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 Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:01 am
*strikes dramatic pose* Advertising! Final day!
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 6:31 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 6:56 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 7:16 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 7:51 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 10:18 am
Last day advertising! : D
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 12:12 pm
I Have Class
Name: Edeltreu (Eh-Dell-tray-oo)
Owner's Name: F a y t h - x
Prompt Response:
Edeltreu was not known for showing what she felt on the inside. Indeed, she was a very contained lioness. Because her mother was a goddess she fancied that she was supposed to act like some sort of royalty when she was little. Inside, though, she had always been a very sentimental girl. No one ever saw that side though. She took actions and said words that she knew others would expect her to take given their perception of her, and her reputation. Every once in a while though....
What was that?
Edel's ears perked as she thought she heard something, but that couldn't be! This area she was now passing through had obviously been set upon by the Nergui! And when they attacked there were no survivors
She didn't understand, despite who her mother was, such senseless destruction. Of course, that didn't mean she hadn't participated in some because it had been expected. She hated it though. It was as if she had no will of her own, and she hated that too.
There it was!
Was that movement? Yes, yes it was! But...then again, surely not.... Edel stopped, brow furrowed, before slowly walking towards the movement. As she neared she saw that it was a young cublette and her steps hastened. That part inside of her, the sentimental part hidden within, ached. This destruction had been the Neguri's work no doubt, and this cub...this cub had miraculously survived... but it didn't look good... without help, she would surely die....
This could have very well been her sister or father's work. It hurt.
This was one of those time when Edel fought with what was expected of her, and what she felt was right... Should she put this cub out of its misery, or try her best to nurture this youth back to health? If she did, what kind of life would it then lead? Would it look for revenge? That was no life... Would it be traumatized for life?
Still, with this little cub crawling injured and crawling at her feet...she couldn't destroy it. And she reasoned that the future was unpredictable.... With the right upbringing the cub might yet learn to live a fruitful, joyful life... And so, Edel examined the cub's injuries, then picked her up by the scruff of the neck and urgently headed towards the east. She knew a healer, and she knew she must get the cub to him as quickly as possible.
"Thank you..." the cub weezed.
Edel teared up, and with new reassurance she picked up speed. She would save this cub's life. For better or for worse.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 12:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 1:20 pm
Dark & Handsome
Name: Crispin (If not allowed, then its derivative Crispus meaning "curly-haired")
Owner's Name: Reeshie Hack
Personality: Crispin is a rogue by both senses of the definition. He has no territory of his own and isn't even sure if he wants one. In truth, he thinks it would probably be too much work. While he feels some sort of connection to his sister, he cares nothing for his absent father and the she-cub their mother had left with him, and has little opinion over his mother. Though he is thankful to her for raising them and opening their eyes to a vast world rather than leaving them in the wilderness or worse, besides that he doesn't much care. She made it clear to them that they were more of a bother to her when they had grown enough to take care of themselves, so he often does not give her a second thought.
He's fine letting his sister go her own way, it's her life after all and he expects her to treat him the same way and stay out of his business. He wouldn't mind if she came along with him on his wanderings, just as long as she wasn't a problem.
Probably because of his family situation, he doesn't have a very good concept of mating. Females to him are mostly just passing flings or assistance if he gives them attention at all. He won't go out of his way to woo a lady, but if she shows her interest, he'll return it with a smile.
He has a tendency to get restless and his temper grows shorter and shorter when that happens. Normally he keeps a pretty cool head, but when he's extremely bothered by something he can get quite mean.
Plot Plans: I don't have a whole lot of ideas for him besides continuing to wander.
I do think it would be nice if his sister stayed by him, if they ran into one another, or (If she goes looking for their father and other sister) at least one RP in which they argue about the Nergui.
I haven't decided, but his visions would probably be either dreams or sudden ones that blind him while he's awake. If the former, they wouldn't bother him too much, but if the latter he would find them annoying and dangerous. So... probably the dreams. It would depend on his mood whether he acted on them or not.
Pride-wise, I would be rather picky on it. He would never join one where he had to hide his seer abilities, but he would also refuse to take a position in which that was all he ever did. He'd get sick of it after too long. He'd rather be a fighter, or preferably a commander as he likes having authority. I don't think he'd ever want to go so far as to full-on lead because of the responsibility involved, but something higher than just a basic warrior and something equal to or lower than a second-in-command would be just fine.
Somewhat like his mother, he's more neutral, doing what he feels like rather than deliberately helping or hindering other individuals. So he'd never join a pride that was wholly evil or good.
Mate-wise, I think I'd rather him not settle down for a while. He doesn't really understand the concept and it would have to take a very stubborn, outspoken female to explain to him how that is supposed to work. Once she did, however, he would be perfectly fine letting her do all the work and allow the cubs to leave at adolescence if they wanted. His mate would have to make him do things or intervene.
I'm debating having him associated with some of my other seers, either fellow demi-god Luthe or the gifted males Thanatos and Sadal. Or maybe all three, depending. With Luthe, they'd be acquaintances, Luthe being the elder of the two and always trying to get him out of dour moods. They both have rather dry senses of humor and have any number of exploits, visions, and gods to discuss, as Luthe's mother is Messengers and his step-father is Ambition. Thanatos and Sadal would probably be more like colleagues, meeting with him from time to time to discuss their visions and any exploring he's done. Thanatos is attempting to map the world in which they live, so any help from rogues is much appreciated. In return for a rest area in and escort through the desert where the two seers (And Than's eventual mate) live, Crispin would be perfectly glad to help. In fact, it might be interesting if there is a sort of one-sided jealously on Than's part, as Crispin is rather handsome and much as Than would try otherwise he is attracted to the lady living with him and Sadal.
I also would not mind some RP with his mother if you are so inclined, or at least further discussion with you on how they were raised. Things like gender roles, values, morals, how they view other gods, etc. This would also heavily influence what prides he might join, if he ever did join one. I was ambiguous on these points because I'd want your opinion on the matter. XD
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 2:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 3:42 pm
Aint He Gorgeous?Name: Mkhai (Egyptian name meaning "fight.")
Owner's Name: Excited Apathy
Personality: If there were to be one word chosen to describe Mkhai, it would be 'ambition.' For all of his life, Mkhai has striven to reach as high as he can, to claw his way to the top by any means neccessary. He's proud enough to be a Shadow Guard, but he wants, and has always wanted, more. His failure to attain that 'more?' Oh, that's a sore spot and then some, and it wouldn't be wise in the least to mention it anywhere in his vicinity unless you outrank him...in which case he'll suffer through it while looking like he just swallowed an incredibly sour fruit. Those that are closest to him are subjected to the fiercest scrutiny--his ambitions extend to them, and he will not accept failure--and his former family broke under the pressure. They are now forgotten, as the weak and unworthy should be. He is extremely bitter about being left with a mere daughter, and he drives her more harshly than any other, as though by doing so he might force her to live up to her mother's promise.
Description for Colourist: Regal rogue lines. Pink eyes from children. Pale pink swirly markings from second daughter over his body, mane and tail color of hers as well. Pelt should start out the dark color of the son's, but have darker gradienting down his legs and tail similar to the first daughter's. Reference is only for general colors and marking location, as there's no way in hell I can replicate those pretty swirlies.
Reference!
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 8:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 8:56 pm
I Have Class Name: Nyeupe'damu (White blood)
Owner's Name: Puhterodactyl
Prompt Response:#3
If the rogue lands had kings and queens, they would be the gods and goddesses; and that would make Nyeupe a princess. She certainly acted like it. Once she became an adolescent and her mother ceased caring for her, it was a change of pace. She had to hunt her own food and tend to her own needs. It didn't suit her fancy. Quickly, she found a familiar and gave it those responsibilities. It kept her from having to stoop to the low level of having to accept help from males in exchange for favors. Not that males didn't try, anyway.
Nyeupe rebuffed any lion who made an advance on her, and used her goddess mother and seer powers to backup her threats. Slowly, reputation of her cold demeanor spread and males came around less frequently. Gradually, she decided she almost missed the attention. What kind of princess didn't have a court that adored her?
So it was when a god finally showed interest in her, she cared very little of his looks or domain, or even his manners. Nyeupe put up with a great deal of mistreatment from the god, and even had to begin to hunt. It wasn't that he needed mortal sustenance, he just needed Nyeupe to be put into her place beneath him. Her familiar, Euthalia, began to serve him. Just another way to demean her. But Nyeupe finally had her king and her status.
She became pregnant by him and looked forward to more rogue land royals. But as her due date approached, her god left her. Nyeupe never understood the circumstances behind his disappearance. Did he have a goddess mate enraged by his mortal mistress? Was he disinterested in being responsible for their cubs? What if the Nergui had found and killed him? Because of her heritage, the heritage of her cubs, would they be next?
Nyeupe eventually had two cubs, and she and Euthalia struggled to care for them. The young mother's body turned haggard and scrawny, her coat and mane disheveled. She decided the small game that she and her familiar could take was not enough and planned for a bigger hunt. She and the jackal left the cubs for only a couple of hours, and with no luck on the hunt. Incredibly disheartened, they called it a day and returned to the cubs, who had been stowed away in a cave. However, they only found one, and it was dead- murdered.
Set into a panic and driven almost mad at the sight of her dead cub, she had her first vision- it was of the spilling of blood. Her Sight showed a leopard came upon the cave with a kill of his own, maybe the cave had been his originally, but he killed one of the cubs on sight and took off with the other. For over a week Nyeupe and Euthalia tried to find the second cub. Eventually they tracked it down, but when Nyeupe didn't have a vision while staring at its lifeless body, they concluded it must have died of starvation, and her visions, they concluded, only showed her when blood was spilled.
Since the day her she saw her second cub lying dead, Nyeupe has ceased to speak. Euthalia understands her needs and speaks for her mistress. They both know the lioness will never open her heart to anyone again. Now Nyeupe seeks out her father and other sister. She has been inspired to join the Nergui in the hopes of killing the father of her cubs as revenge for how she was treated as his slave, and because surely if he had not deserted, their family would still be alive now.
When she finally does rejoin her father and sister, she will begin to speak again, but only out of necessity, as it is with most of her actions. Her days as a princess are over.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 8:59 pm
I Have Class
Name: Macra (lean, meager, poor)
Owner's Name: mouselet
Prompt Response: She wasn't heading anywhere in particular when she smelled it. Blood. A familiar odor, that always seemed to herald something significant in the young lioness' life. And with the mother Macra had, it seemed worthwhile to investigate and satisfy her curiosity.
The trail led her to a juvenile male, barely alive. Critically, the lioness examined what she saw. He wasn't conscious, and was sorely wounded, leaking blood fast. The marks of attack reminded her of things she had seen among the Nergui. Macra's nostrils closed and her eyes narrowed at the thought. She'd been raised among the Nergui until she was the same age as this youth dying here. Her mother had come and claimed her and her brother then, wresting them away. She had protested at the time, knowing nothing else.
Now...now she wasn't so certain it had been a bad thing, to leave the pride. It was strange to think that if not for Uuni, it could have been her claws and teeth that had done this. Stranger to think it could have been her sister. They hadn't been especially close as children, closeness wasn't really a part of the Nergui lifestyle. Neither was love. Loyalty, obedience...these were virtues that pride cherished.
Macra had gradually decided that obedience wasn't her forte. Still, she was like her mother in that she wouldn't do an evil deed (or a good one) just because it was there to be performed.
Which left the question of this youth. She could leave him for the vultures, or she could aid him. Which would be more entertaining?
The lioness decided that allowing him to live, to grow, and to seek revenge would be most interesting. Not that she had any intention of being nearby to watch. This was simply a cycle that she would set in motion. Her connection to the pride didn't matter. And as for this boy, she'd have no real connection to him either.
She managed to arrange herself under him to better transport him to a shelter near water. He had a life in front of him, and today it suited her to help him return to it.
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