[cujo.]

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Gaia

“be the change you want to see in the world.”

Soren
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ǫᴜᴀᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇ :: gaia
ᴀɴᴛʜʀᴏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ :: gaia soren
ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ɴᴀᴍᴇ :: gaia artemis soren
ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴɪɴɢ :: i don't believe i have any real reason
for naming her gaia ; or her full name gaia artemis soren. i just happened to re-reading
michael grant's gone series, and found it fit her. i'd like to say it had something to
do with her beautiful design, but really it was just a name i liked.
ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs :: none
ʟᴀʙᴇʟ :: the complex one

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ᴀɢᴇ :: twenty years old
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ :: female
ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ :: 13th november
ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀᴛᴇ :: friday, 13th november, 1992, 00:02:45
ʙɪʀᴛʜᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ :: moscow, russia

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ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs :: ● deep thinker
● quiet
● mature
● funny
● clumsy
● oblivious
● creative
● intelligent
● reckless
● brave
● believer in all things supernatural
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ::
deep thinker
gaia is a deep thinker ; always over thinking things.
sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing.
she doesn't like simple answers, a yes or no will never usually
suffice for this girl. however, there are downsides to her
deep thinking. she over thinks simple situations often,
and if she happens to do something stupid - even remotely
so, she'll replay it over and over again in her mind and
try until she gets headaches, wishing she could go back
and do it differently.
quiet
gaia is definitely on the quieter side of the scale. she's
not anti-social, nor is she a social butterfly. she can often
just be found curled up in a corner by herself, with her nose
stuck in a book. she's usually uncomfortable around new people
and will sit awkwardly in a corner, only speaking when spoken to.
mature
gaia has always been very mature for her age, even when she
was just a small child. perhaps it's when she has her moments
of seriousness, her air suggests an girl of older than a mere twenty.
funny
gaia is quite playful once she's quite used to you. she's a prankster
in her group of her friends. gaia happens to have a rather dark and
sarcastic type of humour, but she has a certain twinkle in her eye
which is always there when she's just messing around. she's quick
off the bat with her jokes, almost never missing a beat when the
moment presents itself. with her creative ways and intelligence
she can also think of pretty sophisticated pranks to pull.
clumsy
gaia is the very definition of clumsy. there are times when she
struts and you can see the sudden, untold grace for a moment,
before she stumbles over thin air and lands on her face. gaia
is a naturally clumsy person ; always tripping over her own feet.
oblivious
gaia is fairly oblivious. someone could like her and almost spell
it out to her in their actions and still she wouldn't pick up on it.
it's her oblivious ways that give her an almost childish air. these
oblivious was tie in with her clumsiness, with her head in the clouds
at some great idea for a short story she's likely to trip over a misplaced
bucket and land in wet cement.
creative
gaia's creative mind is always on the go. whenever she's just walking
down the street she can be inspired by even the smallest of things
like a couple quarreling. she is often found writing short stories, usually
of the horror genre, after some sudden inspiration hits her. her creative
mind also helps her come up with some pretty savage pranks to play on
her dear, somewhat misfortunate, friends.
intelligent
gaia may not be a genius, she's not 160 IQ, but she's not dumb either. her
IQ rests somewhere between the 120's and 130's. this intelligence may lend
a hand to one of her more unusual, but rarely seen talents. gaia has a very
good memory, and can be reading several books at any one time without
ever mixing up characters or plot lines.
reckless
gaia has a slight reckless, rebellious streak in her. it's not often seen, but gaia
does have a slight flare for danger. particularly anything fire related. she loves
fast cars ; street racing and drifting. but this trait is rarely seen, and often
lands her in hot water.
brave
most wouldn't think it, but gaia is quiet brave. perhaps even slightly
possessive, over her friends. despite her reckless streak, gaia would
do anything to keep her friends safe from harm, even if it meant
putting herself in harms way instead.
believer in all things supernatural
gaia is just that. a believer in all things supernatural. whether it be
ghosts, werewolves or the loch ness monster ; gaia believes it. she's
a lover of the horror genre, perhaps this love is what helps along her
belief. she doesn't tell many people, in fear she'll be teased relentlessly
over it. she has no fear of any of the supernatural beings she believes in.
she's quite sure her home is haunted frequently by several ghosts.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ :: the couple hadn't been together very long. the female a beautiful
red jewel, which matched her fiery ways was of russian descent
and had been born and raised in moscow. the male was devilishly
handsome, born and raised in london, england. it had been mutual
friends who set them up, and at first it had looked like love at first
sight. they had been together just a month when she got pregnant,
but when she gave birth to their two children problems were arising.
they fought near constantly, and split three days after the twin's
birth ; the twins. fraternal, a boy and a girl. the boy their mother
had insisted by called cedric, as for the girl he father had retaliated
by insisting that she be called gaia. when the split, their father stayed
with cedric in london ; and their mother stayed with gaia back to moscow.
gaia had a somewhat a rather easy childhood. her mother adored the only
child she saw ; she couldn't bring herself to communicate with her ex-
husband even for her son's sake, for she was very set in her ways. yet,
gaia wasn't spoiled. they were middleclass, their mother owned a homey
little book store which was a popular haunt.
however, things got bad when gaia was seven. her mother was driving
home on the icy roads in december, a mere month after her birthday,
when she lost control of the car and went through a barrier into a
flooded, icy river. she drowned before help could reach her. gaia,
meanwhile, was at the bookshop being watched by a young friend
of the mother's. oblivious to what was going on as she happily read
alice in wonderland, she failed to notice how pale the young
man became as the two officers stood at door looking solemn. gaia
had no other family in russia, her mother's relatives were all deceased.
he kneeled down before the little girl who was lost in her own little
world, and explained to her that her mother wouldn't be coming back.
her mother's funeral came and went ; a dark, snowy day with gaia being
held in the young man arm's and surrounded by people she didn't know.
before the week was out, gaia's father had been traced and she was on
a plane to london with a young woman she didn't know. the young woman
got off with her, gave her awaiting father a box full of letters and left
without a single words to the confused little girl. she soon met her elder
fraternal twin brother ; cedric. the two hit it off right away, and became
the best of buds. her russia accent isn't as strong as it once was, but it's
still pretty prominent. her father was an archaeology professor, and she
didn't see much of him. he died when she was seventeen ; in a car crash.
she currently lives with her brother.
ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ :: most have to think twice when you ask about gaia. beacuse
she's so complex you can't just label her a geek or rebel. her
reputation usually lies, however, as a prankster.

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ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs :: ● coulrophobia - fear of clowns
● necrophobia - fear of death
● aquaphobia - fear of drowning
ǫᴜɪʀᴋs :: ● tapping fingers in a rhythm or pattern,
● chewing finger nails ; thumb nail is only chewed
when frustrated, depressed, nervous or when deep in thought
● gestures when talking
● rambles when nervous
ᴀʟʟᴇʀɢɪᴇs :: ● honey - discovered when she was two years
● penicillin - discovered when she was six months
sᴄᴇɴᴛ :: strawberry and vanilla
ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛs :: ● art - particularly skilled with charcoal
● reading - can read several books at any one time
without mixing up story-lines or characters
● ballet - has been dancing since she was four
● sensing other's emotions - usually has a good
grasp of how other's are feeling

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ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ :: ambidextrous - perfers left
ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇs ::

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ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ :: red
ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ :: dark grey
ʜᴀɪʀsᴛʏʟᴇ :: down style - straight, waist length
sᴋɪɴᴛᴏɴᴇ :: porcelain pale
ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇxɪᴏɴ :: clear
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ :: hourlgass
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ :: 5.'8½
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ :: 10½ stone

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ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴏsᴜʀᴇ :: excellent
ɢʀᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ :: excellent
ᴘᴏsᴛᴜʀᴇ :: average - slight slouch
ɢᴀɪᴛ :: quick
ᴄᴏᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ :: clumsy

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ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs
holiday :: halloween
genre :: horror
subject :: art
supernatural creature :: ghost
animal :: cat
language :: russian
book series :: gone
book :: blaze
sport :: horse racing
television series :: the walking dead
game :: professor layton
song :: american pie

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ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs
holiday :: valentines day
genre :: romance
subject :: maths
supernatural creature :: fairy
animal :: rat
language :: french
book series :: twilight
book :: tears of the salamander
sport :: soccer
television series :: come dine with me
game :: call of duty
song :: call me maybe

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ʟɪᴋᴇs :: ● moths
● ice cream
● the scent of lavender
● watching the dawn break
● bats {creature}
● making people laugh
● fire
● snow
● rock, country and metal music
● dancing in the rain
● reading

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ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs :: ● being allergic to honey
● neon colours
● films of her favourite books which miss a major, vital part
● fox hunting
● death
● one direction
● sensing when people are sad
● pop music
● styrofoam

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ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇs :: ● english {flunet | mother tongue}
● russian {fluent}
● german {fluent}
ᴀᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ :: slight russian twang
ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ :: soft, low, quick mumble
ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ sᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ɪɴ :: #8C8789

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ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ :: deceased - red jewel
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ :: deceased - brown jewel
sɪʙʟɪɴɢs :: cedric flint - brother, alive {owned by cujo.} - brown jewel

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ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ :: mei {owned by ice c a p p ~}
ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs :: ● cedric {owned by cujo.}
● harley {owned by cujo.}
● murphy {owned by cujo.}
ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs :: x

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sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ :: bisexual
ᴄʀᴜsʜ :: x
ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ :: no one
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ :: none
ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ :: none
ᴇx-ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅs :: none
ᴇx-ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅs :: none
ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴄʀᴜsʜᴇs :: x

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ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ sɪɢɴ :: scorpio
ᴄʜɪɴᴇsᴇ sʏᴍʙᴏʟ :: monkey
ʙɪʀᴛʜsᴛᴏɴᴇ :: topaz
ʙɪʀᴛʜғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ :: chrysanthemum
ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ :: water
ʀᴜʟɪɴɢ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛ :: mars

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ᴄᴜsᴛᴏᴍ ᴀʀᴛ ;; ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ ; ᴀʀᴛ
rainbow ash ; art

ᴘʀᴇ-ᴇxɪsᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪɴᴇs ;; ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ɪɴ ; ʟɪɴᴇs
x

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ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ (ᴄ) ɪᴄᴇ ᴄ ᴀ ᴘ ᴘ~
sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴅɪᴛs (ᴄ) ᴄᴜᴊᴏ.
ᴊᴇᴡᴇʟ ᴍᴀɴᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴs (ᴄ) ʟᴜᴍᴘɪɴʙᴀɴᴀɴᴀ
ᴅᴇsɪɢɴ (ᴄ) ᴘᴀɴɴᴇ

[epimetheus]

never mind, fixed it. thanks!! and good luck everybody c;

××; alf.

[jayus]

ιt'ѕ α яιѕк tσ ρℓαу tнιѕ gαмє,
α яιѕк уσυ'ℓℓ нανє tσ tαкє...

*Vomits creative muse* Need space. Moar moar moar greedy me
{ иαмє ;; _Jayl in Ryske Szczecin. Most call her Ryske, Jay, or Lynn. Her first name is a combination of the names Jay and Lynn. Her middle name is symbolic of her risky lifestyle, and her last name is the city she originated from.
{ gєи∂єя ;; _Ryske has the biological X chromosome twice, making her a female.
{ αgє ;;_ Ryske is about 19 years of age.
{ вιятн∂αу ;;_ August 18, 1994. This makes her western Zodiac sign Leo, her Chinese Zodiac the Dog, and her birthstone the peridot or sardonyx.

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{ нιѕтσяу ;;_ Ryske was born in a small apartment in Poland. A midwife delivered her-but it was a difficult birth. Ryske had an extremely short umbilical cord, and it was wrapped around her neck twice. When she was finally born, she wasn't breathing, as the cord had tightened and strangled her. However, by some miracle, she was revived with the midwife's brown jewel. Ryske was named Ania; Polish for grace or favour. Ania was raised in poverty, and life was a struggle. The winters were cold with little food, and the summers hot. As soon as Ania was five (2003), her family left the country, headed for America. They landed in New York, and immediately began to head to California. The family was still poor though, and had to find jobs. At age 7, Ania was trained at the places where her parents worked. Her father was a sensei at a dojo, and her mother worked as a range master at a Boy Scout Camp-
Camp Mataguay. Through the training, Ania became a black belt after seven years of karate, and an excellent marksman.
But at the fragile age of fifteen, tragedy struck. It was flu season, and the family had been unable to get flu shots that year. Her mother, 8 months pregnant with twins, caught the flu. It caused a premature birth, and both of the twins and her mother died. Her father, weakened from mourning, caught the deadly disease, and passed on as well.
Forced to care for herself, Ania began a series of dangerous jobs. She became an assassin, a deadly one who only failed twice-on both accounts, she had been hired to assassinate a member of the Xianthus family or Morado family. To hide her identity, Ania assumed the name she carries today- Jay lin Ryske Szczevin.
{ρєяѕσиαℓιтy ;;_
No-Nonsense|Logical|Antisocial|Technical

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No-nonsense;; An assassin cannot afford to be distracted. Ryske is very straight-forward, leaving no details to imagination. She will not sugarcoat things, and only gives straight, hard facts. This helps her to stay focused, and to not falter in her determination.
Logical;; Ryske often doesn't get jokes because she simply has problems comprehending illogical things. Her brain pretty much goes in straight lines, leaving little room for unnecessary items. Some joke that she's a living computer due to her ability to analyse situations very quickly.
Antisocial;; Ryske just doesn't like to interact with people. She doesn't like being distracted, and her social skills aren't the best. Ryske as also afraid that someday she'll be hired to kill somebody she loves. It may seem like she could just turn down the job, but then where would her reputation be?
Technical;; Ryske does almost anything mechanically. Eating, she's emotionless. Walking, running, bicycling, you name it. The pain and loss in her life have hardened her to life's tiny joys. Sure, things like puppies and kittens and extreme joyrides bring out emotion, but the small things do not.

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{ fαмιℓу ;;_ As far as she knows, Ryske has no living direct relatives. However, she does have her cousin, Dimitria. The two aren't very close, as they haven't spent much time with each other.
Note; Toboe gave me permission to use Dimitria ^-^
{ fяιєи∂ѕ ;;_ You would think that Ryske would live by herself, but she actually lives with Kalei, one of her only friends. Nobody else is close enough for her to consider them friends.
In the other hand, she has many enemies, including the entire Xianthus family, the Kirkland family, and others.
{ ¢яυѕн ;;_ None, currently. Ryske cannot let herself become too attached to anybody in case she is required to assassinate them or somebody close to them. Her last romance ended in heartbreak.

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{ qυιяк ;;_ Ryske has a couple quirks. For example, she cannot stand it when one food touches another-a prime example being peas touching mashed potatoes. She absolutely cannot stand it, and only likes it when the food are meant to go together such as ice cream and cake. She also doesn't like letting her fingernails touch cloths like towels, or cardboard.
{ fαυℓт ;;_ Ryske has a permanent limp in her right shoulder. During one of her assassinations, she was shot in the shoulder.
Some emotional faults are that she (the rock hard assassin) has a soft spot for small children. She refuses to do anything to harm small children.
{ нєя ∂єєρєѕт ѕє¢яєтѕ ;;_ Ryske sits in cardboard boxes. She cannot resist them, it's almost like she's a cat. She has a giant box filled with pillows in her bedroom.
But she tells nobody about this. Nobody.
Her other secret is that she cannot have children. The only way for her to have baby Jewelies is to take extreme fertility treatments, or hope that the 5% chance will happen. She only wants to have children naturally though, so it's a very slight chance that she'll have children.
One last secret? She has alektorophobia- the fear of chickens. They scare the daylights out of her every since she got attacked by a rooster as a very young dragon.

{єχтяαѕ;;

{тнємє ѕσиg;; The More Boys I Meet- by Carrie Underwood— This fits Ryske because sometimes dragons in general make her like her dog more. She doesn't hate dragons, she just thinks some of them need to be removed from the gene pool. It would make a better world, you know?
{ρσєм;;
This is a kind of poem... That I dunno. I kinda made it up. The red letters are the letters in her name.
Catlike яeflexes,
Combined with уouth,
Helped by ѕkills,
And кarate,
Make Ryske risky forєvermore...
{αят;;
X; Thank you, Pocketmouse!
X; By me. It's her human form, and I know her hair looks like stripey toothpaste.
X;; Also by me. I used three pencils; a mechanical, a black, and a red. Pretty cool :3
{ωнαт ι ¢αи gινє нєя αи∂ ωну ι ωαит нєя;; First off, those be some mighty fine sheets you got there. 'Kay. Got that over with.
I love it when people see inspiration in the most mundane and ordinary objects that we see every day. Most people see sheets and go "Huh. Nice sheets. Wonder where they got them?" But a true artist will see the work that the designing artist did, and see potential in that design. You saw the pattern in the sheets, and turned it into a gorgeous dragon.
As for what I can give her... I can give her a loving home. I enter many role plays, and I usually help keep them going. Therefore, I'll use her lots, as I tend not to forget any of my jewels. I have good grammar (unless autocorrect steps in), and I portray characters well. She'd be fun to rolelay, initiating many arguments and drama... She may never find that perfect guy, but hey-do you ever see bed sheets going off, getting married and having kids?
{αитняσ ιиfσямαтισи;;

Height;; 5'2"
Weight;; 108lbs
Build;; Very slender, but lithe and muscular. Shes very athletic.
Skin Tone;; A dark tan.
Hair Colour;; Black, with lighter natural highlights and red dye streaks.
Voice;; Smooth, persuasive, and soft.
Dominant Hand;; Right hand. However, she shoots with her left hand, because her left eye is dominant.
Dominant Leg;; Right leg.
Dominant Eye;; Left eye, as stated above.

{A story of broken love...
Jayl in Ryske giggled playfully as she straightened her fiancé's hair with her fingers. "Why won't you tell me where you got a job?"
The black jewel shrugged, his patterns changing position as his muscles rippled. "It's a surprise for you, my red jay. Speaking of which, I have to go now. I start today." A twinkle in his eye told Ryske that she would like this. His pet name for her tickled her inside, making her happy.
"Got it," she chirped, happy for him. "I'll see you at our date then." One last kiss, and then he was out of the door.
Ryske stared at the door, wishing he would stay. She needed to remember to go by her first name now, Ja ylin. And she had a job to do. She went to her closet, and began to pull weapons out of a safe. A smoke bomb, a small dagger, a small handgun, and a hair band to hold her hair back was all age needed. Off came the civilian clothes, and on the dark black cotton. Padded soles on the bottoms of her shoes muffled her footsteps, and the whole getup have her the camouflage she needed.

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The Mark, Calysto Xianthus, was boarding a personal ship. Ryske snuck in behind the guards, who were all clothes in black materials as well. Black jewels shone, with that dangerous fascination. Ryske made herself look busy, but not actually doing anything except sneaking closer to the Mark. She slowly pulled out a gun, cocking it-a gun exploded behind her, a billet whistling through the air, hitting Ryske in her right shoulder-wounding her to prevent escape, but not killing her so that she could be questioned.
She instinctively pivoted, involuntarily crying out with pain. Her left index finger pulled the trigger, hitting the black jewel in the chest. In the process, the guard's helmet slipped off, revealing his features. Her fiancé.
Another scream came from her throat, this of raw pain and suffering. Despair seeped through her as she lurched to his side, wishing that she could have missed this once. He was still alive, but fading fast. One of his hands painstakingly reached up to touch her face. Sobbing, she grabbed it, and gave him his final kiss. The ring on her finger sparkled with a diamond, matching the one on his finger. A last desolate sob escaped her before the other guards were almost open her. She stood, and fled into the night, to yearn for a dinner date that would never happen...

Form by myself. All JMDs used were used with their owners permission. Her fiancé was a fictional character, hence he is dead now.

[Zuppe]

Good luck everyone! everybody has wonderful forms <3

[Panne]

New form are now CLOSED. Any entries below this post will not count.

I am allowing two more hours for those of you who have WIPS, and after that I will be judging. If you are still editing after two hours, be aware that I might read your form before it is finished, so try to be quick about it.

Thank you guys so much for the interest, it's gonna be so hard judging ;u;

[lvxe]

I am dropping out,I am not that skilled at formats and everyone is a lot better then me,Good luck!

[Burn.]

Im so excited I have never loved a character so much and this would be my first JMD! But I know my forms are never that amazing and all always seem to die. I also saw some really awesome forms out there. I wish good luck to everyone especially you Panne for having to pick the best it will be very hard, like i said before. But good luck and may the best form win!

[foxxbreath]

Good luck guys~! I didn't try out, but I was going too. Then my friend entered and I told her id help so

Good luck everyone~! >3<

[growl.lingo]

Nnngh~<3 I'm so eager , like I'm about to implode from excitement :DDD

[Burn.]

Nnngh~<3 I'm so eager , like I'm about to implode from excitement DD

Haha same ahh! The time is really killing me!