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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 8:20 am
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 . The Sun Also Rises .11th January 2011
[ larva . foal . colt . buck ]the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun rises.
the sun sets.
the sun also rises.
Rise is… a good, capable sort of fellow, a friendly, patient bloke with a wry smile and solemn eyes. He wasn't always like this - having led a very embarrassing youth - but ever since the last incident of his colthood, he has rehauled himself for the better. Now the head of a wholesale preserved foods retail business, he adheres to a strict working routine each day which he manages to enjoy. It reminds him of the less embarrassing parts of his youth.
The work is for meaning, not for gain. He's always looking for willing Kimeti to help out in his business and this be where all the trouble starts...
Awake during [early morning to late evening]
Chicken... is Rise's beloved chicken and producer of eggs and the only pet he'll ever deign to have because he sometimes still thinks of cooking it.
RELATING
Mating [ No, but thank you - no time for mating and an embarrassing obsession with a doe he doesn't know, incl. what's her name and whether or not she's real. ]
Befriending [ Anyone at all! Feel free. ]
. Bonds .
Moonfrost-like-Ashes - SHE'S REAL AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH SRSLY GUYS
Sky Fell In - my best employee and my best friend. A little skittish but always dependable.
Summer Fades - silly, talkative and flighty, but quite cute, like a little sister.
Saddened Eyes (Weep) - a smart, charmingly practical shopgirl. Very sharp.
RELATIONS
Rise from Moon Ashes Clutch :: with Moonfrost-like-Ashes
Children [ Come Running | The Killing Moon | Love Becomes You | My Very Best | Only the Ashes Remain ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
Rise & Co. Preserved and Exotic Foods with Shop & others [ORP!]
Phony Feathers: Pet Tales from Moon Ashes with Babbies
The Employment Pages, Rise & Co. recruitment thread
. Completed .
Ill-met by Moonlight with Moonfrost-like-Ashes [colt & filly stage]
You've Fallen and You Can't Get Up with Sky Fell In
A Contribution to the Critique of Political Economy with Sky Fell In, Weep and Summer Fades
You in the Moonlight with Fade, Fell, Weep and Grey
Turtle Soup with Fade, Weep and Fell
That Bloody Cat with Grey and Cue
Rise from Moon Ashes with Grey, 1st Babbies and Shop
Everybee Old is New Again with Cue and Once Forgotten
Bless Yer Aunt with Cue and Fade
Rebuilding the Mound ORP with Rise & Co.
Negotiations with Rise & Co. & Royal Rainbow Troupe
R&S+RRT Flambe Party with Rise & Co. & Royal Rainbow Troupe
Rise & Shine Stock-Take ORP with Rise & Co.
OOC Notes: When some stupid git tells you "oh look customs!!!" and you get one for 'im with much sneaky delight, don't imagine that you're the only one with the smart idea. Also, don't imagine that the ridiculously amused colourist will do anything but make 'em all fancy and laugh at you later.
dramallama original naming dream until Jun told me how to troll: eyes cast upwards, immutably watching the sun slowly sweeps across to light and returns to dim the sky. He thought it to be endless. Till the very last time it burned down and the world was dark. Yet still, he knew - "the sun also rises."
The Sun Also Rises is emo (no more) NOTE: SHITTY. (SOMETIMES) EMO. WRITING!!!. Foal .
The bindings broke and he tumbled out, hooves first, into the murky swampside - several layers of mud collapsed before the ground's tumult stilled and he was left splayed thigh-deep in dark swirling waters. He craned his head towards the gap in overhead branches as sunlight filtered through in beams. After a while the beams broke up and moved on to be replaced by glittering darkness. The mud bore his imprints, he had no impetus to move elsewhere. His stillness, spare the movement of his jaw at points, drew and consumed prey. He could only tell from the temperature, the low tides and a distant blurry glow on his eyelids that something, time or otherwise, seemed to be passing...and that the cycle repeated itself all over again.NOTE: YES. All that's happening is a rooted Kimeti babby emoing in the middle of a swamp. [By the way, your swamps are nothing like ours... the more you know!]. Colt .
Several, several sun cycles later the moving mangrove tides hadn't consumed him, and conveniently made him stronger - when he felt ready he rose, dripping, from the water to mossy ground made his way in-land.
The congregation of Kimeti made his head spin, and combined with the soothsaying of the swamp, he paced about the trodden areas more lost than before. "What do we do," he asked, reeling and stepping in random geometry, "what do we do with ourselves?"
He didn't like the answers he got. Just living had no purpose and he didn't think he'd be happy living because he was already living as a foal in an endless expanse of nothing. There must've been something more. He went out looking for something more. There is nothing but the swamp. What was beyond the swamp?
Rise was very bad at taking advice and started his journey, steadily moving into increasingly distant areas and possibly treacherously different lands. He started in the early mornings, seeking shelter a little after dusk - he had no idea where he was going, just that it wasn't back, and that it was far more meaningful to use the perpetual passing of days with a force of further purpose.
***
Then he met her. drawn by Jun D. Buck .
He made his way back into the main swamp with deliberate steps - examining his surroundings, absorbing as much information as he could to mark his trail (in part, the to which he saw that filly) and making an effort to try, in the very least, to love the swamps since there was nothing else. When he'd returned, he'd grown into a fine buck, and thankfully no one recognised him - largely because he'd spent most of his youth moping alone, and because colts looked very different from the strong, confident build of an adult swamp-goat. Huh.
It was then that he decided to do as that imaginary? filly said, and make the best of it. Yes. Armed with knowledge of slightly more distant lands and an iron will, Rise set on his path to becoming better, faster, stronger...and setting up a wholesale preserved foods retail service. Yessir. Because there is no comparable industry of spirit like an entrepreneurial one. |
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 1:17 am
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. Slip Away .18th February 2011
[ buck ]
the wings stretch; emerging at his own pace
surveying the sky with a half-lidded eye
he comes to slip away
Slip is… almost like an urban legend, except far more gossipy because of the nature of his 'legend'. It tells of a handsome, charismatic manlymeti with dark eyes and a smirk as alluring and perhaps dangerous as sea foam lapping at your hooves. One may only encounter him at night, his light coat tends to attract moonlight and it's difficult to miss his presence. When he speaks - he is confident, noble and possesses slight condescension. The mystery buck rarely talks, however - he seems to prefer expressing his intentions physically...
...there's not much of a dramatic end to the story, other than that does who encounter him are likely to go back and surprisingly or unsurprisingly have babbies. In another society this may be a travesty, but since it's Matope, keep those genes goin'!
Awake during [ late evening to early morning ]
RELATING
Mating [ any doe he opines will make good offspring with. ]
Befriending [ with benefits? ]
. Bonds .
Reticent Smiles - Sweet, silly girl. I feel a little bad...
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Winking Beetle x Stumbledown
Clutchmates [ Quailbeak | Beyond the Horizon | Sky Fell In ]
Slipping Smile Clutch :: with Reticent Smiles
Children [ Burning Down Love | Blown By The Wind | Settle Down | Wild Sage ]
Last Kiss Clutch :: with Kiss
Clutch [ Last Goodbye | Love-Lies-Bleeding | Death Rattle | Cloud Peak | Plagued Heartbeat ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
Common Greetings with Reticent Smiles
Off His Game with Kiss
OOC Notes: When someone offers you an amazing Kimeti, give up and say yes instead of pacing around for more than half the night, not being able to finish your readings on Vietnam. blue gave her boy to me, now I will do as I threatened...
drawn by Kitty Sprightt - A Wild Kiss Appears!!
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 10:44 am
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. Summer Fades .25th February 2011
[ doe ]
when trees shed and flowers wilt
she tosses her head and proclaims,
"summer fades, but I'm still here!"
Fade is… an annoyingly vigilant flapper who at once is insistent on enjoying life but yet rears up at any possible sign of any sort of injustice to strictly campaign against it. In other words, she is sometimes a disgrace of a flapper, and generally a bit of an earnest disgrace overall. She may also be a little excitable. Perhaps.
Awake during [morning to night]
Turtle Soup... is very fast. For a turtle. If anything he's always moving because he belongs to Fade who frequently bobs in and out of his vision as he toddles along insistently behind her. Turtle Soup's unfortunate name stems from their boss', Rise's, obsession with eating him, thereby making him move even faster.
Frog Legs... is also very fast for a frog, to escape the boss' hungry [and by now, vindictive] eye.
Crab Claw... is very fast for a hermit crab because it is small and edible.
RELATING
Mating [ so long as they respect freedom! anyone who does is eligible. : D ]
Befriending [ so long as they respect - well you get it. ]
. Bonds .
Saddened Eyes (Weep) - She's a bit of a fuddy-duddy but she's a lovely dear and I love her - on her own terms! Independently of the fact that she's my sister. Bee Eff Eff!
Sky Fell In - He's stupid and gay for his boss I don't care what he says.
The Sun Also Rises - So handsome and so nice and the most wonderful boss ever. Too bad he's a bit crazy about his job though...
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Mudslide x Coming Up for Air
Clutchmates [ Swift Switch | Skystain | Somber Soul | Saddened Eyes | Spent ]
Fades Behind Clutch :: with Left Behind
Children [ Push Past | Pull Through | Sunspot ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
Rise & Co. Preserved and Exotic Foods with Shop & others [ORP!]
Mother Knows Crap with Rise & Co. & Left Behind
. Completed .
A Contribution to the Critique of Political Economy with Sky Fell In, Saddened Eyes (Weep) and The Sun Also Rises
Branch-Borne ILU MOM [Apr '11 Love Letters]
You in the Moonlight with Rise, Fell, Weep and Grey
Turtle Soup with Rise, Weep and Fell
Rise from Moon Ashes with Rise & Co
I Hear He's Really BIG with Cue
Bless Yer Aunt with Cue and Rise
Rise & Shine Stock-Take ORP with Rise & Co.
OOC Notes: See, I took my own advice. There was significantly less pacing around regarding taking pretty does from Zun and Fluo this time. Doesn't mean I don't feel inextricably guilty though! |
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:27 am
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. Break You Down .4th April 2011
[ buck ]a whisper; it says:
i will break you down
Break is… intensely intelligent, and in realising a lack of meaning in the 'meti life has graduated to using that intelligence in blithe, ruthless manners. A fantastic, rather...uh...stylised hunter, he leaves a specialised bloody piece of 'art' at the site of his prey, as if a calling card, with no other trace. It's generally not advisable to be a Kimeti specifically in his way [disposal, it seems, is his speciality] but otherwise, he is a rather unnerving gentleman, especially chauvinistically gracious to ladies with a sinister smile.
Awake during [late morning to late night]
Build Me Up... is fierce, savage and stealthy, just like her owner, but in that way proves to be a bit of a challenge to tame. Perhaps she was offended in their first encounter, where Break took one look and for some strange reason, laughed heartily in the face of this vicious predator. Yet, perhaps this lack of fear is why she follows him...
RELATING
Mating [ Sure, if you'd like. ]
Befriending [ Admittedly not spectacular at keeping them, but the making of seems to go well. ]
. Bonds .
Heart Shatter - Beautiful, sweet girl. It's best I leave her alone now.
Broken Things - My son is an idiot.
RELATIONS
Broken Heart Clutch :: with Heart Shatter
Children [ Time After Time | Hero | Give Up Forever | Shot Me Down | Broken Things ]
Essentially the father of Whose Widow Clutch :: Death to Death x Who Watches
Children [ The Ghost of You Lingers | The Night Will Always Win | Moon Over Ghost Boughs ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
(shot through the) Heart Shatter [Apr '11 Love Letters]
Two Roads Diverged with Cue
Who Watches the Breakdown with Who
Break Down the Flickering Death with Who
Death is a Widow but Who is to Break with Widow & Who
OOC Notes: To my delight, the video of handpuppet Nettle scored the grand prize of the March art contest, of which I immediately and excitedly shoved to Jun and swapped for his hard-earned semi-custom slot. After quick work of one of my group projects I got this horrendously proportioned concept picture out, and Blue worked impeccably off it to create this handsome fellow. He's essentially the villain of my bunch and inspired by two songs - Stars' Liar and Death Cab for Cutie's President of What, both of which I love dearly.
Build Me Up! Helpfully named by Jun. I won him from the Savage event with a gimmicky poem for the 'it hisses' theme:
A Serpent Meets a Sea-bean
a wing, it flutters
scales soaked in water
a ripple, it brings
seeds float closer in
a strike, teeth snap
pierce into a gap
Surprisingly, it hisses back.
Break You Down is a bad dad.
. Break and Heart Shatter .
Break met her after the Festival, seeing her beauty completely for the first time. They'd flirted, he nipped playfully at her flowers, pushing the dark locks out of her eyes. She was happy. He was pleased that she was happy.
They made children. She had children. He watched her have them, from a distance, stealthy and impassive. He watched her laboriously birth the sacs at places, seemingly deliberately picked, and watched her part from the children. Break counted, there were five foals to be born.
Then the flood came. Break stayed safe, and surveyed the rushing waters. As the waves calmed, he stood and went to search for his children.
They were scattered. He could only find four: so be it. It was a good balance left, two bucks, two does. He would, as he did Heart Shatter, keep on eye on his daughters from a distance - he did not care for the bucks. Break was already more attached to his children than he'd expected.
Break You Down creates a mutant.
The moon was full, casting a eerily illuminating glow over the swamp and the uncovered expanse in which he stood. Break You Down regarded his captive audience thoughtfully, then began his tale without further ado. "You are very aware," he said, "of the intense rivalry - no, not the right term - the bitter feud between birds and snakes, between catching claws and vicious fangs. One always seeks to defeat the other in the violent ways of the animal kingdom: sometimes, the snake wins, preying on a fowl it wraps itself and its unhinged jaw around. Sometimes the bird triumphs, digging its talons into a serpent's angular head and pecking out its vital organs. Always, it is a good show.
But to examine this relationship, we must focus on a specific case. Let us speak of a snake. The snake in question was a highly ambitious creature - its venom and the degree to which its mouth could stretch was rather impressive, and so it took its reckless chances in the swamp. It had - as you could expect from my introduction - a great taste for bird. And so it devoured everything, from the helpless babes to their screeching parents, from the sweetest songbirds to birds of prey. Its successes made it cocky, self-important. It had no fear, no caution. It seemed the snake was sure, that once its gaping maw swallowed its victims, feathers and all, the deed was done.
Most of the time, it would be correct in this assumption. Unfortunately, its latest prey - larger by half and full of fight - was highly problematic. It had annoyingly and stubbornly refused to give, its claws marking a bloody pattern in the scaled skin. It lashed with its wings, the snake struck, fangs sinking into a leg - still it flew, and dealt a vicious peck. The furious reptile engaged in its final move: flinging itself at the fowl, it slithered into a deadly embrace and wrapped the creature up into a lovely, smooth package; down it went, feet first, into the cavernous throat many of its cousins had gone before. In one swift motion, the bird was fully contained within its gullet, ready for digestion."
Break cast a significant look at his audience. "Or so the snake thought. A last desperate blow: the bird flared its magnificent wings. The force of vengeance stretched the snake's throat, and the wings beat ever harder against its fleshy prison - again and again, it swept its wings open, its pinions stiff and straight. Open, close, open, close until the walls started to thin and give; the snake choked, it reared up, helpless in its internal struggle, until the bird's motions forced the scales to part, its prison to bend - the quills tore through sinews and finally the wings burst through the sides of the ill-fated serpent.
It bled. It shuddered. The bird flexed its wings in newfound freedom. After all, there was nothing to fear now that the snake could not continue to live. Its wings settled, contentedly closing around its new pelt." And acting like a very wise Kimeti, Break turned in his steps, and shook his head. "You may think now then, the body should, like any respectable corpse, rot and slough off. Not so! After all, this is a piece about strength's triumph over greed and egotism, and Motherfather works in her own strange ways. The bird-snake shed its old coat, grew its own tail feathers and continued to thrive and grow - indeed, the first occurrence of the feathered 'serpent'. As long as gluttony, narcissism, and that age-old feud exists, there will certainly be more of its winged compatriots to illustrate the ills of such sins."
His tale now finished, Break peered at his audience, the creatures in front of him: the carcasses of a bird and a snake, crudely hollowed and awkwardly mashed together in an unnatural union.
"Lengthy artist descriptions are never feasible," he concluded, smiling wryly and picking the pieces apart. "Besides, this isn't art, this is rubbish." |
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:47 am
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. Death to Death .29th May 2011
[ doe ]
i am destroyer i am lover - Stars: Death to Deathnaming dream base stolen and bashed from Jun's for You Come Around.
Widow is… a flippant, derisive femme fatale. It's not so much that she revels in her looks, but rather a knowledge of her stunning image and would use it for her own ends if she actually had any ends to use them for. Widow has no purpose in life [yet] and in the meantime she makes her rounds and dares anyone to tell her to do otherwise.
Awake during [variable hours; she appears most frequently in the evenings]
RELATING
Mating [ bucks who are good-looking enough and recognise that it's her favour to them. Bad girl. ]
Befriending [ huh, friends. ]
. Bonds .
You Come Around
Crimson Tears - Nice boy, says flattering things, naive.
RELATIONS
Whose Widow Clutch :: with Who Watches
Children [ The Ghost of You Lingers | Blood Royal | The Night Will Always Win | Moon Over Ghost Boughs ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
For the Lack of Better Things to Do with Crimson Tears
My Name is... with Left Behind
Death is a Widow but Who is to Break with Break & Who
OOC Notes: If blue wants a pet trade, blue gets a pet trade. I know, bbqMaxxwantedadoe?!?! She was conceived of a long time ago as a far-off 'my only doe ever' in early Kimeti days [haha hi Fade] to match with Jun's You Come Around - essentially, our Stars songmeti.
Widow meets Break
Widow was on one of her nightly walks - the weather was very good today, she noted, no rain and moderate humidity. Such nights were good for her hair, and, so she heard, hunting.
She hadn't run into many night hunters. She figured they were more stealthy than to be around the clear, uncanopied swamp paths she traversed, just so that the moonlight would light her right. Even if she didn't have anything to live for, at least she had her looks.
There was a curious squeaking beyond the foliage that lined this way, and Widow, being Widow, sauntered to investigate. The familiar scent of blood assaulted her senses, and she looked down to see an intricate pattern of red decorating the ground, still yet too fresh to seep into the soil.
The squeaking seemed to be full-on wheezing from the source of blood, a fairly large rat's last breaths. She cast her eyes back to the drawing as the sounds wound down.
It was perfectly silent as she finally noted, "this is quite beautiful, actually."
That was meant for herself, really, she just didn't like the whines of a dying rodent interrupting her. To her surprise, though she did not show it, a shadow emerged from beyond the bushes.
"Thank you." The voice was level, cool and deep - it held little emotion, but she could sense a tinge of appreciation. Such a buck was not to be trifled with, and so she would not play him. Instead, she looked up.
"Very unique." It was genuine, she appreciated such artistry. She did find artists interesting. "You may cease." A chuckle from a buck, bloodstained, his eyes as red as hers, though without the glow.
"I meant it." She smiled, wryly.
"I know."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:25 am
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. Broken Things .15th Jun 2011
[ buck ]it's shattered, just pieces;
you can't fix these broken things
Pieces is… determined, somewhat skittish and prone to melodrama, which mostly pertains to an obsession that Break is not. His. Father. And that he has to have killed his real father because, as far as he's concerned, he looks nothing like his 'siblings'. A generally nice boy unhinged, he is mostly sensible in other aspects. Whenever he's distracted from being obsessed about tracking Break down and avenging his real father, that is. Which is not often, unfortunately.
Family History that he doesn't know about yet
[ Break never showed up again after Heart Shatter became pregnant, and the sacs were laid a little while before the great flood. The sacs were washed away in the chaos, and the kids grew up not knowing who their parents and their siblings are... ]
Awake during [ normal times, for once. ]
Aaaa... always comes when it's called, unfailingly attracted to the terrified wails of its 'owner', which is to say, scratching post.
Say... is almost as insanely vicious as Aaaa due to horrible parenting and pet ownership (a 'gift' to her brother from Bang and Awful Sound). It lingers a bit more than the other owlcat and often aids Pieces in calling on Aaaa. Which is to say, he's still a scratching post. His crimson paws often remind him unsettlingly of their psychopathic father...
RELATING
Mating [ Uhhhh t-t-thanks but no - at least not now; it's not you, it's me and I've uh - I've got things to settle I can't think about that sort of thing right now!! ]
Befriending [ O...kay? ]
. Bonds .
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Heart Shatter x Break You Down
Clutchmates [ Time After Time | Hero | Give Up Forever | Shot Me Down ]
RP LOGS
post colour - #A3A286
. Ongoing .
Unbreak My Heart with Broken Heart clutch
. Completed .
The Games with Snow-Blind, Others & Rewind
Catching Fire's Haunted House Entrance Room 1 Room 3 with Rewind and Bang
OOC Notes: A desperate goldbribe from early May graduated to an art-bribe early June and we finally snagged us a blue, hehe. Poor fellow was the 'weird' one in the stream, according to blue, but I like him loads and I had an idea for him off the bat. It starts with 'my name is Inigo Montoya...'
In regards to the whole clutch though, I love these guys. This is such a great first breeding to have, and I'm so glad to have caught the stream - all of them are amazing and they went to amazing homes.
Pieces is derp.
Or at least, my horrible writing is...
. meeting Break .
Surviving somehow worked out alright for Pieces, as it did for every other foal, left perfunctorily alone in the swamp. He was a nice boy, who went on his way and kept himself alive, generally polite and neither unfriendly nor welcoming. He watched others fraternise, befriend, build families with a curious eye and a solemn look.
Pieces went out foraging one day, nudging branches apart for a berry bush. He broke through a shrub, found that he'd taken a turn he hadn't intended to, and decided to wander into the clearing anyway. He looked up, following a songbird's flight, until a wetness dampened his hooves - strange, it hadn't rained. He looked down.
He found his hooves covered in red, a dark sinister crimson, starting to rust into the earth.
Pieces recoiled, skitting back, leaving trails away from the blood patterns - the smears of battle (though the one which bled clearly had no chance) swept across the land, savagely yet delicately drawn, and then joined to pool in a shallow hole. He'd destroyed the artwork by stepping into it.
Blood was not unusual to omnivores, but the eerie neatness of the strokes struck the yet unstirred emotions of Broken Things.
He was scared.
There was a faint rustle - not quite audible, but still there, in Pieces' consciousness, fear having eradicated the ability to move. A purposeful rustling, more than the sway of the grasses, more than the clicks from insects, scuttling away.
Another buck entered the clearing, a buck with eyes as red as the blood on his hooves - blood that seemed to travel up his limbs, faded and stained into his fur. Was it blood? He didn't know. The gold was sharp and cutting along his neck, when he turned he found it slicing across his side as well.
He was terrified.
"Ruined already?" He asked, not having met his petrified gaze, peering at the residual mess of hoofprints. "It was moderately fresh..."
Pieces' breathing caught as those lazy, half-closed eyes turned up to him. A flash - he thought he might've seen them widen slightly for a moment - and he said, after a chuckle:
"So it's you.
My son."
The last line was airy, nonchalant. Nothing of note.
Pieces could finally speak.
"I - you're - my father? Do I - "
"Have siblings? Of course." He smiled, sinister, proud. "My seed is virile."
His face twisted; he was more embarrassed than he could've ever imagined being.
"Goodbye." He concluded, disappearing into the long grass, leaving Pieces bloodstained and silent.
Eventually his legs collapsed under him.
His mind stayed sharply awake, and he was too shaken to sleep.
Family? Who were they, and how were they like? What had they grown to be?
Were they anything like...
...his father?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 7:40 am
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. Red Ring of Death .30th Aug 2011
[ buck ]
In a hazy maze of mangroves and brush, half-swamp, half-land, all dark, the three siblings, Red Ring of Death, Cue Queue, and Cry More, meet for war games. When they run together, they are Cue Death Cry. Would you like to...play?
Death is… the melee assassin of the pack, his attacks are as aggressive as his ego and he'll insistently push everyone he knows he'll win against into a duel. Patronising, irreverent and cocksure, with a sinister glint in his eye - yeah, he's sizing you up already. Perhaps the one potentially touching aspect is his closeness to his brother Cry, whom he jostles around in his own, so-called 'protective' way: he's his healer, can't let him die.
Okay, so he's just a jerk with the strength to back up his jerkishness. Dangit.
Awake during [ variable hours ]
Play-Kill is... a well-trained cheetah (gifted by his mother), with sharp instincts finely honed for battling and hunting. It strangely seems sensible enough to be unimpressed by its owner sometimes...
RELATING
Mating [ Come stand next to me, and we shall see. Do you have a sister? My brother needs a lay. MAKE BABBIES WITH DEATH! ]
Befriending [ That's fine, but you won't see me much if you can't keep up. ]
. Bonds .
Cry More - Not as useless as you'd think a half-blind Kimeti is. He's done good.
Cue Queue - Hah, Cue is Cue. Respect and rivalry.
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Dark is a Way x Xenophobe [ Nyctophobia ]
Clutchmates [ Cut Bait | Cue Queue | Heat Rises | Cry More | Parlay ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
War Games Arena [ORP!]
. Completed .
New Bees with Cue and Cry
Once Bitten with Cue and Cry
Down the Line with Dark, Cue, Cry, cubs etc
Outfoxbunned with Cue and Cry
OOC Notes: Jun's first breeding, aw! We've thought about this pairing and the X-Box'meti for a long time, and they just turned out so great. He was just the perfect guy in the batch to be the RRoD, I was so excited. lol |
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:20 pm
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. Come Running .17th Nov 2011
[ larva | foal | filly | doe ]a rustle, it nears,
bursts out of the foliage
she levels her gaze, says, matter-of-fact:
"when your call comes,
then I'll come running"
Run is… loving, like her father, and sharp-tongued, like her mother. She uses her first-born status to take charge of her siblings' welfare, but though Run can be overbearing, once could scarcely find a bolder leader who would tell that pervy buck in the bushes to step off leering at her sister right now. What is your problem, hah?
Awake during [ variable hours ]
Your Call is... an obedient big cat, almost dog-esque in its keen devotion, perhaps not-so-mysteriously due to how well fed it is in her daddy's shop...
RELATING
Mating [ We'll see, I have a lot to do! ]
Befriending [ Sure. You should say hello to my sibs too. ]
. Bonds .
Love Becomes You - My pretty little princess! My beautiful little sister. Love her so much.
My Very Best - BRAT.
Only the Ashes Remain - Whiner. Because he drives himself crazy he's gotta drive us all crazy.
The Killing Moon - Smart, good, he's got potential! Best of the boys if you ask me.
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Moonfrost-like-Ashes x The Sun Also Rises [ Rise from Moon Ashes ]
Clutchmates [ The Killing Moon | Love Becomes You | My Very Best | Only the Ashes Remain ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
Phony Feathers: Pet Tales from Moon Ashes with Rise & Co
. Completed .
Rise from Moon Ashes with Rise, Grey, 1st Babbies and Shop
R&S+RRT Flambe Party with Rise & Co. & Royal Rainbow Troupe
Rise & Shine Stock-Take ORP with Rise & Co.
OOC Notes: I'm the beneficiary of a surprise breeding for Jun's birthday in 2011, hehehehehe. I don't think I can adequately describe how much I love these kids, so that's it. Apologies to Glen Hansard! |
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 6:11 am
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. My Very Best .17th Nov 2011
[ larva | foal | colt | buck ]it's a bitter taste, this trial
all i've got is my very best
and it never made the grade.
Best is… true to his word, loyal, domineering and easy to read. He would lead the pack if Run wasn't always taking the 'you're the middle child' tack and somehow getting her way, probably because Dad likes the girls better. His occasional bouts of princely pettiness doesn't get in the way of his work, but it does make him a bit of a d**k to be around sometimes.
Awake during [ variable hours ]
Of the Heart is... acutely sensitive to its owner's moods - which means to say, it stands straight, occasionally vocalises and flaps off depending on how yelly/bratty he's getting.
Stay Puffed... is the pretty chicken that Best claimed from the chicken handout and is a calm hen who takes no nonsense from her owner.
RELATING
Mating [ don't call me. I'll call you. ]
Befriending [ you need to be strong, competent and of use. ]
. Bonds .
Come Running - What a █████ - hey don't tell Dad I said that!
My Very Best - She's on that side, why should I like her any more than she ignores me?
Only the Ashes Remain - Way more of a █████ than Run. So sometimes he gets the good ideas, so what? He's unbearable.
The Killing Moon - So he's well-balanced, capable yadda yadda yadda - that's boring. But we can get along.
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Moonfrost-like-Ashes x The Sun Also Rises [ Rise from Moon Ashes ]
Clutchmates [ Come Running | The Killing Moon | Love Becomes You | My Very Best | Only the Ashes Remain ]
You-re My Best Clutch :: with You Come Around
Clutch [ Dead Rite | Don-t Say Yes | Can-t Say No | Dumbshow | Yesterday Eyes ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
Phony Feathers: Pet Tales from Moon Ashes with Rise & Co
. Completed .
Rise from Moon Ashes with Rise, Grey, 1st Babbies and Shop
Came Around for the Best of You with Guest & Left
Rise & Shine Stock-Take ORP with Rise & Co.
OOC Notes: I'm the beneficiary of a surprise breeding for Jun's birthday in 2011, hehehehehe. I don't think I can adequately describe how much I love these kids, so that's it. |
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 6:12 am
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. Under Pressure .27th December 2011
[ buck ]weighed down, drowned under, torn asunder
leading even under pressure
Pressure is… calm, collected, a natural leader. The burden of guiding others and being a role model is a responsibility he has always expected to have, and with that drattedly immature brother, it is a responsibility that must always manifest. Thank goodness the little sister is so sensible.
Awake during [ variable hours ]
RELATING
Mating [ very flattering - as long as it's the appropriate circumstance and time for foals. ]
Befriending [ time for friends - such a luxury. ]
. Bonds .
No Mercy - Immature, uncontrollable, unforgivably stubborn to change. He needs to grow up.
Little Poison - Smart and sharp. She never needs to be watched, but I will protect her.
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Nose-in-the-Air x First Strike [ Nose in the Air Strike ]
Clutchmates [ No Mercy | Little Poison ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
Happy Family with Air Strike famlee
. Completed .
OOC Notes: So Ruri bought a breeding for Jun's birthday and I benefited too! WOW THIS IS AWESOME I LOVE JUN'S BIRTHDAY emotion_awesome |
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:23 am
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. Any Day Now .8th January 2012
[ acha ]what's got into me?
fighting the elements, defying the sand
ridiculously reckless, that's how I like it
I'll meet my maker any day now
Now is… carefree, strong and rougish, a reflection of her Acha specialisation of combat dancing. In the desert she danced against the slashing sand, and came to the swamp to find more challenges beyond the dunes. She may be easy-going, but is a tad untactful; she says and does whatever she wants. Now is generally one of the boys, and likes pretty girls best.
Awake during [ early morning to evening, depending on the (inclement) weather ]
Anyways is... a smart doggie who was not coddled and became rather capable by both lineage and necessity. A hardy little one too, having obediently tromped through high tides and sawgrass with its owner.
RELATING
Mating [ if you can handle this! ]
Befriending [ yeah, why not? ]
. Bonds .
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
The Cold - Day with Rouge ++
What d'you Mean - ANYWAYS?! with Rouge
OOC Notes: Out of nowhere this dumbass got an Acha for being an active RPer, I say with great shame after finally updating my journal with her ages later, and to my delight from blue's distribution, she really fit my original Acha concept...and more. Very loosely a Shane!Acha [if I knew more about her haha] - pretty ladies here she comes! |
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:23 am
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. Take You Down With Me .13th January 2012
[ buck ]a fight to the finish
back-heel, buck up
no giving up now
back strike, beat down
was it wrong or right
i'll take you down with me
Recoil is… an emotive and honest friend...except he gets offended and petty pretty quick, especially if he trusted you. A traumatic experience in his early buckhood [unbeknownst to him, an innocent little foal (Jun's Comeback haha)] has caused him to be suspicious and slow to truly trust, though he finds it hard to rein in an impulsiveness that often lands himself in undesirable situations.
Awake during [ variable hours ]
RELATING
Mating [ excuse me while I angst about it and write shitty angry 'poetry' ]
Befriending [ that depends on what kind of friend you make... ]
. Bonds .
RELATIONS
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
OOC Notes: I put in for blue's semi-custom quest contest for a lark with this coyote and boom, guess who gets the roll for the unedited slot?!?! Nuts! I can't even believe that happened, it's too crazy. And so soon after Now, too. /GUILT But one step closer to the coyote and the deer, and I think I'll be trying to get Jun's girl done to assuage my own guilt... wink |
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:44 pm
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. Filament .4th February 2012
[ colt ]the sleek sheen of a silky strand
lit - a flare, it burns: filament.
Filament is… a quiet, well-meaning buck who is easily distracted - with his glowing eyes often lowered, he might be mistaken as a great thinker. More often than not, he's simply preoccupied by the little movements of the swamp: the glint of the sun in the water, a spider repairing its web... He hasn't found his purpose in life, but he's willing to enjoy the path on his way.
Awake during [ regular hours ]
RELATING
Mating [ oh - well, thank you! ]
Befriending [ always a pleasure. ]
. Bonds .
RELATIONS
Parentage :: Spidersilk x Flames Awoken
Clutch [ Bright Idea | Gilded Midnight | Marsh Marigold ]
Filabent Clutch :: with Hellbender
Children [ Sideways Down | Unquiet Things | Light Up | Soft Scars | Power Through ]
RP LOGS
. Ongoing .
. Completed .
A Heart Worth Breaking... with Be Mine, Light Up, Sideways Down & Vexed
We're Not That Old (We Just Feel Like We Are) with Vexed
OOC Notes: Phoenix Songbird gets a lovely CC breeding of Spidersilk and Flames Awoken...and gifts it to me, after thinking of me because of her Lydia sketch?! Crazy generosity, and I really couldn't bring myself to say no! lol Maxx has turned weak, but I am but a man you know... |
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