[Insurgent]

Gorgeous. TuT
I shall reserve this space. I need to go do art, and writing, and form-making, and PMing. XD

[wolf ;;]

I just wanted to ask, how old is Lunar, if she has a set age?
I need to know for my form and stuff, since it said this guy is a year older then her in Lunar's journal entry.

[nyx.]

I just wanted to ask, how old is Lunar, if she has a set age?
I need to know for my form and stuff, since it said this guy is a year older then her in Lunar's journal entry.

Lunar is around 17. ^^

[puddssoul]

~~ H A Y D E N C A R R P R I D E M O R E ~~
- “Be unite like a rain; be powerful like an ocean.”
― Abed Rahmani -

Name:
Hayden Carr Pridemore. His middle name means 'broken', to symbolize the pain and sorrow he has dealt with -- and overcome -- in his past. He often goes by his nicknames, 'Pride' or 'Den'.

Gender:
Male.

Jewel Color:
Ice blue -- he loves swimming, and controlling the water.

Birthday:
May 10, 1995. He's eighteen years old, and a Taurus, with his birthstone being the emerald.

Personality:
Hayden is slightly sarcastic and a snarky sort of sweet, he uses his joking outward appearance to hide the hurting soul inside. When he's alone, or with close friends, he is very solemn and quiet, and rarely speaks. However, he's extremely energetic and focused ninety percent of the time, and loves -- oddly enough -- hard work and accomplishing things on his own, preferring working by himself to working in a group. He finds it hard to trust other dragons, although he does his best to give everyone a chance. Overly cheerful dragons bother him, but he's good at not letting his emotions show. Any girls he courts are often surprised by how soulful and sweet he can be when he's not making jokes with his friends or flying paper airplanes. He enjoys writing down his thoughts sometimes, although he rarely keeps them, preferring it only as a method of clearing his mind before throwing the paper away. Hayden doesn't really have an angry side, however, he's VERY good at holding grudges, and has a fantastic, almost photographic memory. If you were to peel away the layers, inside, you'd simply find a confused, scared boy who doesn't really know what he wants out of life, and is just learning how to hope. Hayden delights in making new friends, surrounding himself with those who love him and enjoy being around him, something he's learned to treasure. In part, Hayden IS a mystery, because you never know which 'flavor' you're going to get.

History:
Hayden was born a rather typical child. His mother adored him and spoiled him rotten in his early years of life, while his father was never around much. When he was, Hayden's parents would fight bitterly, often causing him to find sanctuary in the darkness of his closet. They'd hoped that a child would ease the storms brewing in their marriage, but the opposite was true. When Hayden was still too young to really understand what was going on, his father left them to fend for themselves. His mother worked two jobs to keep them financially afloat, leaving Hayden to grow up virtually on his own, learning how to survive without parents. He often compared himself to orphans, even though both of his parents were still living.
As Hayden grew, he became slightly wild, and frightened his mother by staying out late and getting in with the 'bad crowd'. By the time he was a teenager, though, Hayden had realized who he was, who he was meant to be, and settled down as a calm, helpful young male. He got a job of his own to help out, and shortly after, he met Lunar. Something in her drew out the wildness that he had repressed, and before he knew it, he was looting stores, houses, whatever he could to make a living and impress her, although he wasn't sure why he wanted to. He left his mother to fend for herself -- something he's not particularly proud of -- and found his own home in the city when Lunar left. Given time to think over the feelings he had over those three years, he knew that he'd often pondered if Lunar was his soul mate -- but he couldn't be sure two souls as fiery and restless as their own could possibly be paired together with any good outcome.

Occupation:

Hayden used to be a thief, and now to make up for it, he makes an honest living working as an apprentice for a kind carpenter. He enjoys the hard work, and making things with his own paws, and can't wait until he knows all about the trade himself.

Dreams:

To make up for the life he lived before, and be someone that his family can be proud of. He wants a stable job and to own his own home, which he can decorate any way he likes. Some day, like most dragons, he would like to have a mate, although he's happy to wait as long as it takes to find the perfect girl, and he's not sure if he wants children yet.

Pet:

If Hayden could have any pet in the world, he would have a deer. He finds the animals amazingly majestic, and finds strength in the fact that they can flee from any situation without being anything less than awesome.

Art:

(by Darklexi)

(by -IzzyBee-)

(by Scootaloo.)

(by Castiel - )

(by rosepetal50)

(by Blizzardclaw)

(by eightnotes)

(lines by Fail In Love, colored by me)

(lines by Wub, colored by me)

(by me)

(by me)

(by Amberblaze)

(by Bella Star4234)

(by RavenclawHobbit)

(by RavenclawHobbit)

(by me)

(by me)

Story:

I will never forget how we gazed into each other's eyes for the longest time that night, those endless pools of blue framed by long black lashes. It was a game we played, and I never blinked first -- but sometimes I let her win. However, this game wasn't as fun. There was a seriousness to her expression that matched my own, our shoulders slumped, bodies exhausted. Crimes weren't necessarily hard for us, but they were tiring. I watched her yawn and withheld one of my own -- being tired was a sign of weakness, and I could never admit how weak I was to her. Her jewel shimmered like the stars above us as she turned to me and gave me a bored but slightly amused look. "Got something to say?" She asked a bit curtly, but I had grown used to, even perhaps fond of, her rather playful banter. I didn't know what I'd do without it.

I opened my mouth to say those words, the ones that needed so desperately to be said, like a man... but I wasn't a man. Not yet. I was only a foolish teenager with a vice for danger, I'd even lived with my mom until I'd followed Lunar to the city on a dare. I knew we needed to split up, and get out of here. But something inside me stopped me from saying it, like my throat was swelling shut -- back then, I didn't know. Now I know it was only the fear of losing her. I knew we'd be safer apart, with less of a chance of the police finding us and convicting us of our crimes, but I couldn't spit those words out, no matter how hard I tried. So instead I just shook my head and gave her a lazy smile. "Nah."

As I turned out, I didn't have to be the one to say good-bye. We fell asleep that night, her face lingering on my mind and making it hard to rest, but when I woke up, our place was empty. She was gone. I almost laughed at the irony in it, how smart she'd been to get out and brave enough not only to say it, but to say it by simply leaving, allowing me no room to argue. She'd taken some of our loot and a lot of our food, but I couldn't even focus, because something deep inside me knew I'd lost my greatest treasure. In my mind I imagined her on greater, grander pillaging, stealing from the rich, wearing fancy silver and gold jewelry. In my dreams her memory haunted me, blue eyes winking, tail swishing, wings flapping teasingly as she took to the skies with her short little laugh. For the longest time, I could think of no one but her. As I passed other girls on the street, there she was! And my disappointment when I found my mind was playing tricks could have broken hearts. But I stayed strong, and after a while, I was able to come to terms with what she had done. I wasn't angry with her, I was impressed. I wasn't depressed about it, I was glad we had both stayed safe and gotten on with our lives like we should have, like... grown adults.

Yet it would always be my life's grandest mystery as to where my darling Lunar had disappeared to....

Theme Songs:

Lonely Lullabies by Owl City or Come Wake Me Up by Rascal Flatts

Poem:

I wrote this specifically for this competition, and I find it best when I imagine Hayden singing it at night, looking up at the stars and imagining what Lunar's doing, wherever she is out there in the world.

If I could follow you into the night
I'm not sure I could even take flight
Something in me wouldn't feel right
Not even if I was tracking you in broad daylight
I thought you belonged with me, and I with you
But now I know that can't be true
You belong wild, free, out where you flew
Somewhere in the night's endless dark blue
And when the rain starts falling down
I'll still remember your voice, that sharp sound,
How with you there were stars for miles around
And no better thief could ever be found
You were the starlight of my eye,
At least until you said good-bye
I always thought you'd be forever at my side
That together, we'd enjoy the wild ride
But now you're gone and it's hard to move on
Did I do something wrong?
I'm still singing the same 'ol song
But you planned to leave me all along
If I saw you again I wouldn't know what to do
When I thought we were through
And I'm finally getting over you
And I forgive you...
But I'd give my wings if you would tell me why
Or just a chance to say good-bye
Tell me why, Lunar, tell me how
Did you think we'd end up where we are now?
I hope you hear me in the dark
I hope this reaches to your heart
See me shining in the night
Wherever in the world you are
Know I forgive you...

Friends and Enemies:

Yes, he had to move on after losing her, and making some new friends really helped that process along. Here's some of those dragons...

Percy

Owned by Persian♥, they get along well because they're both pretty brave and intelligent, and they know how to get themselves out of tight spots when need be.

Paige

Also owned by Persian♥, he gets along with this sweet girl pretty well and finds her very attractive, although it's hard for him to have a crush on any girl, because he constantly compares them to Lunar.

Kalei

Owned by pipsqueak99, this bubbly, adventurous girl often brings out a slightly more playful side in Hayden, and they get into a lot of mischief together -- although he treats her as one might treat an adored younger sister, not a love.

Unfortunately, he also made some enemies, being the bold guy that he is...

Azuri

Owned by Blizzardclaw. Azuri stole from Hayden a long, long time ago, but Hayden still hasn't forgotten, and loathes the other male.

Note From Me:

I wasn't planning on trying out for another dragon anytime soon, I was waiting for someone to strike me even more than any of the JMDs I already own. I highly doubted that could happen at all, but it turns out it happened -- and a lot quicker than I thought. I waited for a few days, deciding if I should, and then I begged my friends for help to win this gorgeous guy. If I do, I promise that I'll roleplay him with Lunar anytime you want (did I mention I love to roleplay, and I have nearly all of my JMDs active in a roleplay at the moment? Some two or three!) and treat him like the shatter-hearted king he is. <333 Thanks for listening to my rambling. XD
I'd also like to thank my friend evanescent. for helping a bit with the coding, and everyone who sold/gave me art. <3 I even added in a few pieces of my own to show how much I want him, although I can assure you it's not quite as good as what the kind users of the JMD community made for me. If I don't win him, the winner can have all of the art I commissioned/made/was gifted. ^-^

Likes and Dislikes:

Likes~
Shades of blue
Monochrome stuff
Rain
Honest people
Being on his own
Coffee
Old movies
Taking photos
Animals -- especially dogs
Dancing

Dislikes~
Pink
Being embarrassed or emasculated
Foolish or inconsiderate people
Mosquitoes
Fish
Ninety degree weather
Loud noises
Being in a crowd
Flying in bad weather

"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."
- Rabindranath Tagore

[Rose63673]

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- the last few word upon another's death in memory of them or themselves in some cases .

You want a piece of me right ?
well get in line
I have more than enough for all of yall
that's if you can find me.

Send your assassins
I doubt they would get close enough to touch me
only one person has ever gotten close enough to
but I can't find her now

Be ready to be wiped by your monotone maker
because I need a distraction
I'm looking at you ,right in front of me
Oh Lunar where have you been

If you could tell me if youve seen her
Maybe I'd let you off with a penalty
not missing for a few months
get my drift

Uhg just go
your boring and I have better things to do.
Wait sit here with you ,are you wacked
oh a reporter ,guess I can't shake you
just ask away see if I answer just return one for me



My heart is blue
I search for you
but I guess you knew
you disappeared from my view

When I'm raiding at night
I look up at the moon
and I see you
only you

Every time I feel rain
I remember all of my pain
You took my world away
Come back to me my moon

When I'm raiding at night
I look up at the moon
and I see you
only you

Give me one more chance
You could see that I care
let me have one more dance
I'll be a prince for you

When I'm raiding at night
I look up at the moon
and I see you
you with me



You wonder why my jewel is blue
Well I'll tell you
there was a girl
who wasn't as sweet as flowers
but she has my heart

With sapphires as eyes and tail
The starry night in her pelt
and one crescent moon
oh how could I not of fallen
Fallen into the trap that she set

When we first met
I may not of been a perfect angel
But it was not just her beauty
but her words ,her annoyances
her type of humor

Just kill me now if I can't see her now
"be merciful and say death"
as Romeo once said
When he was separated from Juliet
but he knew that she loved him

We had fun raiding knowing each others pros and cons
We got to know each other from talking late at night
We survived together ,and I didn't know always then
But let me say it now ,but I can't it is one of my fears
I fear that you will hate me and I will never see you

Your sapphires as eyes and tail
The starry night in your pelt
and one crescent moon oh
how could I not of fallen
Fallen into the trap that you set
I hope we are not star-bound



Give me the time I desire
Show me the stars you see
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Give me one last smile
Show me that twinkle in your eye
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Give me one last joke
Show me your delicate beads
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Give me on more race
Show me one burst of defiance again
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Give me a sign
Show me your feelings
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Give me a chance to say
Show me that I have dignity
Let you be my moon
Let me be your night

Our first conversation with Epitaph


My personality ,what a direct question .You a reporter because you sound like one ,well lets get this over with I have another thing that is better than this. I guess you could describe me as detail orientated ,fringing on OCD ,proud ,cold at a distance ,and I have a good sense of humor at times but the rest just come and meet me I.Dare.You.



I was born 18 years ,4 months ,and 6 days ago so you could say I know my age


I'm hurt ,very. I think you should walk right out of this ally right now ,how did you even find me ? but if you can't tell I'm a guy ,man ,male got it ,no questions leave.


My jewel ,well yah I'll give you that you can't tell that easily .It's Black ,you know like superman strength and evil dude destruction ,the reason why me and Lunar made such a good team since she could make harder to see us and me to break open the more resilient stuff .


The song that best represents me ,well I don't actually have a big selection to listen to but there was this one song I heard that represents me it was called Sunburn by Owl City ,I know very embarrassing. and then there was this other one what was it called again ? Oh it was called You are everything by Matthew West ,it reminds me of how I used to think of Lunar ,probably why she left I was kinda weird.


My favorite animal is a Owl ,more specifically a Great Grey Owl ,probably since I tend to like staying silent at times but talk a lot the other , I like to intimidate the people out to get me , and I love the air what a thing to feel like a predator in the sky ,I have to try to resist to pounce on unsuspecting people .


Me looking like an innocent kid and chibbified
I was born in a rather good home ,my parents were still together at the time and had jobs ,we lived in a big enough house ,I had my own room ,I had a lot of friends ,my grades were good , I had my hobbies soccer ,swimming ,strategy games and everything was pretty good . That was until the police were on our doorstep .

* Ding dong * I looked up from the computer ,was that dad? I wondered as I got up from my desk. I happily walked to the other side of the house to where the door was and my happiness nosedived .The police officer looked at me with a sad look but it was also gruff " Squirt ,happen to know where you daddy is ?" he asked and messed up my hair .I shook my head and hastily fixed my hair now rather annoyed ,I was no squirt I was nearly 8 years old . I look up defiantly " No ,do you have any more questions or can I get back to my homework ?" I say letting my annoyance creep into my voice . The officer watched me " would you please walk outside we want to interview you " he said slightly pulling me out of the door way and I did have a bad feeling but these were police officers they wouldn't hurt me right ?

Those two weren't police officers at all ,not even close .My dad had made a few bad deals with them and they wanted recompense and I was the insurance my dad would pay . I didn't know anything at the time but I didn't stay innocent for long, they told me everything all the gory details .They told me this while I sat alone in the dark for days ,I don't know how many ,and my dad never did pay.So instead of giving me back they showed me this world ,the one of always running ,assassins from crossed patrons ,and fun risky times.

I had fun for a few years but soon they were caught in a raid , I never did know their names ,but I continued alone but it was no longer fun but lonely and stressful ,thats when I found Bubby ,Ross ,and Nick. They were complete amateurs at first but they soon whipped to shape and they all were around my age give or take a few years ,I was only 15 then, and we grew close through similarities ,time ,and general brotherhood.We survived only by relying on each other and I wouldn't of ever met Lunar with out them ,so I guess it's a bit of a double edged knife for me. I miss her very much I think she was the only girl I ever opened up to ,I looked for her for several days but now I just hope I will one day see her again but I'm not saying why she left ,you make up some story about that reporter lady that is something only me and Lunar should know .



What I do now ,well I pretty much do the same thing except I'm more of a good JMD about it ,like a Robin Hood in my opinion .I no longer steal from the small barely getting by malls anymore or the charities ,no I steal from the more high-end places ,the ones that take much longer to plan ,much longer to infiltrate . This includes a new job as well ,part time , now I also work as a waiter it helps getting into the malls and food court food is to die for. I'm slowly working myself off of the addicting substance called risk but it's not going too well maybe in another 5 years or more I get off the streets for good but I'm too much of a core player right now . I live for the present ,not for the past or the future ,so my biggest dream is a hope to find Lunar and my 2nd is to survive till the next day without being caught .







I looked around the corner and my eyes zeroed in on my target, a strip mall on the west side of town .It had very lax security ,a bakery ,2 department stores ,several shoe stores and a low end jewelry store. I looked at Lunar " Ready ?" I ask and she nods her head and I smile " then lets go " and we turn the corner walking lazily and very close to each other looking like any JMD hanging out with their friend .We walk into the nearest store ,the bakery ,and I brush my tail against Lunar's the signal. She walks over and starts to distract the waitress while I swipe a few boxes of fresh pastries of the counter and put them onto my bag .I walk over to Lunar " Hey Moon we gotta go I think our friend are waiting over at Ricky's " I say with a smile ,this is going good no misshapes ,no annoying changes to the plan ,nothing going wro- I saw Bubby and Nick running from some mall cop and boom their went the plan .I run over and knock out the waitress by using the hard gem on my tail and my extra strength " Lets go ,Bicks needs help again " I say rushing out of the shop ,bicks was our nickname for Nick and Bobby since they always seemed to get in trouble .I let Lunar take care of the mall cop as I ran to Bicks " what did you two do now ?" I ask trying to mask my laughter with gruff anger as I watch Lunar take out the mall cop by tripping him with a water whip ." I did nothing ,it was this Dumbo next to me " Nick said " Tripping on some toilet paper on my paw does not make me have to have the nickname Dumbo " Bobby says hitting Nick .I wack both of them on the heads a grin cracking as Lunar comes running behind us catching up " What did these two bubble heads do now " she said . " Tell ya later right now we need to get out of here " I say getting out of the mall as Nick hands me a box . I knew what was in the box ,just another present for Lunar that I always act as if I found them on one of the tables since I didn't think she felt the same for me.... but I haven't changed ...well haven't changed much and I still think about her sometimes now but I guess that was one love never meant to felt by both parties ,please move on to your next question please







My likes and dislikes? well let me lay this out so your puny mind can comprehend parts of me that is compliant enough to answer. I love Sapphires ,Roses, Winter when the stars come out , Owls, NCIS, Strawberries ,Starfruit , The Warrior Heir book, Blue , Stars ,Swirls ,and Chocolate Turnovers hmmm....err back to topic. I like , listen like not love , Turquoise , History ,Birds ,Bluebonnets ,Strawberry filled stuff ( not as good as just strawberries ) ,Soccer ( or Football depending on where your from ) ,Water , Spring when all begins anew ,tulips like the ones my mother used to have ,fancy pens that were always scattered every where at times * sigh * um forget the last to things please and don't publish that. I really hate Death , Orchids , pretenders ,Law ,Of Mice and Men ,Who ever originally said dragons don't exist , Math , Bees , Wasps ,and Snakes . Thats mostly it I do have a few hidden fears that I will not tell you so you can publish this and have every person who currently has a grudge with me can see them .



When I last saw her..

Tiny note from the reporter/ myself
Hello and I'm glad you took the time to read this ,I would love to have this guy as my first JMD even if I don't deserve him. I plan on donating all the art to the winner of this fine young JMD and whatever name he decides to take on so he may have lots of love already . This has even been a journey for me because I actually explored my self for parts of him to write , as well that I had figured out the secrets of coding on his form for the first time . I would love to rp with this lord of a JMD and most of the rp I had been in I had drop out of due to some family problems but I believe that they are over and done so I can rp again. Most of the art has been done by me or colored in by me since I was unable to recuit others ,other than BlueKibby thank you so much for helping , in time to help my cause of trying to adopt this dashing JMD so please click all of the links and I hope you enjoy.
Sincerely ,KyrenRose

don't meet me in the dark I look a bit creepy



Who I used to be I'll never know but just keep moving and I'll become the person I was meant to be

[~Rose Tyler~]

name:Hello the name is Solitare
gender: I'm male
personality:I 'm Strong and Clever like a Tramp pretty much I got a gang and I got a record and I got a girl. Well I'm sly naad pretty arrogant and I know it too. I'm Handsom and slick and I know that too cause when I wlk down the street the ladies line up. I'm what they call the cool type.
his history: I was abadoned by my parents when I was young until a JMD by the name of Rex found me Rex trianed me to steal and loiter an dI've been doing it my whole life now. I met this really pretty lady and we ran around together for about three years until she left. we would steal together and escape together we would even wind up in jail together sometimes. she was my dream come true and I hope she knew that cause she broke my heart. since then I've been looking for her but I've had no luck finding her.
story about when he was with Lunar years ago, or them meeting back up (or another idea, but PM me, it's gotta be similar!)
WIP
and art. At least one piece with him & Lunar, please. c: WIP
must be active around the fanclub (start now if you want him. c: )

[Umbrakinesis]

DOLLAR

WARNING: I went totally overboard with the gifs - sorry!

Name: Dollar. It was different once, but he has put that behind him.

Age: 17 and 10 months . . . What, it's almost a year older.

Favorites:

Color: Green. Preferably darker shades.

Birthday: October 13th.

Animal: Tiger. He has no idea why . . .

Word: Fanged. Le don't ask . . .

Jewel color & power: Black - Destruction and strength.

Book/series: His dark Materials by Phillip Pullman

Movie:The aristocats. he knows it's a kids movie,
but he's been on the streets since 4th grade.

Career: Raider. Just a raider. Not really a career . . .

Sound: Shattering windows

Dwelling: A treehouse in Olympia, upkept with stolen money. Shared with the rest of his gang.

Personality: Cunning, sly - practically synonyms. Controlling. Determined. Strong. Secretive.

Least favorites:

Color: Pink

Story - Childhood: Dollar - or, rather, Chester - was born in Olympia to

Animal: Mouse.

two rather mean parents. His definition of 'comfortable bed' was a pile

Word: Drug. it sounds wrong.

of old clothes in the basement. He went to an elementary school

Book/series: Any book of nursery rhymes.

called Smith hill. There, Chester found two friends - Sam and Thomas.

Movie: Stuff that's too grown-up.

But the bad came, too - his arch enemy, Max, and his willing minions Charles and King.

Sound: Sad music.

The two groups lived in an uneasy peace, but all that soon changed.
It was a gray, rainy day, and as they approached eachother

over the field, they prepared for the worst.

As thunder crackled above (Nothing stopped recess),

all began to run, nearly colliding. Dollar, a.k.a.

Chester for a few minutes

longer, reared up and landed a hard blow on Max's head,

then dropped to all four paws again,

lunging for his opponent in the moment of weakness.

But he was unprepared for what happened next.

He had just gotten his forelegs around Max's neck, and was trying to strangle

him, when Max fell and rolled to the side, Crushing Dollar's
Left foreleg. He didn't let go, and clung there until Max shook him off,
coughing and wheezing. He looked at his foreleg.
It appeared fine, but when he tried to stand on it, He fell.
Sam and Thomas helped him off the schoolgrounds to a safe place -
their clubhouse. There, they saw to his leg.
They renamed themselves Steam, Western, and, of course, Dollar.
The three were asleep soon, Dollar resting with his left leg
splayed out - and he still limps on it today.

Story - teenage:
(First person . . . or rather, first dragon.)

I'll never forget that day . . . June 17th, 2009, wasn't it?
Yes, it must have been. I marked it on my calendar.
There was nothing special about the day itself -
Warm, gray, and damp, like the past week or so. It wasn't
too bad, except it made my leg act up. I was walking down the sidewalk,
as casually as I could - considering my left foreleg buckled every other step or so.
I got a lot of questioning stares as I walked down
what's-it-called, but nobody stopped me.
Nobody called out.
Except her.
Beautiful eyes . . .
beautiful blue jewel . . .
If ever a JMD was in love at first sight,
it was me. "Excuse me," she said, "but . . . are you okay?"
I was stuttering. "Er - yes- yes. I'm fine.
M-much better now, I think. Just - just, er, the damp -
makes this dadgum thing act up."
"Alright," she said. She turned to go. "I'll go. but . . . do you know
a good place to stay?"
The treehouse! "Yes, as a matter of fact
I just might. Let me show you -but first, are you
okay?" I had just noticed she looked tired . . . battered.
"Yes . . ." she said distractedly. "i've just . . . been traveling . . .
a while." "Well, follow me." I said as invitingly as I could.
"And just ignore this leg." She followed willingly enough.

On the way back, we were pretty much silent.
When we got to the tree, she hesitated.
"It looks better on the inside," I promised as I started up
the ladder. She nodded and followed.
"Steam! Western! We've got company!" I called.
I reached down to help her up. "Need a paw, er -?"
"Lunar," she said. "My name is Lunar." She accepted the help,
and I nearly fainted at the feel of her paw. If this was
'lovesick', then lovesickness is a terrible disease.
It may well be fatal eventually. "I'm Dollar," I said.
It was hard to get out. When we stepped in, I heard her
gasp. We really went overboard with that place, you know -
Stuff hanging from the rafters, taking up floor space and
shelf space, and crammed into cardboard boxes. Steam and Western
were over in a corner, counting money. "Welcome to our home, Lunar,"
I said proudly. "If you need a rest, nobody uses the blue hammock."

"So, Dollar," said Western, "did you get to see that jewelry shop?"
"No, I didn't," I confessed. "Jewelry shop?" said Lunar. "You mean that one over on
the corner?" "Yeah, that's the place," said steam. "I probably shouldn't tell you this,
but we're gonna raid it tonight." "Er . . . would you like to join us?" I offered.
She swung her backpack down and left it on the floor. "Sure," she said.
"I mean, I guess I would. Is this what you do for money, though?" "Yep,"
I declared proudly. "We're some of the best raiders in the country! And it's

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not just for money. It's just . . . well, it's a career. A life." "Well, I'll come."

- Raiding

she said. "And I was in the store. I'll tell you about it."

- Nighttime

We all listened intently while she did.

- The city

- Lunar and the rest of the gang

After dinner - cooked on a stove bought with stolen money - and courtesy of Moi -
we waited and reviewed plans until about 11 o'clock - guard-changing time, when
we could slip in.

As we crouched behind a garbage can in the back alley, the guard on the door left,

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and we darted in quickly. Avoiding alarms and cameras, we grabbed what we could.

- Pink

"Now watch this," I told Lunar with a sly smile, trying to impress her. I stalked over to a window

- Girly stuff

near - but not too near - the back door. I whipped my tail at it, shattering the glass.

- Bright happy stuff

"Now come on!"I whispered, hearing the guard's footsteps.

- Weaklings

"This way - while he's distracted!" We dashed out the door and back to the treehouse.

We all slumped down in our respective hammocks - I in the dark green, Lunar in the blue,
Steam in the orange and Western in the purple. That's how our first raid together went,
and we had a good laugh when we saw the entire cash register in there.


Note & Credits:
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Note: A 1x1 would be awesome - I live to Rp! As long as we're both active, I'm definitely up for it!

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I'm actually going to end this in a few hours- so finish up WIPs if you can!

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you have one hour to finish edits then im judging and announcing the winner. ^^

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first, a big, big thank you two my two guest judges, Transparency. and The Amethyst Pirate!
I probably couldn't have come to a decision without you two and I greatly appreciate your help!

I would do this who announcement thing so much more formally if there wasn't a thunderstorm a couple miles a way- and I don't have the time if I lose power. So here we go!
The winner of this JMD is puddssoul! Congrats! I loved how much art you had, and what you thought his history was like- especially how they knew they had to split up but Lunar left first, it's exactly how I pictured it myself. Amazing job, and take care of Hayden!

there will be one runner up, but I am currently stuck between KyrenRose and Midnightbird's forms. I'll either bring in a third guest judge or flip a coin- I dunno, I'll figure it out. xD