[Cranberries]

Username:
Saru.
Name:
Lysene, meaning Lights in Norwegian, because her markings remind me of the vibrant colors of the Northern lights ^^;
Gender:
Female
Explanation:
Lysene lives in Alaska, with a good view of the Northern Lights at night. Her home is a small shack on the top of a hill. Not much, but it means a lot to her. wip

[NoLongerOnCS]

My name is Titanium, my momma said that she named me titanium because i am going to have to be strong when i grow up, so i can have a happy life and leave the city.


Where do i live? I live in a terrible place, a place called the city. Its loud and obnoxious, the sirens blaring while tons of crimes are comitted. The streets are full of filth and rubbish, people throwing junk everywhere and its almost like theres nowhere to sleep! Bright yellow and white lights stand tall above the streets and glow brilliantly over the people and the cars, and everyone seems so grey and bland. The buildings are so straight and plain, no originality to them at all. The sidewalks are covered in busy people who give me no space to wander so i sleep in a hole in the side of a brick building. I think its peaceful compared to the rest of the cities roads. Its warm and muggy and the polution in the air makes it hard form me to breathe. but lets talk about where i WOULD live if i could. Sometimes when im in my little hole in the wall i pretend i live in a big stone castle, full of toys and colorful walls! I imagine being a prince of the castle and everyone does what i want, but i neeeever treat them badly or they will spit in my food so i share my wealth with them! I image my room to be blue and lime green, with drawings of cool things, weaved all over it with purple paint. My bed would be in the middle of the room against the wall thats like a HUGE window! and ill be on the top floor and when i look out, get this, Theres acres and acres of country filled with apples and fruit and even a cake tree! There will be tons of other young beans to play with and of course i will have a butler to take care of me and keep me company.


Well of course im a boy, you would never expect me to be a girl would you? is it because i dont have horns yet? i hope not i feel bad when people say i need to grow some horns and be a big bean. I dont want to grow up

[Guepardo]

Username:
Guepardo

Name:
Caspain

Gender:
Male

Explanation:
Caspain lives in a old, creaky treehouse that sits perfectly in an old oak tree. Though it may creak and groan when you're up in it, it's perfectly fine for Caspain! The wood is a deep, chocolate brown. He has a little ladder to lead him up to the doorway. This treehouse is found in the forest, filled with wildlife. He has a small creek running beside his treehouse tree and he hears it babbling constantly. Inside of the treehouse, he has many many items. His collection of hats hung on one wall, his photos on the other, his adventure items on another, his food supply tucked nicely in a large chest in the corner.. Caspain has a lot of other stuff, but it's lightweight and there's too much to name. Caspain has windows placed here and there, with nice little curtains.

[briannna27]

Username:
Tesserae
Have you seen me around the fc chat? I use the same name.
Name:
Autumn
Named after one of my friends, I thought it was a beautiful name that fit her.
Gender:
Female
I just thought she looked like a girl, and Autumn was a girl's name.
Explanation:
Vancouver, BC (Canada.)
I got the idea of Vancouver because I went on a mission trip at the beginning of the summer, and ever since I can't stop thinking about it. It seems like a great place that'd suit her. Anything I mention actually exists in the city or surrounding area, most - if not all - I have been to.
Vancouver is the perfect place for young Autumn. It's warm, it's diverse, you can find anything there. For one, it's right by the coast, giving Autumn the perfect opportunity to swim and visit the beach, which she loves. The water shimmers in the sun with the calm, beautiful waves that lap up on the sand.
There's also beautiful Stanley park, an oasis in the middle of the city. The park is a magnificent, gigantic playground for Autumn with the trees and foliage to hide in and you can be sure there's small forest animals to play with.
Now and then, she drives down to the Rocky mountains, which are tall and majestic, a beautiful landmark and defining feature of British Columbia. She goes every second weekend to go hiking or skiing in the winter.
Finally, Vancouver is an incredibly diverse city, and you can find everything there - including Autumn's favorite foods: jack fruit and bubble tea - and she know's exactly where to get both. She can buy her jack fruit at her favorite fruit market - the same place she buys giant carrots that take her hours to eat - and bubble tea at an amazing local shop that offers hundreds of flavors. She can also go to her favorite amusement park, full of thrills and fun, which she loves taking her friends to. Autumn has lived in Vancouver her whole life, and she would never want to move!

[Koiley]

Guys please try to only post if you're going to finish your forms. Also please try to complete them ASAP. When it reaches 10 pages, I'll start going through the entries! *Front page updated*

[HP Fan]

Username: HP Fan
Name: Saskia { sass - key - ah ]
Gender: female
Explanation: Location: Mount Roraima, Venezuela

If there is any place Saskia loves, has to be her home on Mount Roraima in Venezuela. It is a large, oddly shaped mountain. One section of it, the biggest part of it, looks somewhat like a large chef hat, with another part shaped roughly like a boot. She loves to adventure the various parts of the mountain, and if she had to pick a favorite detail about it, it would have to be the amazing waterfalls all over the mountains.
*fail description is a fail*

[iShame]

Username: iShame
Name: Feledorea [ feel - e - door - e - a ]
Fellia [ fel - i - a] for short
Gender: Female
Explanation:
Walking into the land as one might; sounds would ensnare your sense; the smell of large maple trees that grew in clusters in particular spots; not to mention the smells of oak the the flowers that bloomed. The sight was one to behold; rolling green fields of flowers and foliage, their buds in bloom for the new living-season. Scattered through the long fields were bodies of opaque water; glistening from the suns rays that filled each day with new light. Residing to the edges of the land; where the forests of dark and light, holding mysteries beyond one's imagination. Rarely anyone would dare to venture forth; only one dared to go near such a place.

On this land, animals live of course. To where each lived was specific to what each needed. Some were flyers, some were swimmers, other walked on land. One certain animal that lived on the lands was particular to herself; a small creature of blacks greens and blues; her fur soft as silk to look, yet course as could be if touched. Her eyes were the brightest of yellows; Feledorea. This young Dragon lived where most others dared to venture; in the dark forest of witch shadows lurked and darkness was present in the day. She thought of this place as a challenge of life; yet it was something she loved Most could not see the beauty of the darker forest as she did' the new array of animals that made their home in such a place. The croaking of frogs and hoots of owls at night, the layers of mist that filled the air at night; accompanied by the rays of moonlight that filtered through the trees. Even on the darkest of night, one would be able to find their way through the forest dark.

[pecan]

Username:
Cobweb
Name:
Kuso - daydream in Japanese.

Gender:
Female

Explanation:
The thunderous roar of rushing water is the first thing you register. It is very dark, and the pale cream light the single flickering lightbulb gives off does little to help the darkness. Slowly, your eyes accustom to the surroundings and you realize that you are in a tunnel of some sort, with damp, glistening gray stone walls and a wet cement floor. A cold spray of water lunges at your face; blinking, you see a wide trench in the middle of the tunnel floor, roaring with surprisingly crystal clear water. There are even little scarlet guppies merrily swimming about!

Cautiously you step forward, trying not to touch the damp, mildewed wall as you catch your balance. Further down this strange tunnel, the little river has calmed down and you are pleased to see proper lighting - the tunnel isn't wet any more and the cheery bubbling of water is soothing. You continue walking and along the walls is a bizarre gallery of crayon drawings: horses, dogs and...jelly bean dragons. The lines are wobbly; you can't help but smile at this unexpected comfort.

The river has narrowed into a tiny strip; at its end was a little ridged wooden door. A wobbly 'My Bedroom' was carved into it; you can tell that this is an unsuccessful attempt of elegant cursive writing. You knock gently, and push open the door.

The square room is small, but extremely cozy. The light glowed bright, and a little bed stands in the upper left corner. You wander closer. The bedcover is a plain sky blue, but the blankets are patchworked with gold and...black. "My Personality" was stitched in tiny green letters on a corner of the blanket - you startle when you get the meaning.

The floor of the bedroom is made of mahogany wood, with a few little dents here and there. An intricately made chest-of-drawers stands beside the bed, and a huge, bright-orange rug is situated beside it. You bend down to feel the extraordinarily soft material, and pick up a piece of paper. It has rough drawings of jelly bean dragons on it, and the words... You smile.

"Wishlist For Christmas
-A friend
-A good friend
-A best friend
-Friendship"

[FoxerOwl]

Hi there, I'm FoxerOwl! Just call me Foxer, though, please.



I'd name him Techno. His markings remind me of rave parties, thus leading to music c: Although, his only nickname is Zero.



Techno here is a handsome male.



I was born in a lush forest. The dirt was muddy, as it rained often. Small, leafy plants stuck out into the pathway I had carved out after so many times of walking through the forest. The trees loomed over me, so tall that I couldn't even see the blue, cloudy sky. I looked around, my paws slipping in the sticky mud as I walked down the worn trail. I looked around, the trees dripping with dew. Everything sparkled, even the willow twigs that had fallen to the ground. Berries were weighed down, causing bushes to droop drastically. I kept trotting along the path, and soon arrived at a cave with a small opening. The stone was a dark grey, water still trailing down its sides. I padded inside, making sure to shake the mud off of my paws. I had twigs in my jaws as I padded over to the fire that was starting to die out. My cave was surprisingly very round, but low and small. This wasn't a problem since I was small. As I fed the fire, it illuminated the walls. They had many drawings on them, scratched on by rock or claw. I glanced behind my shoulder and kept feeding the fire. It soon revealed a pool full of rainwater, with a small crack in the ceiling still dripping. A large, flat stone was near the fire for cooking and eating with. After feeding the fire, I got up and peeked my head out the entrance. Everything was still so beautiful and relaxing. I sighed and decided to take a nap in the cool wind. As I settled down, I thought, I'm glad I still live here.

[LokisTrick]

Username:.Tik.Tok.
Name: Will o' Wisp
Gender: Male
Explanation: I was born in a swampland at the edge of the sea. It is a dark, mysterious place, the air heavy with the mist brought in by the tide. Sometimes the fog is so thick, you feel as if you're choking on it. The sky is a dreary grey, pressing down onto the earth. The calls of strange creatures sound only long enough to send chills down your spine before they too are swallowed by the mists. Trees that were surely once heathy giants now rot in the decay of the bog, their spindly branches, once strong and proud, now wither from disuse. The few retched leaves they produce are brown and molded, starved for the sun that never shines. I live in a hollow in one such tree, my nest lined with peat-moss and rushes. Some times, a traveler wanders into my lonely domain, and I do my best to guide them through. My bright spots of color shimmer in the darkness, and I lead them around the dangerous bits of mire. But more often then not, I am alone in my realm. My only company being the marsh birds and other, more sinister creatures. Outside of the blackened tree I live in, there is a thick bramble that prevails in the darkness. A thorny and twisted plant, but a testament to the endurance of it's kind. Every time I walk near it, I cant help but to admire the ferocity that allows it to survive in a place like this. A place where animals live their entire lives never having seen the sun, a place where the dampness finds it's way into your bones and stays, where the bog consumes anything that so much as touches it's surface. It's no rose, that's for sure, and the few berries it yields are sour and shriveled, but it gives me hope, that unlike the moss that sucks the life from already rotting trees and the mushrooms that live on the decay of other, once living things, there is a place here for something alive, something like me.