The New Agency: closed

[Sapphirescript]

omg tasha ;-; -touches face- i havent seen you in ages
i'll resize later

I've always been here, forever watching over this place. If you ever get lonely or miss me just look up at the stars and remember... My spirit lives in you.

....I just didn't want to spam the place ^^;

[perros1234]

♥Thank you so much for letting me bring Rayne with me. I will go and put her on my character thread as soon as possible.
thanks so much!
{I hope this isn't spamming the thread :c }

[Rosalind]

Tasha999 that revamp is goregous! I think it's one of the most beautiful ones I've seen!

[Sapphirescript]

Before I apply for this adopt I tried to find the old form to find the owner but I couldn't find her username at all, Lakota doesn't apply to any user anymore. Can I still adopt him? He's been here for a while...

Pet's ID Tag: 15
Name You'd Choose for It: Tony
Species/Breed: Doberman
Gender: Male
History/Background/Other:
The gentle sound of waves made sleep come easy to the canine on the beach. With sunglasses hiding his sleepy eyes he set his drink down and put his paws behind his head, happy with the peace he finally got. His ear flicked as a familiar sound broke the Tranquil atmosphere. Regret filled his face as he shifted his head and lifted his sun glasses, a black and purple wolf bounded down the sand, her ears alert and tail wagging.

He groaned and fell back into his seat his ears flattening as the wolf slid to a stop beside him. "T! why didn't you tell me you were coming to the beach!? You know I love it!" She giggled in a high pitched voice. "Amira... I am always at the beach, I live right there." He growled as he pointed to a house very close to where he was sitting. "What are you doing here anyways?" He asked as he sipped his drink, eating the olives on the tooth pick and indulging in their sour taste.

"I wanted to see you, it's been so long!" She whined as she bent down with puppy dog eyes. Tony grimaced as he fell victim to the look. "I'm sorry." He said with a genuine smile. He stood up and folded his sunglasses, sticking them in the pocket of his open aloha shirt. He reached out and took her paw with his own. "Come on, let's go for a walk."

Amira blushed as he took her paw, letting him lead her down by the shore, his handsome face glowing in the approaching sunset. He ran his free hand through his hair and looked at her, smiling as he took in her shy stature. She felt her face grow hot as they walked together, though they were both adults she still felt like a school girl with their first crush.

As they reached some rocks cutting off their path Tony quickly jumped up and held his paw out to help her. She took it and felt his powerful arms pull her up with ease. They sat down together on the shores, listening to the far away call of seagulls and the sound of waves crashing into each other. He held her close as he watched the sight, finding her face a little more beautiful then the painted sky.

She hated to break the loving silence but a question was at the tip of her tongue. "What happened to you? You went missing for a week. Is everything all right?" She asked as she moved back to look at him better. He cocked his head to the side as he thought about her question. "I suppose you didn't get my messages then, it seems I have to have a talking to with my bell boy. Amira, I can't ruin the surprise just yet but let's just say I was... shopping." He smirked as he thought about how many stores he visited, the shine of every jewel making his eyes weary. She looked surprised as she tried to think of what he had been shopping for.

Almost forgetting the question entirely as she continued. "So are we still having dinner tomorrow night?" She asked as her tail began to wag once more. "Of course." He said with a nod as he shook his head in disbelief that she moved on that quickly. "Did you pick a place yet?" He said as he took her arm and pulled her into him, hugging her form as the air began to cool. "Nope, I wanna see if you can choose right." She said as she looked up at him and smiled.

He laughed and brought his paw up to ruffle her hair making her mad. He wasted no time jumping up and running down the soft sand. "Get back here!" She called out as she chased after him, not able to catch him as his powerful legs shot him across the sand. He grinned as she huffed, he hadn't begun to really pushed himself yet.

I hope this okay, and he doesn't have anything in his glass that a minor couldn't have, he just likes olives.

[Papyrsatyr]

Bump

Yeah remember when I said I would update the front last night?

I lied.

*goes off to hopefully get it done now*

[The Agency]

Kennel #7


Here we have quite the unusual critter! Seems a lot of unusual species have a hard time finding homes among the ever so popular wolves and foxes around here. More so original created species! None the less this fella is adorable all the same. There isn't a huge list of rules one needs to follow in order to take him home either. With it's cute look and lovely color coat what's stopping you from taking him home?

I figure since #7 got a lovely new revamp, the spotlight pet could use a little extra shine in the limelight.

[RaistlinAgaric]

Pet's ID Tag: 57
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Name You'd Choose for It: Kiljaeden
Species/Breed: Alien
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: I would love to become the new owner of Tekno because I really love his design, and I think he deserves a lot of love. I find his physical appearance to be very eye-catching, and I think he has the potential to have an amazing personality!
History/Background/Other:

Personality:

Like others of his species, Kiljaeden is strict, cold, and no-nonsense. Despite his estrangement from his people, Kiljaeden holds his people's morals and values close to his heart. He has unwavering loyalty to the Mammal whom he's attached himself to, and he remains firm to the belief that he will never find true happiness.

Along with the collective personality that is shared by all of his people, Kiljaeden also has a few unique aspects about him that make him his own Cyoke. Cynical to human behavior, sarcastic to most Eukaryote (he will have an argument with a sea sponge... just saying), and is generally arrogant around most earth lifeforms.

History:

Born on the planet of Sycros, somewhere in the Coral Galaxy, Kiljaeden was ejected to earth by his planetary leaders when Sycros was compromised by their sworn enemies, the Wake Angels. Kiljaeden landed on earth when he was still just a fledgling and immediately, innately sought to tie himself to someone, or something. After a month of searching the continent of Antarctica, Kiljaeden ended up tying himself to an Emperor Penguin until he was of age to realize what had happened. During his time with the Emperor Penguins, Kiljaeden inadvertently ended up raising the survival rate by 23%. Kiljaeden's protective nature made him a superior guard for the Penguins.

Kiljaeden was later captured by humans and taken to a British Zoo, where they proceeded with a series of experiments in an attempt to figure out what exactly Kiljaeden was. In a mad frenzy to be returned to his Tie family, Kiljaeden escaped the zoo and found his way on a ship to America. Kiljaeden ended up in New York, where he was forced to hide in the sewer system. Kiljaeden now resides there, with a group of friends that he has made during his time in America. He is still confused about this planet, and he's still learning much. He's also trying to find a way to contact the rest of his race.

Story:

Kiljaeden curled up tightly against the sewer walls, his nostrils closed so as to avoid breathing in the disgusting fumes of the sewers. Kiljaeden growled to himself and curled up tighter as a blast of cold air hit him on his side. This was pathetic! Degrading! He was a Cyoke! He did not deserve this injustice! However, be that as it may, until Kiljaeden was able to find a way out of the city, he was forced to remain here.

The loud roar of the L train made Kiljaeden curl even tighter around himself, the loud noise shaking his tendrils in a most uncomfortable way. He hated that he could see the train flying around above him, even though he didn't want to. Sometimes, his tendrils were more a curse than a blessing.

The gentle sound of footsteps etched and Kiljaeden raised his head, his glowing green eyes tracking the sound as his tendrils shook with the vibration. Eukaryote. Animalia. Chordata. Synapsida. Mammalia. Primate. Hominidae. Hominini. Homo. Homo Sapien. Human being. Female. Diana......

The little dark hair girl looked into the darkness fearfully, her single eye looking through the tangles of black curls carefully.

"Kiljaeden?" She called out softly before taking a single step around the corner and closer to the Cyoke. Venting warm air from his nostrils in a snort, Kiljaeden stood grandly and began to walk towards her. Diana whimpered and clutched her little stuffed bear tighter to her. She still couldn't see him.

"Kiljaeden?" She called out again. Finally, once he was six feet away from her, Kiljaeden relaxed his muscles and his markings began to glow. Diana leapt back fearfully at the sudden brightness, but relaxed once she saw who it was. Slowly, Diana shuffled forward and touched Kiljaeden's head gently in greeting. Kiljaeden thrummed a greeting in response before returning to his 'bed' against the wall. Diana followed him hesitantly. Kiljaeden could smell the question on her. Could she sleep with him tonight. Kiljaeden snorted quietly. Typical child. Fearful of one noise from the L train and she now wants to sleep with her 'guardian'. However, unable to refuse his Tie Bondmate, Kiljaeden uncurled himself just enough so that Diana would be able to snuggle into his chest.

Diana sat down against Kiljaeden and sighed in relief, her head resting on the feathery scales gently. The sound of a body rustling made Diana leap up in fear, but the comforting weight of Kiljaeden's tail against her side made Diana relax. Everything was going to be ok. Kiljaeden was here. He would protect her.

Kiljaeden, once he sensed that Diana was asleep, finally raised his head and looked up to the small opening in the sewers, to the sky. It was full moon that night, and Kiljaeden soaked in the moon's rays greedily. However, his thoughts were to mournful to be thinking about the comfort of the moon. Where was his family? Where was his friends? Where they on the moon? Or where they farther out in space? His family..... gone.

Diana rolled over in her sleep and her hand, while seeking out her stuffed bear, ended up finding one of Kiljaeden's tendrils. The Cyoke inhaled sharply. He hated it when humans touched his tendrils! They were defiling him! They were-

"I love you, Kiljaeden," Diana whispered in her sleep. Kiljaeden relaxed. Maybe the touch wasn't so bad.....

Kiljaeden glanced down at Diana and nuzzled her gently. Maybe his family was right here.

Art: None. Sorry!
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Tammanae]

Pet's ID Tag:

Kennel 62

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Name You'd Choose for It:

Mystique

Species/Breed:

Mist Dragon

Gender:

Female

Reason You Want It:

I had seen this girl some time before while I was looking through kennels, and I had loved her soft color palette despite it not being what I normally go for, but failed to connect a character with her, so I decided to let my interest for her slide. With this new revamp, however, the color palette is still there, yet the attitude is a perfect match, and has made me finally make a proper character connection. A little dragon with a princess fairy tale look but the personality of a giant, and it was far too much to pass up. I normally dislike facial hair in female characters, but even the goatee is brilliant for her, simply adding to her strong personality and making her that much more concrete.

History/Background/Other:

Stats [Age and Height]

27 Years Old
4.2"

Mate/Marital Status

No Mate

Likes

Shifting - Like most dragons of her species, Mystique is very proficient in shifting, and she enjoys doing so at such a regular basis that most have never seen her real form. There are some tattle tail signs of her shifting in any form she takes, of course. Her bright blue eyes and a goatee of some sort usually being present in her new chosen form, faults in this meticulously difficult to master art, but not faults that she minds, as she does like to stand out. Her pawprint birthmark tends to remain as a marking of some sort as well, usually on the shoulder unless the creature she shifts to has none, in which case it will appear in some other part of the body. Her biggest use of this shifting is playing pranks on humans that trespass on her tribe's forest, although she sometimes uses them for more serious cases, such as war against the rival tribe of lizard dragons that live in her forest.

The Forest - The forest is Mystique's home, and as such, she has a deep love for it. She is convinced that the forest belongs to her tribe, and strives to see that it remains so.

Mist- Mist, Fog... anything that provides cover, really. Like all mist dragons, Mystique has perfect vision under these cloudy conditions, and like all others of her species, she is especially entertained by how nervous or lost trespassers look whenever the fog sets in. She takes advantage of these situations to play her many pranks on the unsuspecting victims, hoping to drive them from her home. There are times when the mist is also used to their advantage and used for battle against the lizard dragons, but this is rare as they believe it provides too unfair an advantage to them, and despite their hatred for the other race, they consider them worthy enough opponents to prefer fighting under fairer circumstances.

Nawti - A lizard dragon from the enemy tribe of the forest and one of the few that have seen her real form (Aside of the members of her own tribe.), Mystique and Nawti share a love/hate relationship, but for now, let's focus on the love. Despite being such different species, their similarities ending in their love for pranks and their small size, Nawti being twice her size, but still a diminutive creature at 8 inches of length, Nawti and Mystique both respect each other formidably, to the point of not attacking each other, having civilized conversations, and going as far as going on prankster streaks together. Their fondness of each other is kept secret from the tribes, for fear of what might happen if the other dragons might find out, so their escaped are few and with long lengths of time in between them, but something both dragons look forward to whenever they get the chance. There is more than friendship between them, but this is not discussed by either for fear of the outcome that their admitting this might bring.

Dislikes

Lizard Dragons - Her natural sworn enemies, Lizard Dragons and Mist Dragons have been fighting ever since any of the two tribes can remember for dominance of the forest. Considering them savage, brutal creatures, Mystique, like so many of her own species, frowns upon their blood thirsty rituals, their rudimentary ornaments, their ignorant form of speech, and their bestial, bald, skeletal looks. Everything about them tends to disgust her, and she is normally among the first to strike when a war against them erupts.

Trespassers - This is her forest, hers! Only she and her tribe can live in it. Anyone who dares defy that must either become leave or become prey to her people.

Nawti - I did say it was a love/hate relationship. Despite her affection for the lizard dragon, Mystique cannot help but instinctively feel a tad bit of hatred towards him, and there is no denying the glaring look that sometimes crosses her eyes when she looks at him. This hatred is not intentional, however, and she always feels bad after having an argument with him, especially seeing as how their arguments are always based on racial bias as opposed to actual reasons, and erupt at the most random of intervals. She isn't entirely to blame, however, as Nawti is just as bad in this sense as she is.

Personality

Playful - Like all mist dragons, Mystique is exceedingly playful. Her pranks on trespassers as opposed to full out attacks is a very sure show of this. Preferring to settle things in a way that provides laughs for her as opposed to bloodshed, she will constantly shift to something she believes will scare her victim away after careful evaluation provided by her stalking them. She can normally be found howling in laughter soon after a scream of fear followed by the rushing sound of footsteps is hear echoing in the forest.

Commanding - Despite her small size - four inches isn't quite that impressive - Mystique has a very loud voice and personality, quick to command others to do her bidding if they are of a lower rank than she is, or once more, if they are trespassing. This personality trait of hers is usually accompanied by her shifting her shape into a much more intimidating looking animal, at least when among other creatures or beings in the forest other than her own species.

Territorial - From all I have said of her so far, I believe this one should be fairly obvious by now, but yes, she is a very territorial girl. Her forest is hers and hers alone. She is happy to share it with those of her tribe, but when it comes to the tree she calls her home, she will share it with no one, with the possible exception of Nawti on his rare visits.

Proud - Despite her constant shifting into any body but her own, she is very proud of who she is and what she looks like. When confronted as to why she does not allow others to see her true self and accused of cowardice, she merely states that they have not earned the right to gaze upon her real physique. This excuse is in no way her way of avoiding the subject, it is indeed her belief that not just any old creature has gained her trust enough to let herself be revealed for who she truly is.

Art:(not needed but extra credit)

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Proof of PM~

[Steffi.]

Just posting to say that Tammanae has PMed me about her form, but she requested I posted here. :3

[Tammanae]

Thank you once more for the post, Steffi. I wanted to be able to show that I had Pmed you in some way, but my Print Screen option is just ... uncooperative lately for lack of a better word. ID

Code Drop Form List

Woot, new week. Yet another list for the staff to use for the Code Drop this next week~ Seeing as how people seem to confuse this with the regular code drop, I will explain here, so please make sure to read. This list is not the Code Drop, but simply a list of me collecting forms at a steadier pace as to make sure no one gets accidentally skipped over, and to make the judging a little easier come Saturday. ;3 As always, do not quote or edit this post yourself, as I am the one in charge of this, and doing so will only be confusing and spamming for both me and the rest of the staff. Please remember that if you are trying out for the same character again this week, you must repost your form~

Kennel 15

Tasha999

Kennel 20

white horse.

Kennel 51

Foxtrot55
who's that girl

Kennel 52

.inspiration.

Kennel 57

~Soundwave

Kennel 62

Tammanae