[ArizonaT3a]

Username;;
Kage the shadow
Name;;
Reaper
Gender;;
Female
Explain the skull and arm binds;;
A long time ago Reaper had a small yet loving family, her mother, and her brother. One day her little brother who was but a wee pup/cub decided to go out of the den alone. Reaper's mother was worried and sent Reaper out to look for her brother only to find a splatter of his blood here and there that was his. Worried and sick with anger and sadness she began to hunt down the thing that hurt her brother, and her brother. So she spent day and night looking for them before deciding to go to her mother with grief and agony. Once she got there her stomach turned and she felt as if her heart flew out of her chest. What greeted her eyes was the site of her dead brother and dying mother, and moving in for the kill was a beast unexplainable. Her eyes went to slits... Wip
Extras;;

[DoctorDraca]

Last resort

Username;;Sophie1814
Name;; Jax
Gender;; male
Explain the skull and arm binds;;
"hah so you really want to know behind the mystery?"
Once a boy named Jack small and fragile roamed the world, he was a kind hearted boy who had a passion for the outdoors and nature. Though do to conditions of his own Jack had a fragile heart which prevented him from going outdoors. With all the love in the world he admired his parents, they were scientists who meddled with animal life and the environment. Always yearning to learn more from them, he would constantly bug them about the walks and hikes they went on.
Like normal parents they tried to spend an equal time between their son and work, between the two of them this could easily be done, but on a cloudy afternoon his mother unexpectedly had a heart attack and died. His father tried his best to take care of ill Jack but it was too much. In Jack's eyes his father was a brave and courageous man but lately since his mothers death something seemed awfully wrong?
On a murky night Jack was called to his dads laboratory, it seemed strangely different in their and so did his dad. He kept using a sweetly harmful voice on Jack. His father grabbed Jacks hand and yanked him to a room unfamiliar to Jack but once inside he couldn't grasp what he saw.... Dead things...blood.....his mothers body... all in sight. The young Cervid shook with fear as his dad sat him down on a chair. A shaky tone was heard from his dad "it'll be ok, im going to make you strong. Your mother was too far gone but your not? You still have a heart a beating one at that!" Jack attempted to stand but sometime along he had been strapped to this icy cold metal chair. His eyes sunk to his mothers body which hand different bones plastered to it, slowly a tear rolled down his cheeks the decaying bodies, spilled blood, and bones sent a chill down his spine. His father pulled a large shot from a cabinet and stuck it into Jacks neck. He fell off into a hazy daze and his eyes shut. When he woke he felt a sharp sense of pain on his face and front two arms, everything was black. Nothing came from his mouth, it seemed to be stitched shut. Then he felt something sharp go down his chest, in a aggressive manner he flung himself out of the chair and attacked the nearest thing. He shoved his claws and bit down until he felt the cool blood surface from the body. His dads. Finally ripping his eyes open his vision was still off and it seemed as though he was wearing a helmet of some kind. Of all his attempts to rip it off he just got a painful headache..it was stuck, more like burned to his head. Hurrying he made his way to a mirror only to see a monster looking back at him. A ram type skull on his head, his arms bound by a tight wrapping cloth which appeared to be his mothers clothes, stitching shutting his mouth tight. He needed to talk, he needed to scream, and cry but no one was around. Going back to the messy blood stained room he took a glance at his father and mothers body. Quickly he grabbed a scalpel and ripped it through the stitched on his mouth leaving his tongue to slither out. Leaving the murder house as soon as he was finished.'Never to be loved or to love. Never to be trusted or to trust- never again will Jack do those things' The more monsterish Cervid spoke 'today I shall be known as 'Jax.'
Extras;;

REMOVED

Personality disorders;;
-He dosent trust practically anybody
-loves to win
-has strange desire to cripple beautiful things

REMOVED

Interests;; "hmm nothing I could name off the top of my head though I do have a liking towards things I can't have?"

Hobbies;; "One thing I inherited from my father..cutting things up, and a little gambling in there too"

REMOVED

Fears;; "Myself? Company? Trust? Love?....hah maybe all of them?"

REMOVED

Relationship;; Try me...

Sexuality;; He could easily be bisexual, the only problem is that he hasn't gotten close enough to anyone really to know?

[Krycifer]

Alriiiight.
I've decided on an end date- Sunday, or in two days.
I hope that gives you enough time, please let me know if extensions are needed. uwu

[GhoulishDes]

So is it over today?

[Krycifer]

So is it over today?

Indeed it is.
So
Along with this
It is now closed; BUT everyone who has already entered has three hours to finish their forms!
But no new ones allowed. Any entries after this post will not be included.

[Krycifer]

ALRIGHT, This is officially closed.
Judging shall begin.

[Krycifer]

username:
ｔｉｎｋ

name:
Sᴀɴɢᴜɪɴᴀʀɪᴜs ; "bloodthirsty"

gender:
ᴍᴀʟᴇ

explain the skull and arm binds:
he was once a powerful warlord, feared by all.

extras:

the tale of Sanguinarius, the bloodthirsty warlord.


Old man Ignatius sat down on a log, a group of children surrounding him. There were at least... six boys and three girls? He couldn't tell with precision, his eyesight was fading by the day.
"Tell us a story, old man Ignatius!" said a boy.
"Yes, tell us a real scary one!"
"Oh, you boys and your scary stories. Tell us a story with love and happy endings!" a girl swooned, sighing happily.
The boys groaned in unison. "Ew, yuck!"
Old man Ignatius sighed, rubbing his temples as the children argued. Just then, an idea popped into his mind. "Have you children heard about Sanguinarius, the mighty warlord?"
The children ceased their bickering, their eyes wide with interest. "No, old man. Tell us!" they chimed. The old man cleared his throat. "Very well then, I shall tell you the tale of Sanguinarius."

"Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived two young princes. The older prince was hardworking, he studied and trained day and night as the next heir to the throne, whereas the younger prince was their father's favourite, and never had to lift a finger. When the kingdom's medics told the princes that their father's health was declining, the older prince worked even harder to prepare himself to be the next king.
However, weeks later, when their father lay on his deathbed, the dying king announced that the younger prince, who had never done a thing, was to be the next king. The older prince was furious. How could he, who had done nothing but laze around all his life, become the next king?
Darkness and hatred consumed his heart, and the older prince left the kingdom. He vowed to take revenge and claim the throne as his.
In the years following the leaving of his brother, the new king married a beautiful woman and had a baby boy with her. He had forgotten about his older brother, taking the peace and serenity in his kingdom for granted. It was almost happily ever after, until he overheard one of his generals speaking in hushed tones about a fearsome warlord who wore a skull on his face and went by the name of Sanguinarius, had razed a neighbouring kingdom to ashes.
The king grew worried, and did all he could to prevent his kingdom from suffering the same fate as the neighbouring kingdom, but it was too late. It was only a couple months before Sanguinarius and his army appeared at the border of the kingdom. Frightened, the king increased the security within the palace and hid there with his wife and son, but Sanguinarius was not to be underestimated. The warlord appeared before the king, a malicious smile on his face.
"Hello, brother."
And that was all the king saw, before the world went black."

Collective gasps rose from old man Ignatius's audience. "What happened next?" blurted a young boy, wide-eyed. "Patience, young one. I'm getting to it," was the old man's reply.

"The kingdom suffered for many years, until one day, the villagers decided that they'd had enough of the vicious warlord. They banded together, caught the warlord unaware, bound him and defeated him, but not before suffering uncountable losses."

"Did the warlord really die?" a girl whispered.

"The warlord had prepared himself for such an event, and put a spell on himself which would enable him to walk the earth as a creature or a spirit, should he ever be defeated. It is rumoured that he took the form of a Canis Cervid and now roams the earth, preying on victims and seeking to corrupt the heart of men and women alike."

Old man Ignatius saw fear in the children's eyes. "This is all a legend though, so don't let it bother you, young ones," he chuckled.
"But, old man, how do you know so much about the warlord?" asked a boy.
A twinkle appeared in the old man's eyes. "I never said there weren't any survivors," he said mysteriously. "Now then, it's late. Off you go, children, and be safe!" old man Ignatius warned as the children sprang to their feet and hurried off to their homes.
Sighing, he covered his face with his hands. He hoped the children would be alright, there was talk of a dangerous creature around, and just a few weeks ago, it had taken his own grandson. Sadness washed over his face as he slowly got to his feet, reaching for his walking stick.
Just then, he caught a gleam of red eyes in the bushes.
"I can help you," came a haunting voice.
The old man caught sight of sharp fangs and a long, striped tongue. He gasped.

So, I have to be honest, I got stuck between two forms. However, out of both I had to choose one. So first, ｔｉｎｋ, you win this boy! The way you had the story told was awesome, and just the general idea was 'tasteful'.
Take good care of Sanguinarius! c:

But... I'm not gonna leave it at this. As for the other form that I couldn't stay away from is this one.

Last resort

Username;;Sophie1814
Name;; Jax
Gender;; male
Explain the skull and arm binds;;
"hah so you really want to know behind the mystery?"
Once a boy named Jack small and fragile roamed the world, he was a kind hearted boy who had a passion for the outdoors and nature. Though do to conditions of his own Jack had a fragile heart which prevented him from going outdoors. With all the love in the world he admired his parents, they were scientists who meddled with animal life and the environment. Always yearning to learn more from them, he would constantly bug them about the walks and hikes they went on.
Like normal parents they tried to spend an equal time between their son and work, between the two of them this could easily be done, but on a cloudy afternoon his mother unexpectedly had a heart attack and died. His father tried his best to take care of ill Jack but it was too much. In Jack's eyes his father was a brave and courageous man but lately since his mothers death something seemed awfully wrong?
On a murky night Jack was called to his dads laboratory, it seemed strangely different in their and so did his dad. He kept using a sweetly harmful voice on Jack. His father grabbed Jacks hand and yanked him to a room unfamiliar to Jack but once inside he couldn't grasp what he saw.... Dead things...blood.....his mothers body... all in sight. The young Cervid shook with fear as his dad sat him down on a chair. A shaky tone was heard from his dad "it'll be ok, im going to make you strong. Your mother was too far gone but your not? You still have a heart a beating one at that!" Jack attempted to stand but sometime along he had been strapped to this icy cold metal chair. His eyes sunk to his mothers body which hand different bones plastered to it, slowly a tear rolled down his cheeks the decaying bodies, spilled blood, and bones sent a chill down his spine. His father pulled a large shot from a cabinet and stuck it into Jacks neck. He fell off into a hazy daze and his eyes shut. When he woke he felt a sharp sense of pain on his face and front two arms, everything was black. Nothing came from his mouth, it seemed to be stitched shut. Then he felt something sharp go down his chest, in a aggressive manner he flung himself out of the chair and attacked the nearest thing. He shoved his claws and bit down until he felt the cool blood surface from the body. His dads. Finally ripping his eyes open his vision was still off and it seemed as though he was wearing a helmet of some kind. Of all his attempts to rip it off he just got a painful headache..it was stuck, more like burned to his head. Hurrying he made his way to a mirror only to see a monster looking back at him. A ram type skull on his head, his arms bound by a tight wrapping cloth which appeared to be his mothers clothes, stitching shutting his mouth tight. He needed to talk, he needed to scream, and cry but no one was around. Going back to the messy blood stained room he took a glance at his father and mothers body. Quickly he grabbed a scalpel and ripped it through the stitched on his mouth leaving his tongue to slither out. Leaving the murder house as soon as he was finished.'Never to be loved or to love. Never to be trusted or to trust- never again will Jack do those things' The more monsterish Cervid spoke 'today I shall be known as 'Jax.'
Extras;;

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no, no breathing
Don't give a [censored]
If I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort

Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a [censored]
If I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?


Would it be wrong or
Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide

'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Personality disorders;;
-He dosent trust practically anybody
-loves to win
-has strange desire to cripple beautiful things

I never realized, I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Interests;; "hmm nothing I could name off the top of my head though I do have a liking towards things I can't have?"

Hobbies;; "One thing I inherited from my father..cutting things up, and a little gambling in there too"

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying I'm crying
I can't go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a [censored]
If I cut my arm bleeding

Would it be wrong
Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide

Fears;; "Myself? Company? Trust? Love?....hah maybe all of them?"

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
Can't go on, living this way
Nothing's all right

Relationship;; Try me...

Sexuality;; He could easily be bisexual, the only problem is that he hasn't gotten close enough to anyone really to know?

You win the Runner Up! PM me a color palette you'd like, and leave it at that. uwu I'll do my best to come up with something fantastic for you.

[nyrissa]

Oh my goodness, thanks so much! <3

I'll take good care of him aaah

[I.Write.Sins]

Ohhh thank you!