[Calix]

A spooky glowing PPS!
This one is open-book, so do whatever you like. No word or art limits.

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Ends October 20th.
Extended til 22nd.
There will be 3 runner ups!

[spring.]

ＨＡＶＥ ＹＯＵ ＥＶＥＲ ＦＥＬＴ ＤＩＦＦＥＲＥＮＴ?

"have you ever felt different? no? well, i have, and i don't think i can explain how it feels. feeling like no matter what you do, you won't belong. or that everything you do is so outside the social norm that you shouldn't be doing it. it's honestly the scariest feeling in the world. feeling different. people say that it's okay to be different, that it sets you aside, but when you feel as different as i do, when you feel like an alien to everyone, it's not normal. it's scary."

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╒══hi my name is kai════════════════════════╕-- please call them kai ════════╕
╒══i am a paint tailed python, i am devoid of gender══╕ ╒══use they/ them════════╕
╒══i'm best described as considerate but i think it's ══════ tell me how it is to my face
═because i would like to think that i am very grounded. ══ ═ don't make me figure it out myself
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ＨＡＶＥ ＹＯＵ ＥＶＥＲ ＦＥＬＴ ＤＩＦＦＥＲＥＮＴ?
--> please know, this is just a scratch of kai's surface. they are really quite sweet, but they have performance and social anxiety, so talking about themselves for too long makes them get a little shy. missy and rowan are trying to help them come out of their shell and trying to help them become more confident, but they are not as ready for that. they feel a bit like an alien in their own body, and rowan is really helping them realize who they are.

overall relation
overall, kai is on pretty neutral level with everyone. they tend to hang with rowan a lot more than any other paint tailed python because they are so nervous, but rowan really comforts them.
they have a positive relationship with missy, but they can find her to be a little overbearing.
they have a negative relationship with war due to his brooding nature.
they do not associate with my hot dog ptp, because they find the nature of the ptp slightly unsettling.

this ptp's character is inspired by
my own relationships with my
friends and the fact that lately
i have not felt quite right in my
own body (hence that they
feel like an alien).

[Hellagia]

Eeeee! So cute!

Username;; Fivebrand
PTP Name;; Andromeda
PTP Gender;; Male
Personality: Curious and loves to explore, but very shy and can be dangerous. He loves to see new places and things, but when others are around, he hides and if he can't and feels threatened, he will strike. But once you make friends with him, he will be very loyal to you for as long as you let him. (And sometimes longer, he can be very persistent.) If betrayed, he will go into hiding for a while, but when he returns to exploration, he'll be back to his old self.

(I might add more... but here's this for now. XD; I'll probably be editing it off and on.)

[TeaCat]

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PTP Name;;
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REserve ohmyyyy

[shortstop]

Res ahhh

[Manakete]

☆Namer of Constellations and Emissary of the Stars☆
☆Thousand-Year-Old Child☆
☆Ice-Bodied Serpent☆



"Who Are You?"
"I was born of the same nebula that birthed a thousand stars, bright and unwavering. The blazing heat of a star burns brightly inside me, giving me life, giving me breath. I am a god, Azura the Starcaller, the Ice-Bodied Serpent. My heart and soul blaze warm, but my skin is cold, like the unforgiving blackness of space. I am immortal. I flee this body when my life source glows dimly, and I wait in a nebula, gathering star energy until I can emerge again.
They think I am a monstrous, cold-hearted viper made of ice. They hear the legends and fear me for the power I possess. The old humans, the ones who recorded the history of the gods, they saw me as a mighty dragon who held the might of a thousand stars and could command the night sky, when I am in fact, a tiny python who holds the might of one star and only controls the names of the stars in the night sky. I wish no harm upon the living, nor the dead. I seek peace and equality. But if they wish to fear me, I will let them."

"Heartbeat sounding
Thought astounding
Life resounding in a distant place

Our endeavor
Live forever
Never ever to be erased

High tide of the human race
Tear drop into outer space"

-Into Outer Space, Kimberly Freeman

About the Adopter
I'm Manakete. I own nine PTPs, five adults and two pairs of sibling offspring. With any luck, this pretty baby will be my tenth c: For the record, two of my adults don't count toward my slots because one is a custom and one is an event PTP. I also got an extra slot from the duck booth in the carnival event.
I am trying out to be the owner of this PTP, who would be named Azura. They're genderless, due to their position as a deity, and use they/them pronouns. The name Azura means 'sky blue', and is also the name of the Daedric Prince of Dusk and Dawn in the Elder Scrolls video game series, who is sometimes associated with the night sky.



About Azura
Azura definitely isn't your typical PTP; they're a lesser deity. In ages past, humans and snakes alike worshiped Azura as the Starcaller and the namer of every constellation in the night sky. Nowadays, Azura is worshiped less, which they found to their liking, as they feel too much attention is distracting and uncomfortable.
Their specific duties as the constellation god entail naming the constellations, communicating with the stars and speaking on behalf of them, and notifying the star god when a star is about to die so a new star can be added to a constellation in place of the old one.

Azura doesn't have body temperature issues like other snakes do. They have no need to bask, although they enjoy doing so because they can absorb the sun's energy, and can be in cold areas without being in danger of hypothermia or death because of the star energy inside their body. However, despite the warmth that Azura constantly feels, their skin is cold to the touch. Because of this, they like to find sleeping campers when they're out on their nightly patrol, slither into their tents, and touch the bottoms of their feet to wake them up.

Azura is over a thousand years old. One thousand and thirty-four to be exact. Their average 'lifespan' is around one thousand five hundred years, so they're relatively close to the end of their life, although they'll never truly die this way. When their life energy gets low, they leave their body behind and find a nebula to wait in and gather star energy until they can reincarnate, only instead of being reborn into a different body, they're born into the same one. The only way Azura can die is if they're prevented from leaving their body before their life energy completely depletes.

Azura's voice really isn't much more than a whisper. However, they can will their voice to be loud enough to be heard over a crowd or quiet enough to be practically inaudible. Many call it a hiss rather than a whisper due to the fact that Azura is a python, but they believe that the only time they "hiss" is when they're angry.

"I've got a pair of eyes that they're getting lost in,
They're hypnotized by my way of walking,
I've got them dazzled like a stage magician,
When I point, they look, and when I talk, they listen."

-Haven't You Noticed, Rebecca Sugar

Digging Deeper
Azura loves cold weather. They love playing in the snow and licking icicles and watching snow fall. Unfortunately, they're unable to make snow angels, so instead they make snow noodles. They also can't build snowmen, so instead they draw designs in the snow, which are admittedly hard to see due to their paint color.

They love to learn about space, as they don't know much about the scientific aspects of it, despite being a god. They read lots of books about space and like to watch documentaries. Their favorite planet is Neptune, but Pluto is a close second. They also thoroughly enjoy looking at pictures of galaxies and nebulae, even thought they get to see them every time they reincarnate. Azura just finds space and everything about it so interesting.

Azura is the adoptive sibling of Eleanora. They came upon Eleanora when she was young, and decided to adopt her as their sister because of her pleasant nature and glowing, ghostly appearance. The pair don't get to see each other often, as they're both busy with their lives, but they spend every holiday together and are practically inseparable as friends and siblings.

Azura prefers nighttime to daytime usually. They claim it has nothing to do with being nocturnal and being the deity of constellations, but many have their doubts. They just love the coolness of the air and the calm peacefulness and the way the stars look in the sky. Night is mellow and comfortable and pleasant.
The only thing Azura doesn't like about nighttime is the lack of festivals. Festivals are their favorite thing about Earth. They love all festivals, especially for the special food. Technically, Azura doesn't need to eat to survive, but they love eating. Usually when Azura goes to festivals, they tend to attract a lot of attention though, so recently they've started wearing a cape so no one can see their scales.

Azura is greatly interested in the supernatural, like ghosts, werewolves, and the like. They enjoy reading about supernatural lore and history, as they were around to experience much of it, like the infamous Salem Witch Trials. They wholeheartedly believe in most supernatural creatures because they've been around long enough to encounter them.



How Azura Became PPS
This is the story of how Azura became to be affected by PPS. Interestingly, they weren't born PPS; they came to be affected by it after a tragic event.

I didn't mean for it to happen... it was an accident. I didn't know. I told them not to make me fight. I told them all. I said that I would not make a good warrior. They didn't listen. They didn't listen, and look what happened. Look at the pain I caused.

The clamor of battle was roaring in Azura’s ears. They twisted their long slinky body in the air, narrowly avoiding a spear, and hissed with anger. There was a momentary twinkle in the darkened sky above them, and a meteor came crashing down, smiting the centaur who had thrown the spear. Aster the star god, a galaxy-patterned dragon, swooped by with a word of praise. He had temporarily given Azura the ability to call upon the stars for the duration of this battle, as they possessed no real combat abilities.
Far ahead, Azura noticed a fan of dancing orange flames behind a white bear in gold armor. “Sol.” They murmured. He was the cause of this awful battle. It was by his word that his followers took up arms against the creatures and deities of the night to bring upon them eternal day. It was his fault that Azura was forced to take lives.
Perah the hunt god, a navy-furred tiger, noticed the line of Azura’s gaze. “Don’t engage him, Azura.” He warned, his voice a rumbling growl. “He’s far stronger than you, and he’s stronger even than Aster. Wait until we can mobilize.”
“I know, Perah. I just want this fight to be over.” They murmured, flicking paint from their tail into a charging wolf’s eyes. “All this violence is so unnecessary.” Perah lunged at the wolf, swiftly taking it out with a bite to the throat.
“I agree with you.” He said, shaking the ruby blood from his muzzle. “But Sol cannot see reason and Aster is tired of dealing with his insubordinance. It’s the easiest option. We will win, Azura. I have no doubts. Just be careful.” Perah nodded to them before running off, sprinting toward a gold lion with a fire in his eyes.

And so they fought. They fought for hours, slowly pushing Sol’s forces back and protecting the night that housed them and the sources of their godly duties. And then, Aster called upon them.

“Mobilize!” Aster roared. The stars slowly swirling on his dark scales trembled with the might of his call.
Azura abandoned their target, a heron, and swiftly moved to Aster’s side, floating next to him and dripping blue paint and silver blood. Gods and followers alike rallied behind them, their eyes afire with passion and the want for victory.
“Go for Sol.” Aster snarled, brows low on his white eyes. “His army is weak and we have the chance to stop him.”
The anger and raw power in his voice set Azura’s heart racing. Adrenaline pumped through their body. They were no longer a mere python. They were a dragon with hundreds of stars at their command and an insatiable bloodlust.
Aster leaped into the sky, spreading his feathered wings, and the others followed. Azura streamed after him, paint flying from their tail like comet’s dust. Ahead of them, Sol noticed their charge, and roared angrily, flames springing up from the dirt around him. He lumbered toward them, teeth bared and eyes ablaze. A few of his followers fell in behind him, but most of them were either gone or dead at this point.
Hot rage flowed through Azura. They hissed angrily and called upon the stars. White bursts of light streamed from the heavens, crashing into the ground and spraying dirt. All that existed in this moment was the hunt and the prey.
Aster pulled in the tips of his wings, shooting forward. His claws were outstretched as he moved to collide with Sol. Fangs bared, they slammed into each other. Aster clung to the massive armored bear, sinking his teeth into his back. Azura hissed again, darting straight for Sol’s face. They opened their mouth wide and sank their fangs into the right side of his head. He roared in pain, swinging his head and leaning to the side. Aster lost his grip and fell, sliding into the dirt and snarling. Azura bit harder, spraying paint into Sol’s eyes. He tossed his head and Azura lost their grip, flying up into the air. Sol snarled and leaped up, his jaws closing on Azura’s body. White stars flashed in their eyes as burning pain riddled through their body. They opened their mouth in a silent scream, desperately trying to wiggle out of Sol’s vice-like grip. Silver blood dripped from their body over Sol’s white muzzle and his chest rumbled with cruel laughter.
“No!” They whispered raggedly. Their breathing was labored. They could feel their body growing limp and cold, as it did when their star energy was too low, but Sol was keeping them trapped in their body. They kept growing colder. Their vision was growing dark. “No!” They repeated, exhausting their last bit of strength with one final wiggle.
I’m going to die. Azura thought. I have failed in my duties. They sighed one last time and felt their muscles relax.

White fire bloomed from Azura’s eyes and mouth, filling their entire body. It was warm and rich. It was rejuvenating and life-giving. They twisted their body, sinking their fangs again into Sol’s muzzle. He roared as the white fire spread almost instantly over his body starting at his muzzle. There was a high-pitched whistling noise and suddenly, there was no sound at all. Nothing could be heard, not the battle, nor Azura’s own breathing. A massive cloud of white fire, shaped like a viper, rose from Sol and quickly expanded to consume the entire battlefield. It was there for only a moment, and then it had dissipated. As soon as the last wisps of white had disappeared, the sound had returned in a cacophonous din.
Aster picked himself up and immediately ran to Azura, eyes ablaze. "Azura! Do you have any idea what you've just done?!"
Azura looked around, but not before noticing that the bite wounds along their body had healed. All of Sol's followers were gone, even the bodies. The only ones left on the field were Aster's allies and the gods that had fought for Sol. They were all unscathed, but unable to move.
Azura remained silent, looking solemnly into Aster's eyes. They didn't know what they had done, but evidently it wasn't good.
"You called upon the power of the stars to not only revive yourself, but you created that massive cloud of fire. Do you know how many stars you just destroyed? How much work it'll be to replace them all? You took far more lives than what we took here today." He sighed, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry, Azura. But you command too much power and you're unable to control it. You cannot be permitted to continue doing your duties in this form."
"What?" Azura whispered. "I thought you gave me this power."
Aster shook his head. "That is a power you have always had. The power to take life from the stars corresponds the size of your physical form. You're simply too big. Your form must be changed so that you can no longer control the lives of so many stars."
Azura just nodded numbly. They wanted to tell Aster that they didn't want to fight in the first place, but thought better of it and kept quiet.
"Close your eyes, little snake." Aster breathed. Azura obeyed, then felt the slightest touch on the tip of their snout. A warm air washed over their scales and they felt a sort of tightening feeling. When the warm feeling was gone, they opened their eyes.
Aster loomed over them, the corners of his mouth twitching. He used to be big, but not that big. Usually, Azura was level with his chest when they stood up. Now they guessed they'd be level with the middle of his foreleg.
"From now on, when you reincarnate, your form won't be that of a full-grown python. You assume the form of a child, per se. Apologies, Azura, but it was the only thing I could do. Your duties are still the same, as are your abilities. Now go on, it's getting dark. Explore your new body and tend to your constellations. I will deal with Sol." Aster said. He moved to walk away, then turned back over his shoulder. "And Azura? Thank you. You served me well today."
Azura nodded, their cheeks warm, and set off into the night sky, heart full of glee. Yes, they had messed up and were reprimanded for it. But they had received another chance and they had been praised by the god who created them. Sure, now they were stuck in the body of a child forever. But it could have been worse.
Azura sighed, enjoying the feeling of condensation on their scales. They looked at the world far below, turned warm by the sunset. Up above, the sky was already darkening and the stars were returning, as they did every night. And as they would always do under the watchful gaze and governance of Aster the Star God and his liege:
Azura the Starcaller.

"But in the spilling of blood,
a hope still glimmers dim.
in a reflection in the water.
in a whisper in the wind.

Gather your courage.
It will break the bonds of night.
take wing, and dance upon the sky.
take wing, and dance upon the sky."

-Galdr of Rebirth



Credits
Night sky gif - Source unknown
Star gif - Source unknown
Blue divider - Source unknown
Viper Azura - arcademsfortune
Python Azura - arcademsfortune

[miles.]

Username;; joshua kiryu
PTP Name;; hiro
PTP Gender;; agender; uses they/them

(may edit + add backstory! <3)

[Vexious]

SoftKitten

Atlas

Female, her, she pronouns.

Atlas is very humble and generous with a side of clumsy.

[ZC.]

Username;; 3SPOOP5U
PTP Name;; Pirael Mesetos [pie-RAY-uhl MAY-suh-toes]
PTP Gender;; Pangender
res omg!!

[Roadhog]

Username;;
Hyakutake
PTP Name;;
Sagittarius
nicknames: Sagi, or Sal
PTP Gender;;
No gender- but goes by masculine pronouns.
story/backstory
He was made in space. Formed from the constellation/star Sagittarius- he grew over thousands of years, and mainly lived in space, exploring for a long time. Time passed, and he was very bored- and depressed- he wanted something new to explore! He saw a astroid that was floating around and hopped on it "Take me wherever" He murmured. It crashed onto Earth soon, and Sag found what was known as "Earth"- Although it was very odd, Sag liked it- "This is more interesting than space!" He thought. It was filled with things like him, to interact with, stuff that would not make him exactly bored!! He was filled with joy. He would live here and learn the ways of people-Humans and PTPs!