[grifforik]

This is a PFCFS viscet! Meaning it will end at the top of page 3, you CANNOT edit your form, and you may not mark. GOod luck!!!

Username: XxPawlinexX
Name: Elliot (Ellie)
Gender: Female
Gender for breeding purposes: Female
Owned as of: 10/20/17

Rules:
1. DO NOT EDIT YOUR FORM!!! There is no marking for this one.
2. Fill out the full form.
3. The story you create MUST be written by you, and should be written about this 'cet.
4. DO NOT COPY AND PASTE FROM ANOTHER FORM PLEASE. This WILL disqualify you.
5. Have fun!

Form:

Code: Select all

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Gender for breeding purposes:
Halloween Gif: (can be any kind of gif related to halloween)
Pumpkin Gif: (Needs to have something to do with pumpkins)
Personality: (Small blurb on their personality, needs to be over 200, under 400 words)
Short Spooky story: (Tell me a story about this 'cet, something spooky that happened to them or something spooky they did, must be over 500 words. No limit after 500.)

Mutations:
None

End date:
PFCFS - Ends at the top of page 3.

[Thebattleangel]

Username:
.Skye.

Name:
Hallow

Gender:
Male

Gender for breeding purposes:
Male

Halloween Gif:


Pumpkin Gif:


Personality:
Hallow is what some would call the devil, especially on Halloween, he is through fully evil and extremely arrogant and has no heart whatsoever, he always speaks in a sarcastic tone with not a care in the world, he is cold blooded and quite frankly could not care if every Viscet became extinct before his very eyes, he is a deceitful guy who will use anything he can against anyone he comes across, he will use his looks against people, he has no soul and will turn on anyone he can the first chance he gets, he likes to stay mysterious so no one may recognize his him while he does his evil dirty work, when halloween emerges its best not to approach him or it will result in your immediate demise, halloween is when his power is at its extreme allowing him to do absolutely anything he can possibly set his mind to, he is utterly cruel to others, he treats others like their existence does not mean anything to him, which is how he mentally thinks about the world, he believes that no one matters in the world but him, that he was destined to be king of this miserable world he was born in.

Short Spooky story:
Hallow was pacing around the room, back and forward over and over again,
"Comet, you know full well what today is",
He said angrily,
"Halloween, yes I know Hallow",
"Then why on earth aren't we prepared to attack all those miserable trick or treaters on earth!",
"Plans don't take a day Hallow!",
His anger grew more, his face displayed it all,
"Comet, I have the right mind to send you down there with them and create your demise as well!",
I kept my mouth firmly shut, watching his every move, his eyes glowing a brighter color every step he made, he approached me and tried to take a swing at me, but I easily blocked it,
"I'm your ally not your enemy you dimwitted fool",
I said at a hiss,
"Gahhh, figure out a plan Comet, and fast",
He looked into my eyes, I knew what he was saying and just how serious he was about what he said, he wanted the earth viscets to be extinct just as much as I did so we could move our forces there and rule the earth together, with his power, and my strategy we were going to rule,
"Well?",
He said impatiently, I turned my head to look out our large ships windows, the stars were turning orange as they always did on this day, I lowered my head,
"Hallow, if we send the ground troops at night in the shadows so they cannot be seen, we can attack from the inside, then we will come in and finish them off, the world will be ours",
He smiled evil like which I returned,
"That's brilliant Comet, I applaud your plan, really",
I knew he was lying, he was never that sincere to me, or anyone for that matter, I nodded, I picked up my sword embedded with magma and heaved it onto my shoulder,
"We leave at dawn, it will then take us half an hour to enter earth's atmosphere, so we will be there at first star definitely in time, like always, we have been preparing for this day for years, Comet, our dreams are finally coming together, this is magnificent don't you think?",
"Indeed Hallow, evil will unite creating the demise of this miserable planet called earth, and soon it will be the entire atmosphere under our ruling, we will be unstoppable, the most powerful rulers in the entire universe",
He laughed,
"I admire your moxy Comet, I am glad we are allys, we better get to training so we will definitely be victorious".

The stars flew a bright orange, symbolizing that it was night where we were aiming to attack, we had already entered earth's atmosphere and our ground troops are already suited up and are ready to attack on our command, Hallow was already waiting for me on land when I exited our grand ship,
"Are you ready my greatest ally?"
I nodded, he raised his sword in the air and lowered it so it was pointing forward,
"Charge my soldiers! For we will be victorious!".

Comet and Hallow went on to fight, they became victorious and overthrew earth,
but, Hallow eventually betrayed Comet and left him for dead, but little does Hallow know is that Comet actually survived and was and is still looking for revenge.

[Nero The Corgi King]

res, i'll fill out the form as soon as I have time

[grifforik]

Please read the rules, this will end friday OR at the top of page 3, whichever comes first!

[Yunjin]

Username: XxPawlinexX
Name: Elliot (Ellie)
Gender: Female
Gender for breeding purposes: Female
Halloween Gif:
Pumpkin Gif:
Personality: This 'cet has a special appreciation for Halloween. She loves horror, whether it be book or movie, she loves the thrill of being scared. She doesn't mind being pounced upon when she opens her door, and generally ends up laughing. Ellie isn't easily spooked or scared off, as she's as stubborn as a mule. Though she makes friends easily, she's quite gullible as she's just a bit too trusting. Also, this viscet is known for taking in stray animals (especially cats/kittens!), as Ellie can't stand to see anything so helpless wandering around alone on the streets. Generally, she's warm and caring, but when provoked, she has quite a temper. Ellie has been known to throw a few temper tantrums, though this rarely occurs, as she mostly keeps her wrath in check. Her favorite food has got to be pumpkin pie, specifically made by her grandmother. She can sit for hours munching on this delicious treat (she's eaten 3 in one sitting). Ellie has a bad habit of chewing on her nails whenever she's nervous, touching her neck if she's feeling shy, and biting the inside of her cheek when she tells a lie. Even though she isn't a perfectionist, Ellie always tries to put all her effort into whatever task she is focused on, even if it's gardening or simply dusting her tidy bookshelf.
Short Spooky story: Ellie removed her glove and wiped the sweat from her brow. She stood up, grunting as her tired joints struggled to cooperate. Letting a minute smile play upon her lips as she observed her work, she was quite satisfied with her efforts. Just as she began to refocus herself on the next task on her list, watering the plants she had just placed into the soil, that's when she heard it. A lonesome screech, coming from the dark woods along the side of her house. Blinking, she thought to herself, "..I'm sure it was nothing. Me and my overreactive imagination.. Pfft.. Probably just an owl or something." As soon as she had picked up the watering can, a voice crept from the forbidding forest, "Oh.. come play with me. I'm so lonely..Please..?" From what she could make out, it sounded much like a young child, high pitched, and certainly innocent. Was the poor kid lost in the dark forest, alone? She shivered at the thought, and decided it would most likely be best if she would just drop by, to see if things were really alright, as she couldn't seem to shake the feeling that grasped her.
As soon as she set a paw into the forest, she instantly regretted it. Yet, the voice called out, "I'm over here.." the voice warbled, in a somewhat sing-song voice. Ellie grimaced and stepped much deeper into the forest, which seemed to blot out all the sunlight so that soon, she was walking in near darkness. Just as she was about to turn back, she heard the voice call out to her once more, " Aw.. you're leaving me? Pity. I really want to play.." By now, the viscet was beginning to get jumpy, and every word seemed to strike a nerve. With just a slight whimper, she broke out into a run, not knowing where home was, as it had blended together with the looming horizon long ago. Heedless of where her paws were taking her, she continued running, stumbling over tree roots, stepping on fallen branches, and plunging headfirst into danger as she ran, her eyes already blurred my the tears threatening to pour out of her eyes. At this point, she didn't care where she ran, as long as it was away from that voice that seemed to follow her. Then, something struck her, flat across the chest, knocking the wind out of her.
Sucking in a wretched breath, she looked up for once, not knowing what had hit her. The manor was enormous beyond description, and so decorated with cobwebs, littered skeletons, and finally complete with an iron gate across it. Ellie struggled to let a little air leak down her windpipe, and she sat in a trance for a bit to regain her composure once more. Blinking wearily, she thought, "I must be close to home.. maybe I can get someone to drive me back." Squaring her sagging shoulders, she pushed the squeaky gate, and it gave way without her having to put much effort into it. She stepped into the yard, and began the long walk down the driveway, which was surrounded by withered trees. They were once thriving, but now, it seemed neglected and lonely, like the manor, which she realized as she approached the once grand house. She lifted up a paw to knock, but it swung wide open revealing a shadowy hallway. "How very cliche.." then shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she continued into the yet darker realm. The door blinded her, as it seemed so long that she had last seen light. It seemed warm and inviting, and she readily pushed the door open to reveal an ornate library, complete with a tea set and an old fashioned fireplace.
"Hello..?" Her vocals, echoing around the room, made it seem as if there was more than just her in the room. As thoughts of comfort and home began to fill her head, she blinked, and everything seemed to go out as if someone had covered a lamp with a basket. The fireplace, crackling lively, had become barren, filled only with ashes and scorch marks, merely remnants of the bright, warm light, that had originally occupied the space. The tea cup had fallen, smashed to bits on the cold, uninviting floor. The window curtains had been shredded, as if someone had attempted to tear them down, but only made it halfway through the process, leaving some excess cloth dangling from the top of the window. "Play with me..." it called, this time closer, from the middle of the hallway. The sound, no longer innocent and sweet sounding, was more like a teasing, something like a wolf playing with its prey before it rushed in for the final kill. All of a sudden, Ellie felt like a piece of prey.. to some unseen force.
Paws softly touching the worn wood, she ventured back out into the hallway, but as she groped around, looking for the exit so that she could escape from this nightmare she was trapped in. "Oh.. over here..Elliot." it said yet again. Ellie let out an involuntary gasp, "How did it know me??" A bright ray of light led her to yet another door. An exit perhaps..? The doorknob was scorching hot, and she hissed through her teeth as soon as she made contact with it. Studying it closely, she decided that a door would not separate her from freedom. With a deep breath, she kicked it in, and wood splinters shattered everywhere as it collapsed underneath her. However, it left her quite unbalanced, and she fell forward, on her face. The sharp wood jabbed her face, and she stood up in much pain, from both her face and hand, which was now covered with red blisters.
Just ahead, she could see a door, leading outside. Wanting to cry from joy, she ran forward, not thinking, without the slightest hint of hesitation, she ran towards the light, towards her only means of escape.
Ellie was never prepared for the gap that she fell into. Tumbling down.. down.. down.. farther and farther away from the light. The viscet knew all hope was lost, and squeezed her eyes shut in remorse.
She awoke in her room, in a cold sweat surrounded by the familiar objects she had known for years. Ellie cried, so overjoyed she was home, but they were silenced when she heard, "Come play again.. little Elliot, don't keep me waiting..."

[AvocadoLawyer]

Username:

AvocadoLawyer

Name:

Ichabod

Gender:

Male

Gender for breeding purposes:

Male

Halloween Gif:



Pumpkin Gif:



Personality:

Ichabod is a very spooky fellow. He loves Halloween with a passion. Anything that has to do with his beloved holiday he eats up. He enjoys everything about it and never misses a single beat of the holiday. He is very close to those he cares about and is always looking to make friends. He is a bit out there but he is always considerate. He loves doing anything that reminds him of Halloween. He goes ghost hunting, listening to spooky stories, and taking late night strolls. Ichabod loves to mess around with people and pull harmless pranks. Despite that he is quite harmless and cares about every living creature around him. Jack has a huge heart and is very gentle. Ichabod is very quick and loves to run around, which is why he enjoys his brisk midnight walks so much. Ichabod also has a great love for camping in the woods. Nothing can beat a warm toasty fire in the brisk chilling woods. As you gaze at the whispering flames and twinkling sky, eating as many s'mores as you can. Ichabod always tries his best to include everyone in whatever he is up to. He is very social but also can have a solo side to him but that isn’t seen very often. He loves eating candy corn and baking special Halloween treats. He is very guilty of having a large sweet tooth. Ichabod has had a troubled past but that is behind him know, he now just tries to focus on the good things in life.

Short Spooky story:

It was very late one hallows eve when Ichabod was walking around. Ichabod has an unwavering love for taking a brisk walk late at night. He always enjoyed the chilly air that would whisk and brush against his coat. He always enjoyed watching the stars and the moon. However, this night there was something different in the air. Ichabod had noticed it but took no heed to it. The feeling grew deeper and deeper into the pit of his stomach until he finally decided to take another path. Ichabod wasn’t know for being a scardy cat but he knew to trust his gut. So, with his gut warning him he took a leave of his normal path. He turned into the woods, heading down a path that not many took. He walked throughout the twisting and turning forest into the heart of the forest. The moon cast down onto the forest, bringing forth colors of deep blues and greens. They danced around Ichabod as he moved swiftly throughout the woods. Finally he met the heart of the forest. He came to a halt and sat down gazing around him. Then he heard a heartbeat. Like, the forest’s heart had actually started to beat. (thumb thumb thumb). The wind began to blow around him, almost like a dance. Then in a transparent haze figures began to move closer to him. Ichabod’s eyes widened but he wasn’t exactly scared. The figures came closer and closer to him, they stayed transparent but became clearer. One brushed up behind him and bowed to him, as if to invite him to a dance. The viscet ghost began to dance in the heart of the forest. Ichabod not one to be rude, joined in dancing around with those of the past. They just wanted this night to bask in the moonlight of what life they use to hold within their eyes. With this the dance of the dead began. The moon light glowed around them them and the forest danced. This was the only night in the year that allowed for them to be alive again, but it wasn’t made to last. Ichabod grew tired and his newly founded friends began to fade. Death was calling for them to come back to his grasp. The spirits of fast Viscet gathered up with one another and went back. Their ghostly eyes flickering was the last Ichabod ever saw of them. Ichabod looked around, the forest was dead now. The heart of the forest had gone with the spirits of the once living. Nothing was breathing, even Ichabod held his breath. The moon light boldly shined down upon Ichabod reminding him that he was still among the living. He took a breath and turned his head back to the path from which he had come. His feet lingered but he did begin to walk home. He threaded back through the winding and twisting forest in a ghost like daze. His heart longing back but his soul pushing on wards. When he got home, he thought about his night’s walk. It was a walk he would never forget, for he had danced with the once living.

[WolfWinter]

Username: WolfWinter
Name: Jack Hallow
Gender: Male
Gender for breeding purposes: Male
Halloween Gif:

Pumpkin Gif:

Personality:
Jack is very social, and has a large group of friends. Despite his large group of friends, he is an introvert. Jack hosts get togethers regularly to stay in contact with family and friends, as he doesn't really see them outside of social events. His favorite movie is Halloweentown, and a close second is The Master of Disguise. He is known for his love of autumn and Halloween. He prefers reading over watching television. Jack grows succulents and herbs for his use. His backyard is a gardenscape, filled with nooks for reading, that he maintains himself. In his yards there is a large bird feeder, several smaller ones, and hummingbird feeders. He is active in local nature groups. He hikes with his friend Jesse in the mountains every week. He regularly cooks his own meals, which are inedible to anyone but himself because of his love of spicy foods. There is a 'pet' pepper plant in his study named Jill, it is planted in a large bucket. Besides Jill, he has no pets. His favorite color is forest green. He is set on writing an epic and seeing it published. Jack writes letters to his friends, with short stories attached to them.
Short Spooky story:
Jack was home alone, his friends had left after helping him clean up. Looking around, there were still some pieces of paper and decorations up. He'd get them tomorrow. He went up the stairs, and into bed. He was reading when he heard something rattle outside. He quietly got out of bed and crept down the stairs. He walked around on the ground floor, checking all the windows and doors. It wasn't until he got to his patio doors that he noticed the faint glowing coming from his back yard. The doors slid open of their own accord. Suddenly, something began to tug on him. Then it began to pull. Before he knew it, he was being dragged across his yard towards the light: somehow dodging everything between him and the light.

Then, looking up, he saw how close it was. The light was there, glowing a soft lavender. Yet, Jack couldn't look at it. It was as if his eyes were seeing, but his brain couldn't make sense of it. A loud bang caught his attention. He jerked his whole body to look back at his house. His legs shook as he tried to stand up and go back. He saw something moving in the shadows. It darted from one dark place to the next, moving faster than anything he'd seen before. A shadow made of shadows finally took a step out. A sickening sound between a pop and flesh tearing accompanied it. It's form was a twisted mess of shadows, with glowing amber eyes with obsidian teeth and claws.

Then, it moved in front of him. Jack fell on his back as the creature slide closer. It didn't seem to be moving as quickly as it was before. Then it seemed to hit a barrier where it fought to grab him. Its teeth gnashed together as it tried to force its way to him. He saw chips of obsidian break off and the teeth crack as the snapping jaws fought to reach him. He watched as glowing lava filled in the chips and cracks. He looked back and saw that he was in the soft light. Its glow acted as a barrier to the silently snarling shadow. The amber eyes tracked him as he moved. If was no longer snapping at him, but the jaws hung open. They looked like the hinge was broken, looking like a broken doll's joints.

The shadow beast let loose a bloodcurdling scream and fought again to reach him with obsidian claws reaching out. The glowing light intensified in his peripheral, and he looked down. Tendrils of lavender light wrapped around his body. It was his turn to panic. His body was slowly going numb where the tendrils touched him. He fought and kicked to get the light to release him. Suddenly, the shadow beast broke through the barrier with the sound of ripping. The tendrils released him with a hiss. The shadows ran towards him, was in front of him, and leapt over him to attack the light. The light creature let loose a haunting scream of rage.

The sounds of fighting intensified as he limped away. One of the beasts had left claw marks on his leg. Crashes, roars, and shrieks, echoed behind him. He was surprised that no one had called the police, then he saw the wall of shadows and light bordering his property. Both pulsed in time to the fighting behind him. A final triumphant screech called out. He couldn't tell which it was. Then the shadows in front of him moved and bubbled with activity as more beasts tore from the shadows with sounds of tearing flesh. A final shadow stood in front of him, Amber eyes glowing softly. Sounds that might've been ripping came from behind him. Then the world became dark, with two amber lights flashing in front of him.

He woke in his bed, converted on sweaty and feeling sticky. The sheet had wrapped around his tail and one of his legs. He loved around the softly lot room. One corner of the room seemed darker than the rest. The harder he looked, the more normal it seemed. Then it looked ordinary. No pitch black darkness with amber eyes. It must've been a dream, he thought, the his leg stung. The leg wrapped in the sheet continued to sting. He tore the sheet off his leg to see a rapidly fading set of claw marks. He looked up again and saw a a dark shadow on the wall in front of him. Two amber eyes watched him before melting back into the shadows. He relaxed, knowing he was being watched over.

[grifforik]

CLOSED FOR JUDGING ^^

[Thebattleangel]

good luck all!

[Yunjin]

Good luck!
Everyone's forms are so good ;u;