~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[LunarFaith]

3B- I am no longer going for #3, I'm going for #5 <3

[Desmond]

Gotcha, thanks for telling me! c:

[paola .]

Goennec Pen #:

1

Name:

Red Robbin

NickNames:

RR
Red
Robin

How would you use him/her:

I would use Red Robbin by putting him in a story with Karihvi and other characters of mine, he will be used in picture i am working on now and I'll put him in my character thread and use him as like almost kinda lie my main Male or Buck Goennec!^^

Define your Goennec:

Personality:

Red Robbin is a very exciting, hyper, crazy, wild and Kind Goennec. He loves making jokes, playing around, having fun and hanging with friends. He loves to run and climb stuff and be dangerous and acting all bad and tough. Red Robbin can be calm and relaxed at times.

History:

A scream split the air, Red ran and ran until he felt like he was gliding over the ground as he ran. Behind him something evil and dark chased, something you could only see at night in the moon light. He turned and headed north towards the river and mountains. Red looked back and saw nothing, he started slowing down until he stopped next to the river, he relaxed and looked at his reflection and smilied, he looked behind his shoulder just incase and then he looked back at his reflection and screamed seeing the creature above him in his reflection, the creature jumped.
Robin woke up with a jolt and relaxed seeing he was back in the hallow with Kira next to him, he heard the river to the right of him and stood without waking Kirahvi and walked to river.

Other:
He is beautiful and I will love him forever!^^ <3

Likes

Red robbin or RR Likes....

- Strawberries
- Winter
- Day Time
- Climbing boulders and Rocks
- Playing around
- Making Jokes
- Having Fun
- Playing in Water
- The cold
- Sleeping

Dis-Likes:

- Day Time
- Summer
- Being Rude
- Being Mean
- Doing Chores
- Being Grounded!xD
- Heat
- Being Awake forever
- Being Strict

Gender:

Male

Height:

2'3"

Plus More to Know:

Unnaturally Colored

All Hooves


Major WIP

[Brisa]

*please excuse my faults in coherence/grammar, english is not my first language and even when I checked and used a translator some words/sentences can be wrong, I am very sorry :<*
Goennec Pen #:
3
Name:
SHAHNAZ DIT
Nickname:
Shaz
How would you use him/her:
I absolutely adore her in every way, from tuffs of hair in her front legs to her elegant little circles in her chest, she is made of pure win <3. She will be used as a character, who would get art and stories eventually, and even participate with her in the goeys private roleplay board (I am sorry I just rp privately while I learn a bit how to do it so I can feel more confident). She would be a great friend to Porfirio, my kid goennec, and even some kind of substitute mother to him if he permits. I would love her very much :>
Define your Goennec:
Shaz is very timid and reserved, she keeps almost all to herself and rarely says a word, even less she says something deep, as talking about how she feels. She loves her sisters more than anything in the world, they are all her family, and survive from each others support. Shaz is very scared of change, she likes everything to stay still, were its "safe" in her own thoughts, its times and causes are unknown, in its worst days she can fall to tears just because a leaf fell off a tree, and in some others you forget she suffers it. Some herd goennecs say its maybe because of the big trauma she had in her childhood, some others say depression, but the real cause is a complete mystery.
Shaz loves running, and even once she thought of escaping in that mode, but then her sisters found her and convinced her that the best way to get better was to stay together. When you can manage to get her talk you`ll discover she is a very sweet and calm goennec, even the perfect friend kind, since she is a good listener and has a bright memory.
She loves to imagine she lives in a fairytale, and that everything that surrounds her its magical, however, she deep inside knows that isn't true, but its her favorite way to scape from reality for a while. She is considering seriously getting a mate in the siv and convince him to go away somewhere far away, where they can start their life from new.

Likes:
Singing, dancing, flirting with cute guys, looking at the stars at night, talking with her sisters, looking pretty, being with others, eating roses (yup, thats her favorite flower), taking a bath in the river
Dislikes:
Sunsets, Death, hate, being watched, her laugh (XD), Ugly guys flirting with her (in this, she tends to be very superficial, sadly), arrogance, being alone, bees, having to eat another animal

Since I was born I was my herd`s disgreace, the fruit of a curse, the worst calamity that Could ever happen, the death of the last hope. I am the lasto f my 8 older sisters, and the most unlucky one. Well, thinking about it, Hegreda didnt have a so easy childhood neither, being the first rotten kid and all, but everyone didnt have so much hopes in her than in me, and for that, she told me, she was greatful.

Maybe I am sounding confusing and exagerated, but let me get you my story straight:

In my herd, an old very respected one, all the Kings of the royal family need to have a ram boy to heredate the throne from them, all of us, the daughters, the princess of the royal family have no else future than waiting for a big meeting of all the Eastern herds (we live in the Routh one, the others are East, west, and north) during the siv to mate a young Prince or important goennec and live as a consorte the resto f our lives. This is almost a divine law here, it cant be interrupted, it cant be changed, the ancestors did it that way and we must respect their Choice as the best thing to do.
Whoever, a big mess surged some years ago, my mother, the royal queen gave Birth to a daughter, a very beautiful one with expressive green eyes and a big contagious smile, but that didnt care to anyone but mom, she loved her as any mother do, contrary to my father, the king, who Wanted to kill her befote anyone knew what happened and said the child was born dead. My mother heded her in the forest and she saved herself, but my father was furious, and hit my mom until she lost consiseousness. Sivs and years passed, and with them there came 7 gorgeous daughters, but no sign of the so wanted ram, also, my mother grew sicker and weaker, even after the cares her 7 daughters gave her.
**
When she had me she was very very weak, and died a few hours after I was born, everyone in the herd were very disappointed, and started to call me a "curse`s fruit" I am really sure if it s true, my sisters keep telling me that it is a lie, but since I was born, everything I`ve met is death and sadness, that I cant truly say if I am not cursed. My father hates me as well, even more than my herd, at the point of once hitting me strongly, I tried to erase the memory, but when I sleep it comes back to scare me and torment me in the night, at the point of making me hold my breath and swallow my screams and my tears, We are a completely shame for him, the one who is supposed to love us most, to help us and watch us grow, sometimes we all fall to tears, hoping for some kind of miracle to happen, some kind of daylight to come by our lands, some fresh breeze to refresh our souls and carry off our pains, but as we wait, we start to forget what it is to be normal, how our mother was, how soft and warm was her smile, we need a miracle...
**
Today something strange and annoying happened, some noble rams from other herds came to participate in a very weird contest my father, the evergreat king made. After some intelligence and intellectual tests he will choose from them, the new gobernor of this herd, the iniciative had a big bad reaction from the people, specially from the elders, who say our blood its too old to merge it with some strangers one, and even some other ones threated my father about this being the end of his empire, (being that understood by my intelligent father as the end of his life) so, since then, we have been very secured by our own guards, isnt it funny? who would like to kill the good-for-nothing daughters of the old king? at least the guards are quite handsome I must say, and Gleenema, the prettiest one of us has some fun flirting with them, but of course, as we are a disgreace, its hard to find someone who answers to the flirt.
**
This morning I found a very handsome ram, he was beautiful and had a big warm smile, My sisters say he is ugly but I dont see him that way, to me he is perfect, and, who are them to judge him? Fiira`s last boyfriend was completely asimetric, and he talks to me with kind words and expressive eyes, Oh! i must find a way to convince my father he is the right one for me! He would say he is just playing with me, or that he wants to know if I am really a demon, I know it isnt true, and who is my father to judge us? he says he loves me but since I was born I only knew his hate, I will not abbey him anymore, I will run with him to his herd, I don't care what happens next...

*

[pacificcc]

Goennec Pen #: 3

Name: Argo
How would you use him/her: As an adoptable, or a friend to a character, Argo, would be the nickname, and Zig would have a home in my character thread, and if possible, maybe even be able to buy some art!
Define your Goennec:

Personality: Argo is a headstrong, yet friendly creature, he loves to cause trouble, but hates getting caught, which he usually does. At times, he can be extremely serious though.

Likes-Argo loves the water, roaming aimlessly through woods and forests.

Dislikes: Getting caught causing trouble, and lairs.

Backstory:

Got to keep moving... the young Goennec thought, wondering where he would end up next. His last home was torn by humans, although the Two Legged creatures didn't catch a glimpse at he or his herd. He couldn't image what would happen. Once humans discovered anything, they'd obsess over it. They goes nuts for gold...[/i he said to himself, [i]Can't imagine what they'd to to me. at this, he vowed not to get caught. Ever.

One week in human's time passes, as Argo was only a needle length from getting caught. He bolted from the scene, but still wasn't sure if the humans had spotted him. His family went missing. Because he was running so fast, when he skidded to a halt trying not to slide into a stream, for he was cold, he went in with a splash. Water made him feel... Happy. All his worries, he let go, as the current dragged them away, to a far distant place, into the unknown.

Three days later; Argo decides to go downstream, seeing to where the river would lead. He thought of it as his 'long awaited adventure' and kept pursuing the idea. Normally, he led his paws thread on the earth, but occasionally, after walking so long, his paw pads were sore, so he'd travel in the stream.

At the end of the stream: Argo finally managed to find the end of the stream, and after nearing the last bit of water, laid down, panting. He sniffed the air, scenting no danger. He drifted into a light sleep. Pale Blue.. no yellow light. A voice called to him in his dream, A--rggooooo.... it whispered. The young male, got up, and tried to follow the sound. He barked, "Who is it? Where are you?" the voice called back quietly, "I'm always here, Argo." The young male got a little 'creeped out' and asked with a tone of agression, "Who are you? How do you know my name?" the voice hummed, then got louder as he saw the silhouette of a Goennec like himself. Female. She whispered, "I will always love you." Argo yelped, it was his mother. Before he could speak she said, "Farewell.." as her image faded.
Argo woke up. She was gone.

((Will finish soon.))

[! october]

Goennec Pen #:
Nine

Name:
Fade

How would you use him/her:
From the moment I saw Fade; I was in love. The first thought that popped innto my mind was the Chaos, and his story. I have, lately, considered adopting another kid to enter into his story, and I knew that Fade was made for the part when I first laid my gaze upon her. Something about her just clicked; and I had immeadiately known exactly what her story would be. I've fallen in love with this young doe and her personality; and I really wish to call her my own.
Yes, I have won eight Goennecs, but that does not make me love any of them any less. Fade would be immensily cherished; and used quite often. She would become a frequent subject of my study hall doodles; and a new companion to headmate with. She would be given a place in my character site network; which is about ninety percent done; and I would order much art of her. As Triple knows all too well; I've overcome my dislike of ordering art; and have started to focus more on that than saving my pets up for a complete collection. Chaos' story would be revised to include Fade as another main character by his side; and I would write many pieces that focus only on her.

Define your Goennec:

Fade is quite the creature. Her unwillingness to let matters be astounds me, as does her amazingly large arsenal of witty remarks. She is a doe of almost boundless energy, one who is able to race all day and then spend the night watching the reflections of stars in puddles; only to repeat the cycle when morning comes. She does not press limits upon herself; though she acts extremely respectful towards her mother and the Prime. She is, after all, his daughter. In certain ways; she is very much a young doe. It bothers me at times, but what is someone like me to do? I cannot order her to stop staring at the handsome rams during the siv, or snort at her obbsession with beautiful things. I do not really understand her. One moment she'll be talking with me, her golden eyes shining with pleasure at our closeness; and then she'll be shyly eyeing the prince, murmuring things under her breath about how gorgeous his horns are. Only one thing truely sets her appart; a thing that happpens to be nothing more than her suspicions. An elder might have suspicions about the relationship between clouds and storms and such; or a kid about who took the little branch that he had been playing with.
Fade's suspicions run much deeper than that.
Unlike the Prime, she does not trust me. She knows that I am different, that something asbout me is not quite right. Little does she know about the destruction that I cause.
And for fear of her hating me, I hide the truth. I refuse to give anything about the being with whom I share my mind away.
She doesn't believe my facade, which causes problems.
So I hide. She seeks.
And somewhere deep down inside; I know that she will eventually discover the truth.
I shall loathe that day.
-Chaos

To put it simply, Fade lies to herself. Rather than confront herself on the issues involving her relationship with Chaos; she chooses to distort the truth and allow herself to see him as a manipulative, evil creature. By doing this she is able to stay in her own little fantasy world where the Prince loves her and she will someday bear him many kids. The truth is; the Prince sees her as nothing more than a young doe. Fade likes to play pretend in order to discard Chaos from her thoughts. All Fade wants is to be appreciated and loved. She is a terrible fighter, and horrid at being social; which often makes it seem as though friendships with her are impossible. Fade is naturally suspicious, yes, but she has a habit of taking an innocent suspicion and taking it much too far. Mabey this is why her relationship with Chaos has so deteriorated. If she ever chose to truely look deep within her soul; Fade would be able to see these things clearly, and change for the better. The only problem is that she would rather stay in her world of make believe where she is the Prince's future mate than choose to accept the truth of things.

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At the time of Fade's birth; the herd that she would be part of was large, but under control. Their Prime, an old ram, liked the herd to stay neutral; avoiding conflict with other herds. He had no wishes to expand the herd by defeating and forcing in does, but rather chose to sit on the fence, not taking sides. Lucky for her; Fade's mother was the mate of the Prime, and Fade was the only kid that her mother was able to conceive, even though her parents tried for more. For some reason; the Prime liked kids very, very much. When he took interest in a young ram named Chaos; it was no surprise to the herd. While Chaos was mind and good-natured; the entity that he shared his mind with was not. Klavox. The Manipulator. A demon, a failed possession. And so when the little ram began to persuade the Prime to start entering conflicts, it was not simply because of Chaos' wish to be the Prime's advisor. It was Klavox's wish.

For the first two years of her life; Fade was very content. She spent lazy days hanging around Chaos; racing and playing with her red and black friend. This was before his mind was taken. The two of them were close; not bothering to waste their time with the older members of the herd. They were happy by themselves. When they both reached the third year landmark; things went horridly awry. The Possession took place; and suddenly, Fade was no longer as close to her friend. He would begin to spend more and more time around her father; encouraging the glassy-eyed ram to strive for a larger and more prosperous herd through acts of fighting and taking land. Fade, on the other hand, became more of a doe and less of a kid. She became increasingly suspicious of her former friend; questioning him on almost all of his actions. Chaos, of course, never responded with the truth.

While the young ram battled his mind; war came up between Fade and her own body. When learning to fight became mandatory, Fade began to realize the truth about herself. The truth that would soon be a full-fledged doe. Unlike the young rams; her horns stayed the same size, and she didn't become any more muscular. When the Prime ordered that skirmisheds begin to take place between Goennecs of the herd and outsiders; Fade found herself staying back at the territory rather than prance off beside the Prince and Chaos. Fade, of course, did not like having her weakness exposed. Her small stature and lack of strength made her good at nothing besides running from fights. It was because of her dislike of being exposed that caused her to grow increasingly wary of the relationship between her father and her friend. She didn't not want the fighting to stop because she was a peaceful creature; but simply becayuse she did not enjoy looking bad. For this reason, Fade began to crack down on her companions.

Though not strong of body, Fade was strong of mind. She became an antagonist; trying to force answers out of others by her words; her suspicions causing her to become increasingly wary of those that she had once treasured most. She became close to the Prince; trusting him more than her own father. More frequently she began to question the Prime on why he listened to such a young ram; but the old Goennec was too dense to see what was right in front of his face. As was the rest of the herd. And so as Fade set off on a crusade to find out the truth of why the herd was becoming what it was, she set off alone.

- - - - -

It was her third Siv, and hopefully the last one that she would be unable to participate in. Below her milled crowds of females, all of which heavy with kids. A harsh light flickered across her golden gaze when she laid her eyes upon a certain group of females, eight, to be exact. They were the Prince's harem this year, and a very large one compared to the others. Fade flicked her tail angrily, wincing when it became stuck in the branches of the buc=sh theat she crouched under. Though it was a juvinile act, Fade did not want to be seen at this time. Let them all think that I went to go fight with some of the outsiders. If the herd's main strategy was that of fleeing; Fade would have made an excellent fighter. Unfortunately, that was not the case. So now, she hid, embarassed by her lack of strength; eyeing the Prince's harem does with frustration. She, of course, was too young to carry a kid; though she had long since promised herself that she would bear the Prince many, many offspring. Where Chaos had failed her through his lies, the Prince had remained at her side as a friend. With a small huff, Fade twisted her head, untangling her mane from the prickly branches. She hated being seen as weak. She hated Chaos' lies. She hated her father's stupidity. She hated the fighting. What don't I hate? The Prince, she liked the the Prince. His sense of humor, his strength and physical looks, his ability to defend her. But most of all; his willingness to see past her prickly side and into the shining, spirit that lay beneath. Why couldn't Chaos be the same? There was something amiss with him, that she knew. What could be so terrible that he wouldn't tell her?
The bleat of a ram brought the little gray female out of her daydreaming. Fade quickly scrambled out from under the bush; and flickered her tail happily when she saw several of the rams, including Chaos and the Prince, returning. She quickly raced down the small grassy slope; her golden eyes glimmering as she dashed towards her friends. The Prince turned his gaze in her direction and smiled; then proceded to trot towards her. WHen he continued to walk, however, passing Fade, the little female felt her heart lurch. Laying her ears back, she turned away from the ram nuzzling his does.
"Hello."
Why me?
"Chaos." No one like him would be getting anything more of a greeting out of her.
The young ram's smile quickly faded at her coldness, and his green eyes darkened.
"Why must you be so stoic?"
"Why must you be so secretive?" Her voice was little more than a low hiss as she quickly responded, her eyes glimmering with annoyance.
Chaos lurched back at this, hurt shining in his eyes."I have to go see the Prime." He left quickly, his tail hanging low.
Fade expected to feel the usual sense of victory wash over her; but all she felt was an extreme pang of lonliness. The Prince was off with his does, and Chaos was off with the Prime.
Fade sighed quietly; and turned, retreating back up to her bush. At least when she was the under the bush no one could see how alone she was.
Why me?

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Art: Fade and Chaos.

Fade on the left and Chaos on the right. :3

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Thank you for reading and considering my form; I am really hoping to call this lovely little doe my own.

[Skyfoxx]

Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Parla
How would you use him/her:
She would be one of my characters (Which I have only one of; so she would get plenty of attention). She would eat anybody who doesn't follow my trade rules (Just kidding... xD). If I can; I'd find a way to have art of her; as she is beauuutiful; as anybody here can clearly see. Also; I would RP her in the Goennec RP; 'cuz Gonnecs are awesome, and I mean it. She would will always be in my Fursona & Characters thread, and in my heart, living a happy life filled with love; I promise.

Define your Goennec:

Parla is kind, sweet, and not easily discouraged. She can be a bit rough and stubborn at times; though. Sometimes; she may be a bit on the shy; or quiet side; especially when meeting somebody she has never met before; but at other times; acts completely the opposite. Once you get to know her; though; she's a rather outgoing gonnec who loves to have fun - just like any other human or animal alike.

Parla is that type of fiesty gonnec who sticks up both for herself, and others; whatever the cost may be. She just can't bear to see somebody being bullied; and finds a way to tell the bully off. Sometimes; this can lead her into trouble; but she keeps doing it regardless of what happens. She loves making new friends; although sometimes she's rather shy when meeting somebody she hasn't met before; like I said above; and enjoys hanging out with friends.

One of Parla's favorite pasttimes is to collect rare crystals, gems, and special rocks that she can find; or at least take a look at them. Although it's pretty hard finding one; when she does; she is extremely pleased with herself and is in a good mood for the rest of the day - perhaps even longer! Another one of her favorite things to do is to listen to birds in song; especially when she's feeling pretty much down or crestfallen; it cheers her up a lot. She often says that the birds are telling their own story when they're singing.

Although being a brave goennec; Parla does have her own fears. She fears cages; as she does not want to be locked up; and wants to spend her life in freedom. She also fears fire; as one destroyed her home when she was a young gonnec; and being in very dark - almost black - spaces alone - although she will do it if she absolutely has to.

Overall; Parla is a friendly and outgoing gonnec; brave and sometimes stubborn; has likes and dislikes - like anybody else; but that's what makes her so special; that she doesn't try to be different.

A Poem I made about Parla:

Parla
by Blazefur_

In the plains of life and freedom,
lived a wise goennec who was brave and true.
She listened to hums of the gentle birds,
And stood up for her rights, all the way through;
Never to have been unheard.

Parla was the goennec's name,
A name of strength and passion,
Who always reminded dear old friends,
Of the great, wonderful Panda.

Dark times surrounded her past;
Things that would tickle your spine;
But yet she stood strong through all,
No matter what the problem might be.

Like everybody, she had her pastimes,
And her dark, deepest fears,
She had her friends, and
Good and bad traits alike.

That's some of what I admire,
Of my dear old friend,
and last of all I must say,
This poem has reached an end.

Parla's Story:


Oh, you want to hear my story? Okay; I tell you; but I'll give you a warning; It's not as princessy and happy as people think. So, here we go...

I remember when I was younger. It was fun then; not that it still wasn't there now, of course; but things were much easier then now. I was with my parents; Kayla and Derai, both who were a mixture of black and white; just like me. I had no siblings at all; I was an only child; and I still am, today. We did not live in a herd yet; and were looking for one; as our old herd had broken up. Anyways; when I was young; something happened to me... I remember it clearly, even now....

I opened one, bleary eye to see something gray... probably a rock or something... But I was wrong. When I opened both my eyes and smelt that horrible scent; and felt that heat, I realized... Fire! I looked around for my parents, who were fast asleep. "Mom! Dad! Wake up! There's a fire!" I screamed; fear filling up my whole body. They woke up; realizing it soon; like I did. Both rose to their feet; worried about me. "Come, Parla! We must get out!" Said my father, Derai; looking strong; but his trembling voice betraying his fear. I followed, like my mother did, all of us running as fast as we could; but there seemed to be no end to the smoke; and the flames. My heart was pounding; and occaisionally; I thought I saw the tiniest trace of a blue sky; but I had fooled myself; there was no blue sky to be seen. I was aware of the tired breaths of my parents. Finally, I saw a trace of something blue... the sky! We were getting close; but before anything else could happen; a tree burst into flames, falling to the ground; the fire touching everything it could touch... It was greedy today; I knew it. I looked back at my parents, who had stopped with a gasp, and who had slowly descended to the ground. My mother, Kayla, rasped, "Parla, the smoke has reached our lungs..." She coughed, and continued, "We can't go farther... You are stronger... you can do it... Have faith..." My eyes widened; trying to deny this. "No, I won't leave without you!" I responded stubbornly; yet fearfully. How could I leave my only parents? Both my mother and father coughed, and this time Derai spoke. "You have a whole life in front of you, Parla... Run!... Please, do it for our sakes..." His eyes were begging, pleading. I looked at him in sadness; and I whispered, "I'll do it... I love you..." My gaze turned away from my parents, for the last time; and I shot a furious look at the flame which would take away Derai and Kayla's life. I realized that the only way to go now was forward; I could not go back. Summoning all my strength; I ran; as if one hundred wolves were on my tail. Just before I reached the tree-trunk that was on flame; I leaped; my hind legs pushing forcefully off of the ground. For a moment, I thought I was flying; until I realized how childish that was. Finally, my paws and hooves hit painfully to the ground; but I didn't lose my detirmination through all of it. I ran; ran away from my parents; off to freedom; off where the hungry flame could not reach. I ran; although every step was paining me; until the smoke finally cleared out; and I could see the wonderful, beautiful; amazing blue sky; and a stretch of plain across, as well as a river. I kept on running; after I passed the river; until I found a pool of water which I could drink from. I did; and soon enough; rested on the ground; and closed my eyes; afraid of what visions of the day might come back.

After that incident; I recovered from the fire; but never from the loss of my parents; even now. It still pains me. I managed to find a herd which accepted me; after a few more misfortunes that I had... No, I'm not telling you! That's for later... Anyways, they named themselves Kigai. Appearantly, in this foriegn language; Kigai means 'strong one'. Pretty nice... Nowadays; everybody considers me a Kigai; and I do myself; but I have a plan. To get a mate; have some children; and rebuild the ancient herd that I had once been a part of in my childhood... both for me, and my parents, and possibly my future children; because I want the good, old days back again; this time to last for forever.

[June Bug]

I'm 2 and a half hours late >> hurrr~
Ah well, I'll close the round now and tuttle away quietly~ >>

[Desmond]

I DON'T KNOW! Dx

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3. Parla

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(LF) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4210#p6652443

6. Barry

(Cal) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4190#p6651559

(AC) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4220#p6653524

(WC) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4220#p6654881

(SK) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4230#p6656319

(Calp) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4270#p6665470

7. Nobell

(Vel) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4220#p6654288

(KDK) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4220#p6654836

(Sixx) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4240#p6662223

8. Cyan

(SC) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4180#p6649687

(PC) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4310#p6684981

(Mal) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4310#p6685916

(Mo) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4310#p6695033

9. Fade

(AuU) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4180#p6649540

(CRK) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4230#p6658649

(Jel) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4310#p6686287

(RO) viewtopic.php?f=10&t=118117&start=4320#p6723809

There's the list... I have to go make dinner.

[corgie]

-3B- Mamlio Malimo [i think that is how there username is spelled] Switched there form to adopt number 7 instead of 8 :3