Symphony Character Adoption Agency - CD + OPEN! :)

[ojoku]

Oh wow, thank you so much for Homer <333 I love him so much! I slept in so I didn't have a chance to thank you earlier but ahhhh thank you so much <333

Next round's form will go here (probably)

[radiantly]

Whatwhatwhatwhatwhat!
I got Amaya?
I wasn't' even finished. Thank you so much!
<33

[revenmoore]

by unknown

Username: Mariana
Name: Jessica
Gender: Female
Breed/Species: Lion
Preferences and Requirements for adoption:
- Please let her remain female
- Species changes are allowed, but I'd like you to PM me for permission first
- Take care of her!
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.:
I'm not sure where either of her art pieces came from, unfortunately.

weeometaldetector

(x), (x), (x)

Username: Mariana
Name: Acadia
Gender: Female
Breed/Species: Mouse
Preferences and Requirements for adoption:
- Please let her remain female
- Species changes are allowed, but I'd like you to PM me for permission first
- Take care of her!
- I'd love if her name remained Acadia, but it's not required!
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.:
Again, unsure of artist or designer. If anyone knows I'd love to be made aware so credits can be added!
weeometaldetector

Username: Mariana
Name: Cecil
Gender: Male
Breed/Species: Anthro Cat
Preferences and Requirements for adoption:
- Species may not be changed
- Please take care of him! I never quite connected with him, and I'd love to see him go to someone who does.
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.:

Design and art by Black Cider Bug

weeometaldetector

Username: Mariana
Name: Falling Moon (left) and Viridis (right)
Gender: Female and Male, respectively.
Breed/Species: Domestic Cat
Preferences and Requirements for adoption:
- They may not be adopted seperately.
- Must remain mates.
- Genders must stay the same.
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.:
I don't remember the designer but lineart is here

weeometaldetector

I may donate more later, as long as that's alright. uvu

[Jaskiest]

Username:
Hi! I'm Cityx, and recently
I won the gorgeous Ray, a beautiful
walrus. When I saw this gorgeous
charrie, I knew I'd have to try out
for her so here I am! c:
Kennel Number:
314
Use:
I'd use Katrina for...
-Roleplaying
-Art
-Stories
-Just generally make a fuss
off - she's gorgeous! <3

Name:
"Hi, I guess. I'm Katrina Mira SURNAME,
but call me Kat. OK? And yes, I am
part fox. Well done. You should be
proud for making the joke that every
single person ever to meet me makes.
Nice one."
Gender:
"Really? Of course I'm female!"
Species:
I'm half, human, half fox but all fabulous!"
Age:
I am 13 years young.
Sexuality:
I dunno, never had the chance to find out I guess.

Personality:
Scathing - Rude - Loyal - Honorable - Brave
- Vain - Manipulative
"Yeah, I guess I can be quite scathing. But why
should I say something is good when it
clearly isn't? Even little kids should know
that waving around a dagger in a huge
crowd isn't clever. If you don't know that,
then you have some serious problems
and you'll need all the help you can get."

"Rude? Meh, maybe to some people you can't
take a joke. But really, just because I
called you a chipmunk-faced
hippo-tailed llama-eating
monkey doesn't mean that, like, I'm
calling you fat or something. It's just dun,
right?"

"Let's just get this 'loyal' quality straight. I'm
loyal to those who've done something for me,
who I owe something to. Anything else, if
someone offers me more money I'll betray
them. Hey, don't blame me - even beautiful
people like me need to make a living
somehow."

"Honorable definitely suits me - well, at least,
street honor. If someone helps me, I remember
it, and return the favor when they need it.
It works both ways, but generally I let people
off when it's me whose dragged them into
something. It usually is."

"I'm not really brave. I mean, I'm not scared
of much, yes, but I always need someone to
help me out of situations. I let my
tongue get away with me too much!
But I do try and stick up for what I
believe in, no matter the opposition. If
that makes me brave, though, then all the
street kids deserve a medal for bravery."

"Vain? Moi? Haha, I guess that's fair
enough. I do like to take care of my
appearance, though. But don't let
that give you the opinion of me
being a 'girly girl' - I'm happy
to get dirty - and often bloody! - when
need be. But I wouldn't go out of my
way to chip a nail or get my hair tangled."

"Finally, one I can absolutely agree with.
Manipulative. I'm a good liar, and it's
easy to take advantage of people by
pretending to be interested in stuff
they are. For example, if I wanted to
get someone who loved birds to help
me, I'd talk to them about birds and
then convince them that the only way
to save the elusive 'Liver spotted
turtle beaked antelope bird' would be
to help me. Obviously, that would only
work on really stupid people but I have
a couple other 'tricks of the trade' up
my sleeves."

History:
On the rough streets of London,
There lived two young girls,
Both with tails like a fox,
And pink hair which they twirled

They grew up together,
With a mouse boy, too,
His name was Peterkin,
And was loved by the two.

But then the Queen Mary,
Who hated their looks,
Ordered half-humans to die,
And left as myths inside books.

They were careful as careful,
And quick as quick,
But no one could help,
When one girl slipped.

The Queen's men were on her,
Like a panther and their prey,
Peterkin couldn't even
Drag her body away.

But alas! Another tragedy,
Is yet to them befall,
When the other twin makes a mistake,
That will spell great sadness for all.

For the other young girl,
Who's sp'rit was deadened,
Due to the grief,
So she headed to heaven.

By lying face down,
in front of a carriage,
But Peterkin saw her,
And 'twas him who was damaged.

She tried to save him,
To ease his pain,
But death's cruel grip,
Had grabbed one again.

Not wanting her friend's sacrifice,
Of his life to be wasted,
She found a gang, who took her in;
Here, too, there were unfilled spaces.

Here she aqcuired a dagger,
And other weapons too,
Like lying and manipulating,
What else could she do?

But here she also picked up,
Something far more useful:
A friend, by the name of Sven,
Who quickly gained her approval.

The street to her showed respect,
For them she'd done a lot.
She'd spat upon the Queen's cruel men,
And from there clutches, children got.

But good times seldom last so long,
The Queen's men were not pleased,
They caught her one night, all alone,
And bound her hands and knees.

To the Palace she was taken,
Along with others of her kind,
She knew she was to die,
That was all 'twas in her mind.

Then Peterkin's voice, loud and clear,
Suddenly filled her head.
"I know that you can do this, Kat,
Just believe!" was what he said.

"When they lead you outside,
To poison you with lead,
Make a break for freedom!
I'll be here, don't fret.

Kat did as Peterkin told,
And freedom she had again!
She found her old gang,
But not her friend Sven!

For he'd gone to look for her,
The night she had been taken,
They thought he must be dead,
She hoped they were mistaken.

She looked out for him every night,
Be it hot or cold,
But when she did see him again,
She fainted as one old.

How could she've not realised,
That Sven was Peterkin?
But that girl by his side was her sister,
How could that ever happen?

Peterkin told of their story,
Of how he'd died, but managed to come back;
And that the sister was only pretending,
For the Queen's Men's intelligence lacked.

He told of how he'd lost his mem'ry,
By getting hit by that horse,
But that the sister had reminded him,
Of all that happened before.

How happy they were! How happy!
For, they all foolishly thought,
That they'd stay together forever,
And they'd never be caught.

But the sister was not suited to this,
To thieving and lying and that,
So when the Queen's men came around,
She could not escape their trap.

This time there could be no trickery,
No faking or lying this time.
For a mace smashed against her head,
And her heart fell silent as a mime.

Although the sister was greatly mourned,
One thing was clear:
She'd be having a better time up there,
Than she'd ever had down here.

And as for the others?
Well they were fine,
This life suited them,
As you can tell by this rhyme.

Whole form is a big WIP <3

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[booklover789]

Omigosh I was so worried I hadn't done enough to win Esme and Evelyn, I'm so happy <3

You did PLENTY! XD I helped judge your form - honestly, you did great. Excellent work, Areater.

Code Drop: April 11, 2014

Sitembileq goes to booklover789


Dominic goes to booklover789


Bumble B. Bear goes to booklover789

OH MY GOODNESS! XD Thank you so much, wes! All the characters I applied for I ended up winning, so I'm STOKED!

[violentPrince]

oh well i tried -sigh-
guess my brain realy has broken

[ayomi]

Click for my form ; kennel number 278

confused? click the picture.
xx

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[ellyenchanted]

Username: I'm Fly Away, but you can call me Fly.
Kennel Number: 2
Use:

Name: This winged wolf's name is Kalani.
Meaning: Kalani is a hawaiian name meaning
"the heavens, sky; royal one."
Gender: Female

Nationality:
Language:
Accents:
Species: Winged Wolf

Age: 16
Birthday:
Zodiac:
Sexuality: Straight

Fears: Kalani has horrible nightmares of her wings being
clipped. She is also afraid of wild fires and bears.
Dislikes: Ice, snow, hail, strong winds,
Pet peeves:

Talents: Kalani never had many friends, so she
spent most of working on flying maneuvers. Because of this, she is
quite the skilled flyer.
Hobbies: Seashell collecting and, well, flying.
Likes: Gentle breezes, the sky, fresh morning air, beaches, water,
tall trees, sea shells, summer, and

Username: .:Fly Away:.
Kennel Number: 2
Use:
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Name:
Gender:
Species and/or specific breed:
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The Scavenger

Username: Porcelaine ▌ Kennel Number: 117 ▌Use: Personal character
If I'm allowed, I would like to make an anthro version of her for a back story I would like to write for her. I would also like to give her a bird companion, like a sparrow or something who she spends her time with in the forest.

- About the character -

The Basics;
Name: Bear
Gender: Female
Species: Fox

The Personality;
Bear has a split personality, due to the condition stated below. Normally, she's active, shy, and high-spirited. She's not a slave to her emotions, it takes a lot to upset or unnerve her, however when they do take over the results are chaotic. She worries a lot, and fears the unimaginable. She appreciates the hidden beauty of every little thing, and enjoys being 'one with nature', however she likes her own company. She's bright and crafty, coming up with lots of ideas. If one doesn't work out, there's always another waiting in the wings. She often has interesting solutions to difficult problems.Tracking your own mental processes, knowing what you're thinking and why you do what you do, is important to her. Often, what's going on in her mind is more compelling than what's going on outside. She is not someone who is constantly looking to be among a group of friends; she's happy with just herself. She's distant, but definitely not shy. It's not her ambition to be known as a major bleeding heart. For her, the world as it exists is just a jumping-off place; what's going on inside her mind is often more interesting than what's going on outside. She's accustomed to rubbing people the wrong way; it's simply what happens when she expresses her own opinions. In her defense, there's nothing wrong with being controversial. She looks before she leaps, thinks before she acts, consider what she's about to say before she speaks. However, when she transitions to her phases, she's unstable, hyperactive, and has trouble determining right from wrong, as well as reality and fantasy.

The Condition;
Bear is not what you would call sane, she's emotional, capricious, and inhospitable. She's narcoleptic, meaning she falls asleep uncontrollably at any given time. People with this condition are said to hallucinate, having vivid and particularly frightening ones. They can also experience automatic behavior during brief sleeping episodes. Bear has suffered through this since she was young, making it difficult to fit in and even survive. Her scarred, slit wrists represent what happens during these "black outs". She cannot recall or remember what, or how it happened, but she is not entirely herself when she falls asleep. Her body is active, though she has no control or memory of these times, as if she's unconscious.

History;

Bear was born and raised in the unforgiving climates of the Adirondacks. Growing up was difficult since she was a bit different from her litter mates. Since she was a child she preferred her own company rather than playing around others. However, on one of her many adventures, she met a small sparrow.



"Who goes there?" chirped the small bird.
"It is I, Bear!" The young, rambunctious kit yelled.
The sparrow peered down upon the small fox from the small branch it was resting upon. "You are not a bear, but a fox!" He exclaimed. "How dare you deceive me!"
"Why of course I am a fox, one they Bear." She explained.
"A fox named bear, such a thing!" Exclaimed the sparrow.



From then on, the sparrow followed and studied Bear every day from a distance. He quickly learned that Bear was a unique being, and after noticing her sleep episodes, he decided to look over her. Wherever Bear travels, the sparrow can be found somewhere near by. Whether soaring in the skies above her, peering down on a near by tree branch, or perched on her shoulder, he always accompanies her on her many adventures.

Hobbies;
She enjoys hunting, preferably with a bow and arrow in her anthro form, or in general in her quad form. She enjoys being out in the wild, so anything she can do in nature you'll find her doing so. Whether it's fishing, hiking, climbing trees, etc.
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[Novi]

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