[HannahBug]

Hazard Cats are long legged felines with quite a few robotic qualities.
Their tails are about the length of their body, split into two pieces,
and connected by some form of energy. The glass screens on their
chest are most commonly known to show a heartbeat, but many other
glowing images can appear there. These images mirror the cat’s
health in one way or another. Some cats have static on their screens,
but beware, those cats are as dangerous as they are rare! The picture
on the screen will always match the color of the cat’s eyes, which
typically have hollowed pupils. Hazards have three eyes, but the center
one is almost always covered with a band-aid or something similar.
This is because of the often dangerous powers that are channeled
through the third eye. Grates on the cats’ sides aid in breathing and
can also emit a steam, sound and mist, as well as a strange goo.
Their large ears allow them to hear potential prey miles away and make
them skilled trackers, but they are easily overwhelmed by too much
noise. Thanks to their strong legs, Hazard cats can reach speeds up to
fifty miles per hour and leap near ten feet up.

To win this dude, you gotta write them as the edgiest/angstiest trashbag possible. You don't by any means have to keep them that way after the contest >wo
Form's just gonna be a skeleton

Prettying and extras are both allowed
Ending November 23rd 26th

Username: lexthedestroyer
Name: Raven Bloodstone
Gender: Female
Extra:
Raven stepped outside unwillingly, literally pushed out the door by her mother. "Bye Rex-honey! Have a great day!" Raven flipped her large mane of bright red hair from her face and sighed loudly. How was any day a good day when you were as Emo™ as Raven was? Yes, her name was Raven Bloodstone; technically, her birth name was Rex Jones, but she changed it when she realized her true emo calling. She was very sad all of the time; nothing ever changed in her life, she had no friends, and nobody liked her. Her only comfort was music and sleeping, and crying. And finding new ways to apply eyeliner and fake blood. She had to live up to her name, didn't she? Today she was outfitted with a multitude of red and black bangles that jingled merrily- er, sadly on her arms, as well as anime wristbands. She had recently gotten a skull charm implanted onto her tail tip, and it hurt and made her tail very heavy, but it was worth it to see the look on her mom's face. She was wearing a shirt that read 'Music Is My Only Friend', and it was true. As Raven walked into school and adjusted her decorative spiked collar, she ignored all of the other cats who greeted her and smiled at her, looking crestfallen as she walked right past them. "Hey, Mindy, I like your shirt! What music do you listen to?" It was a cat younger than her; his screen showed a confident heartbeat, bright blue, and he pricked his ears up, but quickly folded them back as she shot him an acidic glare. "My name is Raven, you absolute peasant, she hissed at him. She then started crying and ran away, leaving a scared and confused cat behind. Jumping into the bathroom, she pulled out a pair of clunky over-the-ear headphones because even though everyone else used earbuds and she could afford them, she was too edgy for them. Her mom had bought her multiple pairs and many new phones and iTunes gift cards, but Raven instead pulled out an old iPod Nano and put her music on shuffle. Her favorite song came on; it consisted of someone with spiky dyed hair screaming for five minutes straight. Mindy relaxed against the wall of the bathroom and thought about how bad her life was. She had a home, a loving family, nobody had ever broken her heart, but she had found that he true nature was too E D G Y for them. So no she must live this way, even though everyone wanted to be her friend and missed her and she was just being mean. Without even a reason. She was a perfectly normal girl, and then her fur changed, her hair grew, and everyone hated her forever THE END

[Vermilion Ink]

*Gasps* My son!

marking hard

[areadbhar]

You don't by any means have to keep them that way after the contest >wo

lol i thought this said you dont have to keep them after the contest

mark

[Brainiac5]

Юрий

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Username: pine tree
Name: Yuri
Gender: male

Yuri was angry. He had been angry for so long, he didn't know what it was to not be angry anymore. He walked along the concrete sidewalk, not really feeling the cold of the snow he walked through. A little boy passed, watching Yuri intently.
"Stop staring." Yuri growled. The child cowered and ran back to his parent. Stupid child. Yuri thought. He continued his walk. Snow was falling, landing on him and encrusting sections of fur, but he paid no heed to that. Yuri was generally numb to the outside world. Past parks where children played, past cheery storefronts lit for the holiday season, past grimy brick houses, Yuri walked without even glancing to the side. Finally, he stopped. In an alleyway, he pushed aside a bronze grate, slipping into the shaft that led inside. He was small enough to pass through these vents easily, avoiding the hoodlums that tended to block his way if he used the door. He crawled along with the same scowl as he had worn outside, this time watching carefully to find the right grate opening. Harsh yellowish light filtered through the metal bars when he found it. Someone must be there. Yuri pushed the grate out with a quiet grunt and pulled himself out of the shaft. He was under the cold aluminum bleachers that were never filled, not even for hockey games. Slipping between the multitude of support poles, Yuri finally crawled out onto the worn black rubber mats that covered the concrete floor. He hated the mats, but he hated many things, and he understood their purpose at least. He rose to his paws and stood, listening. There it was. The sound of a single pair of skates, carving their way across the ice. Briefly, he wondered what sad person would be skating alone in the crappiest rink complex in town. He almost laughed at that. At least he doesn't live here he thought. Yuri continued on, all the way around the rink until he reached his destination. The largely unused closet, wherein were stored a multitude of moth-eaten brooms and where Yuri stayed the night. He opened the door soundlessly, and was about to enter. But he couldn't help himself. Trotting over to the boards that edged the ice, he put his paws atop them and peeked over the edge. A lone blond boy was dancing across the ice, completely invested in what he was doing. As Yuri watched, he executed a series of perfect, graceful leaps, landing each one effortlessly. He's amazing. Yuri thought. Living in the ice rink, he had seen more than his fair share of mediocre figure skaters. But this boy was a true prodigy. He moved across the ice as if he were flying. Yuri couldn't help but be swept away watching him. For just a little while, he forgot his anger.

EPILOGUE
It was cold again the next day, no surprise there. Yuri walked along the same sidewalk, this time in the other direction. A frosty wind pulled at his fur. No children played in the park this morning, so Yuri decided to take the shortcut through it. No stupid children today. he thought, not quite glad about it. He walked beneath the ice-coated branches of the bare trees, barely taking in his surroundings. Suddenly, a voice.
"Hey." Yuri turned to face it's source, and was met by a surprisingly familiar face. It's him. The boy from last night. He scowled at the cat. "I know you understand me, cat." He said. His voice was ironically gruff, and carried tired and grumpy undertones. Yuri walked over to the bench where the boy sat, jumped lightly up and sat down next to him. Yuri glanced at the boy, who's face was mostly hidden in the hood of his oversize jacket.
"So you gonna talk to me or what?" Yuri asked him. The boy turned his head, one visible green eye peering from behind blond fringe.
"You were watching me, last night at the rink. Why?" He asked. Why. The thing was, Yuri himself wasn't sure. Something about this boy struck a chord in Yuri, some sense of familiarity he couldn't comprehend. The cat stared up at the white-clouded sky.
"You seemed just as angry as me." A gust of wind blew past, tugging against the boy's hood. He looked like all the air had left his lungs. Yuri turned back to him. "I'm Yuri. What's your name?"

[cherry blossom.]

Username: cherry blossom.
Name: Maccon
Gender: Male

[eltonn]

Username: seedcakes
Name: Rayzore
Gender: Male

*sound of 'wake me up' by evanescence and lincoln park playing in the distance*

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[Esther~]

Username: *~Blizzard~*
Name: "My name? Why don't you mind your own business?!" Her name is Evanescence
Gender:"Don't you dare ask." Female

mark

[SmileChild]

Mark with the name crimson ebony and a story of being an orphan and a runnaway

[⚙❌⭐️₩.Đ. ₲₳₴₮ɆⱤ⭐️❌⚙]

mark cause why not

[lexthedestroyer]

Username: lexthedestroyer
Name: Raven Bloodstone
Gender: Female
Extra:
Raven stepped outside unwillingly, literally pushed out the door by her mother. "Bye Rex-honey! Have a great day!" Raven flipped her large mane of bright red hair from her face and sighed loudly. How was any day a good day when you were as Emo™ as Raven was? Yes, her name was Raven Bloodstone; technically, her birth name was Rex Jones, but she changed it when she realized her true emo calling. She was very sad all of the time; nothing ever changed in her life, she had no friends, and nobody liked her. Her only comfort was music and sleeping, and crying. And finding new ways to apply eyeliner and fake blood. She had to live up to her name, didn't she? Today she was outfitted with a multitude of red and black bangles that jingled merrily- er, sadly on her arms, as well as anime wristbands. She had recently gotten a skull charm implanted onto her tail tip, and it hurt and made her tail very heavy, but it was worth it to see the look on her mom's face. She was wearing a shirt that read 'Music Is My Only Friend', and it was true. As Raven walked into school and adjusted her decorative spiked collar, she ignored all of the other cats who greeted her and smiled at her, looking crestfallen as she walked right past them. "Hey, Mindy, I like your shirt! What music do you listen to?" It was a cat younger than her; his screen showed a confident heartbeat, bright blue, and he pricked his ears up, but quickly folded them back as she shot him an acidic glare. "My name is Raven, you absolute peasant, she hissed at him. She then started crying and ran away, leaving a scared and confused cat behind. Jumping into the bathroom, she pulled out a pair of clunky over-the-ear headphones because even though everyone else used earbuds and she could afford them, she was too edgy for them. Her mom had bought her multiple pairs and many new phones and iTunes gift cards, but Raven instead pulled out an old iPod Nano and put her music on shuffle. Her favorite song came on; it consisted of someone with spiky dyed hair screaming for five minutes straight. Mindy relaxed against the wall of the bathroom and thought about how bad her life was. She had a home, a loving family, nobody had ever broken her heart, but she had found that he true nature was too E D G Y for them. So no she must live this way, even though everyone wanted to be her friend and missed her and she was just being mean. Without even a reason. She was a perfectly normal girl, and then her fur changed, her hair grew, and everyone hated her forever THE END