to pick on him too. The whole ordeal made Rahim miserable, but the fear of being seen as a failure kept from leaving.

By the time Rahim finished with training, things had changed somewhat. Though he had started to find some recognition for his combat skills, it wasn't enough to completely ammend his sad reputation. Now that training was over and Rahim had transferred to a real unit, he didn't see his sister as much anymore. His relationship with her, having last ended on a sour note, began to tarnish. Rahim had finally made it to a(n albeit low) position on the royal guard, but he wasn't so sure anymore that it was going to fix anything.

Name: Terrestidoth
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon

Personality: Terrestidoth is a kind-hearted giant. Though he approaches others with caution on the first meeting, he's quick to trust if he doesn't percieve them as a threat. If you do seem to have something shady going on, however, watch out. Terrestidoth can be very protective of his friends when they're much smaller than him (which is pretty much always the case). It can also be hard to get a second chance with him. It's not that Terrestidoth doesn't believe in second chances, but rather that it takes him a while to get over things. Unfortunately, "a while" in dragon terms can end up being another creature's whole lifespan. That's perhaps the worst part about being separated from his species for Terrestidoth. He won't have to worry about dying for millennia, but at most his friends will last a century, if even that. It's an upsetting fact of life that he often compensates for by trying to be friends with everyone. Other people's lives are so fragile, it makes him paranoid that someday he'll run out of friends to talk to and then he'll truly be alone.

History: When Terrestidoth was born, it wasn't immediately obvious that anything was amiss. His particular species of dragon was born without wings; hatchlings didn't receive their wings until they were at least 50 years old, usually appearing fully by the time they were 100. So when Terrestidoth's 150th birthday rolled around and his back remained bare, his parents became very troubled. Their species lived high up in the clouds, an ability that was made possible by the magical qualities of their wings. For hatchlings, this wasn't a problem because their tiny size let them stay safely on the clouds while their wings grew in. Terrestidoth, however, was beginning to go through the massive growth spurts that occurred before and during adolescence. Each day brought a higher risk of Terrestidoth becoming too large for the fragile clouds to support and plummeting to his death.

After one too many close calls, Terrestidoth's family moved temporarily to the ground where they taught him how to hunt and survive on his own. Though they were trying their hardest to give their son the best chances possible, there was only so much they could do and it was impossible for them to stay forever. They yearned to rejoin the wide open skies. Half a century later, Terrestidoth's parents returned home and he was left to his own devices. To a young dragon, there was a sense of ultimate liberation in being set free on the world. The first thing Terrestidoth did was find a new proper den for himself, one that would still fit him as he continued to grow. He chose a cave set inside of a mountain that overlooked the viridian valley below. Above it, the beautiful golden sand of a distant desert could be seen on the horizon.

Not much time passed before Terrestidoth began to notice some visitors. A tiny village sprung up in the valley seemingly overnight. He left it alone for a while, but as it grew he became more and more intrigued. His curiosity soon got the better of him and he approached the villagers. Initially, his presence caused a stir among the populace. Once the shock wore off, however, and it became clear he was not there to eat them, Terrestidoth was welcomed into their community. The villagers were a peculiar folk, but that only fueled Terrestidoth's interest and made him enjoy their company even more. Indeed, he became very good friends with many of them and took on the role of a guardian of sorts, defending them against traveling bandits and looters. It's undeniable that Terrestidoth is enjoying his new life. Yet, every now and again, he can't help but feel a little lonely at the isolation from his own species.

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[BlueRocketMouse]

Username: BlueRocketMouse
Kennel Number: 295
Use: I was actually planning to apply for Ben in a joint form with Kodii, the bear currently in the reserve kennels, but I saw someone else had posted a form for him and didn't want to risk losing him. Ben's use will be mostly art-related. How could I not with those adorable accessories? Of course, since I did have something planned for him and another kennel there'll be some expansion of his story if I'm able to win Kodii once she's put up. Even if not, I'll try to expand his story anyway.I know what I have for his history is probably rather lackluster as I tried to keep it open for either outcome.

Name: Benjamin
Nickname: Ben
Gender: Male
Species: Black Bear

Personality:
Ben is all about making life an experience worth having. He's what you'd see if you opened up a dictionary to the word go-getter. He might also be sighted at impatient, disorganized, and optimistic. He doesn't bother with making plans, he just wants to go go go. Yet, he remains positive that everything will turn out alright. Thankfully for him, Ben happens to be very lucky. The wolf wasn't home, the hunter ran out of ammo, winter came a week late (can you believe he almost forgot about hibernation?). No one can say why, but Ben's superstitious mind chalks it up to his lucky bandana. He's a firm believer in the concept of fate and that everything happens for a reason. Even if that reason is a piece of red cloth.

Unsurprisingly, Ben is a social little butterfly. He gets around the forest a lot and can be very endearing to people. Though he doesn't usually stick around for long, Ben becomes fast friends with those he meets. Sometimes he's maybe even a little too friendly. Ever wonder how he got his hat? He found a fisherman once having a little picnic and decided to say hi. Scared the fisherman off, but he left his hat behind. Ben thought he meant it as a gift and kept it. If there's one thing Ben isn't good at, it's taking a hint. You have to be upfront and direct with him to get your point across. He's very understanding, so usually there's no need to worry about hurting his feelings for saying something bluntly. Otherwise you might end your fishing trip short a hat.

History:
Benjamin was orphaned by a forest fire when he was still a young cub. He was found and taken in by an old retired man who lived in a cabin farther out in the woods. The man treated Ben's burns and cared for him until he was big enough to find his own food. His time with the man was short, however, and before long he decided it was time to release the young bear back into the wild. As a memento, Ben was given a piece of the blanket that had kept him warm under the cabin's roof (I say piece because blankets tend not to last long under bear claws). He was sad to go, but at the same time he was eager to explore the vast forest that was now open to him.

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[BlueRocketMouse]

Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ: BlueRocketMouse
Kᴇɴɴᴇʟ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ: 67
Usᴇ: I tend to avoid anthros, but the perplexed expression on this guy's face drew me right in. That lovely ginger fur combined with those gorgeous bicolored eyes and snazzy goggles meant that I couldn't help falling in love. I plan to use this guy mainly in art. As I said, I don't have many anthro characters so having Cecil available means I can get some practice drawing them.

Nᴀᴍᴇ : Cecil
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs: Anthro Cat
Bʀᴇᴇᴅ: American Shorthair
Aɢᴇ: 21 Years (Human Equivalent)

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:
Cecil isn't the most foresighted of people. He often neglects to think through the consequences of his actions and acts on emotional impulse. Combined with his tendency to be a bit of a show off, well, let's say there have been more than a few accidents in the lab. Cecil will, however, help clean up the mess, even if it takes a little prodding. Whether he does a good job of it depends on what his after school plans were that day and how closely you check the floor. Don't let that fool you though. Cecil may not be renowned for being responsible, but he loves what he's learning and takes his studies very seriously. He's dedicated to his field and dreams of making the next big scientific breakthrough in his lifetime. It's just hard not to be at least a little tempted when you have access to so many advanced toys and the knowledge to make them do cool things.

Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ:
Would it surprise you if I said that Cecil almost dropped out of high school?

Cecil didn't take much of his education seriously. He was a straight C- student, putting just enough effort into his classes to maintain a 2.0 GPA so he could stay on the baseball team. Though he wasn't exactly the MVP of the team, owing partially to his nearsightedness (Cecil hated wearing his glasses on the field and his parents refused to buy him contacts), Cecil was still good enough of a pitcher to play on varsity. An overbearing ego, however, made him quite unpopular among the team members. They put up with him for a time, but by the end of junior year Cecil got into a big enough fight that he was dropped from the team and given a week's suspension.

Cecil was, of course, deeply upset by this. When his efforts to convince the coach and principal to let him play again failed, he didn't see much of a point in school anymore and considered dropping out when he turned 18 in the fall. It was his math teacher who changed his mind. Cecil may have been dragging his feet through his classes, but he was still fairly smart (where science and math were concerned anyway. English and social studies could stay 30 yards away thank you very much). She encourged Cecil to pick out at least one class that seemed enjoyable and actually put some effort into his senior year. Though Cecil still fully intended to carry out his original plan, he figured he could at least humor his teacher to keep her off his back until the time came. After glancing through the list of courses, he enrolled in a new Biotechnology class.

Biotech made a splash for Cecil in a big way. Perhaps the biggest factor was how different from the traditional "take notes do homework take a test" classes Cecil was used to. Instead, it was much more centered on hands on experimentation and discovery, something that appealed more to his learning style. Even more importantly, the material was genuinely interesting to him. He become not only engaged in the class, but invested in it. When Cecil's birthday came around, he decided to put off informing his counselor of his intent to drop out for another week (they were going to sequence their own DNA on Friday, how could he miss that?). One week turned into two weeks, then a month, and then suddenly the semester was over.

Cecil was surprised to find that he had managed to finish with two A's, three B's, and only one C. On top of that, he had also made a few friends. Real friends, not teammates who only put up with him because he had a good throwing arm. After winter break ended, Cecil had another talk with his old math teacher. He didn't want to give up school—or himself—anymore. He wanted to continue studying science. That much he was sure of. But what would happen after high school ended? Surely no university would take someone with as poor an academic record as him, if they were even taking applications anymore. His teacher recommended community college. Cecil was hesitant. He was afraid of failing again and squandering his second chance, but he took the plunge anyway. He spent two years at community college before applying for a transfer. Although Cecil would never dream of telling anyone, he cried when he got the acceptance letter. Nowadays he's working on earning a degree in Biology and considering a focus on Bioengineering. It eats up a lot of his time, but Cecil still makes a little room for the school's baseball club.

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[BlueRocketMouse]

Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ?

Username: BlueRocketMouse
Kennel Number: 16

Name: Sven
Gender: Male
Species: Jackalope

Use:
Some time ago, I adopted two kitties named Mabel and Dilyn from the SCAA with the intention of developing and building their forest home into its own little world. I want to include Sven in this magic-based world. I've been brainstorming ideas ever since I won Mabel and Dilyn, and the instant I saw Sven being donated I knew he had to be a part of it. He fits so perfectly into what I've come up with, I almost feel like I have to bring him along for the ride. If there's anything I can assure you about this fella, it's that he won't be for want of a purpose in my character family.

Personality:
Sven is a merchant at heart. Quick-witted and sharper than cheddar, negotiation is his true calling. Numbers are a source of joy in his life. Watching demand go up and down, then trying to predict what they'll do next is exciting for him. When it comes to business, there are two variables at play: what the buyer thinks a good is worth and what the seller thinks that it's worth. Sven thoroughly enjoys working to bridge the gap between those two understandings. Well developed communication skills and social aptitude prove invaluable to his trade. Being a very sociable fellow, Sven is often seen striking up conversations with people about...anything really. The weather, the kids, how long it took to wake up that morning; all that and more. He likes getting to know others and forming personal connections with them, whether they're customers or not. Unlike an unfortunately large number of vendors, Sven actually cares about his community and strives to make a positive impact on it. This effort hasn't gone without recognition. He's known throughout the forest for his compassion and goodwill, sometimes even distributing supplies for free in times of hardship. The only thing Sven loves more than numbers is people, and he'd never dream of reducing them to a few scribbled digits in his records.


History:
Sven was born in a pretty typical warren on a hill. Nothing was particularly special about it. The rabbits that lived there went about their days doing regular rabbit things, like digging up vegetables from their human neighbor's garden. In fact, the only thing out of place in the whole warren was Sven himself. The first thing his family noticed was different about him were his oddly colored eyes. At birth, both of them were blue, an oddity among the other brown and black eyed rabbits. Within weeks one of them changed into green, adding an even greater sense of strangeness. The most unusual thing, however, occurred about six months later. A pair of small stubs sprouted on the top of Sven's head. By the time he was a year old, they had grown into a full rack of moose antlers.

Needless to say, Sven's differences posed a challenge to his life in the warren, both physically and socially. He had a difficult time navigating through the underground den, which wasn't meant to provide enough space for both a rabbit and his long antlers to move. Tunnels that most rabbits used every day were nearly impassable for Sven. Despite his friendly attitude, he wasn't very popular among most warren members. On top of his bizarre appearance, it wasn't uncommon for him to get stuck somewhere in the tunnels and cause a traffic jam, much to everyone's annoyance. The result of this was a lonely little jackalope.

One comfort Sven did have was the small forest that began not too far away from the hill. Through it ran a swift but shallow river that he visited whenever he got the chance. He had a curious fascination for the smooth river stones that could be found along the shore. Some of the stones, however, had an almost hypnotizing effect on Sven. Although they all looked relatively similar there were certain stones that, for reasons he could never explain, seemed to draw Sven in. This was true of the whole forest he soon realized, but nothing called his attention more than the river and its treasures. He took to keeping the most alluring pebbles in a jar around his neck, counting them and admiring their satin-like shine whenever he felt alone.

Alas, no rock can keep somebody happy in a place they don't belong. Sven eventually had a falling out with both his parents and the leaders of the warren, pushing him to finally leave for good. For the first time, he let the forest guide him deep into its heart. As it turned out, the forest was not quite as small as he had originally thought. He traveled for a long enough time that he began to worry his decision might have been a mistake. Just as Sven was on the verge of giving up, he came across an incredible sight—fairies. They were surprisingly quick to warm up to him, making no comments about his appearance. What intrigued them most about him was actually his jar of pebbles. As Sven soon discovered, river stones were a key staple in most fairy spells and his were of particular potency. He had what the fairies called a keen eye for magic, making him an invaluable source of high quality potion ingredients. So began Sven's enterprise into the trade of magical goods.

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