username;; Hello, I am Drizzle Wolfie. I currently own no makos. I hope I have the honor to make this mako my
first!
mako name;; His name would be Cecil. I chose this name because it is the name of my grandfather. Also, it is a rather sharp and unwelcoming name in my opinion. That makes it much like his personality.
gender;; male
story of his battle with a shark;;
Cecil raised his eyes drowsily. He turned them toward the entrance to his den. The grim light of dawn made the brown rocks of his home change color to the pale grey of the sky. A gentle rain pattered outside. He remembered he was meeting some of his friends on the ledge today. He sluggishly rose to his paws and trotted outside. The cold rain hit him and a shiver ran down his spine. He kept going though. Soon he was in sight of the ledge. The ledge was a jarred rock niche that extended out into the sea. He saw all the familiar faces of his friends. They were already there. He quickened his pace to greet them. “Hey guys!” He said sitting down next to his friend. They seemed too enveloped in their conversation to notice Cecil’s greeting. He noticed the girl he fancied was in the group. He looked at her for a moment then turned his attention back to his friends. He listened to their conversation and realized it was about sharks. The thought of the creatures made Cecil shudder. “I heard someone fought a shark last week!” Said one of Cecil’s friends. “A Shark?! No way!” Said another. Cecil foolishly commented. “Th-That was me!” He said. They all turned and looked at him. “You!? Cecil!?” A laughter broke out among them. “Honestly! I did!” Cecil fibbed, embarrassed in front of the girl he liked. His face flushed a deep red. “Alright superstar.” Said the friend sitting beside him. “If you really did what you say how about we all swim to shark territory and watch you fight one now!” Cecil was astonished. He couldn’t back out now. “Alright! I will.” He squeaked. “Well alright come on guys we got to see this.” He said mockingly. The rain fell heavily now. They all dived off the ledge into the water. Cecil remained on the ledge a moment then reluctantly followed. They swam until they reached shark territory. Cecil was so frightened at the dark mysterious waters. He cringed, but he kept swimming forward. There was an abandoned ship where the sharks lived. Cecil swam down to it and some of the braver friends followed but kept their distance. He entered a half shattered window and swam into the horribly decrepit ship. Seaweed grew from the cracks and holes. Barnacles were everywhere. All of a sudden he felt a horrible pain in his leg. He whipped around to see a shark biting his leg. He squirmed to get free. Crimson leaked from the wound. Cecil hit the shark with his tail and it let go. He furiously tried to swim away but the bite crippled him. He felt the sharked teeth on his dorsal fin now. He reached around to bite the shark on the nose. The shark opened his mouth and Cecil felt its teeth scrape his eye. That’s when Cecil caught glimpse of his friends. The shark had vanished and they helped him to the surface.
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I'm S y k e s.C:
I have seen you around before Death Clock.>u<
I adore him, hes so stunning.c:
So i'm gonna try out.
If I win him,
he will be my first Mako.<3333
I would name this baby Vladimir.
Male, of course.
A blood bath, crimson surrounded his body. What happened? What had went wrong? The horrible fate that held within him, man overboard.. She held his heart and soul... Your words pull me under... Like a ghost in the snow, I disappear..
Swimmingly good day so far for Vladimir and his love. They laid on the warm sandy beach. Their tails intertwined. He nuzzled her and smiled. "Lets go for a swim."With a nod she stood up along side of him. They both made their way to the water, when they got there they chased each other down, deeper and deeper going out, farther and farther.. Eventually you couldn't see the beach. They swam around, when his love had laughed menacingly. He stared at her confused. When she whistled. And below her swam up three large sharks, two hammer heads and one tiger shark. Obviously the tiger was the leader. Full of scars and rips and tears in his fins. She laughed, "Oh Vlad, you didn't think someone like me, would love someone like you?" Vladimir swam in one spot, his heart dropped and it felt like the ocean swallowed up his heart and soul. She was his home, his life. She had laughed. "Boys get him!" As the sharks swam at Vladimir at full speed he growled. He moved swiftly from them. As they all three attacked, he couldn't get all of them. He had felt his fin get bit and he growled. He took his back legs and claws into the sharks eyes. He had fought them off, as he still went going strong. One shark came from behind, flipping his tail fin that was razor sharp across Vladimir's eye. Causing him to loose sight and couldn't see from his left eye. He swam away in pain only to be chased after. He felt something hit him in the back of the head and he was knocked out cold. He drifted to the bottom of the sea. Alone and in the dark, he didn't think he'd wake up. When he woke up he was laying down in a sandy area, and the tide washed across his wounds. Opening his eyes, he was now blind in one. He knew his body would have scars, his whole body ached, and a rib or two was broken along with his back paw. Which never healed correctly, and along with the bite marks he limps now. Once handsome, and a stunning male. He now was scarred and miserable. With nothing left to look forward to or live for. He would never mate or love, afraid the same situation would happen. Now he lives in a crystal cave, away from any social places. And lives with the water and crystals and few fish that circulate throughout the beautiful cave.
Ah, Vladimir is different then others. You may gain his trust, you may gain his friendship. But he will never truly care for you. His words will sting, and his teeth will burn. He may never care about you, or he may keep you close to your heart. But you will never know. He is heartless, and could care less about anybody else. Throw him into the flames, and watch him burn. He doesn't care. He wants to die, though he isn't depressed. We live, to die. We are born into the world, and in the end we die. Eventually fading from the memories of the dearly beloved. Is how dear old Vladimir sees it. He is courteous. And will show his manners. If you get snippy with him, he will turn in a heart beat, ready to kill. He will dig his claws and teeth into your soul Ripping down your body and self esteem. And he finds it fun and great. But most of the time he sticks to himself then go to others, for he is pretty anti social along with all of this. He hates everybody, and doesn't socialize much.
Bring me the horizon;
Hospital for souls.
Blessed with a curse.
Don't go.
You and me at six;
Bite my tongue- Feat. Oliver sykes.
Of mice & men;
When you can't sleep at night.
Second and seabring.
Placebo;
Running up that hill.
Why do you not care for love?
"Why should I? Why would I?"
Favorite quote?
"What a waste of a perfectly clean wrist,
can we create something beautiful then destroy it."
Will you ever open your heart up again?
"Hah. No."
What if you saw the one who hurt you again?
"You don't want to know."
death clock wrote:it will end December 20th, and you can add as much art as you want if it's an extra, but the quantity won't necessarily be an advantage, so much as the quality and relevance of the pieces to the character.
death clock wrote:it will end December 20th, and you can add as much art as you want if it's an extra, but the quantity won't necessarily be an advantage, so much as the quality and relevance of the pieces to the character.
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