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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 5:26 pm
lol. I'm sure D won't make him hate his daddy if he wins. It's prolly just something that would run through his mind if that happened. D's all about family but I won't get into why. It's up to him to tell you.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:24 pm
Gaia Name: Kuro-kasai
Lion Name if won: Deminon
Personality if won: Crazed Desire
Rp Sample: a
Sample:
Looking around him he wondered what daddy was looking at. "Dad... your scawin me..." Rising slowly Deminon kept his uneasy glance on his father. Was he looking at them? All of them!? Notcing his father's crazed look he pawed at his siblings and motioned towards their father. A smirk crossed his maw to confuse ol' daddy. Nodding the children hurried to different parts of the cave, watching their father. After sitting for a couple of moments they all began running around crazily, trying to confuse him. Laughing as wildly as they were running they kept going, accidently Deminon crashed into his brother and they sat up shaking their heads. A roar of laughter escaped them as they got up to run again. His sister was rolling on the ground laughing as their father was now trying to keep them all in one view. What a way to make them hungry for dinner. It seemed like they had been playing only a couple minutes before mommy returned with supper. Diving in the children ripped at the carcass, happy they had avoided their father's crazy glance once more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:38 pm
Gaia Name: Lady Mirage
Lion Name if won: Nicandro
Personality if won: Cold, Distant
Rp Sample: B
Sample: Mom and Dad had left, and Nic felt so proud of himself since he'd been put in charge over his siblings. The morning had been fun, as they'd romped around wrestling and playing games, but as cubs will do eventually, they all fell asleep in a heap of panting fur in the shade of a bush. Nic had fallen asleep thinking that things couldn't be better, and his parents would be so proud....
When he awoke, however, the sun was lower in the sky and it was nearly time to return to the cave as Mom and Dad were going to come home soon. Yawning, Nic stretched his little body, his fangs glinting in the sun as he yawned again and prepared to wake his siblings for the short return trek. However, his eyes fell onto the form of his snoozing (and loudly snoring) brother...there was no sign of Tica. Anywhere. Oh CRAP!
His first thought was perhaps she'd not gone far, and merely waiting for them to wake up, and so he stuck his head out of the bush to look for his sister. Not seeing her on one side, he tried the other, and still...no sign of Tica. Debating what to do for a moment, he sat down and watched the rise and fall of his brother's chest. Well...we can't go home without her...maybe if we can't find her before Mom and Dad find us, I can convince them we were playing hide and seek and maybe they won't know the difference? Well, it was worth a shot, after all it'd be better than waiting home to have my hide tanned. "Bane! Wake up, Bane! We gotta find Tica!" Forcing his brother upon his feet (which was quite a feat in itself) and out of the bush still half asleep, they set off together to look for their sister...
((My entry sucks xp ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:43 pm
no it don't. Thanks for the entries.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 7:57 pm
Thanks xd I feel like it sucks cause I'm having a very hard time being creative for some reason tonight...could be because I'm so tired. xp
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:09 pm
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:06 pm
Gaia Name: Myanai
Lion Name if won: Hazzard
Personality if won: Calculating, dangerous
Rp Sample: B
Sample:
Times like these made Hazzard wonder deeply why, why the hell had he taken upon himself to be the responsible one out of the three. Really, he had no patience for this. Whenever father went into one of his crazed fits, who had to take the siblings out of the way? He did. Whenever Bane decided that a porcupine was a good play thing, who had to pull him by his tail, in the middle of fits and tantrums? He did. Whenever Tica climbed up to a thin branch and threw a party on it, who was used as a cushion when the branch broke and she fell? He did. With that put together... whenever their parents were away, who had to babysit? He did.
It wasn't a matter of loving or not his disgruntled family. Hazzard had four paws to make use of should it prove to be the case. Still, the cub's patience had limits. And the last thing Hazzard needed now was his sister missing. So many efforts to get Bane away from that damned snake crowned with such a prize. Great. Just great. The morning had went on too smoothly, hadn't it? They'd tortured countless mice, sent meerkats on a run for it, had tons of fun. Just when lunch was about to get home, things had to go haywire. Bane's now unceasing mumblings certainly weren't helping out a lot...
"Bane..." he muttered, a low growl present on his voice. The other kit looked back at his brother, annoyed beyond imagination. It was just a snake! Sure, with poisonous, pointy teeth, but where was the fun of irking something that couldn't kill you? "What." Bane finally grumbled in response. Hazzard's eyes narrowed to his brother. "Tica isn't here." Bane tilted his head to the side. "Huh?" "Tica. Isn't. Here."
A few moments of silent after... Bane burst into a fit of laughter. "Ha!! You're so busted!! Mom and Dad are gonna freak so hard, and it's your fault!! I'm so wanting to see that!!" Hazzard's growl volume increased. Oh how he wanted to kill his brother right now, the pale lump of fur that rolled on the ground hysterical. He cooled down though, an idea coming up. It'd kill two rabbits in one strike. Just perfect. "But you won't." the brown kit snorted, picking up something off the ground. Bane stopped, looking puzzled up at Hazzard. "Wha?" Last thing he knew, something heavy hit his skull, sending him into an unconscious sleep.
Hazzard smirked smugly, tossing the rock aside and picking up his knocked out sibling's tail, dragging him back to the den. He'd gotten revenge and wouldn't have to worry about him for a while. And, after all, that lump on his head was more than well deserved. The brown cub blew his neon green dreads out of his eyes and looked up to the treetops, setting off on a fast pace. Now. Which tree had Tica climbed to this time...
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:11 pm
thanks for the entry hun!
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:45 pm
Gaia Name: DarkHeartedSorrows
Lion Name if won: Anthem
Personality if won: Partier, a bit crazy
Rp Sample: (A,B,C) A
Sample:
Anthem tumbled over his brother, his teeth clutched around his pale ear. Even as he growled and tugged he could see his father’s unwavering stare out of the corner of his eye and it made him a bit uneasy. He shifted himself as he pinned his sibling down so he could see his sister. Something was not right here, and he wanted to make sure the three of them would make it out together.
After a few more long moments of that horrific stare Anthem let go of his brother and glared hard at his father. “What are you staring at?” He raised a brow in a harsh gesture. When he got no response he snorted and kneaded his claws into the ground, a bit irritated. What was up with his father today?
Slowly he moved towards a break in the thick foilage dragging his brother with him and motioning or his sister to follow. “We’re going to go out and look for mom…” He said, a bit uncertain. Just as he neared the break he heard the crash of his father’s paw block the way and he groaned. That proved it. Father has snapped. Looking up at the dark figure he grinned... “Well… C’ya!”
He zipped between Zared’s paws, his siblings in close tow. There had to be some way out, even if that meant crashing through the foilage. There was no way he was sticking around here… no way, no how.
He dodged thrashing paws, pushing his siblings out of harms way and moving straight for another gap. He pushed his sister through first, helping as her skirt snagged on a twig. Next was his brother. “Fatass” He grumbled as he had to push all his weight against him. Last it was his turn. He scraped his claws against the ground pulling himself through. Just as he was about to pull free he felt a paw on his tail and glanced back to see his father. “Oh s**t…”
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 2:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 8:27 pm
I think, maybe we should close this tomorrow... Thanks for the entries everyone!
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 6:31 pm
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