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This ends on the 25th
If I fall in love with this one, I will keep her/him ^^

[.Secret.]

Wow Shade! You really outdid yourself!

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Username:
{Lemon Cupcake}
Name:
{Agu is a name from West Africa meaning Leopard. I think this name suits him. Not because of the West african part but the meaning. For ong, he is leapard print and two, he is leopard print.}
Gender:
{Male}
History:
{Agu was born and raised with his sister, Tara, and his mother and father. Their family soon discovered a new sickness as it developed in his mother, who died shortly after they realized she was sick. His sister died shortly after his mother did. He was left with his father, who took him as far away from the area as possible. They lived togther for years before his dad died of old age. Already knowing how to hunt and fish and survive, Agu lived by himself easily.}
Personality:
{Agu is bold and strong. He has lived by himself for around a year now and is stronger than with his family. He always has food and water. He doesn't trust easily, but he would like to have a mate. He is not sure what he's looking for, but he thinks that he will know when he finds her. He likes to hunt and he has found a place he calls his 'territory'. He stays there most of his time. He is also a little lonely. He wants someone to be with, and he wants to raise a family.}
Other:
{If I get Agu, I will love him forever. My freind has talked me into adding him to my story to fill in one of the two remaining Male slots. I will order tons of art of him, which I don't usually do for my characters.... Anyways, I just think that he is beautiful and I fell in love the first time..... Ummmm..... Oh, Love at first sight. Yes, that's what I was trying to say. I can only pray that Deadman has not 'ninja'd' Me. But back to Agu, I just love his face and how sweet he looks.}

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[Vulpine-Poltergeist]

Username:
{Wolf_Bringer_1999}
Name:
{Skall Kii (Sk-ah-ll K-ii, named after the Skull Kid; his nickname is Skall)}
Gender:
{Male}
History:
{He was born in the woods- not your normal woods, but still woods- and was taught early how to fend for himself, because his parents abandoned him.}
Personality:
{Skall is a curious yet tough little one, preferring to play tricks on people than socialize, however. He is also known to steal some things.}
Other:
{"Hey! Get back here, you little...!" Skall ran down the street, an orange in his mouth. He avoided mingling with other Inkwell Dragons, as it would slow him down, especially in this marketplace. "Oof!" He slammed into a stop sign and fell on his side. "Ow." He got up and looked around. "Dangit.. Nowhere NEAR the woods.." He got up and looked around. It was almost dark. "Best stop here for the night... Better find an alley.." He got up and walked around, sniffing the air to make sure no one stole his orange. When he found a suitable alley (a few lights, shelter, hiding spots), he snuggled into a box and, to his surprise, found a small leather tie-up bag, which seemed easy to hold. "Hmm.." He put his orange in the bag and settled down for the night.} (Note: He kept the bag- if you don't allow accessories then I could make it so he lost the bag somehow ^^;)

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Sorry for the delay this will end in 2 hrs, so finish up those WIP's

[albinny trancy]

Username:
Pleased to meet you! My name is Deadman's Charade, but you may call me Charlie.
Name:
Why, I'd name this beauteous boy Abiodun, called Abi for short. This means 'born during war,' and with the story I'm writing for him, it fits him perfectly.
Gender:
I do believe that Abi, although sounding like a girl's name, is of the masculine gender.
History:
I'll let Abi take this one.
Thanks, Mama! Well, I was born to Ink and Blot, two Inkwell Dragons that I once called Mama and Papa. Blot, my Papa, was sent off to war when I was really little, so I never truly got to spend time with him. He was a hero to me. I remember when I was little, he used to tell me stories of how he saved one of his cabin-mates from a bomb that was about to set off. Papa lost his right front leg to that injury.
Then came the day he died.
I remember it almost like it was yesterday, the way Mama told it. He died a hero. Saving his quadrant from a mine that he had stepped on. He found out almost immediately, and warned the others, telling them to stay away. When they were gone, he stepped off.
I'll never forget Blot. My hero.
Personality:
|Heroic|
Abi is obsessed with being the hero. He'll constantly call himself that, try to 'save' everyone, and never once wants anyone to be harmed or sad.
|Annoying|
While he doesn't want to admit it, Abiodun can be a bit obnoxious at times. What with all the 'heroic deeds' he's done, it's bound to get annoying eventually.
|A sweetheart|
The last of his personality traits, but certainly not the least. He loves all his friends with his heart, and hates it when they're upset. He cares for everyone he meets, sort of like the overprotective father figure of his little 'family.'
Why I want him:
Look at his design. Seriously, look at it! I love just looking at him, and to own him...That would be a dream come true. I'd love him, use him (possibly) as a second fursona, and altogether just smother him!!! He's an adorable Inkwell dragon, and he'd be my first ever. c: Not to mention I just found the species as I was browsing through Created Pets, and to own him would be like owning my dream charrie.
What will I do for him?:
Drawn TONS of art of him, order TONS of art for him, write TONS of stories for him...Get the picture? I'd love him forever!
What will I do if I get him?:
Hoboy, that will be a sight to see. I'll get my friend to film it for you if I win him, and then, we'll post it on YouTube.


Really hope I get him. c: Even if I don't, he'll be a dream charrie of mine.

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Okay this was really hard to decide, but I had to pick a winner, and it is.....
DEADMAN'S CHARADE!!!
Congratulations! Take care of Abiodun ^^
As for the other two who entered I am asking Danzi of she will let me make to runner up Ink-well dragons for you both, it's not a garrantee though...

[albinny trancy]

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I JUST SCREAMED, AJBIADJFBAJBFJHUFABFKHAEBFKJHBAEFKHEFBAEFBHAEFAEFAEF--

THANK YOU!!! *glomp huggle attacks you* I'll love him forever, I swear on my life!!

[Poofycat]

Username:
poofycat
Name:
Blizzardspots
Gender:
female
History:
i dont really like histories where the parents die. if you ask me, more than half the charrie population are orphans. its too common for the parents to have died when someone was a baby. so im making this happier. she grew up with her parents and one sister. their family's territory was at the base of a snowy mountain, as well as the small stretch of forest in front of them. Blizzardspots loved this. the barren rock covered half the year in snow was a perfect test for her survival skills, and the lush forest area was just the place to relax. her sister more preferred the snow, but Blizzardspots could be anywhere. for now, she still lives with her family.
Personality:Blizzardspots is creative and always changes her mind. always. she is also VERY curious but kindof shy. her moods can randomly change, though, and she always gets distracted. she's a bit timid and can never decide on anything.
Other:
Life isn't always easy and happy. Tragedies happen as well, things that meld us from a slab of stone to something beautiful with each strike.
i pad quickly through the dense trees. my scratches still burn, and my ears and shoulder are bleeding feircely. i am panting, my pupils slightly dilated in fear. i glance back and sniff the air. suddenly, something explodes at me from the bushes. sharp claws hook onto my flesh, and a strong set of jaws tears into my leg. i twist frantically, kicking out with my back paws but my assailant twists around and pins me down. our ink stains the flattened grass, my aquamarine and his bright orange. i twist free and claw my way from his gripand try to run, but he grabs my back leg in his teeth. blood starts flowing from the open wound and onto his face. i dig my claws into the ground in pain and swipe at his face, but he leaps forward and presses me to the trunk of a tree. i whine quietly as he presses his claws to my throaght.
"get out of my territory." he hisses menacingly. i just give a tiny nod, but he rakes his claws down my side and darts to grab my prey. i try to slink away, but he looks up and chases me through the forest. i bound in long strides, dashing as quickly as i can with my wounds. i tear into my family's territory and jump into some bushes. he stares over the boundary and snarls in my general direction. as soon as he leaves, i run towardas the mountains. snow has started to fgall, making my wounds burn like fire. i force my way through the wind into a small burrow in the snow. my parents and sister are waiting inside nervously, as i am later than usual after a hunting trip. they look up with relief as my shadow falls over them, then my mother gasps as they notice how hurt i am. she rushes to me just as i collapse on the ground and give into the darkness.
i wake up with my mother bustling around me, and she rushes over to me when she sees i woke up. i tell her what happened. i had accidentally gone a bit too far and left our territory. the inkwell that lived in the territory found me and attacked me. we talk quietly, and mother explains to me more about surviving in the wild. that was the day i realised that life wasn't going to be as easy and happy as it used to be. and now i must fight for myself.