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 Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 8:24 am
 This is a chance to win one of six orbs from three different families.There will be several rp prompts, and a raffle. The judges of the prompts will be myself and XbamfoliciousX. We have the final say on where the babies will be going. As well we reserve the right to add and change rules as we see fit. Though I highly doubt that will be needed.
Rules
- A newbie for us is classified as someone with three or less growing Kitsu.
- Please stick to Gaia's ToS and the shop rules
- Don't discourage anyone from trying.
- Don't be a sore looser if you didn't win there is always next time.
- Please don't take the baby and run. Try and stick around the shop and rp a little. I am always open for rp and there are others in the shop that are as well. I would really like to see these babies go to someone who is gonna stick around. (More a plea then a rule)
- You may enter for all of them but only win one.
Any questions or concerns, please post in thread or PM me.
Starts
1/12/2011
Ends
2/1/2011
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 10:58 am
The Happy Family Daddy - Shiyome is daddy, his name literally translates into dead bride. He is very snide and very egotistical. He lost his original lover and perhaps that has made him a bit bitter or perhaps he has just always been that way. Its hard to tell as he doesn't really speak to anyone about his past. It is unclear if he himself is dead but many seem to think he is. Sometimes its hard to tell if he loves mommy or not but he seems to always be their for you and your siblings; and he and mom seem to often have their sweet moments.
Mommy - Maboroshi is mommy, and possibly the most dedicated and pleasant sort of mother. He is never angry and he doesn't raise his voice. He is always playful and jovial. His name means illusion and he seems to live up to that always appearing when one least expects him to. He sees in an odd sort of shadowy way, its very strange and not completely clear but he seems to get by just fine.
Sibling 1 (The Eldest) - Kourei is an antisocial little Kitsu-ne. Much like Maboroshi, he sees in a shadowy way, but his shadows take on different forms, and he thinks they're silent spirits (though they really aren't). Either way, when you find him, it just looks like he's talking to himself. When he's not talking to his 'friends' he's usually trying to think of new tricks... though he isn't very good at pulling them off.
Sibling 2 (Second Oldest) - Mahou translates into 'magic' He has a tendency to make one think he's the sweetest of the bunch when in reality he is perhaps the most sour. He can seem like the most gentle, innocent soul until you turn your back. He adores playing tricks on others and is very sly in his ways, being able to fool even the most intelligent of people at first meet but his true colors eventually show. He has the ability to stop his heart on command and seems to not have a shadow. Like he isn't really there at all. He uses these things to his advantage when playing tricks.
Sibling 3 (Middle Child Syndrome) - Yukio means 'gets what he wants' and your brother lives up to that name. He is a spoiled brat who simply loves his daddy and does his best to please him. He has the same egotistical a attitude with the same snide and cool demeanor.
Sibling 4 (The Youngest) - =D The one you are trying for!
Prompt
There has been a fight, and one of your mothers favorite glass objects was broken, your brother Yukio is blaming it on you because you are the baby and were being messy. Or so he says, your eldest brother is of no help he couldn't see what happened. Mahou has offered to help you out but you have seen him turn on your brothers before. What do you do? How do you handle it? What are your feelings about your siblings and parents? Do you get in trouble or does everything get resolved peacefully?
Note: Feel free to use Shiyome, Maboroshi, Yukio and Mahou in this. But try and focus on your kit and their reaction.
[align=center][b][color=lime]One Big Happy Family[/color][/b][/align]
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 2:35 pm
The Hellions 
Daddy - Hidenori has no interest in you or this family. You and your siblings were produced out of random boredom and happenstance. He will have nothing to do with you or your siblings and you will never see him.
Mommy - Yurie is a catrina. She speaks very little and only when it is needed. Her fling with your father was just that a fling and not something she ever wishes to remember. She wasn't thinking clearly that night and thus doesn't really remember the entire encounter. Knowing that she doesn't really have the means to provide for you as she is dead. She has left you with a caretaker. Though she stops in from time to time to see you. She is gentle and calm and likes to tell your stories and read your 'fortunes'.
The Caregiver - This is Manabu and he is your surrogate family. He agreed to take you all in and care for you as he was once very good friends with Yurie. He is a very studious individual and very gentle. He is calm and takes lots of time with you all and treats you like his own.
Contest Orb 1 (The Oldest) - Up to you! *Only NEWBIES may apply for this orb.
Daddy's little boy (The second oldest) - Satin is a little devil to be exact. He seems to have issues with almost everyone and everything. Though he doesn't let these issues be known publicly. No instead these issues are his and his alone. He is cold and distant with a piercing gaze. He is highly intelligent and has a chaotic streak that sometimes likes to rear its head but not always. He is sound of mind and oft times likes to make people feel they are below him simply with his words. He has a serious lack of emotion though he is good at pretending he doesn't.
Little Mother (The third oldest) - Kanau, despite being one of the youngest of her litter, often times takes on the 'motherly' roll. She cares for her fellow siblings as if they were her own kits and has a tendency to try to over rule Manabu in his parenting, though these attempts are mostly unintentional as well as unsuccessful. She possesses a hate for her father that runs deep, despising his very existence, but loves her mother dearly and only wishes to make her happy. It's not that she dislikes Manabu, but because he is not related by blood Kanau feels the need to step up and take her mother's place, often times referring to it as her 'duty.' She cares for each of them and would never do a thing to hurt them, but because she is so busy trying to be the mother, she misses out on most of the fun of being a child.
Contest Orb 2 (The youngest) - Up to you!
Prompt
It is just after one of your mother's visits. She brought you all some candy and a special toy. Your brother Satin asked about your father again and when he was denied stormed off and destroyed his toy and smashed his candy into the ground. Your sister seems deeply upset by his actions and has gone after him. What are your feelings towards your siblings? What about your parents? Do you want to know your father? Or do you claim Manabu as your father? What about your mother does her constant leaving anger you?
Note: You may use, Yurie, Manabu, Satin, and Kanau in your response but try and focus on your kit and their reaction.
[b][color=peru]What a little Demon[/color][/b]
[b]Contest Orb:[/b] 1 or 2
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 3:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 4:01 pm
Flower Shower This orb will be given away in a free raffle.
Newbies get two tickets and Non-Newbies get one.
Please use the correct code.
Simply post in this thread.
Newbie Code[color=violet][b]I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang![/b][/color] Non-Newbie Code
[b][color=cyan]Let me in on this flower shower yo![/color][/b] List
1. Wolfey Fireborn
2. Wolfey Fireborn
3. RockerWolfie1616
4. RockerWolfie1616
5. Znaruto
6. Znaruto
7. loquitadeindiana
8. loquitadeindiana
9. chi honda
10. chi honda
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 4:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 8:25 pm
What a little Demon
Contest Orb: 1
Name: Jaki
Meaning: Devil, imp, evil spirit
Gender: Male
Alignment: Yako
Response: It is a rare thing, a very rare thing indeed, when my mother comes to see all of us. And while I can see that she tries her hardest to come see us, I can also see that to do so causes her some sort of discomfort, be it embarrassment, sadness or anger, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that her visits are fleeting and so is that wonderful brush of electricity I get from the feeling of her muzzle against me. She is my mother, and the time I have with her is something that I can savor about as much as this candy that she has brought for me. I can save it, and save it and save it, but one day it will have to be eaten or thrown away. In either case it will be gone and so will my mother by the nights end. Who can say how long it will be until I am able to see her next. I cannot say that I resent this female, though I cannot say that I love her either. I see her about as often as I come across a shooting star. For the sake of argument I will say that I accept her. I accept the fact that she brought me into this world and I am a part of her as much as she is a part of me. No matter how small that piece may be, it is still there. So while she is here, I try my best to enjoy this small happiness, because I know that it will soon be gone and I will be left with that familiar taste of emptiness on my tongue in her wake.
Around this beautiful kitsune that is our mother we gather, some of us more joyfully than others. It is the first time in a long time that she has come to see us, and as usual she has not only brought herself but small gifts as well. They will only last us so long. But each one of us accepts these gifts as part of our mother’s love and takes them graciously to stretch the small amount of pleasure her visits bring. It is to be expected most of the time that she show up with something in maw for all of us, simply because that is how it has always been. And once the gifts are given with appropriate greetings, we proceed into those smaller activities. Things such as story telling, fortune telling or even just predicting what each of us shall accomplish when we grow up. I shall be strong with a good heart, a little befuddled from time to time, but I shall not be unhappy. Well, it is the thought that counts I do suppose. Unfortunately, tonight my younger brother decides to ruin the miniscule moment of bliss for probably the millionth time. (Of course she has not visited us a million times, but you should get my point by this time I would hope.)
Ever since I can remember my brother has had this fixation that holds him tightly, like a fish to an eagle. We have a mother, yes. And we most certainly have a dad. And while I can imagine no other dad besides Manabu, he does not share our blood. We have a father. He is the one that helped us into being and one that we have never seen in our short lifetime. He is the one that my brother asks for. And he is the one that my brother is denied for. Mother keeps a tight set of teeth about the male, and every time he is brought up by Satin, her jaw tightens further. She will not say. That kitsune wants nothing to do with any of us. We shall never see him and that is final. And as he crushes his little gifts under paw, I can’t help but wonder: does he even feel remorse for his actions? Does he even care that he may well break our mother’s heart with his selfishness? Not that is matters; once we are grown we will be gone. There will be much in this world to call us away. I also cannot help but feel remorse for him. Despite the fact that we have a father who does not care for us much, we do have a dad that cares for us greatly. Manabu has always given us the greatest of his attentions and he is always very conscious of our needs as a family. And in all the time that we have been alive, he has not left us alone. Not ever. Maybe for short periods of time during the day will he be gone, but every morning, noon, and night that he is not out gathering food or getting water or doing who knows what else, he is with us. He sleeps with us and he feeds us and I could not be more grateful to anyone else than I am to him. He is calm and kind and fair but firm. Satin does not have his way when he is being rowdy nor does my sister when she is being bossy. And despite the fact that I am the eldest, I would rather stay out from under paw.
I do not hate my biological father for his decision like my sister, for it was his to make. I do not miss him like Satin does, if you can call it missing, since he was never in our lives at all. And I do not love him either. He simply is and that is how he shall remain. He shall not touch my life, so he shall make no difference upon how I grow. He was merely a pawn, playing his part in creating my life. I have someone that looks after me and teaches me in the absence of both my father and my mother. And this kitsune is the one that I have chosen as my dad. He is the only one I reserve the word for. Dad. And while I cannot say that my siblings feel the same way as I do, I feel no embarrassment over my decision, for it was mine to make.
As for my siblings… I have a sort of love hate relationship with each of them. I can see their flaws, as I am sure that they can see mine. Kanau loves our mother almost as much as she loves trying to boss everyone around. Satin loves our father almost as much as he loves to make trouble. I detest both of these things. The trouble making, the bossiness and all those things in between the two are things that I despise. On the other paw, they are my family and they are the ones who stay with me. And so while I do not exactly like them all the time, I do love them. I do my best to protect them because they are mine. Come hell or high water, snow or shine, I will be there for them. No matter if my mother leaves and never comes back. No matter if my father shows up on the front step begging our forgiveness. I will be here for my siblings. And I will make sure that they are safe. No matter what. I accept the fact that my father helped bring me into this world and that I am a part of him as much as he is a part of me. No matter how tiny that piece may be, it is still there. But while my father can turn his back and ignore us, four pieces of himself, I cannot take my piece and turn my back.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 2:41 pm
I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang!
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 2:15 pm
I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang!
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 7:07 pm
I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang!
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 11:53 am
What a little Demon
Contest Orb: 2
Name: Haruna
Meaning: Spring
Gender: Female
Alignment: Zenko
Response:
Haruna looked at Mother, then in the direction Satin had stormed off in; trying to gauge where she was needed most. She wanted to cry from frustration and anger at her brother... But what good would come of it? None. Crying wouldn't help anyone, not even herself. Leaving her toy behind, she walked over to Mother and buried her face into her mother's cold shoulder. "Not fault, Mommy, not fault." she said as loudly as her soft voice would alow.
Why couldn't Satin see that Manabu was their father? Blood ties meant nothing. The only reason that Haruna could fathom wanting to know her 'real' father would be to force him to understand what he had probably put Mother through. No one messed with Mother! But first she'd have to finish learning words from Manabu. After all, her limited vocabulary made her sound like a stupid kit who couldn't understand anything. If only they knew!
Haruna tried to supress her upper lip as it tried to curl up in a snarl. Not now, of all times! She might make Mother upset. There was only one in this world she hated: her 'father'. The 'real' one, she meant; not Manabu. One day... She would hunt him down.
But for now... She forced the snarl off her face and wispered again, "Nothing fault, Mommy, nothing."
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:01 pm
One Big Happy Family Name: Moujin Meaning: Blind Person Gender: Male Alignment:Zenko Response:Easy target. I have always been such an easy target since I was born without sight.The moment mother's favorite glass bowl shattered to pieces I knew I was going to be blamed for it. Despite that fact that this family is so very loving when everyone was around, the moment everyone wasn't home my brother's became monsters, but the worst one was always Yukio. It wasn't much of a fight to begin with before the glass was broken, knowing that I can't see Yukio shoved me right into it. Shoving me around was a game to him, he would tell me that he could beat the sight into me if he could hit my head on enough things. "Look what you did now!" I wailed as my nose touched the glass pieces lightly on the floor. "Mother loves this bowl, I hear him speak about it all the time and you went out and broke it. He's going to be so mad." Even though my mother is often never mad, this was going to be the thing that probably would do it. I ran from my brother sniffing the air to reach my eldest brother Kourei who was busy doing what my eldest brother did best which was talk to himself when he's suppose to be supervising the rest of us. "Niisan!" I bumped right into him and with an irritated voice he told me that he didn't see anything and that he was busy. Not much help he was and I could hear the mocking of Yukio who was practically dancing around the glass. Sighing I felt that this was going to be one of those days where I will get grounded or maybe a small scold for what I did. I wasn't even going to ask my other brother Mahou because that was asking to get bit on the butt after he decides if the bribe I give him for help isn't good enough. He found this all amusing though because I could hear him chuckling from where he laid. I never once told my mother or father it wasn't me when it came down to being punished for what my brother did but this time I was tired. I know I am small and my brother's don't respect me but this time I was planning to tell the truth. Snorting I shout in the direction of Yukio, "I am telling!!" The world seemed to grow silent now as my brother's stood there. I could hear my parents behind me. Turning I put my face up where I believe my parents stood. "M-mother, F-father..." My tail quickly retreated between my legs. "I have to tell you..." Mother, with his soft voice said to me, "I think I have heard enough." Dead. I was dead meat now. Father now cleared his throat,"You're all grounded." I cocked my head to this, he continued. "You're all grounded because Yukio, you bullied your brother, Kourei did not watch your younger brothers, Mahou despite that you have watched everything you probably would have not told us the truth and Moujin... You're grounded because you could have told us what happened without antagonizing your brother." My jaw was open in awe at this, we were all grounded? Then mother pitched in now, "I think everyone needs to apologize." Whimpers were now heard all around including my own and at the same time all of us children said, "I am sorry." Even though no one won this, well except for maybe father. I think it went down pretty well and I guess without all the trouble we get into together I would say that my life would be pretty boring without my crazy brothers and my wonderful parents. We're all very different but I do accept them the way they are and I hope to see what the next day brings. Trouble, I'm sure.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:02 pm
Keep my safe heart Safe, For I have left it with you.
I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang!
Before you My life Was a Moonless night.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 8:44 pm
I'm a newbie and flowers are my thang!
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 7:24 am
What a little Demon
Contest Orb: 2
Name: Kuronushi
Meaning: Dark - master, lover, god
Gender: Male
Alignment: Yako
Response: .Dully, Kuro watched as his brother stormed off. He was always doing that lately, growling and nipping it seemed. And of course dear sister always had to go and see if she could scold him to mind their mother and to un-ruffle his fur. Flicking his tail he looked to the destroyed items. It wasn’t as if any of this upset him, not really anyway. It just had been happening over and over lately. Looking to their mother he watched her silently, wondering when she would give this up. Her coming did nothing but unsettle everyone. Oh he did know she likely loved them, of a sort. Kuro just thought it all silly a waste of his time on that sort of feeling. Looking to his mother side he saw the blue fur of their caretaker. He could not bring himself to call the man anything else. He wondered if he cared, he doubted it for the blue pelted male seemed to like his mother. Or maybe not, he had not lived long enough to tell these sorts of things but it did not stop him trying.
Reaching up with his back leg he scratched his ear before getting up and moving to push the broken things away from the area. Wouldn’t do for anyone to step on the sharp broken edges, leave a nasty cut. For his siblings, he was the youngest of them yet it seemed to him his older siblings were so bubbly and full of emotions. Shouldn’t it have been the other way around? He again could not find it in himself to care, and looking off to the distance he wondered how long it would take for his black furred brother to come back and be forced by their sister to apologies. The question, their father. Well he could not help but wonder to what the male looked like and of course it was Sati who looked the most different so perhaps he would be who their father looked like, but then himself who was white. Well, it did no good thinking of all this.
What was important; was soon the sun would be leaving and then that’s when he felt the most alive. Looking toward the sun he waited, eyes dark and almost sullen. He was always tired during the light of the sun, but at night he felt himself stirring deep inside for play and for hunting. Looking back to his mother he blinked and flicked his tail. It was only a matter of time, he thought. When she gives up coming to see them, when they are older she will stop caring and that blue pelted male would go off as well. He wondered if even silently to himself, if perhaps their father would have been the one to show real emotions. Time would tell though, and he knew unlike his dark furred brother, that they had all the time in the world until the earth took its last breath and fell asleep. He would find their father, one day but until then. Again he looked to the sun his eyes half lidded, lazily gazing at his tormentor.
For now he would wait, and not bother such odd things as storming off. No, he would bid his time and maybe he would see about punishing the one who hurt them. Hundreds of years it might take for him to be stronger than their father will be stronger; but he would wait. When their father slept, then he would strike like the snake hiding in the long grass.
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