Welcome to Gaia! ::

exclaim We'd like to thank all those who entered and thank Epine de Rose(Para) for helping out in the juding :3 The winner is Logue ^w^ Many great entries out there. We also have a second place winner (because there were just so many great entries out there =ooo) and this second place winner is xBlind-Darknessx. They will recieve 50k ^w^ Thank you Xylaina for the 50k second place prize!! I hope all you newbies continue to try out in future events!

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Huzzah!! Are you a soquili addict and you do not have a soquili? Well heres your chance. Xylaina and Chamaiin are looking for an active newbie to take in one of King and Tetyawna's (parents) beautiful baskets from their latest batch. We want someone who will not simply win the basket and end up running off with it. Someone who RPs please :3 How will we determine the lucky one? =o By RP contest! Please dont be afraid and take a chance, write as much as you and as creative as you want. 8] Xylaina and Para are the judges of this contest.

About the Parents.
King, he is an elder. As well a caring father and more. He has strong love for Tetyawna and his family. He is wise and loving. Much more calmer than his mate. King as a three year old belonged to a herd outside of the soquili lands. One day he was captured by some of what his herd refurred to as 'two leggers' and was sold repeatedly from one hand to another until he turned 9. They broke him and degraded him but still he stayed proud, they could never knock the 'wild' he held on to. And his previous captures became sick of his attitude and abandoned him. He was tied tied to a tree for 2 days when a two legged came to be known as Isi, set him free. She gave him food,shelter and he hasn't left since. He is a strong stocky little fellow ( though since his elder stage has grown), fast as well. He does have high spirits and is usually not quick to anger, but certain soquili ask for it. He's intelligent enough to know better and what he should do and when. When it comes to his family he would do anything for them, and always worries about his youngest children.

Tetyawna, The hyper zoo animal. Tetyawna isnt kept in a cage or anything, so best ignore the 'zoo animal' part in her nickname. She is hyper however. Maybe not hyper but extreamly happy. Her past is a blurr and she has a horrible memory. Almost forgetting all her children's name. Her young love is King, and they are happily together ever since they first met. Having nine foals and fillies altogether isnt easy for her. However, being Tetyawna, she loves kids. Freindly and exciting to be with. However sometimes things she says or states can come off rude but shes just being happy and blunt. Some may find her fitable in the asylum but truly she isnt crazy or insane, shes just her happy self. Considered to be an old mare now. Not having anymore children. Anyone and everyone is a friend onless they hurt her. When a serious situation occurs, Tetyawna will snap out of her hyper mode and switch to mature mode. A kid at heart type of mare but is a full grown adult, so matureness is a developed trait over time. She does not take a big part in her children's history. A mare like her is too blind to realise such though.

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The beginning of this contest: Sept.7(today) at 4pm EST!
Ending of this contest: Sept.14 (next Sunday) at 4pm EST!
Approx. a week for all you newbies to enter your responses :3

Pretty one you are trying for.


Rules. Must read or be eaten by me! DD<
1o Newbies ONLY (aka. those with no soquilis at all)
2o Only post prompt replies in here, please do not discuss. However, you are allowed to post questions.
3o Do not PM anyone discouraging them or in the thread. No guilt-tripping!!
4o Keep rp responses PG-13
5o Do not claim basket onless you have won it.
6o Only allowed one response for each person.
7o You may play as another soquili (as long as you made him/her up) in your response so that it can interact with your foal.
8o You may NOT edit your entries
9o Follow other needed rules (xD I just put this here until I can think of more)

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Prompts. Choose ONE.

1o
Coming from a family of eleven you are the youngest foal of all nine kids. You and the rest of your family where going for a walk when a distraction appears. What distracted you? Why did it? In doing this you become lost, not really knowing which way your family has gone. What do you do about it? Do you find your family or stay lost? (if you are going to include any of the family members inresponse, only include the parents please)

2o
You have finally crawled out of your basket. What is your reaction to it? Did it seem hard? Now that you are out in the world, you want to travel and see everything. What do you see first, what happens? Everything is so bright and colorful. Colors you've never seen, shapes you've never seen. Then, your world turns upside down. Your heart filled with hate at first, then slowly depression. You are like a grey soul that floats around aimlessly, with sadness all around you and in you. Depression is you. What happend in your early days to make this you? Why are you like this? (I mean you have turned into a rather unhappy foal, but what happend before made you like this?)

Please try to respond back to ALL the questions we've put in our prompts.
wahmbulance We have decided to stop letting people edit their posts DD: Sorry about this to future entries. We have reasons for why we decided on this, please PM Chamaiin if you do not understand.

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USE THIS.

Go right ahead and post 'em responses :3 GOOD LUCK 8DD

Your Name: Zolis
Prompt you chose: 2
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesnt have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Quiet aronud her family but very outgoing with her friends. She desperatly wants her mother's attention because she never got it. But will jsut as easily shun her when her mother tries to give it.
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response:

The day was bright and wild as my family pranced around me. The largest of them……my father, danced happily at my mother’s side. Glancing back I see the basket that I was just pulled from, the same color as my coat is. I neigh happily into the wind and try to stand up, not succeeding at first but my father helps me up. I dance around with my parents then settle down and walk over to my mother that didn’t join us, I try to feed but she shuns me not caring what I do.

A feeling I don’t know sets in and I just want to crawl back into my basket. My mother walks off and starts grazing on fresh grass while I sit down in it, depression slowly setting in. My father looks at me and then back to his mate following her to graze. I look around and see nothing but darkness filling in the sunny grass. I don’t understand how she couldn’t care about me, what did I do wrong?

Standing up again I walk on uneasy hooves into a different part of the land, wandering aimlessly and trying to stay on my long but powerful legs. I just can’t seem to get a handle on it! No one looks my way as I stop and try to find something to eat, my rumbling stomach a constant reminder that I need nourishment.

An older female came over to me and nuzzled my cheek. “My my little one, Why so down on the dumps?” She asked licking my face a little. She was a soft white color with gray speckles and red striping half way up her front left leg. Also around her eyes was a black circle that contrasted with the pale white color.

I turned my face to the ground and sniffled “My mommy doesn’t want me, she turned away when I came out of my basket”. My words were soft and could barely be heard above the other noises around us.

“My sweet child, how could a mother shun a foul as beautiful as you?” The mare asked as I looked up at her. In that moment she looked like my guardian angel, with white feathery wings that shone sliver in the sun light. I smiled and nuzzled her back finding some comfort in her.

“I don’t know, but I would do anything to have her love me. I’m Seranade, what’s your name?” I asked smiffling back tears thinking of how my mother turned away from me.

“Guardian Lecroff, named by my father” She said and smiled at me, her name fit her all too well. Guardian Lecroff was like a angel, at least to me she was, always trying to cause good when darkness was closing in. “Now would you like something to eat little one?” She asked and I jumped up my stomach giving one but lurch.

“Yes please Guardian Lecroff!” I hummed happily as she giggled and turned around, I could now see hat her tail was red and black also with one strip of white down the side. And she had wings! Just like I pictures her with. They were hidden against her sides when she was talking to me and now I could see that they did shine like sliver in the bright sun.

“Sera, please call me Lea. Guardian Lecroff sounds too formal for a little one like you to be calling me” With that’s she pulled a few different berries off a bush with some sweet smelling leaves, setting them down in front of me. “Eat up, this will make you very strong and healthy” She said and I didn’t argue, I ate greedily.

Soon my belly was full and I burped as Lea Giggled at him before finishing up her own meal. After that she showed me how to run and gallop better, I found out that my legs were incredibly strong. Before long I could run almost as fast as Lea.

“Ok Sera…you have to give this old mare a break every so often” She said breathless while I trotted back to her happy as can be.

“Sorry Lea, I’m just so happy” I said with a giant smile of my face. She laughed and nuzzled my face, she was still breathing hard as her muscles tensed and relaxed. Lea looked around and noticed that all the other families were going to rest for the night.

“Well my sweet child its time for you to go back to your father and mother” Her words crashed into me and I looked at the ground, my smile fading away. Lea could tell that I didn’t want to go back but stay with her. “Seranade, you must stay with your family. No matter how bad they may treat you they will always be your family. Through love and life they are part of you”. Her words made me thing and I nodded not soon after.

“I understand Lea, but can I please come see you again? You are the only one who really cares about me” hoped she would say yes and not make my heart break into a million tiny pieces. When she smiled and nuzzled me I knew that thought was far from her mind. “Thank you Lea, I will come see you whenever I can”

With that she bid me good bye, I trotted off much happier than I had been those hours ago. Now I would always think of my Guardian Angel with the white and sliver wings. She was my true family……through love and life she was my true family.

to us the gender is unknown until it comes out. So Rp it as either Male or female. :3

Your Name: noxilicious
Prompt you chose: 2
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesnt have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Nomadic
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response: [I'll be rping the foal as a girl, named Mazol.]

Darkness. That was all she saw. All she felt. The space was confining, and Mazol had outgrown it. She shifted her body, a tiny hoof pressing a bulge into the side of the basket. Outside. Sudden silence. The whisper's from only moment's before had hushed at her movements. Mazol moved again, kicking out with a different leg this time. The woven wall gave way just a little bit and then... light. A sliver of light that came in from the outside world, invading upon the quiet darkness she had grown accustomed to. She opened her mouth, a minute bray of protest. And then she quieted again. The light was disrupted by frays of the basket weave that had come undone, and it intrigued her. In all her life, she had never imagined a world beyond her darkness. Never imagined that there could be something more.

Another kick, another sliver of light that intruded upon her solitude. But it was comforting. Right, somehow. And Mazol wanted more of it. A whisper of wind brushed against the tiny tear in the basket, a soft whistling melody filled her ears. It was inviting her. Drawing her out, out of her comfort, out of her darkness. She wanted to please the sound, only to please. The small filly arched her neck, and pushed out with all four hooves. Applying more pressure when the back cracked and splintered. A soft whinny of happiness erupted from her, as she pressed ever harder. And then, she was thrown into a world of light. And her darkness was no more.

Mazol was dazzled by the light. It came from every direction, overpowering her raw senses. Her eyes snapped shut and she covered her velvet muzzle with her hooves. Her back rested again the tattered remains of her basket, soft worn strands caressing her, comforting the sudden sense of being lost she felt. Curiosity won over her fear of the light, and she cracked open her eyes. Ever so slightly. It didn't hurt so bad now. And there were colors here. Objects she had no name for jumped out, shaded in a variety of hues. A gurgle of pleasure broke through the silence, and for the first time, she realized that it was she who was making the noise. Trying out her new voice, she whinnied happily. Muted voices speaking murmured words suddenly jumped out at her, from all sides. And Mazol peered up warily.

Again, the light dazzled her, but outlined against the light, she saw something at least familiar. Darkness. A shadow from a creature larger than herself. She untangled her longs legs, enjoying how it felt to stretch outside the confining walls she had been bound in. Situating herself instinctively, Mazol tried to push herself up. She managed tog et half way off the ground before she realized her rump wasn't following. Her concentration broke, and she fell. Her brow wrinkled slightly, unamused. She had to get to the darkness. She wanted to go back. And she was the only thing keeping herself from getting there. She tried again, rump first this time, but fell again moments later. It took her a good deal of tries to successfully stand and make a few wobbly steps of progress towards the comfort of the shadow.

"That's right, baby. Come to Mama." A soft voice cried out in front of her. Mazol stopped in her tracks. Since when did the darkness have a voice? Named Mama? Her small body trembled. A new word. Through the light, she could the see darkness coming towards her, becoming more defined and shaped. Mazol took a stumbling step back. This wasn't her darkness. This was something else entirely. It frightened her. She tried to turn and run, but she fell once more, her thin legs splayed out in front of her.. She could feel the confusion coming off the being in waves. ”No!” Mazol’s small voice cried out as she threw herself to her feet and jumped back as the being tried to come closer. What had happened to the darkness? The warm, quiet protection. The softness of the woven walls against her. Where had that gone?

All interest and curiosity she had felt previously had fled, leaving her small body defenseless. The wind that had beckoned her out only moments ago now whipped against her mane. She shivered uncontrollably as the biting wind chilled her to the core. ”Honey, what’s the matter?” Again the soft voice of the non-darkness called out to her. ”N-n-no!” She cried again, though this time through chattering teeth. When she tried to run again, she tripped into a big bay stallion. He gazed down at her warmly but she didn’t see the love that shone in his eyes. All she saw was a stranger. All she wanted was her darkness.

She launched herself on unsteady legs out of the circle, her eyes shut tightly. She ran blindly for many minutes before stopping. Off to her right stood a grand tree, its gnarled branches reaching out towards the sky. It’s bark was charred from a fire that had balzed through many years ago, but still, it lived on. Mazol teetered towards it, her limbs feeling like jelly. She saw a great crevasse had been burned into the tree, smoky black-charred wood lined the inside with only a small opening. Struggling, she pulled herself through and nestled down. Very little light showed through the entrance, and Mazol felt safe. She tucked her legs against her body, and laid her head down on the smoldered ground. Tears brimmed in her large eyes, spilling over into rivers down her cheeks. She wanted her darkness back. This wasn’t the same, but it was better than the light. She despised the light for stealing her away, despised those beings for trying to imitate it. She just wanted to go home. But she knew that that wasn’t going to happen any time soon. And so the tears came again. And again. And they did not cease until at last Mazol had drifted into a deep, troubled sleep.

Hoshiz, I totally misread the second prompt >.< Is it ok if I go back and re-word some of my entry? XD

Edit ; I rewrote the last half-ish of it. I'm such an idiot for only reading the few few lines of the prompt -sigh-

Your Name: ShtrDrNGry
Prompt you chose: 1
Temper you wish for your foal to have (doesnt have to reflect prompt just what would you like them to have if you win): Confident
READ RULES, do not PM anyone _______ them or in the thread. What is the missing word?: discouraging
Prompt Response:

It had been a long morning walk, and what started out as an exciting adventure was turning into dreadful repetition. Clop, clop, clop...Tarin was starting to fall asleep as he followed along with his parents and siblings. A shake of his head was the best he could think to do to wake himself better, and as he started to yawn he caught sight of something fluttering in the trees above.

"Oooh..." The foal's interest was ignited with this flicker of light, and without thought he turned to follow after it. "Where're you going, flutterbug?" The words were more to himself than after the small white butterfly. "Come back!"

With surprising grace for such a young foal, Tarin skipped along the same path the butterfly took, his hooves landing almost silently against the grass as he kept under the flutter, something that likely would have made him seem intoxicated of sorts from a distance.

"Where are you going?" he repeated, his rich brown eyes following the flutter without blinking. "Are you going to find food?" The butterfly continued to ignore Tarin, but he followed after it anyways. The sound of hooves caught the foal's attention, and his eyes broke contact with the butterfly.

"Hello?" he called out, unsure whether or not he should prepare to flee. As he peered around, Tarin caught sight of a beautiful white mare, her mane and tail adorned with pink and purple flowers, her white and lavender form quite elegant and awe-inspiring.

"I apologize for distracting you from your exploration," she offered, a soft smile offered towards the foal. "My apple rolled away and I was trying to collect it again."

Tarin glanced over the surroundings, and as he realized he had no idea where he was or who this other Soquili was, he brought his hooves together in a blend of a formal and defensive stance, keeping silent as he and the mare looked over one another.

"Are you lost?"

"No, I wandered away from my herd on purpose."

"I see. I'll let you be, then." The mare offered another smile and bowed her head politely, and turned back to make her way off to find more apples.

"Wait!"

The mare paused and looked back to the foal, her eyes widened in surprise. "Yes?"

Tarin galloped closer, and offered the mare a smile. "I'm hungry, too. Can you show me where you found your lunch?"

"Certainly" she offered with a nod. "Your family won't worry for your safety?"

"I'll be fine. I remember where we sleep." Tarin assured the mare as he kept close to her side.

"Well then, you must stray quite often." The foal's attitude seemed to amuse the mare, but she decided not to comment any and discourage him from joining her for lunch.

Tarin didn't respond verbally to the mare, but his silence was enough to ensure this to be true. She smiled, and guided the foal to a large apple tree, which she backed up to.

"Watch your head, now." she warned, and kicked at the base of the tree, sending shockwaves up it and prompting it to release a few leaves, and a few apples, which plunked to the ground. "And lunch is served!"

"Wow, that was a neat trick!" Tarin mused, his head tipping back so that he could look up the large tree. "I wanna try." Mimicking the mares movements, Tarin kicked at the base of the tree, though it had little reaction, which quite obviously disappointed him, and he sent a glare towards the tree.

"Are you alright?"

"The tree wouldn't give me apples...But you watch. I'll get it to cooperate!" Tarin pouted as he nudged an apple with his hoof. "When I'm a big, strong stallion, I won't even have to nudge it. It'll see me coming and give me apples."