[grizzly.]

Username: grizzly.
Name: Jinx
Gender: Female
Personality: wip.
Regret: wip.

I will work on this as much as I can over my vacation...probably won't be able to get on much tomorrow... //afraid of planes// and am flying out of state in a few hours, but no doubt that I will brew something good up for this beautiful gal!

//idea -do not steal- ;; reason why she changed her name to Jinx.//

[Musicart]

I'd just like to say that i absolutly adore your designs, they are so amazing!!

Might try out for her

[~north~]

Username: Trou
Name: Siren
Gender: Female
Personality:
Siren is a rather distant girl; she keeps herself apart from much of life, watching from the sidelines. When she does interact, she seems cold, bitter, and rather cynical, though this is not because she is cold at heart. Rather, it is because she is afraid to become attached. She is slow to trust and slow to allow others to trust her; in fact, if she feels that someone is becoming too trusting of her, she will purposely snub them, simply to push them away. Not that she doesn't like others; in fact, when another pseudo does gain her trust, she is loyal to the point that she will go to the death for them. She is reluctant to allow this to happen, however, as she is always afraid that she will hurt the ones she loves.
Beyond the icy aloofness, Siren has a strong taste for music. She loves the sound of birdsong, and will try to mimick it, as well as any other beautiful sound she hears. This is only when no-one is around, however; she would hate anyone to know that she has an appreciation for loveliness. Siren is also very intelligent, in a practical way. She is serious and does not laugh at much, but gentle. Very rarely will she allow her emotions to lead, instead relying on common sense and her amazing bank of knowledge.
Regret:
Siren's regret is one that she always hides; it is the thing that has scarred her past, and made her the cold, distant creature she is today. What hurts Siren the worst, is the fact that it came not from her capacity for darkness, but her capacity for love.
When she was younger, she had a friend- a very close friend, who was a sister to Siren. This pseudo's name as Lorelie, and Siren and Lor(as she was called) grew up together, took care of one another, and loved one another as if they really were family. Each knew the other's hearts as if they were their own. There could not have been two closer friends.
While Siren had always been serious, in those days she was not so reserved, and she lived and loved and made friends. Lor was bright and outgoing, funny, fun-loving, and always ready to laugh. Because of this, she had many, many friends, though was close to none but Siren. However, she would of course spend time with these other friends. Siren did not know them well, and so usually she stayed behind and was lonely for as long as Lor was with them. Over time, this happened more and more often; but Siren, trusting her friend, never wondered why she was spending less time with her, and only waited for when Lor would return. She would be bitter, however, and weep alone some salty tears.
One day, Lor returned to Siren with another pseudo- a male named Leviathan. She declared to her long-time friend that she was in love with Lev. What's more, she planned on becoming Lev's mate, and on moving out of the den she and Siren shared into Leviathan's den. Leviathan was handsome, Siren could tell, with a kind of charm, but his eye gleamed with nothing that was good, and Siren distrusted him. Lor, however, on hearing Siren's warnings, accused Siren of jealousy; there was a fight, and Lor left for Leviathan.
Time passed; Lor and Siren still spent time with each other, and they remained friends, but nothing like it was before. Siren still bared her heart to her friend's, but it seemed to her that Lor had closed to her, and no longer shared everything with her. Also, Lor never seemed her proper self; she was less outgoing, and often lapsed into silence. Siren suspected that some foulness was going on with Leviathan, and determined that she would visit the den, to see what was going on. Lor hurriedly brushed Siren off, however, saying that a visit was not necessary, and perhaps they could get together again in Siren's den?
Siren determined to go anyway, and see what was really going on, despite the fact that Lor so keenly wanted her to stay away. As dusk fell, a few days later, Siren swung down from the trees to visit Lor and Lev's den. It was dark within, and she had difficulty seeing. Nervously, she entered in, calling out to Lor. At first there was no answer; then she heard snarling, in Lev's voice, and fearful sounds that were clearly Lorelie. She heard words that sounded like "get out" and "go away", and assuming Leviathan would come to make her leave, Siren prepared herself to fight.
Sure enough, a dark shape plummeted towards her, screaming at her to leave with malice in its eyes. Baring her teeth, Siren leapt at it, until it lay lifeless below her. Triumphant, Siren called into the den for Lor, saying that she was freed; but the pseudo that emerged from the depths was not Lorelie, but Leviathan. Grieved and afraid, Siren fled until she could flee no more. Guilt overwhelmed her. She had tried to protect her sister and friend- and had killed her instead.

[.starfish]

Username: ~Caramel~ - owner of 2

Name: Mora - Spanish - little blueberry

Gender: Female

Personality: wip

Regret: wip

[monty]

Username:
kurloz
A current non-owner
Name:
Jaylin
Gender:
Female
Personality:

Jaylin is suspicious of other people's intuitions and rarely trusts others. She's adaptable to most situations where others wouldn't be yet she's horribly impatient. Waiting in the simplist lines bothers her greatly. Despite her impatience, Jaylin is enthusiastic about what she likes, she's not afraid to tell others about it and loves to talk about it with others. She also tends to live in the moment, she doesn't like thinking about yesterday. One thing that Jaylin undeniably loves is to be the center of attention. Jaylin is not one to shy away from a conversation and she tends not to care what others think of her. Once you gain her trust you will find her to be very witty, friendly and Outgoing. She can also be very charming, it isn't hard for her to make new friends in new places. As friendly as she is, Jaylin is very, very blunt, because she's not afraid to tell the truth to your face, so you know she won't say anything too bad behind your back. It is very hard for Jaylin to show her emotions at times, so she usually appears to be apathetic about sad situations.

Regret:
Jaylin's biggest regret is the reason why she tries not to look back on tomorrow. Everytime she tries to remember the past, she's brought back to that moment. Now, her regret isn't what you'd expect. It doesn't involve missing the death of a family member, it doesn't involve tragedy at all... more along the lines of embarrassment. Her biggest regret is the pain she feels for how she acted when she was younger. It wasn't as if she was a complete brat or that she treated others like dirt, it was more or less how she styled her feathers and how accessorized. She envied the way the "scene queens" looked when she was about 11 or 12 and tried to replicate their looks. Jaylin would wear a bunch of different gaudy black and red bracelets, fishnets, different colored hair streaks/accessories, you name it. She almost went as far as to wearing thick eyeliner but her mom wouldn't let her.
Whenever Jaylin looks back to this phase in her life, she shudders. It wasn't as if she was bullied for the way she looked or that there was really anything wrong with it. It was mainly just the way she tried to pull it off. Mismatching bracelets and her feathers always were styled in very odd ways. Because of this moment in her life, Jaylin refuses to look to the past.

[RedFur1322]

Username: RedFur1322
Current owner of 3 wonderful Psuedos

Name: Korrina
Like the lucario Trainer in the pokemon Tv show.

Gender: Female

Personality:
Korrina. Gentle, Beatiful, and Timid. She doesn't take lightly to strangers, and she will freak out if threatened by anyone, even if it's a joke. Her kind, gentle demeanor is like a glass dam holding 1,00000 gallons of water. One crack- Boom. She will panic, go crazy, and have a major breakdown. Her friends have learned this the hard way. They often go out of their way to make sure she stays sane and happy, because if her world demolishes, theirs will too. She hates when people or other pseudos bully her, because of her shy, naive nature. She is often very quiet, maybe even a little but frightened. But, no matter what, she will always help in any situation.

Regret:
Korrina has a huge regret that hangs on her shoulders like a giant boulder. It haunts her in her dreams and gives shivers up her spine. When she was little, her owners got her a pet fish. Knowing that they have trained the pseudo family well to not eat fish, they knew it would be ok. But they overlooked one little thing. Korrina. Back then, she was very curious. She had never seen a fish before. She would play around with it with her paw or pick it up out of its bowl. One day, the fish died. She always thought it was her that killed it. But in reality, it was just old age. Howvever, she doesn't know this, and she now has a ton of guilt and regret.

[KiTelli]

Username: KiTelli
Name: Banyu ('Yu' for short, but only by one Pseudo...see 'regret' below. Is Javanese for 'water')
Gender: Female
Personality: Always wearing a smile, Banyu is fun-loving and confident, with a witty sense of humor and an ease of conversation and company that is hard to come by...on the outside. She worries more about what others think thank she cares to admit. She plays things safe, sometimes to her detriment. When faced with any kind of big choice, she tends to debate it, sometimes agonize over it, and after coming to a decision wonders 'what if?', imagining what may have been, had she chosen differently. She is her own worst critic, often harshly judging herself against her own unrealistic standards; whatever they may be. This gives her an odd pseudo-extrovert-but-really-introvert type personality. She likes people, and is seemingly completely at ease around large groups, but is glad to get back home and curl up with a good book or relax in the company of one or two close friends. She doesn't put a lot of meaning to physical appearances, and doesn't seem to realize how beautiful she is.
Regret: Not taking chances. One chance, specifically, still haunts her to this day...On an average day, with average weather, taking an average walk out and about, feeling pretty average herself, something out of the ordinary happened to Banyu: she met another Pseudo. He was smart, funny, fairly good-looking, but otherwise fairly average himself. They hit it off so well that they met several times after that, and then several times more, and more. An acquaintance became friendship, and friendship became romance. He asked her to be his; and for some inexplicable reason, she became afraid. She had never been this comfortable with another being before, and had certainly never been in this situation. She panicked. She refused him. She still isn't entirely sure why. Confused and heartbroken, he left. She never saw him again. Her heart aches as if a piece of it were torn from her. She is ashamed of herself; fearing something new and strange, she turned down a chance at happiness that would have changed her world. Even if their romance dwindled and eventually fell apart, she would have had new experiences and new feelings that she had never had, and that would have made it worth it. Now, whenever something new faces her, she hopes to meet it with arms wide open, and maybe, just maybe, find the love (whether the feeling or the Pseudo, maybe both) that she had lost.

[sutekh]

Username:
Trenzalore
Name:
Uiscí Dorcha, Dark Waters in Irish, but prefers to be called Uis.
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Uis can be quite the charmer, for a soft-spoken Psuedo. She is quiet, gentle, yet precautious, stubborn, and maybe even a bit short-tempered. She's not very outgoing, but not exactly what you would call shy. Of, course, though, she's anti-social, seeing as anybody would if they lived alone on the west coast of Ireland.
Regret:
One day, many years ago, a young Psuedodragon named Uiscí Dorcha was quietly walking alone on a cold and rainy night. Flashes of lightning and deep rumbles of thunder made it look as if the sky was angry and preparing for a great war with the land and sea. Our of fear, Uis pulled the hood of her now-drenched sweatshirt tighter over her head, hoping it would somehow help block out the noise. She wasn't looking where she was going, and slipped upon a mud puddle, slick from the night's heavy rainfall brought in from up north. She yelped, slipping sideways, towards the cliff that led right to the ice-cold raging sea. Falling down the cliff, Uis tried to grab friction on the slick rocks but knew it was no use. As she plummeted right to her fate, she thought she heard a voice call out, "Uis! Stretch out your paw to the left now!" Listening to the voice, she stuck her paw out, expecting nothing, but suddenly, she got caught on something, but what? Feeling it, she realized it was a tree root. But it then began cracking,due to the wind, the cold, and the extreme weight the Psuedo gave it. Eyes wide, the Psuedo began plummeting again. The voice that told her had tricked her! Looking to her left, she could have sworn she saw something move in the shadows, something with bright red eyes. As she heard the crashing of the waves draw nearer, she knew it was too late. She was there now, plunging into the icy depths. Struggling to swim upwards, she felt the oxygen quickly leaving her lungs, and she blacked out. When she woke up, it was the next morning, a bleak, dreary morning, and she had been washed up on the shore. Standing up shakily, she ran away from the water, never wanting to go near it again.

[Joydom29]

Username: Joydom29
Name: Oceana
Gender: Female
Personality: Humble, shy and quiet. She isn't one that anyone would call a social butterfly. Often insecure about her appearance or what others thinks of her, she likes to just stay in the corner and act like the wallflower she is. A peacemaker, she steps into the situation when she knows that it can't be tolerated any longer. Quite a clumsy one she is, she can't do anything graceful. Be it, dance, gymnastics or anything of that sort, she'll just end up with her snout on the ground. She has a passion for swimming and lives close to the waters, living in a small cove near the ocean. She has a beautiful voice, one that ( some can consider ) sounds like one of those sirens that people murmur amongst each other. This can lead to some . . . unfortunate happenings ( please check the regret part for reference ). She doesn't mean any harm though, usually she has good intention and would like to stay away from anyone, ranging from humans, to her own kind. She loves to collect treasures though, anything she finds laying on the beach, she takes. Be it small shiny bottle caps to the ever rare fallen piece of jewelry.
Regret:
Oceana's regret lays a burden on top of her like no other. She was given a great talent of singing, something to applaud about many have told her. She was and always has been shy, she didn't like anyone to hear what she sang about. Her voice beautiful and melodious, brought so much damage to anyone who was unlucky enough to stumble upon her. Oceana's voice draws you in like a magnet, and before you know it, you got too close. She does have a habit on sitting atop of large rocks, once anyone gets too close, the sharp edges of the rocks will either take their life or injure them greatly. So much loss came from those incidents, that slowly, she didn't dare sing anymore. She learned to shut her mouth, to close off to the world, to stop her talent. My does she regret that with all her heart. She could've been out there right now, singing and showing people of her talent as she entertained her kind. And now, she sits here in her den, cold and wet from her latest swim, alone at night as the moonlight shimmered down on her. Small, droplets of tears, slipping down from her eyes to her cheeks, and then marking the sand below her as she hummed a tune to comfort herself.

"Never again, never will I dare, never will I kill, never will I utter another melody." She sighed, looking down at the ground, tail touching the surface of the water. "For the greater good, I mustn't sing, I mustn't hum, I mustn't even try to think about it." She breathed in and out. "You can do this. You can do this. Don't give in. Don't give in."

[Poison Wolf]

Username: Poison wolfName: Dorian (Dori)Gender: FemalePersonality: Confused||Easily Upset||Caring||OptimisticRegret: Losing her best friend.

Working on it.