Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[Lady Masquerade]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 24
Name: Buttons
Species: A Ghost Doll
Personality: Well, Buttons is a stuffed animal so I wouldn't say he has a true personailty, but he does have a history, and emotions. So I guess he does have a personailty. Buttons is a more silent quiet type doll, even if his mouth wasn't more stitched up and he could talk, he probley wouldn't. Buttons like peace and quiet and just wants to be a stuffed animal loved by someone.
Likes: Buttons likes being in silence and peace, he's not much of a big talker.
Dislikes: Fights, loud noises and mean people at toys.
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[Verd]

I would like to adopt!
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Name: Vanille (Nickname is Varney)
Species: Maned Wolf
Personality:
Vanille, Or Varney, Is the Social type. Hangs around a lot, Is always doing something active with friends though. She Always the humourous type. Though she values good knowledge and it being used correctly. SHe loves listening to prophecies in her village, and solving them.
Likes: Friends, Good Jokes, The Ocean, The Sky, Science in general
Dislikes: Puns, Bad breath, The cold air
Background:

"Hey, Varney! Look what I Found!"

I Love the beach. The Warm winds, the smell of salt water clears my mind. When my friend runs up behind me, I get startled, I was focusing on this seagul hunting. Their aerodynamics amaze me. How they reach speed of 50 miles per hour, even after the 500th time, still catches my undivided attention.

As I turn around to greet my friend, what she holds in her mouth cathches my attention. Its a silver shell, Not like the usual white ones we always see around here, which you find everywhere.

"What do you think it is? I think we should bring it back to Shoujida"


Shoujida is our Village's healer. She can foretell prophecies from the littlest rock. I don't know how she does it,
But she does.
When we approached her, we lay it down by her feet. She grunts, then grabs it in her mouth and retreats into her den for 3 days, only coming out for food, water, and to do her business.




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When we finally head from Shoujida, Her face was grim with distress. I could tell she had obviously been up for hours with this one. usually the strange things people in my village find are Strange stick shapes, and rock. She hadn't seen any real prophecies since my father was a pup. And all they found then was a dead beaver with a twisted paw, which lead to bad storms during the Spring month of April.


When Shoujida finally spoke, she said:
"Die Väter, guide uns"
This is not the first time Shoujida has spoken these works. I've heard about a few of them from the elders. I Know "Die Väter" Means something like "Our fathers" or whatever, but Im clueless about "guide uns".

"Young ones, this is an artifact that could destroy out town. A long time ago, when iwas a pup, the healer bfroe me said there would be a prophecy that could destroy us, for lead us to survival." She paused for a moment "I think this is the one."

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[asexual]

Marking for later, I might have some donation for yous Wendi :3

[Skylarr.]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 17
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Name: [no name.]
Species: Angler Dragon
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[BlissfulFarrago]

I would like to adopt!

Number: #14

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Name: Azerain (A-zur-ane)

Species: Ice Dragon

Personality: Azerain is pretty cool headed(no pun intended). She is rational and doesn't freak out to easily. But when anything or anyone she loves is threatened, she will do all in her power to save it.

Likes:

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Background:

(As soon as I saw this character, it occurred to me that she would fit nicely into my story involving my character Emyry. I had started his story, but I had no clue where to go with it. Azerain gave me an idea of where to go with it, though. The writing switches between the viewpoints of Emyry and Azerain, and the first part I already had written.)

Emyry:: Although I didn't know it until I was older, I began in a very unlikely place. I was born in the Pyrelands, to a fire dragon mother. How this happened is a mystery. To me, at the very least. Perhaps I had a water ancestor. Perhaps it was one of those flukes of nature, a crazy roll of the dice of life. I doubt I will ever know.

As a water dragon, I could not live in the hot Pyrelands. I would die. As such, I was taken to Aqueous, the place of the water dragons. I'd like to think that my family wished she could have kept me, that they loved me and wanted me. But, somehow, I don't feel it was so.

The water dragons accepted me into their fold. I believe this has to do with water dragons' natural care for others, especially those who cannot care for themselves, although I find this urge easy to quell. Perhaps this has to do with my fire heritage. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened to me if the water dragons had refused to take me. I'd most likely be dead, but perhaps not. I have always been one to persevere and succeed.

I was adopted by mother and father water dragons. They had no hatchlings. My adoptive mother, Eilias, could not, though she and her mate, Oufius, wanted to. They were more than happy to take in the small hatchling that was me. As I grew, I did not realize that I was not the hatchling of the dragons who were raising me. Perhaps it was the tendency for all water dragons to look similar in color and design. Or perhaps the thought just never entered my mind, the impossibility it would have seemed.

It was a horrible night when I found out. I was still young, not quite full-grown. Eilias and Oufius came to me and told me. That I wasn't their hatchling. I felt many things, rage, terror, disappointment. But I also felt relief. I had never been exactly like the others. I wasn't so bubbly, so excitable, so nice as the others. I had never exactly fit. After that night, I knew I couldn't stay with in Aqueous, the place I had lived almost my entire life. I didn't know who or where I would fit in, but it wasn't here.

(This is where the part I had written before ends.)

So, I left. I felt a little bad, because I knew that Elias and Oufious would be upset, but, overall, I was not wracked with guilt. I knew that normal water dragons would have, and even my adoptive parents would probably feel guilty, I did not. It was only another sign of my differences.

I had no plan, no way of knowing where to go. I could not go south, to the Pyrelands; the heat would kill me. To the west was the Terra, the land of the earth dragons. It would be too dry for me there. To the east was Zephyrn, where the air dragons lived. It would be possible to go there, but, for some reason, I couldn't. I went north.

To the north was mystery. There had been some to travel there, but none to return. I might well have died on the impending journey, but at the moment I didn't care. I just went.

The farther I went, the colder it got, but I decided it was too late to turn back. Everything was going fine, until a blizzard hit. The snow and ice flew onto me, and I couldn't see. While my slick fur was perfect for cool water, I could not survive in the ice for long. I curled in a ball, trying to conserve heat and forget about what was happening, what had happened, and what might happen.


Azerain:: I found him there, lying on the ground. At first I was sure he was dead. We have found others like him dead.

[eternalglitch]

I would like to adopt!

Number: 14

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Name: Ice Angel

Species: Ice Aura Dragon, a rare species from the north pole. They are quiet rare, and love sleeping in cold tempatures. SOMETIMES they like other animals but not normally. They are fast, loving animals. They love to froilic, but soon humans found out about them. They naturally cured things whenever they touched them, so if they had a tail or a body part, they could heal easilly. Driven by greed, they hunted these beutiful creatures. Now, of the whole species family of this type of dragon, there are only 50.

Personality: A fun loving, fast creature, she is always happy and loves playing.

Age: 12, shes VERY young, but dragons learn things faster than humans and treasure the knowlage very closly.

Likes:

Ice
Fun
Cold
Wind
Swimming
Ice Cream
Snow Cones

Dislikes:

Heat
Boring things
Sand
Running
Hot Dogs

Favorite time of day:

Midnight; she loves looking at the moon with stars sparkling around and sometimes auroras appear in the sky, or northern lights.

Favorite Number: 100. A perfect number, divided in half twice, its a odd number. then if you divide it by 5, its 5 her favorite prime number.

Background: By age 2, she knew everything about her home. Her parents were delighted, and kept teaching her more and more. By age 6, she was smarter than Ein Stein, and moved just like a adult. However, her parents dissapeared when she was 7, taken to a zoo and she and her brother lived alone. They were fine at first, hunting and learining new secrets of the world but it ended when she turned 12. Hunters came and killed her brother, and she narrowly escaped.
She met up with a gang of creatures looking for homes, and joined them. Soon she came across a proud Drappa, or she Alpha wolf who led a gang of creatures, from mice to dragons. Liking a strong male dragon, she joined and now lives with them in a drastic climate.

Smaller Story: The Gun shots were close. Too close. Ice Angel sniffed the air, and heard the baying of hounds. She started scrabbling at the ice, attempting to get loose from the dead end she had gotten into. She couldnt fly right now- the time wasnt right. It had to be windier. Colder. She could still remember her brothers dark blue coat pooling white-blue blood onto the snow. It had only happened minutes ago. If she didnt escape, that was it. Shed be killed right here. Or taken to a ZOO. No, that was half a life, and when you died, your body parts would be sold. Then she shudderd, jolting out of her thoughts. Shadows were appearing around the edges of her vision. She closed her eyes, willing her body to lift, to float. To break free of the ground. Then she opened her eyes. She was floating, everything a speck below her. She turned and soared into the wind.

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First of all, Im horrible at drawing online and have a crappy scanner. Please donto judge me by it. Otherwise, shs in a snowy surronding chilling!

[Wherever.You.Are]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 4
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Name: Vanille
Species: Maned wolf
Personality: Friendly, comedic, and very sarcastic
Likes: autumn, alternative music, spending time with friends, chocolate
Dislikes: warm weather, work, lonliness
Background: Vanille grew up in the countryside, unlike most maned wolves. She grew up with brisk weather, beautiful scenery, and her parents. Vanille didn’t have siblings, so she befriended some of the animals that lived in the woodlands and the fields. Vanille realized pretty quickly that there weren’t creatures like her here, other than her parents. No maned wolves. So, one day, she went exploring, in search of more of her kind. Vanille stumbled upon a pack of wolves, chasing down a deer, much like she had seen her parents do. These creatures…they didn’t look quite like her…but they were as close as she had seen so far. Vanille hid in the tall grass as the wolves took down the deer and began their feast. It wasn’t polite to interrupt. As the wolves began to finish, Vanille approached cautiously. One of the wolves in the pack spotted her. Soon, the entire pack was clustered around her. A wolf pup, around her age, bravely walked up to Vanille. “You’re so…different,” said the pup. “Is different good?” Vanille asked bravely. “Yeah, different is really good,” the pup replied. So, ever since that day where Vanille stumbled upon the pack, she has lived with them, along with her parents. Vanille stopped worrying about being different, and learned to just be herself and have fun with her friends.

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[paola .]

I would like to adopt!
Number:
1
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Name:
Nuit
Species:
Alier(Alien/Deer hybrid mix)
Personality:
Nuit is a very optomistic, crazy, wild, weird, strange, random, adventurious, mood-swingy, loving, kind and funny Alier. She sticks out from others and is defiently a leader, not a follower. She is just weirdo and has been one since birth but she is not a phonie, she is actually herself and everyone loves her for her. She can be very random and weird but funny at the same time.
Likes:
Nuit likes many things, exspecially random things. Here are a list of like some of Nuit's most loved/liked things(Just a Warning, be prepared to see a extremly LONG LONG list!xD)
Nuit basically likes...
Nice People
Helping People
Jumping
Watching the Stars
Running
Playing around and making Jokes
Being Random
Being Crazy
Hanging with her friends
Watching Scary and Comedy Movies
Texting
Making Funny Faces
Lacrosse
Bannanas
Chocolate Chip Pancakes
The color Purple and Pink and Black
Drawing
Pumpkins
Writing
Reading
Music
Cheese Cake
and much, much more
Dislikes:
Nuit is not a person to hate or dislike stuff, she is a very open person and is open minded but there are some things in this world that just pushes her buttons and ticks her off.
Now here are some thing that Nuit "dislikes":
Mean People
Annoying People
Homework
Being Grounded
People yelling at me
Falling off my chair
Mean Jokes
Family
Teachers
Old and Cruel Teachers
Friends that you can't trust
Liers
Friends crying
Stupid Guys who break friends heart
Jerks
Bullies
Mitchell winters(inside joke)
Mines
Loud and anooying places
Writing Essays
Screming
Pop Quizes
Background:
Nuit was born and raised on a planet in a different galaxy called Grivieer and her mother and father were King and Queen of Grivieer. One night when she was going around her home she found this ship that has been stored away and hasn't been used for centries. By accident when she went to turn and strut out of the ship to go tell her brother she hit the launch button and the door closed and the ship took off into space with a falsh. After a week of being in space Nuit's ship landed in my backyard one night and I jumped out of my bed and raced out side to find Nuit sitting in the backyard out of the ship sad, alittle hurt and lonely. I took her in and gained her back to health fiding she actually wasn't to different from a human at all. Since then i have been taking care of Nuit and every year we celebrate nuit's birthday on the day I found.
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[Mozzy.]

I would like to adopt!
Number:
1
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Name:
Moon
Species:
A wierd alien that looks somewhat like a deer. This inter-galactic species is called a Fluerigon. A Fluerigon is the size of a small deer. They have large thin ears that are prone to breaking if they come into contact with something very loud. They have paws like a cats with retractable claws, this enables them to catch thier favored food, fish. A Fluerigon's diet concists of mainly grasses, and to get the required amount of Omega 3, they eat a range of small fish. They have a thin tail, scientists still don't know thier exact function. Males have a lion-like mane around thier necks. Females only have a small amount of mane-fur. All Fluerigons have at least 5 markings that glow in the moonlight and are nutral coloured, meaning you wil not find a Fluerigon with Neon green or Hot pink markings. The expected life span for an average Fluerigon is about 500 years, with Ancients and Holys living for 2000 years. At the age of 100, a Fluerigon will develop it's ability to 'moon dance'. Moon Dancing is when a Fluerigon flots and dances in the moon light. Even this simple skill can take 10 years to master. Fluerigons have 1-2 Goons (baby Fluerigons) at a time, triplets being very rare. Mating occers when the stars form a ring around thier home planet. This happens every 5 years, this is one of the reasons why this spectacular race is close to extinction.
Personality:
Moon is a very strange character. She has regular mood-swings and is very clumsy. She is caring and nuturing and longs for children of her own. In the moonlight, her markings glow a faint blue or purple. Her eyes turn a deep shade of green and she can fly(!). She dances classical music mostly, depending on her mood.
Likes:
Moon likes a range of things, in some ways it makes her look like a hippie. She loves flowers and collects different species when ever she can. In her little nesting area, you can find many different Bonsai trees, most of them being a shade of blue, blue being her favorite colour. Moon also like to dance, you can see her at night floting around the sky, dancing to a tune in her head. Moon also has a thing for the colour pink. She has a vast colection of pink things. Anything that she can find that is pink, she will take back to her home.
Dislikes:
As well as having many likes, Moon has many dislikes. The biggest of which is Dogs. Dogs terrify her, though nobody knows why. She has never had bad experences with dogs, or good for that matter. We arn't even sure if she has even met a dog in her 148 lives. Another dislike is loudness. Her tender ears can not handle loudness so she tries to avoid it as much as she can.
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[Prince of Awesome]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 4
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Name:Vanille
Species: Maned wolf
Personality:She has a very developed personality. She is very sweet, and she's usually got a very shy quiet character.She is smart and strong but doesn't usually defend herself.She can be weak at times aswell.
Likes:She loves cake, pie,cupcakes,boxes,food,playing.
Dislikes:Bad things and chicken.
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