[abel.]

Username: abel.
Name: Caine
Gender:
3 Word Personality:
Short Story [Under 500]:

[Ravendarus]

Username: Ravendarus
Name:
Gender: Female
3 Word Personality:
Short Story [Under 500]:

[Sheer]

Ooo so adorable marking<3

[Valenrhyme]

mark

[unluckythursday]

Username:
kitnotcat
Name:
Ro
Gender:
Male
3 Word Personality: 'Sorry, i'm...busy.'
Short Story [Under 500]:
I feel the gentle breeze brush my fur as hold out my walking stick, feeling for a bench. The bumpy texture of wood is what I feel as I brush my stick across a brand new surface. Relieved, I sit down on the bench, wishing I could see anything other then nothing. A sudden presence, right next to me, winds me up. I turn, unsure, and call out.
"Hello?" I say, frustration and fear creeping up through me.
The presence shifts.
"Y-Yes?" comes a small, high voice.
I sigh in relief. Just a kit. The corners of my mouth twitch up. Then I hear something that makes me frown.
"What is that stick for?" asks the voice. It takes all of my willpower not to wap him with it -wip-

[scullys]

Username;;

★ scullys

Name;;
★ Ripley

Gender;;
★ Male

3 Word Personality;;
★ Thoughtful,
★ Independent,
★ Sentimental.

Short Story;;
★ "Sometimes I wish I could see the stars." He quietly muttered to no one in particular. Of course no one was with Ripley. Just himself in his lonely apartment, with mismatched furniture that his friends constantly complained about, and a window that lets in too much noise at night. "Just imagine them, all bright, and yell-" A car honked outside. He winced, why did they have to do that? He begun again, "Stars are bright, they're twinkly, beautiful, mesmerizing, absolutely marvelous, people would even go so far to say they were made by gods." Ripley paused as if he was clinging to the last part of the prior sentence. His voice suddenly got quiet, and a tear escaped his eye. "If they were made by gods, then what have I done to not be able to see the beauty of the stars?."

[Lady Tuesday]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
3 Word Personality:
Short Story [Under 500]:

mark!<3

[CandiedBarracuda]

Congrats!

[G1 Sunstreaker]

nvm, I'll be pulling out; too busy irl. Good luck to everyone though!

[Chippitty]

Username:feline-like-allera
Name: Bobby
Gender: male
3 Word Personality: "Hi, name's Bobby!!"
Short Story [Under 500]:

Bobby sipped his cup of hot cocoa. Sweet justice. He chuckled and swished his tail to the right, flicking his ear in the process. Slow day today, he thought. He took another sip of the chocolate drink and licked his lips. Bobby did't like coffee, he thought that it can be too dangerous. Especially when your always the go. Bobby sighed and decided to have a jog. As he started to jog his walkie talkie beeped. "Officer! Officer! Are you there!?" A familiar voice said from the other side of the device. Bobby chuckled once more and pressed the button. "Yes, Hunter. I'm here, calm down." Bobby waited for the officer to speak. "Oh! Uhm, there's a robbery in a nearby house! I'll send you the coordinates asap!" Bobby smiled and put his sunglasses on for dramatic effect. Finally, some action! Bobby soon was told the coordinates. "Got it! I'm ready to rock an roll!" the kalon excitedly said and sprinted towards.... His house? Great, his house was getting robbed. Again. Bobby graoned in annoyance. But he jumped in and crashed his own window, for dramatic effect once again. "You're busted!" he said and growled at the wall. The robber laughed and made fun of the officer. "Really?! How desperate can the police get?! A blind officer!" quickly, the criminal dashed to the broken window but got cut on the side, and screamed. Oh no you don't. Bobby chased the theif who was holding a bag of goods. Bobby easily pinned them and laughed. "Yeah, kid, they were real desperate!" the other officers arrived at the scene and cuffed the robber who muffled on how unlucky they were. Bobby grabbed the bag and brought it back to the house. "Hey Bobby!" the chief called him. "Congrats on the win, that's the third time this week! No wonder you're one of the best!" Bobby blushed at the compliment. "No problem, chief! Glad to be of service!"