Kitsuneko Chimera Adopts (Paused)

[Luna-puppy]

Art Below By:

Happy-Stabby
Draikinator

Den One
Home of the
Serpent Goddess

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Username: Luna-puppy

I know... I'm back~ Name's Luna-puppy, and since I recieved my first Kitsu, I've been avid on getting another little lovely, but have been waiting for the right one. I've not tried out for any other lovelies, and since the opening have been waiting for my first adoptable beauty. Upon seeing Tavia, a fire sparked in me, and I was set on calling her my own. I truly hope that you enjoy my form as much as I have enjoyed creating around a true dream Kitsu of mine. To call Miss Tavia mine would be well worth every second of work on this form.
Why this little one:

A coat of the Golden Sand, eyes as green as the emeralds that dare to grace her accessories, two stunning tails made of the finest silk and a heart wide, free and full of love never-ending. This is how I see my dear Tavia. When I first saw her, I questioned my love for her... and now as I type this form, each keystroke brings a smile to my face, for now I realize the love I have for her. She is special, unique... Beautiful and stunning in ways I have yet to even begun to dream up. She is special, and it would be an honor to have her as part of the family.

To Others, Tavia is...

very curious, talkative, versatile and mentally active. Her mind can bounce around from one topic to another with great ease, making Tavia the champion of random babbling chatter and lighthearted social encounters. Others will think thatTavia is fun to be with, but her ability to change with the changing winds can also lead others to see Tavia as shallow and self-centered.

Overall, Tavia's motto might be "A rolling stone gathers no moss." She is, as one would say, the eternally youthful child. Her razor-sharp wit can have her verbally dueling with the very best of opponents, who moments later are her best of friends. As she flies through life, she often forgets to take time to smell the desert roses.
Phsyical Traits:

Slightly smaller than your average Kitsu, Tavia is one of the more recognizable silhouettes on the vast sand dunes of Egypt. Her body carries many differing acessories, things gifted to her by her mother after her encounter with Sargemor, the Serpentine Lord. Her constant companion, a elegant cobra she calles "Kane" is never far from her side and if often draped around her neck or tail.
Mental Traits:

Often looked at as a dreamer and a dozer, it may take a while for one to grab her attention. She also has a slight case of hoarding when it comes to the flowers and plants that grow in the desert. Small cases of Schizophrenia have been recorded as she talks to herself, however she also speaks to her snake.

Personality: A Gemini Through and Through

Tavia is quick-thinking, quick-witted and fast on her feet, much like the messenger god of Roman mythology that rules her sign. She is both curious and clever. Although she loves to talk and get others talking, she also loves to listen and learn. With any kind of luck, Tavia will find herself in interesting company, because if she doesn't, she is highly likely to get bored and start fidgeting. Any social setting is a good one for dear Tavia, however, since since she carries a charming, congenial personality and loves to share herself with her friends. While her effusiveness may be misconstrued as scheming by some, Tavia generally has her heart in the right place. It's her ample energy which can also paint her as scatterbrained and unfocused, but behind all that zipping and buzzing around, Tavia is busily filing all good data and facts away. Her sign, the Gemini, is the thinking person's sign, and the always learning Tavia doesn't disappoint. Those born under this sign, like dear Tavia, prize intellect and consider it the key to all things. It's also her literary bent that allows her to offer a useful perspective on most any situation. Tavia also enjoys bringing her objective reasoning and big-picture ability into her personal relationships. While some may perceive all this logical thought as cold and unemotional, this is simply how Tavia is. She is always wanting to connect, she just does it in her own own way. Luckily for Tavia (and and all her desert pals), her lightness of spirit and youthful exuberance help her appear forever young.
Relationships:

Tavia will make a great friend as she likes to keep everyone in her little circle happy, and she wishes to be in the good books of everyone. She will win everyone’s heart as she is the charm of the group and are loving at the core. She won’t stay away from appreciating others in friendship neither she will ever stand far at the time of need. She makes good relations and possibly would have many friends around. Overall, an amazing girl inside and out.
Positives/Negatives:


Positives include:
Negatives Include:

~Adaptable
~Inconsistent

~Versatile
~Superficial

~Enthusiastic
~Indecisive

~Eloquent
~Lack of Focus

~Spontaneous
~Nervous

~Witty
~Intellectual

Main Hobbies:

When not studying the plant life of the desert or reading, Tavia can be found studing the hieroglyphics that incase her bedroom chamber. She looks into the past as a curious soul, but also as a kit who once longed to follow in her mother's footsteps as the Translator of the Past. Sorcery and medicine are two other studies of hers, though they are not high on her priority list.

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[Sixbane]

I was wondering if there could be an extension on den one. I have some art coming in that I would love to use on my form. I understand this is not OK, but if I could get an extension that would be amazing. Thank you in advance.

That's fine; I don't mind extending it a day or two; Just because I have an essay due that day and I don't know that I'd get the chance to close it anyways xD"

[ravennn]

Den Five

Username: ♥*RaVeNpAw*♥
Name: Rebel
Gender: Male (please leave male)
Impress Me

[QuantumNightmare]

I have been trying to avoid the temptation since this cutie was released. I've failed. DX

— Den One —




TheLolitaMero


Keter
'Keter' is a Hebrew male name meaning 'crown'. I though this was fitting, because of the large amounts of gold on his body. But this is not, in fact, the reason I chose this name. There's a much more subtle reason to it than that.
Mai-Mai-Mari, your jokey comment about a cowbell made me think of one of my favourite horror games — certainly my favourite to watch a certain Let's Player play on YouTube — SCP Containment Breach. In the archive of mythos behind this game there is a object called SCP-513, 'A Cowbell'. It is just a ordinary cowbell, kept suspended in a gel. The archive states that a note was found with the cowbell:

You’ve seen it. Now he can hear you.
You’ve touched it. Now he can see you.
Never ring it. If you hear it, he can touch you.

Basically, ringing the cowbell makes a tall figure appear to you and follow you and just be generally creepy. Like most of the things in the archive. It made me think of the Japanese Yōkai, and the fact they often possessed objects and used them to trick people. The SCPs in the archive are divided into 4 main types, ranging from the least dangerous to the most. Decommissioned, Safe, Euclid and finally Keter. Keter is defined as being 'assigned to subjects that both (a) display vigorous, active hostility to human life, civilization, and/or spacetime, and (b) are capable of causing significant destruction in the event of a containment breach. Such subjects must be cataloged, contained according to special containment procedures, and destroyed, if possible.'
Now, 513 is classed as Euclid, but since Keter seemed a more fitting name, I decided to make this Kitsuneko seem slightly more dangerous.


Male



Dusk, and the faint golden shimmer of an object on a high shelf was, for a brief moment before it vanished, the only light in the room. A dark-haired woman rubbed the bridge of her nose tiredly, her bleary eyes and otherwise dishevelled appearance suggesting a lack of sleep. She squinted up at the shelf, rising from her sitting position on the still made-up bed to raise a hand to the object of her interest, an large-ish ornate carved statue of... was it a fox? The animal's graceful pose suggested a mysterious nobility; the delicately painted details suggested it was of Egyptian or Arabic origin. As her hand neared the statue, she suddenly found herself about to grasp... nothing. The statue was gone, or had it ever really been there? Shaking her head in weary frustration, the woman returned to her sleepless pose atop the bed, continuing a fruitless search for the origin of the unsettling feeling that had been keeping her awake for many nights.

Carefully nestled on the dresser in the hall amid a quickly fading golden glow, sat the statue, green slivers of eyes narrowed seemingly more so than before and teeth bared in what could almost be a grin.

Keter had watched this woman for a while now. All her habits; every nervous tic and her preferred bolt holes, the foods she ate in certain moods — they were all known to him. He knew she had sensed something was wrong. And by process of elimination (namely that she hadn't left the house for three days), he could tell that something was him.
The Kitsuneko couldn't help but be slightly impressed. None of his targets had ever even thought to search for the source of the unsettling feeling he worked so hard to create. A few had been superstitious, and realised right away that the object they had found was not to be kept, but never before had someone kept the object and worked out it was not the source.
The object he thought of was, of course, part of his methods. A slightly tarnished golden bell, easily visible when the light struck it and oddly intriguing to humans. It had a habit of turning up in strange places, aided, of course, by a certain green-eyed yōkai. Whoever picked it up he would follow as if they had found a kitsune's Hoshi no Tama. He had no such ties to the object, of course (he sometimes wondered), but the strange pull it had to humans made it ideal for his tricks. He briefly considered if it had had the same drawing effect on him, but quickly shook that idea off. Yōkai were not usually affected by what humans considered 'magic'. They were the creators of such things.
The woman had finally managed to fall asleep, still sitting upright on the bed. A mischievous smirk crossed the face of Keter and he vanished from his place on the dresser with a familiar glow, reappearing on the bedside table with his unsettling stare firmly fixed on the sleeping human. The bell was exactly where she had left it besides her bed, so he picked it up in his teeth, stifling the ringing sound as best he could. He had grown tired of toying with this one human.

When she awoke, an ethereal glow surrounded the object she knew to have started this, despite not being the source of the strange feeling she kept getting. But more disturbing by far was the fact it had been placed exactly in front of her. There was no way she was keeping it any longer; not since she had been unable to identify the real source. It was clearly linked to it some way, and whatever the real source was wasn't planning on leaving it alone. Almost by some scared reflex, she threw the bell as hard as she could out of her bedroom window, surprised to not hear the thud of it hitting earth.
But when she looked, it was completely gone.

Time to find a new target. It was a process he had repeated many times in his life. The cold wind buffeted the cloth that draped his back and tail, making it hard to walk. Maybe he would choose somewhere hotter next time. He always had liked warmer climates. The bell still held firmly in his mouth, Keter trotted swiftly onwards, favouring teleporting every few steps to actually walking. It added a certain mystery to him, he thought. It made a trail harder to follow, as well. He tuned everything out in favour of simply travelling, somehow knowing the path he should take.
Once he began to pay attention to his surroundings again, it became obvious that whatever had lead him here had heard his wish for warmer lands. It was the thick of night, and scrubland advanced into the horizon as far as the eye could see. It had an almost desert-like feel to it, isolated from civilisation except for the single, two-storey house and the road that ran through the landscape like a black river, shimmering as the heat from the Tarmac rose from its surface. Yes, this was a perfect place to acquire his next human.

As the sun rose, a solitary young man walked through the dry bushes from his house, restlessness leading him to take an early morning walk. He was unsure of why he had come out to this place, but the best he could do to describe was that he had been feeling a strange pull coming from the scrubland, drawing him outside. It wasn't as if there was anything out here, or rather anything of interest to hi—
He paused mid-thought, spotting an unnatural shimmer against the sand-coloured dirt, and bent down to get a closer look.
A golden bell, its surface slightly tarnished by age. Intriguing... How had it got here? It somehow entranced him, drawing him closer, inviting him to pick it up. Was this what had drawn him out here? No, what magic could such an object possibly hold? Reaching out, he carefully lifted it to eye level to better observe it.

As it was raised, the bell rang; an oddly foreboding note.

Sitting still and silent behind a dead bush, a fox-like figure smirked, narrowing yellow-green eyes.




Keter is a trickster of the worst kind, truly befitting his Kitsune ancestors. Though not necessarily cruel, his desire to mess with people has led some humans to a state of madness. He is cool and sharp-witted, incredibly curious and unpredictable around others of his kind, acting hyper one minute and reserved the next. He spends a lot of his time somewhere between the human and spirit worlds, following humans around like a ghost in a way that all they ever see is the golden glow of his markings and jewellery. He's a small Kitsuneko, standing at just above the minimum height of 1'6" at the shoulder, which makes it easy for him to sneak into places in order for him to further follow his targets; making his way onto shelves in bedrooms and living rooms and pretending to be a statue during the night. Whenever his target looks directly at him he will use his foxfire mutation to disappear and reappear just out of their range of vision. Keter has never given a reason for his bizarre ways, merely shrugging the question off and disappearing elsewhere, but his intentions have never appeared directly malicious, just unsettling.Keter is generally seen in or around the company of an old bell, presumably a cowbell, which is golden in colour and assumedly made of the precious metal due to its weight. However the surface is tarnished and suggests against it being genuine. This bell seems to have some kind of spell on it, capable of entrancing humans with a low-level compulsion to take it home. Whoever finds this bell will also, unknowingly, bring Keter back to their house as well, where he will proceed to terrorise them until they try to dispose of the bell then leave to find his next target. He thinks very highly of his own abilities, but not quite to the point of arrogance — he's far too cautious for that. This Kitsuneko Chimera lives for mystery, loving to create an aura of intrigue around himself with certain characteristics and movements, such as using his fire to teleport rather than walking. It is lucky that he has been doing this sort of thing from a very young age, as he would have accidentally killed himself through energy drain otherwise, what with the crucial role his foxfire plays in his lifestyle and how often he uses it for menial things.
He is, rather predictably, obsessed with all things horror. Occasionally, his tricks have led humans to desert their homes for a bit, and it was on one of these such days that he discovered the existence of video games and movies... Specifically, horror games, and horror movies. In his anthro form he is often found playing and watching them.


Teleportation flame
Allows wielder to teleport to any visible location within ~5 meters
I thought it fit, since 513 was the inspiration for me trying for this creature. 513-1, the tall monster that follows people once the cowbell has been rung, can appear to them anywhere, and I can see Keter using this to great effect to mess with people.


I have tried so many times to draw something... And I have tremendous art block for anything not YouTuber fanart related at the moment XD So this will, unfortunately, remain empty. Good luck all!

[Pvnkky]

Im so excited to see who wins den 3 xD

[Twisted_Swallow]

I never posted my edited form for den 3... -face palms- being sick really sucks

[wyrdwurm]

I never posted my edited form for den 3... -face palms- being sick really sucks

If you have it you can still post, I haven't closed it yet

[Twisted_Swallow]

Thank you, I'm on it... won't take more than a few minutes
Done... hope it was good enough

[wyrdwurm]

Den 3 will end in about 2 hours


And now finally the results from den 2
I had help from several judges and this is how the ending the ending results turned out

The Winner Is....
Parousia;
I love how you included the sibling orientation and your story was just adorable



In second place is....
NARANDA
You had an excellent layout and for you is an Okami RU


I would also like to give Lioness626 and Flyingkitsunes both honorable mentions for wonderful ideas, stories, and descriptions. I would like to give both of you as well a generic RU

[Small Bun]

Congrats Parousia, You can have the artowrok that I recieved for my entry if you want :3