Pound of Hope [Closed; mods please lock]

[eiralune]

Kennel: P67

Section: Pound of Hope

Name: Isis

Breed: Serval

Age: A little over 2 years
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?: I completely love servals, they are my favorite animal by far. The design screamed out to me, the design is all balenced out. The art screams to me.

Personality: Isis is an out-going fun serval. She can have quiet times, and spazzy times. She likes jamin' out to her music and flying around.

Dislikes&Likes:
Favorite:

Music: When she's happy its pop and classical, but when she's gloomy and moopey, its jazz
Food: Ramen noodles, beef flavour.
Favorite activity: Flying around.

Dislikes:

Animal: Large dogs
Food: Been sprouts
Thing-that-causinges-an-eye-twitch: Loud, annoying noises! Who doesn't hate them?

History/Backround: I was born in The Cape of Good Hope, with my mother and father and 2 siblings. I was the oldest...but different. I didn't know I was different until I was older. I mad wings. Yes, I know, an odd thing for a serval isn't it? Well, an odd thing for any cat. I didn't know how, but I quickly learned how to fly. It must've been staring at the vultures for a few days. I soon grew up,and my whole family left me. I didn't know what to do, so my soulution was to fly, fly, fly. I flew for a few days, stoping on a few islands for a few things to eat. One day I finnaly stumbled upon a large city, hoping to a new experience. I walked around, many humans staring at me with they're large eyes. I begain digging through these large metal containers, I found one of the most interesting things ever. You put them on your ears and they play sounds, the sounds are delightful. I begain wearing that along with a bow around my neck. Many of the humans wanted to pet me, one of them even took a picture of me. Who knew a winged serval could have the good life?

Art: None still working on it,

Other: Nope

[Nawee]

Kennel: P1
Section: Common Creatures
Name: Splitz, The Laughing One
Breed: Dingo
Age: Very old, nobody knows for certain.
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?: I love Splitz design. It's simple and appealing, plus it always made me think of a jester, which I love. I would probably use it as a character in the same world as many of my other adopts, like Kamaria, Schatten and Violet. Sadly, I can't promise any art, but I'll try =3

Personality:
Splitz is a real jokester, always looking for a good laugh. Too bad it's often to the detriment of others. He really doesn't take anything seriously, and especially love to laugh at others misery. Splitz is also quite the ladies man, though more often than not he scares them away with his questionnable sense of humor. Happy seems to be is only mood, or it is the only one he wants to let appear. Splitz also craves for chaos and war. They are so much funnier than peace and order! Also, he is neutral in the conflict ravaging the land but he does enjoy the havoc brought by Dres. Splitz is arrogant and full of himself, and only gives when he knows he can receive something in return, even if it's only a few minutes of amusement.

Dislikes: Serious people, when his plans don't go as he wants, order, winter, humans.
Likes: Chaos, conflicts, woman 8D, confusing people, riddles (he can't resist them).

History/Backround:
Maze growled at the immortal while protectively standing in front of Esper.

“How can someone like you was allowed to be born?” he asked him.

The dingo let out a loud laugh.

“How was I born, you ask me?” he chuckled. “If you have some time ahead, I’ll tell you.

I was created by the clashing energy of the two more powerful beings in this world, Magic and Dres themselves. Isn’t it funny that their war, their eternal conflict, gave birth to anything? Birth to the personification of the absurdity of their war? I do think it’s infinitely funny. “

The immortal laughed, and went on with his story even though Maze didn’t ask anything else.

“What I saw when I first opened my eyes was destruction. Corruption. The land tearing itself apart. I was so scared; it was horrible, so I fled. I ran south, because that’s what my instinct was telling me to. All I saw in my path was misery, terror. The few beings I encountered were either corrupted by Dres’ powers or disfigure by the war. I was naive then, and asked myself many times if this was hell.

I’ve walked south until I finally reached a place untouched by evil. It was the most magnificent place I had seen, with the sun and the waterfall and all the vivid colors. I then heard something I never thought could exist: a laugh. I looked up and saw those pups playing, oblivious to my presence. Their parents were watching them, smiling. But how could they be allowed to be so happy, when not so far away creatures were living in misery? It must have been a sick joke. Because it was a joke, right? That’s what I thought then. Then it hit me when I looked down in the water and saw my reflection in the water for the first time. I suddenly understood everything, all the absurdity and irony. Everything was a big joke. Everything. Even myself, my very existence! And that’s when I was truly born.”

He laughed madly.

“I was born! Splitz, the Jokester, the Laughing One!”

“You’re mad!” yelled Maze.

He suddenly jumped down his perch and approached his face very closed to Maze’s.

“Indeed, I am” he whispered in a malicious tone.

Note: Splitz has illusions power and uses them to play tricks to people and play with their head.
Art:


(Maze and Splitz)
Other: Nope


I'm so sorry this form is so rough, but I barely have time to work on it until the code-drop so that's what it will be.

[Desmond]

Revamp of p20:

Lineart.

[Miakemi]

Revamp for Kennel P8

[Sapphirescript]

P 24 revamp =D

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[*Chesapeake VA*]

Kennel: p17 ?
Section: p17 ?
Name: Synthin
Breed: Wolf
Age: 3-4 years
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?: I want her because she's perfect for my wolf roleplay and I know I can do alot of good art with her. I would give it a permanent home (not give it up for "adoption" later on.)
Personality: Tough female. Great attitude but her own boss. Friendly, and never a coward. Bold, brave, stands up for what she believes is right.
Dislikes&Likes:
dislikes: Males that think they're better than females. Blackberries. Disrespectfulness.
likes: puppies, strawberries, the smell of cinnamon, and long, long runs.
History/Backround: Born of two black wolves, Synthin was the youngest, but toughest, of a litter of five. Growing up with four older brothers toughened her up and brought her to respect the older, wiser wolves, and to be patient with the younger, more rambunctious ones. __still working...
Art:
Other: I'd really love to have her

[Sapphirescript]

I added half his history to my form so if you need me to repost it I can =D. I'm almost done!

[Lirrie]

Please dont repost it confuses the judges.

[mokapi]

Is there someone that could critique what I have so far? I haven't written anything in a while and I'm always afraid of getting rusty. It's just half the history right now, but I'd really appreciate it. (:

[corgie]

I'd like some critique!
Username: SweetCorgi
Number of character you're applying for: P45
Link to form: click
Would you like critique through PM, or another way?: Whichever is easiest ^^
critmehplz