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 Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 3:52 pm
Wow, great entry Setsuna-Mudo!
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 4:51 pm
Thanksu ^^ I got bored and couldn't choose between the prompts lol
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 11:54 am
Name: Hamideh
Meaning: Praiseworthy in Iranian
Prompt: #2
Entry:
Sniffing the air around her, Hamideh strut forward through the meadow and deemed the world what it was through her crystal blue eyes. Her greatness filled her every vein, and her beauty radiated through the flutter of her eyes. Loving everything about herself, she cocked her head to the smell of a pond and went forward, hoping to see if anyone was around.
The morning was quiet for her, and she pouted at the amount of attention she had received. Her usual craving included that she be praised by the females and oogled by the males, and every second of staring gave her more enjoyment as the minutes added up. 'It wasn't easy being perfect', she always told herself, as she would waltz away. It was quite a hard life to live, though she wouldn't change it for anything else.
The pond was empty, lifeless, and dull. Not even a bird was to be seen, and her pouty expression curved into a dramatic stare. "How can this be happening?" She yelled, hoping to even wake a close being nearby. Her gold markings gleamed in the sun, and her jewel-like body threw itself out in competition against the flowers. "My morning is not beginning in my favor.." She groaned.
It was obvious that she was quite a sight to the males, and she had many friendly discussions with them. As she would elegantly talk, they would stare and smile, and agree with everything she would say. To her, it was the perfect relationship, for it was what she deserved. It was what was to be expected towards perfection. She knew she was unique, beautiful, stunning; a gem to be admired. She was the first, finest, and she would wear such an honor proudly. Her naturally shimmered green body posed only to reinstate why she was so rare, and perfection meant so much to her.
It would sometimes get difficult though, to deal with females. It wasn't that Hamideh wasn't friendly, she actually was quite delightful to listen to. Though, for the females that felt threatened from her perfection (which was most), she was someone who was unbearable. Her natural response was that she would boast quite a bit about herself. Her confidence level was unreachable for most, and that was something she radiated even through the way she held her smile. To her it was natural, but for many it was seen as something very obnoxious.
If she decided to take a break from the eyes around her, her most familiar pleasure was to make her way to a pond or stream. She loved gazing at herself, and would practice making faces and expressions. For many, something like this would be crazy, but to her it was extremely enjoyable. Why shouldn't she love what her gorgeous eyes could show her, everyone else around her seemed to feel the same way. It was a game she would play to herself, and when she was satisfied with fixing and grooming her hair, she would wink one last time, and make her way back to the attention she loved.
Gloomily looking at the pond again at first, she looked at her reflection, and suddenly felt her mouth find itself in a smile. Even though the morning wasn't entirely in her favor, she at least looked beyond perfect. She slowly tore herself away from the reflection, and walked forward in the open area. Keeping her thoughts steady and comfortable, she gazed at the sky, almost in competition towards its stunning blue color. Despite her lifestyle, which to many could have been overly dramatic and ridiculous, she closed her eyes, only to absorb herself as steadily as she could. Hamideh strived to make everything about herself proud and defiant, and every morning and night when she awoke or transitioned from dreams, she made sure to keep her Undulcan heritage close in her heart. Knowing she was the first left her confused in thoughts and mysteries to who she needed to mold herself and be. Darkness was known to engulf her thoughts, and such feelings left her confused and worried. Only time could tell how she would develop herself, and through the many experiences she would face, she hoped to be as faithful to her own nature and to not back down from her beliefs.
Born into this world in her own way, Hamideh will choose on how to develop herself, whether it be according to her blood or to her soul.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 5:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:53 pm
Wow, it sound like Hamidah thinks as much, or more if that is possible,of herself as my Ra thinks of himself. xd
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 8:17 pm
*blushblush* Thanks <33
Hee yeah, I love rping characters that way blaugh Sometimes I wish I was more like that in real life ; P
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 3:23 pm
Very awesome entries. :3 Five days left to enter!
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 3:58 pm
Im working on my entry, should be here by tomorrow or so.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:11 pm
I never really work on an entry. The story just seem to start in my head and flow out. The story just seems to know where it will take me.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:15 pm
Im really just tracking down her past RP character's and story's and see what are key thing's she include's in them, i foudd her RPC. Ill post it in my entry. ;]
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 11:35 pm
I agree with Ice. I had no idea what I was going to do for a reply so I just went for it. Paused once in a while to think and then continue again lol
I can't wait until it's over to see who wins! whee
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 5:14 am
Name: Azaria Meaning: Family member's name, my mother didnt tell me what it means though. D: Prompt: #4? Entry: There she sat, on the top of the highest hill, awaiting him to return, over time she found love had betrayed her... and she was left alone yet again. A beautiful ulaya by the name of Azaria, betrayed by those in her family, and now by the thing she most loved. A sad sight for those who watched her as she walked down the hill's and glided off into the wind, crying. Her emotion's shattered... her skin thick, she was a changed girl now... very changed. ~~*~~MONTH'S LATER~~*~~ In the same lowly hill where she once awaited her love she stood, her eye's filled with hatred, and her body posture almost looked like the one a un-dead minion would do. The sun slowly rose as Azaria reached the top, she swore she saw the shadow of her past love, seperated by a eternal sea, she dashed toward's the shadow figure only to watch it dissapear as she got closer. "Why me?... WHY!?!?!" She screamed at the top of her lung's as she cryed painfully, but alas even now she knew he wouldnt ever return. She watched the ocean from her standing spot, tears still forming, she turned her back on her past and now headed for a... shall we say, devilish future? ( Re-make of my sister's original story Titled Sister of the damned.) She story was almost 150 page's long so i tried to resume it al in a short story, im not a writing type and i really didnt wanna keep messing with my sister's old computer file's, which i keptsaved as memories. D: RPC picture. (Sorry for the size)- 
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 3:45 pm
Well, she has no past RP, family or anything. She doesn't even have an entry in my journal. x) So, no problems there. I'm giving everyone full reign on this one. :3
...Er, what's an RPC?
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 4:42 pm
It's her old Role play character. xDDD;
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 3:27 pm
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