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This one is loosely based off of a few different insect species, mainly the invasive asian longhorn beetle.

This will be a pretty free range writing competition. Come up with a fun and creative prompt to describe their personality as best you can. Whether its describing their relationships, hobbies, daily life, whatever you want to focus on (or a combination of things), make sure it creates a well rounded character!

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Mutations: //Vinetail (Event Rare) | Antenna (Event Rare)//


End Date: 5/20/17

[dzo]

Username: ~Prophecy~
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Gender: Female (Any pronouns; usually called "it")
Writing: "Castanea sativa" "No, It is required of you."
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[Parasitic Rat]

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Name
つる (Tsuru)
Vine in Japanese

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Female
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What Can this Viscet Do To Get Inside Enemy Territory?
"Ah- so you're expectin' a story from me, yes? I guess I have to give, since no one else can tell, and no one else knows. Please, sit back and listen closely to my answer to your question."
Storm clouds started rolling in quickly, as Tsuru took cover under a tarp. She looked back at the soldiers who followed her lead, glaring slightly.
"Listen, you can't just sit here and sulk. You have to stay strong in this situation." She said firmly.
"But- our families-" Some one started, but was quickly cut off.
"Quiet, don't think about them right now. You can when we get back to base." She said, looking away for a second, as if she were sad. She looked back quickly, "Stay strong, soldier. Follow my lead." She turned and ducked under a few crates, staring at the camp that was just ahead.

The soldiers followed her lead as she opened the crate in front of her.
"Put these on." She said, pulling out some clothes the the enemies wore. She watched them as she already had hers on, cloth wrapped around her snout with a hood over her head, and camouflage shirt and cargo pants. The soldiers wore combat boots, as well, while Tsuru had an AK47 in one paw.
"Let's go." She muttered, starting off toward the camp without a fear. The soldiers followed quietly behind.

Thinking they were one of them, the gate-keeper opened the gate and allowed them in. Tsuru looked at the soldiers.
"Adventure like your a citizen. I'm goin' to find their boss." She said firmly, nodding sharply before turning and running off. The soldiers did as told, while Tsuru put the gun in the bag she had on, and continued on her way.

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"Daktae." Tsuru shouted through the quiet hall that led to the room the boss was in, Daktae.
"What- Tsuru? How did-" He started, but was cut off quickly.
"Listen to me, Daktae," she said harshly, dropping the mask and pulling out her gun, aiming it at him, "we can do this the hard way or the easy way." She hissed as he stepped down, walking in front of her as she had the gun on his back.

As they walked, Daktae had his hands behind his head, scared out of his mind. She shoved him out of the gates before calling out to her soldiers, who came quickly.
"Restrain him." She ordered, which they did. She turned and whistled a loud, yet soft, tune to the air. A swarm of beetles and all sorts of flying insects emerged from all sides, attacking the civilians. She shut the gate and looked back at Daktae.

"You will no longer take control of us." She hissed.
"You're no leader, Vine." He shot back.
"I'm probably better than what you'd be."
"I am a leader."
"Not anymore." She laughed, kind of like a psycho, as she pressed the gun to his head.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" He growled.
"No- not here. Pick him up and take him back to base," she ordered, crouching and staring directly into his eyes, a smile growing across her muzzle, "I have something planned for him."

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As they made it back, Tsuru took Daktae and put him in a dungeon. She hung him upside-down by his ankles, with shackles that latched and pulled on both of his arms.
"Have a good life~." Tsuru smiled at him before shutting the dungeon door.
"Wait- you can't leave me here!" He shouted, words muffled as he did, the sound getting farther away as she walked, "I'll die! I'd rather die instantly than sit here- hey! I know you can hear me! HEY!"
Tsuru just laughed, closing the entrance door into the dungeon behind her, locking it.

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It was quiet now; so quiet you could hear the trees brushing against each other, while the wind silently howled. There were no more attacks, and there was no more Daktae. Tsuru bent down and pressed her paw, and head, against a grave stone.
"I did it, mom, dad," she whispered, tears running down her cheeks as she croaked out, "I did it for you..."
"Tsuru... We are proud. Proud of you. You are strong, now, Tsuru; do not cry, as you know that we will forever and always be with you." A echoing voice said. Tsuru looked up at the grave, yet nothing was there.
"You're not going crazy, Tsuru. We do have a limited time here... to visit, yes." Another voice said.
"What..?" Tsuru asked, looking up at two glowing figures of her parents, eyes wide.
"We'll never leave your side.." The male said, smiling at her.
"My precious Tsuru..." The female said, putting a paw against Tsuru's face before they vanished from sight, instantly. Tsuru looked back at the graves and smiled softly, more tears flowing down. She hugged both of the stones tightly before standing, wiping the tears and standing straight.
"See you later, mom, dad." She said softly, before giving a slights salute then turning around and walking off. Thunder sounded in the distance as it began to rain, while Tsuru happily ran off back to the base.

Now that's a story only I could tell.
872 Words
Daktae is a human, btw
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[corgiboy]

they call me C142 but please if you will, just call me Captain.

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Username: Steampunkalec
codename: C142
Name: Captain
Gender: male

Story:
"Captain! Captain!  host, he calling for your assistance in a
matter sir...  Oh come on sir wake up!"
A voice rang out it.  Captain opened an eye looking at the
viscet for a second before closing his eyes again "just a few
more...solar sycals " he rumbled out of his mouth turning
over and going back to sleep.
the viscet rolled his eyes prying open his sleep chamber
causing a cold gust to go through it,
"oh come on can't you just let a guy sleep I'll die if I have
to do anything" He whinnied now covering his face from the light.
"host needs you"
"the kid can handle himself it'll give him a lesson in life such as
he can't have everything he wants when he wants it"
Captian said opening an eye to glare at the viscet.
"host will die if you don't help him, come on he is just a kid."
"he can learn from it." He said falling back to sleep closed the
one eye and shutting his chamber again.
He could barely hear it in his slumber but he felt the door to his
sleep chamber being tugged open again and the familiar sent
waved itself back in causing him to get annoyed.
"fine fine fine ill get up give me a break I barely slept"
"you have been sleeping for 3 days straight.," He replied staring
at him blankly and captain just shrugged.
Captain rolled his eyes open. He didn't want to awake from the
nice dream he was having but he knew something was wrong if
Host was calling... Host usually had everything handled quite
nicely and when things got bad it was hard for the guy to call for
help cause he was such a hard head... So if he was calling that is
how he knew the little spy got himself into some deep trouble. 
Captain slowly awake from his sleep chamber they had to sleep in
chambers to keep their blood levels at a stable... They were in
space after all.
he took a deep breath in counting numbers in his mind as if taking
in the last few second he would be able to close his eyes before
sitting
up and then standing up he was a little wobbly for he has taken a
much longer nap due to all the stress he has gone through for the
past month of fixing robots that were going out of control on the
planet Splered. The planet was known for its laziness of its people not
wanting to do anything and building robots to do everything for them.

sometimes he thought the planet deserved what it got, he had to work
and not complain about it one bit even though he risks his life for people
everyday and doesn't get a single break other than an "oh your still alive...
we need you to go to this planet and blah blah blah" but he had his
orders and it's not like he could not follow them even if he really didn't
want to do it, no one wants their brains fried by the government. He
was now looking around his room his eyes scanning the area for the person
that had once been in there to tell him the news about host needing him.

he took his time he was sure host could handle himself for about five more
minutes the kid had to learn to be patient somehow. he grabbed his gun with
his long vine like tail, it may have gotten in the way during missions but
it was nice to have when you didn't want to grab the remote that his just
too far to reach and your on the couch and its all nice...and comfy.
Back to
the tiopic at hand stop thinking about comfy couches. His gun was silver
with blue outlining a small tip and a big cercular sphere for a middle that
held the lazor fire . the handle was black and fit nicely in his paw he held it
for a moment before looking up snapping out of whatever story thing he
was thinking about when holding his gun, it had a lot of stories to think about.
Exiting the room he now made his way to the portal chamber
"Okay I'm ready for transport to bring keep other units on standby just in case."
He hollered over to the control desk. The viscet nodded to him before
pressing a few buttons
getting the machine ready to transport him. He closed his eyes every time
he teleported he felt like he was being shattered into a million pieces but not
in a sick and painfully but in a weird one, it was hard to explain.

[funderful;;]

wip!

username: funderful;;
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gender: female, dmab
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res with the following notes:
- was part of a kingdom, as a queen
- has been exiled
- for every step they take, flowers bloom in their footsteps- but the plants that appear depends on mood
- they can control plantlife, as well as create life out of the plants and create plants themselves
- each plant created has their own power/ability that cam be used
- has met eithne and garnet
- one of bijoux's many enemies
- very charismatic, nurturing, and blissful, but has a darkside
- has a lot of knowledge of plants and herbs
- can make medicines, spells, etc with plants and herbs

prompt idea:
- what are the "roots" of this viscet?

[please don't steal!]

[.sharky]

Username: Sharky
Name: wip
Gender: wippity
Writing: wip

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Mark

[Gallifrey]

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Marking! Finally a writing competition, I'm excited.

[Unleashed Squiid]

Mark

[iBrevity]

this kid is pretty cute <3