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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:19 pm
Welcome, welcome, one and all~! You're probably here for something, aint cha? X3 Well, come on in and make sure you read everything in these first 4 posts. (you can read other peoples entries if you wanna, but no stealing~! XP )
These are the cubs of Lavona and Numai, son and daughter of Mizuki and Gardenia. Remember this pair is an incestuous coupling, and all offspring here are sterile. If this hasn't scared you away, then please, continue downward and see what little angels have been brought into this broken family.
1: Introduction
2: Rules
3: Family: What you're getting yourself into
4: RP Prompts
5: People who've entered
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:26 pm
Rules for you 1: Do not steal ideas from other people and do not have someone else enter or write your entry for you. We want only people who will Rp them and are serious about Rping them here. 2: Be nice to everyone here. 3: Please fill out the entry form completely and do not leave anything blank or missing. Also make sure to read everything in the form as well, as you are agreeing to all terms in this contract when you enter. 4: You will have to pay the 4k for your cub you win.5: Do not flame in any way, shape, or form. Remember that even things said innocently can sometimes be offensive without the proper vocal tones to them, and since this is the internet, you don't have vocal luxuries. 6: You may enter for more then one cub, but you will only win one. 7: All Entries must be 3 Paragraphs at least to be counted. 8: These cubs DO require RP activity. Were not demanding much, Just a post or two every other day at least. We want to RP these guys as a family, hear? 9: Remember that these cubs are all sterile. However, there is a way for them to get offspring via the adoption center. 10: Rules are subject to change at anytime and they will still apply.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:31 pm
Our little Basket of fruits Now...we have a rather LARGE family going on here.... We have the Great Grandmothers: Dani and LanaThe Great Aunts and Uncles: Torrie, Twilight, Constantine, Nekoli, Rollo, Ariana, Akumari, Dreamer, The Aunts and Uncles: Octavo, Cyanide, Mikari, Generion Cousins: Dina, DanaThe GrandMother and GrandFather: Gardenia and MizukiThe Mother and Father: Lavona Mizuki and NumaiBrothers: Male cub, Tiponi Male cub, ArlenThe low down on the Parents: Numai is a very aggressive, dominating male Sibael. He's very large in comparison to his own parents, having more muscle and weight to throw around. (And he won't hesitate to do so.) Numai sees the world in his own twisted light and demands things be his way alone, and will not tolerate insubordination from anyone, family or not. Lavona is sassy, stubborn, and hates being told what to do. She loves her family more than anything and doesn't want to see them hurt in any way. She's only submissive if her family is threatened, but she could really care less about what happens to herself. You can find a nice family Rp started here, to see how each parent is reacting to their bundles of joy.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:47 pm
Prompts and Pets
Prompts: (These can be used for any and all cubs) [quote="Prompt 1"]You've grown up thinking your parents just hated eachother, and you've finally learned why after confronting your mother. How do you feel about your Mother and Father being siblings? How does this change your plans for the future? Do you hate your mother for allowing this, or your father for forcing it?[/quote] [quote="Prompt 2"]Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able?[/quote] [quote="Prompt 3"]You've heard it all your life. One of your siblings or you would become a Royal Ruler after your fathers death. You feel certain your father will chose you. Why? How do you feel about the possibility to be a ruler? How would you feel if/when someone else was chosen instead? (You can RP your pet being chosen or passed up for another cub)[/quote] Form: FILL THIS OUT!!!Pet Number::
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Personality[one-two words]::
Have you read everything on this page?::
[b]--I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --[/b]
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 12:52 pm
Entries: Whose life are YOU destroying?Cub 1: ChaosTheories Pet Number:: 1
Name:: Petrar
Owner:: ChaosTheories
Gender:: Female
Personality[one-two words]:: Unstable
Have you read everything on this page?::
--I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 1 You've grown up thinking your parents just hated each other, and you've finally learned why after confronting your mother. How do you feel about your Mother and Father being siblings? How does this change your plans for the future? Do you hate your mother for allowing this, or your father for forcing it?
Petrar was still a young Sibael but that didn't stop her. She was independant and during free time, she would often wander off by herself. Though she never went too far just in case her father needed her, she often found herself in nooks and crannies left behind or forgotten. As she came to her latest favourite spot, she let out a high-pitched giggle. The room was bare except for the dust, the webs so carefully spun by spiders, and the large, moth-eaten trapestry hanging on the wall. The picture was marred by a dark red stain that peeled off like old paint. With a happy sigh she plopped herself in the middle of the room and looked at the ceiling, humming.
Was it only yesterday that she found out? The discovery didn't surprise her, really. Numai and Lavona bickered constantly so when she heard the word "brother" slip from Lavona's mouth, all Petrar did was smile. Afterwards she had confronted her poor, aunt-mother. The cub had a strange soft spot for her, but the more she trained the harder the spot became. It didn't take much to get the entire story out of her. Just a couple of words and innocent questions, nothing more. They were truly a royal family, just like the family's of old. Cousins married cousins, siblings married siblings... It strengthened the bloodline and disspelled inpurities from outsiders. Oh yes, the cub knew she was a little incestuous abomination, but that was fine as long as her family had power. She giggled one again. Her father had such marvelous ideas! If only her siblings knew the wonderful truth!
A hairy spider decided to poke it's fangs out from it's web. Petrar scooped it up with her paws, cradling it as carefully as a mother handling her beloved cub. Petrar loved her family and their ways. She always followed her father's directions. She had learned when it was appropriate to laugh or jeer at a sibling, and how to avoid Numai's bad side. However, Petrar didn't have any urge to lead. She was strong and skilled in her tasks. She could excel if she tried... but she had no desire to go beyond what she was told in any given moment. Let one of her siblings take the glory; she much rather have her paws in the action than up above, commanding the events.
Gently lowering it to the ground, Petrar watched the spider. She rested a front toe on it to keep it in place. The cub smiled at it, the scarce light in the room shining off of her sharp canines. They were all related anyways. It didn't matter who led; the family as a whole would benefit. And if they strayed from their path to righteousness... Her claw suddenly shot out and speared the spider. Well, Petrar would help keep them on track. She pressed her paw down, her eyes gleaming with glee as it's exoskeleton cracked and crunched, spilling it's soft insides onto the floor. We will rule this flawed existence.... she thought. ______________________________________________________________ Cub 2: Aysina Pet Number:: 2 Name:: Lady Door Owner:: Aysina Gender:: Female Personality[one-two words]:: Have you read everything on this page?:: Yup --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 3 You've heard it all your life. One of your siblings or you would become a Royal Ruler after your fathers death. You feel certain your father will chose you. Why? How do you feel about the possibility to be a ruler? How would you feel if/when someone else was chosen instead? (You can RP your pet being chosen or passed up for another cub)
Door hadn't been her father's favorite by a long shot when she was first born. For one, she was a female. Second, her coloring reminded him of one of her other family members--one she'd never met for that very reason. But she was dedicated to doing what she could for Numai when her siblings had preferred not to get in the way of her parents' issues with each other. While they had gone off to be playful cubs, she'd stuck it out as her father's right hand, doing his bidding and staying out of his way when he was on the warpath. It had taken some time, but it finially seemed he'd learned to trust her as time went on. Or maybe not. It was hard to tell with Numai sometimes.
"Lady Door," Numai called back, though she was only a few steps behind him. She padded down the stone steps after him, into the grassy courtyard where the sun streamed through the leaves, illuminating everything. "I've got some things to take care of alone, you may take your leave for the night." He turned swiftly away, and she lowered her head slightly in a curtsy. It was a few moments before she allowed herself to move, wandering through the grass and stone and light from the setting sun that made her fur look nearly firey. Her mind wandered, and she daydreamed slightly. He chose me... she thought, her face slightly in awe and wonder. Could it only have been yesterday that he told me?
Of course, she'd always expected that she would take her father's place someday, either when he was too old to lead for himself, or when he died... Of course this wouldn't happen for a long time, as Sibael have always had extraordinarily long lives, but it was significant none the less. In her father's presence, and often when she wasn't, Door had become malicious, taking after her father much better than anyone expected. She used to have to pretend, when she was young and trying to get on her father's good side, but it often became habitual. Yet sometimes, like now when she was not in the presence of her father or any family, her temperment change. She was spirited, a free creature when not under the watchful gaze of her family.
She let out a sweet sigh, before turning back to her home slowly. She wandered the halls for some time, contemplating the way things had gone, and her mood was wistful, though she kept her face carefully composed in her hard mask. She saw two of her siblings playing ahead in the room at the end of the hall, though each straightened up and slunk their tails between their legs, after seeing her. Door snorted and turned off, padding up another set of stairs until she reached her own room. I deserve this, she told herself. I've worked hard for this.
And soon, my rein will begin.[[Just a side note--she's not really supressing her personality to be cruel, it's more like she's got one attitude for work and one for play. If that makes sense. xD I was also vague about the castle just because I don't know if they just inhabited an abandoned castle or if they made their own. I assumed the former. Also just wanted to say that this was the main bit of my plot, if it happens to work out this way in rp--that Lady Door will become Numai's right hand of sorts as she grows and proves herself. Of course, if it doesn't work that way because Numai has issues with her being a female, and of course her markings, then the plot would be more like her being even more cruel than Numai to try to prove herself to him.]] ______________________________________________________________ Cub 3: Kesmi Pet Number:: #3 Name:: Valiant Owner:: Kesmi Gender:: Male Personality[one-two words]:: Reserved/Uncaring Have you read everything on this page?:: Yep(Will try my best xD) --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 2 Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able? ‘Out of the way!’ these words echoed through his mind time and time again as he was shoved into a corner away from the rest it seemed. Only turning back to watch his prided family pass him by and his father’s scornful gaze upon him as if daring Valiant to make a move, he wasn’t scared. Not then and not even know as he grow accustomed to being placed out of the way. Cold eyes watched in scorn of his family as his face remained an emotionless mask of distaste. One of these days he had vowed to push the paw back that had always pushed him. “Valiant!” Came that harsh voice from his cub hood and his masked face turned ever upwards. He didn’t reply as his father again made move to cast him aside, but not this time. Standing and side stepping the paw that had always been his downfall in the past, Valiant took to looking at his father. He wasn’t going to be pushed aside this time, family or not. Which it came to no surprise that his father’s face turned colder then he had ever seen it. A Challenge. That was on his mind, challenge the one who had cast him as an outside, a low rank in the family, the ‘Runt’. Ears casting themselves back as his mouth turned to a thin line, oh there were words he could have spouted at his father, things he could have done to only anger him more. But it wasn’t time, no, not the time at all. He would let it settle before taking actions, there was always another time to grasp back what was his right. For now he walked away from his father, his home and his family. He didn’t know if he would ever return to it, but he would wander until he had found something to prove his own worth. A quest was in mind, but a quest for what… He didn’t know. For all Valiant knew he wouldn’t be returning, not even if his father himself came after him. He was a loner now and Valiant was going to stick to the thought, even if it killed him… He doubted he would even be missed or thought of… cyhorse Pet Number:: 3 Name:: Karayan Owner:: cyhorse Gender:: Male Personality[one-two words]:: Cold Have you read everything on this page?:: Yes --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 3 You've heard it all your life. One of your siblings or you would become a Royal Ruler after your fathers death. You feel certain your father will chose you. Why? How do you feel about the possibility to be a ruler? How would you feel if/when someone else was chosen instead? (You can RP your pet being chosen or passed up for another cub) His cruel eyes looked over his siblings. Each of them had something that made them weak. Of course the females were not worthy of ruling, they were there for having cubs and making sure they grew up safe. The black and purple cub's eyes darted over to his brothers. The two of them wouldn't be able to supply for the herd they would rule. One brother was white and would stick out and the other was too purple, he'd stick out as well. Ever since he was little, Karayan picked on his siblings. He felt he was the strongest of them all. He was the one that was mostly like their father in personality. As he grew older, Karayan only seemed to become more confident and far more cruel. Later, Karayan heard from a sibling that father had picked his choice and told one of the other kits. A growl rumbled deep in the kit. That kit would pay for stealing his spot. When it was dark and everyone was asleep, Karayan decided to leave this chaotic family. Nothing ever seemed to go right there. Mother and father were siblings and no one ever seemed to like their life there. He'd return one day, but it would be for one of two reasons: to push down the sibling that became ruler, or to take a sister and follow in his father's footsteps and start a family as he had. A vicious smile spread on his maw as he took one last look before he returned when he was older. Now, he needed to find a place to live before he came back. A cave of his own where he could possibly start a herd of his own one day, if pushing his sibling down did not succeed. ______________________________________________________________ Cub 4: x_Faux Affliction_x Pet Number::4 Name:: Hoshi Owner::X_Faux Affliction_X Gender::female Personality[one-two words]:: Brave & Prideful Have you read everything on this page?:: Yup I did! --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 2 Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able?
Hoshi was prideful sometimes more so than her father, it broke her heart to be passed by. In her mind, she was better than the two smaller females that were her sisters, and so better than her brothers, it wasn't like in anyway they would be giving grandchildren to their father. Hoshi knew that they were all the same and she wasn't going to let her father forget that she was there, not today, Because she was going to shine. Her ego wouldn't allow her another low blow like she had been given each time her father didn't acknowledge her. Her pride was so hurt that today as her father reached her she was going to take a chance, right now she didn't think about what her father would do to her if she stood up to him, she just knew she wanted him to see her.
Her father let out a soft growl at her as he began to pass, but today was the last time that he was just going to walk past her. Taking in a deep breath Hoshi walked behind her father at a quick pace, slipping beside him she stood in front of him, her mass half of his blocking his way, " I don't understand what makes you not see me." She said staring at him darkly, "Here I am largest of three females, and you pretend I am nothing more to you than an irritant." She shook her head raising the hackles. The look on her face much like his: Emotionless. She would never let her anger show on her face, only threw her bitter words. " Do you not see I am the strongest female?" Hoshi didn't wait for her dad to answer, " its not like that in anyway they're better than me, none of us will produce heirs," Her eyes narrowed, " Were all just abominations, none better than the rest." She let out a low growl, " Is this what I have to do to get my own father to see that I'm alive?" Her words poison her tounge a sword, her intention to kill. She shook her head, slowly knowing it was better now to possibly give up and remembering that punishment might come after her words, or more than likely will come after this, "whether you like it or not I am your daughter, I do hear the way you talk." She told the older male harshly, "I'm darker than the rest." he deep fur would have made her unnoticeable at night, "I might not be faster, or more agile, but I do watch, I pay attention to small detail, and I can be useful to you if you'd just give me a chance." She let out a small snort, "But that would be like asking you to be decent to out mother."
Hoshi right now couldn't stand her father, mostly because he didn't see her, but more than that because he treated them all so poorly. Realizing that now was more than likely the time to step aside and not push the issue Hoshi kept her tall stance and let out a cold laugh, "What are you going to do to me now dad?" She asked just as cold as her laugh, she wasn't scared of her father anymore. She knew right now she couldn't over power him but one day she would be able to, and if he kept up like this she would. She shook her head slowly turning her back to her father, and starting to walk towards the room where her family was. "Maybe now you'll notice what you've been missing, but with your stubbornness, you'll probably forget about me by tomorrow," She blinked softly, "It'll just make me crave your attention more, so you know...........The more I'll have to get your attention." Her words coming out warningly, "I know you want to keep this family in line, but were all so different and with out your approval, were just going to keep being as you say...out of line." She stopped before the door, "All I'm asking for is for you to see me, but you never seem to have enough time to pay attention to me." With that she walked into the room where her family was, where she knew her father was coming to> She wanted to know if her acting out would have had any effect on him, she doubted it yet secretly hoped it would change his way to her.
Walking into the large room of the castle Hoshi walked as tall as she could make herself only to show her siblings her size, she kept her eyes narrow and her expression cold, Knowing that the more she was like her father, the more that she would be paid attention to and deep down past the attitude she had picked up from her father was a sweet little girl who just wanted to be loved and spoiled, but she'd never show her family that. It would show that she was weak, vulnerable, thus she's never show them....She'd never show anyone. She strutted over to an old couch she climbed up and laid down, keeping her eyes fixed on the door as they waited for her father to walk in and address them for the day.
Suigyoku Pet Number:: 4 ^^ Name:: Yoru Owner:: Suigyoku Gender:: Female Personality[one-two words]:: Serene Have you read everything on this page?:: Yes. --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 2 Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able?
Yoru was different from her mother and father. As sassy as her mother was and as harsh as her father was, Yoru was quiet. She was calm and she was patient. She knew that in order to be accepted by her father, she would have to wait. Yoru knew that her time would come and that once it did, her father would finally understand. The grass beneath his large frame stirred with his movements as he stood up and walked away from his disgrace of a cub. Why do you hate me so father? What have I done? Her eyes did nothing but stare at the grass dancing with the help of the gentle breeze. Yoru sat as motionless as she could and closed her eyes. If she had not been sitting upright, she might have looked dead, the thought of that emerged a smile. If I did die, I am sure that father would be happy about it.
Due to the amount of adrenaline that was produced during the beating from her father, Yoru did not realize the pain that arose just beneath her left eye whenever she blinked. When she finally snapped back to reality, a very tiny puddle of crimson gathered on and around her paw. Blood. She actually was not surprised that she was bleeding, in fact, she would have been surprised if she had not have been bleeding. The boost of energy was finally wearing off and she began to shake with hatred and the pain started bolting through her veins. "I won't let this build up inside of me," she muttered with a small growl of disgust clinging to each word, "Father, you do not know it yet, but you will accept me. I don't know how, and I don't know when. But someday you will."
Days went by and as their father took them on small trips, Yoru was left behind. Hunting trips, more or less, that showed them skills that they needed to grow older and wiser; yet here she was, sitting along side her mother, scratching with her rear back paw at the scab that formed from her father's hatred. "Stop picking at it," her mother's words were kind and gentle yet demanding as they raptured the silence that settled around them like a thick fog. "Why does Father hate me so?" Yoru looked up at her mother with pleading eyes, begging for an answer. Her gorgeous mother only smiled at her as her eyes shimmered in the light, "We can only trust that he has his reasons." Yoru's expression of deep sadness did not falter however, her inner emotion did. An unseen smirk stretched in her mind as she took in what her mother just said to her, Thank you Mother. You do not know it yet, but you just admitted that Father hates me and that I now know the truth.
A small sigh escaped from her as Yoru rustled the grass by heaving to her feet. "What is the matter, child?" With that, Yoru snapped at her mother, "Child?! Why me, Ma'? Why do you and Father always call me child?! I have a name you know! An actual name! I guess I am nothing but an outsider, an outcast in this family. I cannot sit back and watch as my siblings, my own flesh, fur, and blood get to go off with Father and be put up on pedestals. Do I, your own daughter, mean absolutely nothing to you?" That was the second time that she spoke out, the same series of words strung together that got her in trouble the last time. The same words that caused her father to punish her which in turn led to the tension of hatred between them both. Her mother looked shocked, but her voice was still gentle, "I will excuse that comment." Yoru's anger grew inside of her, her blood began to boil with distrust, "I'll never be what you want of me. I will never be like you and Father," with that said, she screamed as loud as her voice would go and as long as the breath within her lungs would allow, "NEVER!!" Her echo of the word still whispered through the trees as she took off in a sprint that could have been unmatched, even by her father. Not that he would care enough to even come after me.
Her black paws beat heavily into the ground, leaving a small dent with every step that she took. As fast as her paws were beating against the ground, it still was nothing compared the speed of her heartbeat. Her pulse was racing, her mind bolting with questions unanswered. Tears flew like rain on the shrubs beneath her and her tail billowed behind her like a banner in an endless breeze. Yoru's muscles flexed and relaxed with each stride she took, each leap off of the ground taking her further and further from the place that she dare not, again, call home.
She reached her destination, a very disproportionately small clearing surrounded by massive trees and an abundance of bushes. Here, she was safe. Safe from Mother, Father, and her uptight siblings. She panted, exhausted from the seemingly limitless journey. How long was I running for? Mother didn't even try to stop me. How predictable. How utterly predictable. Father won't even come looking for me; hell, he probably forgot about me by now. A lock of her mane fell in front of her eyes and she jerked her head to move it. That kind of sudden movement made her feel dizzy. Her eyelids fell heavily as she struggled to maintain her perception. Yoru's journey thus far was wearisome, however, there was much more to come for her. This was only the beginning.
Yoru awoke with such a jolt that her mind went completely blank. She panicked for a split second before the words rang in her ears,"Do I, your own daughter, mean absolutely nothing to you?" It all made sense to her now. Her father wanted her to leave, they all wanted her gone. "You know what? I'll be darned if I give up now. You will all understand me!" Yoru hoisted her weight up off of the ground and shook herself. A few of the leaves that had fallen on her during the afternoon landed softly on the ground. It was almost night, the sun was setting. As swift as a bird flies, the thought went through her head. She knew what she had to do. She had to train. "It's perfect, almost too good to be true," her eyes narrowed and her muzzle scrunched, "I will prove that I am better."
Yoru did not have a trainer so she had no one to teach her what to do, she had to figure it out on her own. She sat motionless and listened to every tiny speck of existence around her. The left ear twitched, an owl in the tree southwest of her. Her right ear twitched at the sound of the wind whistling through the trees. Yoru's nostrils contracted as she inhaled the scent of a delicious field mouse scurrying just a few feet in front of her. Her instincts grew and took hold of her. Her mind racing, forgetting what she was doing, the hunger drove her mad. She crouched low and silently. There! The sound came from her right side as she pounced towards her prey. A smirk emerged on her muzzle, she won... or so she had thought. At the movement of her paws she discovered that she had failed. The mouse had gotten away, and with it, so did her dinner.
She knew that she did not have what it took to prove herself to her father. Yoru collapsed onto her back into a patch of wonderfully soft grass. She gazed up at the amazing color of the night. The dark green of the trees seemed to extend to reach the sky. The pale moon against the black velvet sky with stars around it reminded her of her grandmother, Gardenia. "Grandmother? What should I do? Why does Father not love me like the rest of my siblings? What have I done?" She had only seen her grandmother once, she never spoke to her and she really knew nothing about her. Yoru needed answers and speaking aloud to the family that she knew she would never be fully apart of, seemed to calm her down.
She knew what she had to do. Yoru had to go home, she had to face her father. She feared leaving the safety of the home that she had created but she needed answers and talking to those that could not give them to her, did not help. Yoru let out a small giggle, "Even though I am not exactly accepted within my family, they are still my family." She took off in a sprint almost as fast as when she ran to there. She ran at breakneck speed back to the place that she once even thought about refusing to call home. How could I? This is my family. My mother, father, and siblings. Crystal tears flowed from her eyes as the shimmered like her mother's had just before she left. Seeing her beautiful mother lying there, she rammed into her and nuzzled her gently. "Mother! Mother I am sorry." The impact made her mother jump slightly, "Yoru! I am so glad that you are safe," she nuzzled her daughter. She called me by my name! By MY name!
Heavy footsteps were heard behind them and they both gasped in horror as the shadow stood over them. "Yoru," a sigh of great relief escaped both of them, "come with me." Her father had a tone of hatred still in his voice and she did not like it. She followed him unwillingly to a distance away from her family so that they would not hear them talking. Her father walked with such a march that he left indents in the ground, much like her smaller ones from when she ran towards the forest, she tripped over each one of the footprints. Numai stopped walking and sat up, straight and tall. His tail curled around his back paws and the way the moonlight hit him, it was obvious that he was furious, "Come here." Yoru could already feel the disappointment from him, the regret that she actually came back. She knew the drill, she had to sit in front of him and face judgment. Yoru walked a very slow pace so that she would be standing in front of him. She sat, as he did, and curled her tail around her. "So Father, what will it be?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 9:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 9:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 6:45 am
Pet Number:: 2 Name:: Lady Door Owner:: Aysina Gender:: Female Personality[one-two words]:: Have you read everything on this page?:: Yup --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 3 You've heard it all your life. One of your siblings or you would become a Royal Ruler after your fathers death. You feel certain your father will chose you. Why? How do you feel about the possibility to be a ruler? How would you feel if/when someone else was chosen instead? (You can RP your pet being chosen or passed up for another cub)
Door hadn't been her father's favorite by a long shot when she was first born. For one, she was a female. Second, her coloring reminded him of one of her other family members--one she'd never met for that very reason. But she was dedicated to doing what she could for Numai when her siblings had preferred not to get in the way of her parents' issues with each other. While they had gone off to be playful cubs, she'd stuck it out as her father's right hand, doing his bidding and staying out of his way when he was on the warpath. It had taken some time, but it finially seemed he'd learned to trust her as time went on. Or maybe not. It was hard to tell with Numai sometimes.
"Lady Door," Numai called back, though she was only a few steps behind him. She padded down the stone steps after him, into the grassy courtyard where the sun streamed through the leaves, illuminating everything. "I've got some things to take care of alone, you may take your leave for the night." He turned swiftly away, and she lowered her head slightly in a curtsy. It was a few moments before she allowed herself to move, wandering through the grass and stone and light from the setting sun that made her fur look nearly firey. Her mind wandered, and she daydreamed slightly. He chose me... she thought, her face slightly in awe and wonder. Could it only have been yesterday that he told me?
Of course, she'd always expected that she would take her father's place someday, either when he was too old to lead for himself, or when he died... Of course this wouldn't happen for a long time, as Sibael have always had extraordinarily long lives, but it was significant none the less. In her father's presence, and often when she wasn't, Door had become malicious, taking after her father much better than anyone expected. She used to have to pretend, when she was young and trying to get on her father's good side, but it often became habitual. Yet sometimes, like now when she was not in the presence of her father or any family, her temperment change. She was spirited, a free creature when not under the watchful gaze of her family.
She let out a sweet sigh, before turning back to her home slowly. She wandered the halls for some time, contemplating the way things had gone, and her mood was wistful, though she kept her face carefully composed in her hard mask. She saw two of her siblings playing ahead in the room at the end of the hall, though each straightened up and slunk their tails between their legs, after seeing her. Door snorted and turned off, padding up another set of stairs until she reached her own room. I deserve this, she told herself. I've worked hard for this.
And soon, my rein will begin.[[Just a side note--she's not really supressing her personality to be cruel, it's more like she's got one attitude for work and one for play. If that makes sense. xD I was also vague about the castle just because I don't know if they just inhabited an abandoned castle or if they made their own. I assumed the former. Also just wanted to say that this was the main bit of my plot, if it happens to work out this way in rp--that Lady Door will become Numai's right hand of sorts as she grows and proves herself. Of course, if it doesn't work that way because Numai has issues with her being a female, and of course her markings, then the plot would be more like her being even more cruel than Numai to try to prove herself to him.]]
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IfYouNeedMePMAysina Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 8:45 am
Pet Number:: #3 Name:: Valiant Owner:: Kesmi Gender:: Male Personality[one-two words]:: Reserved/Uncaring Have you read everything on this page?:: Yep(Will try my best xD) --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 2 Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able? ‘Out of the way!’ these words echoed through his mind time and time again as he was shoved into a corner away from the rest it seemed. Only turning back to watch his prided family pass him by and his father’s scornful gaze upon him as if daring Valiant to make a move, he wasn’t scared. Not then and not even know as he grow accustomed to being placed out of the way. Cold eyes watched in scorn of his family as his face remained an emotionless mask of distaste. One of these days he had vowed to push the paw back that had always pushed him. “Valiant!” Came that harsh voice from his cub hood and his masked face turned ever upwards. He didn’t reply as his father again made move to cast him aside, but not this time. Standing and side stepping the paw that had always been his downfall in the past, Valiant took to looking at his father. He wasn’t going to be pushed aside this time, family or not. Which it came to no surprise that his father’s face turned colder then he had ever seen it. A Challenge. That was on his mind, challenge the one who had cast him as an outside, a low rank in the family, the ‘Runt’. Ears casting themselves back as his mouth turned to a thin line, oh there were words he could have spouted at his father, things he could have done to only anger him more. But it wasn’t time, no, not the time at all. He would let it settle before taking actions, there was always another time to grasp back what was his right. For now he walked away from his father, his home and his family. He didn’t know if he would ever return to it, but he would wander until he had found something to prove his own worth. A quest was in mind, but a quest for what… He didn’t know. For all Valiant knew he wouldn’t be returning, not even if his father himself came after him. He was a loner now and Valiant was going to stick to the thought, even if it killed him… He doubted he would even be missed or thought of…
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 12:26 pm
Pet Number:: 1
Name:: Petrar
Owner:: ChaosTheories
Gender:: Female
Personality[one-two words]:: Unstable
Have you read everything on this page?::
--I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 1 You've grown up thinking your parents just hated each other, and you've finally learned why after confronting your mother. How do you feel about your Mother and Father being siblings? How does this change your plans for the future? Do you hate your mother for allowing this, or your father for forcing it?
Petrar was still a young Sibael but that didn't stop her. She was independant and during free time, she would often wander off by herself. Though she never went too far just in case her father needed her, she often found herself in nooks and crannies left behind or forgotten. As she came to her latest favourite spot, she let out a high-pitched giggle. The room was bare except for the dust, the webs so carefully spun by spiders, and the large, moth-eaten trapestry hanging on the wall. The picture was marred by a dark red stain that peeled off like old paint. With a happy sigh she plopped herself in the middle of the room and looked at the ceiling, humming.
Was it only yesterday that she found out? The discovery didn't surprise her, really. Numai and Lavona bickered constantly so when she heard the word "brother" slip from Lavona's mouth, all Petrar did was smile. Afterwards she had confronted her poor, aunt-mother. The cub had a strange soft spot for her, but the more she trained the harder the spot became. It didn't take much to get the entire story out of her. Just a couple of words and innocent questions, nothing more. They were truly a royal family, just like the family's of old. Cousins married cousins, siblings married siblings... It strengthened the bloodline and disspelled inpurities from outsiders. Oh yes, the cub knew she was a little incestuous abomination, but that was fine as long as her family had power. She giggled one again. Her father had such marvelous ideas! If only her siblings knew the wonderful truth!
A hairy spider decided to poke it's fangs out from it's web. Petrar scooped it up with her paws, cradling it as carefully as a mother handling her beloved cub. Petrar loved her family and their ways. She always followed her father's directions. She had learned when it was appropriate to laugh or jeer at a sibling, and how to avoid Numai's bad side. However, Petrar didn't have any urge to lead. She was strong and skilled in her tasks. She could excel if she tried... but she had no desire to go beyond what she was told in any given moment. Let one of her siblings take the glory; she much rather have her paws in the action than up above, commanding the events.
Gently lowering it to the ground, Petrar watched the spider. She rested a front toe on it to keep it in place. The cub smiled at it, the scarce light in the room shining off of her sharp canines. They were all related anyways. It didn't matter who led; the family as a whole would benefit. And if they strayed from their path to righteousness... Her claw suddenly shot out and speared the spider. Well, Petrar would help keep them on track. She pressed her paw down, her eyes gleaming with glee as it's exoskeleton cracked and crunched, spilling it's soft insides onto the floor. We will rule this flawed existence.... she thought.
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ChaosTheories Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 2:41 pm
Pet Number::4 Name:: Hoshi Owner::X_Faux Affliction_X Gender::female Personality[one-two words]:: Brave & Prideful Have you read everything on this page?:: Yup I did! --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 2 Your Father has always seemed to ignore you, and push you out of the way in the stead of your siblings. What do you do about his actions toward you? Will you try to prove your worth or leave once you are able?
Hoshi was prideful sometimes more so than her father, it broke her heart to be passed by. In her mind, she was better than the two smaller females that were her sisters, and so better than her brothers, it wasn't like in anyway they would be giving grandchildren to their father. Hoshi knew that they were all the same and she wasn't going to let her father forget that she was there, not today, Because she was going to shine. Her ego wouldn't allow her another low blow like she had been given each time her father didn't acknowledge her. Her pride was so hurt that today as her father reached her she was going to take a chance, right now she didn't think about what her father would do to her if she stood up to him, she just knew she wanted him to see her.
Her father let out a soft growl at her as he began to pass, but today was the last time that he was just going to walk past her. Taking in a deep breath Hoshi walked behind her father at a quick pace, slipping beside him she stood in front of him, her mass half of his blocking his way, " I don't understand what makes you not see me." She said staring at him darkly, "Here I am largest of three females, and you pretend I am nothing more to you than an irritant." She shook her head raising the hackles. The look on her face much like his: Emotionless. She would never let her anger show on her face, only threw her bitter words. " Do you not see I am the strongest female?" Hoshi didn't wait for her dad to answer, " its not like that in anyway they're better than me, none of us will produce heirs," Her eyes narrowed, " Were all just abominations, none better than the rest." She let out a low growl, " Is this what I have to do to get my own father to see that I'm alive?" Her words poison her tounge a sword, her intention to kill. She shook her head, slowly knowing it was better now to possibly give up and remembering that punishment might come after her words, or more than likely will come after this, "whether you like it or not I am your daughter, I do hear the way you talk." She told the older male harshly, "I'm darker than the rest." he deep fur would have made her unnoticeable at night, "I might not be faster, or more agile, but I do watch, I pay attention to small detail, and I can be useful to you if you'd just give me a chance." She let out a small snort, "But that would be like asking you to be decent to out mother."
Hoshi right now couldn't stand her father, mostly because he didn't see her, but more than that because he treated them all so poorly. Realizing that now was more than likely the time to step aside and not push the issue Hoshi kept her tall stance and let out a cold laugh, "What are you going to do to me now dad?" She asked just as cold as her laugh, she wasn't scared of her father anymore. She knew right now she couldn't over power him but one day she would be able to, and if he kept up like this she would. She shook her head slowly turning her back to her father, and starting to walk towards the room where her family was. "Maybe now you'll notice what you've been missing, but with your stubbornness, you'll probably forget about me by tomorrow," She blinked softly, "It'll just make me crave your attention more, so you know...........The more I'll have to get your attention." Her words coming out warningly, "I know you want to keep this family in line, but were all so different and with out your approval, were just going to keep being as you say...out of line." She stopped before the door, "All I'm asking for is for you to see me, but you never seem to have enough time to pay attention to me." With that she walked into the room where her family was, where she knew her father was coming to> She wanted to know if her acting out would have had any effect on him, she doubted it yet secretly hoped it would change his way to her.
Walking into the large room of the castle Hoshi walked as tall as she could make herself only to show her siblings her size, she kept her eyes narrow and her expression cold, Knowing that the more she was like her father, the more that she would be paid attention to and deep down past the attitude she had picked up from her father was a sweet little girl who just wanted to be loved and spoiled, but she'd never show her family that. It would show that she was weak, vulnerable, thus she's never show them....She'd never show anyone. She strutted over to an old couch she climbed up and laid down, keeping her eyes fixed on the door as they waited for her father to walk in and address them for the day.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:04 am
Pet Number:: 3 Name:: Karayan Owner:: cyhorse Gender:: Male Personality[one-two words]:: Cold Have you read everything on this page?:: Yes --I know and acknowledge that should I not keep up with the Family RPs, and at least match the pace of the Mother and Father's Rpers, I will be forfeiting my rights to this pet, and it will be rehomed to someone who will keep up with the proper RP requirements. --Prompt 3 You've heard it all your life. One of your siblings or you would become a Royal Ruler after your fathers death. You feel certain your father will chose you. Why? How do you feel about the possibility to be a ruler? How would you feel if/when someone else was chosen instead? (You can RP your pet being chosen or passed up for another cub) His cruel eyes looked over his siblings. Each of them had something that made them weak. Of course the females were not worthy of ruling, they were there for having cubs and making sure they grew up safe. The black and purple cub's eyes darted over to his brothers. The two of them wouldn't be able to supply for the herd they would rule. One brother was white and would stick out and the other was too purple, he'd stick out as well. Ever since he was little, Karayan picked on his siblings. He felt he was the strongest of them all. He was the one that was mostly like their father in personality. As he grew older, Karayan only seemed to become more confident and far more cruel. Later, Karayan heard from a sibling that father had picked his choice and told one of the other kits. A growl rumbled deep in the kit. That kit would pay for stealing his spot. When it was dark and everyone was asleep, Karayan decided to leave this chaotic family. Nothing ever seemed to go right there. Mother and father were siblings and no one ever seemed to like their life there. He'd return one day, but it would be for one of two reasons: to push down the sibling that became ruler, or to take a sister and follow in his father's footsteps and start a family as he had. A vicious smile spread on his maw as he took one last look before he returned when he was older. Now, he needed to find a place to live before he came back. A cave of his own where he could possibly start a herd of his own one day, if pushing his sibling down did not succeed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:23 am
Cyhorse, I just wanted to make sure that you really did read the whole page. Perhaps Karayan simply isn't aware of this yet in your post, but the cubs are sterile, and inbreeding is no longer allowed. Taking a sister as his mate is therefore not an option.
If you didn't read the page and were just unaware of this, and would like the chance to change your post, ask IB and Pippa, but if they give the okay DO NOT edit your current one--simply quote it and change what you want to.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:35 am
I think I might have accidentally skipped that. Sorry! D8 I could've sworn I read the whole thing. (I read it last night and then the family rp this morning) So sorry!
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 11:15 am
Well ask Pippa/IB if you can change it, either here or in the main thread, if they say yes, great, but if they say no, I will support them completely since that's kind of a biggy, and it was bolded.
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