Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[Ranua]

I hate to be a bother but is the code drop tomorrow...? When is it please Atwood. T-T

[Lirrie]

I hate to be a bother but is the code drop tomorrow...? When is it please Atwood. T-T

Lol I thinks its next saterday I doubt very much code drop is 2 day after applications are opened. XD

[Ranua]

Oh really? 0.o Im sorry I don't come here much sadly enough. xD Thanks Lirrie!

[Bite]

nvm

[LokisTrick]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 24

Picture: Sadly, I have no idea how to get the picture here without the code ><;

Name: Masquerade

Species: Jungle Smili

Personality: Masquerade on the inside is a truly gentle person, whom would spend hours on end listening to bird song and pondering his own mortality. He spends his free time stargazing and relaxing in the woods, watching moths hatch from their cocoons, spread their new papery wings out in the moonlight to prepare for there first flight in a depthless sky of never-ending riddles and songs. That is the way he thinks. But on the outside, Masquerade has hardened himself with the trails of life. Instead of laughing and chasing butterflies, he remains silent to mask what he truly feels. A cold, empty husk of what he could be and was, Masquerade is forever in a battle with himself, a battle that may never be decided.

Likes: Masquerade is practically in love with the wind. Every time it blows, no matter where he is or what he is doing, he will freeze, his eyes will widen, and he will turn his body against the wind and stand there. He also has a deep affection for cubs as well as water. He completely adores butterflies and moths, and could never kill one, even if it was to save his life.

Dislikes: Masquerade hates his name beyond all else. He hates pretending to be who he's not, and his name means the very thing he so intensely hates. He wishes he had been different, born without poisonous teeth and found the courage to stand up for himself, but, according to him, it is to late now, and he can't turn back from the path he set his paws on so long ago. He is beyond redemption.

(( Masquerade had a different name when he was younger, and until he renames himself, I will use that one.))

Background:

"Kiev? Come on, wake up. Keiv, Wake up!" I groaned, then opened my bleary eyes and said tiredly," Kanna, leave me be!" My mother smiled, love dripping from her sweet voice, "Kanna, you shouldn't have woken your brother, you know how grumpy he gets in the morning." I scowled, coming fully awake, "I'm not grumpy!" Kanna rolled her eyes, " Right, and I'm a frog." She turned to mother before I could protest and asked," Mother, may Kiev and I go play in the jungle? We promise We'll stay close." My ears pricked up and I fell silent, looking at mother imploringly. Mother paused, then relented. " Ohh, alright. I suppose you can go.... But you have to stay close! And don't talk to any strangers!" Grinning at each other, Kanna and I raced out of the den, and to our favorite hiding place in a hollow log at the edge of a cliff that went right into the sea. The wind often came over the edge, blew through holes in the log, making musical tones that would easily echo for ten minutes. I sighed, the wind was so, so powerful! Yet graceful and beautiful. There was nothing like it in the whole world. But whenever I tried to explain my odd obsession to Kanna, she would look at me as if I was crazy, so I hardly ever talked about it. But now, with the wind ruffling my fur in such a pleasant way, I couldn't help myself." Ahhh!" I cried, " What majesty! What grace! How could any of us earth-bound creatures possibly understand you! What I wouldn't give to join you in the sky!" I would have stood there longer, that is, if Kanna hadn't leaped on my back and play-bit me. Now we had fought together in a few play-fights, but we had never bit each other. So now, I was caught off guard, and I playfully nipped her back. At first, it seemed all was well, and we went on playing. But Kanna got dizzy, and started acting funny, so, I took her back to the burrow that we lived in. Mother didn't seem to worried, and assured me that it was just that the heat was getting to her. So, I went to sleep relatively calm, and thought Kanna and I would be playing together again by morning.
The next morning, I woke to my mother's agonized wailing. " Mother?! What's wrong? Where's Kanna?" Mother looked at him, her eyes streaming with tears " Kiev," She said painfully, "Go back into the den until I tell I tell you to come out."

Work in progress.

[Toadfoal]

Picture: Sadly, I have no idea how to get the picture here without the code ><;

On the post with the picture click "quote" and scroll down to where the picture was (just remember it's number) and it will have the code there. 8)

[Lirrie]

[img]Picture: Sadly, I have no idea how to get the picture here without the code ><;
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right click on the image copy url the paste it too you form and click img.

[Tif + Jo]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 24
Picture:
Name: Ferren
Species: Smili
Personality: Cheerful, Laidback, Protective, Sensible. Does suffer from Necrolepsy.
Likes: Nature Observation, Botany, Meat, Climbing, Digging
Dislikes: Strong smelling herbs but will tolerate them to an extent, Unnatural Noises
Background:
~Ferren's POV~

I find nothing more satisfying but to taste the sweet tangy flesh of a ripe crabapple in the cool shade of a giant Red Wood. My claws were dyed in a fabulous deep shade of maroon, stained from using the juice of a nearby Madrone tree to mark my territory. A crude style nonetheless that left my claws jagged and uneven.

I huffed in quiet amusement, raising a skeptical eyebrow at the red marks I left etched into the tree's trunk.

Humans... Never have I ever been more or less so amused with such a species. Assumptions being thrown around like mayflies on a hot summer evening, assuming that the marks I left on the tree trunks were some sort of 'alien' markings.

I yawned and rested my head on my paws, the fangs protruding from my mouth skimming the fur on the back of my paw. My eyelids began to grow heavy, a low sort of hum vibrating in the back of my throat. With a heavy sigh, I let my eyes roll back despite the time of day. Necrolepsy.. A condition that has haunted me since my cubhood, the inability to control the sudden urges to sleep at the most inconvenient of times. As an only cub, I never had the problem of providing myself food since my long since deceased mother had always done so for me.

A picture you drew:

[Papyrsatyr]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 27
Picture:
Name: Kairos
Species: Common Smili
Personality: Kairos is a little different than most Smilis. When one sees a smili and thier stocky frames and would automaticly assume that they were a warrior type. However it's not the case with Kairos. He can be considered a bit of an airhead since he always has his head in the clouds, quite literally. He always seems rather aloof and distant of into his own little world. Make no mistake he’s not dim. He just prefers being alone and spending time to himself. When he is with other smilis and animals he's fairly friendly. He'll have a small conversation with a smili or watch over some cubs, but he does have the habit of drifting off mid conversation, which sometimes gives the impression of being uninterested.

Likes: Humming and singing, climbing up tall trees, starry nights, high places, the feeling of wind on his face

Dislikes: rain, caves, being cooped up

Fears: Being caved in, Getting struck by lightning, forest fires

Hobbies: climbing up on fairly high branches and surveying the area, watching the clouds/stars go by depending on the time of day.

Background:
Kairos was born in one of those Smili pairings that simply split up after the cubs were old enough. He went off with his mother who was lacked a tribe. He would often be told to climb onto branches in order to avoid predators. He would pass his free time by singing and chirping, most predators would just assume he was a bird. The music of his chirps would help guide his mother home faster as she carried his share of food to him.

One night there was a fierce thunder storm. Kairos had a hard time sleeping since he was always afraid of the loud thunder. There was a loud crash and a lightning caused a forest fire. He peered over the edge to see that his tree was starting to get set on fire. He woke his mother who also realized what was going on. She quickly picked him up and leaped off of the tree. She looked around as the fire had quickly gotten wild. She soon found an opening and ran. She ran as fast as she could to protect her and her child. Kairos had blacked out out of panic and that the black smoke from the fire was increasing fast. He woke up in surprise to see that the fire had stopped. He couldn't quite reconize the place he was in, but he then realized his mother was there, and they were going to be okay.

For a few years as he was in his adolescent years he and his mother spent some years in a cave. They decided against returning to living on the tree branches so instead settled in a cave. Kairos wasn't exactly pleased. He hated the darkness and enclosed feeling. But at least they would be safe from fires. Life was fairly uneventful at the time and he simply grew and trained his skill as a smili. On another bad t

A picture you drew: http://applefiend.deviantart.com/art/Pi ... -163427724 ( it's not my best and serves as a place holder for when I draw a better drawing)
http://tinypic.com/usermedia.php?uo=JDd ... h4l5k2TGxc (here is a storyboard on a event on his life)

Editing still

[crazy cranky critter]

I was looking through this weeks donations and suddenly the following story popped into my mind so I just had to full out a form for him....
Also sorry but to fit the word limit I had to shorten the previous life story a lot. If you think the story sounds good I can type in what I chose to leave out.


I would like to adopt!
Number: 5
Picture:
Name: Voided Abyss
Species: Astral Fox
Personality: Somewhat dreamy at times. Void is very cautious and cannot focus well. He does not like conflict but if anyone he knows or what he thinks is right is in danger he will attack visciously.
Likes: Letting thought drift in and out of himself, quiet hours of night, playing in the time paralysis.
Dislikes: Invaisive minds, blank minds, un-readable expressions and dogs.
Background:
I am meant to be forgetting my life as a fox but here, let me tell you why I am who I am today....

It started on a frosted monday morning. I was born in a snug little den poking into a bank near a river. I think I had two brothers but I am not really sure now. My mom licked me clean then tucked me close.
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Over the next few weeks I grew steadily and began to play fight with my brothers. I could not wait to learn how to hunt, but quickly enough the time came. I became a good hunter and left home when I was four.
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I was out running with Fanta, a vixen I had met. I quite liked her but we were only friends at this time. As we went strolling down a hill I saw a strange purpley black creature peer over a log. A shudder ran down my spine. The creautre look semi mindless although you could tell its faintly glowing eyes were watching me. I felt that it was waiting for me. It started to mouth out something.... ram? no ron? no ru? I was starting to get scared. I nudged Fanta with my nose. "Look" I whispered, hoping it did not hear me. "Are yo feeling OK? all I see is a rotten log!" she barked playfully. I pretended to smile, but really I was very afraid.
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As we walked off towards the river I heard a rustle in the bushes. I muttered half angrily, half scared. Was that thing following me? I went silent and turned around. My eyes scanned the surrounding bushes. Noth- a gleaming red pair of eyes stared at me. With a howl a large dog leapt at me, shoving me to the ground. "RUN!" I shouted to Fanta. I paused to watch the beauty of my life jump back up the trail, screaming for help.
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I got up, tried to fight the dog. But everyone knows a fox can't defeat a dog. As I got weaker the dog started to speak. "Fox, fox die, die in river, fall, splash, black end, drag, buiry." as it chanted the hound from hell pressed forwards, snapping and scratching. I only realised what it meant when my foot hit the edge of the cliff. I growled, teatered then toppled like a plastic toy being brushed off a table. My cry got whisked away in the wind. I heard a very loud crunch then I fell into the chilling water and my site faded into the black hue of death.
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I shot up past the dog and scowled, muttering a curse. Time seemed to be paused. I flew back on the trail I had come from then stopped right next to the log. I froze, frightened to death. I knew I was dead although it did not sink in. I was flying and now I could feel something brushing against my very soul. Like magic the purple thing leapt out from behind the log then purched on top of it like a graceful butterfly. "You will complete us! Come, join us!" I looked in horror and confusion at this thing. Gaps in its fur and flesh were opening to reveal poket of light shining out. "Wha-" I stammered. "I am an astral fox, I am made of stars and spirits mixed together. I need your soul to be complete. As your reward youw ill have the strength of all of us 1000 souls and stars" I stepped back but before I could run I heard a rushing then a sucking sound. I shrieked as neon colours burned my eyes out. Finally I drifted down like an autumn leaf. I felt nothing, I lay still, maybe I had come back into consciousness?
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I woke up and stood up. Something furry touched my paw. I looked down to see my perfectly still body. What, wh-wh-wh what? how could I be walk-? I looked down and yelped, my paws were purple. I flicked my ears back anxiously. Ouch, they were very large and banged my neck. Fright pured into me. I raced in circles then I remembered, but I had never agreed to complete them. "Hello?" I whispered, almost expecting another part of me, another sould to answer. Nothing. I was in controll now. I sat for hours, turning this horrible, or maybe good truth in my mind. I got up and slowly set off. I got faster and faster until I was raacing through the windy night, my tounge snaking out. I yelped sevral times, it was like a whip and when it smacked into my face it hurt! I lay down next to the log I first saw myself behind, that is, my new self.
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The next day I found out three basic facts:
1.I can time travel
2.I can leap through port holes to other galaxies
3.I can feel souls.
As I woke I felt a nawing in my mind. ACORNS ACORNS GATHER. A thought pounded like nails. "GAAAH" I screamed. I heard a squeak. I walked outside to see a squirrel. Hrrrrm.... "Fly" I thought. Nothing happened, "DROP ACORN" I tried. The squirrel twitched as if something had crawled into it. I dropped its acorns and ran. After a morning of tests I went for a run. I flicked my tails and suddenly all of time except for me seemed to stop. I grinned, leaping high. Suddenly a glowing, blinding light burst out infront of me. Before I knew it I popped out near a glowing orb; the sun. I scremed in fright then found myself back on earth. I sighed.
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ONe day while I was walking in the time paralesis I found a tiny little baby fox. I was shocked, I had never seen anyone in the time paralesis, especially no-one squealing and crying. I picked her up and took her home. She is mine, my baby. I adopted her and loved her. Every night I feel her soul brush mine and I yearn for Fanta, I wish she was with me now. I lay still and listened to the gaps in my fur open and close.....

That is all I have to tell, I am still learning but one day I will find all my powers. Until then farewell.

(that is all form my form.... I didn't want to make it a chapter book for you)

A picture you drew: Can't draw to save myself but I do want him very badly so I gave it a shot...