UPDATED!!! PLEASE REREAD

REDOING THIS THREAD!!! Since basically everyone on the last thread disappeared or left :/ anyways all designs can be used, but if someone else uses the design please do not try out for the same design. i hate when two people apply for the same design and then those two people get chosen for babies and then someones gotta pick a different design. Two people can have twins if both parties agree but thats up to you.









Mom: Dione
Dad: Novaro

If at any point these babies fall inactive Luis and I will reserve the right to take them back whether you get a gem refund or not. These pups will be super family oriented, discipline will probably happen often to make sure they are moulded into what Dione believes is perfect. They will be taught to worship her and bring her gifts, they will be cannables. They will be mentally abused!!! Honestly guyz, the shit Di will put these kids through (especially since she don't want them) will be crazy. Prepare to be kicked off a cliff if she gets a chance.

You can choose your characters main personality, but we would like them to be darker but flexible. They don't have to like their family but they have to be loyal. CRAZY IS ALLOWED. Dione is bipolar like crazy, hopping between bubbly and morbid and violent. You can decide how your character handles the abuse as well, they can lash out at others, internalize it, become violent or complete pushovers. Its really up to you. SHE WILL ALSO LOVE THEM! There will be times where she is a real mom. We need people to be flexible with their characters. The only thing is they MUST be loyal. I cannot stress this enough, they may bully each other and fight but they must also be willing to die for one another. (Kinda like 'I can beat you up but no one else can?')

Names will be morbid. Dione doesn't want these kids so she will give them names that are quite unorthodox. Grave, Dead, Rotten, Decay, Anthrax, Rabid... Name them after fatal diseases, after some crazy shit. Doesn't really matter to me. You can make it fancy and throw in some random languages. Dione knows quite a few languages (or how to swear on them). Coat colours are HALF PRICE, marking colours are FULL PRICE, but odd markings or patterns are FULL PRICE. NO BIG BABIES!!! Small to medium height since Dione herself is tiny. There will be 2-3 babies (Dee wants less). we can decide later on <3


Name:
Alignment:
Personality: 200 words
Appearance: 100 words
RP Sample: however long you end up going to convey how you will rp this kid :)

POSTING REQUIREMENTS! We're gonna ask people to post these babies twice a week or at least 8 times a month. More will be LOVED but this is a minimum :) Dione or Nova is be in all these kids threads for the first at least 6 months of their lives (untill they are well brainwashed). Be prepared for this. 

THIS THREAD IS NOW CLOSED!

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I apologize, but will not be applying after all. With Venus having pups of her own and the new WoW expansion coming out, I feel as if I won't be able to give the character the time it would deserve.

Such pretties~ Will love seeing them running around~

-tempts- pretty arts will be made for them all! They'll also have some interesting plots in the future, we have things planned with upcoming litters/ families<3 if you need help getting a few gems feel free to let me or dione know. Also, if you feel like you won't make the gem count and are still interested feel free to give them a natural coloured pelt, Novaro's family are more light/creme in colour.

24" 59lbsName: Ganja - Alignment: chaotic neutral
Appearance: The girl will always be a rather dainty thing, her form small and her stature unimpressive. At her full adult height she will scarcely grow taller than her own mother and weigh less than sixty pounds. Her legs will be spindly and slender and her small frame will be equally as tiny. The fur that covers her will be luxurious long flowing locks holding the most peculiar colors. On her extremities a deep dark midnight black will swathe her limbs, her face, legs, backbone, and tail will hold this darkness as well as an incredible neon green that saturates her dorsal stripe, tail tip, hips, cheeks and will border her black fur. Beyond this, encircled in the bright color, will be a green gradient that adorns her sides with grace. Bright red eyes will be bordered by this bright hue as the color trails her face and ends at her lips.
Personality: Laid-back, responsible, loyal, forgetful, eager to please, hilarious

As a young pup ganja will be rather quiet, often resting within the shadow of a sibling. She'll be slower to act, especially after a nap, which she does a lot. She'd rather sleepy most of the time and will be more passive in her actions. She isn't difficult to push around, but in the end all she wants to do is to please her family. She liked smiles, and calmness. She will sometimes freak out when there is a lot of commotion, she'll feel anxiety rather easily especially when she feels that tensions are high. She prefers to be in small groups or by herself, but when put to the test she'll do her best to come through for those she loves. Sometimes messing up when her memory fails her or she has a panic attack. Ganja doesn't hold much ambition within her, she's one hundred percent content with following the leader, especially when that leader is her own blood. She'll be fiercely loyal to her kin. Of course, during her life she will develop more depending on the treatment of those around her. She will have a tendency to obsess over those tasks assigned to her. She also has a streak of selfishness within her, one that causes her to be extremely possessive and guarding over the people and objects she considers her own. Underneath her easy going exterior is a tiny demon within.

RP Sample: roughly 1.5 yrs old

The green goddess would sit back on her haunches, her eyes completely focused on the tiny plant before her. She found this plant recently and all she could do was fawn over it. It was her namesake, so of course it was special to her. Incredible red eyes would peer at it's tiny purple leaves and would wonder at the beautiful crystals that had started to grow so readily upon those leaves. This plant was hers now, and the rest of the world would have to deal.

Delicate paws would straddle the plant as she lowered her green tufted chest to the floor, her black and bright green tip tail flipping behind her as though she expected trouble. She never knew with her brothers around, they seemed so incredibly talented at ruining everything she loved. She wasn't sure why she put up with them.

The tiny girl would sigh, casting them from her thoughts as she let her wandering focus again fall upon the wonderful little plant she had in front of her.

I'm also backing out. I'd love to play one of these sexy babies, but I don't think I can manage another character and I wouldn't have the gems for Rapture, sorry guys.

NAME: Toxin - "Tox" for short... (Or Cyanide... Maybe...) Alignment: Chaotic Evil Personality: Obsessive | Manipulative | Aggressive | Dominant Toxin will, from an early age, develop and admiration for those in positions of power. He will lust after their ability to command, to bring others into a prostrate state. To inspire fear to cause others to GROVEL... He will want nothing more. Each punishment will be a learning experience, each interaction of a study of dominance. Oh, he will push his limits. This male will fear no repercussion. He will bear his abuse with stoic hatred, a bubbling resentment that will be taken out upon those he views as lesser. He will stoop low and lower to achieve his goals, and even minor acts against his person or his family will be met with violence. When not overcome with anger, when not worming his way to the peak of the totem pole, he will enjoy roaming. This young man will be an explorer, not one you might expect to stick close to home for any period of time. He will enjoy the night, and the safety darkness brings. Appearance: 33" 95lbs | Lean | Sharp-featured | Amethyst Eyes His coat is a brilliant display of cyan and ice, onyx and diamond. An intense blue melds into a robin's hue, and finally to a pale blue on his hindquarters. From birth he will be blanketed in luscious black from the bridge of his nose down the length of his spine, descending to brush his hips and hind legs. Pure, pristine white accents his slender face, the tip of his tail, slashes his ribs. Each paw is dipped in the pure pigment up to the ankle. His eyes, a brilliant violet, are piercing in their intensity. His build is well-balanced between lithe and broad, each facet well-corded with muscle. He moves with a tranquil grace, which does little to hint at his more savage nature. RP Sample: Winter | 2 A.M. | Appx. 1 Year Old The rogue cowered before him, ears pinned and face oozing with blood. There it went [drip, drip, drip] and he loved every precious ruby. Every luscious garnet that he had produced. He himself had caused this. He pressed into the male's space, his fucking bubble. He loved how he winced, loved the fear. He wanted a closer look at his masterpiece. "This is pack land," his murmured, quiet on the verge of inaudibility. "My pack!" It was a hiss that time, and anger blazed unchecked in his royal-hued eyes. How pathetic, the way the stranger curled in on himself. Pathetic the way he pleaded. Well what did he expect, he was even smaller than Tox himself. "I ought to take you to mother, she would enjoy a new play thing I think," he murmured, more to himself than as a statement meant for the rogues ears. He opened his mouth, to beg or to question him, but Tox lashed outwards with a sudden ferocity, clawing at his eyes. Prisoners did not talk, did not question. Toxin was in charge here, and that was final. He chuckled, an uneasy thing, and pressed down on the male's windpipe. He began to flail, to spasm, and the blood poured forth with a new intensity. A shudder wracked through Tox's body and he reveled in it's presence, allowing his eyes to roll backwards. Sweet dominance...

I will be able to take on another character. I can pay for an extra pup if needed!

Name: Necrosis Alignment: Neutral Personality: (this will be written like my other profiles, take a look if you want) As a pup, Necrosis wants nothing more but to go out and have fun. He can be loud and rambunctious and often wants to wrestle with his other siblings. But he is easily put into place and corrected when told. He is easily influenced by his mother, it only takes a few scoldings to get it through his head. He becomes unsure on what he is allowed to do, and refrains from leaving mother's side at all costs. As an adult, Necrosis acts as a slave to his mother. He will do absolutely anything she demands, but sees no fault in doing so. He follows her just about anywhere unless told to leave. He addresses her as master (Or we can talk about what he should call her) and never considers her as his mother unless told to. He neither holds a friendly, nor evil attitude. He acts more as a puppet with no emotion whatso-ever. Appearance: Necrosis Lydia-Red (Neh-cro-sis Lid-ee-ah Red) Necrosis is a small wolf, with a thin, flexible frame. He stands at 28 inches and weighs 81 pounds. He holds an average build that fits well with his slim body. Necrosis is a base color of black, but has an unusual teal colored blanket. His entire head is black and ends between his two front legs covering his entire chest. From the back of his skull to the tip of his tail fades from a dull blue to a dry green, the color gently blending in the middle; this shows the color traits from both his parents. All four of his legs are black, and from his legs comes an unusual pattern that appears to be holding his teal color onto his body like a harness. Both of his eyes are a shining red that glow off his black face. Necrosis always holds the gaze of an empty vessel. He has absolutely no emotion. His ears stay tilted backward and his posture isn't over-powering or submissive.

RP Sample: Where was she? What was he to do now? Who would be there to control him? The dark male rose his nose to the air trying to scent his master. She had told him to stay back, but he couldn't just leave her. He craved her demand, he thirsted for her abuse. But he knew better than to come running back to her after she commanded him to leave. He would stay close to her aroma, it made him feel safe, feel needed. If she would call him back he would be there instantly, hopefully she would be pleased with his quick response. He couldn't remember the days where he called her mother. Was she even considered a mother? He couldn't tell the difference, he knew of nothing else. All he needed to know was that no place was safer than by her side. He wouldn't have to ever worry about pain other than from her. Mother always knew best, right? So what did he have to worry about?

HEY ALL! Great apps so far! We're gonna choose pups on Friday the 14th!!

Since all the apps are now completed and no other interest has been shown. Me and Dee have agreed and chosen...

Fox, kat and Chrono, i look forward to see them all on ala!