Adopters Anonymous ~ CLOSED, please lock

[purrsain]

yay

[Daniel]

-waits patiently-

Grace is awaiting her new guards, and I fear she may hurt me if I don't win xD

[owlcoholik]

The judging is now finished, please see the code drop on the front page to see the results.

Some of the donations were not handed out due to incomplete forms and/or rule breaking, so this might be a good time to review the rules for the next round...
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As for the deer couple, we had a tough time deciding who would go to whom... So the original owner of the two decided to split the winners.
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If you wish to discuss the results, newest donations and so on, please do so here...

AA FAN CLUB

[purrsain]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):

Name:ashok
Character Thread:none yet atm
Breed/Species:arabian
Personality:loner,loud n proud, loves adventure
Other:it was a dark and thundous night when Ashok was born in the Mahabi desert. the sand was saturated with tears from above in the heavens where all the horses of the past now roam in the fields of clouds.Ashok's destiny was to become ruler of all horses of the Mahabi desert.His father was once this great ruler and it was his time now to become it.But in order to become ruler you must overcome a number of tests and you must battle the guard of the temple of Satchio,the great ruler of the waters.
journey
I Ashok, prince of the desert is on a journey to my fathers thrown in the west lands. Right now im in the east lands with my mother.I am journeying to claim my fathers thrown. I will roam all day and all night to get there no mader what the gods force apon me will stop me not even the fearcest of storms will stop me.I will travel alone no one is to help me its my destiny to rule the horses.i will come apon many challenges like poachers and wild creatures but none will defeat me i am to strong and powerful.

srry so short icant think of any thing any more

[nowi]

For this new round, am I allowed to quote my old form and just add to it, or do I have to start all over again?

[owlcoholik]

Just re-post you form and add to it.

[nowi]

Image:

Number 2

Name:
Alethea

Character Thread:
Click!
I don't use a character thread because most of the art I get is deleted, so I use a website to better keep track of my charrie's art - not that I can afford very much.

Breed/Species:
American Marten

Personality:
Alethea is a kind, gentle marten. She is generally very amiable, but she can easily get touchy and/or defensive if someone challenges her beliefs or ideals. She is very friendly, even too friendly to some, but she doesn't realize that most of the time. Alethea is very adventurous, and often disappears, only to reappear a few days later, ruffled, perhaps, but generally okay, if not more invigorated. Alethea is a generous marten, and will usually give her possessions away if she feels that someone needs them more than she does. She will offer a place to sleep and good food for any traveller who stops in the forest. She's a wonderful cook, and those who have tasted her food can confirm this. Alethea is a playful marten, too, and all the young animals in the forest love to play with her and hear her stories (they're exaggerated, but the children love it), and she's quite popular in her forest.

Other:
A quick history:
Alethea was born to caring parents, who took care of her every need, making sure she was happy and content. After she left the den, due to an unfortunate incident, she wandered for a while, and developed her love of exploring. Alethea found a nice home in a spacious den, formerly home to an unusual bobcat, and she currently lives there, making friends with all the animals that pass her by. When there is someone who needs a place to sleep, Alethea will open her den as a hotel, because of the many unfilled rooms she does not use.

A scene from her life:
Alethea ran quickly, not letting any of her fur catch on the bushes. She knew this was a life-or-death situation, and if she didn't figure out how to get out of it, she'd be toast. She continued to run, but she couldn't keep it up forever. Her brain raced as she figured out what to do. She thought about what her sister would have done, what her mother, or father, would have done. They would have turned and faced the threat. But Alethea was not like the rest of her family. She never had been like the rest of her family. She was an outcast in her own familiars. She never thought much about it, and it was times like then when she wished she were more like the others of her family. She was getting tired, and if she didn't do something soon, she wouldn't get out of her predicament. She took a sharp turn off the path and tumbled through the underbrush, unable to control her path of motion, eventually making a splash into the water. She thrashed around in the water, unable to get a grip on a passing rock or branch.
Help! she thought, knowing the words would reach no one. Something locked on the scruff of her neck and pulled her out gently. She sputtered, water flying everywhere.
"SHHHH," a harsh voice said. Alethea immediately stopped moving and looked up. A large panther held her by her neck. "Who are you, marten? Where are you from?" It asked, putting her down.
"Um, I'm Alethea, from the Northern Forest."
"You've come a long way, then."
"Yeah, I was running away."
"And why would you do that?" The panther was obviously intrigued.
"I did something really bad," Alethea admitted. "And the police were chasing me."
The panther shrugged. "Here we don't care where you come from, or why you are here. Here you are free."
Alethea's eyes widened. "Really? Excellent!"

I drew something failure-ish of her. If I do not win her, whoever does may have this image.
Click!

WIP, I guess.

[corgie]

Name: Winged Soul
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 Years 1/2
Character Thread: Click[If I add her she will go in my herd with Skye]
Breed/Species: ThroughBred x Arabian x Quarter Horse
Personality:
Other:
- Short Story: [in her own words]
Galloping through the forest as a loner I snorted, as I skidded to a halt. Rearing up I neigh and stomped my hooves against the ground, as a Lone Stallion walked towards me. My ears were back and I reared, turning I galloped off as fast as I could, I could hear his hooves pounding behind me, he was panting and slow but he soon started to catch up to me.
[WIP]
- Herd: Freedom Herd
-Art:

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Major WIP :3

[paola .]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):

Name:
Champange Promise
NickName:
Champange or Promise
Character Thread/Site:
Main Characters
Breed/Species:
Quarter HorsexThroughbred Mix
Personality:
Champange Promise is a very loving, She loves foals and she loves to run and jump high, she loves to make sure everything is good and alright before she does or goes onto something else. She is very bright and cuning and loves to explore and travel alot. She is very Kind and wise, she likes to teach the younger horses things from the past and secrets others don't know and she likes to always play with the foals when they want her too. She is very outgoing and is defiently someone to fight for there beliefs. She is a caring mare that always makes sure everybody else is okay before herself and she always eats last just so then she knows that everyone has eaten and she always falls asleep last to make sure everyone is alright and she is always thinking everyone else before herself.
History:
Other:
Likes:
Running, jumping, Playing, Telling Acient Stories, Stargazing, Playing in the River, and Walking in the woods.
Dislikes:
Theme Song:
Birthday: December 15th

Major WiP

[Mozzy.]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):


Name:
Laosivaa
Character Thread:
Clickeh
Gender:
Stallion
Age:
2
Breed/Species:
He is a shape-shifter but prefers himself to be a Mystical Arabian.
Personality: Loas is an adverturous boy. He loves to gallop around and jump. Most of the time he is; happy, joyful, caring, but some times he can get angry. He only gets angry at others who interupt his relaxation time, scar off the birds and make loud noises.
Likes:
Star Gazing, Bird watching, jumping over anything, running around.
Dislikes:
Loud noises, annoying horses, not much sleep.
Other:
It would be good to have him as a shape-shifter so I can get HEAPS of art of him without species limitations.
Story:
Laos was born in the desert from a beautiful Mystical Arabian. From that first mintue he was born he knew he was destined for greatness, but he didn't know why. As Laos grew into a fine young colt, him mother told him stories of great Egyption Leaders and thier faithful horses. Laos then wanted to serve a great leader. He played with the other foals in the herd, pretending to be an all-mighty warrior.

Major WIP