[randomzness]

FINISHED!

WINNER - Billybobjoe123456!

Wow, this was really hard to judge! In the end it ended up being between Billybobjoe123456 and TigressJaguiar, but Billybobjoe123456 won by a hair. Thenkyou to everyone who entered i hope to see you guys in other BIB contests ^.^


Who said crows had to be dull? XD yes my crow anatomy could use some work, i dont draw them all that often Anyway, this is a FREE adoption, all you have to do is fill out the form below to the best of your ability and at the end of the designated time period the best form in my opinion wins the character ^.^ (and seeing as this is 'Bright is Better' lets see a little colour on those forms )

w/o shading:


Form:

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Username:
Character Name:
Character gender:
Where you will be using it:
Personality:
Why do you wan this character?:
Art:
Story:
Read the Thread?


Form tips:

Username: This is your username XD

Character Name: character's name

Character gender: is it a male or female?

Where you will be using it: siggi, charrie page, rp, chickensmoothie, deviant art etc

Personality: What is the charrie like? Do they get along with others? Shy? Adventurous? Tough? Witty? Sarcastic? Please put a good description in this part as it is a VERY important part of the form

Why do you wan this character?: Here i want to see why you want to win this CHARACTER. I don't want to see "Because your art is so good!" or "its nice" I want to see why you want this design as a charrie, do you really like it, is it unique? etc

Art: This is OPTIONAL though it does boost your points ;3 art can be ordered drawn, i dont mind you colouring line arts, though i would prefer you not to. Art you do yourself is the best kind, i dont care what your expeirience level is. This art section is VISUAL, if you want to do a poem or something create another segment of your form to put it in, i have no problem with poety etc, but this particular part of your form is only visual.

Story: Please put at least a couple of paragraphs, it helps to understand a character and get to know why their personality is so, or how they react to things with their personailty. It can be the story of their growing up, or their day to day life, or an exciting occurence, use your imagination

Read the Thread? Do not enter without reading the thread please


Rules:
1. Do not remove my signature from any image, do not claim designs as your own
2. Do not steal a design
3. Do not whine if you do not get one, I plan on making lots
4. You are free to name and alter small things, but remember to keep the bright colors and if it is changed drastically, let me know about it because it may change so much that I no longer want my name credited to the design!
5. Fill adoption forms out completely.
6. You may re-sell, but if you are not going to use it anymore i would recommend you give it back to me (I will try to give you some payment back) so that I can redistribute it to others.
7. Do not plagurise anybodies form or this character, the best form in my opinion will win
8. As soon as you win the character, you are free to resize the custom reference however you want, so that it may be an icon or a signature.



Contest ends January 30th 4PM AEST (Australian Eastern Standard Time)

Looking for something a little different but still want to test your creative writing skills? Check out Drizzle's contest!

Thankyou ^.^

[Junsui]

Username:
Junsui
Character Name:
Monsoon
Character gender:
Male
Where you will be using it:
On Cs, a character thread, oekaki drawings.
Personality:
Intelligent, timid, short tempered, and adventure-loving. He dreams of exploring new places, and descovering new treasures. He's always looking for jewels, and knows how to appraise them. He's a slight bit greedy, and not afraid to show off. He especially loves to show off his feathers. He is a thief, though he would never admit it, and would never steal from the citizens of Baltia. Instead, he steals from their tourists, and he loves to steal jewels.
Why do you want this character?:
I haven't gotten any of the beautiful characters of BIB yet, and I love crows. He's perfect! I simply love him. <3
Art:
May make some soon! <3
Story:
A lone raven flew over the obsidian midnight sky, gasping for breath. Life-giving breath. He had traveled for eight weeks searching for one thing: a mate. Life had been so boring at the spring where he lived with his parents, so he had decided to travel to the Baltian jungle, home of many female ravens like him. He was flying quickly over the Khuran Desert, and then he would have to fly over the Baltian sea. The journey was hard, and his rests were short, but his determination was absolute. He cawed loudly to refresh his pace. Flapping his determined wings, he sailed over the scorching, sweltering desert. Eventually he had to sail over the Baltian sea, where storms were plentiful. It was calm this summer, but he trusted nothing but himself and the fact that the sun would still rise and set. Monsoon certainly hadn't planned for his wings to fail on him, but luckily he was rescued by a pelican and carried to the Baltian jungle's beaches. There he lived the rest of his life, not searching for a mate any longer, but rather telling the story of his journey to others and teaching them it was not about the end of the journey, but the journey itself. He now lives near the beaches of the Baltian jungle, creating clay pots and sometimes selling them, and collecting jewels.
Read the Thread?
Yep. :3

[Mario]

Username:
Twilight Sparkle.
Character Name:
Rozeo
Why this Name:
I don't know why, but when I randomly thought of the name 'Rozeo' in my mind, it just seemed to fit him for me. <3
Character gender:
Male.
Where you will be using it:
If I win him, I will put him in my character website, located here. He will get art.
Personality:

Silent.

Bitter/Ice cold.

Why do you want this character?:
Rozeo... I don't know why, but his art and his beautiful colors just drew me in. I would love to own him, to take care of him.
Art:
Story:
(Key):

RED means a crow that is making/has made fun of him. Basically, whenever you see that color red, you know it's an enemy.

PURPLE means our hero.

PINK means Evangeline is talking.

Hello. I assume you're here to hear my story. Well, let me tell you right off, at first it's not a happy story. All of my life I have had to deal with crows and even different species of animals making fun of me because my feathers are not black. I cannot begin to tell you how my life was practically drowned in sadness and anger. How I was so ashamed... but then I met her... and that's how I learned that being different... isn't always a bad thing.

"What the heck is wrong with that crow?"

I flinch as the brutal words hit my ears. I hear stuff like this everyday, yet everytime it seems to hurt more and more with each remark.

"Heh, I don't know dude... but he looks like a girl with those colors!"

I silently growl. I don't look like a girl! I don't have any pink in my feathers... the only color that's close to being a girl's color is purple, and that's supposed to mean royalty!

"Shut up." I finally speak, eyes narrowed irritably.

"Aww, look's like the little girl's angry! Flee, guys! If we don't we'll get killed!" One of the sneering black crows snickered.

I glare and fly away from them, to another tree a good bit away. Since it's a dead tree, no one wants to be on it. When I land on the dead tree's branch, I see something that takes my breath away. A pure white crow with soft pink accents... she is beautiful. How come I had never seen her before? But, as I take a closer look at her... I notice something... she's crying... my heart aches to see this beautiful creature upset, so I fly onto the next dead tree branch to get a closer look at her. "P-please! Umm... don't be sad!" I stutter, making myself look like a fool. Her delicate, small head looks up, and her crystal eyes meet mine. Her soft eyes are filled with tears, and it makes my heart ache even more. She sniffs sadly, and hesitates to fly over to me. She then seems to notice my bright colors, and relaxes a bit, seeing that I am also different than the others.

Read the Thread?:
Yes. ^^

[zima.]

Username:
Zalaika

Character Name:
Inaria

Character gender:
Female

Where you will be using it:
I will proably use her for a roleplay, or just as a character. I might, possibly, even make her a speices (If you'll let me use this as lineart)

Personality:
-WIP-


Why do you want this character?:
I have never had a Crow character before. In fact, I've never had a bird character! She's also just so beautiful, and I love her colors. They remind me of a summer night......Which I love ^^ She also reminds me of the ocean.

Art:
I can't do it Sorry

Story:
-WIP-

Read the Thread?
Yes, I did. Several times. I even applied for a job there!

[randomzness]

thanks for entering everyone

[SukarettoYanagi]

NVM
ITS BEAUTIFUL! CONGRATS TO WHO EVER WINS!!

[TigressJaguiar]

This design... so beautiful... I will try my hardest for this one.

[Junsui]

The story came out better than I thought... you'll be getting definate competition from me!

[TigressJaguiar]

Username:
TigressJaguiar
Character Name:
Talira (tal-EER-uh)
Name Origin:
The name doesn't really have an origin. I put Ta and lira, along with some other letters and short letter phrases, into a random name geneartor and... Talira.
Nicname(s):
Lira (LEER-uh)
Character gender:
Female
Age:
Five Years Old (Adult)
Where you will be using her:
She will be used on my character thread and on chickensmoothie in artwork, roleplays, and stories.

Personality:
On the outside, Talira is a strong, smart, and somewhat hard individual. She is a great leader, knowning what to do and how to command others, issuing orders and other important things. She makes it clear in her behavior that she doesn't have time for friends, or love for that matter. This you can all read from Lira's expression: regarding you with an gaze as hard as rock, making it unable for you to excape until she tells you so, her beak set in a permanent frown.
But if you and Lira were set together on a deserted island, no way home, you would start to notice that her behavior is not that which you would see normally. For you see, Lira is not as hard as stone all the way soon. She has a soft spot, a sweet core. She keeps this hidden from the world because of the unkind voices, the words that damage the heart and make you hard. She is all the emotions you would think comes from somebody most innocent, most pure. She is kind, sweet, she laughes and tells jokes. It turns out that if you can breach the barriers arround the soft core inside of her, she has the most wonderful sense of humor.
But Talira has some strange things about her too. For one thing, when she sings her voice is the most beautiful thing you will ever hear. It was not the cracking caw of a normal crow, but a sweet tune, that rolls and sticks in your mind like sweet, warm honey. The notes you would think belonged to a songbird, never a crow. Lira also has another habit. She loves art. She is like a magpie about her collecting, but one difference: she doesn't collect something just because it is shiny. It could be the dullest piece of paper in the world to a magpie, but Lira would stop, flutter down and observe the piece of paper. Look for the art she always searches for. If it isn't remarkable and pickes it up and carries it to a nearby tree, so that possibly somebody else could see it. But if it is something she believes is truily beautiful, she will pick it up and carry it home, no matter how heavy it is.

Why do you want this character?:
Why do I want Talira? This will be a long one, for I have many reasons. First off is her design. So utterly beautiful. Her design seemed to just draw my attention. The detail and level of work in the marks is wonderful, and the simple, yet elligant designs just make me gasp. Another reason is I have tried out for a lovely little purple bird that managed to entrance me sitting on the thread of the pound of hope. I didn't win her, and was so heartbroken when another user managed to get her. And I want to try again. Another reason is I have no bird charries. If you were to go to my character website, you would see the "Birds" section empty.
Overall, I love everything about her. She is so perfect.

Art:
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Story:
Three Years Ago...
A young crow hopped up to the end of a branch, her little body balancing on the small peice of wood that would have cracked under any more strain. She shuffled her wings, the surprisingly bright plumage on her chest reflecting the light blue sky. "Talira! Come back to the nest!" cawed a dark-feathered crow. "Yes mother" Talira said and took one last look at the sky before heading back into the hollow that they made their home. As Lira stuck her head inside, her mother said. "Talira, you know you shouldn't be going outside. Sombody might see you and your bright..." Her mother stopped. She knew how sensetive her Talira was, anything upset her. All she tried to do was protect her from the real world, keep her innocence safe. But just then Talira started to cry. "Oh shush now, little one." Her mother said and stroked the feathers of the back of Talira's neck with her beak. "I didn't mean anything. But you have to be strong to survive in this world, honey." "Okay" wispered Lira.
2 Months Later...
A bird who's purple feathers matched the color of the dark, smoke-blotted sky stood crying over the smouldering reckage of a tree. There had been a terrible fire, one that blazed so fast that even the birds were trapped inside their hollows. Lira had managed to excape from the fire because she had been standing on the branch when the tree fell, trapping her family inside. It turns out a match had been lit and thrown carelessly into the forest, burning the bottom of the tree until it fell, its inhabitents unaware.
But now Lira's family was dead and she was all alone.
Lira heard the rustle of ash-covered wings behind her and saw a normal black crow. His left wing feathers were singed and his eye was tightly shut. "You did this." He hissed through a clenched beak. Lira stepped back like she had been stung. "That's how you had survived without a scratch, bright-crow. You did this."
Lira turned, and with tears in her eyes flew shakily away.
10 Months Later...
A Loner. An Outcast. Talira walked along the side of the river, watching the brightly colored fish swim down the stream. "At least they are like me." She sighed and looked up at the sky. It was the same color as the dark purple of her back feathers. Just then, she remembered something her mother had told her as a chick. 'But you have to be strong to survive in this world, honey.' It was only a year ago she had told her, but to Talira it seemed like a thousand. A single tear dropped from Talira's eye and was swept up by the river.
Present Day...
A strong, hard crow stood looking out at the river. The sun began to set, staning the sky blood red. "Talira!" came a voice from behind. "What?" She said harshly without turning around. The newcomer crow, Jake, shivered slightly. Everyone was slightly afraid of Talira. She was said to be rock heard and even somewhat cruel. And it was already proving to be true. "Erm... the other crows are saying some things you would like to hear... Like saying they shouldn't be lead by a bright-crow. It's like they are trying to start a rebellion or something." Jake winced, waiting for Talira to explode. When nothing came, he opened his eyes again to see Talira still watching th same part of sky. She sighed. "I knew this would happen." She said quietly. "Nobody will ever want to be lead by a bright-crow." Then she turned to Jake. "tell them they have one last chance. To stop what they are doing or face the consequences." Jake quickly nodded and flew off.
Jake returned if five hours, the full moon reflecting off the river, making it pearly white. Talira slept in her hollow, a light sleep, as she had experience with those who do not like bright-crows, when she heard a dull thump at the side of the tree. "Talira..." croaked the voice of the young crow, Jake. He was gravely wounded, his right eye clenched shut and his feathers sticking up at odd angles. "They don't like what you said..." Alarmed, Talira flapped down to the ground. From the extent of his injuries, it didn't look like he was going to live. Talira lifted him up into her hollow and set him down. "They will pay." Talira growled and set off into the night.
Read the Thread?
Yes

Hmm, seems my story is a little too dark for a BIB.

[cocoa]

Username:
Darkbraken

Character Name:
Color

Character gender:
Female

Where you will be using it:
Role-playing, my Siggie, MAYBE off-site(if it's OK with you), my desktop, and maybe as decoration for my sites.

Personality:
She's quite social and wise, and with that, kind. She does not care about how she looks or when she looks more brutal than she really is. I mean, if you look at she'll maybe slice your head off if you think about it. Yet behind her looks, she is the most caring person you could imagine. She is often quiet and stands her ground when others bully her.

Why do you want this character?:
There's a million reasons. Well, yeah know, it's nice and I love bright colors. Well, that's obvious. Although, besides that, I want the character because I love to role-play. It might not be on Chicken Smoothie, but whatever I art I get; I love to enjoy the experience to play a beautiful character, where you can look at a piece of art, no description needed. I love the colors. Colours are my LIFE, I mean, like literally. The mix of interesting bright colors make me happy. And to role-play something that makes me happy? I'll be twice as happy. Well, basically I want to win this character to enjoy the happiness. It's the same with every BiB character, almost. And birds; I love birds. I like LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to roleplay them. Imagining my character acing the skies....well, that's enough of my dreaming. You get the point, right? And also... (LOL, sorry) I've never really played a crow, only a hawk. Now I'm done. ^^

Art:
N o n e, sorry but I can't really draw online.

Story:
Colour soared the sky, her talons extending for a branch. Quickly, she alighted down. A gang of black crows sneaked up on her.
''I know you're there,''she spoke calmly.
''Pfft, here's the baby again!'' a crow joked. Colour's tail feathers twitched.
''Ha! She'll STAY an exile with those baby colors too! Hey, let's rename her Baby Colour!'' All of the crows laughed.
''You don't know me,''she replied in a silent tone.
''Oh yeah right. We know you WELL. Look, you were born and once the leader saw the colors of your feathers he exiled you from the clan and sent you to death. Magically you survived like you had super powers and came back as the lowest ranking of the flock. Changed your mind?''
The leaves of the tree rustled as they waved in the wind. The thin white clouds slowly began to darken. ''No, I have not changed my mind about you not knowing me. I have a life. I am not a messed up crow. I am more than what meets the eyes!'' she scrowled, and at that moment it began to rain; almost at her rage. The gang fled into the sky and back to the camp.
They don't know me. They never knew me. Suddenly she heard a voice.
You are ever so right, young'un. You are more than what they see... The voice was coming from her head. She looked up and pricked her ears. ...you have powers beyond your imagine.... A swirling feeling rose in her chest. Powers!
Yet it won't be that easy to use them... ''At rise of a deathly black crow a swirl of colours shall show the way out of the darkness. And that was the last she heard through the blinding rain in the small oak forest of Alppe.
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She glided the airs of Alppe, far past the forest now. Colour was traveling to the upper Kingdom, Uranik. Alppe was the lower Kingdom. As she flew, she picked up a strong scent of dead caribou. Other crows were below her as she circled the kill, and began to lighten down. Wolves were tearing at the kill, while the other crows tried to get to it before the wolves stopped eating. Un-wise. They could get there selves killed. At that moment, a wolf lashed out at a crow and bit the dark black neck, throwing the poor creature to the ground. She waited till the wolves were done and came up to have her share.
None of the crows bullied her, for they were not like the gang she encountered earlier. Colour began to think of the strange words. A dark crow? All of the crows but her were dark as the deepest shade of black. She rambled on with her thoughts and quickly finished her short meal and took off. Hopefully she wouldn't encounter a clan, for they all knew of what a outcast she was. Her strong wings flexed in the air, and the thin tree layer below her turned to a grassland, almost a desert. She still didn't know why she was heading for Uranik, she just felt that she needed to go. Feelings. Thoughts. Colors. Bullies. Why do they treat me that why, just because of my color? Why am I such a outcast. Questions, questions. It's always questions, whichever way you choose. There will be foolish crows, and wise crows. Strong and weak. Smart and stupid. And they all mistreated her. Why? Maybe that's her punishment for having ''powers''. Or maybe that's just life.


Read the Thread?[color]
[color=#FF8000]Yep. The whole thing, including rules.