[Soll]

Username: Soll
Name: Kri (Kr-ee)
Gender: Male
Gender for breeding: Male
What do they protect: (Minimum amount of 150 words; maximum of 800)


Oooo yess ress!

Ideas;
A small sack that holds enchanted potions that bring the dead back to life

A box of souls

A pen that lets him write to ghosts

[tiny little box]

Username:tiny little box
Name: Scarecrow
Gender: female
Gender for breeding:female
What do they protect:

A stillness overtook the Saharah.
A most unnatural silence weighed down the air encompassing the ruins.

Among the fractured remains, there was only one living being--one heartbeat to be found among the rubble. Conner-- a young viscet with eagerness in his heart and excitement in his eyes-- was the only soul to be found. Conner grumbled a little as he flicked at his torch, tapping in on his palm in hopes to jostle the battery into just the right spot. He grunted a moment as the torch continued to flicker dimly, deciding to continue on regardless of his lighting situation. The only plus side, Conner realized, to traveling through the night was that the blazing heat wouldn't beat on his back as he explored the place he had been so drawn to.

Conner sighed as some of the excitement waned from him. He had only been drawn to this place through a series of coincidences after having arrived at Giza-- to realize there was nothing left to discover there. He had looked to the mighty pyramids for quite some time, disheartened that his time might well be wasted in the desert wasteland.

Conner's luck seemed to turn around when he met a fidgety middle-aged viscet in an alleyway. Against advice from his colleagues-- and even against his own better judgment-- Conner followed the viscet that promised him an interesting find. His instinct to trust the other viscet seemed to have been the right one-- the ancient tablet the other viscet let him study had been fascinating, and had led him on a trail of old tales and mysteries. Conner had spent the better part of the day following leads, talking to all manner of folk, until he ended up here-- at these long-forgotten and fabled ruins.

With glee, Conner jumped onto one of the many rocks blocking his pathway. He stopped with wide eyes trained forward as his flashlight (now with a steady beam of light) caught the edge of a mural on the wall.

The mural had sustained quite a lot of weather damage-- which was expected out in the elements. However, much of it had survived the ravages of time. He could make out mighty figures of gods and goddesses-- the usual jumble of figures to be found on mighty murals across ancient Egypt. Conner studied the mural bit by bit until the small light landed on the far corner of the mural. He squinted his eyes to make out a figure covered in... were those eyes? He tilted his head in confusion at the unfamiliar figure. He ran his paw over the weather-worn figure before shrugging and continuing into the ever-darkening chasm of the mystery god's temple.

Conner traveled the temple, dodging traps and structural damage all along the way. It was hours before he reached the inner sanctum, when the moon was high. He was cold, and tired, and might have turned back except for his curiosity.

He was only in the inner sanctum for a few moments before his fatigue got the better of him and he slipped on the loose rubble below his feet. He slid straight into a sarcophagus, knocking it over with a loud crash. He jumped away from the now-ruined priceless artifact with a loud sigh as he brushed himself off.

"Great, just great, how am I going to explain this? Blast it all!" Conner grumbled as he looked to the ruined sarcophagus.

Conner may have turned back then, for real this time, had it not been for the groan.

"Nnnnuuuuuunnnnnn"

Conner looked back, fearful. That was not the unnatural groan of old building materials shifting in the sands.

"Whhhoooooo aaarrrreeee yyyyyoooouuuu?"

Coner flinched at the feminine-- yet raspy voice. He shivered as she repeated her question. He finally found the courage to answer.

"C-conner. W-who are you?"

He dared to flick his light forward, and it landed on her. She was large and covered head-to-paw in gauze. She stood with pride as she looked Conner straight in the eye. He shivered again.

"I am... your guuuaaarrrdian." she hissed out.

Conner blinked "Eh, what now?" he questioned, his head tilted. He was no longer scared-- only confused and curious.

He could have sworn she was smiling to him with her dry lips.

"I wassss trapped here, forever assssssigned to protectttt thissss placcccce. Now, you have freed me. Now, I musssst protect you."

And protect him she did. Tirelessly, and without complaint. As Conner traveled far and wide, she always stays by his side. Without her, perhaps Conner might not even be here today. She may not admit it, but she has grown to love traveling with the young adventurer. She loves to see new places, all the while protecting Connor

huge credit to strudel for helping me with the writing and generosity.

[serotonin.]

Username: Wrathia
Name: Syvus
Gender: Genderless
Gender for breeding: Male
What do they protect:

My name is Syvus.

This I know. I also know I have one directive.

Collect the Shards of the Third Eye.

Two-thousand years ago-- Or was it yesterday? I can never remember, anymore. The Third Eye was shattered. Our god lost his power. He lost control of the Universe. Six of us split from the single One that was himself. I am Syvus. Number Six, and Keeper of the Shards.

Quickly, quickly. Creatures that bear the shards have become mutated. Too powerful- World-breaking. It is no difficult task, once you catch a creature such as this, to simply remove the third eye from wherever the beast had decided to keep it. The struggle comes in catching one.

At one point, I was a Guardian. We all were, when we were One. We protected the Operator, his Third Eye, and everything he represented. Now, that has been broken. And so too, have we.

---

The sun was low in the sky when I set out from the Astral Dome, a sanctuary that the Six had been able to create. Similar to the home of the One, though he's long-since gone, his soul cast adrift until we reconstruct the Third Eye so he can manifest once again. A consequence of collecting the shards of this third eye, is that my body becomes covered in eyes. Not eye markings, as much as I would have hoped. After I gather them all, perhaps they will become simply markings. I hunt down another creature, the last in this section of the universe, that bears a third eye. All six of us are capable of tracking them, I above others the most acute. Sixxus, at my side, is more attuned to the very fabric of the place. She bends the universe to her will, and allows us to travel quickly across distances otherwise inconceivable.

a wip

[Kunzite]

Username: minecraftpuppy606
Name:
Gender:
Gender for breeding:
What do they protect: (Minimum amount of 150 words; maximum of 800)

SCREAMING SO HARD

[~Ash Wolf~]

Mmmmm mark, definitely will try if I have the time <3

[Yugi]

Reminder that 8:00 PM PST tomorrow is the final period of time to work on your form!
If you need a clock, here is one with the correct time.
Good luck to all who have entered ^u^

[Suga Trash]

this reminds me a lot of soul eater with the eyes on the body, and I love the design!

[Yugi]

This contest is now officially closed <3
Please do not edit your forms past this point!

I'll get judging done soon; I might be a bit busy during the weekdays, but I'll do my best to get this competition judged right away within the coming week.

Good luck to all who entered; I'm super excited to be able to read through all the forms submitted ^o^

[Vluwu]

Good luck everyone! ♥

[Yugi]

Thank you all so much for participating ^o^ I had a fun time reading through the prompt answers, as they ranged from terrifying horror tales to lighthearted, albeit a little bit creepy, stories. You all did very well in creating your forms and coming up with a concept for your characters!

To start, I would like to award one HM:

tenlittlesoldierboys
Uk'hul A'Lakai's backstory was quite the bone chilling tale, fitting for both Halloween and this character's appearance. Having Uk'jul's previous self being brainwashed into who he is now and forced into protecting the being he was originally investigating all made for an interesting, elaborate tale.

Next up, the runner up:

Tiny Little Box
Conner's little clumsy trek made for an enjoyable read! I love how you transitioned over to Scarecrow at the very end, and I really thought having the character protect another character was clever and unique. Because of how distinct your form was, I would love to award you with a RU design!

You have a choice between 3 HM stubs or 1 RU design!
The RU design will be based off of teeth/mouths/speaking; if you're fine with this, please PM me to claim it <3

And last, but certainly not least, the winner of viscet #1896:

Blukitty53
Needle's story felt so haunting, almost nightmarish; to make them into a ghost, forever doomed to protect a direly important object that was too powerful for any normal being to interact with was a fitting choice for their design. Their fear and confusion was powerful and could be felt through reading their story.

Once again, thank you everyone for participating in this contest! I hope you all have a fantastic week, and I wish you all the best of luck in any future contests you may enter ^o^