[helblindi]

hello i drew a thing!!!

if you're interested in owning him, please tell me his name and write a story, 500 words minimum, in which he features as the main character! (/ v \)

i will choose the winner in one week, aka august 7th. once you own this design, you may do whatever you want with it. pm me if you have any questions!

/fingerguns???

[lysander]

HECK
marked to watch >:3

[deleteduser.]

res?!

[かおり’]

woah

[augestines]

mark w the name daylion

[Softea]

WhaTajlfskaeosihfnv

I want but-- whoa

[avior.]

what the heck
I love
gonna throw a big fat mark here

[rvbytea]

this is stunning, mark

[friggin' foxes]

The Broken
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-Story By 9TailedFox-
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Ch. 0
Beginning To Break

Haiko Tsukiyomi is a
16 year old, highschool student with average grades. However he is far from normal. Haiko is a half-demon. Born of both human and demon blood, his father the prince of demons Sasuke, and his mother Natsuki, who decended from a wealthy human family and although it was forbidden, Sasuke fell in love with the kind girl Natsuki. Soon she fell in love with him as well. Natsuki left her family behind and ran away with the demon prince. Upon giving birth sadly she passed away and Sasuke was dragged back into the Netherworld, leaving his new born son behind with the priest who had sheltered the cursed couple and now would care for their cursed child.

Ch. 1
The Cursed Child

Haiko was deep in sleep when...
"Haiko, wake up or you'll be late for school!" His dad's voice called from down stairs.
Haiko awoke, he wore a tired expression "...So annoying... Dad shut up! I'm sleeping!" He called down. Haiko rolled out of bed with a loud thump he hit the ground. "Ugh... So sleepy..." Haiko got dressed and made his way down the stairs then peered over at his dad who smiled brightly at him.
"Good morning! I made you breakfast, it's on the table." He called out his face beaming.
"Morning... how can you be so energenic..."
Haiko yawned and plopped down to eat. His dad walked over and sat in the chair across from him.
"So, have you found a job yet?" He asked still smiling. Haiko avoided the priest eyes.
"N- no. Not yet." Haiko answered hesitantly. The priest's smile turned dark."W-what, I'll get one okay?" Haiko answered under the priests terrifying smile.
The priest glanced over at the clock "You better, now off to school."
Haiko stood up and turned to the door then looked back, "Yeah, yeah. See ya' later." Haiko says then steps outside.
The priest shook his head and sighed "Geez, that boy..."

Haiko sat in class staring out the window, demons floated around, their sizes verified depending on how much negative energy they contained. Haiko ignored them, they used to scare him but now he was used to them and became a normal think. Of course others couldn't see them, so when he was younger others thought him crazy.
After school ended as Haiko began walking down the road to his own home he saw a fire truck and an ambulance speed down the road. Just when he was wondering he over heard to women talking.
"Oh dear! It seems there has been a fire at the Tsukiyomi residence!" Said one.
"Oh my!" The other replied.
Haiko turned white, he dashed down the sidewalk twords his house until he faced the burning structure. His eyes grew wide and without warning he ran straight into the flames. People shouted to him calling him back but he carried on until he reached the center of the church. Awaiting him there was his father collapsed on the floor with a terrifying demon hovering over his body, the demon gave an evil smile and said in a sinister voice, "My son, it's nice to finally meet you! Oh how I've waited for this!" His smile growing more dark and devious.
...To be Continued.

Information On Character:

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Name:
Haiko Tsukiyomi

Gender:
Male

Pronouns:
He/him

Blood Type:
AB

Hight:
180cm (5 feet, 11 inches)

Weight:
64kg (140 lbs)

Favorite Food:
Pizza

Spirit Animal:
Cat

Species:
Half-Demon

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[Alantica]

Ch. 0

I wasn't born in a nice peaceful city. I grew up in violence. The screeches of others filled my ears. Sirens blaring through the streets. Fire consumed everything and everyone. It couldn't be helped anyways. It was war.

Ch. 1

...The light rain dribbles down from the glum sky covering the tracks on the escapee. His footsteps heavy and slow, splashes through the newly formed puddles. Without a second thought, he runs pass the tunnel and into a gruesome ditch. That escapee is me. Standing a foot deep in filth, I silently listen to the footsteps and unorthodox screaming of the idiots stomping around with no care chasing me. After a couple of minutes after the footsteps and shouting subsided, I finally decides to drag my flimsy and tired body out of the ditch. I lay on the soaking wet road thinking to myself, "What am I even doing with my life right now?" And with that, I push myself to stand up and begin to walk towards the tunnel clutching the thing in my pocket. It's the reason they chased me after all.

Ch. 2

..."Ah, welcome home boy... What happened to your new outfit!"
...I scrape the bottom of my sole against the rough sorry excuse of a welcome mat. With a grunt, I said "A story of another time, Hibiki." Hibiki stares at me for a while and quickly turns to throw a pinch of salt into the pot. The sound of a bubbling liquid filled the quiet room. I silently slide the jacket off my wary shoulders and hang it on the broken lamp which we use as a coat hanger. The "coat hanger" wiggles and wobbles a bit before settling down with a quiet squeak. Breaking the silence between us, Hibiki says without turning around to look at me, "Anyways, we have curry for dinner today. Go get the other kids."
...I sigh and reluctantly pull myself up my comfortable spot on the couch. I half-heartily walk over to the dimly lit hall and knock on the kids' room. As soon as I pull my hand away from the door, it swings open slamming the door knob into the wall. "CURRYYYYY!!!" shouts 3 kids as they run out the room, nearly knocking me down. I could hear Hibiki say in the distance to the kids, "First one to sit down gets curry first!" Hibiki's curry is the best after all.

Ch. 3

...The small clock across my room reads 12:18. The kids are sound asleep in the neighboring room. I lay on my bed staring at my ceiling. The minuscule window letting in as little of the moon light as possible to see in the dark. The sound of the clock ticking and my breathing fills the room. The events of today peeks into my mind as I grab the thing. I squint to see the thing in the dim lighting of the moon. It's shaped like a rock almost. Maybe the shape of a hand watch? I'm not too sure myself. The surface round and smooth. It felt like a more solid and tough silicone egg. The thing is translucent and I could see gears of gold and bronze filling the inside. I put pressure onto the surface yet I couldn't feel the gears when the object indents. I clutch the thing and place it on my chest without letting go. I begin to feel drowsy. I whisper to myself, "I will find out what this thing is for. It's the only thing my parents left behind after all," before falling into a deep sleep with a mystic dream.

WIP