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[ToxicLama]

Welcome to my post!

Here I will be selling some of my characters that I no longer use for some CS pets/ Items!
*Any payments will be put toward me ordering more characters from other users ^w^

Current Adoptables


Price- 100 DA Points, Art, or WL Pets, a set of store pets, or 15 WL Items!
If you pay with art, post examples below, and your proposed amount
(ex. Fullbody/ Shaded/ Pixel/ Headshot)
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[ToxicLama]

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[marlshore]

Username; B I R D
Kennel #; 5
New Name?; Allorica, 'Allie' for short.
Why you want him/her; I absolutely love this design. I've been looking for a design that has a rave feel to it, and in a desperate attempt, I even tried to make some myself! And the connection I feel with Allie isn't 'Oh, this is cute, I think I'll try.' I actually have a bond with her, and I'd love to call her my own.
Art/ a little Writing; Allorica's breath quickened as she shifted her weight with a groan, she felt hazy. Why is everything black and white...? I feel dizzy; like my head is full of damn dynamite. Craning up her slender head, pain coursed through her veins and into her chest; like claws sinking into her heart and tossing her around like a rag doll. Pinching her eyes closed, she allowed another cough to shake her small body. Allorica's mother had described her to have considerable responsibility and that I preferred to work independently, without direction or interference from others because I had very definite ideas of my own. That my mind is quick to comprehend and I can be depended upon to do any job well; And because I tend to be somewhat of a perfectionist, I might insist on doing too many things myself instead of delegating jobs to others who might do less satisfactory work. Not to mention my verbal expression does not reflect my inner thoughts and feelings, and that I often wonder why people react to what I say. Look where that got me, Mom. Laying in a forest with pine needles digging into my fur and pain grasping my body and refusing to let go. Her thin eyebrows knitted together as she lay there, casting glances at the night sky with cold eyes. With the spikes on her collar jabbing at the soft skin under her bottom jaw, she scoffed and let her head fall to the ground. Inhaling dust as she took soft breaths, she glanced around at the location, quickly assessing the situation. With the devil and angel perched on her shoulder blades, she gave in and drifted off into a slow rest.
Thank you!

[ToxicLama]

Username; B I R D
Kennel #; 5
New Name?; Allorica, 'Allie' for short.
Why you want him/her; I absolutely love this design. I've been looking for a design that has a rave feel to it, and in a desperate attempt, I even tried to make some myself! And the connection I feel with Allie isn't 'Oh, this is cute, I think I'll try.' I actually have a bond with her, and I'd love to call her my own.
Art/ a little Writing; Allorica's breath quickened as she shifted her weight with a groan, she felt hazy. Why is everything black and white...? I feel dizzy; like my head is full of damn dynamite. Craning up her slender head, pain coursed through her veins and into her chest; like claws sinking into her heart and tossing her around like a rag doll. Pinching her eyes closed, she allowed another cough to shake her small body. Allorica's mother had described her to have considerable responsibility and that I preferred to work independently, without direction or interference from others because I had very definite ideas of my own. That my mind is quick to comprehend and I can be depended upon to do any job well; And because I tend to be somewhat of a perfectionist, I might insist on doing too many things myself instead of delegating jobs to others who might do less satisfactory work. Not to mention my verbal expression does not reflect my inner thoughts and feelings, and that I often wonder why people react to what I say. Look where that got me, Mom. Laying in a forest with pine needles digging into my fur and pain grasping my body and refusing to let go. Her thin eyebrows knitted together as she lay there, casting glances at the night sky with cold eyes. With the spikes on her collar jabbing at the soft skin under her bottom jaw, she scoffed and let her head fall to the ground. Inhaling dust as she took soft breaths, she glanced around at the location, quickly assessing the situation. With the devil and angel perched on her shoulder blades, she gave in and drifted off into a slow rest.
Thank you!

I love it! Very nice! You may have her ^w^ I also love her new name!

[marlshore]

Username; B I R D
Kennel #; 8
New Name?; To be announced, in the writing it'll be Shasta for now.
Why you want him/her; I love her accessories and the patterns on her fur, along with her story and her attitude towards things. I have already talked with someone about roleplaying with her and another character! c:
Art/ a little Writing;
The beating sun that warmed Shasta's back was on the brink of being uncomfortable; Why is it so sunny? The deck below isn't usually this illuminated. A gritty, almost dirt like residue burned the back of the small dog's throat. Her skin crawling at the taste, a pitiful cough arose from her as her grey eyes flickered open. Her gaze hazy, she could barely make out the lines of a palm tree, and she could hear the waves crashing against the shore and then retreating back where they originated from. A beach. She'd seen many of these while on the ship, they were quite pretty. But none like this. The way the water glittered as the sun loomed before it was truly breath taking. Suddenly scrambling to her dainty paws, the fae looked around. This definitely was not the living quarters Shasta had been accustomed too. The smell that Shasta inhaled was tangy and sweet, unlike the ship. The ship had smelled of dust and old age. Not that Shasta didn't like the smell of it, it just wasn't something you particularly wanted to walk up to every sunrise.

Breathing in the warm, sticky air was like breathing through a straw. Or maybe it was the humidity? Whatever it was, she didn't like this.. this game. Fear penetrated through Shasta as she trembled, the hot sand scorching her soft pads. Tentatively looking around, she saw paw prints recently imprinted in the sand. At least I know I'm not completely alone.. This thought reminisced unpleasant memories. She was alone. Alone. Ayperi wasn't by her side. The dog she looked up to and loved like kin wasn't in her presence. It seemed as if this reignited Shasta. Giving her the strength to admit she was afraid. That was something she wouldn't have even considered revealing if it was last week. If she was still.. home. Her long tail making it's way between her legs, she gave a soft caterwaul into the bitter silence.
Thank you!

[ToxicLama]

Username; B I R D
Kennel #; 8
New Name?; To be announced, in the writing it'll be Shasta for now.
Why you want him/her; I love her accessories and the patterns on her fur, along with her story and her attitude towards things. I have already talked with someone about roleplaying with her and another character! c:
Art/ a little Writing;
The beating sun that warmed Shasta's back was on the brink of being uncomfortable; Why is it so sunny? The deck below isn't usually this illuminated. A gritty, almost dirt like residue burned the back of the small dog's throat. Her skin crawling at the taste, a pitiful cough arose from her as her grey eyes flickered open. Her gaze hazy, she could barely make out the lines of a palm tree, and she could hear the waves crashing against the shore and then retreating back where they originated from. A beach. She'd seen many of these while on the ship, they were quite pretty. But none like this. The way the water glittered as the sun loomed before it was truly breath taking. Suddenly scrambling to her dainty paws, the fae looked around. This definitely was not the living quarters Shasta had been accustomed too. The smell that Shasta inhaled was tangy and sweet, unlike the ship. The ship had smelled of dust and old age. Not that Shasta didn't like the smell of it, it just wasn't something you particularly wanted to walk up to every sunrise.

Breathing in the warm, sticky air was like breathing through a straw. Or maybe it was the humidity? Whatever it was, she didn't like this.. this game. Fear penetrated through Shasta as she trembled, the hot sand scorching her soft pads. Tentatively looking around, she saw paw prints recently imprinted in the sand. At least I know I'm not completely alone.. This thought reminisced unpleasant memories. She was alone. Alone. Ayperi wasn't by her side. The dog she looked up to and loved like kin wasn't in her presence. It seemed as if this reignited Shasta. Giving her the strength to admit she was afraid. That was something she wouldn't have even considered revealing if it was last week. If she was still.. home. Her long tail making it's way between her legs, she gave a soft caterwaul into the bitter silence.
Thank you!

Again, another beautiful writing! Thank you for adopting her ^-^ Accepted~

[saka.]

My Username: Moonsplash_Warriors


The Kennel number; #10


Her New Name; Sarika, which means Beautiful Bird

Why do I want him or her; I want to ste- no, take home this beautiful wolf because I love it's colors and design. The color of it's eyes match the pelt perfectly. The wings are drawn magnificently.


A piece of art or a little writing; Sarika stretched her long legs and peered up at the dimming sky, it's light glinting off her beautiful yellow eyes. Oh how I long to be up there, dancing with the stars and breathing the crisp night air with the moon. Her thin eyebrows knitted together at the frustration of physics; why couldn't animals taste the sky and converse with the stars? Scowling, the genuinely happy wolf huffed and lay her head back on her slender arms. Her wings spreading out behind her, she gave them a good shake to get all astray feathers out. You see, Sarika's wings were her pride and joy, they took her places she never would have been able to go before. The only place they hadn't taken her yet was to the sky, which coincidentally was her favorite. Licking a broad paw, she drew it over her ears and peered up at the pitch black barrier that separated her from her true home.

Thank you!

[ToxicLama]

My Username: Moonsplash_Warriors


The Kennel number; #10


Her New Name; Sarika, which means Beautiful Bird

Why do I want him or her; I want to ste- no, take home this beautiful wolf because I love it's colors and design. The color of it's eyes match the pelt perfectly. The wings are drawn magnificently.


A piece of art or a little writing; Sarika stretched her long legs and peered up at the dimming sky, it's light glinting off her beautiful yellow eyes. Oh how I long to be up there, dancing with the stars and breathing the crisp night air with the moon. Her thin eyebrows knitted together at the frustration of physics; why couldn't animals taste the sky and converse with the stars? Scowling, the genuinely happy wolf huffed and lay her head back on her slender arms. Her wings spreading out behind her, she gave them a good shake to get all astray feathers out. You see, Sarika's wings were her pride and joy, they took her places she never would have been able to go before. The only place they hadn't taken her yet was to the sky, which coincidentally was her favorite. Licking a broad paw, she drew it over her ears and peered up at the pitch black barrier that separated her from her true home.

Thank you!

Such a cute little story! I will send over the coding shortly! Thank you! ^^

[milkiemind]

Username
~ғяεcкℓεтαιℓ~

Kennel
#6

New Name
Minh Anh
Based off of the boy who has a rare genetic disease.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JygUnTIjb90

Why
He is very nice - and I need a mate for my character. He is very handsome and almost perfect for her!

Extra

Minh Anh looked out from where he was hiding from the pack. They seemed to be right on his trail, and they would find him soon. He started to feel his scaly skin itch and he couldn't stand hiding in the log much longer. He started to back his way out. His heart skipped a beat as he heard the other wolves howl nearby. He started to clamber out, but on his way out, he got stuck. He felt the teeth of another wolf clench onto his back. He whimpered in pain and tried to scoot forwards, but he saw another wolf. He edged his way into the middle, where others attempted to tear apart the rotten log. He started to panic, trying to turn around and howl for help.

He remembered how it had happened. He had been shunned from his pack once his genetic disease started affecting how other wolves hunted, being distracted by his dry skin while hunting with him.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" shouted a female voice. "Scram, you filthy pigs!"

He then felt someone bite into his tail and start to drag him out. He yipped at the sudden pain, and scooted out forwards. He then noticed the moonlight, and how it sparkled on his skin, and her... fur!

As his turquoise eyes met her brown-hazel hetero, he knew that this was the start of a new beginning.

[ToxicLama]

Username
~ғяεcкℓεтαιℓ~

Kennel
#6

New Name
Minh Anh
Based off of the boy who has a rare genetic disease.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JygUnTIjb90

Why
He is very nice - and I need a mate for my character. He is very handsome and almost perfect for her!

Extra

Minh Anh looked out from where he was hiding from the pack. They seemed to be right on his trail, and they would find him soon. He started to feel his scaly skin itch and he couldn't stand hiding in the log much longer. He started to back his way out. His heart skipped a beat as he heard the other wolves howl nearby. He started to clamber out, but on his way out, he got stuck. He felt the teeth of another wolf clench onto his back. He whimpered in pain and tried to scoot forwards, but he saw another wolf. He edged his way into the middle, where others attempted to tear apart the rotten log. He started to panic, trying to turn around and howl for help.

He remembered how it had happened. He had been shunned from his pack once his genetic disease started affecting how other wolves hunted, being distracted by his dry skin while hunting with him.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" shouted a female voice. "Scram, you filthy pigs!"

He then felt someone bite into his tail and start to drag him out. He yipped at the sudden pain, and scooted out forwards. He then noticed the moonlight, and how it sparkled on his skin, and her... fur!

As his turquoise eyes met her brown-hazel hetero, he knew that this was the start of a new beginning.

Aww! I love the video and the story with it ;-; Thank you for wanting to adopt and I shall send the coding soon!