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 Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 11:16 am
Start Date: September 20, 4pm EST
End Date: October 1, 2pm EST
Rules
>Editing a response after posting it is NOT allowed. You will be disqualified.
>Please choose a name with a meaning. Common human names like Bob, Betty, Sarah will also not be allowed.
>DO NOT whine or complain if you think your response isn't as good as the others.
>DO NOT discourage others from entering. It will disqualify you and possibly get you greylisted.
>Make sure to stay active or she might be re-homed.
To participate in the RP contest, choose one of the prompts below.
Entries must be at least two paragraphs long.Prompt 1 You feel the gentle caress of your mother as you slowly wake up from your slumber. She hums softly as she cradles you in her arms, but your hear her stop and listen to her sigh sadly. Your mother begins speaking to her mate about where to send you to be raised. What are your thoughts and reaction to the situation? Prompt 2 You have been given the privilege of staying in the mountains with the elders and raised by Mistress, herself. She has declared you to be royalty when you age. What are you planning on doing for the time that you spend there? How will you react to the mother of all lycans after she grants you one of the highest positions known to your kind? Response Form:[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Lycan's Name:[/b]
[b]Meaning of the name:[/b]
[b]Response:[/b]
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:58 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:59 am
You may now start posting your responses. ^_^
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 3:58 pm
Username:Awesome pigtails
Lycan's Name:Laetitia
Meaning of the name:Laetita is the latin word for happiness,but it also sounds like something light,airy,so it really fit the lycan.
Response: Prompt 2:
"She will be royal."Mistress's voice was soft and gentle,but there was a tone of steel in it.She would not back down,for her decision was final.A murmur passed through the lycans in the cave."Lucky girl...""Worthy of her father...""Her mother would have been so happy for her..."Lae listened in with pride and happiness,but also a hint of sadness,for her mother couldn't come to her coronation.Werewolves killed her a few weeks ago,and Lae was powerless to stop it.... "Hide my dear,hide!"The little cub looked at her mother with big,scared eyes."What about you,mother?""There is no time,you must hurry!"Her mother's gentle snout pushed her into a crevice in the cave...Everything became a jumble of confusion...the howls of the werewolves,howls of triumph...and the blood.So much blood.She was drowning in it,and calling out to her mother."Mother! Mother!Where are you mother?!I'm scared,mother!"
They found her in a pool of blood,with her blue fur soaked red.
Lae shuddered,and the Mistress guessed what she was thinking about."Hush my child,don't cry.Everything will be alright.Your mother shall be avenged."And as the elder Lycan's pale brown eyes met the cub's fierce blue ones,a pact was made.
Mistress jumped up suddenly and howled into the air:"I declare Laetita the first pronounced royal since the rebirth!"
The whole pack joined in.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 6:08 pm
Username: Lunaur
Lycan's Name: Akilah
Meaning of the name: Arabic origins meaning intelligence
Response: Prompt 1
warmth was the first thing she knew, it was her whole life and she was happy. The warmth was not just present on her skin, no it extended down to the very core of her being, she felt it pulsing through her, filling her with life. She felt her senses coming to her slowly, she could smell, hear, and slowly feel. She kept her eyes closed, it was not yet time to open them, she did not want to awaken, sleep was too kind to peaceful. But as she heard the soft crooning of a lullaby and felt another warmth that wasn't inside her, it was holding her and surrounding her. She nuzzled further into the warmth surrounding her and felt it shift with her. Did she want to see it, did she have to? She debated if she wanted to wake, was this curiosity she felt worth opening her eyes? She decided that it was and slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she was was her mother, she knew who it was, she couldn't explain why but the smell and feel of the larger lycan let her know that it was indeed her mother. She made a happy groan and shifted once again in her mothers arms, she was awake, others needed to know. She felt her mother coo and caress her softly, that had been what she wanted, the attention was enough and so she relaxed and listened to the sounds around her. As her mother continued to sing her eyes began to droop again, she was falling back asleep. She closed her eyes but did not yet fall asleep. However her mother stopped singing and Akilah knew her mother thought she was asleep. But she was still in her mothers arms and so she did not make a fuss she was still warm and happy.
Her mother sighed unhappily and the sound was a source of curiosity for Akilah who now began to listen. She was still young but she was already starting to understand. She felt her mothers chest heave with another sigh and tighten in an effort to hide and bury an emotion that would never be shown.
Akilah's mother turned to her mate with a sad expression. She knew that her daughter might have to be raised somewhere away from the home, it was something they all went through. not many lycans were raised by their parents, they were raised by their equals, some were even blessed with becoming royals. She looked down at her beautiful baby girl, her first child ever, and knew that it was her motherly duty to give up her daughter with grace. She looked to her mate once more and he came to comfort her. They began to speak of what their daughter would become, a royal? soldier? maybe even urban. They speculated and wondered what would happen to their precious little child.
Akilah heard her parents speculating what she would become, Akilah listened intently and began to wonder about it herself. She had no idea what each title entailed but she liked the names and the way they sounded. The only thing she could not understand was why her parents spoke as if she would not remain with them. Of course she would stay with them, she was a baby and babies stayed with their mothers...didnt they?! Akilah nuzzled further into her mothers embrace and felt its warmth comfort her. She didnt know why she would have to leave her mother. This was her home she would not leave...would she? She began to question her basic understandings of things. She didnt know what to do and her most basic instinct, the fear of the unknown, began to take hold of her. She made fussy sounds and shifted in her mothers arms, she didnt want to leave, she was happy. Her mother began to comfort her and the whole family came together to comfort each other. Akilah decided to not think about it anymore and to take up all of her parents attention so they wouldn't think of it either. She would stay here and happy as long as she could.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 5:33 pm
Username: XxShelbyDemonaxX
Lycan's Name: Stefania (Nickname: Anna)
Meaning of the name: Crowned (Romanian) (Anna is Russian for Beautiful)
Response: Prompt Two
Stefania awoke upon her cooking fire warm, plush bed. She was in her mortal child form, not the skin she had fallen asleep in. Her eyes heavy with the former sleep and deep, pleasant dream. Her happy nature kept her up and kept her alive. She could feel her being contained in only her free flowing Lycan body. Her fast beating heart holding her fantastic memories and person. She dreamed of her mother, the only family member she knew. She never really knew her brothers or father because they were always hunting when she was awake. Stefania kept an odd schedule of waking and sleeping. She, because she was so young, did not have control over her changing. Oddly enough she would sleep through the pain of changing. However, if it were not for the Mistress taking her to the mountains, Stefania would not be alive or healthy.
It was a cold winter freeze. Stefania's mother kept her close to her chest and curled up in a pillow for Stefania was small and needed no blanket. The pending heavy sleep and pain was weighing on her mind and body. Her mother was oddly tense that night. Stefania listened to her talk about her father and older brothers. How she would have had sisters if it were not for an unfortunate attack on their clan.
However, the story was not what was making her mother tense. She was looking around every few counts, irritating Stefania. Yet, the sharp noise that followed one final look made Stefania yip. Her mother's growl only made her more scared.
When Stefania awoke from an unexpected sleep she found herself on the rocky edge of a stream. Her mother was nowhere to be seen and there was no sign of any other life. She was alone. The Lycan female did know how to draw attention, maybe that would save her. Maybe that would call her mother. She missed her mother, her plush pillow, and the warmth. With sadness, Stefania let out a howl.
For what seemed like days, she could hear no other Lycan. She was not ready to sleep forever, but her body was getting numb and her head heavy. Suddenly, stomping footfalls reverberated off the uncomfortable rocks. A dressed Lycan female who was unlike any other Lycan she had seen in her short life answered her call. The female Lycan raised Stefania up in her large paws.
"I am sorry, my child." The elder sighed looking upon Stefania. Stefania's mother and family were gone from her. She could not know but she would know later. "Well, I shall take you to be a Blessed One. Royalty," She continued. Stefania was not sure what Royalty meant, but it sounded better than where she was now. "You will learn what that means, soon..."
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Stefania grew over the years after. Her mind expanded and she very much enjoyed her life with the Mistress, the elder that saved her. She loved the Mistress like the mother that she was to all Lycans. The fact that she choose Anna for Royalty only heightened her love. What the Mistress would teach her when her education was needed, she could only dream.
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NatashaRogers Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 3:00 pm
END TIME HAS BEEN EXTENDED TO 11:30PM EST TONIGHT
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:30 pm
Username: Discordancy Lycan's Name: Selien Meaning of the name: A variation on selas, the Greek word for brightness; and Selene, the Titan goddess of the borealis and the moon. Response: Prompt 1: Quote: You feel the gentle caress of your mother as you slowly wake up from your slumber. She hums softly as she cradles you in her arms, but your hear her stop and listen to her sigh sadly. Your mother begins speaking to her mate about where to send you to be raised. What are your thoughts and reaction to the situation? “As I look back on that night, I can remember it perfectly. “The warmth of her arms fades, replaced by the gentle thrumming that still soothed my bones and mind. Her heartbeat throbbed, so strongly that I could feel the blood that pulsed through her veins and shook her heart. I nestled against her fur and followed it down, down through her and around her – it was the most relaxing thing. My mother – I knew her body’s rhythm’s better than any prey, better in fact than I knew my own. And in her arms? Everything was soft and bearable, shrouded in a beautiful light. “But of course, this meant that when we were not like this: me, nestled into her arms and she, happy only that I was there; when we were not like this, I knew it. I felt it – felt her blood change, her heartbeat speed into something discordant and jangling. So as soon as that word was first spoken… “Mistress”… I didn’t even know what it meant. I didn’t know who that was! But I knew by the fear in Mother’s voice… I knew that she didn’t like the suggestion my father’s earth-rumbling bass growl presented. I knew right then, before I’d ever laid eyes on her, that Mistress was someone to be afraid of. My parents’ reverence of her carried an undertone of power with it that even then, I could not ignore. "But what could I do. I was only a cub, and Mother and Father were trying to do their best for me. And I trusted them as only a cub could trust; knew that they wanted me to do well in the world. Sending me to Mistress was both the best and the worst thing that they could do. "Looking back on it now... I never knew that Mistress would change me from that cub into what I am now."
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NatashaRogers Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 5:55 pm
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