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 Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 10:57 am
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This is a rp where all of the members of the colony awaken together and the leaders begin to take charge.
This rp is placed in the North near the edge of the northern mountains by the treeline. It is night.
Awakening Talent - RP
Characters: Aluci, Halwende, C'hica, Banafrit, Chica Jugete, Ranger, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica La'mare, Petrea, Fret
Players: Zakiax, Chibi_Kokoro143, Lady Kitania, AstoriaFallen, Thalion, Fea Line, Kamileunaire
Wordcounts:
→ Zakiax (Aluci) || 300 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Zakiax (Halwende) || 153 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Chibi_Kokoro143 (C'hica) || 80 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Chibi_Kokoro143 (Banafrit) || 135 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Lady Kitania (Chica Juguete) || 426 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ AstoriaFallen (Ranger) || 451 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ AstoriaFallen (Freddy) || 185 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Thalion (Bonnie) || 520 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Fea Line (Chica La'mare) || 291 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Fea Line (Petrea) || 296 words | 0 Complete RP's |
→ Kamileunaire (Fret) || 468 words | 0 Complete RP's |
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 7:54 am
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[Ranger & Tehlee]  Wings fluttered slightly against the seemingly still form for the Paroo as it laid not to far away in some brambles. It had been woven into the world not to far from a young earth balam but it had yet to discover that. Eyelids fluttered open and red orbs gazed around as the avian took a moment to observe everything before finally standing upon it's feet. Small paws reached up to scratch at a spot by it's ear and it twisted it's long ears slightly as it peeked out from the spot in which it had been awakened. Gaze fell upon the soft brown tahtll and it spotted a round object not to far from it and hopped towards it curiously. Inspecting the leather bound sphere it picked it up and then turned it's attention to the form upon the ground, only to be met with sky blue eyes.
Ranger... The name resounded in his mind before he even opened his eyes. That was... It was his calling. He quickly identified himself as Ranger and as being a Tahtll, but beyond that he was still uncertain of many things. Breath entered his lungs and he remained where he was, still upon the ground, his eyes still shut as he absorbed everything around him through his ears. Things, no.. Sounds entered his ears and he was aware of another presence and this was most curious to him. He opened his eyes then and his gaze focused upon a black and red form before him. It was holding something.
He watched for a moment as it stared at him and he rolled onto his belly and stayed where he was, not wanting whatever it was to go away. After a moment or two more a name came to mind, Paroo. It was a Paroo. But what was it holding? It was a circle.. sphere... Ball! It was holding a ball. This made him feel an emotion that caused his lips to curl upwards into a delightful expression. Smiling, he was smiling. Both things caused him a great amount of curiosity and he watched it for a moment more before forming a phrase of words. "I won't harm you." It was a simple sentence and he stood up slowly, eyes full of wonder.
The Paroo watched the cub as it stared and seemed to inspect both itself and the sphere it held. When the cub spoke it relaxed and then looked down at the object it held and placed it upon the ground and nudged it towards the cub and watched it roll until it hit it's feet. It then gave a happy chirp like sound and waited to see what would happen next.WC: 451
[Freddy]  He felt out of place, or rather out of his environment. It wasn't so bad that he was miserable, yes that was the word, but it was definitely not something he would want to experience for an extended period of time. Freddy had awoken not to long ago and had been walking around trying to get a sense of direction or at least a location as to where he was. He felt drawn to something that was close by but he couldn't quite put a paw on it. His ears then picked up the sound of a small voice. 'I won't harm you.' This was most peculiar to him and paws carried him towards the sound and he found himself looking upon a young cub and a Paroo. He stared at them a moment and wondered if they were just as turned around as he was. He felt a kindred to them in a way he couldn't explain, despite the fact they were all so different. This was even more curious to him. "Hello." He figured a small greeting would suffice as a starting point. WC: 185 |
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 11:23 am
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 Waking came about slowly. At first sounds and sensations faded in and out. The cub forced them away, pushing waking aside as if it were nothing more than a fly attempting to land on his nose. For a time, he laid asleep quite comfortably. Not entirely dead to the world, but not entirely ready to actually wake to it, he was content to simply be. His body - that seemed like the right word - was perfectly comfortable in the bed of the soft, whispy stuff around him. Earth fur? No, that didn't seem right. It didn't have the same texture or warmth as fur. It was...colder, a little more on the damp side. It didn't rise or fall with an intake and release of breath, nor did it feel as soft. He resolved that thinking about it was too much effort and rolled himself over to return to sleep.
Too soon, voices broke the silence around him. Voices? He perked an ear and rolled it in the direction of the sound. That was a funny thing. It didn't sound like the air whispers - wind? - or the other sounds that he was slowly growing used to. It sounded...different. Desperate? Odd.
Finally, he cracked an eye open. The moons hung over-head, casting a silvery layer of light over the shapes of the world around him, pulling them from the darkness. He blinked and lifted his head. There was another voice. What word was that? Hello? Two hello's. Two different voices. They didn't seem that close together either.
Did he have a voice? That was a good question. How did he make a voice. He snorted- nope that wasn't it. Blinked? Already tried that, nope. He swiveled his ears and tossed his tail back and forth. Thump thump- nope that wasn't it either. He flexed something in his throat, humming. THERE. That was noise- not the hello he had heard but a noise! Victory!
The cub smiled, an involuntary thing that seemed to feel just right, and rose to his paws, humming no particular tune- tune? - as he turned himself around to inspect his body. Fur, not earth fur, and a long appendage with even longer fur tipped towards the end. He flicked his long appendage - tail - back and forth, rather liking the way that looked. He lifted a paw, then another, then a third- oops.
Toppling over, he opened his mouth to make an "Oof" sound. Oh! Different sounds when it opens! "Ooof." He repeated, sitting himself up. His throat vibrated again, but there was something else. A floppy thing in his maw behind the harder things. He rolled it around in his mouth, wrinkling his nose, then sticking it out and crossing his eyes in an attempt to see just what had allowed him to noise differently. Tongue.
"H-hello-", Thta's it! "Hello!" He rose to his paws and began padding lightly towards the first "Hello". Whatever that meant. Someone figured out their tongue first- that was good. It saved him the trouble of figuring out what word to make first. Words! Great, he was getting somewhere.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 2:30 pm
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Miss-matched eyes opened slowly beneath the darkness that covered her face. Small spaces were available for her to see through but that was all she knew at first. Testing a leg first, the feline stretched one, spreading wide her....toes as well as the sharp things jutting from them. Claws.... claws.... Slowly things began to make sense. Words filtered into her mind as she lay there like a babe, taking in every sight and sound. Some finding it easier than others. She had a... voice? ... too... or she assumed. Opening her mouth the feline let out a short growl, what her mind called a snarl forming over her maw. Though it couldn't be seen for the mask upon her face. Yes thats what it was...
Chica.... that was her name... but not fully? No... there was another to it. La'mare...? Chica La'mare? Tilting her head to the side she began testing her movement beyond that of a paw flex. First her front paws, then a push to upright herself, then tail.... curling... ears flexing... head turning. Eyes landed upon a figure next to her. It was already up right and sitting, as if it had been waiting for her for a very long time. Or at least several minutes. So it had awoken first? "Nightbite." she said gruffly, deeply.
The creature...aplacow... nodded its head, a stubborn but wicked grin spreaking across its muzzle. Turning its head, it nodded towards the others to show she was not alone.
"Ah...." was all she said as she surveyed the group, eyes drifting from the larger ones like her until resting upon the cubs. She had to protect them. All of them. She could feel it in her the more and more she fully awakened.
Petrea.... wait... who was Petrea? Was she Petrea? She had to be Petrea... the name came to her as soon as she opened her eyes so the female took it to be so. Petrea blinked open her eyes slowly, groggily as if the task was difficult. They felt heavy with sleep and seemed to wish to stay closed instead. But the fem didn't give up. Finally, the pale orbs decided to behave and stay open! And what they saw was others like her, lots more, all awakening with her. There were little ones discovering their voices, others how to move, critters nudging their similar marked companions.
Dragging her head to the side, Petrea surveyed she had no companion like some of the others. Something happened to her mouth she didn't understand. It felt funny... forced downward almost. A feeling bubbled inside her chest she didn't like either. Push it away... she had to push it away!
Could she stand and talk? The others could... so it stood to reason she could as well. This made that feeling merge into a different one. Curious... yes that's what it was called. She was curious if she could stand. If her paws worked like the others. Shakily she began to push herself upward, wobbling from lack of strength. But she could do it, she knew she could! She raised a paw, an idea forming in her.....mind....to take a step forward. But her new found mind didn't seem to agree with the rest of her and she ended up stumbling forward onto her face, back end still standing erect in the most awkward of positions. "No....this is not how to do..." she mumbled to herself, a confused look on her face as she lay there, butt in the air, thinking. |
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 7:55 pm
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As the moons shone on the land, their light threw eerie shadows that drifted down through the trees, to dance quietly on the forest floor. This was the first sight Fret witnessed, as he lay tucked in a small, dry gully, red eyes flickering open to behold the world around him for the first time. It was big, and dark, and he craned his neck to take stock of his surroundings. At first, there was a tremor of fear in his heart, as the branches clacked softly against one another, swaying far above him to create the illusion of monsters in waiting. With ears laid back, he watched, and quickly decided that the 'monsters' presented no danger. There were much more interesting things to focus on, anyway...
Like the crinkling leaves beneath his paws, and the way it felt to dig his claws through them, and into the cool earth below. He stretched, and yawned, and flexed, making eight furrows in the ground before himself, his first mark on the world. Somehow, this was very amusing, and he snickered, whiskers twitching as he leaned down to sniff. Everything smelled cold, and fresh, and he shivered as the breeze whispered through again, smoothing over his sandy fur and making the tree branches clatter anew.
Fret's first attempt to hop to his feet ended with him in a heap only a few feet away. His second attempt was a bit more successful, as he stood on uneasy legs, panting quietly. A look back revealed that the paws on his back feet were similarly armed, and he laughed aloud as he kicked up a plume of dead leaves. What fun! After a few more stumbling steps, he felt a bit more confident, and began to scale the side of the gully. He certainly didn't know where he was going, but he had the urge to explore, to get a better feel for where he was. The endeavor was going well, until he stumbled into something he hadn't expected at all.
Stinging pain shot up through his paws and forelimbs as Fret stepped into a patch of thorny bramble. A startling screech ripped from his throat, and he tumbled backwards, yowling all the while. He rolled back into the ditch, snarling and grumbling his displeasure, even as the stinging faded away. Well, that hadn't been very fun...but what about all the ruckus he'd made? Taking a deep breath, he let out another rasping screech, his own kind of hello, ears perking as it echoed out into the woods.
After a moment or two, he heard a different sort of sound, unfamiliar but alluring. Without wasting a moment more, he trotted off down the gully, and found a better place to climb up out of it, being much more careful about where he stepped.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 9:01 pm
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An absolutely unsettling screech pierced the air.
The once bouncing and pecking paroo came to a halt mid bounce, flopping right over as it tripped over it's overly large feet. It flapped it's wings recklessly and cried out, smacking the yellow lump of fur repeatedly as it tried again and again to get itself back upright. A very disgruntled groan came from the yellow thing, eyelids squinting harshly and then groggily opening. Jet black eyes appeared, giving the creature an even more eerie look than before. As the eyes began to take it's first looks of the world around them, eyelids instantly snapped shut, the constant screeching of the flailing THING next to the just waking feline being an utter nuisance. Ears flattened against the feline's head, paws quickly covering them. An annoyed yowl rumbled out of her throat, one of her black eyes peering out just slightly from underneath it's eyelid sanctuary.
The yowl instantly caught the attention of the discombobulated paroo, it stopping it's annoying antics immediately to look over and stare at the wakening B'alam. It's eyes were a royal blue, the moonlight from above making them appear brighter than they were. A few ruffled feathers stuck out from the sides of the fuzzy and feathery creature.
The black eye of the yellow lady opened a bit more, paws uncovering slightly throbbing ears, the other black eye following suit. A disgruntled look appeared over her black maw, giving her mouth marking an odd slant to it. Without even thinking about it, she reached her paws to the side and batted at the stupid creature, simply smacking it. She snarled and showed her real pearly whites, no doubt meaning business. It was surely in this annoying thing's best interest to NOT do that again.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2016 11:23 pm
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Wherever he was going originally, it was lost to the back of his mind as a shrill scream filled the air. Fear was a brand new concept- along with everything else -but instead of causing him to shrink back into himself, the sensation was like a jolt of lightning that surged through his blood and into every strand of fur. His eyes went wide and his ears perked up as he scanned the shifting, moving, awakening figures all around him. Some had reacted the same as he, others seemed more thrown back by the sound. Whatever could have made that horrible-
And then he was sent tumbling as a rather large, kind of soft, something caught him and sent said something flying and rolling in another direction. He ended up looking at the sky, the grass at his back, and the wind completely lost from his chest. After the stars in his vision cleared, the cub rolled to his side and lifted his head once more, jaw set, to seek out the offending soft something.
Nearby, now eating dirt, was a brown large….thing. A thing that shared a lot in common with him. Tail, paws, head, fur- but he was a funny color.
Nose wrinkling, the purple cub gathered himself up onto his paws and stepped up to the larger brown thing. Without reservation, he jabbed the thing in the side. “Hey- why’d you do that?”
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