[Olive Rogue]

Username:hmg2007
Pet (1-12):10
Pet's Name:blue blood
Gender:male
Bio:likes the dark and loves to sit around and read.
Why you want it:he looks really good
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: Of course
Other (Art, poem, etc.):pm me if i win.

[KillerGramcracker <3]

Ill certainly be entering for 12 when I can get on my desktop

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|Beautiful|Shy|Curious|Intelligent|Graceful|
.: |I am Bleeding Rose| :.
.:Username:.
{rabbit448}
.: Pet (1-12) :.
{12 please}
.: Pet's Name :.
{Bleeding Rose}
.:Nickname:.
{Most people just call her Rose for short instead of her full name Bleeding rose.}
.:Why I chose this name:.
{I chose this name because her necklace reminded me of the flower, the bleeding heart and I changed the heart to a rose because the colors you used for her reminded me of a rose.}
.:Gender:.
{female}

.:Bio:.
When Rose was young she lived in a big house with her parents and the owners of the house. The owners would spoil her family rotten. They would shower them in gifts, jewellery, accessories, and a lot of other fine things. Her favorite gift is a blood red necklace with hearts of the matching color dangling from the ends of the necklace.
Her human friend was named Delilah after the flower. Sort of like her. She has brown hair with hazel eyes and doesn't act like what you think most rich kids act like.
They got along very well, they did almost everything together. They had much in common and enjoyed each others company when doing these things.
But one day something happened...continued in the story below.

.:Why you want it:.
I would like her because she is adorable! Well all of them are adorable. But she's the one that caught my eye the most. I love the accessories, my favorite is her necklace with dangling hearts. The colors you used mix really well with each other too. The tail is really cute! Only thing is that it's hard for me to recreate...
.:Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:.
Of course I will treat her well! I will credit you too! It would be considered stealing if I didn't.
.:Other:.
.:Story:.
{ One dark night when the family was sleeping something happened, a fire started in the night. The house caught on fire. Rose and her parents ran out of the house, they were soon followed by the humans. The house was bursting into flames right infront of her eyes. The place she called home was being swallowed in flames. She couldn't wrap her mind around it. She ran into the dark city.Alone and afraid Rose kept going. Rose started to slow down and decided to rest somewhere. She found what seemed like a bush and started to rest there. She didn't remember much afterwards.
In the morning Rose blinked a couple of times and suddenly remembered what happened last night. She noticed but she wasn't where she thought she was. Her surroundings were not familiar. She was in a house of some sort but she didn't know how she ended up there. Seconds after she thought that a white and blue pup came over to her. Something odd she noticed about the pup though was she had a pearl white unicorn horn on her head. She noticed there was a smaller pup behind the unicorn pup. The smaller pup has a black coat and red and violet markings.
The unicorn pup spoke up, "Hello! I'm Celeste and this is my little sister Symphony. What's your name?"
"My name is Bleeding Rose" I softly whispered.
"That's a bit long," Celeste said "How about just Rose? Is that ok with you?"
I nodded my head slowly. The pup named Symphony came out behind of Celeste, she slowly walked up to me and seemed to observe me. Finally she greeted me with a simple hi. }
Wip!

[Maddy2018da]

Username:pinkypie2000
Pet (1-12):12
Pet's Name:rose
Gender:female
Bio:thinking
Why you want it:there so cute and 12 is just me
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:yes
Other (Art, poem, etc.):

[BassNectar]

Username: Linktothepast

Pet (1-12): 10

Pet's Name: Belial

Gender: Unknown (I would refer to him as a male, but he's genderless.)

Bio: Belial is a dream character. He walks around with me through my journeys, a companion. He is not like my character Obsidian, who protects me from bad thoughts. Belial is just there guiding me. He's like my conscious, looking up at me when something has the chance to go wrong, or tugging at my jacket when he wants to lead me to/away from something. He doesn't make any noise, ever. He's very curious, too, adventuring through alleys or chasing after noises.

It may sound like he has an empty personality, but he is very far from empty. He is just generally a very kind spirit. He helps other people or animals in my dream, which makes Obsidian very uneasy. While he may be adventurous, he also likes to relax. Whenever we come across a beach in a dream or a sunny meadow, we lay down and and enjoy our surroundings.

I met him walking along in a zombie infested city. I tried to get away from them, but there were just too many walkers for me to handle by myself. Obsidian stepped in and started tearing them apart in his usual violent messy fashion, but there was too many for him. I didn't know what to do, and they were coming in on me. I turned around to run, but there was a mass of walkers heading my way. Obsidian was getting frustrated, and couldn't concentrate on what was happening. That's when Belial stepped out of a tiny alley that had gone unnoticed. I didn't know if I should trust the wolf, I had never encountered him before, but I sprinted toward him anyways. He guided me past some dumpsters, and over some rotting corpses. I called for Obsidian to follow, he bellowed out a roar in response. The wolf picked up pace. The blue glow emitted from his eyes dimly lit the streets as we raced to find shelter. We found an abandoned tree house in somebody's backyard, our lucky break. It was high enough not to be spotted by any nearby walkers. Obsidian lifted the wolf up to me. Inside the tree house was cold. The wolf nestled up to me, rubbing his face against mine. "What is your name?" I asked. "Belial." The wolf said. That was the only and last time I heard him talk.

Why you want it: I love the design, plain and simple. I think he would fit along well with my other characters. I can picture him and Obsidian walking together with me in a dream like world. Tholomew isn't a dream character, but Belial would have a waking form too. I'm not sure if I would have the eye glow in his waking form, but then again I most likely wouldn't do much art of him in his waking form, since he is a dream character. (Click here if you want to see Obsidian and Tholomew, they'd be his adopted brothers.) I've been searching for a new character to express me, which is what my main characters do. He would be a main character, not one of those adopted designs thrown into a thread and left there. He's too special for that ;u;

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: Of course c: Obsidian was created by Seth (a user on here) and I credited him for his creation. I'd do the same for Belial.

Other (Art, poem, etc.):

Above lineart colored by me, please don't steal it and put it in your forms :c
Although, if I don't end up winning him, I'll probably gift this to the winner.

Some songs I feel fit him:

Tonight the world dies

I just keep envisioning me and him walking through a post-apocalyptic wasteland with this playing in the background.

[lawfullychaotic]

Dropping out

[soilatte]

Username:

KitKat

Pet:

Number 4 please!

Pet's Name:

This wonderful character has many names.
Jasmine, was her first, the lovely flower. I shall call her this mainly, for it is easier to go with one.
Cherry, the intricate fruit.
Her latest, is The Lady of the Dark Flower.

Gender:

Female

Bio:

When Jasmine was young, she was a lovely girl.
As the emperor's daughter and oldest child, she was nice, smart, sweet, and kind. She was as close to perfect as a young pup could be. In the small village she lived in, many knew her, and knew she would grow up to be a wonderfully beautiful young adult. They could never be more wrong.
Jasmine lived in the early times of B.C., in a tiny Chinese village. Everyone new everyone, so the whole village gossiped about the young boy who was smitten for her. Now, Jasmine was completely oblivious to this situation, so she had no idea she had broken his heart.
They had been at the cherry festival much similar to the cherry blossom festival. It was an early spring, and Jasmine wore a beautiful blooming pink kimono. A merry tune filled the air, when he asked her to dance. She sadly responded tha she was horrible at dancing, but they were pulled in anyways. The crowd was loud and joyous, laughing and singing.
At one point, the two met again, as the sng was ending. After a blur of laughing and a fumble of paws, they both fell, him landing n her. The music stopped, and everyone looked at them with surprise. He smiled nervously, she looked away awkwardly, and everyone expected them to kiss. But she quickly pulled away, embarrassed, for we hadn't felt the same way about him. The village was disappointed with her.
And then, one day, a few years later, Jasmine was strolling through the marketplace with her son. Now, her child, Ai, was a mute pup. He couldn't speak, but he communicated well through signals. Also, he had very expressive eyes.
So they were walking carefully, stopping at every stand they could to give what they could to the people. When Jasmine stopped to admire a beautiful kimono, Ai wandered off. She didn't notice him leave, but he headed towards the edge of the market. There, a little pond of koi fish swam. He teetered over and peered down into the dark water.
By then, Jasmine had noticed his absence. Quickly, she padded up and down the marketplace, looking for the child. She only just saw her son splashing frantically in the water on the other side of the market. With the speed of a desperate mother, she raced to his aid.
By the time Jasmine saw her scared child, he had been trying to escape the dark depths for about five minutes. His feeble paws were getting tired, and he couldn't call for help. All he could do was struggle to get to the shallows, and flee from the watery grave. With a last flurr of splashing paws, Ai let himself tiredly sink.
"No!" Jasmine cried, racing faster to the pond. She flew into the water, scrabbling to grab the pup's wet gray fur. As fast as she could, she paddled back to shore, throwing him onto the grassy patch. The water pooled around him like a deflated water balloon, but he didn't budge.
"Help!" Asmne shrieked, nudging the damp, cold pup. But he didn't move, his fur cold to the touch.
"No, no, no! Someone help him!" The gatherings crowd began to disperse, shaking their heads sadly. But the mother refused to give up. She lapped at the wet fur, begged him to get up. He was dead.
Sadly, Jasmine finally gave up. She took the damp bundle and headed home sadly.
Jasmine took all the blame, claiming she hadn't been watching him. The memory haunted her, dulling her beautiful fur and sucking the life from her eyes. She walked around town for days, looking like a ghost of a person. This is how she spent the last years of her life, mourning for her lost son.
When she died, she was buried under a cherry blossom. It resembled her beauty, in every way.
Not to long go, the tree died. It had been alive for thousands of years, but then, it just died. And that's when Jasmine rose, alive and healthy. She was reborn into a second life, but with full memory of her previous. She wears a hood to IDE her face. But it is decorated in beauty, to show what she represents.
Now, she wanders the shadows of festivals, her cape a disguise. Whenever she can, she tries to help people, tring to make up the debt she has for killing her only son. She believes that someday, she shall see him again, but only if she can repay what she owes.

Why you want it:

Okay, first of all, I love this design! You did a great job! She is truly beautiful, and I know you must have spent a little bit on her design. That's why I decided to spent a little more time on this form.
I really love her character. I try to pick character designs that I see a story behind, someone who has more than just looks. A design that truly inspires me. And that's what this design does.
I really love her, her concept, the idea of her bio, and basically everything! If you let me have her, I will do my best to give her a great home!

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:

Of course! I will always give you credit, to make sure everyone knows you were responsible for this beauty. You deserve it!
As for treating her well, of course I will! I plan to write a story bout all my characters, and she will be an important character. I also plan on a collage of my best designed characters, and she will be there as well. I'm giving you all the credit for her in these too!

Other:

Well, I plan to make art soon. I'm currently on vacation, so I'm on my mobile. But here's a poem:

Blooming in the Shadows
A remarkable wolf,
A beauty of the dark,
She wanders the shadows,
For her journey to embark.

Though she walks in the shade,
She is not one to do bad,
In order to pay a debt,
She will never be mad.

Enslaved to her mind,
A mistake she must make right,
Ur until then,
She must stray from the light.

[Bip]

Username:
Nefarious

Pet (1-12):
10

Pet's Name:
Oscuro
[Dark One in Spanish/Italian]

Gender:
Male

Bio:
Some quick facts:

-He was born into a normal wolf family. Nothing really special, right?

-He was manifested by an evil spirit in exchange for his mother not dying, but his mother died later on

-He doesn't really like his name

-He spends his days wandering around, causing the shadows to fall upon people

-He does have siblings, but their whereabouts are unknown

Why you want it:
Why wouldn't I want him? His simplicity is so charming, enticing. I can't resist; I've tried. I'm starting an animation series and I'd love for him to be in it. [so if it really kicks off, a bunch of people will know you xD]

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:
Forever and always.<3

Other (Art, poem, etc.):
Starting on some art~

[LostGosling]

Username:
LostGosling

Pet (1-12):
2

Pet's Name:
Kareen

Gender:
Male

Bio:
Kareen was born in the deepest, most widely avoided and notorious sector of the forest, where he grew up a sly, crooked little nomad. It wasn’t his fault, really, his parents have been in hiding from the “alpha pack”, as they’re called, since long before he was born, and they needed a safe place for their young to be born and raised without risk of being discovered. It was very unlikely that trouble would catch up to them there, more likely they’d be assumed dead than anything else, so that was their only option other than handing themselves into the masses tied up in a pretty, festive bow.

As I suspected, you’re now probably wondering: “… wait, WHAT? In hiding why?? And what caused him to turn out like that?” Well, you see, his parents were famous bandits in the area. You name it, and they could steal it and be in out before anybody could notice they’d ever been. The “Moonlight Strike”, they were called, as they only came by the light of a full moon. Security went into double-time on this day, guards stationed at every available border to alpha lands as anxiety crept to its highest. You never knew when they’d hit, or where they’d hit, or what would go missing, but when they did come, it was usually something big.

Things went well for the duo for several years, living as richly as royalty from all their purloined possessions. But as time trotted along at a steady clip, and the two grew ever closer, Simone became with pups. This marked the end of their quick getaways and constant travel, as the heavier she became, the harder it got for her to take those brisk turns and fence jumps it regularly took for them to make a clean escape. So Larce had to hide his mate somewhere secluded, somewhere that they’d never come to find them… the lost lands. It was a hard decision, since life was about to get even harder already with the little ones coming, but it was a chance they were both willing to take. They went on the run for a whole week, nearly falling into enemy hands too many times to think about, more times than they’d ever want to even remember. And right at the end, with safety just in sight, Simone almost didn’t make the distance it took to pass through the desolate quagmire, but little by little, they inched their way to the other side. It was a miracle that either of them survived, but they did. The alpha pack would never bother them again.

When the welcoming warmth of spring finally returned, though it was hard to tell in such a dark and gloomy place, the time came that they'd both been waiting for: Simone's birthing. But they were met with a cruel and heartless revelation. All that time that Simone had been running, all that emotional strain and panic that had burdened her for so long… it caused her pups to be stillborn. All of them, except for one. Larce and Simone worked gruelingly for over 3 minutes trying to get him to breath, willing him to take that first breath. The others… none of them would breathe, no matter how much the distraught parents pleaded and groomed. But this was the last one, the runt. Simone gave up first, but Larce, he refused to believe that they’d lost them all, that the alphas had won, that all they’d went through to save them had been for nothing… nothing… and that’s when the young pup gave a ragged and raspy inhale.

He was beautiful, honey hued eyes that rivaled the finest jewels, a coat as blue as the swirling ocean before a storm, and gold markings to fit a king. They named him Kareen, after his grandfather, and he was raised to be the finest thief in all the land. He would grow to despise the alpha pack, their endless tyranny and unforgiving nature the sole cause of his siblings’ deaths. He would be trained in the fields his parents knew he would need most, and at maturity, he would sneak into the main lands, sneak in without a sound, and take the one thing that they could use to bring the whole clan to its knees: Princess Petal, daughter of the alpha of all alphas. Once in their possession, they could make the alpha feel the same kind of unbearable, remorseless pain that they felt for the loss of their own young… with the death of the princess.

Now, the time has come, and Kareen is eager to carry out the task he’s been working toward his entire life; to avenge his five siblings, and to bring peace to his family. But what he doesn’t realize, what he won’t realize until he’s past the point of backing down, is this: Is he really ready to hand the young wolfess over to an uncertain fate? And most of all, can he live with himself afterward? Can he look the haughty, capricious, yet exceedingly sassy little Petal in the eyes and tell her… that, where he’s taking her, she will die?

Why you want it:
I've been pursuing art and creative writing seriously for about a year now, and want to expand my horizons past equines. I've never been very driven by wolves and other canine characters past just thinking they were pretty (their anatomy is intimidating compared to horses), though I've decided to change that and start working with them more. I plan on writing about him, along with a wolfess of mine named Petal, and bring them together for my first CS comic series, which will be about the Bio above. :3 He would be drawn outside the comic whenever I had time, probably doing something with Petal or as a solo, and I'd start him a little art collection for his character post. c: I've been keeping an eye out for a male wolf character lately that really, truly caught my attention, and this boy drew me in just from the tiny glimpse I got of him from the gallery. <3

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:
Oh yes I will treat him well, I love all of my characters dearly. <3 Though he may have a certain amount of emotional baggage, his bio is definitely something that won't cause you to regret giving him to me later. In other words, you won't be looking at a story of his and thing: "DUDE... *wince* ... THAT IS JUST SO. FREAKING... *swallow*... WRONG... *is trying to unread it* ... 38 *fails*" As you can see, I like to give my characters a very colorful past, a few central events for them to think about in their travels and to help mold them as a being, though nothing that isn't youth friendly unless you are really sensitive. c; As with the credit, you will be given credit for his design with every piece of art I make of him, and in every story that he is described in. ouo

Other (Art, poem, etc.):


Click art to read description. c:

A whispering wind, so bleak, so pained,
In a land of such illness, not a single smile goes unstrained.
But here, right now, as I kiss mother goodbye,
As I nod to father, a twinkle in my eye.
I'm bound for something new, something great; my only chance,
I'm stepping into tune with the world’s endless dance.

I won't turn away, I won't fall back, its time,
My training is complete, and I'm at my prime.
So off I go now to the land of our enemy,
Ears forward, head high, readied for such tyranny.
And the princess awaits, so quaint, so fair; she hasn't a clue,
Of my impending approach, her capture, what my family will do.

Though here I am, pace hastened, on my way now so soon,
At this rate, I may even be there by noon.
But will I make it? Will I survive?
When I see her in the flesh, alive?
Will I be able to take her? Steal her into the night?
Bring her to the end, so she’ll never see the morning’s golden light?

[Tally Marx]

Username:tally marx
Pet (1-12):12
Pet's Name:sabrea
Gender:female
Bio:born on an island thats all i have
Why you want it:it is so cute you do great drawings i wish i could draw like that
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:yes
Other (Art, poem, etc.):it is soooooo cute :3