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Dropping out! Just not feeling the design right now. Oh, and good luck to everyone entering!

Username - bmkmb
Name - Zinnia
Gender - female
Storage Thread - Firelight Mansion
Pet or Stray? - Pet
Collar/Harness - harness [image (credit) / image (credit) / image (credit)]

Prompt - This sweetheart was an unexpected find in a planned showdog litter. Since this kid couldn't really be considered for showing, they were sent to us to find them a good home. // How do they really feel about their appearance? Describe why and what they do about it.

The chimera bared her fangs at her littermates. "Go away," she snarled. She was only a pup but already filled with hatred. She struggled to see the light—it was there; oh, yes! But it was so far upwards. She couldn't reach it.

The majority of the other pups backed up, yet one stood his ground: the youngest of the litter, the runt. His legs quivered and he asked kindly, "Wh—why, Zilpah? We want to play."

"No, no. Go away!" the Zilpah yapped. "Thieves!" She pawed at the floor. "You... thieves!" They robbed her of her birthright. She was supposed to be pretty and perfect and because of her stupid fur, she couldn't even compete!

However, she was only a pup and couldn't adequately explain those turbulent feelings. They raced through her, consumed her.

Unfair... bad... accident... worthless... wrong...

She heard the humans speak, and even if she didn't know what those words meant, she noticed their negative connotations and it fueled her anger.

"Go play with your other gorgeous showmates," Zilpah commanded, throwing out the word like a curse. The humans had pointed towards the others and murmured that word with such awe. She didn't want to give her littermates that same pleasure. Anything good to them was bad for her.

And this continued on: Zilpah stayed far away from the perfect show dogs, yet she wasn't completely alone. She befriended the disfigured, and those that the bad humans had also ruined. Her mistrust grew, and for all they tried, the humans couldn't stop the darkness from festering within her.

Zilpah's path was laid out, and she had no future. She was just the chimeric, aggressive pomeranian that—of course—no one would want. While her siblings sold quickly, she ended up in some run-down shelter, doomed to bland kibble and with no other pastime than nipping at the fingers that dared to provoke her.

Until...

Extra 'Credit' - Absolutely tell me more about them! The more sections/things you tell about them, the more I get a feel for the character!

Zephyranthes | <3 | aka the Rain Lily, the Fairy Lily

He stumbled into the shelter, water dripping from his coat and hair. "Those... weather... never get things right," were the only words anyone could make out from his grumbling.

"It's pouring out there, isn't it," the receptionist said in means of greeting.

Randon glanced up her after smoothing out his clothes. "You think?" he retorted. "If I could park any closer to the door, I would."

At that moment, a young man stepped out from behind the desk, extending his hand. Randon shook it firmly, and the two conversed about costs, living conditions, children, and a variety of other relevant topics before moving on.

The volunteer led him through the back door. "This isn't your first time at a shelter; I trust that you know what to and not to do."

"Of course," Randon replied smoothly. He was here for a dog. Preferably a larger one who enjoyed activity, but one that didn't mind the presence of his other pets.

He walked through the room, noticing how some dogs would watch him as he passed. Due to the placement of the shelter and the addition of tiresome weather, not many were visiting.

The man paused for a moment to listen as an older child quizzed another volunteer about a curious labrador before moving on.

Abruptly, a flash of black and fawn caught his attention, and Randon approached. Was it two dogs together? No. Just one. Inquisitively, the client verbally reached out to his assigned volunteer.

"What coat pattern is that?"

"Two coat patterns, actually," the volunteer corrected. "Chimera. She's from a breeder and they didn't want her, so she ended up here."

He watched the pomeranian who appeared to be sleeping. "Is that why she hasn't been adopted yet?" Those who wanted companions really shouldn't care about fur colors. It was like judging someone from the shade of their hair.

"That might be part of it, but it's mostly her temper."

"Temper," Randon repeated. "How she is with other dogs?" Pomeranians were rather feisty, he knew.

"And with people, too. She's not too hostile, but not… cuddly, as most expect. My guess is that she had a rougher upbringing."

The volunteer scanned the room. The light from the windows were fading, and he decided, "We should probably continue this discussion outside. Are you interested?"

"It's a possibility. But I'll need to check her when she's awake next time."

"Yeah…" Near the front desk, their conversation continued.

Bonus Prompt - Tell me what they remember about their parents and family, the humans that raised them, and/or generally their life before the shelter.

name meaning (zinnia = friendship but doesn't work as planned) // adoption (because of her coloring? no, because of her temper...)

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Username - cry.
Name - Lancelot
Gender - male
Storage Thread - https://toyhou.se/Onyxx/characters/folder:1787520 (still working on it)
Pet or Stray? - stray
Collar/Harness - harness (green?)
Prompt - As a chimera, this boy feels sad that he is different, which he envies others for being normal. He pities himself for not being a "pretty enough" dog. He is so lonely in his sorrows of being "ugly" that he doesn't notice his true beauty. But he hides all his griefs, locking it up when others are near. He's very secretive with his self hate, and when others catch him, he just says he's making observations, or self-critiscizing. He should know he is gorgeous, because others have told him several times, but he doesn't agree.
Bonus Prompt - His family was a sleek and well built family, with thick coats. They were all beautiful, and all he remembers is feeling unwanted, unloved, and different from them. His sister was a gorgeously groomed pomeranian, and his brother was a muscular pit bull (this is like an adopted pack type thing). His father was a well built and gorgeous coated golden retriever. His mother was a beautiful cattle dog, who had the nicest genes. He always felt so out of place with them, because he was just fluff and patterns.

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Roughly a week left! Get your forms complete!

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This competition will be closed tomorrow (March 1st) around midnight on pacific standard time! Get your forms finished before then. Only forms which are complete and not dropped out can apply to win the pet or the tokens for the extra prompts!
Good luck!

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This competition is now closed! It will be judged within the month time limit.

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It was a hard choice certainly but the very consistent and clear characterization of dino cat's form makes that form my pick! Congrats! Your token total as well is 10, from the bonus prompt and the 4 extra credit writing pieces.

Hms-
-Delusional- (Token total = 9, 6 from bonus prompt + hm + extra credit for name meaning)
Beebun (Token total = 8, 6 from bonus prompt + hm)
DVTProject (Token total = 2, from hm)
cry. (Token total = 8, 6 from bonus prompt + hm)

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Thank you so much!