Fear's-alpha fear~New litter

[~This.Is.My.Fate.~]

~Thanks so much! I love it ^.^~

[silvahsky]

im soo happy you like it ;D!!!!

ad both payements have ben made for the customs

(this.is.my.fate and cscollecter12)

[tytrack]

Username
priceless.boys

Name
Insanity

Background Story
"When I was only a newborn, I was left alone in the colder sacks of the world. It was me against everyone else. And So I said, 'so be it.' I never really knew my mother or my father, let alone my siblings. I just.. played be the world's rules. Well, some of them. If you really knew me, you'd already be running. If you don't, you'll end up running in a few days. When I was a young buck, I decided I needed to stand up. No more hiding from the world. I came out from my shadow of my old self, and explored the cold, chilling world. It chilled me, not knowing anyone in the world. But, My life played out. The world became a dark, gray, unforgiving place. It wasn't the best childhood a young doe or buck could have, but it wasn't bad. It was... Okay. But, I'd sit outside by the lake, wondering, My mind wandering far past these demonic lands, into a new, Happier place. Where it was always summer, no snow. No hate. But, not that I can't say It wasn't my fault at all. I sometimes scare others, but.. I don't mean to. When I'd become about two years, I had to fight for territory, as did all the other bucks. I came upon a dangerous buck named Creed. We, as always, had to fight for a doe. But, the other bucks always won against me. But, what Creed did was deathly. He used his sharp, pointy antlers to scar across my face. No, not really a scar.. My eyes. Were gone. It left only gray holes where they used to be, and I was blinded. He won the doe, though I didn't care who won or not. The other does and bucks taunted me, calling me 'Seeker'. They said I was an 'Eyesight seeker.' It hurt me, but I got over it. Once I was old enough, I set out on a long journey. And I was captured. Bears. They had be captured In a cave. Never let their sight off of my lithe, silver-and-white shape. I had such a smirk on my face, it stayed there for the rest of my life. That same, subtle smirk that was full of taunted sadness. Once I fell asleep in the bear's den, it was over. So, I stayed up all night. Not once did any of the bears sleep. I was so starving, that I Decided I need to escape. So, When the bears suddenly left to go hunting for something that wouldn't realize they were there, he ran for his life. That same smirk seemed to scar his white, fluffy face. With no eyes, He had no idea where he was going. Time was my only fear. Whenever I stopped, I got a drink from a nearby river, and ate some bark off of the trees because of the snow. Eventually, I became used to this weather. I blended perfectly with the white snow. I wished that some day, I'd have love, a family, friends. But that would never happen for a pitiful fear like me. Psh, This is why we're called fears. I am one to be feared.

Day two of my running, and I came upon a doe named Beauty. She was an absolutely beautiful doe. But, she didn't have feelings for me the way I did for her. But, we became great friends. But, then came another Buck who took her to his herd, and left me because I was 'weak.' Weeks after that, I became one of the most large, Strongest Buck in the forests. The bucks were all afraid of me because of the way I looked and how I towered over them. Small talks? I never talked in my life. That same smirk was always on my face. Somehow, I had become the taunting one.

Day four of my Journey, I finally made it to the place I wanted to be. It was the place I'd always dreamed of. It was Paradise! I stood on a large, flat cliff as I watched the sun set over the horizon, the clouds parted over the sun as it set. Below me, My Herd of tons of fears stood, grazing on the heather field below me. My antlers stool high above my head, as my smirk disappeared from my face, and It seemed as if I still had my eyes. It was all I'd ever dreamed of.

H A P P I N E S S .

Relationships
He is timid, yet he's very... Confusing. In fact, he's hardly understandable, which makes him the way he is.

Hobbies
Hide. He's afraid that if the world sees who he truly is, they'll outcast him. He wants someday to find love, but he probably won't. He also loves looking over his herd, and despite how he acts, on the inside, he's a softy and he's very sweet. He has huge, kind, loving heart.

Deer Number
Number four, Perhaps? I think he's absolutely adorable, despite the missing eyes.

Gender
Heh, What do you think? He's a buck, obviously. Pfft..

CodeWord
C O R R U P T E D

Also, I would've picked the Clown one, But I'm afraid of clowns. o-o

{Also, how many can we sign up for?}

[silvahsky]

{{ i say about two max. And dont worry, we didnt forget your form ^^ we are waiting for all of them to be like wanted...? And then we will judge on who made the best forms/back stories and etc}}

[yeena]

Oh. Let me reserve !. I thought first come, first serve. When I get a computer tommorow you'll see a form here.

[silvahsky]

{{ not this time ^^}}

{{ this time its about writing skills ouo }}

[guy fieri]

▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ PATCH █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁

▓ username ▓
Stormoutside

▓ name of fear? ▓
Patch

▓ story about its background ▓
"I remember the little girl who made me. She had been out in the woods by her house and saw a Fear, she tried to catch it but all here efforts had no avail so she ran home and started sowing, thus creating me. Sure, I wasn't the nicest, I was falling apart right from the start but she loved me. I remember her name, it was Emilie, a name for the prettiest girl in the world. She cared for me, and I wanted to care for her, but I couldn't. As the years went by and Emilie grew up her friends would make fun of her because she had a silly stuffed deer, I tried to tell her to forget about them and pay no attention but one day she had enough. She picked me up and took me outside where she paused next to a river, whispering "I'm sorry Patch" and then I felt the wind rush behind me and a splash.

I opened my eyes to a grey, angry sky pouring heavy rain, and felt a rock underneath me. I suddenly had this funny feeling, as if all the happiness in the world had come rushing into me and felt my leg twitch.

I was alive."

▓ and relationships with fears ▓
Patch has never met another fear, but if he did he would be joyous.

▓ what does it usually like to do? ▓
He enjoys looking up a the sky, and watching the clouds move slowly across the sky. He is a bit dreamy, and inspired by almost anything.

▓ deer number ▓
5

▓ Gender ▓
Male

▓ Codeword ▓
Corrupted

[SmileChild]

you have to fill out this form for us artists to judge them
C: write a story and why they are like that or how they ended up that way.
username:smilechild
name of fear?:smiling marionette
story about its background:this fearwas once a doll, (like banettefrom pokemon) but got posessed once its child left it now, its known as the smiling marionette
and relationships with fears:none
what does it usually like to do?:stalk children who abandon toys
deer #:5
Gender:n/a(its loneliness never got friends exept for the children it once got played with)
Codeword:currupted
(id lik to get 5 please C:)

[Lohac Lopah]

you have to fill out this form for us artists to judge them
C: write a story and why they are like that or how they ended up that way.


username: fandomunicorn
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name of fear?: Ragdoll

story about its background: Ragdoll was once a small voodoo doll that was created my a mean old witch who went by the name Mageth. He had no life force inside of him that time, but could faintly feel the pricks of needles in his side and feel the pain that a fear else where was feeling. Everyday he tryed to move, and do something, but he was just a Voodoo doll of a Fear else where. Later that night, for some odd reason the with was found dead in her little cabin, and like normal when witches die, they disappear without a trace. A little girl came into the place later, peeking in, and slowly inching towards the pot of greenish liquid. Once the child laid eyes on the Voodoo doll, she toke out the needles curiously, and threw them away. But when the child was about to put him back from her play, he slipped out of her grasp and into the pot of green, and suddenly as he knew it, he slowly grew bigger and bigger, and he felt... alive. He has been since, and as it surprisingly turns out, he is friendly, even if most don't view him as so, also because he can't speak.

and relationships with fears:
The closest he has is seeing them, even if they run away on first sight.

what does it usually like to do?:
He has been trying to find the fear that was the victim to the witch, but he has no luck, but her keeps on trying.

deer #:
5.

Gender:
male

Codeword: Corrupted

[luisa]

I love the new litter, going to enter soon. c;