[DragonLoverHere]

Username;; DragonLoverHere
Mako name;;
Mako Gender;;
Where do they come from?;;

*marks the heck out of*

[Twisted_Swallow]

Im going to fight tooth and nail for this guy!
Im so inlove i could die!!

What a pretty little puppy
said the man in black
as blood ran in rivers and
the hound did attack

Username;;
Twisted_Swallow

He went down on his knees
with arms open wide
knowing he couldn't run
that he couldn't dare to hide

Mako name;;
Deimos - Terror - (Day-Moss) - Dei - Middle head

Lyssa - Rage - (Liss-Saa) - Liss - Left head

Oizys - Misery - (Oo-Ee-Ziss) - Zeus - Right head

Born from the greek mythological dreams of children, Dei, Liss and Zeus are the impersonation of terror, rage and misery. But even though it might seem unlikely they aren't all bad.
They feed off these emotions and thus relieve other from the feeling, this means that even though they aren't really nice, and looks a whole lot worse they leave people feeling better and more alive.

With blazing red eyes
And pointed teeth bared
A howl split the skies
and darn, he was scared

Mako Gender;;
Male

Where do they come from?;;
coming

[Kaitlynizer]

"“Making a wrong choice early may limit making the right choice later.” - James E. Faust

Username;; Kaitlynizer

Mako name;; Cerbes / "Cerberus"

Mako Gender;; Female

Coding;; 100 - 125%

Where do they come from?;;
Once upon a time a small kingdom off the coast of Greenland, lived a civilization
of makoatls. Everything was completely peaceful, almost as if straight from the opening
scene of a happy-feel-good movie. Well, I say kingdom, but it actually was more of a pack
living in a system of underground tunnels in secret. They'd go to the surface only to get
to the ocean or to roll around in the morning dew. However the peace did not stay. It all
began with a single mako' whose name was Hades. They were the most beautiful makoatl in
the entire kingdom, their laugh would make the underground world shake, and it had a ring
to it that would cause you to laugh along with them. Unfortunately, they were not kind,
nor trustworthy, but were increasingly greedy. Hade's would tell you anything you wanted
to hear if it would earn your allegiance to him. Soon, he had overthrown their leader and made
himself a cruel king of all the mako's that lived there. Everyone became so afraid of him,
that the land became a harsh place of punishment and destruction.

There was only one makoatl who spoke up during the time, a old lawyer, who wanted
freedom. Her name was Cerberus, and she challenged him after slowly gaining the public support
needed in order to draw a case to him. All the people, came out to her in secret and told her that
they would support her and vote in her favor if they were picked to be on the jury - which
was determined by a random selection of the citizen's names. After years of living in fear of
Hades, they had finally had enough. The case started out perfectly, all the right motions.
Opening statement, examinations, they were all on point. She had gotten a good judge,
had faith in the people of the jury and had some hope for her case. Once finished both
parties, plaintiff (Cerberus) and defendant (Hades) left the room for the jury and judge to
deliberate. Hades walked over to her and pulled her off to the side to tell her something
"Your going down" he snarled, before leaving her to stand by herself, a smirk plastered
across his face. A sick feeling twisted around in her gut, a scorching feeling of sickness,
nervousness and anger.

Sometime afterwards they were called back into the room for the verdict. There was a long
pause before it was announced. You could see the conflict in the eyes of everyone as Cerberus
froze, as she heard those fatal words. She had lost. A burning hatred filled her eyes, and with
a roar she forgot everything. All that remained was rage. In a flash there was blood
spilled over the courtroom floor. She had killed him; Hade's was dead. Gone to their underground
civilization, no, gone to the underworld where he could rot in peace. She had searched for freedom
and won it, but the cost was brutal. Everywhere she went the eyes of the mako's followed her.
By the time of her death, her spirit could not pass on, the unfinished business that she felt she
had remained. And thus her spirit attached itself to this mako, giving them the power of fire-breath
and a new name.

Cerbes. This was the reincarnation of that ancient mako, who is now the one you see today.
The injustice lived. However, the spirits were angered that Cerberus would live again and that the
body of this young mako had accepted her spirit as part of their own. So the spirits cursed the two,
causing two heads to burst forth from the shoulder and neck of Cerbes. One to represent injustice,
and the other to represent wrath, as a reminder of what Cerberus had done...

Short Personality;;
Cerbes is actually a very shy, silent mako but she's heavily influenced by her other heads and Cerberus's
spirit. She barely controls the body, it's more like Cerberus takes control, and she's completely okay with
them taking the lead. She'd rather go with the flow, and doesn't like caring. If you care than you get hurt.
It's exactly that simple. Because of that, Cerbes is fine with any of the mean things Cerberus does, even if
it hurts others, but she doesn't have anything left to lose. She doesn't like speaking up to people, and
despite being the "center head", she doesn't like to do things for herself. All of that, however, is
rarely noticeable because Cerberus's spirit pushes through and takes care of the talking; which is why
you'll notice that when Cerbes is talking it's mainly filled with sarcasm, insults, confidence, deceit, dishonesty,
and narcissism. Cerberus is basically all of those things, but overall their exceptionally spiteful, angry about the
mako's and those mako's descendants for their betrayal - and when they talk about their past they'll shake with
anger and pain. Cerberus is in total control of the heads (excluding the center head) and neck, but the
body tends to take on the body language of Cerbes. This probably causes a lot of confusion with other makoatl's
since one part is bossy and crude but the rest gives off this twitchy - nervous vibe. It's basically two different
personalities although there's only one that's actually shown verbally. However, there's never any conflict between Cerbes
and Cerberus's spirit - only a sense of self-reliance and acceptance. Consider it a kind of two-sided family bond that's unbreakable. They'll stick up for themselves, or at least one will - and Cerberus is always looking out for them, "rather
you die than I".



Quirk;;
- Cerbes is actually very clumsy thanks to their short legs and bulk, so one minute their being entirely
bitter and sarcastic, and the next moment their tripping over a sofa... or a tree.. or even a rock. Just
don't laugh, or you'll end up regretting the fact that you know them.

Voice;;
- Their voice is hard to describe, it's in the middle of a deep harsh rasp and a silky smooth light sound, that
varies between the two depending on their anger. When Cerberus is mad their voice is raspy and gets louder
as her rage climax's, but when it's more of a calm feeling it's somewhat in the middle of both, and when their
sad their voice grows very light and quiet - as if silenced by some horrible fear.


Zodiac Sign;;
Cerberus was a cancer -

October 23 - November 21 : Transient, Self-Willed, Purposeful, Unyielding

and Cerbes is a pisces -

February 19 - March 20 : Fluctuation, Depth, Imagination, Reactive, Indecisive

Fears?;;
"I fear nothing" - Cerberus
"..." - Cerbes
In all actuality, although she (Cerberus - the dominant soul) refuses to admit it they are afraid of things. She's afraid
of death. Cerberus fears of dying again, and not coming back, and being stuck without alone - being
alone. Cerbes fears abandonment, and losing her other part - Cerberus, as the two consider
each other family.

Flaws;;
-rude
-envy
-impulsive
-selfish
-clingy
-humanity
"I can't care, because then they will expect me to be good. And if they expect me to be just, I will fail their
expectations, and then I will feel. I don't want to feel, the feelings will hurt too much. I don't want to bear it, so I don't. Being with Cerberus is like having a humanity switch. I can block out the emotions..." - Cerbes
"Why be nice, when you can get your way all the time? Justice is everything, I will have my revenge on those who betrayed me, and their descendants. I'd rather die in sin than live in the shame of a failed revenge." - Cerberus




Likes;;
- getting their way
- debating anything
- winning
- getting "justice"
- revenge, to some extent
- sarcasm
- being part of the other mako
- learning about history
- the color red
- roses
- freedom

Dislikes;;
- not getting their way
- not being obeyed
- being questioned
- others who try to boss them around
- bright colors, since their eyes are sensitive to light
- ghost stories, their so cliché
- feeling trapped in a small area
- losing to someone else
- feeling pain, guilt, or any other emotion

Scent;;
- They smell like roses..

Theme songs;;
- "Gargoyles" and "Night Shift"

Thanks for reading my form! All images/text used for coding belong to their rightful owners;
with the coding by me. Good luck to everyone! c:

“It's not so much what happens to us but how we deal with what happens to us.” - James E. Faust

[aortic]

Username;; Prince Virus
Mako name;; Vesuvius
Mako Gender;; Male
Where do they come from?;;

Holy heckie <33
Possible reserve with the name Vesuvius

[Relicarn]

Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ： Relicarn
♊
Ｎａｍｅ： Valefar, Dante and Mephistopheles (each head counts itself as an individual, and so each has their own name)
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Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
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Ｗｈｅｒｅ Ｄｏ Ｔｈｅｙ Ｃｏｍｅ Ｆｒｏｍ？：
♊
（Ｓｏｒｒｙ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｌｅｎｇｔｈ ｏｆ ｔｈｉｓ， ｂｕｔ Ｉ＇ｍ ａｎ ａｍａｔｕｒｅ ｗｒｉｔｅｒ， ｓｏ Ｉ ｈａｄ ａｎ ｉｄｅａ ａｎｄ ｒｏｌｌｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ ｉｔ ＸＤ Ｉｆ ｉｔ ｇｅｔｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｗａｙ ｔｏ ｍｕｃｈ ｊｕｓｔ ｔｅｌｌ ｍｅ ａｎｄ Ｉ＇ｌｌ ｍｏｖｅ ｉｔ ｏｎｔｏ ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ ｓｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｊｕｓｔ ｐｒｏｖｉｄｅ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｎｋ ^＿^)
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Their story begins in a forest. Not a mythical lush energetic forest, no, a dark, damp, normal coniferous forest. But to the three pups, three brothers, who bounded amongst the leaf litter and roots, it was the most magical place in the world.
One pup, clever and quick, calling himself Valefur. He knew why. It sounded sharp.
One pup, the largest, calling himself Dante. He knew why. It sounded strong.
One pup, a runt, calling himself Mephistopheles. He did not know why. It just sounded right.
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-ART-
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Now, you may be wondering why the story starts here. It would be a fair thing to wonder. Why are these three young pups in the forest, when they could be back with their mother, enjoying the warmth that only a mother can bring? But, truth be told, the pups could not remember any time before that forest. It was as if they had always been there, playing in the roots of great pine trees and firs.
And so, this is where we start…
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“What was that?” Mephistopheles whispered, standing ridged and wide eyed, trembling in fear at the mournful howl that had just echoed through the forest.
“That.” Dante said, matter of factly, “Was a wolf.”
“I know that” Mephi whispered. “But it sounded odd.”
“It was very loud.” Valefur pointed out. “It must be a rather large wolf.”
This made Mephi wimper. He didn’t like the idea of a monstrous wolf sharing the wood with them.
“Don’t listen to him Mephi, he’s just trying to wind you up. And, even if it is a wolf, I can hold it off!” Dante pointed out proudly, puffing out his chest, and trying to look threatening by snarling.
“Yes, you look very threatening…” Came a soft, faintly amused voice.
The three pups yelped, and whirled around to look at the huge outline they could see among the trees.
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-ART-
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Dante had been right. It was a wolf. Valefur had also been right. It was a huge wolf. And Mephistopheles has been right. There was something odd about it.
The wolf towered well over the pups, even if all three stood on top of each other. Its coat was white, flecked throughout with white, and it’s eyes shone a multitude of colours. It looked powerful enough to fell a tree without effort, and yet… It looked at them with a certain softness, a certain kindness.
“W-Who are you?” Dante asked, still attempting to look threatening, although his trembling voice betrayed him.
“My name,” The large wolf answered softly, “is Fenrir.”
All three pups’ eyes widened. They did not know how they knew, but something about that name triggered some memory, some story, of the Great Fenrir Wolf.
“So what are you three youngsters doing out here all alone?”
“W-we live here.” Dante replied, his voice a mixture of awe and nervousness.
“Do you now? And where might your parents be?”
“We don’t have any.” Valefur replied, having figured out that this large wolf posed no threat.
“You don’t? This isn’t a particularly safe place for lone pups.” Fenrir looked at them with a certain sadness. “No place to be left alone, not at all.” He paused, seeming to consider something. “Why don’t you all come with me? You’d be well protected then, nothing in this forest can harm me.”
Valefur paused, then nodded. “Thank you sir.”
Dante nodded enthusiastically, all fear gone. “That would be awesome! You could teach me how to fight properly!”
Mephistopheles shook his head. His brothers looked at him. “I don’t want too.”
“Why not?” Dante demanded, annoyed.
“I’ve just got a bad feeling…”
“You will be fine young one. Why don’t you just travel with me for a few days? If you still feel uneasy after that, then I will leave you three alone.”
Mephistopheles looked at Dante’s pleading expression, and nodded slowly. “Okay. Just for a few days.”
Fenrir smiled happily. He wanted to give these pups the youth he never had had.
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-ART-
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3 Weeks Later…

The brothers had decided to stay with Fenrir. Mephi’s unease had subsided to a point where he felt comfortable enough with the wolf, Dante was slowly becoming a great fighter, and Valefur was quickly learning all the names of the trees and plants and animals of the forest. They had another member in their little pack too, a demon who simply introduced himself as Xen. Whether or not that was his true name was a mystery.
Xen had taken a liking for Mephi, and often walked with him if he got left behind when his brothers ran off. Xen apparently knew what being a runt was like, and Mephi loved him for that. For once he felt like someone understood him. Xen listened to all his fears, and worries, about himself and his brothers without judgement or criticism.
Mephi was happy.
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-ART-
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But, alas, it wasn’t to continue like that, for that is not where their story, our story, ends.
Mephi feel ill. Deathly ill.
He became weak, often unable to move, and so Xen and Fenrir took turns carrying him.
He grew thin, and wouldn’t eat more than a few mouthfuls.
Dante stopped his training to help Valefur and Fenrir in finding medicinal herbs while Xen stayed with Mephi.
But the herbs stopped working.
And one day, after Dante, Valefur and Fenrir returned filthy and tired from a day searching for herbs, Xen confronted them with the harsh truth.

Mephi wasn’t going to make it.
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Fenrir was outraged, cursing the world, and the two brothers started sobbing. Mephi just lay curled in Xen’s lap, a single tear trickling down his cheek.
“There may be something I can do though…” Xen spoke quietly and softly.
“What?!” Dante shouted through his tears. “Tell us!”
“It may be tricky… but… I could combine pieces of you and Valefur’s spirits with Mephi’s. I’m not guaranteeing it’ll work, I’ve never tried it. But it may be our last option.”
“Do it.” Valefur and Dante spoke in unison.
“Very well…”
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-ART-
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The three brothers curled up together. The plan hadn’t completely worked as it should have. Xen had to add a piece of his own soul too, and, he admitted, he was unsure of what effect that may have. But, Mephi had perked up a bit, and ate more than he had in days, keeping it down too. It had worked. Dante and Valefur had felt exhausted after the procedure, and so collapsed with Mephi, and all three soon drifted into a deep sleep. Xen also retired early. Fenrir stayed up all night watching over them.
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-ART-
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When they woke. There was something different. Something wrong. They felt odd. Distant, yet more connected then ever. Dante, who had woken up in the middle of his brothers, stood, and all three yelped as Mephi and Valefur where dragged up after him. It didn’t take them long to work out what had happened. It upset and discomforted them, but, at the same time…. Mephi was back, strong and healthy.
They woke Fenrir, who, whilst surprised, didn’t say anything about it.
Xen was gone. They would never see him again, and they wondered, for oh-so-long a time, if he had meant this to happen all along, or if it was, genuinely, a mistake that he simply couldn’t bear to face.
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They stayed with Fenrir for many long years, before finally deciding it was time to leave their old friend and father and make their own way in the world.
They had many adventures, and many run in’s with people who weren’t as unphazed by the brothers’…. Disfigurement.
But, whenever they felt lonely, or the outside world got a bit too much, the brothers would always return to the forest, to run with the Great Wolf Fenrir, although one head would always be turned to look into the trees, desperately searching for the demon that was once his friend.

Good luck to everyone entering!

[yeena]

my exact reaction to this was me suddenly freaking out and sorta-kinda throwing my laptop ???
but yes reserve please what

Username;; d-dave.
Mako name;; the whole being in itself is 'sin' with no know/set last name or middle, heck. most dont even think sin is 'its' true name. he has come by the names of 'the eighth deadly sin', 'sharkweek galore', and 'that hellish shark dog'.
Mako Gender;; the body and being is a male yet it goes by 'it', 'is' and basically any pronoun.
Where do they come from?;; they used to be trapped underground, under a great forest. well. the forest had a fire, burned, and the ground underneath the forest fell in, this made a hole and though it had crushed the mako underneath he was free and he got out. (wip, there will be a whole story with the escape, how he was put under there, etc) he came from a drop of hades blood... well. came into existence that way, he was meant to be a replacement for the current protecting cerberus of the gates but something went wrong with the process of bringing him to life where as he grew a tail and later managed to escape the gate, all as one of a 'dead soul', before escaping he had been simply a pet and shown off, the other gods disproved of him greatly which brought a sad thought that he was useless thus making him cold-hearted and cruel via the future



anthro---
-he has three personalities in this form
-three spirits in one body
-though the only true spirit being the center one,

can control the body the other two speak
to him and have a say to things in his mi-
nd


notes notes---
-he has no 'real' voice, its always changing
-he likes to wreck havoc on things
-'they' like to destroy things a lot
-the other two heads beside the center wear tied

cloths around their eyes
-is very nomadic
-cannibalistic (note: very vague mentions)
-burns forest down as revenge for his own
-nocturnal
-has a sickly habit of making things suffer
-is pretty much an insane guy
-will creep up on things
-likes making others uncomfortable
-is very unhappy with the world and his life ??..
yet enjoys it at the same time ?
-the one by elena siegman
-big bad wolf in little red riding hood
-wears a tattered cloak with '666' on the back in hebrew
-urban legends has it that he feeds off of
misery, pain, sadness, all of that
-some say he is immortal, was never alive



relationships---
karasu: basically his enemy. hates her to the ends
of the world and will try to break her whole character
in any way he can. will threaten her with out and enjoys
feeding off of her misery and doubt most.



ill come to using some of these, not all.

[kaerou]

res!

[Tyki-Pon]

Hard reserve baby

[epimetheus]

pos res :00

[mi ainsel]

Username;; QuantumNightmare
Mako name;;

Dagron
You wonder how such as terrifying legendary creature, a demon of the deep void, could possibly be named something like a child's mispronunciation of an entirely different fiery beast. And you would be right to wonder, for legends speak of the being as the greater demon Scyæthe, chain-breaker, protector of demons, guardian of secrets.
And yet her current charge, much to xyr own embarrassment now xe is older, reportedly gave her the name of Dagron when xe called upon her.
So the mortal child who thought themself demonkind renamed a greater demon; Scyæthe happily became Dagron.
As thus she is known.

Mako Gender;; Female
Where do they come from?;;

WIP!