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[kivr & fireflii]

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Post it c: Be sure to use the form~
-Toki

[sunny*days*ahead]

Thanks! C:


Only the female, pink&blue one, for now ;P
Username:
Lineart Link/Credits: BeeBop: viewtopic.php?t=173737
Name:Cotton
Gender:female
Species:dog/wolf/any type of canine. Or that could be changed. (:
Preferences:"Bubbly, loud, somewhat "crazy", gets confused somewhat easily." But I haven't really made a precise personality for her.
Fire newt

[Rosalind]

Kennel Number: #52
Revamped Picture:

Lineart Link:
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Squabinauts

[Solanum]

Thank you for the revamps guys <3
And of course, thank you for the donation.
It will be added up possibly before the end of the round, but probably afterwards, during the update.

['bananabird]

Username:
BananaSquirrel
Name:
Pacific
Name meaning:
I named him pacific because of his beautiful markings,he looks so calm and sweet like a lazy summer day.I couldn't help naming him that.Also,that one blue eye can be related to the pacific ocean and the sky<3
Gender:
Stallion
Sexuality:
Straight
Date of birth:
October 12,2000
Scars:
None too noticeable scars,but in some places along his withers,neck,and legs there are small,extremely faded pink lines.
Accessories:
None
Age:
Eleven years of age,nearing twelve.He's had plenty of time to realize what's happening around himself and to realize the world around him.
Species:
Mustang
Kennel Number:
#40
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
This horse is pure love,just look at him with his cloud-like markings,different colored eyes,and a beautiful,intricate coat that's still natural but practically shining with originality.I'm just in love with him and when I first saw the original picture my heart skipped a beat.I could just see what I would do with this guy if I won him,and how much he'd be loved and cherished.I'm in the process of creating my characters' home,a thread which will be called 'banana peelings.'The name is no doubt strange,but it relates to all my characters as if they're were apart of me.Each peel is,well,them.I'd love for him to be as well<3 Back to his design,the second thing that popped into my mind was sunset,the yellow and white combo with a sky blue eye,yet born from the ground with that one brown eye.Blue and brown eyes are my weakness,I fall for anything that has them,so when I glance at his revamp every time I pass it,I fall in love even more.I'm sorry if this sounds cheesy,but I guess that my heart is made of cheese then XD All I can think about right now is how happy I would be if I got to be his owner.Even just the small chance of owning this stallion is all I need to keep my days going<3 But of course there is always the bigger chance he will go to another owner.I can't lie,so I will admit that I'd be sad if he was to go to another owner.But,I'll just keep hope that they will love him as much as I do.That's all I could ask for.So where ever this guy goes to,I would be extremely happy if he gets loved and cherished no matter the home.
Personality:
-peaceful
-strong both mentally and physically
-wise
-clever
-knowing
-guilty
Personality in depth:
Pacific is the meaning of his name;peaceful.On the outside he's tough,strong,and brave,yet on the inside he knows right from wrong,and just wants to relax from time to time.He's isn't one to jump into action without even taking a moment to think,and could easily be called weak and spineless from that.If there's another,safer way to go then Pacific is going for that way above any else.He cares for things and doesn't like to see death,but if someone threatens him or anyone he cares about then one day he will get revenge.Pacific holds grudges,yet at the same time pushes them to the back of his mind so that he could go on with his life,peaceful as ever.Yet,he just isn't the same like he used to be.Always and forever he'll just be slightly skeptical and feel the aching pang in his heart,remembering the herd he'd lost and the humans he last encountered.
Likes:
-mares
-foals
-the open plains
-apples
Likes in depth:
Pacific is a stallion,so of course he likes mares rather than his own gender,yet he's never harsh with them and is quite caring and social.He's not a big flirt and enjoys company,but can't help being a romantic fellow when he notices a mare.Around their foals,this big gentle lug does all he can to make sure they're healthy,happy and thriving.Pacific is iffy on colts and when the time comes for them to move out the herd,he's not hesitant.Of course with herds and life comes room.The wide,open plains are all he needs to survive,especially when there's apple trees.
Dislikes:
-bachelor stallions
-planes
-winter
-cougars
Dislikes in Depth:
Winter equals death and Pacific hates it more than bachelor stallions and humans.Food is hard to find,and many horses pass away if it's not shared.With death comes responsibility,and it's Pacific's job to keep away any stray predator that smells a nearby carcass.Most of the time that certain predator is a cougar,and those are agile,quick,and tough to beat.He also despises planes with a vengeance because of his past.
Quirks:
-knowing when danger is near
-always curious about green apples
-watching fireflies at night,almost as if he were stargazing
Quirks in depth:
Pacific has a way of knowing when he should be wary,a slight feeling in his chest turns his head every time and every time the feeling was right and there was danger not far away.But,away from the fear and longing,let's go on to apples and fireflies.red apples are cool,normal,boring even.It's the green ones that make him curious and start to inspect them.he normally just goes up to fallen ones and kick them with his hoof and walk off,he doesn't trust them.And about the fireflies,they look like moving stars in his eyes,and when they show up his mind goes a little blank as he watches the lights around himself.
History:
Lazy wisps of clouds floated far above the ground,hazy in the soft light of the sun.A few thin strands silently attempted to block the shine,but failed,leaving the landscape bright and earthy as ever.The long bed of grass ran on from side to side,miles unknown to even the greatest travelers of the land.A sea of green,waving back and forth,just as calm as the sky above it.The peace was shuffled from time to time,as both hooves and paws brushed the ground in unspoken sequence.The herd of horses grazed,flicking their tail from time to time and nickering to their young.All completely devoid of fear,save the proud palomino paint who stood close and watchful.He was devoted entirely to his role,and could think of no other place he would want to be.Still,even he had his stately ears resting to the side,lowering his muzzle to the ground to satisfy his hunger every few minutes.But every dream comes to an end.And this was no exception.
Lone stallions banded together every so often and played their part in dismantling any herds they could find,but their kinship was worth nothing after the lead was thrown from his role.The bachelors;bays,blacks,duns,and greys had nearly stalked the herd like mountain cats,awaiting their chances to leap into the fray and gain their prizes.In this case the prize was the herd,and everyone of them wanted it.After more than a day's travel,the time had come.The fight would be small,unknown to nearly all of the horses except for the lead stallion,the palomino paint.He sensed something coming,but put it off so many times that the nuisance was utterly forgotten.But still,deep down in his gut he feared for the worse.
Suddenly the peace was broken at last,hooves pounded the ground and tore itto pieces.Mares from across the valley lifted their heads and watched as the line of shapes became horses.And the horses became the bachelors,nostrils flared as they galloped.Alarmed and furious,the palomino reared and stuck the air with his hooves.His ears laid tight to his skull,bluntly stating that the herd was his and his only.Hesitantly,the stallions slowed.But not for the anger,but for the shrilling sound far off.Snorting,the paint looked up at the sky,the bachelors forgotten,as he felt a deep pang in his chest.He was unsure of what was happening until the shrills became thundering roars.Quicker than anything the horses had seen before,and larger as well,a shape with wings that didn't moved came into view.Dust started to fly as the blades circled too quickly for the earth to manage,and flew threatening closer to the now terrified horses.Instead of a fight between stallions,the horses collided into one and ran.
The humans aboard the plane laughed quite obviously,eying the ant-like equines fleeing the danger.They drove them forward with haste.Their path was marred by torn grass,and bodies of the horses who couldn't make it,ribs prominent and eyes whiter than snow.Hunger and thirst were among them,but fear was like an Ox.Battle-ready and too strong to resist.Back on the ground,each mare and stallion pressed on,despite how heavy their legs became and the lack of oxygen threatening to kill them all.The run lasted for hours,about half of the size of the flourishing herd from before was gone,and in it's place was sweat-streaked,limping,straggling horses.All this time the palomino ran with them,even when he grew too tired and wished to just lie dead,he kept on.
It took some time before the stallion could see the outlines of something unknown in the distance,and an even greater time before the plane let up and drifted back into the sky.But,by then the horses a\had fallen prey for the human trap and galloped on until a sturdy,tall gate blocked their way and forced them to stop.A couple slammed into the gate at full speed,too tired to figure out they couldn't run anymore.Those who did fell to the ground as their skull touched dirt,it was instantly crushed under the mass of hooves.The horses who were lucky enough to stop now stood and faced the threat looming beyond the pen.Humans leaned against the rail,chuckling to each other and already raising bets.Who would be best for best? Which horses would be sold and then sold again to someone unknown? Which should be put to death then a there? The questions followed up,and none were the best choice honestly. lot of the people noticed the palomino stallion,apart from the bachelors and glaring at them and the two-legged in turn.His ears were pinned down,not at all at home in the overcrowded,frightened pen.Somehow the stallion knew he was being watched and that only agitated him more.Whipping his tail,the paint horse started to pace,annoyed by the jostling of terrified bodies and shrill whinnies every second that blared into his ears.
His beautiful eyes,one blue and one brown,were white on the edges,narrowed slightly as they kept a trained eye on the human's every movement.A steel gaze as they would call it,and when they started to rein in the equines they've bought,he lowered his head.The other horses were wary,but not perspective and soon many were taken away with ropes digging into and around their lifted necks.When the palomino's buyer came up he had trouble getting the rope around his neck,but with a little help he managed to drag him to his truck and tie the lead rope to the side of the stall before walking around to retrieve something.
As soon as he was gone the stallion reared,pawing at the side of the truck before he leaned his muzzle to the worn done rope and bit through.As soon as he was freed the stallion cantered past the trucks,startling the humans before they even could react and he was gone.At the edge of a small hill,he watched as the last of his herd were taken in the trucks.His mare,his foals,his life.All was gone and he had one guess they were going.The stallion's loyalty was brave,but he knew if he went near the trucks he would be dead as well.So,the palomino turned and cantered back to where the peace was,temporarily,until his plan to save them was underway.
Other:

The easy days when Pacific was still young,a mere colt who didn't have the pressure of protecting anyone and could frolic with other foals as if his lifespan was unlimited.

Weapons

[sunny*days*ahead]

Username:
sunny*days*ahead
Name:
"Nameless", but I would change it when I adopted to Hickory:3
Gender:
"Genderless", but I would change it when I adopted to a male :3
Species:
canine
Kennel Number:
#12
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
This character would be a perfect buddy for my very first character, Buck Eye, whom doesn't have any friends yet. ;P I think they would get along perfectly because they have just enough differences in character to get along well. And their coat patterns are slightly similar, (both have a deer-like theme). I also want him because I felt like more "natural" marked charries go unnoticed, but his simple design caught my eye. I only have one charrie so far, Buck Eye, and I probably won't ever have more than 3 canine, and one horse--because I want to really love the ones I have. (not dissing people with multiple charries, it's just that I know my limits, haha!)
Personality:
"Has to be loved, not left to rot.
-Small accessories are allowed.
-Small additions to the design are also allowed."
History:
Born under a large Hickory tree hollow, the little pup got his name from the trees his mother loved most. He is a first born, and never had any siblings are him, either. As he grew older, he played with his friend Buck Eye and helped the mothers of the forest with their pups. He continues to make friends wherever he goes, and with whoever he meets.

Hickory snuffed at ground, and turned to Buck. "It went northeast. Let's go!" He leaped forward with a laugh. Buck Eye, his best
friend, followed silently. "Hey, what is it we're tracking, exactly?" Buck asked. "Just, uh, a thing." Hick replied uneasily, and sped up a little. "You know I can run faster than you. Now tell me, what the heck are we tracking!?" Buck growled, keeping even pace with Hick. The young sorrel dog snapped playfully in his friend's direction. "Lay off, Buck. I want it to be a surprise! So shut 'ya face!" Hick snickered and sprinted forward. Buck rolled his eyes and followed his buddy farther into the forest.

"So this is it." Buck laid his head down on his paws. "I can't believe I let you talk me into thi--" Hick slapped his paw over Buck's mouth. "Shhhh!" he whimpered, crouching a little lower behind their hideout of bushes. Hick peered through the leaves at the pretty and young female fox. She giggled at her friends, and they continued dining on the squirrels they had caught earlier.
"Isn't she dreamy?" Hick sighed, and rolled over on his back, exposing his stomach. "I'll show you what's dreamy!" Buck snarled, and tackled his friend, rolling them both out into the open. "Buck! Augh! Eowch! Stop! YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME!" Hick wailed as they tumbled around in front of the vixens. Buck had Hick pinned on his back within two minutes. "Who's dreamy now?" Buck winked, flexing his toned muscles. The foxes had simply watched in puzzlement until the brawl was over. Now, the young vixen Hick had wanted so badly to meet, trotted over and fluffed her tail in Buck's face.
"Well, hello Mr. Dreamy." She giggled and winked. Buck smiled, and got out of the way for Hick to stand up. "Hi! My name is Hickory, and, uh, I wanted to say hello. Hello!" He smiled, panting. She looked him up and down, then turned to Buck. "See you around, dreamy." She batted her eyes and walked away with her friends.
"Well THANKS A LOT, BUCK you BUTT." Hick growled at his friend, legitly upset. Buck cracked a smile, and nudged his friend forward.
"Com'on, let's go home already." Hick's frown softened and he sighed. "Okay, but we're coming back tomorrow!" He laughed, and
they sprinted away back to the Hickory trees.

Other:
If I win, I'll make his personality something like this:
*bubbly, and outgoing.
*crafty, but goofy at times
*helpful
*likes to "ponder" on things. It's his favorite word.
*loves to travel
*claustrophobic, even though he lives in a forest. (Guess that's why he likes to travel!)
*optimistic

Also, I would give him a "Little John" hat
And here is a little fan art I did of him. I did not draw the lines, only colored him in. I feel this pose really describes his personality. ;D

Weapons

[Rosalind]

@Bananasquirrel: YAY! One of my horsies is getting a form! <3

Kennel Number: #13
Revamped Picture:

Lineart Link:
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Squabinauts

[Paranoia]

Username: •Shadowed•
Lineart Link/Credits: Here
Name: Unnamed
Gender: Female
Species: Canine
Preferences: -Don't claim the design as your own, it's a revamp of an old character of mine.
-Give her love (use her, draw her, etc.)
-Give a good name
Fire newt

[I am Pinkie Pie]

If only I had room in my siggy to put in a stamp.

Haha yes ^^
Although I'm not sure the colour would work so well with all the pink c:

Yeah I don't think so either.

[kivr & fireflii]

bump :'D