Toxic Locket Adoptions - Temporary Post

[Skyebreeze]

Crap, I didn't get to finish my form. XP Oh well, good luck to everyone!

[Chara Dreemurr]

Aww, I didn't get here on time!

[Maddyoll]

Oh, and for my app I did get permission

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Sent: Sat Nov 13, 2010 8:18 pm
by Tripp

you have permission

dont forget to post a form for her :]

[oTterBox. :o)]

Okay. It's Sunday Now, What happened to the code drop?

[Lirrie]

Please stop asking or you will get a warning -.- The other judge had thing to do the result will be up today.

[chabiikkaku]

Pet Number: 4
Name: yuki
Gender: female
Reason For Adoption: decorate my other pets thread. otherwise as a pet.
History/Background/Personality: Dark and Mysterious. She's often harsh but deep down inside you can find a hint of kindness. She's not native to earth either, she's more native to the sky, being born on a meteor, some say she used to control the clouds...
Other: (This is a really coool design! Antlers! wow! o.O)
I, Blurrbee, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

[Lirrie]

I already closed adoptions.

[chabiikkaku]

Oh okay. x3

sorry didn't notice.

[BPeppers]

Friendly bump. ;3

[kivr & fireflii]

Kennel 1 Winner
TessaKitty

Pet Number: 1

Name: Nyxx
Gender: Female
Species: Celestial Feline

Reason For Adoption:I think that Nyxx is the most gorgeous animal I have ever seen, and I fell in love with her immediately, partially because of her colors, partially because of her design, and partially because she's just plain EPIC. The colors on her coat and wings are stunning, and they just so happen to be some of my favorite colors. Though its unlikely that' I'll win, I decided to try, since as soon as I saw her, I was struck dead.
Personality:
rash, adj. - displaying or proceeding from a lack of careful consideration of the possible consequences of an action
Nyxx is a very headstrong cat, she never stops to think about the consequences of her actions, she just dives right in, without taking any note of the possible damage it may cause to others. However, it is very unlikely that any of her actions would hurt anyone, because most of the things she does aren't very dangerous.

self-centered, adj. - preoccupied with oneself and one's affairs
Nyxx rarely ever pays attention to others younger than her. She will apply the proper act of respect to those older than her, but she still cares more about herself than others. Nyxx has always been self-centered, believing that she is the center of the universe, even more than other cats, because she considers herself, as a Celestial Feline, to be more important than other felines. She believes strongly in the hierarchy, that is, if she's at the top. She still has friends, but only those who immediately submit to Nyxx as the leader, which makes her extremely satisfied. Her friends say that she's nice and all, but only when you get to know her.

creative, adj. - relating to or involving the imagination or original ideas, esp. in the production of an artistic work
Nyxx is a very creative cat, she is always coming up with these random whimsical ideas, that spark the minds of other academic animals around her. She often will just remark on something random that has peaked her curiosity, and she'll delve deeper into it, and come up with a whole other idea that has been built off of whatever peaked her curiosity, but seems a whole lot different than the original something. Despite being self-centered, Nyxx is very proud and protective of her ideas, and the slightest praise from anyone will make Nyxx happy, because even the most self-centered cat can be gentle somewhere.

confident, adj. - feeling or showing confidence in oneself; self-assured
Nyxx is very headstrong, she believes that she can do anything, and she knows she'll do it perfectly. She doesn't care if others think she can't, she herself believes that she's the best ever, and she can do whatever she wants, even though everyone else knows that's not true. Nyxx is often overconfident, which often results in small issues, but as Nyxx says, "Nothing I can't deal with."
History:
The small cat ran around the corner of the brick wall, making sure to keep into the shadows. She gasped in pain and collapsed against the wall. Her belly heaved with humongous breaths. The cat knew she didn't have much longer and that if her baby was going to be born, she'd have to stay where she was. The howling of the dogs chasing her came closer, and as the cat gave birth, she knew that this was her last moment. With her last breaths of strength, she pulled her offspring under a bush and gave herself up to the dogs. She wouldn't live to see another day.
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The small kitten mewled pitifully, squirming around under the bush under which she had been placed. The small boy picked her up gently and ran home with her. His parents said she wouldn't live to see the morning. The boy burst into tears and ran up into his room. But this cat was special. She was touched by the angels, and was especially rare. The next morning, she disappeared. The boy was stricken, but if he had known where the cat was to go, he would be very happy, albeit shocked.

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Kennel 3 Winner
iBrevity

[size=85][center]Pet Number: #3.
Name: Lithium.
Nicknames: Lith, Lilith, Li-Li.
Gender: Female.
Mate: Lull.
Offspring: None.
Career: Goddess of Death and Beauty.
Character Thread: Main Characters.

Reason For Adoption: To say it straight; I love her design. <3 I have always been a sucker for Tripp's designs and Lithium is no exception. Honestly, as soon as I heard her name and the idea that she was originally a goddess of beauty and death, I was dumbstruck with inspiration. I hope I can convey just how much she motivates me in her form. Besides that, Lithium is a perfect mate for one of my other characters Lull, who I have been looking for a mate for him for a while. I know that they would be wonderful together; two soft-spoken strangers with careers that differ indefinitely.

Personality:
A goddess who fears permanently of raising her voice, Lithium is well-known for being soft-spoken. Her voice is a powerful thing indeed, and when she speaks everyone listens, whether they be enemy or friend. This natural affection for her voice makes males and females alike distinctly allured to her, and this has proven to change Lithium into something both dainty and fleeting.
Like a mythological beast, she can depart from sight within seconds; her small paws made brisk work on whatever ground she is set to and she can wind through a forest in simple minutes, leaving behind those with lesser senses. The single place Lithium finds herself comfortable in is the forest, where the tall trees act as guards and she can speak at a normal level, not having to fear for someone stumbling up on her and it wreaking havoc on their mortal mind and body.
Despite being so powerful, Lithium finds herself again and again on the mortal plane, consistently drawn to it as though there is something waiting for her there. This something was found when she met Lull, a handsome mutt who spoke only in a whisper; and when she begged him to admit why, he told her that his voice was like a siren, attracting everyone who was not strong enough to resist.
In him, Lithium found a companion she could be free with. Her own voice did nothing to him, and his didn't effect hers; it was an amazing compromise, this way that both could be themselves and relax with each other when before they were forced to be distant.
Despite being the goddess of death, Lithium rarely finds herself in contact with it, and she relishes finding life wherever it can be. She has a force of reapers that act beneath her orders and sends them out to guide the souls she has been charged with back to her dwelling; and this constant interaction with death and destruction has given her a gentle love for life and growth.

History/Background:
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Other: ...
I, iBrevity, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

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Kennel 4 Winner
Lirrie

[size=85]Pet Number: 4

Name:

Yuki
Also Called Snow's Sorrow

Gender: Female



Reason For Adoption:

When I first saw Yui she lifted my spirits, as I had been quite down that day. Seeing her brought back my good mood and I began planning what I would do with her. I believed she would have fun with many of my pets and I will try to invoke her true grace in any art of her I should make. I definatly will get art of her, if not make it myself. She will most likely also be a headmate to me and a companion to my other headmates. She will recieve all the love I can give her and more, and wil be the adopted mother to a few of my pups. I can promise he wont sit around forgotten and should I get her I will find her a mate and rp them together.



History/Background/Personality:

Name: Yuki
Also Called: Snows Sorrow
Nickname: Snow
Breed: Snow Spirit
Friend: Venus
Age: 200 Years Old



Personality:

At her best snow is quite, and well mannered. She lives life in stride and tries not to let thing get to her to much. She is sensitive though so it's best not to upset her. She tends to get very sad if someone does upset her enough, and to watch that is a sight to see. If she gets upset enough she could cause a small snowstorm, though this doesn't happen very often. She has know the sorrow of love, and the heartbreak it brings to one. She had experienced it first hand and if given a second chance she would not have made the choices she did.

At her worst she is headstrong and stubborn, the total opposite of her on her best days. Most think she has split personalities, but in reality it is just that you is that way. She has a hard time getting to know people, and in fact sometime it is that she is just scared of being hurt. Once she get to know you though she is one of the best friends you can have and would risk her life for you. If she likes you enough she will give her own happiness to make sure you are happy.

She may seem frozen on the outside, but she really is a big softy, not many get to know her enough to see this side of her however. Until you do she is a bit standoffish and may seem timid or shy. She is swift and deadly as a midnight snowstorm and although she does not normally have to fight she will if she has to. To cubs, she is motherly and loving, but although she cant have them herself she tend to adopt any she finds abandoned.

Nights of the half-moon change her though, and this is when the beast is set free to roam and kill. With her status also comes a great curse that she often wishes she didn't have. Every half-moon she becomes a true beast and unstoppable, she never gives up though and hope one day she will beat this curse.




Unique Traits: She adorns two antlers app-on her head that mark her as a snow spirit. They are white as snow and cold to the touch. Her fur is made thick so her job will be easier and her eyes are ringed by long lashes so she can keep the snow out of her eyes.

Looks as a Human: In human form ishe is around 5'8 with long white hair, tiped with blue. Her eyes are a frosty pink ringed with silver. she has blue tatoos on her face. She wears a black tight dress that has a fur neckline that is partially blue. She is pale as snow and may at first appear cruel.



Health: She is very heathy, however, her heath becomes bad if a snow storm occurs. If it is a big enough one she may pass out completly. She is prone to colds, and other such maladies but doesn't suffering from them often.


Theme Song:

Frozen By Within Temptations: This song fits her because shes always sacrificing her own happiness for others, even if it hurts her in the process. Sometimes the very person shes trying to help though, are hurt be her actions even if she doesn't want them to be. Some say she is cold but really she has a warm heart that needs care.



Prolouge

I was born in a snow storm, my mum was an arctic fox and my dad was a fennec. Between the two of them I had got the best of each of the breed. It was rather cold the winter and mum had not expected to go into labor that soon. The birthing weakened her quite abit which meant dad had to provide for all of us, a task that proved rather difficult given his heritage. We made it throught that winter, however, the strain proved to much for my mother and that spring she passed away.

It was the saddest moment of my father's life, only hardened further when my other litter-mates died shortly after. I was a fighter back then though and was determined not to give up. Mr father raised me and soon I grew into a beautiful vixen. Sadly father was killed soon after I left her by another animal, but I'll never forget the kindness he raised me with. I wanted to live a long time but some things are not meant to be. A snowstorm came upon me.

I never expected to survive, but I was given a second chance. A snow spirit came upon me half dead and gave me a choice, I could become a snow spirit like her or die. Not wanting to die like my mother I accepted her choice of becoming a snow spirit. I felt a great pain and passed out not knowing what would face me when I awakened.


I ran my long fur blowing in the cold wind, as I streaked across the desolate plains. My antlers where freezing a sure sign that I was the cause of the coming snow storm. I shivered in distress, I hated snowstorms as I often passed out if they where bad enough. Tears streaked down my face as I thought of the tragedy that had just occurred, just because of my doubt controlled me I had lost my mate.

It had been snowing and like always I was a bit weak. He had gone out to find me prey in hopes it would perk me up.

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Kennel 33 Winner
Mirandamay

[center]Pet Number:33
Name:Tristita
Gender:Female
Reason For Adoption:I think she has a beautiful elegance to her and I LOVE her design. Its very unique and gorgeous in its own way. The chinese writting also drew my attention adding her own uniqueness.
History/Background/Personality:She was born and summoned from the deep loud Gongs bringing in the chinese spirit festival. This was also the Last day of spring as many laterns danced around summoning the greater spirits in their time of need. She was bundled up in the place where non clamied spirts were held for many years until her day finally came to help and guide a living soul. Tristita watched as many of the souls that brought happiness and joy were summoned quickly and she was left... waiting.
A small and timid little boy bairley over the age of 7 shook his latern nervously through the woods calling a spirit to help relieve his deep greif. He was a boy with no family. No one to call his own. He had grown up with a loving family until this past year. His family left with no goodbye and dropped him off at an adoption agency. He was left with nothing but the clothes on his back and a small note that read "Im sorry".
"Please give me someone to love. Someone to call me own" the little boy whispered into the fog that was now creeping over the path as he continued to shake his latern in hopes of summoning some spirit or angel. The boy began wheeping in fear that the spirits would ignore his plee's and allow him to continue as a lonesome, timid and grieving soul.
Tristita blinked her eyes rapidly as she found herself in a place that was unfamiliar. Deep and hazzy fog blocked the view infront of her. She had a slight illumisity to her that only caused her more blindless through the fog. Blowing at the fog she tried to clear the way for a better visual. She couldnt understand why she was here. Just moments ago she was with the rest of the unclaimed spirits. She began to think that she had remained with the unclaimed spirits for to long that they finally decided to get rid of her for good figuring no one would claim her.
Squinting her eyes she saw something... a light? Is this heaven? She began to think. Well im not ready! She objected and tunred in the other direction. She made it a few good stides until she heard him. The cires and weeps of the little boy glided over and echoed in her ears. Hezitating for a moment she decided against her better judgement to follow the weeping. Veturing towards the light the fog parted as if she was suppost to be going this way. She continued to follow the cries until she was stopped dead in her tracks. A boy?
The boy continued to weep and curled up into a ball holding hir knees closly to her face as he buried his face into his jacket. His latern placed next to him illumiating the weeping boy.
Tristita cocked her head to the side examing the boy. What was he doing here? Qeustions ran through her mind while the cries of the boy turned into sniffles. He looked up from behind his knees and wipped his face clear. Smearing his tears away his view was soon blocked by a face with glowing eyes was directly in his view. The boy let out a loud scream as he tried to scramble away.
Upon hearing the boys screams she leaned back and continued to examine him knowing that he would cause her no harm.
The boys widdened eyes soon became soft as he looked at the wolf. His face full of terror turned into a look of pure glee when a smile smeared across his face. He jumped up and charged at the wolf wrapping his little arms around her upper torso. "Thank you!" the boy screamed up the sky.
Tristita backed away but the boy continued latched onto her snuggling his face into his fur. She continued to squirm until a small and suttle voice echoed throughout her "Protect him..." it said.
Once she heard the voice she knew. She was not in heaven! She had finally been summoned ecepcially picked just for this little boy. She was finally claimed.
The boy continued to suggle into her giggling and laughing filled with joy. Her face turned into a motherly glow as she grinned and licked the top of the boys head "Im here...Ill protect you."
Other:Nope <3
I, Mirandamay, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

I also asked tripp for permisson

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Kennel 42 Winner
Ravenstella

Pet Number: 42
Name: Demi
Gender: male
Reason For Adoption: I love him, and I'm planning to use him, Tiqua, and a few others in their story. He's absolutely perfect for Demi, there couldn't have been a more excellent donation. Thank you Tripp! He just seems so beautiful, I can't get over it. ^^

Personality:

Demi is an interesting fellow. He has temper issues, but all in all he's good natured. Living on the streets isn't exactly the life he'd always wanted, and he's been affected by that in a way. His best friend was Koto, and they've been tight since they were pups. Around Koto, he's a real friend: Nice and understanding. Though, sometimes he acts up and behaves like a real jerk, but Koto forgives him. When it comes to love, all he can do is hope. Most are unwelcoming to his changing moods and nature. That's why Koto is so important to him. And if he finds that one wolf, what a cuddlebug he could be! ...Maybe. ^^

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Kennel 48 Winner
Bk13

Pet Number: 48
Name: Kimya
Gender: Female
Reason For Adoption: The design just jumped at me. I saw it and I thought of not only my style of characters but also a 'life behind the lines' if that makes any sense.. I didn't see her as just pretty colors (Even though she is beautiful) I saw her as something I could really create a story and background for. Plus she'd fit well in my growing pack of misfits.
History/Background/Personality:
History: Born a stray she lived on the streets with her brother, closest pair ever to set paw in the small town they spent their young years in. However that changed when one day a boy took her brother while they slept, the boy was innocent, simply wanting a pet to call his own, his actions, although, caused a devistating effect on the young street dog. For days on end she searched, calling, barking, and howling her brothers name until her voice was almost useless. At last she collapsed in an assumed abandoned shed. The next day she awoke, tied to a broken pipe in the wall. A luminescant blue collar was hooked around her neck, which was connected to the tightly woven rope tied to the pipe. With her voice still broken, her howls of displeasure sounded almost demonic, but they continued until a man walked in and regarded the dog carefully. Instead of stopping her noise she turned and snarled at the man, How dare he lock her up? She had to find her brother. The man's smile turned to a frown and he took the nearest thing he could find, which happend to be a scrap of metal, and swung it at the tied animal. It hit her shoulder, causing a tear which because a vicious wound. Still she kept up the noise, now howling in pain. Again the man swung, this time knocking her out.
As she came to for the second time she experienced a strange feeling, a numbness of sorts. As well as cold, she was on a metal table and the cold of the metal was seeping through her fur, however the scenery wasn't the only change. The man had attempted to silence the rambunctious animal once and for all, mixing chemicals he had found and stolen until they created a nasty looking luminesant conoction that matched the color of her collar. He injected her with it as soon as he had finished it and found a sharp enough needle among his piles of stuff. The substance didn't kill her though, instead it stained her body, starting from her back and eventually seeping to her paw pads, and there, as well as her eyes, it stayed. The whining caused by the pain of the injection however was an indication to the man that the noise had yet to be dealt with. So he gathered thread, a tasteful man he was, allowing the thread color to match her collar and paws, and finally sewed her mouth shut. This realization came to her as soon as she tried to bare her teeth at the wide eyed man leaning over the counter next to her. His eyes however were glassy and faded, as well as a brilliant blue. The man had drunken the liquid. With all her strength she lifted herself up on the table, wincing at the poor stitching job the man had done on her shoulder. As soon as she gathered up her strength she bolted. Forgetting her brother and her once carefree street life she ran, ran from everything she had once known.
As she ran from her home she passed through towns and cities, but mostly rural areas with a few farms here and there. At one point she collapsed on one of these farms where humans lived. A mother and two young children, a fully swahili family. The mother nursed her back to health but left the stitches in for fear that this creature was a demon and that her mouth was permanently closed for a reason. The children bathed her and played with her whle she recovered. All the time she stayed they called her once thing. Kimya. In their language it meant silent, which the dog was indeed, and so Kimya became her name. The night finally came for her departure, she left in the night, leaving nothing but pawprints in the sand that soon faded.
(I have a plan for how she runs into my pack, but I'll save that for if I get her =3)

Personality: Quiet,(Obviously) because of the stitches she had never spoken since they were sewn into her skin. She has learned to speak through body language, a twitch of her tail, the look in her eye, it's all the words she needs. A lonely creature that tend to just go wherever she is told for lack of reason.
Other: I'll put some art here soon =3
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Kennel 49 Winner
Dream Of Eternity

Pet Number: 49
Name: Remmy (I'd change it to Jay, from the way the design reminds me of a bluejay)
Gender: Female ( I'd change it to male)
Reason For Adoption: Jay caught my eye immediately. I love the design, and I already have the beginnings of a personality in my head!
History/Background/Personality: Personality: Jay is very much a ladies man. He's very slick and likes to tease, although he never really means to hurt anyone. He can be very sweet and an awesome mate, but only if he puts his mind to it. Being restless by nature, he has trouble with staying with one girl. He hates to break hearts and sound like a player, but it's just the way he is. He can't stay still very long, and is constantly running away from his problems, instead of facing them "like a man". Even with these flaws, however, he still has many friends and is considered popular.
History: Jay's mom died when he was just a pup. He took this pretty hard, but eventually got over this. Living with his Dad his whole life, he has been forced to teach himself what a mother would teach; how to care, love, and share. He has some problems with these things still, and inside longs for the mother he never had.
Other: If you haven't already noticed, I would change her name to Remmy and change her to a him.
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