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 Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 10:50 am
 This lovely little girly is up for grabs. Want to know how? Simple.
This is a plot/concept contest, open to everyone. If you're interested, just fill out the form.
Starts: now
Ends: 5.29 @ noon pst
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:02 am
But, before you can fill out the form… here's the lovely family  The mother, Val'kyrn na Isay is a spiritual lady who escaped from the hands of two-leggers who were...unkind to say the least. She has a burning hatred for them, but she did keep the accessories they gave her, as rememberence. She is not the best of mothers, so if perhaps the daughter ended up lost or stolen or just disappeared, she would mourn her, but not go looking for her. If the daughter is strong, she will survive, if not, it is as the spirits will....
The father, Warrington Blackmoon is completely neutral and often indifferent to everything. Val somehow managed to get into his heart, where she remains firmly entrenched, a fact he does much to try to conceal. Such ties and affections are a sign of weakness, the only one he will allow himself, but only when there is no chance of it being observed. He has nothing left over to share with his offspring, though he will watch over them and protect them in what little ways he can. Much like his mate, if the daughter disappears or finds a new home, he will mourn as much as he is able, but he will also feel relief, knowing they will receive the care which he is unable to give....
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:47 am
Username: Reoakee
Foal's name: Isabel Blackmoon
Alignment: Neutral
Temper: Lost
Personality: Quite remembering everything she sees even she makes no comment on it. As an adult she will look out for herself first. It would take someone very important to change her ways but if they did she would be completely devoted to them much the way her father was to her mother.
Plot ideas:
Abandoned: her mother who is guided in all things by the spirits picked up and left forgetting something like a child.
I’m all alone: Growing up alone can be tough when you’re never sure who could be friend or foe. I’d like for her to meet some other Azerin.
Well no I’m not dead: I want her to meet a human who thinks that she is injured and tries to heal her.
What kind of thing are you: Isabel should meet some other Azerin that are unusual like herself *undead, monster like, or unusual in some sense of the word.*
Fate isn’t kind: I want Isabel in an RP with my fate sisters <3 She questions her mother’s actions and her father’s way.
Interesting to meet you again: Meeting parents is normally bittersweet but when none of them care is sit still called a reunion?
Follow me if you want: Someone who finds her ways enduring or perhaps someone she can follow and feel content becoming her mate and having foals with her.
Rp Sample:
From the time of her birth Isabel was forgotten. She knew what it was like to be left behind because that was exactly what happened to her. The day her parents left was like any other. The sun was shining and birds were signing. For the next day Isabel just stayed where she was waiting quietly for her mother or father to come back and get her. Hearing hooves she had been hopeful they had returned but to her disappointment it had been a group of Azerin who had passed her by assuming the gore seeping out from under the blanket was an indication that she was dead. She even herd a few saying what a pity it was that the young died so soon in these times. All that time Isabel never said a word. The strangers kept on their way and she stayed where she was.
Another day had passed and Isabel was thirsty. It was this desire that finally got her to move. Being so young she couldn’t really walk and ended up standing only to fall repeatedly. It took far longer than it should have before she was finally able to find water. Exhausted she collapsed sticking her maw in the water to drink. Spending the rest of the day on the bank of the river Isabel finally realized her parents were not coming back. The revelation didn’t make her sad but rather left her feeling empty inside. Alone in the world now she decided to stay by the river so she would have a source of food and water. It was sensible. Whenever strangers came close she would hide or pretend to be dead if she had no time. It was a good way to stay safe.
*launch into RP plot idea two or three*
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 3:39 pm
Username: manga_artist303
Foal's name: Vanja Valdis "Anya Blackmoon"
Alignment: Neutral
Temper: Taciturn
Personality: Quiet but not unhappy, Vanja is fascinated by others--though she isn't particularly comfortable interacting with them. When her "wounds" are pointed out, she can get very self-conscious. She is easily flattered, something she will come to realize is not the best trait when trying to find "the one."
Plot ideas:
Like Father, like Mother, or... - Vanja's adopted mother is very different than her parents. Will she pick up the sassy, opinionated attitude of Runa, inherit the reserved attitude of her parents, or maybe develop the angelic personality of her adopted aunt, Agnetha?
Motherly instincts? - Other Azrien that know Runa often speak of how rude and uncaring she is. I'd like to see how they--and Vanja herself--act when Runa does something to show that she truly does care about the filly she picked up.
Friends and Frenemies - Vanja meets some other foals. How does she react to them, and how do they react to her? Do they create false friendships, real friendships, or simply run away in fear?
You're going to do WHAT?! - Vanja's adopted aunt, Agnetha Valdis, has some very eccentric--and sometimes psychotic--suitors. What happens when one of them decides that kidnapping Vanja is the best way to blackmail the angelic draft mare?
Mom, meet Mom... - I'd like to have Runa (and possibly Agnetha too) meet Vanja's real parents--and possibly have an argument over the abandoned daughter.
What is this feeling? - Vanja develops a huge crush an another Azrien. Do they return her affections, or do they reject her? Or, even worse... do they already have a significant other? Does she even gather the courage to talk to the one she's fallen for?
Someone to make you happy - Another Azrien wins Vanja's heart (possibly the same from the previous plot, possibly different). Happiness is an emotion that she's not very familiar with; how does she react to this new joy in her life? And how will she react if the relationship doesn't last?
Pregnancy Panic - Vanja discovers she's going to have foals--and she panics at the thought. Who will she go to for advice, and will it help her? I want to use this to explore her doubts and worries about parenthood and further develop the relationships she's gained over her lifetime.
Rp Sample:
Anya had only got a little ways from her parents. It couldn't have been more than a few feet. She had only wished to much on the dandelion that was a little out of reach from her spot by her sibling and had wiggled over to the tasty flower. Then she'd waited there for a signal to leave. But it never came, and by the time she thought to peer out from under her blanket, there was no one in sight. She stayed there for a long while, waiting as less and less sunlight filtered through her blanket. The night was cold and she was shivering, but she didn't make a sound. That was, until a very large hoof stepped on the edge of her blanket. She squeaked, and the slow, rhythmic sound of the hoof's owner stopped. "... You alive in there, kid?" Anya wiggled in reply, getting a huff out of the large Azrien. "Good enough. Got parents?" The foal whined, this time getting a sigh and a grumble about being soft. "Well, come on, then. Follow me... Maybe you'll get lucky and Aggie will take care of you." Anya happily wiggled after the slow-walking Azrien, relieved to have found someone that would help her.
"Aggie" didn't end up taking care of her, but she didn't mind: the mare who had found her took care of her just fine. From that point on, she was Vanja Valdis, the adopted daughter of Runa Valdis, the grumpy, sassy zombie draft mare.
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 7:45 pm
Username:
Foal's name:
Mga'maysakit Blackmoon (blood name)
Mai Tempêtes (adoptive name)
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Mga is a rather sick azrein, causing her to fight every day for the breath of life. She is very weak, thus bringing forth a very light personality. She is easy to scare, but she is a fighter. Just a sudden change in her life and Mga might faint. Let's just say that life is a struggle for her.
Plot ideas:
The Sick Foal - Mga has always been sick, and it was no accident. The spirits have brought this curse to the foal in attempt of remembering the hardships of life. She would be seen to be rather weak, weaker than even a dying creature. There is not much that can be done to change the sick daughter's destiny.
Crying for Help - Mga did not know this, but her family had wandered up ahead! She expected for her other sibling to take notice, but she was always the remembered one of them after all. Still struggling to stand, for she still can not walk functionally, Mga is left alone. Abandoned.
Take Me With You - Mga obviously gets weak, not getting Val'kryn's nourishment and starts getting nausea. So she faints and a passing azrein encounters her half-dead. She begs for the stranger to take her with them and he/she does. (I am seeing this plot to be my stallion, Voltaire, who will take Mga under his wing, since she could look like one of his, but be raised by his daughter, Rougese).
more to come
Rp Sample:
Wait! Wait! The voice inside of the filly was screaming, trying to make way, but it was greeted by a burning fire in the throat. There was nothing much that could be done, anyways. Who would have wanted to even raise a child like her? Mga forced her eyes open, for they were always closed until now. Now. Everything looked different than how she expected. Her muzzle nuzzled with the sharp, but also soft, green fragments underneath her. Grass. How funny they looked. Once the foal remembered that she was sick though, she did get sick.
A knot was growing in her stomach as she saw three figures moving away from her. Her family. Wait! Wait.. don't.. leave me here.. Her eyes were getting heavier by the second as the sun rose higher, making the air much warmer. Like if it was time for a nap. Mga did not want a nap though. Screaming inside, she fought to stay awake, but could not. Her body gave way and she became still. Awfully still.
A few hours went by and that was when the awoke once again. The sound of hoofsteps. Her nose quivered, wondering who it was. Already, she knew it was not her parents. Her eyes opened, and she saw two azrein in front of her, staring.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 12:29 pm
I'd like to welcome Isabel Blackmoon to the family.
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