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 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:19 pm
 Font color: burlywood
Name: Duncan Tau
Meaning: Duncan: English form of Gaelic Donnchadh, meaning 'brown warrior' Tau: African Tswana name meaning 'lion'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lion
Flavor: Sunshine Sacrifice
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species Preference: Lions or dragons
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: ------
Father: ------
Sister/s: ------
Brother/s: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Ok VG is way to lazy to go back and edit all this to fit Tiansha, but this is the character Duncan's history.The seeming glorious past...Duncan was orphaned at a very young age in a place called New York City, New York. He was lucky to be adopted by a couple who were unable to have their own child, and very rich, living in the more expensive side of the city. Raised as their own he always knew he was adopted, there were certain clues that just screamed 'HEY I'M NOT REALLY ALL THAT HUMAN LIKE MY PARENTS HERE!' For nearly sixteen years everything was going good for him, or so it seemed.
On his 16th birthday his adopted parents said they were taking him to the cemetary where they said his genetic parents were buried. Believing them, he got in the car and off they drove, but they didn't drive to the cemetary.
They arrived at Central Park and told him to get out of the car and to walk with them. They walked in silence for hours, heading deep into the park where hardly anyone goes simply because they typically don't have the time to. Night was beginning to fall when they asked him to sit on the bench and wait for them while they went to get something, a surprise. Unsure of what was going on he sat and waited, watching the day fade into twilight, all the colors and objects seeming to blend together.
Suddenly everything was black.
When he finally stirred night had fallen, the stars were out and shining brightly, there was no moon. His head was throbbing in pain as his indigo eyes slowly opened, staring at the ground infront of him. His arms were tied behind him and his was on his knees, the ground around him painted in red. There were fires lit feet away in a circle and five black candles lit around him. Coming to his senses he realized he was in the center of a five pointed star with each point connected by a circle, the candles at each point, drawn in something red.
Religion was one subject that was almost never brought up in his parents house, and he never knew if they belonged to one, and if they did than which. Duncan hadn't done much research on different religions for fear of upsetting his parents, and now, as his heart began racing, he wished he had.
From the shadows beyond the candles approached figures in black hooded robes, he couldn't tell how many. Wondering what happened to his parents, one approached the circle at the apex of the point before him. The figure lifted his hands in the air and adressed the gathering.
"The time has finally come to harvest the fruit of our labor." The voice was that of an older male. "And show our leader our thanks and gratitude for all he has done for us." Another hooded figure stepped forth, a dagger laid in the palm of both hands as it walked to the man in front of Duncan.
If his heart wasn't beating fast enough before, it sure as hell was now, feeling like it was going to burst from his chest at any moment.
The man took the dagger and pointed it at Duncan. "This beast has lived under our protection for 16 years now, and under our careful supervision and guidance has remained pure."
A familiar scent brushed past the young man's face as he inhaled. He recognized that scent, he'd lived with it for 16 years. "Father?" He softly spoke to himself, sitting a little straighter as he tried to locate him.
The hooded figure laughed. "Yes, both your parents are here to give their best offering to our Lord."
It seemed as if his heart stopped as two figures stepped forth, each removing their hood. Duncan's face showed emotions of confusion, terror, and utter disbelief at what he saw before him.
"Do you not understand boy? You are being sacrificed to our Lord, Lucifer!" He seemed to look at the couple for a moment. "You are sure he is a virgin, yes?"
"We are positive he is. We have all raised him, you should know that Belarus."
Belarus? The name seemed familiar. He remembered a group of his 'parents' friends had come over once, and one of them called the other Belarus by accident. His eyes widened as he looked back up at the man. "Richard?"
He removed his hood and there he stood, his Uncle Richard. "The whole family is here! Along with some other recognizable faces." Richard said smiling as one by one everyone removed their hoods. People that he had thought of family surrounded him, and even friends, aquaintances, and other people he had seen at school. "Now, onto business." He finally said, stepping over to Duncan and grabbing his hair and pulling his head back so his throat was exposed, Richard holding the dagger skyward. "Oh Lord of Hell, please accept our offering, this virgin sacrifice, and bless us your loyal followers."
Duncan clenched his eyes and gulped, he knew what was coming. His life had drawn to a close, and those he had felt safe with and viewed as friends, even family...everyone had turned on him. They had planned this since the beginning, possibly before even adopting him. Storm clouds had moved across the sky and the moment the lightning struck and thunder clapped was timed perfectly with the motion of the falling dagger as the blade glided swiftly across his furred throat, tears able to escape mere milliseconds before life spilled from his juggular, the blood cascading down the front, staining his clothes and the earth in the maroon liquid.
Richard let go of his strawberry blonde hair, the boy's body staying still for a second before falling forward in his own blood. Then the group began to blow out the candles and return to their homes, leaving his body....The horrifying present...  It seemed the moment the soul had left the body in the earth realm Duncan felt the sensation one has when falling. In almost a dreamlike state he fell from the skies of Hell, unmoving save for his slowly openening eyes. Barely open... partially open...the scene above him seemed to swirl as he came to his slowly reawakening senses. His arms and legs began to flail, eyes widening in fear as his heart jumped into his throat. How could he be falling?! Didn't he just die? Did he dream it all, or was this a dream itself? No, it couldn't be-this was far too real. But then where could he be? Duncan's mind scrambled for answers, the most prominant being thoughts of Heaven, Hell, or Purgatory. Well, he could certainly throw his thought of Heaven away, he concluded that one would not be falling from the sky upon entering. Plus there was the lack of pearl gates and St. Paul, which more or less ended his intelligence on Heaven. He pictured Purgatory as more gray and sad...and the name even came from the word 'purge', which meant to cleanse, and as far as he was concerned he needed no cleansing. That only left one thing.
It made perfect sense now that he thought about it. The scene seemed right, he was beginning to feel the heat of the flames seeming to burn through his hoody and pants and singeing his fur and skin. And wasn't he just sacrificed to the Lord of Hell, banished from the face of Earth more or less? If he believed in him he might have sworn to god, but as aforementioned he had no religion.
Damn, this seemed like a long way down...how long had he been falling now? The boy'd lost track of time, and even if he didn't whose to say the time on Earth was the same as in Hell? This gave plenty of time for dizzying and terrified thoughts to buzz through his mind of what might happen to him.
Finally he was able to turn his head and look down, his eyes widening even more before looking back up. The world so far was cast in a blue light it seemed. Soon after he hit the ground, all the air forced out of his lungs. The impact from hitting the ground after falling so far so fast and at such a height was unlike anything he'd ever felt, and it hurt with excrutiating pain. Wondering why his insides weren't on the outside like they should be he remembered where he was and let out a pain filled groan before svery slowly sitting and standing up. The area was desolate, it seemed like he was in a ruined city, bones of its inhabitants still keeping their original form.
Well, what now? What could he possibly do? This world was full of demons and those wishing ill fates on others, and even though there seemed to be none around at the moment he was sure they were somewhere in the vicinity. Now it was only a matter of time before someone found him...hopefully one of the least threatening demons in Hell....so what's in the future?
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:40 pm
 Font color: bold black
Name: Nemo
Meaning: Latin name meaning 'nobody'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lion
Flavor: Hollowberry Eclipse
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preferance: It doesn't matter, as long as they help make him feel whole again.
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
As Nemo's name and flavor suggests, he is a rather depressed and 'emo' lion. No matter how much he wants to or tries he always feels alone, shut off from the world and it's happy, joyfilled emotions. The cause of this is unknown, and that fact makes it all the more worse for him because he can't resolve his problems if there aren't any in the firstplace.
Maybe it goes deeper than that? Perhaps it's something more...supernatural?
History
Nemo was raised by his family and tribe to praise only one god. For a while Nemo was fine with that, not really caring too much about it in his younger years except for maybe a month or two when he was able to really get into it. But he always felt different than the other believers who were able to see their god everywhere and in everything, or at least lie and say they did as he often would.
In his teen years he was finally able to gather the courage and seperate from the beliefs of his tribe. That, however, did not go over well with everyone...at all. After being mocked and ridiculed and hated, declared a heathen and that he needed to be 'saved', something happened one October night that acted as the straw that broke the horse's back. It was that exact night that he finally left the tribe a hollow beast with no feelings save for sorrow, with the only good thing being he could now practice his own beliefs with no judgemental lions or any interference.
But now he struggles to find the source of his hollow suffering, but his runes tell him little other than saying it is something he has to discover himself without asking for their help. He hopes that if he makes some friends that believes as he does and joins a tribe that maybe then they could help him.
Extra: Nemo doesn't really have a single belief. Yes, he uses runes he made himself and the pentagram on his forehead helos clue one in to his wiccan beliefs, but then that can't possibly be all there is, what with the Om symbol beneath his eye and the Ankh around his neck.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 6:55 pm
 Font color: violet
Name: Kiele
Meaning: Hawaiian for 'fragrant blossom, blooming'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Lion
Flavor: Skitty Ocean Spray
Sexuality: Bisexual
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Nyliha
Father: Kaimana
Sister/s: ------
Brother/s: Inoki
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
History
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 6:33 pm
 Font color: Steelblue
Name: Mahina
Meaning: Hawaiian name meaning 'moon,; moonlight'
Stage: Teen
Gender: Female
Species: Smoothie Lion
Flavor: Crunchberry
Sexuality: ------
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Ilmare
Father: Chagi
Sister/s: Liqui, Leiko, Melanie
Brother/s: Enki, Iniabi
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Mahina has an adventurous spirit. She likes to run around outside, climb trees, play games, do things she's never done before. As a teen she now knows what boys are, though the only boys she knows ar her two brothers.
History
Her mother and father already had a litter of two cubs when they decided that they didn't want to give it up quite yet. So they had another litter, consisting of herself, two sisters, Leiko and Melanie, and a brother, Iniabi. One would be hard pressed to find a more loving, caring, outgoing and laid back family. Her father, Chagi, always provided for them and her mother, Ilmare, always watched over them.
Mahina's litter, maybe not the entire litter but about half of it, had been said to be more adventurous and a bigger handful than Enki and Liqui, the previous litter.
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Photo Album: Smoothie Newborn Cub Teen
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 6:58 pm
 Font color: darkgoldenrod
Name: Eimhin
Meaning: Irish/Gaelic unisex name meaning 'ready,swift'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Smoothie Lion
Flavor: Superbuzz
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species Preference: Lion and dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Iilvaenya
Father: Iah
Step-father: Varg
Sister/s: Alaossia
Brother/s: Altaire
Half-sister: Vaerika
Half-brother: Cave-boy
Aunt: Lorendale
Uncle: Virgil
Cousins: Damian, Lamia, Teishi, Nerys, Lorna, Nero
Nieces: Unnamed(Lamia)
Nephews: Kashti, unnamed(Lamia)
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
In childhood he was the strong silent type. Oh, he'd talk, but the sentences would be abrupt and to the point. He liked to follow Iilvaenya as opposed to Iah. If he was asked what he wanted to do when there's nothing to do he'd be likely to reply with wrestling, but only because that's normally the first and only thing that comes to mind after 'Uh, I don't know, what do you want to do?'. Alaoissia didn't seem to care for wrestling though, something about getting dirty.
In adulthood he's taken to solitude, visiting his family every now and then. He still needs more social experience, but he's not quite as silent as he used to be.
History
Eimhin was born to a mother and father who were friends in the past and for some reason parted ways, meeting again as adults.
Iah wasn't the father he needed, which didn't matter much as Eimhin didn't like him anyways and always followed Iilvaenya.
He was worried while growing up about his sister Alaoissia leaving the family with another cub named Mozart. Eimhin didn't have anything against the other male, but he didn't want his sister to leave him; they weren't exactly close, no one in that family was, but he felt the closest to her.
When they became adults they all went their separate ways, and on one unlucky hunt he had a run in with his cousin Damian. This encounter resulted in his cousin beating and raping him. After Damian had left his cousin Lamia found him and helped nurse him back to health, or at least put up with him for the night. After that he stayed in the cave and didn't eat or take care of himself until finally he went and found Alaoissia, making her the first person he told about his rape; he'd just told Lamia they got into a fight.
While all this was going on his mother had a new litter with none other than his aunts ex-mate. Lucky for him it was his aunts first mate and not her current, or else he wouldn't know what to do in his situation. His youngest half-sister, Vaerika, went looking for him after hearing their mother talk about him. Eimhin wanted to go and talk to Iilv, but part of him was afraid to, considering how his family and his aunt's family practically hated each other; what did she think, what would she do, about him being raped by his cousin? Vaerika managed to make him decide to see her and led him to their camp.
There he talked to his mother, discovering that she missed seeing Alaoissia and himself. Also how she felt like he had thrown his possibility at becoming her heir in her face, leaving with both the promise that he'll visit more often and tell Alaoissia and that he'd prove he was worthy of becoming her heir.
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Photo Album: Smoothie Baby Cub Teen
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 12:33 pm
 Font color: #7396de
Name: Andor
Meaning: Norwegian name derived from old Norse Anthor, meaning 'eagle of Thor'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Smoothie Lion
Flavor: Iced Blueberry Mocha Latte
Sexuality: Bisexual, dragon or lion
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Finding out.
History
Maybe later?
Extra: Obtained as a random lion from Infi after reaching page 700.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 8:26 pm
 Font color: lightgreen
Name: Hermia
Meaning: Feminine form of the Greek Hermes, meaning 'of the earth'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Smoothie Lion
Flavor: Terra Flora Twist
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species Preferance: Lion or dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Earth child!
Hermia is a hippie. Not in the sense that she uses 'herbs' and gets intimate with anyone willing, though she does do 'herbs' every now and then. She's very close to nature and the island, a tree hugger. Even though she's a hippie she isn't a vegetarian, she thinks it's stupid to not eat meat, something that gives you nutrients you can't get anywhere else.
She is generally happy and peaceful, but when you do or say certain things to the island or herself she can be quick to anger, and she's not a pacifist.
Hermia believes that love shouldn't be, and isn't, bound by gender or species so she's open to male and female lions and dragon and as such has a difficult time tolerating those who hate others because of their sexual orientation or species, sometimes even both.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:23 pm
 Font color: Maroon
Name: Dr. C.V. Pepper
Meaning: Well, it's a shortened version of his flavor which is also his name. xD
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Candy Dragon
Flavor: Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preference: Lion or dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:58 pm
 Font color: lightblue
Name: Aqua
Meaning: Water
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon
Flavor: Cool Water Splash
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preference: Dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 1:59 pm
 Font color: Purple
Name: Pyry
Meaning: Finnish name meaning 'blizzard, snowstorm'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lion
Flavor: Frozen Tigerberry
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preference: Lion
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 11:23 am
 Font color: #b6391b
Name: Ariana
Meaning: Femnine form of Albanian 'Arian', meaning 'golden life'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Smoothie lion
Flavor: Golden Eagle
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preference: Lion
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
A little condescending when it comes to males, but gets along just fine with females. She prefers the company of females and finds it amusing when she's around males that are full of themselves and try to gain her affection. Ariana's not really the affectionate type, but if she did develope any sort of affection for a male she wouldn't have very much physical contact, for her it's a more spiritual relationship that doesn't require constant touching and reassurance. She normally has a humorous attitude, but it doesn't take much to get her into a bad mood.
History
Extra: Won in the Eagle Game during the Bird Event, caught five bunnies. xD
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 8:06 pm
 Font color: #292421
Name: Irial
Meaning: Name of the faery king of the Dark Court in Melissa Marr's book Ink Exchange
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon
Flavor: Black Sweetened Coffee
Sexuality: ------
Species Preference: ------
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Shannati
Father: Draco Celei
Sister/s: Sephya Celei
Brother/s: Jalil
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
History
Extra: A gift from Silence of Apathy's breeding. ^^<3 Also one of Shirabelle's, the new colorist, first breeding!
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:32 pm
 Font color: Maroon Font color: #CD8C95
Name: Lilith Hecate
Meaning: Lilith - Assyrian myth name of a demon, meaning 'of the night'; Hecate - Latin form of Greek Hekate, myth name of a goddess of witchcraft, demons, graves, and the underworld, meaning 'far off'
Candycorn name: Teivel, Yiddish name meaning 'evil'
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Smoothie Lion
Flavor: Macabre Seductress
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species Preference: Anything and everything
Mate: Lulthat'sfunny
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Lilith may look like she's too evil or scary to have any friends but that's quite the contrary, she loves nothing more than making new aquaintances; especially if they have the potetential to let her reap their soul or look like they could benefit her in some way. She seems to take particular interest in the stranger, more crazed lions and dragons on the isle; more fun in her opinion. She'll try to manipulate the unsuspecting into getting what she wants, she's had hundreds of years of practice at this.
History
Lilith can't remember anything before her time as an adult, so she has come to the conclusion that one day she just was, magically appearing on the isle one day centuries ago with Teivel and her scythe. It didn't take her very long at all to find what the scythe was for and what her purpose was on the island.
When asked where she came from she'd always reply 'from the enchanted fog on the far north of the island'. It was an answer that got most to shut up because they didn't understand, and utlimately that's what she liked about it. Very few knew of her existance, for the ones that did didn't live too long afterwards, and if they did live they were merely empty husks with their souls taken from their bodies. The only lions and dragons she didn't kill ot take their souls if they knew of her were the insane or mad, or anyone that was willing to aid her; and that was very few and she kept in close contact with them, they were her friends after all.
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Kishi: A very young lioness who has a particular interest in my scythe. She's rather cute in my opinion, it's a shame she's so young. But no one stays young forever, if I meet her again when she's older I may be able to get something out of it. -sadistic grin-
Extra: Won in a costume avatar contest for Halloween '08
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 3:03 pm
 Font color: Brown
Name: Vixen
Meaning: One of Santa's eight tiny reindeer
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Lion
Flavor: Reindeer
Sexuality: Straight
Species Preference: Lion or dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Full of holiday cheer throughout the entire year, she loves meeting new lions and dragons and making new friends. Vixen always does her best to remain supportive of her friends and give good advice.
History
Born at the North Pole Vixen was raised around others like herself and used to being treated kindly by the small two legged creatures known as elves. As was custom at the North Pole there was no time like Christmas time and the residents of the North Pole did their best to hold up it's ideas all year long.
When Vixen became a cub she began learning about the reindeer games and took part in them, believing them to be all in good fun. In truth they were actually a way for the big man himself, Santa, to watch for the most talented and capable of reindeer to pull his sleigh on Christmas Eve.
Extra: Won in a scavenger hunt during the 'A Tropical X-mas' event, first scavenger hunt I've ever won. xD
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 2:53 pm
 Font color: #9C661F
Name: Donner
Meaning: One of Santas eight tiny reindeer
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lion
Flavor: Reindeer Vodka
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Species Preference: Lion or dragon
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Tribe/pack: ------
Rank: ------
Personality
Like the other reindeer lions and dragons on the isle(currently only Blitzen and Vixen), Donner is a party animal and enjoys nothing more than the Reindeer Games. One of the most athletic of Santas reindeer he almost always wins the games. Ever cheerful he's a team player and an all around good guy, a best pal if ever there was one.
History
Extra: SS gift from Ripple during the Tropical Christmas event, I LOVE YOU RIP. xD
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