Yup :3 Feel free to try out different things, I will keep this artist search going for quite some time

Do you own any goop dragons?: nope
Dragon name (You can keep them as their numbers) : Cell
Backstory (optional) :

username: Catsrule1908
name: Mellow
gender: Female
5 word personality: “Common it’s just a joke!”
other:

username: lies with needs
name: pac
gender: female
5 word personality: awkward, needy, quiet, nervous, untrusting
other: shes gonna scream the next time someone calls her pac man

Lies With Needs wrote:username: lies with needs
name: pac
gender: female
5 word personality: awkward, needy, quiet, nervous, untrusting
other: shes gonna scream the next time someone calls her pac man

mArK

As with all things with closed species, here come the rules.


Rules
>> All Shadow Flit rules still apply
>> Do not complain if odds are not in your favor
>> Staff have their own sets of instructions for their own booths, follow them
>> Only Flitz made by the listed artists (see main thread) are considered real flitz, other flitz made by normal users are not real.






Note to artists:
Flit must have;;
-some sort of teeth edit
-Shadow Flitz may not have more then 3 uncommon edits (excluding the mouth edit) unless you have been given special permission
-Every Shadow flit must be somehow halloween themed, or have a fall marking/resemblance or something
-Adopts made for the event count toward your staff custom
-Label any adopts made for this event with HSFlitz#00 (Halloween Shadow Flitz # 00)

Note to staff:
-If you are giving out items in your booth that are not listed in the shop, let me know what they are so I can update a reference guide.

open for marking!

*screams* I am marking this so hard my fingers hurt! Omg can’t wait to see what you do! ❤️❤️

Name; ellen
Gender; female
Name meaning; a bright, shining light

Name;
Rubix
Gender;
Female
Name meaning;
Silently mysterious and alluring as well as being hard to figure out.

Lol best legit thing I could come up for her that would make sense c'x

Name; Haven
Gender; Female
Name meaning; The one-of-a-kind being with this name will offer you safety with no hesitation. They are rare and hard to track down, but it's worth it once you get to know them.

train + age Cici, please

caf. wrote:train + age Eliana, please!

train + age Eliana, please!

caf. wrote:train + age Romeo, please!

train + age Romeo, please

caf. wrote:train + age Smokey, please!

train + age Smokey, please

Username: DuskzeHedgie
Name: Dev
Gender: Female
Guess: You? =D You normally have Cancer in your sig.

DuskzeHedgie wrote:Username: DuskzeHedgie
Name: Dev
Gender: Female
Guess: You? =D You normally have Cancer in your sig.

Username: Sock.
Name: Spice
Gender: Female
Moodboard:
Spooky Gif:
Extras:

Username: Makoto Naegi Name: Caspar Gender: Male Moodboard: 🎃 Spooky Gif:

Extras: maybe

username; james.
name; Leliana
gender; female
gender for breeding purposes: female
_________________

personality; "You know, for a church Sister, you're quite the dreamer."

The unexpected though familiar words shook her from the state she had been in only moments prior: passed the heck out over an open book. Yet another long night stressing and working, trying to fix things she had no control over.

"What did you say?" She turned her head, eyes still half lidded from just waking up, to look at the curly-haired viscet working quietly in the room. He offered a confused glance before assuring her that nothing had been said, not from him anyway. "Maybe it's the spirits talking to you again," he teased with a smirk.

Leliana only rolled her eyes, refusing to humor him at all.

But the words did manage to bury themselves into the folds of her brain. There had been a time where she was outgoing. There was a time where she lived up to her nickname: Nightingale. Death and destruction changed her. Betrayal and secrets; they took a bright and shining church girl and pushed her into a life of crime where she grew paranoid, bitter, and driven by revenge. In her eyes, it's all justified; no one else was doing anything.

darkest moment in her life; she had been close to the King and Queen, Empire and Calamity, before the evil overtook their homeland. She had been their personal spymaster; someone they could trust to get the information from the enemy —- but all of that disintegrated when she made the one mistake no one ever thought she would: betraying her country for the promise of power. the one thing she regrets and always will to this very day. Because of her, the kingdom is nothing more than a shambled and broken ghost town (wip)
(optional) extras x6 (350 words or 1 art piece each - combine-able)

username;
name; Lyric
gender;
gender for breeding purposes: female
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personality; (min. 50 words / max. 200 words)
prompt 1: a story from their past; (min 200 words / max 1000 words)

(optional) prompt 2: darkest moment in their life; (max 1000 words) Having to betray the cloud viscets
(optional) extras x6 (350 words or 1 art piece each - combine-able)

Katana's Lament:
(Extra #1)

~~~~~~~~

No Longer Welcome
I know I cannot return
Alone in this world

~~~~~~~~

Story from her Past:

He must have been truly desperate to come to me.

The tavern I was in was filled with a warm light, reaching to all but the farthest corners of the room. Tables were spread throughout, surrounding by numerous viscets, laughing, eating, and telling raucous stories. From my vantage point in the corner, I could see everything, hear everything. Nothing happened without me taking note of it.

The tavern door opened, and I turned my head. My eyes narrowed when I saw who it was.

The newcomer was wearing a cloak of black, drenched from the rain outside. Underneath, he wore a tunic of white, with black pants. Although the cloak was over his head, I could clearly see his face. It was filled with worry and fear, scanning the room nervously.

The chatter of the room slowly died, as each Viscet turned to look at the newcomer. Just like me, they all knew who this Viscet was. And he was definitely not supposed to be here.

The Viscet slowly edged further into the tavern, as if regretting his decision to come here. All eyes were trained upon him as he made his way over and sat down at the counter. The Viscet lowered his hood, revealing a head covered in golden fur.

I pondered this Viscet for a moment, watching him carefully. He leaned in close to the bartender and whispered in his ear.

The bartender said nothing. He slowly raised a paw and pointed- directly at me.

The Viscet nodded and turned away, tossing a coin to the bartender. He got up and walked through the crowd, heading towards my table. The viscets of the tavern finally looked away from him and at his destination. A few gasped, and others shook their heads, but all returned to their own gatherings. The babble of the tavern soon grew again, reaching its normal volume by the time this Viscet reached me.

He sat down in the seat opposite me. I said nothing.

After a minute, he shuffled uncomfortably in his chair. I inwardly smirked, and leaned forward.

“I'm surprised to see you here,” I said in a quiet voice.

He stiffened.

“Your highness,” he muttered, through gritted teeth. “My station deserves much more than mock surprise from low-life's like you.”

I laughed.

“Low-life's like me?” I said, amused. “I'm suprised that you, Crowned Prince, came to see a such a low-life, when your station refuses you from even looking at me.”

The Viscet's eyes narrowed. He didn't reply.

I leaned back in my chair and pulled a dagger from its sheath, hanging from my belt. I fiddled with it lazily.

“What brings you here anyway, your highness?” I asked.

The prince glowered at me.

“For your information, I wouldn't even be here if it weren't absolutely necessary,” he said angrily. I rolled my eyes and listened as he continued.

“I have heard of a rumor,” he said. “That there are viscets plotting to kill the King.”

I stopped, this was unexpected. I leaned in closer.

“How?” I asked. “There are viscets guarding him day and night, inside and outside of the room he's in at all times.” I paused. “How could anyone get in?”

“I believe,” said the prince, “That there are secret passageways throughout the castle, and one just happens to lead into the King's bedroom. A Viscet with extraordinary skill would be able to sneak and take out the guards, without anyone hearing.”

I considered this for a moment.

“What do I have to do with this?” I asked.

The prince paused.

“I need someone to capture the assassin,” he said. “Someone to protect the King while he sleeps. His current guards are good but,” he looked at me. “They're nothing compared to your reputation.”

I stared at the prince.

“How can the King's advisers be okay with this?” I asked skeptically. “I'm surprised they even let you come here to talk to me.”

The prince suddenly looked guilty.

“They didn't,” he said. “When I proposed this idea to them, they shot me down. They don't trust you.

I laughed.

“That's smart,” I said chuckling. “So you snuck out of the castle to see me? How were you not caught?”

“I have my ways,” said the prince. He suddenly reached into his pocket and pulled out coin. He tossed it across the table, and I caught it.

“This will be nearly impossible,” I said. “I'd have to sneak in, find the King's bedroom without being seen, and then defeat a skilled swordsman without anyone finding out.”

The prince nodded grimly.

“I know,” he said. “But If you succeed, you will be honored above all others, and given a massive reward.” He looked me seriously in the eye. “So... will you help?”

I smiled.

“Well,” I said pocketing the coin, “How much do you have to offer?”

(812 words)

dvnc wrote:

ahh, claim