[Aethyrr]

Too lazy to put up the Sima info. xD Anyway, this is my lovely Sima. I love him/her, but I have to adopt him/her out. As you can see he/she has spiral horns. The scar I added on there as an item since it was an option alread. ^.^ It has a sword, and a dagger on the belt as well as a pouch on the tail. It has a Saber Jewel and several pieces of armor as well.

Can't post the form till October 1, but you can still reserve. ;3

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[Shaymins]

Reserved ouo

[bsktcase]

reserving so hard <3

[fairy king]

Afua means Mercy and Protection in Swahili

Olympians

Male

Afua is very caring and protective, though can be stubborn at times. Afua is fairly outgoing and is a brave warrior, though he doesn't like war or battle. He is kind and merciful, as his name suggests and takes care of anyone in need. He also loves children and takes care of them and protects them whenever he can or it is needed.

Afua is a teen

The Test
Afua lifted his head from his paws to the sound of a young boy. “Help, somebody please help!” He took off running towards the sound. “I'm coming! Hang in there!” He approached a young Sima. “What is it, what's wrong?” Afua asked. “It.... It's got my mommy!” The little boy said, looking off towards a gigantic rat dragging a Sima away. “Darn those ROUS's.” Afua cursed. “I'll get her, just stay here and whatever you do, don't go near them.” He took off as fast as he could in the direction of the giant rats. Afua approached the ROUS and struck it with his paw. Surprised, the ROUS dropped the boys mom and turned towards Afua. “Run!” He said to the Sima. “Get out of here and be careful!” The ROUS struck at Afua and tackled him. Afua pushed the animal off and struck it again. The ROUS clawed him on the nose just before Afua hit it's leg, injuring it enough for it to run off. When he turned around, however, Afua saw another ROUS about to attack the boy. He took off, taking out his sword in the process. “Get back!” He said, though the sound was muffled from the sword in his mouth. The ROUS smirked and turned towards Afua. “Just leave the boy alone.” He said. “Oh I'll leave him alone for now, but once you're gone there will be no one to stop me. “I'll protect them both with my life.” The boy's mother said. “Ma'am get back! I can handle this!” Afua said. The ROUS attacked Afua but he quickly counter-attacked, cutting off it's toe. The ROUS yelped and ran off towards it's brother, slightly off balanced from it's lack of toe. The mother looked towards Afua. “You're hurt. It got you on the nose.” She said. “Come back to our home and let me clean it for you.”

The Crowning

“Thank you.” The mother said as she tended to his wound. “How could we ever thank you?” Afua looked up at the Sima. “You needn't do anything for me.” He said. “I ask nothing in return.” The young boy walked up to the two Simas. “But we have to do something. You're like a prince.” Afua laughed silently. “I am indeed no prince.” He said. “Well you deserve to be one.” The little boy replied. “You're brave and kind, that's what makes a prince isn't it?” He walked off to his room in search for something. “He's right.” The boys mother said. “All you need to be a prince is a kind heart and a brave soul.” They were silent for a moment, then the boy came back with a book and an armor headpiece. “I've been reading this book.” The boy started. “It's about this boy who was the bravest knight of them all. He was very kind too, and one day, he did something really amazing and He became a prince. So doesn't that mean you can too?” Afua looked at the boy and smiled. “And all the knight had to do to become a prince was wear a crown and some guy said, you are now a prince.” The boy held up the Armor headpiece. “So will you be a prince?” Afua smiled and knelt down to the boy. They little one placed the headpiece on Afua's head and said, “You are now a prince.” The mother looked at the two boys and smiled. “You will always be our prince.” She whispered.

(ROUS's or, rodents of unusual size, belong to MGM)

Afua loves to protect and help anyone in need and is always lending a helpful hand. He is a strong fighter when needed but is also full of kindness. He is very humble and merciful and is always giving others a second chance.

Afua can be stubborn at times and doesn't know how to say no to someone in need, even if it means he could get hurt.

Most of all Afua loves to help others in need but when he isn't helping out he loves to read and draw. He loves to read sci-fi/fantasy stories most of all but he will read pretty much anything. Afua loves to draw characters from the books he reads and make the books come to life. Sometimes if the book ends in a way he doesn't like he will come up with his own ending or continue it on for a while.

Afua hates to see anyone get hurt and always thinks there is something he could have done to save them. He also hates endings to anything.

The headpiece he wears did not come with the armor. He once saved a young boy and that boy gave him the headpiece as a thank you because the boy believed Afua deserved to be a prince and that headpiece was the closest thing to a crown that the boy could give. Afua never takes it off and it reminds him why he helps everyone, because if he didn't who would have given them hope.

[Qualeo]

Reserve

[Lindsey.]

~||U S E R N A M E||~
Im Lindsey. But you can call me What ever you'd like!

~||S I M A N A M E||~
Zelda

~||S I M A A G E||~
16 In Sima Years. 5 in human years.

~||S H O R T S T O R Y A B O U T Z E L D A||~

Y E A R 1:
Zelda opened her weak eyes for once. Her mother and dad stood over her smiling of their new arrival. She laughed kicking her legs up and down. She dropped her jaw and fluttered her eyes. Her parents smiled and licked her. He enjoys this company and attention, as she's never none it before with her eyes closed. Her parents smiled and looked up at each other and spoke almost silently. "Only one?" Her dad asked. "Yes, isn't that great!" Her mum looked exited to not have any more. Her dad on the other hand wanted a boy. Zelda looked ready eyed at her father and let out a cry. "See what you've done?!" Her mother nursed her and licked her as we father grunted. When she was able to walk she wobbled around like a penguin. Laughing and falling she went along the cave looking proudly a her parents. Her mum laughed but her dad lowered his eyes. She copied him and sneezed He laughed at that a little.

Y E A R 2:
Zelda was firm on her legs and proud to be about 7 Sima 'Ages'. She was still a bot immature but surely that would go away. Zelda took her firsts steps outside and loved it. She crunched around in the autumn leaves making a mess. Her mother smiled and dad grunted. He refused to smile unless he had a boy. Zelda's father decided if he couldn't have a boy, then he'd treat her like one. He grabbed her scruff ad told her mum he was leaving with Zelda. "Have fun darlings!" She tended to her grooming. Her dad set Her down firmly in the ground and yelled for her to be like a boy, strong and brave. Zelda remembered those words.

Y E A R 3:
Zelda was about 10 years now. She kept quiet ever since her father said that. She never said much just,"thank you, your welcome, yes, no, okay," She constantly stuttered and chocked on words. Some called her 'Speachless' as a result of her insecurity. She even let a tear slip every once and a while pouring her emotions with in it. Zelda Regreted this year as it showed weakness later in her life. She said,"I'd do anything to show those punks that I'm real, feelings ad bravery went into me, just with more bravery,"

Y E A R 4:
Zelda was 13 By now, atleast she thought. She hadn't kept up with anything, just her name and her gender. She scared my walked into the woods and watched her mother. "Mum?" She almost said. Her mum looked at a bush eith poisonous berries and sighed. "I can't handle this life," then she ate one and seconds later fell on the floor dead. Zelda scowled and ran away tears in her eyes. She told her father who let a year slip too.

Y E A R 5:
This is the present year:
Before leaving on her own, her dad awarded her with fierce Armour and weapons. This is what she carries until today here she's been caught by society of her uniqueness. She's now going up for adoption and I'm hoping to be the lucky winner.

~||S I M A A R T||~
(Uncolored)



(Colored)



(Simas for tryout art and ones I already own)



~||S I M A G E N D E R||~
Female, Fae, Girl, What ever you'd like to call that gender; she's a bit Tom-Boyish.

~||W H Y D O E S S H E H A V E A R M O U R ?||~
Zelda was given her Armour before she left for good. It was a reminder if the boy her father wanted in he mind, but in his Eyes, a protective gift. She just uses it as a protecion form her life and past. She holds in to too much Too much memory for her to handle on her own. the only time she takes it off is to shower. Otherwise it's on her all of the time. It needs a Good washing, but he won't take it off long enough to. Zelda used to constantly take it off until she turned 14. She hasn't normally taken it off yet. {beside the fact of washing}


~||S I M A P E R S O N A L I T Y||~
Zelda is a quiet and the most strongest Sima I know. She isn't only strong of strength, but will. She's inpatient and loves to rally. She also is very interested in War. Specifically WWII. She's more of a drama free teacher's pet. Zelda loves to take walks, but only alone. She always takes pity on herself. For her mother, for her being born. "If she didn't want me, why didn't he kill me instead of herself?" That's her 'pity on me' quote that she uses on her dad. Zelda's more of te grinch kinda sima, just less meanness, and more bravery. She's very insecure of herself and her surroundings. Zelda is a determined sima, you can give he that. She takes a little too muh pity on herself and usually grunts. She can be bad tempered and dishonest, that's when she's annoyed though.

~||H O W M U C H L O V E ?||~
If I won Zelda...

•She'd have a spot in my gallery all to herself
•She would get special made art
•She would be made another form
•Given Items
•I would show her off in every way I could
•Show all of my friends

~||L I K E S||~
•Her Amour
•Thunder
•Lightning
•Rain
•Caves
•Darkness
•Alone
•Wind
•Climbing
•Night
•Waterfalls
•Grass
•Rocks
•Mountains
•Rivers/Lakes/Ponds/Oceans
•Swords
•WWII
•Civil War

~||D I S L I K E S||~
•Sunny Days
•Sun
•Crowds
•Other Simas
•Cars
•Jungle
•Spiders
•Snakes
•Bright/Neon colors
•Lights

~||D I S O R D E R S||~
This is Zelda's problem... Example: OCD

•OCD
•Bipolar
•Clostrophobic

~||H E R S W O R D||~

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DROPPING OUT ALL ART GOES TO WINNER!

[Aethyrr]

Form is up ^^

[finoodle]

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Cute6066

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Alexander The Great

•|Gender|•
Male

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[Zvarjaciely]

Wowowow! A huge reserve for me x3

T H I S I S M Y K I N G D O M C O M E . . .

Username: Zvarjaciely, at your service c:
A Little About Me: Well, hi, I'm Zvarjaciely, it's a Belarusian word meaning 'distraught'. Yeah...but you can call me Zvar as it seems to be my most common nickname c: I have long been a secret admirer of Simas, and today, when I realized they had opened up once again {I hadn't checked the thread in a while, slow aren't I |D} I did not hesitate to jump in to the world of Simas! This Sima is the first out of those for adoption- out of all of them, yes- that I felt a connection with. I would be overjoyed were I to win this beauty- the first one I tried for, and to win her- I would be shocked, elated, but shocked! Well, I guess that's enough about me for now. <3
Name: I would give this Sima a two-part name; Karalieusky Rycar.
Name Meaning: This is a Belarusian/Belorussian name, meaning, simply but beautifully, 'Royal Knight'.
Pronunciation: Her first name is pronounced kay-ruh-lee-oo-skee, and the second rī-kahr.
Nickname(s): Starburst and Saber are two of this Sima's favored nicknames, but we as Chickensmoothieans mostly call her Kara, or occasionally Ry {ree}. Cerulean also works as an all-around nickname for her.
Gender: Kara is most definitely a female Sima, although she wouldn't take offense if you thought she was a male.
Age: Kara is approximately 18 or 19 Sima years old.
Label: The Knight/The Valiant
Typing colour: Depending on her mood, Kara will speak in either #120A8F or #1874CD.
Personality: Valiant ~ Noble ~ Well-Mannered ~ Good ~ Friendly ~ Self-Sacrificing ~ Loyal ~ Charismatic/Powerful

T H I S I S M Y K I N G D O M C O M E .

Dislikes
× Stuck-up Simas
× Water/Swimming
× School
× Deserts
× Fog
× Dense forests
× Darkness
× Not having a choice
× Killing/deadly fighting
× Over-the-top gore

Likes
√ Owls
√ Moss
√ Meadows
√ Sunshine
√ Flying
√ Swordfighting
√ Being alone
√ Running
√ Tending to plants
√ Cloudwatching & stargazing
5 odd quirks:
1.) When she is tense, anxious or frightened, Kara grasps the hilt of her sword in her mouth and bites it, worrying at the oddly soothing leather-wrapped surface until it has bite marks set into it, which indeed it does, and has had already for quite a while. Fortunately, the leather seems to suffer no damage from all the gnawing.
2.) Kara has an obsession with owls and hawks. Red-Tailed Hawks, Great Grey and Masked Owls in particular. She says, in her "red" or more extreme moods, she would want to be a Great Grey Owl, a massive cloud of twilight that riams the skies as silently as the sun shines and with gleaming claws deadly like the fangs of a tiger. But when her spirits are lighter, and she as a Sima is happier, she has repeatedly expressed that she would want to be a red-tailed hawk, with their glorious russet feathers and precision flight as they swoop and dip through the thermals. And finally, in her most frustrated, defiant, mutinous, hate-ridden moments, Saber would take to the sky as none other than a peregrine falcon, diving at speeds of over 200 miles per hour.
3.) Kara's sword was forged by her master, who she ironically turned on and struck down, murdering him swiftly and impassively with the sword he had labored over for countless hours. To this day, while she shows utterly no feelings of remorse for what she did, she has also revealed practically nothing from that day, in particular the main reason why she killed him.
4.) Kara refuses to wear Band-Aids. She prefers to let her wounds heal "naturally", mainly because she rarely suffers them at all. She doesn't like anything besides handkerchiefs (used as tourniquets oftentimes) applied to any of her injuries, rather thsn using antibiotics, because she knows they will heal themselves.
5.) Due to the gritty texture and odd flavor, Kara utterly flat-out refuses to eat pears. Any kind of pears, served in any way possible. She will not eat them. They are rough, bitter, awful, and she dislikes even touching them.
Why is her nose scarred?: It is a battle eound from long ago- when she and a friend-turned-enemy were swordfighting, Kara had scarred this friend across her tail jewel long ago, and her fellow Sima decided it was the perfect opportunity to take revenge. She was aiming for Jara's right eye, so as to slice a cleanscratch across it and leave her half-blind, but Kara stepped back only fast enough to scar her nose instead. She is grateful the wound never did get to her eye, turning the credit to her cat-like reflexes for instinctively dodging her backwards. For if it had hit her eye, it would have permanently ended her career as a warrior.
What is her dream job?: Kara would love to be nothing more than what she is right now- a warrior, a swordfighter, a stealthy foe and along with it all, a blacksmith.

[finoodle]

Dropping out people can use my name I just saw another staff litter one I really wanted though whoever wins this one is very LUCKY!