[vindhov]

I am sorry for the delay. However judging is now finished!

This tough little dragon lives at the top of cactuses in barren desert areas. The sharp needle of the cactus doesn't hurt this dragons scales and it uses the needles of the cactuses to climb. This Teacup dragon is alot bolder and braver than others of it's species due to it's impressive, razor sharp needles. Only the desperate would try to make a meal out of this prickly little creature.

Based on this flower: http://images.fineartamerica.com/images ... orokin.jpg

Congratulations, Raviolli who is now the new owner of this dragon!

"Headstrong"

Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I’m out
See you later
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide


Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away


Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you’re full of crap, and that’s alright
That’s how you play, I guess you’ll get through every night
Well now that’s over
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away


I know, I know all about
I know, I know all about your motives inside, and your decision to hide

Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away

Usename | |
Raviolli

Dragon's Name | |
Rotem
Meaning || Desert Plant.
I find it fitting for a creature of his standard
and temperament to have a name to match.
He has no need for any silly nicknames.

Gender ||
Male
Size ||
Smaller of the species.
12.7 cm or 5inchs from nose to tail
weighing in at 9g
Very comparable to an Anole Lizard.
Age ||
Young Adult

Personality:

Many of the creatures living
within the desert are adapted to life in the harsh
environment; Rotem is no different than the rest.
Spending most of his time sunbathing on top of his
cactus to warm his reptilian like body, this little guy
really has no fear when it comes to predators. Born
with an arsenal of needles covering his body he often
forgets just how small and weak he really is, with an
ego larger than his body and feistiness to match he is
often seen picking fights with larger creatures who
wonder too close to his home. Although his nature
gets him running around and chasing off potential
pests Rotem is in fact a rather lazy little thing, waiting
patiently for pray to come to him and enjoys sleeping.

This little guy can really rub off as a total grump to
other dragons he is a very independent and anti-social
little thing, the idea of any kind of company never really
crosses his mind. He isn’t very open-minded, normally
not changing his mind even if proven wrong and it takes
a lot for him to admit he doesn’t’ knowing something
as he does have high pride in knowing a lot. His favorite
food of choice is different species of bugs, when the
opportunity presents itself smaller lizards or mammals
and due to the climate that he has grown up in Rotem
has a rather high dislike for rain and water.

Art Starring Rotem ||
All art is copyrighted to me.
Design and Species copyrighted to vindhov
I can not stop doodling this little guy! He is so fun to draw
if I do end up winning him I look forward to drawing more as
well as color a lot of these images. Please enjoy my sketches.

**The image on the left hand side was inspired by vindhov's
own TCD image on the main adoptable image.**

Image || 1 ||
Image || 2 ||
Image || 3 ||
Image || 4 ||

Other ||
Rotem lives within an average size
cactus, in a hole created by local bird species that were
quickly evacuated when he moved in. When sleeping inside
his home this little guy will normally leave his tail flower
hanging outside of it, this is a way he has found to work
against any unwanted visitors taking a peek inside, making
it seem like just another branch on the cactus. Although he
isn’t very adventurous Rotem has traveled around parts of the
desert and has seen quite a lot of things but he prefers to
stay at home. He has a habit of collecting more shiny and soft
objects and will hoard them where he sleeps.
A very clean dragon.

[broodingtulip]

It's hard to earn my trust...
and it's easy to lose it.

Name;
Rambu.
Gender;
Female.
Age;
18 in human years.

Personality;
☠Quiet and Closed Up
Rambu doesn't let anyone in her heart. She doesn't trust so easily, and once you have her trist, it's easy to lose it. She's built up walls around her heart, and won't let anybody break down those walls.
Rambu hasn't spoken in years. She has learned to keep her mouth shut- it'll only cause problems if she talks. If she talks, and let's somebody in, she's giving them the power to break her down and hurt her. Why risk it?

☠ Witty and Clever
Being the smartalec she is, Rambu was once witty. She always had a remark, or a sracastic comment. She has amazing comebacks, and always had to have the last word in an arguement.
Being as smart as she is, Rambu is known for being clever. She gets out of sticky situations easily and is a quick thinker. She uses this to her advantage, and loves sneaking around and playing spy when she is bored.

History;
Her parents, being the cowards they are, left her before she hatched. They were scared, and wanted it to be just them two. She had a twin brother, but he died early on.
Rambu was on the brink of death, when an elderly Teacup Dragon found her, and named her Rambu. She raised her for years before her death. She stated something about her great grandmother, so Rambu is guessing that old dragon was a friend of her deceased great grandmother, whom she only found out about due to the elder.
Rambu stayed away from others, too scared about judgement. After the old dragon's death, she flew to the forest and lived there. She isolated herself, and stopped speaking altogether.

Likes;
Rambu loves flying. It's her eascape- soaring through the air with a breeze ruffling her feathers up. She loves to just glide and soar with the birds, and fly with the clouds.

Another thing Rambu enjoys is animals. Animals love her, as well. Little birds and insects love sitting atop her shoulder, and sometimes she flies with the birds.

Dislikes;
Rambu has always hated storms. it's just too...loud. She also can't fly in a storm. She doesn't mind if it's raining lightly- but when it's pouring and there's lightning, she's fored to stay in a cave. And she hates being forced or enclosed in something.

Rambu also hates sudden, loud noises. It makes her jump ten feet in the air and leaves her ears ringing, and gives her a giant headache afterwards.

[owls-in-october]

She's terrific and terrifying.

I'll be back.

[hexlco]

_______________________________________________________________________________

- name;; white cactus
- nickname ;; white, cactus, flower and spike
- age;; take a guess
- gender;; female
- orientation;; straight
- religion;; atheist

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

____________________________Physical Description________________________________

Appearance ---------- The way that someone or something looks.

- size;; average size for species
- weight;; average for species
- scales;; green
- wings;; green & red
- eyes;; red
- flower;; white
- markings;; green with darker green spots and a lighter green underbelly

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

______________________________Dreams_________________________________

• an unrealistic or self-deluding fantasy: maybe he could get a job and earn some money—but he knew this was just a dream.

- quirks;; Loves to play her own game she made up, called Pins and Needles (how to play at the bottom of the page.)
- hobbies;; making her own games, mostly card games
- dream;; to be the most famous game maker of all history
- games;; She has created several games, President, Blue Ships, Buggar thy Neighbor.
- goal in life;; be who she is and just have fun with games forever

____________________Who likes who?____________________

----------Who am I closest to?

- friends;; she's a bit lonely and doesn't know any other teacup dragons though other animals are her friends
- best friends;; the same, but probably Berry the mouse
- enemies;; n/a
- crush;; n/a
- boyfriend;; n/a
- mate;; n/a
- father;; residence unknown
- mother;; residence unknown

____________________What I like____________________

- likes;; long walks on the beach, pina coladas

card games
playing
thread
flowers
spikes
fun
adventures
music
birds

- disklikes;;

sitting still
the cold
running out of ideas
coffee
boredom
humidity
winter
puff
dust bunnies

______________________Personality______________________

- personality;;
Affectionate - Readily feeling or showing fondness or tenderness. Expressing fondness.
she is a very affectionate girl. She loves to foster things and loves anybody or anything that can lover her back. She will never think anything or anyone is ugly as long as they are nice.

Talkative - Fond of or given to talking.
She blabs a lot and feels the need to talk constantly to anybody who will listen. Herself, her friends or even just an inanimate object is good for talking too!

Colorful
What can I say, not much but she can add color to everything.

Devoted
She always sticks to her goals and will be sure to be able to persevere. It can be hard to describe her personality but let's sum the rest of it up in some short words.

Fearful
Scattered
Friendly
Modest
Hard-working
Kind
Loving
Caring

_____________________The Arts___________________

- poem;;

Dinky, Small kind to all
Did I mention, she is pretty small

Spiky thorns from where did they come
Let her tell us, that's the fun

A long time ago within a small desert
She saw a bird with mighty large feathers

She went up close, to get a look
The bird came down and she cooked

The bird, who was stupid looked down at its feet
didn't even bother to look in front of it's beak

It flew into a cactus, that poor bird did
And when White hit she can pricked, and slid

Now she was renamed White Cactus for good reason
Now that's a lesson so please, and

Look in front of you before you fly
You can hurt yourself and others close by

__________________Fun Games__________________

- Pins and Needles;; Only for use of teacup dragons, do not play with friends!

The game Pins and Needles was invented by White Cactus to be able to play with needles. There needs to be two people at least.

1. Take a small thread, blindfold, pin and a needle. Pins and needles are very different things!
2. Put the blindfold over one player and let them try to poke the thread through the needle and tie it.
3. Once they have completed that task, take the pin and try to jab it trough the thread that is now tied in.
4. Whoever gets it in before the other person in number of jabs wins.

- Buggar thy Neighbor;;
KEY:
Jack = 1
Queen = 2
King = 3
Ace = 4

1. You take the deck and shuffle it, do not look at the cards and split it between the amount of players.
2. The first player goes, and they place any card down.
3. They go around in a circle until somebody puts down a Jack, Queen, King or Ace.
4. When you put a "key" card down, the other person has to put an exact amount of cards on top of it.
5. If the 1-4 cards they play are only "face" cards (cards with no Jack, Queen, King or Ace on it.) Then they must take the pile.
6. If they play a "key" card they they can keep playing but giving the task to the next player.
7. The main objective is to lose all the cards you have. Once you do that you win.

- Blue Ships;;
Best played with 3-4 players.

1. Split the cards between the amount of players and look at them
2. First put down the 3 of clubs.
3. The next player must put down a 4.
4. They can lie and put down maybe a ten unless somebody says crap.
5. If a person calls crap, you must reveal the card to prove them right or wrong. If they we not lying then they take the whole pile into their hand
6. Objective : Lose all cards

_________________________Art_____________________________

Will go here when done! c:

[iHolli]

{Oh wow, what a beauty owo}

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iHolli

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{I shall be back...often. How many extras/art stuffs are we allowed?}

{I thought I would be able to spend more time on this, but since I haven't been able to find that time, I am going to drop out...I would love to make some gift art for the winner of this stunning dragon sometime :3}

.Holli.

[vindhov]

{Oh wow, what a beauty owo}

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iHolli

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Female

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{I shall be back...often. How many extras/art stuffs are we allowed?}

.Holli.

As many extras as you want ^^

[PPr:Kut]

Major WIP!!

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[susie.]

Usename
.Alucard.

Dragons name
Seince
(See-ince)

Gender
Female

Personality
~Dim
Meaning she looks on the darker side of people
~Undertaker
She will take any job no matter what will happen if she does
~Night Owl
She likes the night better then the day and likes to stay up late
~Emotionless
It seems that she doesn't feel emotion, but she does
~Blunt
She will not sugar coat things, if she has to say something she will say it
~Mumbler
She mumbles all the time
~Introverted
She keeps to her self, often talks to her self

Piece of art


Randomness About Seince
-She enjoys Alternitive Music and Metal-Core music

-She hates it when people chew with there mouth open

-Her favorite song is Kill me in a good way by Sleeping with Sirens

-Seince's Randomness

[Paycho]

Username:
Evelyne

Dragon’s Name:

My Name- yes, I suppose you’ve earned it- is Ivory

Personality:
Ivory is… tart.

I resent that!

but you didn't deny it...

Humph… I’ll just do the talking from now on. But I suppose I am… tart. But there’s more to me than that.
I'm WiseI’m nobody’s fool. I can think clearly, and with a wit that leaves many people with hurt feelings.I'm Lonely.I don’t like to tell people, but I really am. Nobody get close to me, and I guess that leaves me feeling cold and empty at times.

I want to talk to you!

Um... hello? i'm talking.

and you wonder why no one hangs around you...

I. Am. Talking.
anyway, I'm also AdventurousI like to see the horizon grow closer, seeing everything I can, memorizing it. I keep note of everything- if it interests me, I never forget it.
I'm Poetic I see everything on my travels, and describe it whenever I can. I will try my hardest to put everything into words, to describe live as poetry, because nothing is more potent, powerful, or natural than words about life.
I'm Regal. I suppose it’s because of the large flower isn’t it? It looks gorgeous. Anyway, I hold myself with dignity, and poise. Although, like my needles, sometimes I act like this to protect myself from getting hurt. I do look magnificent though, don’t i? I should have a crown. I need a crown. Evelyne, make me a crown.

You're definitely not humble... and i'm not making you a crown!

This human… needs to be quiet. I hear there’s and invention called Duck tape that can fix her?

It's spelled Duct tape, and you can't put some on me!

Want to bet?

oh no. *runs away*

This will be a while until I catch her… until then, have this story of mine:

Piece of art: story-

feathers spread, wind whistling slightly through them. a small breeze carries the scent of my flower out into the air ahead of me. with a quick glance to the air above, i push off and take flight. i feel wind like a hand below me, above me, and beside me. i dart along the breeze like a knife through the air. Somersaulting, twisting, churning, i feel the breath of the earth in the air.
i felt free.
my mind settles on a destination, a crown of tree's that glitter like an emerald crown. bring me that horizon!
i feel something drop in my stomach. i bob up and down in the air, like an airplane gone awry. something's missing. the air! the hand guiding me, lifting me up, had vanished. i see the trees grow taller and taller, the ground streach out wide to catch me. i felt so small. i was falling.
i could see it, could do nothing, could reach out and touch my death. never like this. i thought it would never end like this. never could i feel so small, so helpless. never could i feel a *crunch* echo through my body, resounding, echoing in time to the splintering and cracking of my heart. i sobbed, a ruined bird, a broken toy. the tree's seemed to mock me.
"weak." "small."

I wake with a start, my heart beating faster than I thought possible. Dream. Dream. Just a dream. Not real. i can fly. I can reach the horizon. I feel myself calm down, and relax my grip on the cactus I was perched on. Little holes were bored into the fleshy green skin of the plant where my claws were. Relaxed, I look around. Where… was i?
The horizon was small and flat, only a few feet away from where I stood. There was no breeze, no blue sky. The cactus I clung to was a mere foot high, a tiny speck in an already small world. No, no, no! this was worse than the nightmare! Where was my sky?! The breeze?!
I see movement at one side, as part of the sky pry’s open, to reveal a human walking in. I was in a room! I realize too late that I was trapped- with the human in with me, I could never escape. The girl sat down, straight, black hair falling over her shoulder as she put a book on her desk. Craning my neck, I managed to glimpse the title of the passage. The Highwayman, by Alfred Noyes.
The words were strange, but compelling.
“THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.”
A dark red love knot? Confused, I lean over further, my tail swinging behind me as a counterweight. It knocks something over, and I realize what’s going to happen. The girls head snaps around, and latches on mine. “MONSTER!” she howls, grabbing a baseball bat off the wall. Of course I had to catch a ride on the cactus that went to the house of the baseball enthusiast.
Jumping off the cactus, I glide to the floor, hearing the shattering of a ceramic pot behind me. The bat follows me, intent on whacking me aside. *bump* the bat bounces off the floor behind me. No, no, no! I had to get outside!
I jet out to the hallway, little claws scrabbling for purchase on the smooth wooden floor. A shrill “kill it, kill it!” echo’s behind me. It? I was no ‘it’. I almost stopped to yell at the girl, if it weren’t for the threat of a heavy metal rod slamming me unconscious.
At last, I manage to make it down the stair to a small flap in the walls, a white swinging square. Without a second glance, I dart through the exit, sliding between the wall and the flap. Immediately, I feel a change. The air is cooler, and it flows over my face welcomingly. Trotting now, instead of running, I see tall green tree’s rise up around me, of dozens of shapes and types. The ground under my paws is a blanket of green, squishy, and rising up to my elbows. It looks like the place from my dreams.
Ready this time, instead of fearing what was going to happen, or how I would get home, I stand up on my hind legs. Lifting my wings, I jump into the sky to see an expanse of endless green and red, orange and yellow, unfurl below. Smiling wildly, I turn the wind to my back, and pick a point in the sky.
“now, let’s bring me that horizon.”

[Sambee]

Usename:
Sambix
Dragons Name:
Saharra(Like the saharra desert)
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Saharra is a little on the off side. She has her moments where she's a big sweetheart, but then there's those moments where if your not careful,you'll die. Even if she is in a grouchy fit, she can't help but smile at the sight of any baby. She hopes to someday have her own.

Piece of art starring this dragon (drawing, poem, story etc):
Eyes as cold as the arctic itself,
claws as sharp as a hunter's blade,
She stalks silently as night begins,
seeming harmless yet she lies,
appearing only when the sun must die,
Sleeping through the light of day,
her pressence becoming very vauge.
Other:
She loves to sing quietly while doodling on the ground.