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Ahhhhh! My first dragon as a guest artist!
I hope her design isn't too busy, I tried to make it look nice.

This girl is a runt - she's smaller than most JMD's. She's also a master at using her jewel's power, fire. Unless neither of those things are allowed. Then she's just a normal JMD. Dx
I recently started FMA:B and she's inspired by Edward Elric, by the way.

Form:

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[size=85][b]Username:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]Name:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]Link to Theme Song:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]Personality:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]History:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]Link to Art:[/b] [list](text here)[/list]
[b]Any Extras?:[/b] [list](text here)[/list][/size]

Some things you should mention in your form:
-How she reacts to being called small/how she reacts to being small in general
-Why and how she got so good at wielding fire

Bonus points to anyone who picks a fitting themesong for this girl that doesn't have any words/lyrics!

No fontmeme/'prettying up' your form please! I've already formatted it how I want it for you. Thanks in advance!

Art and other extras are not necessary, but the other sections are.

I think I'll stop accepting forms in a week, and then judge the week after that.. maybe? o3o

Dark Grey Base #383636
Lighter Grey #806f66
Grey-Cream(in her hair) #cab8af
Orange #ff5a0b
Red 1 #ff0000
Red 2(used on the neck swirl and middle tail swirl) #e90000
Cream/white #fff2bc
Green(eyes) #86c054

Questions Answer
Just posting the answers to questions that have been PMed to me. Excuse my bland answers, lol.

May the art be ordered?

Yes, that's fine.

Would it be okay if we put the meaning of the name in the name section since there can be extras? ^^

Yes, that's fine. :3

Another question -
Am I alloud to put my text in color?

I would prefer you not. Sorry!

-snipped out to help keep things anonymous- Anyways... Is there anything I should know about how to increase my chances of winning? I am going to do everything I can!

Hi!
As for increasing your chances, show your dedication of how much you want her in the form. Rather than all-out saying "I love her so much omgomgomg", put in effort to develop her personality-wise to make her a realistic character, and make sure that her history (indirectly) explains how she got to have the personality you developed for her.
Sorry if that's confusing at all, I'm rather tired.

[*BYE*]

Username:

a b y s s

Name:

Pyronia

Link to Theme Song:

(text here)

Personality:

(text here)

History:

(text here)

Link to Art:

(text here)

[icseal]

served

[wolf ;;]

Username:

{ shannon

Name:

Iskra

Link to Theme Song:

w.i.p

Personality:

w.i.p

History:

w.i.p

Link to Art:

w.i.p

[NightGaze]

Username:

NightGaze, but you can call me Night.

Name:

Ignis, which is Latin for 'fire'.

Link to Theme Song:

This is one of my favorite songs, without lyrics. <3 The Cave~ Mumford and Sons It reminds me of her hard life, and history.

Personality:

|Anti-social|
Ignis can be very Anti-social. Considering her history, you can tell she led a hard life, causing this trait.
|Aggressive|
Ignis hides her fear, behind aggression. Her motto is 'Stay wary. Stay alive.', since she is always vigilant. It means, she is always on the edge of her seat, ready to spring into attack mode.
|Brave|
Ignis is very brave. She would be the one to face the bully, and the one to sacrifice herself for her loved ones. Keep an eye on her in dangerous situations, for she may become the martyr.
|Loyal|
If your deep within Ignis' heart, she will stand by your side, always. She will stand up for your every move you make, for better or for worse.
|Blunt|
Ignis will not sugarcoat anything. She will tell you the truth, no matter how hurtful. She knows the truth can hurt, but whatever doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
|Sly|
She is as sly as a dog. Slipping out of hard situations, she can concoct a perfect lie, which many believe. It takes lots of smarts, to outwit her.
|Loner|
Ignis, despite her aggression, is actually lonely. She is an only child, and so when she lost her father, she was crushed. She usually sticks to an edge of a group, and is very lonely. She would never show it, though. People would think she is weak, and she built up a barrier of strong, so they wouldn't taunt her anymore.

History:

Get ready for this story.

You want to hear about my childhood? Sure, why the heck not? I grew up, with my father in the military. He had a red jewel, so naturally I took after him. He taught me how to control the element. "Never use this for bad. Stand up for the good, and vanquish the shadows, with this light." He would tell me, as I got better. I was a natural, and he knew it. If this type of skill were to be on the enemies side.. I might of been killed. They kept making us move, for my protection. Well, we lived in Iowa. The rolling hills stretched out for miles, in all directions. My father was out in war, which even to this day, is still so secretive, I don't even know its name. Well, when I was sitting on the porch, a black limo pulled up. I knew what lay inside. I had seen so many pull up, from living in the military. I ran to get my mother, and when she came out, she was very pale. The other Jewlies stepped out of the car, a minilla folder, in hand. It was me who took the rocky steps, toward the folder. My mother was having a breakdown, and her face was pressed into the gravel driveway. The man quietly said "Would you like to see his body?" I helped my mother, towards the back of the limo. There, he lay. My father's body. The man started speaking again. "He was shot down by an enemy sharpshooter. We retrieved this bullet, from the sight of the death." He held out a large, rusted bullet. I took it, and he gave me a two finger salute. Well, I wasn't finished. I helped my mom to a couch, and wrote a note. It said, 'Mum. I know you're having a hard time right now, so I'll keep this quick. I'm going to avenge father, so you might not see me for a while. Do not try to find me, as you may get captured. ~Ignis'. The only thing I took with me, was a silver charm bracelet, with a flame on it. My father bought it for me, when I was 10. I then, took a running start out of the house and hopped ontop of the pulling out limo, silently. My father had taught me, to be the perfect one to avenge his death.

When I got to the base, they spotted me. Apparently, my father made them a deal. I would be the one to serve in the army, in his place, if they gave me the bullet. He knew what I was going to do. They trained me a bit more, but I knew most of the stuff. Father taught me well. Then, I became a spy. I was sent to kill whoever shot down my father. All they knew about the enemy, was he had a heart shaped scar, on his left shoulder. When I entered the camp, I waited till one of the soldiers was alone. I created a small fire, distracting them. I then, pull the sleeve of their left arm up, and look for the scar. I have a knife to kill, and I give a sharp blow, to the head of the innocent, stunning them for a few minutes. One night, I was a few days away from returning to the base, bearing sad news. That's when I found him. He was on the outskirts of their camp, when I pulled up the sleeve. A heart shaed scare, about two inches long, was on his arm. I knocked him out, then proceeded to avenge my fathers death. When I returned, I bore good news, The mission was successful.

My small size, helps me carry out missions. I can hide in other's shadows, or just barely peek around corners. Don't say I'm not tough though, because my few friends can tell you, you're wrong. My sleek fur, also allows me to go through small things with ease. Before my father died, I was getting bullied for being so puny. Now, I own the school. They got what they deserved, aswell. How I act to being so small? I think it's a strength. I have more speed, since my lithe body, and small frame, let me move with ease, through the smallest of spaces. Since my body is so small, my body can afford to use the energy, when running, so I'm the fastest in the group. Now, I don't seem so weak, hmm?

Link to Art:

#1
Made by NightGaze {Me}
#2
Colored in by NightGaze {Me} Lines custom ordered from |K9|
#3
Made by NightGaze {Me}
#4
Made by NightGaze {Me}
#5
Ordered from The_Masked_Stranger Thank you :3
#6
Made by thedogandcat. Thank you ;D
#7
Lineart made by Lunaflight~ I do not have a deviant art, so I couldn't color in ;u; Thank you, anyway^^
#8
Made by NightGaze {Me}
#9
Thank you so much, Pikachu Von Schweetz^^ Its awesome ;D

Items
Items I would give her:

1. I'd give her the bullet that killed her father, on a chain, around her neck. It would be like keeping a part of him, close to her.
2. She'd be wearing the charm bracelet, her father got for her 10th birthday, as in the story above.
3: I think a silken scarf would look nice. Black, with silver designs.
4: Why do I like the idea of a fedora? ouo
5: Maybe a feather or two. Hawk, if I feel up for a challenge.

Story:

I blink my eyes, yet the darkness still remains. Am I blind? The words echo through my skull. I turn my head, seeing some light yet it wasn't.. normal. It had a reddish tinge to it. I huff, and stand up. I raise my arms above me head, feeling the hot rock above me. Strange... shouldn't the rock be cold? I think, having been in caves a few different times, on missions. None have been warm like this. I take a few steps forward, bumping into a loose chunk of rock. "Quid erat?" I growl, looking around. I learned to speak a language, when going overseas to help fellow comrads. It was Latin for 'What was that?'. I get to the edge, when I get a surprise. There is nothing below me, but liquid rock. The magma churns underneath me, letting out a silver curl of smoke. I hear footsteps behind me, and I jump up, jewel flaring. Since I was in such close quarters, I lept back. I found my hind legs, scrambling to grip thin air, as my front paws attempt to hoist myself up. I feel strong paws grasp my chest, and I get pulled up, over the ledge. I look up, mouth opening to thank my savior. My voice jerks. "Whaa?" Is all I can muster. "D-dad is that you? Am I dead?" I say, looking around. Is this where all the bad JMD's go? My father was a good man, so he wouldn't be down here. "Duck!" I hear him growl. He has never spoken to me like that, so I react quickly. Not quickly enough. I feel stone press against my fur, as an avalanche buries me.

"Ignis! Don't you dare die on me-" I hear a growl, and open my eyes. My father stands above me, digging sharp rock away, with his bare paws. "Don't.. hurt youself." I warn, rolling over. I shake glass-like shards out of my side. My father helps me up. "How... is this possible...?" I looked into his gray eyes, hoping for an answer. He ended up ignoring me, and started examining the lava. It was rising quickly. HE started to look at the clouds, passing over the round spot of blue, that was obviously, the opening in the volcano. "Non moriamur" I hear him say. In Latin it means 'Don't let us die.' I sigh, still perplexed.. they showed me his body. He couldn't be alive. The lava was now bubbling around 10 feet beneath us, but I could feel the heat. It rippled through me like wildfire, till I felt that I was one big stew. "We've got to get out." My fathers warns me. The lava keeps rising, towering against the charcoal rock. I let a tear fall. "We can't move." I say, watching as the lava rised. "Use your powers.." I hear his strained voice. HE knows we can't survive. "On three?" I say, crouching on the edge. I wasn't going out without a fight. "On three." He agrees, copying me. "One.." I say, feeling the heat run through my fur. "Two.." I hear him say, in a sigh. "Three!" I yell, my muscles reacting. I dove into molten rock. I feel pain go through me, destroying every thought I have. I'm burning alive. Is my only thought, which echo's through my skull.

Just as I go under, I wake up.

Talking Color:
Its hard to pick, with her intricate design. I'd have her talk in #400000. Its almost black, but its the slightest bit red. I think it would suit her well, with her attitude.

Why I want her:

Why I want her? Why wouldn't I? She's amazing. The reds and creams.. they just go together so perfectly. The grays add a nice touch, of spunk. I can just imagine her saying 'What are you staring at?' When I gawk at her. She has a bit of spunk, stubbornness, and willing to survive in those eyes. The beautiful green eyes.. I can't image her being abandoned. She's just.. perfect. In my opinion, at least. Not everyone can agree. Thank you for this chance, to win this wonderful little girl.

[Snowseph]

Really gorgeous<3 Would try but I used all my slots.

[Dragon Fox]

I watched you draw a little earlier! Its beautiful! :3

[Swurk]

Dropping out :u dont have the time ;u;

[. : Milotic : .]

Had to drop out </3 Good luck to the winner ^^; ~A-list

[kirill]

Oh my gog
You don't know
how hard I'm crying right now
A freaking FMA JMD
FREAKING FMA. amg Ed why ;A;