[Wafflez2]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
What they want to be when they grow up: (Can be a drawing, or a story, what ever you like)

res with fishermen

[Lillybear]

Username: Lillybear
Name: Phoenix, although she goes by Trixie
Gender: Female
What they want to be when they grow up: Trixie aspires to be a stuffed animal maker when she grows up.
She remembers the very first time her claws ever grasped a stuffed animal, and when she did, she knew
right then and there that she wanted to make more. The sensation of her first touch to a stuffed animal
was amazing. The fluffy adorableness, the squeezable body, and the soft fuzz melted her heart. Stuffed
animals make her happy, and she wants to make others happy, too. She loves bringing smiles to other's
faces, and what better way to do so then to present them with a fluffy body of love? She has a creative -
err, a bold, crazy, weird style, but that just makes her who she is. She has confidence in herself and in
her future stuffed animal designs. She's sure that they'll bring smiles to others, because they do to her,
and that's what's most important.

[tsumiji]

Username: Kyasu
Name: Skyledihon (Sky or Skylar for short.)
Gender: Male
What they want to be when they grow up: (Can be a drawing, or a story, what ever you like);

"My eyelids opened and flickered lazily, the room being a swirl of colors. "Look at you, our bundle of joy." My mother commented, stroking my chin. I jumped at her cold touch, being a strange sensation for a newborn Vaiki. "Hello, Skyledihon." I heard a deeper voice comment, being my father. I heard shrill laughter coming from another room. I eagerly wiggled my legs, that being the only thing I could do. "Wow... Look at that." My father said, pointing at my unique wings, shimmered with gold patterning. My emerald green irises glowed with happiness. This was my family, the family I'd been born to.

"Come on, Skylar. Eat your food." My mother said, trying to put a spoon full of soup into my mouth. I turned my head away, being a fussy eater. "Come on, Sky! We wanna go play, but we're stuck waiting on YOU!" My sister groaned, bending her head back. I looked at her with my big eyes, sighing. I ate the food sadly, knowing my siblings only saw me as an inconvenience.

Well, those are the only memories from my childhood that I truly remember. I'm nearly thirteen now, time really has gone quickly. My peers are surprised that I could remember the day I came into this Earth, September 13th, 2003. "You're only bluffing, you couldn't remember that." My sister said, not believing my stories. My sister leaves for college soon, it's unbelievable. I hear my mother call, "Sky! It's time to go!". Oh yeah, that's right. I had school on today, my first day of Middle school. I walked out of the door, my wings tucked neatly away.

I walked into the gates, hearing lots of strange noise. I heard happy laughter, I also heard sport games going on. My mother told me where to go, the office. I walked into the musty smelling office, quite cozy and warm. "Hello, little one." The receptionist said. "My name's Dorothy, who're you?" She said with a Southern accent. "U-Uh... I'm Skyledihon.. I just started here today..." I mumbled, not being much for socializing. "Oh, Sky! You're in Class 1A." She said, afterwards giving me directions. I decided I quite liked that lady, she seemed quite nice and she smelt of warm milk, my favorite. I entered the classroom, no-one was in there.

After what seemed to be forever, the ball rang. "Alright, guys." My teacher said. "Welcome! It's a pleasure to be teaching you! I'm Mrs Rink." Mrs Rink introduced herself, then taught the lesson. "Alright, just before the bell rings, we have someone VERY special here to talk to you." Mrs Rink said, indicating to a young man standing in the doorway. "Howdy, kids! I'm Michealious!" He started off, giving a cheesy grin. "Well, as some of you may know, I'm a professional skydiver!" He said. I was shocked, why would someone so special want to talk to US, of all people? I kept quiet during question times and didn't participate in much. "Oh, are you alright, fella?" Michealious asked me. I nodded slowly. "How about this, will it cheer you up?" He said, handing me a profession skydiving mask.

I still wear that mask, every single day. My mother begs me to take it off, so do teachers. Mother eventually gave in, but the teachers kept on persisting. I ended up lying about some religion, showing your face is against the rules of it. They eventually let me, so I just wear it whenever I please. Also, that day, I had decided that I would do everything I could to become a professional skydiver, just like Michealious. "

[allinian]

possible reserve nwn

[shishou]

rip to people who has to draw hin/her

Username:ActualCannibalShia
Name:Cü (K-U its nit cu like c then u the Ü is umm kike there is a invisible k un the end but dont pronounce it)
Gender: male
What they want to be when they grow up:
Resssssss with digital drawer

[gomi.]

Sorry! Dropping out.

[DragonCake]

Username: DragonCake
Name: Phoenix
Gender: Female
What they want to be when they grow up: Phoenix has always dreamed of traveling the world on air. She watched birds circle the sky as a baby, and always dreamed she would be able to soar above the clouds. Her parents knew from birth that she was born to fly, and Phoenix agrees.

[casiopea]

Username: tomatoes
Name: icarus daedalus helsing
Gender: male
What they want to be when they grow up: "Let your spirit soar, but keep both feet on the ground," Icarus whispered as he sketched a drawing of a dinosaur. "No worries about that. Paleontologist for me!" He drew ferocious teeth on the rex, then smiled. "All done," he said. "My best drawing yet. Now I have to hang it up on my art wall. But is there any space left?"

Icarus's desk was cluttered with papers, crumbled balls, half finished sketches that had flaws, blank papers, and homework. Along with the papers, there was also a bunch of books about ancient creatures such as dinosaurs, mammoths, and sabertooths. Icarus loved them all. Every day he would sit at his desk, finish some homework, then work on sketches and read books. He was basically an expert at any of this, he could name you each and every dinosaur he knew by memory.

"Ah, there is no space at all," he muttered. "My art wall is full of sketches and watercolor dinosaur paintings! I'll hang it up on another wall." He looked around his room, then down to his drawing again. "Am I fit to be a paleontologist when all I do is draw and draw? Maybe...maybe I should become an artist?" Icarus shook his head. "No," he said. "Keep your eyes on your goal."

He hung his drawing up above his desk, and admired it for a couple minutes. "I'm going to be a paleontologist," he said. "Nobody will stop me. Right? The only one who can stop me is myself." He smiled, then remembered something. "Oh shoot!" he said. "Math homwork's due tomorrow!"

[lαмe ѕнeep ѕιlvα]

Username: Silva & Jupe
Name: Blasphemy
Gender: Male
What they want to be when they grow up: Blasphemy wants to be a writer, but always seems to misplace everything and is a bit messy. He got his name because of his very arrogant attitude to some people. He is very social, but also a bit of a geek.

[Owlian]

Closed for judging!