[~Teya~]

I just love the colorrs<3

[DragonCave]

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Username: DragonCave

Name:
Gender: Female
Favorite part of the ocean:
Art: Ordered but may/may not have in time! Winner can keep the art c:

[madras]

Username: madras
Name: Nautilus
Gender: Female
Favorite part of the ocean: Her favorite part of the ocean is everything! But, if she had to pick a favorite part, it would be the life. Everything is so alive. And she loves it. She is very good at holding her breath, and can hold her breath for up to five minutes at a time if she doesn't move. She likes to grab onto something, like a rock, to keep herself underwater while she holds her breath. This way, she can watch the creatures swim around with minimal effort. WIP
Art: (optional)

[fromage]

Username: Mareep || Name: Ohana || Gender: Female
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Favorite part of the ocean: (500/500)

The ocean had saved Ohana's son more than anyone could count. She used to feel neutral about the ocean, preferring the city more, however when she had given birth to an egg. Her mate grew abusive under stress of having to take care of a mere egg that he didn't ask for, frequently he would toss the egg out in the ocean. He'd call it 'useless, infertile egg' in an attempt to get his mate to let the egg go. The first time it happened, Ohana ran out into the water after it, but it got swept away quickly, all she could do was to drop on her rear in ocean and weep. Few minutes later, the waves became more harsh, pushing over her. Then it slowly ceased, becoming calmer, and the mother realized that her precious egg is in her arms. She clutched it, and ran into her home to warm it up. After several times, she would always walk into the water, and patiently wait. The ocean became her friend, as if it understood her woes, and aided her in finding her egg.

One day, the egg did not return, but a bottle that had a note inside came instead. The note actually had such a neat, familiar handwriting on it that Ohana didn't think it was ocean's doing, and she quickly remembered her grandma's words when she was very little. "Dear, I will be watching over you, embrace the ocean," echoed in her head. Her grandma had loved ocean, she'd always see the elder in water, no matter if it's storming or freezing cold. She also passed after uttering that message to her, and her family had spread her ashes out in the ocean since it made the most sense.

The note had gave her an advice of banishing her mate. Ohana feared that the most, her mate can be violent sometimes. She mustered up the courage, because the longer egg is in the water, the more danger it is exposed to. She had to hurry. After searching for her mate, when she found him, she immediately shouted for him to leave her and her egg for good. Confusingly enough, he accepted with a mutter of 'finally'. She watched him turn tail and leave, she did too to return to the ocean. She sat down in the water, waiting until the egg showed up in her arms. She decided to half submerge the egg, giving the ocean praises for saving her baby. As if the timing lined up coincidentally, the egg began to wiggle, and crack. The mother watched in amazement as her baby fought it's way out of the shell confines.

"Oh my god," Ohana muttered, holding the baby, that she confirmed is her son, in air, "look at you! Nikau, you're beautiful!" From that day and on, she have never felt more connected to the ocean, and her grandma. Thus, everything about the ocean became her favorite, it saved her son's life, and her own.
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[-Shaded-]

Username: -Shaded-
Name: Amatheia (a-ma-THEE-uh) -- which means “nourisher” -- Is a Greek goddess that nursed young fish (Click for more info on the name!)
Gender: Female
Favorite part of the ocean: 500 words MAX

Her favorite part of the ocean is how resourceful it can be! She can make almost anything out of the natural organic life living in the ocean. Another thing that she loves is how others will use the ocean to survive. Since the beginning of time animals had used the ocean for food, water, and other things that we need to survive. Today some may take the ocean for granted and abuse the natural abundance of resources; Amatheia still holds hope that the people of the land will soon find that their actions have consequences and try to make things better. some have already changed their ways and take the privilege to help replenish their aquatic populations and natural reefs.
Art:
Lmao I had to XD

[stormzien]

Mark omg
Res with the sea and land breezes

[recherché.]

Res
- Kaori

[tiny little box]

Username:tiny little box
Name:woodwork
Gender:female

Favorite part of the two ocean: 500 words MAX
There favorite part of the ocean is when it's raining.As much as others fear the deep crashing of the raging ocean.She finds it as a sort of symbolic way of the ocean venting out its fustration on the world.The ocean is a child she says and just like children they can be beautiful,playful and mischievous.The ocean can also throw a temper tantrums like a little baby

Woodwork had always lived by the ocean,ever since she was just a little viscling she felt a sort of spiritual connection to the sea and all its mystical beauties.In return for the ocean bringing her food and life she makes small wooden carvings for the ocean.Her favorite thing to do is place it ontop of a lava crusted rock and have it on display.They always disappear by morning and she takes it as a sign of the ocean accepting her gift


Art:

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

Username:
tenlittlesoldierboys

Name:
Keanu

Gender:
male

Favorite part of the ocean:
The fishermen were watching the sun setting with tired eyes and gazed at the horizon. They wished nothing more than to go home, but before they hadn't caught anything, they couldn't. Just when they were about to give up for the day, they realized that something quite big has gotten caught up in their net, but what they were drawing on deck, was clearly not what they were expecting: a Viscet. It tried to hit them with his tail, but it was caught up in the net and unable to free itself. The fishermen, of course, had no intentions in letting it leave - Viscets were rare animals and no one would ever believe that they had caught one in the ocean, without any evidence. Clearly, this was a way better catch than some stupid fish.
"Please let me go." The men looked at the animal in confusion. Did the beautiful voice, sounding as if the ocean itself was talking to them, truly come from that great beast? When it talked again, their doubt was cleared. "I will reward you greatly, if you set me free." The fishermen just started to laugh. What could a Viscet give them, that was more promising than the money they would surely get for selling it? And it could speak, too! They'd be rich by dawn.
For a while, the Viscet stood silent. "If you do not let me go, you will regret it." Its voice suddenly sounded more like a great storm in the middle of the sea, but the men shrugged it off. Until they realized, some time later, that they had come off course. Their boat was swimming towards something, that looked like a collection of huge rocks. They tried to get past them, but everything failed. "I warned you." The Viscet chirped, right before the boat crashed into the rocks and started to sink. About an hour later, in the last streams of light by the setting sun, a lone Viscet sat on a rock, holding something in his paw, what appeared to be a human skull. The Viscet smiled, dropping it back into the sea. Soon, there would be two more joining his dear collection. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, the waves singing him a sweet lullaby.
When he awoke the next morning, he jumped into the water and dove down to the sunken boat, which looked beautifully peaceful in the light of the rising sun. The sea had already claimed it, a kraken had slung his arms around the mast and fish were swimming inside and outside of it. The seascape beyond the rocks was a beautiful, yet scary sight: Numerous colorful fish and other creatures of the sea, anemones and corals in every imaginable color. But what Keanu liked most about this place, were the bones of all the men that he had lured into death.

[jolteon]

reminder that this ends tonight!