[redhorizon]

name; Alucard (Al-oo-card)
gender; Male
what pendant do they have on their necklace/chain? A wolf head much like one of these:


Probably the bottom one :3
why that one/what significance does it hold? The top one: Bravery, sticking up for yourself, which is ironic because he is very shy and keeps to himself. It stands for courage. I think this one is my least favorite for Alu (Nickname).
The second one (My favorite for Alu): Given to him by his sister, Shantih (Peace in another language) it stands for love, peace, hope that someday soon things will be better. His sister died of cancer, but before she left, she told him to always keep it with him for it will bring him luck and hope even in the darkest of times and since then he has never taken it off.

Poured my heart and soul into this one, hope I get him :3 Good luck guys!

[Levi]

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♬ → What do they have on their pendant?:: A treble clef
♬ → Viscet's Name :: Forte
♬ → Viscet's Nicknames:: N/A
♬ → Gender Identity:: Born male, but identifies as genderfluid
♬ → Viscet's Sexuality:: Pansexual
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♬ What significance does the pendant hold ♬

Forte's pendant is actually just a treble clef. It was a gift from a couple of singing humans who inspired him to start singing. The pendant, to him, is a symbol of security and happiness. It's something that reminds him every day that he can do whatever he sets himself to, even if others don't approve at first. Forte grew up as a pack viscet, so he was held away from many forms of music and the way that the humans played music. He was only exposed to it later on in life, and he was immediatly drawn to the way music seemed to have a calming and happy effect on people. Since Forte was always very reserved and quiet, when he finally found his own way to express himself, it was like nothing else before. He wears the pendant so he never forgets what brought him to his calm state, but also to encourage himself to try new things and not be held back by something that usually might stop him. (172/300 words)

♬ Personality ♬

Shy - Quiet - Loyal - Humble
Forte, as a viscling, didn't think much of himself. He would devote his time and effort into everybody without ever expecting anything at all to come in return. He would always bring down people's expectations since he wasn't able to bring up his own expectations. However, as Forte grew older and discovered more about himself, he began to value himself more and stand a bit prouder. As a young adult viscet, Forte is still extremely shy and quiet but he's confident around friends and family members. Sometimes, he even gets to the point of being arrogant or rude.

♬ Playlist ♬

On Top of the World - Imagine Dragons Paradise - Coldplay The Miracle - U2

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Forte's Journal


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- out of tune singing - humming
- being in large crowds - taking walks
- being shouted at - watching the humans make music
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[ChristainAnimalLover]

Wow, what a cutie! Lovely lines Mint <3
Marking to see who wins this bae ^^

[elliott.]

ＥＸＴＲＡ！

malfenne's unhealthy addiction to his plushie
Prince Malfenne has an inhealthy addiction to his bee plushie,
Niaria. (Ni-ee-ree-uh) He was given the sweet bee when he
was two years old. He always went everywhere with his lil bee,
named after his dear deceased aunt. Mal would always kick
and scream when his bee was taken away, causing a lot of
anger to come to the servants that took care of him. Soon,
Mal went through life with Niaria,keeping her tucked under
his little arm the whole time. Malfenne held onto that plushie
until he lost it at age seven. Malfenne cried every night and
couldn't sleep until he found it in the gardens a week later.
When Malfenne ran from the castle two years after, he made
sure to pack Niaria, and still has her to this day, tucked neatly
ontop of his pillows.
Malfenne's Personality:
Malfenne is a loner. Never in his life has he drawn close
to anyone but his dear parents. Nobody had ever broken
the invisible walls into his heart, to become his friend or
anything. It was always just him, playing alone in his grand
room with his plushie. When Malfenne was with his parents,
he was always quiet, polite and filled with manners. But
when someone approached him, and not he approaching
them, he would become hostile and snap at them. Many
say it's because of him being a prince, but really, they
were wrong.

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ＢＡＳＩＣＳ， ＢＡＳＩＣＳ， ＢＡＳＩＣＳ， ＢＡＳＩＣＳ，
name; Malfenne (mal-feh-enn)
nicknames; Mal
gender; male
age; 12 human years

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+ Accessories
+ Grapefruit
+ Blue
+ Old Music
+ Cute things
+ Classic, old things
+ Coffee (obsessed)

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- Blood
- Being told what to do
- A lot of Attention
- Oranges
- Green
- Sunglasses
- Snails

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Malfenne is a prince. Well, a king by now,
as his parents are dead. Actually, Mal is a
runaway prince. Prince Malfenne was born
into a long dynasty of royalty. His parents,
Queen Eliza and King Devon, had been
expecting a little princess at first, which is
the reason for his slightly feminine name.
None the less, the royal and popular paring
adored and spoiled their little son, not
allowing him to be alone unless he was
roaming the castle during the day, when
servants and people were around. Mal
had one sister Tatiana, but she was killed
by a car (which the reason the King and
Queen became so protective) before he
was born, so he doesn't know much about
her except she was really rebellious and
sneaky. Malfenne grew up to be spoiled,
which he didn't like at all, like the stories.
Prince Mal met a servant one day who told
him to run and that the servant would take
care of the problem by saying he was killed,
to by a car. After a bit of bickering, the two
settled it. The young prince would runaway and
be proclaimed dead. So, four nights after the bickering,
Mal left the palace, in a black cloak and a pendant.
A baby blue pendant, with a fancy 'D + E' carve into it.
So he could always remember his beautiful parents.
Mal traveled for two years, keeping his cloak hiding his head.
No way would he let anyone know he was the prince
that was supposedly dead. He then stopped at a cute,
old-fashioned village called Riverwalk, deciding to stay
for a few days. Well, a few days turned into a year,
and Riverwalk is where the sneaky little runaway king
Is hiding, hoping no one will find him.

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What Does His Pendant Look Like?:

Malfenne's pendant is shaped like
a dog tag. It's round, with slightly sharper edges
and hangs from a small ball chain that goes
around his neck. It's a soft
baby blue/light
purple and has, in calligraphy, "D+E" carved
into it neatly. The sides are a bit scraped and
chiseled, but, other than that, the pendant is
in great shape.

What Significance Does It Hold?:

In Mal's family, it's a tradition to carve
yours and your husband/wife's initials into a dog tag
and treasure it. When it either is broken or lost, it
shows the relationship was bad and that it's not too
healthy to have. Malfenne's stole the pendant to remember
his parents and to make sure he remembered his parents
forever. Not remembering that it would break his dear
parents relationship. He holds it close, to him, never
taking it off, except when he takes a bath. So it doesn't
rust.

May add more, but not a WIP

[Corvuss]

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Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ♂

Wʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜᴀɪɴ?

A question mark is hand carved into the tag. Its a bit sloppy as it was engraved by a young child. The tag is a soft blue with lighter blue stripes. An edge of the tag is slightly burned and melted.

Wʜᴀᴛ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅ?

Milo has always liked how question marks look, but it ended up being a kind of symbol for him. He is very distant from others, in constant fear of accidentally causing a problem. He looks very suspicious and mysterious to those who don't know him. His fear of accidentally harming others comes from far back in his past. When Milo was young he had discovered an equally young human out in the woods he lived in. He watched this human for a couple of days out of curiosity, and noticed it usually seemed sad or confused. One day he saw the human leave something new outside the tent he lived in, a backpack. This was extremely interesting to Milo. The moment the human turned his back to the campsite Milo ran out of hiding to examine the backpack. Inside he found many survival tools, along with a shiny object which instantly snatched his attention. He pulled a long chain from the back that made a little sound when he would move it. He concluded it was a toy, so he began to run around with it in his mouth so it would make the little noise he liked so much. When he heard footsteps approaching he froze in his tracks and stood up on two legs to see what it was. He saw a small human standing up as he was, stretching up on its toes to peer over some foliage to see him. Milo shrunk down, to approach the young human. He didn't want to appear intimidating and scare the human, but this human did not seem to fear him at all. Milo was surprised when the human ran forward to greet and pet him. From then on Milo and the human grew up together in the forest.

Tʜᴇ Lᴀsᴛ ᴛɪмᴇ

Milo closed his eyes feeling the sun warm his fur, it was especially hot today. He waited as he always did when they played this game. The human would hide somewhere in the field of tall yellow grass, and after a while Milo would have to find him This time the human took longer than usual, and Milo felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, until he dozed off. Eventually he was awoken by a smell he had never smelled before. It stung his nose and eyes and he quickly jumped to his paws realizing he had fallen asleep in the middle of his human's game. His nose to the ground he looked for his human. He picked up a scent and began to follow it. He didn't know what the bitter scent was he also smelled, but it got stronger as he neared the location of his human. He began to hear a crackling sound, and smoke rolled over him. Lungs burning he spun around to see the wall of flames approaching. He had never experienced this before, but he knew it wasn't good. In a panic he searched until he found his human a bit further from the fire, looking as frightened as he was. The human climbed onto Milo's back, and he took off to the only safe place they had both known all their lives, the forest. Milo crawled into the cave that they had made their home and let the human slide off his back. Milo could hear the flames getting closer, until they swallowed the entrance of the cave. The scalding embers lept toward them from outside the cave, but they couldn't reach Although the heat, and smoke could. Milo's eyes burned and he felt his lungs screaming for air. He crouched low to the floor next to his human who was in a coughing fit at this point. Milo had lost all hope until he heard a loud crash from outside to which he jumped to his feet. For a moment there was a gap in the blaze as a tree fell in the door of the cave. Milo sprung onto its surface. The hot embers that coated it scorched his paws but he felt as if he had no choice. As he turned around, expecting to see his human following. He saw nothing but his terrified face near the back of the cave. Then the tree burst into flames.

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This picture is of younger Milo as the tree burst into flames and he realized what he had done.

Fᴀмɪʟʏ

Six is Milo's younger brother, and the only one he feels like he could have a connection to. His family was extremely disconnected. He had left their parents before Six. Milo had lost his human prior to when Six had lost his dog friend, Lunch. He knew this because after the death of his human he began to wander and eventually came upon a place far from any other viscents, but he found his brother here. The first thing he noticed was how alone, and antisocial he was. He felt this was a kind of connection between them, as Milo avoided almost all interaction with others now. But for some reason Milo always felt as if he needed to try to speak to Six, to not be completely alone anymore. He always pushed this thought away though, because he didn't want him to cause any harm to come to Six as he had done to his human by mistake. So Milo just hung around where Six lived, silently hoping some day he will be able to will himself to talk to him.

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Credits

Six is owned by Razors

The story about Milo's family is based on Six's story here.

[Sheer]

Marking for sure. ;////;<3

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Watching <3/ or not.
I've seen the cover from somewhere


Res with Female, Zoe - comes from word Searching in Dutch . it will be a Rectangular Locket with a blurry picture of his parents

name; Zoe
gender; Cisfemale - she/her or They/Them pronouns
what pendant do they have on their necklace/chain?: It is a rectangular Locket that holds a Blurry picture of her Parents
why that one/what significance does it hold?: Her home was raided as a child, therefore leaving poor Zoe here alone and confused with no parents and her precious locket. Her life goal is to finally see and hold her parents in a warm embrace. She wants nothing more than that-- every shooting star, every birthday, every 11:11, and more to wish to see her parents again

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xNᴀᴍᴇ: Adairx
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xGᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Malex
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Wʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜᴀɪɴ?: A pink camouflage dogtag

Sᴛᴏʀʏ:
Adair felt a tremor run down his spine as the noise started up again. It was a high keening, a strange wail that he had never heard before. The sound had been piercing his eardrums for the past few hours, occasionally having pauses or breaks for a period of time before inevitably starting up again. That wretched sound sent the nearby squirrels running, their tails flicking with a nervous anxiety.

Though Adair would often eat the squirrels, he still felt a slight pity to see them afraid in their own homes, especially from such an awful, unnatural sound. So, he started walking towards the sound. It was less because he wanted to (though he was curious), and more because he felt an obligation, as he was probably the largest animal in the forest.

He followed the sound, wincing slightly as the shrieking got louder the closer he got to the source. He forced his legs to keep moving though, and he reached the edge of a clearing before long. He flicked his tail, lightly catching a bush to his right and sending it into a frenzy of shaking leaves. Immediately, the sound stopped, returning the forest to a complete silence.

He stayed very still, suddenly feeling a sharp tension in the air around him. It was a waiting silence, and he could almost feel the anticipation from whatever creature lay in the clearing. He had just started to back up, to wait and come from a different direction, when and where it would likely be safer, when the bush to his right suddenly exploded in a shower of leaves and dirt and sound.

Stumbling, he backed up immediately, but not nearly fast enough. A creature carreened straight into him, almost knocking him entirely off balance. He caught himself, his heart racing as he caught a strange scent and glanced down to see just what was attacking him. What he saw was far from what he expected...

A very small, almost hairless child was clinging to his back leg, making small huffing sounds. It was a female by the scent, but he could tell very little beyond that. Cautiously, he inched his face towards her, trying to see her better. Immediately, she turned to look at him, her large eyes filled with liquid that was racing down her cheeks at a startling rate.

He wasn't much for strong emotions, but even he couldn't hold back from the twinge of sympathy for the young girl. She seemed very scared and upset somehow, and despite himself, he wanted to help her. Carefully, he tried to pry his leg out of her hands, grasping some loose material on her back, but she began the ear-piercing wail again, and failed her arm and catching the side of his head. He backed up instinctively, shaking his head. It hadn't really hurt, but it had been enough to shock him.

She seemed to feel bad then, since she started crying more and looking at him. "Hurt?" He thought he heard her say. He blinked, confused, as she pulled off a strip of material off her arm, tying it on his brow. "All better." She said then, sounding much happier. He didn't understand the meaning, but he accepted it anyway, grasping the material on her back again and carefully placing her on his back.

Then, he started walking towards the nearest human town, hoping that the other creatures would know what she needed better than he did, and be able to make her feel better.
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Wʜᴀᴛ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅ?: Just as Adair had arrived at the human town, and had placed the girl down, she had turned and pulled the pendant off from around her neck. It seemed important to her, but she lifted it up and put it on his nose anyway. Then she grinned and raced off.

Why had he kept it though? Well, that was hard to say. He loved the little pendant, and he remembered fondly helping the young girl, so he wears the pendant. It was a gift, not from a friend, but from a stranger, and to him that means all the more.
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Aʀᴛ:


By EmberDemon

[RedFur1322]

name; Harley

gender; Male

what pendant do they have on their necklace/chain?;
Harley doesn't have a lot of things on that chain of his, but attached to that silver chain is a stunning silver sun pendant. It is littered with sparkling jewels along its rays, while the center holds the crown jewel of the pendant, a true white diamond, carved to perfection. Each ray of the sun has a sharp edge meant to keep that fearsome look while still remaining beautiful, and you can often find him rubbing his fingers across it's center.

why that one/what significance does it hold?;
As a rough and tumble Viscet who doesn't play by the rules, it is shocking to see him with such a gentle pendant. His original plan was to simply cover it in dog tags, however his mind was abruptly changed when he met a certain girl.
Yes, poor Harley was smitten by a traveling Viscet one night. He followed her throughout the night, until she finally stopped. Tough guy Harely turned into a shy, stuttering mess before he even asked her name. But he managed to win her over, for the moment at least. He talked to her all night, only to be heartbroken when she had to leave. However, as a promise of her return, she gave him a sun pendant, a reminder of their love and how they talked until sunrise.

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[VAALRAVN]

"тнey ѕay вeιng ιn тнe arмy and lιvιng ιѕ an нonoυr...

ι don'т. ιт'ѕ мore oғ a cυrѕe. wнaт ι've ѕeen... all тнe вlood and ғιgнтιng...

тнe only тнιng yoυ нave тo reмeмвer ιѕ тнe dog тag...

what is your name; "zeke, nice to meet you."
your gender; "male"
what is on your dog tag; "when i was in the army, i had a german shepherd named riley.
what significance does the dog tag hold; "the army was a tough place to live, filled with tough people. the rules were strict. you stepped out of line you'd get the whip. there was a k-9 unit that i was apart of. at the very start, they gave you a pup to name. you had to get it use to you before it went off to training. at first, i had though the pup was a male, naming it riley, though when she came back from training, i had found that she was a female. all my comrades had thought me an idiotic, though i said i had named her that because i though she was unique. i never fooled them i guess since they continued to snicker about it behind me back... idiots...
me and riley went through hours of training. i had over seven hundred hours of training with her. we were the best in the unit. and that was a fact.
we had once gone training, a simply recon mission. riley had been scouting ahead after i'd attached the camera to her. she was a smart dog, i'd give her that. she responded to clicks into the headset i made, then knowing if she should attack, bark or stay hidden. one hour later, she came back to our came, muzzle covered in the enemies blood. i ended up cleaning her off. the boys said that i was too attached to her. back then, i wouldn't have admitted to that, now... i do. i loved that damn dog.
when we returned from the mission, i got some bad news.
zeke,
we thank you for your years of service, you have served your country well.
i'm sorry to say that we no longer need you on the force. please turn in your belongings by the end of the day.
- head administration.
i had been surprised, as had the boys. i was the best... well, i had then looked to another male in the cabin, seeing my 'rival', from my knowledge, his name was áki. a stubborn male that hated taking orders form me. he must have filed something, because the smirk that had been on his face... i wanted to walk right over and punch him square in the jaw. spewing... i should have.
later that evening, i walked riley out to the truck opposite the one that was taking me home... back to the normal world. she looked at the dog cage on the back, whining as her ears folded back.
she seemed to know what was happening, her eyes showed sadness. dogs couldn't cry, and i didn't cry either. i had picked her up, putting her in the cave and taking her tag off, placing it in the pocket of my vest. closing the door, i gave her one finial pat, scratching her behind the ears before walking away, hands in my pocket and tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

... yoυr dog ιѕ lιĸe yoυr eqυιpмenт. no dιғғerenт ғroм yoυr gυn or yoυr вadge...
... and wнen yoυ leave, yoυ leave everyтнιng вeнιnd."