[Zee999]

Reserve he reminds me of Darth Maul from Star Wars
dont judge meh Star Wars is my life

I love Darth Maul he's one of my favorites.

[Quillvine]

Username-Quillvine
Name-Lyger
Gender-Male
Sexual Orientation-Bi
Reason for name chosen-I choose to name this guy Lyger because he has stripes and a mane that make him look like a lion.
Personality-He is athletic and very kind. He won't hesitate to help a friend in need.

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Narwhal cuz why not?

[OrangeSocks]

(Art by me)
Username;; OrangeSocks
Name;; Sverle (S-ver-lei)
Name Meaning;;: Villa (Her mom) chose Sverle's name, based off a word she had heard once. Villa has no idea what it means or where she heard it, but it sounded perfect for the little red and black baby.
Gender;; Female
Sexuality;; Pansexual. Sverle never thought about it much until she was a teenager, but decided that if she ever met someone she had feelings for, it would only be based of their personality and their gender, or lack of gender would not effect it.
Age;; 18

-Overview-
Sverle is a quiet girl most of the time, listening and nodding when others make conversation but spending most of her time thinking. Sverle can be social, but usually ends up talking about something completely unrelated. The word ditzy comes to mind. She gets mad easily, but to an outside view she probably just looks like she's staring at something intensely.

Other Vincets;;
Sverle has a few friends who like to come
over and watch her work and play D&D
in her living room, toeing her character
around, but she is never the first to
invite them anywhere. Sverle will agree
to go anywhere as long as she isn't working
and can bring some supplies with her.
This Vincet has a hard time saying no
and will often get lost because she
went off to make something for a
child she encounters. As for kids, Sverle
kinda shoves the gift into their arms,
smiles awkwardly, and walks away.

Family;;
Sverle grew up with two loving mothers,
one quite like Sverle, the other quite
loud and talkative. Dinner talks consisted
of Villa (one mom) telling them all about
her day and every little thing besides that,
while Sverle and Estrella (other mom)
listened and loved her. Estrella supports the
family mostly by working as a security guard,
which is a bit of a strange job for someone
like her. But she does a good job. Villa says
Estrella has an inner boxer. Sverle still doesn't
know what Villa means by that. Vila on the
other hand, is a freelance writer, who has yet
to finish her first book. The last time Sverle
counted, it was 839 pages and still going.

Sverle is a huge perfectionist and her room is full of strategically placed, yet balled up pieces of paper (Her mom found several stuffed in her pillow case once)with slightly messed up designs on them. Sverle likes repetition and structure and often has a hard time doing something until she knows exactly what she is doing. Until then, it is almost impossible for her to complete the task. This was a problem for her in school and many of her homework was late.
Sverle's main job is sewing and creating unique patterns. All of them are drawn out, tested, and then transferred to fabric by her. Sverle mostly makes plush figures for young Vincets but can make other things as well. She makes a lot of her own clothes, and clothes for her moms.
Aside from her main job, Sverle spends a lot of time folding paper into intricate creations. Every little mess up earns it's self a place crumple up on the floor, until she gets one just right. Then she cleans up. Sverle sticks mostly to animals, but has tried to make functional origami. She uses books for most of her creations, but has a few designs she had made up. The Baby Vincet, one of her own creations is her favorite to make (she has a collection of them on one of her shelves). It consists of 12 folds only, and is a mediative-like practice for her while watching movies (it keeps her from biting her claws).

Villa's view, Sverle 11 years old:
"Sverle! Where are you?" Villa called. She had been looking for her daughter for 20 minutes now and hadn't seen the girl. Food courts where an awful place to get lost in, never mind a food court in an amusement park. Villa had struck up a conversation with the pretzel vendor and when she finish, Sverle was gone. Flicking her tail back and forth in, Villa pushed through the crowd, looking of red and black. The com system in the park squeaked and started up. "Hello Fun Land lovers! We have found two children wandering around alone, please come pick them up near the Splash Lagoon. One is Red and Black the other light blue and white." That was defiantly Sverle, but who was the other? Villa ran to Splash Lagoon as fast as she could. There, sitting on a bench, was Sverle and another, quite small Viscet holding her hand. "Sverle! I've been looking everywhere for you! Who is-" Sverle glanced up at her mom. "I saw him wandering around alone. He looked like the lady we met at the Lagoon, so I took him back." Sverle pulled her hoodie strings tighter with one paw. "Oh Sverl..." Villa put a paw to her mouth. Sverle started to speak again, something about pirates, but the boy's father came over and interrupted.

Estrella's view, Sverle 13 years old:
Estrella jumped as something landed on the floor in Sverle's room. What could that be? Es put down Villa's latest manuscript and peeked into Sverl's room. Papers were scattered everywhere, the waste basket full of squished up paper and in the center of it all, was Sverle. The girl was staring the the ceiling, biting her lip, a school binder balanced on her stomach. She probably overthinking things again... Es clambered over the piles of paper and sat down next to the center of the nest. Taking the binder off Sverl's belly, Es rubbed her ears. This happened most nights, Sverle getting upset because something didn't work. Without Villa to explain it to Sverl, it was hard to get the viscet out of her mood. Even then things didn't get much better. "Sverl..." Es mumbled, trying to think of something to say. But she couldn't. So they sat there, in the papers, and stared at the ceiling.

Sverle's view, 17 years old:
"Vin's attack deals 16 damage to the orc, ending the battle." The sounds of Sverl's friends drifted around her, holding Sverl like her blue hoodie did. They were all very nice, and Sverle loved having them over, but she didn't really show it. Being good friends, they didn't need her two. Holding down the dark green patch to Vin's Gnome plushie, Sverl pushed the needle through. Sverl would have used her sewing machine, but this was a last minute add on Vin had wanted, and Sverle had already stuffed it. Whip stitching done, Sverl held out the gnome. Green patches on the elbows, long red hair. Sverle had even used silver fabric for the finishings. "Vin I-" Wait... Sverl held the gnome close to her face. Before she could find the imperfection, Vin snatched it out of her paws. "I'm taking this before you throw it out. Sverl, it looks perfect." Vin leaned over and kissed Sverl. Sverl reddened and started listing off types of stitches best for hemming clothing. Vin laughed. "Come on, your elf needs to activate the gate for me." Sverle nodded and stood up, brushing the fabric scraps into a small pile.

-Vin-
As you can see, Vin is Sverle's boyfriend. Kinda self proclaimed, but it's a good relationship. Vin doesn't act like they are together, but he gives Sverle admiration. He doesn't ask anything of her except to let him call himself that. Sverle doesn't know what to think about this, but Vin makes her feel warm inside. It kinda hard to explain it...

Likes:
-Sewing
-Reading
-D&D
-The color Blue
-Her blue hoodie
-Vin <3...

Dislikes:
-Talking
-Meat
-Outdoor activities
-Humidity
-Wet fur

(Art my me)

[SilverSamurai]

3 day warning

[DarkestWerewolf]

Username;; DarkestWerewolf
Name;; Jaze
Gender;; Male

[Blackbirds]

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Shiki is a kind Viscet, always
happy to help those in need.
Her favorite movies are Star
Wars, and her favorite song
is Like a Prayer, by Madonna.
Shiki loves to be outside,
read, watch movies, and
help Viscets less fortunate.

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name ;; Eragon.
Name Meaningx This name was created in a fantasy book series by Christopher Paolini. I liked the ring it had to it and believe that it suits this viscet beautifully.
nicknames ;; Goner, Ray.
gender ;; x Fully Male ♀ He get's very offended if you imply otherwise!
pronouns ;; x Only He/Him, you wouldn't dare call him a she!
Age x Eragon is a hearty 26 years old, but he sure doesn't act like it!
Birthday x He is born on December 13.
zodiac ;; x As his Birthday is on December 13th, his Zodiac is Sagittarius. The meaning of this zodiac is very interesting. People on this date are generally Popular and Charismatic. They enjoy living life on the edge and achieving greatness. They perform very well in everyday life.
Eragon certainly fits these descriptions!
Element x His element is fire. This goes along with all the other signs associated with his Birth Date.
Nationality x Eragon is originally South-African, however he moved the to U.S when he was only a viscling.
Height x He is 7ft 6. His size makes it hard to hide when needed, but he works with it.
Weight x Eragon is 430 pounds, a healthy weight.
Future Career x Work! What work?! This Viscet hates everything to do with the concept of "work", however wants to achieve his dreams. It get's quite complicated, as you must earn what you hope to achieve. If you can get into that hard head of his, maybe you can convince him so!
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★★ history.

Your past is what shapes you into the person you are today. Sometimes that is a bad thing. When Eragon was only a Viscling, he was calm, collected, and very fun. He used to be crowded by friends. His humour was considered inappropriate, however it was very funny. No one thought that he could change, but they only needed to look ahead. When he was only 10 years old, his family moved from South-Africa to New Jersey. Most people have moved countries at least once in their life and understand the difficulties it possesses. Eragon struggled for a long while with his move, trying to find his place in this strange new world. He went through a very hard time, trying to make friends seemed an impossibility. He began to discover qualities of himself that he never knew existed, most of them bad. That is when he discovered his love for Pranks. They weren't the funny pranks you see on TV, these were full-blown awful. He found that making others feel horrible lifted his spirits up, as they finally knew how he felt. He could certainly be compared to the Grinch, with his love all misery. He began to realize that he didn't need others in order to live his life, the only one he could rely on was himself. Pride clouded his vision. The only people he could not block out was his family, however hard he tried. He still possesses his arrogant attitude, however his pride is not as bad as it once was. He wouldn't consider himself a bully, however he is certainly not very pleasant to be around. Hopefully, in the future, he will become that pleasant Viscling once again. All he needs is a little true love.

★★ personality.

xxWhen meeting this Viscet for the first time, two words flash into your head. Arrogant. Jerk. There is no denying it, Eragon is the very opposite of someone you would want to hang out with. For some reason, this seems to attract others to him. Perhaps they find he is unique? Who knows. All I do know is Eragon needs to watch that bad temper of his!

★★

xxOnce you start to get to know him, you begin to realize the many aspects of his personality. From his stubbornness to his Romantic nature. Below you can read about each trait in turn.
Arrogant:
Eragon is incredibly arrogant. He believes that he, the mighty Viscet, is always right and can Always be counted on for the best advice. No one else will do, only him. In his quest for supremacy, he often puts people down in order to make himself feel grand. He is quite the jerk.
Stubborn:
This ties in closely with the above trait. Eragon cannot be made to do anything that he does not want to do. This can be both a good and bad thing. No chores, no job, no troubles. His few real friends try their best to put up with his stubbornness, yet there is a limit to all patience. He seems to never realize the limit and carries on the way he always had, with his head held high and his face in a slight, knowing smile.
Romantic/Flirty: Oh Boy, Eragon. This little guy is an extreme flirt. Like, bad. Any female he sees is his next target. The worst part about it is he has developed his technique in a way that makes you feel like he is genuinely interested in you. He entertains himself by acting Romantic, then dumping the female a week later. It is incredibly unfair, yet when did Eragon ever care about the feelings of others? At this rate, he will never find true love. He bounces around from one to the next, never staying long enough to seriously think about a life. His good looks do not help, as all the Viscets drool over him. He is playing with this privilege. Hopefully this will change one day.
Jokester/Prankster: Relationships aren't the only way this naughty creatures keep busy! Pranks are solid gold to an animal like him. The old banana peel trick, not good enough. Eragon takes pride in organizing large scale pranks. He slaves over them for days, fine tuning every detail, before watching them unfold. He loves watching the miserable reactions of his victims as they realize what had happened. Some of his pranks go on for days, others a couple minutes. Whatever the length, it brings Eragon a sick feeling of happiness. Misery is all his heart's content.

★★

xxThe same as all living creatures, Eragon has quirks. Some may be small, while others are very obvious. Let's begin with the small. Eragon has an obsession with wiggling his eyebrows. Every syllable, his eyebrows slide up and down, as if to punctuate his sentences. It must have come from a lifetime of flirting, where he used it to look cute, gone out of control. Another more obvious quirk is his sitting stance. When he sits, he always wraps his tail around his legs as many times as he can. If he is startled and needs to spring to his feet, he often trips over his tail due to it's close contact. No one knows where this came from, only that it is there... and annoying.

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★★ story.

Silence gripped the room with it's icy claws, digging deep into the heart of whoever was near. Time stretched out like a blanket, ready to unfold over them like darkness. This is what Eragon liked. The unbelieving stares of his last Victim seized him in an adrenaline. She was like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment. He tried his best to hide a grin from his face. The great Viscet has done it again. With a loud Huff! The female Viscet ran from the room, tears beginning to form in her eyes. As the door slammed shut, Eragon chuckled quietly to himself. Who would be next? Sick happiness seized him. No one could resist him. He could do what he liked. He strode to the nearby window and threw open the curtains, letting light stream in. A smug look stretched across his face. He was free. Flicking his tail, he turned around in an exaggerated movement and walked out the door. His day was not over yet. It was time for the plan.

Gently turning the knob of the schoolhouse doors, he paced into the sunlight. The winds were right, the temperature perfect. Glancing about, he found his target. A tall man, his head almost bald and wearing a black tuxedo, stepped into the school playground. He seemed confused. "Perfect." Mumbled Eragon. He had more emotions to deal with. He quickly concealed himself in a large mulberry bush. Today was going to be a simple, yet sweet, prank. Crouching low to the ground, he stalked forwards until he was almost a hairs width from the man. This was going to be easy. Getting ready to pounce, he pulled a small red blow horn
from his wristband. Without further hesitation, he pushed the button. A loud, resounding bellow came from the machine. Startled, the young man jumped high into the air. Eragon wiggled his hindquarters, then pounced.
He hit the man straight in the back. Ungracefully, the human began to fall. Too late he realized where. A small puddle, too small to have noticed beforehand, loomed. Time seemed to slow.
The poor teenager landed in the puddle with a satisfying "Splash!" Mud covered his beautiful suit. He began to yell in anger. Eragon did not hear a word. He was already halfway down the street. His paws thumped on the asphalt as his heart beat wildly in his chest. A look of happiness flashed across his face, replaced by determination. Today has been a good day.

★★ story 2.

Wind buffeted the windows, making them shake in their panels. Eery creaking echoed throughout the house, creating a weird atmosphere. Nothing living seemed to reside in the old brick house. A flicker of movement racing through the shadows as a door slid open. In stepped a tall creature. It stopped and scented the air, alert for any signs of life. None registered. It stuck one foot inside, careful to not break the rotting wooden boards. Rain began to drop down onto the roof, which in turn began to drip down into the house. Picking up it's courage, it stepped fully inside. "Come on.." It hissed silently. In snuck another shadow, shaking the rain off of it's sodden pelt. "Ray, I don't like this place." It ventured, afraid of the leader's reaction. "Stop being such a wimp." It replied simply but sternly. Deep inside, the Viscet understood his friend's uncertainty. This place was odd. Flicking his tail in a silent signal, they began to pad single file into the darkness.

Time passed slowly, trickling on like an endless stream. The two animals slowly regained their courage, searching throughout the debris. In a low, unsettling voice, the creature the colour of dying ember began to speak. " A long time ago, there was a family here." He prodded around in the debris. " They left. No one knows why, or where they went." He started again, stopping once more to lift a floorboard. The piece of wood disintegrated before his eyes. " But they were here." He ended finally, his voice hardly a whisper. A chill ran through him, but not of fear. He was struggling to suppress a chuckle. He could sense the unease of his partner, and enjoyed it. Bending low, he uncovered a strange item. It seemed to be a necklace. It was entirely black with soot, yet he could make out what the pendant was. It was a young child, carved in wood. He began to put the string around his head, feeling satisfied as it bounced against his chest. Without warning, he leaped around and raced for the entrance. His friend was left alone. With a yelp of terror, the young Viscet followed. What he found was devastating to him. The handsome leader was lying on the floor, laughing until his sides hurt. With a look of confusion, the victim looked around. Between laughing fits, the ember creature was able to choke out three words. "You..are...hilarious!" He cried, tears forming in his eyes. Anger blazed in the eyes of the victim. "How dare you!" It yelled, racing off into the surrounding forest without a backwards glance. This was what it was all about. With one last chuckle, he threw a glance back at the house. "I'll be keeping this." He muttered to half to himself. Then he disappeared into the night.

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★★ Accessories.
This Viscet's most prized possession is his little, moldy necklace. He is very fond if it and have even named it, Alex. He carries it around his neck everywhere he goes. To him, it is a symbol of his life. He has gone through a lot, however has stood the test of time just like the pendant. You must NEVER touch it or he will claw your ears off. The story of how he first received it is written above.

★★ likes.

✔ Jokes
✔ Pranks
✔ Adrenaline
✔ Being Right
✔ A couple friends
✔ Feeling satisfied
✔ Work paying off
✔ Watermelon

★★ dislikes.

✘ Too much work
✘ Waking up early
✘ Being forced to do something
✘ Being Outwitted
✘ Elephants
✘ The colour Blue

★★ facts.

▼ He will do any dare
▼ He loves Cinematography
▼ He can run incredibly fast, which is handy in pranks
▼ He stutters over the letter D.
▼ He cares about his Family
▼ He feels guilty sometimes (Sometimes mind you)

★★ favourites.

★ Song: Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) By Kelly Clarkson
★ Place: A small cavern in the woods near his house. He generally goes there to think.
★ Food: Sloppy Joe Sandwiches. There is nothing like stuffing yourself with fat!
★ Viscet: Uh, no one! No one is trustworthy! ( Or is there something Eragon is not saying...)
★ Color: Blue. Not the light blue like the sky, but a dark, ocean blue.
★ Animal: The gazelle. He marvels at there speed and agility.
★ Season: Eragon enjoys summer because he can stay outside for long periods of time planning a prank.
★ Time: 3 Pm, the time everyone finishes school. Perfect time for jokes!
★ Game: Monopoly. He does not know why, but he enjoys it immensely.
★ Sport: Eragon loves Hockey. He finds it is exciting to watch. He would love to try it someday.
★ Smell: The wet, earthy smell after a rain. It reminds him of when he was a Viscling in Africa.

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★★ relations.

•Abbey• Poor Abbey! Abbey is a serious victim to Eragon's pranks. He tried to do the relationship dump, however she is not interested in any relationships to begin with. In order to make up for that, she is constantly getting pranked by him. Putting food colouring in her water, blowing the little fog horn... these are all things he has pulled on Abbey. Even though his constant attitude is a bit annoying, she continues to treat him nicely. He is very confused with her. Maybe a little bit of her self-control will rub off on big ol' Eragon.

•Cecil• This relationship, the same as the above, is purely based on pranks. When Cecil is caring for his blind little boy, he is an easy target for a master prankster like Eragon. Cecil has had multiple things happen to him while caring for his child. However, he deals with it differently than Abbey. The therapy Viscet get's angry. Unheard of! So far, Cecil has never been able to catch him, however when he does I'm sure he will give the naughty creature a good lesson.

•Ra'Heidra• Few words are needed to describe the relationship between these two.Partner in crime. Ra'Heidra adores to see the misery of others, which matched very well with Eragon. They often join together in order to create large-scale pranks. However, they are more than just work buddies. They care about each other. Not in a romantic way, just as friends. This is certainly something to say for Eragon. Whenever the other is feeling down, the two of them go out and make the other feel better. They enjoy the each other's company. The fact that Eragon would be willing to sacrifice his time in order to help another being is incredible in itself. He rarely does so for even his family. Hopefully more relationships like these will begin to pop into his life.


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★★ poem.

Someone Like Me
➳ Why do I do this?
➳ Because of the Bliss
➳ It fills my heart up
➳ Overflows my Cup
➳ Care to try me?
➳ I'm a shifting sea
➳ No one can stay
➳ With someone like me

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Thank you so much for this chance. I have worked incredibly hard for this big boy and put a lot of thought into it. I would be honoured to give him a home. I hope the winner appreciates this incredible bab for who he is! Have fun judging, and good luck to all

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[SilverSamurai]

this will end at the rollover tonight

[Hail.]

Marking to see the winner :3