[Jun.]

|ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ|
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Splits are based on a species of an extinct breed of dog called the Cordoba Fighting Dogs, which were known to protect and fight others. May scientists though of it to be a good idea to recreate this breed but the experiment failed miserably. The final product was this large dog with multiple gaps on it's body and odd liquify tails. This baffled the scientists since the gaps didn't show to cause any harm on this breed and it's tails did not fall apart.

I was basing it off of a panda at first, but then it turned into this.

For this Split, tell me where, how, or why he/she has those red markings, and why it seems to love triangles so much. Up to 200 word for each one.
Extras and prettying up is aloud.

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
Story: (Red markings)
Why does he/she like triangles?:

End date: on the 10th

[Woofzard]

shadowwolffroststarthewolf
Name: Eldor
Gender: Make
Story: I was wandering alone, when someone popped out of the bushes. He told me to follow him, and I was a bit worried but I followed. He took me to what looked like a clan. He told me to speak to the leader, and pointed to a cave. I went in with a worried mind. The leader walked up to be, and splashed some red paint of me, forming weird markings. "You are the chosen one" he said and told me to go home. I am now trying to figure out why and what I am chosen for.
Why does he/she like triangles?: It was his mother's favorite shape and it reminds him of his mother, so he likes triangles.

[deertush]

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Username:
Deertush
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Name:
Dolkein (Dohl-khin)
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Gender:
Male


Why does he/she like triangles?:
“Wh-why do I like triangles? That is li-like asking why someone likes their child, really. All my life everything has been... out of place. Out of alignment. N-nothing fits up against the other. Y-yesterday I actually heard someone encouraging asymmetry. The word and idea of the uncoordinated messiness brings bile to burn the back of my esophagus.

A perfect world is where I feel complete and c-comfortable at all th-th-the times of the day. Where I can walk ‘normally’ and not bounce like a rabbit, t-two feet at a time. But the unevenness of direct contact to the ground is not permitted.. It is a violation of some sort. A-a perfect world is where I do not have to own everything in pairs. They t-tell me I can just ‘pretend that the third, seventh, ninth is just split in half.’ But that is not how this works. It must be even.

Equilateral triangles… They are the closest thing to a perfect world. Size, with, height is not a-an issue in any case. They are always perfect. Always aligned perfectly. Split perfectly.

Perfection. “

183/200 words



Story:
As a child, Dolkein was only mildly disturbed by asymmetry and the disorder it brought. Yet even then the lack of coordination between both hind legs could bring the canid to madness. Anxiety and self-conscious ridicules belittled the male into nothing more than a hollow shell as they grew to an adult. The obsession growing stronger till he couldn’t even look at his hind legs anymore, choosing to wrap the heels on both legs to make them match.

It wasn’t enough. Day by day he would notice more and more things wrong with his birthed design. “The stripes aren’t even.” “My fur is an uneven length.” “Each leg moves on its own.” “I can’t make tears appear on both sides at once.” Criticisms filled his head with each passing day.

Yet, one day he discovered the beauty of the triangle. So perfect. So even. Why shouldn’t one wish to have the most beautiful pattern ever created placed permanently on their body? Hours of work were placed into making the perfect design that never moved from its designated place.

The shape was almost like a marking from the gods. It brought him instant relief unlike anything else in his life.

199/200 words

[cmichb]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Story: (Red markings)
Why does he/she like triangles?:

wip

[nymx]

Username: *RedLasers~
Name: Sinx
Gender:Female

Story: (Red markings): The Wolf Awoke To Her Paws Everything Gray Black And White No Bright Happy Colors In Her World She Sighed It Was a Boring Day Like always ever since that wolf took the color stone. everything had not been the same it once Was. The Wolf Ran Into the Woods Swiftly She Knew Every Portal Every Trail There was Not a Single thing the wolf Has not gained Knowledge On Her Paws Stopped curiously there were two stones She Felt Them Putting Her Paws On them They Made Her Pawprints She Sighed "No Wolf Can Ever Find this Place Ever!" She Howled. * Time Skip*
Sinx Awoke Looking Around Looking Up Still No Color. Her Mom Knew The Forest By Her Heart Aswell As Sinx did. She Sighed Walking into the Woods Then Running Until She Came across two Stones With Pawprints on them, Sinx Tilted Her Head Putting Both Forepaws On It A Cave Opened . She Padded Inside Her Paws Touching the Cold Solid dirt ground As She Squinted Her Eyes a Bright Light Of Red The Shape Of a Triangle. The Light Made Her Dizzy And Soon She Fainted. She Awoke To a Black Wolf With Purple Markings "What! Linx Summoned You? Then It Must Be True! Your the One!" She Said Happily "Wait What?!" She Exclaimed What Happened?! She Thought The Wolf Put a 'Oops!' Face Expression On "What I mean is Your the Wolf Who will bring Back Color!" She Said Happily , The Wolf Awoke Again to The Blue Crystal It Wasn't Blue Anymore It was Rainbow Like the Color Stone She Placed Two Paws On it And Blacked Out And She Awoke again, There Was Color! Everywhere! She Looked At Her Sides , She Noticed Something New Red Markings! She Went Up No Black Or Grey Was There Color! Brown Trees, Green Grass, Blue Birds! She Sat Down "Just Like Its Meant to Be." She Said Happily.

Why does he/she like triangles?: Because The Blue Crystal Was A Triangle Aswell As the ColorStone who Named her 'The One' And Brought Back Color.

[Jun.]

It was a hard choice, but I finally picked the winner!
Congrats to Deertush!! I loved everything about your form, the name, the story, and why he likes triangles.
Thank you to everyone else for entering!

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Username:
Deertush
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Name:
Dolkein (Dohl-khin)
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Gender:
Male


Why does he/she like triangles?:
“Wh-why do I like triangles? That is li-like asking why someone likes their child, really. All my life everything has been... out of place. Out of alignment. N-nothing fits up against the other. Y-yesterday I actually heard someone encouraging asymmetry. The word and idea of the uncoordinated messiness brings bile to burn the back of my esophagus.

A perfect world is where I feel complete and c-comfortable at all th-th-the times of the day. Where I can walk ‘normally’ and not bounce like a rabbit, t-two feet at a time. But the unevenness of direct contact to the ground is not permitted.. It is a violation of some sort. A-a perfect world is where I do not have to own everything in pairs. They t-tell me I can just ‘pretend that the third, seventh, ninth is just split in half.’ But that is not how this works. It must be even.

Equilateral triangles… They are the closest thing to a perfect world. Size, with, height is not a-an issue in any case. They are always perfect. Always aligned perfectly. Split perfectly.

Perfection. “

183/200 words



Story:
As a child, Dolkein was only mildly disturbed by asymmetry and the disorder it brought. Yet even then the lack of coordination between both hind legs could bring the canid to madness. Anxiety and self-conscious ridicules belittled the male into nothing more than a hollow shell as they grew to an adult. The obsession growing stronger till he couldn’t even look at his hind legs anymore, choosing to wrap the heels on both legs to make them match.

It wasn’t enough. Day by day he would notice more and more things wrong with his birthed design. “The stripes aren’t even.” “My fur is an uneven length.” “Each leg moves on its own.” “I can’t make tears appear on both sides at once.” Criticisms filled his head with each passing day.

Yet, one day he discovered the beauty of the triangle. So perfect. So even. Why shouldn’t one wish to have the most beautiful pattern ever created placed permanently on their body? Hours of work were placed into making the perfect design that never moved from its designated place.

The shape was almost like a marking from the gods. It brought him instant relief unlike anything else in his life.

199/200 words