[wind song]

Aaah okok tentative reserve o v o
this breathtaking creature

[Chia]

oh noooo oh no asdfhkjhg aa a ,,, if i find the time, ill definitely enter, this design kills me / ; q ; \

[waldeinsamkeit.]

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[ArizonaT3a]

Possible reserve!!!! o3o

[SteamRunner]

Username:
SteamRunner

Name:
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Extras:
(up to 3 extras, either ART and/or WRITING

[✧ 花chéngzhǔ.]

Username;; Sly.Blue
Name;; Euthymios
Meaning;; good-spirited
Pronoun;; he/him
Shadow Name;; Memento Mori

Once there was a doll, with beautiful red eyes. Where this doll came from, no one really knows. It spent time with many owners, but never for very long. Perhaps it was its eyes, but every person to own the doll felt unsettled, and quickly gave it away. Stories began to attach themselves to the doll, imaginative tales of a ghost that haunted the item. It passed from hand to hand until it was lost, tucked up in an attic and forgotten about.

When the doll came to life, the first thing it heard was bells. They rang strong and clear, and so loud, the centaur opened his pretty red eyes. The lavender gem set between them began to sparkle and he heard a voice, telling him everything was going to be okay.

For a little while it was. But once the young doll came upon the Dollhouse, things began to get strange. Most of the residents were kind, but he could hear them speaking without moving their lips. He could hear their thoughts every time the amethyst, a gem for intuition and psychic powers, set into his forehead would sparkle. Soon, like the humans before, the other dolls became unsettled. The centaur didn't speak, but his eyes looked like they would see right into you.

The poor doll ran. He left the dollhouse, loyal owl in tow, and went some place they would be alone. He wandered in the forest, amusing himself by fashioning crowns of blossoms, and weaving clothes from the feathers dropped by his companion. But he was lonely.

It took some time before he learned to control his special gem. But with his shadow by his side, he kept faith, and found he could do more with it than he'd ever dreamed. He realized he could use this talent to help people. After all, as a doll he was never loved, but now he was alive. If that could happen, anything could.

Eventually he returned to the Dollhouse, although he still lives at its edges. He tends to keep to himself out of habit, but occasionally he will get other dolls visiting. They learned of his abilities, and often come to him for advice. He has a few friends now, for whom he crafts his special crowns to show his appreciation.

He lives a quite life, with his shadow ever present, and he enjoys things this way.

Both art pieces by myself.

[Siddy]

Username
Siddy
Name
Daire (Daw-ra)
which means 'Fruitful, or Fertile' In Irish Gaelic, and his nickname is De. His Shadow's name is Fiachra (FEE-akh-ra)
Preferred set of pronouns, and gender
Daire is genderless, although he still prefers He/Him.

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Dislikes
✘ People touching his flowers man
✘ Very loud noises
✘ Getting his vest wet
✘ Snotty creatures that wont leave him alone

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Likes
✔ He really loves birch trees
✔ Peace and quiet
✔ Watching the stream and communicating with the plants around him
✔ The scent of autumn obviously

☆ - Art by .:Daze:. - ☆

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Other information
❄ De isn't too talkative obviously, and he tends to stick to himself. He's usually always very calm, and serious. ❄
❄ He lives on a small island off the main land of Scotland, where multiple varieties of rare plants and flowers grow, his soul purpose is to protect this island from anyone who shows interest in entering. He gets along with all of the wildlife housed there, which tend to bother him more then he's personally comfortable with. He also has the full capability of talking to things such as plants, and insects of all kinds telepathically. Seeing as he's pretty much all alone on this island, he's grown very independent, and doesn't really rely on anyone, or anything. ❄
❄ He will not tolerate anyone touching his flower crown. ❄
❄ He's very clumsy, and walking through tall grass, and over logs can be challenging. ❄
❄ He really loves Pine syrup like???? it fascinates him to watch it drip off the trees and harden, and he spends hours staring at it. ❄
❄ His shadow brings him the feathers needed to repair his vest, and he kinda just collects raven feathers anyways ❄
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[kivr & fireflii]

3 days left!

[kivr & fireflii]

Sorry about my lateness, this is now closed and the winner will be posted asap!

[Rooster Cult]

Good luck everyone
I'm really excited and nervous to see the winners