[Prince of Awesome]

Oh sorry I ment to edit and I accidentily edited then quoted

[corgie]

Username:SweetCorgi
Mystic's Name: Toxic shell *Toxic or Shell for short*
Gender: Female
Use (fursona, character, ect): Character,maybe a fursona though very unlikely
Other: [-WIP-]
Describe Her:
Body- Her body is a light brown, than a dark brown, her chest is the darker brown along with her belly. Than there are very dark stripes on her shoulders and back legs.
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Wings- Her wings are a dark brown, and look like they are striped with different colors, the very tip of all the feathers on her wings are lime green, the same color as her antlers.
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Head- Her head is a light brown, her ears are a darker brown and the tips are lime green. On the top of her eyes and snout is a dark brown also. Under her eyes is a lime green line, than goes up the left side, in between those to is a dot. Than they extend to the ends of the underside of her eyes, and curve out. Than they go back down like tear-drops, and collide. Between the to colliding lines under her eyes, is an oval. Her eye color is a pale blue, she appears to be blind.
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Tail- The top of her tail is a light brown, like her base color. The bottom of her tail is a dark brown, and the stripes on her tail are at the very tip. There is a green dot right on the stripes, though it does not cover all of them.
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Legs- Her legs are a very dark brown, like the stripes on her tail,body and her ears, chest and snout. Her ankle and down on her front legs is a lime green swirl the same color as her antlers, tips of her ears, the dot on her tail, and the tips of her feathers on her wings.The swirls start out as a triangle, that move upwards and seperate into 2 different swirls. Underneather those 2 swirls are 2 small dots.
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Toes- Her toes are pure-white, all of her legs toes are white and her claws are black.
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Antlers- Her antlers are a lime green, color with 3 ''horns/spikes'' sticking out, 2 on the very top and one at the base of the antlers.
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Personality: Toxic is very loyal and happy, she enjoys flying around, though she is very shy around new creatures. She can sense if you are nice, or not not your full personality but if she would like you. She enjoys swimming too, along with climbing very high trees.She loves the smell of pine needles and parsley and loves to roll around in it. Once she fully knows you her true personality comes out, she is still quiet but is very bubbly, outgoing and always has a taste for adventures.
Home:
In my character thread, she gets her very own post to herself!
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Toxic lives in a very grassy field land, though lots of trees are in it too. She lives in a large tree underneath it were a hole is. Large roots cover the opening, but enough space lets Toxic climb in and out. She lives next to a large lake with lots of fish,frogs and bugs. There is also a few very large trees which she climbs and practices her flying. Her home seems perfect, to live in but it is not. A large wolf pack, lives near here along with cougars and elk herds which travel through her land. Mainly she flies away to safety. But she wants to prove that she is brave.
Items:
A brown swirl sea-shell necklace.
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The rest is a WIP still adding more though~

[The_Tide_Keeper]

Username: The_Tide_Keeper
Mystic's Name: Taboo
Gender: Male
Use (fursona, character, ect): Fursona
Other: Traces of a smile still lingered on his fresh face. Snap! Swish! Plop! The remainders of a twig flew into a star dappled puddle. The thudding feet behind him were inevitable, but his paws still grazed the forest floor. He could escape, of course he could, but where was the fun in that? His alternative: run, and he did. All too soon daylight began to seep through the trees and his followers energy wore thin. Now he did the only thing there was left to do, and with two powerful flaps he was comfortably sifting through a cloud, all that was left of the night hung on a thin black string from his jaws, brightly swaying in the breeze.

Please and thank you, I love your designs and I'm hoping to get this one.

[InsomniacFox]

Username: BoodSoul
Mystic's Name: Tigress or Hedge [Only to best friends]
Gender: Female
Use (fursona, character, ect): Very much loved char~ <3
Other:

Tigress kept her delicate head head high, walking the straight path between the trees slowly and precisely. Today was the day of her crowing as the Duchess of High GaleWood, and she needed everything to go smoothly. Tiny bells adorned her, emitting tiny ringing sounds every time she moved. Her fur had been washed free of dirt and knots, making it as smooth as a laurel leaf. Tigress padded forward more, reaching the foot of a gnarled willow tree, half bent with age. It's long branches hung down, and you could hardly see through them. Juni moss carpeted the ground, making her steps light and springy. Tigress looked calmly at Keno through pale eyes. He was the Duke before her; he had gotten too old for the job, and had to step down. Tigress, being ancestor of the pure Ancient order, was almost pushed into the job. Luckily, she cared about all of GaleWood and it's inhabitants, making her a fine ruler. She was still young, yes, but that didn't matter to her to-be subjects. They needed a young mind, one who would bring in new ways to the stale, dusty Court. Keno dipped his head and Tigress did too, interlocking horns. This was an ancient ritual, only to be done with royalty. Keno stepped back and Tigress turned to face the large audience, almost all of GaleWood. "My faithful subjects," Keno addressed them in his raspy voice. "You know know that I am unfit to rule. Tigress has come into the duty, and thought she is young still, she will be a fine ruler. Now, I pass the Sceptre of Wisdom down to her." The Sceptre of Wisdom was a long piece of polished birch, passed down form ruler to ruler for many seasons. On top it had an orb of pure silver, and had feathers from many different birds radiating down form strings. Tigress accept the Sceptre, and a cheer was given. "Long live Keno, the past ruler! Long live Tigress, the new ruler!" Tigress felt like she was floating in the clouds; she was really the sole ruler of GaleWood!


And that's as far as I got. <3

[rockonhammy]

Username: Rockonhammy
Mystic's Name: Paradise
Gender: Female
Use (fursona, character, ect): Character/maybe fursona with Deaya and Zoey
Other: A unnormaly small smoky black wolf was walking down a stream that was the border between the four packs. Her bright lime green eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks still showed her recent tears. She had a limp and then she looked at the rocks and sighed with hurt "thats were me and you would try to stay on those slippery rocks.... i..." she flopped down hiding her face with her left front paw that had a 8 sigh on her shoulder. Her scar on her face and scars on her left flank shown what great pain she had been through. Soon a glimse of brown and green came out and sniffed the small female wolf, She raised her head and her eyes widen and she gasped and ranked her claws over the creatures face in fear! The creature let out a yowl of great pain and flatted its ears backing up with its head low. She shook her head looking at her paw with blood splattered on it, she thought no.... no i thought i was done hurting others! No.... i dont want this blood to stain me not when i just got all the past washed off me! She limped over to the stream that was crystal clear and put her paw in and soon the water was stained with dark red. The creature looked at her and flapped its wings a bit and smiled small "dont worry creature.... im here to help." She looked back at the creature with blood streaming down her cheek and off her face yet she had a smile. She sat up and shook the water off her paw and sighed "names Deaya.... i... i didnt mean to hurt you miss..." The creature smiled "De... Deaya? Well i see your kind around alot but your pretty small..." Deaya sighed and rolled her eyes "yeah... i always have been small... yet i strick fear into everyons heart." The creature ranked its horns on a tree to make them sharp and sat down as she curled her tail around her long legs, "well Deaya i want to help... help you become happy once again." Deaya fur bristled on her back and neck and she stood up to the creature "Im the leader of Dusk Wolves Pack and yet im forgotten! I fight with everyone even my brothers so what makes you think you can make me happy again!" The creature sighed and put her paw on her shoulder "Im not named Paradise for no reason Deaya.... let me help... plus then i could be your friend!" Deaya narrowed her eyes at the creature and then let her fur lie flat slowly, she rolled her eyes and gave a small smile "Paradise... it fits... i guess your my Paradise." Paradise smiled and nuzzled Deaya "i only wish to have your happiness come back to you... and i will stop at nothing to do that..."


i guess thats it. Well Deaya is me and i feel like that at school so i guess i need a bit of paradise to hold me up and get me through. Oh btw i love this picture!

[Come Ask Lilly]

I want to enter, but I wouldn't use it for anything... Oh well, I'll do it anyway for the fun of it, and just leave 'use' blank.

Username: Come Ask Lilly
Mystic's Name: Ezzlpha
Gender: Female
Use (fursona, character, ect):
Other:
She was on the beach that night. The stone was warm beneath her, radiating the heat of the now-missing sun. She stared at the green sea flecked with silver. This was where it had happened. This was where her life had ended. Now what had been living was merely surviving, breathing in, breathing out, eating when she needed to, doing what she could to survive. Survival. There was no reason to think of something that she didn't need to know. Happiness had died here, on this very spot; with no happiness, why ponder the mysteries of life? Survival. Survival was enough.
She was alone that night. Alone on the beach, alone in the world. Alone but for the stars above her. Each star gently glittered its own meaning, its own voice, calling out.
Alone but for the sand. The sand had a glitter of its own, free from any reflections, and a radiating heat that cradled her rock.
Alone but for the plants around her. The leaves gently whispered comforts and mournings for the past and for the future.
Alone but for the swelling of the sea. The sea's gentle foam moved always forward towards even the most hopeless cause, a ceaseless motion for the sands and for the mountains.
Alone but for the darkness. The darkness ready to engulf her, the darkness fighting back to protect her.
Alone but for these;
Alone but for the memory.
Alone but for the shell that hung from her neck;
Alone but for the whispers that slowly died in her ear.
Somehow she knew he was still here. He lived though he had ceased to survive, lived always with her; she died though her body went on breathing, dead without him.
"Why did you leave me?" she whispered to the wind. "Why?" The sky grew only darker; the stars seemed, to her, to cease their shining. "Why did you save my life when I can't live without you?" she murmured. "How could you do this to me?" The night was growing cold as the sand and stone around her lost the last of their warmth. "You said you loved me. You knew that saving me would leave me alone. Why did you do it?" The wind began to die down, leaving near silence around her. "I would rather have drowned. Didn't you KNOW THAT???" She screamed it out into the night. Dark, cold, silent, as even the waves of the sea stilled with no wind to drive them. "I loved you. Even drowning would have been better than this!" She screamed her fury and devastation, receiving no answer in the silence. She hung her head, tears in her eyes, lids closed to shut out the darkness. "I loved you..."
I wanted you to die, she thought. If it was one of us, I wouldn't want you to go on. I have a family, a home; you had nothing but me. She shut her eyes tighter, not wanting to think of what she had been avoiding since that day. I would have tried to help you. You would have understood. She curled up, trying to shut out her voice of reason. I don't want you to have this pain. She stood up, feeling warmth on her chilled fur, and made a silent promise to the world: I will live in your memory, Kyne. I loved you then, I will love you always. The dawn was breaking; the world renewed its own promise. Kyne, I loved you then. I know you had a purpose. She was afraid, afraid to move on; it was strange, looking upon this world and seeing it for what it was. Kyne, this was where you died. This was where I died. She sat down, lifted her head in a howl. "I am a Mystic; I am a creature with pride. I will not be held back by what once was."
Kyne, I will love you always; live in me, and I will never forget you again.

[EmberWolf]

*dies* Lilly, if I could read your works all day every day, I would. You're writing and poetry is amazing. Have I told you that already? And the song I'm listening to... a film score... totally adds to the effect XD I would kill for the skill you have when it comes to literature. o3o

[Come Ask Lilly]

*dies* Lilly, if I could read your works all day every day, I would. You're writing and poetry is amazing. Have I told you that already? And the song I'm listening to... a film score... totally adds to the effect XD I would kill for the skill you have when it comes to literature. o3o

Thank you! You just made my day... I felt like I was getting corny and generic and I kind of sacrificed quality for the sake of originality... ^,^'

[Come Ask Lilly]

*your story here*

Wow, beautiful. That's the most creative story here. ^,^

[amato]

Picture drawn by me. I messed up and saved as JPG, and It looked funny.
But now, I think I totally destroyed it. Im sorry! The person who wins will
get this as some fan art, or if I win, Ill just keep this. <3 Thank you very much,
and good luck!

Username: Eleweth
Mystic's Name: Fern
Gender: Female
Use (fursona, character, ect): Character, bound to be used in a Fantasy Roleplay. :3
Height: 8ft 6in, very tall.
Wight: 132lbs, but very skinny.
Mis-Happs.: Not very good at flying, cant fly for very long. She can glide though.
Personality: Fern is a jumpy Mystic, yet she can be sarcastic and irritating. She has many of her mother's traits, loving, yet very obnoxious. But she gets submissive around larger Mystics, and she can be very kind.
History:

I soon discovered that the warmness coming back and forth from the bulky brown shape was my mother, and the squirming things around me were my three other siblings. My vision was not very clear, and everything was only a blur. But I made out shapes, and smells of mother were always around. My vision was clearing by hours, and soon enough I saw mother clearly as she was trying to stimulate the warm fluids below me. She was a lovely brown, and light green marks covered her body, and as I noticed, I looked just like her! And around me, my three other brothers were just the same.
We constantly squirmed over and around each other, and I always had to avoid Hungry, (I Named him that because he acted so desperate for food..) when it came for feeding time. Mother always gave Hungry some washing, while me, Claws, and Wet-Nose were to playfully fool with each other.

I named each of my siblings myself, since it suited them best. Claws had very long claws while most of us didnt, and he always scared us with them as we played. I named Wet-Nose because his nose was always dripping as if he was sick. Me and Wet-Nose were always goofing about; as if we were best friends. We even were one day let out; all four of us. I learned that the place me and my brothers had lived in was a large willow trees trunk, and as me and Claws, and Wet-Nose were finally walking, we went for a tree climbing adventure.

It was obvious Hungry was the runt; he always slept and and suckled much more than us, and grew very big boned. Me and Claws once investigated him, he smelt sour like Mom's milk, and always had his eyes shut and asleep. So we never bothered him. But we felt bad for never wanting to play with him out by the creek down from our den, but it actually never stopped us.

It was a sunny morning when we all went for a investigation around the boggy creek. It was all fun and games, and it was hilarious to see Wet-Nose fall face first into the moist earth from up top the hill, but Claws and I both too went down the same. We evenly kept pace, and all of us looked like clones since were so alike. But I must have been the first to break out of the group. Something was hopping, it was green too. And soon I realized what it was. A frog! My frog it was, and I followed it. It was moving away from our puppy pack; and I didnt take much notice. What would it taste like? I was so close too, every time it leaped I snatched it legs, but it always squirmed away. Claws suddenly came at it, and scared it away. I grunted, and started at him. But he was bigger than me, and I had to be submissive. It probably wouldnt have tasted good anyways.

Mother decided to take us hunting today, and she kept these large things from her back around us. I just noticed them; there were big, and had light green tips. I glanced back at Claws, Wet-Nose, then up at hungry who was being carried the way we all left behind months ago. We didnt have any.. Where were they? But my attention span wasnt long enough, before long my eyes were set on these large things; squares, and they had these weird creatures walking around them. They had fur only on their heads, and wore shiny stuff on their bodies, like cover up for fur. And these large things on the ground with fluid in it sloshed around, and tiny creatures with fur tufts were jumping into it, they let out shrieks and constantly made noises that were not very enjoying.

Mother was constantly jerking away, and pulling us place from place and it was irritating me to see her so conscious. But see her like this also made me conscious, and I too kept my ears up like she did. But finally we came to another big box thing, and these filmy bags were at the back. Mom helped us fit in, but we felt we didnt need the help. We all stumbled to the bags, and quietly investigated them. Mom came up to us, and indicated to be very quiet. We were.

Suddenly a sound came from my belly. Claws and Wet-Nose Stared at me, then suddenly Wet-Nose had the same happen. Claws thought it was funny, yet soon enough his tummy made the same growl. Hungry was growling, he was pawing anxiously at the filmy bags. Mom shoved him aside, and we watched her pull a claw across the bag, and it split. Horrid smells escaped from it, and we all cringed back from the smell. Mother was going to pull it away, but Hungry got there before she did, and dived into the smelly stuff. Everything spilled out, and the other three of us went to take a a bite. It wasnt bad; there was bread-crust, some hard sweet tasting things that made crunches in our mouths, and some meat. We all stuffed our bellys with the stinky stuff, and I didnt find it that bad. Claws was finishing off a chunk of meat, and Wet-Nose was contently waiting around since he finished his meal. Hungry had far before finished his meal, and I watched him do these funny things. He constantly made gaging sounds, and opened his mouth repeated times. Finally, this large amount of fluid and chunks of recently ate food sloshed out of him, and I found it quite hilarious.
Mother nosed Hungry who was cowering in the corner, letting whimpers out. We all kinda found it funny, until I too felt my tummy gripped in a powerful spasm. We left after that; our bellies full enough for the night and the rest of the day tomorrow.

I learned it was almost time for all of us to split; since mother started to leave the den more and more, day by day. Hungry was starting to get splotches on his pelt, and his eyes leaked a little pus in the morning. I felt bad for him, and wondered if he was going to make it into the real world.

Mom came back, but she ignored us all. We hadnt eaten for a while, and we always thought she was going to come back with food. But she only came back with a full belly of her own. Me, Claws, and Wet-Nose all went out one day, thinking we can find our own food. But we came back with nothing successful. But when we came back to our den, mother wouldnt let us in. She kept her eyes big, and didnt do much but stare. We had no clue what to due.

But I noticed that she was different; she as more dull then the many times I've seen her, she wasnt that rich brown. Her green marks were bright, and she just seemed.. distant. I felt distant too; I had noticed after a while that I was growing painful bumps on my back, and they werent very comfortable. And so was Claws and Wet-Nose, they both had bumps on their back.

We were all three alone, we huddle together on the colder nights since we had no where to sleep. And tats when I noticed it was time to go our ways. When morning came, we all came to find Hungry, but we only came to see him dead, and reeking with decay. With mom sadly crouched over him in grief, I felt this sad pang in my belly. Was he really dead? We came closer; but mom scared us off, and we all went away, far away from moms den. Away far enough she wouldnt find us. I was heartbroken to leave so soon. But I knew her time would soon end too, and then maybe, she will be happy with Hungry..

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