[Strudel]

Name: Loa (birth name Bait)
Gender: Male
Owner: Razors

First off, this is not a PPS, it will grow after the competition is over if the new owner doesn't want it as a pps (though I think it's much better as an adult anyhow XD all of my creations in the nursery are for some reason)
Anyhow this is an abandoned batch. Wow we haven't had one of those in a while, so I thought it was time one get posted. That and I thought this idea was kinda cute. It's got a swamp feel going on.

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-Only one extra is required, and it can be anything and any length (if written)
-Additional extras can only be five-hundred words each, and can be no more than four additions altogether.
-No more than two pieces of art if you choose to do art.

Ending Date: 3/10/16

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[grifforik]

Username: Grifforik
Name: Gator Gambit (Gambit for short)
Gender: Male
Swamp critter GIF:
Link too big gotta fix it
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Story:
Gambit was left on his own as egg, he never knew his mother or father, his first memory was hatching.

The light was so bright, and his egg so difficult to break through, but he managed to finally rock the egg enough to break it open, and out he spilled, into a nest with one other creature, his brother, he instinctively felt a connection with the other creature, and yet knew he was not the same. This new brother, was scaled where his own fur was soft and wet. And then she came into view, a giant image of his new brother, she was massive, and her scales gleamed in the soft glow of the light.

She was beautiful, and she loved him, and his brother, and with her came food. Meat, so sweet and wonderful and filled his belly. When he was finished, he and his brother climbed over her tail and she curled her body around them, protecting them in their sleep. She was mother. This he knew, without knowing, and she would always love him...





***Totes not stalking you >.>

[PikachuTori25]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Swamp critter GIF: Capybara/Dragonfly or Caiman
Extra(s):
I'm in love, resss

[Evils]

Username: Evils
Name: Bug
Gender: Male
Swamp critter GIF:
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[.:MilkyWay:.]

Username: .:MilkyWay:.
Name: Moss
Gender: Female
Swamp critter GIF:
(Crocodile)
Extra(s):
She is actually a vegetarian, only preferring to stick to plants and such. She loves to read and fish, only to let the fish go once she catches them.

[QueenAxolotl]

Username: StarRayGlowButt
Name: Marshall 'Marsh'
Gender: male
Swamp critter GIF: gator
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[Ill]

Username: Cojinxleafbelle
Name: Loraine Moru
Gender: Female
Swamp critter GIF: [url]x[/url]
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[crackerbox_palace]

Reserve

[chicken lord]

frost .
roy skully
biological male / pansexual
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As the sun slipped beneath the horizon, an eerie darkness engulfed the swamplands. A skull marked head slowly ascended from the shady depths of the muddy pool. Ears pricked and alert, the small being made its way up the banks. It looked around cautiously, then heaved a sigh of relief. A small silky voice yawned, "Night time." Thunder boomed, lightning cracked, wind gusted past the trees. A full moon cast a shadowy silhouette of the small viscet, much larger than itself. Moonlight sparkled on the small droplets of water left on its fur. It looked around, ears drooping. "Mom. Dad!" Calling it's remorse into the empty swamp, it sat down. A chorus of frogs and whippoorwills cried right along with it. Tears fell to the ground, sinking into the muddy shore. A lone owl called through the thick fog, the noise echoing back and forth.
Roy searched, trust me, he searched. As the brilliant purples and reds and oranges filled the sky, Roy howled his anger to the sun. "Come back!" The yell called. "Come back." Now hysterical with tears, he was about to sink back underneath the lock and key that was his swampland home. Someone was calling him. Calling him to come home. Calling and calling about happiness and love and warmth. Roy took his paw out of the swamp and walked to the call. Walking.. Home.

[Fox,]

Swamp critter GIF;;

Art;;
The Swamps
recoloring art, sorry!
^^ click for full image, art by me c;

FAQ;;
"Want to know about me? Well, alright, I have time to kill."

"Let's start with the basics. I'm Tadpole, but call me Tad. I live here, in the swamps, alone. Yes, it gets lonely, and there aren't near enough gals to flirt with... What?"

"As you can probably tell, I'm bold, unstoppable, flirty, and driven. If I have something in mind, there's no turning back. I need to get it done, whether it be something as small a task as get food, or something as massive as spring cleaning. I do tend to be a bit aggressive and cocky, but that's if you get in my way or mess with my stuff. Don't."

"How'd I get my name? Well.. heh... It was the first other animal I saw. It totally didn't scare me out of my fur, pshh, totally not. Anyways, I was about 1-2 weeks old, and I was parched. I needed some water, or something. Back then, I hated the taste of swamp water, so that was basically my brussel sprouts at the time."

"I was searching for a puddle, or anything other than swamp water, and I came across a small pond. It was gorgeous, right on the edge of the swamp and the forest, crystal clear water, covered with lily pads and water lilies. I dabbed a paw in the water, trying to find out if it was safe. After about 10 seconds, I decided to plunge in. I dipped in my muzzle, and drank gratefully. It was delicious."

"I closed my eyes, and kept drinking. It was so fresh, so clean. Finally satisfied, I opened my eyes, only to see a small pair glaring at me from within the pool. I yelped, backed away, and ran as fast as I could home. I only found out what it was the next day, when describing it to my new-found friend, Duft. I loved the sound of it, so I was thereafter known as Tadpole."

"Speaking of friends, I'll tell you about them. Of course, as mentioned, Duft was one of my first friends. He acts like a viscling, so when I met him at 1 week old, we clicked instantly. Its about a 20 minute walk from my house to his. My second friend is Soren, and it took a long time for us to become friends. He's really sweet though, and not as scary as he looks. ;w;"

"Chase is quite a crazy one. His arrogant side matches mine, and so our first meeting involved growling and claws. We eventually settled it, and became close friends, although we argue over stupid things all the time."
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Tad's History;;
"...Well, if you insist. My tale begins in the swamps, particularly the Everglades in the USA. I hatched in a small nest, with only the scent of wet moss and dewdrops left. It was quite comfy, until my stomach growled. I was starving."

"Life was difficult at first. I could only catch minnows and bugs, enough to "small me", but not enough to sustain the "growing me". I often went to bed tired, cramped, and hungry. It was rough."

"One day, while stumbling over my own paws, I came across an old, massive cypress tree. I looked it up and down, and strangely enough, there was no water near the trunk of it. Intrigued, I circled it, then knocked on the wood. A definite noise came from inside it, and I was amazed! Shelter, at last."

"I dug into the earth for a solid 3 hours before almost giving up. My coat was caked in mud, claws broken and uneven. I took a breath, caught a minnow, then kept up at my work. At last, for what seemed like an eternity later, I broke through the bottom of the trunk. Inside, the trunk was hollowed out, closing near the top. It was spacious, nearing around 10 feet in diameter. I breathed out my satisfaction before flopping down, and falling asleep."

"Half a year later, I had grown quite a bit. I had kept up my hunting, and soon learned how to catch trout, frogs, and sometimes went for birds. I had come into contact with other viscets, but none stayed long... Well, of course, I scared them off!"

"My personality had matured, and now I was aggressive, territorial, and driven. I could beat anyone, anything. I was stronger than a bear, sneakier than a fox, and had faster reflexes than a wildcat. I was young. I was unstoppable. I was really stupid."

"One day, the wind was howling outside of my trunk-house. Rain was beating down, but I was inside, warm and safe from the raging outside. All of a sudden, I smelt something. Bear? No, not big enough. Bobcat? No, they stayed far from me. I rolled my eyes, annoyed, but adrenaline rushed through me. My claws flexed, and I felt my teeth with my tongue. I narrowed my eyes, and prepared for the monstrosity."

"Once outside, I spotted my prey. It was a weird creature, black with white stripes, and beady black eyes. It swung around, and stared up at me. I lunged, clawing at its flesh. Wrong move."

"It reached its paw out, clawing my hind leg. I hesitated, and it lunged at me. The tables had turned. I scrambled up my tree, trusting my legs not to give out. I watched it pace around the tree, before finally lumbering away. I half scooted, half fell down the tree, and went inside. Needless to say, I lost a bit of my aggression that day, but don't even think about fighting me! I'm still unstoppable."
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Comic;;
How "Tadpole" came to be
may recolor this in, sorry!
^^click for full image, art by me c;