[Pine.]

The temperature rises as a graceful ancient rises on tattoo wings, enveloping the earth in flames with this powerful amazon vindex belonging to Farrah.

To win him/her, all you have to do is write out a personality or a short story. The person who can best capture its demeanor will be awarded the friendship of this bold boy/girl!

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name of Vindex:[/b]
[b]Gender of Vindex:[/b]
[b]Story/Personality:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b] (you may add anything else here)


Changing the color or text size of your form will not sway me in the least so it is unnecessary to edit it too much. I'm only looking at content

[jern.]

Username:

|KARKAT||♋||VANTAS|

Name of Vindex:

Cheshire

Gender of Vindex:

Male

Story/Personality:

WIP

Other: (you may add anything else here)

[Dau.Fox]

Username:
Dau
Name of Vindex:
Rapau
Gender of Vindex:
Male
Story/Personality:
Peering out of a native amazon bush,streaked with shades of green and brown,an animal crouched in the utmost patience he could hold.Just inches away rushed a lone river,the water crashing against rocks struggling to remain their hold on the river bottom.The stoic figure stayed silent and vigil as he waited for the right time,and it took minutes to past before he sighted a shadow in the active water.The darkness was much larger than any of his other catches,but his willful personality urged him on.Take the risk his subconscious seemed to murmur as he awaited his chance.
And that he did.
Time held still with bated breath- then almost in slow motion his muscles bunched together,ready to pounce,and in skilled silence he withdrew from his hiding place.His wary prey darted instantly in that moment,but the colorful vindex expected as much and twisted his lean body,catching the fish with a deadly grasp.
He was an experienced hunter,but not perfect,and that was known as the whiskered fish whipped it's head back and forth and tried to catch a hold on the hunter's violet paws.It failed in grabbing a mouthful of the vindex's flesh,but even then it's sharp-edged frills caught the muzzle of his captor.Boldly,the hunter pressed on and hastily sunk it's teeth into the catfish's throat and hurried it out onto shore.Only then did the hunted creature felt death creep past it's eyes.In a hasty attempt to escape,the fish gave a feeble flick of it's tail- which gave no difference to his fate.Eyes shining with pride,the vindex dragged it's catch farther from the river and settled down to eat.
Other:
He's got such a beautiful design,so unlike the others with it's swaying tribal designs and bold colors.I tried to incorporate his personality and species description into one story,it's your decision as to whether it works or not(: Good luck to everyone ^^

[Pine.]

soon to be judged

[Farrah]

I hope I'm not late!

Username: Farrah
Name of Vindex: Psychic
Gender of Vindex: Female
Story/Personality:
Carefully, Psychic walked among the gravestones, careful not to awaken the spirits as they slept. She sensed a danger at the edge of the cemetery. Ducking behind and abandoned boardwalk, she peeked out and immediately hid again. So it was true.

Long ago, she had been normal. Long ago, she had been loved. But when the spirits came to her, talked with her, and no one else could see them, they had kicked her out. They believed she had some disease, or that she was crazy. They didn't want either in the group. So she had left, crying and lashing out at the spirits whenever they came near. Finally, she had stumbled into the cemetery and fallen asleep, exhausted and heartbroken. When she awoke, there was a kindly old grandmother spirit who had offered her soup that magically became real when she put it down. She'd seen many other spirits, among them a knight, a girl in a beautiful, elven-like dress, and a young man who appeared to be some sort of a warrior. They took her in and taught her of what was going on in the world. A great evil was rising, and had been for a long time: the evil Morgana le Fay. The knight knew her to be the enemy of King Arthur, and now she was working to overthrow the powerful people on earth who could stop her. But she had many allies. Among them were childhood nightmares: werewolves, black, hairy monsters and everything else you could imagine.

But the worst was the one that had visited the cemetery: Blood Mary. She was a hideous creature; Gollum was a clean and intelligent human being next to her. He clothes were filthy rags covered in blood and dirt and disease. Her hair was thin strands stuck together in clumps. It was white, but also filthy beyond the repair and soap and water. She tainted the land and killed even the spirits, but it was not something that Psychic planned on letting happen.

With her keen hearing, Psychic could practically see Bloody Mary crawling on her hands and knees, grunting and groaning as she left a path of death. She knew that there was a magical barrier that would protect her, and waited carefully. Bloody Mary stopped, and Psychic slowly slid out of her hiding spot. Indeed, she was just as ugly as legend had told her. Slowly walking out, she realized that Bloody Mary was a few inches away from the barrier, reaching her hand out and occasionally cringing back as her hand grazed the barrier. She was looking for a weak spot, and if she found one, she could break it. Throwing back her head, Psychic howled, signalling danger. Suddenly, the creature looked in her direction, and Psychic realized she was blind. But, reaching a hand forward, the thing began to croon some strange lullaby....Psychic found herself entranced by the song, and as Bloody Mary gestured for her to come, her body began to walk of its own accord. She was powerless to stop it. She was coming closer, and closer, and closer....

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the crone's scream came, and Psychic became herself again. Rushing back behind the barrier, she realized that, with impeccable timing as usual, Sydney, the boy-warrior, had saved her, slicing open Mary's back. Seeing this gave her an idea..if Mary was already wounded, she might become foolish. So, stepping outside of the barrier with her eyes closed, she began to whimper softly. All she had were her ears to guide her. Sydney realized what she was doing, and soundlessly jumped up onto the boardwalk, ready to help her at any moment.

Lured in, Mary turned toward the sounds and started crawling there, struggling to hurry and be quiet. Slowly backing up a bit, she waited until she could hear the creature stop a few paces in front of her. No doubt, far enough to lunge at her prey. Whimpering a bit more, Psychic licked her foot, as though it was hurt, and nosed the ground, waiting. Waiting..

The creature shouted as she lunged, and Psychic simply stepped back. A blinding light appeared as the barrier did what it was always meant to do, and a horrible scream pierced the air. Psychic's ears went flat against her skull as she tried to press out the sound.

Later, it dawned on her that the entire exchange had only taken a few minutes. Kind of strange that a monster that had lived for so long had died so quickly.

She had decided to try to explore the world again, and as she bid her friends adieu, she felt the tattoos of her wings lift her in a new direction.

Other:
Okay, I know that that was really very hurried and fast and didn't have a fantastic battle scene, but that's what I've got for now. I may continue this if I win her...

[Pine.]

The winner is Farrah with Spirit, thanks for the creepy story :3

[Farrah]

Yeah, sorry about that...It just came to me. Thanks so much!!