***Warning:This form is no where near complete. I always add onto forms once I win a character. Also, if I win him/her, I'll share everything I write involving him/her on the Agency fanclub thread to prove I use him/her [and for those who are interested in his/her story].
***"A large man does not equate to a large success, just as a little man does not equate to little success."
[[Kennel Number;; Pet's ID Tag <3;;]]Number fourteen [14]
[[Name You'd Choose for It <3;;]]Shahzad/Acorn
[[Breed <3;;]]Corgi Shifting Persian God.
[[Reason You Want It <3;;]]I absolutely adore him. I'm not sure what it is, but I love him to bits and pieces and I really connect with him. His design is so simple, yet so cute and perfect. And, to top it all off, he's a CORGI! You have no idea how much I love those little dogs. Plus, I could honestly just see a great story in mind for him.
[[History;; Background;; Other <3;;]]Born a God, Shahzad always had the world handed to him on a silver platter... Until that fateful day. [Full history; See 'My Story.']
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.Yup, definitely. :]]
||What will you do for it?||If I win him, I'll give him the most love possible. He'll be smothered in it! I'll draw art of him and, if possible, order art from other artists. Shahzad will be written about very frequently. Trust me when I say Ahza will be well taken care of and loved very, very much. He's just too cute and perfect not to be loved. <3
||Art||Coming soon! <3
||Other||I hope you don't mind me adding my normal form onto this; it has everything the agency's form has and more.
[[.Basic information.]][[Name <3;;]].Birth Name....Meaning...<3;; Persian name meaning Prince.
...Reason[s]...<3;; His father is the God, or King, of all Gods so technically he's the prince of Gods.
...Nickname...<3;; Shah, Ahza, Zad.
--Full name <3;;Shahzad
.Current name....Meaning...<3;; See above.
...Reason[s]...<3;; See above.
...Nickname...<3;; Acorn, Shah, Ahza, Zad; mainly Acorn.
--Full name <3;;Shahzad
[[Age <3;;]]Unknown
[[DoB;; Date of Birth <3;;]]October 9
[[Voice <3;;]]Always smooth and seductive. There's almost always a flirty, playful edge to it that shows his personality. It's often got a witty and very sly sound as well. Shahzad's voice is, over all, very charismatic and beautiful. His voice is a direct reflection of his personality and how he's feeling at the moment.
[[Sexual Orientation <3;;]]Bisexual
[[Relationship Status <3;;]]Single; not seeking for one, but he would be okay with one.
[[Mate <3;;]]None.
[[Gender <3;;]]Male
[[Life Expectancy <3;;]]He's a God, so he's kinda immortal.
[[.Disposition.]][[Personality <3;;]].In a Nutshell.--All together now <3;;*Cocky
*Cold
*Flirtatious
*Headstrong
*Independent
*Intelligent
*Logical
*Opinionated
*Strategic
.In Depth.--YupYup <3;;Cocky. He knows he's better than a lot of the gods and he doesn't try to hide it. He's also very confident in himself.
Cold. Unlike most Gods and mortals alike, he strongly prefers not to show any emotion, especially that of sympathy. Although he isn't emotionless, it appears as though he is. Shahzad is very unfriendly and it seems as though he cares about very few, if any. He's very intense when he shows emotion, usually that of anger, but it is always expressed in a controlled way.
Flirtatious. Unlike most of the Gods, he is very playful and often gives the idea that he might be interested in someone when, in reality, he's only using them for a good time.
Headstrong. Ahzad prefers not to listen to others. In fact, he is quite determined not to listen to them and he absolutely refuses to take orders. He's also very stubborn.
Independent. Shahzad prefers to do things alone; it's just how he's comfortable. He doesn't much like doing things with others and much prefers to be free of orders.
Intelligent. Contrary to the belief that he is stupid, Shahzad is very intelligent. However, he prefers not to show it too much because he does not like being as smart as he is.
Logical. Shahzad is able to make clear, rational decisions based on the facts. He pushes his emotions aside when making most decisions and, aside from when dealing with his strongly held opinions, Ahzad is very sensible. This is part of the reason he'll be a great King when his father steps down.
Opinionated. Even though he is very logical, he is often unwilling to change his strongly held opinions. Ahzad will, quite unreasonably, dismiss others' opinions on these matters. He's also always ready to express his opinions.
Strategic. He often does things according to a strategy he believes will have positive outcomes. Ahzad often does these things without others realizing it and, just as often, without realizing it himself.
***Please note that some of these 'chapters' are still a WIP***
[[My Story <3;;]]
Present - Ahzad is awaken by his dream.
Life: With it comes Death - His dreams sets off a memory; a young Shahzad sees his first sacrifice.
Present - Ahzad's flashback is interrupted.
Daybreak - One of Shahzad's favorite memories.
||Present||
'Blood. So much blood.
It dripped from the ceilings and it oozed from floors; it painted the walls crimson. The limp body, that of a woman, lay on, what was once, a white mattress which lay only on the ground. She simply looked... broken. Her eyes were still open as I walked towards her. My feet moved and I could not stop them. I kneeled beside the mattress and I saw my hand reach out, but I swore that I was not moving it.
I touched her face... so cold.
That look in her eyes; fear. Her eyes still showed the fear she must have felt. But, was it fear of Death or fear of the after life? I could not tell. I heard a raspy sigh echo off of the wall, but it did not sound like my own voice anymore. The sound made me jump; the room had been so deathly still and I was not even aware that I had sighed.
A shiver ran down my spine.
Was it cold in here or was I just psyching myself out? I stared at the woman for a long time for an unknown reason. Maybe I was trying to figure out what she was thinking at the time of her death? Yes! That was it. That was what it was.'
I awoke with a start. My stomach churned at the sick dream I'd just had. It was so... so vivid, so detailed. And the blood... There was simply too much of it for my comfort. It made me sick to the stomach that my very mind could create something so twisted, but it didn't surprise me. After all, I'd seen many sacrifices...
||Life: With it, comes Death||
Tears streamed down my face. Why was this happening and why was I being forced to watch it? Surely this woman had done nothing wrong. His own father was the one that would be doing the deed... How could he stand to bring this strong Goddess to her end?
"Mother!"
I screamed as the Goddess' body fell limp. How could my father have killed her? She was his wife; she was my mother. Why had she been the one sacrificed? This wasn't fair. She'd had so much left to live for; she was the most brilliant Goddess there was, I was sure of it. And now she was gone. Why had they taken her from me? I was only a child and now I would have to live the rest of my life without a mother... how was this fair?
||Present||
A knock on my chamber door brought me back to reality. I growled and let out a short, very gruff bark, indicating that I'd be there in a second. I transformed into my normal form, that of a handsome young God, and stretched before tossing a robe over myself. "Father, I told you that I did not want to attend this afternoon's sacrifice," I said with a sigh as I began to open my chamber door.
It wasn't Father.
A beautiful young Goddess stood before me. "Ahzad!" She cried, throwing her arms around me. I hadn't a clue who this Goddess was, but I wasn't going to deny such a beauty a simple hug... Or anything else she may want for that matter. "Come in, please," There was a slight purr in my voice as I said this that I hoped the Goddess did not detect. "So, my beauty, what brings you to my chambers on such a nice day?" I didn't know who she was and it was clearer than I had meant for it to be.
"You don't remember me, do you, Ahzad?" One of her eyebrows raised in suspicion, but she stepped into my chambers. "You must forgive me, my lady, but I don't recall ever seeing you here," I made my voice sound more apologetic than I felt. Still eying me suspiciously, she said, "It's me, Shakilah." As she said her name my mind went crazy. "Shakilah!" I picked her up and spun her around as I said her name. Oh how I'd missed her all these years! Shakilah smiled that brilliant smile of her's as I continued to spin her. "Let me down, Ahzad!" She laughed as I fell backwards onto my bed, bringing her down with me.
There was a knock on my chamber door and Shakilah quickly scrambled off of me. "I'm just a tad too busy to go to the sacrifice, Father," My voice sounded more dangerous than I had intended. She grabbed the thing nearest to her, a pillow that had fallen off of my bed, and threw it at me. She pointed to the door with a look that clearly said, 'Go answer that door right now!' I laughed as the pillow hit my face and ignored her signals.
"Too busy to tend to your own duty, Shahzad?" The voice boomed, seeming to travel through the closed door. "Yes, Father, too busy even for that," I could feel my voice quaver in anger as I spoke. "What are you so busy with, then, Son?" My father had clearly caught the anger in my voice, for he raised his own. "I am busy with... things," A small growl escaped my throat and made the words sound harsh and very powerful. "Exactly as I thought; you are doing absolutely nothing!"
His powerful voice would normally intimidate the Gods and Goddesses. However, I was never phased by it and today was no exception, and I yelled, without thinking, back at my father, "I'm entertaining company, Father!" Shakilah and I realized at the same moment what I'd said... and how my father would, undoubtedly, take it. "Disgraceful! Instead of performing your duties, you are entertaining a Goddess! Who is she?" I opened my mouth to yell Shakilah.
"Ahzad!"
The look in Shakilah's eyes made me close my mouth. There was a look of desperation in her eyes; it seemed as though she didn't want my father, or anyone else, to know she was back. 'Why?' I mouthed the word to her. 'I'll tell you later,' She mouthed back, looking at the door. "Well, Son?" My father's voice boomed, angrier than before. "I see no reason why you must know," I'd collected myself and my voice was, once again, smooth and calm.
||Daybreak||
"Ahzad! Ahzad!"
I groaned as a warm paw prodded my back. "What?" My voice clearly said 'Go Away,' but I knew Shakilah better than that. She bounded happily around me. "Get up, lazy!" She barked, still bounding around me. With a yawn, I spoke, "Why are you in your Spirit Form?" Why this was funny, I hadn't a clue, but it must have been for Shakilah busted into a fit of laughter. "Because it's the only way we can get down from the heavens, Silly! And, it's the only way I could talk to you... You kinda fell asleep in your Spirit Form," She spoke so matter-of-factly that I didn't question her.
Until, that is, I processed what she'd said. I sat straight up, my eyes wide. "But leaving the heavens is forbidden until we've completed training! What if we forget one of the steps of transforming into our Spirit Form? We'd just change back into our normal forms! Surely that wouldn't be good," My eyes felt as though they were about to bulge right out of my head.
"Stop worrying so much, Ahzad! If you hurry up, then we'll be there before Daybreak and no one will even notice we're gone."