[GODEATER]

Quirin are a semi-open species! This means that you can make your own Quirin, and add anything you want except few select traits that will only come out in adopts. Almost any edit will go for these guys, you can change the legs, make the tail have a mouth, give them glass bodies, anything!! You cannot adopt/sell out the Quirin you make, though.

resists keeping flare for myself.

you can try out for both but only win one! no word limit on these prompts <3

1; spark


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was this quirin born with the sparks or were they given?



2; flare


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why does this quirin wear the cloth?

ends nov. 12th

[JessKnight]

I can't believe you used the names I said when you showed them adsgdsgas

Username; JessKnight
Name; Spark
Gender; Nonbinary (She/Her or They/Them)
Was this Quirin born with the sparks or were they given?
Sparks was initially born in space on a smaller chunk of rock that simply flew through space. They only stayed on through digging their hooves into the rock and pressing close to it.
They had no recollection of how or why they were on the rock, only that they had never known a home besides it.
Eventually, it entered the orbit of a few larger planets which, though their pull was strong, only managed to launch the rock off further into space, only barely escaping the pulls they had.
As the rock was quickly hurled between planets, the stars she passed began to blur as she dug her hooves in harder.
Eventually she found herself barreling through before crashing into a larger planet, significantly slowing her course but sending them spinning as rocks, shattered from the planet from the speed of the rock, narrowly missed her.
As she began getting her barings, she found herself heading towards a lush planet of colors she had never seen. They stared as they began to be pulled in, quickly gaining speed, though not as much as they had felt before when they had been thrown through the endless reaches of space.
It was only as she began to be pulled closer to the planet that she realized what her long journey had given them.
Small sparks.
Through the speed, their once rounded antenna had seemed to burn away, though it had not turned to dust. Around their face and hooves floated sparks of light that matched the bright lights they had passed by in their long journey, bouncing as they moved their head to look around at them.
Once they had reached Earth, as she came to know it, she found what those bright lights that mirrored the sparks around her face and hooves were called.

Stars.

Username; JessKnight
Name; Flare
Gender; Trans Guy
Why does this Quirin wear the cloth?
A promise.
Not much to the one he made it to, but held so dear to him that he refuses to break it.
When Flare was but a young Quirin, he had met a woman, one who stood on two legs and who's dark face was replaced with a pale, spotted one. This woman he came to know had taken him, shaking in the cold darkness of a snowy dusk, and given him a home.
The home he stayed in, even as he grew into a tall, striking adult.
The home he helped expand as the woman, his mother, worked to make small bottles of liquid that seemed to do things out of this world. That seemed to change the very laws she had taught him. Liquid that helped him heal when it happened.
The home he learned to make those same bottles in, mixing flora to make things of great good that he learned could do so much more.
The home he watched, one darkening evening as he returned from getting berries from the nearby woods for a potion he had only heard of in passing, as it was engulfed in flame, even as he attempted to put it out, burning his fur charcoal black.
The home he lost his mother to.
For no potion would bring her back.
The home he forged his scarf from when hearing from his mother's fellow alchemists that there existed a potion to bring a person back from beyond the grave.
The home he works above each day to attempt to use the rune burned into his scarf that he keeps with him always.

Because he promised
to bring her back.

[MezzaWolf2]

username; MezzaWolf2
name; Jiskra
gender; Female
was this quirin born with the sparks or were they given? Given

WIP

username; MezzaWolf2
name; Fize
gender; Male
why does this quirin wear the cloth? WIP

[SpartanAmethyst]

username;
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was this quirin born with the sparks or were they given? Given, prob to always be a spark of hope or some sappy carp

[S u n n y]

username; S u n n y
name; Oliver
gender; Male
why does this quirin wear the cloth? Oliver was a very curious and peculiar lad to the village. He was daring and bold always seeking adventure and a reason to be here on planet Earth.The rest of his small town was dull and laid back and he wanted to break free. He lived alone in a cottage near the outskirts of his village because at a very young age his mother had passed away leaving him with a scarf he wore around his neck at all times. One day he set off to search for food when there was a terrible storm. It started light but then hail the size of tennis balls began to pelt down against him and he took shelter in a cave that went far into the ground.The cave was damp and roots hung down from the roof in odd curled patterns.

"Good evening." A faint, dreary voice said behind Oliver.

He jumped and spun around to see an old,bent over quirin. She had a maroon cloth wrapped around her shoulders with a thin gold lace patterned near the edges. "My sweet child what brings you here."The bent over quirin said with a small smile.

"there was a storm and I thought this cave was unoccupied.." Oliver said. "I can get going if you'd like."

"No no no my deary you can stay for some tea, My name is Holly." She smiled as she walked down to a small table. Oliver stood there and watched her turn on the kettle. How ever did she get electricity down here? Oliver thought to himself.
"I have my ways" Holly said.
"How did you know what i was thinking.." Oliver said. Holly didn't reply and continued to get the teabags. He began to have his doubts and went to tighten his scarf. As he tugged at the soft fabric it fell down and he saw many large rips.

"My scarf.." He whispered to himself.

"Don't worry luv, your scarf is no big deal come have some tea." Holly comforted. Oliver sat down and took a sip of his warm tea and began to feel drowsy. Everything around him began to sway and then went black.

What felt like hours later he woke up with a fabric over his face and around his shoulders, it was soft. The fabric reminded him of his mothers scarf. He took it off and saw that it actually was his beloved scarf, but something was different. It had shiny gold runes that were placed in the same lace that was on Holly's shawl.
"Good your awake" Holly said and explained the runes. They symbolized love and when worn over the face remind you and others of the ones you hold close in your heart. Oliver thought of his dear mother and placed the scarf onto his head and shoulders. Memories of his mother came back to him.
"Thank you, Holly." Oliver said turning to see that the hailstorm had ended. "I must get going."

"No problem dear, come by any time, tea is at noon." she smiled and watched him head back to the village.


**Holly is not an existing quirin just needed her for the story**

[Wandering Spirit]

username; ~-\ Illuminate /-~
name; Ayame
gender; Female
why does this quirin wear the cloth? "Ayame, my young one." A voice spoke, echoing around the young quirin. "Today you choose your path, as the flare guardian." The voice said, nonchalantly. A large, ghost like quirin, covered in burning flames stepped out, fiery gaze piercing the young quirins. "Do you promise to follow this path, death or life, Day or night?" The quirin questioned. "I do!" Ayame responded, standing tall. "Then I bestow upon you, the cloth of the flare guardian." The quirin responded, touching noses with the young quirin, before vanishing into thin air, a cloth in their place. Ayame leaned down, pulling the cloth on a stood tall. "I am the flare guardian."

[_rιyα_]

username; toast
name; Fiaro
gender; male
why does this quirin wear the cloth?
reserve with... uh, son of fire goddess who gave him cloth, he was born without eyes, has ability to "see" with this magical cloth. cloth is blessed with by mother goddess, who pities her half-blood son.


(also, I'm not sure if the species actually has eyes, so I'll just pretend for the sake of this adopt that they do^^)

[GODEATER]

I can't believe you used the names I said when you showed them adsgdsgas

Username; JessKnight
Name; Spark
Gender; Nonbinary (She/Her or They/Them)
Was this Quirin born with the sparks or were they given?
Sparks was initially born in space on a smaller chunk of rock that simply flew through space. They only stayed on through digging their hooves into the rock and pressing close to it.
They had no recollection of how or why they were on the rock, only that they had never known a home besides it.
Eventually, it entered the orbit of a few larger planets which, though their pull was strong, only managed to launch the rock off further into space, only barely escaping the pulls they had.
As the rock was quickly hurled between planets, the stars she passed began to blur as she dug her hooves in harder.
Eventually she found herself barreling through before crashing into a larger planet, significantly slowing her course but sending them spinning as rocks, shattered from the planet from the speed of the rock, narrowly missed her.
As she began getting her barings, she found herself heading towards a lush planet of colors she had never seen. They stared as they began to be pulled in, quickly gaining speed, though not as much as they had felt before when they had been thrown through the endless reaches of space.
It was only as she began to be pulled closer to the planet that she realized what her long journey had given them.
Small sparks.
Through the speed, their once rounded antenna had seemed to burn away, though it had not turned to dust. Around their face and hooves floated sparks of light that matched the bright lights they had passed by in their long journey, bouncing as they moved their head to look around at them.
Once they had reached Earth, as she came to know it, she found what those bright lights that mirrored the sparks around her face and hooves were called.

Stars.

i had to it was cool
winner for spark <3

username; ~-\ Illuminate /-~
name; Ayame
gender; Female
why does this quirin wear the cloth? "Ayame, my young one." A voice spoke, echoing around the young quirin. "Today you choose your path, as the flare guardian." The voice said, nonchalantly. A large, ghost like quirin, covered in burning flames stepped out, fiery gaze piercing the young quirins. "Do you promise to follow this path, death or life, Day or night?" The quirin questioned. "I do!" Ayame responded, standing tall. "Then I bestow upon you, the cloth of the flare guardian." The quirin responded, touching noses with the young quirin, before vanishing into thin air, a cloth in their place. Ayame leaned down, pulling the cloth on a stood tall. "I am the flare guardian."

winner for flame!

[Wandering Spirit]

I can't believe you used the names I said when you showed them adsgdsgas

Username; JessKnight
Name; Spark
Gender; Nonbinary (She/Her or They/Them)
Was this Quirin born with the sparks or were they given?
Sparks was initially born in space on a smaller chunk of rock that simply flew through space. They only stayed on through digging their hooves into the rock and pressing close to it.
They had no recollection of how or why they were on the rock, only that they had never known a home besides it.
Eventually, it entered the orbit of a few larger planets which, though their pull was strong, only managed to launch the rock off further into space, only barely escaping the pulls they had.
As the rock was quickly hurled between planets, the stars she passed began to blur as she dug her hooves in harder.
Eventually she found herself barreling through before crashing into a larger planet, significantly slowing her course but sending them spinning as rocks, shattered from the planet from the speed of the rock, narrowly missed her.
As she began getting her barings, she found herself heading towards a lush planet of colors she had never seen. They stared as they began to be pulled in, quickly gaining speed, though not as much as they had felt before when they had been thrown through the endless reaches of space.
It was only as she began to be pulled closer to the planet that she realized what her long journey had given them.
Small sparks.
Through the speed, their once rounded antenna had seemed to burn away, though it had not turned to dust. Around their face and hooves floated sparks of light that matched the bright lights they had passed by in their long journey, bouncing as they moved their head to look around at them.
Once they had reached Earth, as she came to know it, she found what those bright lights that mirrored the sparks around her face and hooves were called.

Stars.

i had to it was cool
winner for spark <3

username; ~-\ Illuminate /-~
name; Ayame
gender; Female
why does this quirin wear the cloth? "Ayame, my young one." A voice spoke, echoing around the young quirin. "Today you choose your path, as the flare guardian." The voice said, nonchalantly. A large, ghost like quirin, covered in burning flames stepped out, fiery gaze piercing the young quirins. "Do you promise to follow this path, death or life, Day or night?" The quirin questioned. "I do!" Ayame responded, standing tall. "Then I bestow upon you, the cloth of the flare guardian." The quirin responded, touching noses with the young quirin, before vanishing into thin air, a cloth in their place. Ayame leaned down, pulling the cloth on a stood tall. "I am the flare guardian."

winner for flame!

Really? Wow! Thank you x3 I'm so happy!