[Kydashing]

This is a Regular Adopt!
This is an Abandoned PPS adopt, so it does NOT count towards your count per month.

A little child that reminded me not just of the circus but the 20's era. And when i think of that era, i think of Fantastic beast ;3;

This will be a simple prompt comp. You may use one of the three comps below to work on...

1. Why do they, and their bear have a matching outfit?
2. What is their hobby?
3. Write a poem that represent them.

The word limit is 400ct, regardless of which one you choose. You are allowed to do 1 other comp if you like as extra, same word limit.

No other extras (written of drawing) allowed besides name meaning, gifs, coding or a song link.

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Ends on :: 3/19/2018

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Name:
Gender: (+ pronouns)
Answer a prompt: (Required, max 400 words)
1 answer extra prompt if you want: (optional)


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Tuft Tail - Uncommon trait

Username: edgy cat of DOOM
Name: Solitaire
Female ; she/her
Owned on: 3/22/2018

[milo.]

username:


milo.
name:


Juniper
gender:


female | she/her/hers
prompt | hobby:


Juniper works happily with Povas and Šarka's travelling circus, Beproti Rodyti.

All her life the girl had hunted for something to fill the void in her soul-- and it was when she had chanced upon the flashy male and his mate that things finally began to fall into place, like a puzzle that had been left unattended and revisited with eager earnest. Her head swam with excitement, a dizzying static-like buzz in her skull that had her falling forward into a world very unknown to her and yet so familiar. It stamps out the hiraeth of her heart, and what once was sadness has tumbled into a happiness she wasn't aware she could possess.

Though she lives with her new family on the road, constantly picking up and moving to put on a show elsewhere, the girl doesn't view her work as some sort of hobby like she thought she would. It's her entire life now, and she couldn't imagine doing anything else. However, the girl has taken to flower pressing. In a book bestowed upon her by The Narrator, each empty page is filled comfortably with flowers that she has picked and dried within the pages. She collects a variety of flowers, in every shade and size, from each place the troupe has visited.

With the intention of offering the book to Ugin, Juniper only picks the brightest and most beautiful flowers to press. Every flower she picks is blessed, important, and sentimental to her in a way she simply can't explain-- she will easily spend hours out in the field, when there isn't any training to be done, in order to pick her flowers. She spends even more time making sure the flowers are perfectly placed within the pages, taking special care not to rip or tear them, or bend them out of place.

[Gadgetrocks]

Username: Gadgetrocks
Name: Aserka
Gender: Female, She/Her, They/Them

Her Bear

Asurka pressed her body closer to the box, the rain was howling in her sensitive ears and the wind wasn't buffered at all by the thin cardboard walls. She grabbed Shesha, her stuffed bear and pulled her closer her to heart. She was abandoned by some humans in a box by the side of the rode, her mother was probably a domestic Viscet,who maybe had too many children, or Asurka was the runt of the litter, and no one wanted to adopt her, both were totally possible, she thought about this often, wondering, why did my mother abandon me?. She huddled closer still to the boxes wall, but that was a bad idea. The muddy dirt under the box soon gave way and she was slipping, sliding down a muddy hill. When the box still didn't stop, she lay down, hoping this was all a dream. She soon awoke to cheerful music and a person in a very showy Viscet costume looming over her. She yipped in fear, but the person grabbed her in arms and took her to a large tent. She could hear the people talking, one saying something about [/b]"She can be our mascot!"[/b] and in a blink of her eyes, they were putting her in a tiny costume. She saw them taking Shesha away from her and tried to grab Shesha back, but it was too late. Thankfully, Shesha was soon returned to her, smelling oddly floral and the same costume Asurka has on Shesha's small body. This was just the start of her new life. Asurka soon learned that she was now part of a circus, and that circus honored Viscets, hence the golden, bejeweled Viscet suit, and them calling her their mascot. Her job was fairly easy, sit on a cushion, tolerate the pets, and do some back flips. She liked this life a lot better then her old life, thats for sure, but something was still missing, a real, live friend. One night, up in the clouds a young cloud Viscetling named Raspberry heard this plea for a friend and wanted to help,she flew down to the tent in the dead of night and granted Shesha life, but little did Raspberry know of the magic she bestowed on Asurka...

Hobby...
Asurka's hobbies are using her newfound power (Making things move with her mind.) and cuddling with the newly alive Shesha. She loves the circus where she lives and

[⸙❜◌┊Ren]

Username: angeldog5133
Name: Luminista
Gender: (+ pronouns) Female, she/her
Answer a prompt: (Required, max 400 words)
1 answer extra prompt if you want: (optional)

ideas:
gypsy
bear has something to do with pshychic communications

[the folly of man]

edgy cat of DOOM
Solitaire (SOH-lee-TAYre)
Female ; she/her
prompt ; outfits
A small, brown viscling was running for her life. She had just stolen a breadstick from a restaurant, and was being chased by the manager. This would've been her first decent meal for quite a while; she deserved it, she knew she did. Her tiny paws made quiet patter noises on the cement ground as she ran. She came across a small corner, which lead to a small space between two buildings that she, and only she, would fit into. She skidded, then turned into the space. The manager of the restaurant, the viscet who was chasing her, bumped his head on the walls, failing to follow her.
"I will catch you, just you wait." he growled. Solitaire stuck her tongue out at him as he stormed away, back to his restaurant.
Solitaire sat down, and began to eat. She had forgotten how good actual food tasted, so she was very content with this meal, despite the fact it wouldn't keep her full for too long. When she finished eating, she curled up, and went to sleep.

The next day, Solitaire was running once more. She didn't want that scary viscet to find her. She ran to a different city, one that would hopefully be friendlier than the last.
She came across a traveling circus that was in town, and snuck in to watch. The whole thing was just mind-blowing to her, especially the way the acrobatics moved. She loved it.
After the show, she decided to look around a bit. She saw an older viscet playing music, with a hat in front of them. Someone passed by, and tossed some money into the hat. Solitaire got inspired.
She would put on entertainment, and get currency in return. She wouldn't be poor anymore.

After a while, she finally had enough to go buy something. Solitaire was really lonely, and she needed a friend. Could she buy one? Maybe. She tried to get an animal companion, but they wouldn't let her. They re-directed her to a toy store, where she fell in love. A beautiful brown bear plush, wearing a feather hat and neck frill. Solitaire decided to buy it. She ended up with a bit too strong of a bond with the bear. She called it Beatrice and talked to it as if it were alive. She even bought a matching hat for herself, so they'd match.

[Kydashing]

2 more additional days added, please note the contest will offically be closed at 9pm us est on 3/20. :)

[dzo]

Username;; ~Prophecy~
Name;; Kasey
Gender;; Female ;; she/her
Prompt;;

No, I cannot get to that cookie jar,
I can reach, but not that far.
Though try and try I might
I cannot get one single bite.

No, I cannot get to that shelf to lay,
Believe me- I've struggled all day.
I have jumped on things and really high,
There is no way left for me to try.

No, I cannot unlock the closet door,
I sit too far down on the floor.
I've reached up with all my might,
But I lack the neccessary height.

A viscling like me can't do things like you,
But me being uncapable- that's untrue!
You've placed these objects out of my way,
But is that really necessary, I just wanna play.

The one that fits into small places is me,
I'm the one who can sit anywhere, you see.
I lay with room, its you who doesn't
Easy for me, for you it wasn't

We can't always do what others do,
Yeah, thats certainly true

[Kydashing]

Closed~

[Kydashing]

edgy cat of DOOM
Solitaire (SOH-lee-TAYre)
Female ; she/her
prompt ; outfits
A small, brown viscling was running for her life. She had just stolen a breadstick from a restaurant, and was being chased by the manager. This would've been her first decent meal for quite a while; she deserved it, she knew she did. Her tiny paws made quiet patter noises on the cement ground as she ran. She came across a small corner, which lead to a small space between two buildings that she, and only she, would fit into. She skidded, then turned into the space. The manager of the restaurant, the viscet who was chasing her, bumped his head on the walls, failing to follow her.
"I will catch you, just you wait." he growled. Solitaire stuck her tongue out at him as he stormed away, back to his restaurant.
Solitaire sat down, and began to eat. She had forgotten how good actual food tasted, so she was very content with this meal, despite the fact it wouldn't keep her full for too long. When she finished eating, she curled up, and went to sleep.

The next day, Solitaire was running once more. She didn't want that scary viscet to find her. She ran to a different city, one that would hopefully be friendlier than the last.
She came across a traveling circus that was in town, and snuck in to watch. The whole thing was just mind-blowing to her, especially the way the acrobatics moved. She loved it.
After the show, she decided to look around a bit. She saw an older viscet playing music, with a hat in front of them. Someone passed by, and tossed some money into the hat. Solitaire got inspired.
She would put on entertainment, and get currency in return. She wouldn't be poor anymore.

After a while, she finally had enough to go buy something. Solitaire was really lonely, and she needed a friend. Could she buy one? Maybe. She tried to get an animal companion, but they wouldn't let her. They re-directed her to a toy store, where she fell in love. A beautiful brown bear plush, wearing a feather hat and neck frill. Solitaire decided to buy it. She ended up with a bit too strong of a bond with the bear. She called it Beatrice and talked to it as if it were alive. She even bought a matching hat for herself, so they'd match.

This story had me almost in tears. I could somehow feel and understand her...regardless of such a small story. Please, i want more~
I hope you love and care for her, i must learn more!

Gadgetrocks and milo. recieve 1 stub each for their equally awesome stories~

~Prophecy~ will receive an honorable mention as i enjoyed the poem well~

I wish you all best of luck in your future tryouts~

[Gadgetrocks]

Thank you for the stub, and congrats on this beauty edgy!