[Tundra]

Winners
loveTHATwolf - 95%
Hyme - 90%
{Internal Blackout} - 82%
wolfpuppies - 80%

All not mentioned people dropped out or don´t have complete form in mentioned time to finish, or had less then 40 % in their final score.

This is currently Closed
Deadline
15th, November 2013

Other ref

Hallows Eve Female by Tundra;

Rules
You may ask any question you can think at and its not clear stated here. I may make a FAQ section special for you.
You may add anything to the form if you consider it may help you win.
You may order art from someone else.
You may re-use things from your older forms, if you applied for a WoI before, but didn't win.
You may NOT apply if you already own another Warrior of Isket.
You may NOT copy anything at all from someone else's form.
You may NOT start posting forms until this is open.
JUST TRY FOR ONE IF YOU HAVE TIME AND WANT TO WORK WITH IT!

NEW Form Rules.
-If YOU adopt a WoI and are not active for a long period of time, it will be given back to TWG90 to give it another home! {in effect since 8/12/2013}
-Limit of Story/History is 300 - 400 words(additional words may be added with your 2 allocated extra's)
-Do not choose an mate before you win it!
-Just fill out the Forms! Don´t make an topic/thread or an big profile as long as you don´t own or you will be disqualified.
-YOU may not use clip art from anywhere that you yourself have not made. This includes, but is not exclusive to google images, yahoo images, ask.com etc. This rule is to prevent copyright infringement. {Rule added by Tundra, 10/10/2013}

Extra Informations.
Tundra will judge

Tundra's Extra info
With personality, I want more then 5 words. I want to know why the warrior is that way.
This is a Halloween themed warrior, try to keep the whole of its design with a Halloween feel.(this includes armor) but this is not required.
Keep in mind that there is no candy or Halloween in Isket, not like we have IRL, so don't add that to your armor/story. Think of it more as a fall festival kind of thing.

How to apply.
Its an easy form, but if you are insecure about anything at all, ask here or pm me. Ill be sure to answer you in one way or another.
Art can be done by you, traditionally or digitally. No color ins of this WOI please
In the section named ''Armour Design'' you must post a rough sketch or a complete drawing of the WoI's future armor. Don´t copy other woi armor please use your own ideas!

Helpful Links!
Please check the Armor guide seen about half way down this page
Cant think of a good armor? why not order one in the WOI armor shop!
Want more info about WOI? see their official info page!

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]WoI Name:[/b]
[b]WoI Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Personality:(short 5 words)[/b]
[b]short Story/History:[/b]
[b]Armour Design:[/b]
[b]Artwork:[/b]

2 add on of your choice:
add ons can be anything, but think carefully some things may be able to be combined with one of the sections so its not an add on at that point!

Spot the Mistake! This in no way effects your form, you don't even have to do it. I want to know, is if you can spot the mistake! the mistake can be in the text, or even the picture itself. can you find it?

[FireOmens]

Watching incase I don't win Sibyl.

[○~Discover~○]

{- Stalking^^ -}

[Amethysts]

Username:
WoI Name:
WoI Gender: Female
Personality:
short Story/History:
Armour Design:
Artwork:

Oh, wow..
I just found the mistake -3-

I'm sticking with my mistake, that you want more than 5 word and not just five.

[LEAVING-]

Username:.:monkey & lobster:.
WoI Name: still thinking............ Halle maybe?
WoI Gender: Female
Personality:(short 5 words) Stealthy, Scary, Big, Dark, Mysterious
short Story/History: still thinking........
Armour Design:still deciding........
Artwork:`` coming


your mistake is the the female sign on the drawing, its pink, buts it like the male sign

[dogshrimp]

Ａ ｓｈａｄｏｗ ｏｆ ｗｈｅｒｅ ａ ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ ｓｔｏｏｄ

Ａ ｐｉｔ ｗｈｅｒｅ ａ ｈｅａｒｔ ｌａｉｄ

Ａ ｃｈａｓｍ ｗｈｅｒｅ ｆｅａｒ ｅｘｉｓｔｅｄ

Ｄｏ ｎｏｔ ｓｅａｒｃｈ ｆｏｒ ｗｈｏ Ｉ ｗａｓ,

ａｃｃｅｐｔ ｗｈｏ Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｂｅｃｏｍｅ

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loveTHATwolf

Hello! I am loveTHATwolf, a fellow user here on CS. You may call me by LTW, LTwolfy, or simply wolf.
I have been on CS since early in 2011 and have learned much since then. Within that time I have become a digital artist, a literate role player, and a very open minded user on the internet. But, this form isn't about me, so lets get down to business.

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Creux

Not necessarily feminine, but it suits her. I believe it is french for "hollow". This word both reminds me of Halloween and fits her personality surprisingly well. I had another name in mind, but it was rather lengthy and quite the mouthful. On another note, I think Creux looks nice when typed out.

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Female

Despite both her name and dark colors, she is definitely a female. The warmth in her fiery oranges brings out her feminine glow that would be easily hidden otherwise. She carries a lithe figure, perhaps a bit scrawny as she does not keep weight easily. But her silky and soft fur helps to hide this. Creux is on the smaller side, but not one to be tampered with as she can move in the blink of an eye.

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Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴇs.

Cᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛɪᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜᴘ ʀɪɢʜᴛ
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Bitter - Challenging - Enterprising - Aloof - Reclusive

Creux has a very unapproachable nature to her. Before this was not the case, but she has changed more than a lot since the... event. She is still just as fast of a thinker, but she has become more pessimistic and unwelcoming. Her mind revolves around the evil found in life. One thing that has been brought out is something that makes her very hard to work with, she is now insanely challenging. She has lost the sense of respect she used to have for others, and other WoI's status is merely a title to her. No more. Give her the chance and she will find a way to sever her way into the crevices of her enemies minds and exploit anything bad she can find, any weakness, any flaw. Her attacks, whether physical or mental, are relentless and unforgiving. Not often is it she feels regret for the things she does, no matter how wrong they may seem to others. She is an opportunist, and with the darkness that plagues her mind, this is not a positive thing. Give her a chance, just one, and it will be taken without question. Alongside this, she is a very resourceful being. After living with nothing, anything is something. It is often she will use the terrain around her to aid her in battle.

Creux desires no company and finds most to be a waste of her time. Every breath of her own in precious, as there was a time she was sure each one would be her last. Even though her interests tend to lie simply with herself, her words should be given heed, as she is truly intelligent. Not to mention, she is completely honest, even if the truth can be brutal.

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One last step until I have made it...

It was a cold morning, the air fierce and biting. The young, soon to be warrior stood tall, letting the sharp claws of the cold run through her fur. She took a slow breath through her nose, allowing it to chill her insides before they almost immediately warmed themselves again. She looked over her shoulder with a chipper and excited grin. The weather meant nothing, today was the day. She would venture out into a world unlike anything she had ever seen. To the forest with a cave hidden in it's depths, only here would she find her armor, and in the process... her adulthood. She took a small step forward, forcing some confidence into herself before calling over the wind "Don't worry, I'll be back soon!" With that she bounded forward on long and lean legs, her small figure flying across the open ground, the soft grass only touching her paws for brief moments before she took another bound. Behind her she left the pack, her family, her friends, and in front her was destiny.

This world is darker than pure black, here lies fear...

The teen slowed, forcing her easygoing lope to come to a halt. She starred up at the trees before perking her ears, odd sounds coming from the depths of the shadows. This female was Creux. She looked backwards, considering whirring around and heading back to safety. After a moment or two she harshly shook her head, she could do this. With a tentative step she started walking past trees, her fur began to bristle warily, but still she pushed on. There was no turning back now. At fist her steps were almost clumsy, broke a twig, tripped on a stone. Here and there she would let out a sharp growl of frustration before reminding herself that silence was needed. After hours passed it was like she had lived here her life, she stepped on nothing but grass and dirt, her paws falling silently as the breath seeping out of her mouth.

Hold your breath, this is it...

She had found it, the cave! Creux's tail twitched back and forth in a nervous anticipation, here she would find her armor. No one could stop her now, she was too close to be taken away. Each step was important, carefully she moved forward, her ears flicking as she looked around the cave. It was oddly beautiful, as she went deeper it was almost as if she couldn't see all of the armor, her head lifted when she saw hers. She knew it was hers. It stood out like a star in the middle of a pitch black sky. A quick breath was sucked into her lungs as she stood in awe, this was hers. All hers. The teen- no, the new warrior stepped towards it carefully. After some trouble she managed to get it on, having to use the walls a few times to help rub on pieces.

Little did I know fate's plan...

Her armor was odd, but she liked it. There was almost a sense of mystery in the surprisingly light metals, in the leather, the softly glowing stones, and in the black cloth draped over her head and neck. It was almost... spooky. Like she was some wanderer from the forest, she laughed despite her previous fear. She could never imagine how someone would live alone for so long. She was such a social teen after all, loved having friends and meeting new warriors. Then it happened, in no more than a blink of an eye. How had she not seen it?! She slipped and tumbled down the hole, a loud scream resonating off of the walls and echoing into the cave before falling silent. Only hours later did she wake, only able to see from the soft glow on the armor. Cruex looked around in fear, how did she get out?! For hours she sprinted, looking for an exit. Only after what seemed like an eternity did she tire.

It's fine, I'll be fine...

Eventually she found her way out of the cave, but little did she know how deep the exit had taken her into the forest. But she was too tired to carry on despite how hard she tried. After a few stumbling steps her knees buckled, her lungs gasping for air, eyes watering over her worn and bloody pads. Her fur was laced with sweat as she slowly blacked out. She would find her way out tomorrow, after a small nap. It was dark anyways, or perhaps that was just the forest... no matter, she wouldn't be here for long.

I can no longer remember how long it has been...

I was wrong so long ago, I was there for more than a long time. Days, months, perhaps even years? Oh I was sure of it. My lips curled, revealing teeth and I let out a spiteful snarl. Being secluded can really change a lady, can't it? But, I had found it. The way out. I stood at the edge of the trees. I was taller, leaner than before. I was a grown warrior now, I mused over how they would have forgotten about me by now. My name would have been nothing but a title proclaimed dead, not able to make it through the cave, or perhaps even through the forest. There were scars under my long and soft fur, some new, some old. A wicked laugh let my throat, what a surprise! That teen you forgot about lived! Her laugh was uncontrollable, oh they would be so shocked! How they thought they would be done with her so easily. What fools.

I'm back, miss me?...

I walked for awhile, despite the time I had spent away from it, I remembered this land well. My bout of laughter was over, replaced by pessimistic and dark thoughts. Oh yes, the forest really can mess with someone's head. My tongue slid over my canines as I saw the mountains in the distance, a growl rumbling deep in my throat. The had forgotten, I knew it. Everyone I had known so long ago, they would not know me now. Maybe they would recall the name, but they would not know me. Not now. They would be surprised they once knew me well...

note - sorry about the briefness of everything, I'll try and fix it up before the end date

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Click for the full size image. The image isn't too clear, so if any thing needs to explained I will be happy to fill you in.

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In the form

Unless I run out of room, all of the artwork will be displayed throughout the form. If there is any excess it will be linked here. My sincere apologies for not having more.

sketch page - sorry about the quality, my scanner is getting old

unfinished colored sketch - the other WoI is Zain. Sorry for not finishing this piece

The mistake is the gender sign on the drawing.
One of the extras was used to extend the story's text limit.

[~Nonexistant]

Omagosh this woi is amazing *A*
To whoever wins her, you are one lucky person to have her TnT

[.The Bootless Box.]

.Kumani.

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"н o p e - ι ѕ - a - ғ o υ r - l e т т e r - w o r d
м a ĸ e - т н a т - м o n e y
w a т c н - ι т - в υ r n
o l d , в υ т - ι ' м - n o т - т н a т - o l d
y o υ n g , в υ т - ι ' м - n o т - т н a т - в o l d "
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username;; {Internal Blackout},
or I.B., I've been on CS for almost 2 1/2 years. You may or may not have seen me around before. Just some about me, so I'm not a total stranger (:
name;; Kumani,
I would name her Kumani. It's a African name meaning Destiny. For some reason it suits her, to me that is.
gender;; Female
mistake;; In the picture, on the gender thing there should be a line instead of an arrow off the circle.
hex's;;
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note;; I used both of my extras on the personality and the story sorry for making it so long she's so inspiring.

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gladiatorial. She can be a dedicated warrior, even to the death if she finds it right. She can and is ruthless in most battles, and won't give up till' she can no longer move. She is loyal to the end and one of the bravest soldiers you'd ever meet that truly have only good intentions.
noble. She is selfless, always trying to put others before herself, even ones that have done wrong. Sometimes it can be her weakness but mostly a strength as well. She never wants for anyone to have to go through what she went through as a pup.
reserved. She may be selfless and brave but she is also quiet and reserved not one to boast her victories nor voice her complaints. She usually tends to stay silent unless absolutely needed. She's definitely not one for small talk.
analytical. She's always analyzing things, the details, one to point out things that don't fit. Sometimes she over analyzes and it makes her judgment seem a bit dense but really her thoughts are overworking the problem or idea.
opinionated. Kumani can be pretty stubborn and stuck in her ways. It'll be the one thing you'll get a good conversation out of her with unless you really interest her. And it's arguing. If she thinks she right she's going to say she is until proven wrong. It can also bring up her more protective side and her affection for pups. She loves the buggers and thinks they're even more of a reason to fight for. Her opinions are still only stated when she finds necessary, but that's not always the right time to.

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-------------.Hollowed Memories.

It was cold, really cold. She couldn't feel her paws. Her eyes weren't open and they felt so heavy and stuck together or something. To her she felt like it was an out of body experience as she let out a gurgle like whine, her fur felt dusty and matted and she was numb. Slowly it felt as if someone had poked her with a small hot iron and the heat seemed to rush through her veins.

As the feeling spread she slowly got up and wondered who she was, where she was, and why was she in pain. She knew as she tried to think and remember that she was weak, it's something you know whether you deny it or accept it is your choice. She didn't walk for long just enough to find water in this dim place. Once she found it she pretty much let herself collapse, she felt her stomach rumble and the pain in her legs seemed to pulse.

She let out a whine and a painful howl before preparing to just black out. Who am I? Where? Why? were her only thoughts before she felt the room spin and then fade out. Her dreams were bizarre and strange foreign memories almost. Soon she found herself in one that caught her attention.

"KUMANI!!!" A voice that seemed like it was supposed to be familiar was faintly yelling like they were fading. "Please, leave my pup alone!" A female voice begged and cried. She seemed to be listening to a conversation but could see nothing. Suddenly the smell like a lizard overwhelmed her. "Why should I!?..... Now where is it!!" A gravely voice demanded with a touch of venom laced in to their tone. It sounded female but she couldn't tell.

She could tell this was a dream when her body moved unwillingly and she moved forward, closer to the harsh conversation. NO! No, you can't! Whatever it is, will kill you!!! She thought trying to tell her body to stop. That was another sign of a horrid dream, and into the light her body moved not hearing her cry. As soon as she did the overwhelming smell of blood and the mysterious one from before coursed through her senses. She could see her body now and realized she was a pup. Her eyes moved against her will before she was over the fact she was the pup whatever it was, was trying to kill.

"Please! Leave my mommy alone! Don't hurt her too!" Escaped from her mouth without her consent, she hated not being able to do anything about it. In this...dream... she was a prisoner watching through apparently her
younger self's eyes. Suddenly she heard a menacing laugh come from the lizard looking thing. It was huge with snarling teeth and bright green eyes, dripping blood on her fragile and horrified mother.

She had this knowing feeling her father was dead close by. Why!? I don't even know who I am! She cried through her thoughts knowing her younger self's ears couldn't hear her. Then the lizard lunged for her mother's throat and all she could do both her and her younger self was scream. "Noooooo!" They were both crying out the same thing only her younger self was sobbing. Soon she knew there was no way mother couldn't be dead. I'm sorry, I don't even know who we are, but I am so sorry. She thought.

Suddenly the thing laughed again and circled her. Her body quivered and shook with sobbing. Then her legs sunk down to where she was trying to squish her body to the ground. Her younger self was cowering. All the sudden her mouth opened and her pup version screamed alarming her till' she realized the monster was lunging at her.

BAM! and with that she shot up before falling into the puddle before her, the horrible nightmare making her forget she was weak from whatever happened before. She got up pain shooting through her entire body. now she was dripping and dirty, mud getting stuck in her fur. She dragged herself out and laid down, now on the other side from earlier. She started to cry.
why!? What happened to me!? Who AM I? WHERE am I? Was that supposed to be a memory? All these thoughts were overwhelming her, even as she cried.

She took a sip out of the puddle once she calmed down a bit. She still didn't want to move with her paws throbbing with pain. She still couldn't remember anything. Soon she just laid her head back down and tried to think. She felt so weak still, and it was getting dark. The stillness and the darkness was making her drowsy again. One of her muffled thoughts was "Oh man I'm going to miss the celebration!" and suddenly everything came crashing down. Her head shot up and she was overwhelmed with memories.

"Kumani" She spoke aloud this time but it was quiet and she was remembering her name and answering all her questions. She was replaying the events that led up to now in her head.





She was in the blue grasses just gazing in a valley not far from the pack grounds and she had been thinking and remembering. Her parents had been killed the same day the pack was founded.

The dream had been a memory. It was how she got her scar.

And she'd been slowly drifting towards the canyons back towards the pack. She'd absently noticed shadows from the red rock walls near her but had seen nothing alarming out of her peripheral vision as she walked. She'd had a frown on her face the entire day while everyone else was happy as could be. She let her head hang a bit as she just walked faster back to the pack.

After a few minutes she stopped as the most painful part of her memories came to mind. At that moment a kronador was right beind her about to attack and she had no armour on so she ran as fast as she could just like when she was a pup and ended up jumping over a river with a little fall and as she landed she hopped forwards and as she hit the ground it crumbled beneath her and somehow she landed on her feet and then her head, knocking her out.

"So here I am now, I guess I somehow lost the kronador." Kumani spoke again before slowly getting up and realizing she must've been here for hours the festives for Maredelius Day were bout to start and Rayo would kill her if she didn't go. She called out wondering if anyone would hear her as she tried to find her way out.

to be continued....

word count;; 1127 words

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" l ι ғ e - g o e ѕ - o n
ι т - g e т ѕ - ѕ o - н e a v y
т н e - w н e e l - в r e a ĸ ѕ - т н e - в υ т т e r ғ l y
e v e r y - t e a r , a - w a т e r ғ a l l

ι n - т н e - n ι g н t , т н e - ѕ т o r м y - n ι g н t
ѕ н e - c l o ѕ e d - н e r - e y e ѕ
ι n - т н e - n ι g н т , т н e - ѕ t o r м y - n ι g н т
a w a y - ѕ н e ' d - ғ l y . "
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[dogish]

Username:
WoI Name:
WoI Gender: Female
Personality:(short 5 words)
short Story/History:
Armour Design:
Artwork:

~Reserve Please~

[Tundra]

Please note, I have edited the first post adding a new rule. I'm not sure if TWG90 will use it again, but it is one of my rules that I keep to. I don't wish CS to get in trouble for a user using images in their forms that do not belong to them. Though not against CS rules(as far as i could read) I will not allow images from google, yahoo etc. That YOU yourself have not made. This is to prevent copyright infringement and potential lawsuits.

I also added a few helpful links to the section where TWG had you looking at the armor guidelines.