You walk into a small building, having followed the signs that brightly stated 'CONTEST' on them, you have no idea what this place is. Layers of black sheets cover each window, and the only light is a small candle, flickering dangerously, sitting on a small end table in the middle of the room, which is flanked by a chair on each side. Lining the walls are bookcases, with shelves upon shelves of books. Other than that, there's only a bed, a couch, and two doors, besides the one you came in through. As you take a tentative step forward, the candle flares up, then goes out, and you take several startled steps back. You think you had imagined it, but you had seen a shadowy form in the likeness of a rather wolfish fox, which had then blown out the candle. You reach for the door knob, to find it not there, and you look back, only to find yourself in one of the chairs. Bewildered, you face forward again to see sharp blue eyes, barely a millimeter away from your face. Suddenly, they're gone. You feel something brush up against your leg, but by now, you're too scared to notice. A soft but raspy voice comes from what seems like everywhere.
"So...you've come to participate in The Contest, eh? You seem to not be scared too much by me. I think you'll do nicely...."
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Welcome to my Contest, fair readers. I am Nylat, your Master of Ceremonies. Or Mistress, rather. I will be instructing you on how this Contest goes.
First off, rules. Before I even lay a thought on the subject, I must stress my rules. I am very strict abut them with this subject, and there will be no exceptions. First, only one entry. I don't want people flooding this little building with paper. I'd like nice and neat organization. This is a subject I care very deeply about, and I'd not like it taken lightly. Second, no downing yourself or others. That includes me. Be nice and kind, and if I see you dispobeying this, all posts, past, present, and future, on this thread will be ignored, and treated like dust. With utter disdain. Third, no controlling this thread. I am the one and only owner, no one decides what goes on except me, and maybe Max. I have yet to consult her. Fourth, if you break a rule, you are out, and your entry will be ignored. If you get close to breaking a rule, you are put on probation, and the next slightest mistake will send you out. If you are even the best artist in the world, even a staff artist, these rules apply to you. Fifth, listen to me and my judge. If I can convince Max, she will be my Co-Supreme Ruler.
Now that that long speech is over with, I shall tell you about our subject. Our subject is the fursona of a dear friend of mine, and I have not seen her on Res in a long while. Just so you know how I feel, think of your best real life friend being there whenever you needed them, even if only to talk to, even if you just wanted to joke around, them imagine them suddenly disappearing off the face of the earth. Imagine that pain. Then multiply it by 10.
That isn't even half of what I'm feeling.
Of course, my Real Life friends are closer than she was, but maybe that's because it was a steady tear. Our connection weakened. We saw less of each other, talked to each other less...It became hard to communicate. So...In a way, I'm okay. But in a way, I'm not.
So, here we go:
Her fursona was a gryphon. A beautiful brown gryphon. One yellow eye, one green eye.
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First is credit to Kurokayce, who drew her fantastically.
Second is credit to me. Best drawing in half an hour.
Third is credit to whoever drew it for the banner on her profile.
Ah, now for prizes. First prize will be the pet Zalabex, the Valabex, and 500k. As of yet, that is all I can afford. If I get more tu, or another few good names, then I will add to first/make more places.
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The voice suddenly stops. you wait for more, but hear none. Suddenly, a fireplace starts roaring, where you thought there had been a book shelf before. And laying on a small rung in front of it is a rather wolfish fox, but...only the coloring hints at wolf, for it is red-grey. Well, that and the fact that it is larger than a normal fox. A blue eye blinks open, and a raspy voice you recognize as Nylat's can be heard from the creatures mouth.
"Run along now. Wouldn't want to lose, would you?"
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