[Annekewren]

Consider me dropped out. I missed the end date so what's here is just a rough draft no where near my final form. : P
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Username
Annekewren

Name
Gemini

Gender
Male

Personality

MAJOR WIP need to upload the finished version.
Gemini is usually quiet. He almost never speaks unless someone else starts a conversation. But he is certainly not shy, and is still happy to talk to anyone.
He will often spend months on end traveling. Exploring the world's wonders.
He can be quite sensitive at times.
WIP

Back Story

MAJOR WIP need to upload the finished version.
I was born on the 21st of June, into a small rural family. My parents named me Gemini after my horoscope. For the early years of my life I was homeschooled along with my sister. Our mother taught us the basics of reading and writing, while our dad gave us lessons in Plumerian history. But that didn't last for long.
When I was five my mother passed away from an unknown sickness. I was to young to really comprehend it, I didn't understand that she would be gone forever. She had just always been there, it didn't make sense.
She was quiet for days, refusing to speak to anyone and often retreating into her room for long periods of time where I could hear her crying.
My father become absent to. Leaving the house for hours on end. I had no idea where he was going, I could only wait for him to come back.
On some days I didn't see him until the next morning.
On one of these days my sister came out from her room, her fur ruffled and unkempt, I could tell she had been crying. I decided to talk to her. I wanted her to snap out of it, to talk to me and tell me that everything was okay.
“I need to talk to you about Mom. I just wanted you to-”
But I didn't expect her to blow up in my face.
“What, you think I actually care? because I don't. I'm not weak like you. Your so useless! Why don't you just leave me alone?”
I was shocked into silence, I wasn't sure how to react. But then I felt anger bubble to the surface. I was just a kit, I didn't know any better. So I yelled back in a shrill voice.
“Well fine! I don't need you anyway, you or Dad!”
She didn't say anything else, just huffed and pushed past me. I just sat there, frowning at my paws. Fine. If she was going to act that way, so was I. She'd have to come to her senses and talk politely if she wanted the same thing out of me.

That is my clearest memory from my early childhood. My sister and I almost stopped talking to each other after that. Things only got worse when my dad announced that we were moving away. Within four months we had sold the farm and left the countryside behind us.

Adapting to the city was hard for me. Yet over the course of the past few months I found that I had built up a strong persona when around my sister. I was a strong, tough, independent kid, who wasn't afraid of anything, nothing was in my way and I. I had kept up with this 'I don't care' act ever since our confrontation and I found it helped me deal with her. I decided to use the same tactic when confronting our new location. I felt safe, behind my emotional wall.

And that's the way it stayed. For years.

WIP

Art
All done by me.
The pixel art may look blurry if your zoomed in or out at all.

Extra
(Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words)
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[Newts]

Username;
Newts
Name;
Zecorin.
Gender;
Male
Personality; (Max 250 words)
Back Story; " I'm Zecorin. You might have heard of me; i'm the " child of the stars. " You haven't heard of me? Oh, well let me explain. 19 years ago, a small meteor struck Earth in the middle of a forest. I had happened to live in the forest at that time, but we'll get to that later. I was found at the crash site, battered and bruised. Everyone thought I was an alien, an otherworldy being even. But that was not the case.

When I was a baby, My mother abandoned me and my siblings. I was the oldest at the time, only two years. All my siblings were just 1 week old, and couldn't survive without their mother's nourishing milk. I did what I could, but they all died within a week. I couldn't live with the guilt, so I ran away, far away to a forest. I was wild and lost, my heart stained with anger and confusion. I questioned if my mother even loved her children at all, and why she just left. How could she do that to her own flesh and blood? I wondered, my loathing only growing stronger every time I had a thought about her. I spent so much time grieving over the past that I stopped eating and became skimpy and weak. I was later attacked by a group of wild plumerians, and chased into a clearing. That's when the meteor struck. I was knocked out by the sheer force of being so close, and I woke up dazed. I was surrounded by humans, some poking me with sticks others with flashing boxes that I didn't understand. Then two men in black suits came and put shocking collars on my neck and ankles. I was dragged out of there, and thrown into a metal chamber. There I was examined for 17 years, and for 17 years I lived the lie that my imprisoners cared about me. I considered them family, though the most interaction we had was daily feeding and watering. Finally, after 17 years, they set me free. The men in the black suits told nobody about me, as they found the secret too embarrassing that they spent 17 years researching a normal plumerian.

After I was freed, I went back into the dazed and confused state I was in before. I didn't know what to do, where to go. But I was 19 and figured I could take care of myself. I straightened up and got myself a job working at the comic store. Immediately I became fascinated with space and began checking out books from the library. I learned all about the stars. I researched about faraway galaxies and about Aliens and about the cosmos above. I continued working until I had saved up enough money to go to college. I went to college and learned about space. When I was 21, I graduated and got my degree in astronomy. I now work for NASA and have a house of my own. "
Art; (Max 3 pieces)
Extra; (Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words) WIPWIPWIP

[Valute]

Username; Valute
Name; WIP
Gender; Male
Personality; (Max 250 words)
Back Story; (Max 700 words)
Art; (Max 3 pieces)
Extra; (Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words)

[v14]

Username; Rinzler.
Name; Caelum Cepheus
Gender; Male
Personality; ---
Back Story; ---
Art; ---
Extra; --- (max 150 words)

[rottenmutt]

Ｕ ｓｅｒｎａｍｅ

S y k e s.



Ｎ ａｍｅ

Orion.



Ｇ ｅｎｄｅｒ

Female.

Ｐ ｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

graceful // peaceful // sensitive // hopeless romantic // cautious/careful // weary // solitude // lonely //
somewhat sad(Max 250 words)

Ｈ ｉｓｔｏｒｙ

Orion was always loved by her family. Treasured some may say. She never had any siblings though. Something she wish she had. Orion was born in the time of war. While she was born in Greek, she never had a true meaning for her name. Until she heard of the war as a teenager. Her father was to old to go. And so was her mother. She had no choice, but to go into the war herself. And that's exactly what she did. She went into war, and after that day she never saw her parents again. She wasn't sure if they packed up and left, or if they were attacked in the war. She was injured in the war, blacking out. When someone grabbed her up, and ran off into the woods. Far away from the war. She woke up, confused. When a spirit hoovered over her with a smile. "Hello!" it shouted. And she looked up at the sky as soon as he spoke the sky lit up. She never saw anything so beautiful. Blues, purples, just all sorts of colors spread in the sky as stars lit down upon them. "You are, one mighty hunter in that war. Injured, but your okay now. Its been awhile, and everything settled down." said the spirit. He tilted his head with a smile looking up to the sky that was so beautiful above them. "Oh!" he said shocked. "I'm so sorry! It's just something that happens when I appear, I can't really control it." he said with a worried tone. Orion pinned her ears back, a spirit, worried? What was going on. She just shrugged and shook her head and stood to her feet quickly. The spirit didn't look familiar at all. She was so confused, but amazed by the beauty. She began to speak. "I lost everything," she said softly under her breathe. The spirit glanced at her, "Then stay here!" cheerfully he announced. Orion glanced at him. "What?" she said confused. "Of course!" the spirit said with a smile. Orion didn't know what to say. Yes, or no. She just looked up. She was never so amazed. "Okay," she said in a low mumble. The spirit nodded with a smile. "I won't be able to stay here visually forever, but surely my voice and spirit in general will be with you!" he said with a smile on his face. "I do have my own responsibilities!" Then Orion shot him a glance. "Who are you? Whats your name?" she asked the spirit. He gasped and sighed. "ahh so rude! I never introduced myself. I'm Cobalt! I was part of a war as well.." he said looking up to the sky. "But I must be on my way!" he said with a smile, he whisked around her feet and then glanced up at her. "Here's a gift from me to you!" he said and then disappeared into the bright night sky. She looked down to her feet, and knelt down. It was a telescope. She soon built a house in this forest that was so secluded from the world. Becoming so fascinated with the skies. Though they were never as beautiful as when she met Cobalt for the first time. She always watched over the sky. Making observations about the skies. She became so absorbed in them. Naming constellations, stars, and even some planets. This spirit made her see the beauty in the world of the galaxies. And ever since shes been so obsessed. She enjoys free time making inventions to find more about space. And to see more about it. She couldn't be happier this way. Everything about the outside world, was so stunning.

(616 words; max 700)

Ｐ ｏｅｍ

poem abut how she wants to explore space // (Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words)

Ａｒｔ

3 pieces

[incomprehensible]

Username; FishingForAGlitch
Name; Stella Lunarem Terrae
Gender; Female
Personality; Gentle and clumsy, Stella is a kind, loving Plumerian with an urge to help others. She tends to hide from danger, but knows her potential. She loves adventure (safe adventure) and is a fan of sushi. She prefers Nightcore and Dubstep to anything else, and has surprising hacking potential. She loves to troll anyone from a safe distance, and is very accurate and shooting rubber bands. Uh-oh, did that one hit your head? Sorry.
Back Story; Stella's parents were kind and loving, hiding her from danger, keeping her in the dark about the real, harsh nature of the world. When they died and she was handed over to foster parents, the shock of how they 'took care' of kids was huge and left a lasting scar. After she was handed off to someone else, she became shy and withdrawn, and it's taken years to get to where she is today.
Art; Can't draw today, Oekaki and everything glitching out. I'm lying, she's just too hard to draw with my drawing programs. MS Paint just won't make the cut. DX
Extra; She likes potatoes too.

[goneleft]

Username; Blaze;
Name;
Gender;
Personality; (Max 250 words)
Back Story; (Max 700 words)
Art; (Max 3 pieces)
Extra; (Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words)
Something to do with Ireland or Australia

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congrats

[Annekewren]

NVM thanks for answering.

[.Ghost.]

Username; .Ghost.
Name; Lumen
Gender; Male
Personality; (Max 250 words)
Back Story; (Max 700 words)
Art; (Max 3 pieces)
Extra; (Cannot be art, if writing max is 150 words)