~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[Tammanae]

Username:
Tammanae
Father:

Name:
Blue Bird
Mother:

Name:
Blossom
Payment:

[June Bug]

P: I have no eye for design, but I'll take your word on the Fleur x Bear pairing. Would this work as payment?

Yes Ma'am :3

Accepted Tammy X3

[iBrevity]

Will one of store dogs, from the punk set, be a good payment for a personal breeding between Queen and Caedes?

[mokapi]

Username: Mokapi.

Name: Blanchefleur.
Requested breeder: Bear.
Payment: That...dark wolf one. x3

[LunarFaith]

Wow!!! We can breed our goey's? 8D

[Twinkling Star]

-Withdraw-

Good luck to all <3

[rainingdarkness]

You might want to disable smilies in your post Niokki. ^^

[iBrevity]

Goennec Pen #: #2.
True Name: A’jax’ill.
Pronounced: Highly difficult to say for mortals.
Goes By: Reaper.
Nicknames: Reap.
Gender: Doe.
Age: Unknown [assumed around 6 years].

Mother: Unknown [assumed to be dead].
Father: Unknown [assumed to be dead].
Siblings: Unknown.
Mate: None.
Crush: Grimm.
Offspring: None that she's kept track of.
Herd: Queen's [for story purposes].

How Would You Use Her:
Her design is so amazing it literally took my breath away. 8D I have no idea why I am so attracted to her, but if first glance I know that I want to try for her, then I think its a good sign for inspiration. <3
As a headmate, writing character, roleplaying character, and art focus, Reaper will be well-loved.
Her personality will create an interesting balance within my herd; and I plan on her becoming a mate to Grimm. The buck will feel strongly alone within Queen’s territories, and will find a friend in this beautiful doe. Again, I am trying for a doe. This is the fourth doe I have tried for; I've only won one, Queen. I think its about time to try for another doe to even the balances a bit. c:
Queen will uncover an irksome competitor, as she is highly possessive over all her rams and will be unwilling to give an inch. Reaper would be only my second doe; and I could find some great relationships with the remainder of the herd if I won her. I think I would have more then enough to write a ton with her, and she would go on my Goennec site with all my others. <3

Artwork:
[coming soon]

The Six Decrees:
[all Reapers are devoted to these laws]
1. Never get involved with a mortal. All are easily corruptible and have a dark side that may endanger the Reaper.
2. Childbearing is an entertainment, but nothing more. Never allow a Reaper to feel something for his/her offspring.
3. Reapers live a solo career. Never entangle another Reaper within a job, no matter how difficult or frustrating it is.
4. Reapers are not meant to live on the mortal plane. If banished there, they were never allowed to return without the consent of the Boss.
5. To become banished, one must release at least thirteen spirits, whether on accident or purpose, or disregard a direct order from the Boss.
6. All must listen to the Boss; he is their namesake, their origin, and their future. Any form of disrespect to him will result in dire consequences.

Personality:
Clumsy, playful, loyal and soft-hearted, Reaper was never fashioned as she should have been. Those that she had worked with had all disregarded the mortals as merely a sort of currency and a way to keep the boss off their backs.
Also unlike the others, she has a very strong sense of right and wrong, and generally it serves her well. She is good at judging others when she first meets them and being right on with how they develop.
Even when she worked outside of the mortal plane, Reaper never understood the attraction of having kids with any sort of partner. She is completely lacking a maternal drive, and before she met Grimm, the stag she has a crush on, she never had any feelings towards bucks in particular.
Innocent and almost childish, Reaper has a lot of things to learn about the mortal world and has been investigating it since she was brought there; she has a keen eye of lessons and enjoys learning anything new.

Backstory:
“Please, missy. I didn’t do nothing wrong.”
The frail older man was shaking, and I peered up at him with my searing scarlet gaze. As hard as I stared, I could not see even the slightest lick of evil in his soul; the wrinkles that usually betrayed a long life full of sin hid only laughter and joy. I frowned.
“I don’t want to go down. I… I want to join my wife up there.” He pointed at the sky and I looked upward, quickly assuming he meant Heaven. Everybody wanted to go to Heaven these days. I flicked my tail tip back and forth and leaned forward.
“Listen, sir, I’m not supposed to let souls go.” I lowered my voice and practically whispered, like our conversation was supposed to be hush-hush. There was a mischievous glint in the pit of my eye. Although I never admitted it to Boss, I got a thrill from going behind his back and releasing souls. “But I can make an exception for you. If you just wait a while, an angel will eventually come by.” I giggled and stepped back, nodding at his fervent thanks.
“You’re welcome. But please; don’t tell any other Reapers, if you see ‘em. I can’t mess up again.”
He nodded swiftly, hair jiggling, and we went in opposite directions. I could feel another soul nearby and he remained where I had advised him to, and eventually he faded out of my thoughts. It was only later, when I had retired to a meeting called by Boss, that I remembered what deed I had done.

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It is said Boss has a fierce tongue and a fiery reputation to match, but for some reason, I have always been drawn to the ringing prowess in his throaty voice. His gaze seared me as I quietly slipped into the room, head bowed, submissive in both attitude and body language. I didn't want him to take me as something less then a servant.
"I heard you released your twelfth spirit today."
His voice boomed and I could hear it vibrating up my legs, twisting into my muscles and nibbling my tendons. Although I winced at the mere power of the simple sentence, I didn't look up. I also didn't find it surprising that he didn't bother asking; the first time he had caught be snared in a lie, I had been severely punished. The memory made my haunch ache, where he had delivered that scar so long ago.
I sluggishly nodded, frowning, gaze on the polished floor. A heaving sigh fill the room like smog.
"Reaper, you cannot keep doing that." I noticed that he didn't use my true name. I did not correct him. "We are losing precious souls to the angels, and you have only a single one left before I must take action." For that moment, I swore I could hear the softest note of pity in the undertone of his voice.
"I know, Boss. I'll be banished to the mortal plane." I diligently recited the lines after he gave me space to breathe, and I brought my gaze straight into his. I remembered that it was rare for somebody to ever face him and dared it.
He twisted his mouth into a tight frown and nodded, releasing me from the chambers. I didn't hesitate; I turned and sprang out into the free hallways, my heart tumbling in my chest like it had been flung loose by the adrenaline. I went to what was considered our sleeping quarters and curled up in my familiar corner.
None of the other Reapers asked me what the meeting had been about. I wouldn't have told them anyway.

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For a while, I remembered the burden of what he had willed for me to do and reined in my wild desires to leave all of the spirits for the mysterious angels. I took large bounties daily, winning Boss over again; and within a handful of seasons, he trusted me again. His gaze slid to some of the other Reapers he was experiencing problems with and my own issues were momentarily forgotten.
It was only then that I began to slip again. I would encounter a spirit and usher it to the guide of an angel, ignoring their thanks and gratitude and merely ditching. I could not risk being caught again. I brought in just enough spirits to look mundane and released all of the ones that wouldn't count.
By the time Boss found out what I was doing, I had given eighteen souls to Heaven.
This time I did not get off as lightly as I had hoped.

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He gave me no time to defend myself. For once, his eyes were merciless. I shrank under that burning gaze but didn't apologize for what sins I had committed.
His frown marched daggers across my skin. "Do you understand what will happen, Reaper?" He said quietly, his words rumbling through me. My skin crawled with the weight of his voice and I slowly nodded, defeated, quiet. "Yes. I understand."
Although there was the faintest of pauses, he did not hesitate when he leaned down and pressed his nose to my forehead. No one ever touched Boss; it made me shiver with the implications of my actions. Before I even had time to open my mouth and speak, he said quietly, "So mote it be."

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I woke up with a shadow over me, and I lay disoriented for what felt like generations. My body thrummed; my muscles were sore like I had gone much too far in way too short of a time, but my breath came easy and it was only then that I realized that I was breathing.
The action was unfamiliar, but called for. Somehow my body knew what to do; and I blinked open my eyes, dazzled by the sunlight, peering up at the giant flaming orb and gaping at how majestic it was. I wondered what I was doing here. I couldn't remember anything but a dark place and the gaze of someone with eyes of fire. I wondered why I couldn't remember anything else.
"Excuse me?"
A curious voice brought my attention to the shadow that fell over me and guarded half of my splayed body from the roaming touches of the afternoon sunlight. Limply, I lifted my head and peered at the ram that looked me over. Although his expression was soft, the glitter of the light on his polished horns made me giggle, and he abruptly frowned. He probably thought I was mad.
"What are you doing out here, miss?" He inquired gently, interrupting my chuckles. I painted a wild grin across my mouth and bobbed my head.
"Dunno. What are you doing here?" I challenged him, and he blinked, caught off guard by my sudden sanity. I unfolded my front legs and wobbly climbed to a standing position. I realized I was a good distance shorter then him, and pouted at the knowledge. I hated being short.
"I live here." He finally replied, and although a grin touched his mouth his words were rather serious. "I was here patrolling. I didn't really expect to find a stranger in one of Queen's meadows; specifically a doe." He quirked his head at me. "But what are you doing here? Caedes didn't report seeing anybody last night."
The selections of names made my head spin, but I didn't ask for him to tell me who was who. I figured Queen was what her name implied; the ruler, and Caedes... well, he was either somebody, or merely a fancy word I mistook as a name. "I don't really know what I'm doing." I commented cheerfully. "I can't remember anything."
The chocolate swirled ram flicked his tail with a thoughtful purr. "Well, alright. Let's head back to Queen; she'll figure out what to do with you."

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She eyed me with the dissatisfaction of studying a squashed bug. I wriggled under her gaze but tried not to whimper. For some reason, every time her eyes brushed mine, I was hit with a memory of some impressive buck with a gaze of redemption.
I swallowed. "So..."
She flicked one ear forward, abruptly appearing almost bored, and chewed her mouth into a smirk. "My name is Queen. Who are you?" Straightforward enough, I suppose, except I was at odds of what my name really was. I ducked my head and tried to think, real hard, but all I could come up with was some silly word. No way that could be a name.
Her gaze grew harder. I blinked and spat out, "Reaper."
She looked at me odd, appraising, and glanced over my shoulder at that one buck, Grimm, who had kept me company on the journey to visit his lead. I could feel him nod but didn't comment. She must have been checking that I hadn't provided Grimm with a different name then the one I had fed her.
"That's an interesting name, Reaper." There was a slight emphasis on my 'name' that drew out of her mouth like winter fog. I shivered.
"Yeah." I provided softly, my eyes glued to the ground.
A slight chuckle wrung out of her throat. She nodded and turned away. "She seems sane enough, Grimm. Keep an eye on her; I expect you to escort her away from the herd when she feels... dually ready." For some reason her simple words gave me the heebiejeebies. I cleared my throat.
"But um... can I stay here for a while? Until I... you know, know where to go?"
Queen's delicate, crimson stained head swung around and an entertained grin curled her muzzle into something sadistic. I shrunk back into Grimm's soothing shadow. "I advise you to figure it out quickly, Reaper." She commented, turning to walk away. Within a handful of minutes, she had disappeared back onto the rocks that her herd was scattered about. I looked back at Grimm, who studied me with gentle, emerald-green eyes.
"Come on. Let's find you something to eat.

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[WIP]

[tennisbutt]

Goennec Pen #: 4
Name: Tzar
How would you use him/her: I would use him as Cocoa's older brother, for art because I have a feeling they look adorable together xD and maybe for the Goennec RP <3
Define your Goennec: He is playful at times but always looking out for him younger brother. A jolly fella and good friend he mostly makes no enemies at all. An enjoyable firend to be around. Tzar is always the one that everyone looks up to as a role model.

[hellevi]

Goennec Pen #: 3

Name: Nyssa

How would you use him/her: If I got Nyssa, I would make her one of my characters, and would probably be one of my favorites. As soon as I saw my first Goennec, I was stunned. They are amazing creatures, and I would probably make lots of art for her. I would make a childhood story for her, and just a general story for her. I would also use her in the Goennec RP.

Define your Goennec: Nyssa is a very layed-back, shy, and timid. She rarely talks, and when she does, she barely says two words. Because of she is so shy, she doesn't have a lot of friends. Although she is shy, she is very intelligent.

Other: Nyssa wears a small necklace, and dangling from it is the 'Ying and Yang' symbol.