Username: XxPawlinexX
Name: Elliot (Ellie)
Gender: Female
Gender for breeding purposes: Female
Halloween Gif:
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Personality: This 'cet has a special appreciation for Halloween. She loves horror, whether it be book or movie, she loves the thrill of being scared. She doesn't mind being pounced upon when she opens her door, and generally ends up laughing. Ellie isn't easily spooked or scared off, as she's as stubborn as a mule. Though she makes friends easily, she's quite gullible as she's just a bit too trusting. Also, this
viscet is known for taking in stray animals (especially cats/kittens!), as Ellie can't stand to see anything so helpless wandering around alone on the streets. Generally, she's warm and caring, but when provoked, she has quite a temper. Ellie has been known to throw a few temper tantrums, though this rarely occurs, as she mostly keeps her wrath in check. Her favorite food has got to be pumpkin pie, specifically made by her grandmother. She can sit for hours munching on this delicious treat (she's eaten 3 in one sitting). Ellie has a bad habit of chewing on her nails whenever she's nervous, touching her neck if she's feeling shy, and biting the inside of her cheek when she tells a lie. Even though she isn't a perfectionist, Ellie always tries to put all her effort into whatever task she is focused on, even if it's gardening or simply dusting her tidy bookshelf.
Short Spooky story: Ellie removed her glove and wiped the sweat from her brow. She stood up, grunting as her tired joints struggled to cooperate. Letting a minute smile play upon her lips as she observed her work, she was quite satisfied with her efforts. Just as she began to refocus herself on the next task on her list, watering the plants she had just placed into the soil, that's when she heard it. A lonesome screech, coming from the dark woods along the side of her house. Blinking, she thought to herself, "..I'm sure it was nothing. Me and my overreactive imagination.. Pfft.. Probably just an owl or something." As soon as she had picked up the watering can, a voice crept from the forbidding forest, "Oh.. come play with me. I'm so lonely..Please..?" From what she could make out, it sounded much like a young child, high pitched, and certainly innocent. Was the poor kid lost in the dark forest, alone? She shivered at the thought, and decided it would most likely be best if she would just drop by, to see if things were really alright, as she couldn't seem to shake the feeling that grasped her.
As soon as she set a paw into the forest, she instantly regretted it. Yet, the voice called out, "I'm over here.." the voice warbled, in a somewhat sing-song voice. Ellie grimaced and stepped much deeper into the forest, which seemed to blot out all the sunlight so that soon, she was walking in near darkness. Just as she was about to turn back, she heard the voice call out to her once more, " Aw.. you're leaving me? Pity. I really want to play.." By now, the
viscet was beginning to get jumpy, and every word seemed to strike a nerve. With just a slight whimper, she broke out into a run, not knowing where home was, as it had blended together with the looming horizon long ago. Heedless of where her paws were taking her, she continued running, stumbling over tree roots, stepping on fallen branches, and plunging headfirst into danger as she ran, her eyes already blurred my the tears threatening to pour out of her eyes. At this point, she didn't care where she ran, as long as it was away from that voice that seemed to follow her. Then, something struck her, flat across the chest, knocking the wind out of her.
Sucking in a wretched breath, she looked up for once, not knowing what had hit her. The manor was enormous beyond description, and so decorated with cobwebs, littered skeletons, and finally complete with an iron gate across it. Ellie struggled to let a little air leak down her windpipe, and she sat in a trance for a bit to regain her composure once more. Blinking wearily, she thought, "I must be close to home.. maybe I can get someone to drive me back." Squaring her sagging shoulders, she pushed the squeaky gate, and it gave way without her having to put much effort into it. She stepped into the yard, and began the long walk down the driveway, which was surrounded by withered trees. They were once thriving, but now, it seemed neglected and lonely, like the manor, which she realized as she approached the once grand house. She lifted up a paw to knock, but it swung wide open revealing a shadowy hallway. "How very cliche.." then shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she continued into the yet darker realm. The door blinded her, as it seemed so long that she had last seen light. It seemed warm and inviting, and she readily pushed the door open to reveal an ornate library, complete with a tea set and an old fashioned fireplace.
"Hello..?" Her vocals, echoing around the room, made it seem as if there was more than just her in the room. As thoughts of comfort and home began to fill her head, she blinked, and everything seemed to go out as if someone had covered a lamp with a basket. The fireplace, crackling lively, had become barren, filled only with ashes and scorch marks, merely remnants of the bright, warm light, that had originally occupied the space. The tea cup had fallen, smashed to bits on the cold, uninviting floor. The window curtains had been shredded, as if someone had attempted to tear them down, but only made it halfway through the process, leaving some excess cloth dangling from the top of the window. "Play with me..." it called, this time closer, from the middle of the hallway. The sound, no longer innocent and sweet sounding, was more like a teasing, something like a wolf playing with its prey before it rushed in for the final kill. All of a sudden, Ellie felt like a piece of prey.. to some unseen force.
Paws softly touching the worn wood, she ventured back out into the hallway, but as she groped around, looking for the exit so that she could escape from this nightmare she was trapped in. "Oh.. over here..Elliot." it said yet again. Ellie let out an involuntary gasp, "How did it know me??" A bright ray of light led her to yet another door. An exit perhaps..? The doorknob was scorching hot, and she hissed through her teeth as soon as she made contact with it. Studying it closely, she decided that a door would not separate her from freedom. With a deep breath, she kicked it in, and wood splinters shattered everywhere as it collapsed underneath her. However, it left her quite unbalanced, and she fell forward, on her face. The sharp wood jabbed her face, and she stood up in much pain, from both her face and hand, which was now covered with red blisters.
Just ahead, she could see a door, leading outside. Wanting to cry from joy, she ran forward, not thinking, without the slightest hint of hesitation, she ran towards the light, towards her only means of escape.
Ellie was never prepared for the gap that she fell into. Tumbling down.. down.. down.. farther and farther away from the light. The
viscet knew all hope was lost, and squeezed her eyes shut in remorse.
She awoke in her room, in a cold sweat surrounded by the familiar objects she had known for years. Ellie cried, so overjoyed she was home, but they were silenced when she heard, "Come play again.. little Elliot, don't keep me waiting..."
