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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 7:43 am
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In his dream, he is running; he is always running. Long, ground-swallowing lopes, legs stretched and breath coming in deep, gulping pants. He is splattered up his legs and across his belly with the dark mud of the swamp, drying around the edges, still wet and slick across his hooves and dripping from the tip of his tail.
The first sting comes as a surprise, the plant taller than in should be, the fine hairs across the leaf catching in his own fur and clutching at him. It is joined by a second, grabbing like hands, bright against the grey-brown of the swamp, and the sensation is enough to slow his fevered run.
He turns, slowly, to look behind him, leaves clutching and scraping and pulling and sticking, and finds himself in the midst of a field of nettle: hundreds, thousands of the plants, packed so closely that he can hardly see through them, growing twice or three times as tall as they should. They fill the distance to the horizon, even more of them sticking against his sides, pulling mud from his fur, like fingers.
Again he turns, to continue his run, stretching his neck, but the plants hold him fast. They have clutched up his legs, across his flanks, have reached slender leaves up over his throat. They sting, yes, but it is familiar, somehow. The ache is sweet, healing. It is lulling.
They put him to sleep as they pull him down into their midst.
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Personality Nettle strives for order, for logic, for common sense, and has a tendency to scoff at trivialities like fun and laughter. He has a pinched sort of mouth that is not prone to smiles and eyes that are almost constantly narrowed.
In short, he's that crotchety old man who thinks his pessimism is a good lesson for optimistic youths.
Of course, he's also solitary and quiet and -- there's not a whole lot in his life. He spends his days alone looking, perhaps, for some kind of wisdom and some kind of order in the chaos of the swamps.
Relationships
Mates Nettle is unlikely to ever have children, being that he is as queer as a three dollar bill. But I dare you to try.
Children CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM WITH KIDS!?
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Nettle's RPs
Crocodile Hunter - and be blue & Eifle Closed A catalogue [Nettle & Wildflower Breeze!] FINISHED The Day of the Dead | From Bloody Ashes & Nettle Closed Watch your Step! [Nettle & Stargarden] FINISHED Unstoppable Force vs. Unmovable Object [Nettle & Burning Bright] Closed Fickle Blessings [Nettle & Breathless] FINISHED A Thorny Problem [Nettle & Spring Peeper] OPEN Careful, it bites [Nettle & Heavy Sleep] OPEN
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Pack of youngsters teasing/tormenting/playing with Nettle I'm always open for Plotting! PM me with ideas!
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SPOOKY GHOST STORY ![User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.](https://graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) The night was dark, cool, the swamp quiet but for the rush of wind through cat tails, the soft sound of crickets, and the giggling, in the distance, of several children out playing late. Lit by moonlight, Nettle looked silver and grey, the orange patches on his coat muted out to desaturated fuzzy patches, his beard halfway glowing. He had enough reputation for being a crazy old man as it was -- the mood lighting just made it that much worse. Especially since, at the moment, his eyes were wide and his voice rumbling, telling some horrifying tale, "...just like tonight, several youngsters were trotting through the swamps, laughing and looking backwards instead of watching their feet..." It was clear, from his expression, that Nettle was very serious about this. A terrible story, clearly ghosts and zombies and witchcraft were going to make an appearance at any second. There was something almost wild about his expression, about the way he danced and shifted and shook out his mane. "...when out of nowhere appeared...A ROCK." A pause. Clearly he'd been expecting some screams. None occurred. So he scowled, going more still, head tipped to the side and locking eyes with one of the youngsters. "Well, you'll think it's scary when you fall and break your neck! Don't run in the dark!"
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Victories and Failures
The number of Kimeti who:
Nettle has made cry: 1 Nettle has publicly humiliated: 2 Nettle scared the piss out of: 1 Have gotten the upper hand on Nettle: 2 Have a bizarre crush on him!?: 1
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 8:07 am
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Willow is an artist. She is not grounded in this reality but instead lets her thoughts float and wander to other times and places, indulges in the creation of great monsters, and becomes something of a drama queen despite herself. None of it is intentional, she just has difficulty focusing on what's really important, and would rather indulge in those childish things she loves and complain about the rest.
Most of her time is spent wandering through projects. She eats what she can find, and sleeps wherever's convenient. She has no gallery, no home, but leaves her art scattered throughout the entire swamp as if it belongs to her.
Relationships
Breeding info Willow's-Breath is flighty and a little weird and also, apparently, ridiculously easy. I'll approve a lot of pairings for her, and I want to breed her a lot. My request is just that the bucks she goes with be relatively bright, because her colors might not work very well with less saturated boys.
If you want plot, she's kind of a cougar, to be honest. She's a little bit of an older doe, and she goes and gets her blessings with a forceful OOMPH. She also hates being pregnant. Once she's had babies with someone, she'll probably never even talk to him again.
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Wollow's RPs
An Eye for Detail [Willow x Webweave] CLOSED I Hear Something [Willow x Wild Cry] CLOSED Pangs [Willow x Swan] FINISHED Morning Constitutional [Willow x Wood Spider] FINISHED
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 8:13 am
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Cranberry Sour // mato.pe link
He found the bush at the edge of the swamp; a shrub, short, clusters of orange berries scattered here and there throughout. In the dream, he was still young, his eyes barely open and wobbly on his gangly, awkward legs, and he thought that nothing had ever looked so spectacularly delicious.
In the way of curious youth, he ate.
And regretted it.
The second he bit in, it was to the realization that these berries were not yet ripe. They were not yet ready. His first lesson in the virtues of patience and he wasn't even born yet.
He chewed once, his expression going from delight to wide-eyed horror as he spat the berries out.
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Personality
Cransour is the epitome of male pride, of testosterone-fueled stupidity, of bull-headed self-confidence. He will try anything, do anything, say anything -- and doubly so if there's a pretty doe in sight.
He is a powerful buck with very broad shoulders and a bright coat. It makes him proud, a bit self-centered, and not terribly focused on brains.
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Cransour's RPs
Feat of Strength [Cransour x Cricket] CLOSED Vanity, thy name is sugar [Cransour x Sugar Snow] FINISHED
Plot Ideas
Cransour's looking for love...ladies. He will also butt heads with other strong males.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 8:15 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:22 am
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Breathless // mato.pe link
The air is let out of her in one ear-splitting, continuous scream, enough to fill the world with her defiance and her anger and her frustration. She is telling the swamp that she exists, and those who disagree with her that she simply doesn't give a s**t what they think, what they want, and that she won't hear their words. It seems to go on forever, shaking leaves on branches and setting the surface of the water to rippling.
At the end of it all, she's left breathless.
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Personality
Breathless is a self-sufficient tomboy with little regard for girly things. She is generally brusque and straightforward, athletic and energetic, but happiest on her own -- exploring the swamp, skirting the edges of the forests, venturing into dry lands or wet water. She takes up wherever she is when night falls, and will hunt for her food, as well as scavenging.
She considers herself strong and shrugs off help, even when she needs it.
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Breeding Breathless is a tomboy at heart, so I'd rather fewer flings with her -- which means I will be pickier choosing her suitors. They should also be fairly bright colors, and probably warm in tone: yellows and oranges with perhaps some black and white in there as well. She's nice and simple, so she would nicely complicate a more elaborate buck.
If you want plot, it's probably a friends-with-benefits kind of situation. I suspect she tries not to get knocked up, but what can you do when you're a Kimeti.
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Breathless's RPs
Everyone's a Critic [Breathless x Would I Could] OPEN[?] Fickle Blessings [Breathless x Nettle] FINISHED
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:03 am
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No Inclination // mato.pe link
Five colts standing on a rocky shore stare into the pond, water cold, plants are gone, cold earth looms beyond:
One by one they turn their heads, looking up the line, slowly take each other in, searching for a sign.
The first one smiles all at once, a light hitting his eyes. He dives in quick, thinks he's brave, but as he falls he cries.
The second, laughing, doesn't pause before he leaps in too. Moments later, head submerged, he's frozen through and through.
The third is smarter, stops to think, but doesn't have a chance: as he's pushed he has time only for one backward glance.
The fourth one frowns and hesitates but can't hold out for long. Thrashing, flailing, graceless, scared, he quickly joins the throng.
All as one they turn to face their brother from the pond, water cold, plants are gone, he does not respond.
Instead he shifts and turns his head, taking in the line, they're quick to mock but teeth chatter as they say they're fine.
First- smiles. Second - laughs. Third - thinks. Fourth - frowns.
And the fifth one says, "No."
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Personality
At his core, No Inclination has a genuine sense of wry good humor...though it is frequently at the expense of others.
He is a con artist with a tendency to lie about anything and everything and take advantage of the kimeti around him. He will feign injuries for the aid and charity, offer distractions so he can steal food from carefully-stored stashes, and sometimes right out beat other kimeti down to take what they have.
He is a rake. A thief. A highwayman.
Relationships
Breeding Info No Inclination is a con man, a thief, a rogue. He likes any Kimeti who acts the fool, so his type is the gullible type. He'd look best with desaturated colors of all sorts.
If you want plot, he could be the grinning used car salesman who talks an uncertain lady into the bushes.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:04 am
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Light in the Night // mato.pe link"Would you rather be blind or deaf?"Her answer is immediate and easy, without so much as a moment's hesitation, "I could live without a word, but not without a light to break the heavy darkness of night."
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Light in the Night is almost painfully shy. It leaves her quiet, rarely speaking at all, and nervous about approaching other kimeti. However, she's rather good at communicating without words -- just with gestures and ducks of her head and careful looks and meaningful little smiles. She is very serious and serene, introverted but fond of other kin all the same, just not too many at once or for too long, because eventually she wants to return to her quiet, isolated life.
Relationships
Breeding Info Light in the Night has previously been life mated to Lookout, the pair living a quiet life together in a near-abandoned part of the swamp, protected by wolves and sheltered by each other. With his absence has come self-doubt and uncertainty, a discomfort in regards to self and what her place is in the world. This has meant quite a bit of distant questioning to Matope and the Motherfather; she doesn't know what to do with herself without having another kin there to support.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:07 am
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He opens his mouth and the words swarm out like bees; flitting around his head, landing on his antlers and his eyelids. They do not come out in the right order. Instead the twist and bend around each other, each one finding a mate similar in taste and sound and switching places, the most important getting lost in a jumble of unrelated adjectives. And yet he keeps speaking, even as the expressions on the faces around him turn from curiosity to concern, as eyes slowly take on an edge of genuine fear.
They turn from him and he finally closes his mouth, tongue tied in knots.
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Personality
While he loves other Kimeti and wants more than anything else to be able to spend time with them and chatter, Tongue-Tied is hopeless trapped in his own world -- due to a mild form of Schizophrenia that makes it difficult for him to speak. On top of a mild stutter, his words come out jumbled and confused, and it is a struggle for him to find the one he's looking for.
He's awkward on top of this, though. He's hands taller than the average Kimeti, and that's before one adds the towering addition of his rack of horns. He looks goofy, moves in a usually awkward way, never quite meets anyone' eyes, and is regarded as 'weird.'
As such, he spends most of his time alone in his garden-bower, sculpting it to his tastes and letting his thoughts run rampant in the moss, occasionally chattering unintelligibly with creatures around him. It doesn't matter. They wouldn't understand anyway.
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Tongue-Tied's RPs
Crooked Song [Tongue-Tied x Strange Fruit] OPEN
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Notes and Resources
http://www.revolutionhealth.com/articles/symptoms-of-disorganized-schizophrenia/aa48032
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:10 am
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It is a race, the winding path laid out between tall trees and deep waters, reeds and swamp. They leave in the same heartbeat, and she falls rapidly behind -- other kiokote outpacing her so quickly that she's left in their muddy footprints, struggling to keep up.
But she knows the path, and she knows its end. She cuts back. She cuts across. She takes a short cut.
She cheats, but she ends up at the front of the pack, and that's what counts.
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Cut Back's very focused on getting herself forward in life, a bit selfish, a bit of a cheater, willing to throw people under a stampede to save her own skin. This doesn't make her entirely bad, though. She's nice enough, so long as you're not in her way, and will help you out if you're not setting her back...
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Breeding Info I don't know anything about Cut Back yet, but I want to breed her only with Kiokote to get more Kiokote to give out. I'm super free with her, so long as they look good.
If you want plot, I don't even know. I need some reasoning. Gimme your idea!
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:12 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:14 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:15 am
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He is gathering:
Sticks and stones, heavy branches, soft leaves that he catches carefully in his mouth. Thick moss that sits like a mantle over his shoulders, shells in bright colors that spiral or fan. Fresh churned dirt, dark and fragrant, chest-high ferns in verdant green.
He is building:
Three stout walls from still-fresh wood, branches woven in and out, fingers that tangle for strength. A solid roof of close-set leaves, green and brown and gold and red, the fuzz of moss that drips lazily off the edges. The floor -- dirt, hoed with a heavy hoof, carefully kept new, spotted with bits of color and fresh growth.
There is no door on his haven. All are welcome.
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Haven is serene, and just a little bit shy: prone to nerves when he's the center of attention, but very comfortable in one-on-one interactions. He is not a go-getter, he is not a leader, he's happier to placidly nod and smile and go along with someone who has more force of personality than he ever could.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:16 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:17 am
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Shadowstorm // mato.pe link
The world is a whitewash and she is a ghost in it; her hoof beats unechoing, the heaving of her breaths silent, like the very air around her is sapping them away. The dreamscape should be calm, serene, without color to startle the eyes, without sound to assault the ears, without so much as a hint of wind against her skin, but for some reason, she knows something is wrong.
She does not turn to see the frenzied shadows, rising and writhing in her wake.
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Shadowstorm looks gentle, but has a hot temper that surfaces as a taste for revenge. She is passive aggressive, talking about other kimeti behind their backs and getting back at them without ever entering into confrontation.
Relationships
Breeding Info Shadowstorm is horribly passive aggressive and nitpicky. In all honesty, she probably want a life pairing so she doesn't have to deal with meeting new bucks but -- well, she's not likely to ever get one. She's open for seriously any color scheme, since she's you know, basically solid white. I suggest some crazy patterns against her, to counter her simplicity.
If you want plot, she starts a lot of mean rumors and mocks boys behind their backs, so a jock might be best for this.
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