[Esther~]

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[Namida_☾]

Username: Namida_☾
Chyro name: Tyler
Personality: Tyler is very much alive. It seems that he has the energy of two Chrysocyons in him, which could possibly be due to the Chimera mutation, or simply because he is always very motivated. He is a little cheeky, but still sweet and sincere. He is a very great friend and even if he plays tricks very often, he helps his friends in serious situations. He loves to play pranks and is very creative. Most of the time he always thinks up new pranks and never makes one twice. He is also very sociable. He loves to have his friends around him and hates the loneliness.
He always pretends that he does not take anything serious and that he does not care, but in reality he takes things very serious, but he only does not show it that way. He cares that his friends and family are happy, so he always plays so many pranks. But with his pranks he has a rule. He never wants to hurt anyone. Although you do not even think it, he is generally concerned about the well-being of others.
He does not like rules. He thinks that rules are stupid and everyone should do what he wants. In protest, sometimes he even breaks rules deliberately. He is just a free spirit. Most important to him are his family, his friends and his freedom.

(230/100)

[mierose]

username: Mistykeka
chyro name: Gemini
personality: Gemini is spunky and unapologetically herself. When she was growing up, she always felt as if she was different than everyone due to her genetics, and this made her anxious most of the time. She felt constantly accosted by the stares of others, even those who weren't staring. She constantly wanted to hide away, close her eyes, and enter another dimension. To escape from her anxiety and fear for being judge, she would often walk down to a small stream to hide away and calm herself. The stream flowed consistently and was so smooth it seemed as if you could stand atop it, which Gemini had tried when she was younger, and quickly learned that this was not possible. She watched it move, and similarly to the trees of a Bob Ross painting, would speak to the fish. She would tell them how she was feeling, vent her fears, and just generally make herself laugh and enjoy the feeling of talking, knowing that the fish could never tell another Chrysocon. For months she did this, yet there was one particular fish who she felt most connected with, a small brown-orange fish, who seemed to stop his swimming briefly to listen to her vents and conversations. The conversations with this fish went on for a couple of years, until she became skeptical. She walked up to her mother one day, "Mama, how long do fish live?" Gemini asked this with fearful longing in her eyes. "Those little brown ones in the streams?" Gemini nodded, as her mother looked confused. "Those river fish are often hunted, they don't often make it past a year". Gemini's mother, still with a confused face, turned away and resumed her business. Gemini sat and thought for a moment, soon realizing she had been talking to multiple fish all along, never realizing it. 'Why do they all look the same? She thought about this, and realized in their species, everyone must look the same. She left that day with a new appreciation for her genetics and appearance, knowing she'd much rather be different than look the same as everyone else. After a few months of working on this thought, Gemini's fears had subsided and she was now friendly, spunky and a joy to be around. She spreads color and laughter everywhere she goes, and will never try to hide her true self again. Being unapologetically herself was so liberating, it felt as if the chains of fear and judgement and broken off, and she was free to soar. She made many new friends and has a strong love and appreciation for every one of them. Wherever she goes, Gemini will always spread the message, never hide who you really are, no matter how different you may be. (460 words)

[22tabby]

Good luck everyone!

[Chimericect]

good luck q w q this one is gorgeous /)w(\

[mierose]

Good luck all! <3

[.lucifer]

hey there everyone! sorry i forgot to close this, but its such a small competition, i simply judged it instead.

i am very glad to announce that our winner is Chimericect! i fell in love with the story you crafted, it was very immersive.

in lieu of runner ups, ill be gifting the three closest competitors one geno each! these are randomized, and treated like leftover genos, as explained in the breeding guide. when you submit your form to use them, link to this post as your proof of ownership!

uwu.

b³b³/Ntnt/Clcl/Dndn/Cscs/szsz
medium clouded dark with night, dunstripe and crescent

invincible llama

b²b²/Baba/Aa/Dada/Mbmb/szsz²
medium marbled arctic with day, aardwolf and banding

22tabby

BB/Pipi/Ghgh/Uu/Szsz
large piebald red with ghost and underbelly

[vanilla bean.]

congrats chimericect, I love the name!! and thank you for the hm <33

[invincible llama]

aaaAAA congrats chimericect omg!!! i thought your form was super cool tbh

congrats to uwu. and 22tabby as well! both of your forms were very interesting and i personally enjoyed reading them!!

omG thank you for the ru???? i was not expecting that at all!!! aaAAA thank you!!!!

[Chimericect]

Monthly prompt

“Chi, Cheer up a little! It’s going to be exciting.” Phoenix murmured. His orange tail wagged with excitement, creating a small breeze that Nunchi found less than fantastic. Annoying would be the word she would use to describe it. She lay lazily on the floor of the healer cave, not bothering to give her ‘friend’ any attention. “Besides,” Phoenix continued. Nunchi felt herself cringe as he spoke. “Yacha would hate for you to be a bum!”

“Oh yeah? She told me to stay here. Guard the cave in case some trouble making kids came. She said they might think it would be funny to steal herbal stuff.” Nunchi hissed, leaving an awkward bout of silence to fill up some time. However, as always, Phoenix always had something to say.

“Do you really think kids are gonna take some medicine? They don’t want medicine, they want candy! You know, he stuff that makes their teeth look like elder Oosha.” He chuckled. He wore a wide, dorky grin on his face as he spoke. Others would have a rough time denying the face of Phoenix. Nunchi, however, had no shame. “I don’t even understand this holiday, just allow me to do my job as I am to do. Besides, Yacha will be back soon. She’s just with her friends. Where’s yours at?”

“Mine? Oh, with every other teenager in the entire tribe. Trick or treating, of course, like we should be. I hear the chief has been giving treats to the others, I want one too!”

“Then go get one. You don’t need me.”

“You’re my friend, of course I need you.”

“We’re not friends. I’m not sure why you have that idea, or where you may have gotten the slightest slug of an idea that we might be friends, but we aren’t.”

“Aww, you love me.” Phoenix chirped. “I’ll be back soon, I’m gonna have my handler help me get into costume. I have a great one this year!”

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“What are you supposed to be?” Nunchi asked, looking at an overly excited Phoenix strut in his poorly made costume. Still, she found it was a step up from what he normally appeared like.

“A dragon, of course. can’t you see the scales? And these are my horns!” Phoenix chimed, shaking his head wildly. Nunchi backed away from the stick-like objects that protruded from is head. They were poorly sanded deer antlers that he should definitely not be wearing. Fake fangs protruded from his muzzle, although how they stayed on with all of his jabbering was a mystery to Nunchi. She watched as the crazy chyro continued to show off the underplayed that was created to act as a scaled underbelly- curved and pained pieces of log that worked surprisingly well.

“Thank you, I brought you something too!” He mused, hooping out of the cave eagerly. Nunchi narrowed her eyes. What could he possibly be doing right now? she thought bitterly. It would be much nicer had she the opportunity to enjoy the silence. She watched as he trotted with great pride through the willow leaves that hung from the enterance, dropping a small bag of cooked treats of all types. “

“Why?”

“Why what?” Phoenix asked curiously.

“Why did you bring them, go have fun with your handler.”

“Nah, you’re alone! I don’t like it when my friends are alone. I think i’m going to stay here instead.”

“I’m kicking you out.”

“Sorry, you don’t have the authority to do that. Besides, I gave you food. I can stay.”

“Says who?”

“Me, of course.”

Nunchi bared her teeth, trying to scare he pesky brute away. However, despite her best efforts, she failed.


“Besides. You need to eat. You haven’t.”

Nunchi sighed. She hated him, how soft and how basic he was. She hated that he was right, too. “Fine You can stay. Just... stay quiet.”

“I can do that... starting now.” He murmured, laying down a little ways away from her. It may not be the normal celebration that most would think of, but she did enjoy it. This odd human tradition, and a non-sacred one at that! At the end of the day she still found it enjoyable, even if Phoenix was a little bit on the annoying side.

710 words