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[kartharon]

Love this gal...

May post a form for her later.

[{ annah.]

Name: Lester
Species: Unnatural Dog Mix
Kennel Number: 10
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:

I would like this character for many reasons. One being that I really like the design of him. He isn't covered with unnatural colors, but the purple mohawk is a VERY intriguing touch. Just looking at the picture of him makes me want to call him my own. He would fit in very nicely with my other characters and none of my characters are ones that I plan to have and just let sit around. I am currently in the process of creating a more indepth thread for all of them and seeing him in there would make it that much better.

As for what I will do for him, I plan to add him into my thread and create a story for him as well as gather plenty of art of him. He isn't a overly complicated designed character, so it shouldn't be a huge hassle to get art for Lester. If I get him, I plan to provide him with a great home where he will always be loved and never forgotten or left behind. (:

Personality:

Trickster. This is one of the many words that describes Lester. He is the kind of dog that loves seeing the irritation from others when he pulls some sort of trick on them. Although, he does feel a bit guilty when someone really gets hurt, only a bit though. Lester is always plotting his next scheme. If you are someone he knows, you better prepare yourself.

Stubborn. Lester is very stubborn when he wants something a certain way. If it isn't done right, don't expect him to be alright with it. He stands tall for what he wants and isn't one to give up on things. His stubbornness can seem annoying at times, but he isn't swayed by others feelings much.

Bitter Sense of Humor. Lester, despite his trickster attitude, doesn't find others very humorous. Lester finds others humor annoying and unneeded. He also hates when tricks are played on him, and becomes angry quite easily if they are.

Sneaky. Lester is quite the sneak and is often hated for it. It is very easy for him to spy on others without them ever having a clue. Lester often takes great pride in this unique quality about himself. He uses it quite a bit, even if he is eavesdropping on a conversation he doesn't know anything about. This makes him someone with quite a bit of knowledge and others often find him to see if he knows of whatever they are trying to find or accomplish.

Intelligent. Lester is quite intelligent for his age. He has experienced many things in his life, some of them not ones he ever talks about. Lester has taken both his good and bad experiences and used them to keep from making the same mistakes and making new ones.

History:

1883

Lester was born in the slums of Wolverhampton, England. His mother was a stray, with similar markings but didn't have the mohawk he had. Lester was born along with three other pups. None had the same purple fur as Lester. As Lester began growing up, his mother finally told him that the purple fur and eyes had come from his father, Kalig. Kalig had been a mighty dog among all the others in the slums. He had the same purple mohawk as Lester and was known to be a bit infamous among the high class dogs, but quite the hero to the other strays. Kalig was viciously killed by some dogs he'd been doing a job for. Kalig had been assigned the job of killing a dog in the upper class side of town. Kalig had made it there and had been about to kill the dog, but some of the dogs allies suddenly appeared and Kalig was barely able to kill them all. When Kalig returned with the news that the dog was dead along with his allies, the dogs who'd assigned him the task were furious. They had only wanted that wolf killed and none of the others. They then cornered Kalig and decided to punish him. Having already been heavily injured from the high class dogs, Kalig didn't last long during the punishment. Kalig slowly died, very painfully at that. Lester had a very difficult time excepting that he'd never gotten the chance to meet his father.

1886

Lester, now three years old, grew up strong and determined. He'd never forgotten about his father and was always reminded of him when he saw his reflection. Lester had slowly began to be known to act just like his father. Now that he was older, he was doing more risky things. The things he was doing have also began to make him more and more infamous like his father.

Lester walked tall through the sewers of Wolverhampton, his tail swaying loosely behind him. Quickly rounding a bend in the underground tunnel, Lester was headed to talk to some other dogs about the whereabouts of the dogs who had killed his father. Lester was desperate for revenge, these dogs were not getting away with killing his father. They had taken so much from his father as well as his pups he never even got the chance to meet.

"Ah, Lester. You've finally come." said Thiket. Thiket had been Lester's friend since he was a pup. Their mothers had been good friends and both had pups around the same time. Thiket and Lester became very good friends and grew up doing a lot together.

"Haha. Yes, I have. I'm sorry for my being late. So, what is it you've found, Thiket?" Lester then asked dryly. He was actually quite eager and desperate for some information about his father. Lester was willing to spend his entire life searching if that was what it took.

"Well, these two claim that they knew of the ones who killed Kalig." Thiket said sternly, nudging the dog closest to him with his muzzle. The scrawny looking, cream-colored dog stumbled forward, emitting a small, weak sounding growl. "Go, on. Tell them what you know." He continued, looking back at the other equally small, dark brown dog still standing behind him.

"Well... Um, W-we—" the cream dog began, sounding very scared and unsure of himself.

"Out with it!" Lester then said sharply. He wasn't about to sit here for hours, waiting on the little mutt to spit it out.

"It was a long time ago. We were scavenging through some of the darker alleyways, hoping not all the scraps had been taken yet. We then slowly began approaching what sounded like a lot of yipping. Once we came up on it we saw about three dogs circling one." Said the cream dog, taking a quick breath to continue on with his story. "They were sounding very angry, we couldn't hear what they were saying though. We then watched as they attacked your father. Kalig, right? Anyways, we would have done something, but we were outnumbered and it happened so quickly. There was no time to get help. After he was dead, the dogs quickly scattered, but not before we got a good look at them." The cream dogs finished and looked at the brown dog, silently telling him to finish the story.

"The first one. He was big, and had a lot of scars on his back and legs. His coat was black with white spots on his paws. I think he was the leader because all the others seemed to be listening to him quite attentively. The other two looked about the same. They were a bit smaller than the other and had large scars on their left shoulder. Their coats were light brown with many white spots in different places." The brown dog then finished, looking up at Lester, awaiting his reaction.

Lester nodded, hiding his inner emotions. Anger was pulsing through him, he was eager to begin searching for the dogs. "Thank you. You have helped me greatly. You're now welcome to leave." Lester then said, a low growl slipping through at the end. He then calmly stepped to the side, opening up space for the dogs to leave.

The dogs quickly ran past Lester, breathing eager sighs of relief. They had heard about Lester and were actually a bit frightened of him. They knew he had done many great things for the dogs of the slums, but those great things also made him quite frightening.

Lester then looked at Thiket, knowing Thiket would easily see the emotions in Lester's eyes. "Well, what do you think?" Thiket then asked, shaking his gray fur and relaxing a bit. He'd been on edge the whole time the other dogs had been with him.

"I want to kill them so bad." Lester began, letting his growls become a bit louder. "Why would they have done this?! He didn't deserve it! He'd done exactly what he'd been asked to do. Lester said angrily, his muscles tensing and his eyes burning with rage.

"Lester, calm down. We'll find them. You can't do anything right now. We will have to wait until daylight. Thiket said calmly to Lester. Stepping toward him, Thiket nudged him a bit. Thiket wanted to get out of these sewers before he really began to stink and before anyone else stumbled along.

Still growling, Lester turned and headed back the way he'd came. This was only the beginning of Lester's long journey to avenge his father's tragic death. There will be many battles and obstacles to overcome, but Lester was ready to take them on. He had no doubt he would find the dogs responsible for his father's early death, or at least he would die trying.
Other: N/A
Durpidee

[Jones.]

Hey!

All the forums are amazing! I bet loads of charries get given out now.

[.: Lionking4Eva!:.]

Name: Lunar
Species: Domestic dog
Kennel Number: 32
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?: I fell in love with the character's design. I thought it was original, but not too original. I have been looking for a new charrie for sometime and I don't know what I would do without him. I've been looking for this kind of dog everywhere and I found him on S.L.A.P. And I will take care of him.
Personality: Strong, kind, beautiful and loyal, Lunar would do anything to protect his loved ones. If that means sacrificing himself, he's up for it. He also has a funny bone and when there is no bright side to a bad situation, count on Lunar for cheering up!Lunar has made very bad mistakes in the past and he regrets them. But, like he follows, Regret nothing and live life to the fullest. Lunar learns from his mistakes and tries to never do them again. Lunar tries to never do things bad, but, like some dogs, he has separation anxiety. He gets in trouble, and knows its wrong but he can't help it.
History: 2004
I was born a mutt. It isn't very fun being born on the street, for You can die easily and quickly.I never knew what I had later in my life. I was taken from my mother to a dog pound. I was then bought to some gentlemen who tested dogs with shampoos and such, making us lose almost all of our hair. I had enough. I was being dragged back to my kennel when I made my move. I bit his hand and crashed through the window.I ran 3 kilometers before stopping at a train station. I jumped onto the train and headed far away from that torture.
2005
I jumped off the train into a giant place with cars and buses. I was very skinny and I couldn't find anything to eat. I walked to the right in hope to find someone who would give me food. There, I spotted it. The most Delicious scent I have ever encountered. Following the scent, I came across a hot dog stand. I sneaked up, pounced and had a bundle of sausages! i barked for joy and that's when the Hot dog guy caught me. I ran as fast as I could, with the sausage rope. I puffed. I hadn't eaten for days and I'm still fit for running! The man stopped and saw me go into an alley. He got his phone and called the pound. I stopped when I rounded a corner. I sat heavily and dug into my prize. I got back up and walked. One hour. Two hours. Three hours. I rounded a corner and saw the dog catcher. He was a tall lanky man with a net and a choker. I growled. I knew he wasn't going to be easy to fight. I lunged at him and he got me around the neck with the choker. The wretched thing soon pinched my skin, then my airway. And that's when everything went black. 2006
I woke up with a raw pink line around my neck. I growled. This was not In my agenda. I had been in this stupid cell for a year! When would I be let out? Just then, I heard a noise I was dying to hear for a long time. A little girl came into the dog room and was looking at dogs. She saw me and skipped over. I never saw anything like her. I was used to the dog catcher and the hot dog man. Not a little girl! I growled. She, being startled, Stepped a few steps back. I had heard of this emotion. It was called scared. She knew how I felt. Being in this horrible place with bars, cold walls and a cold floor, and of course, other dogs. I was put In my own kennel because I fought with other dogs. I hoped she was going to get me. She didn't. She picked out the tiniest poodle I've ever seen. That dog was an evil little thing. I sighed and looked down. I woke up the next day with a big man with greasy hair look down at me. I growled. He said something to a woman beside him and she nodded. I was taken out of my kennel and put on the adoption pedestal. The big man got me a leash and collar and took me outside. He shoved me into this gross smelling car and drove me to somewhere. I soon realized who he was. He was big Joe. He was the meanest person alive. He bought dogs and put them in dog fighting shows. Apparently I was Going to be his new Big Star.Like that was ever going to happen. But it did.

2007
I was with big Joe for one year now, and I hated it. I was a new famous dog that little dogs and smaller dogs in the business cowered at the sight of. I became muscular. I was being led to my final fight for the season. I was dragged into the ring, and saw three dogs I never wanted to see here. I saw Piper, bandit and Paisley. I looked at them with pleading eyes. They recognized me and I slowly began to wag my tail. "I've missed you guys so much!" I barked. Piper nodded. Bandit stood forward."We have to get out of here," He barked back.I looked at him with agreeing eyes. We ran to the closest Gate and slid throught the bottom. We ran as fast as I could.

2011

I live with my siblings right now, travelling all around north america. I'm, right now, trying to free dogs from dog fighting which has now been illegal. I want to live with the little girl who came to me so many years ago. That, is my new dream.
Other: I will love him FOREVA!!
Durpidee

[Solanum]

Nice looking form so far, but there is a minimum for the history of 3 paragraphs. If you add more to it, then you have a better chance of winning. ^^

[Alley96]

Username: Alley96
Picture:

Lineart Link: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=475148
Name: You can decide
Gender: You can decide
Species: Dog/Wolf
Preferences: Dont change design
You can add items
You can change name and gender
Actually use as character/fursona, dont let him sit around for nothing
Flacatoo

Donations are open?

[Jones.]

^^^That design is LOVE!

I have a new donation. If he is not given out at this code drop then can I have him back please?

Username: I walk through fire.
Picture:
Lineart Link: Lost it.
Name: Diego. (Do not change.)
Gender: Male. (Do not change.)
Species: Saber-tooth tiger.
Preferences: Don NOT change his design, name or gender.
I must get complete credit for him.
If he has cubs I would love to see them.
LOVE HIM!
If he is not given away this weeks code drop I would like him back please.
Flacatoo

[Kickin' up dirt]

When is the code drop?

[Keriae]

When is the crop drop?

I'll have to ask Fey, because there isn't anything on it as of late, but it should be soon, hopefully.