by reilly » Sun Sep 14, 2014 3:02 am
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by koegami » Sun Sep 14, 2014 4:42 am
Note, both names Patriot and Samuel are taken by me.
No other Nardragon can use them for the sake of getting confused.
His real name is Samuel Hauser
His most common stage name is Patriot
He can alternatively be called Sam or Sammy
Samuel's gender is masculine, or male, he is also homosexual
Sam is not quite the image of a natural born leader. It's quite common for him to not lead anything. Samuel has a tough time communicating with others around him, tending to clam up and stutter. Usually on the brink of tears. It's quite common for him to hide out somewhere where no one can find him, and let his emotions roll over. Not only that, but even the true fact of his blushing incidents. He is a shy little boy, not one to instigate or follow through with something intimate. It doesn't take much to get him to love someone. But if he does he changes some. It takes a little bit to warm up to them, after that, he's very clingy and quite shy. He doesn't mind affectionate gestures and such, but anything completely intimate out in the public area can get him embarrassed and tending to tear up a little inspire of that.

Sammy seems to be blushing towards the direction of pyro carnage
Sammy does blush all the time. You'll see a blush on his face for hours in a day. And even when you notice it, and you tell him, his blush just gets deeper and he usually just hides his face. The reasoning for his is because his mind is always thinking about the little creature that he admires, and this blush is usually a mixture of love and embarrassment.
He's blushing from the first thing that Pyro has said to him, was the three words one person who has a large crush on him would say. But at an unexpected time. He told Samuel that he loved him. Something that Samuel didn't expect and he had a large crush on him. And still does. Samuel had broken after that and is blushing all the time whenever he sees pyro, when pyro talks to him, when pyro smiles, whispers in his ear, winks, or just the common kiss on the forehead. He blushes about everything and pyro knows it.
The tie is for the occasion that their going to become mates. A celebration of sorts. But lacking the party. Just something quiet and understandable. Pyro doesn't like loud noises and Sammy doesn't like big crowds and loud noises. The sparkles were all Sammy's idea. Not pyro. He thought that it would look good with the whole celebratory thing. And that he has a small passion for sparkly and glittery things.

Part one . The meeting
''You've been in this household for years and you not once have done anything for us!'' My mother cried as I backed up towards the wall. There was fury in her eyes, and dad was drunk again. Not able to help me. I was cornered, and there was no where to run to. ''Well? What are you gonna do for us?'' She snapped as I looked at my dad for help. But his eyes stared blankly at mine, I was getting to help this time. Mom looked like she was going to loose it. ''You've done nothing but take our food and sleep in our beds. I-'' She snapped at me but I cut her off, having enough. I shoved her out of my way as tears came to my eyes. I took off towards the door, but my mother grabbed my shirt, I turned around and out of panic I did what no man should do. Hit a woman. I cracked my Palm across her face and took off out the door. Not even bothering to slam it behind me.
I ran down the street that lead to my parents house. I had only expected to be there for a week before moving to my small little apartment in town. I was hoping to tell them but they were fighting again. But this time, the target was me. It was raining outside, and I was crying hot tears rolling down my cheeks as I ran from the house dad's drunk and worthless body, and my mother's incessant screaming. I didn't have a jacket on, it was only 40° outside and I was freezing already and I haven't been out here for more than two minutes. I continue running down the sidewalk until I see someone walking up the path. From afar it just looks like a moving shadow. But getting closer it was a figure.
I stopped, fear grabbing me. I didn't know who this was, and I didn't want to find out. It seemed to know I was there, and looking at it so it headed in my direction. Whenever I moved to a new place, it stopped, watched and then continued walking towards me. As it got closer fear and anticipation grew anew and I ended up backing up. Startled and scared, with this figure following me. As it walked under a street lamp post, it wasn't some shady figure. It was a man. He was carrying something. An umbrella. I moved out of his way when he got closer, but his eye followed me and my movements and he turned to me. He finally stopped only a few feet from me, and I was scared out of my wits.
He walked around me, I turned around quickly as he stopped in front of me again. He looked down into my eyes as he set the umbrella closed, and down on the ground and took off his jacket. He wrapped it over me and picked up the umbrella, holding it over me. He Half-smiled and I smiled shy back. This was an odd gesture for someone would quiet and.... scary. He turned and walked me back to his place. Or well, by the looks of it. He stopped at the door and looked back at me. I had taken a few steps onto the walkway, but stopped at the bottom of the stairs. This was a strangers home. Let alone one I didn't know the name of. The man unlocked the door and went inside the house. Leaving the door open and me in the rain.
The lights inside turned on and I pulled the jacket tighter around me. It was warm, and I could feel the warmth seep from the house as it was taken by the cold night air. Finally, just to get out of the cold, I went inside the house, walking around and looking at it in amazement. I didn't see where I was going, and I tripped over something sharp. Landing on my arm with a yelp I didn't see him rush over to me. Chuckling all-the-more. He helped me up as I was pulled into a sitting position and sat on the coffee table. He raised my arm and checked it for anything. So it seemed anyways. He frowned and his eyebrows creased like he found something he didn't want, and them smiled, leaning in, he kissed the mark and then smiled down at me.
''Who are you?'' I finally decide to ask as he looked at me through furrowed eyebrows as if he was studying me. ''Who are you?'' He asked me. I jumped, and I corrected myself. ''What's your name?'' I asked as his expression lightened. ''What's yours?'' He asked, his tone was quiet and raspy, like it had been unused for a few days. I nodded, deeming it a fair question. ''My name's Samuel. Folks call me Patriot for God knows why.'' I said as I looked at him shyly. My voice was barely above a whisper, but he seemed to understand. ''Ok Samuel folks call me patriot for good knows why, my name is Pyro. Pyro Carnage.'' He said as I chuckled, although still scared.
My arm felt better, and pyro saw my fear. He smiled. ''Its ok Samuel. I'm not going to hurt ya. Your safe with me.'' He said. It was comforting in the least. I nodded and looked around. His talking brought me back. ''Tell me, why we're you running?'' He asked as I looked at him quickly. My chest tightened and I held back tears. But not well enough because they spilled over. ''My parents are fighting they just made me a target that's all.'' I explained. His eyes narrowed. ''So you ran?'' He asked as he moved us from the table to the couch. I nodded. ''Yeah.'' I replied, sniffing. Pyro nods, though anger was flickering in his eyes. I see the anger in his eyes and I began to get nervous. I didn't like it, and apparently this man didn't approve of it either.
Pyro sighed, the anger deepening rather than leaving his eyes. ''You can stay here the night.'' He said as I nodded. Pyro stands up and walks outside standing on his balcony and watches something. I watched him before getting up from my place on the couch, as quietly as in can manage. He seemed to know I was getting up and he looked over his shoulder at me. ''The showers upstairs on the left third door down'' He said as I nodded, and went upstairs.
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by sheepuns » Sun Sep 14, 2014 7:31 am
Russell McKnight: Russell has a meaning of red.


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Russell is always useful and always tries to keep it that way. Russell hates having idle paws, so he tries his best to always be "the man" you need at the right moment. Despite this, Russell is not good at cooking due to his habit of constantly eating everything. He cannot help himself and he'll often find himself with an empty fridge two days after he has bought groceries. Good thing he's a popular singer among Nardragons or he'd be in big trouble! He's also flustered a lot and as useful as he is he sometimes thinks he gets in the way of things so often sputters and stutters when talking to others, but he is in no way shy. Being a respectful Nardragon Russell always gives respect to others but they have to earn it. As soon as you upset Russell it will be hard to get it back. As for brains, he's much more brawn! Russell is a bit larger then other Nardragons but not bigger in smarts! You could probably run circles around him and he wouldn't have known where you have gone!

Russell's theme song (and favorite song) is Hooked On A Feeling by Blue Swede. He feels that he can own the universe when he listens to that song. As a rather cheerful guy, he loves the feelings he gets from looking at the galaxies or singing.
The reason for his blush can actually be split into two reasons. The first one is his favorite food: tuna. As rumors say, you can get red in the face if you eat so much of it. And since Russell makes a daily habit of eating some you could say the blush comes from that. This also leads into the second reason: he has a natural red complexion. You see, tuna is very important to his family. His mother and father are it, his grand parents ate it, his grand-grand parents ate it and so forth. So everyone in his family had a cute, adorable blush.
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by reilly » Wed Sep 17, 2014 12:34 pm
Extended due to a lack of completed forms. I don't know when this will end, but it will be soon, so please try to finish up!
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by reilly » Sun Oct 12, 2014 1:27 pm
I'm so sorry I took let this sit for so long! Thank you for bearing with me. <3
So, without further ado....
The winner is Ittam! I thought the reasoning was super-cute, and I loved the art. Huge honorable mention to General Koi. I really loved your form as well, and it was hard to choose between yours and Ittam's.
I know you'll take great care of Russel!
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