[Zuppe]

ignore

[dolan duk]

No it didnt

[Beatnik]

did this end?

Please read the end date and time instead of posting. I'd understand if it wasn't there, but it is. If you are confused by 'next saturday' check the day it's posted.

[Beatnik]

Closed, and closed!

[RedFur1322]

Good luck guys <3 whoever wins, take care of her!

[pep]

good luck to everyone!! o v o

[Guest]

good luck for all :D

[Zuppe]

eeerm good luck! I'll def make gift art to whomever wins this cutie

[epimetheus]

marking to see the winner !! good luck guys ouo

[Beatnik]

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username: pep, you may know me better as bodt. i own two plumerians: nitori and reese.
sex: whilst biologically male, he only identifies partially as male, choosing to identify as a demiboy. he prefers masculine or gender-neutral (they/them) pronouns.
name: carlos flynn - usually goes by carlo or carlos, but his fashion collection falls under the alias flynn milo
hobby/occupation of the arts: carlos is very, very involved in the world of fashion design. he isn't the type to screech at a fashion epidemic or criticize someones' outfit on the street; he's much too passive to do that, but he does avidly attempt at chasing his career option of his own clothing collection to be presented in the world of plumerians, on the most prestigious runways. his fashion is a mere hobby as his occupation lies in a cozy bookshop on a corner of his comfortable city's downtown. he wears a tape measure around his neck everywhere, and is nearly constantly scribbling down sketches in his sketchbook dubbed the 'fashion book'. a pencil is commonly perched behind his left ear. his inspiration for his collections come not from nature, or from objects, but other plumerians. occasionally someone enters the bookstore and he can't help but observe them and scribble down a few details about them only to elaborate on the designs later. he also has fabrics and unfinished articles strewn nearly everywhere in his apartment, his clutter almost unbearable. and don't even have him start discussing his latest ideas, as passion will light up in his eyes, and he will never stop talking!!

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relationship with another plumie: using arienne (with permission)
arienne breathed a sigh as she sat on a stool next to the main desk of the book store, watching carlos doodle in the sketchpad. "so why did you need me here?" she questioned, and immediately a very flustered carlos looked up at his friend. he and arienne had been friends for quite a while, and he was even starting to develop feelings beyond friendship for her, but he felt too awkward and silly to even try and confess. he decided he wanted to take her on a trip, since it was one special holiday, after all. he was quite excited to tell her; he had already bought the airplane tickets and made hotel reservations.

"okay, so, you ready? you might need to sit down for this one.. wait, you already are!" his words fell out of his mouth easily, as he always found it so easy to joke around with and tease her. "since you're, like, my really great friend, i wanted to take you down to mexico on a trip. i have roots there, and i know day of the dead is happening, and i think it'd be a really good time if you would come with me!" a sheepish grin was on his face as he shifted his weight, staring into her surprised blue eyes; this only made him grin wider.

arienne took a while to reply, he noted quickly; maybe she was calculating things in her head behind those beautiful, totally perfect blue eyes. 'don't be a creep, carlo!' his mind screamed and he averted his gaze for a second, but when he took the chance to peek back up at her she was smiling the most gigantic smile he'd ever seen on her, and it made him fall more and more, his chest warming and his heart thumping quickly against his chest. god, he really was a weird dork in love.

"i'd love to go," she spoke, but immediately the other plumerian cut her off excitedly; carlo was almost jumping around behind the counter with sole childish excitement.

"good, because i ordered plane tickets and made reservations and everything!!" he exclaimed, his bright green eyes so wide and so happy one could think he just won the lottery. he practically did, after all. he was so excited he was going to mexico for the most extravagant festival ever. "our flight is at ten o'clock tonight, so we'll be able to reach our destination and settle in our hotel, maybe sleep a little..." he trailed off, remembering his atrocious jet lag. "okay, sleep a lot, and since tomorrow is november first, we can party it up at night. that's when the festival is most extravagant."

he then pulled his tape measure off from around his neck. "now, can i get your measurements? i have an idea for another shirt in a collection i'm working on and i'd like you to be the model..."

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the second they hit their own respective hotel beds, both plumerians were practically mumbling sweet 'i love you's to their comfortable beds and poofy comforters, and carlos laughed as he stretched on the bed, his back giving a few pops, making him sigh contently and curl into the bed. reaching out of his pocket, he removed his small little instant camera, snapping a quick picture of adrienne curled into her sheets; the flash went off, making her groan and block her face. not in time, though. carlo, knowing the cheesy dork he was, placed the picture on the bedside table between the two beds. "i need fashion inspiration," he whispered with a small grin.

the next day they woke up to loud music and a parade happening out before them in the street. carlos shook his friend awake and sprinted to the window, throwing open the shades and opening the window, inhaling the fresh air. using the cheap, generic brand coffee mix and lame little coffee brewer in the room, the two of them stirred endless sweeteners and creamers into each others' drinks until seeing when the other scowled because of all the sugar. their cute pastime, lazy and relaxing, was accompanied by the sounds of the festival beginning.

he took a picture of her right then and there: the female stared out the window, sitting in the windowsill with carlos, and she was cradling the mug of coffee in her hands. beautiful, utterly beautiful. she heard the click of the camera and only smiled at him, and his heart thumped against his chest. he swore he was blushing, but he hoped he wasn't!

their day consisted of hastily preparing for the day then leaving to attend to the festivities of the day. together they ate pan de muerto, purchased sugar skulls to place at the altars of younger children, and danced almost the whole day. it was just as he had remembered as a child: mourning, but being happy at the same time, knowing your death would soon come as well but there was nothing to do to escape it. somehow, that thrilled the male. it always had.

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at ten o'clock pm, they sat in their hotel room, drinking the nasty leftovers of the coffee from that morning, and seeing who could make the ugliest cringes. carlo had thought this little game up, of course. they sat in the windowsill again, staring out the window and up at the bright stars. it was soothing and he let himself lean against the female, who leaned back, the two of them just silent and enjoying basking in the moonlight.

"arienne, i want to see the stars with you. every year, we could come back," carlos blurted, turning to her with a small grin. she took it a whole different way, however, but laid her paw over his own with a cheerful sigh.

"every year, let's do it, carlo," she answered. "you're the best friend ever."

he smiled sadly to himself, and he knew then: being friends with his crush was fine. she was all he ever really needed to be happy anyways, whether it would be in dating or friendship form. and he was happy now, sitting under the stars with this female: the one he'd based collections off of, the one who made him smile. arienne, arienne, arienne, he thought. my sweet arienne.

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art by xerberus, ordered by me!

Congratulations on your winning form! I really enjoyed the story, but even more so I was happy to see you using another plumie that was not yours. I also really enjoyed HCS's form, but the major downfall was that they were your own plumies and September's character shined more throughout the story than what Pep had created. Pep also involved the character's hobby which was nice to see!