[_Alex_]

username ;; ShimmerSolarPets
name ;; Nicholas Guseni
gender ;; Male
gender for breeding ;; Male
form ;; xxx


I present to you, the first staff viscet of the event!
I have to say i'm excited, as this is my first (and perhaps only) viscet i've made for y'all to adopt.
This one was based (obviously) on the color palette given for the archivists and some random cattle i saw while driving around the dirt roads with my dad.

For this one, I want you to tell me about what they do for a living. Are they a rancher? A biochemist? A hero bent on saving the world? Do they love their job? Or do they hate it? Did they dream of this profession since they were a kid? Or did they discover it late in life.

You have 300 words max to tell me just what their job/career/occupation is. Another 300 words max to tell me what they think of their job/career/occupation. And 1250 words max to tell me a story that has to do with their job. You may also include up to 1 art extra (no comics or animations) and 1 writing extra of 500 words, which may not be added to any of the above prompts.

end date is tba at a later date.



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[b]username ;; [/b]
[b]name ;; [/b]
[b]gender ;; [/b]
[b]gender for breeding ;; [/b]

[b]what is their job? ;; [/b] (300 words maximum) (required)
[b]what do they think of it? ;; [/b] (300 words maximum) (required)
[b]job related story ;; [/b] (1250 words maximum) (required)

[b]writing extra ;; [/b] (500 words max) (optional)
[b]art extra ;; [/b] (1 piece. no comics/animations) (optional)




mutations ::
smooth horns - uncommon
curled tail - event rare

[tiny little box]

username ;; tiny little box
name ;; amelia
gender ;; female
gender for breeding ;; female

what is their job? ;; (300 words maximum) (required) they make Cotten blankets.Mark
what do they think of it? ;; (300 words maximum) (required)

[crackerbox_palace]

res with being a shepherd ~

[Vixen Luo]

super precious omg
All these little fluffy tails are ;u; <3

[Angelus Gaston]

username ;; Angelus Gaston
name ;; Reaper
gender ;; Female
gender for breeding ;; Female

what is their job? ;;
Reaper is a Dragoon an elite group of humans and Viscet’s trained to kill Dragon’s or in Reapers case tame one. Trained from a Viscling Reaper was taught how to track and kill Dragons wearing light armor strong enough to with stand Dragon Fire and the claws and teeth of these mighty beast’s and often time’s wielding nothing but a lance the group would track down any Dragon’s and dispatch them without question.
Reaper is only one of a few Viscet’s trained to be a Dragoon smaller and lighter than most she was handpicked by the trainer and raised with the humans she treats as her brothers.

what do they think of it? ;;
It’s the only thing I know, I haven’t had much exposer outside of being a Dragoon and most normal people seem to fear us for some unknown reason, so yea I enjoy my work just not the killing that it brings.

job related story ;;

The fog was just starting to lift when the first rays of dawn started to show over the horizon, the birds just starting to wake soon fill the dawn with their song. The Viscet on watch scanned the red horizon for any signs of life the first faint beat of a wing or the shadow of the huge winged Creature she had been trained to kill and she would raise the alarm for her brothers. Breathing deeply she took in the smells of the damp earth and the last of the winter frost which was slowly making it’s retreat as spring crept in the fog lifting to show the vast land which lay around the walled city, meadows, forests and a huge lake sprawled as far as the eyes could see only to be broken up by the jagged peaks of the mountain were they lived. She curled her lips as she thought about them huge scaled creatures which the humans called dragons.

The sound of light armor made her turn her head seeing her brother she lowered her head in a greeting the man smiling behind his helm as he petted her mane “Nice work Reaper your free to go” he said leaning his Lance against the wall. She didn’t really understand his words but she knew the queue to take a brake grabbing her own Lance in her paws she put it over her shoulder and went towards the barracks, the farmers awake watched the young armored Viscet as she passed hushed whispers falling on well trained ears she pushed the door open taking in the scent of the men and her room before flopping on her bed catching the sleep she had missed out on during her watch.

A few hours passed when she was woke from a deep sleep by the sound of the alarm a Dragon had been spotted jumping up she grabbed her lance and followed the men who had also been catching up on their sleep. Stopping by the barracks door they looked skywards as the huge winged creature flew overhead blacking out the sun and sky, the yells of the humans rang in her ears as they made for cover before being drowned out by the roar of the dragon “take your places “the Master yelled and Reaper felt the thrill of the hunt. Lifting her Lance to her shoulder she took her place on the wall watching her brothers every movements no one had to speak they had done this so many time’s they all knew what to do working as one as they had done so many times it was as easy as breathing to them.

The deafening cheers of the humans as the dragon fell but there was one thing on Reapers mind looking around to see how many of her brothers had fallen in the fight she sighed it was dangerous work and only the best survived, it was a harsh world and you learned not to grow to attached to those around you in case they never made it back. Dropping of the wall she came face to face with the Dragon it wasn’t as big as they had first thought and it was slightly different from what they had been use to the wing’s in the place of the front limbs this type only having two legs instead of four she couldn’t remember what it had been called poking it with her lance she growled lightly “Reaper your on patrol “she turned to look at the Caption the injured being treated she nodded giving the Dragon one last prod before she walked off to join the others for the Patrol.

The land was vast deer would lift there head from grazing watching the armour clad humans and Viscet as they passed, rabbits shooting for their burrows afraid that these weird creatures may be a predator aiming to make a meal of them. Was this how the humans felt every time a Dragon showed its face Reaper wondered was there anything alive which could pray on a Dragon? Stopping to look skywards the sun warming the land there was no sign of any threat from above there wasn’t even a cloud to mar the perfect blue, splitting off to cover more ground her and her partner made their way in to the forest. Reaper never did understand why they had to patrol as they never found anything they always got attacked by the big ones when they were in the village but it always made a nice change to get away from the walls turning she could hear the man with her talking away an odd habit every one of them had when with her did they think one of these days she would speak to them, laughing to herself she followed him finishing up there patrol.

Turning to go back something caught the Viscets eyes going over she saw it was an egg white in colour with a few coloured specs on it, it looked like a Viscets egg. Looking around she didn’t see anyone or anything bending to touch the egg it was starting to cool no Viscet in their right mind would willing abandon an egg. Lifting the smooth object she stashed it away in her bag “Reaper you coming you’re going to miss out on dinner if you don’t hurry up “the guy yelled she got up and jogged towards him the egg safely stowed in her bag as they headed towards the city.

Who knew that such a small egg would change the whole view on a group.
Reaper kept the egg taking it upon herself to keep it warm and safe stashing it in her bag whenever they went on patrol, keeping it in the barracks whenever the alarm went off so as it didn’t get crushed in a fight making shore no one who wasn’t one of her Dragoon Brothers every went near it. She didn’t know how long she had before it started to crack and move but when it did happen the group were in for a surprise.

Watching as the egg shell began to crack the young Viscet moved in to take a closer watching as the first hole appeared and got bigger the tiny form which pushed its way from the shell made the Viscet and the few men back of a young dragon lay in what remained of its shell looking up at the group of humans and Viscet all capable of ending it’s young life but no one seemed to move instead watching as Reaper moved in to touch it something in the Viscet seem to stay her hand having looked after this tiny frail creature as an egg she felt something pride that she managed to hatch something so small.
Turning to the men know she hoped that at least something in them would stay there blades.

writing extra ;;

The beating of wings and primal roar of the Dragon it was something that at one time would send the Village in to a panic but not this time watching the shadow approach a rider upon its back this one little thing had given the Dragoons the thing they needed to be on equal footing with the Dragons wings.

After Reaper found the Dragon egg and refused to kill the small fire breathing monster they soon realized that they had something which could really help in their fight. Watching as the dragon and Viscet landed the group moved in to help the young Viscet of her mount “you both got faster” the trainer said looking at her and the young Dragon she had learnt to nearly become one with him matching her breathing perfectly with the dragon feeling every movement as they had glided along the sky. It was her job to patrol the sky now to give a warning to those behind the wall of the approaching threat or if she could prevent them from ever getting close enough they had a bond something no one could break. It had taken her awhile to pursued them not to hurt him after finding a way to write down her thought she took any and all responsibility on herself providing him with a safe place and plenty of food with help from a few of the other men. When he was large enough to take a rider he was trained to carry her and a few of the men he was close to becoming the wings they needed.

Watching the men as they practiced she kept a close eye on the sky feeling the scaled nose of the dragon in her back she laughed and reached to touch him the hue on his scaled changing from light blue to dark as the clouds passed over the sun a perfect contrast to her fur and armor she heard a yell for dragon the men scrambled for their place lance in hand she took to her mount again ready for another fight.

[rabbit.]

Mork

[mellow yellow.]

Bork mork

[Esther~]

mark

[~Teya~]

t-that tail its killin me ;0; its so cute

[Blazestar-FireClan]

username ;; Blazestar-FireClan
name ;; Tulip
gender ;; Female
gender for breeding ;; Female

what is their job? ;; Tulip is an explorer
what do they think of it? ;; Tulip loves her job, as she loves being outdoors
job related story ;; Tulip stared at the giant row of huge rocks and trees. "How are we going to get past that?" She asked her partner. Her partner shrugged. "I dunno." "Oh, Percy! Your head is full of fluff, isn't it!" "What's that supposed to mean?" "Oh, Percy! Just shut it, would you!" She stared at the towering trees. She swallowed. "This is gonna be a long day, Percy. We have to climb over it." "What! Over that entire thing!? In one day!? No way!" "Would you rather sit here and starve?!" He followed her up. It was going to be a long day. She grabbed her way up, branch by branch by branch. Finally, two days of climbing were over. They reached the other side. "See, Percy? I told you we'd get over! You owe me five bucks." "Oh fine, Tulip."

writing extra ;; nope
art extra ;; nope