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by obeisant » Sun May 26, 2013 4:58 am
Simba
"I laugh in the face of danger!" First The Basics
Name - Simba is this cat's name. He has no middle or last name, seeing as he is-well was-a lion. He doesn't really have any nicknames since Simba is easy enough to say.
Age - He is currently 17 though he'll be turning 18 soon.
Gender - He is a male so yes he does have a mane even if he doesn't have it right now.
Movie - Simba comes from the Lion King
Now We Dive
Personality - Mature, Responsible, Playful, Paranoid, Adventurous
Over the years Simba has matured quite a bit, leaving behind his childish and naive nature and giving it up for one of a king. While he has matured quite a bit and takes his decisions into more thought, he never lost his playfulness. He stills enjoys a good wrestling match from time to time. With that said one most also understand he is responsible by all means. He thinks through every decision in an attempt to be more like his father, Mufasa. He is still a bit paranoid of things, mainly because of his past though he tries to look past all of that. He has also retained his adventurous nature. He would never pass up a chance to go on one despite remaining responsibilities. Although he has changed a lot he still has a few of his traits from being a cub. Such as his curiosity, he still has that though it is less obvious. It is also more subtly and he mostly doesn't act on it, rather he'll think about it in his head. He still has a bit of arrogance to him and slowly seems to become more and more over-protective towards those he holds close. As much as he doesn't like to believe it, he still needs a voice of reason from time to time.
History - WIP
Appearance - As a human, Simba is of average height, about 6'0. He still remains with a muscled, stocky build as he has as a lion. His skin has what appears to be a light, natural golden tan. His eyes are reddish colored eyes though may appear a copper. His hair is a bit long and is reddish-brown.
Relationships
Father - Mufasa, deceased
Mother - Sarabi, unknown
Siblings - None
Uncle - Scar, deceased
Aunt - Zira
Lover - Nala
Children - None
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by VesVes » Sun May 26, 2013 2:32 pm
((Okay guys, we can start now! Even if you have a WIP form. c: ))
Vɪxᴇʏ ~ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ~ Eɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ ~ Vɪᴠᴀᴄɪᴏᴜs
It was nighttime in the forest. About the time when the owl hooted and the cricket chirped. Yes, it was night, but the forest was very much alive, and the vixen was on the prowl. On the prowl? Nah. More like Vixey was going for a walk.
Vixey adored this part of the forest. Despite the dangers it held, such as bears and mountain lions, it felt like the most secure place in the world. Every clear night, she could look up, and through the tree tops, millions upon millions of tiny stars tried to poke their way through the leaves, making themselves visible to the animals below. It was this sort of stargazing that Vixey was doing right this minute, and she was doing it with wonder in her eyes. Why, that arrangement of stars over there looked like...
"Tod," she whispered, uttering that name with adoration. Yes, she was one lovesick little vixen.
She yawned, and while many foxes were nocturnal, Vixey wasn't exactly one of those. She liked to sleep. So, she headed for the burrow, an abandoned badger set under a tree, and crawled in. Tod wasn't there, but she figured he was probably out hunting or something. He sometimes did that. Yawning, Vixey curled up like a cat and buried her nose inside her bushy tail for warmth.
When she woke up, however, something seemed off. First of all, Tod wasn't at her side. Vixey shrugged this off; he probably had stuff to do. He'll come back soon. But the odd part...this didn't look like the same burrow. Whereas her burrow was comfortable and cozy, this one seemed wide and spacious...almost like a cave. She frowned, and looked at the entrance. It was a rather bright morning. Slowly, she crawled outside.
The first thing she noticed was the color. It was bright, and everywhere. Blues, greens, yellows, oranges, purples, reds...and it was so clear, too! The fox--or former fox, as she was about to realize--blinked a couple of times. But it seemed the same. It was almost as if...
Yes, her vision had been enhanced. And she didn't like what she was seeing. Instead of the quiet little forest, she now found herself inside a tropical jungle, full of palm trees and dense vegetation. She reached down to stick her claws in her hind leg to wake herself up.
"Ow," she muttered. "Definitely not dreaming."
But now, she realized something was very wrong. Where her paw should've met with fur instead touched skin. She looked down--and saw that her paw was not even a paw!
"What," she whispered, bringing the appendage to her eye level. "A human hand? Where's my paw?" Slowly, she brought the other one to her face. Yes, that one was a hand, too. "No..."
She crashed through the jungle, already feeling herself starting to prefer standing on her hind feet. Quickly, she found what she was looking for. A river. She crouched down and peered into it. A human face stared back at her.
"Ah!" Vixey yelped, swatting the reflection with her hand. The reflection made the name motion. he peered at it again, and this time got a closer look. Yes, she still had her amber eyes, and what was left of her red coat was the red hair that cascaded from her head and down towards the water. It was quite long, too. Her face, meanwhile, had not lost that pixie-like quality. At least she didn't look bad. For a human.
Vixey looked down at herself. From what she could tell, she was still petite and slender, albeit a bit more curvy than fox form, but whatever. Foxes weren't supposed to be curvy, anyway. Yes, she was fully clothed. Specifically, in a simple red t-shirt matching her fur color and a pair of tan colored really short shorts. One part of her brain, the part that had been turned human, supplied her with that bit of information. But what she didn't know was how she got there, how the heck she was turned human, and how the heck she was going to get back home and back into the body of a fox.
"What."
At least her voice hadn't changed.
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by aergia » Sun May 26, 2013 4:09 pm
Tod| Male | 18 | FoxTod walked around the empty forest, not many animals were out at night. He stumbled, his foot caught in something. 'A rabbit hole, not again!' he thought as he made his way back to the den. Tod crawled into his den only too see Vixey was already asleep. Curling up next to her in a small patch of dirt. When Amos tweed had set fire to this very place all the soft, dry grass in their had been burnt to ashes, it would be a few months at least until it all grew back to normal. Finally, after what felt like hours of lying awake, he drifted of to sleep. He had dreams of him and Vixey, spending the rest of their lives together, raising children, and best of all, just having her there by his side.
When Tod woke he felt strange. He sat up, though this didn't look like his den and he couldn't see his beloved anywhere "Vixey!" he called out. Sitting up he hit his head on the cave ceiling. He rubbed his head with his paws, 'Strange,my paws don't usually reach my head.' he thought, then screaming Wha-what happened to my paws? The-they're pink, like Widow Tweed's he said out loud. Trying to get his legs to move he fumbled allover the place. Finally sitting up and working out his human legs, he ventured outside, his body jerking around like it was being controlled by a ventriloquist. He saw a think jungle around him. Yelling Vixey's name he cautiously walked though the forest, stabling on his long, lanky legs. He came to a shallow river and saw a girl sitting near it "Vixey? Is-is that you?" he said, stuttering on his own words. She was looking into the water, 'What is she doing? he thought to himself. Looking into the water he saw his own face, so he was a human, but how had this happened. He was wearing an orange shirt with a white stripe down the middle and a pair of jeans that matched the markings that used to be his fur. "Do you know what happened?" he asked who he thought was Vixey, sitting down next to her.
(Not sure what to do with Ariel yet, but she'll wake up by the shore)
aergia • she/her
space filler for now(c)




Thoughts that go like bullets through you
The time you told me that you wished you were dead
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But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
To sleep through your alarms
Man, you're losing your head
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by !Blondie! » Mon May 27, 2013 12:33 am
Rapunzel Corona || Eighteen || Human
Rapunzel made her way to her lovely palace room after an exquisite dinner. She threw on a purple satin night gown, and pulled down her covers. She stepped into bed, and rested she head on the soft pillow, closing her eyes blissfully. She awoke to the sounds of the sea, and the heat of the sun on her. Sitting up quickly, she saw that she was in a hammock that was lying between two palm trees, and she was right in front on the ocean. She looked around her, nothing, no one was there. She put her feet out of the hammock and stood up, expecting the weight of her long golden hair behind her, instead, her hair was reaching only to her waist, and it wasn't golden, but brown. The clothes she wore weren't at all like what she had gone to bed in, she wore a light purple tank top and dark purple short shorts that had the crest of Corona on them. She gasped at her new appearance and looked around once more for any signs of civilization. "Hello?" She called through the forest, hoping some one would hear her.
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