The Character Rescue and Adoption Agency~Open!

[byyrde]

Alright

[byyrde]

Up ^^

[byyrde]

Up ^^

[nekolover19]

Ah, sorry for not posted on here yet.
Been a little busy lately.
The thread looks pretty neat so far. :3

[byyrde]

Tank you ^^

[Horneddragon]

I would like to Adopt...




Username: Horneddragon
Kennel Number: 3
Character Name: (Dark) Deonasitchus [Deon]
Character Gender: Male
Character species: half breed ( wolf/dog)

Character Personality:

Cocky:

just because no one picks you first, doesn't men nobody likes you. It just means nobody wants you on their team.

I guess you could call him cocky, He is cheeky and tends to speak his mind. On occasion he will find himself "sticking his tongue in his cheek" when he says something that comes across as offensive, and yet he still goes on doing what he has for years. He has never once been afraid to say what he happens to have on his mind, and through it all, to those he loves and who love him back it is a very endearing quality of his.

Noble/Chivalrous:

Only truth and ritiousness can save us.

He was raised to always treat a lady with care, though he is a hopeless romantic, always flirting with the women and girls, he will never under any circumstances force himself on a lady. He is the kind of rare breed of male that views females/women as beautiful enchanting creatures, he treats each in turn with kind respect, courtesy, and no matter what he is unwaveringly loyal. He is gracious and honorable to his enemies, and treats all with respect, more so those who he has defeated in battle or a fight.

"Mysterious"

what be this that hides in the night? It bates us with tainted dreams, and acorns us with harsh tounge.

He likes to work in the back ground, and his true identity, or at least his up bringing is a true mystery to those he knows as a grown wolf. To those who have known him from a pup he is frequently taunted at being a "Half breed" wolf-dog.

Hopeless romantic:

"Lookin' for love, in all the wrong places... Lookin' for love in too many faces .... "

He is the type of guy that just loves the ladies. One could call him a ladies man, he has all the right moves. Knows just what to say at the most opertune monment, and yet thetitle "ladies man" does not for this charming young halfbreed. He can never seem to find just theright female for him, though he can tell them just what they want to hear, he has never once been able to keep a girl around for more than one night.

Bold:

fall not at the snaping of dangers jaws, quwiver not I'm the face of enemies, instead, look them both dead in the eye and laugh.

He does not hesitate in the face of danger, and would rather embrace it fully and all of its consequences than retreat to the shadows. Many have called this "the heart of a wolf". It stems mostly from the fact that he is a halfbreed, and he learned to do what he thought was morally right without pause at a very young age.

Intelligent:

the mind is the greatest weapon of any arsonal.

His mind runs much faster than those of his kind, though they are all sentient beings he can see the worlds beyond and because of this he had become a much smarter version of his former self. He enjoys nothing more than setting down for a good brain stretching puzzle or with a good book.




(:~:) Likes: (:~:)

{o} The hat
{o} The Ladies
{o} His wings
{o} Mechanics
{o} Drawing up plans for machines and buildings
{o} Leonardo Da vinci
{o} Shiny objects
{o} "Precocious" metals
{o} Metal in general
{o} Gemstones

(:~:) Dislikes: (:~:)

{-}People who dont respect the hat
{-}Buying new hats
{-}Swindlers
{-}Thieves
{-}Rude women/females
{-}Rude men/males
{-}Cats
{-} Authority figures
{-} Cocky younger wolves

Basic Information:
Height: 4 feet at the shoulder
Weight: 239 lbs
Age: 12 human years
Mate: None specified
Children : none
Fur color: Dark grey
Eye color: yellow
Profession: Unspecified
Theme song:Muse - Resistance

Character Background/History:

before you know the character you must know the world in which he lives:





It is said that once there were 9 dragons...
none could oppose their combined power.
Lasirie - Dragon of Demeter {Earth}
Abbadon - Dragon of destruction
Zenrah - Dragon of Technology
Cerith - The frost bringer {Ice}
Zi Lynnzalong [Maurz] - The Ahzenai dragon, and the giver of knowledge.
Yiash-lhosthu - The Warrior-maiden dragon
Lynnjalung - Dragon of immolation {Fire}
Nyex - Dragon of shadow
Rantius - Dragon of creation.

Togeather they created the world and all that is known and unknown. Each was evenly given a sertian aspect of the world to govern; Lasire the green dragon was given the Earth, to protect and heal. Abbadon was given destruction, the ability to tear down the old, and make way for the new. Zenrah was given technology and the ability to help instill inspiration and creativity in mortals. Cerith was given ice, he is the lord of the sea and along with Lynnzalung ushers in the seasons and keeps the earth's temperature the same. Zi lynnzalong was given knowledge, and is the keeper of all the worlds secrets. Yiash-Ihosthu was given govern over war's and battle prowess, she is the warrior maiden. Lynnjalungnis was given fire, he is the lord of the earth's core and along with Cerith ushers in the seasons and keeps the earth's temperature the same. Nyex was given the shadows, he is lord of death and the night, he is known to be the last thing many see before death. Rantius was given creation, he is the decided leader of all dragons and is the lord over the heavens, he among other things makes sure all the others keep to their jobs and stay in balance.

All was right in the world when they governed, and yet a darkness crept into the land. It struck silently attacking Neyux first, though he was powerful the elder dragon was unable to defeat the other and he fell prey to its will. Using the shadow dragon's powers It attacked the 8 remaining, Abbadon was the next of the 9 to fall, it is said that the very heavens themselves exploded in anger at his loss, Zenrah was the next, With his fall all the worlds technology became useless, the great ancient machines that had worked for Melania ground to a halt, and all was silent in the vast cities of old. Angered by this the great mother and Procter of the Earth Lasirie pulled together her own resources and attempted an attack on the darkness that threatened her land and her kinsmen, Her power alone was not enough to defeat the combined forces of the 3 who were already under the darkness's control, and she too fell prey to its whims.

It was then that the remaining 5 banded together, they could not defeat the darkness that was fast approaching each dragon without killing the other 4, and nor could the world survive without all 9 of its draconian creators. It was after they had reached this sad conclusion that each submitted to being put into a deep trance by their elder Rantius.

This trance was deep enough to confound the darkness that was attacking them, keeping it our of their consciousness, and away from their power. Yet one, Zi Lynnzalong, did something no other Dragon had known about. He looked to the future and saw hope, in the form of a half breed, this knowledge gave him the hope that one day all 9 would once again be free. It was on this point that he commissioned a young servant of his to watch intently to the future for the one who would save all.




Into the dark

The young halfbreed lazily rolled unto his side, he opened his jaws in a wide yawn that revealed his dagger like teeth. Slowly he lifted his grey muzzle to the slight breeze that blew through the open window of his companion's home.

Smell's wet.

he mentally commented to himself. With a great heaving sigh he rolled his body over unto his stomach, winching as the gears, wires and metal that were grafted unto his body pulled at the various muscles of his back and shoulders. He barred his teeth as he swung his long shaggy head around to gaze at the machine that had sat upon his shoulders for as long as he could remember. An annoyed snarl escaped his lips as the longer fur from his mane fell forward into his face, with a slight flick of his head he sent the view blocking locks of green and grey back over to the other side of his ear. He grunted as his yellow eyes took in every familiar detail of his wings, he always found himself awestruck by their workings, each hard line of the metal, each graceful arching curve of the wires, the soft hum of the gears shifting as he moved. They were crafted specifically for him, and had become a part of him, one that he valued dearly, granted the were far too heavy to ever actually lift him off the ground, but it was a sentimental thing. They set him apart from the other wolves.. dogs.. mentally he sighed,

Halfbreeds ...

His ears fell and he bowed his head low as he rose to his paws.

Why did she have to choose a wolf? Why couldn't she have chosen a dog.. anyone would have been fine. But no...

His down turned gaze fell to his prosthetic limb, casually he flexed the skeletal like system of bars and wires, it responded much like a normal paw would have, and yet he still felt like it alone marked him for what he was.

A a tremor shook his body as the shadowy memory formed once again his mind, he blinked his eyes once... twice.. trying to stop its familiar pull from taking a hold of his mind. A snarl shook his body as his resolve crumbled and he fell prey to his memories.




Other:

Why do you want this character?

First I will address the question I'm almost positive is going through your head; Why have I placed what is probibly the single most imprtant element in any adoption form here at the end? It is because I want you the reader/ judge to judge my form fairly, and without the knowledge of how much I, the writer do, or do not want the character, to interfere with your judgement. So without further adue here is the ending to my form.

Why do I want this young wolf that I have christened with the name of deon? Well its not a very simple reason, I'm not entirely sure I can put the feeling of pure joy and elation, or the way my heart skips a beat each time I see him, into words. I'll start with a simple word, want. I wantdeon. It it such a strong feeling I might bust under the sheer force of the feeling. butbwhere did this come from? I can only imagine, was it the simple grey and contrasting green cloration that makes up his pelt? Or the simple yet complicated macinery that makes up the rest of his person? I do not know myself, but from first glance I knew I wanted this character. I knew I wanted to give him life, to make him real to make him belive able and most of all to make him mine.


Festivus for the rest of us

[byyrde]

Someone's finally going for him ^^ Good luck finishing your form.

[Horneddragon]

There is a good chance i',m going to add a few more later

I would like to donate!

Username: Horneddragon
Character Name: Illumniatta
Character Gender: Female
Character Species: Horned wolf
Character Preferences:
~ She may not be used as a fursona or fursona mate
~ you may change name and gender
~ please no major design/breed changes
Lineart Link:
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Nostradamus was right

[byyrde]

Thank you Horned! Welcome to the staff. Any particular nicknames or just Horneddragon?

[Horneddragon]

HD Is what i tend to take as a nick name :B