The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[Solanum]

Cheabug: The storys adorable but Tesh is compleatly right.

What do you mean? I didn't put a WIP sign on mine... it was the two people above me.

EDIT: I edited my form i little bit- i really like the little guy,and i would pay for him.

That was the point. Your form wasn't up to our standards, and since you didn't have a Work in Progress (WIP) sign on your form, that was why I commented. Some people don't quite understand how this works so I wanted to make sure you knew this wasn't first come first serve. ^^

[byyrde]

I want some critique!
Username: Festus(CH)
Link to your form: Aaron's Form
Who do you want to critique you {Any judge; for example, Pix, Wesley, Ocean, etc.}: Anyone who is willing to read through it so far ^^"
How harsh do you want us to be {Soft, Honest, Brutally Honest}: Brutal. I need this >:3
Other: I would like to know how it is so far, I know it is wayyy not done ^^"
Indian Horse

[king_bear]

{Insert picture of pet here}
Username: Mistress
Kennel Number:
Name [of pet]:
Gender [of pet]:
Breed/Species [of pet]:
Personality [of pet]:
Background/History [of pet]:
Use [for pet]:
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Turkey Wolf

WIP

[NinthWolf]

oooooh right! I understand now, sorry. Is my form ok now? I did try, but at the same time my Godbrother ( who is 4) was begging me to play with him. can i edit it some more?

[Solanum]

Of course. You may continue editing until the 22nd ^^

I'd crit for you but I'm thinking of going for that little ram too.

[Twisted_Swallow]

I want some critique!
Username:
Kaykie_Misfit
Link to your form:
viewtopic.php?f=58&t=594698&p=23501140#p23501140
Who do you want to critique you {Any judge; for example, Pix, Wesley, Ocean, etc.}:
anyone
How harsh do you want us to be {Soft, Honest, Brutally Honest}:
Brutally honest
Other:
edited would like to know if its better
Indian Horse

*EDIT*
if its possible could it be done tonight as i won't have access to my laptop from tomorrow until the 3d

[Toxi+Bbun]

I want some critique!
Username: Bbun
Link to your form: viewtopic.php?f=58&t=594698&p=20847322&hilit=3+Trick+treat#p20847322
Who do you want to critique you {Any judge; for example, Pix, Wesley, Ocean, etc.}: Any judge that would like to.
How harsh do you want us to be {Soft, Honest, Brutally Honest}:Honest, please.
Other:Thanks
Indian Horse

[Jericho]

I want some critique!
Username: Foxtrot55
Link to your form: viewtopic.php?f=58&t=594698&start=4310#p23642930
Who do you want to critique you: Anyone, I just want it critiqued!
How harsh do you want us to be: Brutally Brutally honest
Other: Edited a lot more....
Indian Horse

[Solanum]

Username:
Tesshin-san [Pix]

Kennel Number:
Kennel number seventy-three [73]

Use [for pet]:
If I can somehow muster up a form for this little beauty in time to beat the competition I have in Festus, then he'd be used as a character and definitely have a spot on my character website. I've been watching him for a while now, it means a lot to finally try out for him. Of course he'd have art and stories by me, even if I choose to keep them to myself most of the time (You know what I'm like about my writing/drawing) and if my situation allows, he'd have art from other people as well.
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Name:
Frey

Name meaning:
An icelandic form of the Old Norse Freyr. Means 'lord, master'

Nicknames:
Since his name is quite short anyway, being only one syllable and easy to say, his nicknames are not shortened versions. This would be pointless. Instead he has picked up names in different situations.
He is called Grazer by his friends due to the majority of the rest of them being carnivores
He is called Dash or Prey by his track coach, depending on whether he is having a good day or not sport wise
He was called Snickers by his parents before he moved away though his sister sometimes uses it as a nickname for a laugh from both parties

Gender:
Ram [Male]

Orientation:
He isn't entirely sure about this though he feels he is more than likely bisexual leaning towards gay. This isn't the typical preference for 'jocks' so he mostly keeps it to himself. Most think he is straight.

Breed/Species:

Kingdom:
Animalia
Phylum:
Chordata
Class:
Mammalia
Order:
Artiodactyla
Family:
Bovidae
Subfamily:
Caprinae
Genus:
Ovis
Species:
Ovis avis or 'Mouflon'

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Height:
5”10

Weight:
193lbs

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Basic family description:
His early years with his family all went smoothly. He was a little bit of a trouble maker even then but he'd be scolded and not do it again. There was no one in the world he trusted more, and they made sure they didn't do anything to jeopardise that relationship they had with him.
He takes after his father, who in his early days, was also quite shy, prefering to keep to the shadows. He discovered he had a talent for running a little later than Frey and so didn't have the chance to make anything of it. He loves to climb, run, walk for mile upon mile, though despite the active lifestyle, he is a very laid back ram. Since he is married, he sees no point in sparring with the other rams out on the mountainside, so instead enjoys the beauty of the scenery around him in peace.
His wife on the other hand, was a trouble maker in her youth. She just couldn't resist a dare, and got in trouble many a time for it. She settled down when she first started seeing Frey's father. He calmed her down and made her realise that she didn't have to do all these things to get his attention. He wasn't shallow like her friends. She is now as laid back as he is, though when it comes to her children, like any mother, she can be very over-protective.

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Likes:
Climbing -
Ignoring the fact that it is in his blood, he simply adores to climb. It doesn't matter what it is, be it a small rock pile or a great mountain, to a tree or building, he loves it all. The higher he goes, the happier he is. It allows him to feel like he could escape the world for a little while, and just wind down and not have to worry about anyone else. He never climbs around his friends, as he uses this time to come to terms with secrets, many he doesn't want others to know. Hence them being secrets...
Running -
As would be expected from his active lifestyle, he absolutely adores running. More than most things in the world. Whether he is taking it easy in a brisk kind of jog, or a full out sprint, he just loves the way it feels. When moving as smoothly as he does, it feels almost like gliding, with the wind in his fur, hooves lightly bouncing off what ever surface he is running on. There is nothing that can beat that feeling, except perhaps actual gliding as he'd love to be able to fly.
Spending time with his family -
When he was younger, he had no idea how good he had it, even being quite ungrateful at times, but now that he has experienced life on his own, returning home and just spending time with those he loves means the world to him. It doesn't matter what sort of activity they are doing, from mountain climbing to just having a conversation over the dinner table... He wouldn't be without it. Without this time he sets aside for his family, he wouldn't be able to cope with the harsh training regime or his studies, as they are the ones that support him the most. Both mentally and economically when he can't sort things out himself.
Spending time with his friends -
Sometimes spending time with his family is not an option, so he uses his friends when he needs to unwind, just kick back and relax. The way he lives means he is quite tense and feeling very pressured a lot of the time, so the time to just be a normal 'person' with his friends can both help him socially with the skills he needs for later life, and mentally to just take his mind off things for a little while.

Dislikes:
Wolves -
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Bullies -
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Homophobia -
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Shopping -
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Hobbies:
Sprinting
Long distance running
Discus
Long Jump
Hurdles
Darts
Bowling
Climbing
A little martial arts

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Personality:
Not to be messed with -
The large curled horns aren't just there for show, although it does help, they are registered as weapons. He isn't one to 'take cr*p' from anyone, and will stand up for himself and anyone he feels like defending. He's a good one to have on your side in a fight as despite his 'prey' species, he can get very aggressive. He may not seem like the type at first, but you would not like to back this guy into a corner... In some cases, he can get a little too into the fighting and seriously hurt someone. He doesn't mean it, though he is very easily enraged. When he is, it is incredibly difficult for him to keep a clear head and avoid doing something stupid.
A bit hard headed -
Once he has his mind set on something specific, be it an idea or a 'person', his mind can't be changed very easily. Not even by his friends who have the most sway over his life due to their influence in reputation. To force the change of his mind, a strong, heated argument is required, although sometimes not even that works on him. Many a time has he been told to 'see reason' or 'stop acting stubborn' but due to his stubbornness, he doesn't listen and completely denies it. Just proving his head-headedness.
Not the brightest -
Though he isn't the typical kind of jock, he's not the brightest in the school... Sport gets in the way of may of his classes, so his education has suffered a little bit. He has the potential to be an A* [or the American equivalent] but the gaps in his knowledge dropped him a few grades. Quite a lot of other 'people' assume him to be a lot less intelligent than he actually is, and a few of those remaining bring up specific information he had missed to make him seem like it was true though he really isn't that bad.
Jock -
Not exactly the typical jock, he is still popular and very into sport. Sport takes up a lot of his time, so he has been given this label by the others, despite him being quite unlike the definition that most know. He isn't interested in getting into the pants of every girl he can, in fact he isn't very interested at all in the opposite gender. That isn't the only characteristic that doesn't apply to him though, as he doesn't believe he is perfect, nor does he use his popularity to get away with things. Yes he is a bit of a trouble maker, and can get away with it sometimes but he'd never force the blame on anyone else. In that sort of situation, he actually owns up rather than letting someone else take the wrap for him, even if they wanted to.

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Background/History:
I'm making him an anthro c;
Ears pinned back against his head to add to the look of concentration secured on his face, the young ram took a quick glance around him, body lowered to the ground. Silence filled the air, only the sound of his breathing for company, then came the gunshot. The air was filled with screaming as they left their mark, hooves and paws barely touching the ground before moving off again. It took a matter of seconds for the winner to be known, the shadow of the coach falling over the small lamb. ”Congratulations. You're our new runner.”

”That was the day my life changed. Yes, the lamb was me. I wasn't even meant to be there, I hadn't been invited. My friends had persuaded me to take part. Sure they were open trials but I didn't think I had a chance. How wrong I was, eh? Everyone knew I loved to run, I'd run everywhere and anywhere but in proper competitions for the school? Yikes. That was such a scary thought for me. Frey out.”

His training started pretty much the week after the trial had taken place. It was pretty intense, as one would expect it to be, but he loved every moment of it. The coach pushed him to his limit, trying to make him the best that he could possibly be though it was going to take time. Time that they felt they didn't have, but he did the best he could. It was quickly discovered during his training scheme that he had skills in other areas as well, including long distance, long jump, hurdles, darts and army style obstacle courses. These skills were also worked on, his life being eaten up by the amount of sport they were making him do.

”Looking back at it now, well I guess he did push me a little too far. As my skills went up, my grades went down... I missed so much class, my friends thought I was ignoring them, my teachers moaned at me about homework. It was an absolute nightmare, though there was no way that I could give it up. Not just because of Coach, though he would have killed me if I'd stopped... It had become a way of life, without it I'd be nothing. Besides, I would have missed all that class for nothing if I stopped. Frey out.”

After being almost completely abandoned by his old friends, he started hanging out with the other s in his sort of situation. They just happened to be the more popular side of the school, so his popularity grew. They accepted him into their groups, invited him to parties. It was a lot more fun than spending time with his old friends, so the bridge between them grew wider until they had completely split up. He didn't need them anyway, he had all these other friends... Ones that understood his situation and didn't just jump to conclusions about him. Maybe now he could relax a bit... Wrong.

”I regret doing that to them... There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I could just turn back time and start over. They were true friends that liked me for me, not for my influence with the coach, popularity or what ever else they liked me for. I should have known but I wasn't thinking. They turned their backs on me so I turned mine away from them. Biggest mistake of my life. Frey out.”

Time passed by, his success only growing. The training was harder but the rewards sweeter. Now he was competing in the bigger competitions, bringing his school fame and fortune. He had done it all... Represented his school, his town, his country... But what was fame when he had no one to share it with. None of his friends truly appreciated all the work he did, they congratulated him, made it seem like he was special but that was the opposite of what he was feeling... All the praise in the world wouldn't fix the situation he had been placed into...

”I didn't know what to do... I was offered a really nice place in a sport college, but it was so far away from my family... I was so worried that a divide like that could repeat the divide between me and the only true friends I had ever had. That was certainly not something I wanted. My family was the only support I knew I could count on, no matter what I had done, or had to do. My mum was so gentle with me, so kind and caring. My dad so encouraging... Even my little sister helped me out, coming to some of my races and cheering me on. I loved them so much, but they convinced me to take up the offer... It was the best option for me they said, though was it? Frey out.”

The scholarship at the sport college started the very next year. By then he had fully matured, his horns fully grown, build quite muscular and popularity rocketing sky high. The work was hard, the new coach even tougher than his last, though with the reputation he quickly gained for head butting someone across a room, he could get anything he wanted. No matter how much trouble he got into, there would be others willing to take the blame for him but that wasn't something he could do. It was just great there, every day a challenge that he had to overcome but as much fun as it was, he missed the love and support of his family. He could only travel to see them during breaks in the school year, and would make use of every moment he could, but it just wasn't the same.

”Yeah yeah yeah. I know what you're thinking. A jock like me missed his family while away at college? Yes. I admit it. Of course I didn't let the other guys know, else I'd be teased, but then again... I kept back quite a few secrets from them. What they didn't know, couldn't hurt me, right? Only short entry today. Sorry... Frey out.”

”You probably want to hear what I got up to during my holidays, right? Okay I'll tell you. I went to visit my parents as per usual but this time we didn't stay down in the valley. They took me out onto the mountains to do some proper climbing. It was so fun! I can remember every detail clearly... The way the sun rose over the mountains, the conversations with my family, the soft breeze ruffling through my fur. Trust me. There is nothing that could beat that. Maybe I was a little cautious, but it was my first time. My dad's fearlessness really helped me finish it though. We climbed to the peak of the hill, then camped out there under the stars before climbing down the day after. The view was breathtaking. I'd never seen anything so beautiful. As beautiful as they think they are, the girls at the college had nothing compared to this. Best holiday ever. Frey out.”

Things took a turn for the worst back at home, causing Frey to take some time off school to care for his father. He had an accident while out on the hills, after a fight with another ram that was obviously drunk. Horns had clashed as he protected himself but he'd taken a rather nasty fall... A fear shared by all that loved to climb. He had broken his right leg, both his arms in several places and a few ribs though nothing 'serious' had occurred. Everything could be fixed but it would take more time than young Frey could take off to stay with him. Of course his mother reassured him that his father would be alright in her care, and he didn't doubt her... His father was probably more scared of her than death itself, but the thought of his father injured like that just worried him.

”If I can remember correctly, the remainder of the year was pretty interesting. My dad got better, I started seeing this girl though dumped her when I realised she was only trying to boost her popularity, I was verbally pummelled by my coach due to my distraction... Oh and I got invited to the Olympics. I would never have thought I'd be ready for that... Sure it's still a few years away but wow. Frey out.”

The months following the end of the year passed by with little problem. Soon enough the college was swarming with new students. Of course, being older, many of his so called friends started teaching them their place. Though never when he was around... Despite his position in the college, he didn't accept any bullying. Before his rise to fame at that trial when he was but a lamb, he had been bullied by those that considered themselves better. With no horns back then, he had relied on his speed to get away. This was exactly the same, just in a slightly different situation though they had someone to run to when they had a problem.

”Though I helped them all, there was one in particular that really caught my attention. At the time I wasn't sure why, but it all began to clear for me. Don't tell anyone, but I wanted to care for him. He had no one, neither did I really... So we kept each other company, cheering each other up when we felt down. I taught him some techniques to get into Coach's good books, and maybe a little bit of sensitive information about some of the jerks around the school, and in return, he helped me through my problems and just made life a lot more enjoyable than it had been. He was like a brother to me, but I was sure we both wanted to be more to each other... I've said enough... Frey out.”

Barely anyone dared to question Frey when he started letting the younger boy hang around with the popular crowd. Those that did were quickly silenced by the ram, and didn't question it again. So he was allowed to stay as long as he didn't embarrass them. Something he wouldn't dream of doing as it would affect Frey as well. He was all the support that the ram needed to get back on track, literally. His performance got better, back to where it was before the scare with his father, and his training got easier. Or at least felt like it to him. The competitions were back, his winning streak back, though when he got back into the big leagues, things started going wrong.

”The competition was tough but at this sort of level, it mattered whether you won or lost. Though I always played fair, not everyone did. There were those that cheated to get to the top and unfortunately I fell prey to their scheme. They spiked my drink causing me to fail a dope test. I was temporarily banned from athletics while they assessed this, as I knew I hadn't taken performance enhancing drugs to win. I knew I hadn't... My coach knew I hadn't... Everyone that knew me was sure it was a mix up but they had to look into it. So I was out of competition for a bit, leaving them to take my title. Frey out.”

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Turkey Wolf

WIP

[byyrde]

D: Competition! Oh dear...