☁ Silver Lining Adoption Place v2 ☁

[Solanum]

Thank you for the donations.

I'll probably PM you, but Rosalind, you'll probably have to do this CD.

Your welcome.
She's my friend, could I PM her about the Code Drop?

I'd appreciate that ^^

[white . horse]

Ok, I did. Hopefully she will get back to me as Doo as possible. Do you need any help around here? I'm always available for some work :3

[itsdemonnxoxo]

Username:
Aéro.
Name:
Chaso
Gender:
Male
Species:
Dog
Kennel Number:
80
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
This character will be used to be my best friend and mine's characters. The other character I am goig to try to get is for me and her. She is also going to do an Adoption Fourm on them both. ^^
Personality:
Chaso, is an outgoing and very social animal.
History:
Coming Soon!
Other:
Turtleneck

Username:
Aéro.
Name:
Embly
Gender:
Female
Species:
Dog
Kennel Number:
82
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Same as up before. ^^
Personality:
Embly, is a very very smart and sly sneaky animal.
History:
Coming Soon!
Other:
Turtleneck

[Solanum]

Ok, I did. Hopefully she will get back to me as Doo as possible. Do you need any help around here? I'm always available for some work :3

Rosalind is actually taking it over as I have no will to do it any more xD

[white . horse]

Ok, thanks for the notice!

[.The Bootless Box.]

Aww are you still going to do other things on here, Pix?

[Solanum]

Aww are you still going to do other things on here, Pix?

Yes of course. I'm not quitting, I just don't want to do SLAP any more ^^
I'll probably still mod at SLAP, possibly guest judge if I'm needed/Rosalind wants me to.

[.The Bootless Box.]

Okay yay, I'm glad you'll still be on here ^^

[Solanum]

Okay yay, I'm glad you'll still be on here ^^

I was just not enjoying this as much as I should, so I decided to give control of it to someone else.

[whisky]

Turtleneck for all three c:

.Reason for wanting.
I absolutely adore Pitbulls, I own two of them myself. I've always wanted a Pitbull character but I've never been creative enough to come up with my own design. This design is absolutely stunning and anyone would be honored to call him theirs. The white markings wrap so beautifully around his neck, and ever so slightly taper up his leg in such an elegant manner, you can barley look away from such beauty.

.Name.
Blue
.Gender.
Male
.Age.
Three dog years,
eighteen people years
.Birthday.
September 1st
.Species.
Canine
.Breed.
American Pitbull
Terrier

.Sexual Orientation.
Heterosexual
.Likes.
A few; His mommas peach cobbler, the occasional Budlight, when his brother and him team up against their sister.
.Dislikes.
A few; Being serious, leaving the countryside, city folks who act country.
.Personality.
Being grown up in the backwoods, he loves the mud and everything that has to do with it. He has good work ethic and will work hard for what he wants, though he hates being serious for too long. Blue is just a country boy who loves four wheeler ridin and muddin. An that's all he'll ever be. He doesn't fall victim to self-doubt. He's very proud of himself and his heritage as well as where he came from. Rude or snarky comments just seem to roll right off 'em. He doesn't seem to care what others think of him neither. Unless.... it's a gal. He tends to be a love failure, but that doesn't stop him from his flirting ways. He's sweet, caring, honest, and stable, but when he approaches a gal, he fumbles over his words and the female loses interest.
.Accent.
Deep southern drawl
.Quirks.
He'll only sleep on his right side on the right side of the bed, He starts and ends his day with a shower and refuses to do otherwise.
.Theme song.
Put you in a song- Keith Urban

.Reason for wanting.
After seeing Blue and Dixie, I just knew that I wanted all three so they could be brothers and sister. I already had a story forming in my head about them. <3 Plus it's such a beautiful red, and the white markings are so precisely placed. I just know that he'll, all three really, become my main characters. I can just imagine them four wheeler ridin an muddin together. I'm definitely going to get tons of art of them. <3

.Name.
Whiskey
.Gender.
Male
.Age.
3 dog years,
eighteen human years
.Birthday.
September 1st
.Species.
Canine
.Breed.
American Pitbull Terrier

.Sexual Orientation.
Heterosexual
.Likes.
A few; Keepin himself busy, his mommas peach cobbler, teamin up with his brother to pick on his sister, when him and his siblings get together to spend time with one another, flirting.
.Dislikes.
A few; His siblings getting hurt, literature, being away from his backwoods home for too long.
.Personality.
Whiskey has a tough, strong exterior, but in all reality, he's nothing more than a big teddybear. Unlike his brother, he's good with the gals. Though he flirts a lot, he's really only looking for that one, special girl to fill his heart. Like his brother, he has wonderful work ethic, but unlike his brother, he has to stay busy. Weither its muddin, or readin a book while tappin his foot, Whiskey's gotta stay busy. Comments don't "roll off" him as well and he tends to take them to heart. He hates critism on anything he does. He's far from shy, but he defiantly isn't one to go partying unless his sister drags him to it. Even then, he isn't your "party animal" kinda guy.
.Accent.
Deep southern drawl
.Quirks.
He's gotta keep himself busy with things no matter what it is, he shows sympathy a little more than he should
.Theme song.
Picture- Kid rock ft. Sheryl crow

.Reason for wanting.
Dixie went so perfectly with her above two brothers, I just knew I had to have her. She looks similar, yet so different from Blue. I absolutely love how the white wraps around the legs so perfectly and how they made one leg completely white. <3

.Name.
Dixie
.Gender.
Gal
.Age.
3 dog years,
eighteen human years
.Birthday.
September 1st
.Species.
Canine
.Breed.
American Pitbull Terrier

.Sexual Orientation.
Heterosexual
.Likes.
A few; her mommas peach cobbler, the wheat fields, makin' her mommas peach cobbler for her brothers, summer time and autumn, getting revenge on her brothers for them picking on her, Fords.
.Dislikes.
A few; Snow, colder days, when her brothers pick on her, Chevys', fake looking camo, when others try to act country and their clearly not.
.Personality.
Dixie is a very sassy, out goin' gal. She goes to the occasional party and can have loads of fun where as her brothers would be uncomfortable and nervous. By far, Dixie aint no city girl, she' jus buckwild. Don't let Dixie fool you, there are times she's calm and collective with her brothers spending sibling time, but not often. She has a tendency to crank up her four wheeler an drive on down to a little mudhole to relive some stress. Though Dixie is buckwild with an attitude to match, she often puts her party life behind, and spends time with her brothers. Weither it just be all three snuggling on the couch, or them goin' muddin', she loves being with her brothers. Similarly, she has good work ethic. While her brothers plow the field, she can be seen collecting chicken eggs, milking the cows, fixing the barb wire fence, or jus' plain ole' roundin' cattle. Dixie can be loyal, loving, and trust worthy with good southern hospitality. Dixie's a real hit with the guys, but she doesn't flirt. She's too busy with other things on her mind rather than think about love, findin a mate, or settling down. For the moment, she's jus buckwild.
.Accent.
Deep Southern Drawl
.Quirks.
She sometimes slides through the house with her socks on, she chews on her silverware after she finishes eating.
.Theme song.
Backwoods- Justin Moore

.How we are overall.
They love spending time with one another, but Whiskey and Blue also love picking on their sister affectionately. When they have spare time they all go muddin', fishin', or go down to the bridge and jump into the water below. Under the bridge there is a rope that they swing off of. During the day, everyday, theirs work that must be done before play. This, even Dixie knows. They have been known to dosey doe in the living room before going to bed to have fun. Their a loving family, and after their mother and father passed, it brought them closer now than ever before.

.Occupation Status.
They all live, and work on the farm together

.Relatives.
All deceased except for their Uncle Si that occasionally comes around. Their mother died of old age, and their father died of a stroke shortly after.

.Past history.
Blue, Whiskey, and Dixie grew up pretty normal.. as long as your a redneck that is. These are the kinda kids that snuck out of the house through window to go climb trees, even though their momma was standin' at the door with a switch in 'er hand waitin' for them to return. She wasn't cruel, she was simply showing discipline. Their father was showin' the boys how to plow and plant the fields, while he showed Dixie how to round up the cattle and fix the barbwire fences. But at the end of the day, they were always greeted home with their mommas peach cobbler to ease their minds.

.Present History.
Dixie, Whiskey, and Blue all have their own jobs that must be done around the house before any play takes place and they know it. It's how they were brought up and raised. A little sneak peak into their everyday life..

Dixie wiped a little of the dirt off her multi-colored, plaid shirt as she hopped up the porch stairs and into the house. Slipping her boots off at the door, she slide onto the couch with ease and smiled with satisfaction. She frowned slightly as she heard laughter outside the door. Whiskey and blue stormed through the door with booming laughter as they chatted about coon huntin'. Whiskey chuckled one last time about his and Blue's conversation before slumping down on couch next to Dixie. He pulled his ears back as he yawned, "I'm hungry." Dixie narrowed her eyes upon looking at him crossly, "I aint your maid." Blue was sittin' on the coffee table as he shrugged an spoke up, "Well, it's nearly sunset, an I know where a good crawdad hole is.." Dixie an Whiskey looked at each other as if their brother had come up with the best thing ever. "You know how long it's been since we had crawdads?" Dixie looked at her brothers, dazed in memories of when the three of them and their father would go down and catch crawdads for their momma to cook for supper. Whiskey grinned, and grabbed his brothers an sisters hand, "I think this calls for a special occasion." Dixie an Whiskey headed for the door, as the poles an line were already outside. Blue still sat there on the coffee table, tears brimming his eyes. He thought back of when his momma an daddy were still here, an of when him an his daddy would go coon huntin' while their momma would keep the other two busy. Their daddy always made sure that Blue had Fridays, Dixie had Mondays, an Whiskey had Wednesdays to ensure they had equal attention.. "Blue! Come on?" Dixie urged excitedly. Blue quickly whipped his tears an without a trace of them even being there, turned around with a smile on his face an rushed past Dixie towards Whiskey, "I call the green pole!"