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[MYO Entry] Charlotte

Published: Jan 22, 2017

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Ooooh maaaaan I finally completed the entry @ q @ Wrote waaay too much, had to cut stuff out for future purposes. I cheated a little and used the provided base which I am super grateful it exists because I would still be working on this if it didn't Q v Q

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Design Name: Charlotte
Designer: PotetoBear
Owner: PotetoBear
Sex: Female
Species: Mammal
Blood: Red
Mane/Tail: Standard
Eyes: Souless
Ears: Phank
Horns: N/A
Nose: Small
Mutation: N/A
Overall Rarity: Common/Common

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Personality: Naive ☼ Trusting ☼ Ambitious ☼ Unable to Deny Aiding Others ☼ Compassionate ☼ Sympathetic

Likes: Traveling ☀ Exploring ☀Adventure ☀ Meeting a New Face ☀ Helping Others ☀ Stories

Dislikes: Being alone, she'd be happy around anything be it animals, spirits, or other Eoses ☼The Cold ☼ Lies ☼ Separation ☼ The Feeling of Being Lost

Campaigner Personality: ENFP, -A/-T ☀ Neutral Good

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"Any soul could be saved

No matter how evil and corrupted"

It was a dark, cold winter night. The air felt as cold as the bodies she hugged close to her with her small paws.

As the sun began to set, Charlotte's mother and father continued to speak to the locals of the town they came upon. Just like every other town, Charlotte's mom and dad were trying to study and learn the lore passed among the townsfolk. Little Charlotte, who was no older than a pup, tried to pay attention to what the locals were saying but had trouble getting sleepy or bored listening to their ramblings. After all it was late. Her attention was caught by an odd shining light in the corner of her eye. Curiosity took over and she began to wander towards the strange light, all the while her mother was too distracted to notice the small paw leaving hers.

One of the villagers put his hands together and began to speak. “Well there is one story well known among the families here, keeps their children from staying out too late and misbehaving.”

“Oh? Please, do tell.” Said the scholar looking fellow, adjusting his spectacles.

The second townsman of the two, a little more roughed up looking from working in the fields, interrupts his friend. “They say if you stay out past sundown, Toha ’ll come out and get ya!”

“Toha?” Asks the woman standing beside the man with the spectacles. Looking at them together, they seemed like an odd pair.

“Yeah, remember Toha?” The man nudges his buddy. “ This world has some sick bastards livin’ in it.”

The townsman nods his head. “Toha came to this town looking for shelter. He seemed like a nice and quiet guy, turns out he’s been trying to lure out younglings out with toys and lights, something shiny enough to attract a kids attention.”

“Yeah, bastard was confronted the night we found out, he was of runnin’ but ended up cornered at a dead end. That guy looked outta it, dead eyes and all. He had been actin’ outta it too ‘specially when he offed himself by slicing his own throat.”

“It was honesty some peculiar behavior. I mean I’m not one to believe in superstitions but even I have to admit that lately there had been some odd occurrences.”

“We had called in one of em fancy spirit ex-”

“He called himself a monk.”

“Yeah, that. Say didn’ ya have a little one next to ya earlier?”

The woman's eyes widened as she looked over to her empty hand.

Charlotte was too focused on that bright moving light in front of her to notice her mother screaming her name in the distance. It was as if she was in a daze, until the light seemed to fade at a dead end. Slowly but surely her senses began to come back to her. She was now lost, scared, and all alone. Panicking and not knowing where to go, she cried for her mother and father as she turned endless corners. It was as if she was lost in a maze. Charlotte was ready to lose all hope, but a familiar voice called out to her from a distance. It was her mother’s voice, worryingly calling for her. She darted towards the voice, moving as fast as her little feet could carry her. She ran for what seemed an eternity, the dark alley walls rushing past her. And then she saw them. Two familiar figures in the distance, arms open, tears streaming down their faces.

One moment they’re there, the next they were gone.

Charlotte's mind could not comprehend what she saw, it all happened too quick. She ran towards her parents as they were now lying motionless on the ground. Coming closer, she saw their glassy eyes wide open, almost like a doll’s. She saw dark red liquid pooling around their bodies. She saw their cut throats.

Knowing what death is but never truly witnessing it, she shook her parents, asking them why they were sleeping on the ground. Why aren’t they waking up? Why are they so cold? She begged them to get up. She begged her papa to protect her like he said he always would. She begged them to just take her home and complained about being scared and cold. She hugged them but did not feel even a single beat of their hearts. Reality came crashing down on her, shattering her hopes like a rock shattering a mirror. The facade of bravery she build up was now gone, and the only thing she could feel were hot tears streaming down her face. As the dreaded feeling of loneliness came back, enveloping her, she felt numb and exhausted.

Sitting there, broken and defeated, Charlotte saw it again. That same light, now dark, yet still glowing somehow. She heard it cackle as it rose from the ground. “They’re gone,” she heard it speak. Its gravel-like, high-pitched voice mocked her. “Want to see them again?”

Charlotte had no strength left. Her eyelids felt heavy, as exhaustion began to overtake her with each blink. Moments before her consciousness began to slip, she saw something moving toward her. She could barely make it out with her increasingly blurry vision, a small bird like figure not too far in the distance. That, however, was the last thing she saw before the darkness took over.

When she came to her senses, Charlotte felt something soft touching her face. Opening her eyes slightly she noticed she’s being carried by a feathered creature almost her size.

“Awake? Go back to sleep. There’s a long day ah-”

He stops, noticing Charlotte had just fallen back asleep.

The bushy and feather-like avian monk chuckles and continues back to his home with, quiet literally, another responsibility on his shoulders.

10 years later, now a young adult, she continues to train her spiritual power until her mentor called her in the midst of her routine for a request that would put her training to the test.

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closed species by PkingSora and jesterkimi
Eoses MYO Event 1/4/2017
Start date: January 4, 2017 @ 12:00 P.M CST
End date: February 4, 2017@ 11:59 P.M CST
As you face the podium, you see a tall Eoses approach the mic, the crowd hushes as she speaks- her voice smooth and clear.

My name is Professor Eulalie (you-lah-lee) , I am the keeper of knowledge and The Master of Eoses..meaning I run the registry.
It is our duty to ensure that each eoses is documented and archived with our database” gently pushes glasses to eyes. “That being said, we are counting on you to come forth or bring forth Eoses you’ve encountered in the wild..” The tall Eoses closes the book, as a shorter grey Eoses Steps forward.

“Hello I am Proto, and Welcome to our first MYO event at Eden-of-Eoses ! We are thrilled to have you here!”
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