[kavlri]

Since Lavapony isn't active on CS anymore, she requested me to put Hunter up for adoption for her.

If you noticed, I've removed the scarf on him.
For this boy's readoption, I'd like you to design his accessories and explain how is that related to his personality.
I'm looking for a nice flow between accessories and personality here.

You may draw the accessories on his reference sheet. No word limit on the personality.
You may add extras. No limit on art extras. 500-word limit total on text based-extras.
Quote decorations do not count towards the limit.
You can keep his name [Hunter] or change it to something else if you really need to.

Quality over quantity!
Please, no massive text wall unless you know what you're doing.

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Username:
Name: Hunter
Gender: Male
Accessories:
Personality:
Extras: No limit on art. 500-word limit total for extras

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End: 23:59 EST 15th of September

[azazel.]

I'm keeping my art :3
Congrats though

[foxflight,]

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" ＴＨＥ ＧＡＭＥＲ "
Name; Hunter Armstrong
Nickname; 'Night Owl'
Age; 14 years
Birth Date; 1st February
Gender; Male
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" ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ＆ ＡＣＣＥＳＳＯＲＩＥＳ "

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Night Owl; There had once been a time where Hunter was so afraid of the dark, that he had to keep a night light on to stop him from being so frightened, but now, he's still wide awake hours after the sun has set. That is why he has his blue light up lantern; it had once been his night light and he had grown so attached to it that he couldn't bare to let it go. So now, it lights up the room when he is up late at night so he is able to see where he is going. This is also how he got his nickname, 'Night Owl.'

Competitive; After visiting a friends house, he became hooked onto video games; spending countless hours playing them. At first he played by himself, completing levels upon levels until he had finished the game. However, he was quickly introduced to the world of online gaming and it seemed something had switched inside of him. Once his headset is secured on top of his head, Hunter becomes trapped in his own world. A world where he must win. So, it's not uncommon to find him shouting down the microphone whilst rapidly pressing the buttons of the controllers. Surely, his friend regret introducing him to gaming.

Troublesome; When Hunter doesn't have his eyes glued to the television screen, he's usually causing trouble. He has been told off and punished countless times, but the message just doesn't seem to sink in. It's all just a bit of fun in his eyes. After stumbling upon a half destroyed mask, he became attached to it, always using it when he pulls prank. As if he were trying to hide his identity.

Charismatic; Being 'popular' is not always the best thing in the world, in fact, Hunter isn't very fond of it at all. He prefers to hang with his close knit group of friends who he knows he can trust. But, he has this sort of charm that appeals to others. Due to this, he sometimes gets 'little' gifts that he usually keeps either in his pouch or in his room. In fact, some of the little gifts he loves; like the dark blue and white striped scarf.

Clumsy; As a toddler, Hunter was always stumbling about and falling over, and it seems he still does, just not as bad. Usually distracted by something, (mainly his game-boy) he will accidentally run into walls, other beans and trip over objects or his own feet. It's a terrible flaw of his, even resulting in him dislocating his wrist once. His scarf is the main reason for his tripping as it is so long that it drags along the ground as he walks, but he refuses to take the scarf off; loving it far too much.

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" ＴＨＥ ＢＲＯＫＥＮ ＭＡＳＫ "

Hunter grumbled quietly underneath his breath as he padded through the forest, the large branches overhead blocking most of the sun; making the forest dark. He didn't even have enough time to grab his lantern as his overbearing mother had kicked him out of the house, and he knew not to argue with her.

Right now, all he wanted to do was go back inside and resume playing his video games, he had been so close to finishing the level.

Hunter scowled at the thought, and too distracted by his own thoughts, he tripped. "Stupid scarf." He muttered as he sat up, brushing the dirt and grass off of his fur. He then rubbed his shoulder, hating how it throbbed painfully. Of course I had to land on my shoulder. He mused, lifting himself off the ground.

Though, as he did so, something white caught his eye.

His head tilted to the side curiously as he looked at the strange white object which was hidden amongst the grass and leaves. Had he not fallen over, he probably wouldn't have even noticed it.

Hunter moved closer and crouched down, his paws gently brushing aside the dirt and grass that covered it, once most of it had been brushed away, he gave a pull. The object easily came out from where it was stuck in the ground, and he noticed, it was light in the palm of his paws. "Interesting." He mused as he turned it over in his hands.

"A mask." He muttered quietly as he gently traced over the simple pattern of the mask. The mask was stained with dirt and grass, but he knew if he gave it a clean, it'd look as good as new. Well, as new as it could get. The edges of the mask were rugged and cracked, as if the mask had been snapped and broken.

Hunter held up the mask in front of him, trying to picture what it looked like before it had been destroyed and thrown away. Subconsciously, he smiled as he placed the mask in his lap. Out of his pouch, he grabbed a ball of string and began to unravel it, using his sharp teeth to cut the string. Carefully, he began to tie the string on either side of the mask, tugging to make sure the knot was secure.

He pulled the mask over his head, twisting it until it rested comfortably on one side of his face. He loved it, the mask felt right on his face, as if it belonged there. However, his happy daydream was cut off by someone singing. He looked up, spotting Darcy padding through the forest. His singing friend seemed completely oblivious to anything else.

Hunter swiftly sneaked forward and just as Darcy got close enough, Hunter jumped out of the shrubs. The scream that followed had Hunter on the ground, holding his stomach as he laughed. "I hate you so much Hunter." Darcy muttered irritable as he hid his face in his paws, still getting over how frightened he was.

By the time his laugh had died off, Darcy had already left. Hunter pulled the mask off his face, grinning as he held it up. "Best day of my life."

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Username; foxflight,
Fanclub Account; foxflight,
Current JBD's; Darcy
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" ＡＲＴＷＯＲＫ "
playing video games
discovery of the mask
the mask
no video games + sister = bored
mother isn't going to like this
woops, now he's in trouble
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[foxxbreath]

Username: _Aoba_
Name: Hunter
Gender: Male
Accessories:
Personality:
Extras: No limit on art. 500-word limit total for extras

[robyn]

oh jeebus reserve reserve reserve

[olive oil]

reserveeee <3

[nymphies]

Marking! 8D

[dr pepper.]

dropping out qnq

[Sullivan Maurus]

: Username :
Amxen no.XV

: Name :
Neurax Hunter in the morning.
Dreadraven at night.

: Gender :
Male

: Personality & Accessories :

Mysterious|Plague Doctor Outfit
"I tend to hide my identity and stay away from the public.I emerge from my homestead at dusk and return at dawn,hiding in the shadows of the night.Some find it a bit...odd.However,all consider people in costumes odd at first,until they save your life."
-Neurax

Poetic|Raven Plushy
"My yes,I do enjoy poetry.It calms the heart of someone like me.Ravens are my inspiration for...everything.I find them to be rather majestic and whimsical.I see them as a symbol of life rather than death.I always keep a plush raven with me,for whenever I am in need of inspiration."
-Neurax

Mournful|Tombstone Trinket
"Oh,deary me.Death is ever so tragic.I mourn the death of every soul,no matter what it is.I often wander aimlessly in graveyards for hours on end,leaving gifts for the deceased.Once,I was in a graveyard during a storm.Lightning struck a tombstone,and a piece flew off.I keep it with me at all times,as a reminder of how tragic death is."
-Neurax

Romantic|Withered Rose
"I was once very romantic.I would hand anyone a rose,be them male or female.However,several looked down upon this.They saw me as a creep,someone who lures people into traps.I was shunned,so I went into hiding.I keep a withered rose in my pouch,or in my mask,as a reminder of the old days."
-Neurax

I may add more,I may not.

: The Origin of Dreadraven :
My story involves no family or friends.In fact,I left my hometown for almost a year.I was ridiculed by everyone,and looked down upon with shame.I returned after hearing about a tragic event that happened in my hometown,I returned.However,I came back at night,and did not tell anyone.I studied and trained,getting ready for the next chapter of my life.Then,a month after my return,I appeared on top of the church bell tower and swooped down into my plagued city.I did not know what I would face,so I started small.Stopping purse snatchers and shoplifters.Now,I stop murderers,kidnappers and hostage takers.I became a superhero known as Dreadraven.
All he left was a note,simply stating 'Goodbye.' when he vanished.It was as if he never existed.To strangers,life went on.His family and friends,after months of grieving and searching,simply gave up.Hunter was gone,now nothing but a distant memory in his hometown.However,crime was starting to go up.The police could not control it,and soon,life stopped.The town,now riddled with crime,could not be normal.It was too dangerous to leave the house to go to work.All the shops were closed up,as the owners feared they would be robbed.Then,one day,life changed forever.A fire had demolished half the town.Not long after that,a new hero arose from the ashes.
WIP

[Jinx.]

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❝ Company, always on the run,
Destiny is the rising sun.
Oh, I was born six-gun in my hand,
Behind the gun I'll make my final stand,
That's why they call me,
Bad company, and I can't deny,
Bad company, 'til the day I die. ❞

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---nickname ~ He is often called Dax
---gender ~ Male
---age ~ Fifteen years

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---orientation ~ Bisexual
---status ~ Single

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---size ~ Husky-sized (approx. 22in)
---weight ~ Around 47lb

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---fire colour ~ #80BFBF
---tongue ~ #348781
---speaks ~ #008080
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ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ~ Though he doesn't come across as it at first, Dax is extremely intelligent. He learns things quickly and without struggle, especially puzzles. Those wooden puzzles keep him entertained for only a few minutes, Portal 2 wasn't even a challenge, and he can finish a Rubik's cube in less than 30 seconds. However, he puts his intelligence into learning other things that his parents...disapprove of, like lock-picking and making tiny weapons out of office supplies. Dax is extremely good with puzzles, both physical things like jigsaws and problems in life. Often other beans will turn to him in a sticky situation, as he frequently finds himself in similar circumstances.

With cat-like stealth, Dax can usually get himself out of a jam. However, on the odd chances that he does get caught, he can be a bit of a sweet-talker. Dax always knows the right things to say, thanks to his keen observation skills. Sometimes he will unconsciously watch other beans and their actions - getting to know the way they move and think. He can always find a way to talk other beans into doing stuff for him, and they rarely realise his intentions.

A troublemaker would be the best category to slip Dax into. When he's not solving puzzles, he's usually out looking for some way to get himself in trouble. It isn't uncommon to see him wandering around in the late afternoon looking almost too innocent. Dax genuinely enjoys his night walks, but he usually lands himself in the middle some sort of problem every time he goes out. He's practically a trouble magnet.

Dax can come on strong at times, and he's extremely flirty.

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ＡＣＣＥＳＳＯＲＩＥＳ ~ To Dax, his accessories are more of a way of keeping up his looks and reputation as someone you wouldn't want to be on the bad side of.

➸ gloves ~ black gloves words words
➸ headphones ~ Dax is always wearing his headphones. He prefers these headphones over earbuds. They usually sit around his neck, but he uses them most of the time. He mostly listens to old rock songs and AC/DC.
➸ arrow tail charm ~ Dax takes pride in his middle name. He wears an arrow charm on his tail because it reminds him of a hunters bow and arrow. He would, one day, like to learn how to shoot a real bow, but for now he sticks with his charm.
➸ accessory ~ explanation
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