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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 7:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 6:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 9:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:24 am
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(( Doesn't seem to state anywhere that you can't enter for more than one, so I hope this is OK! ))
Name: Ubalamwezi (Meaning "Bright Moonlight" in Swahili) Screen Name: ~Masamune~ Personality: Serious to a fault, Ubalamwezi is not the easiest lion to be around. Stern, uncompromising and frightfully determined, his harshest critic is himself. He cares greatly for his Pride, but because of his severe lack of social skills and his inability to show almost any emotion, others may secretly question how he truely feels. Rank: Warrior Any other information: Although the rank of Toruk Mackto is a hereditary position, Ubalamwezi would try his very best to change this. His determination to be the greatest of all Warriors is so absolute that he will do almost anything to achieve the rank that he covets so dearly.
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Name: Azizi Meaning: "Precious Thing" in Swahili How many Navi SOA do you own? None Personality Description: Azizi feels somewhat bitter in regards to the hand that she has been dealt. Considering that she's mainly white, a colour that is quite revered within the Pride, she was still given the rank of Acolyte due to her odd teal and pink markings. She finds herself dwelling on this quite often, as although she's not treated poorly by the rest of the Pride, she is looked down upon.
As a result, her personality is somewhat more negative than the majority of the Pride. For her, the glass is always half empty as opposed to half full. She is very much a pessimist.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 9:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 11:55 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 12:09 pm
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 7:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:46 pm
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Ok.. I can't resist any longer!
Kerusey regards the old ways Prompt: Give us a roleplay that would be used for the other throwing. His attacking of Eytucan. He is not trying to kill. How did you convince the two acolyte rogues to help you. What is his plan of action. What are his thoughts. Pretty much just prove to us you think you can roleplay this male. Also, what do you plan on doing with him after his exile.
(Not really sure what this is asking for, but I am gona give it a go. XD Also guessing on some of the plot between Kerusey and the two rogues.)
Kerusey snarled under his breath, glancing to the side where Azria and Moyo were hidden in the thick foliage, just like himself. Come on... come on. He flawed his claws, shredding the leaf litter under him as he forced himself to wait. Just a moment longer and that stupid guard would finish his report to his brother and leave.. which was the opening Kerusey had been waiting for now for the past several minutes.
He had persuaded the two rogues to join him using a mixture of threats, bribes and whispered promises... They had been fairly easy to persuade once they realised that he would be King and they would get high positions in the pride. False of course, he was planning to use them as scapegoats, but they didn't know that and the two fools were doing everything he told them to do. And soon enough the pair of them would be attacking the leader, as soon as the stupid guard got out of his way! Swallowing a frustrated growl he took a deep breath. Patience.... he had waited years for this chance, to solidify his position enough that he could over throw his weak-hearted brother and take his rightful place as Commanding Warrior. He could wait a few more minutes.....
Suddenly a rustle off to his left shattered the quiet of the cool forest evening. Oh no... Kerusey barely had time to draw breath before the rogue charged forwards with a wild yell, headed directly at Eytucan. NO! It was too soon!!! The fool! Knowing it was now or never he let free a loud, chilling roar of his own and leapt forwards, knowing the other rogue would follow as that was their signal. Throwing himself through the bushes towards his brother he saw the guard turn and rush too meet them. With horror he realised just who it was... Tsamsiyu’eyng! The meddling old warrior who was always watching him from some shadow somewhere. Well.. two birds with one stone. Claws extended he rushed the pride's Toruk Makto, he had to kill Tsamsiyu now, or the other lion would fight to the death to protect his Commander.
Just a short section of a possible rp. After he is defeated and chased from the pride, I am more than open to further plots regarding where he goes, and any possible chance of a future return to mess with the next leader (the rogue heir Pietr, hated by Kerusey).
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