[maritime.]

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Username: EverdaleDreamers
Name: Vasuki
Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/He/They (Genderfluid

Nicknames: Hei Lei | Guardian | Decim |Long

Name and nickname meaning: Chinese. "Hei Lei" means "black thunder" and "Long" is dragon. Vasuki is Hindi name of a naga who was a king who wore a gem on his head.

Life's Task:
"Hello young one, you wish to know about my job? *chuckles* "Well as you can see, I am the guardian for this old oriental city. I was born in the captivity of humans and raised here. I learned how to be a guard viscet on my own but as I grew it became my job. I don't have any regrets about it and I quite enjoy being the city's guardian. Although I wish they would stop referring me as their guardian deity just because I calmed down the demon dog. Anyway as I was saying, I- asleep already? *sighs* Well The young do need their sleep. Sweet dreams young one, I shall carry you home to your family."

Accessories:
Vasuki wears a jade bangle on each her forepaws. She has prayer beads on her hind legs and a long string of them wrapped around her tail. Vasuki wears a red silk woven collar with a lantern on it with imperial jade accents. She also carries a large dragon's pearl on her head and a ball of red silk cord in one of her paws.

Relationships:

Hollow - Vasuki finds Hollow to be very child-like as his mind is still like a viscling's but she tolerates Hollow and entertains the thought of teaching him new things. She feels as though he should be a role model for Hollow since he may need to mature at some point and would need someone to be his guidepost.

Wynsdrrawr - Vasuki finds Wynsdrrawr refreshing to be around since Hollow is too high strung for her. She finds her personality and appearance to make her seem mysterious. Her pack resided somewhere in the city (Even though barely any humans lived there, animals operated it) and even though she had led herself and Hollow to the city as a pack neither were the pack leader. Wynsdrrawr had offered Vasuki to join their pack but she still thinks about it but is currently allies with the small band of two.

Emiyo - Now, Emiyo may not be a viscet but he is a demon dog who has been residing in the city while his wounds heal. Emiyo blends in with the oriental style but is constantly watched by Vasuki in case he causes trouble.Vasuki finds Emiyo to be pretty large but knows that Emiyo will get bigger as he is still a pup and over time befriended Emiyo. Together she and Emiyo protect the city even though Emiyo is often found playing somewhere or searching for the ball he carries with him. Vasuki chuckles sometimes when they stand guard at the front gates because Emiyo looks similar to the guardian lions that would be seen in China.

Amaris- Vasuki has encountered Amaris a few times but respects Amaris for who she is. They sometimes go and eat candied sweet potatoes whenever Amaris happens to be in the area.

Emiyo is my original character of my own creation. Other viscets with specified names besides Hollow and Wynsdrrawr belong to howlingtothestars who I am grateful for, for allowing me to use some of her viscets for my form.

[BlackWren]

Whoa the scale markings and eyes ;00;

Username: Dave Egbert
Name: Oiier
Gender: Female

[invincible llama]

cod..

those spikes

[9-9-999]

Username: 9-9-999
Name: Shílì
Translation: Strength
Gender: male

Birthday: August 14th
Month Zodiac: Leo
Year Zodiac: Dragon
Age:

Personality
Timid - Cautious - Patient
Reserved - Peaceful - Nervous
Skittish - Sweet - Kind

Shílì has always been quite the odd ball. At first glance, you would think that he is as might as his name, but after a moment of speaking with him you will see that he is no more threatening than a house fly! Shílì has always been taller than the other viscets, though he walks with a hunched posture, which gives him the appearance of being quite small.
When Shílì was a viscling, he would refuse to leave from his mother, always standing between her legs or desperately trying to climb onto her shoulders. When he got bigger, his mother began to push him away in attempt to teach her son independence and self-reliance. When it didn't work, she simply left her son to fend for himself. Since that day, Shílì has had abandonment issues and is inflicted with a panic attack whenever he things that he is being abandoned. This causes many viscets to find it hard to be around him, so some tend to avoid him. When you look past his panic attacks and the need to be close to someone at all times, he is really a sweet and kind Viscet that only wants to be happy.

Shílì is known for his fear of the unknown. After his mother had left him, he took his first timid steps into the unknown. At first, it seemed fine and his confidence grew. That is, until he spotted a spider rushing about a fly caught in its web. He peered at it and tilted his head in curiosity before letting out a horrified screech and frantically running back to the safety of his abandoned camp and curling up on the soft grass that marked his bed. There he lied for a whole day until his stomach demanded that he eat something. Cautiously, the golden viscling crept back to the gaping jaws of the unknown, sniffing as he passed hesitantly through the forest. He froze and squeaked at every snap and squeak that echoed to him until he finally spotted the shimmering red of the raspberries his mother would bring him. Excitedly, Shílì ran to it and snapped up several at a time, continuing to gobble up the fruit as a shadow lurked closer to him. Unaware, Shílì continued to devour the delicious fruit excitedly, memories of his mother and pack dancing to him as he did so. A grunt awoke him from his trance, and Shílì turned his burning eyes to gaze into the face of a badger. A moment passed, then another, and finally, Shílì snapped. He screamed and scrambled away frantically, slipping and stumbling over his own feet before regaining his grip and rushing away in a squeaking panic. Behind him, the badger watched the viscling leave before turning to gaze at the bush and continue with it leisure walk. Ahead, Shílì screamed and ran up until he crashed headfirst against the tough trunk of an oak tree, collapsing in a heap of fur and curling up tightly, whimpering pathetically as he held his head and looked around with wide, frightened eyes. Around him, it seemed as though everything sought to devour him, looming over him and reaching toward him with gnarled fingers. Shílì squeaked and huddled up tighter, closing his eyes tightly as his breath came out in a strained and rapid pace. His paws shook and his head felt numb, the odd tingling feeling of a limb falling asleep beginning to spread gradually down his head. Shílì trembled and panting in fear, trying to shove away the bad thought but only making them grow stronger. He wished for his mom, his pack, those he trusted and loved, but they were gone.
After some time, a gentle, cold object pressed against his head, gently nudging the visclings paws. Shílì squeaked slightly and tried to curl up tighter, keeping his eyes closed tightly out of fear of what might be beyond his eyelids. His mind raced wildly and thoughts of savage monsters with gnarled limbs and jagged teeth that leaked poison. Another nudge pressed against his paws, this time stronger, and moved away the visclings paws. Slowly, Shílì creaked an eye open and gazed at a small black and brown dog. Confused, he opened both eyes and raised his head slightly, eying the new creature. The dogs ears were tall and cut narrow giving them the appearance of horns and its tail was shorter than Shílì's toe. The dog panted happily and licked Shílì's nose before curling up beside the Viscet. Shílì contemplated fleeing, climbing a tree, or possibly playing dead, but the canines warm body reminded him of his mothers comforting warmth. Shílì hesitantly lowered his head beside the dog and paused for a moment before closing his eyes with a smile. "Your warm... I like you..."

•He is not what he seems.
While Shílì is tall and has a rather powerful and fierce appearance, he is actually a large teddy bear. He is easily frightened by what should be the simplest of things and often remains curled up in an abandoned, half destroyed hut he calls Sanctuary. When Shílì is approached by others, especially humans or viscets with a sour scent, he will flee frantically or even leap into a tree in an attempt to escape from sight, though his golden colors usually give him away easily.

•He has the nose of a blood hound.
Shílì's nose has managed to get him away from approaching creatures and find small food. Through his nose, he is capable of knowing what a Viscet is like simply by smelling a leaf they brushed from as far back as two days ago. This ability is both a blessing and a curse, as while it may help him to determine where to go, it can often give him a headache from all of the scents that attack him at once. The worst of it is when he is near a sour smelling Viscet. His nose feels as though it is on fire, and he has to cover it or his eyes may begin to water as well.

•His best friend is a Doberman named Xìnxīn.
Xìnxīn is the resultant of a prize winning show dog and a fearsome champion fighter. Because of this, he has one of the most spectacular coats of his breed, and the powerful build of a fighter. Unlike his siblings, Xìnxīn didn't want to live a domesticated life. He devised a plan to escape and began digging a hole everyday until he was able to wiggle through. Before he left, he gobbled down more than his fair share of food and chugged nearly the entire bowl of water. While this was meant to ensure that he won't stave as he traveled, the results we not as expected. He had to pause to use the restroom nearly every five minutes and had a stomach ache that made him want to curl up in a ball. Still, determination carried him onward until he saw a golden mound of fur curled up beside a tree.

Likes
•Xìnxīn
•Sanctuary
•Quiet
•Being alone (with the exception of Xìnxīn)
•Daylight
•Open Spaces
•Sweet Scents

Dislikes
•Humans
•Sour Scents
•Being cornered
•Nighttime
•Foul Language
•Being Approached
•Screams

[Tazaria]

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[grifforik]

Is an extension possible?

[maritime.]

I would like a extension as well if it is possible. ^.^'

[koegami]

i wouldn't like an extension -- i know we had tons of time.

[grifforik]

Just a day extension would work for me XD

[Strudel]

I'll grant the extension. Will two days be enough for y'all?
In truth I work the next seven days straight, so extending it just a little closer to my next day off means I'll have time to judge it technically closer to the end date XD