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| We're not getting as many entries as we'd hoped. Why aren't you entering? |
| Pride/Contest is too confusing. |
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55% |
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| Not interested in the Pride. |
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| Already Working on an Entry, just haven't posted yet. |
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8% |
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| Too busy. |
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8% |
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 Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 4:31 pm
- Taming the wild! -
Name: Ajani
Name meaning: He fights for possession.
Rank Desired: Currency
Sub-rank: Entertainer
Rank in the pride that he had to leave: citizen
Personality: Ajani is brave and bold to put it bluntly. He is very protective of others that he cares about, especially his mother. His worst trait is that he keeps his heart on his shoulder. Anyone could easily tell what kind of mood he is in just by glancing at him. Around others he tends to be humorous and flirtatious, except when something serious has happened. He is friendly around others, but he is untrusting.
Prompt Number: 2
Prompt Response:
Ajani cleaned himself again for the fourth time that day. He looked at his reflection in the river. 'Perfect' he thought as he admired his reflection. Normally he didn't care too much about his appearance, but today was different. Today his whole life was going to be different. The love of his life was waiting for him. There was to be a huge celebration for the two of them becoming mates for life. Nothing could ruin this day, except for her.
He glanced down the river and saw his mother looking around fidgety. It seemed like she was expecting something, but not quite sure what it was going to be. She had told Ajani that he should mate with the girl and should keep his distance, but he was tired of doing everything his mother told him. For once he wanted to do something because he wanted to, not because she thought he would be better off.
Tonight he would finally be an adult free to make his own choices... Though he wondered what his mother would do without him. Sure he would see her as often as he could, but he was her world and she was his. She would need someone to protect her...
Ajani shook his head. No. She was old enough to keep herself safe and plus it would be too awfully long until he would have cubs that she could look after. He smiled at the idea. Him, a father. Something he had never had. As a cub he had dreams about his father being a noble warrior, out fighting and protecting others. He knew that he would be there to protect his cubs no matter what.
"Ajani! Ajani everyone is waiting for you!" one of his friends came up and said.
Ajani snapped out of his little father fantasy and looked at his friend. He was very close to this cheetah, almost as close as he was to his mate. It had been hard making friends. His mother was constantly watching him and silently judging his them. Often he would come to the den and she would tell him he should distance himself from them. "It's time."
"Ah can't I be single for just a little bit longer?" Ajani joked. The other cheetah laughed. "Alright. I will be there in a moment. I just need to talk to my mother before I go."
"Keep it quick. You don't want her to convince you to not go through with it."
Ajani nodded and laughed. The other cheetah walked away. Slowly Ajani made his way to his mother. She glanced at him and half smiled before looking away.
"Mother it is time for the ceremony. I would like you to be there." Ajani pleaded. He stared up at her hoping to make her decide to come. "It will make everything perfect."
She shook her head and stared straight into his eyes. Ajani then realized something was terrible wrong. "It's not going to be perfect Ajani. No matter what I do or what you do, everything is about to fall apart. We have to go now."
Ajani stared at her, not knowing what to say, not knowing what to do. The tone of her voice was urgent, but all he was thinking about was the celebration. "What?" He finally said. For the first time in his entire life he felt his temper rising. If this was her trying to make him stay with her he didn't know what he would do. "What are you talking about? Why do we have to go?"
"We aren't safe-" she started to say.
"You just don't want me to be happy do you. You want me to always have to rely on you!" His voice was gradually getting louder. "Well sorry mother. I've grown up and you can no longer control me."
"If you stay you will die." She blurted out before he could say anything. Ajani's jaw opened and he felt like someone had just clawed him across the face. "She will die and so will you if you stay here. We must go."
"No... no you're lying. If I stay here I will be able to protect her." he muttered, his eyes looked painfully at his mother. At that moment he realized why his mother always tried to keep him distant from others. She knew that they would have to evetully leave. "I have to stay here and protect her."
"I need you with me. She will be safe I promise, but you have to come with me. Please Ajani." She begged. Ajani looked at his mother, unsure. "Trust me Ajani she will be safer away from you than with you. Plus you will find another girl eventually."
"I don't want another girl mom. I want her." He cried. A distance away he could hear the ceremony. It sounded like they were getting impatient. "Mother can't you just explained what is going on at the very least?"
"There's not enough time. We have to go." She said getting up. "You have to choice Ajani. Come with me and everyone is safe or stay here with your love and be killed."
Ajani looked agonizingly toward the ceremony, than back at his mother. "There was never really a choice was there mother? I'm a mommies boy through and through."
With that the two cheetahs darted away from their previous lives, off to find a hiding place where no one could find them.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 10:57 am
- Veiled Beauty -
Name: Umeha
Name meaning: “Plum leaf” in Japanese
Rank Desired: Currency
Sub-rank: Entertainer
Personality: Ever since she was a cub, Umeha has been raised as an entertainer. At first, she saw it as an obligation, one she practiced but never loved. Her lessons failed to intrigue her but her loyalty to her family and her pride kept her at it. But one day, something changed. Maybe it was the constant practice, developing her skill through her training, or maybe she was growing into a lovely young cheetahess and others started to take more notice. But either way, the others did start to notice her, and ever since life just became a whole lot simpler.
As an entertainer, it was a fact that Umeha was skilled, even at a young age. She was a good dancer, and a skilled singer with a high, lilting voice, but she was most accomplished at the “art” of intelligent conversation. She was taught to read others and not only keep them entertained and happy, but learn all she could from their body language. With time, Umeha became able to discern information from even the most stonefaced cats, and learned to use it to her benefit.
Then the day came when one of her betters told her that she could be made useful in other ways than just entertaining. Umeha could play herself off as a very harmless-seeming female, and they needed someone inconspicuous to infiltrate an enemy group and bring back information. This was Umeha’s first time out of the company of the family, but she succeeded, and ever since earned the rank of currency, a useful tool at her pride leader’s disposal. Umeha didn’t mind being used. She saw it as being valued for the things she was good at, and took great pride in being recognized and valuable.
Umeha is a calm cheetah who most might think is a little ditzy. This is an act designed to remove suspicion from her and encourage others to let their guard down around her. She’s smart and calculating, quick to access situations for risks and rewards. However, she’s extremely loyal to the family, so much so that she’ll never turn down a job, no matter how difficult or awful it might be. It’s true that she may have dreams beyond her job, but she rarely acknowledges them. She’s made herself into a tool her bosses can use as they wish, and even if she wanted to she’ll probably never be able to escape that life.
Prompt Number: 2
Prompt Response: Pastel Cheetah's Son is ... quite fond of you. Are you fond/like of him? He even asked you to be his mate!? Do you agree to this!? Holy moly! What are yea gunna do!? How do you even react? He thinks you are a newbie to the pride~ and he doesn't know that your the one that has to help them leave. He doesn't know that your apart of the mafia circle for a good reason. Do you tell him anything?
So, the boy was into her.
Umeha was surprised, but she didn’t show it. A lifetime of practiced subterfuge was helpful in this situation. She’d gone into this job just like any other, but there had been a few unexpected surprises. Namely, that the female she was to escort to the family had a little extra baggage. Her son.
The adolescent knew nothing of the family or the pride, but Umeha could tell his mother had groomed him to follow in her pawprints without ever letting on to him what it was for. So her intent was to bring him back with her, and Umeha hadn’t yet made up her mind about that. Oh, if only that other escort hadn’t left… Umeha might have appreciated the counsel of an older family member now.
Her orders were only to bring the female back. Would it be wrong to take the boy? Did her betters even know he existed? What if they did, and there was a reason they hadn’t asked for him as well?
This already complicated situation was made worse when the boy developed feelings for her. Umeha had been in this pride for days as the female prepared to leave, and her son had become smitten with her, apparently. Umeha hadn’t worked her charms on him or anything, so she had no idea why it happened. And tonight, just like that, the young cheetah offered to be her mate, thinking her just another member of this pride he’d been born into. For the first time in a long time, Umeha didn’t know what to say.
“Look,” she said, in her confusion reverting to complete honesty, “Things are a little complicated…”
But she held back, remembering her oath of silence. Even if this boy was no threat, could he be trusted to know what was really going on? There must have been a good reason for his mother never sharing with him the secrets of her pride. Umeha evaluated his features, handsome but so young, and though she felt nothing for him she could see he was already starting to look disheartened, so she decided to throw him a bone.
“This is happening so fast!” Umeha began, her voice taking on the slightly higher-pitched tone she used when she was playing the fool, “I need time to think about it. I didn’t even know you felt that way about me.”
“The day you came here I knew I wanted to be with you,” The young cheetah said, he voice thick with feeling. Umeha guessed that he didn’t often meet strangers in this smaller pride, so a new girl showing up must have been what attracted his attention in the first place. Was this a crush, then? Would it pass?
Umeha wasn’t the most compassionate cheetahess, in fact her job often required her to be callous, so she was used to it. But the thought suddenly came to her of this young cheetah losing his mother and the girl he was supposedly in love with, all on the same day. It would be devastating.
Umeha couldn’t bear the idea, so she made up her mind then. The boy would come with them, and beyond that they would have to see what unfolded. At the worst, she might be punished for disobeying orders. At best, her family pride would have a new soldier or something. He could be useful.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:51 am
THIS EVENT ENDS TOMORROW! THE 10TH! MONDAY! ; 7pm est!
+ Please make your preparations for the ending of the event!
+ Also! We are making a few changes to the form thread-
- Basically, a Simple Guide to being a Mafia Member <3
I love those guides.
+ This also opens the doors to opening the 'Missions' Forum! , But its not totally uber ready but there will be information there to help you get started.
And just in case it was missed,
We reserve the right to not give away a SoA if we feel there is not enough entries or adequate interest in that particular SoA. This is not intended to discourage, but as a precaution so that our SoA which we paid gold for will not get given away simply because no one else entered for them. If there is only one entry for a SoA, and it is a great entry, then we will still give them away.
Please understand that we reserve the right to with-hold and re-contest SoA if there isn't adequate interest.
Note:
+ If you happened to enter for an SOA that was recycled. No need to fear, because you will have +2 runner up points, that will enable you to enter for restricted soa that not everyone has a chance for or You can also use your points to gain more raffle tickets for soa in the next contest.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 4:28 pm
I voted 'too complex'. Not for the pride (which I love) but the contest itself. I find it extremely limiting when you have to enter with one or more accomplices, that always puts me off because most of my friends have different online hours and getting together more than two folks at the same time can be hard.
I also find the layout and info/prompts confusing and by the time Ive tried to work out the direction of these, my muse for an entry has dried up. I LOVE the detail in these, but maybe for a contest, its a little bit of overload. But then, I am a visuals person, I blank at walls of text.
Also, my fav girl of the lot, is the grey one.. who is restricted to members-only. So... I can't enter for her anyway. lol
I was also busy over christmas and the first two weeks of jan, so I missed most of the contest's open time.
Note:
I know Lorne_Sionn wants to enter for the purple girl, but he flew to the US on the 23rd and is now setting up a house, so he has almost no time to post. But I'll see if I can poke him tonight about doing so.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 8:07 pm
- Taming the wild! -
Name: Yedinstva
Name meaning: Unity in Russian
Rank Desired: Fighter
Sub-rank: Citizen
Rank in the pride that he had to leave: Citizen
Personality: Dont let his pelt fool you, This young adol as learned well from his mother. Charming, sexy and sophisticated, he is one of the greatest con artists. In fact, it's often frustrating for others when he deflects or redirects questions about himself or even his life. It’s true, he’s a thief, a con man, and a playboy, but when it comes right down to right and wrong, will break laws, but he doesn’t hurt other people. In fact, he hates violence outright. The real struggle may be this battle between his two selves; the honest romantic and the fun-loving con.Rank in the pride that he had to leave:
Prompt Number: #2
Prompt Response: Yedi was a ladys man ever since he was a cubbin. He was always one to flirt with the older ladies. As he grew he never really matured much until he met the purple cheetah he was so in love. He would never admit it oh no, he was much too egotistical for that. But his mother told him they were leaving! He couldn't leave, not yet. He had so many plans for his secret love.... He was raised to protect and fight. He protected his mother as he grew and now he had to protect her... But that would mean he would have to ask her to walk into the valley of the unknown with him and his mother....
How could he ask such a thing, he's never even admitted he liked her....He still didn’t want to admit that but how else would she come? WHY else would she come.... She had her own roots here. But maybe... just maybe she could start new roots with him... But that would mean he would have to change.... or maybe she would like him just the way he is. Even if he is a bit of a kleptomaniac he would never put her in harm’s way... He loved her.... Wait he loved her, she showed signs that he like him too... but what now?
He began pacing deep in thought. If he told her he liked her maybe she would like him too. If she did then he would ask her to come with him and his mother. Yes that would do it! Oh wait.... but what if he didn't like her... he would be vcrushed.... but at least then she could stay here out of harms way. Beides Yedi would bounce back.... wouldn't he. But what a wonderful feeling it would be if she did join them. They would be a con-team! Ya! Yedi was excited and hopeful! He knew he needed wanted her to go with him. He knew what was left.... He had two things to do... Confront his mother and confront his crush.... He just hoped he wouldn't get crushed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 10:32 pm
Kaisanti I voted 'too complex'. Not for the pride (which I love) but the contest itself. I find it extremely limiting when you have to enter with one or more accomplices, that always puts me off because most of my friends have different online hours and getting together more than two folks at the same time can be hard. I also find the layout and info/prompts confusing and by the time Ive tried to work out the direction of these, my muse for an entry has dried up. I LOVE the detail in these, but maybe for a contest, its a little bit of overload. But then, I am a visuals person, I blank at walls of text. Also, my fav girl of the lot, is the grey one.. who is restricted to members-only. So... I can't enter for her anyway. lol I was also busy over christmas and the first two weeks of jan, so I missed most of the contest's open time. Note: I know Lorne_Sionn wants to enter for the purple girl, but he flew to the US on the 23rd and is now setting up a house, so he has almost no time to post. But I'll see if I can poke him tonight about doing so.
+ Thats what we thought was wrong so when we recycle these IF we do, we will be really really simple etc, and keep the texts for meta plots etc~ <3 As for the busy time, yea I noticed a little to late in the game thats why I thought if we ended it in Jan, I'd work.
But again when we recycle these if we do, we will keep those your comments in mind. Thank you for helping us <333
-snuggles the kai- <3
+ As for Lorne, he talked to me about it prior and give him my ok to post his entry!
Usually we wouldn't but he told me that he wouldn't be on to post <3
IT ENDS MONDAY. The 10th guys! You have til tomorrow!
Please forget my prior post that says tomorrow -.-; My computer's date was wrong. D8;;;
Monday, 10th
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:33 pm
There are some very pretty soa here!
I voted the pride was too confusing. When trying to answer the quiz, I got confused and overwhelmed. sad So I ended up giving up.
Good luck everyone who entered.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 12:53 am
No worries!!! I just wanted to clarify, because I love the pride idea, but my mind curls up into a little screaming ball of fear at walls-o-text. XD
And okies!! Just didn't want him to miss it since he was really keen on the purple girl.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 11:30 am
I know some people don't like to read walls of text, but I read the pride's info and it wasn't actually that confusing overall. It was just a lot of information, but I feel that it lends structure to the pride and anyone who has a question is almost guaranteed that it is answered somewhere already. That there can be a questionnaire so long with so many diverse questions means that everything anyone ever needs to know is already set out somewhere to be double-checked at will. AND I know for a fact that the pride leaders are really nice about wrong answers and explaining things that were got wrong, or plain answering any questions in general. So while the amount of information might be overwhelming, no one is going to be mean about whether or not you know everything perfectly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 12:44 pm
I was wondering if my questionnaire was received. Sometimes my pms don't get sent.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 1:30 pm
Zeph: Don't know if that was aimed at me or not.. but its not the pride info that was too much. I love detailed prides. It was the amount of text in the contest.. it did nothing for my poor muse. lol
If that wasn't aimed at me or something, disregard. lol Just wanted to clarify, because I really don;t want the owners to feel their actual pride is not appreciated, because I love it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 2:12 pm
Ends in 2 hours.
I will be jumping on the mule and updating entries etc <3
I'll check questionnaires and if your questionnaire that you entered did NOT get replied to. Don't withdraw! Its because I haven't gotten to it yet! So your still clear even if I take longer. <3 I WILL REPLY TO EVERY PM!
And with the questionnaire, if you DO enter like EVERYTHING wrong- and I receive it, I usually help you along with it and give hints if it proves to be a hard question.
The only reason for the questionnaire is because, I want exactly when you get in to the pride to know the essentials to the pride and not be blindsighted when your rping and have to read TEXT walls while trying to reply and absorb the text walls. Though that does the same to me- I usually like blank sometimes but I have probably read almost every pride and still don't know stuff from.
But these questions are for you to know the most IMPORTANT information and like big tests at school- you look for what the question asks X3 ; not so much reading ALL that text and losing time. >3> But there will be questionnaires in every contest. It will probably be smaller ones XD; But most important.
Also >3>......its an open book text XD!
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ILU GUYS! THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR ALL YOUR COMMENTS AND IT WILL HELP IF ANY ARE RECYCLED OR! WHEN WE GET OUR NEW SOAS TO GIVE OUT!
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 2:33 pm
Aww, it wasn't aimed specifically at you, Kai, you just happened to have said something about what I was posting about. Funny timing is all I guess -luffles- It was mostly aimed at everyone, especially since so many people voted that the pride was confusing, even if they didn't post why they voted as much.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 4:10 pm
Entries Updated.
- Waiting on Lorne's entry
But the contest has ended.
Thank you all for your entries and
we give /hope you all have the best of luck!
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:30 pm
- Veiled Beauty -
Name: Tabia
Name meaning: Swahili name meaning "make incantations."
Rank Desired: Entertainer
Sub-rank: Fighter
Personality: Tabia is a survivor and she is very comfortable within the confines of her fur. She enjoys her role as entertainer for the Pride, and uses all of her sultry, sensual, passions to move the objectives of the Pride forward that are entrusted to her. Tabia is wickedly shrewd, and knows exactly how to use her training and her extreme femininity to get what is needed from her marks. Make no mistake however, Tabia is loyal without question to the Pride and will easily kiss and then kill any feline that they ask her to without hesitation. She is a chameleon and adapts into whatever role she needs to, from demure and innocent, to sassy and spirited, to an elegant seductress, but underneath it all is a very clear, very observant and very shrewd, very complex mind.
Prompt Number: 2
Prompt Response: (Nartive Form)
I hear the music begin, and my breathing calms as the heavy, primal beat of the dream sets a counter to my heart. I pose, back arched, my khoal lined eyes closed, front shoulder down, a 'hunting' stance. I wait, one breath, two breaths, letting all who watch tonight's drum circle drink their fill of my lithe, dancer's body. It's all part of the role, and I know my role well.
The drum is joined by another, and I roll my shoulders forward, the gem and belled cuffs on my front paws adding a counter melody to the rolling beat as I 'stalk' my prey. I can see him, young and confident, not a cub any longer, but not yet a blooded male, sitting near the front. I lift my golden eyes, the look in them demure, unsure as I met his pale ones, a look only for him. I blush, dropping my gaze, paws shifting as I twirl away, the veil over my muzzle catching the light of the fire on the head piece that keeps it on. I make sure the very tip of my tail brushes under his chest. He is the only onlooker I touch, a single, silent admittance to him that I am his, and only his.
I had worried when I first came to gather his mother, to escort her back to our Family that I would have had to end his life in order to fore fill the task entrusted to me. The extra baggage of the cub was not expected. She had failed to mention that she had given birth, its always those small details that ruin the best negotiated deals, but such small details are easily dealt with. For her sake, I would have made it quick, he would have felt nothing.
The rhythm changes in the drums, and drop low to my belly, slinking across the cleared ground, tail curled high, my eyes smoldering with the passion of my 'hunt'. He'd saved himself however, with the typical folly of youth, he'd fallen in love with me. If the situation had not been so dire, it would have been laughable. As it was, he'd inadvertently saved his own skin.
Flipping backward I land on my hind paws, tail lashing back and forth as I shake one hip and then the other before gracefully returning to all fours, once more rolling the blades of my shoulders, my movements set to the rapidly rolling beat of the music as it begins to reach its climax. When he'd confessed his love to me, I had fallen into his waiting paws, sobbing with joy and relief, telling him how I was running, how I was hunted, how frightened and scared I was, and how resolved I was to continue my quest to save my family from those wicked felines who had them, though I knew not if they were alive or dead. Poor young fool had bought it.
I stretched myself out along ground, head, body, tail, adulating like a snake as I slow my frantic pace perfectly with the halting music of the drums, my gold eyes seeking his in the crowd. He reassures me with that gentle, loving smile of his, and quietly slips away, away to the river, where I will met him as the rest of the Pride feasts on today's successful kill. Together, we will slip away into the dark, and he will join me on my quest, become my protector, my lover, my...mate. The though makes me want to laugh, but I suppress it as I slip back into my starting position, the drums slow beat falling back to the sole drum that had begun the dance.
As its rhythm fades, I re-clothe myself in the role I am playing, glancing up one more time, this time the look calculated and unfriendly, meeting those of his mother's, the order clear....she will follow behind and not interfere as I lead him back to our Pride, for if she does, she will bring back to our Family his dead and broken body.
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