[jern.]

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Name: Caerium

Gender: Male

Personality:

He is very ... sensitive, to say the least. Things upset him easily, although it doesn't mean that he is some wimpy little boy that you can push over at any turn. No, Cae is merely in touch with his more gentle emotions. It might have something to do with his philosophical nature. He's always thinking, always trying to figure this world out. Anything can capture his attention, but once he's focused, there is no swaying him. Cae is intelligent, extremely so.

He isn't very athletic, but he does have a knack with inventions. It isn't hard to see him testing out his new 'flying contraption,' flapping a few feet off the ground before crashing down. Cae has a few working inventions, but that doesn't mean you should always trust what he says. He's pretty much your average mad scientist, but being in touch with his gentle side, he isn't the one to create a frankenstein type monster. Even if he did, Cae would use it for the greater good of the world. He's not always thinking realistically, so to him this could be as simple as a creature that goes door to door giving out candy to small children.

Offerings:

I am the wind under a butterfly's wings,
buoying it's paper-thin wings.
I am the sunshine
shining down upon your face.
I am the moon on a starless night,
a beacon for you to follow.
I am the flashlight in the dark
helping you to find your way.

I am the lightning striking the earth,
I am Caerium.

The moonlight shone overhead, lighting the lavender and black footsteps of the Tsuia. He was a rather small thing, only two inches larger than your average rat. He walked confidently, paws brushing against the grass with every step. There was nothing in his body language to portray anything other than Caerium's thoughtful attitude. The bright, warm light of the fireflies all around him reflected in his bright purple eyes. They were soft, almost glassy in his mental paradise. Yes, the beauty of the world around him could not be replicated, but what lay inside his mind was a technological wonder.

Laying down, Cae rested his head on his legs, eyes flowing through the well-traveled path of the black markings that covered most of his lower body. Fluttering the minute wings that rested just above his tail, Cae rested. Everything around him was like a fairytale, but what he wanted most was for everything to be humming with life. Humming with the life of technology.

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Please read here first ~<3

I hope its ok I used a bit of grey :B
I hope this is ok, I got kinda lazy half way through!
Forgive me ;3;

Ok So this can be a girl or a boy, Your choice <3
So to get her you have to Choose a name, Gender, Personality, and you must submit something to woo this Tsuii! (Story, poem, art ect)
The more you have to offer isnt necessarily the most, I am looking for originality, creativity, quality and love <3

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Gender:

Personality:

Offerings:

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once again sorry its bad ;3;

[Traffic]

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Name:
Lavender Moonlight
Friends just call her Lavi though.

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Lavender is very
~Shy
~Outgoing
~Smart
~Sensative
~Sencable
~Couragous {Usually with friends though}
~Talkative {With people she knows}
~Loves to smile
~Funny
~Quite
~Takes pride in work
~Artistic {In different ways not really drawing}
~Poetic {she ryhmes alot when she talks not on purpos though}

Offerings:
Your skin glows
Like peach blossoms

As lovely as daffodils
In the purest hope of spring

My heart strings follow each strum of a harp
Your voice a hypnotic melody

I leap like a cricket
at the whisper of your name

The evening floats
On a great parrot wing

I am comforted
With you by my side

I hold you tight
Like two twilight beams across the sky

In the listless evening
I listen for the last chime of the day

I will never stop loving you,
lavender moonlight

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[Cloverstream]

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Name: Luna

Gender: female

Personality: a mysterious wolf. Hard to trust, but if you take the time to meet her she's kind and caring to all of nature and all animals. But she can still be cold.

Offerings:
.:Artemis's story:.
Artemis runs through the patch of grass and clovers in a large meadow. Her mothers sharp eye watches her and her brother.
(wip.)
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[Kyla Springer]

Name: Poems Dream

Gender: Female

Personality: She is proud and isnt afraid of a fight she is good with manners. She is warm hearted and caring.

Offerings:
Poems Dream is royaly her mother died after her birth the animal who did it still hasn't been caught. Her kingdom is now all afraid that they to will be assassinated like the loving and caring queen Rhythmic Serenity. After her mothers death Poems Dream didn't even remember her in her young age. The king was deadly sick and Poems Dreams was the only one who could get the throne. With the sickness getting worse the king was forced to let someone else rule until he either got better or until Poems Dreams is old enough to rule. With the fill in ruling and the king sick the kingdom slowly started falling apart. War broke out on the outer edges of the kingdom. Most of the warriors dead and half the kingdom gone every one was starting to give into a famine. The princess even at her young age as a pup had to step up to being ruler. Right after her father picked a suitor he unfortunately passed away. With her marriage coming up and a party being planned a war came. It wiped out a fourth of the population leaving almost nothing. The marriage still went on very quickly as not to let everyone die. Now the princess is a ruler and the kingdom is reconstruction. THE END or is it.....

[S⊕ul]

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Name:
Beltza

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Beltza can be considered apathetic, although she does care about things a little bit. She has a hankering for mischief, finding someone to be her target everywhere she goes. She's not very patient, but doesn't have a short temper. It would take a lot to cause her to get mad. Though she has a long fuse, when she gets angry, it's like an explosion. And you better watch where you are, or you could be caught in the blaze too.

Offerings:
Darkness had been traveling from land to land, settling in small places in the middle of Light. It automatically recoiled from the evil shadows, giving it a wide berth. It thought nothing of these little patches, thinking Darkness this small could do no harm when surrounded by Light four times its size. Slowly, those dark patches grew larger, becoming one large group. The Light grew panicked as it finally realized that it was being invaded.

The Light tried to appeal to the Dark, stop him from invading her land. She appeared as a Goddess made of golden light. Her hair floated around her shimmering in the forest that belonged to no one. A dress fell to the ground strewn with soft pine needles, a single strap on her shoulder. Her face was a mask of pure beauty, that no one could ever dream to compare too. Eyes of pure gold, with a slitted pupil unlike the humans. She pleaded with the Dark to stop this war. He would hear of no such thing. The Dark was just as handsome as the Light, but with an aura of evil and cruel eyes. He wore only trousers, her bare chest sinewy and full of muscles. His eyes were opaque, full of the darkness he was, his own slitted pupil blending with the iris. He refused the Light, tired of living in the slums. With tears in her golden eyes, her desperate pleading having failed, left the forest, back into the safety of her land.

The war was long and brutal. The Light had chosen a Centaur with a strong heart to lead her forces. The Dark chose his most ruthless and cunning Demon. The Demon was the oldest and most powerful demons their were, the Dark was the only who's powers surpassed her own. Both Leaders made wise decisions, never able to out best each other. The Light and Dark knew they had chosen wisely on their leaders. Death from those who had died tainted the land. The smell of Carrion fermented the air, chocking those who dared breathed in it. Blood ran in rivers through the devastated land, bones of the dead scattered throughout the place. The Demon herself sat upon a throne of the bones of who she had defeated. Her next target was the Centaur.

They met in battle, and their swords clashed. The Demon hating using the trifle weapon and cast it aside in disgust. Her human form rippled and swayed. She rose to her full power, clad in clothes that looked as if they'd been soaked in blood and hung out to dry. Horns rose from her head, dark hair spilling over her face. Leathery black membrane connected to bone sprouted from her back, a roar of the deepest tones coming from her back. Dark energy radiated from her in waves. It struck fear into the heart of the Centaur, but he could not back down. He swung at her with his awesome sword, but was swatted away as if it were a toothpick. The Demon lashed out with a wave of energy and the Centaur crumbled to the ground. She stood over him, a malicious grin on her face. A deep chuckled resonated from her and ended his puny life. It was much easier than she had hoped.

Pain was tearing through the Light as she watched all her forces fall to the Dark. The man appeared before her one again, and look of triumph on his face. "You should have given up in the beginning," he said. His voice was deep and anyone could tell he was evil just by listening to it. It sent shivers down the Light's spine. A wave of power lashed out from him and the Light screamed in agony. A burst of golden Light bloomed from her, and she was gone.

The Dark rejoiced. The Light was gone, not one speck of it left in the land. The world belonged to the Dark now, and there was no power than could ever defeat it now.
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[Lyncher]

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Name: Lyncher

Gender: Female

Personality: WIP

Offerings: WIP

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[jern.]

Thank you all for posting, I will be judging on sunday~<3

[jern.]

Also, If you make the woo ABOUT her you will get more points
And if oyu make it up it will mean a lot more
If you copy something off the internet it will mean very little to her.

[CurstHart]

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Name: Caerium

Gender: Male

Personality:

He is very ... sensitive, to say the least. Things upset him easily, although it doesn't mean that he is some wimpy little boy that you can push over at any turn. No, Cae is merely in touch with his more gentle emotions. It might have something to do with his philosophical nature. He's always thinking, always trying to figure this world out. Anything can capture his attention, but once he's focused, there is no swaying him. Cae is intelligent, extremely so.

He isn't very athletic, but he does have a knack with inventions. It isn't hard to see him testing out his new 'flying contraption,' flapping a few feet off the ground before crashing down. Cae has a few working inventions, but that doesn't mean you should always trust what he says. He's pretty much your average mad scientist, but being in touch with his gentle side, he isn't the one to create a frankenstein type monster. Even if he did, Cae would use it for the greater good of the world. He's not always thinking realistically, so to him this could be as simple as a creature that goes door to door giving out candy to small children.

Offerings:

I am the wind under a butterfly's wings,
buoying it's paper-thin wings.
I am the sunshine
shining down upon your face.
I am the moon on a starless night,
a beacon for you to follow.
I am the flashlight in the dark
helping you to find your way.

I am the lightning striking the earth,
I am Caerium.

The moonlight shone overhead, lighting the lavender and black footsteps of the Tsuia. He was a rather small thing, only two inches larger than your average rat. He walked confidently, paws brushing against the grass with every step. There was nothing in his body language to portray anything other than Caerium's thoughtful attitude. The bright, warm light of the fireflies all around him reflected in his bright purple eyes. They were soft, almost glassy in his mental paradise. Yes, the beauty of the world around him could not be replicated, but what lay inside his mind was a technological wonder.

Laying down, Cae rested his head on his legs, eyes flowing through the well-traveled path of the black markings that covered most of his lower body. Fluttering the minute wings that rested just above his tail, Cae rested. Everything around him was like a fairytale, but what he wanted most was for everything to be humming with life. Humming with the life of technology.

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[d.zee]

This is gorgeous!
c:

Allthough I couldn't imagine having to replicate the design for other art. >.<