[stormzien]

Name: Sapphire
Gender: Female
What Is She Afraid Of: Sapphire is afraid of losing her friends and loved ones. She hates the feeling of being lonely. She can sometimes be really bossy or sassy and can lose her cool easily, so her friends don't want to be around here! When her friends lose their cool, She feels she is going to lose them. Her friends are something special to her, and she never wants to let them go

Extra:
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[Con-fused]

@Silver
I'm not trying out, but you have gotten me totally hooked on the song x)

[Sabatea]

SU is the best ouo

What a gorgeous viscet <333

[gravestones]

Username;;
queen crossroad.
Name;;
Lennon
Gender;;
Genderfluid (DMAB, any pronouns)
What are they afraid of?;;
Lennon is always a little embarrassed whenever he has to explain his fear of ketchup to anyone. In comparison
to what a lot of his peers might have phobias of, his always seems so trivial. Some even laugh at him or consider
it harmless and pick on him about it, which can make him physically ill and even vomit. The very smell of it can
make him light headed and his mouth water as his body prepares him to retch. Due to this harsh physical reaction,
he's become quite paranoid. Ordering burgers at fast food places is a nightmare, as he always obsessively checks
everything for the foul tomato based condiment before even smelling his food. His paranoia has taken over so
much that even touching a ketchup bottle can have him in a full blown panic attack.

This fear and disgust of ketchup came from when he was young. He was dared to consume fifty ketchup packets
for forty dollars. Lennon really wanted his friend's money and to prove that he could swallow down more ketchup
packets than all of them put together. So, he took the silly challenge and won his forty dollars. He barely made
it through and vomited very heavily afterward. From then on the sight, smell and taste of ketchup is his worst
nightmare. He can eat raw tomatoes and spaghetti sauce, but never tomato paste or ketchup. People who
tease him about it quickly get a lot of anger from him as he lashes out verbally. In spite of this fear seeming
small to others, it is very real and inhibiting to him.

[ 282 / 500 wc ]

[✦ nemuri]

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Username;; Nishinoya Yū
Name;; Nabi, 나비
Gender;; Female


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What are they afraid of?;; There isn't a lot that Nabi is really afraid of, but she absolutely hates being stared at. It's not that she has social anxiety or whatever, considering she is rather extroverted, but her scopophobia makes her shrink whenever someone has their eyes on her for too long. She can produce speeches so long people aren't staring right at her - quick glances with blinks are perfectly fine, but when a Viscet doesn't blink for a while, Nabi starts getting a little twitchy. However, if she doesn't know that someone is staring at her, it will not trigger Nabi's scopophobia.

Nabi's scopophobia at stemmed from when she was a young Viscling at a birthday party. The parents had invited a clown, and according to Nabi and every other Viscling at the party, it kept chuckling creepily and staring at the younger Viscets. After being stared at for too long, Nabi burst out into tears, and the adult Viscets had to send the clown away to ensure that the other Visclings won't cry. For the remainder of the party, Nabi stayed huddled in her chair, rocking herself back and forth, shivering slightly. You would've thought that Nabi would have developed a fear of clowns, but that apparently is not the case. She doesn't mind happy, upbeat clowns with minimal makeup caked onto their faces, but creepy looking and seemingly sadistic clowns do freak her out a little, but again, she isn't super traumatized by that, unlike her fear of being stared at.

To tell the truth, Nabi's fear doesn't really bother her that much. She sees it as more of an inconvenience rather than something that totally freaks her out, but the blue butterfly patterned Viscet will start to wig out if too many unblinking eyes are on her. Seeing as how she is so extroverted, Nabi does enjoy being in the center of attention, but not where she's being stared down at. Nabi is trying to overcome her scopophobia, and it has shown some results of improvement. However, she feels that it is best if she avoids humongous crowds that will eat up your every word and stare at you in the process.

Nabi is rather self conscious, which has occasionally led her to refusing to walk up in front of a bored, staring crowd despite of her cheerful, outgoing, and positive personality. She's had people stare at her for her blue fur, the butterfly patterns and assuming that she's a girly girl (which she is and isn't at the same time), and her heterochromania eyes. She's knows that it's not everyday that you see a blue furred Viscet with one blue eye and one red eye, and the fact itself will make her shy away from larger crowds. When going out, Nabi may put on an eyepatch to cover up her red eye, as she has been told that she looked demonic with it. Although other Viscets will ask what's under her eyepatch, Nabi will say that it's an eye injury.
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Extra;; What Happens To Nabi When She Gets Stared At: A Story

Okay okay okay... If you know me very well, then you should know that I absolutely abhor being stared at. Blame it on my scopophobia if you'd like, although it's probably not going to go away anytime soon, sadly. The teachers and most of the students in my school are aware of my strange and weird phobia, but of course that doesn't stop a few select students from picking on me, namely staring at me even though they have no reason to. I really hate it when that happens. But of course, what can I do? I immediately freeze up, my eyes go wide, and perhaps I start to shake a little. I'm not sure. My mind goes blank whenever this happens, because I do not want to be aware that I'm being stared at. I don't want to remember. But I do, and the only thing that runs through my mind then is how much I wish they would quit staring at me, and how much I'm panicking.

I'll give an example, if you're confused. So say that there was this Viscet called "Viscet A". If Viscet A was one of the Viscets who would purposely stare at me, I would tell them to stop as calmly as I can. They would then say something along the lines of "oh okay", and maybe look away for a minute or two, just enough time for my heart to calm down a little. And when their heads swivel around again and their gaze remain on me, I break out into a cold sweat and it takes all of my willpower to not scream out and get away as far as possible from Viscet A. I hate my scopophobia so much...
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[Macyduke]

Username;; Macyduke
Name;; Rubin Peringer (Pear-ing-jer)
Gender;; Male
What are they afraid of?;;
They're afraid of losing more viscets they love. Sure they're also afraid of disappointing those they respect, and making mistakes, but not as much as losing someone they love. This fear stems from their first loss, for him it was a dog named Penelope. He was young at the time, solitary, lonely, awkward, somewhat afraid of talking to others, and in a sense, sheltered. He'd been told animals are heart breaks waiting to happen by some of the viscets around him, but stopped off at the pound, and picked up what he later came to know was an old black lab, anyways. They didn't get along at first but after two weeks he couldn't bring himself to leave home without her. Through bringing Penelope, or Nelly as he called her, to the dog park and the beach Rubin met a group of people he connected to and got along with. His life was for a time pretty good- well it was actually pretty close to perfect. He had friends, an everyday routine, and someone he loved and who loved him back. Unfortunately life is a constant river of change. Most of which are small and go almost unnoticed, but some of which are inevitable and change the course of life. After Nelly vanished from Rubin's life he stopped leaving home, pushed his friends away, and stayed in bed for days. The only thing he found himself able to do when he found the strength to pull himself out of bed, was wander around the now seemly empty space his home occupied, wallowing in self loathing, sadness, and anger. Had it not been for the persistence of good friends and with a little more than decent amount of time; he might not have come as far back into the world as he did. Not to say he came very far in the minds of others, for some he seems to have moved backwards. From social, somewhat outgoing, overly attached to Nelly, and friendly; to being almost always somewhat negative, withdrawn, and above all tired. He might have let others back into his life, but only a small and select few. Those who urged him to move on and were irritated with his new behaviors quickly fell out of his circle. Not because their attitude towards him changed, but because his opinion of himself did. His self hate pushed him to be alone, to believe that everyone was better off without him, his subconscious need to protect himself from losing someone important to him only furthering his need to distance himself from those around him. He's terrified for those who insist on keeping him as a close friend, and desperately wants them to be both safe and happy, because his severe fear of losing others. 463/500
Extra;; More about him:
Rubin has never been one to make friends easy, or at least ones that lasted, he has always thought of himself as an outsider and because of this has always felt unloved and lonely. Nelly in a sense became a constant-a touch stone, that he found himself unable to live without. That being said, when Nelly died, Rubin endured a pain beyond what he could have ever imagined himself able to, and has since then suffered from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder; a disorder that develops in some people who have experienced a shocking, scary, dangerous event, or in the lose of a loved one. It's been a few years since he was officially diagnosed, but only year since he decided to bring himself back into society. Which meant he'd need to reconnect with a few of the friends he'd pushed away after-well Nelly. It wasn't to hard to reconnect with some of them, and with others it didn't take much for him to want to be alone again. Despite this, he did his best and continues to push himself out of his comfort zone, and into situations that he used to avoid in fear of breaking down in tears. When it becomes to much for him, he separates himself from the situation to regain his composer. Regardless of his best efforts to busy himself with others and work, he still finds himself always tired, sleeping excessively, feeling disconnected from his emotions and body, feeling hopeless towards the future, and like no matter how much he gives, it'll never be enough. However whenever he feels exceptionally overwhelmed or like he's about to fall victim to being consumed by a massive amount of fear, guilt, or anger; he takes a moment to find himself and his center. 295/300

[SilverSamurai]

one day warning!

[Ravenshadow17]

Good luck everyone!

[funderful;;]

gl y'all, and congrats in advance to the winner c:

[SilverSamurai]

Aw poor bab, congrats! Love how you described her fear

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Username;; Nishinoya Yū
Name;; Nabi, 나비
Gender;; Female


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What are they afraid of?;; There isn't a lot that Nabi is really afraid of, but she absolutely hates being stared at. It's not that she has social anxiety or whatever, considering she is rather extroverted, but her scopophobia makes her shrink whenever someone has their eyes on her for too long. She can produce speeches so long people aren't staring right at her - quick glances with blinks are perfectly fine, but when a Viscet doesn't blink for a while, Nabi starts getting a little twitchy. However, if she doesn't know that someone is staring at her, it will not trigger Nabi's scopophobia.

Nabi's scopophobia at stemmed from when she was a young Viscling at a birthday party. The parents had invited a clown, and according to Nabi and every other Viscling at the party, it kept chuckling creepily and staring at the younger Viscets. After being stared at for too long, Nabi burst out into tears, and the adult Viscets had to send the clown away to ensure that the other Visclings won't cry. For the remainder of the party, Nabi stayed huddled in her chair, rocking herself back and forth, shivering slightly. You would've thought that Nabi would have developed a fear of clowns, but that apparently is not the case. She doesn't mind happy, upbeat clowns with minimal makeup caked onto their faces, but creepy looking and seemingly sadistic clowns do freak her out a little, but again, she isn't super traumatized by that, unlike her fear of being stared at.

To tell the truth, Nabi's fear doesn't really bother her that much. She sees it as more of an inconvenience rather than something that totally freaks her out, but the blue butterfly patterned Viscet will start to wig out if too many unblinking eyes are on her. Seeing as how she is so extroverted, Nabi does enjoy being in the center of attention, but not where she's being stared down at. Nabi is trying to overcome her scopophobia, and it has shown some results of improvement. However, she feels that it is best if she avoids humongous crowds that will eat up your every word and stare at you in the process.

Nabi is rather self conscious, which has occasionally led her to refusing to walk up in front of a bored, staring crowd despite of her cheerful, outgoing, and positive personality. She's had people stare at her for her blue fur, the butterfly patterns and assuming that she's a girly girl (which she is and isn't at the same time), and her heterochromania eyes. She's knows that it's not everyday that you see a blue furred Viscet with one blue eye and one red eye, and the fact itself will make her shy away from larger crowds. When going out, Nabi may put on an eyepatch to cover up her red eye, as she has been told that she looked demonic with it. Although other Viscets will ask what's under her eyepatch, Nabi will say that it's an eye injury.
[500/500]


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Extra;; What Happens To Nabi When She Gets Stared At: A Story

Okay okay okay... If you know me very well, then you should know that I absolutely abhor being stared at. Blame it on my scopophobia if you'd like, although it's probably not going to go away anytime soon, sadly. The teachers and most of the students in my school are aware of my strange and weird phobia, but of course that doesn't stop a few select students from picking on me, namely staring at me even though they have no reason to. I really hate it when that happens. But of course, what can I do? I immediately freeze up, my eyes go wide, and perhaps I start to shake a little. I'm not sure. My mind goes blank whenever this happens, because I do not want to be aware that I'm being stared at. I don't want to remember. But I do, and the only thing that runs through my mind then is how much I wish they would quit staring at me, and how much I'm panicking.

I'll give an example, if you're confused. So say that there was this Viscet called "Viscet A". If Viscet A was one of the Viscets who would purposely stare at me, I would tell them to stop as calmly as I can. They would then say something along the lines of "oh okay", and maybe look away for a minute or two, just enough time for my heart to calm down a little. And when their heads swivel around again and their gaze remain on me, I break out into a cold sweat and it takes all of my willpower to not scream out and get away as far as possible from Viscet A. I hate my scopophobia so much...
[300/300]


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