狼RunningBlaze wrote:
Name;;
AristotleAristotle is Greek in origin. It is made up of two Greek words, Aristos=Perfect and Telos=End.
Pronunciation;;
[ar-ih-stot-l]
Nickname;;
Ari, Aristos by her elders.
Pen;;
1#
Species;;
Crystinalian
Gender;;
Female
What will you use it for;;
If I should win her, Ari will be one of my main characters, which means she will get a place on my {W.I.P} character thread, and receive lots of art whenever I can get if for her. I may use her in rp's whenever I get a little extra time, and she'd for sure have some thrilling adventures in stories I write.
Why do you want it;;
This is quite honestly one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen. I am a big fan of user-created species because they go outside the norm, and they bring something unique to any character family <3 Words really can't explain how much I want her, I love her simple grey colors, with her beautiful markings, and then her blue eyes and crystals really pop, making her look magnificent <3
Theme Songs;;
Safe & Sound - Taylor Swift x I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz x Hips Don't Lie - Shakira x One More Night - Maroon 5
Personality;;
Ari is a very sweet girl, she hates hurting others, and it makes her sad when one of her friends is hurt. If you don't know her, you would think she was shy, but in reality she just prefers to be quiet when she's around strangers, once you get to know her she is very outgoing, and can sometimes be a flirt if she's in the presence of the right male. She's isn't big on commitment, so for now she prefers to lure males in with her beautiful looks and have fun without the long-term relationship. Unknown to most, she has a very competitive side, though she hides it very well {or so she thinks}. Like everyone, Ari has a dark side, but she rarely lets it show, though with all the pent-up feelings, she's just that much more dangerous when she breaks.
Likes;;
x Winter
x Snow
x Flirting
x Males
x Deer
x Ice Flowers
Dislikes;;
x Summer
x Drama
x Rodents
x Most Other Females
x Losing
x Commitment
History;;
Cross My Heart
Promises are meant to be broken.
If I learned anything over the course of my life, that was one of the most true statements that was ever made. That's why I never promise anything, because I know there's a possibility that I won't be able to keep it. But before I go farther into the present, let's go back to when it all started, so you can find out why promises are empty gestures of comfort, that just come back to us in the most devastating ways.
You'll Be Safe & Sound
Back when I was a cub, the world was simple. It was purely black and white, no grey areas to fall into, only to find that your whole existence really meant nothing. Your just a dot in the giant realm of our world. My mother and father took care of me, we were a normal family, nothing special. But, there was always something I thought a little peculiar, my dad seemed to love me more than my mother, which is usually the other way around. I tried not to over-think it back then. But one day, it all changed, I was sleeping soundly curled up beside my mother {even though I didn't need her for warmth anymore}, my dad was out hunting. When suddenly I was awakened by a far-off roar followed by cries of anguish. My mother bolted upright, she must have recognized something familiar from the cries, because she bolted off, turning her head back to promise me she'd be back.
Days Passed On
My mother never came back, neither did my father. This was when I realized how insignificant we all really were. The world still turned, everything came and went normally, so I was left forgotten. I was old enough to fend for myself, but something so tragic and hurtful burns itself into your mind. It never lets you forget, so I was left to try to start a life on my own before I was really ready. I missed my family so much, I cried myself to sleep most nights. It got to the point where I wasn't sure I could go on anymore, what was the point? In a final act of trying to straighten out the mystery behind my parent's disappearance, I journeyed to my father's hunting grounds.
Over The Mountain, Through Hell
Once there, I searched for days. For a clue, for anything that would tell me something about what had happened to them. I was dead tired, and on my way back home, I tripped on something, when I cleared the grogginess from my eyes, I cried out in shock. There on the ground was a dead animal, barely recognizable expect for the skeleton.........and my father's crystals were securely on it's back. My father had met his fate, he had promised me he'd always be around, but he couldn't keep that promise. Now he was gone, and I knew that I really was alone in this world. I didn't even bother looking for my mother, I knew she'd met the same fate more than likely. Now I just felt numb, no tears came, nothing. I was dead to the world. I couldn't go back to my home, the ones that used to live there were gone. I was different now. So I walked for days, finally coming upon a stream I saw some prints. I decided to follow them, guess what was on the other side?
God Knows I'm Tough
There was my mother, unscratched. "HOW COULD YOU?", I blurted out, not really aware of the words leaving my mouth. She didn't even flinch, she just sat where she was, and glared at me. "You promised you would be back for me", I whined, which increasingly turned into a growl. Now she spoke, "Your dad is dead, I don't want you to burden me now", and with that she just got up and left. I stood speechless, but I didn't want to go down that road. I couldn't take anymore disappointment. So I ran, and I made a life for myself, I've learned to forget. But I can't forgive.
I Won't Give Up
Vellamore wrote:
Name: Oscar
Pen: 5
What will you use it for: I'll most likely draw him from time to time, order art of him from others, and the like. I do have a lot of characters, but I care for each one of them, and I do my best not to let them sit and gather dust.
Why do you want it: These are a gorgeous species! I love adoptable characters; I may have an addiction, even d: This little guy in particular just really captures my attention, and I'm on the edge of my seat wondering what he'll look like when he's grown. I would be honored to give him a home!
Personality: Babies don't do much except eat and sleep, but Oscar is already showing a lively personality. He is very playful and vocal, mewing almost constantly. If his mother doesn't watch out, he'll nip any part of her that gets close enough! And as you know, baby teeth are sharp! Aside from that, Oscar loves naps and companionship, and is a total mama's boy.
History: There isn't much to this since he's very young. Oscar was born to a loving mother just a few months ago. She takes great care of him, and she is awaiting the day he will be able to explore on his own and be independent. But for now, she is more than happy to snuggle with him and relax in her den.
Other: I promise his character will grow as he does; I figure I can't write an extensive history or personality for a young cub any more than I can write one for a newborn baby d: I hope that's alright!
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