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1st set of names: Appease - Abandoned! Begrudge - Probably will abandon soon. Insurgent - Rehomed! Turn - Rehomed! Please tell me why you are interested. Longer apps are fine but not required.
2nd set: Discern - Keeping for now... Discrepant - Abandoned. Correct I have decided to keep Correct for now. Convince me. (In other words, apps are required and I reserve the right to change my mind.)
The deadline is Sunday August 9th at noon. [sub]There is a small chance that I may be putting a second round of names UFA sometime during the week or recycling the topic.[/sub]
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[edit] 8/11/20 - Could you please lock this topic? Thanks!
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I would Love to get Turn, love the name and have an idea for him
the last thing I remember was I was in my kennel at the pound. I got lost form my home. it was a cat, I saw it and was about to go back to my yard when it ran. and well...here I was waiting for someone to adopt me or what I hoped was for my family to find me. but they never did, and here I was waiting once more till the pound came to life. barking and whatnot a man walked in the back with someone how worked here I got up and wagged my tail he stops at my kennel, my tail wags even more as I sit down and wait for him to pet me or tell me to do a trick. I AM a good boy and was trained well. he smiles at me and runs me throw some trick most I know some I do not and few he asked me funny. I did my best and he smiled even more asked to take me on a walk to this I stood up. an hour later I was jumping into the back of his van and we were on our way home. his home was very odd, a huge building and it smelled very bad....like no smell at all, but it was a strong smell at the same time. he toke me in and put me in a new very clean kennel....I don't get it, this place looks like the pound just very white and even cleaner the that. it was a week or so till I saw my new owner I wagged my tail and he pulled me out and toke me down the hall. into a very bright room with a table in the middle. he picked me up put me on the table, gave me a shot and I fell asleep...when I awoke my head was killing me I got up and walked over to get a drink, thank God I had water. I lapped it up and looked out my kennel door as best I could, I saw a sign and could....Read it! the door he toke me back throw was a door this morning, but now I could read the Sign on the door...Operating Theater 3 I blinked and walked over to my water once more and looked in to see the side of my head shaved and some wires sticking out of the side of my head...this was no home...this was a lab....or Hell as I would soon come to call it....
I would turn him into a Steamwork Telenine and he would go with my friends pet Stopwatch, I am a month away from being here for 12 years and plain on staying for as many years as the site is here thank you for letting me try to adopt him and good luck with the rest
Sergeon, Touya, Knick-Knack don't have Overlays
the last thing I remember was I was in my kennel at the pound. I got lost form my home. it was a cat, I saw it and was about to go back to my yard when it ran. and well...here I was waiting for someone to adopt me or what I hoped was for my family to find me. but they never did, and here I was waiting once more till the pound came to life. barking and whatnot a man walked in the back with someone how worked here I got up and wagged my tail he stops at my kennel, my tail wags even more as I sit down and wait for him to pet me or tell me to do a trick. I AM a good boy and was trained well. he smiles at me and runs me throw some trick most I know some I do not and few he asked me funny. I did my best and he smiled even more asked to take me on a walk to this I stood up. an hour later I was jumping into the back of his van and we were on our way home. his home was very odd, a huge building and it smelled very bad....like no smell at all, but it was a strong smell at the same time. he toke me in and put me in a new very clean kennel....I don't get it, this place looks like the pound just very white and even cleaner the that. it was a week or so till I saw my new owner I wagged my tail and he pulled me out and toke me down the hall. into a very bright room with a table in the middle. he picked me up put me on the table, gave me a shot and I fell asleep...when I awoke my head was killing me I got up and walked over to get a drink, thank God I had water. I lapped it up and looked out my kennel door as best I could, I saw a sign and could....Read it! the door he toke me back throw was a door this morning, but now I could read the Sign on the door...Operating Theater 3 I blinked and walked over to my water once more and looked in to see the side of my head shaved and some wires sticking out of the side of my head...this was no home...this was a lab....or Hell as I would soon come to call it....
I would turn him into a Steamwork Telenine and he would go with my friends pet Stopwatch, I am a month away from being here for 12 years and plain on staying for as many years as the site is here thank you for letting me try to adopt him and good luck with the rest
Sergeon, Touya, Knick-Knack don't have Overlays
I was going to wait to apply in order to think calmly and rationally about this decision before chaotically upending all my pet plans, but now it's all I can think about, so I want to get it all out.
Before I forget to say, this is an application for Turn.
Here be words
My plans involve Turn being everything my other pets aren't.
My other pets exclusively have October birthdays. Turn has a March one. (And his birthdate has a direct role in the story.) My other pets are all female. Turn will remain male. Most of my other pets don't have legacy names. Turn will probably keep his, just so that's one more way he's different from them. My other pets are from one universe. Turn is from a bubble universe that is attached to theirs.
In Turn's universe, pi does not equal 3.14159. Turn's pi equals 3.1919 (and then a bunch of other numbers no one ever remembers, because irrational numbers do be like that). Inside Turn's universe, this change doesn't mean anything; no one in that little bubble universe notices that pi is off because it is normal to them.
Well, something happens (likely caused by The Librarian, a pet I haven't created yet but who is behind many of my pets' existences) that yeets Turn out of his bubble universe and into the regular one. (This will also likely be the same catalyst that turns Rien into a ghost. She's not actually dead - she's just kind of stuck between the two universes. If you've ever seen Warehouse 13 or certain Doctor Who episodes, you'd probably get what I'm talking about.)
In the regular universe, Turn is out of whack because certain things are just slightly different from his universe, such as pi being 3.14159 instead of 3.1919, and it reacts on his body in certain ways. For example, he cannot do a 360 degree turn. He always goes slightly beyond that. He can fly, but he ends up flying in spirals as a result. Also, his head is top-heavy, making him often end up upside down looking up at people.
But he's a good-spirited lad and takes it all in stride. The inhabitants of the regular universe find him charming and funny. Still, all he wants is to get back home (kinda like Dorothy), and his story will be about his attempts to do so and the friends he makes along the way.
One of these friends will be Limn, an artist. Limn is one of the few people who can clearly see Rien in her predicament, and she helps Turn to realize that what happened to him and what happened to Rien are related. She is deaf, and though they miraculously speak the same language, she has a hard time reading his lips because of his constant topsy-turviness. So he and Limn develop their own method of communication, and probably fall in love.
The look that suits him perfectly is a Chibi Experiment :
I usually train and read to all my pets, but to keep with the "Turn is different" theme, I'm going to try and cultivate his stats to spell out the first six digits of actual pi (not bubble universe pi) using leeches from the battle shop. So his stats will be: Level - 3 Strength - 1 Defense - 4 Speed - 1 Health - 5 Intelligence - 9
BTW, when I was considering this idea, I did some research on pi and what would happen if it was a different number. I'm not a mathematics person myself, so I don't really know. The concensus I found is both that it's literally not possible, and if it was possible, it would have some really weird affects on reality. Idc about the math reality. This is science math fiction, dagnabit.
Here be more words
Limn, and her twin sister, Legend, witnessed Turn's arrival into their world. As the official keepers of history, the drawer and the writer, respectively, they recorded the event in the Chronicles. You can read it below. (It's still pretty early on for both of them, so be gentle with their rough and developing skills!)
March the Nineteenth, in the Year of the Snozzberries
Limn and I witnessed a most marvelous event today. It started out as just an ordinary afternoon: a clear sky, birds singing in the trees, kithowallows scampering among the fields. We had ventured out beyond the stiflingly hot Library to rest and take in a light breeze. And then, out of nowhere, a flash nearly blinded us. It had come from the sky - not in the direction of the sun, but the opposite, toward the West. As soon as it came it vanished, but it took us a moment or two to regain our full sight.
Limn, as always, recovered first. As I sat their rapidly blinking and willing color to return to the bleached grass under my feet, she started shaking my shoulder insistently. I glanced up and saw she was pointing at the sky, from whence the bright flash had come. I did not see anything at first, but then there it was: a dark, almost purplish flurry of feathers and something else. It came closer at a rapid pace. The air around it seemed different somehow, as if it somehow shimmered. The creature did not fly like any birds we were familiar with, nor for that matter did it look much like a bird. I did not catch its full features but even with my poor eyes I saw only one leg and a strangely intelligent face. And always that haze, that almost-blur, surrounding it so that I felt that even as it drew nearer, I had to squint all the more to understand what I was seeing.
It crashed into the thicket near our picnic, and we immediately rushed in to see where it had gone. But try as we might to locate it, it appeared to have simply vanished. Limn pointed out the tree branches that had broken and slowed its fall, but on the ground there was no indication it had landed. We looked for hours. When it grew dark, we decided to go inside. We will try to find it again tomorrow.
Limn has drawn a rough sketch of what she saw in the sky.
Anyway, thanks for taking the time to look at my application and have a pleasant day! :D
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