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 Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:14 pm
Male 2
Name: Fulathela (Zulu; Turn the back)
Desired Rank: Scout
Personality: Delusional, fun loving, occasionally serious
Prompt Reply: "There he was again. Thela, my shadow. He constantly gets away from me! Why can't he stay beside me like everyone else's shadow?" Fula wondered. "Carefully, Fula, you see him, but he doesn't see you. You've got to be swift and silent. Thela's sneaky..."
Currently his shadow was masquerading as that elephant skull's shadow. So he'd spotted him. Now came the hard part of actually catching him. Carefully, Fula slunk around the skull. He peeked through the long empty eye sockets to make sure Thela had not fled. He was still there, good. Slowly, quietly he stalked closer. He mustn't alarm the shadow. He had the upper paw now, Thela was within his sights, but he had no idea Fula' had seen him. Ha. This time for sure Thela was going to be put back in his place at Fula's side.
With great speed and accuracy Fula pounced! Victory was all his! He could taste the sweet win. When he left the shadow of the skull his own personal shadow was where it belonged. He pranced a bit in glee. His shadow'd been eluding him all day. It was about time he'd finally caught Thela. Sneaky bugger. Almost as sneaky as he himself was, but not nearly as good looking or crafty. Fula sensed a feeling of frustration from Thela at his last thought. Well too bad, it was true.
He gave a congratulatory laugh and shook himself (Thela was forced to follow along) then trotted along hoping to run into some dinner now that his shadow was with him. Unfortunately it was not dinner that crossed his (their) path first, but a very fine looking female. Thela of course had slither over and join with her shadow. "If I don't catch him now, I'll spend the rest of the afternoon looking and maybe not get any dinner." He said to himself.
So he did the only thing he could. Fula threw himself at the female and her shadow to reclaim his irritatingly wayward, crafty and somewhat pervy shadow. Hopefully the female wouldn't hurt him too bad, or think he was too crazy. Really he was just protecting her from an AWOL shadow.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 5:27 am
Female 1Name: Bozi (Stupid) Desired Rank: Bone Collector Personality: Obsessive, slightly neurotic (when it comes to things she's obsessing over) Prompt Reply:Quote: Prompt: You have a delicious, fresh leg bone. What do you do with it? Bone, BONE! She had a bone. Oh gods, it was a delicious, juicy, tender bone. Bozi felt the drool dribbling from the corners of her mouth as she carried the long, white stick-like thing back to her private corner. Well, it was as private as she could get in this place. She couldn't risk going into a den - someone might try and take her bone, then! At least with her rump pressed up against the stone wall no one could sneak up at her and she had the strength to smack any pups away if they tried to go after her bone. Reverently Bozi set the long femur down over her front paws. She stared at it, transfixed, for what felt like forever. It was... it was perfect. Tears even sprung to her eyes at the sight of this glory. The sturdy white material was untouched by tooth or claw mark, well. Except for the ones she had made but she had made them. That made this her bone. "Mine." She uttered and looked around suspiciously. "MINE! You hear!?" Finally, with a sigh she settled down and almost daintily began to chew at the knobbly end of the bone. "Aaaahhhnnghn-mnghf-mnf. MMMMNNNHHHarngf!" Oh god, it was so delicious. ... felt her eyes rolling back in her head and loud, drawn out sounds of delight issued forth as she crunched the first segment, feeling that wonderful crunch of bone in her teeth. In blissful abandon she continued to chew, snap, slurp, grind, and shred her treasure to bits. She was lost in rapture. It was a gift from the GODS to HER and she would- Cli-clack!Bozi blinked her eyes open as her teeth snapped shut around air. She looked down in confusion which quickly flooded into rage and then erupted into despair. HER bone! HERS! Where was it? One second she'd been enjoying it's succulent flavor the next there was nothing! She cast about desperately, finding shards of bone laying around her forepaws, but those weren't HER bone. HER bone was immaculate and whole. HER bone hadn't been chewed to bits! With a growl she stood up, casting about for the culprit who must have taken HER bone. The sneaky devil must have slipped in when she had her eyes closed and snagged it right out from her mouth. Well she wasn't going to just sit back and let them get away with this heinous atrocity without some kind of repercussion. Bozi stalked away from her private corner on stiff legs, shoulders set as she sought the perpetrator out - she was going to flay the hide from their rump when she caught up with them. --- Female 2Name: Churo (unlucky) Desired Rank: Guard Personality: Pissed off, very unlucky - if something can go wrong around her it will Prompt Reply:Quote: Prompt: If there is no prompt, what would you disclose in this space instead? <- This is a SHORT video --- Male 2Name: Hern (Mythical Hunter) Desired Rank: Head Hunter (or just Hunter if Head is not available) Personality: Intelligent, stealthy, serious to a fault, has only one weakness (his fixation) Prompt Reply: Quote: Prompt: I'm being mean. This hyena likes to stalk things. But what, exactly, is his fixation? It was raining. Everyone was looking at him, a few with sneers, some with barely concealed smiles, even more openly laughing. Anyone and everyone who knew Hern were whispering behind paws about how it was raining. A small crowd had gathered behind where the male sat as still as the stone around them. He seemed to be waiting for something, watching the sky unblinkingly even as drops of water splattered down onto his face. "Hey, Herny! Don't drown!"
"Hey, hey, Herny! You'll catch it this time!"Gales of laughter erupted amongst his peers behind him. Hern ignored all of the taunts and jeers. He was focused. Eyes narrowed as he glared up at the roiling clouds above, tense, waiting, ready... Light suddenly flashed in the sky, causing everyone else to jolt and yelp, even cower as the roaring BOOM of thunder followed soon after but still Hern sat. And he sat. Finally the water falling from the sky began to slow. Finally Hern showed signs of movement. He crouched down, heart hammering in his chest as he switched his gave from directly above to directly in front and the horizon. His breathing came fast, his muscles tensed so long they had begun to ache but he remained still...disciplined. Patience. It was the key factor to any successful hunt and he would succeed this time. As the clouds slowly began to part and the sun peered through the great hunter Hern turned his head this way and that, seeking...searching... With barely any warning he gave a loud YAP and bolted forward, kicking up rocks and shards of bone so quick was his take off. There it was! RIGHT AHEAD OF HIM. This time... THIS TIME he would succeed. He would catch it and he would wrestle it to the ground and rip it to shreds. HATRED raged through his blood as he ran as swift as his feet could carry him through the bone yard and past it's boundaries. He trained endlessly in between the times he met this foe, gaining endurance so he could run longer, faster, harder - all so he could catch IT. He would out-run it this time. "Where's Hern going?"
"Hern? Oh. Yeah, it rained, didn't it? Y'see that light over there? With all the colors? No, there. Yeah, that. Hern's hates that thing, he's going to go try and kill it."((His fixation is rainbows.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:25 am
Male 1
Name: Khayalan (Delusion in Indonesian)
Desired Rank: Guard
Personality: Distant, un trusting, quiet, crazy, blood lust.
Prompt Reply: Days were all the same. Train, fight, protect, rid the world of the disgusting filth known as lions. The only joy Khay got out of life, was harassing the slaves and playing with his dinner. Oh yes, he'd dare say it.
Slipping away into the dark shadows with his catch, Khay would begin his 'ritual.' He'd start by slowly ripping the flesh from its still squirming carcass. Nothing gave this crazy, blood lustful hyena better satisfaction. Well, except maybe doing this to a lion, but that would come in time. Oh how he loved to feel the blood and skin slide over his paws. Its sweet crimson tang tickling his taste buds. A tease before the real meal, thats what he called it. "Whats that? Oh...am I hurting you?" he'd coo as he would rip his meal apart until nothing was left. "I'm sorry, so very sorry." he'd whisper into the ear, wherever it was at the time. "Here, let me make it better for you." he'd grin and rip something els off. And when he was done stripping the fur ever so precisely, he'd devour the flesh, so ravenously. Blood was everywhere, staining even the darkest parts of his coat red. And after that, he'd move on to the bones, crunching them ever so loudly, yet so easily in his powerful jaws. Ah the bliss.
When he was done, he'd leave his sanctuary, coat stained with blood. Nothing left of the carcass he once had but a stain on the dark and dreary earth. Several suspicious/questioning gazes cast upon him as he seemed to almost prance back to his duties.
Crazy? Him? Noooooo, never. He was perfectly sane. Yep. Quite sane.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:26 am
Female 2
Name: Suseklis (Heckle in Latvian)
Desired Rank: Scout
Personality: Sassy, giggly, mean, one of the boys.
Prompt Reply: This space is a lie 8U
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 11:42 am
Christopher Johnson So exciting biggrin So for Female 2, do I reply as if I'm making up my own prompt?
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 9:27 pm
Quote: Prompt: You're so pink! How do you feel, sticking out like a sore thumb? mkali mmoja 'bright one' Personality: a downer but when he thinks he makes his thoughts positive and turns them into something that can make him smile. Prompt Reply: Pink!
Of all colours I had to be born pink, and of all packs in this one. I stick out like a spork trying to be a spoon or a fork. And why this seems to be a problem? Cause when you look at a heard of sheep and all are white except that one black one, everyone seems to notice. And when everyone else seems to not even have much colour on them of course I get the most outrageous bold and brightest colour of them all. I do however somewhat fit in...My nose is black. That must count for at least one point in this place. However maybe it's not such a bad thing that I bring a little colour to this colourless place. Maybe that was my purpose of being born the colour of a pig...------------------------------------- Quote: Prompt: If there is no prompt, what would you disclose in this space instead? usiku bakora 'night stripes' Desired Rank: Bone Reader/ or collector Personality: She is not one to miss anything, she thinks everything through and if she makes a mistake she "backs up" and tries to figure it out or find something to answer her problems. Prompt Reply: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjYSERaXEGI
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 9:37 pm
You did not just link that Zero XD <33333
(btw, the first slave is a boy ;P )
Female 3
Name: Kalma (calm in maltese)
Desired Rank: Bone Reader (though if not available still, bone setter)
Personality: Calm and sweet with a hint of insanity. Almost creepily as such. Speaks in "riddles".
Prompt Reply:
"My heart on my shoulder, see it you not?
LOVER says the wind.
GENTLE says the rain.
You seek me out, yes?
Come come, let ol' Kalma show you just how loving she really is!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 8:00 pm
For that Male 1 could i summit a pic i drew?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 8:18 pm
Female 1 Name: Fiedel'Stöcke (Fiddlesticks) Desired Rank: Bone Collector Personality: She like herp derping around the pack. Prompt Reply: Quote: Prompt: You have a delicious, fresh leg bone. What do you do with it? Eat it. 8B
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 10:26 pm
Znaruto For that Male 1 could i summit a pic i drew?
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 1:58 pm
Oh i mis-read redface and yup I did just link that aha .
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 3:34 pm
Female 1
Name: Skalda
Desired Rank: Bone collector
Personality: Slightly greedy, enjoys making a good deal with dumb rogues
Prompt Reply: The obvious would have been to eat it, but Skada was just not that hungry. She gnawed a bit for good measure but then started to look for something more entertaining. Not letting go of the bone of course, someone else might want it and she was not going to give it away.
Another hyena was pretty much passed out in her favourite spot in the shadow under a large boulder. It was the orange-maned male that had joined the pride around the same time as she had. Annoying fellow. A mean spirited giggle escaped her as she finally got an idea. She stifled it as best she could and started climbing smaller rocks and boulders until she perched on top of the large boulder shadowing the lazy b*****d occupying her favourite spot.
"Oi," she hollered, accidentally on purpose dropping the bone as she did so. The male looked up just in time to be hit square between the eyes with a very satisfying thud. "Ooops?"
She laughed as she saw the look on his face. Much better than the fleeting happiness of eating a tasty bone. Only, now she was hungry. And not sure how to climb down. Curses...
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:01 pm
Male 1Name:Ocan [Mean hard time] Desired Rank:Guard Personality: This guy seem to have bad luck everywhere he goes but he a good guy that see the glass half full even though the glass just spill on the ground. Prompt Reply: This is what his days are like
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 6:00 pm
Slave 2
Name:Vida
Personality: Rude, Suck-up, act like a cheerleader XDDD
Prompt Reply: DUH! I'm slave what you think.....I'm just going to sit here while no one notice me. PFFT NO! This Mean It give ME a change to get out of here.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 5:33 pm
Female 2Name:Xola Desired Rank:Guard Personality: mean,rude,angry Prompt Reply: AWESOME
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