My Characters

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Welcome to my character thread!

Other:
For Sale!
My Stables (Horse + MLP Characters)
My Off-Account Pets

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Salara

Name: Salara
Status: Fursona
Species: Shiba Inu
Features: She likes hats. She is never without one.
Likes: Art, Animals & Nature, Horse Back Riding, Playing in the Snow, Writing, Reading, Cards, and Cheese.
Favourites: Green, Wolves, Winter, Snow, Drawing Cartoons, Playing Magic The Gathering, and Brie.
Personality: A caring and shy, but goofy, wolf who sticks up for herself and friends.
Pastimes: Playing Trumpet, Doodling, CS, Sculpting, Reading, Riding, Playing Magic The Gathering, and Writing.

My Very first ref-sheet I've made <3

Salara's (and my real) Lovebird, Sweety c:

Salara as an Anthro ^^ She has the anklet instead of the bracelet as I wear an anklet but no bracelet :3

Amazing Art by Vetinator <3 Ordered for me by my pal Salt <3

Her Art: xXxxXxXxXxXxX

Aramis

Name: Aramis
Status: My Fursona's Mate
Species: Red Fox
Features:
Likes:
Favourites:
Personality:
Pastimes:
REVAMPING PERSONALITY

Spotty's Lines.

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Salara & Aramis's Pups!

Well, they had puppies!
Green Winged pup is: Everest, Male
Light Green Pup: Saramis, Female
Orange and Blue Pup: Figgy Pudding, Male
Orange and Green Pup: Pumpkin, Male
Blue Pup: Huckleberry, Male
Green and Blue Pup: Danino, Male

Top is most recent of all, edits to design made there are their current designs.

All are mischievous. Will develop personalities more soon.

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Lillipad

Name: Lillipad
Status: Random Character
Species: Dog
Features: He likes frogs.
Likes: Ponds, Frogs, Fish, Art, Board Games, and Puzzles.
Favourites: Green, Lillipads & Their Flowers, Cattails, Sum Swamp (the math game! XD), and Fly Burgers.
Personality: Playful, Goofy, and Just Plain Silly.
Pastimes: Leaping, Floating, Cloud Watching, and Making Puzzles.

He is a balloon pup (Salt'n'Pepper's Creation) so he has a balloon.

Swallow

Name: Swallow
Status: Random Character
Species: Piggy
Features: He wears a winter hat all the time.
Likes: Birds, Warm Places, Warm Hats, and Swirls.
Favourites: Green, Swirls, Mud, Warm Hats, and Scalloped Potatoes.
Personality: An average pig who likes potatoes.
Pastimes: Rolling in Mud, Trying on Hats, Drawing Swirls, and Bird Watching.



My very first character. A custom from Salt 'n' Pepper.

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Adamantium

Name: Adamantium, Adam
Gender: Male
Breed: Fox X Jack Russel Terrier
Likes: Nothing really. He just wants his family back.
Dislikes: Scientists, labs, water, fire.
History: My name is Adamantium. Well, it really should be Adam, but nobody calls ma that anymore.

I was born in a litter of 3 puppies, and we were abandoned rather quickly. Our mother was a fox, our father a jack russel. His owner came for him, and our mother was shot by a hunter. So we were alone. I was the fastest of my siblings, but I was still weak. My sister died in a week. So me and my brother struggled through life, me giving most of what I caught to him. I was wasting away. Then an eagle took him. He was a good meal I am sure. So then there was me. I crawled into the open, wanting to die in the sun. But I didn't. I was taken away by a woman. She was kind, and raised me. She named me Adam in leu of her long dead son. I grew into a healthy animal, and enjoyed life for about 5 years. But I was not meant to have survived, and nature was ready to put me in my place. My owner left for work, and I was hungry. I climbed onto the counter and began to rummage in the cupboards. I knocked a half-open box of strike-anywhere matches to the floor, and watched as one fell out. It lit in the full recycling bin in the corner, and the blaze began. I ran as fast as I could, but my instincts treated me poorly. I went up the stairs, as high as I could. The smoke choked me, and the flames lapped hungrily at my toes. I smashed against the window in a last-ditch effort to escape. I did. But the blaze was outside now too, and I ended up in smouldering flames, struggling to stay conscious. Then the house teetered and fell. I knew there had been termites, but this was worse than I had thought they could be.

I woke up, cold. My vision was blurred. So cold. My fur was gone, replaced by dry and scalded skin. I felt no heat. But then the pain. Not on my skin, in my lungs. Then I realized I was underwater. I struggled to escape, but I was tied down. Humans in white suits gazed at me, and I squirmed, waiting for one of them to move. None of them did. As I felt my lungs strain, ready to burst, the water drained, and my skin began to burn. I blacked out again. I don't know how long it was until came around, but I had a new coat of soft, orangey brown stubble growing in. First thing I noticed was that one of my eyes was working too well. I pawed it uncertainly, only to fall backwards. A metal arm was touching my face. The laughter of scientists filled the air around me. I scrambled up, alarmed. My leg was gone, replaced by this odd metal thing. My tail was a cord, studded with little knobs of bone. "Sir, the skin doesn't seem to be growing in". One of the scientists was speaking. "Oh, just dunk it then." With those words, I was scooped up and carried to a scalding pot of molten metal. My tail was dipped, and I squirmed, trying to escape. I managed to send myself flying, and took off at full speed towards the light at the end of the hall. The last thing I remember was the sign on the cage I woke up in: "25890 - Adamantium, Dangerous, Metal Limbs". Is this what I had become? An experiment? Maybe nature should just have been given her way... To be extended.

This ref shows his eye.
Before the Accident.

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Unused post ATM

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Aviator:

Name: Aviator
Status: Favourite Character
Species: Dog
Likes: Flying, chasing birds, fluffy clouds.
Dislikes: Rain, thunderclouds, and big birds that attack her.
Personality: Aviator is free willed and cannot be contained. She acts like a bird, flying before she runs or fights, and barley ever walking. She is peppy, hyper, and always in a good mood. Unless she can't fly. Then she's gloomy and depressed.
Pastimes: Flying, chasing birds, "buzzing" trees, buildings, and even planes (if she's feeling lucky), making bets about her flying skills.
Art of Her:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=34&t=1058431
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1076104
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=1181564
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=1358490
Fanart appreciated ^^

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Tjørn

Name: Tjørn (hawthorn in Danish, see story for more info on name choice)
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon, earth element
Status: Favourite Character
Likes: Hawthron trees, quiet days, water + all it's inhabitants, bird berries (hawthorn berries). and funny things. As well as his friends.
Personailty:he is a freindly, outgoing dragon. He is never too tired for something exciting, and never to uncertain to take a risk. He could also be described as exuberant and over-the-top. He also never is serious, and on the rare times he is, isn't believed.
History: Tjørn was layer into a small, dirty nest in the mud near a river. His nest was under a tall, spiny hawthorn tree. When he hatched from his egg, he had earned the nickname "Thorncrawler" due to his risky passtime of climbing the hawthorn tree. His scales were the only thing that kept him in one peice. He also spent alot of time looking into the water, watching fish and frogs swim and leap in the waves. One day, he tried flying, only to find he wasn't very good. He had took off from the very top of the hawthorn tree and landed in the cold river, covered in mud. He got better at flying with lessons from his father, although he indeed preferred to stay on the ground. As he grew to a young dragon, much more refined and less foolish, he learned how to fish and that he rather liked "bird berries" (they grow in hawthorns) he loved the way the tasted and were so bright inside.

In Tjørn's later teen years, he had some problems. A storm had rushed the land and buffeted his hawthorn tree. He loved the tree and had grown up there, so thus he tried to protect it. This wound up in him wrapping himself around it's spines and clinging tightly to it. In the end, the tree survived, although Tjørn had many sever injuries. His wings were torn and his scales were scratched. He took several months to recover. Now he lives under the same hawthorn, although both have grown much together.

Love his little grin.


My art of him:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=960447
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=34&t=1013776
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1248367

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Viper

Spotty's Lines
Name: Viper
Status: Random Character
Species: Canine thing
Likes: Pain, acid rain, the dark, and bad weather.
Dislikes: Sunlight, happy things, joy, anything positive.
Personality: Viper is a cold hearted, broken hater. He was badly emotionally scarred when his mother was killed by a bite from a viper. He ran away from home when this happened, and swore to never be happy again.
Pastimes: Scaring other animals, lurking.
Art of Him:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=34&t=995466&hilit=viper