[Queen Akemi]

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Made by the wonderful Chasing Dreams!
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The one who thinks their worth of My Royalty ! :

DreamerDaWolf has challenged thy

Who am I you ask ? :

I am Papillion Armelle! The greatest princess you'll ever see!

My name Means :

'Butterfly Princess'. They both come from my origin which is French!

You ask how old I am :

I am 6,thankfully.

My Traits :

-Greedy,I can be like this with my power and princess abilities!

-Spoiled,my Mom and Dad give my everything I want and I love it! I just wish they gave me more space.

-Kind,I can be kind when i'm not in a bad mood and give you treats and tea parties.

-Day Dreamer,half the time I dream of my beloved prince that'll come on a beautiful white horse.!

-Player,no one can ever beat me at chess.No one ever will.

-Energetic,I'm always doing something in my room and around my place.I'm so sneaky when it comes to my favorite games!

-Bored easily,sooooo bored.

-Picky,I can't eat broccoli.Go get me some strawberries!

-Complainer,If I brake a nail it shall be fixed!

-Generous,you won't see me often doing this but I do sometimes pick lovely flowers and give it to some Kia's I do and don't know.

-Scaredy Cat,I always jump at spooky house and ghost stories

-Sassy,I'll show you who's boss if you try and take my throne!

Thou Art of Everything :

Kings and Queens and Dukes and Earls

Kings and queens and dukes and earls
And all who had a certain bloodline
Had royal courts and gems and pearls
Were guaranteed their lives so fine

To run the lands and tax the townsfolk
To fund their palaces and castles
To on a whim an edict invoke
For serfs and servants all the hassles

Nobility was just by matter of birth
And no matter that a man could think
If he weren't royal little chance of worth
Oh the unfairness if no blood link

The servants they were duty bound
To serve the feasts at royal tables
When knights chased foxes with the hounds
The liege would be working at the stables



Made by train. & citrus.



Made by Paper-Thorn

Dropping out

[meveh]

❋ p r ι n c є ѕ ѕ в є r l ι n ❋

❋ username ❋
PuddingWaffles
❋ name ❋
Berlin
❋ meaning ❋
The capital of Germany, previously the capital of the
Kingdom of Prussia. It has several beautiful, historic sites,
suited for royalty such as Berlin.
❋ art ❋
All art on this form can be clicked on to be enlarged. Some
pieces are cropped for formatting, and must be clicked on to see
the full image. All art is by PuddingWaffles unless otherwise noted.

❋ p e r ѕ o n a l ι т y & н ι ѕ т o r y ❋

.............
I am........
|Quiet|
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|Shy|
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|Cautious|
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|Thoughtful|
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|Curious|
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|Grateful|
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|Pineful|
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|Sullen|
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|Appreciative|
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|Gracious|
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|Skiddish|
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|Timid|

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I am not.....
|Obnoxious|
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|Brave|
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|Confident|
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|Impulsive|
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|Intrusive|
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|Heedless|
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|Ill-Tempered|
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|Reckless|
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|Spiteful|
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|Rude|
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|Inconsiderate|
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|Loud|

❋ To her parents, Berlin was a representation of what they always wanted in their childhoods. They pampered her up to live what they thought was the greatest childhood one could ever have. She symbolized what they always desired as children, but were never able to have. As a result, Berlin had to grow up with the weight of overwhelming expectations on her shoulders. She was expected by her parents to be -- at all times -- the very best. This caused Berlin to lead a very unhappy childhood growing up. She was never able to play like the other children could, and she had to suppress her true emotions in order to look proper and show class.

That's when Berlin found her break. During the weekdays when her parents had to go off and work, they would bring her to her grandmother's to be watched. It was during these times that Gramma Dee Dee ( a nickname Berlin developed for her as a toddler ) would show to Berlin that family was so much more than just rules, expectations, and proper manners. From baking sweets, to planting gardens, to telling stories, to taking quiet walks through the woods, Gramma taught Berlin that one's childhood should be filled with happiness, not stress, and that family is the most important, no matter what.

After one of Berlin's and her Grandmother's play-dates, her Gramma sent her home with a single silver bell. She told her that the bell contained all of the joy and wonderful times that they had together. Her Gramma said that if Berlin ever felt sad, she was to look at the bell and remember a happy memory they shared. Over the years Berlin has constantly kept this bell as a reminder of how wonderful a family can be.

If it weren't for her Grandmother, Berlin may still have been the stressed, upset little toddler she once was. She thanks her grandmother for the positive outlook she now has on life, and she always tries to see the best of situations.

Contrary to most assumptions, her parents' behavior did not make Berlin love them any less. Yet another lesson her grandmother taught her was to love her family unconditionally, because at the end of everything when your friends are just memories, or when your boyfriend is just an ex, your family will still be your family. ❋

❋ т н e p ι a n o ❋

Berlin adores the piano. She can't play it too well herself, but is slowly learning how with her grandma's help. Just outside of her room her parents placed a wonderful grand piano. She requests a lullaby every night out of a selection of her favorites. The list is as follows, though in no particular order ;;

Porcelain - Helen Jane Long ❋ Release - Helen Jane Long
Winter Journey - Scott D Davis ❋ Canon in D - Mike Strickland
Walking In The Air - Mike Strickland ❋ River Flows In You - Yiruma

❋ Berlin loves her favorite stuffed cat doll, Marcel. ❋

❋ f υ т υ r є ρ l α n ѕ ❋

❋ My plans for Berlin in the future were to keep her as my own character for drawing. I'm rather casual with when & how I draw my characters, so I would draw her when I had a sudden burst of inspiration for a piece with her in it. Even if I didn't regularly upload full pieces of artwork on any of my art sites, I would still doodle and sketch her for myself.
I think it would be fun to do a comic of sorts featuring Berlin as the main character. It would just be several short comic strips featuring a different lesson her grandma teaches her for each strip, so it wouldn't really have to be read in a particular order.
I plan on keeping her the same age she is now for a while -- seven. This my favorite number, and is also a stage in your childhood when you start to develop a sense of self-responsibility. I think this would be an fun age to work with as I develop her character more, as I feel it has potential for some interesting growth.
I intend to * casually * roleplay her. I emphasize casually, because I can't really handle strict roleplays that update every day without fail and get angry if you're gone for longer than two days. However, I wouldn't mind roleplaying her in a laid-back environment where members post when it is most convenient. I'm not completely opposed to roleplaying, so long as it isn't too strict. ❋

[PrinceYui]

Bad apple [English version by Cristina Vee] - Touhou

『 єνєя ση αη∂ ση ι cσηтιηυє cιяcℓιηg
ωιтн ησтнιηg вυт му нαтє ιη α cαяσυѕєℓ σƒ αgσηу
тιℓℓ ѕℓσωℓу ι ƒσяgєт αη∂ му нєαят ѕтαятѕ ναηιѕнιηg
αη∂ ѕυ∂∂єηℓу ι ѕєє тнαт ι cαη'т вяєαк ƒяєє--ι'м

ѕℓιρριηg тняσυgн тнє cяαcкѕ σƒ α ∂αяк єтєяηιту
ωιтн ησтнιηg вυт му ραιη αη∂ тнє ραяαℓуzιηg αgσηу
тσ тєℓℓ мє ωнσ ι αм, ωнσ ι ωαѕ
υηcєятαιηту єηνєℓσριηg му мιη∂
тιℓℓ ι cαη'т вяєαк ƒяєє, αη∂

мαувє ιт'ѕ α ∂яєαм; мαувє ησтнιηg єℓѕє ιѕ яєαℓ
вυт ιт ωσυℓ∂η'т мєαη α тнιηg ιƒ ι тσℓ∂ уσυ нσω ι ƒєєℓ

ѕσ ι'м тιяє∂ σƒ αℓℓ тнє ραιη, σƒ тнє мιѕєяу ιηѕι∂є
αη∂ ι ωιѕн тнαт ι cσυℓ∂ ℓινє ƒєєℓιηg ησтнιηg вυт тнє ηιgнт』

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[.Amber.]

Username:
Name: Eliza (l-iza)
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Idea's for extra's (may not use all of them)

Scrapbook:
Comic:
Diary:
Art:
Sleepover:
etc.
o....m.....g let me luv chu! this kiamara is amazing i have to try out for her ><

[Sable.]

Such a a beautiful girl <3

[Oddly Shaded]

What an amazing kiamara o.o I'd love to go for her, but I think I'll leave this one out. She's fantastic & I may do some gift art to forms I feel are going to have a very good chance. <3 Good luck all.

[Mimi-911]

Omg reserrvvee~ <33

You shout it out
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium

Cut me down
But it's you who has further to fall
Ghost town, haunted love
Raise your voice,
Sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud not saying much

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium

Stone-hard, machine guns
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, those bulletproof glass

You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium

--
Titanium
David Guetta
Sung by Sia

›› Username; Mimi911 is my username, but you can shorten it to Mimi. Most people do as it requires less typing. Lazy generation we are, aren't we? cx This Kia here, if I ever won her, would be my second Kia. I won my first one, Lola, before. ♥

›› Name; Her full name is a mouthful, so she won't be too offended if you can't say it; Elizabeth Margaret Shirley. Her mother also has a tendency to add 'Lady' to the start of it to, more than a little annoying to Elizabeth. She would prefer that you call her Eliza, but be wary around her mother; she doesn't particularly like anyone that doesn't refer to her daughter by her full name or 'Lady Elizabeth/Shirley'. Eliza does often worry about her mother because of it; after all, she isn't a princess. The way they treat her though, you'd expect her to be.

›› Name Meaning; The main choice for her name was because he mother wanted her daughter to be as royal as possible. Elizabeth was the name of a past queen, as is the name of the current one. Her mother was also very religious, hence why the meaning is 'My god is my oath'.

›› Age; Elizabeth is aged five in Kiamara years, meaning that she only just became an adult, though received her feathers long ago. Amongst her friends though, you can see that Eliza's heart exists in a world much younger than what was given to her.

›› Gender; Eliza is a female. She would never be any different in my eyes, and could never be different anyway considering that a princess must be a girl. Plus, her calm demeanour I could never see on any prince.

›› Personality; On first meeting, the young Kia who is Elizabeth is quite shy. She hates being put in the spotlight, for most often the light that shines on her is her mother's. She hates praise that strangers give her, prefering to stick to the shadows where no-one can see her. Her mother, Josette, often pushes her away from this bubble of shadows, for she believes that 'someone of her status should not sit idly in the background'. Truth be known, however, is that other Kias became jealous of this spotlight, causing young Eliza to bury herself even more, making her seem aloof to the outside world.

However, when you get to know Eliza, she, unlike what her mother continues to suggest, isn't at all fanatically revolving around royalty. She isn't pompous, arrogant, snide, or anything else that everyone else stereotypes to royalty, even ones that have no noble birth like her. She's a very down to earth character, never with her head in the clouds, and always knows what's going on around her. She never treats anyone less that herself, always finding room for someone else in her heart. She's a very calm and peaceful Kia, veering away from fights. However, she will stand up for another Kiamara. She hates to see anyone hurt. She'll be there for anyone as a shoulder to cry on. If however, it isn't bullying, but more of a disagreement of a fight, Eliza will, nevertheless, throw herself in the middle of the fight, needless of the bruises she will receive, nor the blood (Which in fact, should not make anyone faint.), and will personally break up the quarrel. She hates anything that disturbs the equilibrium of the world.

The parts of Eliza that are seldom seen are few and far between. She prefers showing everyone her true colours. However, there are some things she keeps hidden. For example, she truly is a 'wild child' and probably would do the more adrenaline-thrilled stuff like snow-boarding down avalanches or bungee jumping. However, the most her mother will allow her to even set eyes on is ice-skating on naturally frozen lakes. This means that the free side of Eliza is often caged, keeping her quite and a bit on the dull side. However, only recently has she figured out how to release her inner wild one. Deep in her heart, the Kia knew she was a creative soul; but it only became clear how much of one she was. She took up painting; the strokes of paint on the canvas portraying things she can only dream about. She also draws and sketches just as often. There isn't a moment when her creative side doesn't show through; the jovial, dancer-like way she carries herself, the innocent drawing she sketches in her maths book at school, or the twinke in her eye when she stares out the window of her mother's mansion, capturing the sunset for a painting later.

›› Likes;
✔ Away from the spotlight
✔ Being able to do what she wants
✔ Being with close friends.
✔ Painting/drawing/sketching
✔ Not being a princess
✔ Anything adrenaline-thrilled
✔ Exciting stuff
✔ Other Kias
✔ Pineapples
✔ The Mona Lisa
✔ Blue

›› Dislikes;
✘ Being refused to do what she wants
✘ Guys, especially high nobility ones
✘ Being the 'princess'
✘ Jealous kias
✘ Restricted life
✘ Flirty guys
✘ Abstract paintings
✘ Hatred
✘ Selfishness
✘ True spoilt brats
✘ Her mother's money

›› Favourites;
Book- Eliza's favourite book ... To be honest, reading isn't one of her favourite pastimes, despite how her mother urges her to do it. If she had to pick a favourite, well, she wouldn't. So, no favourite book or author.

Band- Much to the everlasting dismay of her mother, Eliza's favourite band happens to be Good Charlotte. The semi-rock music isn't something someone of her position should be listening to, but Eliza personally doesn't care. She likes their songs and that's all that matters.

Food- If her favourite food were to be based upon meals, then her mother's succulent lamb roast with mint stock is amazing. By far the best meal. Unfortunately, she doesn't make it much any more. If it were to be singular foods, then it would probably be pineapple. The tangy fruit is just amazing.

Drink- By far it would have to be lemonade. I man, who doesn't love it? Certainly not Eliza! That is all she would buy if she had her on house, especially on mid-summer evenings as she stared out across her own lake, carefully capturing the sunset with each stroke of her paintbrush, her lemonade in her other paw.

›› Friends; Solanum's Honani

›› History; Her history starts way before she was born. In fact, it started when her mother was a young girl. Back then, true love was non-existent, especially amongst the rich. It was always arranged marriages that occurred. Eliza's mother, Josette, began as no exception to this rule. She grew up in a poor family, a mere working class one, barely having enough money to put food on the table. At four, Josette joined in her family's fight and took a job as a seamstress in the city. She was good at her job, brilliant in fact, that soon she was hired by the girlfriend of a nobleman. It wasn't luxury for her, she was always with the rest of the servants out the back of the large mansion, but it was better than what the rest of her family was dealing with.

Until she fell in love.

Rupert, the noble that she'd been hired for was quite literally her dream. With a pelt of pale caramel and a mane that was a chocolate brown, he was literally all that Josette could dream about. But he was already betrothed to Kathleen, the Kiamara who had stolen her love. But she knew, deepest in her hearts of hearts, that she would never marry her beloved. Little did she know that the noble had eyes only for the shy little seamstress. And I know what you are thinking; oh, the usual love story; he breaks the betrothal and they end up marrying and having lovely babies. Well no. They never married. But the baby part of it was right.

For, to put it simply, Eliza is an illegitimate child.

It was two months after the first tryst between Lord Rupert and Josette, that the seamstress knew she had conceived. Being the honest woman she was, she told her lover, but he did not take it the way she had hoped. He threw her out of his house in a fury, demanding why she had come to him, and why it was his fault she had a child in her. She burst into tears and hurried away, soon running into the lady of the house, Kathleen. She took the sobbing Josette into her house and dried her eyes, asking the girl what was wrong. Bitterly, she spilled her story to the betrothed wife of Rupert. Kindly, Kathy took no offence to it, but promised her safe return. She packed food for Josette, as well as bundles of money, promising that she would help as best as she could.

It turned out that Josette wasn't the only girl who had fallen for her betrothed's charms and neither would she be the last to. With the money that Kathleen had given her, Josette had her own mansion built. Living in luxury became a reality, but was soon interrupted by the birth of her daughter. She named her Elizabeth after the past queen, for she wanted her daughter to enjoy the royalty and luxury that she never had the chance to.

›› Themesong; Eliza's favourite song, and probably theme song, would be Titanium, by David Guetta. It speaks of being 'Titanium', but to her it speaks more than just the chorus. It tells of hopes and dreams, and getting up to try again, even though others push you down for it. She thinks of how it applies to her, but also to others; dreams chrushed, imposing families pushing their wants before their child's. She wishes one day that she too can have a heart of 'Titanium' and push against her mother and have the normal life that could only be a distant dream.

›› Art; For anyone wishing to do art of her, Eliza's hex codes are as follows; #fed78f, #f9b769, #d87a4f, #953030, #661212, #7c061e, #dadada, #ffdc75, #aee2ea. Art will be sorted by the person that did them and in the order I received them. c:

By me | By Alva. | Collab between Annalese123 and I.

[Frangipani5]

Username: GSHP "How do you do?"
Name: "My Name is Princess Antoinette of the south British isles."
Meaning: "Antoinette means Invaluable, as my mum is always reminding me"
Personality: Hmmm... She is spoiled but knows this and wishes she wasn't. She likes telling other people what to do but hates it the other way round. Antoinette wishes she was still called Aliza, her birth name because Princess Antoinette of the South British Isles is always such a drag of a name to her. Antoinette's life is breaking rules because rebelling is her idea of trying to get Marjory fired by telling her mother that Marjory didn't stop her doing it and encouraged her. But Miamora Cadenza (Antoinettes mum) won't hear it. Antoinette is a total night owl and gets very annoyed very easily and this sometimes makes her arrogant, she has no real friend because she has a habit of ignoring people who ask to many questions of wealth and tell her she is lucky to be a princess, which frankly every one who enters the castle does.
Art (Poem,Story, Art, etc.) :

"Princess Antoinette!", shrieked Marjory in her usual shrill voice. "What?"
"Breakfast is served and you haven't even awoken yet!"
"I'll be down in ten..."
"Be quick about it!"
"Erh..." This happens every morning... Why do I have to have a maid/servant? When Mummy told me I was going to get one I was told they'll tend to my every need! Not tell me what to do and when to do it... It wasn't always like this. I wasn't always Princess Antoinette of the south British Isles. I was Aliza, just Aliza. I lived in the orphanage. Then when the king Don Bough of the South British Isles died, his wife Queen Miamora Cadenza of the South British Isles was upset because she never had a child and blah blah blah it was all over the news drama drama drama GET OVER IT PEOPLE! Anyway, she decided to go to the orphanage and adopt a child who was five so she wouldn't have to raise them. Anyway, unfortunately she picked me, Aliza. She asked me my name and I replied, "Aliza, just Aliza." Anyway she HATED the name and called me Princess Antoinette of the South British Isles. Ok, I have to admit I was excited when she said princess... I didn't care about the name change. I WAS FIVE THEN OK? DON'T JUDGE ME BY IT! And I am sorry to say I was a bit of a spoiled brat. Then I learned from my mistakes and, you get the idea.
"PRINCESS ANTOINETTE OF THE SOUTH BRITISH ISLES!" Great, just great.
"COMING!" I scream making sure to slam the door as loudly as I can as I walk out of my freakishly large and pink frilly room. I walk down ten flights of marble stair cases to find breakfast, It had to be croissants and muffins, it had to be. Why can't I just have nutri-grain? "Daughter?" it was mum, speak of the devil. "Why did you slam the door and... OMG OMG OMG WHY AREN'T YOU DRESSED??" My mum is obsessed with clothes. "I'm not hungry," I say walking back upstairs to get to my room. "She's just experiencing growth." I hear my mum whisper. "ERH!" I make a loud annoyed sound in my throat to add affect to the door I was slamming behind me. I brush through my fur boredly and thew on my crown. Now what. I hear the doorbell. Dammit! It was Princess Chia Vellamore. What a spoiled brat... When you say spoiled princess you see Princess Chia Vellamore. My mum wants me to be more like her, in your dreams. I walk down down down the fleets of stairs and open the door for Chia. "Oh! Love-ly to see you Chi-a." I say in a sickly sweet voice, plastering an obviously fake smile on my face. Chia just walks in and goes up the stairs to my room. THE NERVE! I close the door behind me and followed her up the stairs. I enter my room and pick up the nearest book I can see, the title read "Hating Alison Ashley." I hadn't read that one before, I had only just read page ten when it hits me, Chia would usually be snatching the book away from me by now. I look over were she is, no, she didn't, wait yes, she did. She was reading my diary, I wasn't thinking, but even if I was I would know that I've always wanted to do this to her, I kicked her and broke her crown, I teases her hair making into dreadlocks and I through her down the stairs, she is really weak and all she does is sit there and scream so you can pretty much do whatever you want with her! She runs out of the house screaming, I feel the sweet feeling of satisfaction... I sigh and get back to my book. *Knock Knock* Dammit! It's my mum. She looks down at me with disappointed eyes. And then ever so quietly says, "Into the dudgeon." She didn't just say that. I could feel goosebumps prickle my face. The satisfaction bites me, and runs away teasingly. My mum repeats, "Into the dungeon." I don't move, I just stare at her with huge eyes, hoping she'll feel pity, but her eyes radiate disappointment, wait I could smell something on her breath. Alcohol. My mum was drunk! She was sending me to the dungeon for the night... With all the rats and, I couldn't think about all of the other creatures of the night... "GUARDS!" my mum screams, they come running up the stairs and pick me up I struggle, bite even, but the guards are stronger they throw me in the dungeon. Tears stream from my eyes, one of the guards hands me my book, they are on my side. Reluctantly they close the dungeon door and I feel despair as the lock gives a soft click. Help me.

It was total coincidence that people have been used in thsi story, I'm really sorry I didn't know and my keyboard wasn't working when I got message. I'm dropping out now

[L O K I]

So cute, but not for me c:

[bear]

Dropping out - sorry! I'm just so busy with school and assignments right now I don't have the time!
Whoever wins can keep the art I have c:
Good luck to everyone! All the forms are amazing <3
Art for the winner to keep >>

(^ drawn by Kaizoku)

(^ drawn by me)

(^ drawn by me)