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I Know What Happens!
Pref: Orange Though it doesn't really matter, love them both.
Name: Aisa pronounced Ace-Ah
Domain: His Domain is to relaxing, Too bad he can't use it for himself..
Personality:
Bowl--As a bowl, very alone, very quiet, just listening to what goes on around. But hearing a soft song that seemed to come from within. It comforted him. He would imagine all beautiful colors and hopes to be, from what he learned listening to what was going on around him. He was picked up by a caring Noodle that gave him love and comfort. But there was always an empty spot in his heart that cried out for attention.

Child-- He is quiet, patient, and very very talented at playing Pachebel's canon in b. And only that song, but he could play it on any instrument, and no other song, even if he practiced very hard.. He was a happy child, but there was always an emptiness deep inside screaming out why was he not loved by his parents, why was he just tossed aside like he was nothing? He didn't make friends easily, because his issue with being abandoned.

Adult-- ????

Prompt Answer:
kit--
When he popped out of a bowl, he realized he was much bigger then his mom. He flung himself at his new mother who looked after him after he was abandoned. He nearly squished her. but she was laughing. Why am I so much bigger then you? he asked, after being explained that he was a god. He had seen many gods, all sorts of colors. So he was going to be as fancy as them? He thought to himself. He then wondered if he was a god, then so were his parents, why would they abandon him....was there something wrong with him? He held this deep inside for all his kit life, never telling anyone his thoughts.

Adult--
He grew up to be a happy adult, or so it would seem.... he had a great life, and even greater mother, well not real mother, but oh well. That's the kink in his life that no-one knows about, he has kept it hidden. Made him very paranoid and fearful of abandonment. He wasn't clingy, just paranoid that if he wasn't perfect and happy, he would be tossed aside..... like when he was a bowl. Would he ever meet his parents, and what if he had already had? Does he have siblings? Maybe they kept his other siblings and tossed him away because they could tell there was something wrong with him? He often thought about this, almost all the time.

There was a dark side of him, that he still needs to face the facts. Face his fears, finally show the deep down dark things he hides from everyone. Will he loose his sanity? It certainly can't be healthy to have all these thoughts boiling inside of him, going to burst someday, how will he handle it?

He definitively won't forget his god side, but the dark self could very well turn into a dark form of himself, like a duel personality. Things will get pretty difficult for him and for his mother. Something big is going to happen, a huge meltdown. It will tear him apart, it will drive him crazy, not at first, but after months go by, he will wear thin and then the crap hits the fan. (big plot, lots of rp, and complicated, with many emotions and situations that will probably break him)

After all that sorts itself out, he will go on a life long hunt to find one of his parents, by looking at his own markings, this will be a long and hard time. I hope he finds one, so he can get some answers to questions he has had since he was a kit that almost tore himself apart. If he never finds at least one, he will always have an empty spot in his heart that will probably fill with negativity. Might have more issues for when he has children. Another breakdown might happen, but nothing compared to the first one, and he still might have a second personality if that ends up happening in the first breakdown.

He will hopefully find a mate that will accept him and his many issues, maybe helping him cope and face the things he fears, maybe he will become more healthy with himself if that special someone cares enough. If not he may scare them away, since he isn't as good at hiding things as he was before the first breakdown. But basically, after the big breakdown, when things go negatively he just might switch to the dark side of him as a whole k ew personality then his normal self. Hopefully he can work that out, hopefully things will become happy with his new family.

I Know What Happens!
Pref: Orange Bowl
Name: Beethoven Thundastorm
Domain: The God of the Heavens ((Stars))
Personality: As a child he will be Quiet, thoughtful and raised with a respect for music ((He is named after his father's favorite composer)) and a sense of equality to his housemates and adoptive father. He will not fully understand that's he's different from them until it's pointed out to him. Happy as a child he will become more depressed with age.Though even as an adult he will retain the utmost respect and love for all of them who raised him, he will remained scarred by the reality that he wasn't wanted by the two people who were suppose to love him the most.

He found as a kit that he had a knack for remembering stars and their constellations and he took a bit of comfort in the fact he was good at something interesting. Everyone at his house was good at something to do with Music, except maybe that Nerdy Tarot lady she always seemed to be caught up in her cards, so he felt better knowing his talent was unique. He decided the stars would be his domain so that he could have something that would only be his.

Prompt Answer: Beethoven sat at the island in the kitchen lazily staring out the window at the early morning sky. There were still some visible stars, but just barely. The sky was lightening and soon the sun would rise. He always woke early so he could get a glimpse of the stars before he started his day. Not that he didn't know where they were all the time, it's just that he couldn't see them.

"I still don't see why you haven't even attempted to search for at least one." His attention was dragged back into the kitchen by his father's voice. He loved his father as much as any son could, but he hated when he started to ask concerned questions. It made him feel... Small, Like he was a child again.

He sighed finally forfeiting his reasons to him, "Dad why would I need to learn about being a God if I am one? It makes no sense to ask someone how to be what I already am."

Raijin just nodded in response and turned back to the stove, as Beethoven knew he would. His father was not one to ignore a logical answer when given one. "Okay, Then what do you plan on doing? You can't stay in your room for all of your life. Don't you want to meet someone someday?"

He had to restrain himself from laughing at his father's questions. Him? Him have some one to care for? Who would want him? He managed to quiet the laughter in his voice before answering his father as not to offend him, "Maybe but I can't really see myself with anyone, now or later down the line."

It was true though he failed to mention that it would be because of his issues with self esteem because he did not wish to see Raijin angry at him. No parent would be please to hear their child talk that way about themselves and he learned quickly how much it upset his father. He had been Zapped more then a few times for insulting himself in front of him, though he had never been Zapped for anything else. It seemed important to Raijin that Beethoven thought better of himself.

"Good Morning!" Beethoven smiled as Carna danced into the Kitchen. She always seemed so peppy, even in the early morning. She nabbed a piece of toast and sat down next to him, munching lightly on the it.

"What are you up to this morning Dear?" Raijin asked her. Beethoven found it funny that his father called Carna and Shade both dear but not Kokoro or Tarot Lady. But then again they were the only two that called him Uncle and he could not see him ever calling Jazzy dear. Actually the thought of it was almost comical and he chuckled to himself as he brought his attention back to the kitchen again.

Kokoro had come in and sat down at the large table behind him and Carna had moved to sit and talk with her mother or in her case talk at, either way Both seemed happy to see each other. Veasna was playing with her tarot decks again further down the island. Shade seemed to sneak in to the kitchen holding onto that plushie of hers and she hugged his father "Morning Uncle Raijin, Morning Beethoven."

"Morning Dear." Raijin hugged her back and she snuck away to sit next to her Mother and Grandmother. That left the always goofy Jazzy to sleep late as usual, Beethoven was glad about that. Jazzy and his father always seemed to get into some kind of argument about music and no one needed that in the morning. He guessed it was time to join the table as he hopped off his stool, sitting down again as Raijin brought over their breakfast.

His housemates were a strange mix of hyper, shy, musical and quirky but he guessed he didn't care, either way they were what he got. This was his family he looked out for them ans his family looked out for him, self-esteem problems or not.

I Know What Happens!
Pref: Orange Bowl (but I like both)
Name: Harvest Moon
Domain: God of Autumn
Personality: Harvest is cheerful and energetic. He can't stand sitting still with nothing to do, so if there's no work to be done out in the fields you can usually find him taking a walk, in the kitchen experimenting with food, or just trying to find something that needs doing.

Harvest so confident and self-assured, it's hard to bring him down. Point out anything that seems to be a negative cloud in his life and he'll just laugh point out the silver lining. It's hard not to be charmed by this optimistic, good-natured fellow. Of course this can also be seen as him burying his head in the sand and refusing to see a problem just because he doesn't want to deal with it, which isn't the case. Yes, he's stubborn about wanting to focus on only the good in life, but that's because he believes in the law of attraction. Think about good and good will come. If a serious problem ever came up he would be the first to acknowledge it, and do his best to fix it.
Prompt Answer: (as an adult)

"Ya know, maybe we should find you a teacher."

"Wha'?" Harvest looked up from the pumpkins he'd been picking and gave his dad a bemused look. "A teacher for what?"

"Well, just this...," Dirk trailed off, gesturing vaguely at Harvest. "You know," he added, when Harvest's look of bemusement didn't change, "this god thing. Maybe there's things you need to know that I just can't teach you."

Harvest hummed thoughtfully under his breath, considering it. "I guess it couldn't hurt to talk to another god or goddess," he said slowly. He nodded, resolve firming. "Alright then. But after the harvest. I mean who knows how long it'll take me to find one. Can't just leave an old man here to work all by himself," he added, eyes twinkling.

His dad just laughed. "Old man? Don't make me whoop you like a kit just to prove how spry I still am!" The pair chuckled and went back to working. A long moment of comfortable silence passed between them, then...

"Think you might find your parents during your search?"

For the second time that day Harvest gave his dad a bemused look. "Find my parents? Already found my parent. He's standing right here, asking me all sorts of odd questions!" Shaking his head Harvest went back to work, pretending not to see the warm smile Dirk gave him or the small, happy tear that ran down his cheek.

I Know What Happens!
Pref: OrangeBowl.
Name: Lushancie
Domain: Butterflies
Personality:

Lushancie is a soft spoken and a shy god. He doesn’t exert his power or abilities ever. He is not overly strong willed and not at all forceful. He doesn’t use violence and is a bit of a hermit due to his lower than normal self confidence. While his guardian has done the best he can by Lushancie, Lulu has a hard time accepting that his parents didn’t leave due to an imperfection in himself. This causes a self esteem issue that leaves him blaming himself for things that are completely out of his control. Regardless, it isn’t a de-habilitating problem, but it does annoy those around him rather quickly. Aside from this, he is kind with a love of nature. He has no interest in the advancements of technology and has been known to become stressed and fearful if placed in a situation where he is surrounded by it, so large cities and lots of people scare him. However, that isn’t to say he doesn’t like people. He is a social person and likes to cuddle with those he is close to. His abandonment has left him with the want to make sure those that he cares for know for a fact that he cares for them greatly. His biggest fear, aside from being alone, is to have people doubt his love and affection.


Prompt Answer:

Lulu sat tucked between the paws of his father. Chalice, the bunny, was explaining to him a few things about his past. Lushancie was one that often found himself often wondering about the past. He liked to know about what things had been like when he was a bowl. Chalice seemed all too willing to answer. The two had bonded and become a quaint little family over the course of Lulu’s bowl and young kithood. Chalice had taken to being the guardian of a child well despite everything and Lushanice’s perchance to blaming himself.

“Did I get into a lot of things?” Lulu asked, looking up at his father. He was a teenager now, almost a full adult, and somehow, even with his size, he still managed to wedge himself in between his father’s paws. Chalice gave a light, chiming laugh. “Oh my yes, even as a bowl you managed to find trouble. Loved to be outside though. I suppose that is how we figured out your calling as a god.” He fell silent for a moment as if remembering something before he spoke again, running a paw through the hair on the top of Lulu’s head.

“The first day you got out I was so worried. Forgotten to let me know where you were going and I was new to this at the time. I stepped outside and what did I find? Not my little butterwing, but instead a mound of butterflies. I was so concerned that at first I passed right over you, didn’t even know it was you till you chimed.” Chalice said with the sweetest of smiles as he poured them some more tea. Lulu gave a bright smile as he nibbled on a crumpet.

“Did I really? Oh goodness I don’t remember. I’m so sorry I worried you!” He exclaimed and nuzzled up against his dad. “Oh posh.” Chalice stated waving a paw as he shook his head. “Think nothing of it. We were both new at it.” He said with a gentle look in his eye. “New at what? Living?” Lulu asked, curious as to just what it was Chalice meant at this point. “Oh good heavens no, at least not for me. New to being a son and new to being a father. We hadn’t grasped how to be a family yet.” The little bunny said, grabbing the child and hugging him lightly.

“Has there been any news on my conception donors yet?” The godlet asked, tilting his head to the side. He had long since stopped calling them his real parents as he knew how that upset Chalice. The day he had found out that he upset Chalice with that simple comment he had fallen into tears and apologized a million times over. It had been quite the day and had taken Chalice nearly three hours to calm the distraught child down.

“Nothing we don’t already know. I can’t seem to figure out where they are, just who. So it leaves me wondering if they didn’t just vanish off the face of the planet.” He commented in an amused tone before he looked at the godlet tucked between his paws. The male had grown much too large to be doing this, but he somehow still managed it, even if his wings hung out, his tail flopped over and his paws were splayed out in odd directions. “It’s not because they found something wrong with you… I promise. There isn’t a thing in the world wrong with you.” He smiled and ran his paw up and down the god’s back.

“People keep saying that, and I want to believe them… I just can’t.” Lushancie shook his head and tucked it down and under his father. “I love you, dad. I’m sorry.” He whispered, and it was that soft little voice that broke Chalice’s heart. He leaned down to nuzzle the child and cooed softly at him, a strange sound coming from a rabbit. “I know you do, and I love you too. More than anything and there is nothing to be sorry about. I am sure one day you will see what I do.” Chalice whispered back as he nuzzled his son.

“How about you go outside and play with the butterflies and I will head to town and see what else I can dig up. I know how you hate big cities, so I won’t make you come with me. Just rest awhile and make sure to lock the doors should I not be back before dark. I doubt that will be the case though.” Chalice said as he pulled back to look down at the male.

“Alright, I can do that. I like outside, just don’t be gone too long alright? I miss you and don’t like being alone for a long time.” The god said moving with an awkward grace to stand up and get out of the way so his father could move. “Be safe and come home soon.” He whispered, and with that the two parted ways, Lulu heading outside in their mountain home and Chalice making his way into the town.

(( This one as we can see is much shorter and took me far less time. I decided to do a snippet out of their lives instead. Sorta like a cut scene. Because after seeing the length of my last one I just... couldn't do that to you guys twice. XD Don't worry though, I have just as much inspiration for this one as well. |D I could have kept going or started before this point. Also I own Chalice so no worries there. ))

I Know What Happens!
Pref: Orange Bowl
Name: Dimi
Domain: Discord
Personality: Dimi is loud and overbearing. Since he was abandoned he does everything in his power to get noticed, whether it's by bullying others or messing with their stuff or constantly talking into their ear, he'll do it. Those who ignore him ignite his anger making him go on a tirade usually resulting in damage done to the surrounding area either by himself or his powers.

He is easy to displease and even easier to anger. The grudges he has are kept for life and they can't be fixed. When he's slighted, and after he goes on his tantrum, he constantly thinks of ways to get even and isn't afraid to hurt everyone around him. He's bitter and passionate and all over the place. It's his way or the highway.
Prompt Answer:
Why won't they notice me? I'm big and able and can do things like they can, so why doesn't someone come and ask me to join them? They don't have to be related to me, if my parents came back to pick me up now I would spit in their faces and tell them just where they can put their maternal or paternal instincts.

As soon as I emerged I knew I belonged with them but they don't care. Those gods and goddesses act like since they're older they know better. I know that's how they feel. Just because my powers cause problems they all stay away as if I'm the plague or something. Stupid STUPID!

The ground shakes under my feet slightly and I know problems are happening but I don't give a crap. A couple of friends who were laughing seconds ago start to yell over things that happened in the past. This always happens when I'm pissed. Disruption, chaos, problems everywhere I step. Probably my fault we got left in the middle of nowhere by our parents. Probably my fault I hardly ever see my brother anymore. A tree starts to collapse and it gives me a sadistic pleasure to watch it fall. To know I'm the cause and that it's happening because of my anger. I'm the one responsible.

Fine. If the others don't want to invite me in I'll just have to show them all that it's worse being my enemy. I'll scare all the mortals, split up couples, force drama into the lives of everyone and if my parents show up......well then I'll give them the worst of it. No one will escape this. If I'm to cause mayhem I'm going to cause ALL of it. Everything will have my paw prints on it.

They'll pay. I'll make them all pay.

I Know What Happens!
Pref: Black Bowl
Name: Lethe (A river of Greek mythology, one of those in Hades domain. Souls about to reincarnated were forced to drink it's water, thus forgetting everything about their past lives before being granted a new one.)
Domain: Forgetfulness, the repression of memory.
Note: Lethe cannot alter his own memory, or that of his brother; Mnemosyne. In fact, they can override each other, cancel each other out. If one were to act upon another noodle, the other would be able to undo what his brother instilled.
... Much to Lethe's vexation.

Personality: He is definitely the more dour of the two brothers, though he would call himself a realist. A little darker, a little more self-serving, Lethe isn't evil... he's just sure that he'll benefit. Otherwise what's the point of the effort?

Prompt Answer:
Well wasn't this just frustrating.
Pacing angrily upon the well-worn floor, he glowered until his forehead hurt from all the creasing.
Stubborn! The fool! How many times must he try to explain? So they were abandoned, so what? What did it matter? How would finding their true parents help them now? If they were even alive, that is. It wouldn't change anything, couldn't take away the bitterness.

Not that his ever-loving brother ever seemed bitter, now did he. Lethe sneered as he turned around again, shaking his head in disgust. He could never understand how he'd so easily forgiven, even if he hadn't forgotten. There was nothing to say to their birth-parents as far as he himself was concerned. No answers to be sought.

But altering their adoptive family's notion of their parentage, now there was an idea! ...If Mne would only let him do it! He wouldn't take much... just that moment they were conveniently found is all. Just make them forget about finding the two helpless bowls, if they lost that memory perhaps they'd forget he and his brother were simply adopted. Surely it would be easier to play along in this little charade that they were just ordinary kids to these common folk if they stopped treating them with that despicable pity.

He couldn't take any more of it. The way they looked him, at Mne, as if they were something sad or fragile. As if his little world would shatter at the mere mention of being adopted. He was not so soft as that! In fact he was nearly grown now, and this argument with his brother was growing rather worn and stale for his tastes. Soon he could spread his wings and be rid of this place! But where? Where would he possibly go?

Lethe sighed and noticed he had stopped his pacing. His brother was right in one thing, it was hard to know where your future lay if you didn't know your past. Though that was something he felt more comfortable with, then perhaps an unwanted truth.

Maybe if he just tried to explain it to Mne one last time, he could convince him to give up this fool's errand. Besides, they could search the whole world over and never find them. Wouldn't it be better, kinder even, to just forget and move on?

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Plans for the future:
Lethe is the balance to Mne, and they need each other to function as a whole. Whatever happens, the two will stay together. Though there will probably be plots that test that relationship.

We don't plan on them ever finding their real parents, and I doubt they'll ever seriously look. Lethe certainly isn't of the mind to search for them.

As for who takes them in, we're toying with a few ideas, as there's been some good plot suggestions, but that's up in the air obviously since we're not even sure we'll get them.

Thank you for this opportunity!

I realize this wasn't a team-up rp contest, but Mouse (Gin Rin) and I couldn't help it with the ideas and plots. We would appreciate it if we were either picked together, or not at all! We love the concepts we've come up with, and would like them to stay together <3

I Know What Happens!
Pref: Orange Bowl
Name: Bunosi
Domain: God of whispering winds
Personality: As a bowl and as kit he wants not to be left alone. He wants the feeling of abandonment to go away. As an adult he is happy and free going. He loves his mother very much and is still undecided on finding his birth parents.
Prompt Answer:

The world was enormous to the young Bunosi. He felt little with no parent by his side. He felt unloved like the world was against him. Why? Was he really un-special and the world hated him. Or was he different. The dark shadows hid him in the forest of dean. He was silent and alone. He trembled from the cold, the cold of hate.

The shadows lightened up a bit as the sun rays pushed into the deep forest. A young noodle was strolling by, in hopes of findings. Her blue dressed ripped at the seams from the outgrowing them. That was her style. Bunosi eyed the girl was this his mother coming back for him or was it a thief here to steal his beautiful gems that laid near him.

The young girl walked past him just as a ray of gleaming light sparked Bunosi's gems so elegantly. The girl stopped and looked over towards the shimmering. She smiled at the sight. It was breath taking. She never thought she would find a a gem that precious out in the deep dark chilling forest. she walked over to it and looked closer. It was something more than just a gem, it was attached to a bowl with noodles. She eyed the bowl. Was this some kind of sick trick her father was up to?

Bunosi looked at that noodle that stepped closer to him. She was very lovely but was she his mother?

Chime, Chime, Chimmme His voice sounded elegant to him. Unfortunately all that young adult noodle heard was chimes blowing in the crisp wind. He clinked his chopsticks together like as if he was waiting for her answer.

The girl listened to the chime. Where was that chiming music coming from, it was peaceful like a streaming river.

Chime, Chime, Chime

There it was again. She looked up and then back down at him. The chimes was coming from the bowl. What magical bowl was this!? Was it possessed with demons! She looked down at it carefully and then seen the bowl's chopsticks click together. She jumped up. It was, demons had a hold of the little bowl. She tried to see if there was a way to see them but she couldn't.

She sighed and turned around, this pasta bowl was something else and she really liked the bowl but was it really worth taking it home, it had to belong to someone. She started to walk away.

Bunosi looked at her and decided to follow her. He flapped his little angelic wing and followed her all the way home. She wasnt far away from where he once was. He looked around a small a tent she lived in. It was something he never seen before. He watched her walk into the tent and he sat outside the entrance and chimed his heart out. He wanted to be loved and protection something he didn't have until he met her. With her he felt secure. He turned around and started to sing, he wanted her to come out and get him. He was lonely and he knew it.

The young girl came out of the tent, she heard that chime, the same chime that she heard in the forest of dean. She looked down and seen the bowl. It followed her. She was shocked how could such a little thing get here. She questioned it's ability, and then noticed the wings. How graceful they looked. This bowl was very special but how special it was yet to be discovered!

She smiled at the bowl, and picked up the little bowl. She was growing attached to it and with that she took the bowl into her house. Inside the house it looked bigger than what it does on the outside. She took the bowl to the most comfortable room in the house. The living room. She set the fellow down on the pillow and went about her business.

Bunosi was in complete shock, not the fact she was willing to take him in, the fact that he had a home. This had to be his mother, it just had to be. He chimed with happiness.

Weeks passed and the young girl came to notice a mystical mist coming out of the bowl. She went over to Bunosi and looked at him. The mist flew up her nose and tickled her. Ahhhhchoooo She sneezed on the bowl! Gross. She looked at him and said, "Oh my, I am very sorry! Let me get something to clean you up with." She walked away to grab a towel.

As soon as she turned away, little Bunosi grew into a kit. He yawned and stretched his wings. He was bigger, bigger than what he thought he was going to be. He was half her size. He looked around for her.

The young girl came walking around the corner to where the bowl was. She glanced up and screamed. 'Ahhhhhh!' With a terrifying look she eyed him up. "What are you? Where? How? Why? Where did you come from?" She rammbled on. She was stunned, a kit, but why?

The boy looked up at her and smiled. "I'm a Bunosi. Who are you?" He silently crept closer to her. He wanted to thank his mother for taking him back in, but wanted to know why she abandoned him in the first place.

The girl looked at him, "I- i---I am Anica." She was curious how did a kit appear. Was her slobber magical? No. That was just gross. "What are you doing here?"

Bunosi smiled at her, "You brought me in here remember mom?" He paused and then looke at her with his wide eyes, "Why did you abandon me in the first place mom? Was i not what you wanted?"

Anica looked at the kit, "Mom? Im not a mother. What are you?" She paused and then looked back at him, "Your parents abandoned you, didn't they. I will take care of you young one, if you would like?"

Bunosi looked at her in horror, this wasn't his mom was it? She didn't even look like him in the first place. "Oh im sorry, I think i want to find my birth mom, maybe..but for now, can you be my mom? I don't want to be alone."

Anica looked at him, "Yeah i will be your mom, and you can decide that when you are older." She smiled and held him close. He was protected for now..

OMG Guys this was the HARDEST thing ever to judge!

But after much deliberation Leo and I have finally decided on some winners!

We'd like to congratulate AislingJuno for winning the Orange Bowl.

And Shadica is taking home his brother the Black Bowl.

There were a lot of great entries and we had a really hard time deciding. Thanks to all who participated! <3