[Zoker]

Deerssert are a mystical, mythological species that appear in history every so often. Sightings grew sparser and sparser through the years, but now they've started to appear more and more. Here at the HQ, a centre dedicated to keeping these creatures from being hunted, we cannot foster them all-- and that's where you come in!

The simplest way to explain them? Deersserts are deer with a twist! While the specifics vary from deer to deer, they all have a few things in common. Deersserts have muscle, skin, fur and bone, but they are described as tasting like sweets. Their scent lingers so much that hides carry a fragrant scent even after death. Instead of fluffy tails, they have a pouf of whipped cream or ice cream [depending on the deer!] with some manner of fruit on top.

Size-wise, they're about the size of a border collie, but have been known to grow to the size of a horse in rare cirucmstances. [In even rarer circumstances, they have gotten bigger. This is the largest deerssert known.] Likewise, they are born as small as a full-grown rabbit, and some never progress past this size.

Right, so I wanted to create an exotic, crazy deerssert for my second-last adopt as a guest artist!
I guess its way too clumsy, but honestly I am just too lazy to work it anymore! -_-
So,to win out this deerssert fill the following form: (NO EXTRAS, Prettying up your form is encouraged)

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Username:
Gender:
Her/His phobia: (something she/he is afraid of, like Claustrophobia is the fear of closed places)
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:



Here's Wikipedia's list of phobias if you run out of ideas: click

Ends on 23rd August.

[Angua]

withdraw! good luck to all!!!

[pidgeoncat]

Username: glace
Gender: female
Her/His phobia: Her phobia is Mastigophobia, the fear of punishment.
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:
"She ran out of her home, her parents watching as she jumped in a pile of leaves, laughing. 'Be careful!' Her mother called. 'I'll be okay!' She called back, a smile on her face. The tiny fawn turned, and pranced into the woods. She was stopped by a larger deer, who was looking down upon her with hatred.

She turned away, mumbling her apologies. Before she could tale a step, the deer slammed it's antlers into her backside, sending her reeling. She turned and ran for it, not knowing where she was going.

Stopping at a cliff, she turned and looked at the deer. He charged suddenly, and the fawn dived out of the way. She whipped her head around only to see the giant male falling down the trench. The young fawn cried out, and her parents came running."

She always thought that she would be punished for this, she always fears that whenever someone yells at her.

[løwkey lawnmøwer.]

Username: ◕ღȘylveon❤Ȕmbreonღ◕
Gender: female
Her/His phobia: Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia (fear of 666)
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia: she was at school in room 666, everyone died except her, she got locked up for 6 years.

[The Lost soul]

Username: The Lost soul
Gender: male
Her/His phobia: Koumpounophobia(the fear of buttons)

A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:

When he was younger, he loved to chew on his clothes, especially the sleeves. He was chewing on a suit's sleeve where one of the buttons around the wrist of the jacket came off and he managed to swallow it. He choked and panicked. The buttons was just big enough to lodge in there, and it took a lot of coughing, hacking and writhing to dislodge it. When he saw what had done it, he grew hysteric and paranoid of buttons. He still likes to chew on clothes, but when he sees buttons, he gets all shaken, uncertain, nervous, and dodgy. He can't wear anything with buttons, chew on anything with buttons, and he can go into panicking fits if he finds one around. He's always afraid he'll choke on one and die.

[snownina]

Username: snownina
Gender: Female
Her/His phobia: Galeophobia
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:

[rochester.]

Username: rochester.
Gender: Female
Her phobia: Nosophobia, the fear of catching a disease.
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia: Thunder boomed overhead and rain fell to the ground, saturating the dirt. Karenna looked up at the bolt of lightning illuminating the dark clouds, shivering against her mother's bright coat.

[firestorm1096]

Username;; firestorm1096
Gender;; female
Her phobia;; Demonophobia, the fear of demons.
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia;; When she was younger, after the sun set and she would go to bed, she would hear noises as she laid down and tried to fall asleep. Scratching on the walls, footsteps, and sometimes even whispers. Her parents told her it was nothing, that it was just her imagination. She felt calmer somewhat each time they told her that, but as she closed her eyes and feel asleep, she would have a reoccurring dream... A demon, his hands running against the wall, his long nails making a scratching sound and leaving claw marks. His feet would make sounds every time he moved foreword. He would start whispering things, evil things, and things that scared her. He would say her worst fears and then he would start speaking in another language. He would get closer to her room, his voice louder with every step. The moment he reached her room, his face would come into view, a hiss escaped his mouth, and she would wake up, at 8:30 a.m. every morning. She told her parents about the dream and ignored it. She felt more scared than ever. Then one day while she was eating lunch in mid-summer, she heard footsteps. She heard scratching sounds. She heard whispers. She raced upstairs and saw nothing was there, but claw marks were left on the wooden walls. She was terrified. She ran to her parents, crying in fear, and they went upstairs to see what she was talking about...but the marks were gone... She still has a fear of the demon(s), fearing that if she slept...he would come after her...possibly kill her... She usually stays late up at night until she feels safe enough to fall asleep. Sometimes she still has the dream, sometimes she heard the whispers, sometimes the scratching, sometimes footsteps... She swears she is being haunted... This fear of demons is one that will not go away...

[jinixe]

will be using my trip
pics to enter,good
luck to everyone

[Tricksters]

Username: Tricksters
Gender: Male
Her/His phobia: Epistaxiophobia- Fear of nosebleeds.
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:

Stepping off the trains platform, the small deer
jogged over to his parents to catch up with them.

"Momma! Momma! Are we here yet?"

His mother chuckled, smiling down at him, putting
her hand on his head and ruffling up his hair.
"Yes, hon', we're here."

The young deer finally looked away from his mother and
glanced around. "Whoa,"

The entire scene was one from an old western movie.
There was a pub, a bank, a sheriff's office,