[extraterrestrial]

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00E00 are part of a scientific research lab. they create so many 'failed' experiments, they just release them into the wild, or they have escaped on their own. it's your duty to find them and capture them again. they are extremely adaptable to most environments, and they keep warm by a radiating pulse of heat and energy constantly going through their bodies. most often they have a dark grey or black body. it's very rare to find one of another color.

My first adopt as a GA <3
I just love these little guys, yet I am still looking to find one I love<3
So here is a cute little adopt, no real colour in her besides her eyes, pixels and sparks
EIther ways, she's still cute.

So a simple contest for a simple adopt<3

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username::
name::
story adopt meeting a deer::

[glassesprotag]

Reserving <3

[biyondo basudei.]

ＵＳＥＲＮＡＭＥ :: beyond birthday.
ＮＡＭＥ ::
ＳＴＯＲＹ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＭＥＥＴＩＮＧ Ａ ＤＥＥＲ ::

[Jean.]

username:: DemonicaPrincessa
name:: Manora
story adopt meeting a deer: Walking through the woods one day, not sure what she'd see. She kept walking along a narrow pathway. She decided to veer onto the left path at a fork way and was a little more scared when the forest got even more dense. She stopped to rest for a few moments, then noticed something out of the corner of her eye in the grass not to far from her. She walks over to it thinking someone had dropped something, but then realizes it was a baby fawn laying there scared to death for some reason. So she decided to take her home. Giving the deer some of the food she brought with her, she picked the baby up and carried her home. From that day on, they've been inseparable. She loves to spend time with the baby deer. She loves to play with her. Most of the time, their cuddled up asleep in bed. When they play, it's mostly outside. Their afraid to break something in the house. Playing hide and seek is the fawn's favorite game so far. Manora is worried that when the fawn grows up, she'll be afraid to return to the forest even if she has to.

[Wulfjaw]

username::
DaringAsh
name::
Eden (F)
a new friend::
I had always loved sitting in the grass. Especially in the mornings, when the grass was wet with dew. Most might cringe away from he moisture, but I found it comfortable. I had been wandering for a while now, and I hadn't found any place to call home. I might be a nomad forever, I feared.
As I lay on my stomach, a saw a brown blotch in the distance. I was laying upside down, so I had to turn myself right side-up. As I did so, I recognized the creature as a deer. A doe, actually. Feeding on a patch of the lush grass. Deer were frequent around here. You saw them about everyday, I had experienced. I got up and greeted the pretty animal. She was huge up close, especially since I was only the size of a week-old kitten. I hated being smaller than usual. "Hi!" I greeted enthusiastically. She turned her gaze to me. "Hello," she responded in a gentle voice. "I've seen plenty of deer around, but I've never actually talked to one. What'd your name?"
"Ashley... Might I inquire what yours is?"
"Eden. Nice to meet you."
"Are you new to this place?" Ashley asked, folding her legs underneath her body to sit.
"Yeah! I'm wandering until I find a place to settle down..."
"I see. I haven't seen an animal such as you. Tell me, what exactly are you?"
"I'm and OOEOO. I was lab made, so I'm not natural..."
And so Ashley and I chatted into the afternoon, enjoying each other's company. Ashley was really nice. I hope to meet her again someday.

[tacocat.]

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Dimension;;
Dimension. It sounds so... nice. I think it fits her.
Why?
Well, her pixels, the sparks shooting from her little
paws, and the fact that she was a lab experiment
just seems futuristic to me. And so I wanted to
come up with a technical or at least scientific term
that would still be an okay name, but I couldn't pull
anything original out of the realms of my
imagination.
Then, suddenly, like an angel from heaven,
"Dimension" sorta just.. I dunno... hit me. It's
not exactly along the lines of what I was originally
thinking, but hey! It fits.

Everyone has a friend at some point in life, right? Even
if someone if mean as a snake and full of spit 'n vinegar,
somebody's sure to like them.
You see, sometimes, I, Dimension, doubt that statment.
I'm kind, polite, and want to have friends, but I'm a tad
bit on the shy side. I don't have friends. None of the
other 00E00s want to buddy up with someone like me.
I'm to quiet, to boring, and just not what other folks
want. But I'm not sure I want to change. I don't want to
get hunted down or trapped, so maybe being quiet's the
way to go.
But there's no law saying your friends have to be the same
as you, right?

Because I do have a friend. Not an 00E00, but a deer. A baby, something that most refer to as a fawn. I guess you wanna hear how I met him, right?
Well, it started a long time ago, when I was thrown out of the Metal Room, my body feeling crushed as I hit the hard ground. I heard loud voices and a slam, and I looked up just in time to see the Metal Room zoom away, back to my "birthplace".
Now, I was not a fool and knew that I would never be able to run after it and find my way back to the place from which I came. In fact, I am not sure that I even wanted to. At least that place had seemed to fit... what I was, as opposed to the tall things I automatically knew were trees, and the stony silence of the coniferous forest. I did not know if I could handle this place by myself.
Immediately, I began a trek for help, searching for others like me, for the safety of numbers. I was dangerously small and almost certainly vulnerable prey for any animal who wished to attack me, and faced many dangers as I trudged through woods, fields, and once within sight of a mountain. Soon, I met my goal and ran into another of my kind. He turned me away.
Many others did the same, leaving me feeling hopeless. I quit my journey and settled next to a small, slow moving brook in a small clearing of some woods. This was my most desperate moment, I think, and I was terrified as I heard a crunch behind me. It was the sound of leaves being crushed under something huge, something that could crush my tiny body underneath its...
Hoof. A deer stepped slowly into the clearing, it's ears place high and head turning as it surveyed the area. Its head gave a small nod and more crunching ensued. This time it was a much smaller, clumsier noise, and I eyed the area until I saw this baby enter the clearing, sheltering next to the warm safety of it's mother.
The animals bent their strong, tall necks and licked up the water, and soon they were finished. I thought for sure they were leaving and I was safe from the clumsy little child-deer, but he and his mother proceeded to lie in a bed of leaves. The larger deer fell into a peaceful slumber, but the fawn awoke, stepping carefully around the area, eating bark of off trees and stripping tiny areas of grass.
I inched toward it, wanting to get a closer look at this new creature as it progressed around the clearing. tried to walk silently so as not to scare it, as I didn't want it bolt, possibly trampling me or awaking an angry mother. A stick cracked under my paw and the child-deer stumbled, turning quickly and tripping. It looked up, its large eyes staring, frightened, into mine, and as I took a quick, thoughtless step forward, sparks flew from my paws. The fawn ran in fear, drawing closer to the sleeping form of its mother. "No," I thought, but thoughts stop nothing. Its mother was awake, her watchful eyes pinpointing me.
I curled up, waiting to be stepped on, crushed, to hear my own bones crack and smell blood, but it didn't happen. The only thing I felt was her penetrating stare, forcing herself into my very soul. I laid there, too afraid to do anything until I here her rise, ready to depart from the clearing.
I looked up just in time to see her leave the clearing, her child-deer following after her. I exhaled in releif, only to feel a new stare, but that of the fawn.
As his mother steps away, he walks toward me, his skinny legs somehow not collapsing under his body. I backed away a little, but found myself cornered against a tree, my vulnerability doubled. I closed my eyes and feel the fawn's breath on me. I open them, and his head butted me gently. He ran to follow his mother. As he disappeared, I followed them, and have been to this day.

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[extraterrestrial]

Alright my loves, one week until I close and judge <3

[extraterrestrial]

This is now closed I will judge after school.

[tacocat.]

Good luck, all!

[extraterrestrial]

Sorry, I forgot to post the winner </3
BUT now I will :3
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Dimension;;
Dimension. It sounds so... nice. I think it fits her.
Why?
Well, her pixels, the sparks shooting from her little
paws, and the fact that she was a lab experiment
just seems futuristic to me. And so I wanted to
come up with a technical or at least scientific term
that would still be an okay name, but I couldn't pull
anything original out of the realms of my
imagination.
Then, suddenly, like an angel from heaven,
"Dimension" sorta just.. I dunno... hit me. It's
not exactly along the lines of what I was originally
thinking, but hey! It fits.

Everyone has a friend at some point in life, right? Even
if someone if mean as a snake and full of spit 'n vinegar,
somebody's sure to like them.
You see, sometimes, I, Dimension, doubt that statment.
I'm kind, polite, and want to have friends, but I'm a tad
bit on the shy side. I don't have friends. None of the
other 00E00s want to buddy up with someone like me.
I'm to quiet, to boring, and just not what other folks
want. But I'm not sure I want to change. I don't want to
get hunted down or trapped, so maybe being quiet's the
way to go.
But there's no law saying your friends have to be the same
as you, right?

Because I do have a friend. Not an 00E00, but a deer. A baby, something that most refer to as a fawn. I guess you wanna hear how I met him, right?
Well, it started a long time ago, when I was thrown out of the Metal Room, my body feeling crushed as I hit the hard ground. I heard loud voices and a slam, and I looked up just in time to see the Metal Room zoom away, back to my "birthplace".
Now, I was not a fool and knew that I would never be able to run after it and find my way back to the place from which I came. In fact, I am not sure that I even wanted to. At least that place had seemed to fit... what I was, as opposed to the tall things I automatically knew were trees, and the stony silence of the coniferous forest. I did not know if I could handle this place by myself.
Immediately, I began a trek for help, searching for others like me, for the safety of numbers. I was dangerously small and almost certainly vulnerable prey for any animal who wished to attack me, and faced many dangers as I trudged through woods, fields, and once within sight of a mountain. Soon, I met my goal and ran into another of my kind. He turned me away.
Many others did the same, leaving me feeling hopeless. I quit my journey and settled next to a small, slow moving brook in a small clearing of some woods. This was my most desperate moment, I think, and I was terrified as I heard a crunch behind me. It was the sound of leaves being crushed under something huge, something that could crush my tiny body underneath its...
Hoof. A deer stepped slowly into the clearing, it's ears place high and head turning as it surveyed the area. Its head gave a small nod and more crunching ensued. This time it was a much smaller, clumsier noise, and I eyed the area until I saw this baby enter the clearing, sheltering next to the warm safety of it's mother.
The animals bent their strong, tall necks and licked up the water, and soon they were finished. I thought for sure they were leaving and I was safe from the clumsy little child-deer, but he and his mother proceeded to lie in a bed of leaves. The larger deer fell into a peaceful slumber, but the fawn awoke, stepping carefully around the area, eating bark of off trees and stripping tiny areas of grass.
I inched toward it, wanting to get a closer look at this new creature as it progressed around the clearing. tried to walk silently so as not to scare it, as I didn't want it bolt, possibly trampling me or awaking an angry mother. A stick cracked under my paw and the child-deer stumbled, turning quickly and tripping. It looked up, its large eyes staring, frightened, into mine, and as I took a quick, thoughtless step forward, sparks flew from my paws. The fawn ran in fear, drawing closer to the sleeping form of its mother. "No," I thought, but thoughts stop nothing. Its mother was awake, her watchful eyes pinpointing me.
I curled up, waiting to be stepped on, crushed, to hear my own bones crack and smell blood, but it didn't happen. The only thing I felt was her penetrating stare, forcing herself into my very soul. I laid there, too afraid to do anything until I here her rise, ready to depart from the clearing.
I looked up just in time to see her leave the clearing, her child-deer following after her. I exhaled in releif, only to feel a new stare, but that of the fawn.
As his mother steps away, he walks toward me, his skinny legs somehow not collapsing under his body. I backed away a little, but found myself cornered against a tree, my vulnerability doubled. I closed my eyes and feel the fawn's breath on me. I open them, and his head butted me gently. He ran to follow his mother. As he disappeared, I followed them, and have been to this day.

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