Pae'il Name: Applebloom Power Category: 4. Primemorphic Chosen Power Name: Bloomin' Apples Power Description: Applebloom can turn any tree into a fruit-bearing apple tree. Weakness: Only works on live trees. Link to most recent completed RP:
She just wanted to go home. She missed the farm, the orchard, and Ponyville in general. Of course it had been explained that they'd had to leave, that there was no choice. But it didn't stop her from wishing.
She turned her mind back to the task at hand. If she were ever going to earn her cutie mark, she needed to be proactive, right? If that meant aligning herself with these Faun and helping the tree they lived in then that's what she was going to do. Right now she was just waiting for the time to come. The limb she'd carved her name into had already been burned.
Finally she was approached by a Faun with a bowl. The sacred bowl apparently. She couldn't help but be just a little skeptical of all this stuff, but if it got her a cutie mark then she'd gladly do it. Carefully she took the bowl in her hands and drank. It was sweet and cool against her tongue and the flavor reminded her of apples. The seed in the liquid passed her lips and slid easily down her throat. It felt a little weird, but she kind of liked it, too. It felt warm and made her smile as she licked the last of the dew from her lips.
She was told she was a Primemorph. And she had no idea what that meant. But she was sure she'd find out soon enough. She grinned and left, waiting to see what her friend Sweetie Belle was according to the tree.
Dragon Berri generated a random number between
1 and 7 ...
4!
Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 9:49 pm
Pae'il Name: Sweetie Belle Power Category: 4. Primemorphic Chosen Power Name: Sweet as Pie Power Description: Can turn any fruit into a pie, or mini tart. Weakness: Only works on fruit, she cannot make a meat pie. It only makes as much pie as she has fruit. Link to most recent completed RP:
Sweetie Belle was nervous. She was glad that Applebloom had gone before her. The whole thing didn't look too hard but she was still nervous. She smiled a little when Applebloom gave her the thumbs up. They'd gone hunting for their branches together, though A.B. had found her's first she hadn't let Sweetie Belle continue her search alone. She had been grateful for that, as she was grateful that she hadn't lost her friend during the move from Ponyville.
Shifting nervously on her hooves, Sweetie Belle took the bowl with the pale green liquid in her only slightly shaking hands. She had wanted to do this because Applebloom had, and because Rarity had. She didn't want to be left out, and she wanted to earn her cutie mark. Applebloom was sure they could do it this way, and she had faith in her friend.
She sipped from the bowl at first, then took mouthfuls. It was a clear, pure kind of taste, even when the seed slid past her lips. It was a little sweet, too, almost too sweet. The way a good pie should taste.
She was told she was a primemorph, whatever that was. But it sounded like what she thought they'd told Applebloom, so maybe they could figure it out together.
Pae'il Name: Amitola Parent 1's Name and Power: Cabel - (1) Sticky / (2) Bee Buzz Parent 2's Name and Power: Zinerva - Healing Bubbles (pending approval) Combined Powers Element: Water Power Category: Purifier / Prodigy Chosen Power Name: (1) Miracle Candies / (2) Bee Buzz Power Description: (1) Amitola can make small candies using the waters of the lake, his healing powers, and sweetened with honey that can cure simple ailments, from a cough, to fever, to exhaustion. / (2) Like his father, Cabel, Amitola can communicate with honey bees, asking for their assistance in gathering honey for his healing candies. Weakness: (1) The candies are a result of much trial and error, many early trials tasting horrible, having little to no effect, if not unfavorable side effects until he learns to control how his healing abilities affect the candies. While they are made from the water of the lake, they need to use honey from the land and be made out of the water in order to set up correctly. / (2) He can understand and communicate with the bees, but anything they do, they do as a favor to him, not because he orders them to. He's going to have to do a little beekeeping and build up a repertoire with his new friends. Link to most recent completed RP:
The brightly-colored Water Fae tried to hang back towards the back of the grand throne room, but it was hard to remain unnoticed when your very coloring seemed to be calling out for attention. Instead, at least he looked to be patient, waiting his turn for the ceremony to take place. His eyes kept drifting around the grand hall in wonder, never having such a perfect chance to study it before.
He would have liked to have longer, in fact, but he jumped, startled, as his name rang out through the water. He was gripping his pearl tightly in his fist, trying not to show how nervous he was about this. What if he broke some grand court protocol by saying something stupid? Maybe if he said nothing...but what if he was asked something? Oh, Great Waters, help him. He needed it.
The anxious Water Fae moved forward to answer the call, looking equally as if he were flying as swimming through the water. He tried to ignore the odd stares from some of the Naiads, realizing that most had never seen one of his kind before. There weren't many, he understood, aside from himself and his brother, as far as he knew. He thought he'd heard of another male that had been seen here before, but they'd never met. Still, he moved on, neither meeting their curious eyes nor faltering in his purpose. He'd decided he was going to do this, and after many long discussions with both of his parents, we was going forward with it today.
He neared the great water globe that towered over the room with its mere presence. A globe of water...underwater. The concept itself was mind-boggling, but the sight of it made him speechless. He was instructed on what to do with the pearl he had brought, inscribed with his name, and he nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the globe. He glided forward slowly now, nearing the globe and opening his hand to reveal his offering. He reached forwards, pressing the hand with the pearl against the surface. It was...smooth, but pliable...but unyielding to his touch. He pushed slightly, understanding that he was to insert the pearl, but...it didn't seem to want to go, and he worried about trying to force it. Was this supposed to happen? Was he doing something wrong? This couldn't be right...he must have done something wrong. He was being rejected. Despair washed over his form, and the Water Fae sighed, leaning towards the globe to rest his head on the hand holding the pearl against the solid surface.
'Please...help me. I need to do this. I need to belong...somewhere. I'm tired of being stuck in the middle, confused about where I'm supposed to be, what I'm supposed to do. If this is what I'm supposed to do, just...help me...'
The silent prayer rushed through his mind, and eyes closed, leaning against his hand, Amitola almost missed the gentle shift as the pearl beneath his hand was slowly absorbed by the watery globe beneath, otherwise remaining solid. He backed away, eyes widening in surprise, unsure what had just happened and what he should do next. He pulled back, watching as the Queen paid close attention to what was happening within the globe. Fascinated as well, he watched as the pearl started to sink in the water, slowly, slowly starting to...move? The shiny bauble started to shift, wriggling and squirming before unfolding into the form of a graceful, tiny blue fish! By the Waters...!
His heart was hammering in his chest as the Queen crossed towards him, the little fish coaxed into a ceremonial vessel by her Highness, now handed over to the brightly-colored Water Fae. He took the ritual cup, hoping that the Queen and her Court couldn't see his hands shaking as he did so. He stared down into it, watching the glowing fish swim lazy figure eights in the cup, as if patiently waiting for him. Well, here goes. He tipped the cup back, the translucent, glowing little fish going along for the ride. If he expected it to feel like a fish when he swallowed, he was pleasantly surprised. It entered like a heated drink, warming him from within, the sensation spreading from his core to the very tips of his fins and fingers. With a pleasant shiver, he lowered the cup, returning it as the discussions began regarding his further instructions. He started wondering if something was wrong, with how long the discussion was taking...but, eventually, he was told he'd be receiving Purifier training from Lady Aeroniel, to which he smiled in relief. Purifier! Healing! He'd been so worried that he'd receive some sort of dangerous power, something that might hurt others...
...and Prodigy training from Captain Turin.
Wait, what? Two trainers? Did...could they not determine what his power was? That's why the discussion had taken so long? Or...no, he couldn't have received two powers...could he? Or maybe...oh, he had some talking to do with Dad...
Attempting to cover his surprise, he pushed his gratitude to the surface instead, bowing to the Queen and her Court graciously, thanking them each in turn as he backed down from the dais. He felt nearly dizzy from the questions and thoughts whirling 'round his mind, as well as giddy from the entire experience and the knowledge that for better or worse, he'd cast his lot in with these people. He finally belonged somewhere.
Amasis generated a random number between
1 and 7 ...
1!
Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 2:43 pm
Pae'il Name: Jerana Power Category: Shaman Chosen Power Name: Cries of Mourning Power Description: Jerana summons a cyclone of spirits that wail very loudly and try to grab at whomever is close enough to them. Weakness: There is no way for her to silence their wailing, which starts as soon as they're summoned, so it's very implausible for any strategy not incredibly overt. Also, the spirits' grips are weak and cannot actually bind/restrain anything/one they grab onto. Link to most recent completed RP: The fallen branch was awkward and heavy in her hands. It was not a particularly large branch, but the amount of importance in it was enough to make it more of a burden that it should've been. Her name was carved inelegantly into the bark, pieces chipping off here and there where she'd gone a bit too shallow, or not been able to avoid drier spots. But it was legible.
Not that she supposed that mattered, eyes rising to look at the fire pit that she stood in front of. She squinted a bit against the bright light, hearing the occasional faint crinkling of fur from how close she was standing to the incredible heat. The scent of it was acrid, which made her wrinkle her nose a bit. She didn't want to be so close, but with what she was about to do, with how important it was, she didn't want to be too far away, either. It would be very embarrassing, and just her luck, to miss the fire entirely with what she was about to do.
The toss was low, slow, underhand. She was more accurate that way. And the branch went in without a problem. There was an initial flareup of sparks, of light, and she instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes from it. ...How long would it take to burn? Had she tossed it into the right part of the fire? Was there a 'right' part of the fire? What was she supposed to do while it burned and crumbled into ash?
She stood very still, closing her eyes when she decided that she couldn't very well keep staring at the fire. And with so many people around, she didn't want to be looking around everywhere, like some child who couldn't control themselves. This was important. The chieftain was here. Earthmother was here. Lady Vanya. She couldn't embarrass herself in front of them. She could not. That would be disastrous. Of all the people to embarrass herself in front of, the most important faun would be the worst ones. The absolute worst. The worst of the worst. There could be nobody worse. No one. Not in all the world.
Embarrassment in front of the Inner Circle would be mortifying. And how was she supposed to pick her power, anyway? Would it be divinely inspired? She wasn't going to have to stand there gaping like an idiot at everyone while she scrambled to think of something that wouldn't make her a laughing stock, would she? What would even work to make her not a laughing stock? She had no idea. None whatsoever. A power to draw stick-figures on the wall? No. Stick-figures in water or oil? No. Make trees form stick-figures? No. Make clouds form stick-figures? That would be impractical at best. So no.
Someone cleared their throat nearby, discreetly, and that's when she realised that she had lost herself in her thoughts. Eyes snapping open to see the wooden bowl being offered to her, she felt a bit of the blood drain from her face. How long had it been there? A couple seconds? A couple minutes? More? Oh she hoped not.
Taking the bowl, handling it gingerly, as if it were going to shatter in her hands, she sipped from the liquid it contained. It didn't really have a flavour, and this surprised her for some reason. What had she been expecting it to taste like? Like bread? Like salads?
Sweet. She'd... been expecting it to taste sweet.
She could sense the expectation in the air around her as she drank from the bowl with everyone watching her. Her nerves rose anew, and she wondered when it was supposed to occur to her. She hadn't any more concrete a notion of what she wanted to do than she'd had five minutes ago, quietly panicking with her eyes closed. Her thoughts were a whirlwind as she imagined everyone looking at her, staring at her, probably quietly wondering to themselves when she would just hurry up already. It was as if their imagined faces, imagined voices, were pushing into her thoughts themselves, poking and prodding at her to move along. A whirlwind of -
That was it.
That... that was it.
Taking a deep breath, then another, she closed her eyes as she solidified in her mind what it was she wanted. Whirlwinds, and faces, and poking, and prodding, and staring, and demanding what they were doing and why they weren't helping them, crying very, very loudly, insistantly, to the heavens, the world, the skies and trees and animals. Everyone would know of it.
Everyone.
"Alright... I've got it." A deep breath. "And you've got me.
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 2:00 pm
Nafretiti
Pae'il Name: Atlantis Power Category: 2. Purifier Chosen Power Name: Elemental Healing/Water Healing Weakness: *May not be able to heal every ailment/injuries if they are too severe. *Lack of water renders ability useless. *Internal injuries may be hard to heal. Link to most recent completed RP: [X]
A very similar power already exists in the Light faction. It might be better if you picked something else for Atlantis to do, or perhaps got more specific?
Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 2:02 pm
The following powers are all approved! Congratulations!
Doctor Whooves
Antidia
Pae'il Name: Doctor Whooves Power Category: 6. Prodigy Chosen Power Name: Regeneration Power Description: Amputated body parts will regenerate Weakness: The smaller the body part, the quicker it will regenerate. Legs and arms may take a while. Heads do not regenerate, because if he's beheaded, he'd be killed. Although it's never been tested, but maybe a head can grow a new body? As a Luminary, I'd like for his regeneration to include full-body regeneration the same as the real Doctor. Link to most recent completed RP:
Like his companion, Doctor was not one to enter into local rituals lightly. That's how marriages, sacrificial offerings and general mayhem usually started. But this ritual was different. This island, and this Tree were his new base of operations, so to speak -- his home. He wanted to fit in, do as the simple folk do. And swear allegiance to these Faun who so graciously opened up their home to the Faunies.
He'd protect his kind with his life. He'd protect all Pae'il, if he had to. But he still needed to meet them all.
Scooping up the ashes of his sacrificed branch, he chuckled to himself, thinking this such a simple ceremony full of metaphor and imagery. Little did he know the magic involved was real, and binding. As the ashes formed the glowing seed in the dew in the bowl, Doctor was mesmerized. "Brilliant!" he whispered with excitement. Without any hesitation, unlike K'anpo, he gulped it down immediately. "Delicious."
The warming sensation that spread through his body was satisfying. Like a big magical hug with a reassuring whisper of acceptance and joy.
"Prodigy"
Huh? "What?" He wasn't quite sure what that meant, because he considered himself somewhat of a prodigy already. It wasn't disappointing, but it wasn't the fireworks and "master of the universe" type ability he'd hoped for. Then again, he wasn't really sure what to expect, so he just went with it. His companion received the same declaration, so at least they could help each other there.
***Pre-approved to share power with K'anpo Rimpoche for RP plot purposes***
Lotus Blossom Just be aware that the proposed situation could not have happened until after the ceremony described on the front page properly occurred!
Nafretiti
Pae'il Name: Lotus Blossom Power Category: 5. Terrakin Chosen Power Name: Animal companion/Asp Power Description: Has an affinity with an Asp. Weakness: The spiritual bond does not give snake abilities to Lotus, but she can control only her snake. Since her snake is venomous, keeping an eye on him is a chore in itself so he won't bite anyone and the normal things snakes are weak to, cold etc.
Link to most recent completed RP:
Lotus had decided to go get some ingrediants for some masks and lotions she was going to make, having run out and needing them for a client and if that client didn't have the stuff she wanted she could get a little upset and she wasn't wanting that so time for her to do some work outside the 'spa' her sister and herself ran from outside the tree and this was something she truly had to get in touch with the Chef about, Lotus had almost gotten everything she had come out for but to finish off what she needed she needed aloe and she couldn't find it, had her skills in locating such easy herbs as aloe really gone down hill since she left Equestria? Lotus sighed and walked over to a tree and sat down, crossing her legs she took a deep breath in and started to meditate a little, try and clear her head and properly calm herself and her head and start again.
"Whatcha looking for?" A voice popped up inside her mind, no more then ten minutes after she sat down "you are looking rather losssst and a little pathetic, maybe I can help" the voice spoke again, opening an eye she looked around to see who was talking to her but saw no one so carried on meditating only to hear the voice again "alright, sssseriously, do I HAVE to bite you or ssssomething to get your attention? Look up" the voice said again as Lotus opened her eyes and looked up "a...are you talking to me?" She asked, looking up at the snake in the tree "wait...you can't be! Snakes can't talk!" She said as she started to back away, this was some sort of magic right? She hadn't been here very long and didn't know the ways of this place yet but who says magic couldn't exist here? She didn't know but she did know snakes can't talk.
The asp sighed and slithered down the tree and slithered after her "don't be afraid! I am friendly, I sssswear!" he called out to her, the voice faintly sounding in her mind, it would have been louder if she wasn't running for her life "l...leave me alone!" She called as she looked back, snake still following her, one thing she had never been fond of it was reptiles, she even had a bit of a phobia towards Gummy, sure he was a cute toothless alligator but still, to her, he was also still a tad scary and this snake could TALK, scarier still! Not watching where she was going she ended up tripping over a rock and landing straight into a lake. Swimming to the topp sne squirted water out of her mouth and looked around, wondering if she should stay in the water or not but not seeing the snake around she slowly swam to the side and climbed out.
"Hi, you alright?" The snake asked, reaching her and looking up at her and Lotus, being too tired to even care anymore, fell to her knees and sighed "go on, if you want to kill me then do it fast and quick, I really can't be bothered running from you anymore "she said as she closed her eyes and just waited to die but instead the snake shook his head "you really don't get what 'friendly' meanssss do you? I am not here to do anything to you except help you, will you let me help you find what you are looking for?" Lotus opened her eyes and blinked at the snake "y...you want to HELP me?" She asked, having the snake nod once again "yes, like I said before but you were too busy thinking I was going to kill you. Now, what is it you are looking for?"
Lotus wasn't sure what to make of this, how could she understand a snake? She reached out a hand gingerly and touched the snakes head and pulled her hand quickly away "can I trust you?" She asked, knowing that for all she knew the snake could be lying to her "you will have to figure hat out on your own but come, lets go find the plant you want" he said as he started slithering away which just made Lotus get up and run to catch up with him "a...alright, then, I am looking for an aloe vera plant, do you know where that is? Do you even know what that is?" The snake nodded "yesss, pleassse, thissss way" he said as he started towards the woods. Lotus wasn't sure what to think, why is she following a snake? Should she? Looking around she saw they were heading for the woods, hoping her last moments wouldn't be in such a dark place she silently prayed to the Gods and hoped the snake would be trustworthy "how deep into the woods?" She asked as the snake kept going "it issss growing in a clearing, the ssssun makes the clearing beautiful and ssssunny and sssso there sssshould sssstill hopefully be ssssome there" he said carrying on.
After a while they arrived at the clearing, looking around he was right, the clearing was beautifully lit up by the sun and noticing a aloe vera planet just a few feet away she ran over and cut herself off as much as she could and then turned to the snake after placing it in her bag with the rest of it "thank you, I could have never found it without you" she said as she held her arm out "we, my sister and I, are wishing and hoping, we can open a spa in the Great Tree, would you like to come and help us out? If your skills in finding plants that we need is like what you showed us today then we could really use your help" she said as the snake slithered over and up her arm "I guessss I could, you being of that tree have interessssted me for a while now, I would be happy to help you" he said as he wraped himself around the females neck "what issss your name?" He asked the female "I am Lotus, you are?" She asked curiously "I don't have a name, perhapssss you would like to give me one" Lotus thought for a moment and then looked at him "how about Asmodeus?" She asked the snake nodded "yesss, that will do nicely, I like the ssssound of that, thank you" he said as he settled himself comfortably on Lotus's shoulders as they started to make their way out of the woods and back towards the Great Tree.
Mo
Seruta
Pae'il Name: Mo (Advisor Mo) Power Category: 5 - Terrakin Chosen Power Name: In the Dog House.... (Not really) Power Description: Shift into a "Wild Dog" (it's actually just a generic mutt that happens to have the Wild Dog coat pattern. How else will you know it's Mo?!) - When Mo feels it necessary, he can shift into a full feral Wild Dog and roam the forest in full canine form. When out of the Wild Dog shift, he can still rely upon heightened senses, hearing and smell, to detect strange sounds or smells that any normal Pae'il might have an issue noticing. Weakness: Bark. Wuff Wuff. Yip! Yip Y-YIP!! <3 Need I say more? He doesn't have thumbs anymore, so how can he grip his axe?! And Talking?! Forget that. He can still understand what others are saying and will most of the time react accordingly to get his response back, but sometimes there is also the occasional- SQUIRREL!!!! Link to most recent completed RP: There are plenty. And I don't have them in any real order... Sorry! Derp Herp Nerp Verp
Big Macintosh Also, as asked, a weight limit to work with: If we assume faunies are somewhere between 150 to 200 pounds on average, 10 faunies would be approximately 1 ton. Perhaps, then, he can handle 2 tons a day (and, at first, this would tire him a bit)? He could naturally work up to more with extended practice. Natural strength would be increasing due to all the weight lifting he's doing!
Seruta
Pae'il Name: Big Macintosh Power Category: 5 - Terrakin Chosen Power Name: Ox Blood Power Description: It's not unheard of for a Work Horse like Big Mac to be able to pull large and heavy loads of freight, apples, faunies... you name it. But even a work horse has limited stamina and can only pull so much in comparison to an Ox. I mean... how else would you explain Big Mac pulling a cart full of supplies worth 30 Faunies in weight over the course of a day without stopping/little rest and limited food supply?! Because he called upon his inner "Ox" (he doesn't know it's an Ox, promise!) to aid him. Extended Stamina under extreme conditions and the ability to pull or lift things heavier than most would think imaginable... Yeah.. It has Big Mac written all over it. Weakness: Like any work horse, this macho man has to keep hydrated and engage in a little snack from time to time to keep going. And there are limits - weigh caps - to which he can endure. (I may need a little help with assigning weight caps on things he can pull and things he can lift. I can't brain numbers today...) Link to most recent completed RP: If this doesn't count, then I'll be happy to write up something different. He's in there... briefly... >>;
((Tei: Permission given to switch Aloe and Big Mac's rolls))
Pinkie Pie
Seruta
Pae'il Name: Pinkie Pie Power Category: 6 - Prodigy Chosen Power Name: Pinkie Sense!! Power Description: Pinkie does random twitchings and various itchings to determine a bizarre premonition of something to come! Personally, I think if you haven't seen the show, you don't know what you're missing. Watch this. It'll help. Promise. Weakness: Even though she can essentially predict things to happen, she's never sure what's going to fall, which door will open, or from which direction the swarm of bees will come from! Not to mention, her Pinkie Sense happens at random. It's always sporadic and without warning. Link to most recent completed RP: If this doesn't count, I'd be happy to write up something different.
Aloe
Seruta
Pae'il Name: Aloe Power Category: 2 - Healer Chosen Power Name: I've Got Just the Thing! Power Description: Aloe has the unique ability to create marvelous lotions, aloes, bath salts/soaps and creams to suit any Faun. Be it for complexion, cleansing, or relaxation, she's got the knack to create the remedy. Weakness: Her specialty is creating the ointments and creams and such. However, there is always a trial and error process. In a strange new land, most of the herbs and things she's used to using to create her "masterpieces" are no longer within her reach. She has to relearn the flora in this new land and understand it's qualities to ensure the best possible concoctions. Not to mention the endless possibilities of creating something new and different every so often to keep any regulars at the future Spa coming back for more and bringing their friends too! Link to most recent completed RP: If this doesn't count, I'll write up something different.
((*I DEMAND A REROLL!!!*))
((Tei: Permission given to switch Aloe and Big Mac's rolls))
Zinerva
Twitchapher the 3rd
Pae'il Name: Zinerva Power Category: Purifier Chosen Power Name: Healing Bubbles Power Description: Zinerva can create bubbles that, on contact, pop and heal whoever they touch. Weakness: The bubbles are fragile and pop easily before getting to the target. Link to most recent completed RP:Drunk Halloween Event 2012
Prism Strider Once every few days is actually far too long! I lowered it a tad for you.
Twitchapher the 3rd
Pae'il Name: Prism Strider Power Category: Primemorphic Chosen Power Name: Crystal Prism Power Description: Prism Strider can morph rocks into a crystal prism that reflexes light into rainbows. Weakness: OOO THE COLOURS~ Those looking at the rainbows tend to get lost in thought due to how awesome rainbows are...Prism Strider tends to need a swift kick to snap out of this since he falls for it every time. We dare not try to see what happens if there where two. The double rainbow just might end the island.
All seriousness it takes a lot of energy to change a rock to a crystal so he can only preform this if fully rested and once every few daysday. Link to most recent completed RP:
Prism Strider blinded as he looked around. This life was just so different from what he was used to. They got funny looks sometimes and everything was just so different. He missed training for the Wonderbolts....If they were even a thing anymore. He hadn't seen Spitfire in awhile...Was this really the end of them?
But he couldn't just sit around doing nothing...He had to do something. Something productive. Something to help. They did let all of them into their home..Made the room..And they were nice! He had to help.
So that's how he found himself in front of his peers, in front of his new leader, looking at a wooden bowl. He preferred to be in the back, watching..Not..Being the center of attention! He gulped as he took the bowl nervously. He looked around for a moment before bringing the bowl to his lips and glupping down the liquid inside. He wasn't even too sure he tasted the drink or the seeds. He just wanted to get this over with.
"Primemorphic"
Wai- What was that? What did that mean? WHAT DID HE DO? He froze for a moment before he noticed something becoming him over to the sides. Thank the skies! He hurried over and took a seat. What happened next...Well he'd figure that out tomorrow.
Applebloom
Strawberri Stardust
Pae'il Name: Applebloom Power Category: 4. Primemorphic Chosen Power Name: Bloomin' Apples Power Description: Applebloom can turn any tree into a fruit-bearing apple tree. Weakness: Only works on live trees. Link to most recent completed RP:
She just wanted to go home. She missed the farm, the orchard, and Ponyville in general. Of course it had been explained that they'd had to leave, that there was no choice. But it didn't stop her from wishing.
She turned her mind back to the task at hand. If she were ever going to earn her cutie mark, she needed to be proactive, right? If that meant aligning herself with these Faun and helping the tree they lived in then that's what she was going to do. Right now she was just waiting for the time to come. The limb she'd carved her name into had already been burned.
Finally she was approached by a Faun with a bowl. The sacred bowl apparently. She couldn't help but be just a little skeptical of all this stuff, but if it got her a cutie mark then she'd gladly do it. Carefully she took the bowl in her hands and drank. It was sweet and cool against her tongue and the flavor reminded her of apples. The seed in the liquid passed her lips and slid easily down her throat. It felt a little weird, but she kind of liked it, too. It felt warm and made her smile as she licked the last of the dew from her lips.
She was told she was a Primemorph. And she had no idea what that meant. But she was sure she'd find out soon enough. She grinned and left, waiting to see what her friend Sweetie Belle was according to the tree.
Sweetie Belle
Strawberri Stardust
Pae'il Name: Sweetie Belle Power Category: 4. Primemorphic Chosen Power Name: Sweet as Pie Power Description: Can turn any fruit into a pie, or mini tart. Weakness: Only works on fruit, she cannot make a meat pie. It only makes as much pie as she has fruit. Link to most recent completed RP:
Sweetie Belle was nervous. She was glad that Applebloom had gone before her. The whole thing didn't look too hard but she was still nervous. She smiled a little when Applebloom gave her the thumbs up. They'd gone hunting for their branches together, though A.B. had found her's first she hadn't let Sweetie Belle continue her search alone. She had been grateful for that, as she was grateful that she hadn't lost her friend during the move from Ponyville.
Shifting nervously on her hooves, Sweetie Belle took the bowl with the pale green liquid in her only slightly shaking hands. She had wanted to do this because Applebloom had, and because Rarity had. She didn't want to be left out, and she wanted to earn her cutie mark. Applebloom was sure they could do it this way, and she had faith in her friend.
She sipped from the bowl at first, then took mouthfuls. It was a clear, pure kind of taste, even when the seed slid past her lips. It was a little sweet, too, almost too sweet. The way a good pie should taste.
She was told she was a primemorph, whatever that was. But it sounded like what she thought they'd told Applebloom, so maybe they could figure it out together.
Amitola
Teigra
Pae'il Name: Amitola Parent 1's Name and Power: Cabel - (1) Sticky / (2) Bee Buzz Parent 2's Name and Power: Zinerva - Healing Bubbles (pending approval) Combined Powers Element: Water Power Category: Purifier / Prodigy Chosen Power Name: (1) Miracle Candies / (2) Bee Buzz Power Description: (1) Amitola can make small candies using the waters of the lake, his healing powers, and sweetened with honey that can cure simple ailments, from a cough, to fever, to exhaustion. / (2) Like his father, Cabel, Amitola can communicate with honey bees, asking for their assistance in gathering honey for his healing candies. Weakness: (1) The candies are a result of much trial and error, many early trials tasting horrible, having little to no effect, if not unfavorable side effects until he learns to control how his healing abilities affect the candies. While they are made from the water of the lake, they need to use honey from the land and be made out of the water in order to set up correctly. / (2) He can understand and communicate with the bees, but anything they do, they do as a favor to him, not because he orders them to. He's going to have to do a little beekeeping and build up a repertoire with his new friends. Link to most recent completed RP:
The brightly-colored Water Fae tried to hang back towards the back of the grand throne room, but it was hard to remain unnoticed when your very coloring seemed to be calling out for attention. Instead, at least he looked to be patient, waiting his turn for the ceremony to take place. His eyes kept drifting around the grand hall in wonder, never having such a perfect chance to study it before.
He would have liked to have longer, in fact, but he jumped, startled, as his name rang out through the water. He was gripping his pearl tightly in his fist, trying not to show how nervous he was about this. What if he broke some grand court protocol by saying something stupid? Maybe if he said nothing...but what if he was asked something? Oh, Great Waters, help him. He needed it.
The anxious Water Fae moved forward to answer the call, looking equally as if he were flying as swimming through the water. He tried to ignore the odd stares from some of the Naiads, realizing that most had never seen one of his kind before. There weren't many, he understood, aside from himself and his brother, as far as he knew. He thought he'd heard of another male that had been seen here before, but they'd never met. Still, he moved on, neither meeting their curious eyes nor faltering in his purpose. He'd decided he was going to do this, and after many long discussions with both of his parents, we was going forward with it today.
He neared the great water globe that towered over the room with its mere presence. A globe of water...underwater. The concept itself was mind-boggling, but the sight of it made him speechless. He was instructed on what to do with the pearl he had brought, inscribed with his name, and he nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the globe. He glided forward slowly now, nearing the globe and opening his hand to reveal his offering. He reached forwards, pressing the hand with the pearl against the surface. It was...smooth, but pliable...but unyielding to his touch. He pushed slightly, understanding that he was to insert the pearl, but...it didn't seem to want to go, and he worried about trying to force it. Was this supposed to happen? Was he doing something wrong? This couldn't be right...he must have done something wrong. He was being rejected. Despair washed over his form, and the Water Fae sighed, leaning towards the globe to rest his head on the hand holding the pearl against the solid surface.
'Please...help me. I need to do this. I need to belong...somewhere. I'm tired of being stuck in the middle, confused about where I'm supposed to be, what I'm supposed to do. If this is what I'm supposed to do, just...help me...'
The silent prayer rushed through his mind, and eyes closed, leaning against his hand, Amitola almost missed the gentle shift as the pearl beneath his hand was slowly absorbed by the watery globe beneath, otherwise remaining solid. He backed away, eyes widening in surprise, unsure what had just happened and what he should do next. He pulled back, watching as the Queen paid close attention to what was happening within the globe. Fascinated as well, he watched as the pearl started to sink in the water, slowly, slowly starting to...move? The shiny bauble started to shift, wriggling and squirming before unfolding into the form of a graceful, tiny blue fish! By the Waters...!
His heart was hammering in his chest as the Queen crossed towards him, the little fish coaxed into a ceremonial vessel by her Highness, now handed over to the brightly-colored Water Fae. He took the ritual cup, hoping that the Queen and her Court couldn't see his hands shaking as he did so. He stared down into it, watching the glowing fish swim lazy figure eights in the cup, as if patiently waiting for him. Well, here goes. He tipped the cup back, the translucent, glowing little fish going along for the ride. If he expected it to feel like a fish when he swallowed, he was pleasantly surprised. It entered like a heated drink, warming him from within, the sensation spreading from his core to the very tips of his fins and fingers. With a pleasant shiver, he lowered the cup, returning it as the discussions began regarding his further instructions. He started wondering if something was wrong, with how long the discussion was taking...but, eventually, he was told he'd be receiving Purifier training from Lady Aeroniel, to which he smiled in relief. Purifier! Healing! He'd been so worried that he'd receive some sort of dangerous power, something that might hurt others...
...and Prodigy training from Captain Turin.
Wait, what? Two trainers? Did...could they not determine what his power was? That's why the discussion had taken so long? Or...no, he couldn't have received two powers...could he? Or maybe...oh, he had some talking to do with Dad...
Attempting to cover his surprise, he pushed his gratitude to the surface instead, bowing to the Queen and her Court graciously, thanking them each in turn as he backed down from the dais. He felt nearly dizzy from the questions and thoughts whirling 'round his mind, as well as giddy from the entire experience and the knowledge that for better or worse, he'd cast his lot in with these people. He finally belonged somewhere.
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 3:51 pm
Seruta
Pae'il Name: Shining Armor Power Category: 5 - Terrakin Chosen Power Name: Eagle Time! Oh yeah! Power Description: Eagles are known to be exceptionally brave, tenacious, protective, and have amazing eyesight! Most of those qualities, Shining already has, but I'd love for him to be able to see long distances and be able to detect minimal movement that is out of place. Eagle Vision: GO! Reason being, he is (or was) Captain of the Royal Guard! His duty is and forever will be to protect the Princesses! What better ability can you ask for than that?! Weakness: When using the zooming in function of his eyeballs, it acts much like tunnel vision. His peripheral is gone outside of the radius of the area he's zoomed into. Think of it as looking through a telescope. When you're focused on the image in the telescope, things around you or in the space between where you are and where you're looking are hidden, right? Yeah... that... Link to most recent completed RP:Vday thing
I apologize for missing this, I had a lot of powers to look over @A@
That being said, there is a problem here: Thom already has the Eagle Wild Soul power. There are a few options you can take here:
1) Pick a more specific type of eagle. 2) Pick a different bird of prey (or another animal entirely). 3) Talk to Shicala and see if she would mind sharing the power.
Teigra generated a random number between
1 and 7 ...
7!
Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 2:28 am
Pae'il Name: Nightwing Power Category: 7. Gatekeeper Chosen Power Name: Umbraportation Power Description: Nightwing can teleport himself through shadows and darkness. Weakness: Nightwing can 'melt' into existing shadows and travel directly through them to other shadows that are touching to step out of them again. These shadows have to be continuous. This is the easier form of his ability. Otherwise, he can only port to an existing shadow in a location that he can hold the image of in his mind, and he has to maintain concentration or it won't work. Link to most recent completed RP:
Nightwing looked at his fellow Ponies---no, wait...Faunies was the term they were using now, wasn't it? He was still getting used to that. The people of this land had been very welcoming though, so he supposed it made sense to make some concessions to their ways. It was part of why he was here today.
He glanced over, a short distance away where his Princess also waited for the ceremony. There was the other reason why he was here. If his Princess was to go through this ceremony and swear loyalty to these people, then so would he. Besides, he needed to feel useful. Even if she didn't need him by her side all the time anymore, he was a protector; always had been. He needed to have a purpose. As he understood it, that was one of the aspects of this ceremony. Those who went through it swore their loyalty to the Tree and its people, but in doing so, were also granted a gift; a special, unique talent that would help them find their purpose in life, a way to contribute to society. He was hoping that he could still continue with his guard duties, even if things were different here. He understood there was some tension as of late, so surely sentries were still needed.
He wasn't exactly good at much else, he feared privately.
When his time came, he stepped forwards, thinking about the preparation that had led to this moment. He'd set out to find a branch, as instructed, then had to carve his name into it as a sort of offering. Odd, he thought, but he'd done so, with a little help on the carving work. Then, he'd brought the offering to the leadership before the ceremony had begun. His offering was burned, the ashes collected, and now they were sprinkled into a bowl. He was supposed to drink them? He started trying to prepare himself for this, thinking it wouldn't do to start choking during such a solemn ceremony, when he was surprised to note the soft glow coming from beneath the water's surface.
As the bowl was handed to him, he stared in wonder at the tiny seed that lay at the bottom. That...hadn't been there a moment ago, had it? His questioning look towards the elder was answered with an encouraging nod, so he lifted the bowl to his lips and tipped it back.
The liquid was cool, but as it hit his stomach, he was filled with a warmth that spread to each of his limbs from within. With a shiver, he returned the ceremonial bowl and waited to see what happened next. There was a pause, then a voice rang out, "Gatekeeper!"
He wasn't entirely sure what a gatekeeper was, but it sounded something like a guard, right? Smiling gratefully, he bowed to the Faun elders before backing away. For the first time since arriving, he didn't feel quite so out-of-place, even in his armor. This was their new home, after all, and he'd do whatever he could to protect it.
The following powers are all approved! Congratulations!
Jerana
Amasis
Pae'il Name: Jerana Power Category: Shaman Chosen Power Name: Cries of Mourning Power Description: Jerana summons a cyclone of spirits that wail very loudly and try to grab at whomever is close enough to them. Weakness: There is no way for her to silence their wailing, which starts as soon as they're summoned, so it's very implausible for any strategy not incredibly overt. Also, the spirits' grips are weak and cannot actually bind/restrain anything/one they grab onto. Link to most recent completed RP: The fallen branch was awkward and heavy in her hands. It was not a particularly large branch, but the amount of importance in it was enough to make it more of a burden that it should've been. Her name was carved inelegantly into the bark, pieces chipping off here and there where she'd gone a bit too shallow, or not been able to avoid drier spots. But it was legible.
Not that she supposed that mattered, eyes rising to look at the fire pit that she stood in front of. She squinted a bit against the bright light, hearing the occasional faint crinkling of fur from how close she was standing to the incredible heat. The scent of it was acrid, which made her wrinkle her nose a bit. She didn't want to be so close, but with what she was about to do, with how important it was, she didn't want to be too far away, either. It would be very embarrassing, and just her luck, to miss the fire entirely with what she was about to do.
The toss was low, slow, underhand. She was more accurate that way. And the branch went in without a problem. There was an initial flareup of sparks, of light, and she instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes from it. ...How long would it take to burn? Had she tossed it into the right part of the fire? Was there a 'right' part of the fire? What was she supposed to do while it burned and crumbled into ash?
She stood very still, closing her eyes when she decided that she couldn't very well keep staring at the fire. And with so many people around, she didn't want to be looking around everywhere, like some child who couldn't control themselves. This was important. The chieftain was here. Earthmother was here. Lady Vanya. She couldn't embarrass herself in front of them. She could not. That would be disastrous. Of all the people to embarrass herself in front of, the most important faun would be the worst ones. The absolute worst. The worst of the worst. There could be nobody worse. No one. Not in all the world.
Embarrassment in front of the Inner Circle would be mortifying. And how was she supposed to pick her power, anyway? Would it be divinely inspired? She wasn't going to have to stand there gaping like an idiot at everyone while she scrambled to think of something that wouldn't make her a laughing stock, would she? What would even work to make her not a laughing stock? She had no idea. None whatsoever. A power to draw stick-figures on the wall? No. Stick-figures in water or oil? No. Make trees form stick-figures? No. Make clouds form stick-figures? That would be impractical at best. So no.
Someone cleared their throat nearby, discreetly, and that's when she realised that she had lost herself in her thoughts. Eyes snapping open to see the wooden bowl being offered to her, she felt a bit of the blood drain from her face. How long had it been there? A couple seconds? A couple minutes? More? Oh she hoped not.
Taking the bowl, handling it gingerly, as if it were going to shatter in her hands, she sipped from the liquid it contained. It didn't really have a flavour, and this surprised her for some reason. What had she been expecting it to taste like? Like bread? Like salads?
Sweet. She'd... been expecting it to taste sweet.
She could sense the expectation in the air around her as she drank from the bowl with everyone watching her. Her nerves rose anew, and she wondered when it was supposed to occur to her. She hadn't any more concrete a notion of what she wanted to do than she'd had five minutes ago, quietly panicking with her eyes closed. Her thoughts were a whirlwind as she imagined everyone looking at her, staring at her, probably quietly wondering to themselves when she would just hurry up already. It was as if their imagined faces, imagined voices, were pushing into her thoughts themselves, poking and prodding at her to move along. A whirlwind of -
That was it.
That... that was it.
Taking a deep breath, then another, she closed her eyes as she solidified in her mind what it was she wanted. Whirlwinds, and faces, and poking, and prodding, and staring, and demanding what they were doing and why they weren't helping them, crying very, very loudly, insistantly, to the heavens, the world, the skies and trees and animals. Everyone would know of it.
Everyone.
"Alright... I've got it." A deep breath. "And you've got me.
Nightwing
Teigra
Pae'il Name: Nightwing Power Category: 7. Gatekeeper Chosen Power Name: Umbraportation Power Description: Nightwing can teleport himself through shadows and darkness. Weakness: Nightwing can 'melt' into existing shadows and travel directly through them to other shadows that are touching to step out of them again. These shadows have to be continuous. This is the easier form of his ability. Otherwise, he can only port to an existing shadow in a location that he can hold the image of in his mind, and he has to maintain concentration or it won't work. Link to most recent completed RP:
Nightwing looked at his fellow Ponies---no, wait...Faunies was the term they were using now, wasn't it? He was still getting used to that. The people of this land had been very welcoming though, so he supposed it made sense to make some concessions to their ways. It was part of why he was here today.
He glanced over, a short distance away where his Princess also waited for the ceremony. There was the other reason why he was here. If his Princess was to go through this ceremony and swear loyalty to these people, then so would he. Besides, he needed to feel useful. Even if she didn't need him by her side all the time anymore, he was a protector; always had been. He needed to have a purpose. As he understood it, that was one of the aspects of this ceremony. Those who went through it swore their loyalty to the Tree and its people, but in doing so, were also granted a gift; a special, unique talent that would help them find their purpose in life, a way to contribute to society. He was hoping that he could still continue with his guard duties, even if things were different here. He understood there was some tension as of late, so surely sentries were still needed.
He wasn't exactly good at much else, he feared privately.
When his time came, he stepped forwards, thinking about the preparation that had led to this moment. He'd set out to find a branch, as instructed, then had to carve his name into it as a sort of offering. Odd, he thought, but he'd done so, with a little help on the carving work. Then, he'd brought the offering to the leadership before the ceremony had begun. His offering was burned, the ashes collected, and now they were sprinkled into a bowl. He was supposed to drink them? He started trying to prepare himself for this, thinking it wouldn't do to start choking during such a solemn ceremony, when he was surprised to note the soft glow coming from beneath the water's surface.
As the bowl was handed to him, he stared in wonder at the tiny seed that lay at the bottom. That...hadn't been there a moment ago, had it? His questioning look towards the elder was answered with an encouraging nod, so he lifted the bowl to his lips and tipped it back.
The liquid was cool, but as it hit his stomach, he was filled with a warmth that spread to each of his limbs from within. With a shiver, he returned the ceremonial bowl and waited to see what happened next. There was a pause, then a voice rang out, "Gatekeeper!"
He wasn't entirely sure what a gatekeeper was, but it sounded something like a guard, right? Smiling gratefully, he bowed to the Faun elders before backing away. For the first time since arriving, he didn't feel quite so out-of-place, even in his armor. This was their new home, after all, and he'd do whatever he could to protect it.
Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 5:13 pm
Pae'il Name: Dysmas Parent 1's Name and Power: Trager: Argyle Skin Parent 2's Name and Power: Anatolio: Mermaid's Kiss Combined Powers Element: Prism/Life Power Category: Prodigy? Chosen Power Name: Kiss of Protection Power Description: Dysmas can give another pae a kiss that will briefly protect them from harm by coating them in white diamonds. Weakness: Dysmas can't protect himself. The protection that he grants others is temporary (a few hours) and can only absorb one attack before it shatters. Link to most recent completed RP:Valentine's Ball 2013
Pae'il Name: Power Category: (include the number and category: Shaman, Prodigy, Gatekeeper, etc.) Chosen Power Name: Power Description: Weakness: (include limitations, "kryptonite" if applicable, and energy requirements) Link to most recent completed RP:lor]
Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 5:33 pm
Guardian_Iris
Pae'il Name: Atlantis Power Category: 2. Purifier Chosen Power Name: Tainted Love Weakness: The smaller amount of healing power he uses the limitation of him using it again so soon rises but he he uses it in high doses (I.E: Healing someone who has been greatly tainted) he will have that damage reflect upon himself. Link to most recent completed RP:
Pae'il Name: Midnight Stirke Power Category: 5. Terrakin Chosen Power Name: Aspect of the Cheetah Power Description: Midnight Stirke has bonded with a cheetah and can transform into a reversed coloured cheetah, allowing her to run extremely fast in bursts. She's also gained the ability to purr while not in cheetah form. Weakness: She can only maintain her speed for about a half minute before becoming too tired to run anymore. Also, her bones become light for the speed, and so they can break if she missteps and trips. She also can't run through thick forests or really rocky terrains, her speed is best for the flat terrains and the brushes. Link to most recent completed RP:
This was all so confusing. This..Ceremony. They had never done anything like this before at home. Though this was their new home after all. It was all just so weird to her. But Midnight Strike had seen both her Princesses do it themselves after all. So why shouldn't she? Filled with new determination she would go through the ceremony that so many of her brethren had before her.
As she could fly, finding a fallen branch was easy for her. She flew around carefully, examining several branches before picking the perfect one, the one she felt more connected to. She spent the rest of the afternoon decieding on how best to fit her name on to the wood before spending the night carefully carving her naming into it. She...Cursed her long name. It wasn't easy but she finished by morning. It was sad to see all her hard work burned but this was the ceremony after all.
Being in the Wonderbolts academy was a breeze compared to the butterflies she was feeling standing in front of so many she didn't know. She stared down into the bowl before slowly bring it to her lips, sipping at the liquid within it. It was hotter than she expected, she could feel a strange warmth spreading through her body. The seeds almost made her want to vomit, but she kep drinking. She had to. She drank everything.
"Terrakin"
Midnight Strike blinked at looked around as the voice called out. Terrakin? What was that? Seemed there was more to this then she thought. She walked off to the side, looking for the one who could help her. Seemed like she wa in for a different kind of training now.
Twitchapher the 3rd generated a random number between
1 and 7 ...
3!
Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 11:02 pm
Pae'il Name: Minuette Power Category: 3. Geomancer Chosen Power Name: Hourglass Shaper Power Description: Minuette can change small objects into glass, sand filled versions of itself. Weakness: She can only use this ability once every few hours before needing to recover. She also can't change hourgalsses.(That would be silly. It would be like dividing by zero.) Link to most recent completed RP: Minuette couldn't understand why so many of her brethen were so scared of this ceremony. It was so new, so exciting. Spending that morning looking for her branch, carefully carving her name into the branch and the watching the chieftain burn it...It was so enchanting to be apart of.
The day of her ceremony she showed no fear as she took the bowl full of dew. She smiled before she brought the bowl to her lips and drinking the dew inside. The seeds were weird and she felt so warm inside. It was comforting to feel this strange warm within her.
'Geomancer!'
Minuette smiled and bowed down to the counsel before turning and leaving the spotlight. This was so exciting! There was so much to learn! It was a new adventure for her after all.
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