['paradox]

A goop monster is a lovable creature made by scientists.Each goop monster has fruit flavored or simple ice cream flavored goop,which is edible with healing abilities.Goop monsters (from here on, referred to as GM) are naturally very sweet,and can get along with almost anyone.They protect their masters,if they have one,with their lives.When angered or threatened,a GM's goop will heat up,the goop on their paws will separate into knife like shapes to be used as weapons.We hope that you will find the GM of your dreams here!

Sincerely,
Goop Monsters Inc.

Today,we have a rarity.A Peach-Flavored Goop Monster,however he/she was born blind.This GM needs a loving owner who will take care of him/her and all of their needs.To adopt her fill out the form below and right a small poem about how this GM "sees" the world.

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END DATE : JUNE 22ND (exactly on that day;CS TIME)

[millennium.]

Username: Aixra
Name:Kala
Gender:female
Poem:

Every morning i wake up
I see nothing
But i know i will someday see
that part of me
that belives.
I will see one day
but in what way
I dont know
but i have friends till the very end
My life is wonderful





I tried.......

[Violenca]

Username: Violenca
Name: Nemo
Gender: Male
Poem:

The wind is blowing over the sea.
He has been sitting there since the Day Three.
The sun is rising, the sun goes down.
Adn he's still sitting there and begins to frown.
"When the sun goes down and the moon comes up.
Does'nt that mean the World is setting new up.
Why can't i see what the world has to give?
There is a lot to see and i'm sitting here and sniff."
And the wind is still blowing over the sea.
And nemo's been sitting there since the Day three...

[Loenna]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Poem:

May I reserve? ^^

[strawbee]

Username: dap
Name: tide
Gender: male
Poem:Currents crashing and slashing on each grain of sand,
The deep blue colors rule the sea in every demand.
Moving past, and deep below, electricity sparks
Making a splash of light causes an electric overflow.

[mango sherbet]

username;; mango sherbet
name;; Alitash


[ syll. a-li-tas(h), al-ita-sh ] The baby girl name Alitash is pronounced as ahLIYTAA-SH †. The origin of Alitash is African. The meaning of the name is may you always be found


gender;; female
poem;; {{ quick note- rather than write a poem about how she physically 'sees' the world with her remaining senses, I chose to instead write about how she 'sees' it as in her mentality. the poem is a ballade, which is a structured poem with a particular rhyme scheme. }}



There once was a girl,
She lived all alone,
Owned many a pearl,
But not a family to disown,
She sat on a throne
Made of crumbling ash
With no skills to hone;
The blind girl Alitash.

At first she would twirl,
And all would admiringly moan
Not even an earl
Would disagree she was well known;
All around she would be shown,
Flirting with all in a flash-
For her many gauntlets were thrown;
The blind girl Alitash.

At her a disease did hurl,
And there were no more suitors to own;
Just one, restless blind girl-
With nothing to see but pure black stone;
Her eyes were empty of all things known,
And soon did her popularity crash,
She might as well have been an old crone,
The blind girl Alitash.

And so her life could no longer unfurl,
The tapestry of Alitash done and sewn,
Her legacy a spiraling, downward curl,
For no longer could she see the clone
Of what existed in flesh and bone,
No one else to joyfully snatch;
Thrown out of her comfort zone,
The blind girl Alitash.

Her home put on a permanent loan,
The only thing of worth her cache,
Her life a dark, chaotic cyclone,
The blind girl Alitash.

[Cupid]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Poem:

WIP

[olivionary]

Username: olivionary
Name: Saturn
Gender: Female.
Poem: Although my world consists of darkness,
I know that this is not all that is out there,
Among that darkness is stars and planets,
Planets which are connected,
Simply through a star,
Gravity holds it together,
Much like love holds our world together.

Love is colour,
Although I have never experienced colour,
I have however,
Experienced love,
Sometimes harsh,
Sometimes soft.

Some colour must be harsh,
Bright and burning,
Others must be soft,
Like a sponge,
Dull but you can rely on it to spring back into place.

In my sea of blackness,
Somewhere there is a star,
With love holding everything together,
And colour.
Beautiful colour.
Everywhere the eye can see.

[bsktofbooks]

Username:
Name: Stark
Gender: Male
Poem: I see, I see nothing but, what I think is what matters. All I see is black but, what I think is what matters. I think the world is so beautiful and caring. I think the world is full of color and joy! I wish I could see the world know, that I think about it.

[CanisInsanine]

Username: VelvelSilverfang197
Name: Chester (i just think it is a curre name for hook :3 )
Gender: Male
Poem:

What I see is not as they;
I see no color or tint or shade.
Instead, i see with what they may hear;
The echoes bouncing off what is near.
I feel the vibrations, from ear to brain;
They wonder how it is I am sane.
Their tint is my tune, their shade my bass;
Their color my rhythm, as my heart starts to race.
To others, who see the beauty of the world;
I hear the music, the stifling whirl.
The busy streets of hustle and bustle;
The animals making the bushes rustle.
The calm countryside, the presence of still;
I stay until i get my fill.
I hear the birds tweet and fly by;
I hear the bugs crawling and waving "goodbye"
I am glad i am blind; it would burden to see;
the way all the others stare at you and me.
Others they judge on looks and glamor;
On how well dressed or messy, whatever.
Being blind, i judge, on action and word;
The things in others that can only be heard.
For this, i am grateful, i must say;
I have no desire to see one day.
I can hear what i need, and need what i hear;
For all that matters, is always near.