~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[Teeze]

That's a bummer! Space looks like so much fun when it's all colorful.
Just curious, how is it we can still tell that Mars is red when we look through a telescope?

Our cone cells can't see dim light so I would imagine that Mars and some of the other planets are close enough and bright enough for our cone cells to still pick them up. That's my guess anyway. The rest or the planets and things in the solar system (like Titan as June Bug mentioned) might also be close enough for scientists to be able to either see or get pictures of them without using Hubble which might allow them to see some color. And I'm pretty sure some of the images are also taken from probes sent to the other planets. I think they just guess at the color of a lot of the stuff that is farther away though.

Pepper is beautiful by the way.

[zacherie]

Oh no, competition! -gets jittery-


Goennec Pen #:
5

Name:
Edmund Hamilton
(usually just called Edmund)

Why do you want this goennec?:

Edmund is just...amazing! He looks so...vintage and antique. I had a personality in mind, and he fits the description so perfectly, I can't restrain myself! His beautiful design just makes me go...blank. I can't describe how beautiful he is. He reminds me of the olden days (no, I'm not old. I'm referring to old movies and old stuff). I can just imagine him acting all formal and stuff (hence the name...Edmund Hamilton). I can seriously imagine him talking in a British accent. He's so vintage, it's awesome! Now I can't stop using the word "vintage." Usage of the word "vintage" aside, in one word, he is just perfect.

How would you use this character?:

Edmund would be in my character thread, along with Andromeda. He would also be a subject of my random doodles, and he would be cherished and loved. If I could, I'd use him as an RP figure, but alas, I cannot. I shall resort to writing a lil' somethin' for him. Writing lil' somethin's are nice... I think stories develop characters better.
But mark my words, he shall be loved. A lot.

Define your Goennec:

General Info

Gender: Male
Height: 2'3"
Age: 13
Tier: Soldier

Personality

Edmund is a rather formal geonnec. He is clean and tidy, calm, and practices good manners (although still reasonably proud). He will never interrupt one while speaking, he will always say "please" and "thank you", and he'll always speak with proper grammar. You will never hear him say, "Hey, what's up?" He just isn't the kind. So sadly, he comes off as unaffectionate and stoic. And the fact his eyes are blood-red doesn't help.

He is also a clean freak. He will refuse to go near mud, dust, or anything with slime all over it. The only time he will is when he cleans up an area. He'll use his long tail to brush dust away, sweep away twigs and pebbles, and if given the chance, he will polish rocks. And he does this all before and after eating.

He also loves to learn and has a knack for learning. Especially physics. Even he doesn't know why he loves physics. He just does. He wants to know why things move, how they move, and what are the forces that make things fall down, slow down, and eventually stop. He loves to observe goennecs to find out how they move and act in different surroundings.

Edmund is also a bit shy and soft-spoken. He will try to avoid conversations unless it is mandatory, out of good manners, or neccessary for his cleaning endeavors. Even though he is a soldier, he will try to avoid conflicts unless neccessary. You have to push him to get him to do something drastic. However, he is brave; he just didn't need to be brave.
Yet.

Many don't know this but he can actually feel affection for someone (since he is known to be "unaffectionate" and "stoic"). He did so once, but it ended in despair. So he started to distrust love, and started to doubt if it can really bring happiness. He actually started to find love again though...

Likes

British accents ~ Edmund thinks a British accent will make him sound smarter. His imitation is still a bit rusty, but he's still working on it. It is getting noticably better.

Eloquence ~ He loves to speak with flair. He was born in a herd that stressed good manners, right? So it naturally stresses eloquence to gain the respect of other goennecs. But he actually likes to speak with eloquence just because of the way words roll off his tounge and how lovely it sounds overall.

Impeccable manners ~ He appreciates good manners, mostly because he was brought up in a community where they stressed manners heavily. He thinks it's a hood habit to get into (take it from him; he's been down that road).

Impeccable grammar ~ He also appreciates good grammar, even though his grammar isn't impeccable (still minds his grammar). He never understood the reason why some goennecs try to sound "cuter." To him, it just sounds stupid and annoying. Edmund never says this out loud though. Good manners, right?

Physics ~ He is simply obsessed with physics. How things move just facinates him while half the other geonnecs get bored after 3 seconds. He will often times stare at a geonnec for hours to observe how they move. And it gets kind of creepy.

Rhyme and rhythm ~ Edmund loves rhyme and rhythm. But he doesn't call it poetry... But still, he loves how the words roll off his tounge when using rhyme and rhythm. He can't rhyme very well, even though he loves it. He will try to compose poems for fun. But it's usually in free verse, and he always kicks himself in the rear for his inability to rhyme. He did compose a few with some rhyme. He's proud of those, but he doesn't share them...

Dislikes

Messy places ~ Every day, his herd makes a mess of the field, and it drives him nuts. He cannot seem to eat before cleaning up his eating area. He thinks everything that has not been cleaned by him looks like a pigsty. And in his eyes, it does look like a pigsty.

Horrible grammar ~ It bugs him greatly. He just doesn't think it's very intelligent speak without good grammar. He considers it a trait of ignorance. When he hears someone misusing language, he goes nuts. He calls it "a cacophony of impudent and rude kids."

Being dishonored ~ Edmund doesn't enjoy being dishonored. And in front of other goennecs at that. He used to live in another herd before ending up in his current herd. He was always dishonored in front of his other herdmates and he was ridiculed for not being "proper" enough.
And his current herd tells him he's always "too proper."

Being misunderstood ~ He does not like being misunderstood. He doesn't mean harm, but when he says something, sometimes it doesn't come out right and people scorn him later on just because of that one incident. That's happened to him once, and it cost him his life with his original herd and that one special goennec.

History

When I was a kid, everything was neat and prim. No messy pigstys, no messy fields. Everything was spot-clean.

So, I grew up in an enviornment in which everything was organized. However, it was too organized for even my liking, and I am very tidy. Everyday, our Prime would wake us up and do a roll call. We would all line up from youngest to oldest. We tired of this practice, but our Prime would not tolerate any whining. Then, it was the cleaning of the fields, breakfast, and our lessons of conduct with the elders. Me and my friends tried our hardest to listen, but our minds drifted off to far-away lands. The elders scorned us and chastized us for such rude behavior. We still practiced what we learned, and I came to appreciate it enough.

Then it would be another cleaning of the fields, lunch, and some more conduct lessons. After being chastized some more, we had yet another cleaning and then ate supper. After supper were free time, showers, and getting ready to sleep.

So this vicious cycle of life had been routine for me until...one day.

Me and my friends woke up. We just woke up. No wake-up calls, no roll calls...nothing. We were surprised, and so we walked over to where our Prime usually slept. We jumped at the sight. A pool of blood surrounded him, his eyes were bulging out. He had scars all over him, and he lay in a sprawled manner. Some parts of him were ripped off, so we figured someone killed him to eat him. Whatever happened at night, he was dead. So we gently woke up everyone and informed them of this sad news.

The whole herd went into a pandemonium. Some were bawling, others were shocked, some just stood there with their jaw open, and some just stared at the Prime's body. Then the Prince came up and said in a booming voice, "The Prime is dead. For what cause, we do not know. But he is dead, and we shall give him a proper burying and tribute. From then on, life goes back to normal." He looked at all of us. "Are we clear?" he asked.

We nodded. "Yes...Prime," we muttered.

Then there was a long ceremony, tributes to our late Prime, and a burial service. Then we had some food. Before we ate, everyone had to say a little memorial to our late Prime. Good manners, right?

It was my turn. I thought for a while. Then, I spoke.

"I'm happy that he passed away."

A huge debate issued over my statement. Many voices were rising, but I did not care. A mixture of pain, grief, and regret flooded over me. I wanted to tell them that I did not mean it in that way, but no one would care. I glanced over at my parents. They shot me a cold, menacing look and shook their heads disapprovingly. I cringed at their reply. They did not even seem to be filled with sorrow - only condemnation. The Prime jumped onto a rock and shouted at us.

"Goennecs, we have witnessed the saying of a horrifying remark against our late Prime. Let us hold an emergency trial." As soon as our Prime said that, everyone huddled around me with me right in the middle. The Prime strode to my side with a deathly grin on his face...but why?

"All in favor of the banishment of Edmund Hamilton, say 'Yea.' All in the favor of mercy say 'Nay.'" Silence. Then a yea. Then some more yea's. Then a chorus. The Prime sneered at me and laughed.

"Yea," he whispered, striding towards me. He flicked his tail and walked over to my...my special goennec. She looked at me with mournful eyes, but she looked away. A tear stained her face.

My parents walked me over to another herd not too far from us. As I thought of the scene today, I wondered why he strode to...her. But then it hit me.

My first siv.
~ ~ ~
It was my first siv. I wasn't trying to build up my harem, but I was just looking...for love. Then I found her. I did not care about how she looked, but her personality drew me in. Her laugh...her smile...the way she laughed when I was being clumsy... She was the one. But, our Prince - well, our Prime now - had his eyes set on her too. He tried to convince her that I was not the one, and that I was inferior. But she was loyal to me, and I rejoiced when that happened.
But now...there's no choice. I have to leave now.

The more I thought about it, the more I resented love. I resented how it was unforgiving, and how it gives me unneccessary pain. I tried to forget the pain. The hate. It drove me insane, not being able to put it to words.

But then I knew.
Rhyme and rhythm. I composed a few, but...they did not rhyme. This made me angry, and it made me feel like bursting into a rage.
Then...the perfect piece. It truely described how I felt. I composed it. All by myself. No, it does not rhyme much and no, you cannot see it. Not yet.

Right when I composed my masterpiece, I arrived at the herd I was supposed to be "banished" into. My parents snorted and left. No words. They just left. The Prime graciously welcomed me into the herd.

"Welcome," he said. "Although you have disgraced your herd, you may have another chance here. Feel free to wander around and observe our herd." His voice made me feel comfortable. It made me smile... It did not make me frown, like the Prime I used to be under. I looked at the Prime and nodded.

"Thank you for taking me in," I replied. Then I wandered around the bustling herd. I observed their habits, their nature... I felt very out of place though.

The kids were playing. They were not being taught manners, yet they seemed more docile and better in their own little way. They seemed like they were having...fun. Unlike the kids in my original herd, where no one seemed to have fun. In fact, even the adults were having fun playing with the kids. They ran together, played together...in one, big family. And the elders were so carefree and lovely. They were not strict like in my original herd; they were wise, but not in a...snobbish way, for the lack of a better word. And the Prime...he was wise and thoughtful. He did not bellow and shout, yet he raised respect for the others. And the Prince? He was courteous and fair, not bossy and demanding like in my original herd. And right then, I decided that I would like this herd. I decided that they were nice. Sure, as I looked at their field, it was messy and disorganized. Sure it smelled like a pigsty. Sure they never clean it. But their personalities? Their nature? It was perfect. I loved them.
~ ~ ~
Two years went by, and I was fitting in perfectly. Well, almost. My herd thought that my imitation of a British accent was entertaining, and my manners a bit too overdone. But otherwise, they loved me and I loved them. Not true love, but still family love. I forgot how love felt like, and how love hurt.

Then one day, we stumbled upon a kid about one year younger than me. She claimed her name was Andromeda. She was frail at the time, and she seemed traumatized. Our generous Prime took her in and put her in the kid tier. I was in it myself, and I observed her...very carefully. The female kids of our herd taunted her, and made her cry. I wanted to help, but I was afraid.
Afraid of what?
To fall for her.

Later on, she grew a bit crazy, and more out-spoken. I don't know what came over her, but she became very outspoken. She would come talk to me, and I tried to shy away from conversations, but I started talking to her in the end. I talked about my interests, and she told me hers. We would take turns learning about each other's interests. I told her about physics, and she told me about the constellations. Then, we told each other our stories. We came from different backgrounds...but I believed I could connect with her in some odd way. And it made me feel happy.

Because I found her again.

Now that poem I promised to show you...probably doesn't count as one...

Love.
It is such a spiteful little thing.
It grows everso slightly,
And blooms into a rose.
You think you've seen a miracle,
You think the world has ended;
But boy,
It's just the beginning of your demise.

Love.
It is such a devious little thing.
It lives on your illusions,
And feeds on your ignorance.
You think everything is true,
You think it truely cares;
But boy,
It never cared about your pain.

Love.
It is such a huge burden.
It is a weight that you can't lift,
And a chain that you can't break.
You think it is a blessing,
You think you are set free;
But boy,
It will rip your soul away.

[June Bug]

Oh no, not again! Well, congrats Wibeke on getting Fin.
Kam, I have question. Does our form have to be finished to get a Goennec? I always have wild ideas for long stories, but I havne't gotten a Goennec. Yet, I've never finished a story when making a form. Is that why?

No, they don't have to be finished. When dealing with two forms that both have stories, I mostly look to see which one is most relevant to and revealing of the character regardless of which one is or isn't finished.

[paola .]

“Like a moth to a flame we become helpless to the beautiful ghosts that true love sheds”

Pen 1


Naturally Colored
No Abnormalities

: Ɱzʋяι :

: General Information :

: Pen # :

1

: Name :

Mzuri

: Name Meaning :

good, beautiful, fine, and/or pleasing

: Where it came from :

Swahili

: Gender :

Female

: Height :

2' 1"

: Mzuri's Life :

: Personality

: History :

: Dislikes :

: Likes :

: Why I Want Her :

: How I would Use Her :


Major WiP :3

[wibeke]

Thank you so much for Finn. <333
And the new goeys look amazing, I absolutely love the colors and the patterns. Especially Gypsy. x3

[Lady Masquerade]

~Ƥɛииʏ~

♦

~Ƭακιиɢ ιт Ғяσм тнɛ Ƭσρ~

~Ƥɛи Иʋмвɛя~

1

~Иαмɛ~

Lucky Penny

~Иιcκиαмɛ~

Penny

~Ǥɛи∂ɛя~

Female

~Ħɛιɢнт~

2'1''

~Δρρɛяαиcɛ~

Penny is a skinny Goennec of short height, so most Goennecs are a lot taller then her. She has a ash colored mane of average length, and a short bobbed tail. Penny also has chocolate colored hooves and horns, and a pale body with a silver nose. I would describe her as a mountain on fire, in a way. The chocolate horns and hooves would be the bottom and tip of the mountain. The pale body shows that the forest on the mountain is not lush, it is bare. The darker flecks and stripes on her seem like they are trees, and the orange parts of her seem like fire. Like the mountain is on fire, and all the trees are burned. Her dark tail and arms would be the ashes from the fire, a dark crisp color. Not to mention her beautiful orange eyes, they seem to be the heart of the flickering flames.

♦

~Ɖɛɛρ Ɩитσ Ƴσʋя Ƨσʋℓ~

~Ƥɛяƨσиαℓιтʏ~

Penny is a very shy and quiet Goennec, even though she is the daughter of the wise and very strong Prime. In general there isnt' really anything for Penny to scared or afraid of. She just is quiet. She is not mute, yet it would seem like that sometimes.

Though shy and quiet, she doesn't overact with these traits. She isn't fidgety or scared of everything that touches her. She just doesn't want to speak her mind or thoughts as clearly as others. Penny doesn't feel worried by this either, because she is the Prime's daughter, and knows that everyone will not judge her, and respect her. Penny is happy with her lfie now, and doesn't feel any need to change the way she is. She's happy with being shy. It doesn't draw a whole bunch of attention, and keeps her at a nice level.

Penny may be shy and quiet, but there is no shortage when it comes to being mature. Penny is constantly trying to please her parents and show that she is a good example of a proper Goennec. She doesn't eat like a pig, and never holds her head up high enough for others to think she is a snob. Being a Daddy's girl, she constantly does what it asked of him, and loves to make him proud.

~˩ικɛƨ~

Fire~
Moths~
Peace~
Quiet~
Wide, open spaces~

~Ɖιƨℓικɛƨ~

Fighting~
Water~
Loud Noises~

~Ғαмιℓʏ~

None At the Moment

♦

~Ƭɛℓℓ Ʋƨ Ƴσʋя Ƨтσяʏ~

The sky was a light pink, with a mix of amber and gold. White puffy clouds drifted along it, and the orange sun allowed it's rays to rest upon a small patch of trees. Small purple flowers rested along the trunks of the trees, swaying in the morning breeze. The grass was covered in dew, and the birds were eating along the wet soil. The day seemed ordinary, like any other day. No one knew that this day would be one of the worst.

~

A male stepped out of his den and into the clearing, smiling at the cool air that hit him. "Today is nice. The dry season is comming soon, but when you look at today, it seems otherwise." He murmured, pricking his ears at the sound of hoove beats. At the turn of his head, his herdmates could be seen leaving their dens.

It was a small herd that only consisted of nine members, yet, they were a very happy herd. There was Sol, the Prime. Amber, his current mate. Zane, the Prince. And then there was Click, Klink, Juinper, Miles, Fiona, and finally, Sol's daughter Penny.

Penny was shy and quieter then most, but she was lovely to have around. Such a joy to Sol. He could never go a day without seeing her, and she was the reason he smiled and could go on leading this small herd. She was the one who made him laugh, and allowed him to see the joy in everything.

~

"Daddy, today is pretty, do you think so? The colors are beautiful, but I am uneasy. Something seems wrong." Penny murmured quietly as she walked up to Sol, honey colored eyes looking up at the salmon pink sky. Her father nodded, looking down at his smart daughter. She was ready to gain a better rank in the herd, but yet, her mother said she needed a bit more time.

"Yes, Penny. You are right. Something is odd about today. But do not worry, everything will be alright. We musn't worry the herd, we must keep quiet. Alright?" He questioned, and his daughter nodded. Of course she would keep quiet. That is what Penny did best. She would not tell anyone, Sol was thankful for that.

~

Day turned to night, and soon the moon was high and glowing. The stars were an ivory color, twinkling and shining more every moment. But it wasn't like this for long. Soon, black clouds covered up the moon, causing the night to be blacker then coal. So dark you couldn't even see your paws.

~Ɯнʏ Ɩ Ɯαит Ħɛя~

There are many reasons on why I want Penny, but the most prominant of these reasons would be that I love the species, and I can see so many ideas popping into my head when I look at Penny.

I have been hanging around here since page 31, which was a while ago. I'm glad to say I've gotten to watch this place grow, and I'm glad to say I've grown as well. Your art and ideas are amazing, and the designs here are just amazing. I've always wanted a Goennec, and I've noticed that I seem to go a bit over the top when I try out for them. This round I am going to keep things simple and short, and with much hope, I know Penny can be mine.

When I look at Goennec's I get a small connection with a lot of them. Yet, the connection I feel with Penny is so much more greater then others. When I look at her, I see simple little scenes and poems form into my head. Simple, yet beautiful. I want Penny because I know that if I get her, she will not collect dust. She will get her own thread, because once I get a Goennec I know I wont stop at one, and I'll keep going until I have a perfect nice herd. I know Penny is a perfect match for me. I will shower her in much art and love, and she will never be forgotten.

I will not say that if I dont want her, I'll return her. This is because I know I'll always love and want her, and there will never be a moment where the thought of returning her crosses my mind. Never.

~Ɯнαт Ɩ'ℓℓ ∂σ ιғ Ɩ Ħαʌɛ Ħɛя~

I think I might have expressed some of this in the paragraphs above, but I have no problem repeating a tiny bit, and then of course, adding more. :3 I'm going to work hard to get Penny, so I dont mind any of this stuff.

If I get Penny, one of the first things I'll do is make her a character thread. Her own. It'll be a thread for all my Goennec's and Arbex's, since I already have three of those. She will have a special place in my herd, and will never be forgotten. Plus, she'd be my first Goennec, so Penny would have a huge place in my heart.

Another thing I would do is shower her in art. I have many good pets, so I dont mind trading them away so I can get art of Penny. Being a Goennec, she is not a wolf or cat, so I am perfectly fine with giving people more pets so I can have a nice custom picture of her. I bet you a hundred dollars that you'll see art of her in my siggy or an avatar of her.

I know I will do many things with Penny if I get her, but I dont want to go overboard, so I'll stop at the end of this paragraph. If I get Penny, you bet everything that I will join the roleplay. I love to roleplay and love the idea of acting out beloved characters. So if Penny becomes mine, she will have a spot in that roleplay, and I'll always post there.

[Junsui]

Can't wait for the astro-Goeys. Galaxies. That would make my day. Or black holes. Or quasars. Or.... anything. <3
Comets. That would be epic too. ;`) I don't shut up, do I?
I'd like to see them while you make them, if I can request a Join Me link. <3
Great job on these ones, Kam.

xD I had you down as Jun. Which I always said in a way that rhymed with "Hun". 'Cause we're getting down to business to defeat them. /Mulan

xD Yeah, it's pronounced "June-sea".
I guess it doesn't matter, when it's just written in shorthand. :3

[Tammanae]

Lady Masquerade, I understand that you enjoy making your form different from the default form that has been set up, but please remember that every section of the original form must be present in yours regardless of what you add.

[nowi]

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher. - William Wordsworth

Goennec Pen #: 4

Name: Gypsy
Gender: Female

Why do you want this goennec?: At first, I wasn't sure I liked the short-maned Goennec, but Gypsy stole my heart away. Her colors and pattern work together so well, and she is simply gorgeous. I didn't think I'd be entering this round, because I've lost so much, and I wasn't sure I'd ever win, but as soon as I saw Gypsy, I knew I had to at least try again. Those soft colors and that light purple is gorgeous. And what's more, she even has four paws, instead of two of each. I'm not entirely sure why, but I love that. Very much.
Just overall, Gypsy is lovely and gorgeous, and it would make me extremely happy to have her as my very first Goennec.

How would you use this character?:
If I were to win Gypsy, she would be spoiled silly. I would order lots of art of her, as well as write some stories (since I need to improve in both of those fields. In addition, if I had the time, she would definitely go into the roleplay, at least for a little bit, since I would like more experience roleplaying, and Gypsy would be the perfect way to do it.

Define your Goennec:
Using "people" as a community sense here, as in the Goennec herd and such, not actually humans. Just clarifying 8D

Gypsy is a shy, dependent Goennec who enjoys being alone. She doesn't talk much, and when she does, it is only to people she trusts more than anything. She has a very light, sing-songy voice that adds to her delicate, soft nature. She keeps her trust very close, and doesn't give it out very often, as she is extremely wary of most. Over anything, she hates large groups and prefers to stick to the side, where she hopefully won't be bothered. She prefers to be alone, and doesn't enjoy company. However, Gypsy does like to be around her parents and very close friends, though she doesn't have many.
To most people, Gypsy is shy and quiet and kind of an outcast. With people she trusts, she can be a very kind and loving friend. She gets along fairly well with other Goennec, depending on their personality. She doesn't often find comfort in other species, but some smaller creatures, such as squirrels and rabbits, she tends to feel more comfortable with. Even so, she can often avoid her friends to get time alone with nature.
Gypsy prefers to be around female Goennec, since the males' tend to have a harsher nature. She can get along with males, though, provided they aren't too agressive. She doesn't like to be made fun of, so she often sticks with those who are similar, so they won't ridicule her or anything. She likes to share her ideas with others who understand them and help her develop them. Gypsy is extremely intelligent, but many people don't see that in her, only her shy, reserved side. If they wanted to listen, though, Gypsy could probably teach them something they never knew they never knew.
Gypsy feels most comfortable in nature, with the peace and serenity. She loves the flowers and plants and trees, and all the beautiful sounds. It makes her happy to know she is only a very small part of the world. She doesn't really like exploring all that much, but she has the surrounding area where her herd lives memorized, and she is often seen wandering around, sometimes with the company of others, sometimes alone. When she is alone, though, she is always alert for predators, as she has had more than one close encounter.

A very, very short story 8D
The sun shone brightly through the trees, leaving dappled patterns on the forest floor. The birds were chirping happily, their songs weaving through the air. The trees swayed softly as a light breeze twirled its gentle fingers around their trunks. Summer had finally opened her long-drowsy eyes. It was nothing less than paradise, for everyone. Every creature was out and about, caught in a gentle net of peace. All hard feelings were cast aside, at least for now.
Within the soft green grass below a tree, one goennec was nestled. Her eyes were closed, and she gave off an aura of serenity. She wasn't worried. There was no danger today. She opened her eyes and let her soft purple gaze drift over her surroundings. While in t he herd, she was an outcast, but out here, in peace, everyone was equal.
-ABRUPT HALT
I will try to finish this, if I win her, though that is unlikely^^
This is a WIP <3

[Lady Masquerade]

Lady Masquerade, I understand that you enjoy making your form different from the default form that has been set up, but please remember that every section of the original form must be present in yours regardless of what you add.

Oh yes, I know that. It will be hard to notice at first since I have a bunch of "WIP"'s up, but like, the section that says "You are Wanted" is the part where I'm telling Kam why I want the Goennec, and what I'll do with it. Do you want me to put " (Why I want the Goennec/What I'll do if I have it)" under the WIP? c: