[IMadeYouRead.This]

Dropping

[corgiboy]

Username: Steampunkalec
Name:
Gender: Male
Items:
(Please do not steal)
Attachable clockwork wings
Steampunk goggles (with clock work like designs on them)
Pocket watch



I dropped out of this comp but please dont steal my ideas anyways for other things for ill be using these for a custom in the future
Wip

[illumié]

Name: Zerrin
Gender: Male

Item 1: Zerrin is the messenger of angels, given the task after his mortal body perished for his outstanding valor and ability as a messenger in a great war that raged on earth. Though he died there, it was not a death without courage, sacrifice, and faith to his job and people, things that grant you many benefits in the afterlife. Thus, he was given by the archangels and angelic totem of bravery that hung from a seemingly average string necklace. But this was no powerless mortal token. With it Zerrin was granted incredible and inhuman speed and endurance to give word to an immense number on both heaven and earth. This of course makes it something he keeps on his person at all times.

Item 2: He was also given angelic armour by the archangels, golden leg guards with decorative wings at the sides. Again, they looked like any other armour that could be forged by mortals. But they are far from average. The wings on each sides are adorned with smooth and pearl-white gems at the base of them that direct sunlight so strongly in the light they are capable of blinding for quite a while or even burning the eyes of beings if hit directly by their glint. With these he could fly on earth for a short amount of time, very helpful in getting over the grand and pesky waters that covered much of the planet. Made from an undestroyable metal, they shielded him from mortal weapons regardless of where they are aimed and from the attacks of immortals aimed carelessly at the legs in an attempt to slow him down from completing his tasks. They are featherlight and not constricting in any way. The easily forgetful might not even notice them for days on end, but Zerrin is not forgetful and knows he is well protected. This does not make him cocky, however.

Item 3: The first thing he chose to do on earth after being given new life was reclaim his old leather messenger bag. It is a light auburn colour, stitched by a careful hand, and quite dirty looking even after a good cleaning but not too worn or otherwise diminished from age or accident. Though he could surely have it rejuvenated by the high angels, he refuses to have anyone tamper with it. It had helped him serve his superiors and friends countless times and gives Zerrin strength as it is. To have it enchanted would destroy all the memories and well-spent blood that fill it.


Item 4: Zerrin remembers well how he received his trusted and sturdy dagger. He had once delivered, to a woman of great faith and devotion, the last words of her late husband that could not escape him on his deathbed. The greatful woman give him in return a dagger that her husband had held tightly until his last breath escaped him. It had saved the lives of many people her husband had defended in the pillage and destruction of the nearby town his wife had escaped that still burning as she held the weapon out to Zerrin. He graciously accepted it from her shaking hands and vowed to serve the blade well as her husband had surely done. It is well forged, with a silver hilt and golden designs that cover it. In the hilt's center is a beautiful red stone that was once clear diamond, but became tainted by the blood of those it could not save. The blade, because of its strife, has become incapable of harming those of pure heart and serves no use to the enemy. However, strengthened by the lives it had righteously defended and the love of the wife and husband, it made a powerful weapon against the evils of malicious and poisoned immortals.

W.I.P, hope to get art
I'll draw 'em on paper if I have to >.<

[stormzien]

Username: tigerblue

Name: Zekken

Gender: female

Items: wip

[grifforik]

Quick question griff, are extras allowed? Such as personality, some likes and dislikes, a quote, ect

Sorry there are no extras allowed. However, you can use some of the 200 words per item to describe how they came about that item.


PLEASE remember you can only pick option 1 or 2, NOT both.
Option 1
Meaning if you use art, you can only have 800 words total, 200 per item. Make sure its only 200 per item, no combining.

Option 2
If you don't use art. You may have 400 words per item to describe each item, but NO art.

[Guzma]

Gonna watch this one.

[tiny little box]

Username: Tiny little box
Name: Isabella
Gender: female
Items: http://tiny-little-box.tumblr.com/post/ ... -a-contest

The first item is a ankle piece that clasps firmly to her left ankle that holds a golden dagger with a silver edge on its side.The dagger itself she Dosent use that much because she is a healer amoung her fellow warriors and Dosent like to use violence.However she will use it if another viscet is after her patient and will not hesitate to injure or kill them.The symbol on the bottom is a sign of hope.The blade was specially made by her mentor the blacksmith,the golden blade was the last thing he made her before he passed away during the war



The second item is a simple necklace that Isabella keeps with her for good luck,it was given to her by the blacksmith of the pact that she cherishes more then anything.She was just a little one when she was only a little one.She was fighting with her friends when she accidentally hurt them.The blacksmith quickly scolded them,telling her that she needs to be protective of her friends and not harm them.



The third item is her sack that has a single strap that goes along her back that carries all the nesserary medical equipment that she can use at the scene of the battle.The word health is written on the bottom and top so that no one comes after her without a fight.She will use this bag to carry the hope of fallen viscets,trying the best she can to heal them.If she isn't busy healing her own pack she will heal the other side,as she believes that she has enough supplies in her bag to help



The fourth item is her left gantlet that has four clasps on the claw parts.It can slice through the pelts of anyone who comes near.She also uses them to get out any unpleasant things out of her patient if needed.The front of it has a sign of health,Isabella loves her symbolism.She tends to leave the claws down when she is carrying her pack away from the heat.

[MistCat]

(oh my goodness, I found my ultimate dreamie! ah, so excited!)

Username: MistCat
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Name:
Lakea
Meaning "found treasure"
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Gender: Female
Items:

(art by me)
CLOAK:
Conner walked down the dark street, a flickering lamplight dimly lit the shadowy alleyways. Conner glanced around with unease and pulled is cloak tightly around his shoulders, continuing on his way to find a suitable place to sleep. However a small noise made him hesitate. It was a quiet whimpering sound coming from a nearby alley. Conner frowned and with great caution, went over to investigate. Perhaps it was some old injured mutt, as he constantly saw them roaming the street. He looked around the alley. Where was that sound coming from? Conner saw one of the old trash bags in the alleyway move a tad bit. Conner shoved it out of the way with a small kick. He was shocked. It was a viscet! It was lying behind a trash can, its fur and coat matted with mud and even what appeared to be blood from a bad cut on her shoulder. Conner bent down beside the young viscet taking off his old tattered cloak and paced it over the viscet's shivering body. "Poor thing..." he muttered as he cautiously stroked its mane.
- The old cloak doesn't offer much warmth Lakea keeps it with her always as a security blanket.

OLD LEATHER COLLAR:
It had been nearly over a moon rotation since the boy had found her in the alleyway that she had collapsed in. The wound on her shoulder was healing well, thanks to the boy. He was a strange type. Constantly muttering to her and himself in his human language, and was nothing like the cruel humans she had encountered before. She followed him wherever he went, he had feed her the little food he had and gave her fresh water when he could. He had even let her keep the warm cloak he had given her earlier. One day, the boy presented her a tattered piece of leather and put it around her neck. “Here you go girl” the boy smiled “sorry it’s not a fancy new collar like you should have… it used to belong to my dog... He probably would have wanted you to have it” Although she didn’t understand his words she wagged her tail softly, sensing his words where kind.
TINFOIL CROWN:
Conner smiled as he sat under a bridge. It didn’t get much better than this. It was a sunny day with a slight breeze and the viscet –whom he’d decided to name Lakea- sat next to him with her head on his lap. He couldn’t believe that anyone would just abandon such a beautiful vicset. Yesterday he had tried to give her a bath using a few water bottles and a cloth but it didn’t go well (FYI, three water bottles are NOT enough to clean a eight foot tall viscet) but he had managed to clean some of the mud from her fur. Her markings her beautiful, gold had always been his favorite color. Conner smiled, he thought of Lakea as royalty. Conner looked around taking in the summer day. He noticed a crumbled wad of tinfoil a few feet away. Conner smiled. Taking it, he smoothed it around and tore off some of the edges to make a small shape of a crown and put it atop sleeping Lakea’s head. Conner laughed “All hail Queen Lakea”
-When ever Conner feels sad Lakea always brings him the tinfoil crown he made her. It always makes him smile
SILVER BRAIDED BRACELET:
Lakea looked around the small apartment. THIS is what Conner had been so excited about? It was dusty, small and out every window was the beautiful sight of a brick wall. What was wrong with the way they lived before? Besides, how where you to see the stars with the stupid roof in the way? Conner smiled and looked around the room. He looked at her “What do you think Lakea?” Not wanting to ruin the rare good mood Lakea wagged her tail. “Seeing how I’ve got a job now, we’ll have more food, water and we will never have to sleep under a bridge again! Alsoooooo now I have a bit of spending money soooo I got you something!” Lakea tilted her head and Conner reached inside his pant pocket and pulled out a glittering silver object. Lakea allowed him to put it on her wrist then sniffed it curiously. It seemed to be three silver wires braided together. She gave it a huff of approval. Maybe this whole apartment thing wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

[Xelinator]

probably marking with armour/jewellery

[tiny little box]

This is a dreamie