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[Rocky Road Raccoon]

Username: Ax The Andalite
Name: Diva I chose this name because she is a bit of a Diva
Gender: Female
Why does she have 32 orbs?
Diva has 32 orbs because she collects them. She collected them for years and they eventually became part of her as a pearl like necklace. She took them because she never had an orb herself that was attatched to her, getting jealous she hoarded them-- then bragged about her large quanity of orbs.
Story:
Diva trotted along the dense forest floor wondering about the lovely amazing weather. She grinned ear to ear. Walking around the quietly snowing forest floor. The air was thick with smoke. Which made Diva stop short. She sniffed the air, warily.Was someone polluting the land she loved oh so well? She smelt oil, grease and the thick smog. Diva coughed on the smoke that drifted and swirled around her feet. A growl came from the back of her throat, but it resulted in a chain of coughs. She walked by the riverbank. Peeking in she saw mottled grey swirling in it. Pollution, she thought regretfully. Her grin turned into a shameful frown. It seemed like ages ago when the dense forest was gourgeous, lush with life. Not Anymore... she thought blankly. In the distance she saw Estrid, the alien PW who looked very sorrowful. Looking down at once beautiful earth. She saw Nyra, the blind PW though not able to see she could smell, and Nyra's look was disgusted. She saw Iris and Tobias, the rainbow PW and the steampunk PW sadly peering down at the smoky environment. Diva's look was pure scorn by then. Iris gently gestured for Diva to come near. Diva noticed Tobias's eyes were full of clear tears, like rivers. She shook her head, making her hat fall off. After retrieving the hat she went to join them. All watching on the riverbank. I felt like crying. Smoke filled my lungs. I ran I could not do much else. So I ran on and on over and over. Over logs and various other objects. We all ran and ran on and on. To the endless roads. They were long. Diva breathed in the clearer air of this new place. The sk
y was pale blue with cottonball like clouds floating daintily above. It seemed good. Diva bent over the stream and got a long,- cold drink. It was quiet. The rest caught up to her, shouting loudly. The scorn from there face was gone. And there moods were lightened and happy now. The wisps of clouds blew above them, like dandelion fluff.
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WIP PLEASE COUNT MY FORM WHILE JUDGING THOUGH!

[CANINE-Unit]

It's gorgeous!

[bananer]

It's gorgeous!

Thank you! ;u;

[koegami]

oh my god.
poofy sass.
i may enter, but it depends on if i can get my cupirare up <3

[bananer]

Yay! ^u^
Bump!

[Sugar Buck]

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Why does she have 32 orbs?
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Mark~

[ZC.]

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Azure Ember
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Name:
Marrin (MAIR-rin)
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Gender:
Genderfluid, usually prefers feminine (She/Her/Herself) or gender-neutral (Zie/
Zir/Zirself) pronouns.
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Why does she have 32 orbs?
Marrin was not always the proper little warg you see at the top of this page;
once, a long time ago, she was a rambunctious little pup. She was constantly
getting into fights, and almost always winning. One time, however, she fought a
PW by the name of Albion. Long story short, and I mean very short, Albion
won that fight, but after it, he accidentally broke her orb, into exactly 32
pieces. Each of the pieces healed into a small orb with only a tiny amount of
the potion inside. Due to their nature to want to heal together, they became stuck
together in a sort of ring, or necklace-like shape. After that, she swore off fighting
with other wargs for good.

At least, until there was a severe provocation.
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Story:
Marrin walked down the busy city street. Sure, she had 32 orbs, and sure, some
PWs thought she was a freak, but did their opinion really count? She thought they
didn't. She was fabulous! Suddenly, Marrin noticed something amongst the
chaos - A deep blue coat. Brown, ram-like horns. An obnoxiously poofy tail -
more obnoxious than poofy, she thought. It was Albion. She tried to regain her
composure - he's not done anything to you in years, she thought. He probably
wont even remember it. She continued walking, but in a quicker, half-panicked
pace. Her breathing was quicker and speeding up, along with her already quick
walking pace. She began to remember the event that happened so long ago, to
give her this necklace. You're losing your cool again, Marrin, she thought. She
tried to calm herself down. Breathe in, 1, 2, breathe out, 1, 2. Her pace slowed
back to a stroll. Albion, unfortunately, had noticed her in the midst of this event.
"HEY!" he called. Marrin froze for a split second, then began walking quicker.
Albion also sped up and trotted over to compensate. "Hey, Marrin," he said. "So,
how's life been?" "Uh..." Marrin began, "G-good, I suppo-" She was cut off by Albion,
cutting in with, "Good, good, me too. Anyway, I just wanted to hand you this," as
he handed her a silver envelope. Marrin glanced at him, confused, but he had
already left. Marrin sighed. She opened the envelope, bracing for some sort of
trick. There was none, thankfully. She opened up the letter. It was... Well, not at
all what she expected. It was something possibly resembling an apology for what
he had done as a young Warg. Marrin half-smiled as she continued walking along.
Today turned out better than she had initially thought it would. Much better.
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I might do art? IDK it depends on if I can find a mouse w/ a scroll button. I would
write a story but that's already required, so...
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♦EXTREME WIP, PLEASE COUNT THOUGH♦

[.mickey]

Username: Rusty & jake
Name: Sakura Suremai ( Shoor-em-ay )
Gender: Female
Why does she have 32 orbs? Story of what below:
Story: She was an extraordinary Poculum in her Ages. She usually wears beautful satin-pinkish gold clothes that made her look all fancy. One day, she was curious about what she should wear on her school disco. A small fairy appeared infront of her closet and said. " Well, Sakura Suremai. Do not be sad.. Im always here for you honey. Look, This will help you everyday when your puzzled." She shook her wand and 32 magical orbs appeared around her. She had tears in her eyes and thanked the fairy alot. The orbs stuck to her dress forever. She never became sad anymore.
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[bananer]

Edit: This is Poculum Warg #94, not #93. Silly o'l me xD