[Vermilion Ink]

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dropping out : )

[Warrdog]

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Freaksho
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Graymoor (or Gray for short)
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Male
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Quite some time ago, I was travelling with my father; we always moved form place to place cause that's what me ad dad used to always do. He would say to me "let's go meet the world, son" and I would always answer with a lazy yawn "The world's not moving, dad, go back to sleep." he would always laugh and begin the same story about how the world's always turning, and nothing one day will be the same the next. The same number of leaves on a tree won't be the same if the wind blows through them; the same number of birds won't perch on the same branch tomorrow. He wanted to capture each an every moment on earth with his own eyes, but that's impossible, so we'd always just grab as much as we could for one day, and pick up again the next. He showed me many wonderful, and fantastic things. Gotta say the creepiest thing I've ever seen was all the legs on a millipede -shivers- honestly! do you really need that many legs to move around?! I've seen many beautiful things as well; nothing beats the "thousand color storm" as my father would put it. It happens twice a year- once in fall, and once in spring. My favorite was fall, when the cool air whips up through the leaf piles and spins around the beautiful autumn tones of the season. I would chase the storm for miles until the wind fell, but then my dad would point out "How many new things did you see?" and I would reply "Not much"; focusing on one thing I had bypassed so many other wonders of nature and our surroundings. As I grew I was still able to chase my color storms, and observe the land around me. Even when I was distracted by other things I was able to see the events around me like deer bounding gracefully across and empty field, and field mice rummaging around for seeds in tall grass. My eyesight allowed me to see the world in every plane! It was really exciting being able to tell my father about every new thing, or small detail I saw, and he would be really proud of me for seeing things as he knew I could all along. Only thing was...as my sense of the world grew better, my father's...well, it went away. He grew blinder by the day, and soon he really couldn't see anything at all. We could walk shoulder to shoulder through forests, and fields, and I would describe every detail to him; painting him a picture so he could see though my eyes since he kinda lacked his own. One night; something magical happened; something I'd never seen before in my life. A star shower; I struggled to describe this to my dad, but he still smile anyway; gazing up at the heavens through his cloudy eyes. I got the feeling that he could see the stars somehow, I don't know what made me think that; maybe it was the way the grin pulled at his wrinkled lips. Perhaps is was the way his eyes seemed to glow so childishly as he watched the stars fall from the sky; I don't know, but he was happy, so I was especially so. We laid down form some rest that night, but I was still bubbling with energy even after the stars ceased to fall and merely twinkled in the sky. I left my father to sleep and went to get a drink of water; in hopes of calming down with a walk. The stream wasn't too far off anyway. It was on my way there I found something magical. Truly magical! It glimmered, and glowed like one of the stars in the sky. I was able to pic it up, though it looked like it was on fire, and it was cool. It made me feel so tranquil, and calm. I ran back to show my father, but by time I got back to him the glow of the small; rather sweet tasting rock had gone. I was disappointed, but my father seemed to look to me as though something horrible had happened. "My Gray, look how you've grown" he said. My eyes widened- how could he see me? I set the dull star piece down only to realize there was still some more of glowing. It was me! "You can see me dad?" I smiled happily. "As clear as day" he answered with a light chuckle. "Though, you look a little different than I remember, and I can only see the grass around your feet" he said. I smiled regardless, and hugged him. We would continue our travels, and I would be hid guiding light!

-I'm gonna pretty this up; but this is pretty much my form :3-

[ariae.]

Beautiful~!
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Username q u a c k s., but please call me Lauren or just Quacks~!
Name Verya Kandella, translating to believing lantern. Short for Verya Kandella is simply Verya.
Trivia Verya is the Russian word for believing (веря) and Kandella is the Korean word for lantern (칸델라)~my explanation is in the Reason section.
Gender Female
Reason "People's beliefs will burn brightly from within, like a flame glowing in their hearts." The Cerial had spoke once, explaining why the were grotesque, yet beautiful, white glowing marks around her. Verya, as a young Ceiral, believed in many things, from whispering winds that spoke to magical creatures. She had a bright heart of a burning flame, a flame that never died out. But how did, all of these beliefs cause odd markings that glowed?
Wake up, young one.
A Ceiral's, gray eyes flickered open, startled by the voice in her head. Quickly, she scrambled up onto her paws, the Ceiral panted and looked around with a scared expression on her face. Slowly, that expression dyed and was replaced with curiosity, as she saw nothing but whiteness around her. She could feel her paws on something, but as she looked down, it seemed as if she was floating. What is this, a dream? Her head swiveled around, curiosity growing. With a sigh, she slumped her shoulders, I believe it is. She heard herself mutter, and looked up again, turning around in a full circle. Hello! Can anyone hear me! Her cry seemed to have echoed, foreshadowing the Ceiral that it was a large room. But she felt so closed up, Anyone out there!? She cried again, waiting silently. When there was no response, the Ceiral sighed and moved forward, not knowing which direction she was going towards.
I'd appreciate if you stayed in the same spot, so I won't have to look for you.
The Ceiral froze, where had that voice come from? Quickly, she turned around. W-Who...? No need to worry, Verya, I'm only here to talk to you. A cloaked Ceiral had lowered down to her, meeting her eyes from it's own under the grey cloak. Verya, the frantic Ceiral, stared with curiosity feeling her jaws drop. She sensed a smile from under the hood, So I've heard, a young Ceiral with so many beliefs, yet a power so strong. The voice smoothly echoed, just as Verya's cries. Verya could only stare with curiosity and cautiousness, Looks can be deceiving, her mother had quoted. With a gulp, the Ceiral straightened herself, head high and paws together. And who are you? She inquired, gazing with curious grey eyes. A chuckle echoed, I'd prefer that I'd keep that secret. The cloaked figure spoke, raising its head to match Verya's. Stiffening, the young Ceiral took another, long breath before she spoke again. I'd prefer if you let me go home. She bit her lip, tail swishing as she waited for the cloaked figure's response.
Tick-tock-tick-tock.
Oh my, seems I am running out of time. Was the response, the figure moved surprisingly fast as it neared Verya. Time is short, but that flame of yours burns bright forever. It said, sending a shiver down Verya's spine. Yet all those beliefs hold a power unknown; and it is about time it should be unlocked. Woah, woah. Don't you think you got the wrong... The young Ceiral paused, ...er...person? No, no I haven't. The response echoed quickly, and Verya stared. The figure lowered its cloaked head and began muttering something Verya couldn't catch. Hey, what'd you- The female Ceiral broke off, gasping in surprise. She felt warmth surround her, a mysterious, white mist surrounding her. Was she...glowing? She quickly looked at the cloaked figure, but it was gone.
Use your power wisely, Verya. She hear the echo cry in her ears, but before she could say anything.
Her vision burst into darkness.

Good luck everyone~!

[MirrorMask]

This ends this Sunday, the 27th please have your form done by then if it isn't already.

[MirrorMask]

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υѕernaмe
Hello there, my name is Mikune
Though most go on calling me either Miku or
Mikky I don't mind any of the three.

naмe
Jean. The name Jean just seems to be
rather befitting.

gender
Male
the design itself doesn't give me any vibes
of being female. so male seemed to fit a
lot better then such

reaѕon
jean himself does not glow, but the silk
that has laced his fur from glow worms.
jean was never socially by most and this
lead him to leaving his normal home and
living in caves. his first few days within
the caves towards the entrance, they
were normally filled with darkness. though
as he had spent more time within the caves,
he began to travel further down. Upon his
traveling further down into the caves, jean
had came across a colony of of glow worms.
he was confused and bewilder by the sight,
to the point where he could not and keep
himself up on his paws. jean had stumbled
through many of the hanging glowing silk.
the silk had laced his fur, thus making it glow.

You get him, I loved your idea of the silk the best. I didn't even think of that as a possible idea at first.
Take care of him.

[ariae.]

Congratulations Mikune~!

[sinnadaddy]

my glob
little jeanny
*nuzzles fluffy booty*
Gonna spoil him so much
Do you think you could add me for items and to make transparent?

[MirrorMask]

my glob
little jeanny
*nuzzles fluffy booty*
Gonna spoil him so much
Do you think you could add me for items and to make transparent?

sorry it took me a bit, but added you.