The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[Chirai]

Am i allowed to apply for characters that were just donated?

[Wesley]

@ Teardrops in Time - You may only apply for a character if it is in the kennels.

All right, everyone! :') I'm very happy to let you guys know that the code drop has been posted, the code words switched up, and the kennels updated, so regular adoptions are now open for the round! Good luck on getting to work on your new forms! There are still two sweethearts left in the urgent care, just waiting for a home. If you're willing to take either or both in, please post on there to let me know or PM me. ^^ Also, if you adopted any characters from the urgent care that have no name or you have changed the name of, please PM me to tell me what their new name is.

If you wish to talk about the new round or discuss the characters you have won or wish to know why you did not win a character, please post on the fan club, not here.

Soon I will update the success stories links with the help of my link collector. Until then, hold tight.

All right, I believe that's all for now! The new code drop date is still to be determined. c; Good luck guys and gals. Have at it!

[.:sea~foam:.]

Username: .:sea~foam:.

Kennel number: 16.

Name {of pet]: Shoe
I think it's an adorable, humble name for him. It makes me chuckle, not in a mean way, but in a "what a cute name for a cute doggy" kinda way.

Gender {of pet}: Male

Breed/Species {of pet}: Australian Shepherd
I'm not used to having dog characters, so I just though an Australian shepherd suited this little guy.

Personality {of pet}:
Overview:
In one word: Hopefu;
In a full sentence: A heplful and willing farm boy, who will never give up.
To himself: "I always try extra hard not to make a mess, and I like to help people in every way I can."
To others: A sweet, yet slow little dog, who seems to always get himself into trouble accidentally.
"Now let's go a bit deeper...

Eager
Shoe is always ready to face whatever comes at him. He's known for being prepared, and excited to face on new challenges. He always anticipates new adventures, and new friends to be made. Whether it be learning a new skill, befriending a new animal, or exploring a new part of the farmyard, Shoe is always looking forward to it.
Clumsy
Shoe is always getting himself into sticky situations, not because he's a trouble maker, but because he's just clumsy. The poor little puppy always has his head in the clouds, and isn't very attentive to his surroundings. It isn't uncommon to find him bumping into the barn and tripping over the water trough. Even when he makes a mess, he always has he best of intentions.
Helpful
Shoe loves to lend a helping hand around the sheep farm. Whether it be keeping the sheep calm while their being sheared or feeding the chickens at dawn, Shoe is always up to the challenge. He'll gladly take on extra chores, without the promise of payment. Even if his clumsiness makes matters worse, his heart is always in the right place.
Wholesome
Shoe wants no part in anything unlawful. If it doesn't comply 100% with the rules, Shoe won't wanna do it. He's a decent, kind-hearted dog with a true desire to do what's right. Shoe is often described as being virtuous and salubrious, always encouraging others to do the right thing.
Gullible
Even though this innoncent dog has the right intentions, his childish nature makes him easy to manipulate. He isn't the brightest bulb in the candelabra, and he is known for being susceptible to tricks and pranks. This naive, yet sweet, dog is always struggling to resist his peers cruel tricks and lies.
Hopeful
He may be a bit of a klutz, but he's an optimisic little fellow. Nothing can convince Shoe that the situation is hopeless. Even in dire straits, Shoe has hope. It's a tenacious desire to keep on trucking. His spirits can never be brought down, and he's convinced he'll always be able to turn a frown upside down.

Background/History {of pet}:
The air was still and dry, sweltering heat covered the arid land in throat-parching thirst. Stumbling along the rough terrain was a lonesome pup. His light brown fur was riddled with patches of coarse sand, and bags hung beneath his eyes. He was a scrawny little thing, thin enough that you could count his ribs. His pawpads were bruised and scraped from the harsh road, and mud stained his white legs.
The pitiful little creature staggered along, feeling more dead than alive. His muscles throbbed, his bones burned, and his nose was absent of any moisture. But beneath his weary, worned down exterior, layed hope. Not very much of it, but it was there. A single flickering flame, that burned inside him. It was his drive, his motivation. He knew that with this hope glowing inside him, like a lantern in the darkest cavern, he would find his home.
Everyday, from dawn 'til dusk, this scrappy puppy trudged along the dusty, desolate roads. What was his mission? To find a home. Not just shelter, but a real home. One with a human to care for him. A kind-hearted human with a cozy little farmhouse, and a freshly cooked dinner for him every evening, and a hearty breakfast every morning. This was what this little puppy was searching for, this was what hope would help this little puppy to find.
And what was this hopeful puppy's name? Well, he had none. He was just a lonesome little stray, there was no one to give him a name. This poor puppy had heard many of the nasty dingoes and bull frogs call him many names before. They all would shout at him, "yella'-belly" and "weakling" and "mongrel", but never had anyone given him a name.
So, this nameless puppy trudged down the road, when a tantalizing smell hit his nose. The little puppy looked up, his sense starting to go nuts as the smell grew stronger. He looked straight ahead, his bloodshot eyes widening as the site of a steaming hot applepie was set out on a windowsill of a shabby little farmhouse. The puppy could feel his mouth watering, wet with desire. He trotted up to the windowsill, his senses going crazier, and his hope growing stronger. His stomach was empty and cold, and the thought of rich, tart applepie had his tummy roaring.
There it was, mere inches awayfrom him, a steaming, sweet apple pie. The puppy reached up, ready to snatch the whole pie, until he felt his stomach twist in disgreement. If he was to just to take the pie, that would be stealing and the puppy knew that stealing was very wrong. What if someone had made the pie for their sickly grandma? Or what if a mother had lovingly baked the pie, as a special treat for their children? The puppy slowly backed down from the windowsill, knowing he could not take the pie.
Suddenly, a deep growl resonated behind him. The little puppy glanced over his shoulder, gazing in awe at the scarred, beaten rottweiler that was sauntering forward. The mighty canine made a low growl directed at the trembling puppy. In a flash, he had jumped up and grabbed the pie in his mighty jaws. As soon as the pie was in his possession, he scoffed it down voraciously.
The little puppy gazed at the rottweiler in shock, horrified at his criminal act. "Crikey! That wasn't very nice, you know."he yipped at the dog.
The beefy rottweiler laughed in reply, his breath a mixture of cinnamon and foul garbage. "It's a dog eat dog world, kid."the rottweiler grunted, bits of pie crust clinging to his lip. The rottweiler gave the puppy a harsh, meaningful stare, before sprinting off into the corn field.
Dogs eat other dogs? the puppy thought to himself. That's awful! The shaken pup swallowed hard at the thought of having to eat another innoncent dog.
"HEY! Where in blue blazes did my apple pie go?!" a sonorous voice shouted from inside the farmhouse. The front door flung open violently, and framed in the doorway was a portly, middle aged lady who looked about as shabby as her farmhouse. "You litte rat! Come here so I can teach you a lesson!" she blared at the quivering puppy, readying a hunter's rifle.
Crikey! thought the puppy as he made a dash for the corn field. He plunged into the corn stalks, weaving his way through the maze of tall, sturdy stalks. Corn silk entangled him, clinging to his fur as he struggled to maneouver through the field.
BANG! BANG! the gunshots boomed behind him, followed by hefty footsteps.

Use {for pet}: A proud member of my character family, along with being a new character in my story, "Dust Collectors". I would absolutely adore this little fellow, and display him with the rest of the gang on my character page.

Other {Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.}: ~WIP~

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[Chirai]

(Its Chirai ^^;)
And ok, thanks

Username: Chirai
Kennel Number: 56
Name [of pet]: Crystal
Gender [of pet]: Female
Breed/Species [of pet]: Anthro Wolf
Personality [of pet]:
Creative and sensitive,Crystal is a delicate person who, like a rare and special orchid, requires individual treatment to fully blossom into her true unique beauty. Shy, she is happy to allow others to take centre-stage and often generate their time and energy into making those she love happy or successful.

Crystal is a giver and when the chips are down and you need a friend, the one available during those testing times when you need advice or companionship the most, is likely to be Crystal. Crystal understands human frailties better than most, because she is so deep and reflective herself. With Crystal in your life, you have someone who understands and cares and any romance or friendship based upon these qualities is certain to be mutually rewarding.

Background/History [of pet]:
Crystal sat at the curb, kicking a baby blue ball. She sighed. The sun was finally going down, a sign that the day was almost over. Almost. But until it was over, Crystal had nothing to do. She got up, already tired of the ball, which was now rolling sadly to another place, to another bored child. She walked over to Sammy's Ice Cream shack, which was almost closing time; 7:30. She dug out a dollar and picked out an already-melting mango popsicle.
"Mmmm....Thanks!" She smiled and walked away, with the popsicle already in her mouth as she was sucking away. The girl returned to her corner, and the ball being nowhere to to be found, she decided to kick a small, round pebble instead.

Use [for pet]: Everything i can think of. <3
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
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WIP

[Mozzy.]

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[LiebenWolf]

Picture of pet: Above
Username: Wolfheart5550 (wolfie for short)
Name: Dune
Gender: Male
Breed/Species: Wolf
Preferences/Requirements: Keep gender and name and dont claim the lines or color in ok?
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Line art is by EmberWolf color in is by me
Little Leprechaun

Other: He was gonna be Bliss's mate (see charies) but lets just say they wernt good for each other (she hated him)

[king_bear]

U s e r n a m e
Cheshire.
K e n n e l N u m b e r
One-hundred-twenty-four.

Ѳи Ƭнɛ Ƨʋяғαcɛ
F u l l N a m e
"My name is Sonata Caeli."
N i c k n a m e
"I'm often called Sonny, or Sonat. Only friends call me Soca."
M e a n i n g n a m e
"I believe that Sonata Caeli means sonata of the air."

Ƨσcιαℓ ˩ιғɛ
R a n k a s c h a r a c t e r
"I hope to be a major character." (She will.)

Ƭнιƨ Ɩƨ Ѧɛ
A g e
"I'm seven seasons old."
G e n d e r
"Doe."
S p e c i e s
"I'm a white-tailed Deer."
L o o k s

H e i g h t
"I'm 22 inches high. I know, it's small."
W e i g h t
"I'm pretty small for a white-tailed Deer, so I weigh 64 lbs."

˩σʌɛ ˩ιғɛ
C r u s h
"No one."
M a t e
"Uhr... No, thanks."
K i d s
"No."
S e x u a l i t y
"Straight. Why?"

Ғяσм тнɛ Ɩиƨι∂ɛ
P e r s o n a l i t y
Sonat, being a lone doe, is pretty happy. She enjoys life, nature, creatures who are smaller than herself (she doesn't like giantness), and of course her friends. Her goal is to have that many friends, there will always be someone to talk with, or to play with. Sonata's life consists only fun. She doesn't know sadness, grief, etc. Never heard of, and will never have heard of.

Sonata's happiness sometimes is interrupted by an outburst of anger. The point is, she crops up all her emotions, except her happiness, just to make sure everyone likes her, because she's an happy angel. This cropping up makes that she regularly has an outburst, just for a few minutes, and then it's all over, and she's her happy self again. As she has done this already since she was a calf, she doesn't know how to stop it, and it keeps haunting her.

Since a passer-by told her a story about a deer who made it up on the rainbow, she's obsessed with rainbows. He told her how they looked like, and she has been searching for one for ages. She doesn't know when it will happen, or how, but she's sure that she will see one. Ever. She'll keep looking until she finds one, and then she'll run to the beginning of it, to reach the sky.
(Of course, the passer-by told her about the fact you can't walk on rainbows, but she wasn't listening. She was imagining how she would look upon a rainbow :3)
H i s t o r y

L i k e s
~ Spring
~ Blue, green, and yellow.
~ Small animals, NO insects. Like mice, squirrels, small birds, etc.
~ Nature
~ Being in the shadows on a hot day.
~ Exploring
~ Silence
~ OMG RAINBOWS 8D
D i s l i k e s
~ Too deep pools
~ Hyper creatures
~ Insects
~ Itchy places
~ Awkward moments
~ Foolish creatures
~ Black, grey and dark green.
~ Dried grass; the kind that crunches and breaks when you lie down on it.
~ Sudden noises.
F e a r s
~ Fire
~ Drowning
~ Losing everything she has
~ Being all alone
~ Being excluded
H o p e s
~ Her own territory; or one she can share with someone else
~ Many friends, all over the world
~ Maybe some calves. Maybe not. She isn't really sure about it.
~ To see a rainbow (she's obsessed with rainbows :3)

Ƥнσтσвσσκ
A r t
In the Snow
Funny Moment


Ƭнɛ ˩αƨт Ƨтɛρƨ
U s e
I'll use her as one of my major characters, as I am searching for an uncommon species for character already for a very long time. I really like her design, and she will get lots of love, art, and friends. Maybe a mate, but I've not really decided that yet. I might give her one, but I don't know. I'll take a look at that later :3
O t h er
Nope.

Uh... WIP?

[.Saffron.]

(Yup, I'm back. :3)
WIP

Username: .:Nautae:.
Kennel Number: 56
Use [for pet]: Character

~The Basics~
Name [of pet]: Fray
Gender [of pet]: Female
Breed/Species [of pet]: Wolf Anthro

~Going Deeper~
Personality [of pet]:

Background/History [of pet]:

~Other~
Star Sign: Leo
Theme/Soul Song: Behind These Hazel Eyes - Kelly Clarkson

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[Wesley]

Custom-made by Jelli. ^^

Username:
wesleydog

Kennel Number:
Kennel 76

Name [of pet]:
Peach Palette

Gender [of pet]:
Female ♀

Breed/Species [of pet]:
My Little Pony >> Earth Pony

Personality [of pet]:
WIP

Background/History [of pet]:
WIP

Use [for pet]:
I'm not the Brony that some people are, and I'll admit that I may be a bit lot too old for it, but I find My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic to be an interesting and amusing show with valuable teachings and virtues, loads of lovable little ponies, and some very funny characters and jokes. Peach here had caught my eyes for a while, and by this round, with that irresistable art by Jelli, I can't help but try for her. This will be my first My Little Pony story, so let's see how it goes!

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
.:Special Talent:.
Peach's special talent is painting. She loves doing anything involving colored paints; watercolors, murals, finger painting, you name it, if it includes paint, she can really make it work!

.:Cutie Mark:.
The small picture that best describes Peach's talent is a paint palette that is a tan & peach color with splotches of green, orange, and yellow-orange paint and a paintbrush on the side.

.:Residence:.
Equestria >> Hoofington

Original Image;

Colored by Myuki on these lines.


Art by me using this reference for anatomy help. c:
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[Temperance.]

Username: Ashwyn
Kennel Number: # 37
Name: Destiny
Gender: Female
Breed/Species: Elemental Wind Mare

Personality [of pet]:
WIP

Background/History [of pet]:
WIP



Use [for pet]:
WIP

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
WIP
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Username: Ashwyn
Kennel Number: # 59
Name: Viviana - Means 'Full of Life' in Romanian
Gender: Female
Breed/Species: Rat Hybrid

Personality [of pet]:
WIP

Background/History [of pet]:
WIP



Use [for pet]:
WIP

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
WIP
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