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 Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 2:00 am
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lionkuno
Name: Kuno [Clan;family].
Gender: Male.
Pride: ?.
Rank: ?.
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: Velius x Emm'ahlie.
Siblings: Taabika'nafsi [sister], Maiara [sister], Zabuni Nafsi [sister], Azayo [brother].
Extended Family:
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Lime Green.
Personality:
The most important thing in the world for Kuno is his family. Almost overly protective of his parents, and especially his siblings, he does everything in his power to avoid having to see them hurt or upset, and when he does, he will turn the world itself upside down to find a way to make things right.
Family will always mean more to him by far than anything else, including any friends he might make outside, and if he was forced to pick, it would be his family every time and without the slightest hesitation. Although he does not see himself as the family's protector, or anything that could be taken as a self-proclaimed label, he does watch over them unconsciously, and often finds it difficult to function in their absence as his mind will inevitably wonder as to whether or not each and every single one of them is safe.
Because of his desire to keep everybody safe, Kuno will often see to it that somebody (most likely him) takes charge of the situation, and will often take it upon himself to make decisions for his siblings or his parents - ones that he believes will benefit them. Authoritative and confident when the situation calls for it, he can easily step into the role of leader and will do so with little hesitation if he feels that it is required of him.
As such, however, he can become unintentionally pushy and stubborn, sometimes making decisions for others that they may not necessarily agree with, and refusing to back down until he has been thoroughly convinced otherwise.
He loves his family life. The more the merrier, he says, although sometimes it does stress him out having to make sure that each and every single one of them is safe and sound and happy. Just being told so won't do - he'll have to see it for himself.
Kuno is very superstitious. Liekvery. VERY. So he'll probably pick up and carry around some good-luck charms, invent little rituals for himself, avoid certain things just because they "look shady," and stuff like that.
Likes: Little things - they're easier to keep safe. Flowers - they smell nice, and they look nice when he picks them for his moms and his sisters to wear.
Dislikes: Nighttime - he is convinced that evil is much more likely to be at work in the dark. Snakes - he thinks they're sly, two-faced little bastards who lie too much for their own good and do nothing other than waste sapce.
History:
Raised in a tight-knit family with two fathers (Velius, Canicus) and two mothers (Emm'ahlie, Xixili).
Future:
- When he gets older (maybe adol/adult), I'd like to have him fall in love with a girl who will eventually realize that she just can't stand to share him with his family and who will give him an ultimatum: her, or his family, at which point he will (of course) pick his family and have his heart broken by her leaving him.
- Then, of course, eventually a mate who will be willing to share his affections with the rest of his family
- Maybe a snake familiar? Just for the sake of it. xDD
- But, of course, before that, a snakey plot that will prompt his intense hatred for adders.
- Some bad luck at night to confirm his superstitions that nighttime = evil time
- Maybe some sort of... journey or something that he feels is his duty that will take him reluctantly away from home for a while and teach him to be less dependent on his family?
Growths
[Cub][Juve][Adol][Adult]
Uncerted
[Cub][Juve][Adol][Adult]
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 2:35 am
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lionferawyn
Name: Ferawyn ["champion musician"].
Gender: Male.
Pride: Myrsky Syntynyt.
Rank: Thrall.
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: ? x ?.
Siblings: N/A.
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Dark Turquoise.
Personality:
Ferawyn is a singer. He is also a kleptomaniac.
But not just any old kleptomaniac: he has the compulsive urge to steal lions. How does he do this? Well, Ferawyn has a beautiful singing voice, like nothing you've ever heard before. His songs have been known to enchant the wind and the trees and the earth itself and cause birds to fall out of the sky mid-flight, and this special ability he uses as a means to achieve... well, pretty much everything.
When it comes to stealing lionesses, he tends to sing them into a drug-like stupor, before spiriting them away. Except, he steals them simply because he has the urge to steal, and not because he actually wants to be with them, and as a result, he often finds himself waking up in the mornings (when he sings, he tends to fall into that weird, half-conscious stupor as well) next to gorgeous lionesses and finding himself at a loss as to what to do next.
On the surface, Ferawyn is a charming, light-hearted lion with a devil-may-care streak and a genuine, warm smile that rarely seems to leave his face. He's an optimist, and always tries to find see the best in everything and everyone, even his own kleptomaniac tendencies (though to be honest, they have given him a rather bad rap with other males).
Clearly, he loves to sing, just for the sake of making music, and can often be found humming or belting out tunes for the sake of entertaining himself and others. He loves to compose music, though he prefers lyricless songs, and he is also gorgeous (think: elves from LotR; he is that pretty, and his voice that amazing... ohyeah)
History:
Ferawyn was born into a family of musical lions; his parents were a singing duet famous throughout the lands, and his siblings were equally talented in song as well as numerous other aspects of the arts. His mother was the proverbial prima donna, loud and proud and always in control. She was also a firm believer in little superstitions, so when her cubs were born, she scrutinized each one with care. The first cub to finish his very first meal, she believed, would be the most talented of the litter. That cub was Ferawyn, and in return, she bestowed upon him the most prestigious name of the lot: champion musician.
Growing up the youngest of five sons, he had plenty of competition, though his mother's predictions came true. He had the best voice of the lot, one that could charm anything into submission--including his brothers' girlfriends, all of which he (wittingly or unwittingly) managed to steal. This was the first manifestation of his kleptomaniac tendencies. He would charm the girl, realize he didn't actually want her now that he had stolen her, and leave her hurt and bewildered in the middle of the savannah.
Eventually, the brothers grew used to the routine, and treated it with an air of muted "wtf?" Having realized that there was no changing their little brother, they put up with it, until at adolescence, the five of them split ways. Since then, Ferawyn has been roaming the lands charming the pants of lady after lady with his song (although HONESTLY, he doesn't mean any harm by it! D: D: ) and incurring a long, long roster of enemies.
Growths
[Adult]
Uncerted
[Adult]
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 9:08 pm
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lionamalie
Name: Amalie ["beautiful giver"].
Gender: Female.
Pride: Ulili-Mlindaji.
Rank: Apprentice (will be Keeper).
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: Gunnar x Pumzi.
Siblings: Halvar [brother], Lucivar [brother], ???.
some throwbacks
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Burly Wood.
Personality:
Amalie believes in giving. Her existence is almost entirely unmaterialistic, as she is attached to nothing as much as her desire to give. She will willingly relinquish her time and belongings to whosoever requests them from her. All anyone has to do is but ask, and Amalie will give.
The only thing she retains is judgment. Rarely does she indulge in the need to judge others for who they are or what they do. She doesn't dwell so much on the past, or even, perhaps, the present, but more so on the future and on what can be done to better somebody, be it his soul or his situation. Instead of spending time passing judgment, Amalie invests her time in helping others, so that they might become as good and as pure as they can possibly be.
Softspoken and almost overly genteel, Amalie may come off as too vulnerable in a harsh world.
History:
Growths
[Cub][Juve][Juve-Ulili][Adol][Adult]
Uncerted
[Cub][Juve][Adol][Adult]
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 2:32 am
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lionmishaal
Name: Mishaal ["Fire Keeper"].
Gender: Female.
Pride: Motoujamii-Simo.
Rank: Soldier.
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: ? x ?.
Siblings: N/A.
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Orange Red.
Personality:
Dominant and used to throwing her weight around, Mishaal takes orders only from lions that have taken the time and effort to earn her respect. True to her birth name, she is a force to be reckoned with, both in a position of leadership and as a follower. She is confident and self-assured, able to trust herself with the lives and well-being of others. Not one for faltering, she can make decisions in the blink of an eye, and can stand by them and take responsibility regardless of the outcome. She is always there for others, there to back them up and help anyone out of a rut, but works best when she finds one special individual with whom she can build a firm partnership, and who she can get to know better than anyone else and learn to anticipate his or her thoughts, even before he thinks them.
She is a prideful lion, and is acutely aware of all of her strengths and weaknesses. She does not make excuses for herself, but does tend to focus more on the things that make her proud. She isn't a big talker, and takes a while to warm up to new creatures, though she does loosen up considerably once the initial barrier has been broken. She does her best to play nice with everyone, although any number of things could set her off, and she is quick to make judgements, although also quick to repeal them.
Mishaal has a terrible--abso-freakin-lutely terrible--sense of direction, and poor location memory to accompany it. While she and her twin brother were equal parts brain and brawn, she relied almost completely on him for navigation while he relied on her for her practicality and ever-preparedness. Her mind is inventive, and she can come up with myriad ways to solve problems using whatever is around her.
The part of her brain wired to her sense of direction must have been the same as that of name recognition, because she cannot remember names for her life, and it often takes her quite a few meetings before she'll get somebody's name down. Facial recognition is not a problem, and she can often recognize somebody but have difficulties remembering their name.
History:
She was not always known as Mishaal. The name she had been given at birth was Baelua, guardian of her kin. She, along with her twin brother Baelus, was one of the first-born of her litter--a rather sizeable litter of eight, and the result of a careless fling between the mother and a handsome passing rogue--and for her eagerness to become a part of the world, her mother bestowed upon her the greatest responsibility.
Because her mother spent much of her time hunting in order to provide sufficience nourishment for the eight hungry mouths, she and Baelus ruled the litter from the moment they opened their eyes. Baelua was in no way a small lion. Having taken after her father, she and Baelus were by and large the biggest cubs of the litter. It came as no surprise, then, that the twins thrived at the top of the hierarchy that the cubs gradually built.
She wasn't a bully, but she took the time to make sure that each and every one of her siblings knew his place in the pack, and she was never afraid to use her physical strength as a reminder. Yet for all that, she loved her siblings dearly. From birth, her mother had instilled in her the importance of family. Without family, she had been told, there was nothing.
But raising eight cubs from birth to adolescence had taken a toll on the mother, and she fell ill just as the cubs were on the brink of adulthood. It was a brief, sudden illness, and then she died, leaving the world to her children and her body to world.
And so, it came time for the siblings to find their own ways in life. They left the place of their childhood together, a rowdy band of eight, striking out across the savannah with no destination in mind. Always the leaders, Baelua and Baelus took the natural lead of the group, and led them wandering across the land, hunting when they needed to and sleeping where they wished. They had become a well-oiled machine, working together flawlessly to bring down prey large enough to sate eight stomachs.
Yet, as all things are doomed to come to and end, so too was the dream to end. The first sign that their little band of brothers was on the verge of breaking came when one of the sisters fell in love. She found herself a nice, charming lion by the seaside, and stayed there with him. The littlest brother came across a pride in the course of their wanderings, and was drawn by the unique religion practiced there. Another brother was trampled on a hunt.
And so, despite Baelua's most valiant efforts to keep them all together, the siblings gradually left the group, until only one brother was left with Baelua and Baelus. The three of them traversed the land, until one day they wandered into the desert. It was an altogether new experience for the three of them, and they were delighted, but little prepared to cope with the sand storm that blew in, as if out of nowhere, and separated them.
When the storm was over, Baelua climbed out of the sand to find herself completely alone.
Until she found the Firekin.
Growths
[Adult]
Uncerted
[Adult]
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 8:08 am
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lioneran
Name: Eran ["watchful"].
Gender: Male.
Pride: Pepo'porojo.
Rank: Medsen Fey.
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: ? x ?.
Siblings: N/A.
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Dark Green.
Personality:
True to his name, Eran is ever watchful, with a tendency to keep an eye on everything around him. His first instinct upon entering any new place is to scout out the lay of the land, locate possible exits, as well as study and analyze every living creature present. Very little escapes his awareness and he is constantly conscious of any and all changes or movements in his immediate vicinity. His perceptiveness, combined with his quick and accurate memory suggests intelligence of untold proportions, though he rarely, if ever, finds the need to divulge such information.
As a result of this almost OCD-like impulse to watch his surroundings, Eran seldom initiates eye contact with others. His gaze tends to flit restlessly about, keeping track of everything around him. When he does maintain eye contact, however, he holds the other’s gaze with a stark, unblinking stare that has an eerie ability to make others uncomfortable. At times, it almost seems as though he takes some perverse kind of pleasure in watching others squirm under his gaze.
He can come off as rather brusque with most, often answering with short, blunt responses. He can be cold to strangers to the point of seeming somewhat intimidating, but often becomes a different lion entirely once the initial walls are broken down. However, he is for the most part an accurate judge of character, and because he trusts his instincts completely, he will rarely deviate from said judgment. Eran has been known to take a strong dislike or distrust of another creature, and he does not bother to hide his feelings for the sake of making others feel better about themselves.
His world is one of tough love, and he refuses to coddle others. Eran is a strong believer of toughing things out, and uses this belief to push others to become better. His emotions are buried deep, and though he does form the occasional bond with other creatures, he will rarely verbalize them, or even show them in any way. These rare bonds tend to be so strong, however, that he can trust the other half of the relationship to understand him and recognize his pride when it is applicable.
History:
Eran’s parents came together as the result of a love potion. Theirs was a difficult partnership, riddled with arguments and obstacles of all sorts. For the longest time, it seemed as though their love was simply not meant to be. They were on the brink of relinquishing their dream when, on a whim, they turned to the Medsen Fey and asked him for a love potion. The results of the potion were beyond anything they had imagined, and within a moon, they were married and expecting a litter.
That litter, their first, was something of a disappointment. Out of the two cubs that were born, one was stillborn. Because Eran was the only child, the parents pushed all of their hopes onto him.
Deeply taken by the Medsen Fey’s powers, Eran’s parents had their hearts set on him becoming one almost from the moment he was born. Without much of a choice, the cub grew up expecting to become a Medsen Fey, in accordance to his parents’ wishes.
Eran’s was a childhood filled with parental pressure. Always, they asked him to be better, to be stronger, to be smarter.
When he was on the brink of becoming a juvenile and taking on his rank name, his mother died. Her death hit Eran’s father hard, and became but a ghost of who he was before. The only thing left to motivate him was Eran’s progress, which he threw himself into aiding until he, too, passed away when his son was an adolescent.
Growths
[Adult][Itemed
Uncerted
[Adult][Itemed]
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 10:13 pm
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lionyezekael
Name: Yezekael ["generous, power;" pronounced yeh-ZEH-kay-el].
Gender: Male.
Pride: Kitwana'antara.
Rank: Youth? (will be Bard?).
Mate: N/A.
Offspring: N/A.
Parents: Jawara x Yejide.
Siblings: Chizoba [brother], Mahlah [brother], Chimvi'noga [brother], Litahti [sister], Naledi'Layla [sister], ??? [sister].
Roleplay: Open.
Color: Dark Khaki.
Personality:
He is very much his father's son, in looks, size and temperament. A lover, not a fighter, Yezekael holds very few preconceptions about other creatures. He believes that everyone is worth getting to know, and will not hesitate to spend time slowly figuring out and understanding somebody new.
Life for this lion is a constant game of finding the silver lining, and he will always do his best to put a positive spin on things, not matter how hopeless or dire a situation. He puts great stock in living life without regrets, and as such, he will always feel a little guilty in the knowledge that his mother regrets exposing her children to the disease. (Could be interesting if he's diseased, but that's undecided as of yet)
He has nothing but respect for his Yejide's loyalty, and will grow up with the idea that she is everything a lion or lioness should be (which could lead to interesting plots for when he grows up). He will strive to be as much like her as possible, committing to things without looking back.
Because he so admires his mother, he will also likely be a huge mama's boy.
History:
Growths
[Cub][Juve][Adol][Adult]
Uncerted
[Cub][Juve][Adol][Adult]
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 7:22 pm
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