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[koushi.]

codeword. themusicofthebells

username. My name is » Asterous « (now crutchie_), but feel free to call me aster. I'm a freshmen in high school this year with big dreams of becoming a veterinarian or/and an author. I love to create in all ways possible, writing or reading or drawing. I love to write and i have written competitively in the past, going to state finals one year! I have many favourite books; the scorpio races, yellow fever, and the maze runner series among many. my favorite movies are the maze runner trilogy, any and all superhero related movies, and pretty much anything else. I'll watch anything :) I'm actually an old adopter here with only one character, Keagon.

why do you want this character?
I am always on the lookout for new characters to add to my collection, and this girl just seemed to call out at me for some reason. Her creepy design and intriguing occupation as a voodoo priestess really gave me a lot of room to toy around with different backstory ideas. The eye of Horus symbol on her eye provoked the idea of Egyptian Demi-God and I just ran with it! I'm also trying to make my character family more diverse and I think this girl would do that very nicely.

where would you use it? what for?
I would mainly do drawings and writings about her not online, but would try and commission people to draw her amazing design! Her stories would be more in-depth about her relationship with her parents, childhood stories, stuff like that.

kennel #. 12
name. Amunet
name meaning & origin. goddess of mystery in egyptian mythology
age. unknown
gender. female
species. anthro wolf (demigod)
sexual orientation. asexual
romantic orientation. aromatic

personality.

Amunet, despite being an immortal Egyptian demigod, is actually quite nice to be around. She likes to meet and be around strangers and meet then more if possible, but she decides very quickly whether she likes you are not. If she does like you, she is usually like a mother figure to all of her acquaintances (she claims that having friends is a waste of time). Net will try and understand problems and help with them if she can as fast as possible. She always feels bad if there's nothing she can do to help. It gives her the feeling that she didn't prove herself worthy of being that person's friend and will do something big to try and win back their friendship. It usually ends in something on fire or a zombie dog. It just never works out well. Amunet is very curious about many things, whether it be when something was built or a new person in town. She'll usually investigate further until she is satisfied with her information. This usually causes a lot of sleep deprivation for Net. Amunet also doesn't judge anyone for anything. She believes that what a person decides to do with their life doesn't affect her life at all and she just moves on. Now if she likes you and not your life choices, she'll bother you until the day you die! And then she'll bother you in the afterlife!

Though there are many things to like about Net, there is also the negative things that aren't as appreciated. Sometimes she'll get into this mood and become even more cold and brooding than usual. She doesn't mean to do it, she just goes through a crisis. See, she remembers that all of her acquaintances are mortal. They will die and she won't. It just reminds her that you shouldn't get too attached to anyone, even if you feel strongly for them. Feeling weakens you. Net is also known to be quite the cautious type. She will only approach new people if they "feel" right to her. When she does meet someone new, she goes into what her acquaintances call "The over-protective parent frenzy". It's like the one over-protective mother who wants to know every little detail about her daughter's boyfriend before they go to. Only Net is the mom and the person in question is the boyfriend. She also has a wonderful sense of sarcasm and overall disinterest in people's feelings. If you had a nickel for every time she'd made someone cry, you'd be able to buy the moon.

likes. crickets, baseball (?), music, Egyptian culture, her job, nighttime, long books, visiting her mother.

dislikes. cats, water, gunshots and loud noises, certain people, love, violence, her father.

history.


The day was quiet. Well, as quiet as a cafè in New Orleans usually is, that is. The building was warm and inviting up until she walked in the door. A black hooded cloak lay upon her shoulders, her eyes seemed to drive themselves into the people around her, and her black hair seemed to blend in with the cloak she was wearing. She sat down at the bar in the center of the cafè and took down her hood, revealing the odd tattoo on the right side of her face. The bar tender smiled as she saw one of her regulars to the joint. Even if said regular was a creepy voodoo women who scared everyone in New Orleans. But it was part of her job to be respectful to every one who walked through the doors. "evening dear." The woman said in her heavily accented voice, lacing her fingers together and setting them up on the table top. "Hello Amunet. The usual?" she offered as she grabbed a glass. Amunet held up her hand up, signalling to the tender that she did not. "Actually.." The mysterious woman started, curving her body into a more relaxed position.
The bar-tender felt a bit uneasy. Amunet flicked her devilish heterochoromic eyes to the nervous womans eyes. "I want to tell you a story....."

It was a quiet night in the streets of New Orleans besides one lone house in the countryside. A young mother sat in a candlelight room cradling her newborn daughter. The young girl was not.. as you say.. normal. She looked like a wolf pup besides her human-like anatomy. Various white markings adorned her body. The child's father stood warily in the doorway, his canine ears were pricked as he watched over his small family. The mother looked up at her mate, a small smile laced on her lips. "What shall we name her, Anubis?" she asked softly. Anubis's snout twitched and he shifted his amber eyes to his daughter. "She shall be called Amunet. And whether or not my brothers and sisters agree with my decision, she will be protected." he said in his rough voice, walking over his wife and crouching beside her to see his child better. At that moment the two eyes opened, blinking a few times and then revealing the blood red pupil and the misty gray pupil to the world. The mother turned to her mate, a sudden look of dread overtook her features. "How shall she walk among humans? People will sure notice her." She asked, running her fingers along her daughters ear. Amunet squealed at this action, flailing her tiny claws at the threat, making her father smile. He stood up and walked to a nearby dresser drawer and opened it, pulling out a black cloak. The mother smiled out of confusion at her lover. "What is that?" she asked as Anubis walked back to her. "This will keep her safe." he assured her. The young couple looked upon the baby in wonder as the night drug on. When morning came, the jackal headed man was gone. And the young mother had the task of raising the forsaken daughter of death.

The years rolled on and Amunet grew into a young woman with high ambition, wanting to become a healer like her mother. She would watch in curiosity and wonderment as her mother chanted and waved her hands in a fashion that, to most, would seem like the girl was mental. But the ways of voodoo were a strange art that was not for all to witness. Her mother taught young Amunet the trade and was pleasantly surprised at how much she learned in a short amount of time. When the half-goddess was twenty-three years of age, her told her of her father and the powers over humanity she possessed. She was essentially a reaper, taking souls and leading them down to the underworld in order to be judged alongside her father. Amunet was mortified at first by the new information, but with her mother's careful guidance and coaxing, she learned to use her devilish ability for good, not evil. She went to college for two years only and gave it up to take care of her mother, who'd grown ill.

The first time Amunet saw her father was on a lonely night in July. It was hot, humid, and she sat by her mother's bedside. The only noise was the uneven breathing of a dying women and the annoying buzzing of mosquitoes outside the dirty cabin windows. Her fur held a bronze tint as the light from the dying candle illuminated it, her paw placed protectivly over her parent's. She didn't even notice he'd walked into the room until she heard a deep voice boom. "My daughter.. how you've grown." Immediately she turned on the voice's owner, startled and not in any mood for visitors. Her anger and hostility soon gave way into confusion and shock as she saw that the intruder looked like her. A skinny snout, jet black fur, and golden tattoos ran over the exposed skin. "Father." "Yes my little Amunet."
Amunet stared at him in disbelief. "Why are you here?" She asked, feeling her stomach drop in her stomach as she answered her own question before her father did. "You're here for her.. aren't you?" She whispered and her father nodded, a mournful look in his eye. "I am. She is human, unlike us, she doesn't live forever." He said quietly, putting a comforting hand on the shaken girl's shoulder. She flinched at his touch but didn't make any attempt to move away. She looked down as the floor suddenly seemed very interesting, but her father tilted her face back towards him, amber eyes now very somber. "Listen my daughter." He said sternly, making sure she was listening. "You have the power of death at your paws and the power to visit the underworld when you want. You aren't seeing her for the last time." He growled to her. Amunet shook her head away and glanced at the floor before looking back up. Her father was gone and upon inspection, her mother's pulse had ceased.

At this point the bartender was very interested in the story, propping her head on her elbows as Amunet finished her story. "Does that mean.. you are.." She began, but the voodoo woman across from her held up a hand. "It is only a story dear." Amunet said with a smile, getting out of her seat and pulling her hood over her head. "You decide whether you believe it or not. But what you've heard today is my past and is not to be repeated to any soul. Understood?" The bartender, seeing the ferocity in the lady's voice nodded her head. The woman nodded, satisfied, and exited the building. The light feeling in the small Louisiana café returned as the woman left, and the bartender was left alone in her thoughts.


» extras.

full name. Amunet Lorel Brown

fur color. Red and black, white markings.

birthday. Unknown, around October

eye color. Red and Gray

zodiac animal. Boar

defining features. Her tattoos

zodiac sign. Libra

height. 6'9

favorite animal. Jackal; the symbol of her father

favorite time. 3:00 AM

favorite tv show. Doesn't watch much tv

quirks. Mumbles in Egyptian, chews her claws.

favorite drink. Orange juice (?)

music choice?. Classical, 50's and back.

favorite game. Is voodoo a game?

favorite book. War Horse

favorite movie. Likes the exorcist.

wants to visit?. Egypt

favorite food. Pastries

favorite activity. Again, voodoo?

favorite color. Black & Red

favorite school subject. Gym

[koushi.]

codeword. themusicofthebells

username. My name is » Asterous « [now crutchie_], but feel free to call me aster. I'm a freshmen in high school this year with big dreams of becoming a veterinarian or/and an author. I love to create in all ways possible, writing or reading or drawing. I love to write and I have written competitively in the past, going to state finals one year! I have many favourite books; the scorpio races, yellow fever, and the maze runner series among many.
My favorite movies are the Maze Runner series, any and all superhero related movies, and pretty much anything else. I'll watch anything :) I'm actually an old adopter here with only one character, Keagon.

Why do you want this character?
I've actually had eyes on Rolo for a while now, but I couldn't seem to find the right plotline or muse for him. That was until I decided it was time to relax and just go with what I felt fit him. But honestly, who could resist this gorgeous boy? His little face just screams, "Adopt me because I'm a literal cinnamon roll!!". The design is also very eye catching, even though it might not be the most flashy design. I'm a sucker for characters with the brown base coat with little unnatural markings scattered here and there. Plus those ears are literally the cutest thing ever oml.

Where would you use it? what for?
I would primarily use him outside of CS (not on other sites, just in real life ^^) and would give him lot's of love and attention. He would get art and writing pieces mainly all done by me. If I could afford it, I'd definitely get someone else to draw his sweet little face. The writings would mainly be about his college life and all of his interactions with other people. I haven't thought about putting him in a major story...yet.

Kennel #. 3
Name. Rolo
Name meaning & origin. x
Age. Roughly 20
Gender. Male
Species. Rottweiler
Sexual orientation. Demisexual [definition here, if you're curious c:]

Personality.

Rolo is ultimately the most gentle creature you'll ever have the pleasure of knowing. He is a very kind-hearted dog who feeds on others being happy. He always puts the needs of those close to him before his own to reassure himself that they're being taken care of. It worries him if he doesn't think that everythings okay. Rolo is also a very perky, very jolly fellow. Even if things couldn't go any more wrong, Rolo can always be counted on to have some optimistic remark on the tip of his tounge.

Rolo is a very gentle creature, as you've seen above, but he sometimes doesn't realize how big he is. He loves to have contact with people; hugs, shoulder pats, cuddles, just being near people. What he doesn't realize is the person he's hugging is slowly being suffocated. Of course, nobody ever actually gets suffocated. Rolo will just apologize three-hundred times and then try and correct himself the next day. It is hard for him though because he shows affection through touch and it makes him feel that the person isn't getting enough love. He's a big sap too.

Though he is always bouncing around and talking to everyone like it's his grandmother, Rolo is actually quite insecure about himself and how others see him. It isn't uncommon for him to ask his friends if he annoys them or if there's anything they don't want him to talk about anymore. It makes him feel that he won't drive them away because he talks about his interests too much. Also, while it may seem that he is the type of guy to take the lead on something, that is not even remotely true. Rolo prefers to stick to staying in the background in event of conflict. Confrontation scares the living daylights out of him and he will never instigate it. Ever. With that being said, it might surprise you to learn that he is quote stubborn and won't budge from his opinion no matter what. He never says anything against the other guy's opinion, he just calmly explains why he believes he is right and won't back down from an argument. Also, once in preschool, he refused to give a swing up to another student and a teacher had to physically drag him off the swing. He's a very odd little dog.

> a little insecure c
> follower c
> stubborn c

likes. other people, noise, flowers, odd smells, babies, salt and vinegar chips, country music.
dislikes. blood, extreme heat, drastic changes, being by himself, awkward silence, meanies.

history.
Rolo was born in the dusty town of Santa Fe, NM to a single mother. His father was absent through his childhood, but that wasn't a major issue to Rolo. He was raised on a small dairy cow ranch where he learned that real cow tails don't taste like the candy. Yes, he actually did that. Rolo's mother really was surprised by the amount of energy her little pup possessed, and loved him to death. When he was three, his aunt came to live with the two and became little Rolo's idol. He would follow her everywhere, much to his aunt's annoyance. It sometimes would make her snap at the little pup, but she knew he meant well. Rolo never really minded his aunt's words. Because of the family's low income at the time, he was homeschooled until about the seventh grade. Walking into school on the first day was great for Rolo, as he'd already developed an early passion for school and learning.

In middle school, Rolo was very athletic as he did track and softball but also did things like choir. When he got to his freshman year, he continued all three, but dropped softball and picked up drama. He met a lot of his friends through his extra activities, but also had a few negative experiences as well. When he first got onto the softball team in high school, some of the seniors thought it would be funny to give the freshman a hard time. When they would play catcher when Rolo was up to bat, they'd just tease him and mess up his focus, causing him to strike out. They eventually apologized and Rolo accepted it, even though it stung. He would tell people that it was all a joke and it didn't really matter. He left softball to do something that he'd always found fun; Drama. In Drama was where he really found himself. His choir skills really helped when he'd do the musicals, and his athletic skills prevailed in the dance numbers. After putting on the production of "Grease" (He played Tony Zucco and loved it!), he decided that he wanted a job in the arts and nothing was going to stop him. So he did Drama, Chior, and Track for the rest of high school, earning a scholarship in the process.

Now studying theater in his hometown of Santa Fe, Rolo is a big personality on his campus. He is best friends with almost all his professors and most of the students at his school he knows in some way or another. He has high hopes of one day doing Broadway shows in New York even if he is working at a grocery store part-time and a bookstore part-time. He wants to pursue his dream and wants to land the dream role of Danny Zucco in Grease if it ever comes back to Broadway. It's his way of saying thank you to Grease for showing him how fun and challenging theater was for him, and how he wants to make it his career someday. But for now, Rolo's thirst for Broadway is quenched with hometown productions of various musicals and plays, but Rolo ultimately wants to move to New York and make it big on Broadway.


Extras.

full name. Rolo Johnston

fur color. brown, light brown, butter color.

birthday. Feb 13

eye color. dark brown

zodiac animal. Pig

defining features. His birthmark

zodiac sign. Aquarius

favorite movie (1). West Side Story

favorite animal. Bunnies

voice claim.

favorite tv show. Downtown Abbey

quirks. Ears twitch when he's lying

favorite drink. Grape Soda

music choice?: Showtunes

favorite game. Any trivia game

favorite book. The Outsiders

favorite movie (2). Raiders Of The Lost Ark

wants to visit?. New York

favorite food. Jello

favorite activity. Singing

favorite color. Neon green

favorite school subject. Drama

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can I ask when the next code drop is?

[weegeestar5]

can I ask when the next code drop is?

this round only started a couple of days ago - it's unlikely that the code drop will have been decided yet c:

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((I haven't adopted from here in quite a while but I hope that I can be lucky enough to win this baby<3))
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seventeen
((from kennel #17, he has been here for far too long; since 2014))
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stories, roleplaying, art, so on and so forth
((he will become one of my primary characters. I will enjoy especially developing his character, and his history far more. I will also get him multiple pieces of art to show him more love. I also will see if I can find other users with monster/demon-like characters that would like to roleplay with me/him, which will help me develop.))
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adramelech
((a high chancellor of hell, & president of the high council of devils. in ancient times, people sacrificed children to him))
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genderless // male
((he identifies with no specific sex by birth, as is common with other species of demon, but he will more commonly go by he/him/his pronouns.))
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rankticus
((rare breed of demon known for their main form being a sort of twisted canine. can shift into human-like form to more commonly blend in with the world of people when doing his masters bidding on earth rather than in hell.))
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[Queen Vivane]

"With a face as good as mine who would ever think I'm up to no good?"

Blah lyrics blah

Username: Queen Chrysalis



Kennel Number: 175

Use: I'd like to use him as a major villain in a story actually. (Weird I know) but there is a big MLP story I have still in the works and it actually needs a villain who can blend in with everyday ponies in terms of coloration and the like. There are people out there who discriminate even the most normal looking Alicorns, (I had a very angering experience with some very closed minded people.) To simply label every single Alicorn OC as horrible due to the ones that aren't done well, is something that really upsets me. People need to know that even though these characters aren't real, the people behind them are and it hurts to have their characters dismissed just because they are Alicorns. Lusacan is going to be more proof to the world that not every single Alicorn OC ever created ever is horrible or bad. He's going to be the very best he can possibly be and I want to be the one who unlocks his true potential.

I'm a big Alicorn fan and I know that the bad rep OC Alicorns get is sometimes absolutely grass munchblubs. I like showing the world that Alicorns aren't all bad and you can only truly judge one by personality and back story. Now I realize that this is a complete and utter most nut tastic task I could undertake considering he's an alicorn with odd markings and the like but I'm willing to give this a shot. I'd like to be the person who orders art and says to the artist yes this is my character and I love him. I want to be able to draw him with no limits such as if I get a tiny detail wrong, say the exact color of his eyes or the tiny stripes on his ears, that it wouldn't matter because he's mine. I'd like to write about him and have it not matter if he changes as the story goes along. It's hard to say just how he caught my eye, I spotted him one day and just fell in love with the bright orange color of his hair and the adorable stripes on his ears.

Gender: Male`

Breed/Species: Alicorn

Name: Lusacan

Origins of the name and explanations on terminology used: The name Lusacan comes from the Dragon Age series. In that universe he was one of Tevinter Imperiums widely worshiped old gods. The dragon of Night specifically. In the events of Dragon age Origins, Lusacan still slumbers deep beneath the earth, not yet having been found and corrupted by the monstrous creatures that are Darkspawn. Unlike most of his fellow old gods.

Darkspawn are terrible creatures that follow the eerie song of the Archdemon which looks very much like a dragon. It is widely debated on whether or not an Archdemon is actually a dragon. The first Darkspawn are said have to have been human mages, who stood in the golden city of the Maker (The Dragon age equivalent to God) and corrupted it. In return they themselves became the very first darkspawn and when they touched one of the slumbering old gods, he awakened as the very first arch demon. Causing the first blight. A blight is when the Darkspawn find and corrupt an old god then march from deep under the earth. Covering the land in great swathes of vicious uncaring darkness that taints the very ground upon which they walk on. Once ground is tainted nothing will grow upon it.

Along with corrupting the four races, the Darkspawn taint can also affect animals. Mainly wolves and bears have been shown to be affected but there have been cases of Blighted werewolves.

Darkspawn come in four different types, Hurlock, Genlock, Shriek and Ogre. The four types somewhat resemble the former race of the broodmother that birthed them. A broodmother is a former female of either Human, Elven, Dwarven or Qunari origin. Taken by the Darkspawn and changed into a monster with many tentacles and breasts that can spit corrosive acid.



Personality:

Taurus http://www.psychicguild.com/horoscopes_ ... ign=Taurus
Underneath their cool, calm and collected exterior, Taureans differ greatly from all the other signs of the zodiac. Taureans manage to discreetly stay apart from the crowd, even though they have a well-earned reputation for being socialisers. They will let others get close, but only so close as they want them. Some claim that trying to get your point across to a Taurean, should they not want to hear you, is rather similar to talking to the trees – they simply won't budge. And, there is no such thing as an open-book Taurean. Their feelings, fears and desires often run far deeper than anyone around them would guess. Like the butterfly that chooses to remain hidden in its cocoon until it is ready and prepared to emerge, so the true Taurean spirit remains hidden behind a veneer of day-to-day activities.

The truth is, when Taureans manage to operate very adequately on their own form of automatic pilot, they can switch off from the world around them very efficiently. And when they do switch off, they are actually gathering in their inner reserves to deal with the outside pressures.

Lusacan is charming and charismatic. A real ladies stallions by all means. He's also not your traditional handsome bad guy, he doesn't abuse his followers in any way. He respects all of them even down to the messengers or errand colts/fillies. This Alicorn doesn't take kindly to bullies or goody two shoes and will do all he can within his physical limits to crush them into nothing. He uses espionage to get rid of the opposition, bullies and pesky goody two shoes. Lusacan can be disdainful at times with a hint of sarcasm thrown in for kicks. He hides his feelings most of the time, opting to hide such things away rather than reveal them. Lusacan is extremely stubborn and when he has made good solid plans it's like trying to move a boulder with nothing but bare hands and brute strength. He just wont budge.

Lusacan blends in with the crowd even with his odd coloration due to him acting like any other pony in their day to day life, wandering round talking others and just generally enjoying life. He's very forgiving to those that do him wrong or make mistakes in steps of his plans or even deliver a simple letter to the wrong pony. He'll pat them on the shoulder and tell them it's okay, these things happen to everyone. A very social stallion, Lusacan is often at the biggest events in equestria, the summer sun celebration, the Winter Moon Celebration and many other highly important events. Even being the big socialite that he is, Lusacan still manages to stay apart from the crowd. Just because he doesn't like someone doesn't mean he cannot respect who they are and what they do.

He keeps ponies only as close as he can stand them, really there's nopony his own age whose physically touched him in years. He only allows youngsters within touching distance as they often want to thank him for taking them from abusive homes or just giving them something to live for. Lusacan enjoys the more peaceful things in life, such as soft music and the gentle burble of streams. Nobody ever said a villain had to be despised by everyone he meets is a saying he keeps close to his heart.

Lusacan never gives up on a friend, just because he's a villain doesn't mean he doesn't have friends. He simply prefers to have just a few very close friends rather than a big huge crowd milling around him.

History/Background: The stallion poured over the reports scouts had sent in. An ear splitting grin broke the mask of concentration on his face and the Alicorn whooped excitedly. While a bit unexpected, the invasion from the planes of Astra would push the plans a little farther back but the time to strike had come whether he liked it or not. With a soft noise his horn ignited and Lusacan vanished, only to reappear in the palace of Rethien.

Theme Song: [ url = ][ doo doo ][ / url]

Art:

It comes down to just one simple fact

Likes:
Nature
Veggies
Chocolate
Sherbert lemons
Dragons
Chess
Books
Reading
Snakes
Princess Luna

Dislikes:
Most sweets
Bananas
Horror Movies
Princess Airan
Neon color's

Fears:
Daddy long legs (Long legged flying insects, *shudders*)
Gryphons
Princess Celestia (This will be explained in the story at some point)

A song he enjoys: [Wave]

Lawful, Neutral or chatoic evil?;;
Neutral most of the time. There are some times he veers toward either side.

Flaws?: Some say that Lusacan has no flaws at all. I suppose to most it would seem that those who assume such a thing are right. He has flaws of course but the one that causes the most chaos is his hatred for Princess Airan, the current ruler of the kingdom of Rethien. Lusacan hates her with every living fiber of his very being, it is a flaw that has stained his very soul.

It's time that we attack

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Username: taeyeon
Kennel Number: 41
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