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"From nothing came something, and to nothing shall that something return."

It goes by many names: Oblivion, Eternal Rest, The Grim Reaper, but its most notorious name is Death. Death has always been. The God of Death as been around the moment life was conceived -- from the very beginning, there has always been an end.

It is lifes purpose, really, it's goal. In the end, death will conquer. Until the last person is shooed out of exitance, until the last star burns out -- when the world is nothing but a lifeless, energyless void -- only then may Death retire.

It's a big job for one being. An important job, of course, but a big job, nonetheless. It hadn't started out being so large. In the first moments of life, death had only a few subjects to destroy. But soon, very soon, things started to get complicated. And then, within an even shorter passage of time, those complications started to gain complexities, and before Death knew it, there was an entire universe to watch over. To baby. To protect.

To gather its children properly, at their destined time, Death had to spread out.
And spread out he did.

NOTE: Death is genderless. Death is death is death! When I use the pronoun "he" just note that it could be she as well, or it, or them, or chickenkabobs for all I care. Death is death. He is just used by default. /NOTE.

Just as the Light has Angels, and the Dark its Demons, Death has Guardians. Guardians whom keep track of all the death *everywhere*. Their forms can vary, their forms can change, and nothing about them ever stays the same. They creep silently through the universe, their footstep heard only by the doomed. Someday, everyone will dance with Death, but this is something the world cannot accept.

Many fear the unknown, the oblivion, and fight the Guardians.

But it's a one-sided battle, and those who fight will always loose.

It is merely the way of things.

But there is a story. A story that years ago, a small handful of Guardians joined together. Rebelling, these Guardians of Death grew jealous of those they destroyed. Surely, there had to be more than what the Guardians saw. So many people took their lives for granted -- in fact, many were scheduled for Pick-Up before their rightful times. Suicide, homocide, genocide -- those who had such a short time in paradise, how could they take their lives for granted?

What the Guardians would give to have but a moment in their shoes. Their life of Delivering Death, Picking up souls and spirits, keeping check and balance of all the life that grew -- the Guardians were nothing more than machines!

They were built with one purpose and one purpose alone -- to kill. They had no life of their own, not really. Blind, for death holds no prejiduce, deaf, for death has no mercy, and senseless, for death has but one purpose in its life, to be the Ultimate End, the Guardians couldn't help but envy.

What was it like to truly see?
What was it like to taste? To touch? To do more than have an eternal knowledge of which soul was next on the list.

A small handful of them pleaded with Death, begged him for just a taste. One day. To truly live and experience life without having to destroy.

Death initially refused.

Turned away, the Guardians tried again.

Begging. Pleading.

Again, Death refused, but didn't give his reasons. There was no need for HIS creation to suffer. Life wasn't a happy place, no matter what the Guardians thought or felt.

The Guardians desire for life became obsession. The small "fluked" handful craved what they were denied. Discouraged, the Guardians did the only thing they could think of -- and that was to kill. To destroy themselves and their meager existance.

Death was horrified. When their existance burnt out, there was no place for Death to roam. They had no spirits to travel between the realms, no souls to light their eternal sleep. Once destroyed, a Guardian was lost forever.

Heartbroken (for Death surely loved his creations) Death intervened. Like any loving parent, what could he do but give them their wish? He'd rather have them suffer a life, then be lost to the death of Deaths.

As it was, Death made a deal with Life. The remaining Guardians, what small handful hadn't been lost, were herded into the the realm of the Living.

They had no shape, they had no form, they had no senses, and the emotions they felt were limited at best. Life, taking pity upon such beings, embraced them all and blessed each with a temporary form. The most beautiful of all creation, she chose birds to host their existance.

Finally, after an indescribable length of time, the Guardians had a chance. One real chance at life.

But, their life came with a heavy price.

To keep them balanced, to keep them safe, the Guardians minds were wiped of their past. They know not who they are, or where they came from -- but they do know they're different.

As it is, when they are taken from life, returned back to the Realm of End, back to Death's loving embrace, they shall once again take their form as Guardian. They shall once again be put to work, collecting the souls of the universe.

They'll need practice. There is no escaping death, not for a Guardian. And so, when Death feels the time is right, they shall be transformed into a new creation. They shall truly know what it is to live, like a human will, all while preparing for their final destination.

They must return, and as it is, they must kill. They must be ready.

This is their time. The Birds, who for a great length of time, have roamed freely, are now feeling Death's call. It is time for them to change, time for them to prepare for their former life.

You, as a companion, are to be part of their preparation for their Final Return. Will you be strong enough to help them in preperation? Or will you be nothing more than a burdan, a hinderance?

The time has come.

And soon, very soon, Death will follow.

The shop looks like any other pet-shop one might find in the city. The windows have displays of cages and tanks, their contents properly cute and
alluring. A bright wooden sign, painted over with exotic colours, proudly proclaims in large, neon words "The Birdcage". Upon entrance, a cheerful jingling of bells greets you. At for look, the the shop looks cramped; cages upon cages line the wall, the typical scents of musk, fur, and processed food linger on the air. Squeeks, barks, and meows, all can be heard, their sources pleading you to take a chance on them. The bubbling of aquariums, the low-toned "buzzzzz" of UVB lights near the lizard cages, and the squabbling of birds assure you that this is real. A homely shop, but perhaps this is what you're looking for.

"Can I help you?" The attendant behind the cash-register asks politely. One look is all it takes. Long violet hair streams down her face, her skin a pale colour, reflecting the light from the ceiling. She's thin, almost anorexic, with long, bony fingers, the nails painted an obnoxious, flourescant violet. One can't help but wonder where she's from -- until you notice your mistake. She's a he. The man waits patiently for your stare to diminish. Tight black,leather pants, and a shirt made of leather straps prove that this is no woman! For better or worse.

"I. . .uh . . ." You stammer, trying to hide the surprise in your voice. Heaven forbid you sound insulting!

The man smiles, though there's something dangerous behind that smile. "Were you looking for a new pet. . ? A new companion? Or are you one of them?"

One of them? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

The violet-haired stranger continues, unperturbed by your obvious confusion. "Nobody stumbles into this shop without a good reason. . . so what's yours?" The question is innocent, but you get the feeling the question isn't truly meant to be answered.

Swallowing, you hesitate, before finding the strength to stammer, "I . . .I just want a. . . pet."

The man -- his name tag, clipped "professionally" upon one of the leather straps is engraved "Shanuh: Store Manager" -- speaks. "Then you've come to the right place. Please, let me show you around, and perhaps we can find something to your liking."

Feeling slightly creeped out, you decide it's better to agree than argue. Following the man, feeling awkward and a little self-concious, (those pants are *waaay* too tight) you take the guided tour. The cats, the rabbits, the ferrets, the chinchillas, the puppies, the lizards, the parrots, the rodants, and all the animals seem to stare as you pass. Of course they're all adorable (even the fishies) but none are what you're looking for. Nothing stuck out, nothing grabbed your attention.

"Are you so sure it's a pet that you desire?" Shanuh asks politely, glancing over his shoulder as you study the snakes.

"Well. . . yeah," you state lamely, still feeling creeped out. The animals seem to stare, and have gone eerily quiet. "Why else would I have entered?"

The violet-haired man gives a laugh. It's a noise that is reminiscent of nails being dragged down a chalkboard, and the drill at the dentists.

It's not a pleasant sound, and the hair on the back of your neck rises. Suddenly, everything in this shop feels cold. . . Very cold. Instinct tells you to run, to leave, to exist as quickly as possible. You picked the wrong store to enter. . .the wrong store to visit.

Shanuh's smile is laced with venom. "Well, if none here have suited your fancy, I do have one last level. A few more. . . exotic pets."

Oh, great. Apparantly there's no getting out *that* easy. Struggling to find an excuse to leave, you find yourself nodding agreement. The man seems delighted by this prospect, and leads you torwards a stairwell. It's white, plain, and the paint is chipped. Your stomach starts to twist with anxiety, your throat dry, your feet heavy. What's up this stair-well?

You find your imagination running away with you. Your back is turned to the front of the shop, but you feel eyes on you -- the eyes of all those animals, the eyes of all caged ones. Somehow, somewhere, you wonder if their alluring quality wasn't to escape their prison. Somehow, you wonder if their
barking, squeaking, and mewling wasn't a warning to turn around.

There are 13 steps in all, and wild with fear (thanks, imagination) you take the last step hesitantly. Something's up on the ceiling, something's there that's weighing heavy on your soul.

Shanuh steps aside and you find. . . . the roof. He's brought you to the roof of the store, cement and flat, like the rest of the buildings in the town. It's plain, dusty, stained from years of weathering. There's a few plants in the corners, greenery to give it flair, and you can't help but relax. At least it wasn't anything terrifying, at least it wasn't a corpse or chopped up body, or god KNOWS what.

Two crows are perched upon the edge of the cement, their backs turned. One looks at you and "caws", before turning back to its friend. The wind ruffles their feathers, but the ebony birds stay put. Shanuh smiles. "Sometimes, nature as its own pets in store for you. Seeing animals in nature can certainly put things in perspective, can they not?"

Yeah. . . whatever, creep. You nod nonetheless, your eyes drawn to the two birds.

Shanuh smiles. "Here," he reaches down to pick up a small, white, weathered, lidded bucket. He opens it, and takes out a handful of seed. Bird seed. "Take a few minutes to commune with nature. Animals can read your soul, you know, can read your deepest secrets. They won't approach if their souls find you flawed. Man forgets that and takes an animals companionship for granted."

There's a scattering of seeds, and the two crows are quick to hop over. They seem to know the routine, and don't hesitate to eat.

Shanuh smiles, his eyes bright with emotion. Tilting his head, he offers you the bucket. "Come, feed the birds. Some say birds are the eyes and ears of God. Others say they judge the living, deciding who should die and when. Some say they're lost souls, forever searching for heaven, or too attached to this world to move on. . . What do you believe?"

Your eyes never leave the two birds. What do you believe?

"Take the seed if you feel worthy enough to feed them. What do the birds see in you? What do you see in yourself?" Shanuh reaches forward and offers you the bucket. "But be careful - if you're found worthy, your life shall be forever changed."

Whatever is he talking about? Reaching forward, you take a handful of seed.

"A great blessing and a great curse are the great birds of the world," he continues calmly. "Some birds grow attached and may offer you friendship. . . . Will you be prepared if you're one of the lucky few?"

You throw the seed out, curious to see if the two crows will approach.

Too late, Shanuh asks, "Tell me: Are you prepared to die?"

1. Is that a boy or a girl? It used to be only boys, but D decided to spice things up and add some estrogen into the mix. I have a feeling this shop will be male-heavy, mind you, but there will now be ladies joining the crew. Yay!

2. So how do I get one of these Birds? If Feedings are open, you can always cross your fingers and RP in the thread to see what happens. Flatsales/Auctions and sometimes pure interest in the shop alone will get you one. Just depends on my mood. Scope out the Sales thread for further information.


3. WAHH! I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ONE AND I'VE TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES I'M WANT TO BE CONSIDERED FOR A FEEDING! Well, either A. the Bird that I believe would suit you best hasn't been drawn yet or B. if you're that obnoxious about it, chances are I won't give you one! I'm not against saying that I like good RPers, and I'm not against saying that I like activity in a thread. I mean, come on -- all those RP-Flatsales out there are nothing more than a "Gee -- I like your writing the best!" Isn't it? Well, maybe that's a pessimistic view, but this way I get to see who's being loyal, and who is active and RP's. I'll tell you right now I'm generous. I like giving people rewards. Keep that in mind. Even if you think you're a sucky RPer.

4. Are these intensive RP pets? Yes. You MUST Rp with the other guardians, and there are required journals. There has to be Guardian/Guardian interraction OR I WILL KILL THINGS. The point of RPable pets is RP -- let's not forget that. I put a lot of work into these guys, and quite frankly, I *want* to see what yall will do with them. RP makes me happy.


5. Why is the growth taking so long? Each Guardians growth will be dependent on how much you RP them, and how "mature" in-game they become. That's solely up to you. Social interraction is a wonderful thing, so I highly suggest you do it. Oh, and I'm also a full-time Art Student, and I work weekends so I don't lose my apartment. I have other priorities besides Gaia -- but I would like this to be my hobby/entertainment. I'll do my best to be timely about things, but please keep in mind real-life happens.

6. I'm on LOA for a bit? Will my Guardian be taken away? That depends. If you disappear for like 4 months without me hearing anything or recieving a PM about your whereabouts, than there's a good chance I might have to find a new home for your Guardian. If you KNOW you're gonna be gone, drop me a note, plzkthx. Be it because you're grounded, or you're just too overwhelmed with exams, you're getting married, or god only knows what. Just -- keep me informed. Please. If you're leaving Gaia, again, just let me know.

7. Are you going to have customs? I believe so. But it'll be a rare event. If I take any sort of custom, it will be mighty pricey, and I won't do one for just anyone or anything. See "Customs" below for further details.

8. How many are we allowed to have? As many as you think you can handle. Once you "win" your first Bird, though, you cannot try out for another until they hit their teen stage. There may be preferance over new blood, of course, and there may be some flatsales/auctions/events you can't participate in but keep your eyes open. If you really want another one, who am I to stop you?

Just remember - if you're going for another Bird, you'll have to come up with another Companion too. One guardian of death per OC, please. x3 Any more than that and things might get messy.

9. How much are they? These are gonna start at 10K. I put a lot of work into these pictures, I CG them all, and some of these pictures(especially in your final form) are pretty badass. Or at least they will be if things go my way. Besides, if you've got 10K, you're probably not going to waste that much money on a "pet" you're gonna do absolutely nothing with!

10. Do you take bribes? Yes, yes I do. But it has to be a damn good trade! I also do pet trades. See the list below. If your name isn't on there, don't be afraid to ask as chances are I haven't found or seen your shop.

11. How can I pay for a Bird? A few people have asked about items. Typically, in auctions, I'll take pure gold and items. In regular flatsales, pure gold only, thanks.

12. Does Shanuh have wings? Yes, he does. Do they show? Not unless he wants them to! He DOES have a bird-like form, but he's never actually transformed in to it ICly yet. His picture on the front page shows him with wings, but unless I state otherwise, he's without. :3

13. Can the Birds communicate? Yes, they can. As birds in their avian form, they can speak with other Kin (such as other Birds, guardians in various stages i.e. teen, child, and Shanuh/Nikel/other NPC's of the shop) It's not so much mind-speak as it is Kinspeak. They all understand it and can communicate with one another. But ONLY Kin to Kin. No matter how great your OC may be with animal speak, they won't understand or hear anything. It's the perk of being close with gods. ;P

14. Any other questions? If you have a question and it hasn't been aswered, PM me. I'd say post it on the thread but, if we get busy, I might accidently overlook things. PMing is a guarenteed way I'll get your question/comment.

As requested by a few members, I have decided to give people vague ideas of growth and what it might take before I even THINK about growing their Guardian. Here is the start of the list - more will be added as needed.

Bird to Child
This stage requires some minimal RP. Obviously you have had to have met with Shanuh (or one of the other store managers) to have recieved your Bird. Depending what you might have learned at that stage, you might be wondering what the hell you've gotten yourself into, or you might not care at all.

Requirements I hope to see before growth will be AT LEAST:
- Feeding logged in your journal
- One journal entry after recieving your bird; your thoughts, your concerns, your feelings, etc. etc.
- One RP with myself, or another Companion/Guardian to get a smidge of their personality down.

The more I know about the Bird before I grow, the more accurate their childhood picture will look.

Child to Teen

This stage will happen when I feel your child has enough development AND character interraction with others. Some might grow quicker than others, depending how much tender-loving-care you've given your guardian AND the shop. They can't very well develop if you don't even know who or what they're like as a child! Interraction is key at this stage, so by all means, let the RPing begin!

The least amount of work I will require before they change will be as follows:
- At least 3 RP's (logged in the journal) with another Guardian/Companion
- Asked for AND completed Quests
- At least two additional journal entries
- At least one magic RP in the Shop

Remember, these are the least amount of work. I always enjoy people going above and beyond. Furthermore, just because you've accomplished all of these steps, don't expect your character to change overnight. Depending how active you have been, depending how much substance you post in your journal, and depending if I feel your character is ready for growth, only THEN will I grow your child.

It's not a "playing favorites" game, it really just comes down to activity. If you're active and have hung around the shop, chances are, you're not going to have to worry.

Teen to Adult

- At least 10 RP's (logged in the journal) with another Guardian
- At least 6 additional journal entries from the boys point-of-view, the subject can be anything
- At least 2 Journal Entries with your Companion as the subject
- At least 1 RP/Story including your Companion
- Attend AT LEAST 5 Group Class RP's in the Shop
- Ask for/Complete Quests
- TEACH at least one magic lesson to upcoming children
- Complete 5 Magic Lessons in the individual threads
- Find a job (aka get hired by Shanuh)
- Complete two different "Guest Rp's"

Sounds like a lot of work? You bet your a** it is. As you can see, this stage's main focus is magic. That's right - MAGIC. Abilities will be learned/gained as they characters grow. They can't be proper "faucets of death" if they don't know how to embrace their abilities and truly learn the art of killing. There is still focus on relationships among the other guardians of death, and (what fun) you actually get to KILL things. And (what's even more fun) RP it out with guest-players!

Remember, even if you get all of these things completed, there is still no way to know when your Guardian is going to grow. It just means they're (probably) developed enough TO grow, but ultimately, I grow them when I feel so inclined. So no hassling me if you complete the requirements and your teenager hasn't grown. That'll just make me spiteful and angry and you'll have to wait even longer before they progress to the next stage.

Adult to Final Return

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Something More???

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In other words: this is the very beginning. This is where I'll set you up a journal (if that's indeed what I decide to do) and where you can make your future Guardian of Death a home. Talk to it. Take care of it. Basically treat it like a good pet. There's a good chance some of it's personality might rub off of you.

If you neglect it, eh, who knows what will happen when it decides to manifest.

And trust me, manifestation is gonna happen pretty darn quick. It's best to be prepared.





Well, the bird's gone, but now you've got a little boy Guardian of Death. Aren't you the proud parent! Anyway, like I stated before -- they're impressionable, so depending what you do to/with them, is gonna effect their personality and future. This is where you get to flesh out personality, likes/dislikes, etc. etc. etc.

Friends are a good thing, really.

Enemies/rivals, also a good thing.

Think of your own childhood. There were kids you liked, kids you didn't. Mix 'em up. RP with each other. Get to know your neighbors and kin.

This is a very important stage and it's very important. I'll tell you right now -- I won't grow them until I SEE that you have a very good concept of your Guardian of Death. That you know them like you know any of your favored friends. Seriously. Character development -- a good thing.

The children really don't have a handle on any "death-like" abilities. They each have a certain power (obviously) and I suspect they'll tinker around with it. Some of them might not *know* what their power is. Others might know right away. It's up to you and how you play them.

Really, they can do minimal damage with their power at this level. They can kill little things: insects, small birds, small rodents.

Some of these Guardians of Death will have no problem killing. Others might. Some of you "parents" might not care what your kid does. Others, those who weren't expecting to become the companion of a Death Guardian, might have a bigger problem with it. Again, it depends on you, the player, and how creative/what you want to do with it.





This stage is the beginning of the end. In this stage, the teens will still be cultivating relationships and friendships. This is also the time when they'll start figuring out a nifty thing like sex and love. Yay for boyfriends.

Anyway, this is where RP is essential. (If you didn't think it was before!) There will be some group activities involved, and there will be some required tasks to complete. Nothing major. Just a suggestion for an RP or something I'd like to see your character deal or handle. Mostly it will be things involving their abilities: War is gonna have to off a few people through gang rivalry (a type of war in my opinion), Pestilence is gonna have to kill a few people through various diseases/whatever, etc. etc.

Life experience, and, in all honesty, work experience.

Why bother with any of this experience? Well, quite frankly, as growing adults these babies need jobs. And that's exactly how they're going to progress to the adult stage. Remember Shanuh? Oh yeah. He's gonna need workers and delivery boys.

In fact, he's got a few friends who specialize in Death-Orders. A few other shops who are gonna need some employees dishing out the death. Kind of like UPS delivery men, but much much deadlier, and much much hotter. Really, you'll find out all the details once you actually achieve this level.

If you're a good Guardian of Death and do your tasks well, you get promoted.

And we all love promotions.





OK. This is an important step. First off, if you're in an actual relationship (and I have to have proof that A. it's love and B. it's long-term/forever) this is the ONLY time where Guardians can breed. There will be more details on that later but no asking before hand.

Secondly, this is where life gets really interesting (and pretty morbid).

This is where some heavy decisions will come into play. In fact, this is where some dark stories are really going to appear. Trust me. This is a chance for you to come out on top.

So you're in love, you're working on having children, you have a stable position as a DDB (Death Delivery Boy) or god only knows what other "position" you might have been offered!

But this is time for all the play to be put aside.

To attain your true power, your true ability, you will have one chance, and one chance only. Who knows when that time will be? Whatever the case, it will be a difficult challanage, and I can tell you right now -- your companions life is at stake.

But deciding whether they live or die is the easy part. . . .

It takes a strong person to become a god. Only time will tell whether or not you fail. And trust me, failing is not a fun option.

What do the Fates have in store? We'll just have to wait and see.

So when the hell is the Flatsale and how do I get one?

You know, with all the shops doing the "same thing", I've decided to try my hand at something different. At least at the very beginning. Sales can be sucky for people because here you've been a good dooby, you've been active in the thread, you've RPed your host-character/potential companion, and suddenly the sale happens. Now, either A. the sale happens during a time you lose your Internet Connection or B. suddenly nine billion people and their cousin have decided to join too.

Lo and behold, you don't get your cool little pet. . . .

And, lo and behold, you have to wait another bazillion years until their next sale.

Sucky for you, no?


My sales run a little more loosely. In fact, I don't even have official sales -- at least not right away. I'll do a sale or auction only if I come up with rare or special event (like a phoenix, or extinct bird, or god only knows what!).

So, how do you get one you ask? Well, this is how the Feedings happen.

I expect some RP in the shop. Every time someone comes on the thread, they're liable to be offered a Bird. Of course, if they come on, post once, and lurk for the rest of eternity, how is a Bird supposed to pick you out of the crowd? They can't.

Think of this thread as a story, and all of your characters you play (be it you play yourself, your avatar, or some other made-up person) are all part of the scene. These Birds have specifacations of what and who they're looking for. It's not necessarily a matter of how well you RP (though good RP is always a plus) but it is a matter of personality.

Who's your character like? What's their personality? Why are they at the Birdcage? Did they come here be choice? Did someone force them into the shop? Are they lonely? Are they suicidal? Are they content with their life? What is their past? What is their future? Hopes? Dreams? Yeah -- all that good stuff.

Depending what I see, and what the Birds see, if you've got all that down in your RP, or at least have some sort of story. That's very, very good. Again, your chances at attracting a Bird are very high! (And yes, I will be RPing the unbonded Birds. They'll hop about, and maybe check you out. But just because a Bird approaches you, doesn't mean it's going to bond with you. You'll know if you've been chosen. Oh yes, you'll know it indeed.)

Now, say you've been active in the thread, have proven your interest, and have the greatest idea for a companion. You've been playing it out, and you're truly interested in attaining one of these babies. Well, do you have 10K available? If so, PM me and let me know you want to be considered for a Feeding. Yes, that's a capital F folks.

I'll stick your name on a list (just so I can remember) and all you have to do is wait. I guess you could think of this thread as a continuous, never-ending sale. Because after you say 'Hey, I'm here for a Feeding!" then I get to look at my Birds, see if any would fit your RPed companion/character, and one day, lo-and-behold, you get one.

Yay.


No, this is not a popularity contest. Anyone who wants one has the ability to attain one. The only reason that it will look like I'm handing these Birds out to friends, is because chances are, the ones who are being active in the thread are the ones I'm going to know!

So, there you have it. I don't know how clear these rules are, so I'm gonna sum them up again.

To Join a Feeding:

1. Have a companion in mind. They'll be important to your Guardian as he grows.
2. Stay active in the thread. It lets me know you're reliable and truly interested.
3. Rp your companion. I need to know who's going to who, and some of these Birds have specific people/personalities they're looking for.
4. Gather 10K.
5. PM me informing me you'd like to be considered for a Feeding.
6. Continue to stay active/RP and with any luck, you'll find a Bird.


Now, remember. There are limited spaces available for Birds. If you want one, better be active now, cause once I finish these, I might be finished for good. Or at least for a long, long while.

No, you won't know which Bird is aligned with which type of Death.

No, you have no say in who you're given. That would spoil the surprise, wouldn't it? And don't we all love surprises? If there's one that you'd absolutely DETEST to have, then I will let you make note of it via PM. But really, death is death folks. All of them are gonna wind up looking awesome, I promise.

Still don't understand my rules?

PM me and I'll try to make it clear.

09.26.06 - More sales - the more children we have, the better. Female Birds will also be present in the shop. Meta-Plots and Christmas Events are in the works! Be on the lookout~!

.this is so I won't be a dumbass and forget/lose names.
3nodding = pet-trade

Anvion
Sundragyn
Kitiarou
Lithle
Aaron Arrikanez
Creme de la Chrome
Steele_Glyph
Ladyumbra 3nodding
Nephrenia 3nodding
Lawless_soul
Kyrianna
Donna the Vixen
Camberly
Obito Sharingan
Auzzie_kat
Randy2Love
kitari_silverblade


PM Me if you want to be on this list. PM me or let me know in the thread if you've asked and I haven't added you after a few days. Sometimes I loose things/forget. I be a busy boy.

7K from Steele_glyph eek

.write your own story.

There are two different sets of customs: Semi-Custom and Full-Custom.

Semi-Custom basically falls down to this:
1. You choose the Bird (so long as it's not already taken) and it's species is not limited to North American Species. This semi-custom slot does not include Fantasy/Made-Up creatures.

2. You decide the base personality for the Bird.

3. You decide which Death it's Guardian over - again, it can be anything so long as it's not already taken OR one of my future rares/auctions.

The price for a Semi-Custom Slot will be 50K pure gold If you want to offer items, sell 'em first. I'm too busy to bother scrounging up the gold myself. Sorry.


Semi-Custom Slots:
1. Closed
2. Closed


For Full-Customs, you gain a bit more leverage.

1. You choose the Bird (so long as it's not already taken) and it's species is not limited to North American Species. This includes Fantasy/Made-Up Birds as well so long as you give me a description or reference picture.

2. You decide the base personality for the Bird.

3. You decide which Death it's Guardian over - again, it can be anything so long as it's not already taken OR one of my future rares/auctions.

4. You can describe what you'd like its child form to look like - what it's wearing, what it's doing in the picture, the colours you'd like to see, the hair style, the attitude, etc. etc.

Prices for Full-Custom's are 100K in pure gold.

The reason these are 50K more than semi, is because I'm a perfectionist. It's not so much over my art, but when someone gives me a commission, I tend to stress over it. The more detail you give me, the more nervous I become, and the longer it takes for me to be satisfied. I put major work into projects going to other people. Since it's more work - it's more gold. End of story.


Full-Custom Slots:
1. Closed
2. Closed

There are a few ways you can obtain a custom slot.

I might hold raffles, where you buy/are given tickets and I'll pick numbers randomly.

Or I might just open them randomly some afternoon and, if you post in the thread, the slot will be yours. It's a first-come first-serve basis so keep your eyes open.

Disinclined .artist. .colourist. .thread owner. Also goes by his old handle, Uta, and his mule shop handle, Phaelire.

Koe .resident bishie boy.

ShadowedRaven .guild helper fixer-upper. .crazy banner lord.

.i trust them explicitely - if they warn/b***h/rant about anything, you can almost guarentee it has my approval.

.Lithle. .right handed woman. .not afraid to bite.
.the Nozomi. .left handed man. .not afraid to b***h.