Welcome!

So since I didn't want to send you like... 10-20 neomails, I stole a test page I made last week (ignore the scribbles, they were just for a sample and I was on an airplane with nothing but paint and a touchpad. xD) to demonstrate my CSS skills and to hold my application and keep it nice and neat. (: Now on to my app, hope you enjoy!

Application

Hi there, I'm Gobi and this is my application for Jyng. Pretty straight forward, ney?

I suppose I'll start with a little about myself. I'm 18 years old and about to enter my freshman year in college as an English major. I live for writing/roleplay, and if chosen to adopt Jyng he will DEFINITELY be designed as some sort of character. At the moment I have a few projects going on in the Neopets world, as I've been trying to get myself more interested and active around the site in general. I know FULL WELL what you mean when you say you feel like it's a waste of time, but I can't seem to stop myself and so I try being even more active to counter the... well, unproductive feeling I get sometimes. Those would be three of my petpages (Pyrionis, Phantasmyr, and Aymil), Neoquest 2, and brushing up on my css skills. (:

I've been a neopian 8-9 years, since sometime in the 3rd grade, and consider myself thoroughly experienced in and around the site. For the past two years I have been a member of the guild Shukumei and love it. I was accepted for my writing abilities as I'm afraid to admit that I'm artistically /inept./ I do try though, and just bought a tablet yesterday actually for practice on drawing my characters more often! Shukumei is primarily where I roleplay my pets, and often I get art from my friends there to make up for my own lacking skills. (: It's a wonderful place and will be Jyng's new homeland should I be selected for him.

But enough on that, now I'll go on to some reasons Jyng in particular stuck out to me. You had more expensive pets available, some more attractive, but the NAME is just brilliant. I don't know why Jyng stands out to me so much, but it caught my eye the moment I saw it. It sounds like something that someone could be plausibly named, and I love the realistic sound in particular as a full human rper. Since I can save np at least decently, names are far more important to me than color/species as I can always change those myself later. In fact, I just got enough for my shadow pb for Wyndchester yesterday and painted him around 2 AM this morning. ^-^ In Jyng's case however, he will probably stay as a Mutant Techo. I used to be a large fan of Techos, back when I first joined the site, and haven't really had the chance to own one since. Mutants are one of my favorite colors converted as they maintain that 'drama' that used to make Neo poses so special. So I BELIEVE I'll be keeping Jyng a techo for now. ^^

As for character... I'm not sure just yet what sort of character I will create for him. He'll probably be put in a plot with Londe and Aymil that my Neopets best friend Cat's created recently with her Alademuerte app (www.neopets.com/~MirageShadowlier), or I may keep him in Rivesk's plot. I haven't decided where his name would fit best yet, so I'm afraid I don't have a specific setup for Jyng at this time. However, I can show you some of my rp samples here, they'll be shortly below this. (: Sorry if they're a bit long, I tend to like longer rps as opposed to shorter! Hope you enjoy the read!

My Writing

Quad

A slow, rolling fog had set in over the marshy, deep forest areas of Majikku Na Mori sometime in the night.
It wasn't as though Pyrionis was unused to such weather, but on that particular morning it was a great deal more dense than it usually was this time of year, and even the sun's rays seemed completely incapable of penetrating the near-solid mass. Then again, that was how he preferred it. Such a thick wall of mist meant that the chances of unexpected visitors on that day were next to none; visitors only meant one thing, after all, and that was emotion. Those still breathing naturally had such petty problems, and over these were prone to fits of wildness. Love, sorrow, rage… All of these were unnecessary, and yet Earth's inhabitants practically reeked with them.
Pyrionis had learned this lesson early on in his time before death and his punishment in the afterlife was now to bear the burden of these same feelings for those struggling with them. A perilous task to say the least; emotion was a deadly thing indeed. It tainted minds, twisted hearts, poisoned judgment… Those who carried it were dangerous, and it was Pyr's job to ease their self-inflicted suffering.
His own apathy was a cure for the often painful task, but a temporary and often weak one at that.
Two wings carved from some ruby-like gem hovered heavily over his back, the very tools with which he was to carry out his mission, and a similar jewel hanging over his neck. The latter held the world's love, and thus was kept closest to his heart for safe-keeping, as it was also the most deadly of the three and the one that had ended his own life. The wings, however, held depression and hatred both and were kept far from his body to avoid further suffering on their accord. Amongst the three, every emotion could be classified and absorbed accordingly, and so a balance existed in his frail form.
Even the gems could not always maintain that balance though, and it was for this reason that Pyrionis enjoyed days like this. Others only meant further risk of the shattering of his center. Too much of any one meant that his apathy would be broken as well and he would once more have to endure the pains of emotion. It was a fate worse than anything in Pyrionis's mind, and one he avoided at all costs. The fog was his friend as he settled amongst it, curled into a tight knot and drearily observing what little was visible around him.
It was a peaceful existence, but a dull one.

Human

As Amil inspected the wall of photos, he had no idea that the small, sweaty man behind him was planning his potential murder. He was simply expecting some answer to his small bit of praise and trying to free himself from Daussman's unsettling staring. Therefore, when the mechanic finally spoke, it took him mildly by surprise.
He hadn't answered the question. What Daussman said may have been perfectly normal except for the fact that he had left Amil's question unanswered... It was as though the man were only barely hearing what he said. Amil wouldn't have minded that Daussman wasn't up for small talk, but he had responded, and if he was a man as eager as he seemed he had assumed he would jump at the chance to rag on about his 'history with cars.' A lurch of suspicion grew quite unexpectedly in the thin man's chest, only aided by Dealer's sudden swift change in mood.
He turned, slowly as per usual, to face Daussman once more, just as Morgan reentered the room. Some time in the space of the previous 60 or so seconds, Daussman had grown uncomfortably close to Amil. He sank back nearer the wall, trying not to breathe some small relief at Morgan's return.
Tad slow, aren't you? S' a cryin' shame it's the only place we could find."
The hint of scorn had crept back into his voice as Amil rode his nerves back down. He turned to Morgan as the overly apologetic Gerald Daussman scampered out... and saw the item he was now twisting expertly in his hands.
Amil's heart slowed. So much for a simple mechanic. He stuffed his hands deep within his pocket to hide the fact that they were now displaying a fine sheen of edgy sweat, and half- closed his eyes.
I reckon you're right, Morgan. Must admit I'm eager to hear his story... personally, I hope its pretty dang good."
If he was at all 'eager,' his facial features didn't change to show it. Amil's thumb stroked the edge of a hard metal blade in his pocket... It seemed he'd have to be Pinwheel again sooner than he thought.
Time to get serious, ey?"
Daussman's footsteps were heard returning to the room.
-x-
Gabrien's single eye roved boredly out in front of him as the night wore on. His cigarette had almost burned out, but he continued to drag each smoky breath in as if it were a necessity, ignoring the steady searing in his lips as the light grew closer. He knew what he was after... Vanessa's orders had been quite clear. Though Gabrien was the Fraternity's finest, he held some sort of respect for the woman bounty hunter that kept him under her heel and loyal.
And she wanted the old bounty, Gerald Daussman, dead. Gabe had no idea why she had targeted the man; Vanessa's agenda was rarely shared with anyone, even her most loyal followers. But whatever the reason, she was paying well to get Daussman out of the picture, and Gabrien was more than willing to do the job. He'd been waiting for the night to grow dark enough for the streets to clear so he would have optimal room and time... now that it was well past midnight, he was growing anxious to finish the job quickly and be done with it. Gabrien never had cared for small towns. Too much open space; he'd been born and raised in the big city, and was far more accustomed to the hustle and bustle, even if it meant there were always people around.
But here it was now, almost time... Daussman's mechanic shop sign loomed in the distance and Gabrien rolled his neck and stretched. He was ready for a good clean kill. There would be no time for mercy or sympathy on his agenda.

Conclusion!

Thanks so much for reading over my application Lord Panda. ^^ I'm glad you've decided to stay, and hopefully we'll meet again around the boards sometime after this process. Whatever the decision on Jyng, thanks for giving the opportunity, I can't wait to (hopefully!) begin on a character for him! (:

Good luck getting the "Neo Spark" back!

~Gobi