I am keeping 2+3(sorry!)
Woo! First I would like to say everyone's entries were great?! So many cute sharks and good stories. Secondly congrats to everyone who won! You are all added, so if you want to make a sheet with just you character you can do that!
Mermaid Goes to Tallyhal
Tallyhall wrote:Mermaid
Username: Tallyhall
Name: Cuttlefish
How Did they get their scars?
One day, Cuttlefish was rooting around a slowly dying reef to find some food, hoping for fish. He ended up having to eat just seaweed, which although filling, did not taste good. He suddenly felt a prick on his tail and looked back in shock at the barracuda fish that had tried to take a bite out of his tail, thinking that it was an eel. He glared at it and bared his jaws, making the fish scramble away in fright. He tells others that it was a drastic fight between himself and a shark, but we all know that's not true. Just a blink barracuda and an intimidating dog.
(this one was too hard, the stories were all so good)
Screm Goes to tiny awkward walrus
tiny awkward walrus wrote:Screm
Username:tiny awkward walrus
Name:Gor
Why are they screaming?I live in a nightmare, a nightmare that I can't escape, with a never ending fear that controls me and terror that tears me apart. Never say that things could be worse to me, because they couldn't. I have never honestly lived a normal life, I've always been taunted and cast away, but I haven't always had my...'deformities'. I had a few close friends from when I was a young teenager, and that was the only real happy part to my life. My family din't mind having me around, most of the time didn't hate me. I grew up with two sisters, and my younger brother who ran away and hasn't been seen since.
Panting with fright and exhaustion, the screech of nails and the echoes of screams. The pain that wracks my whole body and contorts my mind to the point where I can't think. The darkness that envelops me whole and the teeth that rip and chomp. They're coming, they're chasing me, why won't they stop?! I see them they're creeping towards me, you can see the gleam of a blade and I-
Having my brother gone hit me hard, but it's not like I showed that too much. I mean, of course I showed sadness but I didn't show the true effect that it had on me. I've also always loved flowers, they're so pretty, unlike me. But anyway, my sister was hardly ever home for the last few years, my parents tried to rein her in but it didn't work too well. They always loved my siblings more than me. My brother was my best friend and favorite sibling, but Sam was always nice to me and tagged along with me sometimes. She had the brightest smile if you can coax it out of her haha.
The slice is too much, the pain is rippling through me like something that you could never imagine.
WIP, sorry I can't finish right now c:
Shark Goes to SarcasticFallenAngel
??? Goes to Wobbuffet
Wobbuffet wrote:???
Username: Wobbuffet
Name: James"With each era, I give myself a new name. I feel as though it would be a tad silly to have a name that meant nothing to the people I protect. I've lived so long, I cannot remember some of my earlier names. I do remember being called Quintum at one point, and at another time, Horus."
What are they?"Ok, you're probably a bit confused by some things I've said in the last passage. I'm a - well, to make things simple, let's just say I protect Earth. Each planet in this solar system has a protector assigned to it to keep it safe and help it thrive. The planets have been under our protection from the moment of their creation, which also happens to be the moment of our creation as well. As the protector of Earth, the other protectors envy that I get to care for living creatures. I've heard that there are other protectors in other solar systems, but cannot confirm nor deny this because I am not allowed to leave my own solar system.
Before you go thinking silly things, I want to make it clear that I'm not a god or a goddess. I'm a protector. Although I may or may know know the truth about divine powers, it is not my place to tell you what to believe.
If I were to descend to Earth, I would appear about the size of a small dog. My tail is made of an almost liquid like substance that resembles a galaxy, and bears my mark. My mark is the symbol of my protection over Earth. Sometimes, I descend to my planet's surface to visit the inhabitants. Most of the time, I refrain from interacting with them, but sometimes, less than once a century, I will choose interact with them."
