by .Vetinater. » Thu Sep 20, 2012 9:18 am
Gravity Falls wrote:
|| Username || Gravity Falls|| Personality || Meet Aviator. Those who have long since been acquainted with him call him venturesome, courageous, and even a but naive. From his deathly plunges from couch to floor to lunging into the passenger side of a car, this little Pomeranian hasn't a fearful bone in his body.
But apart from his more dominant, adventure loving side, this puppy is very calm and lenient. Maybe even a tad lazy. When alone, Aviator can sleep for hours on end, getting up only for emergency bathroom breaks. Even then, he may stumble off the couch, proceeded by a topple to the floor. It doesn't phase him in the slightest, though. But if you happen to see this side of him, make sure not to tell him. This could ruin his adrenaline-loving reputation.
|| Story || Tuesday, November twenty-second. The weather outside had gotten chilly, frost nipping at the peculiarly thin coat of a small Pomeranian. Shivers coursed violently through the dog, eyes blinking sleet out of his eyes. No one had heard from him in months- but after what happened to him, no one really expected to.
Tensing up, he recalled the last emotion he felt. Deep, deep, sadness. And for good reason, too. His previous owner, Pete Becker, was but 53 years old when he began fighting Typhoid. This outbreak was long since extinct, but traces of it had later been found in a Peach ice- cream. One that had been recalled only days after Mr. Becker had been diagnosed. But it was too late. After about 3 weeks, the old man died. Leaving his new Pomeranian puppy scared and alone, and now searching for a place to call home.
Stumbling upon a partially open garage door, the young dog cautiously stepped in and found a pile of recently dried clothes in a basket. After jumping on the side and knocking it down, the darks came tumbling down on top of the little puppy. After managing to wriggle himself free from the clothes, he lay down, asleep.
Suddenly, the door opened. A girl by the age of 13, Cailyn, entered the small room. Sh was here to collect the clothes from the basket and fold them- a daily chore of her's. And when she saw the pile on the ground, you can only imagine the dismay that she felt. Angrily, she walked forward, throwing the clothes... Only to reveal a small, cream colored puppy.
Unsure whether he was alive or dead, Cailyn picked him up, pressing him to her chest. The dog, still in shock, let out a yip. Suddenly, their brown eyes met and they realized that both needed each other.
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Cailyn named the dog Aviator after his rambunctious personality. The two now live together, very happily.
Also, my big sister, Distant_Hybrid, helped me a lot with the form. I made up the plot, and she told me what to write for the story. Also the format was mostly her, as I'm new.
Congratulations to Gravity Falls for winning his little Aviator! :DI loved the personality you gave him... and the story~ <3
I will send out his transparent image ASAP via PM as well. ^^
And great job to everyone else! It was a really hard decision..REALLY. One of the reasons I took so long. e.e
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by The Most Sincere » Thu Sep 20, 2012 10:33 am
I- I won him? Oh my gosh, thank you so much! I promise to take great care of him- I refuse to let him wilt and collect dust. You will see him in my gallery quite often, so I promise you guys that he has gone to a good, forever home.
Thank you again, Vetinater, for choosing me. The competition was very steep, and I'm greatly surprised that I won <3 Thank you; he will go straight to my signature.
Also, can I give him an item or two? I was thinking some goggles, ha ha,
Deep in the woods,
In a world of our making.
Lost in each other,
No sense of forsaking.
A simple feel like any other,
Without any room to pretend as another.
But losing our footing on a wire of briers,
Binding and prying in loosening desires,
That not even the strength of
the strongest of motions,
Could calm this tide
Of rising commotions.
Drowning in sinners and falsified thoughts,
With feelings of malice, detachment and loss.
Swimming in circles around the drain,
Sucking the life from every vein.
Draining the soul and leaving it lost...
How much falling till you're finally caught?
And get back to the place your eyes have sought?
7 / 02 / 13
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by .Vetinater. » Thu Sep 20, 2012 10:43 am
Gravity Falls wrote:I- I won him? Oh my gosh, thank you so much! I promise to take great care of him- I refuse to let him wilt and collect dust. You will see him in my gallery quite often, so I promise you guys that he has gone to a good, forever home.
Thank you again, Vetinater, for choosing me. The competition was very steep, and I'm greatly surprised that I won <3 Thank you; he will go straight to my signature.
Also, can I give him an item or two? I was thinking some goggles, ha ha,
You may draw him yourself with the goggles, though I won't be adding them to this ref. picture. Here at TPP, we're kind of still figuring out what we'll be doing about accessories.. :3
I'm so glad that he'll be going to a good forever home~ <3
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by The Most Sincere » Thu Sep 20, 2012 10:51 am
Of course- I wouldn't ask you to go through the trouble of drawing goggles (: He will definitely have them, though.
And you, my friend, are fantastic at designing. Looking through your gallery at so many incredible animals with incredible markings is just... Degrading. Ha ha,I'm so un-talented. But you... You're phenomenal. Practically a CS legend with designs.
**Phew** I had to tell you; someone had to.
And yes, he will be going to one. I already put a form into the RP... I hope that I get accepted, since it's my first role play.
Deep in the woods,
In a world of our making.
Lost in each other,
No sense of forsaking.
A simple feel like any other,
Without any room to pretend as another.
But losing our footing on a wire of briers,
Binding and prying in loosening desires,
That not even the strength of
the strongest of motions,
Could calm this tide
Of rising commotions.
Drowning in sinners and falsified thoughts,
With feelings of malice, detachment and loss.
Swimming in circles around the drain,
Sucking the life from every vein.
Draining the soul and leaving it lost...
How much falling till you're finally caught?
And get back to the place your eyes have sought?
7 / 02 / 13
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by The Most Sincere » Thu Sep 20, 2012 12:11 pm
His items are here:

Deep in the woods,
In a world of our making.
Lost in each other,
No sense of forsaking.
A simple feel like any other,
Without any room to pretend as another.
But losing our footing on a wire of briers,
Binding and prying in loosening desires,
That not even the strength of
the strongest of motions,
Could calm this tide
Of rising commotions.
Drowning in sinners and falsified thoughts,
With feelings of malice, detachment and loss.
Swimming in circles around the drain,
Sucking the life from every vein.
Draining the soul and leaving it lost...
How much falling till you're finally caught?
And get back to the place your eyes have sought?
7 / 02 / 13
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