[lost in time.]

Username;; Lost in Time.
Name;;
Gender;; Male.
5-word personality;; Cold, guarded, distrustful, furtive, cryptic.
ONE extra;;

[TrueBluuue]

Username;; TrueBluuue
Name;; Aden meaning "of fire"
Gender;; Male
5-word personality;; Hard-Headed, Temperamental, Quiet, Protective, Impatient
ONE extra;;

[peppermintleo]

Username;; PureCrazy
Name;; Chromian
Gender;; Male
5-word personality;; passive, flighty, introverted, manipulative, and smooth.
ONE extra;; WIP

[Cleverify]

Ｄａｌｌａｎ Ｒｅｅｄ

"Ｉ ｍａｙ ｂｅ ＢＬＩＮＤ ｂｕｔ Ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ ＳＴＵＰＩＤ."

Username;; Cleverify

Name;; Dallan Reed

Gender;; Male

5-word personality;;
-Observant
-Intelligent
-Sarcastic
-Overcritical
-Temperamental



Art[Extra];;

[Dova]

Username;;
Dova

Name;;
Aros

Gender;;
Male

5-word personality;;
secretive , innovative , resilient , solitary , spirited

Extra;;



Sorry for rush job on art, I wanted to make sure it was done in time ;w; I'm in love!

[amamile]

Username;; Unboxed
Gender;; gendefluid, but he uses ♂ pronouns
Name;; Stockholm, just because his mother liked the sound of it. He considers his name the bane of his existence

5-word personality;;
[perfectionist/sarcastic/cynical/uninterested/anti-social]

job;; Stockholm works at a run-down little pet shop in Hong Kong. Well, the sign says pet shop, but in reality they only sell pet food and fish, what a let-down. He sits in the faded plastic chair behind the counter and stares menacingly at anyone who wanders in. He's not very good at his job, overfeeding the fish and not assisting the customers, but the owner is his uncle so he's not getting fired any time soon. Being your typical over dramatic punk-rock teen, he considers the orange betta in the star-shaped bowl his best friend. He likes to complain to the betta, which he's named Mai, about his lack of social prowess, and horribly bizarre name.

[∅blivi∅n]

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Hey there, I'm ∅blivi∅n. Just a reminder that the content of this form is my original idea and by copying any part of my form you are committing an act of plagiarism. This is illegal. So please, respect my work and respect yourself by staying original. Thanks a billion!

--- Basic information

»» Name Vee Torres Chevron
»» Gender Male ♂
»» Personality Liberated ᐤ Self-loathing ᐤ Open Minded ᐤ Introverted ᐤ Kind

--- Backstory

This is the one extra. The perspective is 1st person past tense.

When I was born, my parents named me "Vee." It was a splendid name and I loved it. I would prance around saying it over and over, loving the way it rolled off my tongue. I was a spoiled child and I never had a want in the world, but that's not always a good thing. I grew to be selfish and cold. The only person that mattered to me was myself. I couldn't even care for my parents. I took advantage of everything they did for me. I didn't know how good I had it. Despite my life being wonderful and easy, I always felt like I was trapped in some wire birdcage 50 feet off the ground and there was no way out. I was reckless as well, always doing stupid things and getting injured because I knew we could always fix it. Or, at least I thought we could. I never realized that my parents were not a happy couple. My mother always seemed to shy away from my father but I never took notice. I had no way of knowing he was abusing her. Until I caught her trying to kill herself in the middle of the night. I had been rubbing the sleep from my eyes and I hadn't noticed her there. She had gone underwater, but she had been there for far to long. I pulled her out of the pool and she screamed at me. "Why couldn't you just leave me there?!" I began to cry and she realized that was not what she should have said. She held my close to her and explained everything. So we made plans to leave. I was selfish, but I knew enough to know that my mother took care of me so I did care about her safety. Besides, what she had told me about my father scared me. It seemed that she, too, was trapped in a wire cage and couldn't escape. On the night when we would run away though, my father caught us. He locked us in a closet and it was pitch black. We smelled gasoline and I heard the faint sound of a match being lit. My mother cried out and began to try to break down the door more desperately than before. The door gave way after a while, but mostly because it had begun to burn away. We tried to run but the house was falling apart, blocking our path. The smoke clouded my vision and made it hard to breathe. We ran and when we finally made it outside, I looked behind me and my mother was nowhere to be seen. I ran back in and I found her crushed under a fallen beam. She smiled at me sadly and her tears were black with ash as she said the last thing she would ever say to me. "Run." So I did. My vision became hazier and hazier but I couldn't stop running. I knew I had left the house, though I still couldn't see because the heat of the fire was gone and I could breathe a bit easier. I coughed up what I presumed to be black liquid. I wouldn't know. My mother's face was the last thing I saw.

I wandered alone. Blind as I was, I tripped over and into all sorts of things. I was sure I was still covered with soot from the fire, as well as mud and leaves I had picked up along the way. I didn't know what to do. I didn't think I could call myself Vee anymore, and it no longer seemed right in my mouth. I remembered reading a while back, that a chevron was an upside-down v, so i began to call myself that instead. I dropped my last name entirely for fear of being connected to my father. I was never sure of what happened to him, though I'm pretty sure he had escaped the fire. I don't remember my mother or my father very well anymore. After the fire I let go and I started to realize more important things in life. I was no longer selfish, I learned that my selfishness had blinded me to life. I hated myself for it, and I still do, but I don't dwell on that too much. I am alone far too often to be loathing the only one around. I spent what had to be a year wandering blind and starving until I was discovered by an elderly couple. They took me in and have cared for me, and I do all in can to repay them for their kindness. They taught me how to be humble and kind, and they made me realize something about myself. Though it may seem backwards, now that I'm blind. I have found the door to the cage and I have been liberated.

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Thanks for reading and good luck to everyone!

[.Survivor.]

Username;; Serenaded By Angels
Name;; Arkantos
Gender;; male
5-word Personality;; Determined, Brave, Adventurous, happy, YOLO!
ONE extra;;


Fire in the night
Such a wondrous sight
A ruling light
Not dimmed by might
Never one shamed
Who cannot be tamed
A burning will
That can't sit still
Though lost in darkness
He guides the lost
Who think they can find
A way out of this mined
Dark, dusty, dimmed sight
A lone wanderer
Who has no sight.

[blueh]

FEE-nix ;; Greek origin

----At first, I had a bit of a hard time deciding what I wanted to do for this extra. I thought about art, but at the same time, to me at least, art really doesn't give you the 'full picture' and I wanted to be able to explain about his personality. It seems kind of random at first, but I actually put a lot of thought and research into it and I decided that I'd share this information with you rather than doing something else. His name immediately came to me after I saw him and thought, 'wow, this is the one. this is the plumie that I'm going to pour my heart out to and give a whole lot of thought and personality to'. He reminded me of a phoenix, from his colors to his feathers. Immediately after seeing him, ----- I started to research the legends that --surround the mythical bird of fire. Often times, it was said that ---------------phoenixes were a symbol of hope and rebirth, and although they were ------rather scary looking on the outside, with their deadly flames that --------surrounded them, on the inside they were really unique.
--The first personality trait comes from how little the legends tell about these creatures. Many of their myths were destroyed back in older times, and the ones that still remain don't completely tell what exactly a phoenix did. This was extremely interesting to me, and I ended up digging a little further. It was said that phoenixes were rarely seen, if at all. The images started popping up in my head, seeing this plumie run through the forest, careful not to be seen by prying eyes. I'd think that he would want to keep himself a secret, away from society only to appear when they needed him most.
This came to my second trait. I read a story about a phoenix that was hurt in the woods, having a little boy stumble upon him and nurse it back to heath. The phoenix was grateful to the boy, and they eventually 'bonded' so to speak. When the boy's village was raided by nearby thieves and bandits, it was said that the phoenix raised from the forest and protected the little boy and his village. Phoenixes 'bond' to those who help or befriend them and in turn, the phoenix will protect them with their life. I thought this was a great personality trait for this plumie !! Bonding to a select few and protecting them with his life. I would definitely lead to a very interesting story !!
My third trait I had a little trouble thinking of, since wikapedia was really only giving me their descriptions and not what they did. A little thought went off in the back of my mind and I looked at the picture of the brilliant orange phoenix picture that the website had provided. The picture was vibrant and full of life and color with beautiful fires that spread around the page. That's really where the trait led, it was a trait that came from their appearance that I molded into this personality. I imagined that this plumie could be vibrant, full of life just like he symbolized. He was like the fire, always moving and creating new images in you mind. He could be energetic, exploring the woods that he lived in since he never visited anyone anyways.
My fourth trait was by common sense. Phoenixes, no matter what species they are, were not stupid. They had the capacity to hold at least, if not more, than a human mind could. They were experienced and could think quickly to escape situations where they were, say, hunted or something along the lines of that. They used this intelligence to outsmart even the smartest out people. I felt like this plumie should share at least some of this intelligence, using his quick wits to escape from uncomfortable situations. His sight disability would not deter him in the slightest.
My last personality trait came from the legend when a phoenix jumped from the chains that imprisoned it, flying forth to attack an army that was going to hurt it's kin. It was said that even injured and close to bursting into ashes, the phoenix kept fighting because it knew that as soon as it fell, that meant that it's family no longer had anyone to protect them. It was literally giving up it's life for them, using the courage that it held to hold off the attackers until there was no one left. The phoenix did die afterward, but was reborn a few hundred years later, found by the very family it died to protect. This is the one personality that I would love for this plumie to have. The ability to jump in the middle of a situation and have enough courage and support to fish the job, not caring if it was injured in the process.
Well, that concluded the reason for the personality and name. hahaha sorry it's a bit long, I just really, really love phoenixes or anything that represents them. Got most of my information off of these two wikapeadia sites:: Here and Here and a few other random little sites that i'll have to hunt down later.
I also have art of him, but since this was my one extra, i'll have to upload it for the winner.
//cries with you because i love this plumie too and god you make wonderful designs


quick note to anyone that saw my quoted form ** that was a complete accident, sorry !! I was trying to edit it, not quote it ahah

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[Its Kenjii]

Hello! Im avalon, a non plumie owner c:

Name;;
I would name this boy Theo, simply Theo
Gender;;
I can only think of Theo as a male, or a young man
5 personality traits of Theo;;
Theo is...
Quiet
Hot-Headed
Self-Reliant
An Interview