[Grinsome]

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M A K O A T L -- N A M E:
Vesuvius ~ Vesu for short

M A K O A T L -- G E N D E R:
Female

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WHERE DO THEY COME FROM?
Vesu lives on the uninhabited side of the island of Pompeii. She was named after the volcano that rests on the island due to her volcanic coloration. The tourists that come to the island in boat loads (literally) usually pollute the shore waters and create annoyingly loud crowds. This keeps Vesu off of the main land. But when night comes, she manages to sneak her way onto other side of the island. Vesu actually loves Pompeii. She enjoys searching the ruins and running through the old Pompeii town. Sometimes, she even hikes up to Mount Vesuvius, making sure it wont erupt again any time soon. When day breaks, she makes her way back down to her side of the island and begins her day.


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M A K O A T L -- H I S T O R Y:
When Vesu was born, she was born at the bottom of the ocean next to a patch of underwater volcanoes. It is said that her coloration is due to her being born too close to the steaming water and molten lava. Her mother had not known about the underwater volcanoes until they had erupted during Vesu's birth. She found it extremely dangerous to continue living where they were so she took her new pup and swam far away, in search of a better home.

He mother found a new beautiful cave with clear waters and plenty of pray. She quickly decided to call it their new home and dropped Vesu off in the cave. Vesu was still very young and had trouble swimming correctly due to the first part of her life being carried to their new home instead of instantly learning after birth. After some practice around in the shallows, Vesu finally got a hold of swimming and both her and her mother headed out to find a few decorations for the new cave.

While Vesu's mother was searching through the coral, Vesu found herself attracted to the beautiful sea shells and even some star fish. She found the colorful shells to be her favorite and gathered a few. But she had no idea that these shells were in use. A loud yip filled the waters as the hermit crabs within the shells began to latch onto Vesu. She flailed and swam around in zigzags, trying to rid herself of the crabs. Some let go, but others had a higher tempter and desired to teach this pup a lesson. Vesu's mother heard her yelp and quickly rushed to the scene. She caught a hold of Vesu and pried off the rest of the hermit crabs. Vesu, whimpering softly, decided to remain next to her mother for the rest of the day. It was not in all a bad day though. At the end of their search, Vesu's mother found her a beautiful red conk shell that was empty and open for the taking. Vesu instantly cheered up and decided to keep the conk next to her bed.

Time flew by as days flooded together. Her pup hood was nothing but play, but when it came to her teenage years, Vesu was given all the school work. Her mother began by teaching her how to hunt. Vesu was actually a natural at this, regarding her clumsy behavior and curious personality. She was a fine huntress, focused and quiet when it came to catching her prey. The main reason why she is so focused on getting her prey is because she loves food. Vesu is not picky what so ever and loves to try new foods. Her favorite is eel. Eel is a very hard type of prey to catch. Usually her mother has to join in to pin it down. But when Vesu is in the mood, she is able to catch an eel by herself.

Vesu's mother also taught her the way of the land. Their cave sits on the other side of the island of Pompeii so tourists are not a problem. Her mother made sure to show Vesu the boarders so she would not go into the human territory. She also told her to never go up the mountain. Whenever Vesu would ask why, her mother would say something different each time. It varied from humans to storms, to not enough oxygen. Vesu one day figured she was lying in climbed the mountain in her free time. Only then did she realize it was a volcano. She was not scare though, but actually extremely interested. Something about being on top of a volcano made her feel powerful and free. She travels up their regularly and still tells her mother she was just looking around the forest for small land prey.

Vesu grew into a fine mako, srong, bright, and ready for the world. Her mother knew it was her time decided to invite Vesu to join her in moving to a place with more makos. Vesu was not interested in being in a large pack. She'd much rather remain in a small one of two or even three. But the fact was, her mother was lonely. Her husband, Vesu's father, died in a hunting accident. It was not the prey that killed him, but a large cruise ship's propeller. He was out hunting with the pack and got sucked back by the propellers. Her never came home from the hunting mission. Vesu's mother had already mourned for him for many years and had accepted his death. All she desires now is friendship. She's been alone for too long. Vesu understands her loneliness and tells her that she can leave. Vesu says that she does not mind being alone and loves the island too much to leave. After a long debate between them, Vesu's mother finally decides to move to a near by shore line that actually has a nice sized pack of makos living their already. Her mother moves to live in the pack, but constantly visits Vesu whenever she can.

Vesu was not lying when she said she liked being alone. She loved the island and never feels alone when padding through the forest or sitting on top of the volcano. After some time hiking up the volcano, Vesu decided to name it. Since it is her favorite spot on the island, she gave it the name Mount Vesuvius, after her full name. She sometimes like to consider herself queen of Pompeii, that was until she discovered the other side of the island.

Once her mother had been gone for about a month, Vesu became curious about the boarders. She figured crossing them would not be so bad and made her way to the other side of the island. That is where she discovered all the humans and tourists. The site slightly disgusted her and she quickly returned to her side of the island, decided that night would be a better time to travel to the other side. When the sky had darkened, she made her way back to the other side of the island. Humans where less frequent and she found a way to explore without being sited. She soon found the ruins of Pompeii which caught her attention instantly. She made her way inside the ruins, traveling down the old roads and searching through the run down buildings. She was in love with it. She'd pretend to live in the houses and stroll down the street. She especially loved the town square and the fighting arena. In time she had build a secret path way from her side of the island or the ruins and she's visit there every night.

Vesu did get seen by a human once while she was in the ruins. She had accidentally fallen asleep in one of the houses and when the woke up, people had already started to flood the roads and other buildings. She had no choice, but to make a dash for it. only two people saw her and only one of them tried to convince the others of what they saw. Luckily no one believed them and Vesu was able to remain a secret. Now she is more careful about sleeping so it wont happen again.

Vesu to this day lives her life happily in her cave on the empty side of Pompeii. She hunts ever morning for her next few meals and continues to collect beautiful shells. During her free time in the day, she makes her way up to Mount Vesuvius and takes in the beautiful few and amazing feelings. Sometimes she'll even take a snack with her. At night she spends her time exploring the ruins of Pompeii and enjoying the run down town's elegance and learning about its history. Vesu loves her life and her every day routine, and whenever she is lonely, visits from her mother is all she needs.

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M A K O A T L -- P E R S O N A L I T Y:
Vesu is a kind and sensitive mako. She will help anyone and hates fights. She can be friends with practically anyone due to her charm and kindness. Vesu is very sensitive though. Even a thorn to her paw could cause a few sad whimpers, not to mention if anyone was mean or physically hurt her. Even though she is sensitive, she can be very aggressive about the things she believes in and loves. If her mother was being harassed, Vesu would not think about the situation. She'd immediately act, leaping viciously at the harasser.

Vesu is also very adventurous, discovering new things and exploring new places. Her curiosity could practically kill her. She cannot hold back when something interesting is discovered. She entertains herself by exploring new things. She has even mapped out the whole island, and she's still not finished. She adds details such as hidden caves or great hunting spots daily. One might think she would of filled up the map by now, but she has not. To be honest, even if she fills up the map, she'll most likely make a new one and add on to the water boarders.

Over all, Vesu is kind and sensitive, but can get aggressive. Adventurous and curious, exploring all that she can. She's also very bright, clumsy, athletic, and loving (especially towards her mother).


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[Captain Chomp]

Username:
Champion.
Makoatl Name:
Phoenix "Ace" Nadir
Makoatl Gender:
Male
Where do they come from? {No word limit!}
A laboratory,
Create a history for the Makoatl! {No word limit!} {Please nothing very graphic, follow CS rules!}
Born in a laboratory, lived a happy healthy life for ten years there, caretaker died and his home for his entire life was going to be demolished, put up a huge fight, lost, stayed in the ruins for another year before venturing far off into a secluded island with no other people/makes living there.
Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less:
{No word limit on the questions~!}

[alokesti]

Username: akita,
Makoatl Name: Kohala - Hawaiian volcano
Makoatl Gender: male
Where do they come from?:
Kohala was born near the base of a volcano. His parents told him that they chose it there because
it was very warm and all of their predators would not come near them because of the
danger of the lava.
Create a history for the Makoatl!: Kohala grew up near the base of the Mauna Loa volcano. His parents
believed it would be safer there though they were both totally wrong. One very stormy day, the volcano
began to rumble which it had never done before so it made Kohala’s parents a little nervous.
The rumbling all of a sudden ceased and about an hour later hot lava was at the base of the volcano.
Kohala’s parents did not have time to get away and he never saw them again. He blames this on his self
since he was not there to save them from the scorching lava. At the moment Kohala vowed never to return to that side of the island again so he Is now living to this present day far away & very alone in the jungles/forests of Hawaii.
Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less: Kohala Is a hot-head, getting mad at the littlest of the
things. Some tell him he has anger issues because he grew up near a volcano, which of course
makes him mad & he then blows up in their faces. Kohala does not like cold weather at all, the
slightest of breezes makes him shiver & chatter.

[quisicorazon]

Username: Okumura Rin
Makoatl Name: Volcanus
Makoatl Gender: Male
Where do they come from?: WIP
Create a history for the Makoatl!: WIP
Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less: WIP

[Amethysts]

Username:
Makoatl Name:
Makoatl Gender:
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Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less:
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[mairon]

Im actually super in love with this mako but I don't have time to try out D:
Can't wait to see the winners though! And the forms too!

[rottenmutt]

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S y k e s

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Kegan
"Bright shining flame" in Celtic

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ＷＨＥＲＥ ＤＯ ＴＨＥＹ ＣＯＭＥ ＦＲＯＭ:

Kegan comes from a deep undersea cave, which is extremely red. The cave that surrounds him where he lives is lava rocks, and the water has a eerie red tint too it. There's a small opening int he cave that closes out the sky mostly, but with a small skylight in it. That lets in a bright light that illuminates the lava rock and red water. No other makos have been here or have yet to discover it. Some fish live in the water, but not many. Two or three under water volcanoes are ere as well, but they barely affect anything. The water is warm, more then warm. He can only deal with it, due to growing immune. If a makoatl form the cold came here, they'd probably feel burns all over them. Kegan has just grown use to the feeling, and sometimes grows burns on his body but doesn't really notice them. Up on the shore of where he lives in this cave the sand is black, probably from the ash that falls down every once in awhile. Even if
the ash does rarely fall, it grew blacker and blacker with every year that went by. This place is beautiful nonetheless though. Night or day, it's always got this beautiful look. Even if it is slightly creepy, its his home.

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(sorry for the story being all over the place i'm bad at writing fufuf)
As a child, Kegan saw beauty in everything. He loved everything, he tried to believe everyone had god intentions. But I guess that isn't always the case. He had an older brother. It was his brother, mother, father and himself. Living on a small island that man had never touched. That nobody had ever touched except mako's and a few exotic birds and fish. Kegan had always wanted to be the apple of his parents eyes. but they always paid more attention to Blade.(his older brother) No matter how much he tried, and it never prevailed. As a child, he never got recognized. But still tried his best to be happy,living in his brothers shadow. He did happen to have two underwater friends. They were eels. Named Jake, and Click.

As he grew older and older, he realized he wasn't appreciated. It was all about Blade. Blade this, Blade that. He was the topic of his parents conversations all the time. Kegan just wanted to feel loved, to feel something from his parents. He had tried so hard to have them look to him in pride. But they never blinked an eye away from Blade. Kegan decided he'd make them proud, by hurting his brother and ""saving him". As Kegan planned it out step by step. He offered his parents if they wanted to go into the rain forest, the river was where they often would go swimming. Kegan had disguised his hate for his brother the whole time. He spotted a crocodile in the deep in, it looked like a rock sitting around others. "Blade, I bet I can beat you across the river!" Kegan shouted and ran off. Blade followed Kegan quickly. Blade never have up a challenge. And Kegan took advantage of that. Kegan jumped from rock to rock, and then onto the croc's back. Digging his claws into it. The golden eyes of the croc lit up, and Kegan jumped off, while Blade jumped on the crocodile snapped onto his legs. A scream of horror left Blade's throat. Kegan then heard his parents shriek, and Kegan turned to see Blade's two back laying in the croc's mouth. Kegan's eyes dilated in horror as he watched his brother being attacked by the croc, the water that once was clear and shining now stained in blood. Kegan shook his head in disbelief. "I just wanted to make them proud", as his brothers lifeless body laid in the water. Kegan sprinted across the rocks and water to get to his parents. "This, this wasn't suppose to happen," Kegan spoke in a low tone. A little horrified, when his father looked down on him. "You did this?!" his father shouted, as his mother tried to direct his rage from their now, only son. When his father jumped onto of him. Where they came from, tears in the fins meant battle or dishonor. So his father did just that, tearing into his back fin three times. Kegan struggled to get away, but couldn't. As his father finished with him, Kegan now knew he'd live in exile. Away from any life, his friends, and family. Only lucky his father didn't kill him. Kegan took off into a sprint, towards the volcano. There was a spot there, he would live from any life ever reaching him. In anger, and hatred for what his father did. If they had only paid attention to him, maybe Blade would still be alive.

Kegan lived in this underwater volcano paradise with Click and Jake. Still angered by the dishonor he faced for no reason.

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Kegan is hard to get along with though others try. Others either find him extremely approachable, or find him to intimidating. There's really no in between. Kegan is very snippy, and has a short temper. He gets overheated quickly when mad. It seems lie his blood boils when enraged. He'll yell at others, along with sarcastic remarks, and break stuff at times. There's a rock in his cave he uses to beat up on, so he doesn't break things valuable. Plenty of things make him mad, but he's still a good guy. When you first meet him, he'll seem the the stereotypical bad guy from the movies. But that's just the beginning. Kegan is your movie villain, he's got the looks, the vocabulary, and the personality. Keagan is very manipulative to get what he wants. By flirting, intimidating, or even hurting others. He's got a cold heart, and terrible attitude. Though loyal once you befriend him. Kegan isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. Kegan has the act of playing innocent and miserable, but only to trick others. And it usually works. He'll never take the blame for anything, even if there's blood on his hands. That won't stop him from playing his cards right. He's good at playing others like a T. He's been known to get out of his crimes and punishments. Kegan is just a wild card. From his raging temper, to his acts of innocence, to the crimes he'll commit.

[Shironeki.]

>>Username<<
Shironeki.

>>Makoatl Name<<
Eithne
An Irish - Gaelic name meaning little fire

>>Makoatl Gender<<
Female

>>Where do they come from?<<

>>Create a history for the Makoatl!<<

Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less:
{No word limit on the questions~!}

meep

[nymx]

Username:
Vanity.

Makoatl Name:
Canis Ignis
[Goes by Ignis, or Canis]

Makoatl Gender:
Female

Where do they come from?
Canis growled at the question, the darkness filling her eyes, “You want to know where I came from?” She huffed, “Thats not something you hear every-day. But, Ill tell you only a bit. I barley know you, and I’d like to keep it that way.” She growled eyeing the unidentified Makoatl.

Canis Ignis is from a long line, of Cerberus, or well hellhounds. Canis lived in Hell, for her first years as a child, or at-least she thinks. Because of her ‘hellish’ looks, she wants people to think she's some sort of deamon. She used to keep wanting power, or at least an army. Canis is now to be a peace-keeper, staying away from any social life, taking an interest in witch-craft. Ignis often sells potions for money, or anything of value to barter. In other words, it depends on the people she meets, she's full of lies. Canis only tells the Makoatl’s who are trustworthy, that she came from a ruined castle, the only one who knows her real story is a Mako who has moved on.

Create a history for the Makoatl!


Personality of the Makoatl in 300 words or less:


{No word limit on the questions~!}

[fruitbat]

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username: galaxy cat ;;
name: Ishira, meaning
'fire' in Sanskrit.
gender: Gender fluid,
biologically female and
uses they/them pronouns.

where do they come from?:
Ishira lives in a dense fores
t, which surrounds a large
volcano as well as many ca
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But Ishira settles into a fore
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It provides a lovely 'indoor' s
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of their spare time used to ma
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Ishria takes the world in two ways, primarily through their intuition and secondly externally, dealing with things with facts and logic. Every day is lived out by creative ideas, which turn into strategic plans and goals. But not all of their thoughts are clear like this. Growing up with anxiety, reality and ideas can be confused and belief that the world’s problems are their own are common. This causes them to become extremely cautious because of all the worry that they generate in their head. But self-control plays a major role in Ishria’s life, applying past knowledge to that circumstance. Their energy is mainly focused on observing the world and coming up with different ideas and possibilities. This frame of mind can distract them from their worries, processing new information and making associations about it.

The internal form of Ishria’s thoughts are highly individualized, and can’t be translated easily into something understandable. Expressing their ideas is a great difficultly, so they don’t particularly like talking to others about their emotions. This Mako spends a lot of time inside their own mind, and can have the impression that they take little interest in the others state of mind. Unless Ishria understands them, they have problems giving a level of understanding that they need. Other Makos may have a tough time trying to understanding Ishria. They may see them as aloof, rude and close minded. Indeed, they aren’t overly friendly or affectionate, and are likely to not give as much praise or positive support due to the strong need of both of those things. But this doesn't mean that they don’t care for others, they simply do not feel that they can give the best advice. This can also cause Ishria to break down or excessively worry about what they say.

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“Mummy, why am I a girl?”

A common question asked by a small Makoatl who goes by the name of Ishira. Ever since she was little, she never identified with her biological sex. She could never grasp the concept of being a girl, and the different pressures and expectations that came along with it. Why did pink represent girls? Why couldn’t she like the action involved when hunting for her food? Her parents weren’t all that concerned about their daughters mind set, they thought it was a good thing that she was being independent and having her own opinions at such a young age. They had high expectations for Ishira, believing that this young intelligence would lead onto something great. This rubbed off to her, which you could say was the start of her disorder. Being pushed by her parents to do well was something that her mind wasn’t capable of doing. All of her thoughts about who she really was, who she wanted to be combined with the guidelines set by her parents did not stick together. This type of action carried on until she was older as well. Today Ishira says that the hardest part of her life was most likely her early teen years, when society was feeding mixed messages into her venerable little mind.

Out in the coral reefs, Ishira was taking in the scenery with all senses. Her eyes were sharp, nose was picking up all smells, ears were alert and her paws were ready to do some exploring. For anyone who knew Ishria as a young Mako, they knew that she was extremely observant. Before she set out to polish up on her hunting techniques, she ran into another Mako of the same age. He was intimidating, scary looking. She didn’t like the way he looked, and started to worry sick about how he would view her.
“Oh- eh... Hi there” was all that managed to slip from Ishria’s lips at the time.
A low rumble came from the male, which must have been his way of saying hello, according to Ishira. Little did she know, this was the start of a great friendship. Who would of guessed that he joined her on that adventure, silently following beside her as she talked about countless nerdy stuff. She thought was he was just a ‘go with the flow’ type, so all Ishira did was talk to him with little to no reply from him. Which she didn’t mind, she could understand that they only just met and things were still awkward. At the end of the day, the young female realised she never got his name. “Whats your name? Im Ishira!” She said with a nervous tone, trying to appear confident. “Dårlig” Was what the other said, nothing more, and nothing less. With a slight nod of her head, she matched the name to the face and smiled. She swears to this day that she saw him smile back, but he would never admit to that.

Ishira’s intelligence is what kept Dårlig coming back to him, and soon they were having heated discussions on various topics. She would outsmart him every now and then, but she won’t deny that he was one of the best with words that she knew. This friendship they had kept her distracted from reality, her thoughts and even her parents at times. He stuck by her in times of hardship, and she does the exact same for him. During their prime years of being teenagers, things were rough. Limitations were the same, yet the way she thought was different now. She wasn’t thinking about why she was a girl, but rather, why did being a girl effect the ways people saw her? Ishira never had to courage to tell Dårlig how she really felt about herself, which caused her intense emotional pain. She could never bring herself to it, in fear that he would judge her and leave her side. She couldn’t afford to lose such a great friend. So for many years, Ishira lived with an unknown to her disorder. She still has it to this day, but known well enough that she can control panic attacks and evaluate her thought process.
This could cause her to isolate herself from friends, family, and even her best friend. She tried her best to hide her panic attacks from him and become extra careful when talking about feelings and inner thoughts. But on her 17th birthday, she has a sudden revolution in her head. Why be a girl, why be a boy? Why didn’t she just be herself? So she stopped referring to herself as a girl, and started to use they and them pronouns, but still accepts she and her. And on that morning on their birthday, they promise themselves that they would approach Dårlig and tell him the truth. They themselves worked up for so much, resiting what they’d say and all the rest. That afternoon came, and all the practice wasn’t good enough. Worried little thoughts lingered in their mind, pulling strings each time they would try and tell him. But it finally came out, through a lot of stutter and sweaty paws rubbing together.
“And whats the big deal?” Is all that Dårlig said, not really caring that they didn’t identify themselves as a girl or boy. Utter disappointment yet relief flooded their body as he said this. They couldn’t express the feeling of happiness that was expressed that day. But still to this day, he has no idea about their disorder and what their thought process is really like. They hope to tell him someday, but for now they still want him to be their rock, their best friend.