[.Lunarsky.]

Bump <3

[extraterrestrial]

The official end date for this jewel is now July 17

[Insurgent]

The official end date for this jewel is now July 17

o.o I am so excited. ^^'
And nervous. There are some really good entries.... ovo

Anywho, good luck to you all! This gal is beautiful and I love her so much. <3
She truly deserves only the best. (You can also have all my artwork if you win. ^-^)

[Metallic Dragon]

The official end date for this jewel is now July 17

o.o I am so excited. ^^'
And nervous. There are some really good entries.... ovo

Anywho, good luck to you all! This gal is beautiful and I love her so much. <3
She truly deserves only the best. (You can also have all my artwork if you win. ^-^)

I second this <3

[.Lunarsky.]

The official end date for this jewel is now July 17

o.o I am so excited. ^^'
And nervous. There are some really good entries.... ovo

Anywho, good luck to you all! This gal is beautiful and I love her so much. <3
She truly deserves only the best. (You can also have all my artwork if you win. ^-^)

Or he /shot

But Congrats to who ever wins He/she. I wont be here. I will be on a Pllannnneeee :U

[Umbrakinesis]

Username -
Midnightbird. Always has been, always will be.

Name -
I'm Eleven, no need to ask why.

Gender -
Do. I. Look. Male?! I don't think so, Missy! Female - ♀, if you will.

Age -
Hmm, I came here on my eleventh birthday, or rather the day before . . . so I think I'm about fifteen or sixteen. Fifteen, I think, but my birthday's in September.

B-day stuff -
Birth Date - Must've been . . . September thirteenth, 19 . . . uh, 1993.
Birthplace - Out in the country . . . exactly between two cities, weren't we?
Fun level - 1-2: I have no idea. 3-11: Totally awesome! Balloon rides, rented zebra-unicorns . . . it was amazing. 12-present: Meh de la feh. Maybe a "happy birthday" from the doctors, but really.
Zodiac details - Burmese animal: Tiger. Chinese animal: Boar. Native american animal: Bear.
Notes - B-days with my friends used to be so great . . . I wish they'd never changed. I could have been celebrating in a few months.

Family -
Mom, and dad. I was an only child, but I had so many friends it never really mattered.

Favorite possession -
My. Teddy. Bear. Buff. The. Nurse. Took. Him. I'm going to kill the thieving villain! I've killed before - I could do it again, and ... meet. My. Blood. Lust.

Pets -
Pets? I wish! I had a dog back at home - I mean real home, not my cell. He was an Australian shepherd.

Hobbies -
Well, I can write. And pace obsessively. I used to be a good cook, and I was good with animals too. I'd give anything to be home...

Heh, not a bad question. This starts almost six years ago, on my Eleventh birthday . . .

Clearing up a little history -
I was turning eleven. It was my second year of double digits. It was in my head as I woke up, and went downstairs to find a room draped in confetti. Big party. And then, to my astonishment we all - the guests too - we all went up in balloons. This is the bad part of my 'fairy tale'. I heard a voice in my head - or was it? - and saw another dragon. He looked like he was made of smoke. Here's where my 'insanity' (note quotation marks) begins. I guess he must have been in my head, because apparently no one else could see or hear him. But he said, You have shown yourself worthy in the time I've been watching. A desire to break rules, a cunning mind, a strong will. I was once like you. I was slowly, cruelly murdered in an insane asylum. They didn't mean it - oh, no, they never mean anything - but their medicine can cut you away from the speakers. That's what I am; a speaker. I came back, a smoky demon. I will teach you to rise to power. I will teach you to be the greatest in the world, and do anything you want unopposed. All you need to do is listen. Will you? I nodded breathlessly. Good. This will open another world for you. But you must prove you are a worthy student. "What must I do?" I whispered. You see that big bird down there? Kill it. That is all. Kill it, or as near as you can. Don't worry, this isn't, strictly speaking, illegal - and even if it was, what do we care for laws? I saw the bird. It was a little below us. Soon the positioning would be perfect. I bunched my legs for the leap and - success. I had landed on the bird's back. I could hear shouts from above, but I ignored them. I ripped and bit at the bird, one thought in my mind: Kill. We were slinking slowly towards the ground. One minute . . . five minutes . . . I don't know how long we took. Eventually the bird landed with a soft thud. It was dead. Well done. I pushed myself out. The 'apparition' waved his tail and the bird was alive again, flying away unharmed. Rest . . . I took his advice and slumped to the ground. When I blinked open my eyes again, I saw someone standing over me. My mom was crying in the background. I saw my friend too. Good luck. Don't let them push you around too much. and then he vanished. Then I finally understood: "her" was me and "away" meant you-know-where. They were taking me to the insane asylum.
Stay tuned for my escape!

So, here's my journal, and some other stuff.

Personality -
Well, I was wondering when you'd get to that! I'm impatient, and sarcastic, and proud. Deal with that. I'm also really stubborn. I'm pretty independent, too, except for the speakers, of course. It may seem like I babble nonsense sometimes, but hey, I'm too smart for that. I can be aggressive, and, let me tell you, when I carry a grudge, I carry a grudge. Okay, well, let's move on to my journal.

Journal -

Hi. Nurse gave me a journal. They're gonna be nosy again, I can tell you. Like they were with Buff, my teddy bear. He was here with me, but they took him. Excuse me, I have to go pace obsessively.

Hi again. I'm kinda starting to like you. Kinda. Well, I had a fighting lesson today. Surprise from teacher. He was like, "Go get that nurse," And I was all, "Right away" And then I nearly killed her. *Sigh.* It was awesome. Well, I better go. They're bringing dinner now, and I'm starving.

It's midnight. I was just trying to sleep, and then the new neighbor woke me. He's real suicidal. I can't get back to sleep, so I'm gonna write in here instead. Ranting time! Why do I need all this stuff? And also, I'm not insane! Well, My neighbor's knocked himself out, so I should sleep again.

Just today, I found nurse trying to steal you. I obviously outwitted her. My new neighbor just got rushed away. I wonder what he's done now. Should I start putting dates in here? Na. It's fine as is.

-- skip through about 6 months --

I'm leaving. You're coming with me. My restraints are almost broken. I'll just get Buff, carry out orders and go. Not necessarily in that order. I know! I'll go home . . . maybe it'll be okay . . . Maybe I'll be welcomed back . . . The dog'll know, anyway. I hope.

Guess what? I'm free! The idiot guard was an idiot, and I'm out! Most of the staff are dead on Master's orders, I can see the other speakers - he says I'm like a baroness! And it's really true; they all bow in the street when I pass them. None of them are evil. Nothing's wrong. They're like a second family! And guess who else is with us? Tic and Buff!

it's my first full day of freedom. It's great, living in the cities, scavenging. All my "subjects" bring me food, so no worries. Buff is like a baron. Now I'm carrying around a broken metal bar - my "scepter". It's not a bad weapon, either. I'm going home, as soon as I find a map. Every day the Speakers comb the streets, but they never find anything. Better go, I think I've finally got my map.

it was a map. I'm headed home, and should be there within a week if all goes well. Right now I've taken refuge, 'cause it's raining. I can't wait to get home . . . but I'm also really nervous. What if they don't want me?

Honestly, I'm getting REALLY creeped out. Whenever someone says "Speaker" it sounds more and more like "Seeker". And they're getting really aggressive. I want to shake them off, but they're everywhere. I think maybe I am insane. I have to go, because - for now - I can avoid the first, who I absolutely refuse to call "master" anymore.

My grand and daring escape -
Well, I was overly excited when I wrote that. I never told you how I escaped. I was in my cell, moping, since I had nothing else to do with laryngitis from yelling at everyone else. Then I started to think I really was insane, 'cause I'd just heard a dog barking - and surely . . . No. It couldn't be. Sure, Tic had been smart, but a) he lived out in the country, b) there were so many guards and c) Animals were forbidden from the property. But then, five minutes later, who should come trotting down the hall but my Tic, blue-ribbon agility dog, and better-than-blue-ribbon best friend and pet. Master'd gone off, to find more to join the ranks, and oh - I was just ecstatic. "Tic!!!" I wormed my way through the bars to hug him. He gave me a knowing look. He trotted away, and I followed. He suddenly stopped and barked. Loudly. I bolted away. I hoped I was going in the right direction. Suddenly I paused, cursing. I had stubbed my toe and nearly fell. I looked down to see the problem - it was a key. A rusty, but clearly silver, huge key. I could hear the guards coming after me and Tic racing away. My back was to the guards. I shoved the key in my mouth and let them bring me back. When I was back in my cell, I spat out the key. "Yuck," I muttered. "Essence of rust." And I started to pace. By the next night I had come up with a plan. I glanced around. If I ever wanted to get out, this was my chance. I bit deep into my paw, sprayed the blood around, and ripped up the place. Then I gathered my things. Taking a deep breath, I jammed the key into the lock. It turned. The door swung open. I grabbed my stuff. I killed as many as I could. Finally, I unlocked the front door. The cool night air on my face felt wonderful. No words can describe that feeling. It was like flying, like having just won a battle, like I ruled the world. And to make me even happier, Tic launched himself at me, limping, but grinning and carrying - "Buff!" I hugged the dog and bear. The speakers, my pet, my bear. They were the best family you could have. Maybe even better than the best. Silently, we stood up and got ourselves out of there.

Who am I? I can't tell you for sure, but maybe this will help you understand.

Art -
Visual

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x
Written
Exactly why
Le "perfection"
Eludes me?
"Vell", Normal is not an
Entirely accurate description of me
Not at all. That's why.
---
Sometimes it's fun being me
I'm alone
I'm excited
Never a dull moment of
I N S A N I T Y
Because somehow
S A N I T Y
Always eludes me
That's why I was a pet
in the
I N S A N E A S Y L U M
That's why I'm still not free
But hey, I'm
M E.

Interview -
So, I'll skip all the boring basic stuff. Could you tell us about your time in the asylum?
It was awful. I would give anything to be back home.
What's it like to be free now?
Scary, and lonely, mostly. I'm so afraid we'll be caught.
What were the Speakers, or Seekers, like when you first met them?
They were nice. Smart, and strong. I thought they were like me. I thought I could trust them. But I can't. They've changed so much now - I would give anything to be rid of them.
Does your "insanity" play a big part in your life?
Not really . . . it's like another voice inside me. In that picture of my sides up there, insanity is a lot smaller. That's because, for now, at least, the vice of reason is much stronger.
I get the feeling we've gone far enough. Thanks for your time.
You're welcome. Bye.
Bye.

[extraterrestrial]

~Closed~
I will be bringing in a guest judge but she will remained unnamed for now :D

[Insurgent]

I bet it'll be hard to judge! Good luck to you and your guest judge!!! ;3;

[Metallic Dragon]

Good luck everyone! And I wish you and your guest judge well, there are several really good applications!

[Insurgent]

Good luck everyone! And I wish you and your guest judge well, there are several really good applications!

There were tonsof great forms. I can tell that you guys aren't beginners at this.
This would be impossible for me to judge. >.<