[castiiian]

edits:
[nr] hetrochromia
[c] custom body pads, hair below the jawline

so tempted to keep this kiddo
i love their design sm??

this comp is going to be a limited impress me
you have a max of 3 art pieces and 600 words, less is perfectly fine
what im most looking for is a creative + well developed character,
the way you represent/develop them is entirely up to you!!

skeleton form:


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this will be judged 24 hours after at least 3 forms have been posted.
you may still enter once there's been 3 forms posted, as long as it's before the 24 hour mark!

[_silentsiren_]

＞＞ LOGIN: Cym0p0l3i4
＞＞ PROCESSING...
＞＞ PASSWORD: P083ID0NS_0WN
＞＞ ACCESS GRANTED
＞＞ ENTER

The quiet hum of PC fans were one of the few noises above the music that was blasting in Cymopoleia's ears. She was hardly paying attention as she continued to work her magic on the computer. Her eyes skimmed across the multitude of screens, sitting back in the spinning chair. She smirked and the file eventually cracked open, spilling all of it's secrets.

"BINGO!" She yelled, standing up in her chair as she laughed. The information was buried for years and finally her search had come to fruition. Many others had spent the years trying to crack the code left by P083ID0N who has disappeared off the face of the Earth and left behind his locked legacy.

Her eyes examined the file labeled "4TL4NT18." She clicked it open and the information began to pour over the multitude of screens, her eyes darting from file to file, looking at the small picture, trying to get a hold of it. She jumped up out of the chair and ran back to the back of the room.

"Welcome..." she squinted a little, trying to make out the big words it was spelling. To Atlantis." The files then began to pour out on top of one another, secrets, black mail, anything and everything she'd need to get to the very top. She was about to control everything known to man. With these... she could overthrow a government.

A smirk crossed her face as she sat back in the chair, locking the file once again. "With this.. I can rule the world from the palm of my hand." She clenched her fist, staring at the screen, "But... who is Poseidon?" She frowned a little, mulling it over for quite some time, thinking about it. She let out a defeated sigh, maybe the file would have answers she sought.

[Ohpossums]

dropping out ,o,

[cherubim]

username: vogelbiene
name: tba,,,
res. w some sort of cupid archetype

[sobermilk]

username: whim.sy
name: Kitora

res

[triplethesix]

wip

username: forgottenshadow
name:

[royalpoppy]

ressss

[GhoulishDes]

username: tate langdon
name: nova

big ol reserve