[Freezair]

See this girl? She's a random. She has rings and Akita. And at this point in time, she has no name, no backstory, and no personality.

Kinda sad, huh?

Well, my dear Evelonian friends, this obviously will not do! Thus, I'm holding a mini-contest!! That's right! It's up to YOU, my dear Evelonians, to help me figure out a name and story for this girl!

-Rules & Guidelines-

1. First and most important: Absolutely no plagiarism WHATSOEVER! If you do it, I WILL find out, and you will be BANNED from any contest I may have in the future! Look, I know you're all smarter than plagiarism--so don't do it! OK?

2. Your entry for this contest must consist of (at minimum):
-A first name (Last name optional; I'll give her one if the winning entry doesn't have one)
-A personality description (It can be as short as a few words or as long as you like)
-A backstory description (Again, as long or as short as you like)

You may also include, if you like:
-Art of her human or anthropomorphic form, should you choose to give her one
-A short story about her

3. I will choose 2 winners of the contest: A first place winner and a second place winner. I'll probably end up incorporating elements of both into my final design for her. For information on what I'm giving out as prizes, see below.

-First Place-
-Two pets of your choice from my Selling Pen
-30 KS
-A breeding of your choice between any one of my Lucain or Kuhna and any one of your Lucain or Kuhna; if we get 1 or 2 pups/kits, you get both of them; if we get 3-5, you get your pick of all but one of them. You may also request that I self-breed any two of my Lucain together so long as they're not related. This includes all of my reserved pets except for Rosie; I don't own her lifemate, so, you know. The same rules apply: You can pick any of the pups you like, but if I get 3 or more, I would like to keep maybe one.

-Second Place-
-A pet of your choice from my Selling Pen
-20 KS

4. This contest will end on July 18th.

Now, a few hints on how to wow me:

-Generally, I prefer "real" names to "made-up" ones. You can try made-up names, but be warned that I can be very picky. XD If they're obviously made-up and don't "sound" real enough, I probably won't bite. http://www.behindthename.com has lots of great names in it! Plain, exotic--that I don't really care about that. Also, if you pick a random word from a foreign language for a name, I will just look at you, say "Backyard Bottomslash," and walk away. XP

-Personality? Anything's fine, but I don't like characters who are overly emo or overly perky. Even out the angst and the hyper, yes?

-As for her backstory, I already know a few things about her. If you work these into your backstory or history for her, you will be FAR more likely to win.

* She's in her 30's, thereabouts. How old you make her in this range is up to you.

* She's an ex-showgirl who used to live in Lambastia.

That's all I know thus far. Why'd she quit being a showgirl? Where does she live now? What's she up to? That's up to you!

-I like unique things! If your story for her involves something really common in Evelon, you'll probably be less likely to win. If you pull out something weird--and do it convincingly--you'll really impress me!

-You can work my other pets into the story if you like. If you go to my journal, you can read mini write-ups of several of my characters, and you can ask for info on any of them that you like. (Just PM me.) You don't have to, though.

So, erm... Get going, and good luck!

[endermage]

OMG Endy Enters Contest!

Name: Jean Sawyer

Personality: Charismatic, joyful, but troubled. Jean wants to make other people happy more than anything else. She is well studied in the nature of magic and curses, being cursed herself. Jean can be quite sour and stubborn when it comes to people  not understanding that she isn't a bubble headed beauty queen. She does love shopping, makeup, and jewelry but she also enjoys writing dark beat poetry and going to small, local art museums.

Backstory: Jean loved her job more than anything she had ever done. She loved to sing, dance, and act occasionally. There was only one thing she loved more than the life of a showgirl. That love was of her manager, Kieth Derringer. She adored him, and he slowly fell in love with her as well.

Unfortunately there was someone who also loved Kieth, Jean's lifelong rival, Stacy Mignon. Stacy confronted Jean and told her if she didn't leave Kieth, they would both suffer. Jean responded by saying that nothing could be worse than being without Kieth. Unknown to Jean, Stacy's Mother, obsessed with Stacy becoming the top performer at the show, had a slight knowledge of magic.

Stacy's Mother used her magic to curse Jean during the end of a show. When Jean went to hug Kieth after the show was over there was a bright light and Kieth turned into a pineapple. Stacy's Mother walked over to the poor girl weeping over her pineapple of a lover and said that from this point whenever Jean touched anyone she cared about they would turn into fruit. Then Stacy came from behind her Mother , ripped the pineapple from Jean's hands and smashed it on the ground.

Accused of Kieth's disappearance Jean was forced to leave her job and town. Jean now searches the world for a cure for the curse and a way to punish Stacy and her horrible Mother.

[Somorofox]

Name: Althea Rey
Personality: Nervous, jittery, unsure, untrusting
Backstory: Althea used to rule the show circuit. A natural at acting, she was acting on stage before most people even began dreaming about being a celebrity. She lived in luxury, and surprisingly, there where no scandals or anything until she had done several years of acting. But, when the bad news hit her, it hit her hard. Accused of a ridiculous act (of your choosing), which she's pretty sure she didn't do, but she's becoming less sure every day, and with no way to clear her name, she literally ran from the show business. She left Lambasta, where her acts where based and made for Barakka, where she is currently residing in the Slums. Not what she's used to, but at least she's safe from the paparazzi there. She doesn't trust anyone, in the fear that they report her location to the paparazzi and she'd be forced to run again. Her untrusting demeanor is not helped by the fact she is constantly tormented by "What if?"s and she's barely sure of herself at this point.
*Pokes entry* I'm quite happy with it. I could come up with something that she was accused of, but I figured you might like control over that so nothing dumb shows up. XD Something might show up there by the end of the contest if I decide on something. Who knows?

[Fallen_Snow]

Name: Cassidy- will sometimes go by Cass(means curly haired) Lokket(Eh, maybe I should leave you to the last names... XP)
Personality: She's bright and open, but also she has a bit of an uncontrolable temper. She loves to find out things, loves to learn. But her anger issues sometimes keep her away from actually learning. She can be a bit bitter sometimes too, because leaving Ireland was hard for her and when that memory is brought up she'll try to close you out.
Description for Human Form: She has reddish brown curly hair, and pale freckled skin. She's also a bit shorter than most, but is of a light build.
Backstory: She enjoyed Ireland. She loved Ireland. She was Ireland. And now she was leaving her homeland! She watched the Emerald Isles sink behind the sea-green waves, a tear sliding slowly down her cheek. Hopefully migrating to Evelon would give her a better life. But Ireland... she sighed. It was always so hard to move. It had been her hardest decision yet, but it had to be done. She would've suffered in Ireland, she wasn't making enough just preforming clumsy irish dancing at the local pubs. It wasn't right for a bright 19-year-old. She pulled her coat closer to her and rested her hand over her sidebag. In a few hours, she would be in a thriving new world, full of great and open and willing people.

****

The boat slowly came to a stop next to a large dock in Jawan. She was one of the last ones to step off, and she wiggled a bit, trying to get used to the feeling of not being on a boat any more. Her land legs came quickly and she was soon making her way all the way to the Lambastia. She found that she could work as a showgirl there, as there were a few clubs that she could dance at, but all of them kicked her out after a while. She wasn't good enough for their standards. So, after two months in Evelon, she found her way to the Advertisement Board in the middle of Evelon. Looking the many colorful flyers over, she found one that was promising. It seemed that a helper was needed. She could do that. She asked around to get directed to the house and then was on her way, smiling.

****

Kane opened the door, his large smile making Cassidy feel a bit less nervous. "Well, hi! Welcum to Kandy by Kane! Ah'm Kane Peppermint, and you'll meet mah other fam'ly in the house." he said, his voice thick with a charming accent that made Cassidy smile. He let her in, and right as she stepped through the door she was greeted by a pretty short haired female. "Why hey thar!" Rosie said, smiling. "Ah'm Rosie Peppermint, Kane's daughter." she said loudly, shaking Cassidy's hand. Cassidy smiled back at her and said, "I'm Cassidy."

Kane led her into a sitting room, where she was greeted by a green lucain and pale lucain with teal Dweller. "And these two here are Jade Fury and Peaches. Peaches is mah son." Rosie said, patting Peaches' back. Cassidy nodded to both of them, adding her smile. Kane motioned for her to sit while he and Rosie sat on a couch across from her. "So, let's here wat yer here for!" Kane said loudly in his enjoyable accent. Cassidy smiled at him and began. "Well, I came here to Evelon to find a job, and your offer sounds promising. While I'm not very educated in much else than dancing, cleaning and your basic skills you learn in school, I can do other things that I don't know, because I'm a quick learner. And I don't take up much room, and once I have the money I'll buy my own house, and I won't get in the way and-"
Kane laughed, cutting her off. "Weall, that's all good and well, miss, but thar'll be no need fer that. You kin live here as long as ya want. We won't mind at all." Kane said happily, standing up. "Well, I guess that'll conclude our little interview. Your room is upstairs, Peaches'll lead ya. Peaches!" The male lucain quickly slid into his humanoid form, which didn't look much happier than his lucain form. "Come with me, ya'll- I MEAN YOU!" he growled. Cassidy smiled, trying not laugh. She knew that she would enjoy living here.

And now she has lived at Kane's place for over twelve years, and has enjoyed every minute of it. She helps Jade and Rosie with the mechanics, and also likes to help Kane with his candy making. She also discusses with Peaches the best way to clean things. She loves the Peppermints and Jade to death, and wouldn't be the woman she is now without them.

((Sorry about the whole accent thing. *couldn't decide where to make it accent-y* You might want to edit it if the accent isn't what you would like. THERE! Finally finished it. I kept missing things in my story. I knew I would over look something when I was writing it. XP Sorry bout that. Finally all nice, neat and edited. o3o))

[Audra]

<sup>Name:
Aisling (Irish; feminine; pronounced ASH-ling; Means "dream" or "vision" in Irish Gaelic. This name was created in the 20th century)

Personality:
(Back then) Outgoing, Happy, Displayed Vanity, Carefree, a little Unsure
(Now) Very proper, pre-cautious, plans ahead, and acts professional/mature

Background/Story:
She never wanted to be just a showgirl. No. She knew she could be much more than that. A star. It never occured to her that she'd need to be persistent and practise and make herself known. Things don't come that easily.
Some less and less people came to each event. 'Is it my acting? What am I doing wrong?' she thought. 33-year-old Aisling would soon realize that it wasn't her that was the problem. Since she'd meet with people, trekking all over Lambastia, one day she met a young girl in the Roraldi Forest. It was a disguised little elf in ragged clothing, but wore a strange blue tiara on her head.
'Who are you?,' she had asked the Lucain.
'Aisling, a showgirl. I'm looking for someone by the name of Avari..Do you know someone with that name, by any chance?'
'Yes. I can tell you where to find her. She leaves here in the Rotaldi Forest. I'm Avari's messenger, and she told me you were very troubled...Why?'
'Oh, I just can't seem to understand it...Nobody comes to see me perform anymore. I make myself look nicely and I'm kind and...usually..remember what I'm supposed to do, but, I mean, isn't that enough?'
'Hmm, I don't know. Perhaps you should find out for yourself. But one thing I do know is that Avari can help you. She told me to repeat these exact words to you: If Aisling wishes to see me, Avari of the Roraldi Forest, I want to see her perform something new that she's NEVER done before. Aisling must go to the Sekudui Farmlands, searching for golden seeds. Then, doing so, she must eat the after visiting me. The truth will then find her, and my business will be done..'
Aisling was intriguied, but a little unsure, for that was a lot to take in.
'How do I know you aren't lying, child?'
'You can't know, but, if I were you, I'd still take a chance. You're career depends on it, and there aren't to many other options. Give it a try.'
'All right. Though, you have to come with me, so I know you're not playing any tricks.'
'Sure. By the way, I'm Cale.'
'Cale? OK.......Wait! Gosh, I must be loosing my mind. I need to consider things more...Cale, Sekudui Farmlands is beyond Lambastia...'
'Yes, so?'
'What you mean 'so'?! I can't leave Lambastia! It's my home!'
'Don't worry. It's not like you're moving or anything. Just a short trip to achieve success as a showgirl.'
'Um, OK, I guess so.'

So Cale and Aisling went to Sekudui Farmlands and found only 1 golden seed. A few rooskens got to the others before them.
They came back, and Cale lead them both to Avari.
'Are you sure she'll want to see me?'
'Mhm.' The eventually found her by one of the hotsprings.
'Ah, Aisling, good to see you. You have what I requested, I presume?' Avari asked.
Aisling nodded.
'Good, now eat them.'
Aisling let the seed rest on her tongue. She practically choked, as it seemed to enlarge and it tasted like dirt. She kept it in a pouch in her cheek.
Avari then said,'You ate it?'
Aisling nodded again, lying. Cale looked at her strange.
Avari said,'Well then, thank you. It was quite a show. I've set a path for you to follow that will lead you to victory.' Avari then turned away, but still seemed to be talking to her. 'If you lie, I guess I have to lie, too.'

In the end, Aisling spit out the seed, lost her job, and never saw Avari again. Months passed. Then, two years later, 35-year-old Aisling met a girl who looked just like Cale, but in capris & a tee shirt. The girl said,'Practise makes perfect, and those who obey and take chances will go far in life...'

Human Form: Working on that...</sup>

[Freezair]

Endy, it's ironic that you should choose the name Sawyer, since I almost considered linking to the song "Tell Me Lies" from Cats Don't Dance, sung by... Sawyer.

But I decided not to bind anyone to that sort of thing. XD Keep 'em comin', everyone! Great stuff so far!

[Toon-Souseiseki]

Entering!  I know alot of female names!  And I'll edit this place with the background story.

Name: Scarlet (means showgirl in modern English)
Personality:Scarlet is an ex-showgirl.  Why?  Well, I'll get to that.  She's sweet, inocent, and a charming woman to follow.  When it comes to talking Brodway, she doesn't say anything.  If you ask politaly, a little bit of a story comes out to her sences.  
story:  Will have in a minute or three.

[Kelica]

o3o; *loves these kinds of contests*

Name: Adelaide (Known as Ada)
Personality: Ada is a veeeerrrrrryyyyyy hard person to figure out. She's a bit quiet when you meet her first, but only then. The second time around, she'll be a bit more open, but still kinda stiff and awkward. Underneath her awkward exterior, she's a very ladylike individual. She has a bit of a caring nature, but not so much that it shows often. She gradually gets more open with people as she sees and chats with them more often, showing more of her true nature. She will always, however, keep her emotions hidden. She feels them a private thing, and her issues something she alone must do. She will very constantly have to deny help from a caring individual when she is having troubles, simply because she feels she can handle everything herself.
Background: Ada honestly never wanted to grow up. She's not very childish now, but in her childhood, she had many harsh truths thrust upon her, and she decided to stay oblivious to them. One thing of her childhood she hung onto was her childhood dream of being an actress. She eventually became a showgirl, a life which only thrust her into trauma after trauma after trauma. She stayed oblivious. Until she was fired. She had a bit of a breakdown on-stage, though she did not realize it very much, and her boss did not like that un-professional behavior. Soon enough, Ada found herself thrown into a world where she was without a job and poor. She became committed to a project she had just come up with: One where she would "adult-ify" herself.
(My muse died right about here. x3; I might come up with more later?)
Other Stuff: Ada will never introduce herself as Adelaide. She very much prefers Ada. She doesn't like crowds or parties.

[hazeh]

Name: Lucy Kane (xD Bad pun. BAAAAAD pun.)

Personality: Lucy is a bit touchy on the subjects of performing, but otherwise, a fun-loving girl. She is rather calm, like most Lucain of her species, but otherwise a perky girl who loves to swim. Her favorite food is fish, as she refuses to diet on Kalameri. She is very friendly towards people and other Lucain, but can't resist the urge to chase a Kuhna or Fenling now and again.

Bio: Lucy was a showgirl, dancing and singing and such at local performances. But one day, she decided it just wasn't enough. She had a quaint little life in the countryside, but she wanted more. She wanted people to rush up to her, just on the street, and ask for autographs and pictures. Lucy wanted to be a star.

The girl one day saw a poster for auditions for a traveling band of performers. She practiced and practiced her routine, and sang till she knew her voice was perfect. So the next day, she wandered down to the building where the auditions were being held. She danced wonderfully, and sang her little heart out. But it just wasn't enough.

"No, no, no," the judge said. "This will not do." He scribbled something down on papers in front of him. Depressed, Lucy left. She packed up her bags and left her home. She caught the next train to the cities. She sat down on the seat and cried silently. The woman next to Lucy turned to her and said, "Why are you crying? Where y' going at this late hour?"

Lucy just shook her head, anguished. It was all or nothing for her. She'd gone for all, and failed. Local showgirl just wasn't enough for her anymore.

"C'mon, you can tell me," she said. "I won't bite." The woman smiled.

"When it's all or nothing," Lucy whispered, "you can't settle for a little when you've lost everything else."

She nodded in understanding. Poor little Lucy's dreams were crushed. "Ah," ahe said. "Now, you never told me where you're setting off to."

"I... I don't know," she said. "I just packed my bags and left for the city. I don't know where I was headed."

"Now, you just come right with me. You're a Lucain, right? I could tell. I'll find you a nice trainer."

"Okay..." Lucy waited on the train, wondering how this woman could've known her secret - she was an animal. A very rare one, at that. A Lucain. One of the rarest species.

"You could come live with me," she said, and held out her hand. "Name's Freezair. Friends call me Freeze."

Lucy grabbed it and smiled. "Lucy Kane," she said. "And I'd love to."

Art: I'll make some soon!

Other: Not that I can think of.

[SweetDisaster]

Name: Rache
Personality: Determined, quiet, grieving
Backstory: Rache was born in a quiet neighborhood made almost entirely of Lucain, being an exclusive place. As a child, one of her best friends and supporters was another young Lucain, a male named Lyrien. Lyrien and Rache were best friends, their bond closer than anything anybody had ever seen before. Wherever Lyrien went, Rache was never far behind. Even as their lives progressed and they began to find differences in interest between them, their friendship was never broken in any way. Rache admitted to Lyrien her delight for acting, for the stage, while Lyrien wanted to become an explorer, finding new places in Evelon and being, generally, the brave, handsome explorer that most people invision.

It seemed inevitable that they would soon leave each other, and a few days before that occured, something happened that would change both of their lives forever. It was just after Lyrien told Rache, excitedly, of an 'opportunity' as an explorer, a group that was willing to take him along on their travels. They discovered that they were in love with each other. It came along quietly, but when it was finally realized, Lyrien was torn. He wanted to go exploring, while at the same time he wanted to stay with Rache, who had gotten a nicely paying job at a local theater.

Rache, not wanting to hold him down when he was obviously delighted with the 'opportunity,' said to him: "Go exploring. When you're satisfied with what you've found, come back to me. I'll be waiting." Delighted by her understanding, Lyrien promised to return. The next day, he was gone.

Unfortunately, Rache began to daydream about the day that Lyrien would return. She was young, and at the time, her love for him was whole. They had never argued; she felt no stress in their relationship. Her performances at the theater grew lackluster. They were no longer her life and joy; Lyrien was. Finally, the manager of the theater told her that unless her performance improved, he would be forced to fire her for public reasons. Rache tried; really she did. But she couldn't. Whenever there was a pause, her mind sought out Lyrien again, and then she was lost.

Left jobless, Rache was stunned and unsure of what to do. She wrote to Lyrien, but her letter never reached him. He had left the Criass Caverns, which was the first place he was headed, already, headed to an unknown place. Desperate, Rache went to the Caverns herself, inquiring about the young male that had passed by only a short while ago. A Drakel was the one who told her that she had overheard a young man answering to Lyrien's description speaking with a group of more men. They had spoken of the Vast Plains.

Rache was beyond sense. She wanted, only, to see Lyrien again and ask him what she should do. Before she left the Criass Caverns, however, she ran into a Bleeder. He murmured insecurities to her, telling her softly that her young man had probably found another woman; why else had he not written to her? He had probably forgotten about their 'love.' Was it really love at all? Or a mere crush, a childhood thing?

Rache nearly gave up then. And yet another tragedy struck. A letter was sent her way. Her mother had died suddenly of a heart problem, and her funeral was soon. Could Rache make it? How could she abandon her mother? And yet, each day she delayed her trip to the Vast Plains meant another day that Lyrien might move from the Plains to another place.

The young female finally went home, attended a hasty funeral, and, blinking back tears, struck out for the Vast Plains. When she arrived there, an ambulance had just pulled into the main hospital, which she had to go by before entering the Plains. A few stretchers were rushed by, and on one of them, Rache recognized Lyrien--mutilated, torn apart by something whose vicious claws and fangs had left their mark on the young male's once-handsome face.

Stricken, Rache tried to get to Lyrien, but the doctors, unsure of what had killed Lyrien, wanted to make sure he stayed alive before indulging people. Lyrien died without regaining consciousness. And now? Rache wanders the Plains, searching desperately for what killed her love...

[GrayGriffin]

Can we work in our own charries too? If not, I'll change this. (Sherlock is my character.)

Name: Florence Sparrow

Personality: Florence is generally happy and friendly with people. However, she has a strange aversion to other Lucain, especially other males. Since she's an independent girl, without any "trainer" watching over her, she refuses to do breedings. There is only one male that she is waiting for...waiting and waiting. However, if asked about her past, she will become snappish and refuse to talk for a long time. Florence usually stays in her human form, since her aversion to Lucain seems to include herself. (You can change the breeding bit if you like, but it's unique and I like it. )

History: Florence's name was once Mary Crane. She used to be a showgirl, and her show was well-loved by all. Hardly anyone disliked her performance, and she always got great applause after a performance. Several males even proposed to her, although she turned them all down. However, one night, a handsome Baskerville approached her.

"The name is Holmes. Sherlock Holmes. I'm a detective, and right now I'm searching for the one girl in the world for me." He then took out a ring shaped like a magnifying glass and slipped it onto her finger.

"Yes...it's you, Mary. Will you marry me?" he asked. Blushing, Mary agreed, charmed by Sherlock's words and playful manner. However, the day before the wedding, a pack of rowdy Lucain males-rejected suitors-surrounded Mary when she got off the stage, and dragged her into an alley to beat her up. She barely managed to escape, but with severe injuries. Luckily, a passing doctor saw her and called an ambulance. She was taken to the hospital in critical condition.

At the hospital, she decided to take on a new name to hide from her pursuers. So, with some misgivings, the doctor filled out a death certificate and called the Evelonian Witness Protection Program. That day, Mary Crane died, and Florence Sparrow was born. However, not even Sherlock was told about the change, so he belived that his fiance was dead. Saddened, he escaped far from Lambastia, vowing never to return the theater where Mary had had her last performance.

Florence knows that Sherlock doesn't know about her renaming. Because of this, she is desperately trying to find him and send him the news. However, Sherlock has already given up on her-he has fallen in love with another. If they ever meet again, many hearts will break...

[Freezair]

Ending today, folks! Last call for entires, and to spruce up your entries as you see fit! Judging tomorrow!