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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 5:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:16 pm
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"Cause I know your out there. and your looking for me It's a crazy idea that, You were made perfectly, for me, You'll see... Just like the movies! Thats how it will be. Cenimatic, and dramatic, with that perfect ending..."
Prompt Response
Username:S u r f for L o v e
Prompt Number: Prompt 2 Your response: The day was chillier then he was used to, he thought to himself as the bright red eye'd colt stumbled and otherwise loudly trampled through the forest. He was ever the one to wonder, and found himself quite lost as he continued back the direction he thought he had traveled. "Aw...man... Momma will be so not happy with me..." His ears went back at the thought of ever disapointing his mother, whom to him was the most important individual in all of the world. He had a small flower circlet around his neck that he had picked and managed to weave for her, something he had become fond of doing since the snow melted, if only to see her smile.
His thoughts were wondering while his hooves kept up the natural pace, he only stumbled every once in a while now. having gotten much better at using his oversized foals hooves, all the while his eye's continued there slightly frantic watch for anything familiar. He could have sworn he had not wondered That far. It was around this time,that the wind shifted bringing the sweetest scent he had ever sniffed across his small muzzle. He stopped dead in his tracks, nose lifted up and eye's closing in bliss as he attempted to bring more of the tantalizing scent within sniffing distance. Suddenly he found himself moving again, though at a trot, then a soft canter before finally ending up in a mad dash towards the smell.
It was like he was in a trance, the world went fuzzy as he opened his eye's to finally witness what had produced such a wonderful smell. There before him on the ground, was a dying weasle. The little thing was covered in red, and Azura lost any thoughts that had been trying to surface as he watched the liquid form a small pool around the animal. If it were alive or dead he never knew, only that it was leaking the wonderful smelling stuff. and slowly without realizing it, he brought his muzzle to touch the liquid.
He regained conciousness as the sun was setting, completely forgetting about the smell, and having no memory of the blood, his heart lept in his little chest as red eye's looked up at a brilliant sunset. "Oh no! It's almost dark!" he shouted as a small ping of fear went down his spine. He started running, tripping over nearly everything, including his own hooves as he tried to find home. and then he was there, He had found his family! he was so relieved he ran up and burried his muzzle against his mother. when he finally pulled back he looked on confused as red was smeared on her fur where his face had been. He had no idea he was covered in red stuff, and no clue as to how or when it had happened...
"It's not like the movies, but thats how it should be. When he's the one you'll come undone. And your world will stop spinning, and it's just the beginning..." -Katy Perry
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:29 pm
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Plot Ideas Username: Baby Pandah Plot Ideas:These are the major ones. I am sure many more will develop as I go on. I would very much like for him to have plots with the family as I love the Cleaver family and I am already stalking them with Risti. Hehe.
1. You Don't Understand: As an adolescent, he will be very moody and rebellious. He will go a little blood crazy, rejecting his father's ideals and his own opinions of what is right or wrong. He will most likely seek out his ancestry at this point, hoping to find a place where he fits in better. 2. Intervention: I would like for this plot to take place between him and his sisters and possibly his mother. In this plot, they realize he is spiraling out of control with his desire for blood and that he is coming very close to hurting either himself or someone else. He will be very self-absorbed at this stage and will be in need of someone to pull him out of his painful mental state and risky lifestyle. 3. Like Father, Like Son: At one point (if possible, I know Deri is busy) I would like for Mattéo and his father to resolve their issues and team up or set aside their differences. Perhaps one of the girls has been kidnapped and the two of them set out together to find her, or something like that. It's some father/son bonding that the two have otherwise not had until this point. Although Téo will be distant from his father and rebellious against him at first, I would like for them to develop an understanding of each other and grow to love each other when he is older. 4. Learning Control: With his father's understanding and personal growth, he will begin to learn to control his desires for blood. It will be very difficult, but he will realize that what he was doing was harmful to himself and others. He will teach himself to control his desires, much like his mother reined in her method of obtaining blood. 5. Light and Dark Together: After he has gotten control of his desire for blood, I would like for him to perhaps join his cousin Risti in forming a herd. I have a bit of it fleshed out here but it is in beginning stages and wouldn't be formed until both his and her plots were caught up. This herd will be a safe haven for those who are different like Risti and that have a lust for blood like Mattéo, while simultaneously co-existing with those who do not have these darker leanings. He will help to teach others how to control their desires, how to help others do so, and so on. He will teach those who do not need blood to survive how to accept and help those who do. He will help to shine a light in the darkness and will help to eliminate the boundaries between light and dark in this herd.
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 10:00 pm
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Prompt Response Username: Baby Pandah Prompt Number: 4 (goin' backwards. <3) Your response:
"Mattéo Sinclair. Eh. Not really something I would have picked. It sounds too responsible, sounds too important, too romantic. What am I going to do with a name like that? Sweep a mare off her feet and live happily ever after? Ha. If that's what you think, you've got it all wrong. You know that feeling you get when you have expectations of something and that something lets you down? Yeah, that's me. I'm that feeling. Call me Téo, that's more like it. But either way, don't expect anything of me."
That was his philosophy on life. It seemed strange to him that anyone would expect anything of someone simply based on their name. His name was strong, full of life. But him? Was he worth that name? There was no way he could be better than anyone, no way he could be as good as his father expected him to be. He could never live up to his name, not the one his father gave him, not in his opinion. That pressure tore him apart. He would never admit it, his pride prevented that. The name fit him, sure, but the expectations that came with it did not. If he had the emotional capacity to tell his family how much he cared, maybe he'd be more suited to the name.
But all he was, all he could be, was just an odd stallion with a lust for blood. Blood...that was another thing. All that was expected of him was in his blood, but all that he had inherited was also there. So much expectation from his father's side, but a desire for something less glamorous from his mother's side. It bothered him to say the least, but no one would ever know that. They could guess at it, but he wouldn't admit it. That way, he could be whatever he wanted to be. He could do whatever he wanted to do. What's in a name? Nothing. That was his philosophy on life.
"I'm going to make my own expectations, I'm going to make my own name...You'll see."
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 10:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 6:51 am
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Prompt Response Username: Lunadriel Prompt Number: 1 Your response:
Romani had listened with the utmost amount of interest as his beautiful mother shared stories of their family. Most intriguing that he had Kalona as family. Romani accepted this as part of the balance of life, and his existence. If there was no Kalona in his lineage, he wouldn't be here either. He did have one question. Part of him felt guilty for asking. "I love you Mom. I know you would never harm me. You love me too much." he nudged her softly, with that coltish love that only a son could have. "I wonder though, is our whole family as accepting and loving?" His fear, was not for his life, or that they would harm him. The fear was for his mother. What would happen to her if they didn't accept him as a child? Romani didn't have a lick of bad blood in him, or at least that showed. He worried he might cause trouble for his mother. Belle assured him all would be fine.
Romani decided that as long as they accepted him as family, he would do the same in return. He could not judge them for who they were. He would love them, just as he loved his parents, if they would take it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 9:58 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:18 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:33 am
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Plot Ideas Username: LydaLynn Plot Ideas: * So these wings . . . ? Judiah is having trouble figuring out how to make his wings work for him. After struggling for a while, he finally, exhausted, asks his mother for help. After all, he can't ask his father and risk disappointing him. After realizing his mother, having no wings, is of limited help, he will come to the realization that the only one he has to worry about disappointing is himself and will go to his father for help. * What is that smell? Judiah is actually fairly tender hearted. He goes to great lengths to avoid even stepping on a caterpillar. But when he sees his mother hunting, he will follow, curious. At first he is confused and afraid, but the smell of blood draws him closer. Encouraged by his mother, he tries the blood. Judiah quickly discovers that no matter how compelling the blood smells, it is not for him as his stomach rebels and he throws up everything in it. He understands the hunting needs of the others in his family, but is quietly grateful to have avoided that fate. * Sisters! Judiah finds his sisters to be rather annoying. He loves them and would do anything for them, but sometimes he just wishes he had a brother, someone who understood him and wanted to play the kinds of games he was interested in. Trying to escape from the annoying presence of his sisters, he gets himself into trouble. By the time his sisters find him, he's concluded that he's stuck and is just waiting for something evil to come along and eat him. When they help get him out of his predicament, he finds a new appreciation for sisters.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:47 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 11:01 am
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