[doglover947]

Viscet name: Willow
Viscet Gender: female
Personality: Shy, kind, sweet, gentle, timid, quite, reliable, sensitive, warm.
Favorite hobby: drawing, painting.

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Viscet name;;
Avian

Viscet Gender;;
Male

Favorite hobbies;;
Drawing online and bird watching

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Drawing online;;
Avian has a knack
for drawing, but
he is extremely passionate
about drawing online.

Bird watching;;
Avian is fascinated
by birds and all their
feathers! He adores
how every bird is
different and has
its own chirp and
song in it's heart!

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Personality;;
Avian is a very passionate
Viscet, putting his all into
what he loves. He prefers
the company of birds,
rather than the company
of other Viscets on most
occasions. He is socially
awkward, but that doesn't
help him much, because
his coat makes him stand
out like a sore thumb.
He loves music and dancing
and can often be found at
dance clubs, having the
time of his life!
He i very passive and
slow to anger, but once
he is angered he can hold a
grudge for forever.

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[Glaffyn]

Viscet name: Neon Beat
Viscet Gender: Female
Personality: Bubbly and Rave-ful (? xD)
Favorite hobby: Neon is the best DJ around, and loves to host super colorful raves

[not a talking cat]

Viscet name: alice { allen }
Viscet Gender: demifemale
Personality:
Favorite hobby:
cookie art & wrapping items in foil for the fun of it

possible res,,, maybe
with that design, this cutie might be on my ye list ;;v;;

[~IceFang~]

Viscet name: Bifrost
Viscet Nickname: Bi, Frost, Angel of Neon, Neon Angel
Viscet Gender: Female
Personality: Outgoing, bold, defensive, not easily shamed, friendly, free spirited
Favorite hobby/job: Painting, Sculpting, Drawing in bright colors. She sells most of the artwork, but ones she really likes, she saves. One of her favorites is titled "Neon Angel", and basically is a 3D painting of her markings, with a few edits. Her art is popular, mostly with the rebel people who want something crazy, beautiful, and extremely bright in their dwelling! At night, she is a well known DJ for a lot of different parties, since hey, who doesn't love a parteh? Of course, she doesn't do that every night, or she would never get enough sleep, but about once or twice a week, the reserves so long it wrapped around the block! Bi is easy to work with, fair, and wild, so her mix-ups are always unique! Doing art and DJing are her favorite hobbies, so "it doesn't feel like work every day, it feels like getting to do what you want, every day, and getting paid for it!"
Theme Song: "Confident" by Demi Lovato
History: Bifrost was born into a rather normal home, had normal siblings, normal schooling, and normal... Everything. It was this that made her feel like she needed to bring ... Something else into the world. So, when she was young, with a few jars of paint, a wall, and herself, she worked on the mural for days, using only her paws and tail. Some say, that was the day she got her markings, as an angel sent to brighten and embolden everyone's day. Frost discovered her hobby and talent was in making loud, bold art, whether sculpting, painting, or doodling. One day, one of her friends dragged her to a party. It was nice, I guess, until the DJ left the turntable to go to the bathroom. Curious, Bi turned the knob... And everything else came naturally. When the DJ came out of the bathroom, it was like the master of DJing had came and put their talent all into Bifrost, naturally. Everyone stopped. They looked at her. She picked up the headphones, put one ear to it, selected a song....
Well, needless to say, she was almost a celebrity after that.
But still, she kept her humble roots, and dedicated herself to making peoples lives better.

Super Res and WIP

[mokastar712]

Links and stuff:

Predawn - Nicode
INFJ Explanation
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Agoraphobia explanation

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[Rescue2001]

Viscet name: eye of the bird // birdy
Viscet Gender: male
Personality: very understanding, he is very shy, he is very kind and gentle but others seem to not notice him, very spiritual, and always there for you if you believe in him
Favorite hobby: he loves doing graffiti ( in some illegal places and in legal places ) he also likes drawing and doing arty stuff but he takes a liking to spray cans more

Story:

When birdy was young he was never aloud to go out side but one day he slipped out and ran into the woods when he stopped, he looked back and when he did he saw that he had colors all over him. When he was a little boy he never seen the light so he never knew what he really looked like, so now was the time that he was able to do things he actually wanted to do. A month after his break out he went back to his childhood home, he had learned so many things then he was out. The only thing that bothered him was that no one would talk to him, he would even ask simple questions like " how are you" or " what's your name " but still nobody answered. When he went back he brought just 3 things, a red spray paint can, a lighter and a tiny bit of gasoline. First he made sure nobody was in there and that everything that they needed was out too, then he started painting. In the end the house was gone, which made him very happy cause he now knew he would never have to e left in


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[*Shiveren*]

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Armani
Name Me aning
The meaning of Armani is "desire, goal".
It is of Persian Origin.
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Female
Pronouns
Only She/Her/They
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The 12th of January. She is 22 years old.
Go here to learn more: http://www.famousbirthdays.com/horoscope/january12.html
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Canadian
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Capricorn
Elemen t
Earth
Height
A nice 7ft 6''.
Weight
How dare you ask her that!
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Armani is a very delightful and social Viscet to be around.
You wouldn't in your wildest dreams be able to suspect her hobby.
Expressionist dance.
Even though she may seem endlessly happy, Armani has many problems
with expressing herself. She finds that this dance
soothes her aching soul
and helps her get out all the energy trapped
inside her.
Even though others find this dance style weird,
she adores it.
She often comments on how it "Changed her life."
She, more often than not, can be found skipping
her way to
the dance studio everyday at about 4 pm,
grabbing a donut
and a medium coffee on the way. She never shows this talent to
anybody, as she would like to keep it her little secret.
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• Song: Not Afraid by Eminem
• Animal: The Pink River Dolphin
• Season: She adores Winter.
• Color: Aqua Blue
• Time: 12 pm, Noon.
• People: Hard workers, females.
• Place: Any outdoor area.
• Game: Twister Board Game
• Food: Gummy Bears
• Sport: Basketball
Smell: Pancakes with Butter

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Armani and Impari This relationship is quite complicated. Impari is incredibly anti-social, spending most of his time with his corn snake companion. Even so, he hold Armani in a special place in his heart. Unknown to her is the fact of Impari's deep feelings, so she never interacts with him much save for the time she stroked his snake. In order to spend time with her without her realizing, Impari has developed a nightly routine. Watching her sleep. This may sound incredibly creepy, however he does it with good intentions. Every night at about 10 pm, Impari creeps up to her bedroom window and watches her for an hour, imagining what he would say to her if he had the guts. If the male Viscet simply spoke to her once, he would find out that Armani had an interest in him. She likes how quiet and reserved he is and his love for his friendly snake. She doesn't believe he acknowledges her at all due to his lack of communication. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Armani and Ra'Heidra This relationship is incredibly complicated. You see, Armani and Ra' Heidra have been together for many years. Ra' Heidra adores her, however Armani is slowly drifting away from him. He does not know this so he treats her the same he always has. His courageous and risk-taking personality used to inspire and amaze her, but now it only intimidates her due to her low self esteem. She hates his stunts as it causes her to worry for his welfare. She wishes to tell him her feelings but would hate to make him unhappy. She has gotten into quite the mess. She struggles to love him the way she used to however it is no use. She has her eye on Impari but cannot tell him so until she breaks up with Ra'Heidra. She is very torn.

Armani and Anpu Love is a powerful thing. It is often misused, but in it's purity it can change a life. This is what occurred with Armani and Anpu. They met on a cold winter night when Anpu was only a newborn Viscling. As Armani was struggling in the snow, she discovered Anpu huddled in a tight ball. Her heart melted instantly and she asked him to come with her. As the days turned into months, the two of them grew very close. Armani cannot imagine a life without the Viscling and looks forwards to his daily visits. They love each other dearly. Armani often visits him at his home, but has not grown close to his adopted mother for some odd reason. She cannot remember a life before that fateful snowy day, a life without his snuggles or kisses. She hopes she will never have a life like that again.

To Be Fed..
Wind gently rustled the newly fallen leaves, create a natural chorus. Sun reflected off the bright orange leaves, filing the small clearing with light. Deer stretched out in the autumn rays, soaking in the warmth as birds flitted about in the treetops. Everything was peaceful. Without a sound, a dark shape darted from every shadow to the next. With her was a quiver of arrows and a beautiful wooden bow. She sighed unhappily. She hated this job. Knocking her arrow, she grabbed the string in her teeth and began to pull back. She aimed for a gorgeous buck in the centre of the peaceful clearing. Without warning, the wind changed direction, bringing her scent to the watchful buck. Her bright colours didn't help matters any.The entire field was empty in a matter of seconds. With a sigh of relief, she put down her bow. No need to kill today. Holding her supplies carefully, she began to make her way home. There was no way she would be able to sneak up to that herd today, they would be more watchful. Pushing through the bramble thicket that held her home, she made her way inside. No one was here. After a sharp intake of breath, she spotted a white note on the far left side, pinned up against the tree stump they used as a table. What it read changed her life.


We love you, we want you to know that. This is no life for you. Find your way in the world and become someone who matters. I'm sorry things didn't work out.
Love, Mom and Dad.

With a screech, the female Viscet drove her paw into the stump's rough surface. Tears filled her eyes and her breath caught in her throat. They were gone. She was alone. Looking to the east, she made up her mind. There was a town a ways from here. She could start her new life there. Sniffling back tears, she glanced around at the hut they had called home. She pushed her way through the brambles and did not look back.

The rhythmical crunching of Armani's feet on the rough earth sounded incredibly loud in the silence. Hours has passed since that fateful note. Deep in thought, the female Viscet made her way through many fallen branches. All of a sudden, there was a splintering noise. Stopping dead in her tracks, she peered around at her surroundings. She felt a strong presence in the nearby forest. Fear flickered in her eyes, but she pushed it deep down inside her. All of a sudden, a dark shadow leapt from the undergrowth, positioning itself in front of the wary creature. Everything stopped.

Armani leapt back in surprise, her heart beating wildly in her chest. "BOO!!!!" Screeched the animal, a grin plastered on it's face. Confused, the lost traveler took a long look. In front of her stood a Viscet. Plastered in mud and twigs, but a Viscet nonetheless. Anger boiled up inside her. How dare this prankster mess with her? She let out a low resounding growl. Stepping back, the newcomer looked at her critically. "Darn! Your good looking!" He said out loud. He grinned childishly. Without meaning to, Armani blushed a deep crimson. This stranger's confidence amazed her. Before she could get in a word, the stranger began again. " You new? The name's Ra'Heidra." He bowed comically before her, his long tail high over his head. She giggled, her anger long forgotten. He stood back up then tilted his head to one side. "You going to tell me yours?" He asked matter-of-factly. "Uh, yeah. Armani." She stammered, trying to regain some dignity. Ra'Heidra muttered a few words under is breath, then darted towards the female. He gestured her towards him with his tail, then looked off in the direction he had come. "Town's that-a-way." He whispered to her. The words sent chills down Armani's spine. She felt an uncanny love for this Viscet. She nodded in reply, not bothered to respond in words. Ra'Heidra smiled at her, showing perfect white teeth. Without another word, they began to head towards the town.

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How many times do I have to try
I throw my head back and look at the sky
I'm not alone
That I know
So why do I feel so?


I've been hit with a blow,
from that I will grow
I will show them my strength
They will watch at a length
I will survive
for that I will strive
to see another tomorrow

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As mentioned in a section above, Armani thoroughly believe in working for what you wish to achieve. To showcase this, all the art and written pieces in this form are done by me. I know I am not the best artist, but I try. I worked hard for this babe and I hope to achieve her I believe Armani would be pleased at this. Good luck to all and may the winner shower her with love!

Armani waiting impatiently for the winner to be announced!

[DogLife.]

Irissia's theme song, Warriors by Imagine Dragons, recommended that you listen too this why you read her form! ^^
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I'M NOT BAD, I WAS JUST BORN THIS WAY!

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Viscet name: Irissia (Iris)
Viscet Gender: Female
Personality:


★|Rebellious|★|Moody|★|Strong|★|Crazy|★|Feared|★
★|Sweet Slightly|★|Brave|★|Speaks Her Thoughts|★
★|Courageous|★|Prepared|★|Faithful|★|Passionate|★

You have never met a Viscet quite like Irissia before. She has a very headstrong personality, and cares about nothing anyone has to say. She is feared amongst her tribe, they say that she is crazy and possessed by a demon, or a ghost because of her irrational ideas and the fact she acts on impulse. She is continually pushing the limits set by others, just to see what she can get away with. She is always prepared to show her ideas, and is never fazed by anything life throws at her. She always has her head in a cloud, a storm cloud that is! She believes that anyone can be brave, you just have to find the courage within!

However, if you are one of the very lucky Viscets, then you will find she can be sweet, and rather kind. The only time you will ever see her with out a Dark look on her face will be when she is doing her art, and you rarely see her even then... She does have a kinder side, a side where she is soft and does not give dark looks and sarcastic comments. She is true to her own faith, and she is free in her own way. This is Irissia, and this is who she is!

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History:

I will always remember those dark times. My mum hated me because I was just like my dad. I was my dad, just female, and younger. I was spiteful, and I was going to bring hell upon her perfect little life. It was his fault, not mine. All I ever did was listen, learn. Be myself. My mother has always hated my dad, the dad I never knew or will ever know. Do I hate him for that? I don't know. If he likes me as much as my mum likes me, I am doomed. Never going to look. Anyway. My father was a no good scumb bag. Thats what mum says. He was a trading Viscet, and he moved between the different clans of Viscets. I belong to the Arrow Viscets Clan, or at least, I used to... not anymore though. Now I am someone different. My mother met my father, and he decided to stay for a while. They "fell in love" apparently. How, don't ask me! My mum ended up with him leaving her, oh and by then she had a daughter. Ta da! It's me. By the time I could crawl I knew she hated me. She always has... but I have no choice! I was stuck with her. But not anymore! I am 16 now, but aged 14 and the rebel I am, and was, my mum threw me out. Begged the leader of the pack to throw me out. Said I was bad, bad for the health, the mind, the heart. I was thrown out. I had no love for the Arrow Clan. I was free!

On that first day away from home, it rained. I had never felt rain before. Never swam before. Her markings did not show, they were shrouded in darkness. Dust... The rain washed away the dust and pain of the past, of her parents, the little love she had for her tribe. She emerged a new Viscet. She was no longer shrouded in pain, but in light colour and freedom. There was no going back. I was finally able to embrace the Viscet I am. A rebel, a Viscet who is going to change her life by herself. I could travel, run, and at long last paint. Painting was something so many of the Viscets in my tribe were allowed to do. But not me. Not then. But I could now!

But it was easier said then done. A week later I broke into an art studio. I knew it was one because I had sent two legged creatures called humans walk out smelling like paint, a smell I could remember clearly. Late that night, as I said, I broke into the art studio, took a brush in my mouth, and began. I painted in green, and red. Colour after colour flowers from my brush, but the result was horrendous. I hated it. I have a short temper. Soooooooooo. I trashed the place. I ddidn't care, I only cared that a skill I should have had in my pack had not been passed down to me. In my rage I kicked open another door. I hated my mum, my dad and my...

Inside the cupboard was an array of cans, all different colours. I was hooked in a heart beat to them. I picked one up and aimed at the door. A jet of paint sprayed out. In a matter of minutes I had acquired a skill. To paint. Not with a brush, but a can. In my paw. I turned to a plain wall and spent hour after hour working on my peice. At 5 in the morning, it was done. And when a week later I returned it was still there. A beautiful dragon I had seen in only my mind. That very night I stole the cans and fled. At night I paint plain area's to make them special. Some I take requests from a board I pinned up. Other times I just graffiti. This was my life. And I was free!

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Example of her art by me!

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Favorite hobby:

Graffiti Art

There is something about graffiti art that makes bad days good again. Irissia would spend day after day, hour after hour working on her graffiti art if she she could. She took up graffiti art soon after she was banished from the Arrow Clan, and there is something soothing about it. She loves doing it legally and illegally. She adores the feel of the cold can in her paw, and some of her favourite things to do are snakes and birds like the phoenix. On the occasion she will do a grey scale piece, but this does not happen often, because she wants the world to be brighter, not darker like her childhood was. Even though most people today view graffiti as vandalism, Irissia views it as a way to thank the world that saved her from the darkness.

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Favourite Things!

Graffiti Art
Music
Raves
Rainbows
People knowing who she REALLY is
Other Rebels
Spray Cans
The Hunger Games films.
Rain
Water
and
Swimming

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Star Signs!

Her Birthday: 13 July

Her Star Sign: Cancer

Her Element: Water

Her Ruling Planets: The Moon

Symbol: The Crab

Her stone: Moonstone

Her Life Pursuit: Constant reassurance and intimacy

Her Vibration: Moody

Her Star Sign's (Cancer's) Secret Desire: To feel safe (emotionally, spiritually and romantically)

More About Her Star Sign:

Those born under the sign of Cancer, ruled by the mysterious Moon, are one of the zodiac's enigmas. It is fair to say that most Cancers are a bundle of contradictions. Compassionate and caring with friends, family and lovers, yet they can cut to the bone with their jealous remarks and ever-changing moods. Endearingly eccentric on one hand, and on the other, insecure about how others see them. Like their astrological symbol - the Crab - Cancers can appear hard and insensitive on the outside. However, for those of us who know and love a "Moon Child", we understand that deep below lies a softness and sensitivity that makes them so very special...

Just as the Moon goes through many changes as it moves from its new to full phases, Cancers too go through many new and full phases of experience. Life doesn't stand still for this sign, even if they remain in one place, because they live so much in their internal oceans of emotions. Their link with the Moon often makes it impossible for them to operate on an even keel from day to day. Up and down like the proverbial yo-yo, most Cancerians feel one way one minute, then sometimes totally different the next. But this characteristic is part of their charm.

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Song:

All I can ever do.
Is move on.
All I can ever do.
Is sing this song.
The rain cuts down my cheeks.
I catch my breath.
Who can I trust?
Now I am falling.

Falling down
Deep deep down
No one to trust
No one who cares
Stumbling, tumbling
Screaming and crying
Who can you trust
When your falling.
Oh when your falling.

Tears wash away my pain
I can stand and move again
Trust no one
Just being me
Rain cuts down my cheeks
I catch my breath
Who can I trust?
Now I am falling.

Falling down
Deep deep down
No one to trust
No one who cares
Stumbling, tumbling
Screaming and crying
Who can you trust
When your falling.
Oh when your falling.

Falling
Deeper
Faster
Harder
Screaming
Louder
Higher
Why why why...

Falling down
Deep deep down...

Falling down
Deep deep down
No one to trust
No one who cares
Stumbling, tumbling
Screaming and crying
Who can you trust
When your falling.
Oh when your falling.

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Other:Please take into consideration I cannot do digital art, so if any art appeared on this form it is not my own, or I have commissioned someone to do some art for me. Thank you.

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Good luck everyone!

[galactastic]

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