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He/She Is so adorabllle <3

[Elfie]

Name: Tink wip
Gender: Female
How he/she lost their paw: wip
Art: WIP

[P o m]

The names Logo, nice to meet ya.










Logo is a boy.




Smoke. Logo's nostrils quivered and he looked around, eyes wild and claws extended. He looked at the bedside lantern and saw it was out, still there. Flames were all over the room, eating the curtains and heating his bed. He scrambled around, his claws snagged in his sheets and fell out of bed with a grunt. He unhooked himself and ran forwards, dodging passed the lapping flames and slapping any flames that touched his pelt until they went out, to the door. He skidded to a halt in front of the door. He put his paw on his door and nearly fell back when he screamed in pain.

He blew on his burnt pad, tears welling up in his eyes. He looked around. No escape. He suddenly saw he window and raced forwards to open it. His claws snagged the carpet and with his speed, he went flying. He crashed into the window and his weight broke through it, sending him catapulting into the tree in the front yard. He felt glass stabbing into him and a branch whipped across his front leg, sending excruciating pain through him. He let out a scream and closed his eyes, pain sending him into unconsciousness as fire licked a=his house and grabbed it with greedy fingers of flame.

Beep "Stop." Logo groaned, turning away. Beep "Seriously, stop it." He muttered, wincing as pain lanced through his jaw. Beep "Shut up!" Logo threw a pillow at the noise and sat up, blinking sleep out of his eyes. He looked at the blurry shape of a tv, then realized it was a heart monitor. Beep He looked around and saw a small tube snaking on the bed and into his foreleg. His paw felt numb. He looked down and screamed. His paw was solid metal. He looked around wildly. A Doctor came in. "Your house caught fire from a broken lantern and you fell through a window and into a tree. Your paw was badly injured, so we amputated. You've been in a coma for a week." He explained. Logo took deep breaths. "My house?" He asked. The Doctor nodded. "The fire got put out, you're lucky there were JBDs out for a walk when it happened. Your possessions were saved, some pictures weren't though. Other than that, the worst damage is you'll need a new bed and your window has to be replaced." He said. Logo sighed in relief. "At least my house is safe." He murmured.





Smile! by Me

[CHERRILOID]

Dust Bunny, though you can call her anything similar like Dusty or Bunny or Dust or whatever you can think of.

A rough, tomboy-ish female, who seemed to be picked on quite a lot in the past for being so different.

Yes, she likes to call it her "paw-story". Well, ever since she was a young bean, Dusty's parents have been very hard workers, working in all sorts of different places from farms to mines. Her father often worked as a blacksmith, and, unlike most little girls of her age, Dust Bunny was very interested in all of this. She would watch her father work away for maybe an hour or so before having a break to go out and play for a while.

Unfortunately, one fine morning, when Bunny was in her early teens...staying away from too much detail, let's say there was a bit of an accident, including a slice and a yelp, causing the loss of her paw. As you would have expected, she was in utter agony. Being a more "metallically-minded" dragon, her father made her an iron paw to make up for her loss. At first, she wasn't too keen on having such an unusual, artifical body part for a paw, but she soon grew somewhat fond of the idea.

Every so often, when it is needed, she would have to have her paw replaced, whether it is by her now rather old father or not. It's not exactly comfortable when she has her iron paw removed, but it has to be done. Such a hard paw like this can cause a bit of pain while playing and all, but Dust Bunny can ride through it just fine; After all, who's afraid of just a tiny bit of pain?

Go ahead and shine your lights,
Make me the idiot of the week.
Call me names, give me pain,
Push me to the top of the peak.

You'll never feel like I've had enough,
So there's no point begging and pleading.
Now I know this is no accident,
For too many times I've been bleeding.

Go ahead and shine your lights,
Leave me to drown in sorrow.
After all that has been done today,
I don't want to be here tomorrow.

Betrayal and agony, a loyal couple,
But what could quite be worse?
Nothing, not quite, nothing at all,
For I'm trapped in their hollow curse.

Go ahead and shine your lights,
Prove that you are stronger.
Make me look like the smallest mouse,
While the days take longer and longer.
I hope adding the poem I made for it is alright~! :D If not, just PM me and I'll delete it.

[kes.]

Name:
Titanium.
He sometimes will go by "Tite," or even occasionally "Titan." However, he prefers his full name, Titanium.

Gender:
Male.

How did he lose his paw?
As a young JBD, his mother forbade him to go near the ocean. She was deathly afraid of it herself; her younger brother had drowned, and she'd had bad experiences with water in general. So Titanium never even saw the ocean until he was mature, since his growing curiosity drew him to it. The only thing he'd known about the ocean beforehand was what he'd read in books, and what he'd learned from his mother. His mother's outlook made him slightly afraid of the ocean, yet all the more curious. Most of the things that he read in books only increased that need to see the ocean, the need to experience the wonders of all the sea creatures and amazing things about it. So, once he'd grown up and was no longer under his mother's influence, he traveled to the coast. He found a place that was known to have plenty of fish and little critters, and prepared to enter the water.

He stuck a paw into the lapping waves on the shoreline, taken aback by how cold it was. He'd been used to the warmer pond waters that he bathed in; ponds that were so shallow and small that they absorbed sunlight and got warm much easier. But, he supposed, the ocean was a lot bigger than any pond. Gathering up his bravo, he ran full speed into the ocean, angling his head against the spray so that his eyes were shielded, for the most part. He'd chosen the perfect place to experience the sea, a place known to have lots of exotic sea creatures, and even the occasional goldfish. He went under the water in 45-second breaths, trying to take in everything at once. He couldn't get over how... how cool it was, seeing animals that could survive without air! He went to the surface and took another deep breath, then dived down again. Using his powerful limbs, he swam over to a clump of rocks. He looked through a little crack; and found, to his surprise, a large snail. His deep lavender eyes lighting up, he stuck his left paw into the crack and fished around, trying to get the snail... But he had chosen the wrong crack to stick his paw into. After trying vainly for a few seconds to reach the snail, he gave up, and decided to go back to surface. He was beginning to run out of air. But as he pushed off the ground, he was yanked back unceremoniously by his left paw. Startled, he opened his mouth and shouted - but instead of sound coming out, all his air did. Titanium shut his mouth immediately, knowing there was no way to get the air back, but cursing his stupid mistake. Starting to panic now from lack of oxygen, he tugged again and again at his paw. It hurt beyond his imagination could ever imagine; a red cloud started to drift up from the crack. His lungs were aching now, begging him for air - no, they were screaming at him. He needed air, now. He braced himself against the rock, prepared himself for the pain, and wrenched his mangled paw out. He swam desperately for the surface, breaking the clear water and heaving deep breaths, coughing and crying and trying - but failing - to ignore the pain in his left paw.

For a few seconds, he struggled to remain above water, his legs weak from exhaustion, and his whole front left leg refusing to help. He looked around desperately for someone that could help him get to shore, but all he saw were a few humans playing in the sand. If there was no one else, maybe they could help him - they looked old enough to swim, although he was confused at the moment, and he could be wrong. "H- hey!" he called out, loud as he could manage. "Help! Help me, please! Please help...!" They looked up, and glanced at each other. The taller one stood up and shouted, "I'm coming!" before jumping into the water and swimming towards him. Titanium was filled relief and hope - so much relief that he almost stopped swimming. His muzzle went underwater and he choked, panicking again, but then the human girl was there. She was obviously a strong swimmer, and had been in the ocean before. Even though he was probably quite heavy, she held him so that his head was clear above the water. She glanced at him, saw his paw, and gasped. "What happened!?" Titanium shook his head, unable to talk. "I was... swimming... got paw caught... out of air...," he coughed violently, and didn't try talking again. They were silent for the rest of the way to shore. The girl dragged him onto the sand, where he lay, shock beginning to overwhelm him. His eyes started to droop; all he wanted to do was sleep. The last thing he saw was the ocean, cerulean blue waves, with the sun reflecting beautifully as it began to set.

He woke up in a strange place. He was disoriented, confused. New smells and sounds washed over him. He shut his eyes tightly for a few seconds, and then opened them again. Standing in front of him was the girl who'd pulled him out of the ocean. She looked at him concernedly, and asked, "Hey, are you alright? You've been unconscious for a while now... I was starting to get worried." Titanium stared at her for a few seconds, not fully comprehending the words coming out of her mouth. "I- I guess I'm fine. Except for my paw...," he lifted it up and stared at it. "I suppose it'll have to be amputated. That's okay. I think I can build myself a new paw." Now it was the girl's turn to be confused. She shook her head with a small smile. "Well... I'm Jack Frost. You can feel free to call me Jack. You can stay with me for however long you'd like." He nodded. "You can call me Titanium." Jack smiled, and left the room, leaving him to ponder her words.

[ aggghhh sorry it's so looooong... D: I just couldn't stop writing... I hope you have the patience to read it all x3 ]

Art:

This drawing is of when he lost his paw - it got stuck in a rock while he was swimming in the ocean.
[ by me ]


Art of him by the sea.
[ by derpwolf:3 ]


A little bouncing pixel <3
[ by Sharkknight ]

[nio]

Gift art. c:

[Wileyfangs]

((lol art is mine so don't steal!))

Name:
"Otrisha, nothing too fancy just Otishia, please."

Gender:
"I'm a female, if you must know and don't have two eyes."

How he/she lost their paw:

"What's that? Oh my paw you say? Well let me tell ya a little story about that." The JBD chuckles lightly and rubs the back of her head slightly, embarrassed. "Well you see it all started one evening when I'd gotten home from a rather late inventions meeting with a couple of my pals back at the lab and well it was real late. Like pitch dark outside, could barely see my own shadow it was that dark! Anyway, back to the subject at hand -er- paw, I'm walking along minding my own business when I hear this cry for help. It was weak and faint, and then I heard something fiercer and meaner tell whoever is was to shut up." She looks mad now and then she looks at you and her violet colored eyes are ablaze as she continues.

"Now me being the idiot I was, decide to go check it out. And not because I cared, you go that? I don't care about nothing or nobody," She demands and you nod though you can tell she's mostly putting on an act, and you see this as she looks down at her metal paw an unexplainable expression on her face and when she speaks it's a low murmur. "but...I couldn't turn away from something like that, not when the kid needed my help...even if it did cos' me a paw." She sighs then and then shakes her head. "So then I find out it's a kidnapper and a little girl. Kid's about 6 years old and looks terrified! Shaking and shivering all over the place and she had a large bruise on her face." She growls lowly then as she speaks and those violet eyes blaze even hotter as she glares at you, or rather behind you for a long moment.

Then she speaks again, though there's a quiver in her voice."...and well something in me just snapped! I don't know how, or even why, but that kid needed me. She needed me real bad. Long story short, while fighting the guy, he reached for his knife and slashed off my paw. I don't know who screamed louder, me or the kid, but by then thankfully the police had come by, cuz I wasn't sure how much more I could've taken. I'm not exactly the fighting type as you can tell." she says and gestures to herself with a dry chuckle. "Anyway they got the guy, but I was bleeding pretty badly so with the kid in tow I ended up in a ambulance. Found the kid's parents and get this, her family was rich! Seeing me though they thought they owed me something, anything for saving the girl's life, and so they ended up giving me this paw." She looks at then and you can see she's grudgingly grateful for it, though it obviously isn't at all like the original. "Now it's not as great as the first one, but it does what I need it to, and isn't so bad to lug around actually. So yeah, that's how I got my paw."

Art:
"Hmm art you say? Well I plan on finding a few pictures to show you of myself."


((lol felt Otrisha had a few angry thoughts lurking around.))

[glassesprotag]

Artemus

Male

Artemus' eyes slowly slipped open. He looked around slowly as he lifted his head. He was where he had been when he fell asleep. Thank goodness. He slowly stood up, pain striking in his legs from the day before. He began walking, even though his legs felt heavy as lead. He kept pushing himself to keep moving.
The gray steel walls surrounding him, boxing him in a large area, with large barrels of molten metal. The loud sounds of steel against steel blasted in his ears. His masters had started work earlier today.
Artemus was owned by two middle-aged men, one being 36, the other being 41. His jaws parted in a huge yawn. His teeth lightly smacked back together and he shook his head. His leather goggles slipping from his forehead to below his neck. His bandanna rubbed against his fur, knotting it up. He didn't care, it's not like anyone would see it.

WIP

WIP

[Snowseph]

I must try. ;u;
Name:
Robotic Heart

Please call me Robot.

Gender:
Female

I'm a girl, so?

How he/she lost their paw:

They say my heart is robotic....

Robot wiped the grease off her goggles. She sighed, and grabbed the nearest hammer. She paused, then heated the metal up. She slammed the hammer against the metal. She grinned at the dent she made in it. A few hours later she smiled at the Fence she made. She wiped the sweat off her head. "Good bye, my black Smith" She said turning off the light switch and walked out the door and headed for home.
Robot's eyes glistened in the sun light. She walked over to shop, she unlocked the door. Her paw pressed against the door knob she made. She turned it and stepped inside. The floor creeked as she entered. She walked over to her station. She held the fence she started. She went to get the metal and her hammer to finish it. She slammed the led hammer against it. She held the metal down, because she noticed it kept shifting. She coughed at the same time she heard a crack. The crack of a bone. Her bone. She looked in horror at her paw, crunched from her hammer. She let out a yelp in pain. She ran towards the closet. She quickly searched for some bandages. She finally found some hidden in a first aid kit. She snatched it out and rapped ot around her paw. She breathed heavily as she elwent back to her station. She violently threw the fence against the wall. She grabbbed a new piece of metal. She worked for hours at it. She slammed and banged her hammer. Until she was done. Done with her new paw. She looked down at the shining robotic paw. She ripped off the bandages and phoned a doc. He soon came. He pulled out a needle and jabbed it into her arm. She completely blacked out. Next thong age knew she was on a metal table in a dark room. She went to get up, realizing her paw was replaced with her Metal paw she made. Like her heart.
Art:
WIP

[Pandalove789]

Name: Crackle
I've used this name in a form that I lost before, but I thought it really suited this guy.
Gender: Male
How he/she lost their paw: He dosn't like to talk about it... but I'll leak some details for ya. When he was little he lost his paw in a fire that started when some of his father's machinery went wrong. The whole house lit on fire, but luckily, no one was hurt, and the house was only lightly damaged. Crackle did not feel pain at first, it was just too much to handle. But when they got out of the burning builing, Crackle felt something was missing...
Because it was his dad's invention which lit everything on fire and took off his paw, the father offered to make a metal paw for him. It had amazing finger-like features and it was water proof! Crackle was actually kind of happy after he got his new paw, for it was even better than his old one!
Art: WIP

Dropping out