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GUYS.
DON'T JUST SKIM STUFF OVER.
READ THE ENTIRE THING.
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The Gogunatvi Pride
.: Prologue :.
Hurr :B
A large ivory moon hung in the sky,casting a light around it. "How much longer? Kukniafo is weak." said a lioness,slim in structure and as the moon cast a light down on her pale pelt. "Won't be long now," a brute said. He quickly slacked in pace as he neared the top of a hill "We just have to cross....the..." the lion stammered. What lay infront of them looked hellish. Vultures screeched in the sky,and many a bone piles lay on the water-strickened soil.
"....Bonefeilds...." the lion finally finished.
.: Rules :.
If you read the rules,put ' I read the rules,derpherpferp ' at the bottom of your form.
Do not cuss.
Do not abuse the actions. [ Aka use them to mate ]
This is a LITERATE/SEMI-LITERATE roleplay.
Realistic colors only.
Please do not bring IRL drama in-game.Keep it personal.
Only 0.000000005% in lion births cubs are born albino. I won't actually allow white lions,but I will from time to time.
Black lions are not allowed,as they are not known in history.(Black lions have never been born before)
Do not capsrage/rage. We don't need to deal with your tyranny.
No powerplay/godmod/autohit.
No mary-sue/gary-sue.
.: Media :.
Videos,presets,maps/ect will go here.
MAPS
The map is finished.
Download link;
tinyurl.com/gogunatvimap
PRESETS
.: News :.
OHYAH,NEWS. Check it out.
August 16,2011;
Group created.
In a week,I will have to start packing up for colledge. ;U;
August 17,2011;
Added some new ranks.(Scouts+Heirs)
.: Hiearchy :.
Ranks/roles.
The King
The king is the one who rules over the pride; he leads with an iron claw,comanding the warriors and leading them into battle.1 apprentice.
Highest respect. Disrespect him,you'll have your bones used as a necklace.
The Queen
The queen is a soul-mate of the king.She commands the huntresses,and will go into battle if necessary.1 apprentice.
Highest respect. Disrespect her,you'll have your claws used as a toothpick and demoted to slave.
Heirs
These are the children of the king and queen.When the king/queen dies,the 'next-in-line' will take his or her place.
Can only be scolded by the king and queen.
Commander
The commander is a secondary male,taking over the King's role if he is sick. May take over the Queens's rule if needed badly.He commands the scouts.1 apprentice only.
Mid-respect. You can disrespect him,but expect concequences.
Seniors
The seniors are the males/females who have mastered their' abilities,they head into war and hunt.1-2 apprentices per lion/lioness.[size]
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences
Scouts
These are the lions and lionesses that patrol the territory borders every dawn,noon,and dusk.They report any new/strange scents,if not they're bound to be in trouble.
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.
Spies
Spies carry out the role of spying on other camps / rogues.They must be sly and quick enough to escape if discovered.1 apprentice per lion.
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.[size]
Warriors
This rank is lead by the males,hardly females.They go into wars,fighting for whats right; but they stay and train at the clearing sometimes. Can go hunting,but hardly.1-2 apprentices per lion.[size]
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.
Huntresses
The huntresses are the lionesses,hunting whatever and whenever,if its edible.They gather food for the camp.1 apprentice per lioness.
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.
Apprentices
These are the adolescents that have been assigned a rank. Males go to warriors,females go to huntresses.
These can only be scolded by mentors.[size]
Mothers
These are the lionesses that are with-child[Also with cubs,not just pregnant]They must be brought Kill and fresh water each day.
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.
Cubs
The cubs are the young ones of the pride,the next generation.They can be apprenticed at 10 months old. [When they are introduced to meat.]
Can only be scolded by the mother,king,or queen.
Elderly
These are the lions/lionesses that have oddly made it through the challenges of life,and have reached old age.They are the wisest of the pride.
Mid-respect.You can disrespect them,but expect concequences.
The Slaves
These are the ones who have disrespect the king and/or queen.Exiles who have come back to the pride are hosted at this rank,and Rogues must work their' way up through the ranks,starting at this one.
Disrespect,beat,hit them all you want;just don't kill them.
.: Members :.
TOTAL; 8
MALES; 5 [ HA,finally some roleplay has more males than females! ]
FEMALES; 3
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.: Rox :.
.: Male :.
.: 6 1/2 Years :.
.: King :.
.: Rox is fearless,and willing to do anything for his pride. However,sometimes he's just silent and does nothing. :.
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.: Static :.
.: Male :.
.: [HUMAN YEARS] 24 :.
.: Scout :.
.: Cocky, street-wise, friendly, slightly flirty, charming, quick to anger. :.
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.:Nadja:.
.:Female:.
.:5 1/1 Years Of Age:.
.:Scout:.
.: Nadja is fierce. She has weak bones, yet she is strong unless injured, and will go to the ends of the earth to save someone dear to her. It is hard to befriend her. She looks for allies, not relationships. She knows the law of the Wild. She is sweet when caught off guard, but will often times get cranky afterwards. She is both a worthy opponent and true friend. :.
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.: Liefde :.
.: Female :.
.: Young Adult :.
.: Spy :.
.: Sweet | Loving | Kind | Not afraid to show her claws | Sneaky | Smart :.
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.: Name :. Hatari
.: Female :.
.: Young Adult :.
.: Scout :.
.: She's full of energy and quite mischievous, she is just like a teen stuck in a adults body. when she needs to be she is calm and collected, and often tries to get a laugh out of her friends and family. :.
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.: Asita :.
.: Male :.
.: 5 Years :.
.: Warrior :.
.: Asita is a born warrior and loves the thrill of a battle. One major fault, is that in the throws of a fight he can become blood thirsty; seeming to forget himself and those around him. Once in that position, it's difficult to bring him out of that berserk mind set, though normally a solid command from a familiar voice will "wake him up". Though tactically minded, he would much prefer violence to diplomatic solutions. Despite those ideals, he is a loyal male to his pride, and obeys orders to the best of his abilities. No matter if he agrees with them or not. He does feels awkward around cubs, and is not exactly sure how to react to them. :.
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.: Luka ((Lew-kah)) :.
.: Male :.
.: 4 :.
.: Warrior :.
.: Luka is a trustworthy, loyal lion. He can be a flirt, and romantic, but yet again is very protective. If he ever suceeds to get a mate, he is determined to never let anything stand between them. He has alot of patience, and would be the perfect father for cubs. If he is agervated or annoyed, he tries not to roar, rather go off alone for a while. :.
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.: Afer Ventus [ Meaning "African wind" ] :.
.: Male :.
.: One Year :.
.: Apprentice :.
.: Despite being something of an introvert, Rigel tends to be packed with energy. Always on his toes with a mind set to overdrive, it takes a lot of guts to contend with him. Unfortunately, this energy is spent fleeing from people and Pokemon and being pissed at the world and everything in it. He comes off as a pessimist to most, despite having such a chipper demeanor. In truth, he's generally a happy guy until you get him on a topic he does not like, or you try to earn his trust when he clearly does not want anything to do with you. Not many tend to gravitate towards his odd persona, and because of this, he has very few -- if any -- friends. That does not mean his is antisocial. He doesn't like being alone (in fact, it's a fear). No, he likes companionship. It's just complicated and can easily reach personal levels when explained. :.
.: The Lost :.
Those who have been kicked / died IC.
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.: Liefde :.
.: Female :.
.: Young Adult :.
.: Spy :.
.: Sweet | Loving | Kind | Not afraid to show her claws | Sneaky | Smart :.
.: Application Form :.
Fill out the form >:U
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.: Name :.
.: Gender :.
.: Age :.
.: Desired Rank :.
.: Personality[No meet-me's] :.
.: History[No 'I don't want to's] :.
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :.
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And we are..
Open
For applications.
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Bump.
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.: Sasha :.
.: Female :.
.: 2 Months :.
.: Cub :.
.: Sasha loves to explore and finding new intresting things. She is for the most happy and as well trying to make everyone else feeling good:.
.: Sasha was born in a summery day in the middle off June. Sadly though her mother died giving birth to Sasha, but somehow someone from the The Gogunatvi Pride found her week beside her dead mother and brought her to them :.
.: Literacy :.
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(I have NO idea how to do a screen shot, sorry. ^^")
.: Name :.Static
.: Gender :. Male
.: Age :.(In uman years) 24
.: Desired Rank :.Scout
.: Personality[No meet-me's] :.Cocky, street-wise, friendly, slightly flirty, charming, quick to anger.
.: History[No 'I don't want to's] :.He had a pretty average life, apart from his unusual speed and a talent for catching mice.
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :. -The young male grins cheekily and slinks over to the lioness"So, little lady, how's about i show you how a REAL scout scouts?"he chuckles, creeping up on a lone couple. He stretches his legs and darts round the pair of young lovers twice, making kissy-noises and laughing.-
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.:Nadja:.
.:Female:.
.:5 1/1 Years Of Age:.
.:Queen:.
.: Nadja is fierce. She has weak bones, yet she is strong unless injured, and will go to the ends of the earth to save someone dear to her. It is hard to befriend her. She looks for allies, not relationships. She knows the law of the Wild. She is sweet when caught off guard, but will often times get cranky afterwards. She is both a worthy opponent and true friend. :.
.:Nadja. A lone lioness, roaming the African lands to near starvation. Yet she remains. Living, breathing. She hunts by the shimmering moon. The river's reflection of it. She was born from two low-life lone lions. They made her weak. Neglected her. Yet they raised her to survive, nonetheless. By the age of two, Nadja had left her parents at their death beds. She had no need for a rock to tie her, the lovely leaf, down. So she roamed for many years. She met many a wolf, many a lion. And some other species she dare not name, for she is a superstitious one. And now, she has found the Gogunatvi Pride. Will she be accepted, or will the wind blow this leaf somewhere else once more?:.
.: Her canines dug into the meal. Exli smiled at her reflection in the water. The buck had already been felled by another lioness, but she suspected that she had been too weak from a fight to finish the job. so Exli had done it for her. And now, she would have meal enough to last for a week. If the vultures did not intrude. The agreement between animals was harsh. some called it the circle of life. Exli herself, well, she liked to call it survival of the fittest. The approaching wolf startled her, and she glanced up. Her throat gurgled as warm, blood-racked flesh caught in her rising roar. :.
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.:Nadja:.
.:Female:.
.:5 1/1 Years Of Age:.
.:Queen:.
.: Nadja is fierce. She has weak bones, yet she is strong unless injured, and will go to the ends of the earth to save someone dear to her. It is hard to befriend her. She looks for allies, not relationships. She knows the law of the Wild. She is sweet when caught off guard, but will often times get cranky afterwards. She is both a worthy opponent and true friend. :.
.:Nadja. A lone lioness, roaming the African lands to near starvation. Yet she remains. Living, breathing. She hunts by the shimmering moon. The river's reflection of it. She was born from two low-life lone lions. They made her weak. Neglected her. Yet they raised her to survive, nonetheless. By the age of two, Nadja had left her parents at their death beds. She had no need for a rock to tie her, the lovely leaf, down. So she roamed for many years. She met many a wolf, many a lion. And some other species she dare not name, for she is a superstitious one. And now, she has found the Gogunatvi Pride. Will she be accepted, or will the wind blow this leaf somewhere else once more?:.
.: Her canines dug into the meal. Exli smiled at her reflection in the water. The buck had already been felled by another lioness, but she suspected that she had been too weak from a fight to finish the job. so Exli had done it for her. And now, she would have meal enough to last for a week. If the vultures did not intrude. The agreement between animals was harsh. some called it the circle of life. Exli herself, well, she liked to call it survival of the fittest. The approaching wolf startled her, and she glanced up. Her throat gurgled as warm, blood-racked flesh caught in her rising roar. :.
Accepted c:
However,instead of going head-on applying for queen,I would recommend you roleplay with Rox for about 2 IRL-days.
(I have NO idea how to do a screen shot, sorry. ^^")
.: Name :.Static
.: Gender :. Male
.: Age :.(In uman years) 24
.: Desired Rank :.Scout
.: Personality[No meet-me's] :.Cocky, street-wise, friendly, slightly flirty, charming, quick to anger.
.: History[No 'I don't want to's] :.He had a pretty average life, apart from his unusual speed and a talent for catching mice.
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :. -The young male grins cheekily and slinks over to the lioness"So, little lady, how's about i show you how a REAL scout scouts?"he chuckles, creeping up on a lone couple. He stretches his legs and darts round the pair of young lovers twice, making kissy-noises and laughing.-
Accepted c:
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.: Sasha :.
.: Female :.
.: 2 Months :.
.: Cub :.
.: Sasha loves to explore and finding new intresting things. She is for the most happy and as well trying to make everyone else feeling good:.
.: Sasha was born in a summery day in the middle off June. Sadly though her mother died giving birth to Sasha, but somehow someone from the The Gogunatvi Pride found her week beside her dead mother and brought her to them :.
.: Literacy :.
Before I can fully accept you,instead of putting 'Literacy' in your 'roleplay sample area',I want a sample of how you roleplay.
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Accepted c:
However,instead of going head-on applying for queen,I would recommend you roleplay with Rox for about 2 IRL-days.
Alright. :P I'll start out as a Scout. When does roleplay start?
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When the map is done,which should be today. xD
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Awesome. :P Looking forward to it. Do you mind if I lurk here?
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Thats fine. xD
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I read the rules,derpherpferp
I swear, I read the rules. I forgot to post it. >.< I was taking the head-shot so I was distracted.
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Honestly,I forgot that I even added that. LOL
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Map is out.
http://tinyurl.com/gogunatvimap (http://tinyurl.com/gogunatvimap)
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Woah. :O What map is that in?
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-coming when her preset gets done-
.: Liefde :.
.: Female :.
.: Young Adult :.
.: Queen but if not then Spy will fit her nicely :.
.: Sweet | Loving | Kind | Not afraid to show her claws | Sneaky | Smart :.
.: Liefde was princess of a horribly small pride, and when that pride was attacked, she was almost killed in the process. She was spared on account of the pride that attacked her liked her unique pelt, and figured that she would make great cubs. She escaped from them, and now seeks a new pride, one she can either rule with help or that she can provide her services of spying and ease-dropping :.
.: One night, a young princess was padding around her kingdom. It was terribly small, but she still liked it. It was unique, like herself. Her two brown legs caused herself to be the most unique of her pride, and her beautiful eyes made her unable to not be stared at. Though she was very sneaky, and always snuck out of her families den. Her light paws caused little dents if any at all in the soil under her as she padded to the water. Suddenly an earthquake started, and the same beautiful eyes shot open to look around her dark den, seeing that the earthquake in her dream, had been many paws over the ground. She growled, but her father didn't allow her to fight. "Go, Hide!" he told her. When she did, he left, and as the hours passed, nobody came back. Liefde padded outside the den, to see everyone she grew up with, dead. She let out a small huff, and collapsed with horror, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why, why couldn't it have been me..." she asked herself as a male came up to her. She looked up, and knew this was the start of her new life as a rouge lioness. She would escape them soon, and soon was what it was... :.
I read the rules, derpherpferp
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.: Liefde :.
.: Female :.
.: Young Adult :.
.: Queen but if not then Spy will fit her nicely :.
.: Sweet | Loving | Kind | Not afraid to show her claws | Sneaky | Smart :.
.: Liefde was princess of a horribly small pride, and when that pride was attacked, she was almost killed in the process. She was spared on account of the pride that attacked her liked her unique pelt, and figured that she would make great cubs. She escaped from them, and now seeks a new pride, one she can either rule with help or that she can provide her services of spying and ease-dropping :.
.: One night, a young princess was padding around her kingdom. It was terribly small, but she still liked it. It was unique, like herself. Her two brown legs caused herself to be the most unique of her pride, and her beautiful eyes made her unable to not be stared at. Though she was very sneaky, and always snuck out of her families den. Her light paws caused little dents if any at all in the soil under her as she padded to the water. Suddenly an earthquake started, and the same beautiful eyes shot open to look around her dark den, seeing that the earthquake in her dream, had been many paws over the ground. She growled, but her father didn't allow her to fight. "Go, Hide!" he told her. When she did, he left, and as the hours passed, nobody came back. Liefde padded outside the den, to see everyone she grew up with, dead. She let out a small huff, and collapsed with horror, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why, why couldn't it have been me..." she asked herself as a male came up to her. She looked up, and knew this was the start of her new life as a rouge lioness. She would escape them soon, and soon was what it was... :.
derpherpferp
Your missing something.
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What did she miss? The screenie?
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I'm not telling. xD
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XD Alright.
And you wanna start roleplay? I'm in the map, and sent a Group joining Request. :P
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I can't get a good, accurate pic until her preset is done. And other than that I don't think I missed anything...
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nvm fixed it XD
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Accepted c:
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:3 YAYAYAYAYAY!!!
now doez you wanna meet her in-game?
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What she did for me was gave me a choice, already in, or meet. I'm not her or you ,so I wouldn't know. :P
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.: Dune :.
.: Female :.
.: 4 :.
.: Warrior :.
.: Flirty, Feisty, Blissful, Flighty :.
.: Dune grew up in the average pride, she was the head huntress, until "bit" in the neck by a sharp needle. She woke up in a strange land and walked and walked, Until she found this new pride. :.
.: Dune trots through the sand, her tail making a "snake trail" behind her. A crow flying in the distance catches her eye, she had always wondered what was above the sky. Remembering when she was a cub her parents would tell her heaven was above. Dune sighs wondering just what heaven was, or if there really is one. A small dead leaf floats by her head and lands on the furry tip of her ear. She turns and snaps at it her pearly white teeth flashing in the low light of dusk. :.
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oh srry, u can remove my last post. . . I have to many rp's srry!
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Bumpee.
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Bump...
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:)
When do we start rping?
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When we have atleast 5 peeps. /brick'd
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/justfailedherself/
aw ok. How many does we have now? Four? COME ON ONE MORE PERSON AND RP TIME 8D
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may join, i have a lioness but she's not really, pride type much o.e bad history
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may join, i have a lioness but she's not really, pride type much o.e bad history
Fill out the form,please.
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(Note: I'm sorry about not getting a head-shot. My computer was acting up.)
.: Name :. Magikenporium. Magik or Porium is fine as well.
.: Gender :. Female.
.: Age :. Three years and eight months.
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress.
.: Personality :. Magik is a very adventurous lioness and loves to explore the unknown. However, her curiosity and foolishness to use her senses sometimes ends up getting her lost. Despite this, she is a fairly well-trained huntress and can practically hunt anything, anytime, anywhere. You just tell her and she goes. When she's first introduced into new lions, she may be a little shy at first, but once she gets to know them, she'll be friendly.
.: History :. Magik was born in a barren wasteland with little food and water, raised by her caring mother. As she grew older, she wandered away from her pride more and more each day and eventually taught herself to hunt, with some help of the other lionesses in her pride. Her adventurous self, in time, had her go off from her pride and venture into the unknown, wondering what her future held.
.: Role-play Sample :. The brown pelted lioness yawned, exposing her sharp canines to the world and pulled herself up, balancing upon her haunches, watching the sun appear over the horizon. A new day. A new opportunity to eat. Another waste of time being alone. As the land around her eventually was put into her view by the sun, which was now in the sky, curiosity overpowered her and she set off in her never ending journey to find some life, some prey, and hopefully a pride. What lay ahead of her she did not know, but the day-dream of what might happen enlargened as she accidentally crossed the border of a pride...
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YAY maybe our fifth member... -sees something wrong with app but isn't gonna tell what- >:3
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0__o What? What's wrong with it? I'll fix it if I need to...
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(Note: I'm sorry about not getting a head-shot. My computer was acting up.)
.: Name :. Magikenporium. Magik or Porium is fine as well.
.: Gender :. Female.
.: Age :. Three years and eight months.
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress.
.: Personality :. Magik is a very adventurous lioness and loves to explore the unknown. However, her curiosity and foolishness to use her senses sometimes ends up getting her lost. Despite this, she is a fairly well-trained huntress and can practically hunt anything, anytime, anywhere. You just tell her and she goes. When she's first introduced into new lions, she may be a little shy at first, but once she gets to know them, she'll be friendly.
.: History :. Magik was born in a barren wasteland with little food and water, raised by her caring mother. As she grew older, she wandered away from her pride more and more each day and eventually taught herself to hunt, with some help of the other lionesses in her pride. Her adventurous self, in time, had her go off from her pride and venture into the unknown, wondering what her future held.
.: Role-play Sample :. The brown pelted lioness yawned, exposing her sharp canines to the world and pulled herself up, balancing upon her haunches, watching the sun appear over the horizon. A new day. A new opportunity to eat. Another waste of time being alone. As the land around her eventually was put into her view by the sun, which was now in the sky, curiosity overpowered her and she set off in her never ending journey to find some life, some prey, and hopefully a pride. What lay ahead of her she did not know, but the day-dream of what might happen enlargened as she accidentally crossed the border of a pride...
Missing something.
Find out for yourself.
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;) can I give her a small hint?
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Uhm... I'm sorry, but I don't see anything wrong with it. The only thing I'm missing is my picture, but I couldn't get that. Everything looks fine to me.
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~<3
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.: Asita :.
.: Male :.
.: 5 Years :.
.: Warrior :.
.: Asita is a born warrior and loves the thrill of a battle. One major fault, is that in the throws of a fight he can become blood thirsty; seeming to forget himself and those around him. Once in that position, it's difficult to bring him out of that berserk mind set, though normally a solid command from a familiar voice will "wake him up". Though tactically minded, he would much prefer violence to diplomatic solutions. Despite those ideals, he is a loyal male to his pride, and obeys orders to the best of his abilities. No matter if he agrees with them or not. He does feels awkward around cubs, and is not exactly sure how to react to them. :.
.: History :.
Born to the Teipen Pride, Asita had a fairly average cub-hood growing up. He wrestled with the other youths, played over his mother's back, and lounged beneath the shade of great Savannah trees. Then, when his mane started to grow in, he learned a small hint about hunting before the pride lord chased him from his home, along with the another male that posed a potential threat to the matriarch's rule. Together, the two traveled across the lands, giving their old territory a wide birth. Asita's pride mate did not last long however, and after a mere moon, the young male found himself alone. Many more moons would go by, though the instinct for a pride, for something to protect, never left him. Until finally, he came upon a small troupe of bachelors, and after engaging in a fight with one member as a sort of initiation, joined their ranks. From there Asita grew up among these violent warriors, engaging in daily duels and near deadly spars. It was a life he would have stayed in, but for one thing. The instinctual urge, the need to protect and serve, was unfulfilled. In all honesty, he had resolved himself to a life with the bachelor group, until during their wanderings, they stumbled upon the Gogunatvi pride territory. Asita found himself fascinated, and while his brothers turned away, he moved forward to explore this pride with the unique smell. The rest, as the say in cliche, is history.
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :.
It was amazing, this sensation that numbed his limbs and heated his blood. Flooding his thoughts, washing out all coherency until all he could focus on were simple action and reaction. But he could still feel. A blessedly wonderful sensation of senses! The tear as his claws latched onto his enemies hide, the violent tug as they retaliated, sending an electric surge up his spine that he barely registered as pain. Then came the satisfaction of fangs finding hold beneath the enemy's mane, and the metallic taste of a red life source. His opponent released an enraged snarl, the sound burning amusement in the attackers heated ears, as all his strength was used to pull the other beast from his paws. There was movement from his right side, and the warrior released his hold, turning to swipe at what had approached him. Those hooked claws made contact with the side of the creatures head, before he turned back to his enemy. Yet his opponent was already gone from his paws, sprinting away and leaving a trail of liquid rubies in his wake. The warrior whipped back around, a snarl baring witness to each individual scythe-like fang, at the creature that had dared interrupt his fight.
Muscles taught, he prepared to spring, before a voice snarled and reached through his thoughts, "Asita!" Asita froze, pale eyes blinking in momentary confusion, before beaded black pupils contracted and focus returned to his gaze. The beast his paw had laid contact with, had been another member of the pride. The large warrior gave his voluminous wheat-kissed mane a shake, causing the long hairs to sway from one side of his neck to the other, before his head dipped towards the one he had attacked by mistake, "My apologies," he spoke, voice as deep as the earth, and as hard touched as gravel. Though the words had certainly been sincere. Tufted tail flicking as a pendulum from side to side, Asita rose and surveyed the bloody scene of the battle that had just taken place. He felt no remorse for the blood stained earth or those that had been injured, his own wounds stinging against the bite of a passing breeze. The only disappointment the warrior had, was that it had to end so soon.
:B I read the rules, derpherpferp! :B
And if he's accepted, I can send his screenshot in later tonight.
I typed up this application at work, hence why it took so long to send. XD
Sorry about that.~
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Picture added.~
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Dude, Cool lion!
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Thank you. ^-^
I do need to note real quick that he's not as golden as the screenshot makes him appear. The map I took it in just brightened him up a little bit. XD
Fun fact! In african, his name means Sun God, and he was named that by his mother when his mane started coming in, in honor of the yellow-wheat color. x)
NOTE: He's obviously not a god character, he just has the nifty name. ;P
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Coolio!!!
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((Screenie coming soon, servers down D:))
.: Luka ((Lew-kah)) :.
.: Male :.
.: 4 :.
.: Senior Lion- If not availible, then Warrior :.
.: Luka is a trustworthy, loyal lion. He can be a flirt, and romantic, but yet again is very protective. If he ever suceeds to get a mate, he is determined to never let anything stand between them. He has alot of patience, and would be the perfect father for cubs. If he is agervated or annoyed, he tries not to roar, rather go off alone for a while. :.
.: Luka's mother and father were blessed with five cubs, Luka and Krashath being the only males. Life was well, him always being loved and full. When his mane came in, (When he was teenish) he had a crush on Reena, the pride-teen-hottie, as did all the other male teens. Luka tried the hardest to impress her, and always was next to her. They formed a deep bond, deeply desired by Krashath, his brother. Krashath, blinded by fury, launched an attack on Luka, overthrowing him and making Luka leave the pride. Luka ran, not looking back, with a sad heart. Krashath, now having Reena to himself, came to realize Reena disliked him alot. Now, what's left of his old pride is his dismayed parents, angered brother, and heart-shattered Reena. :.
.: Luka's eyes slightly opened, then closed. The savannah was a dim blue, air heavy with mist. A small bird sang in a bush, announcing morning. Early morning. Unreasonable early morning. Luka shifted, truly annoyed at the bird. "Shut....up..." he groaned, curling into a tighter ball. His fur was neatly beaded by drops of dew, perfectly round. The bird, finishing his series of annoying calls, fluffed his feathers, then preened himself.
The sun was well above the savannah when Luka woke. He blinked, stretching. He got up, shaking the dust and grit from his pelt, then yawned. Looking around him, he realized he was on his way to finding an open pride. He began to walk, dust kicking up form his hind feet. This would be a long walk untill he found atleast a trace of a pride.
Luka padded up a rocky hill, growling as a rock wedged itself beetween his toes. Sitting, he dug it out with his teeth, then spat it out. Sighing, he obserbed his surroundings. Deciding to continue up hill, he got up, then trotted foreward. The top of the hill began to come in sight, and he sighed in relief. Reaching the top, he looked down upon a perfect territorry, along with lions below. He chuckled to himself, planning his introduction. :.
I read the rules, derpherpferp!
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Sounds like a neato lion dude
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(http://i53BannedImageSite/34dflf7.jpg) (tinypic is the only image uploader i use and it doesn't have 200X200 >.<)
.: Name :. Hatari (means danger)
.: Gender :. female
.: Age :. young adult
.: Desired Rank :. scout
.: Personality[No meet-me's] :. She's full of energy and quite mischievous, she is just like a teen stuck in a adults body. when she needs to be she is calm and collected, and often tries to get a laugh out of her friends and family.
.: History[No 'I don't want to's] :. she had grew up in a normal pride, no really bad history other then a hyena attacking her brother when he was young. When she came to teen age she began to notice the pride was starting the fall apart, soon fights would break out. After having enough she snuck out one night and found this pride. (i know fail T_T)
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :. The small female parted her jaws with a yawn before getting up from her little nap she took, often during this time of the day she would sneak a short rest now and again. flicking her ear and looking around she smelled another lion, male to be correct. pinpointing the area of the scent she ran the other way, in no mood to meet another male lion again. coming to a watering hole she sighed and glanced around, only prey to be seen, and they where even calm at the presence of her. (sorry its so short but i tried to make it close to in-game rp sentences i make XD)
I read the rules derpherpferp (XD i always read the rules because i expect others to read mine if i make them)
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((Screenie coming soon, servers down D:))
.: Luka ((Lew-kah)) :.
.: Male :.
.: 4 :.
.: Senior Lion- If not availible, then Warrior :.
.: Luka is a trustworthy, loyal lion. He can be a flirt, and romantic, but yet again is very protective. If he ever suceeds to get a mate, he is determined to never let anything stand between them. He has alot of patience, and would be the perfect father for cubs. If he is agervated or annoyed, he tries not to roar, rather go off alone for a while. :.
.: Luka's mother and father were blessed with five cubs, Luka and Krashath being the only males. Life was well, him always being loved and full. When his mane came in, (When he was teenish) he had a crush on Reena, the pride-teen-hottie, as did all the other male teens. Luka tried the hardest to impress her, and always was next to her. They formed a deep bond, deeply desired by Krashath, his brother. Krashath, blinded by fury, launched an attack on Luka, overthrowing him and making Luka leave the pride. Luka ran, not looking back, with a sad heart. Krashath, now having Reena to himself, came to realize Reena disliked him alot. Now, what's left of his old pride is his dismayed parents, angered brother, and heart-shattered Reena. :.
.: Luka's eyes slightly opened, then closed. The savannah was a dim blue, air heavy with mist. A small bird sang in a bush, announcing morning. Early morning. Unreasonable early morning. Luka shifted, truly annoyed at the bird. "Shut....up..." he groaned, curling into a tighter ball. His fur was neatly beaded by drops of dew, perfectly round. The bird, finishing his series of annoying calls, fluffed his feathers, then preened himself.
The sun was well above the savannah when Luka woke. He blinked, stretching. He got up, shaking the dust and grit from his pelt, then yawned. Looking around him, he realized he was on his way to finding an open pride. He began to walk, dust kicking up form his hind feet. This would be a long walk untill he found atleast a trace of a pride.
Luka padded up a rocky hill, growling as a rock wedged itself beetween his toes. Sitting, he dug it out with his teeth, then spat it out. Sighing, he obserbed his surroundings. Deciding to continue up hill, he got up, then trotted foreward. The top of the hill began to come in sight, and he sighed in relief. Reaching the top, he looked down upon a perfect territorry, along with lions below. He chuckled to himself, planning his introduction. :.
I read the rules, derpherpferp!
Accepted.
(http://i53BannedImageSite/34dflf7.jpg) (tinypic is the only image uploader i use and it doesn't have 200X200 >.<)
.: Name :. Hatari (means danger)
.: Gender :. female
.: Age :. young adult
.: Desired Rank :. scout
.: Personality[No meet-me's] :. She's full of energy and quite mischievous, she is just like a teen stuck in a adults body. when she needs to be she is calm and collected, and often tries to get a laugh out of her friends and family.
.: History[No 'I don't want to's] :. she had grew up in a normal pride, no really bad history other then a hyena attacking her brother when he was young. When she came to teen age she began to notice the pride was starting the fall apart, soon fights would break out. After having enough she snuck out one night and found this pride. (i know fail T_T)
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :. The small female parted her jaws with a yawn before getting up from her little nap she took, often during this time of the day she would sneak a short rest now and again. flicking her ear and looking around she smelled another lion, male to be correct. pinpointing the area of the scent she ran the other way, in no mood to meet another male lion again. coming to a watering hole she sighed and glanced around, only prey to be seen, and they where even calm at the presence of her. (sorry its so short but i tried to make it close to in-game rp sentences i make XD)
I read the rules derpherpferp (XD i always read the rules because i expect others to read mine if i make them)
Accepted.
(http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn54/Adaj_TOT/screenshot_08262011_122050858-1-1.png)
.: Asita :.
.: Male :.
.: 5 Years :.
.: Warrior :.
.: Asita is a born warrior and loves the thrill of a battle. One major fault, is that in the throws of a fight he can become blood thirsty; seeming to forget himself and those around him. Once in that position, it's difficult to bring him out of that berserk mind set, though normally a solid command from a familiar voice will "wake him up". Though tactically minded, he would much prefer violence to diplomatic solutions. Despite those ideals, he is a loyal male to his pride, and obeys orders to the best of his abilities. No matter if he agrees with them or not. He does feels awkward around cubs, and is not exactly sure how to react to them. :.
.: History :.
Born to the Teipen Pride, Asita had a fairly average cub-hood growing up. He wrestled with the other youths, played over his mother's back, and lounged beneath the shade of great Savannah trees. Then, when his mane started to grow in, he learned a small hint about hunting before the pride lord chased him from his home, along with the another male that posed a potential threat to the matriarch's rule. Together, the two traveled across the lands, giving their old territory a wide birth. Asita's pride mate did not last long however, and after a mere moon, the young male found himself alone. Many more moons would go by, though the instinct for a pride, for something to protect, never left him. Until finally, he came upon a small troupe of bachelors, and after engaging in a fight with one member as a sort of initiation, joined their ranks. From there Asita grew up among these violent warriors, engaging in daily duels and near deadly spars. It was a life he would have stayed in, but for one thing. The instinctual urge, the need to protect and serve, was unfulfilled. In all honesty, he had resolved himself to a life with the bachelor group, until during their wanderings, they stumbled upon the Gogunatvi pride territory. Asita found himself fascinated, and while his brothers turned away, he moved forward to explore this pride with the unique smell. The rest, as the say in cliche, is history.
.: Roleplay Sample [Literacy be the key. <3] :.
It was amazing, this sensation that numbed his limbs and heated his blood. Flooding his thoughts, washing out all coherency until all he could focus on were simple action and reaction. But he could still feel. A blessedly wonderful sensation of senses! The tear as his claws latched onto his enemies hide, the violent tug as they retaliated, sending an electric surge up his spine that he barely registered as pain. Then came the satisfaction of fangs finding hold beneath the enemy's mane, and the metallic taste of a red life source. His opponent released an enraged snarl, the sound burning amusement in the attackers heated ears, as all his strength was used to pull the other beast from his paws. There was movement from his right side, and the warrior released his hold, turning to swipe at what had approached him. Those hooked claws made contact with the side of the creatures head, before he turned back to his enemy. Yet his opponent was already gone from his paws, sprinting away and leaving a trail of liquid rubies in his wake. The warrior whipped back around, a snarl baring witness to each individual scythe-like fang, at the creature that had dared interrupt his fight.
Muscles taught, he prepared to spring, before a voice snarled and reached through his thoughts, "Asita!" Asita froze, pale eyes blinking in momentary confusion, before beaded black pupils contracted and focus returned to his gaze. The beast his paw had laid contact with, had been another member of the pride. The large warrior gave his voluminous wheat-kissed mane a shake, causing the long hairs to sway from one side of his neck to the other, before his head dipped towards the one he had attacked by mistake, "My apologies," he spoke, voice as deep as the earth, and as hard touched as gravel. Though the words had certainly been sincere. Tufted tail flicking as a pendulum from side to side, Asita rose and surveyed the bloody scene of the battle that had just taken place. He felt no remorse for the blood stained earth or those that had been injured, his own wounds stinging against the bite of a passing breeze. The only disappointment the warrior had, was that it had to end so soon.
:B I read the rules, derpherpferp! :B
And if he's accepted, I can send his screenshot in later tonight.
I typed up this application at work, hence why it took so long to send. XD
Sorry about that.~
........very much accepted.............
[ !NOTE!
Due to the hurricane,I had to evactuate my neighborhood and I'm on my crappy laptop( which loaths FH ),so you can go ahead and start the roleplays without Rox.
....and here is a sneak-peak of the camp that I keep forgetting to post;
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Liefde
Paws rushing through the cold wet water, heart pumping to get free, her brown leg digging into the mud of the ground which holds the rushing black water, Liefde hurtled herself towards the other side of the river, trying to get away from something. Suddenly a bright white light shone directly into her beautiful hazel eyes. As she opened them again, she realized that it was all just a dream. A horrible dream, but still a dream nonetheless.
She saw herself laying underneath the shade rocks, and yawned. She often slept there unless she was told to sleep somewhere else or run night maneuvers. The young lioness quickly padded out of the shade of the rocks, and looked around. Maybe she wouldn't go to get some water until they started showing themselves. The unique lioness looked around for the entrance, and soon started padding towards it, her completely brown tail easily hidden by the dirt, but spoken out when someone saw the blue fire-like color of her tail tip and paw pads. Liefde resented them. They made her just a bit too unique in her eyes. She could withstand her one brown leg and her brown tail, but not the blue on her. She wished she didn't have it. She wished she was like normal lionesses. Maybe then she would have someone to love her...
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My apologies for the delay.~ Drama decided to invade my apartment this weekend. <<
Rest assured! After it left, the floors and walls were thoroughly cleaned. :D
My post will be coming very soon~!
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He paced, back and forth through the pride's encampment. A straight line from one side to another, unwavering, unyielding. It was amazing how such a simple action could radiate such intensity. The rays of the sun dipped down through the gratuitous leaves, peppering the male's Savannah gold pelt, highlighting the roll of taught muscles. Those sinewy limbs flexed and stretched with each step, shoulders rolling with the beasts outstretched maw parallel to the ground. A prime example of eons of genetic evolution, were accented by those claws that slid occasionally from their sheaths, and the thick mane that draped in long strands protectively from his neck. Brown tufted tail flicked impatiently from side to side, the equally long fur there brushing up small clouds of dust as it skidded lightly across the ground. This was Asita, warrior of the Gogunatvi Pride.
Proof of his position, of his experience, could be seen in the numerous scars that crossed their individual ways throughout his pelt. Each permanent mark held a story, promising in their flesh-colored strokes a grand tale to be told. Though if the male would actually tell of his stories, was another thing altogether. Asita did not speak much of his life before the pride. Not because it was necessarily painful or difficult to speak of, merely for the reason that he didn't know exactly HOW to talk about it. His previous existence among the small band of bachelors, had not involved much socialization. They hunted and fought side-by-side, but in ways of conversation, there was little. Inner disputes were settled by fights, and any other form of communication was exceptionally brief and short enough to get their point across, but nothing more.
Asita paused in his pacing, green eyes, so pale they nearly looked silver, finding focus as he realized that a small indention had started to form through the camp due to his paws passing numerous times across the same stretch of land. An irritable growl rumbled at the back of his throat as his rump them plopped down onto the ground. The male was bored. Normally he would find someone to spar with, though at the moment it seemed most of the usual candidates were asleep. He would patrol, but that was a job for the Scouts. All the pent-up energy in the male's muscles, seemed to all but roll from his pelt in waves. What else was there to do?
Asita had recently found himself recurring in this situation. Fighting and patrolling had all he had ever known, he wasn't sure what else there was to do.
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O_O Long post, but it's cool XD Should I wait for others to post before I post? -shrugz- I think I will XD
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x) I'd probably wait 24 hours if I were you.~
I imagine most of the role play is happening In-Game. ^^
I just work during the evenings during the week and can't role play IG at night.
Not until the weekend anyway. x)
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I'm usually talking with my boyfriend on facebook all day, so I don't normally get on the game anymore, though I do get on XD by the way I love your sig XD
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XD Thank you~!
Doctor Who, FTW! <333
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Agreed! and david tennant FTW to <3
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.: Name :. Leonai
.: Gender :. Female
.: Age :. (human years) 22
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress
.: Personality :. Stern, loyal, and loving
.: History :. When she was a cub she was abandoned and grew up without a pride. Finaly when she was a teen she was taken into a pride and then she left, she was being attacked by the other lionesses in the pride.
.: Roleplay Sample:. -As she crouched slowly and crawled through the tall grass watching the zebra graze ready to pounce- "Almost there..." -she whispered under her breath to the Zebra, as she crawled she hear lions coming up behind her so she stood her ground ready to be pounced on- "What do you want?" -she said lowly and annoyed as she turned around to see her pride leader- "Oh! Sorry, I thought-----" -as she was talking she stopped in the middle of her sentence knowing that she had already said too much-
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(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa316/pendragon10/AferVentusHeadshot.png)
.: Afer Ventus :.
Meaning "African wind"
.: Gender -- Male :.
.: Age -- One Year :.
.: Desired Rank -- Apprentice :.
.: Personality :.
Despite being something of an introvert, Rigel tends to be packed with energy. Always on his toes with a mind set to overdrive, it takes a lot of guts to contend with him. Unfortunately, this energy is spent fleeing from people and Pokemon and being pissed at the world and everything in it. He comes off as a pessimist to most, despite having such a chipper demeanor. In truth, he's generally a happy guy until you get him on a topic he does not like, or you try to earn his trust when he clearly does not want anything to do with you. Not many tend to gravitate towards his odd persona, and because of this, he has very few -- if any -- friends. That does not mean his is antisocial. He doesn't like being alone (in fact, it's a fear). No, he likes companionship. It's just complicated and can easily reach personal levels when explained.
.: History :.
Unlike most lions, Ven was not born on the African savannah. In fact, he isn't even native to Africa. He was born in the United States, in a program meant to rehabilitate and release Africa's greatest cats back into their natural habitat. His mother had been scheduled to be released shortly after her cubs were born. In a matter of months, she delivered. Ven was among the set and was named Afer Ventus, or "African wind", by the humans that ran the program. Of course, he learned very little of these humans due to being shipped half way across the world to Africa. Weeks passed and the voyage soon came to an end.
Ven found himself in a strange new world one morning. Not that he cared much at his age. He didn't even show much curiosity. He usually sat beneath one of the trees, watching the enormous animals roam the plains while his family tried to adjust. His mother expertly directed the escapade, having been born in the wild a handful of years before. It took her some time to remember the tricks and trades of the wild, but soon, her cubs were running about and learning like normal cubs. Except Ven, of course. For some reason, the young male simply refused to hunt. How could he? He was used to the food already being dead and thrown to him. Hunting was a foreign concept to him. How his siblings grasped it with ease was beyond him. About a month into his new life, however, he started to pull his weight, even if it was with great reluctance.
His reluctance would eventually be rewarded.
His mother led her cubs to the outskirts of their small territory, stealthily tracking a herd of zebra. Once the lot of them were in range, one of his siblings took the helm, targeting a foal. The herd, panicked, kicked up a storm of dust and debris. The family gave chase -- except Ven who slipped away from his position to rest beneath the shade of a rock, neglecting his duties. Upon hearing the stampeding hooves, he climbed to the top of the rock in time to see his mother trampled. She had made a fatal mistake, having her cubs try to take down such large prey. But then again, she had been held in captivity for quite some time, and it's quite possible she had been a bit too enthralled by the thrill of the hunt...
Ven was left to wander, alone, yearning for his dear family. Eventually, he came across the Gogunatvi. One could only imagine what happened next.
.: Roleplay Sample :.
Dawn. The time of day when older males just loved to sleep through. Despite the fiery disc that began to climb its apex, many of the pride were still locked in a seemingly endless dream. But Ven... Ven was wide awake, not one to succumb to sleep like others of his gender. He particularly liked the dawn, and the warmth the sun brought. He preferred to bask in its other-worldly, tawny glow. It brought some sort of solace to the youth, as if some sort of intangible spirit was gracing its fingers over his hide in an inviting manner.
Closing his eyes, he let his mind flounder upon past events. Zebras. Their meat had become rather distasteful since that day. Shaking his head vigorously, he awoke from the horrid reverie and gazed upon the snoozing bodies of the other lions scattered here and there, disorganized. Plucking himself from where he sat, he exited the small cave they called 'home' and meandered into the open. All around him, things were alive; birds sent a cacophony of discord into the air, the squeals of young hogs sounded, and the last frantic wingbeats of bats whispered overhead. He shifted his focus to those fleeting, flying mammals as they sought refuse of their mountainside cave just a few miles away.
I read the rules, herpderpferp!
'Herpderpferp'. What a fun phrase.
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I don't know how to upload pics so I will describe what she looks like... Okay, she is a tanish gold lioness with some scars on her sides from her old pride, she also has black tipped ears, and a long elegant burgandy tipped tail. She has brownish green eyes.
.: Name :. Leonai
.: Gender :. Female
.: Age :. (human years) 22
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress
.: Personality :. Stern, loyal, and loving
.: History :. When she was a cub she was abandoned and grew up without a pride. Finaly when she was a teen she was taken into a pride and then she left, she was being attacked by the other lionesses in the pride.
.: Roleplay Sample:. -As she crouched slowly and crawled through the tall grass watching the zebra graze ready to pounce- "Almost there..." -she whispered under her breath to the Zebra, as she crawled she hear lions coming up behind her so she stood her ground ready to be pounced on- "What do you want?" -she said lowly and annoyed as she turned around to see her pride leader- "Oh! Sorry, I thought-----" -as she was talking she stopped in the middle of her sentence knowing that she had already said too much-
Your missing something.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa316/pendragon10/AferVentusHeadshot.png)
.: Afer Ventus :.
Meaning "African wind"
.: Gender -- Male :.
.: Age -- One Year :.
.: Desired Rank -- Apprentice :.
.: Personality :.
Despite being something of an introvert, Rigel tends to be packed with energy. Always on his toes with a mind set to overdrive, it takes a lot of guts to contend with him. Unfortunately, this energy is spent fleeing from people and Pokemon and being pissed at the world and everything in it. He comes off as a pessimist to most, despite having such a chipper demeanor. In truth, he's generally a happy guy until you get him on a topic he does not like, or you try to earn his trust when he clearly does not want anything to do with you. Not many tend to gravitate towards his odd persona, and because of this, he has very few -- if any -- friends. That does not mean his is antisocial. He doesn't like being alone (in fact, it's a fear). No, he likes companionship. It's just complicated and can easily reach personal levels when explained.
.: History :.
Unlike most lions, Ven was not born on the African savannah. In fact, he isn't even native to Africa. He was born in the United States, in a program meant to rehabilitate and release Africa's greatest cats back into their natural habitat. His mother had been scheduled to be released shortly after her cubs were born. In a matter of months, she delivered. Ven was among the set and was named Afer Ventus, or "African wind", by the humans that ran the program. Of course, he learned very little of these humans due to being shipped half way across the world to Africa. Weeks passed and the voyage soon came to an end.
Ven found himself in a strange new world one morning. Not that he cared much at his age. He didn't even show much curiosity. He usually sat beneath one of the trees, watching the enormous animals roam the plains while his family tried to adjust. His mother expertly directed the escapade, having been born in the wild a handful of years before. It took her some time to remember the tricks and trades of the wild, but soon, her cubs were running about and learning like normal cubs. Except Ven, of course. For some reason, the young male simply refused to hunt. How could he? He was used to the food already being dead and thrown to him. Hunting was a foreign concept to him. How his siblings grasped it with ease was beyond him. About a month into his new life, however, he started to pull his weight, even if it was with great reluctance.
His reluctance would eventually be rewarded.
His mother led her cubs to the outskirts of their small territory, stealthily tracking a herd of zebra. Once the lot of them were in range, one of his siblings took the helm, targeting a foal. The herd, panicked, kicked up a storm of dust and debris. The family gave chase -- except Ven who slipped away from his position to rest beneath the shade of a rock, neglecting his duties. Upon hearing the stampeding hooves, he climbed to the top of the rock in time to see his mother trampled. She had made a fatal mistake, having her cubs try to take down such large prey. But then again, she had been held in captivity for quite some time, and it's quite possible she had been a bit too enthralled by the thrill of the hunt...
Ven was left to wander, alone, yearning for his dear family. Eventually, he came across the Gogunatvi. One could only imagine what happened next.
.: Roleplay Sample :.
Dawn. The time of day when older males just loved to sleep through. Despite the fiery disc that began to climb its apex, many of the pride were still locked in a seemingly endless dream. But Ven... Ven was wide awake, not one to succumb to sleep like others of his gender. He particularly liked the dawn, and the warmth the sun brought. He preferred to bask in its other-worldly, tawny glow. It brought some sort of solace to the youth, as if some sort of intangible spirit was gracing its fingers over his hide in an inviting manner.
Closing his eyes, he let his mind flounder upon past events. Zebras. Their meat had become rather distasteful since that day. Shaking his head vigorously, he awoke from the horrid reverie and gazed upon the snoozing bodies of the other lions scattered here and there, disorganized. Plucking himself from where he sat, he exited the small cave they called 'home' and meandered into the open. All around him, things were alive; birds sent a cacophony of discord into the air, the squeals of young hogs sounded, and the last frantic wingbeats of bats whispered overhead. He shifted his focus to those fleeting, flying mammals as they sought refuse of their mountainside cave just a few miles away.
I read the rules, herpderpferp!
'Herpderpferp'. What a fun phrase.
A fun phrase indeed.
Accepted.
!NOTE!
Turns out the hurricane flooded my house >w>"
I had accidentaly left my comp on the floor ( without picking it up and putting it upstairs ), the house flooded,yada yada..when I came home,water rushed out and soaked my legs to the bone. x3
I tried to turn my comp on,but it would not turn on. It had been unplugged,too. So,I had to take it to my friend,which specializes in computers and such. He's currently fixing it now,turns out all the little squiggly line...thingys that looks like reallly small cities in your computer got dampened,and the water got into the entire computer,thus,causing it to fart to death.
I do not have the spare money to buy a new computer. :c
So,on my very laggy laptop,I am trying to run FH but it always keeps crashing. :c
I ALSO might introduce another character to the RP,Kehunga...
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I GOT IT TO WOORRRRK.
Turns out I just needed to punch it in the screen. xD
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That sucks bud. Now I feel bad because on that day I was fixing to watch a movie with my boyfriend...
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Woohoo! Hooray for acceptance. :'D
And congrats on getting that computer to work; punching (or in my case, kicking) usually gets the job done. |D;;
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(http://i51BannedImageSite/28las5g.png) (Pic)
.:Name:.Karasua
.:Age:.2 Years
.:Gender:.(If you thought boy your insane X3) Female
.:Desired Rank:.Spy/Huntress
.:Personality:.She is a very couraged and kind-hearted lioness, She wont take anything from anyone, PLUS shes very pretty...Just sayin XD
.:RP Sample:.She took in a warm breath of air. Sitting on the high mountain top her tail swishing away the flies that nipped at her. She got up tired of doing nothing, So she sniffed the air catching a Zebras scent licking her chops she strolled down the narrow path down. The zebra was roughly 2 and a half miles away from her location So, she took a run getting there after about a minute or two. She crouched smirking she had a perfect spot she was downwind from the zebra so he wouldnt even smell her if it went well enough. She got ready an impressive amount of pressure building in her hind legs as they sprang her into the air down apon the zebra, A furry of hooves claws and teeth made up the fight but she grunted she was kinda weak from not eating for awhile but she struggled her claws just about to grab the zebras neck when a Brute of a lion pounced into the fight gracefully clawing the throat out as he helped her up. She blinked as he said in a rough and hoarse voice, "What are you doin in these parts?"
Thats it hope you lieked eet. ^^
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EEEEEEEK YOUR MISSING SOMETHING
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Oh woops I missed the derpaferpaherp XD
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we are realistic o.O and she has red markings.....
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It's war paint X3 But I can change her if ya like ^^
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I thought we where semi-realistic... If ya look at my 10 left thread then you can see that Liefde has some light blue on her, but not much.
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Ah....... sorry then XD
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It says in the rules:
Realistic colours only.
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lololol.
Your missing something from your
form. ( I have never seen a person do that before. xD )
Cause I'm nice,Imma give chu hint; it starts with an h.
FYI;
SR. MEMBER!!!
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I can edit her then Ill post the new screen shot if you want. X3 I thought it said warpaint alloowed musta been another RP then. XD
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.: Name :. Leonai
.: Gender :. Female
.: Age :. (human years) 22
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress
.: Personality :. Stern, loyal, and loving.: History :. When she was a cub she was abandoned and grew up without a pride. Finaly when she was a teen she was taken into a pride and then she left, she was being attacked by the other lionesses in the pride.
.: Roleplay Sample:. -As she crouched slowly and crawled through the tall grass watching the zebra graze ready to pounce- "Almost there..." -she whispered under her breath to the Zebra, as she crawled she hear lions coming up behind her so she stood her ground ready to be pounced on- "What do you want?" -she said lowly and annoyed as she turned around to see her pride leader- "Oh! Sorry, I thought-----" -as she was talking she stopped in the middle of her sentence knowing that she had already said too much-
(http://i54BannedImageSite/iqlbuc.jpg)
There you go!
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.: Name :. Leonai
.: Gender :. Female
.: Age :. (human years) 22
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress
.: Personality :. Stern, loyal, and loving.: History :. When she was a cub she was abandoned and grew up without a pride. Finaly when she was a teen she was taken into a pride and then she left, she was being attacked by the other lionesses in the pride.
.: Roleplay Sample:. -As she crouched slowly and crawled through the tall grass watching the zebra graze ready to pounce- "Almost there..." -she whispered under her breath to the Zebra, as she crawled she hear lions coming up behind her so she stood her ground ready to be pounced on- "What do you want?" -she said lowly and annoyed as she turned around to see her pride leader- "Oh! Sorry, I thought-----" -as she was talking she stopped in the middle of her sentence knowing that she had already said too much-
(http://i54BannedImageSite/iqlbuc.jpg)
There you go!
...Still missing something xD
Re-read the first post.
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XD and *pokes flatsoda's sigy and avatar* :D :D another ATLA lover! *holds paw up for a highpaw*
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lol, hey guess what, my friend got Liefde's preset done!
(http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h349/Freak_90/screenshot_09052011_171719928.png)
http://www.mediafire.com/?ch3usd6j9wm9pbz (http://www.mediafire.com/?ch3usd6j9wm9pbz)
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Whoa thats cool looking, might make a preset to, and i found a way to make fur texture without messing with codes or layers :D
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Sweeto!!!
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im being mean to my brother and its fun XD
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well that's random
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lol, hey guess what, my friend got Liefde's preset done!
(http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h349/Freak_90/screenshot_09052011_171719928.png)
http://www.mediafire.com/?ch3usd6j9wm9pbz (http://www.mediafire.com/?ch3usd6j9wm9pbz)
Errr,looked at your preset (secret B|) and I kinda disapprove of its colors.
#1- The blue toes/tailtip
Lions do NOT have blue on them.
#2- The Hearts.
Just...no. xD
#3- The Underbelly
It would be nice if your friend could tint the underbelly a bit more to the pelt. (i.e just a lighter color)
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Well if you disprove of her birth colors, then get me outa this pride... Her markings give her her personality.
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(http://i51BannedImageSite/35b7fae.png)
.: Name :. Leonai
.: Gender :. Female
.: Age :. (human years) 22
.: Desired Rank :. Huntress
.: Personality :. Stern, loyal, and loving.: History :. When she was a cub she was abandoned and grew up without a pride. Finaly when she was a teen she was taken into a pride and then she left, she was being attacked by the other lionesses in the pride.
.: Roleplay Sample:. -As she crouched slowly and crawled through the tall grass watching the zebra graze ready to pounce- "Almost there..." -she whispered under her breath to the Zebra, as she crawled she hear lions coming up behind her so she stood her ground ready to be pounced on- "What do you want?" -she said lowly and annoyed as she turned around to see her pride leader- "Oh! Sorry, I thought-----" -as she was talking she stopped in the middle of her sentence knowing that she had already said too much-
I read the rules,derpherpferp :P :P :P ;D ;D ;D
I DID IT!!! :D
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took me a long time to notice though XD
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Just a quick update. I had my apartment broken into a few days ago, and my laptop (among a few other things), stolen, so I won't be very active/on that much.
I'm typing this from my work computer. ^^;
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Just a quick update. I had my apartment broken into a few days ago, and my laptop (among a few other things), stolen, so I won't be very active/on that much.
I'm typing this from my work computer. ^^;
Awww. :c
I hope I can find that person who stole your things and punch him/her in the face. ( IF male,I'll kick him in the place where it Hurts. ;) )
Well if you disprove of her birth colors, then get me outa this pride... Her markings give her her personality.
Mk. Removing.
IF you would have read the rules,in which I think you DIDN'T read them,It says;
" Realistic colors ONLY. "
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Am I accepted or what XD Her war paint was removed and replaced with natural colored marks.
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Hello, I have been waiting for a reply and it seems like you don't really notice that I fixed up every thing and all so... I was just asking, again, if I made it into the pride?
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.:Kya:.
.:3 months:.
.: Female:.
.:Cub:.
.: Kya loves to interact with other lions, She is a bundle of joy. She also seems to be an explorer at heart, she also loves to imagine things are prey, leaves, bugs, twigs (etc.).:
Kya gave a stretch as she bounded out of her sleeping area, blue optics scanning the thriling landscape. Her cranium whipping around to check for any lionesses, all clear. "Well. . . No one's around." Kya padded down the small hill, the dirt path leading her into the tall grass. Hearing a loud roar, her appendages pinned to her cranium, her optics widening, she shot nervous glancing around the place. Spreading her maw, preparing to roar. But all that came out was a simple, nervous squeak. Kya dashed back to where she was, not wanting to be attacked, slumping down in front of her mother.