[rustyroxy]

Res

[cyborgishly]

wheezes marking

[deerbroken]

lil mark

[Meduz]

So cute - Res maybe...

[bakuraas.]

possible res hah a

[Yuroshi]

Oooh mark

[2246]

man, these edgy kids.
all i see is a choker on them edgy kids asdfghjkl- whyyy-


i made a few sketches with all kinds of clothes, but i like this one the best.
the colors are absolutely horrible to look at.
ignore the colors..
should i make them neon-ish, cuz pastel ain't workin'? hmmm
-pink, white, grey and black combination.

now that i'm looking at it.
here's what i might remove
-make the shirt completely sleeveless, or long sleeved, since this ain't lookin' too swell.
-pants length also
-boots are okay i think?
-remove the arm warmer oof too edgy
- more scissory (that ain't a word.) stuff please thanks. more patches, buttons, etc etc

okay lemme go and do them changes to see what fits better oof

why scissors? well- either as a weapon (good weapon, my son.), or he is a hair dresser.
or makes them clothes. for them people living in the post apocalyptic world.
i like the last idea the best tbh


-post apocalypse, but this boyo still has that style

damn boyo

u fabulous

Dropping out!! I used to connect to him more, but I don't anymore, so-

Good luck everyone!

And congrats to the winner! ^u^

[redhorizon]

Username; beau-tiful
Name; Carmen
Gender; Female
Outfit;

Res with a pink dress kinda like this
https://www.groupdress.com/uploads/prod ... ress-1.jpg

And a pair of either silver glittery heels or black heels

And a little paw print necklace

And a pair of turtle (?) earrings

And a nice little hair flower

[sentimental]

[76heart]

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76heart ● other one ● micah andromeda ann ● demigirl, she/her ● other two ● 1,110 words
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GRRRLS - AViVA ● weak - AJR ● burn the house down - AJR ● three-thirty - AJR ● BRN - AViVA
losing my mind - mystery skulls (flashing warning) ● growing pains - maria mena ● tangled up
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(if i win this magnificent child i'll definitely fix this, but i honestly don't even know what
happened with the jaw/eye/ears at the moment and have no idea how to fix it now
i also really hope the sims pictures are okay ahhh, the hairstyle just fit too perfectly and
since this isn't a collage of pictures and i did shape her face and all that, it possibly counts
as four of the six extra art pieces?)
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Micah's style can quite easily be defined as street grunge, while remaining light and movable so she can do the shuffle dancing she adores, and traverse the city she lives in in comfort. The colors of her outfits are often black, with hints and accents of pinks and dark blue greens, usually with at least one piece possessing some sort of mesh, whether it be fishnets beneath her shorts and jeans, or a type of fake sleeve accompanying her shirt. Along with that, she also has a strong liking to baggy clothing, and things like oversized jackets (especially in plaid) and occasional oversized sweaters, and shirts that are baggy enough to tie tighter to her form. Sometimes she also likes embellishing them herself, and just simply buying a plan black shirt, and making cuts for special twists and ties, or turning it into a crop top. It's not something she does often since shopping isn't exactly her favorite, but she's done it enough that when she does, it doesn't just look like some DIY someone did after watching a youtube video done by someone who isn't even a professional. She does however, make her own tattoo chokers quite often, as something to keep her paws busy to help focus when her mind is wandering, which is frankly more often than not. It is also incredibly rare to spot her without her necklaces and multiple bracelets, and even rarer to catch her without her piercings; she absolutely adores all of her jewelry, and positively despises having to take them off. They keep her relaxed in moments when she's nervous, and without them she feels naked, exposed, and far too vulnerable for her liking. They're a constant, something she can always depend on, like the sun coming up each day, and while the rest of her clothing may change from day to day, she always has them on her form, always has the comfort they bring.

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xxxGroaning, Micah trudged into her gym class with a purposely slow pace, her four paws dragged slowly across the hard glossed floor, hoping to delay it's start for as long as she possibly could. She absolutely despised gym, it was awful, and there was absolutely no use for it, not for hr anyway. It wasn't like she needed the exercise; she already walked everywhere, what with kalons not exactly being able to use cars and the like, and a lot of the hours in her day were spent dancing, or practicing dancing to a song she would perform in the streets. She didn't need gym to get her heart rate up, it was just pointless, and miserable. She had too change out of the clothes she loved too, and into some weird uniform that didn't even fit her properly and that smelled weird. The locker room somehow managed to smell sticky too, which she didn't even know was possible. The class wasn't even a class, nothing at all was learned, it was just exercises that took all of the energy she had, some laps that had her struggling to breathe, and then some game in the exact same schedule it had been for her past several years in school. It just made her feel terrible, and just plain awful and gross, and beyond miserable, and it was just dumb too. It should be an optional class, not a mandatory one, at least not in in her option. God, why did she have to endure this stupid ordeal?
xxx"Miss Ann, would you come here please?" The voice of her equally horrible teacher cut through her thoughts suddenly, abruptly ruining her attempts at dragging this out as long as she possibly could. She knew what this was about already, she could recite the spiel of the lecture she was about the receive word for word by now, and with a hanging head, she slowly approached.
xxx"What?" Micah huffed.
xxx"You know my rules about jewelry, do you not?" Micah could tell she was displeased, but still, the anger of her teacher was well disguised by the controlled and level tone of her voice.
xxx"I do, and they're stupid." She met her teacher's gaze with narrowed eyes, challenging her to counter, as she knew she would.
xxx"Your safety is not 'stupid' Miss Ann. Your necklaces could get caught in the equipment, or pulled by a classmate. I should not have to tell you this, again." Micah let out a groan. She understood the need to follow safety regulations for the sake of keeping a job, but this was a rule the teacher had expressed making herself, and it was just, she didn't have the words. The lack of thought put into it astounded her. On top of that, her jewelry held a great meaning to her too; they helped her to feel relaxed and safe.
xxxxxx"Oh for the love of- This is a choker necklace, it's not going to get caught in any stupid equipment, it doesn't even hang a centimeter off my neck. Why would some idiot pull on it too? They couldn't even get their paws or teeth around it, and if they tried you'd see it for sure. Someone's hair would be caught first in either situation too, but you obviously can't ban hair, so why mess with this? It's a freaking choker, not some dangly jangly thing." She watched as the nostrils of her teacher flared, the older Kalon obviously angered at hearing this from her again. Clearly, she didn't like her rules questioned, or to be told she was wrong, or spoken to in such away. In her teacher's fairness, she wasn't exactly being the nicest about it, but in Micah's fairness, she had heard this every day for the school year, when suddenly it became an issue after years of it going on without a hitch, and she was done and purely unable to be nice about it anymore. She had liked her teacher before, but now it had all changed, and easily, she could say she hated her.
xxx"Take the necklace off Micah, I won't ask you again." This time, her anger wasn't as seamlessly hidden as before.
xxx"No. Your rule is dumb, and it means a lot to me." Micah's eyes held a challenge, her head tilting confidently as her muzzle pulled into a smile.
xxx"Then I hope you won't mind taking a trip to the principle's office."
xxx"Gladly. I'm always dying to get out of this class anyway."