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• 1 standard silicone shell | #ffffff
↪ • long ears
↪ ★ custom round tail
▴1 full package smoothie | #e84bc6, #ec1e69, #810eb2
•1 package bubbles | #530674
•1 set of skeleton supports | #fef3f7
•1 Levitating Bubble | #530674 (inside #810eb2)
•1 Set Eye Clings | #faa1c1

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Common Babusagi | 6pts

A Babusagi (bah-buu-sah-ghee) is a rabbit based toy with a silicone-based
outside and a tasty drink inside! Babusagi also feature a skeleton for
sturdiness and our special bubble fillings for a real bubble-tea look!
Patented technology has also allowed us to levitate a bubble outside of
the silicone shell! Wow! Aside from being sweet in appearance Babusagi
are sweet in personality too and are ready to make friends with you!
Warning: Babusagis may be sentient and capable of developing their own personalities,
not all Babusagi guaranteed to be well-behaved.

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This little Babusagi is filled with a delicious
mixed berry filling of blueberries, blackberries
and raspberries - but what is their favorite berry?

Berries can be called a berry or scientifically a
berry, whichever you like. You'll have 500 words
max to explain why it's the Babusagi's favorite.

You may include 1 art piece and a 250 word
personality as extras, but these are optional.

All art goes to the winner!

Ends 2/28/2017, open for extensions.

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]pronouns:[/b]
[b]name:[/b]
[b]favorite berry and why:[/b] (500 words max explanation)
[b]personality:[/b] (max 250 words) {optional}
[b]art:[/b] {optional}

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[cherubim]

username:
pronouns:
name:
favorite berry and why: (500 words max explanation)
personality: (max 250 words)
art:

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[LadyChinaAru]

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username: LadyChinaAru
pronouns: He/Him
name: Thane
favorite berry and why: Blackberry
Thane likes blackberries cause they're quite a easily forget in
flavor of berry. Not many drinks or foods that one would think
to pare with it and it's black appearance doesn't help much either.
But Thane loves this berry like him it's appearance is overlooked by
many at it's flavor is often mistaken for raspberries or blueberries but
he finds then to be very unique and can stand one their own or with
something else as can he. ( 78/500 )

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username: hazilnut
pronouns: she/her
name: Beryl
personality: 250/250 Beryl has a natural tendency to be snarky and rude. She never really thought about what she was saying or what she was doing, just did whatever hit her at the time. She wasn't mean spirited or anything, in fact this babusagi genuinely loves other people and is friendly and helpful, but her insensitivity and spontaneity landed her in the bad spot everyone predicted it would and Beryl had to face that living like nothing she did had consequences, well, had some consequences. Now she has become hyper aware of what others perceive her to be, determined to make come across as kind and loving like she always thought she was. The normally fairly lazy babusagi now goes out of her way to help others, forgetting her own needs. She never has a bad thing to say about anyone either! Or rather she does but she does her best to contain herself. But often Beryl will mess up and let something insensitive escape her mouth, and when that happens she might not even notice. When she finally does Beryl will flip out, apologize profusely, and eat way too many lychees. While the 'new' Beryl comes across as likable and a remarkable self improvement- Beryl never gives herself any credit for it. She doesn't think of herself as 'nice' or 'selfless because she thinks she knows the truth; that she’s got a whole lot of hate boiling. Completely ignoring the fact that it takes her to contain it and not lychees.

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favorite berry and why: Lychee berries 488/500

When Beryl first had a lychee berry she had recoiled at the taste. Too slimy and chewy and white- like a little white grub poking out of a red chrysalis. Except this berry grub wasn't going to be metamorphosing into anything tastier no matter how much she pushed it around her plate and said, "No! Icky!" Lychee berries were far too sweet to exist naturally and far too sweet for anyone to want to create them as such. So slimy, chewy, disgusting, too sweet little grubs that they were Beryl avoided lychees at all costs for many years, deigning for more mouth-puckering berries like blackberries or even strawberries is you got them early in the season. Beryl had enough sweetness in her life and in herself, she didn't need any more.

Until life soured.

It had been a normal enough day; the sun wasn't obscured by clouds, no ominous winds were blowing, there were no cliche horror movie signs to suggest that that day was going to be a bad one. But a bad one it was. Beyl had arrived at her job, which mostly consisted of pushing papers around for a large advertising firm, early in fact, just because the manager had revealed they were preforming their monthly check which meant promotions! Beryl was looking forward to the potential of an office with a window and a fatter paycheck.

It never even crossed her mind that the check heralded layoffs as well.

Beryl left work three hours early that day, phrases like, "Too abrasive," and "Just not a good fit for the job," swimming in her head. They were bitter, bitter words that she could not shake. But she had a date with her girlfriend that she had been looking forwards too for ages, and at least now with no job she could move back to her hometown and they could spend more time together! But as the hours ticked by and no one showed the day just went further downhill.

I'm sorry. U're just away 2 often, but u're...nice! I'm sure there's lots of girls out there who would love to date u!

Beryl couldn't help but feel like the world was trying to tell her something. '...nice' 'Too abrasive.' Was she really that bad? That sour, that bitter? Maybe all those puckering berries really had affected her. That evening the babusagi dined alone, picking something she hadn't had in ages- lychee berries.

From then on Beryl formed a crippling reliance on the fruit, convinced they were what kept her from lashing out at others, convinced they were all that made her sweet. She never felt right without a tureen full of lychee berries within reach so she could pop one in whenever she felt anger surfacing. The overbearing sweetness had become more tolerable but it still shocked her every time. How could a berry be so sweet? And how could she become like it?

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