[QueenAxolotl]

Username - StarRayGlowButt
Name - Neo
Gender - tba
Impress Me!

[canis-corax]

meeerk... c:

Username -
Name -
Gender -
Impress Me!

[Howlingdragonwolf]

Username - Howlingdragonwolf

Name - Alexandrite, She prefers to just be called Alex or Rou

Gender - Female

Name Origins: Alexandrite is a very rare color changing gemstone, green or blue by day and red or purple by night. It looks like this: http://www.palagems.com/Images/Bancroft ... te_duo.jpg

Personality: Alexandrite, much like the gemstone she is named after, has two different personality, one for the hours of sunlight and one for the hours when the moon is bright.

The Day one is Like this: "Dark", Mean, Pessimist, Jerk, Curious, smart, lonely

and

The Night one is like this: "Sunny", friendly, Happy, Optimistic, Curious, slightly daft, lonely, a bit cocky

Hobby: So though her personality changes depending on the sun and moon, her hobby stays the same, Solving Mysteries! She's gotten into many different situations which she barely escaped from.


Catchphrase: (During the day), "Seriously? What do you want?" She says it quite a lot to pretty much anyone. (during the Night) "It's okay, I'm here now" She really thinks that she could solve any problem



Quick Story:
(In the Past)
The strange visit's voice will be in this color
Alexandrites will be in this one!

Alexandrite sniffed the air suspiciously as she crept into the room. There it was, the object of the mystery, the missing collection of Silver sat there, glistening in the sparse light. She trotted forward carefully and the door slammed shut behind her. Alexandrite jumps and turns, her tail flicking around agitatedly. Standing behind where the door was, was a strange Viscet. A smirk spread across its face and he walked towards her slowly. "Now...what are you doing here?" He asked in a calm cool voice which had a sharp edge to it."Seriously? What do you want?" She growled at him as she took a nervous step backwards. "That's funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing.." He said calmy and raised his paw to his chin staring at her. "I'm solving a mystery, of course." She sniffed at him. "I see..That's unfortunate." He said as he took another step towards her. "What?" Alexandrite asked confused as she stared at him. "Well, you see, I'm trying to keep the Mystery a Mystery." He said smirking at her and lunged.

Alexandrite awoke from her forced slumber and winced as the ropes chafed against her. She glanced around, scared, Where was she? The room was itch black and she could barely make out large shapes in the inky blackness. Something moved and she turned her head as much as she could, she stared hard at where the movement was, but nothing happened. She growled, "How are you gonna get out of this one?" She growled at herself and rested her head against the Wall behind her and closed her eyes....


(Cliff hanger for now..)

[adheline]

Username . Striped~Hatter
Name . Desdemona
Gender . Female

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Subtle vanilla and dark cherry invaded her senses, a fragrant mix that penetrated her tense disposition. Immediately her shoulders relaxed, and her lids slid just a fraction under a newfound heaviness. It was the odd thing about this place she'd found, a small grove in the middle of nowhere. There was neither a tell-tale orchid nor blossoming branches of red in sight, and yet it was this divine concoction that she always perceived in the middle of these wide, green trees. She would oft find herself thinking under the topiary, her perpetual search to expand on her sophistication an act she would always be loyal to (as with any other thing or living being). She had been naive to listen. Yet she always did. Desdemona stretched the ache from her muscles and settled her paws more firmly into the soft grass. It was another simple banter, one consisting of her usual witty remarks and straightforward replies. She hadn't expected it to end in any way other than the usual: a sarcastic physical expression and an understanding that it was all only out of the will to keep things from being boring. And it didn't. Sometimes words were thrown at her that were true, and it never hurt because she already knew it. Words like, as with today: defiant. And it was fine, they were never exceptionally strong words anyways. And yet every time, each and every time afterwards, she would feel beyond her usual spirited nature. It would always get a rise out of her, fill her with a feeling that she was at wrong when she would think over what was said. Despite herself, she loved that feeling, too. Every day it would go on, an exchange of axioms to rile the other up, and the feeling was beyond any sentiment else wise.

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║ The Young & The Hopeless ~ Good Charlotte
║ Marche Slave ~ Tchaikovsky
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Desdemona, in interaction with other viscets, is generally in good spirits and wit. She enjoys the rows that she can get into because every moment is exciting, she loathes the dull useless days where nothing happens. Thusly, her favorite noises are the busy ambiance of a heated discussion, and when she's alone she likes to listen to the rain's attack on the earth. The quiet is never enough, and she generally doesn't have enough patience for tranquility. Besides that, she's a viscet of grace an poise, admiring beauty where it comes. It's why she loves fluorite so much, the epitome of ethereal beauty found purely in nature. She also admires the way blue fits so well into flora and fauna, particularly when light beckons it from water or minerals. Prodding the very subject, she has an odd dislike of rounded objects, preferring the angular aspects of life.
It's her greatest joy in life, however, to seek out the things that fit and describe both expressions of nature. The loud orange of graceful lilies, the enchanting colours on bizarre birds. She likes the balances like that, however large or small they may be.

[doglover947]

Username - doglover947
Name - Mia Rose
Gender - female
Personality - Mia is calm, clever, shy, timid, quiet, daring, energetic, forgiving, gentle, helpful, kind, sweet, humble, honest, funny, clumsy, and more.
Likes - Glazed donuts with sprinkles, Ice cream, kittens, swimming, biking, she loves the beach, sea shells, gardening, music, Beethoven's music, doves, fish, fishing, ocean. Sing, ladybugs, butterflies.
Dislikes - Monsters, the darkness, witches, demons, alligators, spiders, roaches, vultures.
Hobbies - Baking, drawing, writing, Ice skating, roller blading, photography.
Facts - Mia has a sweet tooth, She writes stories about magical places, she creates characters with clay, she loves to draw, and Mia loves to bake sweets. She loves photography, she loves antiques, she loves the country, she plays the piano, she loves to sing, she loves making pottery.
Story - Mia has a gift, don't ask me how she got it I really have no idea. She has had this gift from the age of 3. She at first was a afraid of her gift but now that she has accepted it, her life has been much better. She has the gift to have whatever she is thinking about appear in normal life. Once she thought of glazed donuts with sprinkles, they soon appeared. They looked so scrumptious, and delicious. She at once picked the one she wanted and stuffed it into her mouth.

[Razors]

Username -Razors
Name - Autumn
Gender - Female
Impress Me!
"Mama, tell me the story again!"
"Which one, darling, you like so many!"
"The one about our great great greeeeeat grandma!"
"Hah, that is indeed a good one! Well....let's see...."
"Once upon a time...."
A time long before our kind numbers had grown to what they are today. When our people were few and far between....there was a young Viscet by the name of Willow. She was a lovely Viscet, far more so than the average female. Though any male who came to see her would pine for her affections, Willow desired not a mate yet. She, instead, desired adventure. No tunnel was untouched, no mountain unclimbed. Forests were explored, oceans crossed, and friends were made. But this is not a story of friends, my love. No, this is a story of a Dragon, who, as dragons go, was very greedy. For all the beauty that your dear great great (greeeeeeat, she chimed in!) Grandmother possessed, the first sight of such a rare and lovely creature caused the Dragon, in his greedy heart, to wish to possess her. The dragon, who lived in the forest she was currently exploring, instantly circled Willow and left her with no way to escape. "Helloooo my deeeear..." Hissed the Dragon. "Sssuch a lovely creature you arrrre...." he rumbled, with a satisfied purring, which sounded more like shifting rocks. "I think I'll keep you...." as he spoke, the dragons coils closed in around Willow. "Keep me? Oh dear! But I'm just a messenger!" Spoke Willow. The dragon paused in its movements. "I'm merely a humble servant of the lovely princess Chime!" The dragon shifted, clearly his interest peaked. "Prrrincesssss....you ssssaaay?"
"Oh yes! She is the most beautiful of my kind ever to grace the land! Her beauty is said to be so great a spectacle, that should you look at her directly, you'd surely go blind!" The dragon seemed hesitant, shifting his body to close around Willow. "I am one of the many messengers send out in search of far away kings and princes! For the princess is now of age and seeking a suitor worthy of her hand in marriage." As Willow spoke, she could see the dragons interest growing. "Hah, but I have yet to find a single king or Prince in my travels....but oh!" Willow suddenly seemed to have an idea, surprise etched on her face. "But oh, great Dragon. You far surpass any king or Prince, surely! A handsome spectacle you make! Surely you are far more deserving of a princess than any other, are you not?!" Oh, the glee that seemed to quiver throughout the Dragon at that moment! "A prrrincessss....yessss....Farrr morrreeee deserrrving am I. No otherrrr but I shhhall take thisss prrrrincesss asss theirrr brride...." spoke the Dragon. "Shhow me the way...." The dragons coils tightened around Willow, then, threatening to crush her should she not give him the answer he sought. "Ah! Great Dragon! Your coils are tight! How am I to show you the way when you crush me so?!" Willow called out to the Dragon breathlessly. The dragon hesitate a moment before slowly unwinding himself from Willow, though he kept his body around her so she could not escape. "There is an ocean near this forest, is there not? Head in that direction and I will tell you how to reach the princess!" With her words, the Dragon scooped Willow in his maw, careful not to crush her or bite her, and made his way to the Sandy beach at the end of the forest. Sitting Willow down, he started at her in anticipation. "The princess lies at the bottom of this ocean. She was sealed there by our king, and only the one who reaches her may marry her and claim her as his own." The dragon pondered Willows words as she spoke. "You will take me to herrrr." He finally replied. "I cannot. Only suitors are allowed, and should I help you, you will surely never reach her. But I will tell you how you may win. It is a secret that I overheard from the king. It is the one way that he is able to visit her and not drown or die. " Once more Willow had the dragons attention. The massive head of the Dragon lowering and moving so it's ear was closer to Willow. Eagerly, he await her secret to winning. "Swim out as far as you can, until you can no longer see the land on the horizon. From there you must take a breath as deep as you possibly can. Dive and swim straight down, as far as you can. It's even better if you can make it to where you can barely see the light from the sun. If you can make it there, or as close to it as possible, you should take a deep breath. It will feel like you are drowning, but this is how the spell works. Breath in as much as you can, and when your lungs are full, you will suddenly find yourself able to breath again! Once you can breath again, keep swimming down! You will see a light, and inside of it is the princess. But don't forget to breath the water as deep as you can!" Willow watch the Dragon, now, and the Dragon watched Willow. A long moment passed and Willow felt perhaps the Dragon would not believe her. Finally, the Dragon uncurl it's body and took to the water. Willow watched, quietly, as her would be captor vanished in the distance, seeking out a princess that did not exist. Clever Willow soon after continue on her adventure, sure to tell the tell of how she outwit a Dragon with her children and grand children.

And so, mother tucked her precious, sleeping, daughter in, graver her a kiss and curled tightly around her.

(This is a story from her childhood)

[bellini]

Username-Bellini79
Name-His name is Pigeon, people call him pidgie ( he doesn't like either )
Gender-male
Personality: he's usually fairly calm and happy but when he's trolled or tricked on he gets grumpy. He can sometimes through little fits.
He doesn't like to get in fights.
small story thing: Pigeon is bullied for his name and his pink and purple colors ( some people think of things not very boy like ), He is stood up for sometimes which helps control his anger.

I love the viscet species :3

[Thoth]

Colette
[[ koh - let ]]

intro

Hello, I'm Thoth. This here Viscet is Colette, named after the Sun-Maid raisin girl (Lorraine Collett Petersen). The reason why Colette is named after the Sun-Maid raisin girl is because Colette loves raisins. She has loved raisins since she was little. The meaning of the name Colette in french is necklace or victorious. Colette is a female Viscet.

personality

Her favourite thing to do is garden. She spends a lot of her time out in nature, especially tending to her gardens of vegetables, fruits, herbs, and flowers. She doesn't mind getting a little dirty. Colette is what you could consider pure of heart. She is very innocent and enjoys helping others. She finds it difficult to be rude or pushy as it is not in her nature. This can be a bad thing because she leaves herself vulnerable to those that might take advantage of her kindness. It's certainly happened a few times, but Colette feels no anger towards them. Colette is a hopeless romantic. She loves hearing about tales of pure love and reading knight-saves-princess-and-they-fall-in-love type of stories. Colette adores fantasy of all kinds. Her favourite fantasy creature would have to be the fairy. Colette is down to earth and friendly to all that she meets.

collections

We are already aware that Colette loves to garden and that it take up a large amount of her time. She does take interest in other hobbies as well. One big hobby of hers is collecting things. She collects seeds of all kinds. This is a fairly large collection as she has been doing it for quite a while. She has flower seeds, herb seeds, vegetable seeds, fruit seeds, et cetera. She loves each and every seed equally and fawns over her common seeds as if they were rare finds. She keeps her seeds in labeled envelopes or containers.

short story [[ colette is a child here ]]

Colette stumbled over her own paws and fell face-first onto the ground. Her startled cry was muffled. She stood up quickly and shook out her pelt before spitting out any of the earth she had accidentally chomped up. She looked up to see that her mother was still walking, and had not noticed her fumble. Colette bolted to catch up to her mother and her long strides.
She settled in beside her mom, still struggling to keep pace. Colette loved her mom a lot. She was her role model, in fact. Her mom was graceful and kind, everything Colette aspired to be. Her mother held a deep love for nature, which Colette quickly picked up. At the moment, they were headed towards the garden that they had planted a little while ago.
The mother-daughter pair stepped into a large clearing. On the other side their garden lay. They could see it from where they stood and Colette let out an excited squeal. The baby Viscet rushed towards the garden and pulled to a stop quickly at the garden's edge. She gaped at the sprout growing from the recently tilled soil. Her mother appeared behind her and smiled softly at her daughter's enthusiasm.
"Beautiful, isn't it, Colette?" her mother said quietly, stroking her daughter's back with her tail. Colette looked up at her and gave her a wide smile.
"It is, Mummy!" she replied, nudging into her mom's fur in something like a hug. Colette frowned suddenly and pulled back, gazing up at her mother with wide eyes. "What if it dies?" she asked fearfully. She did not want the precious plant to go.
Her mother stared down at her tiny daughter. She moved in suddenly and rubbed her cheek against Colette's. "If we take care of it, it won't die for a long time," she said. Her mother shifted away to look at the sprout. "It will eventually wither and die out, but that's the nature of things. When this plant dies, we will plant a new one with the seeds it provides." she told her daughter.
Colette stared at her mother in wonder, and then looked at the plant. Colette was silent as if lost in thought. Then she grinned. "I will be its guardian until it withers!" she cried and pranced around the plant. Her mother laughed at her daughter's exuberant display.
"Come my little guardian, we have a lunch to attend. We can visit the garden again later," said Colette's mom, turning back the way they came.
Colette thought about protesting, but by the time she opened her mouth her mother was almost out of the clearing. She rushed to reach her. At the tree-line she stopped and turned around. With a smile and a bow, she called playfully to her plant, "I will return to you, my liege!"

[Hail.]

This ends in four hours!

[Razors]

I almost forgot about this one. T.T I made it! Good luck guys!