[▷ Dreamcatcher ◁]

- Username -
Scarlet Chan

- Flent Name -
Black Noise

- Gender -
Male

- Age -
-unknown-

- Personality -
Cold and ruthless, this beast is not the kind you'd expect to find. He's cunning to almost a point where he's almost human. He was shunned for his ways and has grown accustomed to dark places.

- Short Story -
I was small, even for a pup. No one seemed to notice me even back then. My mother was a sweet and caring soul, but my father on the other hand, was just as foul spirited as the devil. Now a combination of such seems a bit unlikely, yes? But no matter, it had happened, a pup born a sin. The outcast bred with Royalty.

As I trotted through the place I called home back then, glaces were cast aside, paws stamped in anger at my presence, yet I knew not what I did wrong. My mother always had fought with my father, and this fateful day it all ended. My father had gotten so enraged with my mother, for a reason I can still not comply, that he simply snapped her neck. Snapped it because of his own greed. That black pit of nothing he was soon devoured me as I lived with him. he was the only one I knew who could bear to look at me.

As I grew, I went by the name of Shadow. it didn't have a bad ring, yet I knew this wouldn't suit well for me. My father was gravely ill but I no longer cared. he had caused me so much pain, that all I cared about was living a day longer, at this point. Nothing else seemed worth it. So I had started killing. It seemed like the only way I could keep myself tame, at least for a little while. It started small, with food animals, like rabbits and the such. Then it grew to those that shunned me. My very being had become a black mess of stained dreams and hopes. A shell of who I could have been.

So now I walk these empty woods, silent and slender, the pure essence of all that is greedy and lost. The black shadow. The black noise.
-Slight cliffhanger! Just tell me if I need to change it-

- art -
Oh geez. Major wip

[.galaxy.]

- Username -
<3Karkat<3
- Flent Name -
Karkat

- Gender -
Male

- Age -
About 5-6 years in dog years.

- Personality -
WIP

- Short Story -
WIP

- art -
MAJOR WIP

[dragons whisper]

Username -
dragons wisper

- Flent Name -
Terror

- Gender -
Male

- Age -
4 yrs

- Personality -
wip

- Short Story -
wip

- art -
huge wip o.=.o

[Arabianwolflove]

Wow. Is this still open?

[▷ Dreamcatcher ◁]

uhm haha ya :p i so forgot about this ^.^ haha but ya i will leave it open for one more week haha :p

[inactiveaccnt]

- Username -
Scarlet Chan

- Flent Name -
Black Noise

- Gender -
Male

- Age -
-unknown-

- Personality -
Cold and ruthless, this beast is not the kind you'd expect to find. He's cunning to almost a point where he's almost human. He was shunned for his ways and has grown accustomed to dark places.

- Short Story -
I was small, even for a pup. No one seemed to notice me even back then. My mother was a sweet and caring soul, but my father on the other hand, was just as foul spirited as the devil. Now a combination of such seems a bit unlikely, yes? But no matter, it had happened, a pup born a sin. The outcast bred with Royalty.

As I trotted through the place I called home back then, glaces were cast aside, paws stamped in anger at my presence, yet I knew not what I did wrong. My mother always had fought with my father, and this fateful day it all ended. My father had gotten so enraged with my mother, for a reason I can still not comply, that he simply snapped her neck. Snapped it because of his own greed. That black pit of nothing he was soon devoured me as I lived with him. he was the only one I knew who could bear to look at me.

As I grew, I went by the name of Shadow. it didn't have a bad ring, yet I knew this wouldn't suit well for me. My father was gravely ill but I no longer cared. he had caused me so much pain, that all I cared about was living a day longer, at this point. Nothing else seemed worth it. So I had started killing. It seemed like the only way I could keep myself tame, at least for a little while. It started small, with food animals, like rabbits and the such. Then it grew to those that shunned me. My very being had become a black mess of stained dreams and hopes. A shell of who I could have been.

So now I walk these empty woods, silent and slender, the pure essence of all that is greedy and lost. The black shadow. The black noise.
-Slight cliffhanger! Just tell me if I need to change it-

- art -
Oh geez. Major wip