[Gloxinia]

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This deerssert's best memory ; (not more than 2 paragraphs, each containing five lines)
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Mark. vuv

[Spotted.Newt]

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Username ; Hello there, I go by Horse65478.
I have been given a few nicknames though,
and you may call me Horse or Horsey if you wish.
I currently am a non-owner, but I hope to change
that fact quite soon.

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Name; Her name is Lillian Temminck.
Believe it or not, Lillian Temminck
is not her first and last name,
but her first and middle name.
Why such an odd middle name?
Well, she was named after a
species of wildcat. Nicknames?
No, Lillian has no nicknames.

Gender ; Lillian is a female

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This deerssert's best memory ; "Hurry up Lillian! You're going to miss it!" Lillian raced up the hill, where her friend was already seated. She was vacationing with her best friend, and it was the end of their last day here in Asia. It had been a wonderful faction full of adventure, exploration, culture, and relaxation, but it was time to go home now.
Climbing the last few steps to the top of the hill, Lillian caught her breath. She and her friend had come to watch the sun setting on their final day here, but she had never imagined it would be this incredible. The colors were brilliant, and the sun cast burning orange rays across the land. The sky turned all sorts of shades, every warm color in the visible color spectrum. "It's lovely, isn't it?" Lillian nodded in response to her friend. The sun sank below the horizon and the two turned to leave. It was then that they saw it- a magnificent Asian Golden cat in the distance.

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[|nickel|]

Username ; ·jaded·

Name ; Boyd

Gender ; Male

This deerssert's best memory ; Taking pictures with random deer. When Boyd would travel, he took a picture with at least one deer from each place he visited. He likes to remember every one he meets, since he has a slightly poor memory. But the pictures help him remember all of the adventures he had, and has a room dedicated to all the pictures he's taken with others, and visits the room from time to time when Boyd feels like reminiscing.

Extra ; Boyd tacked on the photo from his last trip on a blank space on the picture filled wall. He had returned from Florida a few days back, and was quite pleased with the way the picture was taken. The pristine beach made everything seem bright, and the two smiles made it even better. Boyd had taken a picture with a Floridian who gladly accepted his offer for a picture. There were a couple other deer in the picture as well, but Boyd really didn't mind. The more the merrier. He stepped back and marveled at the picture room. There wasn't a speck of his room wall, which Boyd had forgotten the color of himself. Even the ceiling was covered in pictures of his adventures. His mind flashed back to all the places he visited over the course of two years. Hondures, Canada, Washington D.C., St. Augustine, and tons of other destinations. Boyd sat down and sighed happily, proud of his accomplishments. He never wanted to forget these memories.

[Offended Cockatiel]

Username ;Byteme
Name ; Alozephyr
Gender ; Male
This deerssert's best memory ;

It was not anything grandeur nor godly
The way he found himself
Flying head over heels

Towards the end of the track
It had taken months, years that passed by so quickly
To get used to something he hadn't understood

He hadn't realized it was good for him
And he hadn't felt the brightness of optimism brushing on his heart
Looking back towards the memory
Of him staring at his new home
And hissing with discomfort at all who came
He couldn't help smiling
Because back then it was just the moment, life going on as it did
But, now it was something else

His fondest memory, deep within the past
Laughing at how uncomfortably he waddled away from everyone
Because that's how it had all started

He was taken from home and into a new life
Years and years ago
And the ones that had coaxed him out were gone
Life and age made everyone pass away
Yet it still made him marvel soflty at how life just keeps moving and flowing
Thinking about a memory from years ago, that began his life
Of racing and running, all unknown to him

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Written- story

With the fondest things he could remember left behind him Zephyr jumped hard into the soil beneath him as if it may fall and smash and crash altogether, into one gray mass of nothing. The road stretched out and kept on going, farther and farther the down a painful looking drop and into a town that looked a little too outdated and a little too into racing, with the way their racing course seemed to be the beacon of the whole allotment of buildings, their lord above lords.

The town was sarounded by a Canyon, pale rocks spaced out every which way you looked and down there all you could hear, to know if anyone was alive, was the rabdom cheering and thundering noises that came from the track, just a little to the side of center.

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Username;;
Grapejuice
Name;;
Aleksey
Gender;;
Male
This deerssert's best memory;;
Aleksey's best memory involves overcoming many obstacles in his life; leaving home at an early age in order to help his family, and being a servant for a spoiled-rotten "princess". This selfish girl would eventually become his teacher, and would give Aleksey the education he'd always desired, but had never received.
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From Rags to Riches;;
I'm certain you're a bit interested in knowing more about this boy, yes? I'll start from the beginning. Aleksey was born and raised in Russia, and lived just outside of the town, Oymyakon. And let me tell you, Oymyakon is cooooold! But Deerssert born in Russia are commonly adapted to the environment, thus he had a shaggier coat than the average deer.
Aleksey lived in Russia's coldest town with his family of six; he had two older brothers and one older sister. His parents ran a small dairy farm, which barely made enough for them to get by on. And growing up was tough on such a small budget. The kids couldn't get the education they needed, and his parents were constantly threatened with foreclosure (though living in Oymyakon was probably the worst thing next to being homeless). Regardless, he couldn't bear to see his family suffer. Everyone was pitching in and doing their best to keep their home, but the total income wasn't enough.
So at the age of seventeen, Aleksey said goodbye to his family and went off in search of fortune. He'd promised to send money back home the second he'd earned his first paycheck, but there was one teeny tiny problem... Nobody was willing to hire the uneducated boy. He couldn't read or write, and he was a farm boy with little social experience outside of his home.
Aleksey wasn't just going to quit, though. He'd promised to help his family, and dangit he would, even if it was the last thing he'd ever do.
And then it happened. He'd been scouring the country's capital, Moscow, when he ran into another buck. Quite literally ran into him. The buck was tall, snooty-looking, and disgusted by the sight of Aleksey. When the boy began to apologize and explain that he'd been too distracted by his personal matters, the older buck smirked and offered up a proposal. Aleksey could have a job in watching his daughter, or "princess" as he liked to call her, and would be paid handsomely in return for his services. And while Aleksey was the youngest of his family and had never really watched over anyone younger than him, he'd agreed.
Boy, was he kicking himself for that. He'd basically agreed to being a bratty teen's servant, all because he needed the money. Now the girl wasn't much younger than him, keep in mind that he was nearly eighteen and she sixteen. But that difference certainly didn't matter to the princess. She was quick to make use of her "servant". She wanted her room cleaned? He'd do it. She needed her hair brushed? He'd do it. Heck, he did everything she'd asked except for her homework! And he would have loved to try to. He longed for information, craved knowledge, but the princess didn't care.
Aleksey worked for the family for a few years, and was sure to send home every paycheck he earned. The princess had begun attending a private college, and he was often stuck bored in the home, doing his routine chores. By now, the farm boy had become a clean, proper buck. No he wasn't literate or educated, but he'd cleaned himself up quite a bit. His fur wasn't matted, his hooves weren't muddy... Heck, he certainly wasn't as skinny as he had been before. But still, how he craved knowledge...
It wasn't until one day he'd come across the princess' room to fluff her pillows. She was lying in her bed, weeping. Probably over another break up, but Aleksey asked anyways. "School is so hard... And I can't do it anymore! All the homework and stress... There's never anytime to do what I want and I... I want to drop out, Aleksey!" And she wept and wept. Aleksey was wide-eyed with shock, and was quick to rebuttal. "Drop out? Drop out of school? Because it's hard? Look princess, my life is hard. Having to support my family paycheck to paycheck, that's hard. And I haven't quit. Hell, I would kill to have the opportunities you've been given! I'd give anything to be as educated as you are." And that was when the princess looked at him, with the most pitiful look of realization.
"You... What do you mean?" Regardless of her education, she was slow to catch on. "I mean... I can't read or write, princess. This was the only job I could have without needing those skills." And with that, everything changed. She felt... Sorry, for Aleksey. For the first time, the princess cared about someone other than herself.
The princess had agreed to stay in school and earn her masters in finance (seeing as a spoiled brat like her really should know her numbers), and also to help Aleksey learn to read and write. He's twenty-two now, and can read at a ninth-grade level.




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*please do not steal ideas, thank you. original story by me

[glassesprotag]

marking ovo

[Zoker]

Ends today people, unless anyone wants any extensions?

[guqqi]

Can there be a week extension? ;v;

[Zoker]

I can extend it to 17th by max. Not more than that C:

[Pure Dragon]

Username ; Pure Dragon
Name ; Malcom
Gender ; Male
This deerssert's best memory ;
I've got a lot man, but... I'd have to say the time I crashed my skateboard. Real bad. No! Really, hear me out. I mean I did break my leg, which sucked. But it was good really. See, I'd always wanted to do the cooler tricks and all, but I could never quite go for it. Sometimes I'd get it, but never made it any easier the next time. Irrational fears, yo. Well, okay, they were probably pretty rational. But whatever. One day I crashed something awful and broke my leg. Hospital, cast, blah blah blah... but it gave me a new mindset. Honestly it wasn't that bad, and so I was a lot less worried about seriously hurting myself.

Now I'm picking up new tricks all the time. Mayyyybe too often... heh heh. I get a lot of remarks about being careless now. Maybe the whole thing gave me too much confidence... but... nah!
Extra ;
I don't think I have time. :c But if I get my new tablet before the end date I might have enough time to do a speedpaint at least.