"You've just received your paperwork to have the child. The child approaches you, looking very sad, but eager for something. Tugging on your clothes a little, they seem to want something. But what could it be? What item of yours do you give them? You choose an item and hand it to the child. It hugs the item and smiles as a light envelopes the child. When the light subsides, the child seems fine, but the item is gone."
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Seth Lindenburgh was pretty sure he was doing exactly what he was supposed to do. He'd woken up on time, put on some semi-clean clothes, and bought himself breakfast at a local store before driving to the sanctuary. That alone was more than what he was usually accustomed to doing in the morning. It was an accomplishment, in his opinion.
"Alright, so, that's all of it?" He asked, looking to the woman seated across from him. She'd introduced herself as Nova and wasn't something he was very used to seeing. But, being a man of his sort, he supposed a lot of things weren't very common sights to him.
He watched her carefully until she nodded and leaned back in his chair, content that all of the forms had finally been filled out. Now, where was this kid he was supposed to take home? Or, rather, two kids. Only one was prepared to go home today, at least that's what they had told him, the other one would be ready tomorrow. He gave a yawn before looking to the side as the child was lead in and couldn't help but frown at how dismal they looked. Seriously? They were being adopted. Why were they so sad?
"Hey kiddo! I'm your new dad!" He chimed, moving the chair so he could face them. "What's with the long face? You worried about something?"
The child looked over slowly and blinked, before they approached him with a pleading gaze. Seth, though concerned, looked to Nova awkwardly.
"Do you not feed the kids here or something? He's practically colorless!" He barked, shaking his head. He looked to the boy in front of him again before diving into his bag and pulling out an extra breakfast burrito from the shop he'd visited before. "Here, honey, food. Eat this and I'll get you more later."
He continued rummaging in his bag after the child took the burrito and only raised his head when a bright light flashed in front of him. His first instinct was to look at Nova in case she was messing with him before looking to the now smiling boy. ... That kid couldn't have eaten that burrito that fast, right? Even the foil was gone...
"... Okaaaay, let's go!" He exclaimed, hopping up from his seat and practically dragging the boy along with him. "I'll be back same time tomorrow for the other kid as promised! Good-bye for now!"
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Newbie Raffle- SemiC, 1race, norare
Owner: Melomar Name: Cullo Gender: male Stage: child Temperament: driven, generous, fluid/adaptable Species: Fae Masculine or Feminine: masculine Item Given:hill censer (incense burner) Color & Basic Markings: - peacock butterfly wings - hair color like the underside (dark side) of wings; messy? Eye Color: blue (see butterfly pictures) Facial Expression: Wide-eyed and curious Extra Edits: - would it be possible to make the ears slightly resemble the wings in shape? Perhaps this is more noticeable as he grows.
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Bribe Customs
As a note, nothing is set in stone. If you get inspired to change something, I'm definitely open to it.
Mandatory Info Username: Melomar Name: Firnriel Starting Stage: toddler Item: Love Letter (never sent) Race(s): Ghost + Fallen Masculine/Feminine/Androgynous: Androgynous, but female
-OPTIONAL- Description Eyes: Dull, black, maybe a little large for her face Hair: Dull brown, Short-ish style, uneven style and messy Skin Color: - "dark circles" under her eyes - she looks sleepless or ill - skin has a dead or sickly pallor - some transparency to skin, perhaps it moves around, or perhaps it stays in certain places, like extremities (hands, feet) Clothes: hand-me-down clothing that does not fit her - sun dress or overalls dress, or similar - maybe a smock? (long shirt with long-sleeves) - if her sleeves are "long" please make them look too short - baggy pants (yes, a dress and pants) with patched knee, rolled up at the ankles - barefoot; shoes? who can afford/keep up with growing kids?! Body Language: strong stance with firmly planted feet, but slumped shoulders, hanging head (subservient, or tired-looking) Extra Features: - permanently smudged fingers, maybe? As if smudged with ink (and as she grows it goes up her arm) - wings... maybe downy tufts at her shoulders? ("baby bird" wings) stained or dirty-looking Color Palette: - this palette actually fits her theme quite well, and I think I will use the lyrics in her journal. References: (if you have any) [x] - love letter [x] - dark circles and pallor [x] - hair [x] - facial expression
Extra Stuff Tell me about your Meta: see below Tell me about their parents:
for both~
Her parent is a half-elf who lives on the fringes of society because she never felt "a part" of either human or elf life. In this she felt that she and Metas had something important in common. She bestowed upon them elven names to share in her heritage. Her own name is Hisime, Quenya (Tolkien elvish) for November, the month she was born. She wrestles constantly with her sense of Order against her desolate feeling of the outsider. What rules truly affect her? Thus, she often makes mistakes, sometimes big ones. In some ways she is not good choice to raise kids-- or will they teach each other, and grow together? Many of her choices throughout the kids' growth will affect them greatly, and many of the kids' choices will be reflections of the parents' mistakes in raising and teaching them.
The ghost-fallen girl is named Firnriel, Sindarin (Tolkein elvish) for "dead crown." Hisime, to put it bluntly, neglects Firnriel. She treats the children as sidekicks or minions in her schemes, but Firnriel's translation of certain actions and words, are that as a girl she is smaller, weaker, and less intelligent than the boys. Never mind that she is the youngest of the three children and therefore behind with respect to growth. If left alone with this woman, she probably would close herself off from everyone, a withered, desolate waif. Good thing they live at the sanctuary.
My vision for her in the future is that she quickly becomes a scavenger, learns to sew her own cute fashions, take care of herself. She doesn't want to depend on people. The Love Letter was written by her parent but never sent to the would-be lover. Over time it was a nostalgic and bitter thing, worn and tattered over time, finally forgotten. Firnriel finding it was never intended. It expresses feelings in Hisime that Firnriel has never seen Hisime display. They are alien and inspire emotions she does not understand. She is not sure she likes those feelings. As time passes she becomes dark and twisted, with a warped sense of humor and a belief that everyone are liars. She might grow to like stories like Alice in Wonderland. Her powers will alter perception as she walks on walls and phases through them. I think she will affect emotion as well. She may achieve this through the written word or something else linking back to the Love Letter. If through the written word, it would have to be exact and easily understood, as people read something and picture it in their minds. If she is ambiguous the results will be unpredictable. Once the picture is fixed in the person's mind, it will become "real" perhaps as an illusion or an actual change in the space around them. I will have to research the guild and lore a lot more before deciding on her abilities. Any feedback from you is highly appreciated!
And... I am hoping that she will meet someone(s) that will show her that the words inspired by love are not just words and lies! They can be good and pure and enjoyable, not confusing or even nightmarish. I guess we'll have to see.
Another Mandatory Item Bribe Offer: 2 bil
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Mandatory Info Username: MidnightSpirit Starting Stage: Adult Item: Glowing cat ornament on a sash/blindfold: reference: http://www.treeoflifependants.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/glow-in-the-dark4b.jpg instead of a tree, a winged cat(in black) pawing at the moon, with cat-like slit eyes inset with the same glowing stone. It hanging 1/3 of the way on a black silk-like sash/blindfold from a short chain that is looped through a metal in the sash, so when tied it will hang near the knot. Race(s): Angel(archangel)/Shadow Hybrid Masculine/Feminine/Androgynous: Masculine leaning toward androgynous ((...in short, could probably pass as a pretty girl if put in a dress ::cough: ))
-OPTIONAL- Description Eyes: very light sky blue Hair: White with a tint of blue, long straight (shoulder to past shoulder) Skin Color: pale? Clothes:
Body Language: Thoughtful or dangerous(quiet) Extra Features: Glowing cat like eyes, 3 feathers on either side growing from his temple. cat ears and tail ? Color Palette: : Black, dark blue, sky blue, white, References: (if you have any)
Extra Stuff Tell me about your Meta: Observant and intelligent with a hint of a stubborn streak. He also has a bit of charisma paired with a mischievous/playful quality in many of the things he does. He would be the person who would happily tell you what makes him suspicious of someone/thing while -attempting- to do a handstand at the same time unless it is very serious.
Tell me about their parents: (I think this fits here? x.x if I get him it would be something I would be asking about as well x.x since I am going off assumptions from what I read. Also npc parents x.x)
Was raised with his shadow meta parent who may have been hired as security for a human/company despite the stigma of other humans.
Another Madatory Item Bribe Offer:
4b gold
Mischievous Oni Kai Chuchip's Blessing Coy Shusui Raphael's Bloody Wings Cybele's Lace Apotropaic Magic Enticing Spice Astra: Malevolent Mask The Tyrannical Duke of Lalune Sweet Spring Hopper baby, oni-ly you spiritual lady
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Hybrid Auction- Rare Races (No Ultras)
Is this a Full Custom or Auto Rare? both? o.o Owner: MidnightSpirit Name: Tri Gender: Male Stage: Adult Temperament: Silent, calm, stern, tactical, hard to anger, protective. Species: Angel/Shadow Masculine or Feminine: Masculine with a slight lean to feminine Item Given: Snowglobe: a background picture shows a cloudy black and grey night sky over a city. In the middle a clear colored plastic lightning bolt sits over the embedded casing of a white LCD light while silver glitter floats downward imitating rain. The glass globe is attached to a black and blue base etched with trees, some type of large feline near some rocks and a bird . The only sign of its age is the worn areas of the etching and the painted letters that were almost gone welcoming people to some long forgotten place.
