[gp5]

Username: MagicRatDog ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒
Name: Jayy ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒



▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Personality: Buoyant-Comical-Clever-Sassy
Buoyant~ Jayy has an upbeat attitude. She is always happy and yearning to make others feel the same way. She can't help but feel this way because of her view on life. 'Live everyday as if it was your last.'
Comical~ Due to her youtube career, she loves to crack jokes. Jayy is always a fun person to be around, because she never holds back her craziness. She always is able to hold the best, wildest parties.
Clever~ Despite her knack for being a clown; she is surprisingly an A student. Jayy promises her self to study hard, and always to keep her knowledge up and thriving. After all, she had promised her subscribers to be semi-smart. For them, atleast.
Sassy~ She grew the tongue to be a sass machine by other's dissing her. She is defiantly not someone you want to get a verbal fight into. She will rid your mouth of words before you can even think of them.
(162 words.)

▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒

History:
Jayy grew up, having a normal and peaceful life. She was greatly inspired by other, big, youtubers to start her career.
Pewdiepie, Jacksepticeye, Markiplier, and Goodmythicalmorning. She admired their spunky, creative, videos, and
pretty soon she started to make her own. She was at first doubtful of what she made, but other's seemed to like
them. On her 25th video, she got the guts enough to start sharing her voice. She learned a while later that she
had the knack to amuse others, and made a vine account as well.
(90 words.)

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx




(Jayy wearing Jasons hockey mask.)

Well.. What does she do for a living?:
Jayy is a viner, along with a youtuber. Her account name's are Lever;
sometimes that's her nickname in real life. She currently has 20,085 subscribers.
On her youtube, she makes covers of her singing with her guitar. She also
plays Garrys mod, Prop hunt, COD Black Ops III, GTA, and Horror games.
(52 words.)

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHer unusual activity:
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxJayy acutally loves to play ice hockey. Her main position is
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxin the center, but sometimes she likes to play the goaltender.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxJayy had to say goodbye to her old team,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx due to her family moving towns, and the area being too far.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAs an goodbye gift, her team gave her the black and white scarf.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt ended up around her neck almost everyday after that. She claims
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthat it reminds her of her teams old ice rink.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx(78 words.)

How she got the tail spike and bracelet:
One of her fans sent her the items in the mail. It was connected to a note,
and once she unraveled it, she immediately wore them:
'Dear Lever, aka, Jayy;
I have recently caught Brain cancer from an unwanted tumor,
and the doctors claim I only have a few more months to live.
I was wanting to give you these items, after all, you have made
me laugh through the darkest of times, and made me feel like
I actually had something to look forward to. I was originally
going to give them to my daughter, because they have been
mine ever since I was your age. Though, she felt like they
were too goth and dark. So, I am turning them to you. I
feel like they would look great on you, after all, you are
a beautiful woman. The cross is there to light your way
through the dark, as I had perched it on my window
when I first arrived at the hospital. The spikes just
represent a clean swag that claims, dont mess with me.
I love your videos, and please, keep continuing them.
Your much more loved than you think.
-From your dear fan, and subscriber,
Tony
(202 words.)

Likes and Dislikes:
✓Guitar, after all, she plays it.
✘ Really loud wind
✓ Twenty one pilots and green day
✘ The Calgary Flames
✘ All dairy products except ice-cream
✘ Allergies!
✓ Being scared for some reason.
(29 words.)

Her story:

The crowds cheers fueled her vulpine smile as she skated onto the ice rink, her team following shortly behind. The white and orange jersey she wore shone brightly as the game was about to start. It was her team, The Longshot Pests, against The Pinewood Terrors. She had heard of this name before. They definitely weren't an easy team, unlike the others they had competed against. Jayy, sighing softly, hit her teammate softly on the shoulder, as in good luck, before gliding to the middle. A large, strong looking, viscet stood in the middle, his head inclined to the icy floor as he waited for the game to start. Jayy slid up to him, nodding at the stranger, although it was probably a weak effort. Concentrating on the puck between them, she waited patiently until the loud buzz announced that the game had started. Wasting no time, she quickly hit it away from the other centers reach, passing it to her nearest teammate.
~
The game ran smoothly, but it was easily the toughest one she had competed in. It was 3 to 4, the other team having one more than them. She had scored one of those goals, and there was only 10 minutes left. Gritting her teeth, she watched as an enemy Left wing shot the puck towards the goal.. almost Scoring. The cheers on her teams side died down to almost nothing, but the opposite side of the arena sounded like an overexcited kid on Christmas. Hissing under her breath, a new round started. She would pick up her game. She would make sure her team won. Instead of passing the puck this time, she kept it to herself. Jayy knew this could be a grave mistake if she lost it. Skimming, and sliding, she worked up a sweat as she dodged the competitions attempts to steal the puck. The goal was ahead! She could see it! Keeping her eyes focused on the goal, she quickly boosted herself. Soon enough, she planted a score. At the end of the game, both the teams had tied, talk about a good night!
(352 words)

Another Story:

'She may contain the urge to run away but hold
Her down with soggy clothes and breeze blocks~"(Skip to 1:03 for the actual singing. I'm on mobile and can't fix it sorry.)
She sang the song beautifully, the camera perched above her face and her eyes staring into it. Jayy continued to sing, her paws softly strumming the strings of the guitar and her ears positioned in a comfortable state. Music was an important role in her life. It wasn't just the music itself, but the words meanings and melodies. She had received the head phones from her mom on her 13th birthday. And they were everything to her. Finishing up the song, she smiled and waved at the camera before turning it off. She had gotten many comments on how hauntingly beautiful her voice was, and for her 10,000 subscribers she went to the homeless shelter and sang. Oh she remembered that moment. She didn't really like her voice, even though others have told her it was good. Sighing, she flicked her tail before getting up and putting the guitar away.

(1111 words in total.)

[jolteon]

res

[canis-corax]

mark! May enter, but not sure...

[Synerie]

res, just in case I do try out c:

[PikaPerfect]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality:
History:
Art (optional):

You know the drill XD (This bab is adorable ;.

[rem sleep]

mark u v u

[r.ddler]

Kaarin

Kaarin Wolfe; she goes by Kaar or Wolf most of the time.

Female; DFAB

Personality;;

- Kaar was raised by sarcastic, and loving parents. Both being practical, and judging.
- Loving, kind and gentle. Kaar is taught to be accepting and agrees with accepting all people of any sorts as long as they treat her within reason and depending on circumstance.
- When a job needs to be done Kaar will tuck her head to her chest and work. She will continue doing what needs to be done until it’s finished and once she’s started she won’t stop, and if she does she generally doesn’t maintain the drive to continue.
- Kaar is in the drawing and sketching business. She doesn’t price her work, as she feels it’s a sentiment and should be given freely to those it was created for or was inspired by. She as a general rule refuses to draw or sketch for those she doesn’t know very well. This made her rather difficult to work with when she wanted to get into the conceptual artist’s career line.
- As a very intelligent and smart creature, Kaar has learned to adapt and change to what is needed of her. She’ll draw what you need, she’s known to lay it on thick when she needs something from someone, and she can learn quickly.
- Kaarin is equipped for change, she’s constantly analyzing herself and asking,” Do I like me?”, she works on how she sees herself as a full time job and enjoys what she can make of herself. Better posture here, going out on a limb with a swimming suit there. She can easily change for a job, to better counteract a friend, and maybe send some good vibes to someone.
- Kaarin has many standards she won’t cross or change. Her beliefs in equality and her omnistic views stand true no matter what. Her stubborn attitude and her unphasing barriers make it difficult for people to try and manipulate her a second time. Kaar believes that she can always improve. She knows her life isn’t going to be easy, and that happiness can come no matter what, she just has to find it or make it for herself.
- Our beloved Kaar has always looked for a life-long companion. Forever searching for romance or a good friend. But she’s knowledgeable of the chances of her circumstances. Finding love isn’t impossible, and not very hard. But her high standards and her need for a lasting relationship make a lot of rejections and it breaks a lot of hearts.

Kaarin was an unexpected project. She wasn't an accident per say, but her parents weren't expecting her so soon. She was born on July 3rd, next to her now favorite holiday. The American Independence Day; she was frequently caught on camera doing goofy things, sitting in her mother's pantry with wooden spoons and pots and pans as she attempted a drum solo at three AM. She was a goofy bubbling child, serious when she need be, but otherwise she’s was aloof and cheerful. As she grew and matured, family passing and going, friendships starting and ending. She began to realize that life wasn’t just roses. She had a hard time accepting that she couldn’t make life easier on her unless she started letting things go. There was a lot of crying, and learning of herself before she realized all she had to do was accept life and make her own happiness. She knew what she wanted, life didn’t. So she began to smile, straighten her posture, and made time for her friends and family. She grew to think of her sketching skills as a gift, and not an annoying curse. Kaar went from wallflower to life of the party within about two years. She became proud of herself and much more sure.

wip (optional)[/size]

[Parasitic Rat]

_______________________________________________________________________________


_______________________________________________________________________________

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬






♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

Username
.:Static:.

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

Name
Never Ending Melody
(Melody)

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

Gender
Female

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬






♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

Personality
Shy - Quiet - Collected - Sweet
Shy
Anti-social, really disliking talking to people if she doesn't know them real well. She doesn't like to talk, and whenever she eats, she likes to eat alone and not say anything to anyone while listening to music.
Quiet
She is distance, and likes to listen to music without being bothered. Being quiet, she doesn't make a lot of friends, especially because she's shy, as well.
Collected
She's calm and is not aggressive, but she is lovable, kind, shy, quiet, and has no mental or health issues. Whenever she does get mad or sad, she runs off to listen to her music.
Sweet
She doesn't like to be mean, loud, aggressive, rude, or being a bully. If anyone bullies someone she doesn't know, she'll throw off her headphones and stand up for them.

141 Words

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

History
Melody sighed, listening to her music while laying down on a bench-like swing. She laid her head down and stared at nothing. She caught a view of someone getting pushed around and bullied, and hear ears perked. Throwing off her headphones and pushing them onto her neck, she stormed over.
"What are you going to do?" The bullies laughed. Without hesitation, word, or breath, Melody punched them to the ground with a threatening growl. Scared, the bullies ran off, and the one being bullied nodded with a 'thanks', before returning to what they were doing.

Melody returned to listening to her music, and singing quietly to herself. That was a few years ago, this is now. Melody makes her own music now, having her own notebook with lyrics and songs. She practices and sings those lyrics and after her songs got finished, she would record herself singing. She also can beat box and rap, able to record herself beat boxing, then record herself rapping. After that, she would put the two recordings together and see if they sound good, and make updates to them.

Her career involves making music, sometimes doing covers, and just singing. What inspired her was the music she used to listen to, and still listens to. She wears her scarf, headphones, wristband, and the band around her tail to show her taste in music. She loves rock, dubstep, and a lot of others. Her favorite bands are Skillet, Three Days Grace, Manafest, and a lot more.

250 Words

♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

Art


♪ ♫ ♩ ♬






♪ ♫ ♩ ♬

_______________________________________________________________________________



_______________________________________________________________________________

[milo.]

dropping

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

"Yeah, name's Jimmy. I'm a guy, if ya haven't figured out that already. Have always been, by the way. Also - I'm gay. Doesn't have to be of interest for ya, but I'm just sayin'. Ya know, in case ya some lonely male Viscet wanting to meet someone... But, yeah, well... I guess ya now expectin' me to tell ya somethin' 'bout me? 'kay. Here we go..."

PICTURE ABOVE DRAWN BY MAKEMESMILE

▸maniac◂
▸noisy◂
▸loud◂
▸rebel◂
▸daredevil◂
▸weird◂
▸joke-ish◂
▸gay◂
▸romantic◂
▸daydreamer◂
▸open-minded◂
▸not-so-serious◂
▸childish◂
▸carefree◂
▸loyal◂
▸imaginist◂

∿ Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown
∿ Green Day - 99 Revolutions
∿ Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia
∿ Green Day - Good Riddance
∿ Green Day - Carpe Diem
∿ Imagine Dragons - Radioactive
∿ Imagine Dragons - Demons
∿ Black Sabbath - Paranoid
∿ Black Sabbath - War Pigs
∿ Queen - Another One Bites The Dust
∿ Queen - The Show Must Go On
∿ Fall Out Boy - I Don't Care
∿ Panic! At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies
∿ Coldplay - Paradise
∿ Billy Joel - You May Be Right
∿ Kiss - I Was Made For Loving You

PICTURE ABOVE DRAWN BY MAKEMESMILE. // "AUTOGRAPH" DONE BY ME.

"If ya exprectin' some interestin' story now - I must disappoint ya. Nah, my father didn't left me when I was young and I didn't grow up as an orphan either. Actually - I had quite the normal childhood. Too normal for my taste. I grew up in a cheesy suburb area with nice houses, nice neighbours, nice shopping malls, nice parks - ya name it. Hey, one could say I lived the American dream, but I'd never dreamed it would be that borin'. So when I grew older, I wanted a change. Ya know? I just wanted something interestin' in my life, something colorful and weird - like myself. I was sick of the neatly trimmed hedges and the forced smiles and the tea parties every afternoon.
I've always liked music, ya know. Not that boring stuff that my parents where fond of, nah. Different music - especially Punk Rock. Music that changed the world - in my opinion anyway. Even when I was a young Viscling, I was listenin' to all kinds of Rock on the radio and my pocket money I spent for CDs and headphones and posters and scarfs and buttons and my accessoires and ev'rythin' I could find. Collectin' that stuff was actually the only hobby I had, ya know? I mean, I liked doin' graffiti even back then but my parents didn't support me with that - or with makin' my own music, so I had to stick to collectin' stuff, yeah. At least I had some friends who shared my views of life. We formed that typical garage band ya always hear of everywhere - and as ya might think now, yeah, we never got really famous. And so I was not satisfied.
So as soon as I got old enough I packed my stuff, said a good-bye and went straight to the cities. I wanted to become big like my idols and no one's gonna stop me - so I thought anyway. I took a job just for the sake of makin' money, while tryin' to get my music better known. Didn't work out, though, also I started to miss my friends, too. Cheap apartment, no friends and more livin' like a stray Viscet was I, when I met someone very special.
I was playin' guitar near a subway station when he headed at me. »How's it goin'?« he said, as if we were old friends. He looked somehow familiar to me, but I couldn't quite recall why. It's like when ya've crossed someone on the streets once, ya know? Remembering the face but that's it. Later I discover that I must have seen him on TV sometime. His name's Ollie, by the way, great fella. We went out for some milkshakes and he told me that he was new in music business and all that. Makin' music and money out of that, practically livin' my dream. And then he offered to coach me, believe it or not. So, here we are now, yeah? Me still broke, it's not easy makin' money with a guitar in both paws, but it's worth it. I've met so many awesome people and Viscets already. My parents probably don't be very proud of me, but at least I am. And I ain't givin' that up for anyone." ~551 WORDS

PICTURE ABOVE DRAWN BY RAZORS

✓ Milkshakes
✓ Sunsets & Sunrises
✓ Starry Nights
✓ Empty streets / empty buildings
✓ Hot Chocolate
✓ Strawberry Icecream
✓ Waffles & Pancakes
✓ Playing Guitar
✓ Reading / old book stores
✓ Music / Singing
✓ Adding Smileys to everything
✓ Cats
✓ warm Apple Pie
✓ Graffiti
✓ Cotton Candy
✓ Sushi

✗ Rules
✗ Peppermints
✗ Apple Juice
✗ Black Coffee
✗ Dullness
✗ Boredom
✗ Winter / Snow
✗ Routines / Everything being orderly
✗ Silence
✗ Snakes & Spiders
✗ Rhubarb
✗ Country Songs
✗ Mondays
✗ Not having answers to questions
✗ Feeling like nowhere is really home
✗ Someone touching him from behind

PICTURE ABOVE DRAWN BY RAZORS