[RadioactiveRenegade]

username - RadioactiveRenegade
which chicoon are you trying for? - #568 (red umbrella)
chicoon name - Dante
chicoon pronouns - They/Them
what are they waiting for? - wip~

[reshihall]

username - reshihall
which chicoon are you trying for? - blue!! #569
chicoon name - Misery
chicoon pronouns - they/she
what are they waiting for? -
She is waiting for the storm to pass so she can happily frolic the fields again and examine how the raindrops collected on the flowers in the valley. She will also make tabs on how much it has rained, measured using a bucket with measurement markings. Contradictory to their name, they're a very happy chicoon, though she becomes very gloomy once the weather becomes gloomy as she is always creating rain from her umbrella herself.

[transparent cow!]

username - Transparent Cow!
which chicoon are you trying for? - #568 - red umbrella
chicoon name - Rowan
chicoon pronouns - He/him
what are they waiting for? - They sit alone at a bus stop, waiting for the bus to take him somewhere. but he isn't just waiting for the bus, he is also waiting for someone else. he sits in the rain, all alone just waiting and fiddling with his fingers. The silence is loud and he just wants to find them, he is clutching his umbrella and doesn't want to get soaked and just prays that they will get there soon as he is scared that they both will get sick. Sitting patently as he can he just listens to the raindrops fall, its soothing in its own way but getting drenched isn't as comforting. he soon hears the distant sounds of a bus getting closer, and a few minutes pass and then bus comes to a complete stop in front of him. The vibrant lights brighten up the bus stop and shine on his face, he slowly stands up looking at the ground for a second before looking up. They sigh and he looks around as he hears the familiar pitter patter of feet on the floor and doing so his eyes get locked with theirs, and he smiles. they made it.

[ob0321drxzx]

username - ob0321drxzx
which chicoon are you trying for? - 568 (you may try out for both but only win one)
chicoon name - Forlorn; of the Bleeding Heart
chicoon pronouns - he/him
what are they waiting for? - Forlorn waits for many things, but they all have but one thing in common. They all tie to the beating of his humble heart. He waits underneath his towering umbrella for the return of the people who he once loved. In his youth, his heart would oft' grow wide and bright; it filled with his love for those around him. People oft come far and wide to feel his great, beckoning love. They played about in his fluffy bright fur; they would hide and cower 'neath the towering tendrils of his umbrella as it would sprinkle down softly the red warmth of his love, falling fluttering like the first snow of winter. They would fill the people's with great joy and cheer; soon, they'd be on their way, gallivanting with great glee. But one fell a dark day, the people, they began not to return to him. Soon, a great storm fell. The dark rain stained his fur a midnight black. The snow-like flakes of his love blended with the darkened rain. A great sadness grew in him, but something, of hope, stopped him from succumbing to the rain. The hope of waiting caught hold of him, the prospect of finding newness in the dark enriched him. His umbrella began to grow a bright light in the darkness, bleeding with red rain, seeping with all the love left in his heart. Soon, the people, once bound by the darkness, will slowly return to him. He will be the one to bring them back to the light, to the great greener pastures and out of the darkened rain. He remains at this border, waiting, to carry the waiting back home.

[Succo d'arancia]

username - Succo d'arancia
which chicoon are you trying for? - #568
chicoon name - Nero
chicoon pronouns - He/him
what are they waiting for? - Nero hopes to be able to vent his sorrows with the rain... he also waits for the rain to end to play in the park and with the puddles of water, but he is a dramatic boy, so let's say he wants to look melancholy.

[axelandria]

username - axelandria
which chicoon are you trying for? - both
chicoon name - night train (red) / lab rat (blue)
chicoon pronouns - he/him / he/they
what are they waiting for? - the midnight train / the late night bus

[doggo !]

username - g.i.r unit
which chicoon are you trying for? - both
chicoon name - Dynamo[red]/Curseton[blue]
chicoon pronouns - he/him[red] they/them[blue]
what are they waiting for? - They are waiting for someone to be willing to hear their stories

[dawg5]

username - kasper.
which chicoon are you trying for? - blue umbrella
chicoon name - raine
chicoon pronouns - they/them
what are they waiting for? - theyre waiting for the never ending rain to stop. the rain is a metaphor for the loneliness that plagues this chicoon's life. theyre waiting for love or companionship.

[rem sleep]

username - furrydogs12
which chicoon are you trying for? - Both, but prefer #569
chicoon name - Red: Umbra, Blue: Finale
chicoon pronouns - He/Him
what are they waiting for? -

You really want to know what I'm waiting for?
Why would you care?
About a stranger like me?
I'm worthless, a peasant
You trying to mock me?
You think I'll fall for your tricks?
Foolish, I know you well
No, I don't know your name,
but I know you better then you think.
Keep guessing, try to make the right choice
Life just happens, no one can stop it.

You have many others you could go bother,
But you choose the fellow
Who's already been through a lot.
You've already made my life worse,
You think the world is so nice, huh?
You ignore those who are in pain
You try to tempt me,
Into agreeing to play your game.

This tempting fate you place,
But I won't fall for that facade.
I'm alone, forever alone,
Nothing can help the pain you've given me.
You hide everything from me,
Try to disintegrate me.
I want none of it, I want none.

My brain is going crazy,
My hearing is amplified.
I can't have what I want,
No, no, I can't.
The stinging of the scorpion's tail,
would be less painful then this.
My bones have shattered,
I am broken.
My body is turned to mush,
My heartbeat is broken.

You really want to know what I'm waiting for?
You really do?
You say that like you're oblivious,
That you're innocent.
You say that like you don't know,
All the pain you've caused.
I'm waiting, waiting
For you to turn and leave,
To leave me behind
Like so many others did.
I'm waiting for you to leave,
leave with my heart in your palms.
To leave me heart broken again,
like everyone else before.

username - Cryptbow
which chicoon are you trying for? - #569 (blue umbrella)
chicoon name - Fritz
chicoon pronouns - they/ey
what are they waiting for? -
A train which would never come
I’m adding a little story too [:<

You walk down the train tracks to where the pick up is. No one is there as far as you can see. Accept for a chicoon with an umbrella. Sitting close to the tracks staring down the tunnel. You walk up to them to start a conversation. Strangely the chicoon is sad, and really…wet? Water drips from them as if they had been soaked. The chicoon turns around to face you. “Sorry I didn’t realize you were there!” You give them a weird look. “My bad, where are my manners? My name is Fritz how about you?” ey reachers out their hand for you to shake. You say your name and shake eir hand..hesitantly. You don’t know what they want or why they’re here this late, but you go with it anyway.

After sitting there for almost about 30 minutes. You decide to ask a question “So which train are you waiting on?” They still looking really sad and haven’t dried off at all. “Oh! I’m waiting on 7M91, or just you know, this..station..” you hear Fritz whisper under eir voice. You couldn’t make it out but you shake it off. You look at you ticket and realize that 7M91 isn’t the right train..at least not anymore. You look at the ticket and look back up at Fritz. “Who are you going to see?” Fritz let’s out a yawn. “Just some friends that’s all.” You give a slight nod. Still confused on why they think they’re at the right track. You turn around and to tell them that they’re on the wrong train, but they aren’t there. Not even a wet puddle where eir were sitting at. You hear the train coming up and get ready to board. You get on and try to forget everything that happened. Maybe you hadn’t gotten enough sleep and were just seeing things. You go to your room and try to get some rest.

Winners! Furrydogs12 wins the red umbrella, and Tetractys wins the blue umbrella! Thank you guy so much for your patience! < 3 I enjoyed reading all your entries and wish you good luck in future competitions!!

[Furrydogs12]

Thank you so much!!