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come down to the black sea, swimming with me



note: got a bit mixed up while working on one of the runner ups - here is the official adopt





diab goo
g1 - fur, hair, pawpad shape
g2 - membrane pawpads, dripping membrane
t1 - custom tail, custom horns




and here is the runner up for Foxy The Pirate

diab goo
g1 - hair, fur, pawpad shape
t1 - custom horns, custom tail



in order to win this goobie please tell me about their relationship with water! any approach to this prompt is fine (art, writing, ect.)! this competition will end in two weeks, on may 22nd!



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[b]name:[/b]
[b]gender:[/b]
[b]prompt:[/b]

[eyesemote]

username: Gr33dQU33N
name: Layla
gender: Female
prompt: "Water was my tomb, I laid there for months and you expect me to enjoy this?!" Wip cus I wanna draw

[sashiyaki]

MARK AHOOGA

[imabanditø]

username: imabanditø
name: ten
gender: male he/him
prompt:



“it reminds me of the goob i fear the most—who i was, and who i never will be again.”

[{smug lemon}]

username: {smug lemon}
name: Mollusk
gender: nonbinary, he/it
prompt: By the sea, Mollusk always seems to feel as if he can't find the words. He'd often spend hours gazing into the quiet abyss on the abandoned shoreline, collecting shells and broken coral and offering them back to the reflection within. The thought of billions of creatures just like him hiding in plain sight felt suffocating, but almost familiar at the same time. A mystery; how could such a massive place be so unexplored, yet so loved? Enough to have its words echoed through thousands of shells across the land. Simply, the universe loves it. The universe must love Mollusk, too. Despite its admiration, Mollusk never dared to step foot in the water. Was it out of fear? Respect, perhaps? No matter; if you ask, he surely wouldn't say a word. But a subtle glistening in his blue eyes tells you that someday, he'd find it in himself to dash into the depths, to find home and calm amongst the kelp and creatures below.
[may add art!]

[Foxy The Pirate]

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Username: Foxy The Pirate

Name: Lotan

Gender: Male

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Relationship with water: Lotan's relationship with the sea is deep solace and comfort. Laying deep in the ocean away from the population brings him peace but not exactly happiness. Lotan is an anxiety ridden hermit who is secluded from the world far in the bottom of the lonely ocean. Laying on the bed of the ocean secluded brings an odd mix of feelings good and bad. Anxiety, loneliness, peace, and relief are only a few words that can describe how the water keeps him hostage. He's built a home deep in the quiet and vibes with the few sea life that lurk in the beneath, feeding them and keeping the sea life healthy is a few of the simple joys he has down below. After all, there's not much else you can do down under. He spends many nights after making his rounds with the fish drawing and trying to build courage to come to the surface to socialize. However, that day never comes and he stays in his cave all alone away from other goobies. Perhaps one day he'll gather the tenacity to meet someone who will pull this crab out of his isolated cell called the ocean.

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ART

drowning in emotion

[!karkat]

username: !karkat
name: sea witch (rift)
gender: ?!!?! @#??$? (it/him)
prompt: wip

it alll seems so meaningless until youre surrounded by it entirely

[Ki-san]

username: Bakugo_Kira
name: Seijun
gender: Male
prompt:
Seijun's love for the Ocean was put to the test by the Goob lords. As on a diving trip his human friend had accompanied him on; they had gotten their diving equipment snagged. Thinking that he had enough time to free his friend and get back to the surface, Seijun turned back to help them instantly. It seemed like forever, but eventually his human friend got free. As the two swam for the surface, Seijun's air supply had run out. His friend was to ahead to turn and give help. So once Seijun's human friend reached the surface, she couldn't find any sight of him. She had feared the worst. But as she started to cry, Seijun had been lifted from the ocean in a ball of water. But he looked different. To his friend's amazment she asked how. Seijun flicked his tail and the ball of water disapated. He landed gently on the ocean surface, standing on it and smiled, " Seems that my selfless act had touched the Goob lords and I have been granted this power. Besides I can be more connected with the ocean now. Cleaning up the oceans and spreading water saftey will be alot faster now." Seijun leaped acrossed the water and stepped on to the sand. His human friend hugged him as she was happy that he was okay.

[CO1LD]

username: CO1LD
name: tbd
gender: Male
prompt:

wip

[Griff]

username: Griff
name: "Sea Shanty" Sherry
gender: Female
prompt:

Falling.

Falling.

She remembered the last moments of her crew, of singing the music she hoped would fill their hearts and bodies with the strength to survive. She sang out as loud as she could, trying to be louder than the thunder or the crashing of the waves, or even the splintering of their own ship's wooden mast. Did any of them hear? She was not sure.

Falling.

Falling.

It was all that she was aware of, as she fell deeper and deeper into the waters below. Places where no pirate's voice could be heard. She knew the stories. And sure enough she could feel her goo begin to loosen, everything that made her, well, her drift until she was but a spark clinging to the remnants of the goobie she used to be. A tiny portion of goo, that would either be strong enough to keep together, or drift apart. And then she heard it.

"...Another pirate for the depths hmm?" The goo she did have shuddered with fear. Davey Jones. "Ah but you cannot answer me. Not yet. Fear not. The stories about me are... slightly exaggerated. I do gather the lost, but I give you shelter. Whether you dissipate or become strong is up to you. But if you have the will for the latter then... I will teach you my ways. As the many days pass, I shall give you my stories. Now come along..."

Time in these waters had no meaning. Not at first. As it passed by however, she began to understand the way the waters flowed, the fish underneath, the songs all water carried. Davey Jones stories entertained her, but also were inspirational. Gave her power, willpower that was. And slowly, her goo began to regenerate once more. The shape was not the same as before, influenced by her experiences. Stronger, perhaps. Smarter. And before long, she was whole once again. Whole enough to hug Davey Jones tight.

"Thank you, for everything. ...Gotta check on a few ol' mates but will I be able to find you again?" Davey Jones grinned.

"You know how the sea flows now. You can find anyone you like!" He reassured, before watching her go with a soft smile. He did not want to tell her that she was the first goob in centuries who managed to return from the depths reformed. That the surface might not welcome her back. But if it did not... well. He had grown fond of her company. Perhaps she really might come back. That would be a first.