Daeets| Conquest's finale pg193

[Maliera]

woops *facepalm i pmed her i she said something about the forum being on page 76 and i thought you were supposed to post it here >.<

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Just make sure you read the rules carefully next time.

[kes.]

*narrows eyes*
You may pet him, Sloth Theo... with one finger.
*huggles Daeet possessively*
He's mine, all mine... my precious... *strokes him*

He needs a name... hm... I think I'll call him Briix! (Yes, with two i's) ~

[*Blackberry*]

*pokes Jack frost* Yours is so cute! I am really tempted to offer Lime or Peaches if you want to breed him XD That's so cute I might faint XD

[get scared]

Marking <3
These are so cool

[broken*]

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”- Neil Gaiman

Username:
Kale_dragon_keeper
Number of daeet you want to adopt:
Female 02 // 2 // #2
Desired name:
Leilah
~~Means "Dark Beauty"~~
*By Dark I do not mean only her coat, which obviously is black, a very dark color. I mean her as a daeet, as a living creature. Her personality, who she truly is inside. She is beautiful by all means physically, yet if you look past that, she is dark in many other ways; ways that cannot be seen merely with one's eyes.*
Age:
Seven Years

Reason why you want to adopt it:
Well you see, I haven't had a chance to get onto chickensmoothie for several days, since my internet access has been a bit iffy lately, so I had no idea that a new litter was up! As soon as I saw them, my eye was instantly drawn to this beautiful little girl. She is black as night, with beautiful little sparkles within her fur. Some people may see these as stars, and though I can understand that conenction, I see it more as "bling" in a way. Things that make her stand out of the normal, while still having natural coat colors only. She is definately the kind of Daeet that grabs your attention, even with no vibrant colors like pink or green to help her do so.
Also, since this is Jack Frost's very last litter, I really would love to be honored enough to own one of these precious four daeets. Jack hasn't been on the staff as long as HD or Theo, but all the same, is an important part of making the Daeets possible. I loved the precious litter(s) done by Jack, and I hope that I am blessed with the ownership of this gorgeous female before Jack retires for good. <3

Personality:
“Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.”

"Fake" Her ~ You have truly never met a creature who is used to always getting their way until you know Leilah. The thing is, she is not at all cocky or over-confident in the way she carries herself, though she easily could be. She is always acting, always playing the part of the gentle and innocent female who only feels safe when she is under the protection of or in the company of a male. It has just become a habit of hers to put up a facade when around others, for she found out as a young child that females are not considered equal to males, even though it oftentimes appears that they are smarter then their large counterparts. So she pretends to be the typical female daeet that everyone whom she meets expects of her to be. She appears very soft-spoken and sweet, the kind of creature who could never so much as hurt a fly. Constantly worried when someone tries to defend her, or when they risk their life by putting themself into a dangerous situation to "help" her. All she has to do is bat her long eyelashes at a male, and it's practically like he is under a spell, willing to do anything to keep such a "helpless" and "harmless" female safe. So many males hearts has she captured; So many has she tricked into doing her bidding by false pretenses of love; So many has she been responsible for the deaths for, whether directly or indirectly. And yet her heart remains cold and hard, filling with pride as she thinks of all of the damage and turmoil she was responsible for causing. She simply smirks at the pain she causes to others.

REAL Her ~ Put plain and simple, she is a beautiful monster. Leilah is the type of girl who knows how to get someone to do exactly what she wants, without ever suspecting that she has an ulterior motive. She has, to be quite honest, one of the most brilliant minds out there. She is extremely smart, having knowledge that far exceeds her age by many, many years. She always seems to know what to do in any situation, never taking much time to consider her options, yet never breaking under pressure. She is extremely clever, able to use her feminine charms in such a seductive sort of way that she is hardly ever refused. Leilah knows that she is a beautiful daeet, and uses that to her advantage quite often, combining her beauty and wits together. The truth is, that if one was able to actually see her heart, it would certainly be as pitch black as the night, as her pelt even, except without the little white sparkles. There is no true kind or compassionate light inside of her, not even a tiny sliver. She cares not about who she hurts or even who ends up dead in the process of getting her way, as long as she does infact get what she wants in the end. But the surprising thing is that she was not always this way. She was actually a loving, caring creature in her past, that is, until she was broken so painfully that it changed who she was forevermore.

History: (This story is going to be in first person. A bit out of character for me, but very suiting for Leilah)
It was once said that “Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all.” But do you know what I have to say about that? I think that it's a load of baloney, nothing but lies fed to the heartbroken to try to make them feel better about themselves. I have been there, and yes, there was a time in my early life that I wished for that very phrase to be true. When I thought that, even though I was in pain, at least I had experienced love to the fullest before it was taken away from me forever. But as I have grown older, I have grown wiser, and I now know the truth. True love is nothing more then a fairytale fed to those not smart enough to see reality, to those who want some sort of hope to cling to when all else appears to fail them. In fact, I was one of those incredibly naive creatures at one point, but not anymore. Not after I was finally slapped in the face, so to speak, with the harsh truth about reality. Love is merely a fallacy. Maybe after I tell you my story, you shall see why I believe what I do, and maybe you will even agree with me yourself...

We met by sheer coincidence one day, having absolutely no intention of running into each other the way we did. I was not even two years old at the time, yet I had been seperated from my parents in a freak accident a few months after birth, and had been on my own ever since. I had found a small meadow with a clear blue stream in it, just as the sun had began to set that evening, and thus I decided it appeared to be a safe place to stay the night. I was even more relieved when I found that the base of a large tree had been somehow clawed out into a nice open space, still plenty of extra space in it that my small form could not fill up. I was too naive at the time and untrained, and was completely unaware that the faint scents of daeet already in the little den were not quite as old as I had thought they were. I heard a loud bellowing sound, just as he scented me, and nearly felt the ground tremble beneath his feet as he barreled my way, stopping with half of his body inside the den. My eyes widened with fright as I scrambled to my feet and backed up, pressing my body tightly against the tree's wall, as far from his angry form as possible. How could I have been so blind and foolish to have not realized this seemingly perfect place was already someone's home?

I stuttered out apology after apology, my sorries never ending it seemed, until he finally could not take it anymore and silenced me with a single glare. But then, in the next few silent moments, we slowly studied each other, and though I was still quite fearful, he began to calm down. I could tell that he was a good few years older then me for sure, large and well-muscled underneath his thick, chocolate brown fur. His eyes were a deep, gorgeous shade of emerald green, though I quickly took notice of several chunks missing from both of his ears, and could not help but wonder how many other scars were hidden under his fur. At the same time I was making these conclusions, he appeared to realize that I was not at all a threat, and if anything it was the opposite. I posed no harm to him, and he spoke to me, his deep voice much kinder then I had imagined. He told me he was sorry for startling me, but he had not been able to tell if I was someone trying to steal his home or not. Now he saw otherwise, and offered to allow me to stay with him as long as I wished. At first, I just planned to stay the night and be gone in the morning. But that one day turned into a week, and then a month, and then a year. And by then, I had fallen in love with this handsome daeet, and the feelings were returned also by him. We began to talk about a future, about having children together, about him clearing out another tree to be a nursery for when I became pregnant and gave birth. We spent every single waking moment together, and life was perfect. That is, a single event changed my life forever.

We noticed several strange scents near the outskirts of our home territory, but he told me not to worry. Probubly just some creatures passing through. The thing was, the scents continued to get stronger and grow every day, until I just couldn't handle his false reassurence that he could handle it any longer. When he was asleep in our den after pacing around all night doing who-knows-what, I was able to slip away from him, deciding to follow the smell for myself and see what was out there. But as soon as I did, I almost wished that I had not. They were hideous creatures, and although they were about a foot shorter then me, I could not help it when fear raced through my body. They stood up on their hind-legs like bears, though they had no fur on their bodies, only ontop of their heads, and they had strange colored fabrics draped over their bodies. I did not understand this at all, but that is when I noticed that each of them had a weird, shiny, silver object. I had no idea what those things did, until I saw one of the two-leggers point one at a bird, making a loud 'boom' race through the forrest, the creature killed in midair. I shuddered in fear, and turned around, preparing to race back to my love and warn him about the thunder-boomers. But I accidently stepped on something, whether it be a stick or leaves I dont know. All that I know is it caused a sound, and all of the pale creatures turned in my direction. So I did the only thing I could think of.

I bolted. I raced as fast as my small feet could carry me back towards my love, hoping to get there so he could protect me, and to lose the strange creatures in the process. I had no such luck. The thunder-boomers had awoken him from his slumber, and when he realized I was gone, he started to panic. He did not even have a chance to breath out a sigh of relief as I tore into the meadow, for he took one look at me and clearly noticed the wild way my eyes were filled with fright. The thunder-boomers were right on my tail, and he hardly had a chance to shove me into the den, blocking it with some loose branches so I could hide, before they entered the meadow, shouting loudly and making so much noise in an unknown language that it hurt my ears, and my head. All I knew is that my precious love fought for me, but he.. He was not strong enough to defeat these invaders. His bellowing ceased suddenly after hearing many booming sounds, and slowly, the creatures left us.

Once I was sure that we were alone, I broke my way through the blockade infront of the den, rushing over to his body. He was laying there on the floor, nearly motionless, with many gaping wounds that all were seeping blood at a very quick rate. His eyes met mine one last time, and he gasped, struggling to speak. "I'm.. So-..rry.." He whispered, before his eyes rolled shut, his head lolling to the side, as a trickle of red slid from his mouth. I collapsed on the ground next to him, burrying my face in his fur/body as I mourned. He had died to save my life, but my life was not worth living without him..... And that is why I changed into the monster I am today.

Where will it be used?
Honestly, I know I seem to always say this, but it's seriously true. I am getting tired of my signature. It seems that by the time I am getting bored of having one of my precious daeets always in my signature, as well as a piece of art of my fursona Amara, that a new litter of daeets go up for adoption. It just seems like the perfect timing each time! So I would certainly put this beautiful female in my signature, replacing my handsome Vilmos. I would also give her a page/post within my "Privilaged Daeets" page with the rest of the gorgeous creatures that I have been honored to be able to own.
How will you use it?
I am not one hundred percent sure if I would use her in any roleplays of sorts. True, she seems like a very fun character to play, clever and seductive, beautiful yet dangerous. But at the same time I just am not sure how well I'd be able to keep up with roleplaying her, since at the same time I do not want her to be seen as a girl who throws herself at every single male in her path, for this is not the case. Besides this, I would definately get some art of her, or perhaps just draw some myself. I actually really enjoy doodling the female daeets in real life, for they are so feminine and graceful. Not that I mind the males, but for this girl, I have a few ideas about what I could draw involving her. Imagine a dainty black head, just barely visable in the darkness of a cave as it emerges, a triumphent smirk on her face, eyes narrowed perfectly to show not anger but cleverness. That is just one of the ideas that I have for artwork of Leilah.
Other Gorgeous natural-colored litter, Jack!!

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[Vespur]

Number of daeet you want to adopt:
"I am getting adopted?"
Zero number two male I would like to adopt.
Reason why you want to adopt it:
"Good question."
Well I was searching though some adoptions, and interested I click on this adoptable to find something that captured me the moment I seen it. The little white, and black body is very cute with a sort of dark and light feel that I wanted to hold with me. Another reason, the face. I mean that face design with a tiny fading back was very cute, and very much so he captured me enough that I would like to make him my first Daeet.
Desired name:
"My name is Kaji."
In Japan Kaji is the name for fire, and I though somehow this name will fit him as he grows. he seems like the little type to be a fighter, protector, and a little bit with spunk. So, I thought him with the name of Kaji.
Age:
Personality:
History:
Where will it be used?
How will you use it?
Other

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[Imperial Globe]

Username:

Imperial Globe

Number of daeet you want to adopt:

Female 02

Reason why you want to adopt it her:

Not only would she be my first Daeet, but she reminds me of the night-life in France.
Her dappled glow of white that spreads across her canvas of pitch-black.
I could see her getting lost in the city of love,
drifting away with the clouds above.



The first stanza of one of my favorite poem's also reminds me of her:

"My Paris is a land where twilight days
Merge into violent nights of black and gold;
Where, it may be, the flower of dawn is cold:
Ah, but the gold nights, and the scented ways!"

~Arthur Symons (1865-1945)

Desired name:

Lutetia.
This may not seem similar to Paris, but it actually is.
The Romans used to live in Paris, but they called it, 'Lutetia'.
I chose this name because Roman mythology always enticed me.
In my opinon, this name was a perfect match because I like Roman mythology AND she reminds me of Paris ^^
I think her nickname will be Tia, because her name isn't common and it's hard to spell.

Age:

I decided I wanted her to be 2.5 years old.
I thought it would be cute, because 2.5 is short for 2.5 million rivets that are in the Eiffel Tower!
I may scatter some silly facts about Paris in her History just for fun ^^

Personality:

Lutetia is extremely flirty:

+ She probably wouldn't go a day without winking at a muscular Daeet in the distance or lending advice to a few others
+ She knows the language of love by heart
- She is very desperate

Although she knows so much about love, love doesn't know very much about her.
Tia has yet to wait for that special someone, and her being the love guru she out of all Daeets should know that patience is key.

Lutetia is a dancer:

+ She can move her feet to any rhythm
+ She knows how to move her feet silently
- She can't perform in public

She may be a beautiful dancer, but she can't perform in front of people.
Tia is very self-conscious of her dancing; she can't even perform in front of a mirror or else she'll judge herself on every little flaw she finds.

Lutetia is frugal

+ She knows not to over-eat so she can save leftovers
+ She is wise on packing for trips to other Factions
- She saves too much

Saving is great; except when you start to be untidy.
Tia isn't a hoarder, but she always saves unnecessary items thinking they'll be handy for later.
At least she organizes them... right?

Likes:

+ Flirting
+ Dancing
+ Collecting "useful" items
+ Couples
+ Fireflies

Dislikes:

- Broken hearts
- Being desperate
- Clutter
- Dancing Publicly
- Being embarrassed

History:

{Lutetia doesn't have a horrible sob story, she has the complete opposite of one. I thought this Daeet had a lonely and desperate love life to deal with, so her family had to make up for it.}

Tia's parents are her role models.
She has such a tight bond with them, she can trust them with almost anything.
They had such an alluring love story that Tia appreciated so much, it even brought tears to her eyes.
Every Valentines Day, she tells the story to her other sister and two brothers.
It goes like this:

Once upon a time in the South Faction, a new Daeet moved to town.
Her name was Paris.
She was awfully shy, and everybody bullied her because she was different.
She was different because she had dreams that were absurd, that didn't make sense.
But, one male Daeet understood her.
He was a handsome, athletic, and popular Daeet.
His name was Jupiter.
He started to secretly follow her to watch what she did; he wan't a stalker, he was a lover.
She had a routine everyday after going to school.
She would buy a notebook, a pencil, and a miner's light bulb from The Marketplace.
Then she would go home.
Jupiter was curious, enough to stake outside to see if she did anything at night.
She did.
She'd climb out her window with a book bag over her shoulder.
Once she got down, she took out the miner's light and walked for about three miles to a grassy field.
Jupiter followed her, far enough away to be heard but close enough to see the light.
Paris then sat down, with the light beside her.
She took the notebook and pencil out of her book-bag and started to draw.
"I know your there" She said.
Jupiter came out of the bush he was hiding behind.
He asked, "How did you know I was there?"
She didn't respond.
Instead she kept writing something in her notebook.
Jupiter crept behind her, and looked over her shoulder.
No, she was drawing.
She was drawing...everything!
The stars, the grass, everything!
It was amazing.
Jupiter asked once again,"How did you know I was there?"
She turned around to face Jupiter.
She started to sketch something.
She rose to her feet and left the notebook to lay there. She took her book bag, and left everything else there.
Jupiter wanted to stop her, but instead he looked at her notebook.
It was him.
And there were multiple hearts framing him.
And that's how mom and dad met.
Isn't it just so romantic?

Because her siblings hear so much of the story, they usually recite it along with Tia, occasionally rolling their eyes hoping for the story to soon be over.
To them the story is boring.
But it means the world to Tia.

When Tia was younger, her parents decided to take her to a private dance class.
It turned out to be a success!
The day she got her fear of public dancing started with a planned flash mob.
Many think she has a fear of public dancing because she performed with a small class and never in front of people.
They're wrong because it's the complete opposite.
Tia showed up happy as can be, smile and everything!
But sadly, she forgot one step in the routine and ruined everything.
And by everything I mean everything!

When she grew a little older, she started to notice the male Daeets in a different way.
She started to bat her eyes, say something cute.
She even tried ye old bumping into a male Daeet on 'accident' trick!
The male Daeets loved it!
That was until she started to come off as desperate and clingy.
The males didn't avoid her for they adored her attention, but they knew they weren't messing with anything serious.
They wanted a female Daeet that would commit to a serious relationship, not a young and immature Daeet like Tia.
Tia soon caught on that she was being buggy, but she couldn't help herself.
Instead, she just ignored her problem by creating another bad habit.

Tia started to collect miscellaneous items.
Her siblings and parents noticed this, and they tried to help.
They got rid of most of her items and even took her to therapy.
It worked for about a week until she started to collect her useless trinkets again.
But, in a way, therapy did help Tia.
She organized her clutter and made sure everything looked spectacular.
She may be a hoarder but at least she's a neat one!

As for now though, Tia has a whole life ahead of her that she can do almost anything in: make mistakes, be happy, and most importantly love. <3

Where will it she be used?

I know my best friend Dwarf has made a Daeets RP, so I'm guessing she's continuing the old one?
I'll use Tia there, which I think would be fun because I can express her personality in millions of different ways!
I am new to CS but Dwarf has shown me things here and there, so I know a couple of things.
I might use Tia in a 'Character Thread' I think it's called, and I will write a story about her!
I'm not sure where else I could use her, because if I write a story than it would count as copyright :P

Okay I'm not trying to copy the other people but I kind of am!
I think Tia will stay in my signature forever, because I only want about two Daeets or so.
I don't know why, but I feel that if I have too many, I won't be able to "spend time" with all of them equally.
And that would hurt my feelings :'(

How will you use it her?

I'm not exactly sure what you mean by how will I use her.
If you mean how will I treat her then I will treat her with the up-most respect.
I will make sure her life is adventurous in the story I may write if I get her.
In the RP, I will make sure she has an exciting life as well full with friends and FOOOD!
I hope this is what you meant by how I will use her...

Other

I crossed out it in the original form and replaced 'it' with 'her' and 'she.'
I felt like Tia deserved more respect as if being called 'it' would be an insult. :P
I just thought I'd let you know. ;)
With her public dancing problem and all.

Did you like her parents names?
Paris of course is inspired by Paris :P
But Jupiter is one of the Roman gods; he's technically the Roman version of Zeus.

Although there are reasons I named them that too:

Paris is a female, but in the Trojan War it was a male.
He was a terrible fighter and wasn't very brave.
In fact, he was made fun of by his peers, just like Tia's mom Paris when she was little.

And for Jupiter, in the Roman stories he was the bravest and mightiest of all gods.
Everyone obeyed him, and he was very popular.
Hence why Tia's father was popular!

I like thinking things through in stories and such.

And the reason I told you all of this was just in case you didn't know what I was referring too!

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[Horneddragon]

opening up 4 slots for Putting Female daeets on the old lines on to the new lines, as said before the cost is 2 of my WL pets,
Form:

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[b]Daeet to be transferred:[/b]
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ALSO i'm opening 2 breeding slots.
for for breeding can be found on the front, cost is 1 rare or 5 of my WL pets

https://join.me/409-749-175

[Ashenjay]

Usernames: Ashenjay / { Lady Kat. } (or Ashwyn)
Mothers name: Bianca
Desired markings from mother: Wings, 2nd-generation markings from her mother, Luminosity- the heart-swirl thing on the leg, glowiness

Fathers name: Dragmir
Desired markings from father: Black fur, red eyes?
How many outcomes?2
Payment:Sending :3