[deertush]

Dang i hope this iqena never gets whatever revenge it needs bc it's lookin fiiIIINNNEEeee. B)

[saka.]

Username:: ~Krista Lenz
Name:: Casper
Gender:: Male
Story:: Casper lost his wings while flying one day. he was on a smooth run when BAM.
His wings scraped against a tree branch.
Stumbling to the ground, his pupils dialated as he looked at the rip on his wing.
He could still fly then, but his flight would be uneven, and a high hazard.
Growling in anger underneath his quiet breath, he took off in the air, his flight unsteady
- Just as he had predicted.
Landing in another iqena's territory,
he glided into the cave. "Hello?" He called as he turned his head he,
then saw an mysterious iqena. His eyes went wide when the attacker pounced, tearing the rest of his wing open.
When Casper returned to his home, his mother, a healer
told him that if they didn't rip both wings off that
he could become infected due to the dirty jaws of his attacker.
Casper relucantly let them tear his wings off one feather by one.
When they were all done, Casper
had became very weak. his eyes dulled,
and his vision faded off. He passed away,
and woke up in the same den, but his family
seemed to be around his previous body,
mourning for him..

[HanniBun]

Forgot to add something important to the front about Iqena's that become spirits. Added now O v O

[Tart]

serve

[sonya;]

So it's my story ok? Or shall I change it?

[fallen.galaxy]

I remember the wars. They called me Stormbringer
Iqena's turn into spirits only after a cruel/unjust death.
Username::
Name::Zinnia ZIN-ee-ə From the name of the flower, which was itself named for the German botanist Johann Zinn.
Gender::Female
Story:: how this one lost his wings or how they became a spirit, or something related to it.
Personality

[koegami]

Mark

[yeena]

ＭＡＬ
( mall )

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ＰＩＣＴＵＲＥ , ＰＩＣＴＵＲＥ , ＳＭＩＬＥ ＦＯＲ ＴＨＥ ＰＩＣＴＵＲＥ
Ｄ - Ｏ - Ｌ - Ｌ - Ｈ - Ｏ - Ｕ - Ｓ - Ｅ
( dollhouse by Melanie Martinez )

username :: the awkward one.
name :: mal. yes. mal. now get over my name- and don't wear it out.
gender :: male. you thought i was a girl ?...
story:: ... " mal if you don't mind i'll tell it ?.. " .... " okay then.. well mal was born almost blind yet he has a slight vision but everything is blurry and un-realistic looking.. and very dim. he was just a small pup.. only a tiny baby. but he was wandering around- something he always did after school ( he never feared the world )- and well, a bully -johnny boy- decided it would be fun to attack him, knowing he's blind and such ( *such* as in he does have a few disorders, mental problems and issues ). so when johnny attacked it was a sneak attack. he tackled down poor mal and threatened him with his life. the threat was " if you don't come with me now then i'll make sure you won't go back to your parents ! " who knew a threat like that could end horribly for both answers ? but unknowing mal agreed at once- his mother was old and frail at this age ( yes he was a baby born at like.. a 50 year old mother ) and so he didn't want her getting hurt. johnny let him up but not before making him drop everything- his carrier bag that held books, his thermos ( hot tea ), and his drawing pad ( too valuable to go in that bag ! ). mal got pretty mad at this but he obliged demanding johnny let him put his stuff neatly beside a tree before going with him. following beside johnny mal had his scarf ( that was ratty and torn ) around his left paw.. just for i guess fun but it was fun before johnny made him tie one end of the scarf to his fall so " he wouldn't run into things.. or run away. " it was a long walk and before mal knew it they weren't on the stuffy dirt that made up their villages town.. no they were in a soft, marshy grounded place. it was then that mal got the sickly feeling something bad was about to happen.. and so he tried to run but the scarf that was tied around one paw stretched until it held at it's max. " NO. NO RUNNING ! " johnny had shouted jumping on top of mal and pinning him into the muddy ground. feeling the sharp claws of johnny's dig into his back he just struggled more- getting panicked and feeling claustrophobic even if he was out in a large open woods. struggling more only resulted in johnny digging deeper- yet now into his neck. ... im sure he didn't mean it but he was digging deep and the blood that mal was now loosing was going around them in a puddle. only when mal was still did johnny stop " now come on. " he growled turning around- not even noticing the blood that was lapping at his paws. mal didn't get up.. he sat there until johnny came over, inspected him and realized he had killed him. " but.. mal get up please ! " johnny begged, hoping young mal would arouse but no, he layed on his side, on the muddy ground. " mal get up ! " johnny cried before realizing mal was gone.. he indeed had killed the brat. whimpering johnny did what he thought was best- dumping mal into the deep river that had only been thirty-three meters away... thats where he had been taking him in the first place. to go swimming.. " well have fun swimming mal.. " johnny whispered as the body sunk down- the scarf that had once been around johnny's paws now wrapped around both of mal's. securely holding onto him. turning tail johnny fled and mal went swimming... over the long years of being in a river the scarf lost all of its once dim white color and had turned transparent and fish had nibbled at the wings and water was also wearing down onto them, then his white locks had grown out to long white bangs...but yes. over the years he was rotting but just this year he came back.. and is now living on earth. silent yet not mute, blind yet being able to see, torn yet slowly repairing.

[HanniBun]

An extension was asked, new end date is the 20. ^^

[gomi.]

Username::
Lisa Kashnovi
Name::
Rinato, reborn in Italian
Gender::
Male
Story:: (Sorry if it's a bit much ^-^')
Mince, as he was named back then, used to live/survive in a torture house of sorts. There were a group of people who thought Iquena were messengers of the devil, bringing death and misfortune. They began capturing any Iquena they could find, bringing them to a abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere, and tortured them in any way they could. The Iquena they found were kept in rusty cages, taken out every minute or so to get lashed, cut, electrocuted, and whatever else the humans could think of. It was always worse when a human was angry about something. They were only fed enough to survive, but most died anyways. Some Iquena tried killing themselves, although they would never allow it.

Mince was one of those Iquena. He was treated like the rest until a new girl came in. She was against Iquena too, but when she and Mince's eyes locked, he could see something in there. Something, special. That was the day Mince's whole horrible life changed. Suddenly, he was pampered, as he saw it. He was fed a bit more, hurt less, all because of the girl. She was in charge of Mince, (who she renamed Mint) and everyone else was too busy hurting innocent Iquena to notice.

Everyone except the Iquena themselves.

They hated Mince. They called him names like Princess, and Traitor. They always tried to attack him, and of course this didn't go unnoticed. The humans then put them in fights, Mince versus any Iquena. He was beaten up bad, but he usually won. He would have to endure multiple fights, at least 5, before he was put back in his cage. He would have bled to death if it weren't for that girl. After the humans went home she cleaned his cuts, bandaged him, and came back earlier than everyone else to take them off before anyone noticed. It was going good, until the day.

Mince sat in his cage, waiting for the girl to come and take off his bandages. She was later than Mince remembered, but he was sure she would come soon. Except she didn't. Soon it was minutes, than minutes turned into an hour. The door opened, and Mince's hear soared. But something was wrong. The footsteps were heavier, slower. The Iquena who were closer to the door whispered things to the ones next to them, until Mince's neighbors were staring evilly at him, grinning. Mince manged to squeak out, "W-what's wrong?" And his cage mate laughed. "Time's up, pretty boy." Then he turned his head to the human coming down the hall. Mince was shaking. It was the girl right? She was going to come, take his bandages off, kiss his head and tell him, "You're such a good boy. Don't worry Mint. I'll get you out of here." She would hug him, put him back it his cage, and everything was going to be alright, right? Right?

The human was turning the corner. As it came into view, Mince's heart sunk into his stomach. It wasn't the girl. In fact, it was the mean alpha male, the leader of all the humans. As he looked at Mince, he froze, and slowly, slowly, his face twisted with anger. He rushed over, opened Mince's cage and pulled him forcefully out. Mince was scared. What was he going to do? But no, he stopped, and laughed making Mince shiver. He put him back, and still staring at him he growled, "Hope. That no good traitor, she's going to pay for helping these things. He turned and walked away.

It was after morning feeding that she arrived, She ran in panicky, and gasped when she saw Mince in the alpha's hands. They had taken his bandage off, so forcefully that he has patches of fur missing. "No!" She yelled, and ran after him. The alpha nodded and two humans tied her hands together, then made her sit down on the floor. The alpha put him down too. The alpha barked, "This is what happens, Hope! These are demons! They must be killed! But no, you treated one with kindness. Since you don't know what you're supposed to be doing, let us show you." He nodded to other humans. "Let them out." They walked over to some Iquena's cages. Ones that were infamous for being strong, or just particularly hating Mince the most. They took them out, and put them in a ring nearby. They put Mince in there too, and instantly the other Iquena circled him. They forced the girl, who Mince guess was Hope, to walk over an watch. Watch his final moments in pain.

The other Iquena laughed. They called him his names, spit at him, lashed out at him. Suddenly, they all leaped at him, biting and trampling him. He thought he was going to die, but the alpha called them off before they could kill him. They sat at the other end of the ring, blood stained and growling, as Alpha pulled him out. He threw him on the floor, and whistled. The other humans got to work, lashing him, kicking him. The alpha even took it upon himself to tear his wings from the bone. Hope was crying out his name, tears running down her face. The Iquena yelped and howled happily. Mince could feel it. Finally, it could end. He closed his eyes, but found he couldn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes, and the humans were still kicking him, but he didn't feel any pain. He got up. He was a ghost. Mince sighed. His journey wasn't done. He walked over to Hope, who was still crying out mint. Mince layed on her lap, and watched with Hope as the humans realized he was dead. The alpha growled, "Good riddance." and walked away as the humans untied Hope. "I-, I'm sorry Mint..." Mince licked her cheek and said, "It's Rinato now. And don't worry, It's okay. All I ask is that you promise to avenge me, shut down this horrible place, and I promise to help and protect you. Just call out." Hope looked around, then smiled. "Alright, I promise... Rinato." Rinato tilted his head. Had she heard him? Never mind. He smiled too and walked away from the bad memories. His new life, or death, just began.