[Lierre]

Username: Lierre
Name: Quinn
Gender: Male
His phobia: brontophobia- fear of thunder and lightning
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia: wip

[Zoker]

I love the fact that this babe is getting so much attention! ;u;
Just a tip guys: Be unique, if your forms and story surprises me, I'll most definitely go for you. ^^

[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

Username: Weeping_Angel }Y{
Gender: Male
Her/His phobia: Coimetrophobia
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia: When Adongo was born, he had a twin sister that was only a few minutes older than him. They were both weak as fawns, due to their being born prematurely, but she was weaker than him. She died not a week later in his hooves during her sleep, as he had a habit of holding her as she slept. They had a small funeral for her, where only family was present, and then she was buried. On their birthday each year, Adongo was dragged to the cemetery where she lay and was forced to visit her grave with his parents. This left a deep fear of cemeteries in him, as he would never forget how she took her last breath in his arms despite them being infants.

[xxarrio]

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[gomi.]

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Gender: Male
Her/His phobia: Ailurophobia - Fear of cats
A childhood memory that triggered the phobia:
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[booklover789]

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Female

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Aquaphobia - Fear of Water

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Airlie was trotting through the rain forests of Venezuela, looking up at the gorgeous birds which rested in the trees and flew over the lush vegetation. Her mother was trotting beside her, telling her all the names of the beautiful birds. The fawn was not watching where she was stepping, and tripped on a rock, falling into the Gauja River. She tumbled head-over-hooves so many times she lost count - the muddy water was pushing her deeper under and obstructing her vision. She managed to kick her way to the surface, gasping for air and sobbing with fear. Airlie's mother could not swim, and the fawn knew she was on her own. Before the river pulled her under again, she caught a glimpse of her mother's worried face as the older Deerssert trotted along the bank of the stream, calling for her daughter to come to shore.
The water was relentless, always pulling Airlie deeper under. The longer Airlie was in the river, the more aggressive it became - it barely gave Airlie time to gasp a breath of air before pulling her under and disorienting her once again. She was dizzy from being pushed back and forth, and her limbs ached from the exertion of trying to stay afloat. Her mother's frantic cries could barely be heard over the tumbling, rushing water as it pushed the fawn farther downstream.
Managing to keep her head above the rapids for a couple minutes, Airlie realized that there was a deeper, louder sound coming from a couple yards in front of her. She frowned, trying to pinpoint where she had heard the roaring sound previously, but could not do so before being pulled back under, the water spinning her into a dizzy frenzy for survival. The rapids caused the fawn to spin head-over-hooves once again, but this time, her head whacked into a rock. She saw stars, and gasped in pain, taking in a mouthful of water. She choked, kicking her way to the surface and barely making it in time before she heaved out the water she had taken in.
Turning as she struggled to stay afloat, she finally saw what the noise was: a waterfall.
Her throat raw from coughing up water and her voice practically gone from tiredness at keeping herself alive, the fawn used what little energy she had left on the fear that consumed her. She struggled and kicked as hard as she could have, frantically trying to make her way back upstream - but the water was far too strong, and continued pushing her closer to the edge, the roar of the waterfall making her ears ring in pain. As she felt the river dip beneath her and the breeze ruffle her fur, she screamed in pure terror. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers as she saw the river disappear over the ridge directly in front of her. All she could see was the sky, fluffy clouds dotting the horizon.
Her mother managed to fly over the waterfall (having a pair of wings herself) and catch her child before she was thrown off the waterfall and down to the rocky terrain below. She hovered in the air for a moment, flapping her wings to keep both her child and herself from falling. She looked at her child, concern in her brown eyes as she watched the fawn sputter and gasp for air. The mother flew her child over to the bank of the river, and let the soggy fawn leap off of her back to solid ground. Airlie continued to cough up water for the next day or so. She was always cold, and would often shiver. She was also unable to use her wings for about a week, due to them getting damaged in the prolonged exposure to water.

While Airlie and her mother survived the ordeal, Airlie never quite got over her fear of water, and to this day she fears floods and other types of natural disasters involving water (such as hurricanes). She is perfectly fine drinking water or cooking with water-based products - she does not have a fear of ingesting water at all. Airlie is not the biggest fan of rain, but she does not mind being out in it as long as it is not a heavy downpour. She does not like to take baths, even in calm streams or ponds where she knows there is no danger of drowning or being pulled under by riptides; she also cannot stand washing anything in water, or being around water in general. If Airlie drops something and it falls into the water by accident, she will always get someone to fetch it for her. If she needs anything washed, she will usually try to find someone to wash it for her, though sometimes she can handle this task by herself. Since her near-death experience, Airlie generally only gets in water to take a bath - and only then by extreme persuasion from others and great reluctance on her own part.

I edited this just to make my form pretty.

[duckworth]

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[enomoto]

Ech...
I lost the connection ;w;

Dropping outtt yee

[mars]

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[Roadhog]

bramble- claw



female^^



Seplophobia-fear of being in the woods/or being alone at night, or dark times.
thats why Morgandy likes light colored and fun themed things like pinapples- apples- fruit- and pretty exotic stuff.




well , her name was Morgandy – Celtic , meaning “a little one from the sea’s edge” thats why she has an exotic fruit crown,, and is themed that way- tropical fruits....
she usually stayed with someone but her parents taught her to stay with someone at all times on the island they lived on- it was dangerous ,But one night her curiosity got her in trouble. Her parents found out she had went by herself to explore. She was told not to leave the house alone until she was older. Years later her father passed away- she was sad. She wanted to be alone for a while- so she snuck off ... alone..... she went a farther part of the island - where nobody was to be seen. she stayed there until around 10' o' clock pm - ish - when it was dark..... she went to leave for their home back on the other part of the island .. but she heard some noises.... Her dad never told her - there was a monster who lurked around the island- a Chimera .... - it growled, and his, and barked- she couldn't see it since it was dark , but she knew it was a monster of sort... she ran off- to go home, but she tripped on a stump..... she ran as fast as she could to get away- struggling.... luckily her mom - was picking berries for one of her dishes.... and she managed to fight it off, But her mom got a scar from the snake part of the Chimera biting her- she still has it on her hoof/leg - to this day Morgandy never goes off alone....

also I know I may not win this XD sorry for sobbing* I really seriously don't mean to.- I just wanted to try to win this beautiful deerssert for my b-day- I would note whoever wins this - I am making some deerssert art for you C: