[Schnuffel Bunny]

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Schunffel Bunny
Pseudo name:
Yui
How does this pseudo prefer to identify?: (Male, female, neither? Why?)
It's a female but it's radioactive belly and her black and white hair makes her look like a male.
What is the story behind them?:
Yui was a loving, carefree, pseudo not until that very day that changed her life for good. Yui usually always stays away from the humans working in a factory near by her home with the other Pseudos. 5 years ago Yui was playing with her friends no far from her home and while pouncing on each other, one of her friends falls into a puddle on a hard surface which was the cement floor of the factory. They all then stared inside a garage with mysterious barrels of green goop, one of the friends decided to jump on one of the barrels and started to hop on it, the others joined in. Yui told to come down but they wouldn't listen, all of a sudden of them slips and drops one of the barrels on Yui. So much of the burning pain, Yui started to scream and she accidentally bumps into buckets of permanent black and white paint messing up her nice blond hair and brownish fur. Her blue-grayish eyes had changed into a green goop color that made her eyes glow bright and her belly had became all sticky, droopy green. Since that day she never spoke to them ever again and changed her sweet personality.

[rochester.]

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[Mackiot]

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Mackiot

Pseudo name:

Raydon
His name inspired by (though slept slightly different) the element Radon, a colorless, peerless, tasteless, radioactive gas.
People with this name are excited by change, adventure,and excitement. They are dynamic, visionary and versatile, able to make constructive use of freedom. They fight being restricted by rules and conventions. They tend to be optimistic,energetic,intelligent, and to make friends easily. They may be changeable, restless, untidy, and rebellious.

How does this pseudo prefer to identify?:

Raydon goes with both male and female; though he mainly defines himself as male, he acts like a female at times too. Raydon could care less what gender you think he is, male or female, but he deffinetly shows traits of each gender.

What is the story behind them?:

Were did I come from? This is a mystery, even to me. I know not if I have a mother, a father. Sometimes I think I just sprouted from the earthy grounds and just came to be. But I can tell you this much from my first memories; when my eyes first saw the light of the world, everything was polluted with green gunk and human wastes. Very little life was among the dump I lived my first days in.
None of the other animals seemed to have this gunk on them, they usually came one day to rest, and left the next. When I was first born, my belly was sticky and green, but not quite like it is now, it was rather normal at first. I hypothesize that when I developed the waste had effected me, and as I grew up in the wasteland, the green gunk grew more and more to like it is now.
One day I left the dump, the only place I ever knew. I didn't know what the outside world was like, but curiosity drove me to explore. The gunk on my belly never went away, but I don't mind. I may be different, but that's what makes me me.

He is so beautiful <3 eDe

[glassesprotag]

oh my gosh mega mark

[wingz.]

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[Bleating Ram]

Username: Bleating Ram
Pseudo name: Toxicity
How does this pseudo prefer to identify?: He actually goes with either. He could honestly care less what gender people refer to him as, though he mostly is called a male. He doesn't see a reason in having a gender attached to him, as he'll do as he please, act how pleases , whenever he pleases. If he felt like being pretty and feminine one day then by golly he will. Why be labeled one thing?
What is the story behind them?: Toxicity was born the way he is now. He was not turned into this, it was how he hatched. His nest had been near a nice area, well, it seemed nice, but what nobody knew, was that barrel upon barrel of toxic waste had been buried into the ground under the area he and his family lived. As he waited to hatch, the radiation seeped into his egg, and then into him and the nutrients he took in. He hatched that way, and over time, by playing in the field and drinking the water around him, he permanently became the pseudo you see today.

[PerfectWorld]

ends in 5 days!

[Jasmine_Cipher]

Username: Jasmine_cipher
Pseudo name:lunar drip

How does this pseudo prefer to identify?: (Male, female, neither? Why?) Male. Lunar drip just started out as a nickname because his looks. Many just stayed clear of him, worrying that he would bring a curse to all as he would pass by.
What is the story behind them?: Lunar drip was born from a normal pesudo, but when he was born, he had grey and white stripes from his neck and to his back, the rest of his body being blue. His mother was a navy blue and Grey pesudo, so she didn't mind how her son looked like, she would still love and care for him until he was old enough to explore the world. As Lunar drip went into his teenage years, he notice his stripes going away and for the first time also notice that his belly turned a very bright green. Of course he though it was normal but many didn't believe he was even a pesudo. Before he was nearing his adult years, one night, he had woken to screams and fire. He didn't know what to do as he was covered in ashes. He called to his mother, but there was no reply in this nightmare night. He dashed his way out of his home but desperately trying to find his mother. He knew he couldn't stick around for long since his lungs needed air, he ran far to a tall grassy hill. Two-legged creatures is what he saw, dragging his mom away into a crate. Lunar drip made his way towards her but the creatures threw some kind of light at him and some stones. He yelled to get his mother's attention but it was no use. These Two-legged creatures only made things worse by yelling, kicking and releasing large German Shepherds on him. Soon he had given up and ran away to a nearby river. It was there that he notice his own reflection for once. As his mom told him as he grew up that he was a handsome pesudo, he now looked more like a monster in his own eyes. His belly wasn't the same anymore as it was dripping green goo. He could see his own eyes somewhat glowing. His body was a mess, and when had he have that white skull on his shoulder? Much to his vision, he was truly upset. His whole life was now chaos with his mother gone, nowhere to turn to, and looking like a death bringer pesudo. For the rest of his life from there on, he traveled alone, seeking for answers, looking for anyone to rely on as friends but it didn't do any good for him. The only way he would mostly find his answers was to find those Two-legged creatures. Truth to be told, the Two-legged creatures were actually scientists who gave Lunar drip's mother a DNA transfusion that would alter a pesudo's own body to somewhat to be a bat. Since that DNA transfusion was passed to Lunar drip, it only seems that he is toxic-like. His colorings replaced his blue,white and grey patterns with that of Halloween. This perhaps is just not the full transformation but who knows really.

[PerfectWorld]

1 day! Finish up forms!

[Hemalily]

Username: Hemalily
Pseudo name: Tsoro
How does this pseudo prefer to identify?: Tsoro identifies as female, for that is what her owner wanted her to be.

What is the story behind them?:
Tsoro was found as a young pseudo by a family in Russia. She was black with beautiful little white stripes. She was playful, cuddly and very very sweet. The family fell in love with the little lizard and decided to give her to their youngest daughter. The girl was around 7, innocent and caring. She was very gentle to Tsoro, and Tsoro answered back with complete devotion. They went everywhere together. It was a true bond that was supposed to last forever.

The little girl's father worked in a nuclear reactor near a small town in Russia. It was a good job, high paying, so the family never struggled. The mother worried endlessly though, "Are you sure it's safe?" "Are the children in danger?" and "Could you look for another job?" were common complaints in the household. The father would just laugh and reply "Nothing bad could ever happen". That was what they all thought. Until the day disaster struck.

It was a lovely spring afternoon, when the cries came. The father had gone to work in the morning, cheerfully whistling. Mother was cooking up a storm and all the children were playing. The little girl and Tsoro were puttering around outside, chasing imaginary creatures from all sorts of lands. Tsoro tensed suddenly, a feeling of foreboding coming over her. It seemed to emanate from the large reactor, a dark sense of evil and chaos. Tsoro tried to express her fear to the little girl, her eyes begging for understanding. The little girl did not comprehend, and kept playing. Tsoro nudged her and scampered away from the reactor, hoping for some reaction. She tried again and again, moving farther each time. The daughter became more and more confused, wondering why her beloved pet seemed to be leaving her. Tsoro tried once more, bounding away, not looking back. She expected the girl to follow her to safety. Wherever that may have been.

For the girl, safety was in her mother's arms. She ran crying to woman, blubbering about Tsoro running away. Her mother nodded sadly, knowing that animals do unexplainable things. As they embraced, a piercing alarm began to ring. They looked up sharply, both with concern and fear in their faces. "It's coming from the plant!" the mother shrieked. The girl, too naive to know the dangers, began to run towards the plant.

When Tsoro looked back, all she saw was her little girl running towards the large column of smoke. Then, all at once, the side of the plant exploded and the little girl was lost in the fumes. It was all that Tsoro needed to see. The little girl was dead. The only one who was allowed to dress her up and give her makeovers. The deep bond that had held them together for so long could not prevent death. With one final cry, Tsoro ran towards the smoking building. After that, she fell into a dark sleep outlined by the faintest radioactive glow.