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Name;;
M-my Name? It's Cast-Away...
Viscets Gender;;
Oh? I'm a Male...But you don't care...
Why is the Viscet Sad;;
Me..? Sad... N-no. It's not like no-one likes me..or I have a distant relationship with my parents..And I'm a outcast...and I have no friends...or anything...
What makes him Happy;;
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[PikachuTori25]

Name;
Shen-lung (Nickname as Lung or just Lu.)
Gender;
Male
Why are they sad/unhappy?;
Lung is just grumpy, he's mainly grumpy all the time. He doesn't hate life or anything, he's just going through that phase where he's not that grown up to go out and do things on his own, but he's old enough to think and do things by himself and he's just grump cause he's growing up.
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[ShadyBro]

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Name: Temperance - Meaning Moderation or Self-Restraint
Gender: Female - She/Her



Why Is She So Sad?: When young, Pera lived out a simple and loving
childhood, surrounded by family and friends. She would spend her days exploring
the land and tending to her gardens, loving the earth and feeling as free as a
bird. Though as she grew and life took its course, she learned the true meaning
of death. A plague plowed its way through the lands she loved so dearly, taking
with it her entire family. She was spared only by they fruit of an odd sapling she
had planted several years before, whose strange dull colors and rotten aroma
sent the rest of her family running. Strangely enough she had adored the taste
of the fruit, eating as much as she could at the peak of its ripeness each spring.
Its nutrients had kept her healthy as could be, even curing little scrapes or
common colds, but she never took notice of this until it was too late. Having
been left all alone to fend for herself she spent many decades alone in the little
cottage, keeping her families treasures safe and intact for the duration of her
stay. The magical bell shaped fruits kept her young and vibrant, never seeming
to age a day past when her life so drastically changed. Yet it could not do so
for itself oddly enough, and slowly it died off as well. Without the tree there
Pera had nothing left to care for, and sought out on her own. Her only drive
was simple - find another Bell Tree. Her body began to age, making up for lost
time, and she began fearing the inevitable death that would seize her one day.
In light of this new phobia she became accustomed to solitude, turning others
away and caring only for her search. In the end she lost all sense of adventure,
all of her knowledge and life experience wasted, as she now withers away in
her den. With her dreams crushed and her mind half gone, she keeps her eyes
safely hidden in the darkness, only appearing in the daylight hours when the sky
is as grey as her pelt.

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[Xelinator]

name ;;
chaac, mayan god of rain & storms.

gender ;;
male.

why are they sad? ;;
chaac absolutely hates getting his fur wet.
he is often teased about this, due to
the rain pattern on his fur, but he truly
can't stand it. he hates the heavy, damp
sensation in his coat. how frustrating!

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[Loenna]

name; Alexei
gender; Male
why are they sad/unhappy?

I don't cry at films...nope...not one...I definitely didn't just finish watching Bridge to terebithia though. -wipes tear from eye-

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[quitted;]

name; Tempest (meaning turbulent, stormy).
gender; Female
why are they sad/unhappy?

-I am an ocean, I am the sea-

Being alone isn't the most accurate way to describe Tempest... If only it were that simple. To others, she seems dark, silent, even angry. But, they need to know that she's only upset with herself. It twists her feelings terribly when all she wants is to climb down from the crow's nest of her ship, and instead of awaiting the storm, rejoice in the moment's glowing horizon. Yes, on the outside, her demeanor is dark and depressed, but on the inside, her heart is glowing like the horizon. The horizon unlocks the self she wants, just look at her eyes... and this is also her sadness. For she needs help to let the light shine.

-There is a world inside of me-

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[Vermilion Ink]

name; Stratus

gender; Male

why are they sad/unhappy?; It hasn't rained in weeks, he loves wet weather.

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[Zee999]

name; Raine
gender; Female.
why are they sad/unhappy?
It is becouse I can never get the burned marshmallow off of my paws. It was raining, so I had to microwave it to make a s' more. Then, it burned horribly becouse I forgot about it, and I tried to scrape it off of my chocolate- less cracker.( I hate burned anything, especially sticky things, especially marshmallows.) I ended up getting it all over myself and I can't get it off. It goes like this:
Oh, hey, the sink is fixed. * tries to wash paws* AAAAHH!!!HOT!*Runs around screaming*Ah, ok. Now, what was I doing? Oh, yes, I need to request a chess rematch. over and over again, the exact same thing.
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[Captain Chomp]

name;
Coriander
gender;
Male
why are they sad/unhappy?
Coriander isn't actually sad or unhappy like it would seem, it's just his natural face, not really wanting to give off the wrong signal to the others around him, yet often keeps a simple smile on his face to appear friendly and easy to talk to. His face is like a cloudy day with just a tiny little sliver of sunshine peeking through a promise of more to come as time goes by.
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[Razors]

name; Kellina (Kuh-lee-nuh)
gender; Female
why are they sad/unhappy?
Have you ever been so enamored with a book that, once it is over...You simply lay there and think about the book?
Kellina is a book lover, fantasy and scifi being her absolute most favorite topics. A journey through some magnificent land, forming relationships, making enemies, and resolving conflicts. Or, simply trying to survive. The where and when are not exactly important, nor is the how and why. All that matters is the steady turn of pages, the musty smell of books, the images of magnificent places roaming through her head. Dragons, angels, mermaids, aliens, fairies, beasts of all shapes and sizes. These things get her through the day, get her through the night. Her very spirit longs for books, and when she has one in paw that she falls in love with, it is almost impossible to put it down. But once that book is over....what is she left with? Memories...a story she will never forget. Characters she had fallen in love with, and sometimes refers to as if they were actually real. She never views herself as being lonely, not when she has a book to read. Others are so very hard to read, she misunderstands them, or can not figure out what they want from her, books are so, so much easier to deal with. They never judge her, mistreat her, or outright ignore her.

It is with great sorrow that she closes a book, finishes a chapter. Bittersweet, in truth, for she is happy to have met, and read, of the characters within, but sorry for their meeting to come to an end. Sometimes, she will pick the story up again, and again, and again. But always....when she closes the book after finishing it. She faces a sorrow that leaves her almost paralyzed. She will lay on her bed, or on the floor, or wherever she happens to be at the moment. Place the book upon her chest and close her eyes. Replaying the story in her mind. Sometimes she will actually cry, so moved by a story she loved. Her shelves are packed full of her beloved books, surrounded by their stories that she holds close to her heart. So...to answer your question once more...

Books....books are the reason.
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