[Rescue2001]

Username: tomijojo
Name: gobbler
Gender: male
Likes: moose, the sky, moss, water, nature and waffles
Dislikes: crowded spaces, bright lights, technology, and candy
Picture that explains personality: below

[lex]

click above for the form.
total word count: 2000 words
[ does not include non-alphanumeric symbols and headers. ]

[smol ken]

Viscet name:Cameron
Viscet Gender:Female
Quote:"you really can't expect me to be quiet when every is screaming on the inside."
Personality:Cameron is quite the headstrong viscet. She is quite brash and can be arrogant depending on who she is talking to.
Wip

[Zeldonk]

xxxｂａｓｉｃｓ

↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠
{username} FandomQueen
{name} Ashanti
{meaning} Warlike
{gender} Female
{origin} African
↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠
Skulls represent death
in the beliefs of Voodoo. By wear-
ing a skull during practicing Voodoo,
one can ward off evil spirits or evil
creatures that can potentially mess
with the practice.

Feathers can be used in
a Voodoo spell called pillow magic.
This magic creates creatures out of
the feathers to serve the creator as
a familiar. They can also be worn as
a symbol as freedom.
↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠

↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠
Pendents can represent
lots of things. This particular pen-
dent is hollow inside and holds a
potion. The potion contained in
the pendent is a luck potion. Just
one drop can give someone luck.
But the spell wares off in a matter
of time.
Beads protect a believer
in Voodoo from nightmares. Certain
beads will send good dreams to the
wearer while others may send out
curses to the wearer or to an enemy
of the wearer of the bead. Certain
colors of bead also represent certain
meanings as well. Purple can repre-
sent love, passion and jealousy. And
red could represent anger, hate and
love. Usually someone simply does
not buy beads to protect them. They
earn them or collect them. This is
why Voodoo necklaces have no pattern.
↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠

ｔｈｅ ｋｉｌｌ
"She who murders must awake" a deep voice whispers in my ear. I jerk upright; the room is dark and smells of incense and blood.
I feel the side of my leg for my dagger but find it missing. Along with several of my beaded charms and my pendant; which has
something extremely important inside. I scan the room and find myself strapped to a chair; unable to move. "Goodmorning
sweetheart" said the same deep voice from before. My gaze is still a bit hazy but I can hear the African nighttime buzz from
outside of the tent. "It's nighttime you Dingus." I snap. I clench my jaw as I feel the life force of the dark figure grow closer.
They were so close to my muzzle I could feel their hot breath on my nose. "Don't pay close attention to the details hon. Now
tell me, you little Voodoo witch: how do you perform the ritual for everlasting life force." I chuckle and whip my bangs out of
my eyes. "You flatter me! You think I know how to perform that advanced of a ritual?" I can see his white fangs form into a
grin. "No sugar, I know that little ritual is inside that smart little noggin of yours." I lean back and look him right in the
eyes. "Oh? How so?" He backed up and crossed his buff arms. "I know who you are. Queen of Voodoo.Or should I say...
Ashanti Juo." I swear my heart skipped a beat. I haven't told anyone my actual name. I've always referred to myself as
the Queen of Voodoo. I collected my thoughts and spoke calmly. "Who now?" He laughed. "I'm not a child, Ashanti. I know who
you are." I huffed in unbelief. He leaned in and firmly lay his hand on my shoulder; his eyes just inches away from mine. "And
I know what you are capable of. There is a reason your nickname is the Queen of Voodoo." I sigh dramatically. I lift my wrists as
far upward as they can while being restricted. "You got me. You're right. I am the Queen of Voodoo. There is a reason they
call me that. But there is no way will I help you." I feel his grip on my shoulder tighten. "Sorry hon. Let me rephrase that. I can't
help you." His eyes showed interest. "You see, without my necklaces, pendant, cattle skull and a few ingredients there is no way
the ritual will be successful." He leaned back on a desk placed in font of me. "So you are saying you could potentially perform the
ritual?" I nodded. "But you are going to have to untie these unbelievably uncomfortable ropes. I need to gather ingredients and
this ritual needs free hands." He seemed to be thinking to himself for a while; until he nodded. "Fine, I'll untie you. You will
have guards on you though. I will also give your possessions back to you." I smirked. "Thank you, you are such a gentleman."
He cut the restraints and handed me my possessions. Slowly I placed each item where it was located before. "I need to collect
some herbs." I fluttered my eyelashes. "Hon, would you protect me from the bad guys as I collect my ingredient?" He crossed his
arms and rolled his eyes. "Anything for you Dollface" he said sarcastically. We exited the tent and into the night version of
the African savannah. By the time we had finished collecting the herbs it was almost dawn. "Clear the room." I ordered. He
nodded and did so. "Now give me your right hand" I said as I unsheathed my dagger. He stepped back in alarm. "Relax tough guy"
I motioned him towards me and took his hand. "It's part of the ritual." I slit the palm of his hand and let the blood pour into a
clay bowl. As he was grunting in pain I whispered a the ritual in my native tongue. "Let the blood flow. Accept this offering" I
created a devils trap with his blood and dragged him in the middle. In a small wooden box I set herbs and bones of small animals
with a bit of my blood and some of his blood. I gave it to him. "Hold onto this." He nodded and smirked. "I'm going to out live the
Queen of Voodoo." I chanted some more and soon the ritual began. Smoke rose from the devils trap and the man dropped the
box and screamed in pain. His eyes began to bleed uncontrollably. "What are you doing!" he screamed. I smirked as I circled the trap.
"You really thought I was going to give you eternal life? Pathetic." He keeled over in pain and held his eye sockets. "You
traitor!" I ignored his statement and continued. "I'm not giving you forever living on Earth anyway." He was now on the ground
gasping for air as he bled to death. I stepped in the trap once the flames and smoke had died down. I whispered something in
his ear and saw as his eyes widened in horror and rolled back. I wrote my signature in his hand and smirked. With a snap of my fingers
the tent burst into flames and I simply walked away. Over my shoulder I whispered, "And that's why they call me the Queen of
Voodoo"



ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Ashanti refers to herself as a psychopath involving into a sociopath. She has a lack of morals and a lack of emotions. Ashanti
swears she is starting to turn soft-hearted ,or in her mind; a sociopath. She speaks critically and sarcastically. She acts quickly
and carelessly. She has no known family and wants to keep it that way: although in the back of her mind she may be open for
love relationships. Though that would depend on if her partner would be willing to accept Ashanti's creepy side. She is hated by
most which makes her a target of possible assassination. Her mind is constantly working causing her to remember spells and
rituals well. She lives in Africa but has no real place to call home. Ashanti is always on the move with only the things on her. She
leaves very little trace of her presence. Ashanti is a risk taker and a practicer of Voodoo. She is known by other Voodoo believers
and enemies as the Queen of Voodoo. Many will contact her for help or to hire her as a hit-woman. After each kill she writes her
signature on the palm of her victims hand with black ash paste. This signature is an upside down triangle with a circle overlaying
the right side of the triangle with a slash through the circle. She often has no guilt about her kills but sometimes do. Ashanti has
a hot temper and will snap often.

ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ
Ashanti's human form has alike accessories as her Viscet form. In human form Ashanti is tall and slender with longer legs
than her upper body. She usually wears combat boots or runs around barefoot. She wears dark green shorts with her dagger
strapped to her right leg. Ashanti wears a loose, baggy black t-shirt tucked into her green shorts with her many necklaces
and pendants hanging over her black shirt. She wears bits of ripped fabric and boned bracelets on her left hand. Her cattle
skull sits on her back right on her shoulder blades or it lies on her head on top of her thick, brown coiled hair. Beads, bones
and feathers get woven into her hair. Ashanti's face is covered in freckles. She has a small nose and full lips. Ashanti has
very unique eyes; they have a reddish orange hint with a bit of yellow.

ｃｒｅｄｉｔｓ
-All art was made by me~ I didn't get some of my art done but that's okay. All my art may go to the winner of coarse.
-Good luck to all ^-^
-Word count: 1,536

[Dissolve]

Due to a request this will be extended until the 18th.

[kiwi;;]

hey Dissolve, do you know what time this will end tomorrow? c: Just wondering, thank you!

[Dissolve]

hey Dissolve, do you know what time this will end tomorrow? c: Just wondering, thank you!

at 9pm

[Dissolve]

5 hours remaining

[WolfwithWings38]

Good luck everyone!

[lex]

good luck to everyone! ♥