~ : Sirree a d o p t i o n s: ~ New Artist + Batch up!

[Not me nope]

Not really 8D

probably around 25th. 83

[Saeli]

Oh i better finish my form by then then x3.

[Not me nope]

Opps I seem to have made a mistake, I am away that day. Wait, I'm not. I'm away on the 26th, so I should have judging and everything done by the 25th 8D

[HappyPuppy]

Ahhh! I need to finish mine, but I need to think of something. I have had Writers' Block recently and I can't seem to get out of it DX I'll try to finish when I can :3

[Saeli]

Actually I'm having troubles.. I can't decide if I want Orin more or Sebastion x.x I realized my stories for them were gonna be exactly the same and I switched halfway through making my form x3.

[morris.]

Like a sunrise, his colors match.

His colors Purple, white, and orange.

He fades in the night, but reassures you with

brightness of morning.

Who is he?

Who is he?

None other than the Sky.

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Replacing darkness with beauty,

and replacing beauty with darkness.

Some would say he is two faced.

Other say he is reassuring, like a mother.

When in doubt look up.

When in sorrow look down.

He's everywhere.

From the sky, to the reflecting Oceans.

He is everyone's.

He is Sky.

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Purple, Orange, and White.

The colors stretch arcross the sky.

Such a small detail.

So small.

Some admire it.

Some ignore it.

Sunrise.

Sunset.

A picture waiting to be taken.

Stop to look awhile,

its the small things in life we charish most.

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Hes weak.

Hes weak they said.

They'd ignore him.

They'd abandoned him.

He was truly different.

Quiet like a star.

But he had never burst.

Not until the proded him.

They proded him.

Soon enough he exploded, with such power.

They'd never think of him so weak again.

He was king.

He was king.

Until he fell with the emboss of the moon.

He was the sun.

Double faced with darkness and light.

He is the sky.

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Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ;;
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Maroon

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Nᴀᴍᴇ;;
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Solaris

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Greek

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Of The Sun

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Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ Oғ Hᴏᴜsᴇ;;
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2

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Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;;
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Male

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Pᴇᴀʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ;;
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Quiet
He doesn't talk much. He's just there. Some would say it's very odd, but he often just looks and points out or tries to use gestures. He doesn't really like usuing his voice, unless needed, which is rare.
Clingy
He's never really know much people. Maybe begause of his reluctant attitude to even step near a human, or even a fellow Sirree. But when he does, he doesn't leave your side. Its loyal, yes, but he wont let you leave.
Strong
Most do underestimate Solaris. They call him weak, and a waiste of time. Little know of his strangth, his more off a bomb waiting to be lit or dropped. Anger him, and hes bown to explode.
Loving
His appearence says it all. Hes much like the sky, and how its always cradling us. He is awfully great with childeren, and like most is wating for that special someone to become his mate, who he will love for how much longer he will live.
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Lɪᴋᴇs;;
Walks
Solaris enjoys walks, mostly when its cool outside and the sun is just barely setting. It has become a tradition for him to walk either at night, dusk, or dawn.
Sunsets
Some may say this sounds just a bit on the cheesey side, but this Sirree visits the same hill every night to see a glimpse of one of the last beautiful sights left on earth.
Calm Colors
These "calm colors" consist of blues, reds, and occasionally greens. But usually the blues and reds. He isn't a "colorful" kind of person, ie, rainbows and such.
Shooting Stars
Occasionally on his nightly walks, Solaris sees a few falling stars. Whenever he sees one, he usually preys for he believes with every fallen star a life is taken. Though its a very sad moment he still admires the beauty of what the life once was.
Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs;;
Separation
Solaris hates the fact that the small detail of race has separeted the humans from the Sirree. Occassionally he wish the humans could understand. Some care to listen, but others refuse.
Goodbyes
No one with such a heart can take Goodbyes easy. Solaris has always been this way, and he will never learn to accept it, never.

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Oᴛʜᴇʀ;;
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Not really. Just the small detail that Solaris is a Lover, not a Fighter. He joins sides with both humen and Sirree. Most find him odd, ad decline his help. So basically he is an outcast, and hopes to become a part of some kind of group, a group that will accept him and his ways.

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Bᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ;;
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Coldness wrapped around the male Sirree budled in his small cave. It wasn't home. It would never be. It was just another stop. Another stop to what? He would often ask himself. He honestly had nowhere to go. The wings of Solaris wrapped around his body wich was growing colder and colder. His lips struggled to stay closed. "Nonsense," The words sowly slipped out from his stampering lips. "What am I going to do?" He looked up at the roof of the cave and closed his eyes and tried to sleep again. It had been close to three days since the banishment from his group. Why you ask he was banished? A simple fued. a tiny little argument between the humans and sirree broke into a growing battle. Who was Solaris to be blamed? He stoped it. He stood up to his leader with angry emty eyes. HIs fater he stood up to with those eyes. It had to be hard for his own dad to declare such harsh punishment. Solaris wouldn't go back, it was slowly forming to a large grudge of pride. For now, poor Solaris would continue to walk and hope for something.

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Sun light flooded into the temporary home of Solaris. A cold night replaced with warm day. His wings stretched wide as he crawled out of the hole of a den. A small flower gre beside the rocks, but dirt stretched out far, with an ocassional pine or oak tree. He was in the last of a once large evergreen forest. Human scent filled his nose somewhere close by. Had he ventured close to a city? Then he had remebered. Wales. His eyes grew black with somewhat fear, but was soon relieved to find no where close to his small den. Maybe if he'd wander to the city, they'd help him in his complicated situation. For Solaris, it was a risk he had to take.

[Irios Atelis]

Agh Maroon your form is so good even though it's still a WIP!
*Dies*

[Not me nope]

</3 Nix cx

[Irios Atelis]

Today is judging day! *bounces around*

[Not me nope]

Yep 83 Some may not be given out x3]
(Trust me, I think they all are from scamming the forms)
It will be Judged 2pm GMT or 10am EST