The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[Vaughn.]

Allegro

Staccato

♫ ♥ ♫

♪♫♪♫♪♫My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te ♪♫♪♫♪♫

♫♪♫♪♫
"The source of my bliss..."

♪♥♫
If I wrote you a symphony,
Just to say how much you mean to me (what would you do?)
If I told you you were beautiful
Would you date me on the regular (tell me, would you?)
Well, baby I've been around the world
But I ain't seen myself another girl (like you)
This ring here represents my heart
But there's just one thing I need from you (say "I do")

♪♥♫
Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
Want to vanish inside your kiss
Every day I love you more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings?
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time

♪ Username: ♪
Aeolus

♪ Kennel Number: ♪
6

♪ Name [of pet]: ♪
Allegro ~ ♫ ~ Staccato

A brisk and lively tempo | Marked by or composed of abrupt, disconnected parts or sounds

♪ Gender [of pet]: ♪
Male ~ ♫ ~ Male

♪ Breed/Species [of pet]: ♪
Pampas Fox [Least Concern] ~ ♫ ~ 10% Fennec Fox [Least Concern] 90% Island fox [Critically Endangered]

♪ Nicknames: ♪
Or more specific, pet names~
Ally, Cupcake, and Ley
~ ♫ ~
Stac, Grumpface [Staccato does not approve of this one], and Muffin

♪ Age: ♪
Both are 17;; Staccato is a couple of months older

♪ Current Place of Residence: ♪
Allegro and Staccato have a humble apartment. Though it is small, it is kept clean thanks to Allegro. They live close to Allegro's parents who refused to let Staccato live with them.

♪ Occupation: ♪
Artist // Student ~ ♫ ~ Gets occasional jobs to fix mechanics // School Dropout



♪ Theme Song: ♪
Under decision ~ ♫ The Hell Song - Sum 41

♪ Couple Theme Song: ♪
Come What May - Moulin Rouge



♪ Favorite Color: ♪
Brown ~ ♫ ~ Gray

♪ Favorite Pastime:
Painting ~ ♫ ~ Fixing mechanical things

"The source of my rare smile..."

.: ♪ Personality [of pet]: ♪ : .
♫♪♫♪♫

. : : Allegro . ♥

"You keep being so sour and you're going to turn into a lemon."

♥
It's you and me moving
At the speed of light into eternity yeah,
Tonight is the night to join me in the middle of ecstasy.
Feel the melody in the rhythm of the music around you, around you
I'm gonna take you there, I'm gonna take you there
So don't be scared
I'm right here baby
We can go anywhere, go anywhere
But first it's your chance,
Take my hand come with me

It's like I've waited my whole life for this one night
It's gonna be me you and the dance floor
'cause we've only got one night
Double your pleasure
Double your fun and dance
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever girl forever
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever (ever, ever)
Forever on the dance floor

Hyperactive [though not a total spazz] and friendly, Allegro would be a pleasure to hang around if not for Staccato constantly being by his side. Even though Staccato's moodiness is the cause of his lack of friends, he still loves him dearly and is content with him being his one and only. He know he won't be able to destroy his mate's hostility so he's learned to deal with it. He is the type that can adjust to new things easily and in a quick amount of time. He is a patient and tolerant fellow - he would have to be with a mate like Staccato! He usually tries to isolate him and Staccato away from others due to Staccato's bitterness with strangers. Allegro is much more social than Staccato, but he had to make sacrifices. Having known Staccato for pretty much his whole life, he understands Staccato's crudeness.

♪

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

Allegro is a huge fan of music and can usually be found listening to it, humming, and whistling. Both him and Staccato share this interest which was one of the things that drew them together along with opposites attracting. He usually always has a cheery smile on his face and a blissful skip in his step. It's a challenge to get him down in the dumps and if you do, there will be a very disapproving Staccato keeping an eye on you. Allegro tries to keep his feelings bottled up though as he knows Staccato always overreacts if he's just the slightest bit unhappy. Being a clean freak, Allegro makes sure that his and Staccato's apartment remains tidy and organized. Despite Staccato complaining and mocking him, he will hastily clean up any mess. He specializes in cooking and enjoys making treats for his boyfriend. He doesn't eat nearly as much as Staccato and being a vegetarian, refuses to eat any meat rather Staccato likes it or not. Allegro is also much calmer than Staccato. He is able to keep cool in most situations and help others regain themselves if they aren't as tranquil. He has a beneficial knack to relax others in times of tremendous crisis. It is always a favorable decision to have Allegro around in times of hectic chaos.

He is sympathetic and a bit of pushover, easily being fooled by sob stories. Staccato tries to make him tougher and more merciless, but Allegro is a permanent softie. He is always willing to help someone in need and enjoys making others feel better. He likes talking to ones of insecurity, "wallflowers", and anyone else who is usually reserved. Sadly, Staccato doesn't appreciate this and tries to hog him to himself, doing his best to prevent Allegro from interacting with anyone else with the exception of Allegro's parents. Allegro is well-educated and he is fully capable of outwitting a lot of people. He hates being manipulative and taking advantage of others with lower intelligence though. He doesn't like to show off either and most would probably judge him wrong because of his tendency to not reveal it.

Allegro's favorite pasttime as said before is painting. He has loved the hobby since childhood and isn't too shabby at it. He prefers to keep the talent to himself however and doesn't want to make a gallery to showcase it; no matter how much Staccato insists. Allegro, being usually social, is often very shy about his crafts and refuses to share them with anyone else besides Staccato in fear others won't like them.


~ ♪ ~
. : : Staccato . X

"So what if hates a strong word? Doesn't mean I can't use it."

♥
Slowly fading away
You're lost and so afraid
Where is the hope in a world so cold
Looking for a distant light
Someone who could save a life
You're living in fear that no one will hear your cries
Can you save me now

I am with you
I will carry you through it all
I won't leave you I will catch you
When you feel like letting go
Cause your not, you're not alone

Staccato is the opposite of his upbeat, cheerful companion from A to Z. He despises any sort of company besides his beloved Allegro and doesn't hesitate to intolerantly give any passerby a piece of his mind. It is extensively difficult to earn his trust - the only one who has ever succeeded is Allegro. He is vigilant and wary around strangers, especially when Allegro is around (But when is he not?). The phrase: "Cautious as a farmer with his hen house surrounded by foxes." would certainly do the job in fitting him. Allegro does his very best will every single scrap of effort in his body to decrease Staccato's hostility, but as you can surely see, he has had no success. Staccato is a stubborn as a mule canine who refuses and is reluctant to change his reclusive ways. He always tells Allegro he can change everything else besides his attitude. He is very clingy and stingy over things that are his; such as Allegro, his hat, necklace [It was given to him by his companion anyways.], and any food he's munching on at the time. From the Fennec Fox blood in him, he has peculiarly, conspicuous large ears that cause several maligning from others.

♪

Oh, come what may, come what may
I will love you, Oh I will love you
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place

Sharp-tongued and blunt, Staccato is constantly flinging harsh and crude insults at others. If you happen to collide with him accidentally, step on his paw, or even look him in the eyes, the ornery fox will be growling and throwing malicious words in a heartbeat. He has the ferocious temper of a Tasmanian devil and isn't afraid to show it. Pretty much everything causes him fury and raises his temper. With such a cantankerous personality, it isn't hard to see why few cherish his company. However, Staccato could care less. He doesn't give a hoot about anyone's perspective of him and finds changing his reputation impractical. Staccato is serious and an event of someone making him laugh besides Allegro is unheard of. It would be one of the greatest discoveries in history if that were to happen. It's massively rare to see him smile or laugh at someone besides, you can probably guess, Allegro. He is a serious, pensive killjoy and rarely involves himself in any sort of fun activity without being pestered first by Allegro.

However, if you were to see Staccato's personality around Allegro, your eyes would pop out of their sockets in utter surprise. Around his cultivated lover, Staccato is flirtatious, sweet as honey, adoring, overprotective, more submissive, compassionate, sympathetic...I could go on and on with words of kindness and the like. The sudden switch of personality is alarming to most. Who would expect such a peevish fox to be a loving sweetheart? He loves his "Cupcake" more than the world itself and will do just about anything for him. He'll quickly snap back to his atrocious personality when confronted by a stranger and is commonly labeled as a lunatic for all of his sudden mood swings.

He is also rather large glutton when it comes to food he adores. He is extremely fond of cupcakes [hence Allegro's nickname], skittles, hot dogs [Which Allegro, being a vegetarian, is disgusted by], and snicker-doodles. This habit of overeating has caused him some chub in the belly. He eats pretty sloppily and frequently leaves Allegro with a mess to clean up, but their are times when he assist him. As you can conclude, he is a fox of contemptible manners.

Despite how tough he acts, you'll see he is somewhat sensitive once you dig deep enough. He easily panics and every now and then, gets concerned that Allegro may leave him for someone better. No matter how much Allegro reassures him, the sight of him hanging around with others unsettles him. He is one to cry in times of despair and the majority of people who know the couple would expect Allegro to be more emotional, but in truth, Staccato is. He tries to ensconce this side of him from everyone - including Allegro, but that doesn't mean he's successful. Allegro is very much cognizant of his concealed side after seeing it several times before. However, he is loyal to his companion and promises not to tell anyone else to spare Staccato's reputation.



Background/History [of pet]:
//Note that the characters are anthro in this story for I find it easier to create a story with the characters in this form.
. : : ♫ Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh ♫ : : .
♫♪♫♪♫

Allegro
They had know each other since childhood, well, at least knew of each other's presence. They came from too contrasting worlds like black and white, life and death, happiness and misery. Allegro was a customary child of the middle class with two benevolent parents who cherished him like the most glorious treasure. He was their only child and they indeed loved him dearly. They would consistently check his condition and well-being; making sure their esteemed son hadn't been struck by illness or any of the sort. If he did, they would be excruciatingly devastated for days on end until he was back in perfect health. A man would have to be an oblivious, blind liar to say they had no adoration for their son. He was their pride and joy! Not one single thing in this massive world could change their perspective. They would spoil and glorify their beloved son until their depressing deaths - no, even longer than that. Now, you may ask: how did kid Allegro feel about all of this gargantuan attention? He didn't let the spoiling absorb and turn him rotten, no, Allegro was not that kind of child. He didn't despise the cherishing however, he was grateful for all of it, but didn't let it get to his head - which was very lucky for his parents. What a shame it would be for such an amiable couple to have a bratty, haughty son who believed he could do what he wanted whenever. Why, the poor things would be exhausted!

On a matter of their domicile, they lived in a rather attractive looking beach house with a gorgeous view of the ocean. One could stand memorized at the delightful view. Little Allegro loved the beach, his parents, his life, everything. He was a gleeful, energetic child who's favorite thing to do was to frolic about on the shore and collect vividly colored seashells. What a blithe, little family they were. It was such a touching sight to see them scuttling about the beach, stopping to play in the ocean and collect something every now and then.

On the matter of some background information on his parents, his mother was named Clarice and his father Lester. His father's occupation was a lawyer and his mother investigated unknown mysterious and exposed the facts that were concealed to the public. Allegro venerated both of their jobs, but his mother's intrigued him the most. The thought of finding out secrets that would stun the public and it being you who unearthed it, how fascinating it was! So, one day, he pleaded his mother to take him along with her and after much provoking, she agreed. At the moment, Clarice was examining citizens living in poverty and squalor. When they got there, Allegro was struck by shock like lightning. The pitiful town looked as if it was painted gray with little color to add some allure. It was a solemn sight to see. The roads were horrendously filled with garbage and ravenous residents wandered the street. It was oppressing enough to bring bitter tears to your eyes. Allegro stayed close to his mother's side - he dare not wander off, he was too dismayed to.

While walking, they came upon a crestfallen-looking child who appeared about his age. He was gingerly holding an ebony hat and staring at it blindly as if deep in the abyss of his mind. There were tears ready to cascade lining his eyes and Allegro wondered what was on his mind. They walked on, interviewing some folks and asking some if they could enter their dwellings. Allegro remained silent for the majority of the time. The grim child was still on his mind. When they went back over to that area, he was gone and Allegro couldn't help but feel disconcerted. He wondered what he was like...Where had he gone off to? He hoped he was safe, sound, and the light at the end of his tunnel would appear soon. This was a miserable place and Allegro would despise to live here in this wasteland of gray. Hopefully, his headstrong mother would be able to do something about it.

On the way home, an apprehensive commotion had aroused. Allegro and his mother looked around in anxiety, eager to find out what was the cause of all of this hullabaloo. It didn't take long for Allegro to find the source. He was clutched by bewilderment. Was that...? Could it be? The child he had seen in the village was fleeing with terror with something gripped in both of his trembling hands. Food, maybe? The realization made him suck in a startled breath. Was he...stealing? The poor soul, having to resort to such a crime. What a same it was. Allegro couldn't help but feel sorry with him. He must be pretty desperate. Before he could go after the other child, his mother grabbed his shoulders and hurried off to their house in a frenzy to get away from the scene. As he was dragged along, the youthful one couldn't help but feel guilty. Maybe, just maybe, if he had confronted him, he would have been to console him.

. : : ♫ So the streets that cares and the shopping mall was the family he knew
It's not easy being homeless
Sometimes you have do what you have to do
And he didn't have a mom or dad to help him get through ♫ : : .

Staccato
An agonizing wail pierced the heavens, splitting the air into with its echoing misery. It let its surrounding know its pain, anguish, and woe. The birds flew off in frustration to settle somewhere quieter and passerby's looked around in perplex. The one who had emitted this sat weeping in front of a limp body sprawled across an improvised bed. This limp body...was no other than his mother. The thin vixen had been ill for days - no, she had always been sickly. She had no husband and no other known relatives, beside her son. What is the meaning of that? Well, now that she was deceased, her son was now alone in the cruel world, all alone in the heartless, merciless game called life. Staccato was the boy's name and he now shuddered, clutching his head in grief. His mother had been clinging to a thin string and now...it had finally broke, letting her fall. How malnourished he was, how freezing he was, it didn't matter at the moment. Those things were thrown to the back of his mind. He didn't want money, food, all he wanted now was his mother back. She had loved him dearly, but wasn't able to show her adoration with extravagant gifts and the like due to a lack of money.

For hours on end, he stayed there, sobbing and whimpering. It wasn't until his wheezing and coughing worsened he forced himself to stop. He gave his mother one last longing gaze. This was the end. He would never see her again until his death - which didn't seem too faraway to the hopeless boy. He stood up with his shoulders sagged and eyes dull with as much depression as there are stars in the great expanse of ebony sky. He grabbed his hat, the one his mother had given him, and placed it on his head. He scuttled out of the house and into the grimy streets. All alone...the two words refused stubbornly to fade away in his mind. He wandered aimlessly for awhile with no purpose or wanted destination. He was clueless, lost and sunken deep in the sticky tar of life. Without his mother, the ominous 'tar' was empty. What...what was to happen to him now? He had no parent, no guardian to protect him, feed him, teach him valuable lessons, ....and love him. It took him awhile to notice he was slowly beginning to cry again as if the tears wanted to sneak out without their presence being known. He wiped them casually away and removed his hat - gazing at it, the memories it held, the generous hand who had given it to him, and the sweet words that she had spoken to him. The quality of it was remarkable for it to be in the possession of a boy so much in poverty. The appearance of it could have easily fooled anyone into thinking it was brand new and freshly bought.

He glimpsed at the house once more and obtained a feeling of tremendous horror. There was a new air about the house; one of death, pain, and misery. Only one solemn thought raced through his mind: Get away from it as fast as possible. Without another moment of consideration, he fled. Where he was going, he wasn't certain. All he knew was he was getting away from the morbid town, the dingy house, and the sullen memories of events that lingered in it. But does one truly rid himself of his predicaments by running away from them?

After a good amount of time running, he came across a neighborhood. It excelled his measly town - it was sanitary, pleasing to the eye, with no sign of crimes, and a friendly feel to it. However, this wasn't how Staccato saw it. It was despicable. Why did anybody else deserve to live any better than he did after all the hell he'd been through? It was infuriating, enraging. How dare they mock him and rub their jolly neighborhoods in his face while they were oblivious to his suffering! He craved vengeance; a way for him to vent his aggravation and all the other disastrous feelings that whirled inside him. There was only one question, how would he go about it? His menacing glare switched to a look of perplexed obscurity. A mere child couldn't come up with a diabolical plot on the spot. Then, it hit him. A girl in her youth - probably about his age - was skipping about with a shiny-looking object gripped in her hands. He narrowed his eyes to peer at it better and wrinkled his muzzle in deep concentration. It was a locket it seemed, a golden one at that. It was shaped in the figure of a heart with intricate designs engraved in it. Yes, that would do. He would give this neighborhood a piece of his mind. All he needed to do was steal it. Once again, he became dubious. Was he sure he wanted to do this? Was he sure he wanted to commit such a crime? He bit his lip apprehensively and balled his hands into fists. This place was probably well-secured. Wait, why was he so perturbed? Why would the risk of facing the consequences stop him? He had lost pretty much everything already besides his hat. Why did it matter?

He puffed out his chest in confidence and swelled with pride. He could do this. No big deal. However, as soon as he made a dash for his target, his anxiety returned and ambushed him like a tornado. He hastily snatched the locket, heard the girl squeal in consternation, and then met an ungraceful run for it. He heard noises of bewilderment all around him and saw all of the stunned faces as he ran by them in a rush. This hadn't been a good idea. A sudden sound of rapid footsteps unsettled him and made him tremble massively. Someone was in pursuit of him. He only had a few seconds to dwell more in his horror and regret before he was hit brutally upon his head.

What happened to the boy you ask? The man who had chased after him had turned him into the police and after weeks of not being able find any parent nor guardians, Staccato was dumped into an orphanage.

Allegro
At this time, Allegro was at the age of five. It was the season of swimming, hot days, "fun in the sun", and cookouts. School would be starting soon and Allegro could scarcely contain his excitement. The boy was like a shaken up soda can waiting to be opened to froth out. He contemplated daily on how this enthralling experience would be like. All of the new friends he would meet, the teachers, the playground he marveled; he was completely engrossed in it all! His parents were delightfully gratified by their son's enthusiasm and when that big day came, they notified him they wanted a lavished elaboration of his day at the moment he was about to board the bus. He zestfully agreed to this and off he went to begin his galvanizing adventure.

♪ Why I Want Them: ♪
They are utterly gorgeous! The color combination flows together perfectly and I love Staccato's hat. I like every single part of their design and though being simple, the design also has that unique spark. I couldn't help but give this a shot. They would've been on my mind for days. I was awestruck when I saw them. The simpleness of the designs is both easy and fun to draw. They're perfect for coloring examples for future line arts and I enjoy drawing them. I usually don't find any designs that I fancy in adoption centers, but these ones have captured my heart. Such stunning designs deserve a good home and I am willing to give them one. I was and am determined to do my very best to get them and that is what I shall do.

- Apologies that my writing doesn't excel, it is rare for me to adopt a character from an adoption center and I'm a little rusty. I also apologize for the sloppiness of the pictures done in Sai, I'm new to the program. -

♪ Use [for pet]: ♪
It would be an honor to have them as my characters. As a character, I would spoil them with art, love them, roleplay on occasion, and develop them more. I order a lot of art and I certainly will give them a large amount. Since Christmas is coming around soon, there will be a boom of line arts and they'll be easy to obtain art of due to their removable accessories and edits. I will also draw them plenty of times myself as I don't usually have two of my characters mated together anymore so it will definitively be fun. I may, if I feel up to it, create a comic or comics possibly since I'm very happy with their relationship traits and personalities. Most likely this will be done as I already have tons of inspiration from these two. They will also be put in my competition so I can receive even more brilliant art of them. They will have a spot on my favorite character thread as no doubt, they deserve to be. I love these guys to death already<3 If I'm not able to finish their story, I will do it eventually. I usually develop a character over a longer period of time to better ensure that I don't end up not liking it and completely changing it after. They'll be the mascots of my part of a collab shop with a friend that's soon to reopen. I'll be talking art trades soon again and that'll be another way to get these two lovelies art.
Turkey Wolf

♪ ♪ ♥ ♫
STACCATO'S LIKES: . : : <3
• Allegro
• Food // Eating
• His hat
• Mechanics
• Monochrome colors
• Music
• Cupcakes
• Hot dogs
• Skittles
• Sour-tasting foods
• Teasing Allegro

STACCATO'S DISLIKES: . : : </3
• Strangers
• Being social // kind
• Others interacting with Allegro
• Having his ears messed with or talked about
• The color pink
• Snobby people
• Being without Allegro
• He isn't too fond of Allegro's parents.
• Being told what to do

♪ ♪ ♥ ♫
ALLEGRO'S LIKES . : : <3
• Staccato
• Making crafts
• Music
• Muffins
• Blueberries
• Sweet-tasting foods
• Tidiness
• Beaches
• Techno music
• Making Staccato laugh
• Messing with Staccato's ears


ALLEGRO'S DISLIKES . : : </3
• Scream-o
• Dirt and grime
• Untidiness
• Meat
• When Staccato teases him
• Boredom
• Staccato being antisocial

♪♫♪
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
Watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
Standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

♪ Family: ♪

♪ Mother: ♪
Clarice ~ ♫ ~ Lilian [Deceased]

♪ Father: ♪
Lester ~ ♫ ~ Unknown [Suspected to be alive]

♪ Siblings: ♪
None ~ ♫ ~ None

♪ Partner: ♪
Staccato: Boyfriend ~ ♫ ~ Allegro: Boyfriend

♪ Offspring ♪
None ~ ♫ ~ None


Other:
♫♪♫♪♫


Just Staccato ♪
Staccato being Staccato

Just Allegro ♪
Just a chibi [Warning: Line art done by memory]
Allegro being Allegro
Cocoa

Together ♫
Cuddle-bugs

Whoops, forgot to put this again. Major WIP.

[Darkest.Nation]

Oh smack, how on Earth are we going to sanely judge all of #6's forms?

[ubiquitous]

Oh smack, how on Earth are we going to sanely judge all of #6's forms?

Don't worry, you've got one less. I just don't have enough time to write a form worthy of them </3

[Darkest.Nation]

Oh, keep trying, yo!

[the d]

Oh smack, how on Earth are we going to sanely judge all of #6's forms?

I'm right there with you.
;-;
They're all so amazing, too. orz

[Syra]

Sorry ^-^'

[Solanum]

Aww don't give up guys c: You have a chance ^^
Gosh. I'm going to go insane... D:

Yeah... You should be. This is your doing missy... xD

[Syra]

I know... Not only did I create them and offer to give others a chance at going for them, I too am going for them and have one of the longest forms >-< The judges must hate me xD

[Offended Cockatiel]

Oh smack, how on Earth are we going to sanely judge all of #6's forms?

Hah...I wonder.
I'm sorry guys. I hope you have better luck next time. <33 Wish you could anyways.
They don't hate you. -cough cough- Come chat guis? -growls at Syr- I have buisness with this ladeh- >8D
My wrightings a total hurracaine,I have no idea how it's gunna work out at all so mines on a stand still so far.

[Darkest.Nation]

You mean "writing is"?

Syra, we forgive you; we're actually really happy this place is getting some business. (: