[Mint Chip]

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name; Mylo Xyloto
gender; Male
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HMs (x1 Stubs) to transasriel & Zumizoom

not sure entirely want inspired this? I was thinking like shiny scales, and like camera film--- so it turned into this lol
so semi impress me I guess. mostly looking for character development in personality, their life & ambitions.

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-personality needs to be a minimum of 100 words, max of 300.
-life goals is limited to a max of 700 words.
-the rest is up to you. you can do art and/or writing. max of 5 pieces of artwork (no comics / only small animations like blinking) & no more than 900 extra words.
-prettying up is welcome and encouraged. no bright or neon text tho please.
-good luck!

End Date: February 20th @ 8pm cst

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[Parasitic Rat]

So pretty! I'm trying out for another viscet (and waiting for another tryout to finish) tho, so I'm going to refrain from this.
Open for relationships tho~ <3

[Sullivan Maurus]

"When you use your heart as a weapon and it hurts like heaven."
-Hurts Like Heaven, Coldplay

Name
Mylo Xyloto

"This could be para-para-paradise."
-Paradise, Coldplay

Gender
Male

"We'll run wild. We'll be glowing in the dark."
-Charlie Brown, Coldplay

Personality
Brave|Rebellious|Creative
Mylo is brave. Never being one to back away from a dangerous challenge, he dives in head first and never looks back until the job gets done. He isn't afraid to face the problems like everyone else. All it takes is a strong body, will and mind. Mylo also isn't afraid to stand up for what he believes in. Being a very rebellious person, he stands up to whoever is in charge and lets them know their place. However, he does so in secrecy, not of fear, but of mystery. He is like a superhero to the public. Mylo uses his creativity to fuel his rebellious tendencies and bravery. He has the unique ability to spray or leak paint from his hands at will. This allows him to quite literally paint the world around him, making it bright and beautiful. While he doesn't paint anything in particular, the sheer amount of color he brings to the would inspires all who see it to rebel just as he does.

"Through chaos as it swirls it's us against the world."
-Us Against The World, Coldplay

Life Goals/Ambitions
His main goal is to help people escape from their dull, mundane lives. However, he has a much larger endgame planned out.
Mylo lives in a very dystopian world where creativity and individuality are punished. No color, no music, nothing. Just a dull, monochrome world of boredom. However, he and a few others hold the power to return color to the world. This is his main goal, to bring happiness to the world with color and creativity. However, his much larger goal is infiltrate the government and it's army to bring their tyranny to an end and restore peace and color to the world once and for all. It's a risky business, but Mylo is willing to take that risk, no matter the consequences.

The city streets were dark, cold and silent. It had been raining the previous day, and the streets were littered with puddles. The sky was blank, clouds covering any trace of the moon or stars. The eerie silence was broken by frantic footsteps. Through the dimly lit streets, a Viscet ran, slamming his paws against the walls, covering the dull grey concrete and the propaganda posters in bright, colorful paints. Such an act is illegal, though the punishment is unknown. Those who do this are simply hauled away, never to be seen again. As the Viscet painted the town, it was clear he was being chased. The footsteps of soldiers followed him.

"From underneath the rubble sing the rebel song."
-Every Teardrop Is Waterfall, Coldplay

As he ran, he jumped over obstacles in his way. He sprayed paint down alleyways and up walls. Unfortunately, he took a wrong turn and ended up at a dead end. With the soldiers quickly closing in, he sprayed paint at the wall and dove in. He came out on the other side of the wall. He started running again, but not as fast as before since the soldiers were so far behind. As we went, he painted everything he touched. He came to a bridge that went over the train tracks. He heard one fly by below. He jumped off the bridge and onto the train, running along and painting it.

"We got one watching you and one on what you do."
-Major Minus, Coldplay

The wind blew through his fur. He felt so alive running along the train. He jumped off and onto the roof of a small building below the tracks. He jumped from roof to roof, painting the buildings from top to bottom. As he ran, he looked down to see the soldiers chasing after him. They threw trash and stones at him to make him loose his balance and fall. While they had guns, they had been ordered to catch the Viscet alive. The Viscet dodged the stones and trash, but a piece of brick struck him in the ankle. He fell back onto the roof of the building, laying in slight pain.

"Still got such a long way to go."
-U.F.O., Coldplay

The adrenaline is what kept him going. He jumped up and kept running, jumping over the gaps between the buildings. All the while, the soldiers kept up there assault. The Viscet was struck several more times in the legs and once in the face. His fur softened the blows, but they still stung. He saw a railroad bridge up ahead. He jumped up and grabbed onto a pipe, using it to swing up onto the tracks. He felt safe for a while until the bridge started shaking. He turned to see a train barreling towards him. He jumped up and landed on it, paint spewing from his paws as he held on.

"Cause you really hurt me."
Princess Of China, Coldplay

Eventually the pain overtook him. He let go of the train and flew off it and onto the tracks. He laid in a heap on the tracks, in pain but not wanting to give in. He got up and stumbled forward before falling on all fours. He crawled forward before falling on his face. He closed his eyes and everything fell away. When he opened them again he saw steal doors and soldiers. He closed them again, feeling weak. When he finally woke up he was in a cell, his fore paws tied together with metal gloves over them. His ankles were chained to the wall with a short length of chain.

"So it's over?"
-Up In Flames, Coldplay

The Viscet sat up and looked around. The cell was dark and made of slabs of concrete and sheet metal. There was a metal door on the far end of the room. He stood up and tugged on the chains. They were brand new and secured to the wall. He looked down at his bound paws. He closed his eyes and channeled his powers. Paint filled the metal gloves and started leaking out of them. Cracks started appearing and soon the gloves burst, spraying paint around the room. The Viscet used the paint on his paws to free them from their shackles. He did the same to his back paws and smiled.

Still in pain, the Viscet managed to limb over to the door. He listened as the footsteps of soldiers echoed down the hall and came to a stop outside. The large metal door creaked as it opened. The soldiers gasped and rushed in. That's when he made his escape. He slid out the door and locked it behind him, then he quickly, but quietly, walked down the halls. He looked up and saw a vent. He jumped up, pulled off the grate, and climbed in. The ducts were barely big enough for him to fit through. He quietly crawled through them, occasionally stopping to peer through the vents and listen to soldiers.

"Come on baby don't let it break your heart."
-Don't Let It Break Your Heart, Coldplay

Suddenly, alarms went off, and the Viscet realized that the entire base now knew he had escaped. Even worse, they knew he was in the ducts. He quickly crawled along, trying to find a vent that lead to the outside. He heard the frantic footsteps of soldiers trying to think of a way to capture him. Eventually, he found a vent that lead to the hanger. He backed up against the grate and kicked it out. He climbed down onto a watchtower. He made his way down to the ground and started running. The doors were open. He ran right out. On the way, he painted a message that read 'Mylo Xyloto'.

"It's a spark in a sea of grey."
-Up With The Birds, Coldplay

[PikaPerfect]

Adorable <3 I might enter if I have the time :3

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[mango marmalade,,]

~Name; Rogan (Row-gin)~

~Gender; Male~

~Sexuality; Straight~

~Age; 22~



~Life Goals/Ambitions~

Rogan aspires to be, well, don't laugh, a toy shop owner. Each and everyday, from his office desk, he sees little kids come running put from Balee & Baloo's Toy Shop smiling ear to ear, carrying a yo-yo, or a stuffie, or whatever toy they got, out. He wants to be that cashier who gets to say, "I hope you enjoy your toy" and then wraps it in a brown, crinkly paper with a ribbon around it. He wants to be the one that holds the door open for the little skipping children, and be the one that gets grateful smiles from parents. He wants to someday run his own toy store, called "Rogan's Marvelous, Magical Toy Store" and get hundreds of smiles thrown at him every week. This is why, each and every day, he smiles at people, hoping to get smiles back. Those smiles are what get him through another day at the office, instead of being at his fantasy toy store where he knew he belong. This is why he is charming, and kind, and helpful, and friendly, and forgiving. This is why he has never snapped at a kid, even the ones that pull his tail, or chew on his ears. When they do that, he laughs it off, because someday they might be costumers at his toy shop.
Rogan also helps Viscets overcome childhood abuse so others don't have to experience the same pain he did. He started one of the main Viscet orphanage. The orphanage is a non-profit organization that is dedicated to finding safe, loving owners for abandoned Viscets so they don't need to live on the streets. He also helps raise funds for Viscets who never graduated college and need to re-apply, and for

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~Personality~
Rogan is one of the kindest, gentlest Viscet's you will ever see. He has no taste for fighting, bloodshed, or anything violent. He does, however, love to hug any child in sight, hot cocoa (Whether it be summer or winter), and daises (But not tulips!!!). He always loves to dress well, rarely seen without a bow tie at his neck (See Favorite Accessory (s) for image) because, well, because of his childhood, in which his father was never seen with respectable close on, and instead choosing to wear sweatpants and a dirty t-shirt wherever he went. Rogan also dresses nicely because he's noticed people trust a well dressed business man more than an unkempt random person on the street for their children to hug.

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~Background/History~
Rogan, surprisingly enough, was abused as a child. His father was an alcoholic, and would come home every night and beat him. His mother left, running away from her abusive husband when he was 6 years old. From then on out, he needed to defend himself to survive. But he never, not once hit his father back. He knew, that if he started hitting his father, even for self defense, he would slowly turn into him, and just keep hitting for "self defense" for the rest of his life. So that was why, on July 2nd, 2005, he ran away at 2:00 in the morning. He only brought his high school history text book, a flashlight, and his kindness. He lived on the streets of downtown Chicago for 3 years, feeding on people's kindness. But soon, he started to realize he needed to do something. He would finish school, and get a job, and get an apartment, and finally get his own toy store and fulfill his childhood dream. So he did. He finished high school, and went to collage. He then graduated, got a job, and secretly fed his dreams of becoming a toy store owner every night until they got bigger and bigger. He still harbors no bad feelings against his father, and instead devotes his every moment (The ones not spent dreaming/planning his toy store of course) to help baby Viscets and children over come childhood abuse.

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~Daily Routine~
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Step 1; Wake up, think about how great a day it's going to be.~
Step 2; Look in the mirror. Then, comb mane because you have bed fur.~
Step 3; Pick out what bow tie you're going to wear.~
Step 4; Put bow tie on, wash paws in bathroom.~
Step 5;Go get your bag; it's time to get coffee.~
Step 6;Lock the door behind you.~
Step 7; Greet your neighbor, "Hi Ms. Moosie!"~
Step 8; Say hi to every and all passerby. Smile if they say hi back.~
Step 9; Go to the coffee shop, get 4th in line.~
Step 10; Wait 2:39 minutes, then order. The usual (Spiced black coffee, 1 cup of cream, stirred for 23 seconds, then add two pinches of sugar)~
Step 11; Smile widely at the shop owner when they give it to you, say thanks. ~
Step 12; Go to work, give ____ employee a present. Smile at boss (Maybe they'll finally give you that loan for your toy shop!!)~
Step 13; Do each and every assignment assigned to you. ~
Step 14;Help Mrs. Charter with her letter, then go to Sam's Deli for your lunch break.~
Step 15;Look at the toy shop across the street, then keep working on your plan for your toy shop.~
Step 16; Go back to work, sigh inwardly (But don't show it!!!!) as your boss congratulates Mrs. Charter for her letter.~
Step 17; Go home, again smiling at each and every passerby.~
Step 18; Say, "Hi Ms. Moosie!" and give her Lemon Tea (Her favorite!)~
Step 19; Go inside, sketch building designs until 11:13.~
Step 20; Go to bed. ~
Step 14; Repeat steps 1-21.~

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Daddy's Home...
(A short story in the eyes of little Rogan)

Darling, would you mind passing me the sugar?" Mommy asked.
"Only if you let me put it in," I said, smiling. I wanted it to be very, very sweet. I loved my cupcakes to be extra sugary.
"Okay..." Mommy said, laughing, as she handed me the sugar. "But don't put too much i-"
‘WHOOOOOSH’ "Whoopsies..." I said with wide eyes. "I didn't know the top was open..."
Mommy laughed. "It's okay! And besides, nobody likes sugar free cupcakes." Then, Mommy looked at her watch.
“What time is it?” I asked. When it was 5:25 it was closet time. Daddy liked to play hide-and-go seek when he got home. Then, we would play tag, and Mommy would tell me to run as fast as I could to get away from Daddy because he always found us. Then Daddy would hit mommy, and sometimes would hit me too. “I-it’s five twenty two. We h-have three minutes to clean up.” Mommy said. She could never quite get out her words when it was time for Daddy to come home.
“But we haven’t finished baking them!” I looked up at her. “Can’t we finish them?”
“No Rogan, we can’t because Daddy’s coming home.” She put the sugar and the flour away. “Could you put the eggshells in the trash please” She quickly said “I’ll clean up the sugar.”
“Yeah Mommy, I got it.” As I picked them up, I heard the sound of a car door slamming. I guess Mommy heard it too, ‘cause her face turned white.
“Go. Get in the closet. I’ll… I’ll take care of him.”
“Mommy! NO!”
“Go now! He’s coming! GET IN!”
I whimpered. Mommy…
END OF SCENE

Art Here~
(Made by yours truly)

Personality: 124 words. Life Goals; 223 words. Extra; 575 words.Total;922 words

[Corvuss]

I really like the camera film idea~

[angeldog513]

So pretty... I already am focused on another though. Relationships are open! just PM me!

[MistCat]

What a lovely design!
Possible res,
The design fits perfectly to a song I'm listening to. ^^

Anywho, probably gonna just watch.

[WolfwithWings38]

I JUST WON A RU IN A OTHER CONTEST SO ONLY HM FOR ME

name; Jalus
gender; Male
personality; He's Obnoxious|Hyper|A little bit too playful|Has a huge problem with selective hearing (Like all us men have)|Way too kind, generous, open minded to people. While it is a good thing, but it does annoy people a lot|Flirtatious| A little possessive with a lot of things|Goofy|Very Optimistic about things|Sometimes is very aggressive|Sometimes is lazy|Sometimes judges people, though it's rare|He can play too roughly with people|Has a tendency to steal things but will give it back eventually|He will make trouble if he's bored|Get's bored easily|Get's sad easily and get's angered easily|And lastly, very argumentative, and opinionated, like some other viscets I know.... strange... 105 words out of 300
life goal/ambition(s); My life goal is to, be a game maker, but without ANY help so basically I do everything, which is hard I know, but I think with enough practice and skill, I'll be able to do it. Ohhh I forgot an other one! My other life goal is to be one of the best people on pinterest, which sounds silly, but I'm being honest! I LOOOOVE pinterest so much and I want people to see the things I enjoy! 80 words out 700
Extras below are:
My history: Sense I'm embarrassed with it and a lot people don't trust me because of it, Mr. WolfwithWangs is gonna help me with it.... Okay so basically it starts out with Jalus wondering the streets because right when he got kicked out from his pack for two reasons, one being that he had a different sexuality (Bi-sexual), and two for lying to the pack leader for stealing her banana because they let him starve.... He wasn't able to live anywhere so he had be a stray livin' on the streets, getting his own food, and also sometimes stealing from stores because it's HARD getting food, especially if other strays are involved! So he had to become mean, and steal other stray's food, and basically fight for his life and at one point he started a habit of stealing people's food and a habit he has today, which he is protective of his food, and he'll fight ANYONE if ANYONE get's in the way of HIS food. Soo yeah it was pretty rough for him, but he's waaay better now and he's working on his food habit!
My name meaning:
Jalus
Gender: Unisex
Pronunciation: JA-lus
Origin: Tibetan
Meaning: Rainbow body
176 words out of 900