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 Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 6:47 pm
Your Name: xXSakura_ForeverXx
Prompt you chose: 2
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesn't have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Sensitive, Conflicted
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response:
A young colt by the name of Flint had finally become strong enough to leave his basket. Once he was free, he was overwhelmed by his surroundings. His nose twitched, it was so sensitive. He smelled delightful smells and saw beautiful sights. His head swirled with all these new senses. Flint promptly plopped himself on the ground in attempt to ease the whirling. His head felt like it could fall of at any second and his nosed burned with these new scents. The sitting did no good, so he got up, and steadied his footing. He looked around with his crystal clear sight picking up on every detail, however important it may have been. He wandered off after a butterfly, his thoughts scrambled as he tried to figure out why the butterfly flew with such ease. He thought of a way, and was quick to test on himself. He jumped up and pumped his hooves but, alas, no luck.
Flint tried to explain everything logically from that day on, which seemed a challenge. This new life outside the basket was very hard. Sometimes he felt as if he wasn't even attached to himself. As if his limbs moved on their own while he held on desperately to his mind and thoughts. He thought angry thoughts about this... thing inside of him. He vowed to get rid of it before it got rid of him. He searched through his memories and tried to find a logical explanation. I hate you, Flint snarled in his head, somewhat at himself.
I hate you, too.
Flint jumped back several feet and hit a rock, damaging a hoof. He cursed silently as the voice in his head chuckled maniacally. Why'd you do that?!
Do what? It asked.
You know what! he fumed back.
No, I'm afraid I do not, it replied in a calm, placid tone.
Flint's natural instincts kicking in, he tried to analyze it instead of hate the thing inside of him. What could it be? A-am I delusional? No, impossible! I've never had so much as an absurd reasoning!
The voice stayed quiet as the colt sorted things out.
Flint had a sudden emotion change. He dropped to the ground. "I... I don't know," he whispered. I-I'm... a failure...
Why such the de-
Flint cut the voice off and ripped into its thoughts. You! What are you?! You're a monster... You aren't a part of me! Y-you can't be...
So strange for a-
I will NOT give up! I'm not going lose to an inexplainable thing!
Please, there is no need to-
I will not calm down! You are the intruder here! Not me! He paused, internally conflicted. I... feel like I have no control...
You have some control, Flint. You shouldn't, but you do. Try to stand, it spoke.
As instructed, he attempted to stand, only to struggle. Something made it hard, like they were fighting him for control. You... have control... You're that strength I can't face... Aren't you?
Well, not that I like the way you perceive me, yes. I am that "force" holding you down.
Flint gave up. He let the force take control, making him sink to the ground. I give up, he thought quietly.
The voice had no response to his surrender. It made him stand and walk. His head hung and his once bright eyes dully stared at nothing. Something was wrong, and they both knew it. Was submission really so hard for him? The voice no longer spoke to him. It searched the colt's thoughts and memories for the word. It quickly found what it was looking for. The one word that described Flint.
Depression.
Flint had seen this once, maybe twice, around him. His life was so joyful and lively that there was no reason for such a feeling. But now, nothing mattered anymore, it didn't make a difference no matter what he did or tried to do. Every once in awhile, he would try to see if the force inside was still there. Each time, the voice, or force, was silent but there. He moaned and looked around. His bright eyes no longer sparkled and the world had no meaning anymore.
Now what? he thought lifelessly.
I don't know, you shouldn't be alive still, yet here you are...
So, what, I'm a failure? Big surprise... He tried to be sarcastic, but it came out all wrong. Nothing worked like it should anymore.
No, you're not a failure. You're strong-willed and persistent. Honestly, I'm surprised you lasted so long...
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth smugly, and the force let him take control. Even with this control and power, he felt it fade and slip from his grasp easily.
I would've let you maintain your control for a little while, you know.
Flint gave an internal shrug and sighed. What does life hold for me now, anyway?
With no reply from the voice, Flint laid down and drifted into a deep slumber.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 7:58 pm
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Your Name: Toadies_Soarys
Prompt you chose: 2
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesnt have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): sweetand tenacious
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: Discouraging
Prompt Response:
(I named her Onna because it means creature in Tolkien Elvish)
Onna woke up and looked around. She blinked because of the bright light filtering in. Wait a minute, light? There was light? She was used to the semi darkness of the basket and rather LIKED the dark. Squinting, Onna looked around for her lid, but it was no where to be found. "Fine, I donwanna be in ta baskeet no mores anyhow" she thinks as she snorts. "Wheres mah momma?" Onna looks around, hunting for a familiar rump.
"MOMMAH?!" No signs of her mother anywhere nor, her father or siblings.Not even man. Not that she would approach a man, her parents had warned her in the basket of strangers on 2 legs... "How silly, 2 leggies, how does they gallop?" Onna walked around, looking at how pretty the tree's were, how green the grass was, and how pretty the clouds looked. She saw a flower, and decided it was so pretty, she just had to eat it. And as her mouth closed around the flower she felt a buzz in her mouth. "A buzz, do flowers buzz. I does not think so." She quickly spat out the flower, and stared at it carefully. Suddenly a bee flew out and buzzed at her angrily. Onna laughed letting out a high pitched whinny.
Her ears pricked up. "wha waz dat?" she thought with a start. Onna looked around...and saw no other horses. "i wonders who maked dat funny sound" she laughed again, then stopped startled. It was her! She whinnied again and was so happy she bolted. This new world was so much better then her basket, even if it was a little bright.
As she was running, she noticed the feel of the wind through her main, and the sound through her ears, it sounded like... like... other horses? Onna surged forward and skidded to a stop when she hit the top of the hill. There below her was the herd, she had found her family. She walked down, tail held high, ready to face the new world around her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 6:28 am
Your Name: EvilMadness666
Prompt you chose: #1
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesn't have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): corious
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response:
(male foal)
The day was perfect for a walk. So sunny and warm. As a youngest child our little hero is quite curious little fellow who has to be constantly kept on eye. He leads a careless life and does everything he likes. And like always he was happily running around following his family when he heard his dad say.
'' Don't go to far from us or you'll get lost. ''
He turned his head in his direction and said so many times repeated fraze.
'' Yes father. I won't. ''
But because he wasn't the only child and had so many siblings it was hard to watch on all of them because of that only split of second was enough for our little hero to get himself lost. Now how did this happen? Well he was running from flower to flower when he spotted one big beautiful butterfly. It looked as if it was colored with all the rainbow colors and he couldn't resist it he had to take a closer look. But when he came closer the butterfly flied away so he followed it and bit by bit he distanced to far from others. So when the butterfly had enough of this game and flied high in the sky and our foul saw the game has ended he turned to get back to others only to see there is no one there. At first he was confused.
'' Mom?... Dad? ''
When there was no answer he felt fear growing.
'' Mommy?! ''
And then fear mixed with panic so he started to turn around and yell calling for his parents.
'' MOM!! DAD!! ''
He thought hard trying to remember which way he came from and started to run hoping to find them where on the same place they were when he wandered of because there is no way they would leave him behind. Or would they?! There was no sight from them and his fear only grew clouding his eyes with tears. So while running around half blind he tripped over something and fell quite hard. He turned his head to see what was it that he tripped over and there he saw strange brown stone with... with fur?! And then the stone moved and it could speak too and for the moment the foal stopped crying.
'' Hey watch where you're going! ''
Shocked with new situation tears clouded foals eyes again and he started to cry again. Seeing little foal so sad brown rock felt sorry for him cos he didn't want to be so rude and he was more surprised that hurt.
'' Hey don't cry. I didn't mean it that way. It didn't hurt that much. ''
But the foal didn't stop crying.
'' Oh come on. Did you hurt you're self. ''
Foal started to calm down as this strange brown rock approached him and for a moment he forgot what had happened.
'' I'm sorry. I didn't see where I was going. My name is Vidar. What kind of rock are you? ''
Brown rock smiled. This foal was funny and he started to like him.
'' I'm not rock silly. I'm a bear and my name is Orso. Why are you crying did you heart you're so much. ''
The foal was now calm and there were only few lone tears flowing from his eyes.
'' No it doesn't hurt any more... I can't find my family. We went for a walk and I saw a big butterfly and went too far from them and now I can't find them. ''
The little bear thought for a moment. He looked at the tall tree standing beside them and he got a great idea.
'' Maybe I can help. I'll just climb this tree and see if I can see someone. Can you describe you're family for me? ''
The foal looked at him with interest.
'' You can climb? ''
The bear smiled as he was climbing and listening to the description of foals family members. As he reached top he saw one big Soquili looking around and it seemed to him he was searching something and it seemed as he fitted to description of Vidar's father.
'' Hey Vidar I see someone that fits you're fathers description in that direction. ''
Little bear showed the direction with his paw and the foal was already on his legs running and shouting.
'' THANK YOU ORSO! ''
It was not long that he spotted his father and although he knew he was going to be punished he was glad so he continued to run to his father.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:35 am
Your Name: Syaoran-Puu
Prompt you chose: 1
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesn’t have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Inquisitive OR Adventurous
READ RULES, do not PM anyone discouraging them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response:((I will RP the little foal as a male, however if the basket turns out to be female I am happy to adapt I just wanted to ensure the prompt was personalised <3))Prompt 1 o1o
Coming from a family of eleven you are the youngest foal of all nine kids. You and the rest of your family where going for a walk when a distraction appears. What distracted you? Why did it? In doing this you become lost, not really knowing which way your family has gone. What do you do about it? Do you find your family or stay lost? (if you are going to include any of the family members in response, only include the parents please)
The sun melted magically into the mountain landscape, the colours floated in the sky in a magnificent array of oranges, purples and reds that flickered and danced as they faded into the darkness of night. It was the perfect way to end such an eventful day of wonder and adventure. His family knew such fantastic tales of bravery, nature and adventure that his mind was tumbling erratically with thoughts of growing up and having his own adventure, perhaps he would discover a new land, or maybe a rare plant or animal while exploring an unchartered forest. The possibilities where endless as his mind contemplated each with succulent delight, drooling over the prospect of adventure.
His eyes drifted from the sky and gazed towards his mothers tail as it gracefully swished from side to side in an almost hypnotic fashion, the colours waved up and down reminding him of the river they had visited early that day, and how the water sloshed gently onto the bank making it soggy so that his feet sank deeper with each passing second as he quenched his drying throat. He eyes sank to the floor as he examined the mud that lay dry and stiff on his fur, that creaked and cracked with his every step. He longed to be cleaned once more though he knew that would have to wait as his previous attempt has resulted in him losing his balance and falling to the ground like a useless lump, unable to get up without the aid of his father. He blushed thinking about that concept; he longed to be as strong and brave as his father, to see all the wonders of the world with his own eyes.
Suddenly he saw something flicker in the corner of his eyes, a colourful blur of blues and black. Freezing he turned head slowly, inching second by second closer to the source of such unusual colours, his mind began stumbling to a variety of about what he had saw. Finally he was face on with the fluttering creature, its wings flapping happily in the soft breeze, the sun nearly completely melted into the mountain in the distance behind the curious little creature. He watched, enthralled by the idea of meeting a new creature for the first time. Its magnificent little wings continued to flutter; he tilted his head gently to one side as he continued to examine it. The wings bore fascinating patterns in imaginative combinations that intrigued him; they reminded him of the moon at night shimmering in the starry night sky.
"Flutterby?"
His voice was soft and airy, yet alive with curiosity.
"Are you a flutterby?"
He watched with increased curiosity as the creature hovered for a moment before flying above his head and back in the direction he and his family had first ventured from. HIS FAMILY! The thought flickered through his mind like a raging bull, panic set in, seizing his body into a sheer frenzy of dread. He looked around, scanning the path ahead of him yet his heart skipped a beat as the realisation came to pass that they had left behind.
"MUM"
He called out, his voice a little whinny in desperation for finding his family once more. Sensation slowly returned to his limbs and before he knew what was happening he was sprinting in the direction of his family had been travelling in moments before. His heart beating, thump, thump, thump, with each stride, sweat forming in small droplets on his brow. He was lost.
After running for what felt like an eternity the sun had finally fizzled out of sight sinking the world into darkness bar the glow of the moon and stars, yet his mind was too distracted to take any of there beauty into consideration. Exhausted his pace slowed, and his head lowered, his eyes slowly shutting in a subconscious desire to sleep. Snapping himself out of it he desperately scanned his surroundings again, there was no sign of life, just the slow trickle of a nearby bumbling brook. Awareness of his thirst came forth as he began to acknowledge it after his long run, stumbling pathetically towards it he fell to the floor sipping gently, the liquid was cool and soothing, shimmering a perfect blue in the clear night sky. Yet the lights shimmering over its surface did not enthral him at all, infact they made him feel sad. This was the sort of thing he would love to share with his family; after all he did not have tails of grandeur and adventure to tell just the wonder of the world that he saw around him.
Tears trickled softly from his eyes, trickling gently down his cheeks into the brooks slowly flowing waters.
Then he noticed a movement in the rivers shimmering surface, as a face that seemed familiar flickered into focus, it looked something like his father, yet all hope of finding his family had left his mind, he was lost, exhausted and cold was setting in a night took a grip over him. Tears continued to trickle.
"I wish my family where here."
His voice was low and weenie, caught and carried on the breeze into the distance.
"Well I guess just I will have to do for now son."
A voice? A familiar voice? It took a moment for the situation to become real in his mind as he jumped to his feet and spun around to see the shining face of his father smiling back at him. He wasn’t lost. Happiness sweapted over him like a calming breeze in the heat of a summer’s day, nothing else mattered to him, all the colours of the world could have passed him by in a blink of the eye, his focus stayed attached on his father kind face.
"Lets go home Dad!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 1:28 pm
wahmbulance We have decided to stop letting people edit their posts DD: Sorry about this to future entries. We have reasons for why we decided on this, please PM Chamaiin if you do not understand. thank you all. ^w^
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 6:35 pm
Your Name: Darkness Everlasting
Prompt you chose: #2
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesnt have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Surreal
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?:
Prompt Response: Discouraging
Foul Name: Oasis
Everything had been so dark in my little world that was my basket, my home my own little sanctuary. I had no idea just how much bigger that would become, and how much things would change. When I finally left my basket, the world I entered was like a dream: everything was so bright and colorful, and so much bigger then I could have ever imagined. The world to me had become a precious gem, a rare beauty that should forever be cherished. Mother gave me the name Oasis, because she said I was like a desert dream with my colors and the way I seemed to view the world.
This new world around me was so bright and colorful--what could I do but explore it? The beauty all around intrigued me, pushed me to explore, to see more, to see the unknown. But in all of this, all that inspired and mystified me, I never would have guessed that I could, would find something that would taint it.
Along my travels I came across some woods, it was here that I could smell another foul. Prancing forward I hoped to find someone whom I could call a friend, someone that shared the view of the world as I did; a place of magnificent beauty and wonder. Before I reached it, I smelled something different. A large cat that I didn’t recognize, and the wretched smell of rust and salt hit my nostrils. My happy frolic turned into a fearful run, as the prayer that I was wrong, the hope of something different, but the sight before me was nothing short of a nightmare.
The large cat I had smelled earlier had launched itself from a tree it had been hunched down in. I stood frozen as I saw it land upon the other foul tearing her claws and teeth into the other foul. Rushing forward I reared and slammed my hooves into the ground whinnying loudly trying to get the beast away. Precious time passed and when I finally got the cat away I found I was too late. I tried to help the foal but there was nothing I could do as death took him.
I stayed with the foul long after his last breath. A creature once beautiful mauled and destroyed almost beyond recognition by another breathing creature. I’m not exactly certain how long I stayed there guarding over the dead foals body but despite everything I couldn’t walk away from that, even when I finally got up and got myself to move to leave the horrid scene I had entered into, death and violence did not leave me. The image of such an act was embedded in my mind. I moved beyond the place, beyond the woods trying to put it as far behind me as possible.
No matter where I went or how far I traveled however all I saw now in this world was violence and destruction. The starvation of those who couldn’t find enough to eat, creatures not being able to find shelter from the elements, young ones shivering alone on the streets with no one to take care of them. Everything in this world so cruel and uncalled for, tainted by death and destruction.
How could this world that I thought to be so beautiful be so violent? How could a creature destroy another living breathing being? How could others just stand by while others starved and had no way of protecting themselves, no shelter? My world turned upside down that day, everywhere I turned it seemed like the violence followed. The colors I found once beautiful were tainted with violence with destruction everywhere I looked. The beauty gone forever in my eyes, only wishing to have a world of dreams and wonder again that I knew I would never find again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 2:40 pm
Heh. Just totally realized a spelling mistake throughout my entry. Foul is supposed to be Foal. I just wanted to point this out where we're not allowed to go in and edit our entries now.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 4:44 pm
Don't worry i know. i've been reading up till this point. I wont deduct any points off for spelling. =)
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 5:35 am
Would we be able to edit it if we notice the odd word added or missing?? I am dyslexic so I am afraid I do it every now and then. Like "he" rather than "his" or "quite" instead of "quiet". I think I have missed the word "him" out twice. If not its not a problem at all! <3
*huggles*
Wow this end tomorrow. HAPPY RPing EVERYONE!!! I wish you all the best of luck.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:12 am
Syaoran-Puu Would we be able to edit it if we notice the odd word added or missing?? I am dyslexic so I am afraid I do it every now and then. Like "he" rather than "his" or "quite" instead of "quiet". I think I have missed the word "him" out twice. If not its not a problem at all! <3
*huggles*
Wow this end tomorrow. HAPPY RPing EVERYONE!!! I wish you all the best of luck.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:42 am
Chamaiin Syaoran-Puu Would we be able to edit it if we notice the odd word added or missing?? I am dyslexic so I am afraid I do it every now and then. Like "he" rather than "his" or "quite" instead of "quiet". I think I have missed the word "him" out twice. If not its not a problem at all! <3
*huggles*
Wow this end tomorrow. HAPPY RPing EVERYONE!!! I wish you all the best of luck.
Also I am just curious what I should do, I never read anyone else entries before entering myself but it has the same sort of "distraction" as someone else, to make them different would you like me think of a different scenerio and rather than editing just re-enter? There isn't any other similarities I just don't want anyone to think that I have copied since they both contain a butterfly (although my RPed little foal called it a flutterby biggrin )).
[[Sorry for asking so many questions, I can delete my posts for you or PM you if you wish]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:55 am
jsut wanted to wish everyone good luck
including King and Tet,
poor soq-ies have a lot of reading a deciding to do,
there are some goooooood stories out there smile
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 10:38 am
Sya, <33 Ask as many questions you like, better clear then confused. No its alright, its not a surprise if one achieves the same scenario as another with prompts like we have :3
Thank you Toads <3
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 11:43 am
Chamaiin Sya, <33 Ask as many questions you like, better clear then confused. No its alright, its not a surprise if one achieves the same scenario as another with prompts like we have :3
Thank you Toads <3
Good luck to the Judges anyways! <3
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 12:59 pm
Uhmm I just got a usidia but it was after I entered am I kicked out >.< * hopes not *
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