[Zacharie1]

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Parrapups, or Parras, are an omnivorous, aviary quadrupedal species that originated from tropical areas, but after they were domesticated, they gained more levels of fur and different beaks. All parras spend a lot of time cleaning themselves, and preening their feathers if they have wings. Parras come with a variety of tails and beaks, but good luck finding one that does! Having a large gene pool Parras also have the chance to show some mutations. They come in a large variety of colors including bright neons and dull greys. All parras are a very social in some way and love to whistle, sing, and chatter to others- Parra or not!

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One poem about what this Parra despises:


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Ends March 6th

By Beatnik and Zacharie~

[hqmary]

RES.
I must have him. He is too beautiful not to be owned by me. :p

[❌ DYNAMIGHT ❌]

RSERVE

[ririan]

Name:
Ketsu
Gender:
Male
One poem about what this Parra despises:
I hate the fact
That when he puts his arms around me
I sometimes cringe,
Remembering your hands 'round my neck.

I hate feeling
Paranoid that he doesn't love me
Just because you
Never valued me as I should've been.

I hate myself
For not being strong enough to fight.
I hate myself...
For nearly surrendering my life.

But most of all
I hate you for staying in my head.
I despise you
For still remaining a constant threat.

[TheToyMaker]

Name: Kael
Gender: Female
One poem about what this Parra despises:

You, you
On the wall
Spindly legs
Please don't fall
Why'd you have to come in here
Can't you see you're my biggest fear?

Please, please
Go away
So I can safely end my day
I don't want to fall asleep
Trying not to make a peep
Scared of what will happen to me
If you decide I'm a tasty treat

I really, really despise you
You, there on the wall
Creepy eyes and eight long legs
Please, please, please don't fall

Don't, don't
Come in here
Leave me be
And my house clear
The problem's not really my fear
It's when you decide to...

Disappear.

I went with the classic spider xD

[Scrapheap]

Name:Rook
Gender:Agender
One poem about what this Parra despises:
I truly loathe the idea
that i love you
i simply can not stand
to have tears on my cheeks
to give is something
purely intolerable
and worst of all
i hate that i think this way

(may change later)

[winter horror story]

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; Male



Tick tick my mind goes,
spinning and spinning as the wind blows
I'm unpredictable but that's not whats
so despicable.
They laugh and chatter while I'm not around,
thinking its my mind making sounds,
but when I saw they were real, I had
to have my anger concealed, or the monsters
will follow me down, since the world has
seen me as a clown.

[Bleating Ram]

Name: Kanashimi
Gender: Male
One poem about what this Parra despises:

You, yes you
The hate I feel for you is true

You held me back
Then tried to pick up the slack

You thrust a knife
Straight into my life

You ruined me
You set me free

You cannot make up your mind
I always feel like I'm in a bind

You I hate the most
Disgusting, just like burnt toast

You who destroyed my heart
Helped me with all my art

You I hate so much
Even though you were my crutch

I stand before this mirror
Hating you I see so clear

[Kydashing]

The world,
The people,
The emotions,
The sound,
Don't you hear it?
Don't you see it?

Touch it, taste it, smell it?
How much longer must I take this?
How much longer must I do this?
I want to be free,
I need to be free,
Let me fly!

Let me soar!
Because, yes I can't take it no more!
These people!
This world!
Why must I be pushed aside?
Don't you see me cry?

No, No you don't!
That is what I hate the most!
You must not hear!
You must listen!
If, and only if then you do...
Will I ever reconsider...
...You...

[muryouku.]

Name: Exion
Gender: Biologically Male, Identifies as Agender
One poem about what this Parra despises:

Drip, drop, the cycle grows,
You'll put me into perfect rows,
I don't wanna be your perfect little boo,
I don't wanna be like any one of you,

Sometimes I want to have fun,
You tell me that I can't run,
Okay, I guess I'm not your perfect little 'son,'
But please don't cock your little gun,

You have authority over me,
But you don't know what you're supposed to be,
I think the meaning has somewhat gotten transparent,
Cuz' all I know is that you're supposed to be my parents.