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If there's any GGs up for readoption, we'll link them here in this first post with image and contest information. If you'd like to advertise your own adoptions for your own GGs, please pm me or a mod and we'll add them here asap. Going to keep this thread short, sweet and to the point. Here's the gators up for adoption:

There are currently no GGs up for adoption!

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Judge: Winkatuck

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A base form for any and all re-adoptions will be used. Copy/paste this onto your posts and build off of it depending on the contest:

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Username:
Name:
Element: (provide one depending on rarity listed.)
#: (Number of the re-adoption you're trying for.)

Disclaimer: Base form must be filled out to qualify, even if only entrant, for any competition. After end dates, if no form has been completed or posted, those adopts become FCFS.

[winkatuck]

Posting is open!

[Divantae]

◎ Username / Divantae
◎ Name / Nariko
◎ Gender / Female
◎ Element / Electricity
◎ Number / 123

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T h e / G o t h / Q u e e n / o f / C h a o s / C i t y

// War wages on in the streets of a gloomy, dingy place referred to as Chaos City. Of course, this was not its official name, but no one seemed to know how to pronounce its original, which rolls violently off of one's tongue: Yromoni. Apparently this label was given in honor of an immigrant long ago, but we believe it was just made up by some gator with too much time on his hands, a gator that desired to curse the future generations, a gator that also foreseen, no, directed the awful place his city would become.

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[Evils]

Mark, I may enter for one qcq

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Username: ~Prophecy~
Name: Lester
Gender: Male
Element: Time
Number: 63

Favorite Food: A homemade recipe mainly consisting of duck, mussels, bean sprouts, lemon grass, and raisins.
Why: It is a very unique (and weird!) family recipe mostly made for special occasions. He has many good memories connected to this weird dish and simply enjoys the taste.

Relationship: Amaryllis
She isn't his enemy, but they certainly are not on good terms with each other. Lester carelessly messed up time a bit which just so happened to mess with an event that was important to Amaryllis, so it ended up with Amaryllis chasing Lester, but Lester sneaking away. Amaryllis has been holding a grudge for quite a while now, and will not be satisfied until she can get her claws on him with noone else around for payback.

[winkatuck]

◎ Username / Divantae
◎ Name / Nariko
◎ Gender / Female
◎ Element / Electricity
◎ Number / 123

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// N A R I K O //

T h e / G o t h / Q u e e n / o f / C h a o s / C i t y

// War wages on in the streets of a gloomy, dingy place referred to as Chaos City. Of course, this was not its official name, but no one seemed to know how to pronounce its original, which rolls violently off of one's tongue: Yromoni. Apparently this label was given in honor of an immigrant long ago, but we believe it was just made up by some gator with too much time on his hands, a gator that desired to curse the future generations, a gator that also foreseen, no, directed the awful place his city would become.

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Nariko is all yours since you're the only one who has any sort of form. Sorry for the delay on that. ^^;;

Please make sure to save their reference. In case you do lose it, I've posted a saved image of them on the original thread here.

[Rondell]

Tryout for #63
((This was 1,000,000x better before my laptop crashed and I lost everything >o< ))

~ My Username: Rondell

~ GG's Name: Ilaria Spini

~ Element: Electricity

*Ilaria's elemental abilities have never been very powerful; for the most part she's only able to generate short, small bursts of power that aren't much stronger than you'd get by shuffling around on your living room carpet in sock feet then reaching for a doorknob. Yet she's never minded. Short, sharp bursts of electrical current are just perfect for randomly zapping people! Especially people who are ignoring you.

*Since she stores her charge in her fur, it is quite frequently standing on end and has a tendency to crackle softly as she moves. Which isn't a problem in and of itself. No, the issue is that lint, paperclips, straw wrappers - anything and everything that's small, light, and not be nailed down that's also susceptible to static cling - is drawn toward her as she goes about her day . Needless to say, this is extremely annoying. Not to mention unladylike! Ilaria does her absolute best to minimize the clutter by grooming her fur constantly, but her pelt is so thick and her charge so great that it's often quite difficult to keep it immaculate.

*When she's submerged in water, or, to a lesser extent, even if she's just soaking wet, Ilaria's powers are greatly amplified. It all has to do with the science of conductivity! See, her problem isn't that she can't generate large amounts of energy, it's that she can't release large amounts - not all at once. It's almost as if her 'pipes' are clogged, so to speak. She simply can't overcome the extreme resistivity of the air around her. Water, on the other hand, has very low resistivity and so it is much easier for her to channel her power through it. Thus when she's surrounded by it she gains the ability to stun her fellow swimmers, or even kill. Not that she'd ever do the latter on purpose.

~ Favorite Food: Bruttiboni

Also known as 'Brutti ma Buoni', which literally translates to 'ugly but good', these lumpy little almond-flavored biscuits have been Ilaria's favorite sweet since she was first old enough to suck on them. Being the wife of a baker her mother made them often, and she has many happy memories of sitting in the warm, sweet air of the kitchen and shooting marbles with her older brother to see who got to claim the last Bruttiboni on the plate! She still gets all nostalgic when she smells them baking. As Ilaria grew older, while she still mostly appreciated the little biscuits for their taste and texture, she also began to appreciate them for their name. Not to mention their unique appearance. She herself is 'Brutti ma Buoni', you see - ugly but good - and she'll say as much if you ask her, a huge grin hanging on her face. She's never had any illusions about her appearance! In fact, her love for the biscuits was so great and her own sense of irony so honed, Matteo used to call her Bruttiboni as a sort of pet nickname. Yes, a bite of Bruttiboni is a taste of home...

~ Relationship: Matteo Spini*

Matteo is Ilaria's clutchmate, though he hatched several minutes before she did and so is *technically* her older brother. As children they were very close and one was rarely found without the other; together they were known for causing all sorts of mischief and spent many happy days simply running rampant around the area where they lived. They were known by many as the twin terrors! As they grew older however, they also began to grow apart. Matteo became increasingly sombre and reserved, interested more in his books and his studying than having 'adventures'. Ilaria could still draw him out of his shell if she were persistent enough and could count on him to be her cohort come carnival season, when they would don costumes and slip unnoticed into the local human town to join in the fun, but they were no longer two sides to the same coin. And as time passed, even these things became rarer. Ilaria missed their endless days together. More often then not she found herself knocking aimlessly about the GG settlement, doing nothing in particular and daydreaming about the past. That is, until her father noticed her moping and insisted that she come help in the bakery. Then she saw even less of Matteo; long hours in the kitchen kept her busy through the daylight hours and left her totally exhausted at night, so she that just fell into bed after dinner. This went on for years, the pair growing ever more distant from each other, until one day in the spring when they were the GG equivalent of 18, when Matteo simply packed his bag and vanished, slipping away into time without a word to anyone.

Ilaria was heartbroken, and threw herself into her work at the bakery to keep herself grounded. She really did like the work even if she were no great talent, and the bustle of the kitchen made it almost impossible for her lose control. If you slipped, the dough didn't rise. The cookies burnt. You got eggshells in your batter. You dropped the flower. You cut your finger.... Ilaria's life became a blur. And, gradually, by degrees, she began to heal. She didn't forgive Matteo exactly, but she did accept that it wasn't her fault - whatever IT was - and decided to move forward. There was nothing else she COULD do. Grieving wouldn't help. It was almost as if Matteo had died....

Nearly a decade later and Ilaria is a happy, cheerful woman who retains much of her youthful mischievousness, though it is muted somewhat by experience and tact. She has a cart filled with goodies from her parent's bakery which she pushes around the town and from which she sells tasty treats. She's put on a few pounds too, though you can barely tell through the fluff, and is being courted by a nice young GG whom she rather likes. Life is good. Until an apparent stranger comes up to her cart in search of 'Bruttiboni'. After a few minutes of talking to the old man, explaining that she doesn't sell bruttiboni from her cart and trying to talk him into various other sweets, he sighs, shakes his head and crosses his arms in an exasperated and oh-so-familiar way which makes Ilara's jaw drop. It can't be. But... It's Matteo. Much older and weather-worn, but Matteo. The old man... the stranger. The Bruttiboni he's asking for is her.

Before she can do much of anything else he leans forward, sure now of who she is, and grasps her arm. The world around her grows pale and foggy. Only Matteo himself remains defined. When things clear, she has no clue where she is. The cart has gone, the square has gone, and they stand in the middle of a forest. Presently Matteo explains that he's brought her to the year 2017, and that he estimates himself to be around 62 years of age now, though it's hard to tell because of all the skipping around he's done. He wants to show her how he's been living. What he's been doing. Needless to say she's outraged to have been plucked from her time, this being the second occasion he's turned her world inside-out without seemingly caring what it will do to her, and demands to be taken back right away. Yet Matteo insists that they can spend as long as they like here and still return there within moments of their having left. So she's not going to miss anything. He pleads with her to indulge him; that she'll like what she sees. Ilaria not being stupid, she cuts him off and asks why, if he could return to the exact moment from which he left, he didn't do so before now - why did he not return to that day on which he had vanished from his family's lives? Didn't he know what it had done to mama? To pappa? To HER? Or did he simply not care? Did he know he had younger siblings he'd never even met?

-- To be Continued (and refined, because gosh this retype is horrible)... at a Later Date --

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*= Matteo is the GG I'm planning on making with the custom slot ege gifted me; he's very nearly done, but not quite, which is why I haven't posted him yet! The sketch shows him as a kid - literally, since he's Capricorn based - and without his markings, though his essence is there. Any judge who may wish to see him to know he exists/will exist: just ask! I don't mind.

Extra #1 = Description of elemental abilities
Extra#2 = Sketch

[mal du pays]

Username: Takura
Name: Disc
Element: Descry
#: HFEGG #8
EXTRA:


also adding 30 copper in if that's allowed alongside the art??

[rem sleep]

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[winkatuck]

I'll be closing the other re-adoptions much later today. So get your forms in within the next 12-18 hours or so.

@Takura. - Copper is certainly welcome! :0