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 Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 11:54 am
 I won this cutie pie in the Joys of Fatherhood event and I'm gaming her away, because I love games. I just do. heart You'll be playing for a life mate, so you can't breed her with anyone besides King Slime. If we complete 50 RP replies each, then we'll get a free breeding, so that's something to look forward to. When it comes to RP, I like all sorts of plots and I'm fine with RP in the shop thread, in the shop's guild, or AIM. As for speed, I'm fine with both fast and slow replies. I tend to reply a lot, RL eats me for a month, and I reply a lot again after that. I think that's all you need to know. End Date: November 13th Prompt: How did they meet? You can RP, write out as prose, poetry, or a script, or draw (or whatever media you like using) your reply. Form: [b]Name:[/b] (Her name must have "Queen" in it, but other than that, go wild.)
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Prompt Reply:[/b]
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 12:02 pm
Here is everything you'll need to know about her mate, King Slime. Quote:  Personality: For all intents and purposes, he really is a king and he behaves in a way befitting of his title. He uses the royal "we" and is prim, polite, and proper. He's all for forming alliances and he's willing to lend aid to anyone who asks for it - politely, of course; he doesn't suffer rude folks gladly. He can be overbearing and belittling too and he doesn't seem to care that it can hurt others. Quirks: If he's not asleep, eating, drinking, or talking to someone, he's singing and/or dancing. If he's not, something's wrong. RP History: [PRP] Ice Cold Lemonade (King Slime, The Sweet)This is his entry from the The Joys of Fatherhood event for Father's Day. King Slime's Wish It was eerily silent tonight. King Slime lied down on his back on the grass and stargazed. If his subjects had seen him now, then they would have known something was amiss. First, he was neither singing nor dancing. Furthermore, this was not because he was sleeping, eating, drinking, or talking to anyone. In fact, this once jolly king seemed rather melancholy. He felt sick. His heart ached. It was true what they said. It really was lonely at the top. While he loved his subjects, dearly, he could not single out any one of them to ask on anything like a date. How could he? He wished he could find someone he could love, not as a subject, but as an equal. Just then, he saw a shooting star in the sky. He immediately sat up. He wondered if this was a sign. "We know this must sound selfish." In a rare instance of humility, he then dropped the royal we. "No, I know it does. But I wish I could meet someone who would love me and who I could love just as much." *** And what is royalty without servants? Here are a couple of the gladiers, Sir Skull Rabbit and Lady Spider's Silk, she can look forward to bossing around. wink Or not. It's really up to her. XD Feel free to use either or both of them in your entries. Quote:  Personality: On the one hand, he is a natural leader. He's social, trusts easily, speaks his mind, and will do anything to support his followers. He has a utilitarian view of things and will do something that can be seen as bad, if he believes it's for the greater good. On the other, he's ignorant and makes things up, instead of saying, "I don't know." He's also selfish and manipulative. He sees everything in relation to what it can do for him and he doesn't think anything has intrinsic worth. He thinks if something is broken, then no one should waste time repairing it and it should be thrown out and replaced. Similarly speaking, if someone can't help him, then he believes he shouldn't waste his time developing a relationship with him/her. Quirks: He has a Cockney accent. He has a habit of saying, "Pakyun!" while making finger-gun gestures. His hobby is painting and he wants to become the best speed-painter. Quote:  Personality: Spider's Silk is a prankster. She is both intelligent and an amateur actress and she uses both to make her pranks even better. She means no harm with what she does - she just thinks it's all in good fun - and she'll apologize profusely if anyone gets hurt. She dislikes wet towels, spoil sports, folks with sticks up their butts, and other haters of fun and she'll tease them without remorse. She's cheerful, vain, and a bit of a hedonist. She can speak her mind about everything, except matters of the heart. In those case, she clams up and turns as red as a black widow's abdominal markings. Quirks: She likes to throw rocks. She usually speaks with a proper English accent, but when she sees something she thinks is cute, she starts talking in baby speak. She finds insects and arachnids just fascinating. She could look at them all day and never get bored. They remind her or humans or gladiers - only they don't get creeped out by her staring. She especially loves spiders. The fastest way to her heart, whether you want to be a friend or lover, would be say nice things about them around her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 3:36 pm
[url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=23308249][img]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/tenko72/scgban.jpg[/img][/url]
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:44 pm
Name: Queen Etalea
Personality:
Etlee is an energetic athelete who lives for the rush of endorphins and the joy of competition. Any sport will do, from racing to polo to dancing to battling. She is a firey, passionate individual, with a wild soul that, if tamed, will probably be willing to do just about anything for King Slime... if he can handle her wild soul. I'm thinking of her as sort of a warrior-champion-queen.
Prompt Reply:
They met at a sports festival.
It was a glorious sunny day, perfect for the sporting events. Diving competitions, polo, swimming... they were all there, drawing crowds and cheers.
Etalea was racing that day, approaching it with an absolute conviction and fierce seriousness. She ran the hardest, Ears back, wings pressed to her body. She ran so fast that it was as if her legs had dissappeared beneath her and she was surfing the wind itself. She sped ahead of the competition, a pink blur.
When she stood on the prize platform, glowing with victory and a post-exertion glow, grinning like a wild thing as they set the medal on her neck, that was when it happened.
Her eyes met king slimes, and time stopped. Their eyes locked, and she gasped, her wild expression fading to one of surprise.
As soon as she could, she sought him out, pushing through the congratulating crowd, heedless in her pursuit of a... something. a prize. that had revealed itself to her.
Finally, she stood before him.
"Excellent job out there!" Congratulated the king, toasting her with his drink.
"Eh, I've done better your majesty."
She knew who he was, how could she not? Maybe she had seen him around before.
But their eyes had met.
And something had happened.
She was being modest. That run was one of her best. Modesty of that sort was unusual for her.
"Your majesty..." She wasn't sure what she wanted to ask, or even that she should ask. But that feeling of... attraction? urged her on. "Your majesty, I offer you my services!" As if as an afterthought, she bowed down. oops, she should have done that before, shouldn't she? But her heart was suddenly racing, as if she was about to start another race, but towards what? "I will chase down the greatest beasts in the land for your amusment! I will fight in arenas for you! Anything!"
She stopped, and looked away for a moment.
What in the spiraglades was she saying?
"Or... I..." she was suddenly confused. She looked back at him, unsure.
Their eyes met, again. That jolt, that feeling passed through her. It had a name. Love? No, what?!
"Or... uh..."
She had never been good with articulating things. Talking, yes. She was as energetic in person as on the field. Usually. But that feeling was getting in the way of her words.
"Look, uh." she hestitated, "Forget what I just said. What I mean to say is all that plus..." She straightened. The bowing was causing her stiffening muscles to become uncomfortable. She was ramrod straight. What was she doing?!
"Will you..." what did you say to kings when you felt this way, "Let me court you? Will you go out... with me?"
She hadn't entirely realized what she was going to say until she said it. She wasn't sure what would happen. Suddenly the day, the race, the medal, all seemed unstructured and confusing. She met his eyes once more and purposefully held her gaze there.
Well, she had said it, and she wasn't backing down now. She never backed down.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 1:29 pm
I must have one eek
Will fill out whatever info I need/have to to get one at another time before the end date, but am too tired ATM to concentrate properly sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:44 pm
Name: 'Queen' Lisabelle
Personality: Generally happy, and energetic, she's just a tiny bit dim and never gets it when people are sarcastic with her. She is polite, and strongly believes she is royalty, as her father always told her she was a princess. (Whether or not this is true is up for debate.) She does not anger easily, and when she does, she finds that she does not know what to do with said anger.
Prompt Reply: "How I met him? Well it all started one day when I was attempting to fly...."
I've never been all that good at it, since my father thought it wasn't important. However, after I was old enough to go off on my own, I started trying to teach myself. Unfortunately, this didn't always work out, and strong gusts of wind tended to... well they were always coming at the worst possible times!
Or so I thought.
I was flying just above the top of a small tree. I was doing well, as I was staying in the air, when I heard singing, and turned my head towards the source. At just that moment, a very rude gust of wind decided to knock me down, and I fell into the tree I had been over. I suppose I should thank the tree, as it did break my fall.
After being smacked around painfully by every branch on the way down, I finally hit the ground. Hard. "Ow..."
"Oh dear! Are you okay?" I opened my eyes and saw an upside down blue gladier with... a crown?
I opened my mouth to say I was fine, but I could only wince as I felt a stab of pain when I tried to shift my wing. "Wing hurts..."
"Here, allow us to help you." He said as he nudged my shoulder. After a lot of nudging, tugging, and rolling, I finally managed to get back on my feet. "There we go. Now, how did you manage to land in front of us like that?"
I didn't answer right away, as I wanted to get a look at my wings. They didn't seem to be broken, but they were missing quite a few feathers, and it still hurt to move them. "I was trying to practice flying, but a rude gust of wind knocked me down."
"Practice flying? Do you not know how?" He said as he tilted his head to one side.
"Not very well," I cleared my throat before continuing, "Father never thought it important to teach me how."
He immediately hopped to his feet and stomped one of his front paws. "That will never do at all! We insist upon teaching you!" He looked at my wings and frowned. "After your wings have healed properly, of course. Follow us!"
Flying lessons? Nothing would have been more welcome. Plus, he did seem nice, if not a little pompous. "I am not sure I caught your name?"
"Oh dear, how rude of us!" He turned back to face me again. "We are King Slime. We are pleased to make your acquaintance."
I smiled and inclined my head, as I had never met a king before. "The pleasure is all mine. My name is Princess Lisabelle."
"Such a charming name! Well come with us! We shall get our servants to help heal your wings." He said with a huge grin. So I followed him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 2:55 pm
Name: Queen Star Berry
(I can change her name if you wish)
Personality: Kind, compassionate, sweet tempered, a touch whimsical though serious when needs to be, observant, and wise in a way you wouldn't expect, has a big weakness for sweets
Prompt Reply: She loved to fly so much. Nothing felt like the wind through her fur and the rhythmic beat of her wings. She loved to watch people from the sky, for you always got a better view from that angle. She knew of their king, but it was to her surprise that he was out alone looking so sad. Starlight trickled over her, and her halo tingled. She felt a wish, but not just any wish, a truly sincerely felt heart aching wish. Their king wished for a mate! How sad, and it tugged at her heart. She flew quickly as a shooting star, landing something past his hill.
Was it his imagination, or did that star just fall over there! With surprise and a touch of excitement he got to his paws scampering in that direction. An actual falling star! what a find that might be! There was no crash, no boom, and no crater. No, what he saw walking along the planes glistening with the moon light in her eyes, and star light glistening through the most brilliant pink fur he had ever seen was an angel. At least, in his eyes. Her halo glowed a very faint soft gold, and she had a gentle natural grace about her as she pranced forward. His heart did somersaults as he watched her, to the point that his progression had slowed to almost a complete stop.
As she made her way closer, her wings trembled a bit folding to her back. Her eyes looked up practically sparkling as they spotted him. She seemed all to happy to see him. She went up, and bowed her head down with both front feet out in front of her.
"Greetings your majesty! I hope you fair well this beautiful star filled night!"
Her voice had a pure sincerity that he was not in the habit of hearing from his subjects. He had just wished on a star. Was this the answer to his wish? He gave a regale nod of his head. "Yes, indeed we are well enjoying this night." After a brief pause contemplating if he should ask such a silly question, he decided too. "Are you the star's answer to my wish?" He couldn't stop the faint tint of pink to his cheeks.
Her giggle was clear as sweet gentle bells, and it made him a bit weak at the knees. She couldn't help but enjoy how the color turned his soft chubby cheeks a soft pinkish purple. "No silly, though I am here to help you find someone. Someone as good and kind such as you should have someone to enjoy your life with! And I am going to help you!" She gave a firm nod of her head, and a quiet determination. His heart sank a bit. So she was not the one meant for him, but yet at least now he had a reason to keep her close at hand. He could get to know her better, and perhaps see if his mind agreed with his all to fluttering heart that she might make a proper queen.
After a moment of thought, he said, "Would you give us the pleasure of a walk?" She gives a nod all to happy to do so. Her eyes shimmer a soft silver starlight as she gazed up at the sky happily. "Oh yes! That would be wonderful! I love few things as much as a night filled with stars like tonight!" She looked at him with a smile that could win over the hardest heart. They began to walk together, and began to get to know each other hence forth. She was determined to find someone for him, the perfect someone. Though she did find herself all to easily forgetting about her self proclaimed 'duty' and just enjoying his easy going company. Perhaps she got in over her head in finding someone else for him. The more they talked, the more she found herself rather liking him. That would be selfish though, wouldn't it?
(I would like to actually role play their conversations with you. I like to role play out the development of relationships instead of having them 'instantly' in love. Hope you enjoyed the story)
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 10:06 pm
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