The New Agency: closed

[Tammanae]

i added a bit more, tell me if i need more

Erm, it's still very short. I suggest looking around at other forms to get an idea of what is expected in The Agency. ;3

[Wesley]

I've always loved her, but this picture has taken it too far. <33



Pet's ID Tag:
Kennel number thirteen

Name You'd Choose for It:
Pepper

Pepper \p(ep)-per\ as a girl's name (also used as boy's name Pepper). Spicy plant name sometimes used as a nickname for a child's temperament.

Baby names that sound like Pepper are Piper and Pipere. Other similar baby names are Peppy and Peppie.

It is unknown by everyone if Pepper is actually Pepper's true name. Even so, she's never been publically called anything but it. Pepper's name describes her personality perfectly. Sometimes pepper is just what's needed; it hits the spot in some dishes. Other times, it's just overwhelming, spicy, and annoying. This describes Pepper's peppiness, hot-headed attitude, depression, and stress that morph together, making her seem a tad bipolar. Pepper's most common mood is "peppy", meaning that she has really great "team spirit".



Gender:
Female ♀

Reason You Want It:
I really need more anthro characters. I used to come to the Agency (and have it bookmarked for stalking purposes) all of the time, and my eyes would always flick over kennel thirteen with admiration. The poor girl looked great in her first revamp, and her second was, too, not half bad. Her original picture however, was always my favorite. She looked so innocent, young, and sad, that my heart broke a thousand times over just looking at her. Unfortunately, I never did have the guts or the inspiration for her. I hope that know that I finally decide to go for her, that she can finally go home... with me. <3 This revamp made her seem so spunky and fun, and as always the art was simply perfect. I saw first the deer's revamp and went ballistic, and when I saw this revamp, I could have died. For heaven's sake, this is my favorite character currently in the agency! I'd love to take her "home" with me, give her her own page, spoil her, and use her in roleplays. <33



History/Background/Other:
Pepper shook herself, first her hair, then her bangly bracelets, and lastly, her pom poms. She tilted her chin upwards to the light, letting her eyes soak it in. She used the opportunity to launch her soul into the cheer as a single drop of sweat ran down her perfectly madeup face. Pepper's personality was more than difficult to describe. She was certainly girly, and she had her share of times when she happened to lash out or be a tad rude, but she was also very dedicated. Pepper surprised many people with her great school spirit, and how serious she was about cheers. Pepper shook again her deep maroon and gold pom poms, smiling and closing her eyes. Just like that, they snapped open. She turned the volume up on her boomer system, breaking out into her cheer dance. Left step, right step, 1, 2, 3 she counted off in her head. Shimmy and kick and... Pepper slipped quite suddenly on the slick volleyball-appropriate floor. "Aah," she made a shrill shrieking noise as she slid down into an unintentional splits, then frowned as she fell backwards, landing hard on her ponytail. "Ow," she groaned in a monotonous voice.

Pepper stood up slowly, dusting her cheerleading shoes off. She picked up an earring that had fallen out, and annoyed, checked her manicure. She stormed to the restroom, leaving her multi-colored pom poms in a messy pile over top of her cheer bag. Pepper, strange as it seemed, loved the restroom of the WPSC. In fact, she loved everything about the Women's Private Sport Center, an exclusive and rather expensive workout and practice place for teenagers and women alike. Pepper loved to ride in her step-dad's car to the center everyday, where she'd practice her cheerleading. After cheerleading, she'd usually take a shower, using a shower cap when she didn't feel like getting her hair wet, and always taking advantage of the free little fruity shampoos and foaming body soap that were by the borrowable towels. After her shower, she'd do her makeup and hair, savoring every second of it. The WPSC became like a second home to Pepper, because she always used every opportunity to stay away from home. Her step-dad who she really did like, was always fighting with her mom, whom even Pepper had begun to doubt. And her five year old sister gave her too much stress to handle, and everyone knows that stress causes pimples. Pepper looked in the mirror and touched her face with her paw at the thought. She shook her head and ran back to get her stuff. Shower time.

Pepper slowly lathered the lotion into her legs. It smelled of lavender and honey, and the smell brought her in as she hoped to stay out of reality. She kept putting it on, and once she'd finished, she pulled her pants on over her spandex. She slithered into them, now wearing a bright pink shirt and dark wash skinny jeans. She swept her hair back into a messy bun with her seven-prong clip, and brought out her makeup supplies. She opened the complex little leather case and stared inside at its contents. What to do first? she thought quietly to herself. She grabbed a clean eyeshadow brush and dabbed some magenta on its tip. She rubbed it on her eyelids in a fashion so that it would fade into pick eyeshadow and end at the eyebrow in white. When she'd finished the tri-color makeup session, she pulled a brush with thicker hairs out and dabbed it into some complexion. She put a tan on her nose and around her eyes to highlight her features, then aired out the brush and put it into some rosy pink blush. She smoothed her cheeks out with color and looked into the mirror, blinking. She made her eye lashes larger-than-life with some chunk-less wet 'n' wild mascara, and lathered some sparkly lipgloss onto her pursed lips. A fashionista was absolutely always ready. She took two deep breaths and stepped outside. Soon, she'd get her taste of reality.

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The car stank as soon as Pepper stepped into it. It smelled bitter; sour, and she worried. Had her mother been smoking again? She coughed and wheezed quietly under her breath. She was rather upset that her glamorous life at school and at the Center was not carried out at home. Reluctantly leaving the Center behind, she swung her Adidas bag into the car, letting it plop in the back seat. She then walked to the front of the car, climbing into the passenger side seat. "So, how are you?" asked Pepper's mother, making a mild attempt at being friendly. Pepper avoided her gaze easily. She was too upset about the smoky smell on her mother's tongue to make an honest attempt at being friendly back. "Eh, I'm okay," said Pepper. She bit back the rest of her response, and instead, played it over in her head. "Not the you would care," she wanted to say. "Emmi's at home waiting for you," said her mother. "She's happy to see you. Today at kindergarten, she made a craft. She's been dying to give it to you all afternoon. It's all she would talk about!" Pepper smiled at the mention of her five year old half-sister, the only normal thing about her home life. She couldn't wait to see Emmi's craft either. Pepper stared on in silence, willing her mom to be quiet.

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"Peppie!" screamed little Emmi the second that Pepper made her way through the door. She held her arms out, and Pepper swooped her up into a big bear hug. "Emmi," she said, "how are you?" The five year old looked up at her with a toothy grin and big eyes and bounced up and down, willing Pepper to let her down to the floor. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she ran off to go get her art project. She turned the back of the paper towards Pepper when she ran back in, so as not to show her any pieces of her masterpiece. "Close your eyes," she instructed in an adorable yet commanding voice. Pepper bent down, smiling, bringing herself to Emmi's height. She closed her eyes and waited. "Surprise!" screamed Emmi so loudly that Pepper's mom turned around from hanging up her coat. Pepper opened her eyes, and there before her, lay a masterpiece that could be created only by little hands. A finger-painting of four smiling people. One had short spiky hair in a ponytail, one had short curly hair, one had side burns, and the other had long, silky hair. It could only be one thing, their family. Everyone looked so happy in the five year old's perspective. All faces were smiling, all hands holding. There were no cigarettes in the picture, no pom poms, and no imperfections. No distractions in life; no tragedies. But of course Emmi could only see it one way; the good way. The poor girl was only five, and you certainly couldn't want or expect her to understand a thing about what their family was going through; what their mother was going through. Emmi looked at her sister, smiling again, her pudgy face as cheerful as ever. "Do you like it?" she asked in a hyper little tone of voice. "Yes, I do," said Pepper, reaching out to give her younger sister a hug. A tiny tear ran down her cheek, ruining her eyeliner.

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To be continued. <3

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



Favorites:
Color - Pink
Activity - Cheerleading
Person - Emmi
Place - The Center
Sport to watch - Football
Subject - English
Animal - Wolves
Hair style - Messy buns; quick ponytails
TV Show/Movie - Bring It On
Music - Hip Hop/Rap/Rock ~ Favorite song is Toxic
Book - Doesn't read much.
Soda - Crush
Fruit - Watermelon
Vegetable - Cucumber
Social Network - Facebook

Least Favorites:
Color - Green
Activity - Studying
Person - Unknown
Place - Her home
Sport to watch- Baseball
Subject - Geometry
Animal - Cats
Hair style - Just down
TV Show/Movie - Big Time Rush
Music - Classical
Book - Her text books? x3
Soda - Coke
Fruit - Blueberries
Vegetable - Carrots
Social Network - Twitter

Pet Peeves:
- People who think that they are everything.
- People who have a stereotypical idea of cheerleaders in their heads.
- People who screw up and don't try to correct it.
- Smoking.

Strengths:
- Fexibility
- Intelligence
- Integrity

Weaknesses:
- Timid
- Scared
- Imperfection

Relationship Status:
Not currently dating, but I have a little realtionship worked out with someone if I win her and they win their character being applied for. :3

Art:
WIP. If I by any chance win her, I'll certainly do this some time after getting her, and of course, will order art of her as well. there is this wonderful little anthro halloween shop that's rather cheap that I've got my eye on, hoping to order for her.

Brief Personality:
Pepper is very kind at some times, but very rude at others. She can be extremely pushy when she herself is pushed to her limits, and she doesn't much care for whenever others defend their beliefs as much as she enjoys standing up for her own beliefs. She is very interesting as a character, definitely a tad bi-polar like, and always wanting to be very organized and to look her best. She doesn't quite have OCD, but perhaps Obsessive Compulsize Beauty Disoder, a disease made up for uniquely her, because makeup is really her life. She's a softie inside, especially towards her step-dad, the most reliable person she knows, her friends, great people to talk to, and her little sister, the best person to be with under any situation. She hates how her mother acts so uncivilized, not at all how she is supposed to act. She tries desperately to give me her mother second chances, third chances, but her mother doesn't even try. Instead, she just goes and blows it again. Pepper gets to feeling very desperate after she's had it over the top of her head, and she can get an attitude once frustrated. However, despite her ever-changing personality, Pepper is a pleasant person.

~ Unfortunately, this isn't a star quality form, and it looks even smaller than it is with the small font (to keep things organized). I wish luck to anyone else that may have had more time than me that went for her, and those that as well didn't. Good luck, I hope that if I don't win her, you'd give her a nice home. ~

[Tammanae]

Code Drop Form List

Woot, new week. Yet another list for the staff to use for the Code Drop this next week~ Seeing as how people seem to confuse this with the regular code drop, I will explain here, so please make sure to read. This list is not the Code Drop, but simply a list of me collecting forms at a steadier pace as to make sure no one gets accidentally skipped over, and to make the judging a little easier come Saturday. ;3 As always, do not quote or edit this post yourself, as I am the one in charge of this, and doing so will only be confusing and spamming for both me and the rest of the staff.

Kennel 7

:Malicious:

Kennel 8

uqtubee

Kennel 13

wesleydog

Kennel 20

Fly.With.Me

Kennel 25

Tammanae
.Joy.

Kennel 38

koowie

Kennel 39

lavapony

Kennel 40

TessaKitty

[Nawee]

I'm so glad to see the Agency slowly waking up =3 It's been slow during the last few weeks.
If I have a bit of time, I'll try and do some revamps =3

[BPeppers]

Seriously.

/connection/ with kennel 38. Changing my form number.

[neonfrozen]

Seriously.

/connection/ with kennel 38. Changing my form number.

Aww im soo scared now! Good luck, Joy! Happy competition!

Oh, and, June Bug, is it okay that I included both images in my form instead of just the one?

[Papyrsatyr]

It's fine to include more than one picture in your form. But keep in mind we're looking at the writing more than the "dressing up" of the form. Sometimes too much "fluff" in a form to make it pretty can get more annoying and gimmicky than helpful.

[neonfrozen]

It's fine to include more than one picture in your form. But keep in mind we're looking at the writing more than the "dressing up" of the form. Sometimes too much "fluff" in a form to make it pretty can get more annoying and gimmicky than helpful.

Okie doke, I only added thei mage. Nothing else! Thank you!

[Chirai]

Pet's ID Tag: 14
Image of pet
Name You'd Choose for It: Acorn
Gender: Male
Age: Around 5 years old
Lifestyle: I dont know what you call it but...
Acorn travels around running for his life from his murderous brothers. He wears the collar, not because he is/was ownder, but because his best friend, Luki, gave it to him. (Luki was a kind, city dog, who gave Acorn his collar as a good bye gift when Acorn's family was passing town.) Acorn travels from forest to forest for two reasons. Running from his brothers and 2. Trying to find Luki again since he heard that he ran away.
Reason You Want It: I would like Acorn because he is my favorite breed of dag, and he is like the perfect pal for me <3
History/Background/Other:
"Acorn!" a shrill voice echoed throughout the dense forest, sending the birds fleeing within hearing range.
Panting, Acorn's heart pumped, waiting for a slim chance to escape from his pursuers. Acorn turned once more, the sunlight glimmering off of his emerald green collar. He treasured his collar and fought to protect them.
"ACORN!!!!!" A different voice shouted, but louder and more fierce.
Acorn turned again, but this time he caught a glance of his pursuers. He flashed back as a flood of memories passed through him like a wave of electricity.
He remembered the sweet scent of the honeysuckle and the calm voice of his mother as he bounded through the spring wildflowers that lined the edge of the forest.
"never go into the forest with out us, OK Acorn?"
The young Aecorn nodded his tan head and lept off to chase his brothers, Aedel and Kilexo.
"Del! Lexo! Watch this!" Acorn lept into the air, swatting as a young butterfly flew past his nose and trying to impress his competitive brothers.

Acorn sent a quick glance to his parents, who were quietly chatting a couple yards away, and silently hoped that they were watching. His mother, Solexa, managed to catch his eye and smiled. Acorn smiled back and began trotting towards his parents. But before he could make it, his father barked, "Acorn! Aedel! Kilexo! Come here please!"

Acorn beat his two brothers due to teh fact he had a head start. But before they could complain that their little brother has cheated, their mother spoke softly.

"its time you three set off on your own. I know its a rough time that you dont even know how to fight or hunt, but look at your parents. We never were taught by our parents and look how far we have come! Your father and I have to run off for certain reasons but we will return as soon as possible. Now, follow us."

Solexa began to run slowly towards the forest with the three in the middle. His mother took the lead and motioned for her family to follow. Acorn and his brothers exchanged glances as they neared the looming forest. Nightfall was nearing, sending an eerie glow to the forest.The giant trees creaked and groaned, signing that danger was lurking near.His father nudged Acorn into teh forset, since he was frozen to the ground; paws stuck as ice. Acorn began trembling as soon as he stepped into the loominous forest. He sensed the fear that his mother was secreting. he perked his ears up high, as if trying to listen to his mother's thoughts.

As night fell, Acorn began to tire. He glanced at his brothers and they, not much older than him, began to tire quickly as well. Their mother looked back, still in formation, and stated that not farther to go.
Acorn glanced back and forth, absorbing the new scents that filled his nose.

Soon, like their mother said, they reached a small clearing that was as wide as a small pond. Solexa padded over to a dense overgroth and walked in. She then stuck her mussle out and said to come in.
Acorn, the last child to enter, hesitated outside the wild den. he peered inside and sniffed. he quickly pulled his head back and sneezed due to the random dust flying around. he held his breath as he slowly walked through the vines and entered. His father quickly followed and then their mother and father laid down, tail over paws in a comfortable position. Their children quickly followed.
"hm..." Acorn thought. " this place seems familiar."
His mother apparently seemed to read her son's thoughts and said, "it was were i gave birth to you three. You three will live her until we return. Until then, you three wil teach yourselves the basics of hunting, fishing, swimming, and most important, fighting."

All of Acorn's fear was swept away as his parents continued.

"But the catch is, only one of you will survive when we get back. Either you can kill each other until the last one wins, or we can kill all three of you. Your choice."

Acorn's jaw thudded to the ground. (literally, since he was laying down) he swore then that he heard his brothers gasp, for they would never have thought of killing one another.

" That was almost a week ago." Acorn thought as he returned to the present. " I MUST survive! If i means joining one of the packs that mother forbid, so be it. Those evil traitors! Why pick me first to be killed!"

Acorn was so busy shaking the recently shed tears from his already soaked face, he never noticed the border between the forest and the Forbidden.

As soon as he relized, it was too late. his last glimpse was of a large mass of fur pouncing on Acorn, making him fall on his back and then he blacked out.....


What will happen next?

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

[Rosalind]

Kennel number #24
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