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I'd like to buy a pair of Magical Scissor c:

[TheCakeMaster]

Art c:


Colored in c:

[Agent Shark]

Latelatelate, I hate being late T^T

I-Likepie wins BH 5 c:

Cookie basket will be rolled tomarrow, Still accepting Cookies Untill 1pm Tomarrow!

[TheCakeMaster]

Yessss!!! /squishes melon I'm so happy Can't wait to see him/her cxxx

[Shironeki.]

[Chaoses]

I would like to use my magic scissors on Dynamo.
But I have a few questions about hairstyles. Mostly what can I do, what I can't do, and if I should do a certain thing or not.
Should I PM someone about this?

edit;; did some scribbles of a bunch of heyenas here.
Also did Zuma because of the fluffy factor. I wrote a huge essay for Dynamo. Here it is in its entirety. It's 1005 words. I can shrink it if need be.

Dynamo was bored. Being the young hyena he was, he had to invent games to keep himself occupied. He didn’t have any siblings or playmates, because for some strange reason his parents and he left the clan they were in. He didn’t remember much about that day, only that his father was seething with rage and his mother had tears in her eyes as they departed. That was all he remembered. That and he had really sore paws for a week after and spent days walking around in the mud, even though his mother disliked him doing that. Now his family lived on the outside of a jungle. His parents had forbid him to go in there, and if he ever did he would be severely punished and privileges would be taken away.

But for now, the jungle was far from Dynamo’s mind. He was thinking about a certain hole he had discovered yesterday. He had dug it wide and deep, making it his perfect getaway for when his parents went out to hunt. It was a huge anteaters den, which had been abandoned when a lion pride moved into the shrouding territory.
He thought to himself, “Well, I could stay here and watch the ants build their nest orrrrrr I could go to that hole…”

He grinned.

“Let’s go!” he yipped to himself. He jumped up, stretched, and trotted off.
It was a good 5 minutes before he found the hole; he had to hunt around before he found it. He ran around sniffing the ground to make sure that there was no other living form around but himself. He was so engrossed in sniffing, that he failed to notice the looming black shadow in front of him.

Dynamo ran head on into the biggest African vulture he had ever seen.

“CRAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!” it screeched and lunged towards his face with its lethal looking beak.

He felt an intense, almost burning, sensation on his right side of his face. He tripped, and dropped into the hole. He lay there for a while, stunned. After about an hour he lost consciousness.

He awoke to the feeling of water on his muzzle. He slowly opened his eyes, trying to get his bearings on where he was. He rolled over onto his stomach and pawed at his eye. It was as if something was covering it or was over it, blocking his view. He tottered over to the entrance of the hole, climbed the slope and stood at top of the den. He felt the rain on his ears and looked up. The sky was grey, and cold. He rolled back into the hole. He heard a lion roar and shuddered. That was the last thing he needed right now. He felt his stomach burbling and groaning and realized how hungry he was. He clambered back up to the top of the hole and sat down. The rain was nice, it made things not so dusty and the hunting would be better. It was so peaceful with the rain coming down and everything looked so clean and fresh. The rain felt good on his pelt.

Suddenly he heard a twig snap. Startled, he whirled around and found himself muzzle to muzzle with the biggest, meanest, and hungriest hyenas he had ever seen. They laughed and the sound sounded eerie to Dynamo’s ears.

Drool dripped out of the 3 hyeneas snouts. They looked almost rabid, with foam and spit everywhere.

Dynamo fled. His short legs beat a loud tattoo on the moist ground. He could hear them coming.

They were ready to fight and feast. They wanted their dinner. This was the first healthy looking animal they had seen since the epidemic had struck. It had wiped out all animals that had drunk water from the waterhole further inland. They had been hunting for 3 days in the jungle and had eaten their fill of whatever they could find there. They had come back only because they disliked the jungle, with its strange noises and smells.

Dynamon had almost reached the water’s edge what they caught him. One closed its jaws around his tail and snapped it with a loud crack. His poor, proud, beautiful tail. He was jerked off his feet and onto his back, exposing his soft belly. The hyeneas were excited. They fought among themselves and finally drew around him, laughing their weird laugh and clicked their jaws shut. Dynamon gritted his teeth, squinched his eyes and waited. His mane fell away from his face, and he waited his fate.
They fell back on horror. The closeted one hurriedly backed up and tripped over its companions. There was a mad scramble and they took flight, casting horrified looks over their shoulders.

Dynamon scrambled to his feet and raced to the water’s edge. He pushed back his mane and a cry escaped his lips.
His eye was swollen to the point of no recognition. It had a milky film over it and it looked as if someone had raked his face with talons or claws. The iris was red and looked infected. Some liquid oozed out of the corner and was dripping down his cheek. { I originally had it more descriptive, but I toned it down a bunch. } He plunged into the water trying to wake up.
“It’s just a dream! It’s just a dream!” he screamed as he dove in and out of the water, trying to wipe off the bad eye and its foul looks. He fell onto the bank, picked himself up and took off at a dead run. He needed his parents.

He slid into his family’s camp, but it was empty.

“Mother!? Father?! Anyone?!” he shrieked. His home was deserted. He flew around looking for signs of life. How long had he been in that hole? Exhausted, he stumbled into the family’s bedding area and curled up trying to keep warm. Sobbing quietly, he murmured to himself as he slipped off into sleep,

“It’s just a dream……it’s just a dream…….”

[winkatuck]

I would like to use my magic scissors on Dynamo.
But I have a few questions about hairstyles. Mostly what can I do, what I can't do, and if I should do a certain thing or not.
Should I PM someone about this?

edit;; did some scribbles of a bunch of heyenas here.
Also did Zuma because of the fluffy factor. I wrote a huge essay for Dynamo. Here it is in its entirety. It's 1005 words. I can shrink it if need be.

Since it's one of my designs you should pm me (especially if you would rather me or someone else do the edit for the hair) I also usually keep close with bottle if it's something you think you might need approval on otherwise.

everything should be up to date at this point!

[SukarettoYanagi]

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All are labeled and dated. This should also bring me up to 30 tokens(15 Hyeneas at 2 tokens each) and with that 30, I would like to buy a golden ticket. :U
*crack knuckles* Now then... that job's done. ouo

[Pk.]

I'd like to purchase these;

1 gender bending taffy



and 2 of the paintball gum items

thank you c:

[sheepsorrel]

tried out- are you still accepting these, or?