[qυєєη ℓαмє]

Username:
xMockingBirdx
Name:
Casey
What does she want for Christmas, and why?
What she want's most is a chance, she wants someone to love her. The reason is, because she is quiet lonely and no one trusts her very much. No one really hangs out with her and it makes her quiet sad, so she wants a chance and that's all..She'd do anything for just one chance from someone, anyone.

[誰不低頭]

Username:
Thistlestar
Name:
Reyna
What does she want for Christmas, and why?
What does she want? Well, she doesn't want anything, she wants to give! She grew up in a rich family, getting anything she wanted because of her wealthiness. Reyna felt bad though, for the poorer people and she wants to give back to her community! So instead, she accepts anything she is given and then donates it to the poor people!

[pIanted]

omg res ;u;

[epimetheus]

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Username:

ah, why hello there. you might be wondering who i am? i happen to be majesty reindeer. i am a very calm person . . .
whoops, shouldn't have said that. no, my name is not "a very calm person." that would be a silly name! no, my name is majesty reindeer. and that is that.

anyways. you cannot just run around calling me majesty reindeer, now can you? well, you could, but it would be too long . . . and annoying, i must say.
so i conjured up some nicknames for myself. you may call me deer or Phil, nothing else please, as i would be confused as to who you're speaking to.

and a few things to know about me;

- i am quite shy, and calm
- i love designs with few colors
- i change usernames a lot
- i have no life
- i am a big heavy metal fan
- i like to ramble . . .
- i am anti social
- there was a cat on top of me when i typed this

now, this girl truly caught me by the eye. i saw the amazing new lines and was literally shocked. to no end. i don't own a ceiral yet, but i really want one know. the other ceirals on these lines were nice, but not for lil' ol' me. i came back to check on the thread and saw this girl.

quite breathtaking, i must admit.

well, obviously i had to try. so now, here i am, with this form that i typed at one a.m. that you obviously must be reading. it was quite fun to make, i must say, especially the challenge of this format! i hope you enjoy the rest of this form, if you are prepared for more rambling . . . haha.



and i am not kidding about the cat part.


Name:

everyone, every thing, needs a name. it i simply just a fact! i could not simply own a nameless ceiral, no! that would be quite awful. i mean, imagine the consequences! it is just as if i were to have a name for this ceiral but her design wasn't present. a catastrophe.

oh dear . . . i got sidetracked again . . . sigh.

well anyways. if i were to win this ceiral,my name choice for her would be simple, yet effective;

Holli Blitz.

quite an odd name, yes? i do agree too that it is a bit strange. but, but, my dear friend, that marks it as perfection. who needs a sensible name like Sally or Bob? not that those are very smart names, but . . . i think an odd name would be perfect for such a odd person - such as myself - to like. i see beyond this ceiral's eyes life, mystery, adventure . . .

and oddness.

so, Holli Blitz will do. but, every name has a meaning, am i correct? my name, your name, everybody's name has some reason to it. who would name a child Amanda just because he/she looked like an Amanda?nobody. not one single person would do such things. so, obviously, there must be a reason behind such a queer name as Holli Blitz.

well of course there is! we'll break this down into two parts so nobody gets confused, okay? parts of one - the Holli and two - the Blitz.

1.) Holli - well, you said it was christmas themed. more importantly, themed on a wreath. so that brought me to the thought of holly berries, for some reason. so i considered the name Holly. but, being me, it needed a bit of flare. fire, if you would. to, spice it up, y'know? so i thought to change the spelling - i am a big fan of doing that. so what better, than to replace the "y" with an "i"? i mean, they have the exact same sound, and it looks much cooler then holly. Holli is also my mom's name, haha . . .

2.) Blitz - again, following with the christmas theme. i didn't want only one part in the name. no. it would simply not do! so i thought of other christmas-y things . . . santa and his reindeer came to my mind easily. going down the list of reindeer names, i felt rather attracted to the name "Blitzen." but it was too long! so, after a few a seconds of thinking, i chopped off the nd part and shortened it to Blitz. it sounds so lively and fun, huh?

so, there you have it. now the name isn't so confusing, is it?


What Does She Want For Christmas, And Why?

well . . .

wip, for now . . .



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[Dr. Paine]

Username:
Commander Shepard

Name:
Loreena, after Loreena McKennitt, one of my all-time favorite singers. This design immediately brought to mind her rendition of The Holly and The Ivy, which has quickly become one of my favorite Christmas carols. However, she tends to have her name shortened to 'Lore'.

What does she want for Christmas, and why?
Two things, really-- one impossible, one more realistic.

What Lore would like more than anything else would be a voice. She was born completely mute, and has gone from birth 'till now without making a sound; though she has managed to work out some means of communication-- in fact, she's actually a fairly social girl, despite the challenges she's been presented. Most of the year, she is fairly content with things, but... Christmas is a different story; she has always longed to join the carolers as they journey through the forest and towns, singing long into the night. When she was little, she'd always make a wish that for even one day, she might get to speak-- one of her favorite stories involved such a tale, about barnyard animals being granted the gift of speech for Christmas day. Why oughtn't it work for a ceiral then, she wondered? But the years went on, and Loreena slowly came to accept that it would never happen... but that doesn't stop her, even in her adult years, from making the wish before she goes to sleep on Christmas eve.

Now, what is her more realistic wish? Well, last winter, Loreena was shadowing carolers as usual, when she heard a most incredible, gorgeous sound under the dozen or so voices. With some effort, she learned it came from an instrument called a kalimba (also known as a thumb piano), and she has been desperate to get ahold of one so she might get to contribute music at last. They aren't all that hard to find, true, but... well, finding one to fit her paws is a bit of a different story, but Christmas is a time for miracles, right?

[Violenca]

Username: Violenca
Name:Pheodora
What does she want for Christmas, and why?
Well she easily wants a big Set of Seeds. Like apples, Cherrys, Salad and Peaches. She wants to buid her own farm like her Grandfather did once. That'S why this is her biggest Wish

[Little Fish]

Username:Fullmetalsouleater
Name: Her name would be Poinsettia
What does she want for Christmas, and why? She wants a bunny because she dreams wip

[Offended Cockatiel]

Possible reserve.

[glassesprotag]

Reserving~ <33

[心の血]

Username:
Well hello there, and merry Christmas! You probably see my name as ~Crystelle Skye~, but you can just call me Crystelle. I think that makes it easier, don't you? Sometimes ~Crystelle Skye~ is a bit of a mouthful.
Anyway, I am a Christmas maniac, and I've never had a Ceiral before. There's always a time to start though, and what better time than Christmas?!
Name:
Juniper Berry, or Juniper for short
What does she want for Christmas, and why?
Juniper only wants one thing for Christmas this year. She wants her father to come home, and her mother to care. Because many years ago, on Christmas eve, Juniper heard a fight. She was downstairs, putting up the decorations. She heard her mother shout. Her father shouted back. He came over to the tree, and lifted her up, to put the angel on the top. Then he left.
She doesn't know if he would ever come back. Her mother stopped caring. Juniper wants Christmas the way Christmas should be. Christmas used to mean, if she saved up, she could buy a tree. The trees are smaller now. They used to have a big one every year, even taller than father.
But she asked for that once. Her mother had slapped her. And shouted. She said: You're just like your stupid father. We can't AFFORD Christmas any more.
Her mother is right. Some days, they don't have food. Her mother is always drunk, or asleep. Juniper sometimes gets beaten, for asking to go buy a Christmas Dinner. There is no money.
Juniper has stopped asking now.
There is no Christmas to her mother any more. Her mother stopped celebrating. But Juniper never did.
Juniper works every day, including Christmas. There is no more Christmas dinner. There is never an advent calender. But Juniper doesn't forget. Sometimes, she doesn't know the day of the week, but always, she knows when it is Christmas. She listens to the carolers (but they don't come to her place any more. She can't pay them) and she watches as the decorations are put up around the town. She lives in a town now. They had to sell the cottage, with the chimney and the tiny attic that father turned into a bedroom, and they sold all fathers decorations. Father made all of those. Now, Juniper doesn't know where they are. There were hundreds, but her favorites are the ones she made with him. An angel. A holly leaf. A turkey.
A heart.
The angel from the top of the tree is gone now too. The last to go. Fitting, really. You always put the angel on last.
But she still has the heart. And sometimes, if she can, she goes out and finds a branch. That's the tree. She puts string on it, and a candle behind, for tinsel and for lights. Then she puts on the heart. Her tree is small, so it sometimes overbalances. But she always puts it right. And on Christmas eve, she sits by the tree and she makes a Christmas wish. The same every year.

Santa Claus, Jesus, God. Anyone who is there.
Please oh please, for Christmas this year, can I go home?
Can I wake up, and it's Christmas, but not this Christmas. Christmas when I was 5. With our big tree. And the present I made daddy. I made Daddy this heart, specially in his workshop. It glows, just here, when you press it. I was going to give it to him, on Christmas morning, but he didn't come back. And he isn't back yet.
But maybe, just maybe, all this is a bad dream. So can I please wake up, and daddy comes back in the door, dressed up as Santa like he sometimes did, and says "surprise!". And then mum comes and laughs, and we all have Christmas dinner together.
Is that too much to ask Santa? I've asked it every single year since then. How many years worth of presents add up?

That's my Christmas wish.
Please.