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username; squeeze
name; melanie [mel-aw-knee] and juniper
gender; female
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personality; (minimum 150 words / max 350 words)
[175 words - melanie]
sweet - naive - kind - goofy - sweet
melanie is quite a joy to be around. she is an optimist and often finds everything enjoyable, even in the worst situations. mel will laugh at almost everything, not wanting people to feel bad when they make a joke and no one laughs. she believes in living life to the fullest, because in any day it could be swept away from you. she is naive and quite gullible, believing anything anyone says because "why not trust people when they're just like you?" mel is a kind-hearted soul, and would take the clothes off of her own back to help anyone in need, so she is often stolen from and deceived for her kindness. she doesn't really think much about the living tail that she carries around as anything but a companion that is literally glued to her side forever, and is always babbling about to juniper about how her day was or her favorite things or telling stories that the irritated tailmouth glued to her has heard eighty times over.
[175 words - juniper]
sly - evil - cunning - mysterious - sarcastic
one hundred seventy words here

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> melanie likes to live life to the fullest, but juniper often convinces her to do the wrong things.
> naive mel listens to almost everything juniper says which often gets her in trouble.

[QueenAxolotl]

username; NurseGlowButt
name; Blair and Hex
gender; female

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Username; DragonCavexxxName; RishaxxxGender; Female

Personality;

Unlike many other mouth-tailed viscets, Risha prefers not to validate her tail as it's own being. Risha sees herself as entirely her own being, the tail would not exist without her after all- any expressions or actions it makes are a direct result of what she herself is feeling. Risha is fiercely independent, and often goes so far as to reject other's help in an effort to avoid owing others anything. If one were to be honest, her personality is not the most appealing; she is cold, blunt, and not very motivated. That is, unless, you are the object of her current fixation. Risha has a horrible habit of not knowing what's good for her, and has subsequently had multiple flings- all of which she was convinced would last forever. More often than not, happens is quite the same. Risha finds a male and is immediately infatuated with him, absolutely positive that he has to be the one. She becomes clingy, jealous, and very overattentive. Of course the male in question, now realizing his situation, always flees- usually taking any eggs with him. If there are any good things to be said about Risha, many would be forced to admit that she is very confident, determined, resourceful, and has a good sense of humor. Unfortunately this still pales in comparison to her aforementioned callousness and manipulative nature. She makes her home in an abandoned village, homing herself in her choice settlement and using the rest of he village as she pleases. In spite of all that has been said, Risha doesn't go out of her way to be nasty, and it isn't a particularly rare thing for Risha to offer shelter to those willing to repay her. Needless to say, if said payment fails to be delivered then the offender is promptly chased out with a scuffle and some foul language.

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I won't have time to finish this, I'm sorry!

[Synerie]

username; lady lightwing.
name; Nimhe
gender; Female
tail mouth name; Elisif
tail mouth gender; Female
personality; [ 350 words ]

Nimhe is a mysterious character. She's always shrouded away in darkness, lurking in the pitch black shadows. Nimhe watches everything and everyone; she knows things about people others do not. At times unexpected, Nimhe will emerge from the shadows. She is reserved and quiet; definitely not one for conversation. She has a very dry sense of humor and rarely finds anything truly hilarious. So, Nimhe can be considered serious and straightforward. Some may think she has no heart, as she is always cold. She may seem like she shows no emotions and doesn't seem to care for others. Nimhe is often called unfair by her harsh judgments, yet this is mostly a bit true. She often leans to the side her friends or someone who seems like they wouldn't have done it would be on. However, she is different in private, but not all that entirely different. Nimhe was once bullied as a Viscling due to her tail by her own family and friends, and it led to a change of who she was. In private is when Nimhe lets her emotions out. Anger. Sadness. Embarrassment. She is tightly wound by her emotions and comes undone in private. Her outbursts can range from being small to severe; depending on what the day held for her. Nimhe isn't violent and would never lay a paw or weapon against another Viscet or creature. Yet, Nimhe holds onto a secret that only her and Elisif know of, and it is utterly dangerous. It physically pains her to use it. However, there is a voice of reason in Nimhe's life. And it's Elisif, her tail. Elisif is a sweetheart and just wants the best for Nimhe, and does whatever she can to show who Nimhe really is; the sweet and loveable Nimhe Elisif use to know. She is the mother Nimhe wishes she had and is always trying to course Nimhe towards the right path. While yes, Nimhe does listen, she stays with the same personality. Nimhe may have been bullied for having Elisif, but she loves her tail more than anything or anyone.

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The moon's light glinted off the ocean, creating a beautiful scenery. The sky was clear, save for a few thin grey clouds, one draping over the silver full moon. The waves gently lapped at the soft sandy beach, leaving new shells and swallowing old. A lone seagull rode the waves, head tucked against its chest, ruffling its feathers as it relaxed over the gentle lapping waves. Not much time passed before the seagull was no longer alone. A female Viscet settled down in the sand that still lingered with the day's warmth. She exhaled slowly, eyes closing. Her stiffened back relaxed with every inhale and exhale. Her eyes slowly opened.

"Nimhe? Are you alright now?"

The soft voice she had grown used to over the years she lived spoke up. Nimhe's ears flicked up, and she looked back to see her tail facing her, tilted curiously. Nimhe smiled weakly and looked aside. She felt exhausted, her stomach queasy.

"Yeah, Elisif. Thank you for asking.."

Nimhe gave a soft sigh, turning her gaze back to the water. The seagull had fluttered off, now marching alongside the edge of the water. It would scuttle out of the way when a wave came lapping, wings fluttering up. Nimhe watched it for a few moments before she eased her front paws into the sand. Elisif watched her worriedly, concerned for Nimhe. She hid her feelings and emotions far too much and it could be hurting her. Nimhe didn't seem to notice Elisif's concern, pushing the sand between her paws, watching it trickle through her toes. It was strangely calming.

Nimhe sighed, sudden anger boiling back inside of her. She ground her jaw, paws squeezing tightly around the mounds of sand she held. Tears brimmed in her eyes and her ears curled backward. Elisif nudged her side, worried.

"Nimhe? What is it now? Please, breathe. Relax, love."

Nimhe ignored her, eyes clenching shut as new tears tracked the trail over the old ones. The stress of the day came back down upon her like Thor's hammer. Her head erupted with a painful migraine, and she let the sand in her paws cascade back down. Nimhe sobbed, slowly easing into the sand. She curled, Elisif laying against her side gently to calm her. Nimhe's paws curled around Elisif, and she dug her head against her.

"Nimhe, please. Relax."

Elisif begged, nudging her chin gently. Nimhe wheezed, tears still cascading. Her head pounded. Her nose was running. She felt so pitiful and weak. Yet, she struggled to relax. She gulped in deep inhales and wheezed as she exhaled. Elisif continued to gently nudge and nuzzle, attempting to give her comfort.

While neither of them watched, a wave swelled onto the beach. The wave rolled over itself, darkened by the lack of daylight, and seemed to be blocking out the radiating moonlight. It balled, waves rippling before it suddenly parted. From within stepped another Viscet and the water receded back into the ocean.

"Oh dear, I sense unhappiness."

A soft voice floated from the edge of the water. Nimhe coughed, ears pinned back. She lifted her head, blinking as she took in the sight of this beautiful female before her. The other Viscet advanced forward, her golden ornaments shimmering gently.

"W-Who are you?"

Nimhe whispered out, voice cracking as she gulped. The female smiled warmly, now standing before the crying mess. She reached out, laying a paw on Nimhe's cheek. Elisif was just as stunned, gaping up at this female. The Viscet gave a soft, amused giggle. She stroked Nimhe's cheek as she spoke.

"I am Zeltia, hon. I heard your crying and grew curious... Now, tell me. What troubles you?"

Zeltia carefully settled beside the other, tilting her head curiously. Nimhe's throat went dry, and she struggled to come up with words. This female, a complete and utter stranger, cared to know why Nimhe was crying. No one ever had asked her this. Elisif gently nudged her again to speak.

"I.. I just got overwhelmed by stress. And.. nevermind. Nothing troubles me."

Nimhe looked away. Zeltia frowned, gently touching her paw to reassure her that it was okay. She sighed, ears relaxing back. She played with the sand, before retrieving a broken white seashell that had been lodged against her elbow. Nimhe admired its beauty and frowned as she ran her paw over its ragged points. Someone must have stepped on it. Probably me... I always ruin everything. New tears sprung to Nimhe's eyes, and Elisif carefully nudged her again.

"Hey, hey... Don't cry."

Zeltia spoke softly, her paws reaching out to wipe away a stray tear. Nimhe slightly jerked her head back and watched from the corner of her eyes as the other female's paws flopped back into the sand. Zeltia gave a soft sigh, but gently rubbed Nimhe's side as she waited for the other to calm down. Elisif stayed quiet, focusing on Nimhe worriedly. The soft lapping waves seemed to be the other sound. A gentle breeze had kicked up, ever so slightly ruffling the two's pelts.

After a few minutes, Nimhe let out a shallow sigh. It was a sad sound, the emotion reflecting in her eyes. Elisif nudged her side again, feeling heartbroken. For as long as she has been Nimhe's tail, she has only seen her show emotions when it's just her. But now, there was a complete stranger resting in the sand right there. The silence edged on, and Nimhe seemed to shrink into the darkness.

Zeltia moved closer, suddenly enveloping Nimhe into a gentle hug. Nimhe froze in her grasp before she shakily edged her arms around Zeltia. She broke down crying again, shaking badly. Zeltia cooed softly down to her, rocking the smaller female. Elisif settled in the warm sand, watching the two from where she laid. It was hard being just a tail, as she wasn't able to hold onto Nimhe in moments like this. Zeltia soon parted, stroking Nimhe's shoulders.

"Let's take a walk, yeah?"

She stood, holding her paw out to Nimhe. She hesitated and nodded, gently grabbing Zeltia's paw. Nimhe stood, carefully stepping through the sand, wincing occasionally as she stepped on a jagged rock. The two walked in silence, Nimhe following Zeltia's lead. The moon was fully shown at this point, its silver light. Nimhe gently breathed in the soft, crisp air. She slowly relaxed after a good ten minutes of the blissful silence. She lifted her head, peering at Zeltia quietly.

"Why did you approach me?"

She asked quietly, lifting a paw to rub her eyes. Zeltia blinked, looking at her. She smiled, before raising her shoulders in a shrug.

"I can't bear to see other Viscets upset, and when I heard you crying, I wanted to learn of what troubles you. To help you rid of all your sorrow."

Zeltia rubbed Nimhe's back again. Nimhe sniffled, never hearing this being said to her from someone who wasn't Elisif before. The clean pathway had melted into a forest. It was quiet, very quiet. It seemed as if the trees had something to say, but never did. Nimhe gulped, a bit put off by the feeling of this forest. Zeltia gently brushed her shoulder against her's.

"This forest is.. quiet, isn't it?"

Nimhe simply nodded, glancing from the winding forest pathway back to Zeltia. A chirping cricket caused Nimhe to jump, as it came from nowhere. Once the two had decided they had been there for quite enough time, they abruptly turned and walked back to the beach. As they drew closer, the sounds of the ocean seemed to calm them both. Nimhe's body wasn't as tense no more, and she was walking a bit closer to Zeltia.

"Hey.. Zeltia... Has anyone bullied you before?"

Zeltia looked surprised by this question, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"Why, yes, of course. Why? Is someone bullying you? Do I need to take care of them?"

Nimhe smiled weakly, more tears welling. No one had ever vocally told her that they'd stand up for her, aside from Elisif. She lifted her shoulders in a faint shrug and sighed softly.

"Yeah. I guess you could say that. People like to call me names because of how I act around them. They always call me rude names because apparently, I'm unfair or cold to them. But... people like that are the reason I'm like this. And, the only reason I was crying was that I get too wound up in emotions."

She murmured. Zeltia frowned, gently stepping in front of the other female. Elisif tilted around to peer at them, frowning once more. She felt terrible that she couldn't be the one helping Nimhe; but she settled on the fact that she needed someone else to tell her advice. Zeltia shook her head, placing her paws on Nimhe's cheeks.

"Love, do not listen to them. You are strong. You don't deserve their hate."

Nimhe hugged Zeltia tightly, glad there was someone else out there who cared for her.

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Zeltia - owned by me

[mango marmalade,,]

username; Zumizoom

name; Venus and Sosha
gender; Female



Sosha
(Tail)
Loud
Overpowering
Blunt
Teasing
Boisterous
A bit Manipulative
Distracted
Hyper
Messy

Venus
(Viscet)
Calm

Intelligient

Careful

Calculating

Well-Spoken

Polite

Attentive

Perfectionist
Neat







Hey. You there. Who're you. What're you doin' in these parts? You ain't no monster!

<Hush, Sosha> Who are we? Well, I am The Gatekeeper. Yes. The Gatekeeper for The Relm Of Monsters. Who? Ah, yes. You are talking about Sosha, no? Yes. Why of course! She is most certainly alive!

How dare you think that! I AM OFFENDED!

<Sosha, calm down. I'm sure they didn't mean anything by it.> And sorry about that. Sosha can be very boisterous sometimes. I like to pride myself in being the calmer of the two.

Well, calm ain't never given' no one an interesting story! When I become calm, it can only mean bad things. That means 'm just savin' up my anger, and when I'm ready... BOOOOM!

SOSHA!

*cough* Yes Venus...?

Look at that! You've scared our visitor away. How unkind of you. What do you have to say for yourself!

Uhhhhh... Better luck next time?

Oh good lord. Why do you always have to be so loud and blunt? You always scare everybody away with your loud stories and mean comments and such, that no one has actually visited the Relm Of Monsters while we've been here. And also, I agree with you -for once- about how you can never be calm. Why are you so HYPER all the time?

That's just how I am! Do you ever hear me complaining about you, and your stuck-up attitude? NO. Your know-it-all facts that I really don't want to hear? NO. You're always complaining about how I'm not like you, but what about me? I have no one to mess around with. No one to tell jokes to without hissing at me that i'm unprofessional. No one! And then you go talkin' all about how I'm not calm like you, how I'm never quiet unlike you, how I'm stupid. But I never asked to be super loud, or to be crazy, or be hyper all the time. I never asked for it and... and...I CAN'T HELP IT!
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Oh. I-I'm sorry
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Is that really how you feel?
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Nah, I was juss sayin' that to make you feel bad.

SOSHA!!!








The mother came running as two screams erupted from the nursery room. She rounded the bend, and jiggled that brass doorknob to the small, quaint room. It was locked, a small latch holding it from the inside.
She yelled, and began pounding on the wooden door. Little white chips of wood began flying off, the doorframe agitated by all of this rattling. The door was old, but it was very sturdy.
The scream grew more shrill, but this time it was only one. The mother widened her eyes, and then frantically whipped her tail so it thunked against the doorframe. It groaned in displeasure, rattling against the metal latch that held it in form the inside. The Viscet backed against the hallway wall, then did a running kick with her strong hind legs right into the door. It splintered, and then completely gave in to itself. The frantic mom ran in, leaping over splinters of wood. There was a dust cloud that had come from the door, so she couldn't see the situation right away. But once it settled, she began to hear some gasps. She sighed. Had she been mistaken? The silence was thick, before giggles brushed it away like a fluttering butterfly.

The aghast mother stood watching her little 'Cet play with her tail. The doctor had told her it was mute, but maybe he was wrong. Doces were often wrong nowadays. Her child seemed to be engaged in a conversation with her tail, snorting a laughing.

The mother cleared her eyes as she took in the situation. Her daughter's voice broke through the silence. Or... Not her daughter's voice...

Scaredy-cat! Nyah-nyah nyah boo-boo!
There was more laughing here.
"YOU ATE IT?!"
Full on screaming laughter.
"You really swallowed it?!"
Her tail nodded vigorously, before looking behind the small Viscetling in surprise.
"What is it, Sosha?"
The Viscet jumped up. Looking around, she noticed the wood chips. Continuing to turn around, she noticed the dust... And then she saw her mother, who was panting and had her jaw open in disbelief.
"Hey Mommy! C'mere! Look! SOSHA SWALLOWED A SPIDER!"
The mother collapsed from disbelief, exhaustion, and just plain ol' motherly concerns.





A phone rings, echoing throughout the house. A Viscet races down the stairs, tail yelling, and leaps to grab it before it stops. She picks it up on the last ring, then composes herself.
"Hello?"

"Kernel Verklemmt. Good morning to you to, sir."

"Ready? Yes sir, I am ready to begin training."

"My- My tail sir? Yes. She has also trained with me."

"Sosha is ready."
The Viscet narrows her eyes her, pausing.
"Yes... Of course she has a name."
Now, the teenager seems to be getting angry.
"No, she's not my... pet."
Suddenly, she stars screaming into the phone.
"NO! I WILL NOT ALLOW MYSELF TO STOOP TO YOUR LEVELS OF DISGUSTING DISCRIMINATION! SOSHA IS AS ALIVE AS YOU AND ME! I WILL NEVER EVER WORK FOR YOU IF YOU CONTINUE IN YOUR DISGUSTI-"
She stops as she hears a click on the other end. You now see a mouth on her tail, who looks baffled. The tail's jaw has dropped in incredulous disbelief.

"Well. That didn't go as planned, did it Sosha."

That... Venus, that was amazing! I never knew you... you cared so much about me, and...
Here the tail chokes up, and wraps around the disappointed Viscet in an embrace.

Thanks Venus. Thanks for doing that for me. But... What about your job? Should we look for others?
The Viscet smiled, then returned the tail's hug.
"It's okay Sosha. You know I'd do anything for you, even turning down what could've been the best job in the world..."
The tail laughed.
Thanks.
"You're welcome."

[otis,]

eve and hallow as children, happy and bubbly and playful

eve and hallow as they grew older. this is when eve first began talking to hallow and hallow began to become scared

hallow as an adult, terrified of the monster of a tail mouth that she harbors


username; covfefe
name; Hallow and Eve
gender; female

personality; if you had known her as a child, you would be sure that hallow would grow up to be the most outgoing, sweet and adventurous viscet to ever live. she had been born with a giggly smile, and spent the first year of her life just laughing at everything. She was the sweetest and most bubbly baby, and that did surprise some, as she had a terrifying looking tail mouth. it had been inherited by her father, but her father turned out fine so everyone knew hallow would too. if you had known her as a child, you would wonder what had happened to hallow. what ruined this poor baby? what had damaged her so badly that she would turn into this? what is this exactly? hallow is damaged. she is scared of everything and cant look anyone in the eye. shes constantly looking over her shoulder and mumbling to herself. ultimately, shes afraid. afraid of absolutely any and everything. no one knows what happened to hallow, and shes too afraid to talk to anyone to explain the voice that she hears everyday. eves voice [ 185/300 ]
word extras; 1/3 (the tail speaks to her. can change her dreams into nightmares) (So what was it, you may ask, that changed Hallow from the super bubbly baby viscet she was, into the terrified and shy viscet she is today. the answer was simple of course, abd had been attached to Hallow since she had been born. Eve. now believe me this tail mouth had never spoken, at least not to anyone besides hallow. she swears up and down that eve talks to her, but no one believes her. of course not. eve cant talk, shes never been able to or someone else would have heard her. but she can talk, but she only talks to hallow when the two if them are alone. she never ever responds or speaks when around others but she loves to whisper to hallow when theyre alone. ) (the things Eve likes to whisper to Hallow)
art extras; 2/5

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gender; female

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[Parasitic Rat]

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Username
Wolfenhimer

Name
Tail
Kerí | Candle
Viscet
Thryallídas | Wick

Gender
Female
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Quiet - Introvert - Assertive - Passive-Aggressive - Brave - Mysterious
~ They are often called scary whenever they get very angry. ~

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Candle and Wick? Best of friends. They can snap at each other from time to time, but they're still good friends. Plus, they protect each other. Wick watches Candle's back and Candle watches Wick's back.

Wick can get very defensive over Candle, though, depending on the situation. Wick is like Candle's guardian, since they're always side-by-side. Then again, they can't really go anyway. Candle is like the voice in Wick's head, as well; guides her in time of need, and helps her through tough situations. And walking. Candle is blind, if I forgot to mention. Wick knows where everything is, even if she can't see anything, either. They have a raven named Hex, who is always by their side to help them get through anywhere. Hex caws if they're about to run into something, and Wick wasn't paying attention. Hex guides them into the directions they need to go.
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name;
gender; female

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