Reposted, with story added. Hope someone can give me some feedback on the story bit
Pet's ID Tag: #52
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Name You'd Choose for It: Con El Vito, or Vito for short (It's title of a Spanish folk song I am learning in choir, it is talking about a boy who wants to dance with a girl, but is too shy to ask. While I'm not certain his story and personality will follow this idea, I like the concept <3)
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: When I saw this character, I thought “Oh my god, this is my perfect evil character…” I’ve been searching for the perfect design for ages now, in my own head and around CS, and I think this may have been what I have been looking for.
To be honest, the concept of being able to put my own words onto the mask kinda excited me :3 I have written a few poems and a song before, and I think on may fit perfectly with the design. I think it will make this character that much more special to me... If not, I believe I will write a bit of the song he is named after upon it.
And, of course, I have the classic excuse. I have wayyyyy too many wolf characters, and I need a change of pace. I believe he will be able to do just that
Piece of History: (as told by Vito)
In the shadows, I am hiding,
In the darkness I am sighing...
Con el vito, vito, vito...
Con el vito, vito, va...
In the shadows, I am hiding,
In the darkness I am sighing...
Con el vito, vito, vito...
Con el vito, vito, va...
"Hello there, youngling. I trust that you wish to know a bit about me, no? Of course you do. Everyone is fascinated by me for some reason or another, which reasoning I can never find out. I suppose I shall start with Eight. She was the downfall of my life, although I cannot say it was a bad moment when it happened."
"I believe it was the year 1896, on All Hallows Eve. I had recently taken to slaughtering certain evil humans, which, even according to their Satan-like deeds, is against the law. I had been placed in jail just a day or so before, and I didn't even had a cell mate to show me around. Of course, I didn't need it, but it was always nice to earn a reputation there quickly, so as not to get into more trouble."
"All Hallows Eve came around, and it seems that this prison house was kind enough to allow a celebration for the inmates. There was to be a grand feast, and a bonfire, along with dancing... All the inmates looked forward to it, and were surprisingly good in the days leading up to it. Finally, the day arrived. Some people had spent hours slaving over decorations, and the yard in the back of the prison had been transformed. All we had to do was wait for dark..."
"The bonfire was lit as soon as the sun slipped past the horizon, and the celebration started. Everyone was having a grand time... Soon, the dancing came around. Music began to play, haunting melodies filling the yard as bodies whittled through the space, silhouettes in front of the great blaze. I danced myself a bit, but i was clumzy, and made a fool of myself. The band began a new song soon after I left the dance floor, and the dance space cleared quickly, making a circle around one shadow. There was a girl dancing there, or perhaps it was a woman; she seemed ageless. She had fur red like the blood the flows in each body around me, and staining her cheeks were bright green trails, which in the firelight sparkled as the light reflected off the surface. She truly was a different kind of person, the kind you knew was so happy, and yet so sad..."
"Her dancing was stunning, and while she herself was not beautiful in the common sense, she was beautiful in so many other ways. I wanted desperately to dance with her, but of course, I feared that she would leave me in the dust, for I was nowhere near worthy of her. So I simply stood there, watching from the shadows as she twirled around in the firelight..."
"I can see that you are getting anxious, so I shall cut my tale short. I later summed up the courage to speak to her, and only then did I discover who she was. She had lived at the prison her entire life, since she had been abandoned by her mother there. Her name was Criminal #871997, but she was simply called Eight by everyone there. We slowly became friends, and after that, well... The rest is history."
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Signed: Tabuu Elizabeth Provine
Proof of... permission? It simply stated to send the forum to them
Image of pet
Name You'd Choose for It: Con El Vito, or Vito for short (It's title of a Spanish folk song I am learning in choir, it is talking about a boy who wants to dance with a girl, but is too shy to ask. While I'm not certain his story and personality will follow this idea, I like the concept <3)
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: When I saw this character, I thought “Oh my god, this is my perfect evil character…” I’ve been searching for the perfect design for ages now, in my own head and around CS, and I think this may have been what I have been looking for.
To be honest, the concept of being able to put my own words onto the mask kinda excited me :3 I have written a few poems and a song before, and I think on may fit perfectly with the design. I think it will make this character that much more special to me... If not, I believe I will write a bit of the song he is named after upon it.
And, of course, I have the classic excuse. I have wayyyyy too many wolf characters, and I need a change of pace. I believe he will be able to do just that
Piece of History: (as told by Vito)
In the shadows, I am hiding,
In the darkness I am sighing...
Con el vito, vito, vito...
Con el vito, vito, va...
In the shadows, I am hiding,
In the darkness I am sighing...
Con el vito, vito, vito...
Con el vito, vito, va...
"Hello there, youngling. I trust that you wish to know a bit about me, no? Of course you do. Everyone is fascinated by me for some reason or another, which reasoning I can never find out. I suppose I shall start with Eight. She was the downfall of my life, although I cannot say it was a bad moment when it happened."
"I believe it was the year 1896, on All Hallows Eve. I had recently taken to slaughtering certain evil humans, which, even according to their Satan-like deeds, is against the law. I had been placed in jail just a day or so before, and I didn't even had a cell mate to show me around. Of course, I didn't need it, but it was always nice to earn a reputation there quickly, so as not to get into more trouble."
"All Hallows Eve came around, and it seems that this prison house was kind enough to allow a celebration for the inmates. There was to be a grand feast, and a bonfire, along with dancing... All the inmates looked forward to it, and were surprisingly good in the days leading up to it. Finally, the day arrived. Some people had spent hours slaving over decorations, and the yard in the back of the prison had been transformed. All we had to do was wait for dark..."
"The bonfire was lit as soon as the sun slipped past the horizon, and the celebration started. Everyone was having a grand time... Soon, the dancing came around. Music began to play, haunting melodies filling the yard as bodies whittled through the space, silhouettes in front of the great blaze. I danced myself a bit, but i was clumzy, and made a fool of myself. The band began a new song soon after I left the dance floor, and the dance space cleared quickly, making a circle around one shadow. There was a girl dancing there, or perhaps it was a woman; she seemed ageless. She had fur red like the blood the flows in each body around me, and staining her cheeks were bright green trails, which in the firelight sparkled as the light reflected off the surface. She truly was a different kind of person, the kind you knew was so happy, and yet so sad..."
"Her dancing was stunning, and while she herself was not beautiful in the common sense, she was beautiful in so many other ways. I wanted desperately to dance with her, but of course, I feared that she would leave me in the dust, for I was nowhere near worthy of her. So I simply stood there, watching from the shadows as she twirled around in the firelight..."
"I can see that you are getting anxious, so I shall cut my tale short. I later summed up the courage to speak to her, and only then did I discover who she was. She had lived at the prison her entire life, since she had been abandoned by her mother there. Her name was Criminal #871997, but she was simply called Eight by everyone there. We slowly became friends, and after that, well... The rest is history."
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Signed: Tabuu Elizabeth Provine
Proof of... permission? It simply stated to send the forum to them
