[cyberdragon725]

"... I believe in a universe who doesn't care and people who do."
-Angus Delaney

It's my last Night in the woods based adopt! This is the second half of the partner comp. Loosely based off of Angus and his amazing growling skills. Please note that, if grown, these will count against your monthly limits.

Link to Partner: #865

This competition focus' on the relationship between the pair but is still an unlimited impress me. Please remember quality over quantity. For this competition, in order to qualify, you must:
~have a partner
~choose between trying out for this one or #865.
~fill out all minimum requirements of the form

To qualify, you must at least have this form filled out:

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality: (min. of 150 words)
Relationship to #865: (Min. of 300 words)

Prettying up is allowed. The end date will be April 23.

Bear ears - Uncommon

[River Song]

I'm just gonna mark this quickly

- River Song

[Softballpup12]

Mark til i find a partner o.o

[Wileyfangs]

Username: wicke
Partner: Imaginary
Name: Gordon
Gender: Male
Personality: They call him the quiet mambo, the silent cry of the night. The hidden blare of the moon. Gordon, they say, Gordon's his name. Gordon is a cool cat, a real slick little guy. Solid, strong, quiet, dependable. He's the type who's down to cool down, get what I'm sayin? This is one viscet who's not afraid to bend a few rules so long as you find the loophole. Gordon holds the secrets of the universe in his paws and only shows a little bit to the people who deserve to know. And yet even he isn't without his faults. His shadows under the moonlight.

Relationship to #865:
Maybe it was fate but Gordon isn't the type to believe in things that he can't see, but he can see Aj is important to him. On some levels. The two viscets are not exactly the best of friends. Or at least they hadn't started out that way. In fact Gordon hadn't even been down to call Aj even an acquaintance. An acquaintance was someone you could at least be cordial to. Nah, when they first met, Gordon had the distinct impression that AJ needed to be sat down and babysat like a child majority of the time and for the independent Gordon, that would not do.

At least at first. Now he's surprisingly the only sensible one. That is to mean, he's the one keeping AJ away from trouble. It's a tough thing to do too because as much as he cares for his best friend like a brother, AJ is thick headed and it can can be hard to get through that thick skull and get to his friend underneath. Still Gordon supposes he cares for him, just a little. Admittedly AJ is one of the best things that ever happened toto Gordon. Yes Gordon's a solitary guy but he can honestly say his life is at least a bit more exciting with AJ in it.

It might not always be legal. Heck might not even be good to do the things they do, but AJ makes it fun. He makes Gordon feel free from his worries, his stressors. And to think when they met all Gordon thought was how much of a little kid AJ was. How irresponsible and dumb he was. Now it's different. Gordon doesn't see that anymore. He sees AJ as a kid just like him who's mixed up on the inside but who's still a good person and more than anything Gordon just wants him to know he sees that good person.

As for Gordon he'd say their brothers from another mother because there's nothing he wouldn't do for AJ. Deeply loyal, even in terms of legal issues, Gordon would defend AJ no matter what was accused of him. All he asks is that he finds out from AJ first before anyone else. That's all he wants is to be the first to know so he can be the first to care. He never wants AJ to feel like he doesn't have anyone who cares about him like Gordon himself had. He wants AJ to know that no matter what, he'll always have his back.

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How it began:
It wasn't spectacular.
No gasp of surprise. No sudden hatred. How intense rivalry. They just weren't friends.

Until they were.

His ears were filled with earphones, their tiny speakers pounding fresh jams through his ears. Childish Gambino's 3005 being one of them. Class had barely started and his eyes glanced over the familiar faces of his classmates. Waiting. His hoodie pulled up to cover evidence of his music, he read the teacher's lips carefully knowing the shapes of her lips when it came to his name and calmly raised his paw.

A glance at the clock.
Two minutes till.

He slowly pulled the hood down, taking one earphone out just as the announcements began. Typical stuff. Soccer practice, band after school, football season approaching, cheer squad picks- He turned them out. He wasn't interested in them that badly. That is until he heard a very familiar, very annoying voice suddenly come on the intercom. "WHAT UP ANGEL HIGH!" Ugh. That loudmouth's on the intercom. This time Gordon couldn't help but listen. "Listen and listen good! Lookin for volunteer work? A job? Well look no further! Come down to the school pantry for a chance to get an interview with the always wonderful Tobias Morgan! He'll be here for the whole day and will be advising anyone who sets foot in the door! Just put your best foot FORWARD!"

Ugh.


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Gordon stayed away from the pantry for the majority of the day, his mind occupied with science projects -Thanks Mr. Bigsby- and English poetry. Poetry was actually his favorite thing to listen to. The assignment in particular demanded he write one himself. He was just about to sit down when a shadow loomed over him.

"You didn't go to the pantry?"
"When did you become my mom?

He stiffened as he felt something almost sharp jab into his back and he growled in annoyance.

"Is that a pencil?" He huffed.
"The eraser," the annoying voice said nonchalantly. "If I knew you liked bein stabbed I coulda turned it around for ya."
"No thanks, imma pass, but what do you want?"

[angeldog513]

Username:
angeldog513
Partner:
Ashwolf
Name:
Matt
Gender:
Male
Personality:
(min. of 150 words) Matt is usually very quiet, but in his head he's thinking of a thousand different ways to kill you. Out of the two brothers, Matt is the one more likely to sit back and think about the situation instead of going into it head first flames blazing. He's very cautious of what he does and wants to make sure he's doing it right. He doesn't really know how to express emotion so he often expresses it through anger or violent actions. If people try and help him he will just push them away saying he's fine. He doesn't want to show that he's weak in any way, that would give the others an advantage. Though it may not seem like it with his violent actions he does care a lot for his brother, he is the only he has left after all he doesn't want to loose him or see anything bad happen to him.
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Relationship to #865:

Luka’s POV

“Ok so you jump out in front of the car, make sure you don’t get hit. Lay there like your hurt ok? And when they get out to check on you I’ll get in and grab the goods ok?” I say to Matt my ears twitching. They always seem to twitch when something exciting is about to happen “Fine but you owe me…” he replies with a snicker. “Ok so let’s get in position, I’ll go to the other side of the road. Oh And when I give you the signal jump out ok?” “Ok...but what’s the signal?”I didn’t even think about that. “Umm…. how about I flick my tail, yeah that’ll have to do. Ok let’s get into position.” I say to him using my hind legs to sprint to the other side of the road. ‘Since we’re in the woods there should be not witnesses. So everything should go according to plan.’ I think to myself hiding behind a bush. Looking at Matt I smile. After a few minutes of waiting a horse and wagon trot down the road. Making eye contact with my brother I give him the signal and then the plan is put into action.

Matt’s POV

‘He owes me big time..’ I think to myself with a low growl. Seeing my brother give the signal I jump out onto the dirt road in front of the horse and cart. Yelling pretending to be hit the cart comes to a halt and someone climbs off of the horse running to me quickly to see my damage. With a fake groan I whimper tears filling my eyes making myself look like i'm in pain. Flailing around I let a small smirk crawl onto my face. Out of the corner of my eye I see Luka climb into the cart ‘You better hurry up…’

Luka’s POV

Quickly running into the cart I start digging through the box’s finding some jewelry and some other valuable goods. Quickly throwing them into my sack I throw it over my shoulder and hop out of the cart. Nodding to my brother that the job is done I quickly sprint back into the forest and start on my way home to unload my treasures. Opening the door I enter the living room dumping out my treasures. Hearing a low growl and then someone tackles me I look up to see my brother. “Yo, what’s up bro?” I ask him with a grin. Growling again ge gets off of me and lays on the couch “That was a close one, I nearly got caught because you took so long. You owe me big time….” he grumbles looking down at the floor at all the shiny treasures. “Awe come one you know you love me, plus look at all of these goodies I got!” I say twitching cheerfully. “I hate you too.” he snarls.


Both POV

This is only one of our many tricks we’ve played or things we’ve done. We’re known as the “Shadow Brothers” since no one is able to catch us. We’ve been doing this for years. When we were just little kit’s we were own our own. Not really sure what happened to them, and honestly don’t really like talking about our past. We steal and cheat to get by. Well that’s how it started, then it became an addiction. Now we do it whenever we please. We’re not evil or anything. We just like nice stuff.

[cyberdragon725]

Bump!

[Sunniedew]

nvm

[cyberdragon725]

This contest has been given a one week extension and will now end this coming Sunday.

Also, please remember to link your partner somewhere in your form.

[Lioashu]

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Username: humerussin
Name: Calypso "Cal"
Gender: Male
Link to partner's form

Aster and Calypso met by mistake. Aster was walking toward his home at the end of his walk. He would often wander the city at night. It had just rained so he was heading home a bit later than usual because it had trapped him inside for a bit. Cal didn’t mind it too much though, because he really enjoyed the way it made the sidewalk reflect the lights of the city. His gaze was locked onto the shiny ground under his paws as he walked until the light began to fade from the reflection.

There was a dark alleyway to his right. He turned head toward it focusing on the darkness to see if there was anything there as he walked. There wasn’t really a reason he was just curious. Cal stumbled back suddenly when he ran into the leg of a much larger viscet, “watch where you’re goin’, squirt,” they growled irritatedly at Cal. He backed away from the viscet. “S-sorry sir,“ he mumbled and tried to step around them to continue his walk home hoping the blunder was over. Two more viscets emerged from the alleyway and surrounded Cal. Together they began to pressure him back into the alleyway with insults and would block him if he attempted to leave. He was scared but he wouldn’t let them know that. He tried to appear calm but his act wasn’t perfect. They forced him further and further back into the darkness and he didn’t know what to do.

“Leave him alone!” A viscling wearing a leather jacket shouted as he got between himself and the three viscets. They turned their attention to him, and snarled. The viscling tugged on Cal and forced him to follow him. He ran with the other viscet, as it was far better than staying. “Where are you taking me?” Cal questioned, he heard his fear in his voice. “Just keep running!” The viscling instructed. Moments later they turned sharply into an abandoned car garage.

It appeared they had lost them, so Cal tried to calm down to catch his breath. This viscling had actually saved him from the three viscets. “Thank you. Who are you?” He asked the other viscling. “I’m Aster. You probably know me as Faux.” Faux’s gaze went the floor as if he were ashamed of himself. This confused Cal, as he had never heard of anyone under those names before. Cal shrugged, “I’ve never heard of you. I’m Calypso, but Cal is fine.” Faux seemed surprised, then almost relieved hearing that Cal didn’t know him. “How have you not heard of me? Everyone always talks about me…” Faux looked to Cal as he spoke. “I guess I just haven’t heard anything.” This question was incredibly confusing to Cal. He didn’t know what Faux had to hide, as he didn’t seem bad at all.

From then on Cal and Faux stayed together. They were inseparable throughout their childhood. Faux got into lots of trouble but Cal would be there to get him out of it. Occasionally, Faux would be the one saving him. Cal was more mature than Faux by far, but that didn’t mean he didn’t like having him around. Sometimes Cal would joke about being superior to Faux because he helped him out so much. However, things changed when Faux began to outgrow Cal. At first it wasn’t too noticeable, but eventually it got to the point that Faux could stand on his hind legs, but Cal couldn’t. Faux was double his size. Cal found out he had Peter Pan Syndrome and would never be able to stand or grow as tall as Faux. He worried he would be treated as a child forever in this state, and it hindered his confidence. In order to help his friend, Faux gave him glasses. “See? You’re cool, too.” They made Cal feel smarter. This helped him regain his confidence and he continued helping Faux in any way he could and getting into trouble with him also.

Calypso, even when he was a young viscling, showed signs of maturity and understanding towards others. His parents doted on him for this, taking pride in their son. Cal seemed to always have a serious aura about him, often of which actually made some viscets nervous in his presence. He never noticed, though, not really caring whether or not he was some figure visclings looked up to. He just viewed life in a more calm and sincere attitude, is all.
Cal can get along with most viscets and visclings, even if they are incredibly immature. Most of his friends are young visclings, after all. Though none of them seem to share the same interests as him; he loved classical and jazz music, books, and surprisingly, performing. At one point he even wanted to be a jazz singer himself, but later decided against the thought. The stage just didn’t feel quite right for him. After exploring what he wanted to be further into his life, he decided it’s time for a break. Cal wanted to unwind; he still had plenty of time to think on it all, and even then, there’s opportunity just around every corner.
Some say, maybe Cal even wanted to take some risks before he grew up, and experience his childhood to the fullest. He was looking for adventure and freedom, not sophistication.

[cyberdragon725]

Ends tonight! At 11 pm est!