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I hosted it myself, so DONT ASK FOR THE CODE! Geesh.
Now that thats off my back... On to the page!
Night was falling fast on the Lost Desert, and you finally reach the oasis you had seen like a glimmering mirage in front of you since noon that day. Parched and exausted from your exploits, you collapse by the side of a pool and drink deeply, glad for the cool spring water.
Splashing the cold water on your face, you wash the sand out of your eyes and nose, then slide your hands down your face groaning slightly as the cool water soothes your warm skin, and you lower your gaze from the red skies to the water as you punge your arms in up to the elbow, just soaking in the wonderful feeling of the water.
As the ripples settle on the Dark water, you blink, realizing that, even though the sun was still a red orb on the horizon and colored the sky in bright swatches of color, that the water was inky black and nebulous blues, and was not reflecting anything against its smooth surface.
Curious, you cup your hands and take some of the water up into your hands. It looked like ordinary water, save for a small bubble of starlight and space resting below the surface. You let the water spill from your hands into the pool, then reach your hands in again, this time noticing you could see them perfectly in the water, as if you were simply sticking them into a hole rather then a pool of water.
The lupess looks through you with her piercing green eyes, bringing your attention to her as she lowers her head to the pool and touches it with a golden nose. The pool ripples, and the gold and marble building rises from the ground around you, turning the oasis into a palace, including roman style couches and a table full of food. She then stands, lifting into the air to land on one of the royal purple couches "Welcome, guest, to the pool of the Oracle... Welcome to the memory of Anubia.
With a grin more worthy for the Cheshire cat then a lupess, she spreads her wings and flies over to your side, her large, bordering elephantine size becoming evidant as she lands on your side of the reflecting pool to the table of food, lifting a huge paw to delicately pluck a bunch of grapes from the table before bowing to you, her wings folded, "Please. Rest. Feast on the banquet before you. You have traveled far through the desert to reach me here.
Age: over 200. Basicly 24 though.
Species: Anubian Starpainter. Known as a lupe here.
Job: Oracle, Anubian Dream Dealer.
Mate: Not only none, but not interested at all, so don't ask to be her mate, pup, adopted kid, whatever.
Gender: Female
(Soooo many people call Sesmor a guy its scary. Just cause she's big and has some paunch does NOT make her a dude!)
Species: Lupe/Anubian
Color: Shadow
Refrence:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24744026/
Class: Anubian Demi-goddess of the Future and Water, born as a Mortal as a member of the Star-Painter Clan. Keeper of the Legends of Anubia
Dislikes: Bright sunlight, SPAMMERS/Spam, Art theft, Copiers, and "Wooden-people
Favorite Color: Loves All Colors. Prefers them in Neon, however.

Hobbies: Eatting, Swimming, Singing, Dancing, Telling Jokes, Hosting Parties, Eatting some more, drinking, generally enjoying life.
Favorite (and Current) Visitor:guest
(note: EVERYONE is her favorite vistor. This is a special code that allows the person reading it, if logged in, to see their username linked on here. This is because she is phychic. Please don't mail me about it.)
Nobleman Novadar Von Callan, who spent much of his life living on the streets after his Aunt took advantage of his fathers Disappearance to steal the title and riches from the young Ixi. Yet, by the time his father was rescued from Cursed and took back the family name and fortune, Novadar had, with a little help from my next friend, become a sucessful businessman... Despite the fact that Cursed had tricked him into thinking she was someone else and falling in love with her.. Before leaving him to care for a child as a single father.
Mistress Cari Seacrest is a sight to behold. She's such a bold, strong women despite her tramatic past. She was rescued from the wilds of the Terror Mountains by Master Novadar, and had fallen in love with him. However, Novadar didn't notice his own feelings for her until he was trying to be a single father, and Cari was behaving like an adoptive mother. It was then he realized that she had always been there for him, and realized he felt more then just friendship for her... However, it took some work to get him to admit it to her.
Naughty little Vivi, I do love that child. Due to an accident with her Uncle Ecchimous's untested inventions, she got herself caught in a dimensional loop, and aged eight years in thirty seconds in an alternate dimension, almost identicle to ours... And she's now trying to make sure that ours turns out as nice as that one. The little girls stuck at eight until the eight anniversary of her going into that other dimension.
Despite her looks, she's the Child of Cursed and Novadar, but she's a pure Shiftweaver, so can choose her look. Also, while in the other dimension, she had a spell cast to remove Curseds Genes from her body and have them replaced with Cari's, since she see's Cari as her true mother. Novadar doesn't stand a chance with Vivi constantly trying to get Nova together with Cari.
Tetsquati Seacrest is one of the most skittish people I know. He's been in hiding from the people of his homeland for years. Before he was born, his father and mother banished a demon from its rule over a pride of Kougras in the jungles between the Lost Desert and the Haunted Woods, north of the Canyon of Ages, accidently taking the slot as King. Because of it, the advisors keep trying to get Tetsquati married off to ladies of other kingdoms, something he is not interested in. He doesn't even talk about it, so not even his twin sister knows that they are considered Royalty.
Osskibar was one of the first lupes I truely encountered outside of Mindsend Manor and Callan Court. He was running from the lab that created him, and I brought him to the Temple to feast and rest, as well as escape. I then contacted "Prince" Tetsquati to get him a land to live in, a large "garden" filled with plants that create the toxins he must breath. I also gave him a cornucopia, a piece of the table I feed appon, so he would never want for food.. There are plants set up to allow people to visit him in safety, and signs to warn them of the toxins ahead of the filter trees. The land is vast, in a what used to be a regular mountain range before it was tainted by Cursed. Tetsquati removed the taint from it, but normal life couldn't live there, and avoided it, so it was the perfect place to put Osski's new home.
Iron is a brave Norseman that desided he would try to lift me up into the air. Took him a while, since my large bulk made it hard for him to lift me up, but he eventually made a pully system and I quickly found myself spinning around in ropes. Not being the most graceful Anubian, I tried to turn around to face him again and ended up with my legs up in the air, tangled in the ropes and my wings trailing on the ground. Awkward, yes, but he did what he said he would and got his prize for the bet. He is also quite a good person to talk to, since both of us have had some simular experiences and he enjoys a good party.
And since I also enjoy a good party, with, of course, a large feast, I am glad to get some friendship that isn't shocked by my size and wieght, though I do feel I could gain a few more pounds. For a StarPainter, I'm a little skinny...

Sesmor crouches, looking up at you, "Please, climb on... I wish to show you the library...
Cautiously you climb onto her back, and she climbs to all fours and runs towards the edge of the marble floor and through clouds, her wings spreading to catch the air in the misty white vapors. You break through the clouds and find yourself in starry space, swirling colors of Nebuli dazzeling your senses. You breath deeply as you look back at the Temple-palace, floating in the vastness of space on a cloud, tinged with pinks and purples. What seemed like mere seconds, the Large lupess lands on black marble and folds her wings, trotting into a large building after pushing large wooden doors open with a flick of her paw.
The library was seemingly endless, going as far as the eye could see in all directions. It was disconserting as Sesmor set you gently onto black marble, that when you looked at it seemed to go transperant and go down forever. You wobble as she leads you towards a row of books with eqyption style sculptures of Greco-roman sphynxes on top of pillars with oriental and Aztec dragons coilded around them. She Smiles, holding a paw up, "The Stories of Anubia lie here. If you so Desire, I could read a few to you...
Sesmor looks up, sighing softly, and sits up from her juice box after finishing it with a satisfied slurp, "But not all the tales are happy.. No, in your dimension, Anubia came under attack, and a large portion of the planet couldnt leave this dimension to move into the others... But..." She pulls a book out, "That could be read here, so no need to have me tell you about what you can read yourself....
Coming Soon.

Coming Soon.


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I say you can! No taking customs that aren't of your pet! No claiming them as your own Don't put them in the Beauty Contest, cause they tend to freeze *glare* Basic Colors
TRADES ONLYNow can you see it?
I do not wish to hurt anyones feelings, so I ask of you who wish to do a trade with me to ask yourself the following questions:
Now that that is over with! Lets get to the adopts! :D
Pending:Skalilith (wants one of Mai's Adopts, but the list is here) Shadow_fox_70 Courtney_1205 Red_X13 foster_boy Kiba792 xdigxmyxgravex dark_blood_70 Zixane Maxiius Dilemmah Tormund_chan Chubliegh Oceanwavia Seraquin, Neo_Tiger25, NightJackal _Angel_Forest_ Zanakuro, Zetichin, EclipseWyvern Shastii, Elastawolf, YahtoNodin rahikari, Growllsan2, Inaraut, Yulijaz Whiteforest1800
Rules:
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