[akü]

•A Chima Lou is a wolf like creature with a lion tail. The average Chima reaches heights about as high as an average human hip, but can be slightly bigger or smaller. These creatures are found mostly in the forest and are rarely found in cities or towns. An average diet for a Chima is fruit, leaves, and many other plants. All Chimas wear a pendant and have horns, mist near their feet, and a few feathers. Rarely will a Chima not have such items. Chima Lous love being treated with kindness and being rubbed on the belly. Every Chima is unique (Siblings may share some physical traits), so please treat it as such!

doesn't this chima lou look maybe a bit colorless and bored?
maybe you should tell them an exciting story? show them something interesting?

no set end date as of now



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[Vocaloid Len/Rin]

username;; Vocaloid Len/Rin
name;; Monochrome
gender;; Male
an exciting story;;
an interesting image;;

WIP

[dogish]

username;; iDrowned
name;; Clem
gender;; female
an exciting story;; wip <3
an interesting image;; click <33

[lady windle.]

username;; out of my mind.

name;; Biscuit.

gender;; Male.

an exciting story;;






A puppy born to a normal family, in a normal world, with a normal name, but a very very unique tail of how he came to be the male he is today. A story that few know about and even fewer believe.. The tail of Biscuit the Valiant is a true coming of age story...

Despite his name Biscuit is a male full of many unknowns, and he has kept it to himself for sometime but it is time to let you know about the unique little man. He was born in the moods under a large pink cherry blossom, the small male was the only gray cub to be born to his mother, the rest were as unique and bold as her and her mate. She was bright with a mixture of pink and black with some lovely shades of white while his father was a mute black with some gray but his markings were like nothing you had ever seen before and the cubs were no different except little Biscuit. His coat was as gray as the smoke that lifted up from a volcano in the middle of an eruption, but his back carried the unique markings that were only and for ever be his, but his markings would lead him to a path he would be very unprepared for.

The male was young, just old enough to begin to learn how to be on his own and how this world worked, and maybe even where his place would be; but the paradise was short lived and his destiny would soon be laid out before him. One night he laid tucked into his mother's warm pelt her tail wrapped between his paws, when a light flashed behind him. It was as bright as a flash of white light, but then it turned to the darkness of night; as black as a sky with no stars. Within a voice called out to him

"Biscuit the time has come for you to prove that you are as unique on the inside as you lack on the outside.."

The pup was confused but this unknown voice did not give him the chance to make a decision; the gray male was plucked by the scruff and husked into a void split between time and space.

His gray eyes stared out to a panicked mother who called out for her cub as he called for her but their was no way back now the male had to make his own path, the young pup's story was just beginning.

He could feel his body free falling through space until he felt his consciousness fading, the longer he was in the darkness he could feel his eyes becoming heavy and his awareness slipping until his eyes slipped shut and he fell into a peaceful slumber. The time spent in rest felt like for ever, and when the cub awoke he felt the warm sun on his back and he could hear the birds over head; it was all just a dream. Stretching out his body, and his large feet he still had to grow into he let out a purr cooing for his mother until a voice he thought was only in his dreams spoke once more.

"Young one the time for rest is over; you are bland on the outside for a reason it is time for you to earn your gem"

He circled around Biscuit who shrunk down in the thick grass and did not speak he just watched. He had seen nothing like this Chima Lou before; he was pure black, blacker than the night sky he was covered in fog as if he was the reason fog landed at their feet and his eyes were a fierce white, his gem glowing bright with each step he planted in ground.

"You are chosen young one. Use this task wisely."

His head turned and scanned upward to tall mountain that jutted from the land like it had been carved by the gods themselves. Split exactly in half the moments was carved with ice, sleet, and snow on the left and green, sunshine, and warmth on the right. It called to Biscuit, he knew that was where he belonged.

"There are the very top you will find the destiny that beckons to you, through this journey you will learn more about yourself than you thought you would ever be capable. But no matter what lies ahead you will not give up. I see within you a strong male that needs a reason to blossom. Young one you are ready" The black fog nodded his head and as soon as he had appeared the night before he was gone once again .

Biscuit could fear his heart racing within his chest but he knew this was his task and he had no choice but to do it. There was no way back and up ahead was a beckon that called his name. Lifting his small gray body up to all fours, the cub knew what he had too do. With strength he did not know he possessed he took off in a full speed sprint, he could feel the wind on his coat, the power in his muscles. He could see through gray eyes like nothing laying before him could ever stop him; and he could hear a pin drop if he listened carefully. His senses were enhanced; and he could feel his true form beginning to grow.

The trip to the mountain was long, it took him days to reach the bottom and as his eyes flicked up to scale the task he knew it would take even longer to reach the point of no return. He took in a deep breath and within his ears he could hear his stomach growling but the time to feast was not upon him. Behind him he could hear the sound of heavy hooves hitting the ground and before he could turn a shot of heavy, warm breath struck his back. Turning quickly he stared face to face with a large unknown animals with horns that jutted from his head, hooves the sizes of platters, and eyes as dark as the sky. Biscuits ears laid back on his head but the animal did not move, instead a heart stopping bellow broke the air and Biscuit leaped into the air, growling hard at the animal. Unsure of what to do a voice broke the confusion.

"Be brave young one..." The Fog Chima.

Biscuit could feel his heart begin to pound and as if this Fog Chima was standing next to him Biscuit let out a hard growl and snapped his jaws on the nose of the large animal. Making him step back, Biscuit would feel his blood pumping. Swinging his paws and snapping at the air the male forced the herd back until he made his move. Turning tail he took up the path full speed ahead, his paws hitting the earth hard and with a heavy thud. There was no turning back.

"My destiny... Biscuit thought. "I have to earn my Gem." He closed his gray eyes before opening with a new found fire burning within his heart.

This was his destiny and he would finish this to the best of his ability.

He did not stop, he did not rest, he did not eat, and he did not give up. Days, weeks, and months seemed to pass by as the male grew into a form he did not know he could be. His muscles pulsed under his gray coat, his markings along his back grew to a unique form, and he finally caught up with his paws. His eyes locked on a podium on the one year mark of his journey, there within a locked glass box was a pink gem. His gray eyes widened and he took a step onto the tiled floor and a boom echoed through the air. Sucking in a deep breath Biscuit took up a ready stance finally the time had come.

Out of the shadows the Fog Chima arose a new look on his face, his eyes were piercing, and his face was stern and ready to kill but his target was now Biscuit.

"My gray Chima you time has come to prove how unique I know you are.. Prove to me and to others that the dullness of your coat does not label who you are." The Fog Chima shifted his form and stood before him black, and ready to kill.

Biscuit took up his stance, he waited he did not speak, but he watched. The Fog made his move lunging at Biscuit and pinning him hard to the ground. The breath was knocked out of him but he knew what he had to do. Closing his eyes he channeled himself and with a hard push of his now toned back legs he shot The Fog back his teeth pinching together and lips curling to a hard and threatening snarl. He readied his stance and made his move coming in with full strength a top of The Fog; he locked his jaws hard on his coat and tore back. A cry broke the air but the moment of power was short lived and Biscuit was engulfed in a black mist.

He spun in a circle scanning for his attacker but the fog was thick and all he could hear was the cruel laughter. A growl escaped his maw, panicking setting in until the gem locked in the glass began to glow. A bright pink that drew Biscuit in, it called to him, it needed him as much as he needed it. Using his nose he pushed the box open and the gem moved toward him draping over his next, and a shot of pain took over Biscuit's body. He let out a howl of pain as his eyes burned and he could feel the pads of his feet expanding and changing until he collapsed and awoke feeling reborn. His eyes scanned to his feet, and a new pink fog engulfed him, his body felt new, his muscles unused and his eyes oh his eyes they were no longer gray but a brilliant pink.

A grin expanded on his face and he let out heavy battle cry as if led by the power of his new gem the male took to The Fog with a new found power, quickly over turning his attacker, and capture and turning the tables in his favor. He was quick, and light on his feet, knowing exactly where to place them and what The Fog's next move was going to be.

Just when Biscuit was about to end it all The Fog vanished and a deep tiredness took over the gray brute making him feel woozy, sleepy, and fatigued from his journey through time. When he awoke the mountain was gone, the valley was gone, The Fog was gone, and the temple had vanished. He lifted himself up to shaky feet and before rested a buffet of meats; and a voice rang in his head.

"You are as unique as I thought my son. Never will you be boring in the eyes of others"

Tilting his head back Biscuit's eyes scanned the sky. Throwing his maw into the air he let out a new powered howl. He had been reborn, and his boring form was no more. He was no longer Biscuit the Dull, but instead Biscuit the Valiant.

[ if i get to adopt him i will add a lot more detail c: ]


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brief personality ;; Cunning, determined, honest, hard working, strong willed, trained warrior, knowledgeable, trusting, open eyed, clear minded, focused, blunt, hard headed, flirty, poetic, sweet, caring, protective, loner, and silent.

element of gem ;; A rare gem color that he wears around his neck, he has a hidden power element. It draws on his strength but is easily over weighed if he doubts his talents and capabilities. He can pick out the strength and weaknesses of those around him.

an interesting image;;

[akü]

notice!!! this competition will end in roughly a week, perhaps on halloween! ouo

[lady windle.]

oohh spooky! I'm excited c: I wanna read news stories!! Lol

[akü]

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happy halloween, everyone! ouo
aaand, we have a winner! congratulations, fou., the story
you wrote was creative and beautifully written! ^u^
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[lady windle.]

Eeehhhh thank you!!!!!! Now I just hope I win Baables!!!! Thank you again!!! :D