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My gallery · by **The Lion King** » Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:15 pm

Should I quote my form for P23 for this round..? He wasn't given out last week, and I would hope that my form wasn't forgotten! ^^;

My gallery · by **Desmond** » Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:29 pm

Octo should have the link. ^.^

My gallery · by **SAPPHOLYTE** » Fri Oct 29, 2010 4:53 pm

Kennel: F16
Section: Freaks of Nature
Name: Teufel-Marionette (TM for short, his full name meaning Devil Puppet in German.)
Breed: Demon snake- wolf
Age: 422
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?: Why do I want him? Have you seen him? xD I am not going to pass up the opportunity to own such a unique and awesome creature. He's going to be loads of fun to draw, right down to his toes. I can already see future images of him and my Tracker dog tearing things apart, causing chaos together in their adorable way. <3
As for what I'll do for him, I don't know if this means what I'll do to get him, which I would go to great lengths to do, or what I'm going to do for him if I get him? I'll assume the latter though. :3 I'm of course going to draw him, but I'm going to be honest and say he might not get a lot of artwork from other people unless they agree to draw him in his true form. I don't ever want to see him as a wolf or something else, same goes for my Tracker dog, they're to stay true to their original designs at all times. I didn't adopt them to be wolves. >_>
Personality: Teufel has always been and will probably always be a brutal animal, what else could be expected from a creature created to be the devil's plaything? He follows his primal instincts and animalistic nature before anything else, he is more like a wild animal and for a human to be around him is a dangerous mixture. He does well with large canines but even then nothing is set in stone about the canine surviving his brutally playful nature.
The stitches across his skull are a reminder that his brain is no longer a part of him. His once beautiful green eyes were cut open and his very soul was stolen through them, they're now white as snow, empty and lifeless. Because both his mind and his soul were taken from him, he does not do more than what pleases him at the moment, he cannot think ahead, cannot process things like even the most simplest of beasts would. He responds and acts in kind, all in the instant it happens. It makes him unpredictable and dangerous, he's like a bomb tick-ticking away.
He can speak, but it is often broken English, sometimes he doesn't even make sense when he's speaking or he will speak backwards. He prefers to be silent because of this, what's the point of speaking if you can't be understood?
Attention is another thing he lacks, he can't pay attention for more than a few minutes before wanting to do something else or walk away. And likewise his attention can also be caught easily. That is the only thing that often saves those he intends to harm, if they grab his attention by say, throwing a ball or pointing at something, he will always fall for it because he doesn't know better. In this one way, he is childlike and adorable.
Dislikes&Likes: If he likes or dislikes something he won't ever remember he liked or disliked it in the first place. He can't retain the memory of it.
History/Background: WIP (I'm sleepy. xD)
Art: WIP, (Oh he's getting some, trust me. ;D)
Other: He can inject venom into those he bites but most of the time he doesn't even remember how to make his body eject the venom in the first place. xD

My gallery · by **! october** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:24 am

My gallery · by **MerryEaster** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:49 am

Aww poor P31 xP

My gallery · by **Coy** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 7:01 am

Aw, MerryEaster, he'll find a good home C:

I'm working on my form now c:

My gallery · by **MerryEaster** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 7:05 am

Haha I do hope so

He is a wonderful charrie sometimes xD

My gallery · by **Coy** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 8:35 am

I think I may go for this buddy this round C: I really like him!

Kennel: P5
Section: PoH
Name: Spooks (Sounds like a cat name, no?)
Breed: 100% Ghost; 50% Fennec Fox 50% Domestic Cat.
Age: Unknown. He's been dead a long time
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?: The first time I saw Spooks, he looked extremely cute and cool, but I didn't think I'd have time to make his form, but I couldn't walk away. I really like his "Glowing a Faint Pink" aspect and his "Ghostly-ness". I think he could have a really nice home with my characters and my other characters would love to have him as part of the family. I would love to have Spooks and have the honer to have him as one of my characters. I would also get art of him as well.
Personailty: Spooks is a very ghostly character (I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself). He normally goes about haunting his past owners houses and parks he had been to while alive. He is not a scary presence, but like some cats are, he can get very annoying, very fast. He has a fixation with cars and will sit in the middle of the road and not move. When a car comes about and "hits" him, he will disappear suddenly. He does this to mimic how he died and bring about confusion and fear to drivers and observers.
Dislikes&Likes: Spooks has many pleasures in his dead, but un-dead life, but not so many displeasures. Here are two lists explaining what he likes and dislikes.
Likes
Scaring People, Going to Places He Went to While Alive, Sleeping, His Heart Earing, Halloween, Other Ghosts, His Pink Glow, Playing with Mice, Toys, Catnip, Deserts, Sand
Dislikes
Dog Ghosts, Cacti, Candy, Cars, Car Drivers, Death, Sadness, Mourning, Owls
Histroy/Backround:
How he Died: Hi, I'm Spooks and I'm a Fennec Cat. I died when I was 3 years old. And no, I do not have nine lives. I am a ghost now, but I'm still very much alive. Here is the story of how i died was murdered... So, it was a happy, sunny, good weather day, so my owner decided to let the cats go enjoy the day. She let us out the back door and we made a beeline for the soft patch of grass to sunbathe. We all lied there for hours and eventually fell asleep. I awoke to night falling upon us and the whole world beginning to go dark. I had never seen what night time looked like, due to the fact I stayed indoors most of the day. I was super excited and ran off to tell my friends, but they weren't there. They had left me.
Scared, I wandered around, hoping to find them. I never thought to maybe go inside, but i managed. As the sky grew pitch black and the bright white stars began to dot the sky, I began to see the small rodents and woodland creatures come out of their holes to hunt. I knew they wouldn't hurt me, but it still freaked me out. I walked along the side of the rode still searching for my friends when a huge thing came barreling down the rode. I jumped to the grass so it wouldn't hit me, but it was too late. I had no idea what had just happened, but I knew one thing, I wasn't myself anymore. I felt like I was free of everything that was on earth. Every pain, ache, sorrowful memory. I was free.
I was overjoyed until i looked down and saw I wasn't my tan fennec-cat self anymore. I had turned totally white and had no back legs, only an amazingly long tail. I was over to the water drainage ditch and looked down at the water. My eyes had turned bright red and my pupils had fled. I turned my head to check out my ears and surprisingly, my heart shaped tag from the zoo was still in my ear. I had gotten it when I lived at the zoo with the other Fennecs. I was a ghost.
As i panicked and thought of things to do, a woman came running towards a man knelt down by his car. The woman was sobbing and the man looked horrified. "I tried to dodge him, but I couldn't slow down," the upset man said. "I-I-I know. It-It-It's just so sad! He-He-He was so young!" the woman screamed. I walked over to see what they were mourning about. He was horrified and he wasn't even next to the mourning people yet. They were holding a small, tan, life-less Fennec Cat. They were holding me.

Now: Now in days, I normally haunt houses, and I use the word "Haunt" loosely. I am a friendly ghost and I only stay in the houses, because I have no real place to stay. I lurk around stairwells and windows, trying to soak in the suns sweet, warm rays. Then I remember, I was murdered. I'm still friendly though, not seeking revenge on anyone, only cars. Thats why I have that strange fixation with cars. It's rather fun actually. I just sit in the middle of the street and wait. When a car comes around i don't move and it scares the driver, completely. Tis' funny for me, not for the driver. They stop the car and freak out. Exciting!

-ID Papers-
From when he was alive
Name: Spooks
Age: 3
Breed: Fennec Fox X Domestic Cat
Previous Home: Zoo
Rescued From: North Africa

Art:

(Sorry he looks rather... doggish. and the ears are too short. Ah! another reason i want him: to perfect Cats and Fennecs XD )
Other: I added some humor to this form. Hopefully it's fun to read c:

My gallery · by **iPawki** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 10:03 am

Added to my form. ^^

My gallery · by **nowi** » Sun Oct 31, 2010 1:27 pm

Erm, Red October, I'm not applying for P27 anymore. You might want to remove my name from the list

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