[Stitch~]

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extras: optional, 1000 words + 5 art pieces can be used!

[-Shaded-]

Mark!
ive got some fun ideas lol

Name: Ebony (aka: Pitt)
Gender: Female
Only can speak in rhyme! Other than that.. she is a mute! Understands sign language
Ebony was raised in a home with large vocabulary so sometimes she uses a word of high intellect... this can confuse Viscets when talking to Ebony.
Personality: Cerebral, Helpful, Clumsy, Emotional, Problem-solving, divergent thinker, Empathetic, Hard worker
origins:

Once apon a time, a long time ago
stood a kingdom filled light, unfortunate to not see what will undergo.
Streets that were once paved with gold and towns filled to the brim with chatter
Were soon to be ripped up from times of old and foggy glass hit the ground with a shatter.
Years, decades, millennia will pass
Until this forgotten city will be found.
Grains of sand passes though the hourglass
The stains of red slowly move to foreground

the kingdom began to become untidy and overgrown
As the sun began to shine once more colors of red and crimson
began to show through and overtaking the thrown.



extras: optional, 1000 words + 5 art pieces can be used!

[ArizonaT3a]

Extra writing:
While the Greeks and Romans dedicated the rose to the Gods, the Persians, in their poems and paintings, associated it with the nightingale. Once the flowers complained in Heaven that their Queen, the Lotus blossom, slept by night. In order to bring about a reconciliation, Allah named the white rose Queen of Flowers. The nightingale was so enamored of the beauty of the rose that she flew down to embrace it, and thereby pierced her chest with its sharp thorns. From the drops of her blood falling upon the earth grew new roses and from that day there were red roses in Persia.

username:
Akemi-chan
name:
Persephone - Persia
gender:
Female
origins:
-inserts some greek origins based off the piece up there-
Art:

RESERVE

[VoidRinkusu]

username: VoidRinkusu
name: Jael
gender: Male
origins: Don't go picking flowers on a blood moon. I'm lucky they saved me.
extras: optional, 1000 words + 5 art pieces max!
Oh my word
What a beauty

Don't cry now, I'm here to help. I know you're scared and lost. I know the sky is red, but
You'll be okay, sometimes blood moons are good things

Dang, I don't think I'll hae time for this dude, good luck y'all

[bugbites]

username: bugbites

name: Reliquia

gender: Female

origins: Reliquia is an interesting creature. She was carved nearly 3,000 years ago by an old, blind man with very frail hands. His hands shook at all times, except when he carved her out of clay. She was to be his best creation yet. After nearly 3 years of work, she truly did live up to his hopes. She was gorgeous, a piece of artwork. Eventually, the old man died. All of the people that lived in his village were incredibly sad, especially his daughter. In honor of his memory, his daughter brought the sculpture, now named Solis by the children of the village due to her colors, to a rose garden. It was a beautiful garden tended to by a witch who had the power to grow plants as she pleased. The sculpture fit perfectly in the center of the garden, and the witch watched after it carefully.
Eventually, as everyone must, the witch died as well. The rose bushes grew and grew, becoming a tangled, spiky mess. No one was brave enough to try to tame the plants that mourned her death so violently. The roses claimed the statue, making Solis a monument not only to the old sculptor, but the witch as well.
Quite a time later, the daughter of the sculptor and the son of the witch met. They realized that they actually quite liked each other, and quickly jumped into marriage. They had children, then their children met their spouses and had children, and so on so forth for many generations. After many, many years, a mage was born. He had the wonderful power of life, and was able to bring things to life. However, he had a limited amount of power. He could only bring a certain amount of things to life. After hearing the legend of the sculpture in the overgrown rose bushes, he decided to try and grant life to the sculpture. Many of the villagers strongly disagreed with this choice. Why bring a couple thousand year old, forgotten sculpture to life when he could use his power for the villagers themselves? He didn't have an answer for them, but instead told them to put their trust in him that this was the right decision. He didn't want the sculpture of his great-great-great-great-grandfather and grandmother to be forgotten, especially considering how amazing they seemed.
The mage walked up to the ever mourning rose bushes, and surprisingly they moved. After thousands of years of being unmovable and violent to all who tried to tame them, they simply moved aside for him. They seemed to know what he was attempting to do. He stepped through the wall of roses, and they closed in behind him. He didn't panic, however, as they moved out of his way with every step. He picked up an animal skull off the ground and enchanted it to bring life to whatever wore it. Eventually, he reached the sculpture. Solis, the forgotten monument. She truly was beautiful, and he spent a moment to appreciate how gorgeous the clay was. The sculptor really took his time on it, and it showed how passionate he was for his craft.
The mage reached up and placed the skull over Solis' head. It fit perfectly. Before long, she blinked and her chest began rising and falling. She stretched, showing her massive size, cracking all of her bones as she stretched. She looked down at him and waved her paws, the roses subsiding into the ground as she did so. A vine of thorny flowers remained wrapped around her body, unwilling to let go of her and unwilling to let the witch be forgotten. In thanks, however, they also formed a beautiful, thornless flower crown around her head. The mage looked up at her, unsure of what her next actions would be.
She opened her mouth, though she was unable to speak. She was still very much a sculpture, though one wouldn't be able to tell by petting her soft fur or looking at her shimmering eyes. She just wasn't able to speak. The mage warned her that if her skull ever fell off her head, she would return to an unmoving sculpture again. She nodded and closed her eyes, extremely thankful for the gift of life he had given her.
Solis returned to the village with the mage, and many of the villagers responded with shock and fear. They called her "Reliquia", and were utterly terrified of her. To sooth them, she began drawing in the dirt, telling the story of the witch and the sculptor. The villagers were amazed. Soon, they found that she could be quite useful in recording their history. They gave her a loom and an extensive supply of fabric, and she soon began working away. Her paws were as graceful as the sculptor that made her, and her personality was as sensitive and caring as the witch that gave her roses life. She began working on many tapestries, becoming the village's scribe. Because of her long life, she was able to recall events from nearly 3,000 years ago. The roses told her everything they had seen, as they were able to communicate to her. She became a very valuable member of the community, and even to this day she makes historical and decorative tapestries that astound the world.



Extra: Reliquia has lived for nearly 1,000 years now, and although she's still very grateful for the life she has, she wants just one thing. A mate. Someone to love. Many other Viscets find her creepy or too spooky to be around due to her constant silence, the skull she must wear, and her backstory that she shares through her tapestries. She wants someone to enjoy the gift of life with, someone who's not put off by her appearance and silence. She's in the process of learning ASL, though she'll only speak to Viscets who prove they like her even without communication. Reliquia wants someone who likes her for who she is and doesn't need to fill the time they spend together with conversation, even though it's nice to hear someone else's voice every now and then.
In her free time, she often makes tapestries of herself with various Viscets she meets throughout the day that she likes more than others, just to try and satisfy the feeling of loneliness that's slowly eating her up inside. She also often watches festivals and gatherings from afar, just to feel any kind of companionship. An immortal life is useless unless you have someone to spend the years with.

[T w e x i a]

so exited for the judging!

[bugbites]

phew my hand hurts! good luck everyone!!

[jolteon]

got a request for an extension, so ill be extending this for 4 days! the new end date will be 10/26 :O

[T w e x i a]

got a request for an extension, so ill be extending this for 4 days! the new end date will be 10/26 :O

alright!!
soooo excited!!!
have a great day ! <3

[jolteon]

got another request to extend it a bit more, the new end date will be 10/28! this will be the last extension, so make sure to get everything done beforehand! <3