Username: Aysan1
Kennel #: 33
Why I want this Character:I actually went for him a long wile back when this place was owned by Syra but before the CD for him happened it sort od went into the process of closing down so I didn't get my chance.
I just feel he has a real connection with me, even now looking at him after a year I still adore him, I actually think I feel more connected to him now than I did before, he's simple and magnificent and I feel he truley connects with me.
Name: Sága Timait/Tiamit{Depending on where he is} Silvain
Age: (Optional)
Gender: Male
Personality:WIP
Knowing;
Unphased;
History: {Probably re-wrighting this/bits of it}
Winter is beautifull isn't it? A dazzling sheet of white spreads over everything. Small buds of sweetness falling onto the earth. Cold as ice and melting quickly. "Hello winter,hello snow,good bye sunshine,keep me warm." A voice recited a slow poem in the eve of dawn. "I love the poems you make," the young male said to Sága. "And I love how you listen." The kid smiled. "I love how you can make everything symbolic." Sága looked up into the sky,small sparklets apearing and shining against his eyes. They refected the contagiose readyness he held in his palm. "Everyday changes,everygreen dew,falling on forests and all that is a new,spring brings life and spring brings death,flowers growing,children going and rain to pound over your head." The young boy grinning bigger sighed stepping lightly to sit beside our protagonist. "Do you think it's possible?" Sága gave him a look,of sadness and a sweet smile. Bitter-sweet in every touch and taste. All their sences over flowing with it. "You are happy and you are sad, life is cruil and life is bad, but every glimmer of hope brings foreward fear and fait has blinded us with faith, willingly blind but always can see,say hello to the Adam and Eve." The boy leaned his head against Sága and smiled as bitter-sweetly as he seamed. "Stay with me," He whispered before sleep drew him in. Sága's eyes wettened, but he tried to seam hard. Nothing about reassurence. Just. "Good night." And they bouth smiled for the faith. "Good night."
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Summers heat blarred over Sága's head. He could still remember the little boy he had left back then, it had only been a few seasons ago. And then he just up and left. But he had a reason and the boy knew it. Though the boy didn't ask, he pleaded for Sága to stay longer. But no was the answer. "Good night...good bye, tommarow morning you will wake up and won't find one trace of me. I'm sorry." And the boys eyes grew wet. "No! Don't go!" His voice creacking and bursting with emotion. "I'm sorry. I love you." The small boy tried to whipe at his eyes. "Than don't go, I-I love you too!" Hes sniffled and whined. But... he was gone by the next morning, they bouth knew it had to be that way. Weather it was destiny, or just rivial fait the path was made this way and to not be led through it is a game against life, and in life you don't play nice.
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"The Gods summon you." I herd the voice softly whisper. My ear tingled and the breath brushed through stumbling over the flesh and fur. I awoken quickly to find myself panting,wide eyed on my bed. Then my alarm clock blares. Too early. It's 3:00 Am and i'm sapposed to wake up at 8:00. I took the deep blue blanket and steped out of my room and into the hall. The warm air havored silently,except for a soft vrrr'ing sound comming from the radiator it was a nothing,making my hair flitter over my forehead. I walked barefoot over to a door. It was grey,and contrasted greatly against the burgandy white walls. I sighed as the cold steps chilled my bones over. Blanket dragging behind me. Tired,drouzy and cold. Perfect. I hated that dream sometimes...wait sometimes? It always scared me like heck! Soon I was to another door. Opening it I steped outside. Cold breeze blowing against my clouth and lifting the blanket to flow behind me elagently as it may. The Gods summon me. And maybe I wasn't the king of anything but I would walk in the narrow thick lane with a deep blue robe flying and flittering behind me. Everytime it was the same. But now,something was different. I couldn't put my finger on it but something was different.
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Then the wind grew to a blistering quickness,and sung a crestfallen smile untill the sound of trumpits filled the air. How odd? Yea duh! I was practically freaking out. Inside. Outside I stayed still,calm and silent. "The Gods summon you." Was I dreaming again? The voice blarred over everything tempting me to step back atleast once. Then a soft dust flew over me. It fluttered to the ground,all around me,cold and wet. Snow? Then I remembered what was so different this nights dream compared to the rest. The words "They will come soon" As the voice said everytime I dreamt this changed to "They will come now." But that couldn't mean...? This whole situation was comming true! Soon as the snow fell all around me I saw something. The blanket was gone,but it was replaced with a deep blue robe,that kept me warmer than expected. A soft warm chuckle filtered through the air. "Hell young Sága," The voice said and I could tell it was that strong booming voice always in my dream. But now I could notice it's warmness,how it was so welcomming to me. Nothing was like this. Not to me,welcomming,warm and soft. Like a dream. Then maybe I was dreaming?...again. "Not a dream." He whispered and I jumped in the frozen cold night. "W-what." my throut was now dry. "This is not a dream." I gulped,now a lump growing and fighting against the breaths that wished to get out. "Th-then. What-" I took a moment to breath. "-Is it?" He smirked,almost scary cold on his warm face,creased with knowledge,but he couldn't be but a few years older than me. Could he? This time he didn't seam to read my mind,wich was one suprise after another. Well maybe not a big suprise,and maybe he wasn't a few years older than me,maybe more,and then again,maybe less. "The Gods have summoned you." What the heck is that sapposed to mean? This is making less sence now that it's real than it was in a dream,atleast then I could wake up and try to regain myself knowing my life was it's normal self again. But now. "What-what does that even mean?!" my voice almost cracked as I huffed fearcly. He chuckled. "You'll learn all in do time,but young boy you already know the answer to that one question atleast."
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Then the snow seamed to deepen,and my head grew drowsy,my eyes blinked and I could feel the cold of my eyelids pressing up against my eyes. I tried not to fall,but my body was already slumbering. "Sleep well child. Here because you won't be here anymore." His voice was the last I herd here,for a long time,but i'd be comming back. Soon i'd come back,sooner or later that is. I woke up with a start, cool wind brushing against my skin from the open window. I layed softly on the bed, one leg hanging off and my blanket unfurled compleatly laying beneath me. I sighed stretching out onto the bed, raising one hand to touch the skin beside my eye. A soft tingling ran through my body, tensing me yet cooling all my knotted parts. I blinked. "Huh?" The wind hit against my eyes making them cold, making me quiver quickly. Everything seamed the same, I leaned over, back against the bed, stairing up at the ceiling in a daze. The feeling that surged through my blood stream made me feel inlivened. Softly one step on the ground and bouth eyes closed to feel the cool air pressing up against my face for a wile. Then I stood up, letting the cruel wind comming through the window be the only thing holding me up. That last night was playing in my mind over and over again, amd I was too dazed. What the hell was going on? I had no idea... at all. The garbling of birds outside my window, playing on the tree branches so close to my windowsill, seamed to make me flinch. Stiffly sitting back onto the bed I leaned back, feeling the air against my back, how could the wind be controlled? To move from infront of me, racking against my cheast like a hidraiting whip lash to the support behind my back. And maybe that's what i'm sapposed to see. That even if something, or rather someone was seaming to be your parell, the only one pushing you down, they were actually the ones that were there for you, and without them you'd be nothing, if you saw in time maybe you'd be saved... and without you they are everything but anything, they are nothing aswell. But i'm getting ahead of myself right now... that's later... right now I don't know what the heck this world is comming to! I stood up thanking God knows whom that it was gloriose Saterday. maybe I could figure this out... oh what am I kidding, I can never figure this out. Someone had to tell me what was happening. I just felt like laying there, but I couldn't get to sleep, so I just though, and thought and thoguht some more. The day passed on by without my notixing and by the time it was noted... the birds were snuggling into there nests, the sun slowly setting, brisk wind cooling me as the warmth of each stiffling sun ray made me drouzy.
Art: I'm a little bit shy
And maybe depressed
But i'll never give up hope
Take care of life
live with the love I cannot see
and fallow the leader I will not be
Other:This is art of Timait,the human one,I havn't writen a story for him yet but will do it here,if I don't win this picture and the others are Not.For.Use. Even if you do win the charecter,this human is mine. My preciose charrie, and even if I didn't I care for him{Wich I do} I don't appreciate theft.}
More art
http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss27 ... ngs/88.png <33
I will be getting/alrady have lots of art of him <33{Already do, not all posted} In bouth human and canine form, I feel so connected with him.
Other:
WIP
Pogo Face[img]IMAGEURLGOESHERE[/img]
Username: Aysan1
Kennel #: 48
Why I want this Character:Name: Murco
Age: (Optional)
Gender:Personality:History:Art: (Can be visual art or literary art [aka a poem/song/short story]) Must be made by you, no linearts, arts, or writings by other people
Other:Pogo FaceWIP
