[Novi]

Oh my, would you look at this poor baby! This Pocket Snake is fully-grown, and mutated, at that...
As an egg, this PSA was experimented on, thus giving it its third eye. The third eye closes sideways, unlike a normal eye, and this one has strange spikes protruding from its back! It always seems to wear a mask, since it seems to despise its third eye... I wonder why that is?

A custom-lined Pocket Snake for y'all! ovo (Yes. I KNOW it's the day after Halloween. Sue me.)
This poor little fella has gone through a lot already, so I'm hoping that they'll find a loving home. <3

The contest is a simple impress-me, with a few limits. eue For starters, you may only have up to fifteen (15) art pieces, and the whole form must not exceed 3,000 words. eDe Other than that, go nuts!

End date currently undecided. GO GO GO

[SukarettoYanagi]

Possible res.
too cute, okay? just tooo cute. <3

[Meweep]

This boy is precious. *0* Wont and can't try out for him though. <3 Congrats to the winner and good luck everyone!

[dogish]

omg reserve <3

[Sugar Buck]

Res

[Novi]

bump - end date is set for the fourteenth of January n w n

seeing as no forms are finished, the new end date is the first of February. if no forms are finished by then, I will be keeping him.

[Gryph]

An Irish male name meaning 'A Stranger.'


Male.



A reserved individual who, when confronted, will do his best to avoid conversation and eye contact. Though he has few, those he has managed to befriend are cherished and highly revered, the only creatures he is somewhat willing to speak to. When asked about his mask, he will most likely pretend as if the question wasn't voiced, simply moving on to a different subject, and if any dare touch his treasured headpiece, the Pocket Snake would protest profusely and duck away, spitting and hissing. Gale can be rather patient with those who he deems pests, though when pushed to a breaking point, he has no option but to lash out, regret coursing through his every scale after doing so. He blames the scientists who hatched him, bringing him into the world as a mutant, something to be stared at. A trophy. He denies their existence by trying his best to live the life of a normal PSA, though what seems so simple can often be a struggle for a creature such as he.



He sees it as a scar, a reminder of his past, a reminder that he's different, and will never have a proper, usual existence. Always brought back to his roots, at an Experimental Facility. And he absolutely hates the beings that did it this to him. The only thing they seem to have done right is to gift him his precious mask, which he would not have even needed had they let him be, without mutating his genetic code.