[Astraela]

Pos res. She is beautiful.

[doglover947]

Username: doglover947

Name: Tsula
Name meaning: Fox
Gender: female
Personality: Tsula is shy, caring, hopeful, quiet, and creative.
Background story: Tsula Is a cherokee indian, she is a great at swimming, and drawing. Tsula loves taking care of the little ones. But she has a temper. She loves to draw and to sing.
Hopes: To find her one true love.
Favorite Quote: I can do anything If I just believe!
Hobbies: Hunting, swimming, fishing, writing, drawing, reading, daydreaming, dancing.
Likes: Bunnies, bears, fish, dancing, she loves to sing. She loves to eat pomegranates, peaches, plums, pears.
Apples, nuts, berries.
Dislikes: Rain, demons.
Favorite food: Jelly beans - and Graham crackers.
Favorite pastime: Singing

[captain-mongoose]

name;; bodhie quinn
nicknames;; bo
gender;; male
sex;; male viscet
meaning;; awakening
crush;; waiting
pets;; bruce
items;; satchel
fear;; small talk
d.o.b.;; august 3
zodiac;; leo
religion;; none
resides;; iceland
talent;; ukulele

favorites;;
food;; fruit snacks
color;; silver
month;; march
day;; tuesday
number;; 27
flower;; iris
drink;; peach nectar
game;; hide & seek
scent;; vanilla
weather;; cloudy
animal;; otter
song;; run
movie;; 50 first dates

positives;;
+inventive
+determined
+persistent
+athletic
+intelligent
+realistic
+free-willed
+artistic
+creative
+humorous
+cautious
+hospitable
+pioneering

history;;

Bodhie was born in Reykjavik, the capital of Iceland, to his widowed mother. His father passed away due to an unexpected illness merely weeks before his birth. He grew up secluded from civilization in a small den located near the edge of a forest. As an adolescent, he began collecting old glass jars and before long, began creating terrariums out of them. This is a hobby he continues to pursue happily. At less than a year old he was forced to take care of his mother. She had a serious congenital disorder that progressed as she aged, and Bodhie was the main supplier of their needs. Before long, his mother passed as well and left him alone in the world. At that point, he decided to make his life his own. He ventured into a small town called Westfjords, where he was the only Viscet that roamed the streets. At nearly 6 feet, the humans didn't mess with him. He befriended the pack of stray dogs that he shared the suburbs with and soon became a member of their pack. After about a year, he grew tired of walking the same routes and said farewell to his friends before he once again began walking. Bodhie now considers himself more of a nomad than anything. He sticks to places near enough to the dogs in case he ever needs help with shelter or food, as well as near his original den where he keeps his items that he gets on his travels.

personality;;

Bodhie has a very free spirit. He paves his own way and is a natural born leader. Because of this, he doesn't follow a religion and doesn't have an interest in politics. After leaving home, he also became very brave and cautious. A very amiable Viscet, Bodhie loves befriending others and making conversation. Surprisingly, he's seen very little of his own species and prefers dogs to anything else. He is very athletic and his stamina is massive; he walks for miles on end without even a small need to break. Bodhie also enjoys his hobby of creating little terrariums out of glass containers, sand, rocks, and plants. He often places his pet hermit crabs in them. He has seven crabs: Lenny, Tucker, Maevis, Arthur, Calvin, Rosa, and Zip, and loves each of them dearly. They accompany him in a small terrarium that lies in a satchel he carries. Though he is rather gregarious, he doesn't mind silence either. He enjoys being alone in his thoughts and feels that his ideas can thrive in a quiet atmosphere. He is a very intelligent Viscet, and can typically work his way through problems. His biggest issue with solving matters is the fact that his emotions dictate over his logic. Due to this, he has trouble seeing other sides of the story and always thinks he's right. Luckily, he rarely finds himself in a dispute.

quirks;;

x bodhie speaks Icelandic, English, Mandarin, and broken French
x bodhie enjoys playing ukulele, guitar, bass, and his cello
x bodhie has interest in cartography and maps his journeys
x his first memory is being taught how to hunt rabbits
x his "catchphrase" is "that'll do ya"
x he is ambidextrous, but right hand dominant
x he is drawn to anything vast and scenic
x he is obsessed with glass jars and making terrariums
x he has pet hermit crabs. they go everywhere with him
x bodhie doesn't understand laziness or staying in one place
x bodhie isn't at all logical and rules with emotions
x he is awful at seeing other's perspectives while arguing
x bodhie has a huge understanding of nature
x bodhie doesn't partake in politics at all
x he has a fascinations with phoenixes and centaurs
x he loves to compliment people. like literally everyone
x he is addicted to sugar cane. he chews it constantly
x he's allergic to tree nuts, but not peanuts
x he's double-jointed in his left ankle
x he has mild synesthesia, and visualizes colors from words
x he is pansexual, interested in any gender
x he only sleeps for about 5 hours most nights
x he doesn't like the darkness much at all
x he falls in love with the sunrise every single morning
x he likes looking in on windows to watch television
x he loves the smell of a rosemary bush
x bodhie gets along great with kids of any species
x he draws art in the sand with his paws
x he drops flowers off on people's doorsteps when he can't sleep
x he really wants a tattoo on his tail
x he loves squirrels. he thinks they're super adorable
x bodhie really likes pinecones too

relationships;;
riddle;;
Riddle is a wise Viscet that Bodhie met on his travels. Much older than him, Riddle is always ready to offer advice to the younger male, while Bo doesn't mind explaining technology to his elder. Bodhie has never let on how much he respects him, and has never stated the excitement he feels when they cross paths. He would consider them acquaintances, but Bodhie absolutely wouldn't mind becoming closer friends.
Adanté;;
Bodhie has only crossed paths with Adanté once, but he often relives their encounter. Bodhie considers them acquaintances.

The Pack;;

The unforgiving heat of the pavement burned the paws of a young Viscet, but he continued forward. The sun beat down onto his pelt mercilessly, and the clouds danced in circles above him. Furrowing his eyebrows, Bodhie marched on into the heat of day with nothing but determination. His stomach rumbled loudly, awakening him from his daze. How long had it been since he'd eaten? Hours? Days? He tried not to think of his struggles but it was becoming increasingly hard when the pain in his abdomen became nearly unbearable. Bo knew that he had to find food quickly, or else.

With a twitch of his nose, his mane stood erect. The scent that surrounded him was one that he found easily recognizable: dogs. The encounters he'd had with this species had all been fairly similar. A simple nod from the other side of the sidewalk and each party went on their way. But this time, the smell was overwhelming- there had to be at least 10 of them. A creep of nervousness began inching up his spine, but he pushed it away. The canines were rapidly approaching, and he knew good and well that they could sense fear.

Before long, the pack was revealed to them. 12 in total- all big dogs of different statures. They were coming at Bodhie head on and, as much as he wanted to turn around or cross the street, he knew he couldn't show weakness in front of them. So instead, he met the dogs with full force. Once they were in front of each other, all of them simply stopped.

The dogs had told Bodhie that they'd heard of him- that he was street-smart and agile- someone you wouldn't want to mess with. They invited him to join their pack and with another growl of his stomach, the Viscet readily accepted. He soon became a valued member of their family, until he decided it was time for him to move on. He continues his relationship with the dogs and often stops back in to see them.

a companion for bodhie;;

In the pack, there was one dog in particular that caught the young Viscet's attention. He was the oldest, grumpiest dog that he'd ever met. With four teeth in his mouth, Bruce stood shorter than any of the other members, and he also stood less steady (him being three-legged, and all). His attitude, however, was quite the opposite. Although the old dog wasn't quite alpha, everyone knew that what Bruce said, went. If he wanted a bed, he got it. It didn't matter if anyone else was lying there to him- a bed was a bed all the same. So, once the ambitious Viscet was welcomed into his family, Bruce was no more than annoyed at his optimism. Bodhie, however, was determined to make friends with him. After many months of sacrificing food, comfort, and health, Bo was finally able to reach Bruce's good side. The nearly senile dog began to accept the Viscet's help; even taking to riding on his back when the pack took a trip into the city. Bodhie was no less than thrilled. He'd had friends, of course, but none that really liked him. Even his hermit crabs didn't much care for his company. So when Bruce began returning his affection for him, he was ecstatic. They seemed to balance each other out- Bodhie's positive energy calmed the jack's negative- they were yin and yang.

When the time came for Bo to continue on his way, Bruce reluctantly agreed to accompany him. Although he wasn't much, the dog thought that he may be able to do the Viscet some good.

...Boy was he wrong.

The dog had taken to stealing as a young pup. Whether it be food, cloth, or a lost ring, Bruce had no problem picking it up and claiming it as his own. This habit stood as a problem for Bodhie, as he often got blamed for the crime. The people of Iceland (where he was from, at least) didn't like Viscets. Although they mostly left them alone, once Bruce began taking things, the poor Viscet became the scapegoat. Suddenly instead of merely passing him on the street, Bo began receiving dirty looks and sometimes a kick or two. Although he would never take it out on Bruce, Bodhie will forever blame him and his nasty pick-pocketing.

all art by me. if don't win him, winner gets all art. i will have the right to color them in, though.

Last piece by quillinx, she's super awesome

[Brius]

Reminder that this ends tomorrow ^^

[captain-mongoose]

how could i forget?!

good luck to everyone! all of your art and stories were the bomb.com

whoever wins can keep his art. i'll edit the name and such.

[Firedancer77]

Mark!

[Brius]

This will officially close for judging at 1:00pm
(eastern time)

[Brius]

Ahhh this one was so difficult to judge, there were so many great forms hhhnhnngg.

Since I suck at making decisions, and there were two forms that really stood out to me, I will be awarding a runner up as well ^^




The winner is...






Captain-Mongoose!! Congratulations! You seemed to connect with Bodhie so much and I loved their little companion ^.^


The runner up will be awarded Grizzly.

I hope you enjoy your new viscet!

[captain-mongoose]

THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!
HE'S GOING TO BE SO SPOILED I'M SO EXCITED MY HEART IS BEATING SO SO FAST AHHH

Everyone did a really great job btw! Grizzly's art is so amazing and if Razors ever writes a book i would 100% read it. That story was amazing.

Congrats to grizzly on the RU! Perhaps they can be friends?

Also, is there any way I can be added? For items and a transparent version and such?

[Razors]

Congrats! You're welcome to my art, if you want it.