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 Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 4:56 pm
L'Etoile
 Exile
It takes your mind again
Exile
It takes your mind again
You've got suckers' luck
Have you given up?
Does it feel like a trial?
Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?
Exile
It takes your mind again
Exile
It takes your mind again
Oh, you meant so much
Have you given up?
Does it feel like a trial?
Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?
Does it feel like a trial?
Now you're thinking too fast
You're like marbles on glass
Vilify
Don't even try
Vilify
Don't even try
You've got suckers' luck
Have you given up?
Does it feel like a trial?
Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?
Does it feel like a trial?
Did you fall for the same empty answers again?
Vilify
Don't even try
Vilify
Don't even try
Vilify...
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 7:15 pm
Name: L'Etoile
Meaning: "The Star" in French
Nickname: Toi
Gender: Female
Seer: No
Alignment: Lawful Good.
Mother: -
Father: -
Siblings: -
Mate: -
Offspring: -
Pride/Pack: Kitwana'antara (Huntress)
Build: Average
RP color: Teal
Obtained: K'A RP contest! 8D
Colorist: Nerp! <3
Add-ons by: -
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 7:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 7:21 pm
Personality: L'Etoile prefers to be left alone, in general. If you talk to her, she'll talk back and is generally quite nice. She tries to pull out the best from herself that she can. She cannot be riled up; she won't let herself get to the point of yelling. She is very diplomatic. That doesn't mean that she can't hold her own- she can if she needs to- but she's very good at remaining calm. However, she will not discuss her past with anyone Unless she ABSOLUTELY needs to. It drudges up way too much pain.
There was once a pride of nomads in the roguelands... They were a pride where gender nor color played a role in where you fell in society. They were young, just and fair leaders who had never abused their power. Leaders were given no special treatment other than the respect of the rest of the pride- they upheld the few rules there were and they ran any pride-wide events- these were the sole entitlements of the leaders. The pride was pretty open to anyone who wanted to join, no matter your species. It was with this mindset that L'Etoile was raised. However, they also had the philosophy that no matter how good things seemed, you must not let yourself be placated. You must always be willing and able to defend what you had- your freedoms and your philosophies. For if you were weak in this way, they would certainly be taken from you.
Toi was the heir, her father was the king, but he died of old age. However, her mother continued to live as the queen. Heirs were selected in their late juvenile stage and were brought up from there to specialize in the duty of the pride's leader. Toi was seemingly destined for it... She was a great huntress, a decent fighter, and had a sense of dignity to her. Out of all of her extended family she was the one who had worked the hardest and showed the most promise.
L'Etoile's mother died of a disease, ((not from the plague that killed off the canon TLK characters, a different one,)) and the girl, then freshly an adult was forced to take her place. Though sad, she assumed power and began to work on bettering the pride. She planned to cut down on lost energy and make things more efficient by ceasing with officially planned hunts, and she made a few changes in pridal rituals. She had yet to choose a mate, but that would be difficult for her to do quickly... She was still mourning her mother's death, and she felt things needed to stable-out before choosing.
However, there were those lurking in the darkness of the pride looking to take that power for themselves… and to abuse it. While the pride's leaders believed firmly in being able to defend what they had, the majority of the pride trusted the leader to take care of them. There was a lot of potential to take over, and one of the males in charge of this little project had gathered a number of supporters. He was so convincing, in fact, that he had no need to use extreme force- all it took was himself, a couple of pridemembers that would be given preferential treatment, and a couple of rogues. It wouldn't be long before the dark lioness was out, and darker lions were in.
One night shortly after her ascendance to the throne, L'Etoile got a rude awakening from one of her guards- he cried out and was silenced moments later. Now awake, more sounds reached L'Etoile's ears. Cries of anguish, mothers begging to have their cubs back...
She was confused, but she knew something was dreadfully amiss. She emerged from her den to find the leader of the rebellion- someone she knew. A good friend from her cubhood stood before her den, blood on his claws. She questioned what he was doing, and he explained that she was too soft, and that the rule of the pride no longer belonged to her. If she promised to step down without a fight, she along with the rest of the pride would be unharmed.
She knew it wasn't true. Even if she gave up power and they didn't kill her, they would then be under the rule of the usurpers. But what chance did she have? Her whole pride was held hostage.
After considering her options… she gave up power. She would rather die herself than cause the rest such extreme pain that she knew would come if she resisted. She was escorted to the center of the pride, but unlike he had promised… And as she thought, they were not going to keep up their end of the promise. She was to be made an example of, but L'Etoile had different ideas.
The queen managed to flee from the lands, not sending out a single blow herself to any of the usurpers. She was no longer what she had been trained for her whole life.
With no more purpose, Toi took on the roguelands, wandering here and there, eking out what some could call a living. Something, though, was wrong. Anyone who talked to her could determine that she wasn't truly there...
She found herself chasing a herd of prey beasts for a few days, where they led her into the Kitwana'antara's lands. Having never left her own pride's lands, she was completely oblivious to where she had just found herself before a kill made by a diseased member and, thinking herself lucky, ate it, thus catching the disease herself. A pride member found her not long after, and she too was quarantined. Fear began to overtake her; the first emotion she had felt since she had managed to escape. While her mother's disease was not the same as this one, some of the symptoms were the same… She knows now that the disease is deadly, but is terrified and haunted every day. She fears that she will die as her mother had, but also that stragglers from her old pride will track her down and underfall the same misfortune as her.
For a short time close to when she quarantines herself in the pride, she will greatly resent the pride for infecting her, but she comes around to accept it and try to make the best of a bad situation. Still, she seems to always be lost in thought.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 2:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 4:34 pm
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