News
Search Options ►Win a LBP!
Pets
Lesser Breeding Pendant
You might have noticed that your silver paws amount now links to the SP Shop. By Friday it should be fully functional and all contests will be awarded with SP. To celebrate the coming of the SP Shop, I'm giving away an LBP. LBPs are re-usable LBCs that allow you to breed two pets of the same species every month.
To enter this contest, please post about two pets that are mated (either both yours, or one is yours and one is a friend's) and how they met!
This will end on Wednesday at midnight.
Posted by Jack
(#1) on Tue Jan 12, 2010 11:21am
- Pesh
(#166)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(6) Lodon suddenly felt guilty, an emotion he hadn't experienced since his parents deaths, which he blamed foolishly on himself. He was young and irrational, and his world was confused, but on this beach, this girl made sense. He invited her to walk on the beach with him, and she stared at him, a confused look passed over her face. "Doooo, yooouuu, wwaaaannntt, tooo, waaalllkkk, wiiitthh, meeee" he said slowly, a childish way of trying to clarify a question, but a successful one. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth and she laughed a little. She was entirely confused about why the crazy guy who had just yelled at her was now asking her to go on a walk, but strangely she didn't mind. Out of her whole world, he was the only thing that made sense.
- hamster
(#1094)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
They don't have babies yet, but I was definitely going to breed these two to make green-stitch-zombie-toy babies.
Sali and Stitches were created by the mastermind Kaz himself. Toys, plushes... but with a mind of their own. Just for fun, they were created so that they would only become alive at night, wreaking havoc on the unfortunate children who had them.
(1)
- hamster
(#1094)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
But the two toys soon became smarter then that. They fell into the hands of a boy, too old to play with toys. The boy abused the poor plushies, leaving them out in the rain, stuffing them under his bed and out of sight. He even let his pets chew on them!
Stitches was scared, thinking she was going to live her life like this. She was a "toy", but she knew there was something better for her out there. One night, her and Sali tried to escape, but the boy woke up and found them. Frightened, he tried to destroy Stitches. Sali, thinking quickly, went after the boy and ended up killing him to save her friend and love.
Now, fabric stained red, she will never look like the innocent toy she began as. But her and Stitches now live on, waiting for the next unfortunate child.
- Pesh
(#166)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(7) Mishka politely declined, saying she had to return home, although she really would love to walk with him sometimes. It was dusk now, and the world was dim and romantic. "Where do you live? Can I give you a ride?" Lodon asked, smiling at her with his dazzling white teeth, almost blinding against his tan skin. "New York, New York" Mishka replied with a smile, trying to hide her disappointment of having to leave him. "What a coincidence", he said in a play-seductive voice "I live there too." He led Mishka to his Jeep and opened the passenger door for her. He swung around to his side and got into his seat and began backing out. For now, he was happy, the first time in his life he was happy returning to the city. The anger would be back tomorrow, and having Mishka near him would make things risky and dangerous, but he had a feeling she wouldn't mind. Lonesomeness is like a disease, but it only takes one to cure it. He turned to her "My names Lodon by the way. What's yours?" "Mishka"
- Balubuns & Kuracakes
(#484)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
Seedy opium den. 3AM. The filth-encrusted hovel is roughly the colour and texture of dried blood, with a little bit of tired ocher on the floor where mouldy straw has been strewn about to soak up the fluids seeping off every surface. The threadbare sack of fur and bones sitting at the bar is a garish orange, like rotting fruit, and her blood-caked nostrils indicate she's already been there for a while. It would normally be an odd sight to see a Chiro whuffling evil-looking snuff off a phoetid table, she was a regular and the other inhabitants of the den had long got used to her. What was more unusual was the second set of cavernous ears to pass under the low doorway. He was considerably shorter than Yhosafat, at least three feet below her chin, but she did him the decency of spitting a noxious gobbet of sputum at him. He responded in kind by kicking the stool out from under her and biting her elbow. TROO LUV.
Yhosafat x Hierjhet forevahs.
- Tsuyu & Sia ToT
(#774)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
These two have never been bred before, however, they are based off of two characters I've had for a long time. Maia: https://www.aywas.com/#pet-id:77963 and https://www.aywas.com/#pet-id:83810 . If I get a pendant, they will certainly be the first the be bred.
Perhaps a little background. Maia is a ronin girl with high hopes of being accepted into a higher clan. This is difficult for Ronin, for they are considered barely higher then peasants.
Shiro is a Crane Clan Samurai. He is a young samurai, new to his sword and now considered an adult.
It is on his journeys to learn things that the two first met. (cont)
- Tsuyu & Sia ToT
(#774)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
He meets her on his travels through some of the smaller villages near to where he grew up. At first, he thought she was just a dirty girl, disgusting, but pitiable. However, it was through her determination to protect this lowly little town from bandits that made him consider. See, while he was a samurai and he did know his way around a blade, he was not trained to be a true fighter, but rather, a courtier. He needed a yojimbo. So, he took her, cleaned her up and made her his yojimbo with the promise that she might impress someone far more important then him and become a member of the clan. (cont)
- Tsuyu & Sia ToT
(#774)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
Now that she was his yojimbo, they traveled together always and she did her job in protecting him from whatever things came up. During this they grew closer and one, consumated a love that should never have been. This love had to be kept a secret for if anyone found out, well, she would be executed for being a ronin and he would have they option of seppeku. So, though they loved one another, they could never let it be known. At least not until she becomes a part of his clan. As of right now...they are still trying to overcome this trial...
*hopes this is good* I love these two characters, for they are pair and opposite of two that I will be making customs out of later...
- Nyx & Ama
(#659)
-
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
Daq #16390 and Polanco #10005 and Loki(I don't have a Melo for him yet.) Technically not a couple, but a Threesome. The three really are all together.
The young Pink Poison Melo looks up at you when you come in. He waves before retuning to his cooking. It comes to mind should this boy really be cooking, he looks young, maybe he shouldn't even be allowed near a stove. The boy, though, is a young man, his exact age not known. He would have greeted you properly but you see, he can't speak. Now don't be mistaken, there is nothing wrong with his ears, or his mind for that matter. He was just born a mute.
Posted on: Wed Dec 31, 1969 6:00pm
(5) In that moment she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She was so fragile, so breakable underneath her offended snarling. Something had caused her to snap, just like he had, and the thought bothered him. What could be wrong with this girls life? How could she know his suffering? He studied her and noticed she was trembling a little, not from fear, but it looked like from the use of some kind of drug. Her eyes were a little bloodshot, and her face looked thin and hollow. Everything about her, from her head to her toes read plainly in that moment: drug addict. "I don't know what your problem is, and I don't want to know, I have my own problems" she said quietly, much more reserved and probably closer to her true nature.