[Parasitic Rat]

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𝕌 𝕊 𝔼 ℝ ℕ 𝔸 𝕄 𝔼
Wolfenhimer
ℕ 𝔸 𝕄 𝔼
Étoile Rouge
(Red Star in French)
𝔾 𝔼 ℕ 𝔻 𝔼 ℝ
Male
ℙ 𝔼 ℝ 𝕊 𝕆 ℕ 𝔸 𝕃 𝕀 𝕋 𝕐
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Rouge always has been a mysterious little one. He never shared his feelings, emotions, or thoughts with anyone. He's always had trust issues and has always been quiet, never talking out loud, not even to his friends or family. Some even think he's mute. He can also snap at others at random times, getting mad for nothing and putting that anger on someone else. He keeps everything to himself, personality, thoughts, items, you name it, he never says a word about it. He's very shy and very distant from others, making his relatives and friends worry about him more. Even though he never says a word, he can still be very nice and friendly, but also very terrifying and ruthless, which is very rare. The more quiet he is, the more scarier he can be; especially at night, when the only thing you mostly see is his glowing eyes and his red patterns that covered his fur.
𝔽 𝔸 𝕍 𝕆 ℝ 𝕀 𝕋 𝔼 ~ ℂ 𝕆 ℕ 𝕊 𝕋 𝔼 𝕃 𝕃 𝔸 𝕋 𝕀 𝕆 ℕ
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Vulpecula
(Latin for Little Fox)
(Also called Fox)
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Red always had an interest in foxes and stars. When he first heard of this constellation and saw images of what it seemed to outline, he fell in love. The outline of stars that made the shape of a fox always made him excited to go out during the night, lay down on his back, and stargaze. He always searched for that specific constellation, but never found it. He thought to himself that he either didn't believe enough into it, or it wasn't real. So, while he was sad, he got up and went to the nearest tree to sleep, the crickets chirping him up a night lullaby.

Later that night, he woke up, falling through a galaxy. His mouth was glued shut, and all he could do was fall and look around. Stars sped by him as he watched, them coming in many different shapes, sizes, and red colors. He fell by meteors, as well, and what seemed like planets that he never seen before. Then, everything seemed to come to a stop. He fell out of the red galaxy that was above him, and floated in the empty abyss that was filled with glowing stars. Then he saw it...

Vulpecula.

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It glowed brightly to him, and he felt as if it was only there for him to see. he stared at it for what seemed like forever, seemingly forgetting about the empty void that surrounded.
"I'm here." A voice said, before everything went black. He started falling through the red galaxy again, this time it seemed like he was falling upward. Suddenly, he fell through the clouds and, in a flash it seemed like, he hit the earth. Then he woke up.

He sat up quickly and searched around, noticing it was still night and he was still under the same tree. He looked up at the stars, which now seemed to be a shade of red, with a smile and a soft laugh. There it was. The star pattern he was looking for, outlined in white and filled in with a light red. The smile he had grew widely as he stared up at the stars, the words repeating in his head, along with the name.

"I'm here, Vulpecula. I'm here."
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ℍ 𝕆 𝔹 𝔹 𝕀 𝔼 𝕊
Stargazing
Rouge loves stargazing. He is always looking for new shapes and patterns he can make in the stars, finding it entertaining to connect the dots in the sky.
Cloudgazing
he loves to make shapes with the clouds as long as it is not too bright outside, enjoying his time with nature and the outdoors.
Mid-day Naps
He falls asleep in the middle of the day just.so that he can wake up at night. He does this when he's not busy cloudgazing and is sure that it is not going to be a cloudy night.
Dreaming
He always dreams of going to space and being with the stars. He wants to find new galaxies, planets, stars, and a lot more. He just wants to be in the endless void, and be with the stars, to find out the unknown.

𝕊 𝕋 𝕆 ℝ 𝕐


Stars. That's all this one could think of. He wasn't like the others, with that pelt. That fur. The way it glows in the light.
He's not from here.
If he's not from here, then where is he from?
Étoile Rouge was his name. Red Star. Others didn't know what that meant, but he did. He also knows why he likes the name. It represents his love for stars. Red galaxies, more likely. Though, he gained trust issues throughout time. Wondering why? Let him tell the stories.

"This happened while I was still young.
I kept getting bullied by the color of my coat, the red, the pink, the colors. Everyone loved my eyes, but they just found my coat... strange. I never thought my coat was strange. Though, when I was bullied, they liked to hit me and say that my fur was bruised. So by then, I stayed away. I never left my home or my yard, I never talked to anyone, I became distant from my friends and family, they might've been worried. I was on the edge of staying away from the outside. Until, this other person came to me... a female.
Her name was Souhait D'incendie. She talked me into coming out. She talked me into gazing into the clouds to calm me down, and the stars to make me happy. But then, I noticed a pattern in some of the stars. They made a certain shape of an animal, I noticed.
"Vulpecula." Souhait said with a smile, looking at the pattern, eyes shining. She then looked at me, "It's a constellation." She said, looking at my confused face.
"Constellation...?" I asked, ears twitching.
"Wow, you really live under a rock, don't you?" She shook her head. "A constellation are stars that form a pattern, or shape, I believe."
I nodded, looking up at the stars one more.
"Constellation." I repeated, ears twitching slightly, my eyes glowing. Souhait nodded, and sighed.
"But you can't always see Vulpecula... or any other constellation like that." She hummed, as it sounded like she was talking through her teeth.

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It's been a few weeks. I was already up, and the clock was at 12:34. I stared up at the stars and wondered when I was going to see it again. I also wondered if I will be able to see Souhait again. She seemed to just disappear one day, and I haven't saw her since.
"She's still my friend... She wouldn't just abandon me, right..?" I asked myself. Then, I heard the noise of twigs snapping and leaves crunching. Looking up, I saw her. Her mane seemingly glowed under the light that reflected off the moon.
"Long time no see?" She laughed, dropping a basket full of food next to me with a chuckle. I let out a soft laugh,
"I guess." With a shake of my head, we ended up spending the night talking, eating, and watching the dark sky.

I woke up, in a void. It was dark, nothing was there, just stars. I felt like I was falling, but floating, at the same time. It wasn't natural. I watched the asteroids, stars, and distant planets fly up while I fell. Was I falling, or was everything going up? I couldn't breathe or move while this was happening.
'Where am I..?' I thought, looking forward. Then, I saw something run toward me. It was small, red, and looked like a fox...
Fox.

"Rouge." It said, stopping in it's tracks. As it stopped, everything froze, as I looked at the fox's beady eyes with shock. "You can't be here for long. It's dangerous. Go back."
'But.. who are you..?' I thought to myself, eyes wide as it replied.
"Vulpecula. But there is no time right now. You can see me later."
'Later..?'
"Rouge, wake up."

"Wake up, Rouge!" Yelled a voice. The voice of Souhait. "Good grief, I thought you were dead! Frozen there not breathing." She snorted, then slapped me lightly. "Don't do that."
"I wasn't breathing?" I asked. She leaned back slightly in shock.
"You didn't know you weren't breathing..? I thought it was a prank.." She trailed off, then looked at me.
I was staring at the stars that were slowly disappearing because of the sun that slowly rose behind me. I was asleep for a long time, but it was worth it.
"I see you, fox.." I sighed, and Souhait looked up with me.
"Right at the break of dawn, huh..." She laughed, "I guess you're special." She smiled, as I stared up at the fox who stared down at me.

"Yea... I guess so."

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[Vluwu]

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 partially blind, and can see bright light and faint outlines of things because of the light difriention.

[MistCat]

Dropping out because I have writer's block ;-;
Ah, oh well! The winner of this lovely 'cet is welcome to use the art I made if they give credit.

[WolfwithWings38]

username; WolfwithWings38
name; Salem
gender; Female
personality; (300 words max) She is a little crazed (in the good way), fun, happy, supportive, nice, a comedian, a little insecure, a little annoying and overall a great viscet!
favorite constellation & why; (400 words max) She loves the great dipper! Because it reminds her of her mom's cooking and just the feeling of home and just love, for some reason it makes her feel happy and reminds her beautiful things.
extras below;
My likes: Beyblades, space, dancing, Papa John's Pizza, Pac-Man, owls, and a loooot of games, yeeah I know....
My dislikes: Bears (a fear of mine), ribbon dancing (I don't like DOING it I like watching it), Mark's Pizzeria (They DON'T treat ya like family), and science (Again I DON'T like doing it I like watching it, though it depends on what it is)
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My dreams: To own a animal rescue center, to own these Beyblades: Beyblade one: http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1zca3JVXX ... ercury.jpg Beyblade 2: http://i.ebayimg.com/images/i/280850851 ... -l1000.jpg, Beyblade 3: http://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-albu- ... -metal.jpg, and lastly but certainly not least Beyblade 4: http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/bey ... 0110034012 and to own a coffee shop that also sells stuff, has a theater, food, and lots more....

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[PikaPerfect]

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name;; Anarchy
gender;; male
personality;; Anarchy's life is a big game to him. He makes one move, the whole world shifts, and then it's the next turn. While he may have a very strained view on life, it's not stopping him from trying to move on. He's very cold and doesn't accept affection too well, however few Viscets have managed to reach his soft side, one being his partner, Serena. Serena is dreamer, and Anarchy lives in a harsh reality. Despite their vast differences, they bring each other hope. Anarchy brings Serena's head out of the clouds, while Serena helps Anarchy dream a little more.
Anarchy spends much of his time gazing into the night sky, hoping maybe one day he'll be able to be up there with the stars. He believes in the theory that we are all made of stardust, and
likes;; volcanoes, astrology, Greek gods, cats, silence, nature, turn-based rpgs
dislikes;; candy, reality, fish, loud music, death, pain

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Im so sorry, my form is going to be a frickin' monster ;-; I love this child

[MotherMother]

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name; Thorin
gender; male
personality;
Thorin is introverted but not shy, and willing to be friendly if you have a bit of time and patience. Thorin is very mellow and easy-going, he does not get mad easily. He doesn't like confrontation and tries to avoid it as best he can. He isn't afraid to admit he's wrong but will often shy away from saying he's right.
If you ask how he's doing, Thorin will usually reply that he's "just fine." He doesn't really get happy for no reason, but that doesn't mean he's sad all the time. He's just neutral.
Thorin struggles with making friends, but despite this, he's very understanding and will listen to your problems all day. He's not that good at giving advice but he'll do it anyway.
Thorin is a good hearted guy who has others' best interest in mind. He can't be a 'bad boy' or do anything even slightly mischievous, even to the point of taking extra napkins at a fast food place. He always has massive guilt even for the tiniest things. It will eat away at him all day until he does a good deed to "even it out". It's something that he's been working on, he's trying to improve himself to make him and the viscets around him more happy, and become the viscet he wants to be.

Thorin is very kind and knows his manners, and can often seem a bit strange in his manners, such as pulling out someone's chair for them. It's just a weird thing to do now, and can come off as flirting if he's just being a gentlemen. Thorin doesn't know if he should keep this trait or try to improve it, because on one side he's just being nice while on the other he's actually making others uncomfortable. [299]
favorite constellation & why;
Thorin's all time favourite constellation is one of the more well known collections of stars, Ursa Major! Thorin was captivated by it's legend the moment it touched his ears and is the reason he loves the bear in the sky. His dad was the one to lull him to sleep one night with the story. It was the introduction to a whole new world he'd never really paid attention to, and sparked his passion for the night sky. Now as a grown viscet, whenever Thorin looks up and sees the sparkling constellation watching over him, he remembers his dad, and how his eyes sparkled like the stars. He can still hear his dad's smooth voice reciting his knowledge of the legend. And as he grows older, and his childhood memories start to slip away into oblivion, one holds true. The memory of the first time he heard the myth, the first time his dad told him about it.
Ursa Major is comfort. It is his childhood. It is a perfect reminder of his passion for the stars and how it began. Even though his dad was only mildly interested in constellations, he supported Thorin in his passion and bought him his very own telescope, celestial maps, and read him a new legend every night. Bedtime wasn't so terrible once he found Roman mythology.
Luckily Ursa Major is not an easily lost photo, not a worn down teddy bear. It is constant, it is strong. It's there for him every single night without fail, and even if the clouds have drowned it out he knows it's there, looking down at him. And it will be there tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after. It will never leave him like his childhood best friend. Never split away from him like his parents were forced to. No, Ursa Major is stable, a shoulder to lean on, someone to cry to, something that will always be there for him.
It is like the good thoughts in his head. Some days, positive feelings, like the constellation, are pushed away by cloudy, bad thoughts. But the good thoughts are still there. And they will be there for him tomorrow, too, and the day after, and the day after, as long as it takes for him to push away the clouds and see the clear, crisp emotions that make him feel comfortable with himself. [399]

Thorin can't wait for night to come, so he spends his day at the beach making constellations in the sand.

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favourite memory;
Young Thorin never liked bedtime. It meant he had to stop playing and lay in his bed in the dark, how boring! It was a battle to convince him to climb into the covers. But tonight it would be different. His dad entered the room and pushed the window drapes aside to show the viscling what lay behind it: a vast expanse of glittering orbs far, far off in the distance. Thorin sat up in bed to gaze at them, his imagination beginning to create shapes. His dad sat next to him and pointed, "You see that group of stars? The one that looks like spoon?"
Thorin looked at him confused, he didn't see it as a spoon at all. His dad grabbed a window marker, crouched to Thorin's level, and from that point of view connected the stars with lines on the window, creating a spoon. Thorin squealed with joy when he was able to see it.
"That's the Big Dipper. A spoon!"
"A spoon? That's kinda... boring." Thorin said and turned away in bed.
His dad chuckled, "It's an asterism, not a constellation. It's only a section that makes up part of the constellation of Ursa Major."
"Constellation" Thorin repeated, sounding out the word like his kindergarten schoolteacher taught him.
"Ursa Major," continued his dad, "is a bear. A bit more interesting than a spoon, no?"
Thorin gave a weary look, then burst out in a grin and nodded his head until he was dizzy.
"There's a Roman story to it, you know." His dad ruffled his son's mane. "It goes like this... A young woman named Callisto was hunting in the forest and lay down for a moment to rest. Jupiter, the king of gods, saw her and was overpowered by her beauty. Jupiter's wife, Juno, became very jealous of Callisto and later discovered she had a son and she assumed Jupiter must be the father. As punishment, Juno turned Callisto into a bear so she wouldn't be beautiful anymore.
Callisto's son, Arcas, grew up on his own and became a skilled hunter. One day he was hunting in the forest. Callisto saw him and was so excited that she forgot she was a bear and rushed up to him. In fear, Arcas tried to shoot her with an arrow, but Jupiter saw this and stopped the arrow from hitting her. Then, to save Callisto and her son from any more harm from Juno, he changed Arcas into a bear as well. He grabbed them both by their tails and threw them into the heavens to live peacefully among the stars. The strength of the throw stretched their short stubby tails into long ones. Callisto the bear became known as Ursa Major, and her son Arcas was Ursa Minor.
Jupiter's plan had not entirely saved them from Juno's wrath. She became even more mad at Jupiter and punished Callisto and Arcas even harder, by going to the sea gods and forbidding them to let the bears walk through their waters. This created a long and endless journey for the mother and son who journey forever around the pole star."
Thorin was laying quietly in bed, listening to the story, growing more and more drowsy as sleep was beginning to pull him down.
"The pole star in the story is actually very important." His dad said after he finished the legend. "It is nearly aligned with earth's axis of rotation, and it's often used for navigation."
Thorin didn't understand some of the big words his dad was using, but that didn't matter. He had enjoyed the story and now, as weighed down by sleep as he was, drifted into his slumber.

the Big Dipper;
Part of Thorin's favourite constellation, Ursa Major...
A hunter is chasing an elk, and the pursuit raises into the sky. The elk his still alive when suddenly it is transformed into an asterism, the Big Dipper.

(Click!) Thorin in a forest, waiting for night to come. The elk, a symbol of the Big Dipper, wanders in the distance.

strengths; Thorin is proud of his knowledge of stars. He'll talk on and on about them if you let him!
Also, his understanding and compassion for others. He's pretty sensitive, and a good friend to talk to.
Thorin is also athletic and has even won an award. Though it was 8th place, he still has it pinned up in his room next to his mirror.

flaws; Thorin struggles with himself and has insecurities about his image. Like many people, he cannot see his own beauty and is self conscious about grooming his fur, his shaky voice, and his taste in activities. He tends to stray away from crowds and can't connect with a lot of viscets. He doesn't share the same interests as many others, which proved to be a big problem in school with making friends. He was mostly on his own through his education.
Thorin also feels guilty when he doesn't need to, like when he accidentally bumps into someone or takes the last slice of pizza in the fridge.
Thorin is very messy and unorganized. He's constantly losing things. If Ursa Major wasn't in the sky, he'd lose it under a pile of clothes too!

Finally, night has come.

likes; Night, stars, mythology
dislikes; Day, cleaning/organizing, criticism

favourite...;
candy flavour; strawberry
ice cream flavour; Salted caramel swirl
sport: Track and field
music artist; Melanie Martinez
school subject; science (astronomy specifically)
animal; bear
food; gourmet hamburgers
drink; Dr. Pepper mixed with Fanta
hobby; stargazing
colour; red
tree; spruce
bird; orange-breasted falcon






life goal; Thorin wants to win the Bruce Medal, an award for outstanding lifetime contributions to astronomy.

biggest nightmare; Thorin's personal nightmare is to be forgotten.

After a long day, Thorin lays in bed with an astrology book. The night has just begun!

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omg wip

so pretty c:

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[stoneleaf]

** word count is 400, i screenshotted because you can't copy and paste the words c:
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