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Username;; Trixyr
Name;; Titus Declan Saunders
Form;; Here

[funderful;;]

name: jasper means "treasurer" and "semi-precious stone" in various orgins
gender/sex: dfab pansexual - panromantic - polyamorous - she/them pronouns
writing: (unlimited)

forum status: wip!

major dreamie aaaaaa

res with the following:

- swordfighter
- born on friday the 13th, found on halloween
- was an heir to the throne
- belonged to a secret nation
- has 6 sisters who hatched at the same time
- once born, they were found by a rival nation and were put to the test
- all 6 sisters died during "the test"
- a very young soldier
- has strange powers
- said to be a bad omen
- can become and create illusions
- has a collection of masks, cloaks, etc.
- extremely dangerous, yet a gentle giant
- used to grow attached to certain viscet who was lost to her
- was a prisoner for several months
- setting is medieval, also slightly futuristic and mythological
- there are many ranks in each nation
- nations are basically "very large packs"
- adoptive parents made her feel horrible and abused her
- has a deep fondness towards plants
- acts like a cat
- is highly attracted to gemstones
- plot: unknown as of now

- as a youngster, she was like any ordinary viscling, but was forced to grow up, was also fearful and skittish, having fear of seeing or conflicting injuries
- as a juvenile, she was loyal, determined, and extremely fierce, also overcame her fear quite quickly, was also adventurous, intelligent, and dutiful
- as an adult, she was vengeful, bittersweet, and highly dangerous, was also unstable, but sometimes can be calm and kind, is also unreadable

- will be a book, number of chapters unknown, change of plans, it will be an off thread form with a series of stuff that will go on chronological order, will be done on this thread
- there will be a playlist, done on 8tracks

- more notes yet to come -

dropping out
however, i will be using all of these notes + the unfinished story
in the future, so please don't steal

[cvpidxpng]

This is gonna suck since I'm on mobile
But I need him

[Synerie]

ideas //

-- Prisoner of time // trapped on an unknown world
-- Was once known as "The Gamemaker"
-- Was once a king of an entire planet, but was overthrown when the power when to his head
-- Gets his messages across by getting into devices by taking the form of a virus, literally
-- Was thrown in prison because he managed to get into the device of a large
corporation, and was then hunted down by the Elite - as he was gathering extremely
top secret data on accident
-- is able to travel between universes/space by waves that move between devices/computers,etc
-- extremely secretive and serious.

[jolteon]

holy moly this one :OO ill watch for now!

[ocean_]

Name: Grandeur
Gender/Sex: Male
Writing: (Unlimited)

Ｇ Ｒ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｕ Ｒ ．
splendor and impressiveness, especially of appearance or style.

"Address the King properly, Sir Grandeur!" The sound of trumpets and the buzzing voices of the crowd behind him didn't stop him from giving a graceful and passionate bow, vindictive smile upon his muzzle as if he'd been innocent of everything.

Sir Grandeur, a knight for the royal guard, had been caught plotting to send the king off to his grave early. Yet, he did not feel sorrow nor guilt for his deed, if anything he felt remorse for not being able to fulfill such an heinous act. He sneered as the king looked him in the eye, "I wouldn't address this filth as my king, even if my life was to be spent in agony if I didn't." A crowd of gasps and a small uproar followed suit as he turned his head away from the royal highness, his cocky smile disappearing and being replace by a small frown.

"Throw him out of our kingdom!"

"There is no place for his kind in our utopia!"

"Make him pay for this! How dare he betray the king!"

These remarks were just few of many that were being shouted at him. Grandeur huffed in annoyance "You all don't see why I did it, but I do. You'll understand when he's dead." His voice was drowned out by the crowd of citizens protesting behind him, but he didn't expect them to listen even if they'd heard what he had to say.

These poor souls couldn't see prosperity even if it had sat right in front of them. Gandeur could see it though, and he felt as if the king was treating his subjects unfairly. This utopia in the heavens was far from what everyone made it out to be, and no one could see that...No one but Grandeur. That was why his plot was to be carried out, but now he had failed. He knew the punishment for any subject was to be thrown from the heavens to spend the rest of eternity in what they called "the void". No one had ever been down there had ever come back, well at least not alive they haven't.

He took a deep breath as they dragged him away, towards his early grave. But Grandeur wasn't upset by his own death, nor was he upset that no one was listening to him. 'One day, you will understand, you will all understand.' he thought, letting his head hang low and his ears flatten.

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The next day was supposed to be his day to patrol the borders, but instead Grandeur spent his day being dragged around the courtyard until noon, when his disposal was to take place. He sighed, his aching body trying desperately to get him to keep moving. They wanted to make sure he was tired so that he couldn't resist his punishment. He scrambled to breathe as they dangled him over the void, this was the last time he had looked the king in the eye. "Well, Sir Grandeur, I believe this is farewell. It's a shame you were plotting to destroy me, I would have made you part of my council instead of a mere knight. Do you have any last words?" The king was mocking him, anyone could see that.

But Grandeur only turned his head to the side, "When you die, they'll see that I was correct." He snarled, his eyes narrowing in a grim fashion.

The king snickered, turning his back to him. "drop him." He ordered, his small frown turning into a smug smile.

Grandeur closed his eyes, and it wasn't long before he felt himself falling into the void, the wind from his acceleration in speed whipping at his face. It also wasn't long before Grandeur had narrowed his eyes, finding himself getting closer to the bottom, if there even was a bottom. He gasped as he stared at a seemingly endless stretch of land, most of it seemed to be dark and inhabited by any other life form. Grandeur wiggled around as he got closer to stopping, knowing the hardness of the ground


it wasn't long before a horde of black dots flooded his vision, and his consciousness slipped away from him.

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Endellion had been making lots of progress lately. Her boat had been newly refurbished, and out in the Atlantic nothing had managed to hurt her so far, a strange rarity within the Atlantic Ocean for her. the world-wide sea traveler sighed, looking at the flimsy catch she had managed to drag in. A couple of crabs, a few lobsters, and two flounders, all she had managed to find. Usually she'd find a much larger catch than this, today wasn't the case. She usually never had to throw out another net, but this time she had to, in order to trade in enough fresh sea food to get money for renovations, gas, and of course more food for herself other than seafood.

A loud crash was heard over head, and the once calm waters rippled so much that it rocked the boat. Endellion let out a small gasp, grasping onto the handle bar of the net mechanism to keep herself steady. "What was that?" She muttered to herself, but as she looked around she didn't see anything.

She figured it was probably a whale or something, they like to play around with boats a lot of the time.

The mechanism was hard at work, tugging and tightly wrapping the rope around a steel roller for safe storage. Endellion hadn't seen this thing work hard in a while, it must really be a big catch, which meant lots of money for more sea travels.

But Endellion didn't think she was about to find anything like she actually had found.

Endellion helped the mechanism suspend the net in the air, smiling as she reviewed her finest catch of the day. Something was weird about this catch though, through the plethora of colorful fish and lovely blue shaded crabs sat a iridescent glow. She narrowed her eyes in a suspicious fashion, pulling the net onto the ship and beginning to open the open the net and sort the fish out. She knew she had to keep the carbs alive, so she quickly and carefully picked up whatever crabs were trying to escape and put them down a chute that lead to a special tank at the bottom of the boat. Endellion smiled as she sorted though the rest of the fish, and then her smile turned into a shocked, blank stare.

In this net, sprawled out in the deep black fiber, laid another Viscet.

There was an iridescent glow to his pelt, assuming that he was male. And it also looked as if he was dead, but upon close inspection you could see that he was breathing, quite shallowly, but he was still breathing. Endellion looked around in panic, putting a paw on his chest and pressing a few times. She was quite sure he would die unless she got the water out of his lungs, so she prepared to preform CPR on the mysterious stranger. But before she could even start, the unknown stranger's mouth had bubbled, coughing up a stream of sticky water. His eyes were still shut, but Endellion had seen a shiver run down his spine, a tell-tale sign that he was cold.

Struggling to pick up the other Viscet and dragging him away from the fishy smell of the main deck, Endellion had decided to warm him up the only way she knew how.

She dragged him down a flight of stairs and to the safety of her hammock, where she gently laid him and quickly covered him with her blanket, grumbling the whole time about how her blanket and hammock was going to be cold wet when this was over. after this, she quickly spun around and rushed up to the main controls. She needed to get him to a hospital, and quickly.

----

Grandeur woke up in a dizzy state, a small machine beeped next to him, and his ached to the point where he wanted to take it off and throw it out the window. He was laying in a bed, not a luxurious one like he was used to, but a little more comfortable. he looked to his right to see another Viscet sitting in a plastic chair, snoring slightly as her head bobbed to the side. He gave her a strange look before looking around the room, who was she? Where was he? And why was everything in the room white? Grandeur was beginning to think he was going crazy.

His head snapped towards the door as two more Viscets entered the room, a white lab coat around one of them. "Alright sir, you're free to go. We had managed to pump out the rest of the ocean water, you're lucky you're friend here performed CPR on you, otherwise you wouldn't have made it here." The one with the lab coat spoke, scribbling something on a clipboard before leaving the room, leaving Grandeur in a more confused state.

He looked over at the female again, did she save him? Why would she do such a thing? She didn't know him, and he didn't know her. He picked up a pen on the bedside table and threw it at her, hitting her square in the nose. "Wake up!" He shouted, smirking slightly in amusement as she jolted awake.

"Ah! Hey, what was that for?!" She protested, rubbing the spot where she had been hit.

"Because I have questions, and I want answers. Who are you and how did you save me? Are you some kind of sorceress? Are yo-"

"Woah, woah, woah! Listen inspector gadget, I'm not some kind of wizard or whatever you just called me. You landed in the Atlantic after you landed in the ocean, heavens knows why, but I don't really care. Name's Endellion, but call me Endel because my name is too long. My question is, who are you? You fell out of the sky, I saw you, and there wasn't any planes around." The female, now called Endel, had given her a smooth reply before he could give her a full interrogation.

Grandeur hopped out of bed, tucking his body in for a crisp, pristine bow towards her. "My name, is Sir Grandeur, 48th knight for the royal guard of the once beautiful utopian-" He stopped himself before he had finished, the skin under his pelt heating up as he sat upward again.

"Well, a former member of the royal guard." he muttered, turning his back on her.

"Okayyyy, weird. Anyways, I have a proposal for you. Since you don't seem like a land person, how about traveling with me? I know you just met me and you don't seem like one to travel with strangers-"

"Yes."

"I totally understand if you....Wait, what?"

"Endel, I don't know anyone here, I'm not even from this world. For you to give me a place to stay without even knowing me personally is the most foolish, but kindest thing anyone has ever done for me."

"Oh... You do know I live on a boat right?"

"Didn't I just tell you I have no where else to go? If you live on a boat, I live on a boat. I'm in full debt to you for this act of kindness...Thank you." Grandeur took one of her paws into both of his, giving her a kind smile.

"Okay dude, whatever. I'm quite positive you're scamming me, but okay. Just make sure you're ready to smell fish all day, because that's all my life is. I leave port in fifteen minuets, so be ready to go by then." she said, slipping her paw out of his and walking out the door. "I'm going to check you out, wait here and try not to leave the room, alright?" She told him before disappearing completely.

Grandeur smiled after her, glad that he had met this new friend...She seemed interesting. Someone as kind as her came once in a lifetime, he had to make sure he didn't take advantage of that. 'I'm sure she's kinder than anyone I've ever met, surely kinder than King Ramseur.' he thought, sitting back on the bed and waiting for her to get back.

Whoever she really was, Grandeur liked it.

[oakfire]

mark <3

the ghost, the echo of dreams laid dead/embodies hopes and wishes of viscets that never got to see them bloom/distraught, always staying on the fringes, wanting to help but never finding the courage/breaks easily under all the pressure of the dream they are,/can be assumed as an angry poltergeist/very few can see him. he has no control over this

[*Shiveren*]

mark

[LucidDreary]

Name: Osyris
Name Definition:
Greek form of the Egyptian Asar which is of unknown meaning. A name in the making; a name that has yet to be defined not just by character, but also by action.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight

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~Life Theme Song~
Three Days Grace - Human Race

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Huge WIP!! <3

[~Phantom]

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