[bellumii]

competition:

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]name:[/b] Fawn (feel free to change)
[b]gender:[/b] female (feel free to change)
[b]talent:[/b]


now that's just the skeleton that you should be following ! you may add any and all extras including art, stories, personality, likes/dislikes, go all out ! <3

End Date: march 22nd

good luck everybody ! if you have any questions feel free to ask them here, on the readopt thread, or through pm.

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Marking; willing to help if anyone needs it!

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υѕєяиαмє ♦ ♦
It's just 'lil ol me, emberheart~ Back from a wonderful group of hiatus, just for these contests!


иαмє♦ ♦
This girl's name is Rowan. I just really think this name suits her and she reminds me of a Rowanberry a bit. In fact, that just might shape her life's story...


тαℓєит ♦ ♦
A writer? How unique. Everyfoxer has a writer in their family. What makes her so special? Well, nothing. All her life she was told she was pretty good at writing so she kinda based her whole life off it. I mean, what else could she possibly be good at? She sucks at sports, is horrible at art, can't make a dog cuddle up to her if her life depended on it. So she just stuck with it. She enjoyed handwriting everything she wrote, but even her handwriting was hardly legible at times. But clearly, writing was not her talent. What was it, then?

╭Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfilllller╮
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Your purpose in life is to find

your purpose and give your

whole heart and soul to it.

- Gautama Buddha

╰Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfilllller╯

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art by my amazing friend, xfinity infiniti

"Ahh, I hate this dumb pen." she said. It was one of those pens that you had to fill with ink yourself. The young Foxerfly angrily scribbled all over her parchment to no avail. Only then did it strike her that maybe the pen was out of ink. Sure enough, it was. She walked around the library asking all around if anyone had any spare ink, but they all had some kind of weird "Ball-point pen? What on earth is that?" asked Rowan. The foxerfly, named Myra, looked at her like she was crazy. "What else would a young kid like you use?" Rowan shook her head in defeat and left the Foxerfly, determined to find herself some ink.
After quite some time, she decided to just try to make some. She smashed this and that and everything she could think of until she still didn't get her desired consistency and just about gave up. It wasn't until she was walking home from the library and accidentally stepped on a Rowanberry, that she decided to try that. And guess what? It worked. Rowanberry ink was a violent red color that everyone loved to use and jump started her career as an ink maker. Rowan had finally found her talent.

[bellumii]

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υѕєяиαмє ♦ ♦
It's just 'lil ol me, emberheart~ Back from a wonderful group of hiatus, just for these contests!


иαмє♦ ♦
This girl's name is Rowan. I just really think this name suits her and she reminds me of a Rowanberry a bit. In fact, that just might shape her life's story...


тαℓєит ♦ ♦
A writer? How unique. Everyfoxer has a writer in their family. What makes her so special? Well, nothing. All her life she was told she was pretty good at writing so she kinda based her whole life off it. I mean, what else could she possibly be good at? She sucks at sports, is horrible at art, can't make a dog cuddle up to her if her life depended on it. So she just stuck with it. She enjoyed handwriting everything she wrote, but even her handwriting was hardly legible at times. But clearly, writing was not her talent. What was it, then?

╭Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfilllller╮
00
Your purpose in life is to find

your purpose and give your

whole heart and soul to it.

- Gautama Buddha

╰Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfilllller╯

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art by my amazing friend, xfinity infiniti

"Ahh, I hate this dumb pen." she said. It was one of those pens that you had to fill with ink yourself. The young Foxerfly angrily scribbled all over her parchment to no avail. Only then did it strike her that maybe the pen was out of ink. Sure enough, it was. She walked around the library asking all around if anyone had any spare ink, but they all had some kind of weird "Ball-point pen? What on earth is that?" asked Rowan. The foxerfly, named Myra, looked at her like she was crazy. "What else would a young kid like you use?" Rowan shook her head in defeat and left the Foxerfly, determined to find herself some ink.
After quite some time, she decided to just try to make some. She smashed this and that and everything she could think of until she still didn't get her desired consistency and just about gave up. It wasn't until she was walking home from the library and accidentally stepped on a Rowanberry, that she decided to try that. And guess what? It worked. Rowanberry ink was a violent red color that everyone loved to use and jump started her career as an ink maker. Rowan had finally found her talent.

congratulations emberheart! your form was the only one completed so you are now the proud new owner of Rowan !