Symphony Character Adoption Agency - CD + OPEN! :)

[yellowpip1]

Username: Yellowpip1
Kennel Number: 122
Use:
Name: Skull
Gender: Male
Species and/or specific breed: Houndour
Personality:
History/Background:
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):

WIP!!!!
butthetruthisthatimissyou

[amavi.]

Wait, was the code drop supposed to be the 6th of March? ;u;

I think so...

[Ardra]

Guys Wes has probably been busy, give her time : >

[booklover789]

Please don't complain about the code drop being late. wes is probably busy and simply hasn't had time to conduct it yet. Be patient - she'll get to it when she has time. wes is a great user here on CS, and we have to remember that she's got a life of her own that comes before her online stuff.

[Irios Atelis]

Sorry for so much of an absence, everyone! Life has been getting progressively more difficult for me lately, and I've been feeling a big disconnect to art, writing, characters, and the character community in general as a result. I'm going to try forcing myself into some writing, though, because I am unhappy with my current writing quality... :c

This was posted on the CAAA, I'm sure Wes will get around to this when time allows.

[milk-sharks]

I wasn't complaining, I was asking. Please stop ganging up on me, this is the reason why I am very close to quitting cs. I was asking in a polite way.

[Areater]

I know the round is going to end really soon (or whenever Wes has time), I just wanted to get some ideas down before I forgot them. I'll change them if the characters get adopted~

Username: Areater
Kennel Number: 20
Use: A story I am writing about a world of "light" and "dark" canines locked in a war with futuristic weapons. He is the main character and has the most interesting backstory. I will also be ordering art of this handsome fella and possibly draw some (traditional) art of him as practice.
Name: Danny
Gender: Male
Species and/or specific breed: "Dark" Wolf x "Light" Wolf Hybrid
Danny is the only one of his kind. Dark and Light wolves hate each other, and the fact that he exists is shocking. However, the wolves are actually rather progressive thinkers, and he isn't discriminated much against. His friend once called him a "Bright Shadow" wolf, and now he likes to call himself that. He associates himself with the Dark Wolves more than the Light Wolves, as that was his mother's side and he grew up there. He despises his father's side, like all Dark Wolves.
Sexuality: Panromantic Homosexual
Personality:
History/Background:
"What are ya gonna do, run back to the Light Wolves? Huh, you gonna go runnin' to those wimps?" A massive shadowy wolf growled, his chest rumbling with laughter. Two smaller, less threatening Dark Wolves hung around him, taunting Danny. They had already torn at his ear and broken his violin bow. But bring up his father's side? That's where he drew the line. Lunging up, Danny slammed the biggest bully into the wall and picked up a broken piece of the bow, it's broken edge jagged and dangerous. The bully's cronies had already raced off at the first sign of danger. "If I'm half light wolf, then how can I do this?" he asked, and he closed his eyes as he focused. Only the most powerful (and everyone thought that was synonymous with purebred) wolves could conjure magic, and even then they could summon only sparks. Surely not enough to turn a broken bow into a weapon without just using the sharp edge as a tool. Yet before the bully's eyes, the broken black bow transformed into a flaming - yet shadowed at the same time - knife. The bully yelped and scrambled out of Danny's paws, breaking into a run and never turning back. Danny let the knife drop and it turned back into a snapped bow as it hit the floor. Panting with the effort it had taken to do that, he slumped to the floor, drowsy. He thought of the conversation he had had with his mom not long ago; 'Don't tell anybody. They might be okay with you now, but you don't want them to worry.' He hadn't really understood her, but he had agreed, and now the meanest wolf in school knew he had the most magic a Dark or Light Wolf had ever had. He picked up his violin in his jaws, focusing just enough energy into keeping the glamour up. It wasn't a real violin; it was a gun, disguised as a violin for show. With his magic glamour, he could make it look completely like a normal violin. He could even play it like one. But if he forgot to focus, he would be exposed. Focus.
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):
butthetruthisthatimissyou

Username
Areater
Kennel Number
82
Use
A story I am writing about a world of "light" and "dark" canines locked in a war with futuristic weapons, some of which started messing up some aspects of time and space and accidentally created a few wormholes that caused her to transport to the planet, although she used to live on Earth way in the past (this is set far into the future.) She was a normal beagle mix until she entered the wormhole, and in there she switched tails with a gecko.
Name
Miley
Nicknames
Gecko, Miles
Gender
Agender (Prefers She/Her pronouns)
Species/Breed
Beagle Mix
Sexuality
(Biromantic) Bisexual
Personality
Miley is an excitable little beagle who can become cheerful and excited from really simple things. She isn't hard to please - she takes pleasure in the simple things in life and believes wholeheartedly in 'it's the thought that counts.' She loves surprises.
History
Likes
Dislikes
Quirks
- Her tail is detachable and sometimes she takes it off on purpose when she's really nervous because she used to gnaw on her tail when she got nervous, so now when she goes to do that she usually ends up breaking it off and having to wait for it to grow back. It is painless, but annoying.
- When awaiting news, she bounces from paw to paw so that one paw is always off the ground. She thinks it's bad luck to have all of her paws on the ground at once when expecting news.
butthetruthisthatimissyou

Username:
Kennel Number: 93
Use:
Name: Weeja
Gender: Female
Species and/or specific breed: Saluki-Wind Wolf Mix
Wind Wolves were the very first animals to exist on (insert planet name here), and are the only native creatures other than "Dark" and "Light" Canines. They control the weather and are essentially harmless beings, known for being rather lazy. They don't tend to breed often and when they do, it is almost always with their own species, which is why it is surprising that Weeja exists. Her mother is a Saluki who got caught in a wormhole before they started becoming more common and her father was a high-ranking Wind Wolf before he was killed in the war.
Sexuality: Aromantic Asexual
Personality:
History/Background:
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):
butthetruthisthatimissyou

[.the slayer]

I am female, which to me means strong and powerful,
not just pretty like some of the other cats see it. In truth, I am
not proud of my gender because we are depicted as weak and
vulnerable by some stereotypical people. In reality, it's just not
true. I have been called beautiful, yes, but I am more proud to
be called smart, brave or unique.

My name is beautiful, though, and I love it. I would be able to
cope with an average name, but I prefer my abstract one; it has
more character, more life, than others. My friends call me a
variety of things: Wind, Song, Win and WS (but only over text).

When I asked my Mom how she chose my name, she said, "Ah,
Windsong; what a beautiful name for something you want too
love." I think she meant it to, and I cling to that piece of her
now, even though we are so far apart now.

You see, it is in every cat's destiny to move on in the world. They
must make a life for themselves outside of the relative safety of
their parents' grasp. It is important for us to carve our own path
and be able to get by in the world by ourselves. I moved on a little
later than most; I waited 'til winter, when I was in my element.
The snow makes for easy camouflage, what with my white pelt.

Most move on in the spring or summer months, when the air is
warm and their is a hint of rain in the air. I don't like summer;
it is claustrophobic indoors because of the humidity, and
scorching outside, where the wind roasts me in my thick coat.

Spring is fine - there is just the right mix of rain and wind and sun.
But their is no snow, no camouflage, no way of hiding if I need it,
so I do not like to venture too far away from safety. I do like
Spring showers - one minute, they appear from no where, blasting
you with cold water, and the next they are gone, the clouds all
dispersed, the rain soaked up by the earth.

Autumn is fun, but bad for travel. I love the leaves, but I stand out
terribly in the crisp, fallen shapes. Shades of brown and gold litter
the floor, and I love the crunchy noise they make. It is like the
music to a unique song, played by the trees and the wind and the
creatures. Every time I walk through the forests, I feel like I am
part of something bigger, singing along to nature's chorus.

I suppose, the more I live my life, the more I grow into my name.
I have begun to appreciate all different types of music - they are
all uniquely beautiful, in their own way. On the other hand, I
still cannot stand musicals. Maybe it is because, in real life, songs
do not just pop up out of nowhere, and everyone does not sing the
same songs. I know what it's like to try and write a song, and I know
it is never that easy.

And anyway, where do all the instruments come from?

I play instruments, too, including the piano and violin. When a song
comes on the radio, I feel the necessity to air-play whatever instrument
goes with the song and try to guess the notes. I bet I look quite stupid,
but I don't care - it's just a bit of fun. c;

Speaking of fun, I'm a very sociable cat. I have lots of friends, closest of
all is Silkpaw:

We have so much fun together! It's awesome c:

Favorite Food
Cheese, or pasta. Hmm...

Favorite TV Show
Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Favorite Film
Twilight

Favorite Book
The Hound of the Baskervilles

Favorite Singer
Taylor Swift or James Blunt

Favorite Comedy Singer
Weird Al

Favorite Song
Bonfire Heart

Favorite Band
Queen

Favorite Artist
Bridget Riley

Favorite Animal
Horse

Favorite Breed of Dog
Jack Russel Terrier

Favorite Type of Horse
Arabian

Favorite Sleepover Activity
Pillow Fight!

Favorite Camp Activity
Canoeing/Kayaking

Favorite/Dream Job
Prime Minister!

Favorite Humorous Quote
It flies in the same way that
a brick doesn't

Favorite Inspirational Quote
Try to be a rainbow in
someone's cloud

[joji]

Username:
My username is currently wyntǝr.


Kennel Number:
The lovely kennel "123". How convenient!


Use:
Character buddy for Neb, my oc. Like co-oc.


Name:

Tangerine is her beautiful, fitting name.


Gender:
Female, please.


Species and/or specific breed:
In the canine family- a girl's best friend!


Personality:
Outgoing and nice, she loves encouraging others to do their best, but she can get really depressed at times.


History/Background:
Tangerine was created as a science experiment. She was part of a project names "Scent pups", where they created dogs scented like the fruit/veggie/food they bear on their head. The experiment was a failure, because the dogs didn't smell any different from regular dogs. She was the second to be created, but it took a lot of money and hard work, so when Tangerine didn't make it, she was sent to the SCAA.

#2 was in her test cage. "Ow!" She screeched. They were testing her invulnerability. It was obviously not working. The scientist she called Buzz, because of his short, buzzcut hair, said something to Daisy and Rumble, the other scientists she'd named. #3 was in the other room, getting tested by her scientists. She sat there, the pain barely fading away. Looking at the drab gray walls, she remembered how she got here... or was created.

The SCAA soon came, expecting the place for any signs of animal harm. #3 was no where to be seen. Where is she? #2 thought. Something hit her back. Fading into darkness, only a moment later she opened her eyes. Where am I? She thought. The walls weren't the usual gray anymore. They were light lilac, a soothing tone. She was in her new kennel. Inside of it, a small green bed lay upon the white tile. There were 2 bowls for her, she assumed. Both had the name "Tangerine" printed orange on the green tone, one filled with water, the other filled with kibble. On the wall, she saw a sign labeled "KENNEL 123".




Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):
Color: Orange, red and yellow.
Food: Watermelon.
Drink: Orange juice.
Animal: Dog.
Music: Pop.
Time: 1:23.
Instrument: Flute.
Weekday: Wednesday.

I'll prolly add more art when I get free time to draw <3


Lol she looks like a cat. Also, sorry its messy, I had to go to bed c:


butthetruthisthatimissyou

[forever.young]

☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆

✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏ ✏

Username: Forever.Young

Images:

Why should I get to adopt Tangerine? Well first, she is beautifully drawn. I was scrolling through all the amazing adoptables, and she really caught my eye. She is just so perfect. All those oranges blend so nicely together. I absolutely love the little orange slice by her ear. I am going to keep her name because it's so perfect! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

My uses for her: She will be a character in some of the stories I am writing! I will give credit of course! I would also like to add her to my collection, she's just so amazing. I will also use her as my character reference in my roleplay. (Again with credit.) She will neeeevvvver, evvvveeerrrr, evvvveeerrr be given away. I just love her too much. ✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔

Tangerines personality: S\She is very sweet. She is always happy to lend a paw! She is a very happy dog! She gets hyper is she eats to many orange popsicles. Tangerine also tends to talk a lot. She is happy most of the time, and is always making others laugh. She is very goofy.

Tangerine's favorites:
Food: Orange popsicles
Drinks: Pink lemonade
Game: Connect 4
Movie: Lilo & Stitch

Book: The Lightning Thief
Song: Uptown Funk
favorite singer: Bruno Mars
Favorite band: Maroon 5

"Ok, well I should do Tangerines history right? "Hey, can I tell them? Can I, can I, can I?" Says an orange dog. "Oh, hey! Look everyone, *I point to the dog* it's Tangerine. I've been wondering when you would show up. You seem very hyper, have you been eating orange popsicles." "Maybe." "Ok, well let's start on your history, shall we? "Ok. Well, I was born into the fruit clan. Were a secret clan that lives in the jungles. We are a clan that is all about fruit. My mom was an orange fruit dog, and my dad was an apple fruit dog. Some stupid humans cut down our jungle for some mall. Most of the clan was separated.I looked for 7 months for someone else from my clan, never finding them. But I found you!" "Yes, you did *I say smiling.* Ok, well shall we rap it up?" "Yes. Well, it was nice being here, but I think I want to go drink some pink lemonade, now."

☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆