[Chimericect]

Marking, will be helping a friend owo

[zaz]

res <3

[Adonis]

reservve

[~Static~]

Star

Pseudonym

✎just a name...
Not even a real one.

✎Name; I suppose it depends. Her true name, the name her parents gave her, was Star.

✎Her name that she gave herself was Pseudonym.

✎Being a writer, Pseudonym actually uses Pseudonym as her pen name, or pseudonym. Pseudonym goes by Nym..

✎This isn't because she doesn't like the name "Star", it is simply because she had problems with her family, and isolated herself from them. The usual vibrant, carefree Star disappeared. Many thought she had turned into a shell of her former self, and left her alone. This was fine with her, for a while, until she grew lonely.

✎Many still leave her alone.

✎pseu·do·nym
sood-n-im

a fictitious name used by an author to conceal his or her identity; pen name.

[grizzly.]

┏---Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ---┓

↷ Ｎａｍｅ ⇉ Zorro
↷ Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ⇉ female
↷ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ⇉
a strong willed,pseudodragon.
She has a very spirit-filled soul,
and is quite outgoing, with a
timid temperment, and knows
how to crack a joke here and there.
↷ Ｌｉｋｅｓ ⇉ food, dogs,
camping, lakes, friends, house pets,
snow (only to slide around in), summer,
night time.
↷ Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ ⇉ bullied,
fighting,rain, thunderstorms, nightmares,
death, spiders.

┗------Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ --------┛

[rochester.]

f o r t u i t o ;;

name ;; fortuito

nickname ;; forty

name meaning ;; means "chance" in latin

name pronunciation ;; four-too-ito

gender ;; male

voice ;; average tone, a little higher then the norm, and loud.

catchphrase ;; quality is in the abnormality, my paragon.

disorders ;; fortuito was born without the tuft thought to be used to attract mates on the bottom of his neck. however, his feelings towards potential mates barely vary off the norm. because of this he has little to no social success.

personality ;; fortuito first displayed excellence when he started sorting food by color, then texture, then flavor. when he confronted a childhood enemy with cool reasoning why taking out anger on others was self detrimental [complete with oral report and poster board] it was over the top. in a nutshell, forty was the precocious pseudo of the century. not only overly intelligent, fortuito uses his intelligence to help other in strange ways. to friends, he will suggest sensible ways to make up to lost lovers or even ways to help with diets. when any of the rare pseudos that are friends to forty appear, he often gives them instant ways to improve themselves... sometimes insultingly. an example of a passing between forty and a friend might be something like:
"hello, fortuito."
"comb your neck. it looks awful, which in no doubt is why she dumped you."
"thanks...?"
although forty seems kind of nasty, he is rather shy around those he does know. once he comes into contact with a psuedo, and has gone over his usual pompous critiques of them, he blubbers for a bit, searching for a conversation topic. it's worse around female psuedodragons. fortuito usually embarasses himself so horribly around women that he usually walks away very quickly while the female in question is speaking.
fortuito is very gentle and kind to animals. although he cannot carry a conversation with them, he drones on about his day to them. he hopes that someday he will either find the right psuedo for him or be granted the power to talk to creatures. some of his friends include marigold and primrose the squirrels, tango the cat, and division the pig. included is one of his long, droning speeches that he delivered to tango the cat.

fortuito's day ;; "tango, tango, tango. where have you been these past days? i have seen your footprints scattered around the muddy banks of the river. oh, the river! it's waters brushed my paws today, tango. that was when i saw a glimpse of dark blue! it was a female, tango, and was she ever repulsed by my presence! she seemed to think i was a female, something that happens, as you know, all too often for my taste. this was slightly after sunrise, i must clarify. but she was slightly plump, fat pulsing out from under her ribs. her teeth and claws were dulling. she had a despondent look in her eyes, as if she had a deep secret she wished to tell. or she was looking for a mate! i remember this so vividly tango, how she flicked her tail at me. she now seemed confused. she tilted her azure head to the side, eying me. now i realize that she must have been trying to reason if i was a male or a female. she tutted softly.
'who are you?' she asked, in a rude, impudent tone. didn't she realize, thought i, that this was my place, my territory? i had lived by this river since... well, since i can remember! most living around here didn't venture near me. thought i was rude or antisocial. by any rate, not one to be reckoned with.
'this is my place.' i said, equally as rudely as she had done. 'i am fortuito.'
'a dude.' said she, with a slight hint of disappointment. not looking for a mate, then. looking for a friend, perchance?
'ain't you an little abnormality, with no looks or tuft?' she sniffed. oh, saying abnormality would play right into my little saying. i'm sure you must know it by now, tango.
'quality is in the abnormality, my paragon.' i stated matter-of-factly, saying it in a tone that made it sound like i had taken it from a work of literature.
'oh, i sees how it is, i do. you try to sound all smart-alecky. ain't that it?'
i blinked. 'n-no. not at all, you intolerably cute little plump baby...' oh no. that had sounded like an insult! i panicked. 'i mean, you little cherub of sweet, unhealthy sugarplums...'
she focused those gray eyes on me. 'you betta watch out for me, you lil' boy.' she said in a melodramatic voice. 'you've made an enemy of this neighbor.'
she left. good thing! i watch as her ruffled neck left my line of sight. i went back to tallying up the number of nuts i had eaten from the bush. i needed to have enough to save throughout the cold season. for a short period, the river freezes up, tango. you were born right after that, that's when all the kittens come alive. many of my less kind fellows eat cat meat, but i don't like that kind of disgusting affair. oh, don't you look at me so reproachfully! i spared you, didn't i? well, i think that if you and me and division eat our stock of seeds as well as the nuts, we should be good. i sent divvy to dig up some nice radishes we can freeze. nothing beats a cold winter's day like some radishes! you'll get some nice, plump mice, won't you tango? yes. now, let me go gather some nuts."

[Kattata]

Reserved, will edit~

eeeeee, this is my first attempt at a pseudodragon, I'm so excited~!!! ;u;

[freybugg]

Call me.....Secret.

✗ Name-
My name is Siren(Funny huh). Call me my nickname ,Secret just because of how secretive and how I don't trust many others..I don't even trust you. Well back to the name Siren, I mean what were my parents thinking? Its funny how opposite it is to me so PLEASE call me Secret..if you must talk to me..

✗ Gender-
Of course I'm ah male! if you didn't think so then well, you better sleep with your eyes open!

✗ Personality-
Well, lets just start with the basics. My name is Siren or you can call me Secret. My favorite color is of course black. I love to listen to many songs like, Sail(ft. Awolnation) , and Riot(ft.Three Days Grace). Everyone I know well always jokes about how I don't talk much. I am VERY talkative when sending a massage to someone but talking in person? Not a chance at getting more than a few short answers from me. I also have some anger issues as you might be able/have been able to tell. Well, if you must know I absolutely love Fried foods.End of story. Oh, you want to know anything more? Well, here's a clue. I'm VERY sarcastic when I do talk. and when I get angry, I suggest walk away very slowly..or maybe we could have a party?(Remember I'm very sarcastic). I also don't talk to anyone I don't know, so if you want to be friends with me you must gain my trust.

✗ Theme Song-
Echo-Jason Walker

✗ Meeting His First friend Story-
He sat on a lower branch of a tree at a height of about eighteen feet in the air, and curled his tail around his feet, which where gripping the bark lightly. Looking down at his ipod and turned the music to his favorite song, which soon was blasting into his ears through his head-phones. as he started to shake his head to the music. as he was listening to the last verse a giggle caught his attention. He turned his head as jumped about ten feet in the air, then quickly gripped the branch again. a small creature hung in front of him, and just giggled more. It was a small squirrel, that he realized was chattering and he'd mistake'd it for laughing. he sighed, and reached for the head-phones hanging on the edge of the branch which had fallen of his head in surprise. He then went back to what he was doing before. He heard the squirrel chatter more urgently and he turned his back to the small creature. It suddenly jumped on him and he shook it off. then he spotted the large bird, which was headed for him. He quickly ran down the branches of the tree. the bird started to follow him then went back toward the branch above his which he realized had its t=nest. he shook his at his absentmindedness. he looked back toward the squirrel which might have just saved him from an angry bird. He saw it coming toward him cautiously. He walked straight up to it happily. he lowered himself down and it jumped onto his back.

[Sora Kurai]

Do to a request, I'm extending this until June 1st.

[wayward will]

--- asimi;;
s i l v e r p r i n c e s s

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basics ▼
► name // asimi
► nicknames // mia (me-uh)
► origin // greek
► meaning // silver
► gender // female

favorites ▼
► color // grey
► flower // iris
► weather // cloudy
► bird // raven
► artistic tool // pencil

least favorites ▼
► color // red
► flower // chrysanthemum
► weather // sunshine
► bird // peacock
► artistic tool // paints

artwork ▼
► a raven
► self portrait
► making friends

other ▼
► themesong // songs of life - neil diamond
► worst fear // people disliking her art
► dream // to overcome her fear
► sexuality // straight
► friend // a raven named mavros

ending ▼
► i hope you have enjoyed my form
► for this wonderful pseudodragon c:
► if the raven friend is against any
► pseudodragon characteristics
► i will remove it from my form ^^

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p e r s o n a l i t y
>>>>/introverted - lonely - artistic/
mia is extremely and seriously introverted. she hates meeting people
unknown to her and is terrified of strangers. she is also extremely
artistic and loves creating things. she wishes that she was brave
enough to show them to other pseudodragons, but she always gets
too uncertain and nervous before she can. mia feels that her art s
hould be shown freely, and therefore she is lonely on account of her
shy personality.

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h o b b i e s
>>>>/sketching - feathers/
mia's main hobby is sketching with pencils or charcoal. she loves her
monochrome drawings, but, as mentioned before, is nervous about
showing them to others. she only draws in shades of grey, black and
white because she is colorblind, and feels more comfortable when
she knows exactly what color she's using. her second hobby is
collecting raven feathers. she loves them, with their shiny dark gloss
and soft edges. she likes to stick them onto her sketches, and
sometimes she likes to put them on strings and hang them around
her neck.

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a r t w o r k
>>>>/pencils - charcoal - ink/
asimi loves drawing, but she will only draw with monochrome colored
instruments, her favorite being pencils. you can see some of her fav-
orite pieces to the left.

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m a v r o s
>>>>/friends - feathers - love/
mia has one good friend; mavros, a black raven. asimi and mavros
have been friends ever since mia started following him around and
picking up his glossy black feathers. originally, mavros looked on
mia as a nuisance, but once she started drawing him and showing
him her pictures, they became inseparable friends.