[fugitive]

Username: Glomp
Name: Mercutio "Mercy"
Gender: Male
What's their story? Where did they come from, and what's the mysterious orb all about?:

These wings.. were they a blessing or a curse?

Once upon a time, a young jingle was born with a mutation, one of which caused distrust in the colony. They didn't like change or difference, for these things often were accompanied with death, discomfort.. and so his mother was quick harness a plan, she stole a bit of cloth and readied it over his wings, to put those at ease.

Had it worked? Perhaps.. he was allowed to stay anyhow, but as he grew, he felt out of place, and rather unloved.. Told never to try his wings, he dealt with this from his parents, and from those his age, there came teasing. Granted, not all were malicious, but they stung, and he took to hiding away..

As he grew older still, he begin to look towards the sky. He grew jealous of the birds, of the bugs. How dare they belong, how dare they get to use their wings, and he had to hide them away. Colder and colder, his heart turned to ice, jaded to life. Soon he began to act out of line, what would they do to him that they hadn't already?

And then the thought crossed his mind, he would fly. He was rather hesitant, it was forbidden by his own mother.. but soon the thought left him, what had she done for him? He didn't care, and he would do what he pleased.

Still, he hide in night, practiced where none could see him. Though he had not thought of someone hearing him, and so it happened, his bells betrayed him. For their crime against him, he discarded the traitors, swearing to never wear another bell.

Upon reporting him to the colony, they brought him on a trial. They were growing tired of his misdeeds, and this was the icing on the cake. His mother cried out for him, begging for a second chance for her son, so they humored it. If he was to cut off his wings, they would let him stay, but otherwise he was to leave and never come back.

Laughing bitterly, he cursed them, what had they ever done for him to make such a sacrifice? Choosing the latter, he left, making his way from the house and towards the forest beyond.

At first, it was terrifying, no one would go into these woods, his former colony had said it was certain death, and it would have been had he not have been so stubborn. Without the safety of a home, he was battered but never beaten, soon he learned the ropes, and with a bit of luck, he survived, no, flourished.

Soon the forest was his domain, taking for himself an old squirrel's nest, life was good now, and his wings strong. But the lack of something in his life troubled him, perhaps it was friends and family, but he was quick to blame it on the fact he had nothing to adorn himself with, no bells, no scarfs..

Though he couldn't return to where they kept such things, pennies and pocket watches hid themselves in the one place he wasn't allowed. And so, he looked for something of equal value.

At first, he wished to trapped the still water and take it, such was it's beauty. However, it was impossible to catch, for as soon as it was touched, it would ripple, it's beauty disappeared, and soon he found that it was but an illusion..

So looking up, he decided he would use his wings, flying high he would take the moon, for it's beauty surpassed even the waters. But alas, many had tried that very same thing, as he flew with moths he soon had to return to land, even his strength couldn't take him to it's wonderful shine.

It angered him terribly, had everything in nature decided to mock him?

It wasn't the end, for soon he was obsessed with making the moon his own. From pushing himself to gain wing strength to trying to trick it to come him, it became a full time job. Often he would go without sleep or food, for these slowed him down and he wished to gain it as quickly as possible.

As he lost strength and perhaps sanity, he was still no closer to his goal. And as he laid in fever, he cursed the moon herself, how dare it trick him into this chase.

Staring out his hole, he almost missed a streak of light hurling to the ground below him. ..What was it? Had the moon finally came down from her perch?

Pushing himself, he found his way back to ground. Limping in his fevered state, it seemed to take forever to find it again, but once he did, he was in awe. It was truly beautiful, even more so then the moon, the water.. even bells. A hazy smile crossed his face, bending to pick it up, he collapsed. For the first time in his life, he was content.

Closing his eyes, he gave himself up to the night.

Though it wasn't the end for him. As he awoke, he found he no longer was weak, his fever had left him. The strength he had possessed returned, and even more. Checking over himself, he now had a little sparkle to his paws and wings, as well as the amazing jewel attached itself to his tail, where his bell once laid.

So with this, he adorned himself happily. He didn't feel alone anymore, as a feeling of companionship fell over him. He started to feel he should do certain things, things to protect the forest, and so he did. His new obsession was his forest, and those who crept into it found themselves at his mercy, which he had little of.

So no, his wings were neither a blessing or a curse, they were his salvation, his freedom.

[Micki.]

Username: Micki.
Name:
Gender:
What's their story? Where did they come from, and what's the mysterious orb all about?:

small mark. o:

[Sakura Kuromi]

Does the completed forms still count, or do we have to re-post them?

[broker]

it still counts ^____^ you're totally encouraged to add more to it though

[Sakura Kuromi]

it still counts ^____^ you're totally encouraged to add more to it though

Okay - I might if I can find the time with my project finishing soon ^^

[Pepurrmint]

Username: pepurrmint
Name: to be decided.
Gender: female.
What's their story? Where did they come from, and what's the mysterious orb all about?:
res. with worshipped by the colony, whom believe them to be a god. they were said to be too special for the traditional bells & scarf, so they instead recieved this orb the colony had been keeping for many generations. they sneak out at night to contemplate life while sitting on the low-hanging branches of the tree near the burrow. a nice story will be written when i find the time.

the coronation
the most important day of a jingle (in our colony, at least) was the coronation. on this day, any normal jingle would receive their beloved bells and scarf. but on my coronation day, i didn't receive either of those things. i instead was given a tiara and a glowing bead the colony had kept for many generations. i can remember that day so clearly...
- flashback -
my mother was applying the last bits of blueberry makeup to my face. she walked me over to the still-as-stone pool so i could see her handiwork. i gasped at my reflection, which now had the appearance of a goddess. i heard my mother say,
"you look beautiful, [name here]. but there's one last thing you'll need, and that's some clothing."
i looked at her like she was insane. cloth was very rare to find here, as the only bits came from the wind's cold breath.
she spoke again, clearly seeing my shock like it was written on my forehead. "of course you need clothes, a true goddess would have the rarest things! you must look as if you are the epitome of all things good, my darling!"
before i could say a peep, mother darted off to who-knows-where. but soon enough she was back, a translucent lump of teal cloth in her mouth. she trotted over to me, and somehow managed to loop the neck-hole over my neck without dropping the precious fabric. mother ran behind me, very carefully pulling the fabric back and over my tail. i was then instructed to place my legs through some holes, and my "dress" was successfully being worn by me. i glanced down, surprised at how lovely the drapes of fabric hung. you'd be shocked to know how precisely we could cut things. my mother smiled at me, happy with her work.
she said to me, "now you are properly dressed for your coronation. but now i must teach you how to act. we wouldn't want my little goddess flunking her coronation, wouldn't we?"
i mumbled back that yes, i didn't want to screw my most important day up, and to please stop referring to me as a goddess.

[ToxicShadow]

Right now I need a miracle...

.: Song :.

Don't Let Me Down
- The Chainsmokers

.: Username :.

ToxicShadow
Please call me Toxic! <3

.: Name :.

Elosia

.: Gender :.

Female
And identifies as such

.: Short Descriptive Words :.

Kind, positive, worries easily, passionate, has a great sense of direction, clever, magical, whimsical, a little strange, loves her uniqueness, afraid of thunder and other very loud noises, sometimes startled easily, usually level headed.

.: Her Likes :.

Nature, flowers, stars, ice cream, butterflies, rainy days, music, passion fruit tea

Haru

.: Her Dislikes :.

Stormy weather, hot days, misunderstandings, carrots, plastic flowers, black coffee

.: Her Story :.

They say that fairies are born when a baby laughs.

But what about Elosia? She's not just any fairy.

She was born when another Jingle cried.

Not born through usual means, Elosia doesn't have parents or a family. Her earliest memory is just her waking up, curled up, inside the hallow of a tree. It felt as though she had been sleeping for a very long time. With no recollection of a name, she decided to call herself "Elosia," entirely on a whim. It has no special meaning, it was only something she thought was fitting.

She came into existence the way she is now, fully grown, from seemingly nothing. She was born from a combination of positive emotions, and one Jingle's wish to no longer be alone. Although, Elosia is not aware of this, herself. She knows that she must find something, though, and is wandering all over in a desperate search to find it. She doesn't know that she's seeking out Haru, she doesn't know what it is she's looking for. Until she finds, it though, she's on a never ending journey.

The orb on her tail contains her soul and, if broken, she would cease to exist. Although, with it, she is able to do some unusual things. Under certain circumstances, the orb will, temporarily, change colors. Such as, if she is experiencing romantic feelings, or if what she is looking for is close by. She is also able to sense if someone has good or ill intentions and, fairly successfully, can tell fortunes of others. Those that are kind to her often experience good luck and, as such, there has come to be something of an urban legend among the Jingles of a fairy that grants wishes to those that see her.

Still, her differences sometimes make her a target of those that are insecure. She's been called an abomination and a monster, among other things, but Elosia doesn't hold these things against anyone. She is a positive creature, and doesn't let anyone's words bring her down. In fact, she is happy that she is unique. Overall, she believes that there is good in everyone and those that say mean things would change their minds if they simply took the time to get to know her.

.: Her Role :.

Story-wise, she is currently seeking out Haru, but she came into existence because of him. The two are closely associated for this reason. While it is believed that Haru brings misfortune, it is believed that Elosia brings favor. Thus, in that aspect, the two counteract one another. But there is more to it than that. Haru no longer wishes to be alone and, for that reason, Elosia came to be. She's his companion and, quite possibly, ends up being his love, too.

.: Why This Jingle :.

I won't lie, I was immediately attracted to this particular jingle because of it's wings. I ADORE fairy wings on just about anything and everything! That's not enough to really go off, though. But seeing the orb, I had the idea of its soul being kept there and that being where it's powers stem from. From there, the story developed. (And, I'll be referring to it as a 'her,' now.) Initially, I wasn't intending to have her associated with any of my existing Jingles, but the part with Haru just, well, it seemed to fit. I already wanted her to just come into existence, making her all wonderfully mystical and magical, but his wishing for her, wishing to not be alone, was just too fitting. Especially once I decided that she brings good luck.


.: Why That Song :.

The song sort of reflects her relationship with Haru. That is, to him, she is like a miracle. Not in how she came to be, not her powers, but because she's someone not afraid him. She is precious, his most miraculous thing. However, his existence is similar to her. She exists because of him. Without him, she wouldn't be here, and she is desperate to find him and be with him. In that aspect, she would do anything within her capabilities for him. She wouldn't let him down, and that's all he's ever wanted: someone he can trust.

...Hurry up now, I need a miracle

[broker]

first off ! SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY--after some help with judging (thanks to ☁Lady Raincloud☁!) we've reached a conclusion. :)

Congratulations to ToxicShadow!! It was a tossup between you and Glomp, but overall I really appreciated the creative idea for this whimsical jingle. :)

And speaking of Glomp, a runner-up will be going out to you. Congratulations! Well done on the writing.

Thank you everyone else for trying out!! We got some really interesting forms this time around and I appreciate all the effort put into it <3 I wish y'all the best of luck for future jingles you try out for!

[fugitive]

Congratulations Toxic! <3 Elosia is so sweet, I love your form. ;v;
And thank you for the ru! I'm really happy you guys liked the story. qvq

[ToxicShadow]

AAAAAH, thank you SO much! <3

She's such a precious bab and I just love her to pieces!~

-snuggles her face-

I'm also totally excited to see how Glomp's RU comes out! Mercutio's story was pretty fabulous!
(And I LOVED the nick name of "Mercy.")