[koegami]

ends tomorrow -- let me know if you need extensions?
i'll extend it for another week - if i get 1-2 who want it c:

[fugitive]

Username:
Glomp, at your service. <3
Name:
Oublié, french for forgotten.
Oublié named himself, hoping that it would help others to forget him.
Gender:
Male
Relationship with Porteur:

"I.. I was scared of him when we first met, I didn't know what to expect. I just knew that this was the only place where he wouldn't follow, my only possible safe place."
At first, Oublié treated Porteur with utmost respect, trying to disappear into the shadows so not to bug him. He didn't bring anything up to him, and answered any questions of his as short as possible, without much detail.
"Though as time went on, I slipped up. He was just so kind, so wise, it was easy to get along with him..."
As he got to know Portuer, he found himself enjoying his company, seeking it out, even telling him jokes! He started to wonder why he was scared of him in the first place.
"And then, it just clicked. He was the first person who ever care enough about me to.. well, to care. I think I finally found someone who I think I can trust, no, I know I can trust, someone who will continue to love me.. like a father."
Why the missing leg and broken feathers?:

Oublié was born into a superstitious community, where his colours and markings were seen as bad omens, his dark side seen as evil, and his lighter, redeemable side, was seen as starting to become corrupt by purple. He was not to be trusted.
Tearing away the newborn from his frantic mother, they took him elsewhere, to a male who didn't care about fur colours, nor about children. Life was hard those first few months, some find it surprising that he lived through it, though the real trial was ahead. As Oublié got older, the man started to make him do work, telling him that owes it to him, that he wasted years on him when everyone else would have prefer him dead.
At first punishment for not working fast enough/not doing enough was simply forgoing his supper, though as the child kept failing the near impossible tasks, he got angry with him.
Retorting to physical harm, Oublié soon lost his the tips of his feathers, and his 'caretaker's' anger kept growing. Oublié was terrified, he was rarely getting enough food, and if this went on, he wouldn't be around much longer.
His 'caretaker' had told him there would be no where he could ran, he would always find him, though Oublié remember something that man feared, someplace he would never come to because of the person who lived there. Anything would be better then this, right?
Knowing he didn't have long to plan, Oublié decided to wait till the man had his usual napped. That is when he ran, that is when his 'caretaker' did the unusual and didn't take the nap.
Using his smaller body to an advantage, he kept ahead of the larger warg. He couldn't get caught, the other kept shouting threats, he was so angry that he didn't believe he would survive the punishment. On the ran, the male caught his foot, biting it hard and trying to pull him back to him. They were on the edge of Portuer's turf, the one safe place.. Oublié cried out, burning pain ran through his body, though found himself free and his instincts told him to ran, get away.
He didn't notice how awkward his run was, that is until he tripped at the doors of mordour.
About panicked, he made himself not look at his back legs. Taking in a deep breath, he tried not to think about the pain.
Getting up, he steady himself, biting his lip so he wouldn't cry out. Knocking, he waited for the answer. What if he said no? Panic filled his stance, he didn't think of that. What would he.. as the door opened, Oublié quickly recomposed himself. He hoped his appearance wouldn't label him as useless.
"S-sir.... I need a place to stay."
Pallet and Draw the design, or thoroughly describe it:

Fur;

#0e0e0e xxx
#1a1a1a xxx
#efeff0 xxx
#2b0a78 xxx
Eyes;

Eyes
left = #c8281a xxx + #fcf3d3 xxx
right = #0193fd xxx + #1e1e1e xxx
Nose/Scar/Tongue/Paws;

#e6d1d1 xxx
Feathers;

Base colour is the blue, with the red airbrushed on the bottom and the purple airbrushed on the top.
Horns/Jewel;

#2b0a78 xxx
Orb fluid;

The purple for base, red airbrushes on one side, blue airbrushed on the other.

click for larger size

Personality:

Oublié is very quiet and mistrustful, though that's a given, seeing how his past was. He is very respectful of others, and doesn't speak unless spoken too. Though when he is in the company of someone he trusts, he will often be relaxed and happy, just the closeness of Portuer makes him feel safe. He loves listening to stories, and attempts to make make up his own in his alone time.
At times he will have a relapse of bad memories, during this he sits in dark corners, his eyes will turn fearful and at times he will let out a scream, probably envisioning his leg injury happening again, he tends to want to be really close to Portuer afterwords.

Art:
by me

[koegami]

i'll give you until 3:00PM EST -- to finish your forms, since i dont wanna extend it

[koegami]

closed for judging
this wont take me too long. i'll have to read through, contemplate if there are going to be RU's
and then announce the winner. check back in about 20 minuets, if even that

[koegami]

i have chosen a winner, but i'll be doing this in a different context than most. Rather in picking the winner outright. i'm gonna do it through the follow up of their story. heh heh, how evil am i. they did wonderfully throughout the form, and i loved the name chosen. they will be a great owner for this PW. porteur is gonna love him too.



the wise pw looked down upon the broken child, pity in his eyes, he allowed him in. "i have not seen you around here, i am Porteur, welcome to my halls of Mordour. my halls are open to you, young one, for as long as you please." he rumbled, his tone the gentlest it could be after possible years of no use. his eyes traveled over the young warg as he narrowed his eyes upon his leg, his feathers, his whole figure. "you are injured. come, let us see what we can do with this." he nudged the small PW with his nose, helping him up. his eyes traveled over him once more. "your face i do not know, your name, i hear along the breeze. but, speak to me young one. what is the name, you have given thee?" he rumbled as he led the small pw through a maze of hallways. he did not wait to respond, the small one, he soon came to know as Oublié, french for forgotten. was in his halls, in need of his aid, and in need of a home to stay. and stay he will. for old porteur had no company, except for a small band of friends, so he and the young one were alike. but very different. but he knows, he had made the best decision of his life.



so congratulations Glomp, on winning Oublié. and i would like to reward Ax The Andalite with another RU, the context being different. i want you to write me a story, Gabriel is an old tribal warrior who cannot be bred, and therefore cannot adhere his own son. this son will also be an orphan, but will grow. gabriel isn't the nicest person alive, but has longed for a son of his own. so yes, bananer's crowley will be an uncle. you may create the pallet and possible design of the PW, but you CANNOT describe anything about the PW's Design or lineart in the story. i will decide by the story. but you are welcome to give me pallet choices. you can pm me with the story or post it here. it's up to you weather you want to do this or not. if not, i'll save this for another contest. and if you do want to do this, take your time, dont rush, and i dont mind long stories. i dont get bored often.

i give you guys WAY too much freedom but hey, i just like reading things. especially stories.

[Guest]

Okay! Why thank you for the RU I am COPPA so I think I will post here!
I think that the runner up will not have a name until I see it;; Here is the story;;
The young PW was running in a forest full of hunters. Worried he trotted around behin a tree.He kept running until it was safe. He sighed. He guessed he was going to be sleeping in the quiet dense forest again. He longed for quiet, for a family. That was never going to happen. Or so he thought. He woke up in the morning, at an instant, he was on the move, he had to be to survive. He was out looking for food. Food he probably would never taste again. He walked up to a tree, and sat at the base of it. He felt like crying. Though he did not want to, he was afraid it may attract hunters. He longed for someone to help him, to take him in. He was so tired, he had gotten up early. He yawned, trotting towards an ally, he rifled through the garbage cans, forlornly. He found a few old wrappers, some food crumbs left behind in them. He felt a bit sickened to having to go to extremes like this. He sighed. Then he walked out of the dreary grey ally way. A low sigh escaped him, it rattled his chest to breath even. He trotted into a cave. He slept there. By morning dawn's light shedded on him, he looked up. A tall PW looked up in return.
"S-sir I am so sorry!" He said to the other PW.
"Sir could you spare me, Please! I was just sleeping here!" He cried out.
That PW went by the name Gabriel that the young PW was looking at.

As for a pallet, I don't mind what you do ;u; I just appreciate you offered me a RU!

[fugitive]

ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!
QwQ

Thank you so much! <33
I can't wait to use little Oulbié. AHH all the art ideas. ;w;
Pfft, it's cause you love us. 'D

Congratulations Ax!
Wow, that's a really cool RU idea. <3 I love the story you put together. ^^

[koegami]

he he i love stories i know i know, i love you guys
i'll add you glomp so you can do the design you wanted c:

ooh... Ax... i have a great RU idea for you... heh heh c:

[Guest]

I forgot to say congrats Glomp I freaking loved your form!
And Glomp I cannot even say so many thank yous they would not fit, that was SO kind of you to say.
Expect some art of Oulbié from me, Glomp ehehe
And thank you thank you thank you Raegami!!!! I am so happy I got a runner up!

[koegami]

Okay! Why thank you for the RU I am COPPA so I think I will post here!
I think that the runner up will not have a name until I see it;; Here is the story;;
The young PW was running in a forest full of hunters. Worried he trotted around behin a tree.He kept running until it was safe. He sighed. He guessed he was going to be sleeping in the quiet dense forest again. He longed for quiet, for a family. That was never going to happen. Or so he thought. He woke up in the morning, at an instant, he was on the move, he had to be to survive. He was out looking for food. Food he probably would never taste again. He walked up to a tree, and sat at the base of it. He felt like crying. Though he did not want to, he was afraid it may attract hunters. He longed for someone to help him, to take him in. He was so tired, he had gotten up early. He yawned, trotting towards an ally, he rifled through the garbage cans, forlornly. He found a few old wrappers, some food crumbs left behind in them. He felt a bit sickened to having to go to extremes like this. He sighed. Then he walked out of the dreary grey ally way. A low sigh escaped him, it rattled his chest to breath even. He trotted into a cave. He slept there. By morning dawn's light shedded on him, he looked up. A tall PW looked up in return.
"S-sir I am so sorry!" He said to the other PW.
"Sir could you spare me, Please! I was just sleeping here!" He cried out.
That PW went by the name Gabriel that the young PW was looking at.

As for a pallet, I don't mind what you do ;u; I just appreciate you offered me a RU!

note i havent forgotten your RU
i'm working on it but i'll be slow
sorry for the huge freakin delay Ax