[Firefly.]

how are we able to win it? im a bit new to plumerians!!

No problem! Well, it's a contest, so you''ll be competing against the other people who are entering. Basically you create a personality/history/character for this plumerian. Since this is an impress me contest, you can really do anything to show me how you've created a character such as write stories, buy/make art, anything you can think of really (as long as the form remains under 1000 words). If you like, you can use this basic form, but you don't have to:

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Let me know if that makes sense aha.

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name . carsyn 'magnum' vilaree
gender . female
profession . 'queen' of the bandits
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imprudent. xx. greedy. xx. conceited. xx. egotistical. xx. materialistic.
• text Carsyn is senselessly materialistic and believes that if one owns more than another, the one with more is above the other. For this reason, she keeps all valuable items that the bandits collect in a pile in the corner of her hut. If she hears that a bandit has stashed valuables, she will personally march over, snatch it, and and place it at the top of the pile. She can be awfully snarky and rude, senseless to other's feelings.

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aurum
Magnum isn't exactly sure what to think of the shy plumerian. They meet occasionally, when Magnum gets injured or one of her bandits becomes ill. She thinks of Aurum as an acquaintance. When one of the bandits go, they all go. A lot of the times, Aurum's son Mowgli or even Synstyl on occasion will come out to play with the bandits, who are always surprisingly happy to see them. Carsyn can tell that it makes Aurum uncomfortable, but she never comments on it and just gets to work, glancing up every so often to check on her children. The bandits respect Aurum and love her like a sister, so they never steal from their home when they make their journey to get medicine or to be healed. Since Magnum and the bandits don't really carry money with them, they usually pay in expensive rings, which Aurum tries to refuse most of the time, only to tentatively accept the payment.
vashti
Magnum hates Vashti. After she abandoned the bandits, Magnum had no trust in Vashti. How dare she question Magnum's leadership and strut around with that giant bird like she owned the place and question every decision that Mag made! And after she dared to come back and steal those rings that she had planned to sell when she knew what was on the line..?! It would soon be all-out war.
It hadn't always been that way, though. When Vashti had first joined the group, Magnum was quite a bit younger and more carefree and immature. They lived off of what they could and were happy, but there was no order. Magnum had Vashti placed as her second in command, until things changed. Magnum became less fun and more full of herself, believing herself to be superior and above anyone else. Vashti hated this, and rebelled against Magnum's orders. Magnum first demoted her, then began to steal from the stash that Magnum guarded within her plaster den. When Magnum found out, she was furious and had Vashti's bird used for missions, often getting in the way and hit on accident. After this, Vashti left and swore to never return, hating Carsyn's leadership.
spooky
Magnum loves this cat to death. She found him on the side of the road, suffering from the heat. Taking him into camp, they became friends very quickly and soon formed an inseparable bond. She takes him on missions sometimes, and she even made him his own little bandanna that matches her own, with a golden ring as it's symbol.

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• stories ;
she has returned
"What do you mean you don't know where they went?! We just robbed them last night!" Magnum appeared furious, eyes flashing with fury. Glaring at the bandit with the speckled bandanna that stood before her, she slammed one paw down in the muddy terrain. "You were supposed to guard them! I have a guy coming to buy those rings tonight, and you're telling me that someone stole them? What am I supposed to do, tell him that one of you lost the rings?" The bandit looked nervous and shuffled their paws. "I think the deserter came and stole them." Magnum froze just as she was about to scold the bandit. "You.. What?" She sounded like she was in disbelief, eyes wide in shock. "No way. She left us, and swore to not return." Magnum's voice drifted off as she stared at the bandit with the speckled bandanna as they shook their head with a grave look.
"She has returned."

the deserter
Carsyn held a small kitten in her lap, glancing down at him and watching over the pile of treasure that sat idly in the corner. It had seemed to shrink in size.. Perhaps one of those blasted bandits had begun to steal jewels from her ever-so-treasured pile. The bandit queen's thoughts were interrupted as Vashti came bursting into her hut, eye ablaze with anger. "We need to talk, now. Meet me outside of the camp, by the highway." The freckled plumerian hissed through gritted teeth as Magnum watched on in disbelief, rising from the . "How dare you come barging in and expecting me to follow your orders, Vashti. I rule this group and I expect you to treat me with respect." The darker female glared coldly at Magnum as she stood tensely. "You don't act like a leader. You act like a brat who only cares about how many jewels and how much you earn from these bandits. And you know what? I'm sick of it. How much longer do you expect this camp to last, with you strutting around and doing nothing to help benefit them?" The queen stared in shock as Vashti ripped the bandanna from around her eyes and threw it on the pavement, glaring challengingly at Carsyn as she snarled. "Guess what, Carsyn? I'm no longer one of your pawns, your bandits."
Pain flooded into Carsyn's system, pricking at her like pins and needles and an ache in her heart as she watched one of her former friends leave without regret. "You will call me by Magnum, and you know what?! Never return, Vashti!"

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Lillilune // [ lee-lye-loo-nay ] // born: March 19, 2000 // age: 15 //

She was a quiet girl. Who sat in the corner in silent observation. Her eyes piercing shards of ice in a world of fire. She stared across the classroom, her gaze stuck on a single plumerian in a somewhat unfocused manner. His back was turned at the moment but she could hear him laughing.

[modern]

Res

[chamomile.]

Marking <3

[azemyc]

reserve with the name mycroft
//not sherlock related I just love the name
///guess who'll be on break with a trial of photoshop


life story/aspects;
-has a boring every day life as a street vendor
-studies others as they move around him
-learns about a secret that the mayor of the city is keeping
-is forced to keep this a secret
-mayor, in spite, passes a bill that causes all street vendors to lose their jobs and stalls
-mycroft then releases the secret in retaliation, but is shunned by the city for 'lying' and 'manipulating' others
-becomes some odd sort of shunned 'super hero' without any super human abilities, relying on his abilities to read others to act as some type of shady manipulating spy
-becomes what others accused him of being when his intentions were better

personality aspects;
-very driven and work obsessed
-focused on others and their well being, often forgets his own
-clever and can easily talk circles around others
-high intelligent, but doesn't brag about it often
-formal

friends/relationships;
-at odds with deimos
-knows orcinus, and a few of their secrets
-looking for other relationships!

[nymx]

MARKKK

-Form must be under 1000 words (titles and art credit won't count)
-Please keep the form on CS. No outside sites (ex: weebly)
-Prettying up the form is fine
-There's no limit on extras or art, just make sure everything fits in the word limit



Things to keep in mind:
-Reading through huge chunks of text is one of my biggest pet peeves. If you have a longer story you want to write, that's fine, but maybe try to break it up with art or images to keep it more interesting.
-Quality over quantity!
-Try to develop the personality of the character. A well thought out character will catch my eye over art and pretty forms

[WassabiProductions]

oh im sorry, thanks!

heh, do we start posting?

[Firefly.]

oh im sorry, thanks!

heh, do we start posting?

No problem! And Sure! You can make a post and then begin editing and adding to it up until the end date (Dec 28) c:

[feverrr]

-Form must be under 1000 words (titles and art credit won't count)
-Please keep the form on CS. No outside sites (ex: weebly)
-Prettying up the form is fine
-There's no limit on extras or art, just make sure everything fits in the word limit

-Reading through huge chunks of text is one of my biggest pet peeves. If you have a longer story you want to write, that's fine, but maybe try to break it up with art or images to keep it more interesting.
-Quality over quantity!
-Try to develop the personality of the character. A well thought out character will catch my eye over art and pretty forms.



Altair (Arabic: الطير): Modern English unisex name derived from the name of the brightest star in the constellation Aquila, from an Arabic word meaning "the bird" or "the flyer."

- Demiboy, he/him, they/it pronouns, depending on mood.
- Lives in American countryside.
- Owns a ton of llamas, makes wool products for a living.
- grew up in Saudi Arabia with his father.
- Father was a wealthy cattle rancher.
- Has a very strong Arabian accent.
- Accent often mistaken for Brazilian, gets annoyed.
- Loves animals a ton, sucker for rescue dogs.
- Owns two rescue dogs, Georgia, Orby
- Hates people and social interaction.
- Very brash, adventurous, brave, loyal, and hostile.

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