[juni.purrs]

Thought that since the last one I made will be gone in a few hours, I'll make another. :3

I can't stop with these palettes.. Link~



Username: wesleydog
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name: Depeche
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender: Bull (Male)
Why Do You Want This MMM?: The color palette on this boy is 100% perfect for me. <3 He really reminds me of a hyena, and I like all of the chocolate browns. Plus, who wouldn't love a boy with those handsome pink eyes? I'd marry him myself. |D
Story/Poem/Art: If anyone ever told you that life would be easy, they were dead wrong.

It's the most simple things in life that really shape your story. The tragic things fade away, but the smallest things, they form you as you go. Would you believe me if I told you that? Perhaps not. In fact, I must say that you probably believe quite the opposite yourself! I'm here to tell you that life is about believing what you want to believe, but getting judged for it.

Life isn't this thing where you "write your own story." You don't even get to chose it. The climax of your plot? Probably one of the worst things to happen to you. Don't tell me you'll never experience anything bad. If you haven't, you will. Why is this? Because the people around you; it is they who write your story. Like it, or not.

I was never particularly liked or disliked by anyone. Sure, I had friends, but they were few in number. I command few and submit to many. It's simply my personality, which is possibly in itself the very ruins of me. Me? Oh yeah, I'm a huge people-pleaser. What did you expect me to be? A holier-than-thou jerk? Or maybe a nerd that everyone shunned? Sorry about your luck, but I don't fit any of your stereotypes. I would get loud with you, but I don't choose when to get loud. You do.

Do you think that I honestly voluntarily handed my head on a platter to the world? Do you think that I wanted them to shape who I am? No, absolutely not! But the world is such a harsh and cruel place, that I could never see myself able to truly stand up in any situation. Sometimes it's just better to cry.

I live a rather casual life; a pretty normal one. Sports, academics... you name it. I'm just normal, after all. Is anyone nice to me? Not really. I think some of us simply feel very alone in this world. It wasn't until I was first told how ugly I was, and how worthless and stupid I wound up being, that I really understood the value of life itself. I realized how little my life and my impact mattered to some of the most ignorant people, and realized how much of an impact they had as to how I see myself, and how I should react to things.

Straight-forward? Me? Absolutely! I'm one of the loudest, most straightforward people you'll know. I have a loud mouth and a lot of opinions. I can be disrespectful, and I even mess up just like the rest of us. But I would never consider intentionally hurting someone to the point where they doubt their own personality and they doubt their own worth! I'm tired of crying. My gorgeous pink eyes are swollen from it, and it feels as though I've cried my tears so dry that they can't come any more. Isn't that crazy? Can you even fathom that? Truth is, I'm not afraid to cry in front of people.

I'm changing everything that everyone's ever expected of me. I'm turning my life around. Stereo-type me now, I don't care. I'm going from worthless to goody. If no one is going to notice me, I might as well recognize and respect myself. I don't want to be the kid trying to fit in that can't change his actions anymore. I don't want to be the person that everyone looks at and laughs at. The person that is hot-headed, and the one that can't take a joke. The one that gets so worked up and passionate. The one that can't find anything to do but grab their head and yell and scream until people understand what he means. Until they can just worry less about themselves and just sit down and listen!

But most of all, I'm tired of talking.
Fading into the shadows is best.

No one expects me to change.
No one will treat me any differently.
No one but myself.
Because it is not I that writes my own fate.
But they.

This story isn't truly a story about how Depeche's life worked, or even strictly about his past or personality. It's actually just more of a rant. I needed to get my feelings out, and I saw this boy as the perfect subject for pouring out my feelings. It is meant to be my feelings as well as his own. Yes, if I win him, he'll get a real story and personality, and some art. But for now, this will please me enough. It'll suffice, because whether or not I win this gorgeous boy, my venting worked, and I'll always love him.

Poem:
A broken heart,
Left from thieving.
Desires to start,
All over again.

Eyes quickly dart,
Begin perceiving,
All who are smart
Will flee.

Haiku:
Eyes pink, dark, and deep
A mourning heart of sorrow
Is displayed through these

[Queen Blue]

Reserving

[Wesley]

Username: wesleydog
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name: Depeche
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender: Bull (Male)
Why Do You Want This MMM?: The color palette on this boy is 100% perfect for me. <3 He really reminds me of a hyena, and I like all of the chocolate browns. Plus, who wouldn't love a boy with those handsome pink eyes? I'd marry him myself. |D
Story/Poem/Art: If anyone ever told you that life would be easy, they were dead wrong.

It's the most simple things in life that really shape your story. The tragic things fade away, but the smallest things, they form you as you go. Would you believe me if I told you that? Perhaps not. In fact, I must say that you probably believe quite the opposite yourself! I'm here to tell you that life is about believing what you want to believe, but getting judged for it.

Life isn't this thing where you "write your own story." You don't even get to chose it. The climax of your plot? Probably one of the worst things to happen to you. Don't tell me you'll never experience anything bad. If you haven't, you will. Why is this? Because the people around you; it is they who write your story. Like it, or not.

I was never particularly liked or disliked by anyone. Sure, I had friends, but they were few in number. I command few and submit to many. It's simply my personality, which is possibly in itself the very ruins of me. Me? Oh yeah, I'm a huge people-pleaser. What did you expect me to be? A holier-than-thou jerk? Or maybe a nerd that everyone shunned? Sorry about your luck, but I don't fit any of your stereotypes. I would get loud with you, but I don't choose when to get loud. You do.

Do you think that I honestly voluntarily handed my head on a platter to the world? Do you think that I wanted them to shape who I am? No, absolutely not! But the world is such a harsh and cruel place, that I could never see myself able to truly stand up in any situation. Sometimes it's just better to cry.

I live a rather casual life; a pretty normal one. Sports, academics... you name it. I'm just normal, after all. Is anyone nice to me? Not really. I think some of us simply feel very alone in this world. It wasn't until I was first told how ugly I was, and how worthless and stupid I wound up being, that I really understood the value of life itself. I realized how little my life and my impact mattered to some of the most ignorant people, and realized how much of an impact they had as to how I see myself, and how I should react to things.

Straight-forward? Me? Absolutely! I'm one of the loudest, most straightforward people you'll know. I have a loud mouth and a lot of opinions. I can be disrespectful, and I even mess up just like the rest of us. But I would never consider intentionally hurting someone to the point where they doubt their own personality and they doubt their own worth! I'm tired of crying. My gorgeous pink eyes are swollen from it, and it feels as though I've cried my tears so dry that they can't come any more. Isn't that crazy? Can you even fathom that? Truth is, I'm not afraid to cry in front of people.

I'm changing everything that everyone's ever expected of me. I'm turning my life around. Stereo-type me now, I don't care. I'm going from worthless to goody. If no one is going to notice me, I might as well recognize and respect myself. I don't want to be the kid trying to fit in that can't change his actions anymore. I don't want to be the person that everyone looks at and laughs at. The person that is hot-headed, and the one that can't take a joke. The one that gets so worked up and passionate. The one that can't find anything to do but grab their head and yell and scream until people understand what he means. Until they can just worry less about themselves and just sit down and listen!

But most of all, I'm tired of talking.
Fading into the shadows is best.

No one expects me to change.
No one will treat me any differently.
No one but myself.
Because it is not I that writes my own fate.
But they.

This story isn't truly a story about how Depeche's life worked, or even strictly about his past or personality. It's actually just more of a rant. I needed to get my feelings out, and I saw this boy as the perfect subject for pouring out my feelings. It is meant to be my feelings as well as his own. Yes, if I win him, he'll get a real story and personality, and some art. But for now, this will please me enough. It'll suffice, because whether or not I win this gorgeous boy, my venting worked, and I'll always love him.

Poem:
A broken heart,
Left from thieving.
Desires to start,
All over again.

Eyes quickly dart,
Begin perceiving,
All who are smart
Will flee.

Haiku:
Eyes pink, dark, and deep
A mourning heart of sorrow
Is displayed through these

[it.will.rain]

Username:It.will.rain
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name:Manny
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender: Bull (Male)
Why Do You Want This MMM?: He is very interesting looking and he looks specal. I really like his belly color and I also love spots.
Story/Poem/Art: (Optional, but gives brownie points)
Once on a cold dark night Manny was walking to his cave. It was a large cave that made him happy. He lived there with his best friend Eathen the Mammoth. Manny walked outside into the cool night air and was happy. He looked at the sky and soon Eathen walked over. "How did the stars get in the night sky?" Asked Eathen.
"Well long ago there was a great noble mammoth named James. He was the king of the mammoths. He sent his knights up to the sky with a bunch of sparkles and spread them all over the sky to make the twinkley stars." Manny said. "Or maybe they are just there and we really have no idea why and that story was just made to explain it."
"I think the story is made up but it still is a really nice story thank you for telling it to me Manny."
"You are welcome Eathen. I wanted to share it with you because well you are my best friend and I always want you to be happy."
"Thank you Manny for also sharing your happiness with me. If happiness came in a bottle I would give you all I had." Eathen said.
"Thank you Eathen that really means a lot to me." Manny said.
"So how did you get your name Manny?" Eathen asked. "I know you have told me a lot but I love the story."
"Well my mother said that when there was a really bad ice age a mammoth walked the Earth and helped save a lot of people. So she named me Manny after that great Mammoth."
"Manny that is a great story. But it is getting late and we are going to go play with all the other Mammoths at the Mammoth feast tomarrow so we should get some sleep. Goodnight Manny." Eathen said.
"Goodnight." Said Manny. He went to sleep quickly and dreamed happy dreams of the next day.
The End!

[KrazyKatKid]

Username: KrazyKatKid
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name: I would also name him "Manny"
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender: Bull
Mini Maned Mammoth's Personality: Protective, Nice, Short-Tempered.
Why Do You Want This MMM?: He reminds me of manny from iceage.


Story: How Mini Maned Mammoths Became
There once was a Mammoth. Her name was Millie, one day when Millie was strolling through her village, as she was the founder, she sensed something. She sensed something was amiss. She scurried around town, trying to find out was going on. Then she saw. Hyenas. Their enemy. She hurried to the Emergency Attack Agency (EAA). "I need help! NOW!" she yelled panicking. "What is it miss Millie?" the head EAA accountant asked. "Hyenas." she replied. "Everyone to their places! hurry!" He yelled at everyone. At that Millie hurried outside. She saw a young adult male hyena skamper into hiding. This ones mine she thought to herself. She headed into that direction. She turned a corner and found herself looking at a terrified hyena."Shhhhhh. please don't tell my pack. I'm a pacifist. I was forced out here for the attack. I will help you if you help me." there was a shred of hope in his beautiful red eyes. "Why should I help you?" I asked. "Because I didn't sign up for this. You guys don't deserve this interrogation! I know what they plan to do! I can help you!" he told me with such honesty it felt as if my heart was about to melt. "Alright." I assured him everything would be fine. We overtook the attack, made the hyenas swear they would leave us alone. They stared at there traitor. He smiled and backed off. Later I approached him. his name was Kioto. (pronounced Kee-yo-to) "Thanks for helping us Kioto. I want to show you my gratitude by taking you to dinner." At the restaurant I learned he was a year older than me, he was fond of children, and he confessed that from the first moment he saw me... that he knew that he loved me. He had such honesty, pride, and confidence. We shared the same interests, so we started to date. We dated for 5 years, then he proposed. I said Yes. We were happily married for a year when found out I was pregnant. We were ECSTATIC! I gave birth, and he was an adorable, helpless infant Mini Maned Mammoth. He got a mane, red eyes, and spots from his father. And he got his color of fur from me. We decided to name Him Manny. The M came from my name and how he had a Mane Kioto says. "He should've gotten your Beautiful Icy blue eyes Millie. He really should've. He would have been the luckiest child in history." Kioto looked at me with teary eyes as he said so. I just about cried at his honesty. Now we have been married for 10 years with a 8 and a half year old Mini Maned Mammoth, the first of his kind. This beautiful species evolved from our love and became the cutest species ever.



I think this may have been the best story i have ever written. I hope you guys like it.

[juni.purrs]

I might extend this one. xD
I'll decide whether I'll be judging or extending this later, when I'm home.
<3

Okay, so I've decided to make the deadline March 25th. |D Soz, guys, but I've got some stuff I really need to catch up on at school.

[Kirisuna]

Username:
Drago
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name:
Jint
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender: Bull (Male)
Why Do You Want This MMM?:
He is absolutely stunningly gorgeous and the species is adorable!
Story/Poem/Art: (Optional, but gives brownie points)
WIP Poem (Just realized I can't seem to write stories >.<)

[ElementStar]

Username:
ElementStar

Mini Maned Mammoth's Name:
Duma

Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender:
Bull
(Male)

Why Do You Want This MMM?:
I adore his markings and hhis facial design reminds me of a cheetah.
I already own one MMM, but she wants a friend^^

Story/Poem/Art:
Poem:

Run
Run with the wind on your back

Fly
Fly with the sky at your heals

Swim
Swim with the sea at you feet

Scream
Scream with the black your heart

Cry
Cry with the light in your soul

Fight
Fight for your
Life

Run
Run with the wind on you back
Whistling in your ears
And pushing you past limits

Fly
Fly with the sky at your heals
And the stars in your eyes
And the sun in you mind

Swim
Swim with the sea at your feet
And the ocean to complete your
Dreams

Scream
Scream with the the black ik your heart
And the taint of your spirit
Forever holding you back

Cry
Cry with the light in your soul
You can break from this sadness
That holds you close

Fight
Fight with the strength of ten men
You can run
You can hide
You can always be with me
Be with her
For your life

[outoforder001]

Username: Mightybloodclaw
Mini Maned Mammoth's Name: Vixenola
Mini Maned Mammoth's Gender:Bull Bull (Male)
Why Do You Want This MMM?: He is just.. SO CUTE. I love the colour ^^
Story/Poem/Art: (Optional, but gives brownie points)

[juni.purrs]

Bump~!

Judging later. <3