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 Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:13 pm
Remembrance and friendship
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:18 pm
Answer:
Remembrance!
Thank you everyone for playing, it was fun looking these up and I hope it was fun playing!
Our winners go as followed:
#1 - -Yasha Alchemist with 24 points
#2 - icy baby black and blues with 21 points
#3 - mewmew kittykat94 with 19 points
#4 - heartspoint with 11 points.
Post in order of your winning spot in my work thread with Gender, breed and the spice so you don't get the same one. <3
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:20 pm
Fun game, grats other winners. :3
My first noodle. T 3T
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:21 pm
Congrats to the winners!
=3
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:21 pm
Gratz Yasha, Ice, Mew, Heart |3
It was a fun trivia 83!
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:22 pm
congrats all and thanks tiro for the super fun game.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 3:35 pm
Holy fungi batman! I'd like to bid 950k on this fun guy!
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:06 pm
Username: Mewsings of An Angel
Noodle's Name: Eywa'nihil
Entry:
She stared.
The grey forms were tall as mountains in my view, yet there was no sort of greenery in sight. How? How could they live in such a place? She suppressed a shiver at the thought of being surrounded by cold metal and concrete buildings from birth. She felt her heart grow a little smaller, shocked. How could they destroy the air they breathed?
She walked a long the cold grey road, her eyes hoping to catch a glimpse of something that was not a hologram, or some replica of what should be real. She was rather disheartened, for no matter which way she turned, it was exhaust fumes, litter upon the ground, and tall structures of sky-eating grey.
She continued her walk, observing the horrid human environment, wondering, always wondering how they could live like this and be happy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:46 pm
Holy fungi batman! I'd like to bid 1,000k on this fun guy!
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 6:10 pm
Username: icy baby black and blues
Noodle's Name: Inwaila {In-Why-Lah}
Entry: Her light footsteps echoed down a lonely alleyway. The sights, the smells, oh how they offended her very being. Discarded and undesirable objects were strewn everywhere without a care. Her lungs burned with the stench of death of the planet. As she slowly made her way towards the mouth of the alley a gasp escaped her mouth as she stared out at a vast steel jungle. It was a metropolis of insane proportions and a complete shock. So many beings trod the hardened paths that wove between buildings of steel and brick. "How can they live in such a place?!" she exclaimed to herself as she made her way out into the madness of the city.
Inwaila wandered aimlessly for what seemed like it could have been hours or even days! Her mind was lost in trying to pick apart this strange land. She lost count of how many times she had been bumped into, stepped on, and yelled at by the natives of this bustling madhouse of the city. A pure disgust washed over her entire being as she felt like this world that she heard stories of being once so beautiful was now nothing more than a dump for the entire humanity and a victim of their inability to care.
She began to wonder if she should just go home, just get away from this place she felt called to, when she stumbled upon this little piece of heaven. Oh what a lush, green, wondrous little place! There were beautiful trees, flowers, and even small animals running about... all strange to her in the most beautiful way. Inwaila carefully stepped onto the plush green that covered this area and giggled with glee at the feel. Why her entire body glowed and shuttered at it! "What is this place? It's amazing and beautiful!"
A small and quiet voice popped up next to her "It's a park." A small child of the native type had noticed her, and being quite curious, had came over to inspect the unusual animal. She was all smiles as she clasped her hands behind her back in an effort to refrain from touching the vibrant creature... her momma always told her it wasn't polite.
"A.. park?" Inwaila mimicked. A small smile began to perk up the corners of her mouth. This park was a wonderful place.
The little one nodded. "It's so much fun! You can roll around in the grass and climb trees and even... she leaned in closely and lowered her voice to a quiet whisper "pick the flowers when nobody is looking."
She couldn't help but laugh at the little one. Oh what a precious creature she was. But as soon as she laughed she felt a twinge at her soul. "Little one... why is this the only place that is beautiful?"
Tapping her chin and thinking on the question the little girl simply said "It's not."
Tilting her head, Inwaila looked at the child feeling puzzled. "There are more places like this? But I've looked all over and found nothing, but death of the planet!"
"Yeah... It looks like that around here but there's lots of forested places and parks and all sorts of stuff like that!" She twiddled her thumbs and looked up to the sky. "There's lots of yuckiness, but lots of people are trying to help the Earth by cleaning it up and finding other way to do things better and not make so much pollution. Right now my class is working on a project and going out to pick up garbage and stuff like that~"
Feeling a renewed faith in the natives to the planet, Inwaila laid down in the grass and took in a deep breath. Maybe she didn't come here to see what she wanted, but maybe... just maybe she could find a way to help them restore their planet.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 7:11 pm
RP Contest Entry
Username: ShirouEn
Noodle's Name: Anthas
Entry: I can hear you.. my heart.. it mourns for you.. can you hear it? Or have they already taken that from you? . . .
It was a sweet sight, as I stepped from my ship, flicking my tail side to side, the flower in my tail wiggling lightly, glowing in the midst of the night. A smile lit my face, and I continued walking, hearing the soft breeze from my ship leaving me behind. A new world, a new place explore, another heart to hear. I touched my nose to a flora nearby, and I heard it's song. The plants gave me their tale, the flowers, their story, and the air whirled around my fur. What a feeling it is, this planet now.
"Little flower, tell me your story." I asked quietly, nudging the pale pink petals of a nearby flora. "I grew in this forest as long as I have known. I know no other world. It is lovely here, my home."
"Strong oak, won't you whisper to me your tale?" I asked, pressing my paws against it's firm trunk. "Year's I've spent here, much I have seen. I spread my children each year and wade past the seasons. It is lovely here, my home."
"Dear vines, won't you give me a song to remember?" I asked, brushing my cheek against the greens. "Growing here is a blessing. The waters give us life, the sun, our nourishment. It is lovely here, our home."
I could feel it.. the beauty, the earth. These plants were happy, this place, was a happy place.
My ears perked up lightly, the vines around them wiggling lightly as they bounced and caught a sound which I knew not. I walked toward it, slowly, paw by paw. "Don't go that way." I heard the clovers whisper. "Stay here, where it is still lovely." The moss chimed, as I turned my head toward them. "Oh plants, what do you mean? Is there a place which where this happiness does not breach?" I inquired. Silence.. What had quieted the plants so? I could feel it, their fear. I stepped past the bushes which tried to hold me back, wary of the forest's warnings, but needing to know. What could cause such agony to these spirits? Oh how I learned..
"What.. what is this? This place.." I whispered, shock filling my dark cerulean eyes. I heard it, the pain of a thousand needles.. no.. so much worse. So.. so much worse. What was this sight? This water.. it was rusted away.. Those ridges within it's surfaces were not waves no.. The sea was bleeding! I stepped from my high mountain, sliding down the small hill and making a brisk run toward the oceans, only to step on burning rocks. What were these? Why was the ground so straight and rough? Where was the grass? The leaves were screaming. Why were they? I too screamed as I discovered. I barreled back, coughing a fit as a metal monster raced by. What was that? So fast, so loud, so dark.. I squealed as yet another flew past. Oh how scared was I..
Turning to look, I ran across as fast as my young legs would take me. I touched warm sands, but cringed, and nearly turned straight back toward that burning rock. "Perish the thoughts.." I whispered to myself, shaking my head violently to push the images from my head. Those poor animals.. Everywhere there littered corpses of birds, turtles, fish of every nature and kind, all tainted with the same rust that stained the water. I turned my head side to side, looking for anything, anything that was alive. Anything that could explain to me the horrors before my eyes. An older native stood by, and I made my way past the corrupted sands to him, sadness welling deep into my eyes. "Sir, can you explain the misery here?" I asked quietly, as the elder took notice of my dark blue at last.
"Ah.. a strange being you are. You haven't heard of the spill?" He inquired of me, but I shook my head. Spill? What could've spilled into these waters and turned all these lives to their death?
"Ah. Young one, you are both blessed and cursed with ignorance. This spill was the result of an explosion out in the sea. Miles away, as we speak this very day, a blown oil gusher leaks into the sea tons of oil. Our world is trying to clean it, but we are proving unsuccessful. Mankind has once again made a mistake."
The elderly man told me the tale of woe this planet suffers. Asphalt was the burning rock I stepped upon. Cars, the name of those monsters which rolled past. This oil, is what fueled them, what they ate and what these natives value so, and also, what has tainted the waters so. He spoke of vast buildings, towers of steel and empires of metal. He told me the tales of building, how this earth was progressing to a technologically filled future, and yet all I could see before my eyes was regression. I could hear it, the screams of the grasses that grew by the sand. I could smell it, the taint that was murdering so, the sea.
I could see it. The pain of this earth.
I left the elder behind that night, for that forest that I had come from. Bidding adieu was hard. I liked that man. He knew too, the heart beating within this nature. He had told me there were many people like him, who also knew, but many more, who did not. I could feel my heart both wretch is sorrow and in determination. I stared up into the starless night. The stars were hiding too, this miserable air, their fear. Smog as they called it in this world. I turned my head, and I could see the vast steel empire that the man spoke of. The flowers spoke to me as I passed by them, asking of my plans.
"Dear flowers, I will tell you. I am going to find more natives that do not know. That are too as the elder says, blessed and cursed with ignorance. I am not enough to save this world, this nature. I am hardly enough to save you." I whispered, nudging my cheeks against the flora. "But I will try. This world has hope, the elder told me. I am sure too, that it does. I hear it in you, and this forest. Places like this, where it is still beautiful. I hear it, your radiance, and I will do all I can to respond to it."
The next dawn, I parted from the forest. I was a foreigner to a strange land where dreams of starry nights were fleeting, where as years would go, black and gray would conquerer the colors that Mother gave us.
"April 20th, 2010 my children. Remember the day where mankind had made a mistake. Animals are suffering, as are plants. The earth is bleeding, and only you, the future, can heal it's wound." I spoke, young children gathering curiously around my form as I smiled to them. I would teach them. I will make these children understand the plants as I do.
They can hear me, my death Mother Earth. I wish you could too. This heart beats in mourning, but also, in hope. There is a future awaiting you. I will bring it to you.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 11:50 am
Holy fungi batman! I'd like to bid 1,050k on this fun guy!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 2:29 pm
Holy fungi batman! I'd like to bid 1100k on this fun guy!
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