Move to new thread! MOD PLEASE LOCK!

[Aeire]

Creature's Name: Skye (Female)
Image:
Code: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/oekaki/i ... auto&rev=3
Preferences:
Not to be your Fursona, but it can be it's mate or pup/kit/etc..
Please keep the design pretty similar.
Please keep it in a thread.
Please do not PM me for permission, I don't need more messages clogging up my inbox
Link Art Link: viewtopic.php?t=475148
Did you originally adopt this design here, and if yes what was it's name?
Nope!!

[The Agency]

all has pretty much updated, i'lladd the revamps when i have a bit more time

Pet's ID Tag: Kennel 1#
Name You'd Choose for It:Luna
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: When I fist saw the design, I FELL IN LOVE WITH HER. My favourite colour is blue, and I seriously love the moon and stars, and this pet shows that in an awesome way <33333333333333
I also promise to take very good care of her, and love her <3
History/Background/Other:
The last two months of my life had by far been my roughest.
It had been after the last moon had been full, when I went on my morning stroll through the woods.
I remember that the sun shined through the clouds, making a disco ball kind of effect. I happily marched forwards with my eyes shut and tongue lolling out, taking in the beautiful aroma of the morning breeze passing by. Life in the mountains was tough, but fun. I had been raised there by my mother, who taught me all about how to hunt, and look after myself. I never new my father. I'd never heard anything about my father in my entire life. All that remained a mystery for me. But as the questions about my Dad rushed through my thoughts, I ignored a rustle that I had heard in the bushes.
It was then after I heard the rustle, that I realised that I was in grave danger. It all happened in a flash. One minute I was walking through the woods, the next the ground came up and hit my face. I heard shouting all around me saying,
"I got it! Look at this little beauty, could get some real bucks out of her...."
And I could hear no more.
I finally awoke for what seemed like a million years, but I knew it was only a matter of hours. I was in some sort of box, it was dark. There was a small hole on the far end of the box. I peered out through the hole. The sun had disappeared behind the dull, bland clouds, and the bright blue was seeping away into the darkness.
My eyelids gave in again, and I fell fast asleep.
I next found myself gazing through the metal bars of a cage. I had no idea how long I had spent staring through the cage bars. maybe months. But it was one morning when I awoke that I saw a plump, pink finger poking through the bars. I lifted my head, and saw the smile glued to the humans face. When I saw it, it gave me hope, and I smiled too.

I GroovieDog, understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

I have permission:


I hope I am aloud to post forms now, I'm really sorry Tripp...

Pet's ID Tag:
Number 3
Name You'd Choose for It:
Darian [I just love that name! <3]
Gender:
Female
Reason You Want It:
Okay, this time I'm seriously stumped on where to start. I guess first off with the design. So, my favorite colors in all honesty are dark/cool colors, and also the transparent/solid colors of white and black. This caught my attention fully and I realize she is simply beautiful. Who wouldn't want to adopt her?

In my opinion and eye view, I would really put effort as I do with other characters into role-playing and gathering art of this one. I can't say it will happen all the time, seeing as the forum I role-play on needs more role-plays but maybe I'll create one I can use her in if I get her. I also can't promise all-the-time updates when I get art of her, my brain is...just honestly made of fail when it comes to remembering, but I vow to try my best at it.

Secondly for why, I have had yet to get a demon character, and here she is. The skull marking, the fangs, and the wings all perfectly match together and it is absolutely stunning in my opinion.

If I may say one more thing on why, I also adore the color of teal because it is a cool color, only slightly brighter, and blue is one of my favorite colors. The design, all in all, is so very lovely.
History/Background/Other:
Personality:
Sneaky but also with-drawn, she plays pranks on any house she can find during the night. With-drawn being, though she talks so outgoing-ly toward others during her pranks, or after them, she does not make friends with anyone. Demon-like nature gives her the brain knowledge on the best ways to sneak into a place or through the shadows to get away.

If you speak with her, you may see Darian has a strong tendency to make snarky comments about things or complain about them, even if it is pointless. She does do it on a purpose to annoy others, finding a pleasure or game to play with it, or at least entertain her.

Darian also seems to have a speech impediment fitting her demon-cat species that sounds the way a vampire would talk. It isn't as Transylvanian as you'd think, but almost is a full one. However, the only fault that does not make it a full-blooded Transylvanian accent is that you can still clearly understand her, however vaguely.

Darian is also ignorant or arrogant at times, regarding others to be lowly compared to her "rank". She will challenge anybody she pranks about their blood at some point, naming everyone a lowly-blooded being with a defiant hiss and snarl. A pretentiously rare and unique breed she may be of, and she holds it to her heart with pride.

Through her snarkiness, sneakiness, defiance, and also withdrawn trust, she is lonely on the inside. She has walked alone for years, so it may have been told, but she has never admitted it yet. She diligently defends herself against the accusation of being lonely, claiming walking alone was one of the best choices in her life, and nobody knows why.

Likes;
-The dark
-Being alone
-Pranking
-A challenge
-Cool/solid colors
-Flying
-Anything that comes to her interest to learn about

Dislikes;
-Snobby people
-Garlic
-Being lonely
-Lowly-bloods [pretty much everybody in her eyes xD]
-Bright colors
-Falling
-Cliffs
-Day-time

History/Background:
All I can regard of my past that was a good memory of kitten-hood is pretty much an abyss of nothing. I had no good memories of that time. I was raised and weaned, and sent off when I knew how to fly and fend on my own. I wandered my own dark road now, which was actually just stretches of grass and rolling hills for miles, but also a dense forest. It had plentiful food, and water running across it, but I grew lonely.

It was a sickening feeling inside me, so strong it abandoned my species' nature. I hated the feeling. Wrenching emptiness inside you and searing pain almost knocking me off my paws from it. I fought off tears when I found a place to sleep one day. For once, maybe the only time in my life, I didn't groom myself and I looked like a mess.

In all honesty, I was confused and feeling down for the first few weeks until I replaced my lost kitten-hood with something else. I replaced it with pranks. At first, I had nobody to prank either. Nobody I could prank through the rolling grassy hills. I decided I'd fly off to seek out some places.

Yet, another part of me did not want to do this. I hated getting in contact with others, no matter the circumstance, especially humans. Humans, though I was a cat, could hear me because of my demonic breed, somehow. I didn't know how, or why, but that was the case.

I took off farther down the plains at night-fall, silent as a snake would be. Not far from there, I saw lights of a city and arrived shortly at the closest place I could find. It was a prestigious hotel, and I smirked as I landed on a window sill. Such prestige they shall lose after this I thought, restraining myself from laughing.

Cutting a hole through the glass with my sharp claws, I crawled inside the room. It was dark and quiet, but I could make out the shadowy outlines of people sleeping. Creeping up to a bureau, I flapped my wings quietly and flew onto the top of it. Sitting down, I wrapped my tail over my paws and closed my eyes. I was pretending to sleep, so I also smoothed out my breathing rhythm.

Before long, I recognized the sound of rustling bed sheets as one got out of bed. Whoever it was walked over to the bureau and turned the lamp on. An ear-piercing scream followed, but I resisted to flinch. My eye-lids fluttered open when the person screeched one word, "Phil!"

I smirked again, fangs gleaming and let out a hiss. I realized it was a woman in a pink night-gown with green, murky teal lines at the sleeves. A man was sleepily rubbing his head behind her.

"My gosh what is it you're screaming about Karen?"

"Idiot! Look up there, Phil! It's a demon!"

When this 'Phil' looked up at me, he grabbed the lady's purse and flung it at me. I stood and took off, narrowly dodging the purse and hovering by the ceiling of the room. I stumbled over words with my accent at first, but I gathered them shortly. I spoke few words, but I said something, "Silly humans."

They looked surprised so I took this as advantage. The smirk glued to my face, I flew toward them, opening my mouth to hiss and spit. The woman screamed and dove aside and the man ducked. I flew at the window and slipped right through. Landing gently at the window, I added, "You are nothing but lowly-bloods!"

With that I was gone as the wind was. I had found at least one purpose. I had found something to do, and something to cover up my loneliness. And it was just as fun as kitten-hood might have been.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
I really, really do.

Permission~

gwen- would you like ne to remove the pet and give it to someone else?


donations are now closed till we can adopt more out

[SilverHund]

Pet's ID Tag: 3
Name You'd Choose for It: Star
Gender: female
Reason You Want It: she's an amazing design, and I need more females
History/Background/Other: Star was born in the Pack Of the Moon. Her color brought her much respect from her moon-worshipping packmates. She had many suitors, but then, someone came into the pack that would change her destiny forever.
His name was Gash. A name that fit him well. He was shunned by the elders, as they saw darkness in his heart. The young adults didn't like his bright colors, but allowed their children to play with them anyway. One day, a young pup teased him and Gash slew the pup. Gash was exiled from the pack, but lost his right eye before he was allowed to leave. Each traitor in the pack had to be marked for their crimes. His meant "murderer". Star watched this carefully, pity and scorn in her eyes. Gash stared at her, blood streaming down his face. And he smiled evilly before finally leaving the territory.
Gash was found on the border a few months later. His claws and fangs had metal caps and he brought two more killers with him. They set upon the alpha as he tried to make him leave. Alpha was torn to pieces, blood pooling around his body. It soaked Gash's paws and he grinned. Star was terrified. She watched in horror as Gash slaughtered all the adults one by one, leaving a few pups alive. "One day, you will see that I did you a favor," he laughed, and with that, he disappeared.

WIP
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[BPeppers]

.... I shouldn't sulk. D':

Well, congrats uqtubee... <3

[Kinchovi]

Gwen Trix I thought your preferances said 'Pm me if you WON the character'.. I was planning on doing a pm if I won and was about to write one D:

EDIT: Read back and found that I need permission. *Guh* Very sorry~

[north]

Pet's ID Tag: # 97

Name You'd Choose for It: Kenyon

Gender: Male

Reason You Want It: The white markings are just stunning, so are the bright blue eyes. Overall, i think this design is extremely beautiful and of course, appealing, and it matches the character i'm giving him really well c:

History/Background/Other:

Sitting in the dark, he observed the grass while the wind slightly moved it. His markings lighted the ground just a little so he wouldn't be in complete darkness.

Basic information

Name: Kenyon

Gender: Male

Original species: Fox

Subspecies: Human/Anthro

Age: 19 in human years

Personality: Kenyon's calm and serious, very down to earth type. He's compassionate and kind, but it's hard to win his trust. He's always suspicious, and he doesn't open his mouth often. When he does, he's quite laconic, so you'll often have to think twice about what his sentence meant. Kenyon's also a dreamer, he often thinks about his life, how the universe works and things like that. He's intelligent, though he doesn't know any more complicated math, or science overall. It's hard to piss him off, no matter how long you get on his nerves. He doesn't care about what others think and if he's not pleased with anything he will just leave or say a strict and clear "No."

Appearance: As a fox, the most of his fur is chocolate brown, with white tattoos all over his body. His eyes are bright blue and he has a really fluffy tail. He's the size of an average fox with a slightly longer, thinner tail. Also, his way of walking seems a bit more masculine than an ordinary fox.
As a human, his skin is also chocolate brown, he has really short black hair like afro americans have, a short beard and exactly the same colour eyes - bright blue. He also has the same white tattoos. He's tall, a bit over 6ft and he dresses somewhat like an old Greek - pieces of cloth wrapped around him. Of course he wears pants and a shirt under it, but he's not as rich to afford better clothes.
Side note: Kenyon's tattoos glow slightly in dark, it's a special ink.

Short history: Note: This text is made up, i won't take responsibility whether this all is like true in real life or not.
Kenyon was born in a small African village as a human. His father was the healer, so he was surrounded with rituals and magic all his childhood. He had always been on his own, developing a mature behavior by the age of 5. The oldest man in their village was very wise, he told Kenyon all kinds of stories. Kenyon was most interested about foxes, since he had never seen one himself. The more the man told, the more he wanted to know. At the age of 6, he went through a painful ritual, his whole body was tattooed and he had to eat the most disgusting things. As a result, when was about 10, he managed to turn himself into a fox.
Over the years, he left his home land behind. A lot of the people didn't accept his choice, his tattoos made him "ruined" in their eyes, so did the fact that he was an animal. His long journey ended up in America, more specifically in NY. He had to live in an old storage, selling necklaces and bracelets made out of beads he took with him in the daylight hours. He ate barely nothing, he was used to it though. On the streets, he met a social worker who helped him to get a free apartment until he gets to his feet and can afford a proper apartment on his own.
At the age of 19 he had lived in NY for 3 years. He knew that he wasn't happy in the city, so he found a quiet little place out of town not far from a small lake.
Currently, he's living in a small wooden house with only one big room. He's completely alone, but he has met some people, mostly tourists.

Extra info: Kenyon speaks with an african accent. It's not noticeable when i RP him, since it's quite hard to write it as he speaks.. Some room for your own imagination there.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Of course i do c:

[Demilune]

Oh thank you for my Maia! X3 I finally found her code drop.
Congrats to everyone else as well! Their all such wonderful chars.

[antler apathy]

It's fine I guess, just wanted to point that out.

[Kinchovi]

Very sorry still~ Such a muphead mistake..

[Steffi.]

I just noticed something on the front that I'd like to point out. Belladonna (cage 36) has been adopted. Unless something happened that I missed?...