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 Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 11:10 am
Paint it Red.
Username: Tara de Draiocht
Soquili's Name: Lillibet Cecilia
Name Meaning: (pet name of Elizabeth) Latin; Way of the blind.
Personality of Soquili:
She has both aspects of her parents. One moment she is dainty and lady-like just like her mother, while the next moment she can have an emotional fit, though not too extreme like her father. Lilibet is a head-in-the-clouds type of girl that hates, no loathes to be bugged when she is sleeping or wanting her own personal space. Beeeeware. She is very much a daddies girl and uses that to her advantage especially when her siblings are annoying Lilibet.
Prompt Responce: 2.
I am neither silly uncle, I am a force all my own... Though moma tells me I am just like daddy when I am being a naughty-monster *pouts* But then daddy tells me I am his little angel so she must be wrong! *smile* And no naps for this lickle lady *frown* I hate them so.
Why do you want this basket?: Because not only is the family beautiful the basket itself is gorgeous <3 Plus the family history is quite interesting itself as well c:
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 11:24 am
Paint it Red.
Username: Teh_ Sil
Soquili's Name: Nod
Name Meaning: Nod is Hebrew for ‘wandering’. In Genesis, when Cain is exiled, he goes to the land of Nod ‘on the east of Eden’, where he meets his wife and has a son, Enoch. The meaning of the passage is debated, and I’m no Biblical scholar, but I am admittedly fond of the Cain and Abel story. Since the names are derived from Genesis, I thought it would be appropriate. It also seems to fit with the personality I've derived for her. Besides, isn't it just an adorable name?
Personality of Soquili: Methodical. I have in mind a soquili with a scientific mindset, trying to understand the world through study and logic. She has a sort of emotional disconnect to reality- she would love and be loyal to her family, but unable to comprehend some of the more complex emotions expressed by them. Her entire world would be questing to figure them out, and whatever other mysteries she stumbles upon. She would also be interested in studying her father’s occasional blood lust, and her mother’s narcolepsy. She may never find a cure for either, but she will try her hardest to do so regardless.
Prompt Responce Nod’s very name was indicative of her tendency to wander. She did so without siblings today, leaving her parents behind, feeling a rare burst of independence that compelled her to press out further than she had ever done before. It was thrilling, in as much as Nod understood what thrilling should be. She second-guessed all her emotions, not sure if she was truly feeling them, or feeling what she had heard they were like. Is this what thrilling was really like, or did she feel that tingle because she thought she should? Perhaps she shouldn't have wandered off without a sibling to take over all these thoughts. Oh well. Oh wait, what was that?...
Deep within study of a flower she had never seen before, Nod managed to overlook her uncle entirely- quite a feat, given Remiel’s bright white coloring, and red tipped wings. The flower was bright red, much more so than her uncle; the color was distinctly poisonous, and Nod had a growing desire to figure out whether it was or not. Perhaps this would be the cure for her mother’s sleeping sickness? No, it was red. It must then, in foal logic, be a cure for her father’s blood thirsting. Nod leaned forward, prepared to clamp her mouth ever so delicately around the bright green stem.
Then Remiel spoke, and Nod was keenly aware of his presence, the riddle phrased in a way that made a tingle run down her spine. This required some thought, but she was young yet, and though she tried her best to be logical and think with a clear head, this kind of query seemed beyond her. It was a question of feeling and emotion, and that was precisely what Nod failed to understand. Besides that, her own parents were very much still a mystery to her. Nod was utterly devoted to the two of them, but that did not mean they had to make sense. The were silly adults, after all.
“I think… I think I am just a foal, uncle.” That statement contained more wisdom than Nod could ever hope to understand. She thought her answer rather lame, and struggled to think of something to add to impress her uncle and show that she was truly a contributing member of the family, even if her legs were still wobbly and her mane still short. Prior to this, Nod had never truly realized how much she had to catch up to.
Nod pressed onwards, concentration showing on her face. “But I think that if my parents are like that, I have to be the ground. I can drag my father’s head out of the clouds, and comfort mother when she fells down and sleeps. I want to save them one day, you know. And I will.” Rearing her proud little head, Nod stared down Remiel, daring him to contradict her ambitious statement.
Why do you want this basket?: I’ve admittedly had my eye on this family lineage for a while. They’re all beautifully done, and have personalities that seem to stand out even in soquili. I never thought I would have the opportunity to join the family, so I've mostly kept my admiration from afar. Now that I have the chance though, I'm jumping at it. I love the large family lineages present in soquili, and being a member of one already [Yei x Grencia], I think I've hopefully proven that I'm capable of the RP necessary, and of the understanding of how a long family line works. Also, I realllllyyy love plotting and RP, and I've had a lot of trouble getting involved in some long term plotting, so hopefully this would be a good way for me to do so!
Streak it blue
Username: Teh_Sil
Soquili's Name: Hajra
Name Meaning: Hajra is the Urdo form of the name Hagar, taken from Genesis. Hagar was Abraham's second wife, and bore his son, Ishmael. It's an interesting and rather dramatic story, filled with jealousy and tension and an old man begetting children! It fits in with the general trend of naming the family after things from Genesis, but adding a slight twist on the spelling. I also think it's a rather beautiful name.
Personality of Soquili: 'Guilty'. Hajra has managed to inherit something from both parents, but not to any great benefit. From her mother she has a sleeping disorder, but unlike gentle Josephine, Hajra sleeps only a few hours a night, plagued by night terrors so vivid that she often wakes up with trouble distinguishing between reality and her dreams. From her father Hajra has inherited the occasional craving for blood. What's worse, however, is that drinking blood makes her sleep more soundly, puts the night terrors away. At heart Hajra is sweet and pure. Her own cravings terrify her, paralyzing her with fear and guilt. She wonders constantly if she is a monster, and clings closely to her parents for fear that if she left them, she would somehow dissolve into a creature meant only for killing. Hajra seems to particularly admire her grandmother, Sabirel, though it is a silent, fearful admiration, held from afar.
Prompt Responce [Prompt 1]
There had been snakes in her dreams, violently green and writhing, poison dripping from their fangs to form a pool of water that she had almost drank from, her thirst suddenly unquenchable. A hawk with golden eyes had swooped down at the last minute and warned Hajra away from the pond. Only then did she notice it was venom, and not delicious water.
Waking from her nightmare, Hajra had not fallen asleep again. Miserable, she stood outside, sure that each shadow was another serpent, afraid to drink or eat, even more afraid to confess to her parents that her grip on reality was slipping.
The blood lust was upon her too. Well, not so much a lust as a craving. The worst part was that Hajra knew it would help her sleep without nightmares. But this was yet another thing she was not willing to discuss with her family. Her father might understand… Maybe. It was apparently his genetics that were responsible for that unfortunate desire, while her mother’s gave her the sleeping disorder that made her nights so much like a hell.
Finally Hajra fell into a light doze, not completely asleep, yet not awake. She could not dream in such a state- that was what was most important. And when she finally roused herself to some semblance of being fully awake (her mind was still groggy, the snakes were still on the peripherals), there was only Josephine. Her mother was facing her own sleep problems now. Hajra was effectively alone.
Alone was not a good place to be when you were a little filly and the world was so big. How could her siblings abandon her like that?
Moving away from Josephine’s side, Hajra fearfully peered around, wanting to venture out, but scared to do so. There was a rabbit a few hundred feet away, barely visible, eating the rich green grass happily. Even from this distance, Hajra thought she could sense its blood flowing, concentrating near the ears to cool the animal off. Her stomach growled, and for a moment it just seemed so clear.
No, Hajra was a /good/ girl! She was better than this. She was polite and nice and she did her parents proud. “I’m not a monster,” she said out loud, first softly to herself, and then in an increasingly loud tone. “I’m not a monster. I’m a good girl.” Again, once more, this time bellowing it out to the world, surely alerting anyone around and awake to her presence. “I’M NOT A MONSTER. I’M A GOOD GIRL.” Trembling, the little filly almost collapsed from the strength of her emotion.
Then, as if she had no control of her body, she began to stalk forward, eyesight riveted on the rabbit.
Why do you want this basket?: Same reason as above. I like both the baskets equally, and would be honored to receive either one.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 1:34 pm
Streak it blue
Username: Teh Roarie
Soquili's Name: Hool
Name Meaning: If it were spelled right it would mean circle (Hul). A decedent of Abraham.
Personality of Soquili: Taking the circles to heart I can see this little one being a master of running in circles and circular logic. I also think perhaps it's time for a slightly broken line to even out and produce something slightly more normal...even if she does return to same topic after a time...
Prompt Responce To Response 2
She tilts her head slightly at the strange male. Remiel, her uncle. But this she can believe since he smells slightly like grandma...with his own flavor. "Uncle Remiel. That's a strange question." Already having more a head on your sholders than expect you understand the question. "What if I am like neither and am merely myself? Momma's illness is terrible and she needs strong people to protect her when she's sleepy but she is not me. Nor is daddy. I don't worry, I ponder. Uncle, I sometimes find myself returning the same topic after awhile. But I do think I am me Remiel." She seems more puzzled by the male now than ever.
Why do you want this basket?: I've been around in the corners of Soquili for a long time. I know about Reaper and Nimue's line and would love to be a part of it.
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Paint it Red.
Username: Teh Roarie
Soquili's Name: Adha
Name Meaning: If spelled correctly it would be witness (Adah).
Personality of Soquili: Taking more after grandma and grandpa, she is less stable that perhaps she should be. Twitchy and scatter brained it is hard for her to focus. But she's kind and sweet when she knows and trusts you...despite being a mutant quarter-geni.
Prompt Responce To prompt one
Lamely she reaches out to poke at her sleeping mother. Completely alone but for the apparently dead asleep mare she wines plaintively. Not quite sure what to do with herself she turns in a full circle to look around. Her skin twitches and she's tempted to sit back on her haunches and wait for mom to wake up. Deciding against cowardice she trudges off a few feet to graze...but never leaves the sight of her sleeping mother too far.
Why do you want this basket?: Same as above
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 2:46 pm
Do I Make you Proud? Username: The Roarie Soquili's Name: Forte Amachi Name Meaning: I though it appropriate for their last breeding that one of the children be named directly after both of it's parents. Taking both last names has a nice ring to it. And yes, I do know that Forte means to play loud. n-n Personality of Soquili: I see Forte as having a strong forward personality. A leader among his herd and his family and undaunted by the fact that he's one of the younger siblings. A future of bright and great things is definitely his and he'll have no trouble reaching it. Prompt ResponceHe had chosen Cuauhcoatl to help him on his journey. Who better to help you then and angeni who was constantly curious about everything. Everything...but currently he'd lost the angeni somewhere. He had no doubt that he'd be found...eventually. But right now it was a little daunting to be completely alone...for once. He chuckled at himself and smiled. Mom and dad, oh how he loved them. But a boy needed his space. He was more than capable of taking care of himself. Or so he thought anyway. He wondered if it would be alright to take a small hike in any direction just to look. Find something or meet someone interesting. But after a short think on it he decided it was a much better idea i keep to one place and not confuse the angeni he was traveling with more. So he trudged a few steps of and decided to graze and daydream. He couldn't wait to have his second bell. It would mean he was now fully an adult! He hummed happily and let the warm afternoon sun seep into his hide ________________________ Do you RP?: Yes Example(s) of RP: X, X, XHow active are you in Soquili?: I'm checking things every few days. Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?: You know, I always feel like questions like this are either meant for you to come up with some pompous explanation or beg. I will do neither. I deserve it because I will take good care of it Why do you want this basket?: Ah the Amachi family and Yectehehua. They've all been though such trials and hardships and are yet sure a strong family and herd. I would love to be a part of that and roleplay with the family and herd. ------------------------------------ Hold me Closer Tiny Dancer Username:Teh Roarie Soquili's Name: Tremolo Amachi Name Meaning: A tremolo is the quick repetition of the same note or the rapid alternation between two notes. Often how you make a note "tremble" in the air. A pretty vision for a mare to grow into. Personality of Soquili: Trem I see a being very sweet and understanding. She has actively let her accepting, happy herd shape her and is pleased with the results. He siblings are active but she's the quiet one....with a terrific singing voice. Often entertaining with it later at night. Often exudes more untapped love than she knows what to do with Prompt ResponceShe trudged along happily with her "aunt" Ikinya by her side. To others it might appear she was leading the small mare but in truth it was the other way around. Smart and wise beyond her stature, Ikinya could be a force to be reckoned with...as her growing up had taught her. But there was no end to the love and support her strange family offered and she smiled at the thought. Suddenly Ikinya froze and spoke quietly, telling Trem to head into the trees and be quiet. Skinwalker she said. It would be best if Trem stayed quiet and they split up. She assured she would only be a dew yards away and trudged off. Trem headed into the treed, found a good hidden glen with tall pushed and lay down to wait out the danger. She hoped it wasn't a hungry Skin because even hiding couldn't prevent one of those from finding you. Not far off she heard a rustle and screech as something big hit something small and killed it. She shivered but was glad it was not her or Ikinya. Ikinya would have screamed. She dozed in her thoughts and forced happy songs through her conscious until Ikinya came to find her. ________________________ Do you RP?: Yes Example(s) of RP: X, X, X, How active are you in Soquili?: I'm checking things every few days. Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?: You know, I always feel like questions like this are either meant for you to come up with some pompous explanation or beg. I will do neither. I deserve it because I will take good care of it. Why do you want this basket?: Ah the Amachi family and Yectehehua. They've all been though such trials and hardships and are yet sure a strong family and herd. I would love to be a part of that and roleplay with the family and herd.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 4:57 pm
Streak it blueUsername: Nyhility
Soquili's Name: Eteme' Nanki
Name Meaning: The Sumerian name for the Tower of Babel in the book of Genesis. It's core meaning is 'the temple of foundation between heaven and earth', which will play a vital role in her character.
Personality of Soquili: (wanderlust)
From the moment of birth and likely till her final breath, Eteme will always be known for her Nostophobia; her fear to be at or return home. Even from youth, her mind and legs are brimming with life that she cannot hope to resist, and so she is often found roaming (with an escort most likely) within her family's territory. And while she does return home when asked to, her very core yearns to do nothing more than flee in the opposite direction. There is no ill-will or reason to be identified with her fears, and so they are simply acknowledged by her kin as nothing more than restless anxieties. Eteme adores on her siblings, and finds no harm or abnormality in their odd sleeping habits. In fact, she prides herself in having such active energy as to keep an eye on them as they slumber.
As she ages, Eteme will succumb more to her wander-lust and branch away from the family. This chapter will be filled with her becoming a fastidious 'bookworm', as she learns all the different aspects of the world around her. Both the good and the bad. However, these stereotypical descriptions and lessons from outsiders will pull a twist on her view of her family. Is her lineage a collection of misguided saints, or cursed rejections? Feeling both confusion and fear, Eteme will begin to have doubts about her family, and what she used to believe in as a normal life. So much so that she grows superstitious of any little thing. One will be the swirl markings on her flesh, as she perceives them as the tendrils of heritage that she can't avoid and are trying to tie her down. With these internal debates raging through her, only time and rp will tell what path she takes in accepting both herself and her family in the end.
Prompt Response dos~
Little hooves and lanky legs danced stiffly across the open meadow as Eteme wandered. It was an hourly occurance for the young girl to disappear from the family group, but her worn footsteps and paths were an easy thing to trace nowadays and left little to concern over. So the girl continued on her aimless adventure, her steps more like a demanding pulse than anything else. But that too was normal, and Eteme secretly found it a comfort rather than going still to slumber like others she knew.
However, Eteme found no comfort when she encountered two massive and pale hooves blocking her normal pathway. Openly and blankly staring at the hooves, the little foal slowly let her wide eyes trail up the legs of the stranger to warily glance at his face. Her brows were lifted and her mouth in a crimple as she regarded this adult soquili, unaware of his status as her kindred. Even with the obvious resemblances on his flesh, young Eteme could only comprehend one thing in her startled mind. This was not her mama or papa. And when the adult spoke, Eteme quirked a brow at the sudden riddle while tilting her head at the other. Then-
"Silly Boogeyman, how should I know? But I feel just fine, thank you very much." Flicking her tail with something like confidence, Eteme shyly turned away to return home for once. This ghostly stranger set her nerves in a scary tingle. "Oh," the girl glanced back once more before she left, "but you should take a bath, Boogeyman. That red paint is...kinda stinky." And with that Eteme unwittingly skipped back home.
Why do you want this basket?:
I'll honestly say I've only heard and glimpsed minor details of this family line, but the depth of their developments intrigues me so much! 83 It'd be such a joy to join.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<3 Paint it Red. Username: Nyhility
Soquili's Name: Haloe
Name Meaning: It's to follow the theme of Angels in the Bible; as well as a remark to the appearance of her otherwise dark basket.
Personality of Soquili: (enthralled)
A girl brimming with quiet optimism and nearly always with a smile, Haloe doesn't let her physical ailments get in the way of her happiness. When she was first born she giggled and gazed up at her beautiful mother, then her anxious father, and then at the bright orb in the sky. Unfortunately, that curious glance forever damaged Haloe's young eyes. From that day forth she wanders about carefully, only able to see washed-out shapes and details of others in movement if she squints her eyes. However, her young imagination sparks off these strange images, and she believes that the washed-out 'halo' that she sees on other Soquili (especially pale Soquili) make them benign spirits floating around her.
Due to her limited vision, Haloe remains very close-knit to her family without regrets or remorse. So long as she can smell them nearby and hear their voices, she is a happy mare. Even so, Haloe stresses every time her company falls quiet in their slumber and she is left to fend for herself. As she ages, Haloe will eventual inherit the cravings of her father's family line. Although it will be a minor and ignorable urge for her to tolerate, it will force Haloe to begin to expand her comfort zones. She does know that her optimism can only get her so far, and feels she can only stay in the nest so long before others may consider her as a nuisance. But that is all a part of growing up, and she plans to face it with confidence.
Prompt Response uno~
"Mamma? Are you napping again?" The young filly lifted her chin and sniffed at the air as her tail flicked side to side. With a short sniff, it wasn't long before she bumped into the leg of her tired mother. Haloe gasped and stepped away, in fear of roughly knocking the adult off balance. Oh dear, not now! Not when father and her siblings had gone ahead to the pond, leaving the two ladies a short distance back. Giving her tail another flick, Haloe squinted her eyes across the grassy horizon. But with the sun so high in the sky, everything around her gave off a strong glare and it was hard to tell where the pond laid. It wasn't that far though, as the scent of still water was strong in the air around them....it was just choosing the direction that was the difficult part. And that was something only mother and father were knowledgeable about.
Twisting her ears back from her short scouting, Haloe skipped back to her mother's side and smiled softly as her slow breath feathered her mane as she passed. No worries, she'll just wait here until the others returned. That shouldn't take too long....right? Right. That is unless her siblings had also collapsed in a nap along the way. Or if father had had another nervous fit during the trip. Oh dear. Haloe's lanky knees shook as she let all these different scenarios flit through her mind. No no, she must keep calm now! Shaking her head with a snort, the young girl quirked a brow as something tickled her tail and she turned her neck to inspect the source. With a harsh squint of her eyes, she could just make out a floating glow that was mindfully dancing through the air. "Oh, hello there spirit....thingy. My you are a small one though!" And when the 'spirit' drew closer to Haloe's face, the girl nearly yelped and jumped when it replied moodily.
"I'm not such thing, silly child! I am a flutter." Then it buzzed around her head some more just for show, and Haloe gave a tiny grin. "My apologies, little Flutter. Would you know the way to the pond of these lands? There are others expecting us there!" Surely it was close enough were she could trot to...although she wouldn't wander too far from her mother's scent. At most she'd holler to the rest of her family to return, before rushing back to her mother's glow. Yeah, that would work best! Haloe focused back on the Flutter after her plottings, and smiled widely when the other confirmed that of course it knew of the pond's location. "All right then! Show me the way...just slowly, okay?" And putting on a brave face, Haloe marched after the bobbling glow to find the rest of her family.
Why do you want this basket?:
See above haha. ^_^ Thanks for the event Nerp & Mind, it was fun to participate!
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 5:42 pm
Hold me Closer Tiny Dancer Username: stormflower Soquili's Name: Kachina Amachi Name Meaning: Native American Hopi name meaning "sacred dancer; spirit." Personality of Soquili: (Temper: Truthful) She is a bundle of energy, but has a very kind soul and this is always reflected in her eyes. She is very caring and is hates to see any in pain, whether that pain is physical or mental she wants to try and ease their pain and bring the light back to their eyes. In her kindness she doesn't like to tell things falsely, she refuses to lie unless it truly is the RIGHT thing to do. She will always speak the truth, but never harshly. She tries not to sugar coat it too much as it can have an adverse effect, but she doesn't want to be cruel about it either. She cares deeply about every living things soul and to damage that in any way, the let their light dim is an unspeakable and in severe cases an unforgivable act. Prompt ResponceThis was it, she was finally going to get to earn her second bell...at long last. Kachina's parents were so protective of her and her siblings, she didn't understand why sometimes. She knew some things, about momma getting lost and one of her much older brothers getting taken by some chicken footed things....oh what did daddy call them again? Haries, Hapies, Hat, Hap.....Harp...Harpies, that was it! Anyways, they were always keeping a close watch on them nonetheless, but they finally agreed to letting them go out to earn their bell.
Kachina's assigned guardian was her Godmother, Ikinya. Oh how she loved Ikinya, she was so much like a foal at times, almost always playing games with them, but also teaching them. Kachina bounced with her high energy just beaming as they headed out for her 'trial', but soon she calmed and thought on what it was she should find to bring back to the herd to earn her bell....what would be worthy of it? She pondered the question for awhile as she and Ikinya walked, her Godmother was talking about something, but Kachina wasn't paying attention and it wasn't until the forest she was in got unusually dark that she noticed Ikinya was no longer beside her.
"Momma Kina?.........Momma Kina!", she called out but got no answer. Inside she started to panic, her heart raced and her knees buckled as she looked around her. She did not recognize these trees, she couldn't grasp her bearings...she was lost. She started to tell herself to run, but soon stopped herself. She shook her mane and steadied her hooves and took a deep breathe. "Im fine, I can handle this, Im not scared.", she this to no one but the darkness of the tress and herself as she tried to retrace her steps. In trying to find her way out, she seemed only find more darkness.
She walked on, constantly trying to convince herself that she was not scared when in fact she was very frightened and telling herself she wasn't was only making it worse. She still walked on she had started to shake from the cold she felt being alone in the darkness. The noises of the eire forest seeming like demons hiding in wait, a paranoia was setting in Kachina's mind. She stopped and looked around her at the glowing eyes in the trees and bushes around her, a rustling sound making her jump and run only to trip over a dead log only a few feet in front of her.
She stayed on the ground and let a few tears fall from her eyes, but tried to choke them back through sniffles, "NO! Im Fine, I AM NOT SCARED!", but she then gasped as there was another rustle coming from a near by bush. Kachina's eyes went wide and voice cracked, "Wh...oooo....i..sss....t..th...e..r..re??", she felt herself scoot as close as possible to the log as she waited for a response of some kind, heart beating out of her chest. The leaves rustled again and she held her breathe only to let it out as a relieved sigh as a fluffy white bunny hoped out from a bush.
She then realized how silly she was being, she had always been told to be strong, that she had nothing to fear, but that didn't mean she couldn't be scared. Everyone gets scared at some time, she thought back to the story of her mom getting lost in the woods, her brother getting taken by a Harpy...Fear was a part of life, but that is why we also have Courage? Courage to get back up and keep moving forward, courage to never give up. Kachina was always truthful to others, so why was she trying so hard to LIE to herself? Never again...."Im scared, I want to go home....but I have the Courage to keep walking.". A few stray tears fell down her face and this time she did nothing to stop them and then she walked on.
Soon she found her way back, her parents and Godmother frantic, ready to start a search party to find her. She looked at them and smiled with her tear stained face and after a long embrace, checking over, and scolding from her parents she was asked what it was she found to earn her second bell. With a spirited smile she replied, "I found a wisdom I could not learn while sheltered here. I was scared out there alone and in the dark, but in my fear I found an Inner Truth and Courage to keep on going..."Do I Make you Proud? Soquili's Name: Hototo Amachi Name Meaning: Native American Hopi name meaning "warrior spirit who sings" or "he who whistles." Personality of Soquili:(Temper: True or True of Heart) He is very honest and loving, but also watchful of his younger siblings. He holds no ill will towards any and gladly looks after his younger siblings taking part in games and having fun. He looks up to his family including his extended family/herd members and looks to learn much from them as he grows, learning better ways to help protect them and those that may not know the kindness of his herd. He will seek to be an ambassador when he grows older to spread the word about his herd, letting those shamed and lost souls that roam in the shadows of the Kawani Lands that they are not alone and have a place to rest and be welcomed warmly in The Yectenehua Herd. Prompt ResponseHototo was glad to finally be able to set on his trial to receive his second bell. His parents were very cautious about letting their youngest children participate in this old 'right of passage'. He looked to his Godfather who was to be his guide to find something that could not be found within the Herds land and smiled and with a cheeky grin back at his younger siblings he headed off into the nearby woods.
He knew his fathers feelings on the woods as he had eventually, and reluctantly, told him why never to wander off, never to leave by yourself as one of his older brothers had been kidnapped by demons with clawed feet and feathers for hair, creatures called Harpies. These thoughts crossed his mind as they wandered farther into the woods, but a quick glance to his guardian and Godfather calmed his mind.
They continued to walk a ways the woods never seeming to change it's expression, always looking and feeling the same. Soon Hototo stopped and looked at a small tree, no bigger then he, that was dying among others that stood to grow taller. He looked at it and felt a sadness for it, feeling as it never had a chance. He turned to ask his Godfather if there was something they could so to help, but he was gone....
He retraced his steps slightly, but no longer seeing the same tracks he continued forward looking for his Godfather. He continued walking, searching for his Godfather but not finding a trace. Soon the trees parted to a small field where he saw other young soquili at play and some off to the side by themselves. He first approached those playing with each other, one adorning delicate flutter wings the other wings of feathers.
He gave a kind smile and described his Godfather and asked if they had seen one pass by recently, but neither had. The two then invited him to play and though he was tempted he politely declined and started to leave the field. He then remembered the lonely filly with feathered bat-like wings and he was reminded of his heard and the many types of soquili that found a home there. He approached her and she snarled asking what his business was, but his smile remained.
When he did not run the filly let her snarl fade and when she calmed he asked her why she was by herself and not playing with the others. She stated that the others were afraid of her for her looks, apparently even her parents shunned her not knowing the Kalona blood that ran deep in their veins. Hototo's smile faded and he expressed his sympathy for the filly, but sympathy was not what she wanted and her calm turned to annoyance and she yelled at him. Sympathy meant nothing as he could not understand how she felt.
He tried to apologize and tell her of where he came from, but she no longer wanted to listen and she turned and ran off. Somewhat shaken by the scene and disappointed in himself Hototo sulked off back in the woods where he walked.....and walked not even thinking to continue to look for his Godfather.
Soon he realized he was close to home, the familiar smells reaching his nostrils and there he saw his Godfather looking for him. Hototo was glad to see him but the the Kalona filly still plagued his thoughts. When they returned to the herd and met back with his family he was asked if he found something to prove he deserved his second bell. Hototo's eyes were stern as he glanced at each of his family members around him, and he stood determined. "No, there is still much for me to learn before I can be a leader...before I can be an Ambassador, but someday soon Ill be ready for my trial again."_________________________ -answering below for both baskets-Do you RP?: Yes ^_^ I do, love it! Example(s) of RP: Here That's a completed one of my Nokomis, one of my Ixy, and one in progress of my Te How active are you in Soquili?: I've been moderately active lately. Most of the time I've been in LaLuna-a Sailor Moon based shop working on upgrading my main character there, but things are slowing there and I've missed Soquili very much and am very becoming much more active like I used to be. smile Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?: I've always loved the family and the story. I feel that I could portray a family member well with my style rp and I am able to adapt my style of rp as needed as well. I know they will go to awesome homes either way and they will be lucky people. Good luck to all and goodwill hunting, lol ^_^ Why do you want this basket?: Some of the same as stated above. The family is awesome, both baskets I think I could portray well with fitting personalities. They are gorgeous and........BLUE! lol j/k though I do love blue xD and I simply adore all of the Pokemon soquili, Im still disappointed I missed out on that event smile
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 6:13 pm
Streak it blue
Username: xx Aps
Soquili's Name: Naome
Name Meaning: Its Naomi with an e, instead of an i. Its Hebrew for "Beautiful, Gentle".
Personality of Soquili: Unlike her mother, Naome has the opposite problem. She has a terrible time sleeping. Often times no matter how hard she sleeps she is left with the inability to drift off into the dream world she desires. Because of this she, like her mother, has a hard time knowing reality from fantasy. Her lack of sleep can cause her to see things, forcing her to drift off into her own world inside her head. As if she's sleeping while awake, even if only for a split second.
Though she is a sweet girl, kind and regal like her mother, she battles the deepest part of her that holds the darkness. Its almost like a split personality that rarely shows. The side of her that enjoys seeing others hurt, that favors blood. She is scared of this side of herself and because of it can be self-conscious and even afraid of others around her (afraid of what she could do, or what they would do if they knew). When that side does come out she is much more confident, and even slightly saddistic.
Prompt Responce
The darkness had risen. Staring out before her was the circular orb of light that had woken from its quiet domain. She envied it, its ability to sleep during the day, the ability to be more active than her tired eyes would let her. Why? Why couldn't she be more like her mother? Why couldn't she sleep and enjoy the beautiful hues of the sleeping world...?
Light in the clouds like father, or sleepy headed like mom. Are you the kind who finds themself tired suddenly like she is, or always wondering and worried like your father? How does this make you feel? I don't expect a huge explanation. . . you are just a child.
The voice broke her out of her thoughts. With a start, Naome's eyes shifted upward to see the face staring at her. It was the familiar white locks of her uncle Remiel. With the pure white eyes staring at her she shivered slightly, taking a step back on her hooves. "Uncle Remiel..." She lowered her head slightly to show her submission to someone older than her. However, as she thought about his question she mused, her ears flicking back and forth.
"I am always tired." She said at long last. "But that is because I cannot sleep." Her words ended in a frown. "I am not like Mother in that... But I want to be! I try to be kind like she is. I want her to be proud of me." Straightening herself more, her eyes moved back to look level with Remiel's own.
Her hooves twitched in the ground as a forelorn look crossed her face, "I... do worry though... I feel strange. Like there is something wrong with me... ? All I know is that when I close my eyes I see darkness..." Her eyes gazed at him helplessly, a deep desperation in her voice as she tried to seek out the answers. "I'm... afraid... but it feels.. empowering." At the end of her statement, a flash glinted through her eyes and for a moment she seemed stronger, more in control. But at what expense it wasn't sure. "I will be more.. I will be..."
Why do you want this basket?: The background is very interesting and reminds me of an OC of mine. For that reason I'm hoping that I can do it justice. I love the darkness that is lurking in the family. That struggle between light and dark has always been somewhat of a favorite of mine to rp.
As far as looks... I'm a sucker for black and white. I love the swirls that seems like darkness is creeping up on the basket and slowly consuming it. The suddle bits of red and black add to the beauty.
I'm also trying desperately to find my niche in Soq. I'm new-ish (have 2 Soq) and have yet to find people to talk to or rp. I've been trying but its been really hard for me since I'm a very quiet person. So I'm hoping that by winning this basket that I may finally find a place here.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 8:34 pm
Paint it Red.
Username: Mogami
Soquili's Name: Aisha
Name Meaning: "Life"
Personality of Soquili: Just as her name implies, Aisha is full of life. She's playful, mischievous and a little self-centered despite having many siblings. She loves her family dearly but she's a bit of a prankster and often forgets how far she can go. She loves to sleep under her father's wing and her mother's condition both frightens and amuses her - Aisha is secretely afraid that she might develop the same condition one day.
Prompt Responce Prompt 1
Aisha had been talking to her mother for a good while now and, lost in her thoughts and chatting with visible (and audible!) cheer, it took her a very long time to realize she was the only one participating in the conversation. Her mother had long fallen asleep and Aisha couldn't help but giggle at the gosthly shape of the sleeping mare. The young girl moved to stand in front of her mother, leaning her body to the sides playfully as if waiting for Josephine's eyes to open at any minute and catch the filly's antics. They did not and Aisha continued her little dance, wiggling, hopping and twirling without getting so much a twitch in response. Realizing she was making a fool of herself, Aisha searched the area for anyone that might've seen her and upon finding herself completely alone, she continued her game and this time she would give light nuzzles to her mother and snort quietly after each moment of bouncy excitment.
Josephine did not wake up. Aisha watched her mother quietly for a few instants, a strange feeling sobering her up. Something akin to worry flashed through her eyes before it was quickly replaced with her usually carefree expression and she giggled again before grinning mischievously. No one was watching her. This was the perfect moment to do something naughty and Aisha couldn't really help herself.
After weaving a few twigs and leaves into her mother's dark mane (she just had to!), the young girl disappeared from view and hid behind a small cluster of tall bushes not too far away. For now she would just remain hidden and wait until her absence was noticed. She coud see Josephine and the girl would certainly end the game if her parents looked too worried. Unfortunately, those good intentions would be wasted because after waiting for a few minutes without anything happening, Aisha felt asleep in her little hiding place and worry was something she would indeed inflict on her poor parents... again.
Why do you want this basket?: I'd like to have a basket so I can get into rp-ing here. I still find the shop a little intimidating so getting a foal (filly in this case) with a family and a backstory would be ideal. And well, I love the parents, mom is just gorgeous. XD
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:09 am
Streak it blue
Username: Deadly Nonchalance
Soquili's Name: Kreeation
Name Meaning: Slightly different spelling of Creation meaning the bringing of something into being. (she will be nicknamed Kreea)
Personality of Soquili: Sometimes she likes to play with her siblings. she is a quick thinker and loves to create stories . She doesn't seem to have her mother sleeping condition and somethings finds it amusing, but other times it is disturbing to her. She has tends to be a bit bipolar.((I'm much better at creating a personality through RP so it might change a little if I get her))
Prompt Response to prompt 2
Kreea looked over at her mother, father, and siblings. Her mother was asleep, again, no surprise there and her siblings were pestering her father and her mother. Kreea had plenty of time to herself, precious time that she could spend doing one of many different things. She could be bad, she could be good, she could be a little of both, or she could do nothing.
After plenty, or rather two seconds, of thought she decided that she would be alittle bit good and a little bit of bad. Kreea turned around and headed out on her adventure wondering what trouble she could get into today.
A little ways away from where her parents were she spotted a snake slithering away through the brush and grass. She started to follow it to find out where it was going, until she heard a crackling off in the forest. Kreea immediately turned to follow to sound to it's source. She was trotting in the direction of a sound, not really paying attention to sight but letting her ears and hooves leading the way, when she ran into something that wasn't supposed to be there. She backed up and shook her head. She looked up at what she ran into, which happened to be a who, not a what.
"Hello little niece, I have a riddle for you," stated Remiel, Kreea's great uncle.
"what would it be, Uncle?" Kreeation asked, sometimes what he said was interesting, but at least it would give her something to do for a little bit.
"Light in the clouds like father, or sleepy headed like mom. Are you the kind who finds themself tired suddenly like she is, or always wondering and worried like your father? How does this make you feel? I don't expect a huge explanation. . . you are just a child," Kreea's uncle riddled.
"Sometimes I am one way, sometimes I am another. Not like mother, not always like father. I feel the way I should, don't treat me like a kid," Kreea responded after a minutes thought.
"That was a quick answer Kreeation and more than expected, perhaps you were right. Now if I were you i'd get back before your parents notice your absence," Remiel turned and started to move away from Kreea.
"Why should I?" Kreea asked.
"Pay attention little one," Remiel said as he was walking away. Just then Kreea heard her mother call her name.
"Next time I...." Kreea started but noticed that her great uncle was already gone. "crap," she muttered and headed back to where her family was.
Why do you want this basket?: The baskets are beautiful and i'd love to be able to RP in this shop.
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Paint it Red.
Username: Deadly Nonchalance
Soquili's Name: Kronah
Name Meaning: a more femine way of spelling Kronos the leader of the titans (but also the youngest of the first generation)
Personality of Soquili: She is adventurous.
Prompt Response to prompt 1
'So much to do, so much to see. what should I do now?' Kronah thought as she was walking away from her mother and father. "I've got it," she exclaimed outloud taking off towards the lake.
Today she was going to learn how to swim...
A little nixie also happened to be heading to the lake to try to escape the heat of the mid day sun. He was still a small distance away from the lake but he could hear the water fall that fed it.
Kronah slowed down as she reached the lake. She waded in pausing to get a quick drink of water. She continued until her feet couldn't touch the bottom, which was a mistake. Her head went under the water and her mind went into panic mode, luckily she managed to struggle her way back to the shore.
"Are you ok," a voice behind her asked.
Startled Kronah turned around. "Y..Yeah," she managed. She was looking at a yellow and orange Nixie with a sunflower in his hair. "Who are you... What are you?" Kronah asked rather bluntly.
"I am Sunchaser, a Nixie and you are?" Sunchaser responded to the little soquili.
"I'm Kronah," she responded.
"Were you trying to swim? I can help teach you, if you aren't scared of the water now," Sunchaser said.
"I'm not scared, but i'll have to go soon... I don't know that there is enough time to learn," Kronah said.
"There's always enough time, It isn't that hard. You just have to kick with your legs and not panic. Give it another try before you leave, if I can do it then surely you can too," he said.
Why do you want this basket?: It's beautful, with all of the reds in it...
(to be finished)
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:21 am
Do I Make you Proud?
Username: DemonWingedPoetGirl
Soquili's Name:
Escala Amachi
Name Meaning:
Escala is the name of an electric classical music group.
The Spanish translation is "scale" but either way it suits quite well for what I have in mind.
Personality of Soquili:
I'm all about character growth.
foals should not start out perfect or remain the same until they are an adult. Thats not how life works. If i were the same person I was when I was a kid . . .it wouldn't be very pretty or exciting. It was my mistakes and imperfections that formed me into the AWESOME person that I am today.
Okay so that in mind.
I imagine overall that as the eldest of the four baskets he would take it upon himself to try and be a respectable older brother helping keep an eye on his siblings.
As a foal this would result in him trying too hard. . .way too hard. Making him quite frustrated and seem like a stick in the mud. His siblings won't like him very much.
Quirks while a foal.
~ bites lip in frustration.
~ lots of shouting
~ generally over all stressed.
~ repeats himself or talks down to his siblings. Not horribly mind you but he dose tend to give off a
"I'm older than you should listen to me." kind of air.
~ Nervous stomach. often finds him self with stomach aches due to stress.
However on the flip side
As an adult after his second bell and lots of time spent with elders he would even out considerably and understand you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar. So to speak.
quirks as an adult.
~ Hum to himself a lot. It makes him seem like he's not paying attention but yet is acutely aware. Due to his youth of watching after a bunch of energetic foals.
~ soft spoken like the melodic soothing tones of a well played standing bass. But firm definitely not a push over . . .unless you find his soft spot. Which is a enchanting voice what can I say he is lead by the ear.
~ he's the kind of stallion that will only tell you not to do something once. After that he let's you figure out why he told you not to on your own. However that's not to say he won't help you out of trouble afterward.
~ imagine a stay at home dad kind of fellow.
~ Still gets His Stomach aches not as often but still fairly often.
Prompt Responce
((i don't know what he will actually look like sooo im making guesses))
Escala, La or LaLa as he was sometimes called placed one pale yellow hoof in front of the other. Making his way down a small winding path he and his elder guide Ikinya had decided to use for the time being. He felt kind of sick to say the least his tongue was dry and his stomach felt like it was trying to dance to a sped of version of the flight of the bumble bee. . .Badly. Swallowing a lump in his throat he decided that it would be
"Sorry if i seem a little more than the average amount of nervous Ikinya .. . . its my first time away from my family I mean Ive never just left my Brothers and Sisters before. They need me to look after them you know? Im the eldest out of my Basket batch. So they are kind of my responsibility.
No only that but . . .what if i don't find my second bell? does that ever happen? That would be the worst . . .to be the first one to not receive my second bell. what would that look like to my family . . .my siblings. I -" he gave pause then as his stomach gave a particularly violent turn in the form of a sharp pain. as if all the negative thoughts in his mind were wrestling with his actual well being. this wasn't anything new but right now it seemed worse than usual. a sign all be it a painful one that he needed to focus on the positive.
"I don't mean to seem so negative as this is a truly happy occasion over all. it is my right of passage after all and not to mention an Honer that you the herds Alpha wanted to be my guide. I mean im sure-" he tuned to smile at her but found . . .she wasn't there . . .at all. just a blank spot where she might have been.
"a million other things to do-IKINYA!??!!! " he finished turning from a whisper to a shout then turned this way and that making sure he didn't just miss seeing her . . .as she was rather small after all. when he still didnt see her it really sank in.
"OH MY STARS IVE LOST THE HERDS ALPHA!!!!!"he shouted.
His breath caught in his lungs. He couldn't breathe he lost the herds alpha and now he couldn't breathe and- yep here came the wrenching stomach pain.
Just then as if things couldn't get any worse a rustling came in the bushes he turned to face it.
now Im gonna get eaten by a skin walker this is what i get for not paying attention for 2 seconds! he thought large tears welled in his eyes so he squeezed them shut.
"what on earth are you yelling about? . ..and why are you standing bout with your eyes closed? aren't we supposed to be looking for something dosent that involve ones eys most of the time?" the voice was familiar and freindly almost joking in manner. so very slowly he opened one eye.
"IKINYA!!!" he shouted then bounded to her nearly knocking her over with joy and over zealous nuzzles.
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Do you RP?: most certainly all 3 (Blake, thesh-ah, and Reii yuki) that I own outright and the two ( Tyler and Recovery) that I co own are well RP-ed with distinct goals and personalities.
I'm not here for art work (though it is pretty awesome) I'm here to RP and stretch my creative legs.
Example(s) of RP:
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How active are you in Soquili?: very active to say the least. I may not be chatting it up in the main thread very often but I do loads of other things. Recently I helped organize two basket RP contests both were quite successful. Mostly though I just RP, with future lots of plotting some match making.
Also I work from home so i have more than ample spare time on my hands.
Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?:
Put simply? Because I have the time space and desire for it.
I am a selective soquilli owner a quality over content kind of gal to say the least.
I think of the over all picture I don't ever plan on owning over 10 soq unless I retire or some happen to die in RP. I know that last part is sad but im a romantic realist at heart. Hence why I give away or co own a lot of the ones I acquire.
Why do you want this basket?:
I've always admired the family line and what you've done with it.
That I'm hungry for a new angel to RP.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 2:57 am
Streak it blue Username: Moon_Princess_Yuki
Soquili's Name: Lily
Name Meaning: The first ever wife of adam.
Personality of Soquili:
Lilly's someone who'd rather think about the impulses of life rather then act on her own. She's the kind of person that just stares into nothing just... thinking. And even though she seems like the kind of person who enjoys this stagnate life style, sometimes she'd rather move. Her habit of just thinking didn't come from her love of unravelling the world, but from her utter lack of energy to do anything else.
Lilly sadly inherited her mother's sleeping issues. But in the odd way of the world she was stuck with being unable to sleep instead of her mothers issue of sleeping at all the wrong times. So sadly Lilly can only get to sleep when her energy has totally run out. This happens every week some times less often then that. And even when she drifts to sleep she never dreams. Dreams are what help us get a good nights sleep. So with out dreams she wakes up as exhausted as she was when she went to sleep. So she never has the energy to do what she really wants to do, like explore. Thus she adapted her self into some who enjoys staring into nothing.
Luckily on rare occasions she manages to find just the right spot to sleep and can sleep for several days. And in those days of sleep she will dream. On the day following those dreams she will wake with as much, if not more, energy as a normal foal. On day's like these her true personality would show and she'd prance and laugh. She'd go exploring with her siblings and those are her happiest day's. Still these day's are rare and have only happened once or twice in her life.
Still in the end she is a very nice and smart filly, if not slow to respond. If any soquili would be patient enough with her they will find a reliable and loyal friend in Lily's sleepy self.
Prompt Response
Prompt 1 It's a lovely day, your siblings have gone to pester dad and mom seems to have fallen asleep standing again, stricken by a sleeping illness she seems to have had since she was younger she says. Suddenly graced with so much to do, what do you do, where do you go, and what kind of goods or evils are lurking in the darkness?:
Today was one of Lily's good day's. The night before she'd finally managed to sleep comfortably enough to stay asleep for the whole day. Regardless she hadn't dreamt at all that night there for she was still tired, just more energetic then normal. Furthermore with the rest of her family busy with there own thing, her mother fast asleep, and her sibling bugging her dad, today was the best day for her to finally explore the nearest forest. It had been a long time since her last excursion due to her sleep issue.
Quickly Lily glanced around to make sure she really was alone. With a grin of anticipation she took her first steps into the forest. Lily looked down as her hoof came into contact with a hard object. What she saw when she looked down took her breath away. It was a medium size stone, that glittered as sun hit it's many facets. The stone was unique to Lilly since she'd always been to tired to explore much with her siblings she'd never seen fools gold before and saw it as magic.
As she watched the colors dance from facet to facet she wandered idly weather her mother would want t or if she should just leave it. In the end she decided to leave it since her mother would probably asleep when she got back, and she;d be to sleepy to give it to her by the time her mother woke up.
She continued forward eating at all the berries her sibling would either describe to her when she couldn't follow them into the forest or would bring with them for her to try. And each time they gave her a berry they would always say fresh was best. Standing here and eating them straight of the bush Lilly had to agree.
Each of her tripes out into the forest made her wish she could visit more often. It also made her worry for her future. What would happen if she suddenly got to tired to run and was attacked by a kalona or a skinwalker?What if she gets stuck somewhere with no water because she's too tired to walk to the nearest watering site? How would she make friends with anyone but her family if she was to tired to even talk? Would she be alone forever if she lost her family? She would worry and worry almost none stop of ver the same things till she remembered her mother and that she was happy and alive even though she had similar problems. And with thoughts like that she was sure she'd be happy no matter what. It'd also make her feel more attached to her family.
And as she'd feel more love towards them she'd start to miss them and this time was no different then the others. And like all her other forest visits she'd turn right around and went back to her family to play till she couldn't any more.
Why do you want this basket?: Because I love the family, they seem fun and interesting. I also love the interesting character that I have made for this oddly interesting family. Plus I've fallen in love with the little filly I have in my head. Really she's so adorable and it'll be fun being able to play her as a hyper foal sometimes or a sleep deprived filly. I think she'll be an exciting character. I hope to also use her to learn more about her family as well and try to learn new ways to grow her character threw her family interactions.
Also this may sound shallow, but one other reason I want her is to see if I can win. I've never really been a very good RPer but I try. I try for almost every RP contest I can even though in my head I'm thinking I can never win. But I try anyway. Why? Because I want and need practice and I know if I try hard enough and do these long enough I will be able to win one I'm just a kid right now so I know I can improve.
That's another reason I want her because I think roleplaying with people who thought up such fun and amazing characters might help me improve my RP and my character creation skills.
I hope you consider my reply even though my RPing skills are bad now. I don't want you to consider me for my skills now but for the possibility that one day I will get better. sorry for sounding pompous.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 7:34 am
Streak it blue
Username: XxPrimevalPandaxX
Soquili's Name: Ekaterina (Russian)
Name Meaning: Pure
Personality of Soquili: Ekaterina or Rina for short wouldn’t be the type of mare that uses brutality to prove a point. She wouldn’t need to and for the most part she wouldn’t try it. She finds it barbaric and a waste of time. Instead she would use intelligence and mind power to win over others. With what she would lack in strength she would make up for in mind power. Not sure of whether she received this trait from her mother or father, but her intellect is always buzzing for more knowledge. Knowledge of the unknown is her fancy.
She will protect those she loves from harm and once again it wouldn’t be a physical task. It’s more fun for her to have a battle of the minds if you want to call it that. Prove her mental strength over others and ultimately overcome the obstacle without having to get violent. She doesn’t know why she feels the need to be intelligent or why as she grows she craves learning. That is something she will more then likely continue to want to learn different things throughout the world of Soq.
As she is one to seek knowledge she is also one that seeks treasure. Not the usual gold treasure that one immediately thinks about, but books or parchments, something with the written word that she could use to study and learn from. Even though she wouldn’t be able to fully read human language, she would try to understand it. If anyone brought her a piece of paper with knowledge on it, she would put it in a safe place and call it her ‘treasure.’
Her name means ‘pure’ and that is pretty much how she is. She will be a little OCD about others touching her and for the most part wouldn’t have that happen. She wouldn’t attack them if they did, but would feel more uncomfortable about it. It might even make her stutter. That is something she wouldn’t do often just when she feels bothered.
She struggles from time to time with reality because her mother’s Narcolepsy passed down to her, but she doesn’t have it as badly. She will fall asleep sometimes unexpectedly and still think she is awake. Then other times she thinks the reality she is in is just a nightmare from a dream. Depending on the day usually determines her mood. Even though she loves her dreams and at the same time loves her reality, she just had trouble distinguishing the two occasionally. With this she feels more closely connected to her mother then anyone else in the family. She understands what she is going through and vice-versa.
She would be fearful of what her parents were going through. Her father always seeming to be so distant and her mother not knowing what world she is in most of the time. She wants to learn what they go through and why her father’s head is always high in the sky.
I can see her standing by her family and being like the big sister to all her siblings.
Prompt Response
Listening to the large stallions words, Ekaterina ponders very strongly on the words that were said to her. She looked up at him slightly before walking a little away from him. She needed a second to think on this. That was her strong point after all. She wanted to think on how to answer the question given to her.
Knowing that momma has that problem scares me…what if it happens to me when I’m drinking from a pond? What if it happens to me when predators are around? Is there a way to stop it from happening? Momma sleeps a lot anymore and it’s scary because…sometimes she doesn’t know if I’m real or not. Does she even love me? I’m sure she does, but if she thinks I’m only a dream how can me and her truly connect?
The thoughts that stirred in her mind were becoming more and more restless. She looked around eyeing her uncle with a blank stare. This was one she usually gave when she was deep in thought.
Now papa….he is always thinking. Always deep in thought much like me, but then…sometimes I wonder if he even notices anything. He seems so far gone. So far out in the sky at times that I don’t know what to expect from him. I like him, but I don’t know how to get to him.
Letting out a sigh, the filly sat down in front of the large stallion flicking her tail behind her.
“I feel scared uncle…I feel scared because I don’t know what would happen to me. Momma and papa seem like they live in a different reality..”
She kept it short and it was the only thing she could really say. For the most part she did feel scared. She didn’t know how else to describe it, but that she was scared.
Giving her uncle a small smile, she walked closer to him and curled up a little bit as she watched her mother and father silently. She would be there for them both no matter what happened in the future.
Why do you want this basket?: Well first off the family is gorgeous <3
Second, the family is very interesting and they seemed to all have been well thought out.
Lastly, I think it would be fun to plot and just RP the basket when it grows in general.
I love to plot and would love to plot with this family <3
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 10:18 am
Do I Make you Proud? Username: LunaRei_SilverBlood Soquili's Name: Calypso Amachi Name Meaning: It's a type of music : Click here for history - I like to think of it, as adaptive. You can take away the sticks, but I'll just find something else to create a beat with. Take that away, and I'll just find something else. Personality of Soquili: Ultimately adaptive, he'll see a problem and want to solve it head on. Doesn't like the feeling of not being able to move forward as the foal gets older. But before it gets to go on this journey, very foal like, sticking close to the parents, and letting curiosity get the better of it. But once the journey happens it'll start to grow, into more confidence, and leadership. Though I would like to have some trials to help solidify that growth. As a family member probably bothered at first with all the siblings, wanting it's own attention. But maturing into the 'bossy older sibling', and then as it ages it sees' the family from 'older eyes' it'll nurture the siblings more, and help out.. Before reaching the 'adulthood' where it's allowed to really have it's 'own life' staying with the herd, but having great ideals and going for himself / helping the family in any way. Prompt Responce"Inkya...?" The foal called out. The usdia mare had just been there. Maybe he had wandered to far or fast for the short legged female. In times like these what would Cuauhcoat do? The foal tried to think, it didn't want to wander even further away, but back tracking steps could be the first step! Calypso turned in the direction that it had come from, moving slowly and listening around it. He wasn't exactly scared, but there was still some panic there. Over protective parents warned of the creatures that lurked around at night. The foal started to get a little bit spooked. He wanted to go home now... Inkya was missing this was just a lost cause! Looking around, the foal heard something rustling in the bushes. "Inkya!" He trotted over, but something jetted out of the bush scaring him/her. What was that!? the colt was startled now, but when it's eyes followed, the 'thing' seemed to beckon it to follow, willowing wisps of mist around it... The foal cautiously crept forward and then the mist vanished. Great... Now it was seeing things. Calypso spotted the misty figure again, moments later as it was about to turn around in defeat, a little ways off, and went after it. This hide and seek game continued for a good half hour before the colt's ears picked up another sound. "Chatter...?" Pushing its way through a bush, the foal found itself staring at a pond. The pond seemed rather quit... Maybe a little to quiet? Walking to the glassy surface, and looking past it's own reflection it saw eggs... No not chicken eggs, but frog eggs. "Huh..." Calypso sounded walking along the bank. Noticing a some disturbance the foal saw tadpoles, and then as it walked, the tadpoles at legs. The eyes of the foal observed what was a life cycle, and then through the silence and to the foals surprise a frog jumped out of the water. It was like time slowed down, the last sliver of light catching the balls of water that bounced off the frog, and the frogs tongue shot out and captured a fly, as it then landed on the ground. The colt was amazed by this. One single frog had emerged from the pond... Fish eat tad poles, but this single one; adapted to survive... Adaption. That's it. No matter how hard times get, you don't give up and keep pushing forward. The foal then turned away, it's lesson learn and found a path... "Where did that path come from?" He tilted it's head, and then walked toward it. Hearing a voice, not to sure what it was saying. As the foal walked down the path slowly -- The voice was call his name. Dashing forward the foals eyes found Inkya. The mare asked how the foal got all the way out here, having come off the path. Calypso explained "I learned not to let anything stand in my way." _________________________ Do you RP?: Yes~ Example(s) of RP: Sample one / Sample two - if you need more let me know o.o How active are you in Soquili?: I'm around daily Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?: Well I'd really like to be involved because of the plots. A while ago, there was also the plot with Starlet and Mecho, where he took Star to meet Tugley. Starlet still talks about Mecho, and her trip. But I'm active, and over the years of being in the shop I have grown, in terms of RP / plots, and involvement with others. Why do you want this basket?: I was always rather 'inspired' by the family. And I was looking over the info, and looking at the description, and got an idea and ran with it. So it would be fun to be involved with the family, and herd. ______________________________________________________ Hold me Closer Tiny Dancer Username: LunaRei_SilverBlood Soquili's Name: Jitterbug Amachi Name Meaning: Type of swing dance - The term became associated with swing dancers who danced without any control or knowledge of the dance. Personality of Soquili: Jittery. Even as a foal the filly will be more fidgety, and might not really have 'perfect' rythm, but she'll just create her own beat to dance too. Prompt ResponceJitterbug wasn't so sure about this whole 'First leap' thing... Not to mention she was with her older sister Farruca. The filly shook herself, trying to read of her negative thoughts, and stumbled to the side. "Farruca, what did you learn?" She looked back to find her older sister but there was no on there. Jitterbug started to panic, pacing in circles, had this been done on purpose? Sure... she was the youngest, but ... "Moooooom.." She wailed as she began to tear up. She was still on the path, and she started to walk back. only to find herself with 3 different path options. Randomly picking one, the saddened foal sniffled. Farruca wouldn't have done this on purpose, but the poor foal simply felt like she didn't fit in with the rhythmic family. stumbling onto a field in her sorrow, she saw sheep. ( Granted there probably aren't really sheep in the lands but it's for the best analogy ). Jitter bug watched the sheep, they looked like a family, just like her own, and they seemed happy enough. And she spotted some baby sheep too... "I miss mom..." She sniffed again. The entire day was aweful, she tripped and just felt... Not good. And as she was thinking about this, she saw a small black sheep stray from the pack. Granted the foals thinking was as advanced to say 'look, they're shunning the outcast.' she felt it in her heart. And felt that, that black sheep was her. It was wander farther and farther, surely something from the woods would get it... But then one of it's siblings came rushing after it, and turned the black sheep back to the direction of the family. And the family of sheep were happy to have it back. how sweet was that? Then the sounds of rough hooves came quickly toward the foal. Farruca had rushed after her, exclaiming she thought she had lost her, and was so happy she was safe. Jitterbug nuzzled into her older sisters leg. Even if she was different, she was still an Amachi, and her family loved her, for her. There was no need to feel like the outcast. So what if she couldn't dance to the same beats as the others. She would shine on her own, with her own music. _________________________ Do you RP?: Yes~ Example(s) of RP: Sample one / Sample two - if you need more let me know o.o How active are you in Soquili?: I'm around daily Why do you feel you should get a basket/be picked as co-owner for a foal?: Well I'd really like to be involved because of the plots. A while ago, there was also the plot with Starlet and Mecho, where he took Star to meet Tugley. Starlet still talks about Mecho, and her trip. But I'm active, and over the years of being in the shop I have grown, in terms of RP / plots, and involvement with others. Why do you want this basket?: I was always rather 'inspired' by the family. And I was looking over the info, and looking at the description, and got an idea and ran with it. So it would be fun to be involved with the family, and herd.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:07 pm
Paint it Red.Username: Lolli McHotpants
Soquili's Name: Lük
Name Meaning: Essentially 'Luke' from the New Testament. Signaling hope and new beginnings.
Personality of Soquili: Strong willed- To a fault. This is a filly and later a mare that will stare down anything without thought of consequence, finding any reason or justification whatsoever to do so. She agrees with her mother's view that the waking world is but a dream and that as it's her dream she has full control over it. Nothing in her dream can harm her unless she deems it so.
Prompt ResponceQuote: Wandering around one day, you come across your great uncle, Remiel, who decides to delight himself with a little conversation. Leaning close, he riddles a question to you. Light in the clouds like father, or sleepy headed like mom. Are you the kind who finds themself tired suddenly like she is, or always wondering and worried like your father? How does this make you feel? I don't expect a huge explanation. . . you are just a child.How do you respond? Staring up her nose at the much larger stallion she narrowed her eyes. She'd never seen this particular one before and wondered if he was a connection to her Mother or Father. As he whispered his riddle into her angrily flicking ear she snorted and backed up a step. Her tail flicked and her ears moved with it as she thought of the best way to answer him and make the thing dissapear. "Firstly, sir, I am not just a child. There is no such thing." She stated this as solidly as stating that deer could run and water would get you wet. "Secondly- It is not correct to just decide that I will be like either Mother or Father. I am my own being with my own thoughts and choices, something you should be so kind to remember. Can you tell me that you are exactly like either your father or your mother? My guess is probably not." Cocking her head at him she seemed to study him carefully like a bee on a flower petal. "Why are you here?" She asked it suddenly and softly. "All we see or seem to be is just a dream, and if you are just a dream that I am having why must I conjure an obnoxious stallion with dumb questions?" She frowned and huffed in irritation but it was obvious that she was just speaking to herself now. Turning and slowly wandering away she continued to speak- "Why not just dream of food, since my stomach is rumbling. Or water to cool my face? It just doesn't make any kind of sense..." Why do you want this basket?: Red sparklies~
And also a complete love of Josephine. She's so light and spirited in personality, it's fun to entertain the idea that I might get to play a daughter of her's so much like her but so very different at the same time.
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