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Looks like this guy is a little late for Valentine's day. Maybe you can help him out?

Start: March 19th, 2015, When I say so EST 8I
End: March 21st, 2015, 12:00 PM EST (noon)

Prompt 1:
What happened to this guy that he ended up being late for his favorite holiday? What does he do when he figures out that he completely missed out on it?
Prompt 2:
Never mind his present, tell me about his past? Did he have a good childhood, or was he taunted as a kit? Family life, siblings, growing up, etc!
Prompt 3:
He comes across a heartbroken guy or gal, what does he do? Does he feel some sort of tugging in that heart of his, or just go on with his day?
Prompt 4:
Free for all, cause I'm super bad at making up prompts! Do what you'd like!

Username: Ruler of Everything
His Name: Cupid
Personality: Cupid is an absolutely blissful Noodle. He is nauseatingly optimistic. A heavy believer in love-at-first-sight and the idea of “soul mates.” He sees magic in the smallest of acts, and knows that everything happens for a reason. Many would call him naïve, but Cupid prefers the idea that others simply pay too much attention to the bad in the world. If only everyone were as happy as he, the world would be an even better place than it already is!

Prompt #: 2
Response:

Cupid had an absolutely marvelous childhood. The only son of a doting Goddess and her desperate, spell-bound (by love, of course) mortal plaything, he received all the attention he could ever need – perhaps too much attention. When born, his mother laughed at the adorable hearts all over his bowl, passed down from his father, and she absolutely insisted on calling him Cupid. “It’s just so fitting!” she said to his father, and naturally he went along with it, believing the name to be some silly little joke.

Except his mother took it a bit too far. She told little Cupid tales of the old god Eros and of his power to spread love wherever he went. Ever educating her son, she informed him that she had named him after the god on purpose, knowing that he would have the ability to infect everyone around him with affection. In her defense, she had meant that in a much lighter sense – the kit was so cute, there was no way anyone around him could help but to fall in love!

But, Cupid began to believe her. In the most literal sense. It started with him once flapping his wings toward her, pretending he could somehow whoosh love into her system. He did that as a child and she promptly turned to his father, made goo goo eyes like he’d never seen, and sigh deeply, falling into girly giggles like he heard from female kits his age. And from then on he knew, he knew he had the power to make others fall in love.

Only, he didn’t really. It was simply something his mother had accidentally instilled into his mind through tales of his namesake and playing along with his silly games. But now, a grown adult, Cupid truly believed those old stories. He sincerely knew that by flapping his wings towards someone, he could instantly make them fall in love with the nearest Noodle.

Yeah, Cupid had a marvelous childhood. He was loved unconditionally by both of his parents and raised with the absolute best of intentions. But now we have a mildly demented, socially senseless adult who thinks he has super powers. And that can’t be good, can it?

Plot ideas?
1. Cupid encountering someone truly evil would be fantastic. I’m not sure how it’d work out because he doesn’t really ~believe~ in evil, but I think it’d be an interesting interaction.
2. Naturally, Cupid ignorantly attempting to charm Noodles into loving one another out in public would need to happen. Just floating up to pairs and flapping his wings at them, believing it would make them fall in love, and then leaving feeling like he’d done his duty in this world. Could cause some awkward scenarios with more introverted Noodles or even family members.
3. I’d love for the Noodle he falls for be someone that doesn’t strike him immediately. Maybe someone that does have a little bit of a dark side, or even just someone he thinks of as a friend. Someone to kind of boop him on his delusional little nose.

Side note: his father was desperately in love with his mother, but his mother reciprocated no feelings. I never specified which goddess she was for obvious reasons, but I like to presume that they do hold a sort of… power of desirability over some mortal Noodles, which his father got wrapped up in. His mother merely wanted children and utilized his weakness in that way, and so… we have Cupid.

Username: lux_rayne13
His Name: Davi Konstantin (meaning Beloved Everlasting)
Personality: Davi is… a hopeless romantic. He does his best to see the silver lining of everything, and also does his best to try to get others to see that way, too. He's stubborn, and strong, and will go out of his way for people that won't give him the time of day. He tends to get walked on a lot, and he knows it, but he never stops trying.

Prompt #: #2
Response: Davi didn't use to like Valentine's Day…

Born of a woman who expected everything and a God who tried to give, Davi was the only one in his school with God wings… and was picked on and bullied severely for it. The other Noodles, the teachers, even the parents were jealous of him, and would rip out his feathers and call him names, they'd do anything in their power to knock him down…

Home life wasn't much better. When Davi was little, his mom abused him as well, and one day his father got sick of it and pushed his mom off him… which ended with her having a broken paw and his dad kicked out, divorced, and missing half of everything he owned. Still though, as much as his mom tried to convince him his dad was so horrid… Davi just couldn't believe her.

As for Valentine's Day… well, celebrating it in school consisted of getting nasty notes written anonymously in grade school, and watching everyone else getting grams and candy and bears in high school. Davi's mom sometimes made chocolate covered strawberries for him… But he knew better than to believe it was an act of love. Now, his dad on the other hand… With what little he had, he was always trying to buy things for Davi, to be there for him, as much as he could. He'd wrap burnt paws or twisted ankles, took care of Davi as a father should and his mother never did. He knew he could always talk to his dad about his problems… but never wanted to worry him. He was much happier playing catch or showing off how good he'd gotten at flying under his fathers loving wing…

Davi did get to spend one Valentine's Day with his father, though… The day he died. He spent hours in that hospital room… At 10:31pm that night, as Davi tried to get to sleep in his own room, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he felt like he couldn't breathe… Ten minutes later, the phone rang. His whole body was trembling by the time he heard the cold voice of his mom outside his door… 'Your father died.'… No emotion, no regret, no sadness… Davi realized, as he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces, that he wanted to be nothing like his wretch of a mother. No, Davi wanted to be like his father. To laugh like his father. To care and comfort and to /love/ like his father had loved him so dearly...

And he's spent every Valentine's Day since being the best example of that love he can be~

Plot ideas?: I want him to find someone, a sad little someone, who's whole world he can turn around. I want that someone to turn his whole world around too, to be the second person in his life to love him, and with him start a massive family so he can finally truly be just like his dad. <3 <3

Username: Lavender Hues
His Name: Ataya Amore
Personality: Ataya's a generous little dork with a love for sweets, snoozing, and baking. He can be a bit of a derp at times and forget just how big his wings are, but makes up for his clumsiness with his kindness and smile.

Prompt #: 1
Response:

Ataya lay on his back with a defeated look upon his face among the remains of what looked to be boxes of cake mix. It was a scene that teemed of chaos and exhaustion with the way the clouds of flour still lingered in the air. He huffed and whined, before rolling onto his side as the door to the kitchen came open, his eyes falling onto the God that now stood among the mess with him. It took Ataya a moment of two of silence until he stood up, accessed his surroundings, and sat confused beside the counter top.

"What in the world?" He said, his eyes wide as dish trays. "Who could've made such a mess? It's like a tornado blew through here!"

The God gave a laugh, drawing Ataya's attention to the opposite end of the room. Who was that? He looked familiar. Red stripes, candy hearts, something about teaching... He shook his head. No sense in trying to pull answers out of the air, espescially since it was fogged up by all this flour! He hopped up onto a table and continued to look around, before another sigh slipped past his lips.

"Why would someone make a mess like this a leave? It's so rude, really!" He continued, his tail swishing. "... But then again, why am I here to begin with? ... Oh, dear! Not again!"

He spun around, knocking the table off balance, and fell upon a pile of chocolate cake mix. The God rushed over to help him up, to which he paid a substantial amount of nodding, and shook himself clean.

"Oh, Vincent! ... Right? Right!?" He asked, breathing a sigh of relief when the God nodded back. "I am so sorry! I don't know what came over me! Why would I do something so stupid? Look at this kitchen, it's a catastrophe!"

"Ataya, calm down." Vincent laughed. "It's my fault, alright? Let's clean this mess up."

"Your fault?" Ataya exclaimed, his shoulders arching. "Vincent, I'm the one who made this mess! How would it be your fault?"

"I..." Vincent began, turning his eyes away. "... Told you that you forgot it was Valentine's Day last month, and you responded by declaring to make up for it with a massive Valentine's themed cake, but you hit your head on the counter and spilled everything all over the floor. I was coming back with ice when you came to."

He plopped the bag of ice he'd brought onto Ataya's head and sat next to him, before wrapping his arm around Ataya as he began to cry.

"Nooo, noo, shhhh!" He cooed. "We'll make up for it together, okay? Let's clean up this mess and I'll go get some more boxes of mix. Sound like a plan?"

Ataya sucked in a breath and slowly nodded. Yes, no use crying over missing his favorite holiday. After all, he should be used to forgetting important things by now. He gave Vincent a smile and moved to walk over to the stove, before noticing something underneath the counter.

"Oh, my spatula!" He said, diving under to retrieve it. However, as he shimmied out from under the counter with it, he smacked his head on the end of the counter and fell back onto the floor, unconscious.

"... I'll go get another ice pack." Vincent sighed.

Plot ideas?:

Information about his past:

- Ataya is narcoleptic and an amnesiac because of an accident when he was younger. He was carrying trays of brownies and slipped down the stairs, giving him some brain damage.
- Ataya forgets he's the demi-god of Sweets, and gets separated from his beloved teacher, the God of Valentines Candy. (Vincent Hallmark) However, because he's such a wonderful, adorable dork, he finds a home for himself easily and survives.
- After years of separation, Ataya spots Vincent and finally remembers who he is. Vincent, who was like a father to him, takes him home and fawns over him. Ataya promptly forgets everything, again, but figures that this strange striped God is his friend and bakes him brownies instead of fleeing. Vincent is beyond thankful for this. (Because he'd missed his little prodigy all these years and couldn't bear to lose him again)

Present ideas:

- Ataya wants to open a bakery with someone, but he isn't sure who.
- Finding a lover who can deal with his amnesia, clumsiness, and narcolepsy. |D
- Adorable children of adorableness? (This is all I've got for now)

So, after some deliberation and discussion with my man (the one who helped me to come up with this design uvu), we've decided that our winner would be Lexi_Perplexi! Thank you all for entering!