[cyberdragon725]

Ok, ok yes I am cutting it a bit close but here's a quick custom lined pps for you guys. XD Happy fourth of july everyone! And this is also a little bit of an apology for being so inactive recently. I assure you guys, I'm doing the best I can but I'm also working as a camp counselor so a lot of my free time has gone to that. I should have everyone's batches done by the end of this month for sure. Thank you all for so much patience with me!

Name; July
Gender; Female
Date owned on; July 09, 2018
Owner; January.

This comp is going to be a pseudo FCFS. To win them, you must have a firework gif and 500 words to explain what they think of freedom. Explain it however you'd like as long as it stays under the word limit.

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
Gif of Fireworks:
What is freedom to them?: (500 words max)

Prettying up is allowed but no extras. Will end either on the first post of page 3 or on the 8th of july. Whichever comes first. Good luck!

[G1 Sunstreaker]

YOOOOOO

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Gif of Fireworks: click
What is freedom to them?: (500 words max)

[Saberblush]

Username: LEEaboo
Name: Ao Starr
Gender: Male

Gif of Fireworks:



What is freedom to them?:
Freedom well... its a gift but to almost all its just a normal right given to them in life, but for Ao it was so much more. Ao was raised in a very sheltered life his mother feared the outside world. All through his childhood he was kept indoors and told by his mother that the world outside was too dangerous for her little baby, but this didn't keep him from being curious. He wanted more than anything to go out and explore the world or at least see it one time these walls around him were the same everyday all day nothing interesting at all. As he grew up he became more and more eager to seek the world outside and he would soon have his chance. One night as his mother slept he took the great leap to sneak a peak through the door he'd never opened. Silently he crept over the dark wood floors to the pad locked door he learned the art of lock picking with so much time on his hands he had nothing better to do. he opened the door as his eyes filled with wonder and wisdom this experience was too much for him to take in all at once. His heart pounded violently he was nervous and scared with excitement he had never felt like this before. In fear of his mother being upset though he went back in and shut the door, that night he had dreams of the world of wonder that he just encountered. And from then on he had a new appreciation for freedom a new longing for it and a dream and goal to be there once he grew up. (500 words max)

[Gadgetrocks]

Username: Gadgetrocks
Name: Hope
Gender: Male
Gif of Fireworks: Above ^
What is freedom to them?:

There is no celebration on the forth of July in Odriarene, and for a while, no freedom to celebrate...


The story of Hope


Hope was born into a bad time, a time of war and darkness, tyranny worse than Queen Midas herself. Adult viscets had to work everyday, most living in caves rather than proper homes. Hope was his parents spark of light in the dark. They were delighted when he grew to be the optimistic young viscet he was, his compassion for even the lowliest of creatures. Hope was named, his parents hoping he would have a bright future, unclouded by war and hate. Freedom means many things to Hope, but mostly his parents, the ones who guided him to where he stands today. Hope grew fast, suddenly stopping where he was at about the age of ten, his parents still happy for their newly PPS son. Hope remembers the day he truly descovered what freedom ment to him. It was a regular day, his parents returning to the cave after the hard days of work. A knock came. His parents opened the door, and he saw their spines stiffen with fear. In the world at this time, being PPS was a curse, the tyrant guards who patrolled often taking away young PPS viscets, no one seeing them ever again, and Hope was obviously a PPS. His mother walked back to him, worry distroying her normally beautiful face.
"Hope, when the guard gets in here I need you to run. Straight out the door, right past the guard, you don't need to worry about us, we'll be just fine, but I need to know you'll be fine too." She kissed him on the head, slipping a leather bag around him neck. The door was kicked down, the guards slashing with a sword and catching his father in the leg. Hope ran, he zoomed past the other poor viscets like himself, past the guards, and into the lone wilderness. Hope knew that freedom was his parents, and he was going to get them back.

[350/500]

[Samsherwoodc]

Username: Samsherwoodc
Name: Samarth
Gender: transgender male (biological female)
Gif of Fireworks:
What is freedom to them?: Samarth

[Abraxis]

Username: Abraxis
Name: Minx
Gender: Female
Gif of Fireworks: (wip)
What is freedom to them?: (500 words max) (wip)

[Bambl00]

I like sparkle sparkle

Mark

[the folly of man]

Username:
edgy cat of DOOM
Name:
Wrenade
Gender:
Female
Gif of Fireworks:

What is freedom to them?:

[500/500]

You don't appreciate something enough until you're deprived of it.

Wrenade was born into a royal family; the Jungle Kingdom.
There was a war going on at that time, between the Jungle and
Ocean kingdoms.

She had an older sister, Princess Kadupul, who her father
obviously favored. He spent so much time protecting, and
caring for his 'precious flower', that Wrenade was left vulnerable.

Someone from the ocean kingdom broke into the jungle castle.
Wrenade's father was too busy defending Kadupul to prevent
her from being captured,

She found herself inside a prison cell, her paws in shackles,
chained to the floor. It was a fairly small prison, with an even
smaller cell. The walls appeared to be made of sandstone,
and there's a staircase leading up somewhere. At the bottom
of the staircase, there's an adult viscet standing guard.

"I demand you release me!" she screamed. "I have authority
in the Jungle Kingdom!"
His reaction was none but laughter. "You poor, innocent child."
he walked over to the cell, "That's the reason you're in here."
She tilted her head. "If we have a princess as our prisoner,
we have an advantage over the other kingdom."
"Isn't that kind of cruel, though?" she asked pleadingly.
"This is a war, child. All of it is cruel." he answered, his tone showing
some sort of sadness.

He quickly shook his head. "There's no friendly way to do war."
The small viscling flattened her ears and lowered her head.
"It sounds like you talk from experience." she pointed out.
The viscet nodded.

"You have to wait here, until someone tries to rescue you." he
paused, thinking for a moment. "Not like anyone would. The king
probably won't even notice you're gone."
He was probably right; nobody would notice she was gone unless
her father said something, and he was always busy protecting Kadupul.
She accepted the facts, and went to sleep.

The next morning, she woke up to the guard no longer being present,
and the door to her cell was wide open.
A blue viscet stood at the bottom of the staircase. She looked like she
was talking to someone at the top.

After a moment, the viscet turns her gaze to Wrenade.
"Aren't you gonna come out already?" she said, her tone both friendly
and somewhat sarcastic. Wrenade wasn't sure whether or not she
could trust her. She was obviously from the ocean kingdom, why
was she letting her out of the prison?
She hesitantly exited her cell, and looked at the viscet who had just
released her.
"Come on." she pushed Wrenade beside her, and started going
up the staircase.
Eventually, they were out of the prison. A green viscet stood there, waiting
for them. She'd seen him before. He was a wanderer, who didn't belong to
either kingdom.

They were friends, and had worked together in freeing her.

Once she got home, she appreciated freedom more than she ever had.
From now on, she never takes it for granted.

[Yuroshi]

Username: Yuroshi
Name: Spatz
Gender: Male
Gif of Fireworks:


Freedom... it's a small word with a big concept. If you'd asked Spatz what he thought it was a few months ago? Well? You wouldn't be pleased with the answer. After all, no one likes to have a question answered with another question- especially not such a horribly innocent question like his answer- "freedom? What's that?"
But that was then, and this is now.
Now, Spatz will tell you, Freedom is the most important thing in the world. Freedom is going outside, whenever you want, but being able to stay inside as well. Freedom is seeing someone you think of as family, and sprinting to jump into their arms, regardless of whether or not you share the same blood. Freedom is being able to love, without bounds and restrictions. It's the feeling of the wind whipping around you as you close your eyes and throw your arms out- that feeling of being on top of the world. It's the smell of smoke after a beautiful firework show as the remnants are blown away on the wind, gone but always remembered. Freedom is fearlessly being who you want to be, and being loved for it.
So, if you asked Spatz what freedom means to him, he knows what he'll respond now. He'll look you in the eyes with an intensity you wouldn't expect, and say only three words. You'll ask him, "what is freedom to you?" And he'll respond-
"Freedom is everything."

[Pacsaj]

Username:
Animal345
Name:
Takeshi(General)
Gender:
Male
Gif of Fireworks:

What is freedom to them?:

I am Takeshi, and I am the general of my people’s island. I lead my troops into the hardest battles. For me freedom is something that you must work for. You must prove that you are worthy of it. On my island I decide if most people are worthy of freedom. I can determine this based upon their actions. Believe me when I tell you that I have had my fair share of freedom and prison. I have seen it all, for I am immortal, and not the god kind of immortal. The kind of immortal where you die over and over again. In other words no special, god-like powers. Which also explains why I am a “pps” or whatever. Not because of Peter Pan syndrome, but because of my condition. So if you want to talk freedom your talking to the wrong person. Trust me nobody should want to live in my prison.

Takeshi opened the door to the prison. Visiting the prison was not something that he normally did but recently his men had brought in a prisoner of his interest. The prison was unexpectedly quiet that night, all but the sound of Takeshi and his men walking down the hall. The general and his men were closing up on the cell. Takeshi heard rumors about this particular capture and he was there to decide their fate. The men stopped at a door.
“Is this it?”
“Yes, sir.”
Takeshi slowly opened the door. There in the corner of the cell, a young Viscet lay. He sat there shivering and muttering under his breath.
“Hello there young one, I have heard some strange things about you. Would you like to share? Maybe we could learn about each other.” The young Viscet nodded. “Great. So I understand you are a pps right?” Once again they nodded. “Mkay,” clearly this may not be the easiest case, “your name is Juno right?” The Viscet did nothing this time. “I will need an answer soon.”
“Yes.”
“Pardon?”
“I said yes. My name is Juno.”
“Great now we are getting somewhere. Can you explain why you where standing in the middle of fire talking to yourself.” Juno sighed, clearly not interested in the topic.
“It’s along story,” he rolled his eyes,”to some it up for you though I went in there to see if anyone needed saving and some fiery, demon dude came up to me explaining that I was his lost child or something.” Juno went on explaining to Takeshi every little detail of the event.

“I don’t want to be here general, sir! I want to go home.” Juno had finally cracked, showing his true emotions. Takeshi understood what Juno was going through, he knew that keeping him here was not right. Takeshi opened the cell door. “Here let’s get you cleaned up.”
471 words