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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 6:54 pm
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The Mother.
Quote:  Personality
Reii Yuki is by far one of the kindest Soq you will ever meet. Sparkling morals slightly naive and generous almost to a fault.
Shes also rather Book smart knows a few languages but sometimes the obvious escapes her so she comes off as rather ditzy.
Quirks
~hates to do anything with her appearance hence why her hair is always braided~
~ she cant see very well unless she is really close to something so it seems like she has no regard for personal space. she is also perfectly unaware that she is even really that close~
~ due to running into things a lot her memory lapses often but it doesn't last long . . .at least most of the time~
Likes
0- Flowers
0- Flying
0- being helpful
0- Meeting new people
0- The Ocean
0- Flying through Storms
Disslikes
x- Very Little
History:
If there is one thing she never forgets its the sound of the waves crashing and breaking against the stone out cropping of cliffs. The cliff where her her parents had first met, where they had life mated, where they had birthed and raised her and her brothers.
however that was long ago her mother during a long flight got lost at sea never to be seen again. Her father died of a broken heart not long after unable to carry on without his love. As for her two brothers well no ones really certain ware they went. one day she just woke up . . .alone . . .completely alone. abandoning her to save their own skins. not that she could blame them. With her poor eye sight and fragile health it was the most logical option for survival.
Normally she had her two brothers to help her navigate and to make up for her terrible sight but suddenly she had no one. for months she wondered about aimlessly surviving by nothing other than sheer luck. then one day the snow began to fall heavily so heavy that her luck ran out. Snow melted on her coat and wings she was beginning to freeze.
Feeling tired (hypothermia) she laid down in the middle of the open field unable to go any further letting the snow begin to cover her. just as her eyes began to grow heavy and freeze shut she heard the jangling of bells.
a moment later someone tripped over her. managing to look up she saw something most suppriseing.
"eh whats the big idea tripping people!" said the light green soq that tripped over her.
"i-i-im sorry." she apologized wearily
"BLAKE!!" shouted two voices at once in angry tones a small red headed human and a scary looking skull masked mare.
"Thesh-ah come on we have to get her someplace warm." said the human
" No we cant move her your not strong enough to lift her and Blake and i might snap one of her wings off if we try." the scary one advised "dig the snow out from around her we will have to use body heat until she warm enough to move on her own at least far enough to get back to the tepee."
Suddenly all three of them were tearing at the snow around her in no time they had cleared it all away down to the grass and dirt below. then all three of them huddled around her. eventually she found the strength to look around more clearly the green Soq laid to her left snoring to high heaven. On her right laid the more imposing one she seemed to be acutely alert constantly watching in every direction her ears swiveling back and fourth. But perhaps the strangest of all on top of the large pile and under a large blanket was a small red haired human girl.
"You gonna be all right just relax get some rest." said the imposing mare shifting a little.
Hours passed and eventually she had rested enough for them all to hobble to their tiny warm tepee. Slowly but surely they nursed her back to health even giving her some kind of bitter supplement that over time cleared her vision a little. at least enough to ware she could wonder by herself but it wont ever be totally cleared up.
Eventually she learned their names and decided that it would be best to repay their kindness by making them her family. A family that would never leave her.
Attitude toward the Baskets:
She loves you so much its nearly smothering. you are her love her light and her joy she holds much hope for you.
The Father
Quote:  Name: Jericho
Personality: Jericho is not an open stallion, he prefers to listen to others sharing things about themselves rather than sharing things about himself. If he has to talk about himself, he will, but if a topic comes up that he does not want to talk about, he'll avoid it by any way possible. Jericho was raised to be well-mannered and polite to anyone he meets but when he feels cornered, he'll either leave to cool off or become snappy and frustrated. He does have a bit of a temper. When he does need to cool his temper, he likes to be near the ocean since it calms him but if he is no where near one, he'll make do with another body of water.
Since Jericho and his mother often traveled at night, they didn't meet too many other soquili. The ones they did meet were adults. Due to this, Jericho often played by himself and even now, as an adult, he doesn't have any friends. When he was younger, he often asked his mother many questions, he was so curious. But, because she is also very secretive, she didn't answer too many of his questions. So, whenever they did encounter someone new, Jericho would ask them questions instead. Even now as an adult, he is still very curious.
History: Jericho was raised by a single mother in the mountains during the warmer months while during the colder months they always traveled to the west coast to be near the ocean. Jericho enjoyed the colder months the best because even at a young age, he adored the ocean. There was something about it that called out to him. The moon, especially when it was full, called to him as well but he liked the ocean more than the moon. He and his mother often traveled at night, she had been doing this for quite some time and felt that Jericho could handle it as he grew up. She also often told him that she wanted to see the stars as much as possible but Jericho is sure there were other reasons, even though she never told him them.
Regardless of the fact that they were often on their own, Jericho felt he had a fairly good foalhood. He was loved by his mother and he always had somewhere nice to sleep, food and water. But, as he grew older, he knew something was off. His mother looked nothing like him. The only similarities between the two of them were some personality traits. But, Jericho has not yet asked his mother about it and truthfully, he doesn't think he ever will because he is afraid of her answer. It is possible he takes after his father more but Jericho has many doubts about this. In actuality, his mother, is not actually his mother. Jericho was abandoned in his basket by whoever his mother was because she disliked his mutant features. The mare he thinks of as his mother ended up finding his basket and decided to care for him.
During one night at the full moon, Jericho realized he had a gift. A gift he is proud of, even though his mother urged him not to show it off too much. At the full moon, Jericho is able to control the tide (Note: His children do not have his power.). Throughout his foal years, he played around with his power, testing to see what his limits were. Currently, only he and his mother are aware of this power he has. When Jericho became an adult, he decided to leave his home in the mountains (they were living in the mountains at the time) and go exploring. He ended up finding the Kawani Lands. One night he encountered Reii Yuki. They spent time together around her home by the ocean. He has recently found out he will be a father to two baskets. As of right now Reii Yuki and Jericho are not together but he has chosen to live with her so that he is there for their foals. He never had a father figure and he doesn't want that for his children.
Your Mothers familiar
Quote: 
WHO THE HELL IS THIS?: His name is Eddie and he is your mothers familiar.
Quirks:
Is a cross dresser
Loves make up
Likes women
Doesn't get along with males
Likes:
lipstick, good food, girly things, cute everything
Dislikes:
Getting dirty, being made fun of for being a cross dresser.
How he Feels about the baskets:
Outwardly happy about them but is really kind of jealous for the Moment. he will get used to you in the future perhhaps you can be best Buds but for right now he doesn't like sharing his Reii Reii with anyone.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 1:38 am
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 3:09 am
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 1:21 am
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 3:38 am
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UserName: Crimson tears 14
How many Soq Do You have?:err...none *sob*
Name : Tempest (F) Enlil (M)
Personality: loves adventure and has Reii Yuki's love of storms. is facinated with the ocean, all the life and wonder it holds, the mysteries of the deep down. A bright and carefree personality with a love of doing wild things are all part of him/ her. He/she can get excited about things quickly...maybe a bit too excited.
Temper: Radiant
Which basket are you entering For: basket 2
Prompt #: 2
Prompt Response: (For now tempest is a female, that may change)
The thunder rumbled overhead. Tempest's puse quickened. Her heart thudded and she couldn't sit still. The perfect storm...well to her, every ocean storm was perfect. The rush she felt was unlike anything when she gazed at one. They were so beautiful. She turned to her mother. Reii Yuki lay in a cave with her sister. Why wasn't she out there, dancing through the storm? Tempest were her, she would already be out there, the rain in her eyes, the spray of the sea in her face the wind in her mane. One day. One day she would fly through it. She would feel the rain in her face, the wind in her mane. She would dance, dance with the waves as they rolled and crashed. Tempest couldn't sit still, the blood pumping through her viens. She ran further into the cave, her home.
" Mamma! Mamma! Can I fly through the storm this time?" A massive grin was on her face as she spoke. Her words coming out quickly as her excitement grew. Maybe...just maybe this time she could.
" No child, You're wings are not ready and you are too little! You would get hurt! We can't have that! No, you stay here in the cave, it's warm and safe." Stay in the cave...? Why? Tempest knew her mother loved the storms as much as she did. But...her mother had said no. Maybe she had a point? She new Reii cared, but...she was either in the cave, or in the shallows of the sea, under the carefull watch of her mother. It was getting suffocating! And it became even more frustrating as her hunger for storm-dancing grew. Tempest wanted to fly. She wanted to fly with all her being.
She trotted to the edge of the cave. This was it. She wasn't going to tecnically fly through the storm, just a few flaps. Her mother might not even notice. She streched out her wings to thier full width. This was it. This was it. Whup One powerfull stroke. Not enough. It did nothing. " huh..." She tried again, more rapidly. Over and over. Still nothing. What she needed was a running start. To jump off the edge and let the wind help. She started forwards, adrenalin pumping. Almost there, so close.
"Tempest! " her mother darted infront of her, blocking her way. Tempest skidded to a halt. " What are you doing?! I told you no. I don't want you to get hurt. " She sighed, shaking her head " the day will come, but for now, come back inside" Reii nudged her back to the bottom of the cave. The day wouldn't come. Her mother cared too much for her safety to let her fly. But oh, how her heart longed for it. She cast one, long look back at the storm, the rolling waves, and sighed. she whispered
" I just wanted to fly like you...
Do you have any plots in mind?: A lot of things come to mind but I like this one the most: When she's an adult I want her to be someone who makes all the depressed soq happy. She'll take someone really dpressed and show them how much fun flying in storms can be.
Anything else?: nope
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 4:19 am
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 5:24 am
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UserName: ewagan
How many Soq Do You have?: 1
Name : Female: Lumia || Male: Lior
Personality:
If Female:
Lumia will have a gentle personality, sweet and kind. She is very shy and reserved, always blushing in embarrassment from something. A wallflower who enjoys spending time with her parents or alone, just watching the ocean as the tides rise and fall. She enjoys watching storms but not being in them. She has her father's love of stars and stays up all night to watch them twinkle from above. Lumia is too timid to stand up for herself, and thus is rather easily taken advantage of.
If Male:
Lior will have a wilder, more outgoing personality. He has his mother's love of storms, often following her out into the pouring rain and rumbling thunder. His favorite part of storms is when lightning splits the skies and illuminates everything. He has a zest for life and will try anything, spends his time making friends and playing with them. He has a surprisingly thoughtful side, and will sometimes bring his mother or sister little gifts of seashells or coral. He does have a very strong competitve streak, which leads him to be very hard-headed about certain matters.
Temper: Lumia: Gentle || Lior: Exuberant
Which basket are you entering For: #1
Prompt #: Prompt #2
Prompt Response:
Lumia:
The sound of waves crashing on the shore was a pleasant thing to wake up to, Lumia thought sleepily as she rose. Stretching herself a little, she looked around to see the cave was empty. It was still dark outside. Had they abandoned her? Perhaps they all had gone out to fly without her. Lumia bit her lip gently, feeling very scared. What if something bad happened to her? But she should at least take a look outside right?
Taking a few hesitant steps to the mouth of the cave, she almost immediately heard her brother's shout of laughter as he pranced around. "Lumia! Come join us and have some fun before breakfast!" He called out, running towards her and splashing saltwater everywhere as he came to her. She bent her head and flinched as the water hit her, but gently headed out anyways. Now she was outside, she could see her parents flying above them, supervising while still coming down every now and then to splash water at her brother.
Her first steps into the dark sea were chilly, making her shiver as she waded in until her knees. Lior's vivacious smile and laughter made a smile tug at her own lips, and soon she lost her reservation and was happily splashing water at her brother while her parents watched on indulgently from above.
"The ocean is just great isn't it?" Her brother shouted at the top of his voice. A laugh escaped her as she nodded in agreement. "Indeed it is!" She exclaimed loudly, very unlike her usual self. But she loved the ocean, there was no denying that. Soon, the eastern horizon began to lighten as the sun rose, throwing shades of orange and yellow into the skies and tinting the ocean a deep red.
Truly, the ocean was beautiful. With her family around her and the ocean surrounding her at every moment in her life, what more could she ask for?
Lior:
A gentle nudge from his mother made the young foal mumble something about five more minutes. Lior was sleepy, and he did not want to get up yet. It was comfortable here, in the bed of seaweed.
"Any longer you'll miss the storm." His mother answered in response to his pleas for another five minutes. That made him wake up instantly. Jumping to his hooves. the foal eagerly followed his mother out into the pouring rain, just as thunder rumbled loudly over the skies.
"Here it comes." He whispered excitedly as he lifted his face into the rain. The wind lashed at him in a fury, trying to knock him of his feet. The just at the right moment, lighting flashed across the skies, creating a bright streak amidst the iron-grey clouds that covered the sky.
A wave of exhilaration washed over him. How he loved the wildness of the storm, the fury of Mother Nature lashing out at the world, the way the winds made the ocean churn, turning it into an amazing sight. He looked at it longingly, wanting to jump in and immerse himself in the dark, swirling waters and let them carry him away. But that wasn't a good idea, and his father had made it abundantly clear that under no circumstances was he to ever do that, for it could mean his death.
But at least he would be able to fly through a storm one day, just like his mother often did. His wings would grow stronger, and then he would be able to dance with the lightning, race it across the skies, chase it wherever it went. It would be glorious.
Despite his already dripping coat, Lior took a few more steps forward until he reached the water's edge, feeling the strength of the waves as they swirled around his hooves and ankles. Yes, one day he would conquer the storm, and with it, conquer the angry ocean that he adored so much.
Do you have any plots in mind?: Ehh. Getting lost in a storm perhaps? Would make for some interesting RP.
Anything else?: Frankly I'd love either one of these baskets, it doesn't really matter which. xD And I write a lot. Like a text wall most of the time. xD
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 8:40 am
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 11:25 am
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I will be using feminine pronouns, but the personality will be the same for a colt or a filly. =)
UserName: Kareswynn
How many Soq Do You have?: 1.5
I fully own Dean and co-own Victoria with ~Kiana_Nala~. ^__^
Name : Reiina Yeriho (female) // Yukito Ariha (male)
I chose these names because of the similarity of Reiina and Yukito to Reii Yuki. Ariha is the Arabic name of the city of Jericho and Yeriho is Jericho's name in Hebrew.
Personality:
Quote: Despite her moonlit, starry markings, Reiina is has a brilliant personality. She is one of those personalities that burns as brightly as the sun, making her the oddball in the family. Brimming with boundless energy, she is optimistic, self-confident, loving, loyal and very, very adventurous. On the surface, she is nothing like her father or mother, but when you look deeper, you find she has a good heart. She tries extremely hard to ensure that all those around her know they are loved and special and very little is able to get her down or keep her down for long. She is intelligent, tenacious, willing and generous.
Her family and friends are the most important things in the world to her and she will never turn down one who is in trouble. She will often forgive a grievance against herself, but beware… Should you try to harm someone she loves, know that her grudge is lasting and her revenge will be disastrous. She can also be brutally honest, if you ask her for the truth, you will get it. There is nothing she hates more than deception and manipulation. She doesn’t lose her temper easily, but if she does, you’d be safer if you were miles away.
Like anyone though, she has her downsides. She can often be overconfident in her abilities… you know what they say about pride coming before a fall. Should she manage to fail, she can be a bit of a sore loser, though not openly. She will tend to brood over the loss for a while before rebounding back to her usual happy self. Also, as energetic as she is, she is always moving forward and can often miss the subtle signs that others around her are having problems. She is a dreamer, but she often charges ahead with her dreams without ever forming a plan. Luckily, she seems to be able to find a way, despite a lack of plan, though this could catch up to her one day.
Like the sun, she radiates warmth and love on all those whom she loves. However, it might be hard for her to find a lifemate because, like the sun, those who get too close to her have a tendency to get burned. Her future lifemate would have to be someone who has a high SPF personality.
Like many Wind Soquili, she suffers from a mild claustrophobia. Nothing debilitating, but she would much rather be soaring the skies than stuck in a cave underground.
All in all, she is a radiant, healthy, sentimental visionary.
(Again, this personality would be the same if it’s a boy.)
Temper: Vivacious
Which basket are you entering For: 2
(Honestly, they’re both beautiful and it’s hard to decide. ^^ If I won, I'd happily take whichever basket the other winner didn't want.)
Prompt #: Prompt #2
Prompt Response:
Taavi is a familiar I have. He is explained in the “other plots” section. ^__^
Quote: Reiina couldn’t sleep.
The small filly had been awakened from a deep, dreamless, hard sleep; the kind you don’t want to wake up from. Try as she might, she just couldn’t sink back into that deep rest. She tossed. She turned. She rustled her little wings. It was no use, she was awake.
Eyelids as dark as night opened to reveal golden eyes. A quick glance around the cozy cave where her family took shelter was enough to tell her she was the first awake. The mouth of the cave was dark; it wasn’t even dawn yet. The last thing the restless little filly wanted to do was lay there until morning, but she didn’t want to wake her family either, so she carefully rose to her hooves and snuck to the cave entrance, trying very hard to muffle the little clicks her hooves made on the stone.
Immediately as she stepped outside, Reiina was buffeted by the wind. No wonder she couldn’t sleep, a storm was brewing! The air practically crackled across her skin and how she loved the feeling. Already, excitement was beating through her body like a heartbeat and she gave a wild toss of her mane before taking off at a gallop up the high, sandy dunes separating the family’s cave from the beach. As she crested the sparsely covered dune, the tough beach grasses scratched at her legs and she reveled in the familiar feeling, closing her eyes to take it all in.
At the dune’s highest point, she stopped. Her eyes remained closed as she drank in the familiar feelings and savored that moment of anticipation…
Golden eyes opened once again and Reiina was flooded with feeling; awe, love, excitement, the call of adventure. Words could not describe how much she loved the ocean... It was almost like a family member; the caring, life-giving mother, the powerful and tempestuous father and the wild and playful sister. Below her, briney waves crashed against the windswept beach, lit only by the pale, pre-dawn light. The music of the surf seemed to laugh her name. On the horizon, hanging over the wild gray waters was a wall of high, dark clouds, both imposing and beautiful. Salty breezes danced around her, calling her to ride them.
She would heed that call.
A voice from down near her hooves startled her from her reverie, “You know you’re not supposed to fly during storms. Not until you’re older.”
Reiina jumped back with a yelp before lowering her head to level a steady, reproving gaze on her familiar, “Taavi!” The young ferret with fur the color of burnished gold sat back on his tail and fixed her with a smug little grin.
The filly glanced reluctantly back over her shoulder at the cave where her family slept. She loved them with all of her little heart. Her strong, silent father who loved Reiina and her brother with everything he had, even if he didn’t show it quite like other fathers. Her kind, loving mother who sometimes called her by her brother’s name (Reiina thought it was hilarious and was encouraged by Taavi to use it to her advantage). Even Eddie with all of his odd little quirks and dry humor. And finally, her brother; her perfect counterpart and partner in crime.
Reiina knew Taavi was right. It was dangerous for a foal her size to fly in a storm and she’d been forbidden to do so until she was older. She didn’t really want to disobey, but she wanted to fly so badly. A little flight wouldn’t hurt… right? She shifted her wings, “The clouds aren’t here yet, I’ve got time.”
Taavi grinned brightly, showing his sharp little teeth, “I knew you’d say that!” He scampered up her foreleg and Raina could feel his little paws twisting in her mane as he settled down. When she looked back at him with one eyebrow cocked, he replied with, “You didn’t think I’d just stay behind, did you?”
Reiina grinned and tossed her head, lifting her delicate little nose to test the breeze. Small, midnight blue wings beat experimentally at the air a few times. The young female’s already powerful hindquarters coiled tightly before she sprang into the wind with wings wide open. Her friend, the Wind, obliged and lifted the tiny Soquili with a strong updraft.
With a happy laugh, Reiina soared away into the open sky.
While I always try to write substantial RP replies, I don’t usually write huge walls of text like this… I guess I just got carried away. XD
Do you have any plots in mind?: Yes! Here are just a couple, but I've got more brewing...
Troublemakers // I have a ferret familiar here by the name of Taavi who is currently unattached to a Soq. His personality doesn’t really fit with my other Soq, so if I won the basket, I’d like to attach him to the foal. As you can tell, Taavi is a tricky little guy. He’s secretive, mischievous and loves to steal things (so watch your valuables!), but he has a heart of gold. He’s almost like a playful little Robin Hood. I would love for him to get this foal and a friend or two (or maybe the other sibling) into some (mostly) harmless trouble.
- Also, it might be funny to see how Eddie and Taavi interact. XD
In Over My Head // As evidenced by the personality, this foal has a tendency to bite off more than she can chew. I can see her perhaps being swept out to sea, caught in a storm or facing down a deadly predator because of her pride. She’ll need someone to pull her out of the fire.
Blurry // The foal will have inherited her mother's bad eyesight, but it won't be apparent at first. Like a young human who would need glasses in middle or high school, her sight will start getting blurry in late foalhood/early adulthood. She will deny it of course, not acknowledging something that is making her weaker. She will have to come to terms with it somehow. Maybe her family can help?
Family Plots // I’m definitely open to plotting with you guys and the winner of the other basket. =D
Anything else?: Not that I can think of… Thank you for doing this! <3
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 1:41 pm
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UserName: Looneytaz82
How many Soq Do You have?: Just 1, Amira
Name : Female~ Ziva (Meaning: brilliance, brightness);Male~ Zerah (Meaning: brilliance)
Personality: The foal is very smart, and has learned from all of their surroundings. The foal has also adapted to be there for his/her mother. To be a guide and assistant for her, if they are needed.
Temper: Dedicated
Which basket are you entering For: Since I must choose, #2, but I Love them both.
Prompt #: 1
Prompt Response: This response is for either gender...
~ It was a warm summer day and the foals were playing by the water. They were being like normal children, and sometime got carried away. Ziva began using her wings to splash up water. Zerah got soaked. He tried to dry his wings by flapping them, but Ziva just splashed him again, this time though she got her mother wet.
Reii Yuki was a bit farther away from the foals, but just barely made them out. "Zerah" she yelled, "thats enough of that!" "But mah," he replied. "It was..." was all he was able to get out before he started to hear the snickering. Ziva was laughing under her breath, hoping thet her mother would not hear her. Suddenly Reii Yuki spoke again, "Ziva, was that you that splashed the water?" Ziva snickered a bit louder as Zerah waled over to his mother. Finally the young foal spoke. "Yes mom, it was me," Ziva said. "I didnt mean to get you all wet."
Reii Juki looked down at her young son. "I'm really sorry I yelled at you," she said, "You and your sister look similar to me from that distance." Zerah was used to situations like this, and he knew that she felt bad about situations like this. "Its ok mom, dont worry about it," he said. They nuzzled a bit before Reii Yuki spoke again. "Go off and play with your sister, just try to calm down so I don't end up like a wet dog again," she giggled.
Do you have any plots in mind?: I have never been involved in a big plot, I usually just see what hits me as I RP, but I'd totally be up for any that we all can come up with.
Anything else?: A big THANK YOU for the opportunity to tr for another basket.
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