Pound of Love - JUDGING!! 155 kennels to adopt!

[Queen Vivane]

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Basic information

Username:
Queen Chrysalis

About me:

Greetings from England. I'm an adult female from the country that in history controlled over half the world. Why that bit of information you ask? Tis simply because I enjoy that knowledge and enjoy reminding people of it. Now I'm not a zealot or one who will blindly follow the material of my religion, I will proudly say that I am a Satanist. More specifically an atheistic one. Meaning I follow the rules and guidelines but do not believe in higher powers, good or evil. Had I been born near or around the time of the release of the film versions of the lord of the rings trilogy my name would have been Eowyn.

I'm badly Arachnophobic. Once while I was still a child I had a horrible experience in church (while I was still forced to go there by my primary school) where a spider literally almost crawled right onto me and my friend. I was left a tearful shaking wreck in the middle of the isle. We were both moved into a different pew to sit with some other girls who gently consoled me. That can still happen actually. My boyfriend loves spiders and loves to tell me when we voice chat "awwww there's a spider in my room, I'll call him bill/john." I tell him to shut up and end up wanting to punch him when he says "make me."

The fact that there are about a million different sexualities and "genders" drives me up the wall. Knowing people will deem me a monster because I'm heterosexual disgusts me to end. I greatly dislike being referred to as a "cis gender" person because CIS is an awful term that makes me feel like I'm an experiment in a laboratory, not an actual person. Just because the name for your gender was chosen by one of you does not mean that you can force a name of your choosing onto me for my gender.

I am an animal addict and absolutely adore almost every animal there is. Dogs and horses taking up the highest regard I have. I can literally go on for hours/all day about horses and have adored them ever since I was very small. Probably part of the reason why I love my little pony so much. Dogs are a big part of my life and I care so much about my beautiful dog Tara. I'm the type of person when told not do something just might do it anyway (that wouldn't apply to dangerous stuff of course) just the most often disobedience is letting my sweet doggie up onto the couch where she isn't supposed to go. Dad wants to keep it "doggy hair free" little impossible since she is mostly white and the hairs show up easily on almost everything xD

Reading and writing is a huge part of me and has been since I was little. Reading was always something I excelled at seeing as I jumped reading levels so quickly during primary school. Books have always been my safe heaven, it was a way to escape the people who tormented me day after day. I was bullied a lot during my childhood and also up until I left secondary school so I hid behind books and video games. To this day I still go nuts for a good book and an excellent video game. The fascination with writing came about a bit later in life. It was more in my early teens when I really got into writing.

I'm not a nice person. I dislike a lot of things and a lot of people. I'm a proud follower of the biggest bad pony blog I know about. It's hilarious just to see what people say in response to some of the outlandish designs that get on there.

Kennel number:
107

Why do you want this character?

Where will you use it, and what will you use it for?



Character information

Name:
Nienne

Where does her name come from?:
Nienne is originally a name I used for a character from dragon age awakening. A female human warrior who wields a greatsword. I didn't do much with her past the opening few quests.

Gender:
Female

Species:
Unicorn

Appearance:
Nienne is a pale green unicorn. She's rather tall and slender. Her eyes are sapphire blue

Alignment:

Fun facts about Nienne:

What would Nienne look and or be like in the human world (Aka Equestria Girls):

What does Nienne sound like?:

Occupation:
Archeologist

Preferred Pronouns:
Female

Theme Song:

Significant Other:
Now for this I can't really decide. I kind of like the idea of her hanging around with one of my bat pony stallion but at the same time I'm not so sure.

Cutiemark:
Chains

What's her special talent?:
Nienne's talent is seeing the chains that hold others down and helping those that are chained to shake off the bindings. In the beginning Nienne thought it meant she was good at bullying other ponies as when her mark appeared it was just after she'd gotten into a horrible fight with another filly at the park. She said cruel things to that filly, things which actually helped the filly to be better in herself.

Zodiac/s:

Dragon
Dragons have strong personalities. They are self -assured and confident in their own abilities. They do not suffer fools easily, and become impatient with people who they perceive throw in the towel too readily: for their own part, they can put up quite a fight.

Dragons are honest, and often speak their minds, even when this is not appropriate. They are popular if somewhat inconsistent, full of energy, charismatic and colourful, strong, enthusiastic and inspiring.

The dragon is averse to any form of routine, preferring the freedom to pursue his or her own agenda. Should a dragon feel imprisoned either mentally or physically they will become very erratic. Once in decline, a dragon tends to become lazy, fat and bitter.

The outspoken nature of the dragon, and their tunnel vision may make him or her appear brash. However, by nature the dragon is a romantic. http://www.psychicguild.com/Chinese-Horoscope/Dragon

Virgo
Virgos are often put down badly by many astrologers and written up as being fussy and narrow-minded. But when a Virgo shines, there is practically no sign to match their inner light. An in-tune Virgo is a treat to meet. When a Virgo is confident within themselves they are the most successful, structured and creative of all the signs.

Many Virgos can be found working in the "service to others" industries, ranging from welfare work, doctors, school-teachers through to practising natural forms of healing like massage, herbal remedies etc. One of the most magical characteristics of the Virgo is no matter how many times life or romance turns sour on them, they still manage to maintain faith in others, refusing to become cynical. There is ingenuity around this sign, a kind-heartedness, which unfortunately is sometimes played upon by others for their advantage. Virgos can often become victims of relationship power-games, where they are mistreated.

Creative and sensitive, Virgos are delicate people who, like rare and special orchids, require individual treatment to fully blossom into their true unique beauty. Shy, they are happy to allow others to take centre-stage and often generate their time and energy into making those they love happy or successful. http://www.psychicguild.com/horoscopes_ ... sign=Virgo

Tree:

Hazel
If you are born under the energy of the Hazel, you are highly intelligent, organized and efficient. Like the Holly, you are naturally gifted in academia, and excel in the classroom. You also have the ability to retain information and can recall, recite and expound on subjects you've memorized with amazing accuracy. You know your facts, and you are always well informed. This sometimes makes you appear like a know-it-all to others, but you can't help that; you're genuinely smart and usually know the right course of action because of your impressive knowledge base. You have an eye for detail, and like things to be “just so.” Sometimes this need for order and control can lead to compulsive behaviors if left unchecked. You have a knack for numbers, science and things that utilize your analytical skills. You like rules, although you are typically making them rather than playing by them. The Celtic tree astrology sign of Hazel joins harmoniously with Hawthorn and Rowan's. http://www.whats-your-sign.com/celtic-m ... -tree.html

Celtic Creature:

Salmon
I know, it's odd to have a fish among the Celtic animal symbols associated with the trees of the Ogham, but the salmon wins its place on this list because of its mystical powers, which it shares with the hazel tree. In the legends of Fionn, the salmon lives in a fathomless well of wisdom where it swirls up ripples of knowledge from which the righteous may drink. There are hazel trees surrounding that well, and the savvy salmon would eat the hazel nuts that dropped into the well. So what does that mean to you? Dive deep within your own inner well and swirl around in the inherent depth of wisdom that is at your core. Furthermore, the salmon asks you to eat of the fruit of fine wisdom. Let your mind only consume that which augers well-being, and discount all the rest (like nay saying, negativity, etc). http://www.whats-your-sign.com/symbolic ... -fish.html

Birthstone:

Peridot
Peridot is said to host magical powers and healing properties to protect against nightmares and to bring the wearer power, influence, and a wonderful year. As peridot is a gemstone that forms deep inside the Earth and brought to the surface by volcanoes, in Hawaii, peridot symbolizes the tears of Pele, the goddess of fire and volcanoes. Today, most of the peridot supply comes from Arizona; other sources are China, Myanmar, and Pakistan. This gemstone comes in several color variations ranging from yellowish green to brown, but most consumers are attracted to the bright lime greens and olive greens. Peridot, in smaller sizes, often is used in beaded necklaces and bracelets. http://www.americangemsociety.org/august-birthstones

Personality:
Nienne finds wonder in all things in the world around her, from the smallest creatures to the largest ones. She very much keeps to herself



Hobbies: Studying nature and ancient cites long since forgotten

Extras:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Flaws:

Favorites

Precious Stone:

Food:
Peanut butter and jam sandwich (My mother actually thinks this combo is a crime against humanity xD )

Tree:
Oak

Weather:
Pouring rain

Time of day:
Midnight

Drink:
For a non alcoholic drink, it's ribena.
For an alcoholic one it's a bloody mary.

Flower:
Orange blossom

Animal:
Wolf

Princess:


Book:


Place:


Insect:


Bird:

Musical Instrument:
The drums

Season:
Winter

Style of Music:
Drum and bass

Weapon:
She doesn't actually use weapons all that much. But for self defense reasons she did learn how to use a dagger if hoof to hoof failed.

Day of the week:
Tuesday

Fabric:
Cotton

Song:


Gemstone:

Secret Desire:

Family:

Friends:

Art:
revamp of character by Booklover
by me via http://ponylumen.net/games/3d-pony-creator/
by me using the rainy lolita game on dolldivine
Made using http://www.dolldivine.com/anime-couple-creator.php
Made using http://www.dolldivine.com/cursed-fairy-creator.php

terragon

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booklover789

Kennel number:
6

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Kennel number:
44

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Kennel number:
45

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Kennel number:
105

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Kennel number:
114

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Kennel number:
117

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Username:
booklover789

Kennel number:
4

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Species by Vantas., revamp by booklover789.

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[idiosyncrasy]

Image: (Below)
Username: BroUltima
Name: Zuke
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf
Rules to adopt:
Credit for the lines and design: [ http://wyndbain.deviantart.com/ ]
Here since round 14
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[Karma.]

Image: (Below)
Username: BroUltima
Name: Zuke
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf
Rules to adopt:
Credit for the lines and design: [ http://wyndbain.deviantart.com/ ]
Here since round 14
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(I made this on Doll Divine)

Hi,
We can't accept this cutie without another piece of art.



Using character creators, such as DollDevine, is fine, but there must be at least 1 other artpiece too, which is not made bu a creator. Only DollDevine as a reference will be turned down



Please supply another piece of art, and we shall take him. (:

[Piefan]

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Male • Earth • Adult

terragon

by Misconceptions

Username;;

Piefan. Apparently, I should be describing myself here, so... I hail from Singapore, and am bilingual (Apa khabar?), although I use English most frequently. I'm Malay - Javanese, to be specific, with some Minangkabau blood from my maternal grandfather. Though I barely follow the show anymore, only checking in when there are new episodes, I still consider myself a fan of MLP.

I'm rather long-winded by nature. Want to have a brief conversation about the best bakery to buy from? Too bad, you're spending an hour listening to me weigh the pros and cons of each store. I tried to go for brevity here, though - I doubt you want to read about me rattling on about how space is so nice and glorious and this character totally loves it.

Kennel;;

48

Why?;;

I could give you some deep, meaningful explanation as to why I connect with this stallion so much, but I'm about as good at philosophising as a six-year-old who isn't from Calvin and Hobbes. I'll just say this: the mare-to-stallion ratio in my OCs is downright ridiculous. 6:1, in fact. I'm trying to even it out a little.

That said, I'm rather unused to creating characters of this pony's type. Usually, my OCs are a lot more... tame. As in, without visible physical injuries, and with a rather plain past. But I'd like to try, and that I will.

What/where will this be used?;;

I'll most definitely roleplay him, and maybe write a story or two featuring him - on Chickensmoothie, for the most part, though I might add him on some other roleplay-based sites, if I find any new ones.

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Name;;

Compass Rose, technically. However, he dislikes the name - he finds it too feminine. He thus generally introduces himself as simply "Compass".

Name origin;;

"A compass rose, sometimes called a windrose, or Rose of the Winds, is a figure on a compass, map, nautical chart, or monument used to display the orientation of the cardinal directions—North, East, South, and West—and their intermediate points."

-Wikipedia


An obvious question - how did Compass's parents just look at a bright yellow colt at birth and declare, "I'll name him Compass Rose, because that's obviously what his cutie mark is going to be!" Although you could say that they did, in a sense, predict his future talent, this is more because of his heritage than anything else. His parents were cartographers, and they intended for Compass to end up the same.

Nicknames/Titles;;

As the name he goes by is already plenty short, people don't usually give Compass any nicknames. He's been jokingly referred to as 'Rosella' or similar names before, though.

Gender;;

Male, as he'll strongly assert. (And has been made rather obvious.)

Species;;

Earth pony

Cutie mark;;

A (stylized) compass rose for navigation.

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Disabilities;;

He's missing half of a hind leg, and an eye is covered in bandages. Even if the latter was not, it would still be useless - he was born blind.

Skills;;

Compass, in compensation for his lack of sight, has strong senses of hearing and smell. Apart from that, he obviously has a knack for navigation, it being his destiny and all. Through many methods - the wind, landmarks, and ambient noise are just a few - he can find his way around easily enough.

Compass has extremely quick reflexes and a great sense of intuition. He seems to emanate an aura of leadership, and it's not uncommon for ponies to choose to listen to him, even when his decisions are less than sound. He has a penchant for languages, speaking almost everything that Equestrians know.

Weaknesses;;

He cannot create anything that could be considered art, whether poetry or music. Even if he had any desire or ability to do so, he doesn't care for it. He has a lack of creativity in general; while not opposed to new ideas, he's seldom able to come up with them himself.

Compass has a tendency not to plan far ahead. He's more interested in the immediate effects than what will happen in the future. In general, he can't really detect lies - at times, he's unable to detect so much as plain sarcasm. Because of this, social interactions (particularly with snarky people) with him are often awkward. Not helping this fact is that he is ratehr detached from Ponyville society. He could tell you a thousand facts about its history, but ask him about the latest trend and he'll go blank.

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Residence;;

A small cottage near the edge of Ponyville. He isn't exactly rich, and that was the best he could afford.

Occupation;;

His former job could be summarised as an explorer - he went to uncharted territory and took down notes for cartographers to create maps based off. Though he does sometimes still do that (going to the Princesses' former castle in the Everfree Forest, for example, to find some lost artifact), these trips have become far less common. He mainly does odd jobs wherever he can find them.

Accessories;;

He often carries around a haversack containing basic medical equipment, such as plasters. (You never know when you could need it.) Though they don't really count as accessories, he also has bandages wrapped around his

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Likes;;

Geography, books (in Braille, of course), toponymy, and at one point, he was rather fond of athletics - although he's given it up, for obvious reasons, one being that running with a missing limb isn't easy. He loves nature in general, it not needing sight to enjoy, whether flora or fauna. Specifically, his favourite animal is the dog, for he admires its loyalty.

Although, for obvious reasons, he has never seen them, he loves space and constellations. Hearing about constellations and planets fascinates him, and

Dislikes;;

Uncertainty, laziness, ignorance, and oatmeal, as its taste disgusts him. He hates beauty or aesthetics getting in the way of practicality - if something can't be used, he doesn't care how nice it looks or sounds. He doesn't like ponies treating him differently, whether positively or negatively, just because of his blindness or missing leg. He wants to earn everything that he gets, rather than have it handed to him out of pity.

Compass also has a dislike (and mild fear) of the ocean; he can't swim, and its vastness frightens him. This may seem strange - space is far larger than any body of water on earth, yet he likes the former and fears the latter - but his logic is that you could fall into the ocean at any moment you're near it, and never be found. On the other hoof, it would be near impossible to ever get into space by accident.

Personality;;

Stubborn, resilient, and confident, Compass appears at first to be the picture of stereotypical masculinity, despite his disabilities. Even in the most dire of situations, he refuses to give up, striving for success - and often getting it. Despite what first impressions may lead you to believe, he's somewhat of a pacifist. Past experiences have taught him that, in most everyday situations, violence solves nothing, and he's willing to use other means to solve his problems.

At times, Compass can be cruel. He won't go out of his way to help someone he doesn't know, unless it ends up benefiting him one way or another. He seems to have an absolutely one-track mind - once he wants something badly enough, he'll abandon almost everything else to get it, ignoring the things going on around him.

Compass is very cautious and mistrustful, refusing to act until he has all the details of a given situation - which is probably part of the reason why he has so few friends. Having a first conversation with him is like being interrogated, and ponies find that irritating. Even past that, he has an annoying sense of self-righteousness, believing, regardless of evidence to the contrary, that any problem is never his fault.

Still, he is often a worthy ally - neither his loyalty nor his honesty can be denied. Heedless of the danger, he'll go through Tartarus and back for a friend.

History;;

(My apologies for the ridiculous pacing, especially in the later part of the history. I kinda sorta procastinated writing this form until, like, the last week, and I had to rush it... if I can do so before the deadline, I'll try and flesh it out properly.)

In the town of Ponyville, in the middle of spring, a colt was born to a pair of Earth ponies. The pregnancy was hard, and it was feared he would not survive birth, but - surprising as it was to most - he did. He was born blind, however, and amidst the cheer for a new foal, his parents felt a flicker of disappointment. Their son was supposed to be a cartographer like themselves, and how would a blind colt draw maps?

Still, they loved him all the same. He was named Compass Rose, something that had been decided long before his birth, though more often than not he was referred to as simply Compass. Neither mother nor father allowed his disability get in the way of his life - while they were not so stupid as to, say, order him to learn colours, if any task was at all possible without sight, he could do it. Although this was frustrating at times, it helped him develop skills and confidence.

Years passed without notice as he advanced through his childhood years, growing into a teenager. Following in his parents' hoofsteps, he began to study toponymy - the study of place names. (He found that most of the cities in Equestria were likely named while intoxicated.) He moved on, quickly, to other things related to the subject - geography, in particular, interested him.

Soon, his mother proposed an overnight hike through Winsome Falls, and he eagerly agreed. Given everything he was studying, this was not particularly surprising - he wanted to learn more about the place, and what better way than to go there himself?

It began as a run-of-the-mill trek through the land, with Compass's parents leading, and he himself observing the wildlife as he walked. Apart from the general enjoyment he derived from the landscape, there was plenty knowledge to be gained, all of which he planned on taking in.

When night fell, his parents, despite his insistence that they continue, decided to rest until the next morning. They needed sleep, they reasoned, and it would be hard to travel by the starlight. As they refused to let him go on his own, he had no choice but to stay with them, sitting by a crackling fire as his father told cheesy ghost stories.

When the trio turned in for the night, Compass lay awake, listening to the hoots of owls. Every sound seemed amplified with nothing to distract him - annoyingly so. Every Celestia-forsaken rustling of leaves, every bat's high-pitched squeak. He loved nature, but this was just irritating. Slipping out of his sleeping bag, he began to partake in any activity he could do alone, and making as little noise as possible. Practising his mental arithmetic, roaming the area nearby the campsite...

... mainly the latter. He walked in circles around it, occasionally stopping to examine some rock or dip his hoof in the nearby river. Gradually, the distance between him and the tents began to increase as he wandered further and further away.

Eventually, the time came when he decided he would need to head back. His parents were right to say that sleep was important - sure, he could function well enough without it, but he was better off getting a few hours of rest. However, after several minutes of trotting, he realised that he had no idea where he was. He hadn't been taking account of the direction in which he was going, after all, in his somewhat dazed state of mind.

The panic rose in him almost immediately. He was lost in the middle of an island at night, without having told anyone where he was going, and it was likely that there were some wild animals roaming arouhd. Still, he managed to calm himself down, beginning to think logically. He needed to get back - Compass had figured out that much - but how?

Then he heard the rushing of water. Recognising it, he walked towards the source; a long river. He had seen it near the campsite, right? That meant that, if he followed it, he might be able to find his way back. Quickly, he began to head downstream, his mind racing with worry all the while. What if he was going the wrong direction? What if he was to stay here for the rest of his life?

As he walked, however, the sound of soft, yet distinct, snoring made itself clear. For something he had complained about so often before, it was strangely relieving. He sped into a gallop, following the noise, until he nearly tripped over what he assumed was a sleeping bag. His one, judging by its size and shape. (Fine, there were probably a thousand others with that exact make, but that didn't occur to him at the time.)

It was at that moment that Compass got his cutie mark.

Sure, he couldn't see it, but years of being blind had given him rather impressive senses. And he could sense it - the magic that flowed through him, and the sudden realisation of his talent. Maybe this wasn't the best way to show that he was good in navigation, but he had managed, despite his lack of sight, to find his way around an unfamiliar island.

He wanted nothing more than to scream in delight, probably wake up his parents while he was at it, but he managed to keep his excitement in check, somehow managing to sleep as well. His slumber, however, was shallow, and at the first break of dawn, he was awake, practically bouncing on the spot.

It was a little awkward explaining how he had wandered off alone, but neither his parents commented on his discomfort. Almost instantly upon getting home, a party was held for this achievement.

As he continued to grow into a stallion, graduating from school, he found himself searching for work. He had no desire to have to depend on his parents financially for the rest of his life, and he doubted they would want to fully support him anyway.

A few weeks later, he was trekking through a jungle, taking down notes of its geography and significant landmarks. In summary, his parents really needed information for their maps, and Compass was the only one willing to help out. It felt rather strange, working for his own family, but it was better than nothing.

The trip went well, and he returned in one piece, if slightly injured. A few scrapes here and there, and a somewhat matted mane were the only signs that he had been through the wilderness.

He's still not entirely certain how it happened, but one month later, it had become almost common for him to go on these trips, not always to help out with mapping places. Sometimes to find some lost, rumoured treasure, sometimes to investigate strange happenings. He gained a small - and yet, given the fact that he was blind, impressive - reputation for his work, occasionally being approached for help.

For the most part, although somewhat dangerous, they didn't really result in permanent injuries --- until one expedition to the Everfree Forest. He had grown overconfident, having been mostly successful in the past. Even the name of the forest struck fear into the hearts of most ponies, but he was being offered a good amount of money for it. His objective was simple: find a plant said to grow deep in the forest, and bring it back for scientific research.

And so, he set off, the warnings of his parents in mind, and haversack on back. His family had ventured here before, albeit only near its borders, meaning that for the first few metres, he had directions on the safest route to use.

It was a long trip, but by the third night, he had found the flora he had been seeking. Satisfied, he returned to the safest place he could find in the forest - a small clearing, surrounded by trees and inhabited by few. The thick canopy of leaves above prevented light from penetrating it, but it also prevented bad weather from bothering him.

Compass settled into a brief, light sleep, his haversack beside him. As he dozed, however, a manticore emerged from the trees, and hearing the rustling of the bushes, he awoke. When he did, the beast was already mere feet from him. And then it roared, swinging a heavy paw in a missed attempt to hit him.

Resisting the urge to panic, he recalled everything he knew about the creatures. Due to their poisonous tail, impressive strength, and speed, they were a trickly foe to beat, but it wasn't impossible to get out alive. Movements frantic, he drew his knife from his bag, then darted several metres backward.

The resulting battle was long, bloody and violent. Though he managed to narrowly dodge most of its attacks, it had scored several scars on his legs, and even stabbed him in the eye with its tail. This, and his fatigue, made it difficult to fight, but he managed to get away with his haversack and his life.

Too pumped up to sleep, he decided to continue backtracking home, though he stopped under a tree to tend to his many wounds. Though the hit to his eye did little to hinder him, since he did not use his sight at all, he treated it anyway, albeit rather sparingly. Biology had never been his strong point, but the injury would probably come back to bite him somehow.

Then, there was his legs. He was pretty sure that the manticore had swiped them with its tail, meaning that the cuts may have been injected with poison. Nerves made his mind frazzled and his hooves shaky, but he just barely remembered everything he had learned on the subject. He tried to extract as much of the venom as he could, but he was uncertain whether he fully succeeded.

Despite the fact that he was going at nearly the same speed as he usually did, the trip back home felt painfully slow. Fear gripped him every step of the way, and he spent hours each day hiding from the creatures of the Everfree. His hind leg, in particular, gave him plenty trouble. It was only due to the natural endurance of an Earth pony that he managed to keep standing for the whole of the journey.

When he at last reached Ponyville, he headed almost instantly for the town clinic, so as to get his wounds treated. Though he was, initially, just expecting a brief check-up, the doctor insisted that he should be hospitalised - his leg had, indeed, been poisoned, and when it came to manticores, the antidote was nigh-impossible to find. Though Compass was reluctant, he soon came to the conclusion that he was likely to die otherwise, and a few days later, he was lying in a hospital bed.

(His parents visited, multiple times, but each time, it was short and awkward.)

Not that he was happy about it - tests were constantly conducted, and he would have liked nothing more than to leave and head back home. Still, he had no choice but to simply go along with them, lying in bed for most of the time.

And then, a sudden, excruciating pain shot through him, starting at his leg and working its way up the rest of his body. For all his usual strength, it felt as if he could die right then and there. Then he fainted. When he awoke, his doctor was looking over him, with a grave look on his face. He announced that the leg would have to be amputated - the poison, otherwise, would spread to the rest of his body, and thus kill him.

Given his usual athleticism, one can imagine the grief he felt upon hearing the news. The next time his parents visited, they had a long discussion on the matter, and they attempted to comfort him - though it was, largely, futile. Regardless, he realised that it was either his limb or his life, no matter how much he hated it.

[Eleya]

design by Roan., lines by ...Katira...
terragon

Basic information
Username:
Eleya
Yes, its me again. After being able to help out judging last time, I feel I somehow improved on my way of doing a form. I even learned a little more on coding. Im still not the one who is able to make a form look awesome, but at least I could get the likes and dislikes on two different sides. Well, I will try to get better with my forms even more in future, though I mostly have limited time. Leaving home at 7 am and getting home at 9 pm makes me have little time for being around on CS. Anyways, I guess you all know me little already and I want to something more to tell next time, so this shall be enough about me for now.
Kennel number: 58
Why do you want this character?
Yeah, thats quite a good question. You know, I never liked ponys. Im absolutely not into the MLP fandom and I never wanted to own one. Yeah, and then I saw Lethal Injection being donated... And I really fell for her. Might it be, because of her colours, or because of her theme song. I do love both. I worried about the form even before going to sleep. I felt I would need to set up the most amazing form ever to get her, because I saw lots of amazing forms out there, who also wanted to get this beauty. It would nearly not let me get any sleep for some days. Well, after sleeping quite bad, I wanted to just give up on her, because I would never have a chance. But well, I decided not to give up on this wonderful girl. I decided to get the best up I can. I let you decide now, weather this is enough or not.
I even got myself a few other ponys so Leth could have some company. I do now really like to draw pony style, just because its lots easier than trying to do a realistic horse. Lethal Injection inspired me to try out on MLP style and Im really glad she did. She made me draw her with background and shading, what I never thought I could do. Well, and Im so proud of how it turned out. Thanks Leth for motivating me. And if I dont win her, I would feel honoured if the winner would take the pic.
Where will you use it, and what will you use it for?
I guess I will have to get a little more into the MLP fandom. She will make me read about it and maybe watch something. Just so I can get a story about her up, that really fits into the universe she comes from. I do still want her to stay the way Roan. described her.

She is a blood magic user and doesn't think twice about killing a pone

I feel this is not what the creators of MLP wanted their characters to be like, but its more realistic. In every world are some that dont follow the rules. Some that are different and I cant see a world where everyone is happy... (Sorry if Im completely wrong, but I only saw one episode and got to see a world full of love, music and friendship. No world is that perfect.). I also dont want to make her the over all bad one. She will have friends and will be able to love them, but she will also have a cold heart for all the others. I dont want her to get into the overall dark section, but also not into the overall white one.

Character information
Name:
Lethal Injection
She is mostly called Injection for short, but currently two ponys are allowed to also call her Leth. Its only her grandma and a really close friend.
Gender:
Female
Though she is not the girlie type. She always says her parents wanted a boy first and thats why they became something like her.
Date of birth:
31.October.1990
Zodiac Sign:
♏ Scorpio
Chinese Zodiac Sign:
Horse
Theme Song:
Maroon 5 - Animals
Sexuality:

Skills:
Lethal Injection has the power to use bloodmagic. That means her spells take the power from the blood inside her horn. If she uses a spell, she will loose some of the liquid inside her horn, and get weaker. That means she will have to refill it, to be able to keep up her powers. The most common spells she uses are paralysing ones. It uses little blood and helps her get more than it takes.
Lethal Injection is a really fast and persistent pony. She can run long distances in quite a short time. It helps her follow other ponys to take some blood from them. If she cant catch them, how would she be able to get what she needs for her spells?
She is not very strong though. She has her magic to defend herself. Even to carry heavy things around if needed. So why be able to carry them around without magic?
Lethal Injection is quite smart. She knows lots about the world. Places, species, traditions, and lots more. In school she was one of the best. She was interested in nearly every single subject. Only a few where a huge mysterium to her. Music and arts. What would beautiful pictures be useful for? And why would someone really want to play an instrument? Aren't these always annoying?
Something she never understood was jokes. Sarcasm is not one of her skills. It never gets through to her. And she doesnt even get why others seem to love it. Why say something that isnt true. Thats also why she has hard times lying.

↞ baby I'm praying on you tonight ↠

Personality:
Lethal Injection is a really withdrawn character. She hates being around lots of others. She has hard times trusting others and can be very wary. She prefers to do stuff on her own and only accepts the help of really close friends. She also has hard times making friends and alsways says she doesnt need any more. There are a few ponys that mean anything to her. She would never want to loose them and its one of her biggest fears. Everyone that hurts them will be hurt to. Nobody is allowed to harm them in any way. She would even protect them with her life.
The rest of the ponys means little to nothing to her. She is uncaring about their destenies and only uses them as "prey" sometimes. Not that she wanted to get rid of them. She needs them in some way. But why help someone you have never seen and never cared for before? She would let houses burn down without even being shocked to have seen it. It makes others mumble she would be cold-hearted. And they might even be right. She is not able to feel sorry for others. Not able to understand why others seem to care for everyone they meet. When a pony asks her how she feels, Injection feels uncofortable answering them. Why would they want to know? They just have met? She gets no sence in small talk and tries to avoid it when ever she can. There is no sence in talking about the weather. We can all see it.
When talking to those she doesnt care for, she can be really gruff. Also to her friends sometimes, when she cant control her anger. There is little things that really get her angry, but be aware if she is in a bad mood.
Leth is very ambitious. She wants to learn more spells and get even more powerfull every day. Also knowledge is a big thing for her. Wanting to know more and more, books are kind of her best friends. Injection can spend hours reading without getting tired of it. She also likes to visit the library. Its a silent place with little others. No need to talk to anyone. Only spending some time with new books to discover.
The animals in the forest she lives in, mean more to her than the other ponys. Injection likes to be around them, because they are never annoying, never talk bad about her behind her back and never give her a feeling she doesnt belong there. She would never take the animals blood for her magic, because in her eyes, they are worth more than ponys. There is only one exception. Butterflys. What are these useful for? They remind her of the girls in school that were simply pretty and thought they were something better. Spiders are so much more like her. Not liked by most and still great creatures. Injection adores the beauty of their webs and how they hunt their prey.

↞ hunt you down, eat you alive ↠

Relations:
Purple Illusion
She is Lethal Injections mother. Since Injection grew up with her grandmother, she does not know her mother that well. She does feel nothing but little anger when she thinks of her. First because Deathly Sin telling her, Purple Illusion didn't want her to get as strong as she is now. Second because she cant believe a pony so soft and weak would be her mother.
Twilight Trigger
He is Lethal Injections father. Same as with her mother, Leth has little to no contact to him. He seems stronger than her mother, but still she can't belive to be his daughter. She feels he is somehow afraid of what his daughter became, instead of being proud.
Deathly Sin
She is Lethal Injections grandmother and Illusions mother. Adored an loved to no end by the young girl. No one is allowed to speak bad about her. Sin is more a mother to Injection than her real mother is.
Grey Cardinal
He is Lethal Injections grandfather and father to Illusion. Lethal Injection never got to know him, since he died before she was born. Sin always told her it was the sadness about seeing his daughters powers go to waste thet made him get weaker and let an illness take him away. Injection isnt sure weather to belive the stories, but she would never loose any bad word about him.
Sweet Misery
She is Lethal Injections grandmother and mother to Trigger. Leth has only seen her very little, since Sin and Misery dont like each other at all. But well, the beloved grandma Sin will have her reasons, so Injection doesnt like her that much aswell.
Don Dancer
He is a Lethal Injections grandfather and father to Trigger. Injection didnt see him that often aswell. She though thinks he is quite cool. She loves the hat he wears and hopes he would one day gift one to her. But well, since the family is quarreling, she hardly gets any presents besides the ones from Sin.
Dragons Breath
She is quite a close friend to Lethal Injection. They met each other when they where really young. Dragon was the only other pony Deathly sin accepted arround their house in the trees. And Dragon was the only pony not thinking Injection is really weird. She was always fscinated by blood magic and really wanted to be a Blood Moon offspring too. Next to deathly Sin, Dragon is the only pony allowed to call her Leth.
Sunset Freedom
She is a pony Lethal Injection met at her walks through the forest in the evening. The time around sunset is Freedoms favourite time, and so they nearly meet every day to walk a little together. Freedom doesnt know much about Injection. Maybe she will find out about the blood magic one day. But will Freedom be able to still be friends with Lethal Injection then?
Arctic Sky
He was a "prey" once. Lethal Injection took some of his blood for her blood magic back then. He is really afraid of her since then. Always when he sees her, he tries to flee. Injection though cant understand why he is always running away. She thinks it wasnt that bad at all and she didnt even hurt him.
Blood Moon
She is the first pony who had the liquid horn. She is an ancestor to Lethal Injection and something like a godess to all the liquid horn carriers.

↞ just like animals ↠

History:
They lived in a small cottage near the cursed forest. Always knowing Deathly Sin was watching them.
"She is your mother. She would never do any harm to her granddaughter, would she?", Twilight Trigger asked. Purple Illusion took her baby closer. She looked worried out of the window. "I don't know...", she said, watching the trees shake in the storm outside.
Suddenly a strong wind blast let the door of the little cottage open. It crashed against the wall with a horribly loud noise. "She is here!", Purple Illusion whispered, hiding behind her husband. Twilight Trigger stared at the open door and said loud but with a trembling voice: "What do you want Sin?" A dull green pony with black white and neon green hair entered the cottage. She had an evil smile on her face. "You know what I want Trigger. Give her to me!", she said. Purple Illusion screamed: "We never will Mum!" "Ah well... Then I will have to take her from you by force. What a pitty.", the older mare said, "she just has to much power, to let it go to waste, like you did Illusion." Deathly Sins horn started to glow. While the other two adult ponys screamed in fear, the liquid inside of Sins horn started to come out and drew one circle around Purple Illusion and one around Twilight Trigger. When the horn stopped glowing, the liquid still did. The two ponys inside the circles were not able to move anymore.
Deathly Sin picked the baby out of it's mothers arms and said: "No worries Lethal Injection. I will make you stronger than your mother could ever have."

"Leth! Time to get up and study some more spells!", Deathly Sin shouted. Lethal Injection took a look out of the window. The sun seemed far to strong this day. All the trees outside showed their brightest colours. "What a horrible day.", Injection thought, "I'd rather sleep some more..." But her grandma called for her again. So she got up and left the huge tree they lived in. "Good morning grandma."
"Morning? You must be joking. Its nearly noon. You get a real night owl."
"Sorry grandma. I was up quit elong last night. And it was way more comfortable than this sunny day..."
"I can so much understand you dear, but we will have to keep at least some things that make us seem like normal ponys. You know, they watch us close enough by now."
"I know...", Injection let her head sink. Why couldnt those other ponys understand they were different? She noticed them whispering behind her back. Things about killers and bad witches. But when they needed something, they would come and ask for help and magic. Stupid people. Why would they need them? Ah yes... They needed their blood...
A day like this could only get worse. And the worse showed up in her mothers form. "Injection my little girl, wont you come visit us again some day?", Purple Illusion said full of hope. Lethal Injection answered: "Oh mother, I thought you would have gotten it. I dont need you. Not you, not father. My home is here, and I am happy here. You will never be able to get me back to that stupid cottage. Just accept it." Illusion was really sad to her her daughter saying those words. She didnt hear them for the first time, but they still hurted that much.

"Are you sure, you can be that harsh to your mother?", Dragons breath asked. The sun was finally going down and Lethal Injection just wanted the darkness coming back. She thought about Dragons words a little, but then she answered: "Yes, why not?! I mean, she didnt want me to become a blood magician. She can see how strong I am, but instead of being proud, both of them want me to stop. Whats wrong with them? Mother would have the power too. Why doesnt she use it?"
"Maybe she is afraid?"
"Are you?"
"Never! Your power is so cool!"
"See? So why would she be? I mean, she is my mother. She always knew who I am, and what I would be able to do."
"Dont worry to much about this Leth. You have your grandma. I feel she is really proud of you."
"I know.", Lethal Injection said, and smiled for the first time on this day.

During the night she heard strange noises. Lots of ponys were around their home tree. They had torches with them and seemd in a very bad mood. Lethal Injection sighed. Not again. She would make them leafe. Hopefully for longer than the last few times. So she went out and entered a predrawn circle. She held her head high and whispered a few words. Blood came out of her glowing horn and started to fill the lines of the circle. Her horn and all the blood glowed brightly.
The other ponys shouted at her. "Witch!" "Bastard!" "Leave our forst!" And that were the nicer things. Leth just ignored them. A wind came up. It was a slight breeze first but it got stronger every second. Some ponys screamed: "Stop that witch! We are not afraid!" "Not now.", Lethal Injection thought, "but you will be, as always. And then come back one day, and it all starts from the beginning. I shall get rid of you for ever some day." Then she turned around and went to bed again.


design by Roan., art by me

Likes, dislikes:

Likes:
+ night
+ silence
+ wind
+ forests
+ clouds
+ rocks
+ plums
+ pumpkins
+ graveyards

Dislikes:
- noise
- overall sunny days
- people
- oranges
- heat
- children
- clowns
- butterflys

[Red weasel]

Image:
Username: Red weasel
Name: Trix
Gender: female
Species: goat
Rules to adopt: -As i didn't make the pet, I prefer you not change the design to much.
-If you no longer want her, do not sell her, send her back here, to to another agency.
-You can change the gender and name.
-you can a her your fursona
-You don't have to, but I'd appreciate if you pm me if you win her, so i know who won her.
Credit for the lines and design: designs by sphinxriddler
Here since round 14
facialwipes

[wucaian]

Basic Information
Username:
wucaian
Kennel number:
3
Why do you want this character?
I love their design. I really like fantasy creatures, I find myself drawing fantasy animals or animals in fantastical situations a lot of the time.
Where will you use it, and what will you use it for?
I'd probably use him in art.

Character Information
Name:
Haru
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Easy going and kind Haru could be described as a “go with the flow” kind of guy. Even though he has a calm nature he can act silly and wild at times. He can often be found running about the hillsides of his home and chasing fireflies at night. He loves water in any form, and when it rains he will often be seen dancing in the downpour or splashing through puddles. He is also patient. He also isn’t someone who fidgets while waiting. He can sit still and soak up the atmosphere while waiting for what comes next. Being a nature spirit his lifespan is much longer than that of a human’s, around four or five times longer. He knows that opportunities will most likely come again so he doesn’t stress the little things.
History:
Haru is a nature spirit. His mother was a plant spirit and his father was a rather powerful river spirit. He was born in a very rural area that at the time had a small human presence. Despite his father’s blood Haru did not develop any extraordinary powers. He has the ability to help plants grow but his magic is not very strong. He could make a patch of shoots grow tall and bloom, but he couldn’t spontaneously regenerate an area ravaged by fire. The first human he interacted with was a young boy who was hiking in the woods with his parents. The child was about six and he seemed to be having a lot of fun on the outing. He was running ahead of his parents, exclaiming over all the things he saw: the fish in the stream, a patch of wild flowers, and a butterfly that brushed past his head. He ran so far ahead of his parents, lost in exploration, that he lost them. His parents became frantic. Haru saw all of this and went to where the child was playing. He stepped out from behind the bushes and stood watching the boy, who was bent over some beetles walking along the ground. The child finally turned and, when he saw Haru, his face broke out into a delighted smile. A fox, a fox, he had cried. He ran forward and squatted down in front of Haru. Haru sniffed the child’s outstretched fingers and then the boy began petting Haru. Haru backed up and waited for the boy to follow him. The boy got up and Haru slowly led him closer to where his parents were searching for him. When the boy could hear the parents’ voices, Haru disappeared among the vegetation. He watched from a distance as the parents found the boy and he excitedly told them about the fox he had played with. As he grew he had more dealings with humans, but unlike some nature spirits, did not develop a dislike of them. If he finds people lost in his home he does his best to guide them safely back to where they came from. He moved away from home when he got older and took up residence in a place with lots of meadows filled with wildflowers. The area is hilly with and surrounded by forests. The meadows are wide and have lots of tall grass. Haru’s den is under the roots of a tree at the edge of one of the meadows. There isn’t a large body of water but there is a river within the forest. The area is very secluded but there is a town on the other side of the ridge. While he doesn’t mind the presence of humans, he didn’t want to live in a place crowded with them. He might visit an inner city park, but he wouldn’t move there.
Likes, dislikes:
Haru likes spending time in nature. He spends his days wandering the hills and beautiful open spaces of his new home. He loves wide open spaces where he can run. He also likes the rain; and just water in general. Haru dislikes dogs. He finds them noisy and unappealing to be around. He also dislikes fire. He knows it rejuvenates the land. But it’s also loud and scary and dangerous for animals.
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