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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 7:02 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:49 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 12:09 pm
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Name: Alim ['far away; at a distance' - Na`vi]
Screen Name: Ruler of Everything
Personality: Alim is a dreamer. While he may seem to be present, his mind is often far, far away from what he's doing. It takes a lot to get him to focus, but when he does he is dedicated. Alim is often unrealistic, building things up in his mind only to realize that life isn't that way, or something won't actually work out the way he's planned. He isn't a very serious lion unless he's on patrol duty; when he's taking up his part as a warrior, he is all business. Otherwise, he is a silly, cub-like lion with his head in the clouds.
Rank: Warrior!
Any other information: Some may view him as unintelligent because of how he never seems all there, but he can keep up with the best of them! Trust me on that. xD
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 11:15 am
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Kerusey regards the old ways
Prompt:
"Azira. Moyo'nyota."
Kerusey's thick, velvety voice rumbled quietly in the false safety the darkness of the forest seemed to provide. Every so often, with a small shift or movement, a shaft of moonlight washed over his dark pelt, causing his paler marks to shimmer.
The names tasted strange and foreboding on his tongue, though he knew the rogues would bend to his will. The thought of bringing strangers into the land was bittersweet. It sounded like something Eytucan would do. His brother seemed to be all for sullying the pride with the blood of strangers. His dark pelt bristled at the thought and a flash of anger slid across his set jaw. He didn't want to bring strangers into the pride, but sometimes a lion had to make difficult choices. If bringing in two strangers to banish the filth tainting the pride was what it took, then so be it.
He knew that Azira and Moyo'nyta would be on his side. The promise of power was too tempting, too great for them. Power, protection... The chance to spread their seeds and have their offspring thrive in the warm embrace of a loving pride. He planned to make good on said promises, as well, despite the dislike of having rogue blood around him. Of course, that was if they survived the attack. He may be mutinous in his thoughts and actions, but Kerusey was no liar and he always made good on his end of a bargain.
It was just a small price to pay.
"Sir?" The males answered in unison and his pale, blue eyes washed over them. They were young and strong. They would lead the attack and he would be victorious. He could feel it in his bones. Every fiber of his being was alive and burning with both desire and excitement.
"Wait here. When the moon is highest, Eytucan and I will pass this way. When he is here," he marred the earth with four claws, leaving a faint gash, "you will take him from both sides. Remember, you are not to kill him. Rough him up, but do not kill him." He rumbled as he turned his sharp gaze back to the pair of rogue males, who bobbed their heads in acknowledgement of their orders.
"Let the shadows hide you well and the strength of your ancestors guide you. Nari si."
With that, the burly male turned from his comrades. It wouldn't be difficult. He'd request that he and his brother took a walk, to discuss issues and set their differences beside them. He wanted to set their differences beside them.
Sometimes force had to be involved.
After Banishment: I am completely up for any plotting you guys may have in mind! I can't picture him straying far from the Na'vi lands, due to his fierce want for what is best for the pride, whether they know it or not. I imagine him biding his time, waiting, maybe even trying to gather a few more lions around him, to make himself stronger. |
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 11:37 am
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Name: Tìran'ekong [ ROUGHLY translates to Walk to the Beat in Navi ]
Screen Name: Depawsit
Personality: Tiran marches to the beat of his own drum. He takes others opinions of him into very little consideration and hardly flinches at the strange looks he receives. Truthfully, Tiran doesn't really have a real set in stone personality - unless you count Unpredictable as a trait. He simply does whatever he feels like, within reason. He isn't the type to go out of his way for wrong doing, but can find himself in trouble from time to time. Tiran lives his life day to day, he doesn't know what tomorrow holds, and he doesn't care to think about. He wants to live in the hear and now, not the then and theres.
Rank: Artisan
Any other information: Tiran would best fit in as a Dancer within the pride, because as a quirky side effect he quite enjoys doing a jig to get out his pent up emotions ^^ One day I would like to see him strive to be the Leader of the Artisans, but that would require a lot of development from his current point of view. Something he may never grow out of.
Name: Nìfrakrr [ Nifa as a nickname ]
Meaning: As Always in Navi
How many Navi SOA do you own? 1
Personality Description: Nifa is always going to be the exact opposite of everyone she meets. And not just because she can't find anyone she agrees with, but because she doesn't want to agree with anyone. She always wants to be on the lesser opinionated side of things, because she enjoys being the underdog and rooting for the underdog. No matter how ridiculous the argument, she will choose the opposite of favorable opinion and back it up with a strong defense. Even if she has to pull her points out of mid air, she'll never leave a topic mid debate. She'll fight it to the end, win or lose. Expectedly she's also severely stubborn. Almost worse than a mule. If she feels a certain way about something, you aren't going to change her mind on it. Just don't even waste your time, or hers.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 11:12 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 8:55 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 2:07 pm
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Kerusey regards the old ways
Prompt:
It was time.
His dear brother wouldn't see it coming, the fool. He might suspect, there might be wariness of Kerusey's staunch traditionalism, but to think that he would use the very rogues he spoke out against? Madness, one might say. That was exactly what made it so brilliant. His brother would never believe that he would accept rogues as his allies...until it was far too late, and the trap had snapped shut.
He hadn't promised the rogues anything, of course. What were their names...pah, unimportant. They were only pawns, lured with stirring speeches full of half-truths and implications that great power waited for those that assisted his rise to power. But never, never promises. His brothers and sisters of Eywa would reap the rewards of his ascension, but he would grant nothing to the filth, the taint that his brother had invited into their very home! It galled so to use them, but it was the only way to avoid suspicion.
Soon, his brother, the soon-to-be-dethroned king, would come to the secluded clearing, believing that Kerusey wished to...talk. To repent, and accept the new ways. To...apologize for harsh words. Fool. Instead he would meet nothing but teeth and claws, subduing him, capturing him, deposing him. The rogues lay in wait, ready for his signal.
Kerusey smiled. Soon, all would be set to rights.
It was time.
After Exile: Up for plotting! My loose idea is that he'd stick around for quite some time, perhaps attempt another uprising or two, before he decided to leave them to the fate they've chosen (a dire one, in his mind). |
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 2:34 pm
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Name: Nawm fahew
Meaning: Na'vi - Great, noble smell
How many Navi SOA do you own? 1 - Txumpay menari (I actually forget how I structured his name, either with a space, a dash like his file, or an apostraphe ^^;;; )
Personality Description: Nawm, despite her 'handicap', is a very happy lioness. One of her aims in life is to make others smile, any way possible, particularly with pleasant smells. As a personal hobby, she collects things that smell good, such as flowers and leaves like mint and thyme. Her belief is that if she makes the world smell wonderful enough, maybe Eywa will bless her and remove her pink markings and turn them a more acceptable coloration.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 1:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 6:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:12 pm
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Split Personality generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 7:24 pm
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