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 Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:21 pm
Hello and welcome to my journal! Here you will find all of my stars and a little bit about me. ;D
All my pets are available for roleplay. =3
This journal is rated PG13 for language.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:55 pm
..:: | ::.. Navigation & About Me ..:: | ::.. Post 1 .: | :. Introduction Post 2 .: | :. Navigation & About MePost 3 .: | :. Breeding Showcase Post 4 .: | :. Star Index Post 5+ .: | :. Stars About MOIReal Name: Ash Age: 23 Gender: Male I'm always up for plotting, catch me in the shop or drop me a PM to discuss. I promise I don't bite(unless you like that kind of thing). Customs wantedVG's Valiant Quest Thread
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 9:29 pm
 Where I showcase the results of my pets breeding, as well as their growth. <3
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:03 pm
Star Index
Click the names to go to their posts!
Counter
Total stars: 15
Males: 13
Females: 2
Page 1
* Pythius - Solara
* Oingo - Algiedi
* Spiridion - Starborn
* Ialu - Arcturus/Lyra - Lifemated
* Nessiel - Wolf alcor
* Iba Thurkear - Mutated solara - Lifemated
* Lady Ardith - Lyra
* Ravnica(placeholder) - Solara
* Eliah Bloodrose - Arcturus
* Untryr Ryseararadacedeszeld - Mutated solara
* Anhur - Wildkin
Page 2
* Amenaru - Lyra
* Ataruamterhemutranu - Algiedi
* Thoth - Lyra
* Prof. Viktor Talbot - Nova
* Ihy - Starborn
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:19 pm
Name: Pythius
Meaning: Latin form of Greek Pythios, possibly meaning "to rot." In mythology, this is the name of a serpent killed by Apollo near Delphi. The name then became one of his epithets.
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Solara/Starborn
Font color: Green
Sexuality: Not picky, if someone can stand to be around his grumpiness or finds it endearing he'll likely try to keep them around
Species Preference: Any, he's a lonely guy
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Herd: Darastrixi di wer Iski
Rank: Member
Mother: N/A
Fathers: Cernunnos and Calais
Sister/s: Annabelinda
Brother/s: Cuchulainn
Grandfather: Perseus
Grandmother: Andromeda
Great Grandfather: Aries
Great Grandmother: Meleena
Great Great Grandfather: Durmathasiah
Great Great Grandmother: Arei
Great Great Grandfather: Orion
Great Great Grandmother: Helki
Personality
I'm still finding him out, but Pythius is a bit of a grumpybutt. He's not exactly personable and he's under the impression that everyone knows what dragons are and what they do, and really if he finds out he knows something someone else doesn't his mind is blown. Obviously if he knows about it then surely everyone does. He can be blunt almost to the point of rudeness, but he tries not to be rude if he catches himself.
Currently the main source of his grumpiness is that he simply doesn't feel like he's important to anyone. He doesn't really have any friends, just acquaintances, and he doesn't really know how to make friends. It's more of a mix of loneliness and feeling left out that causes him to be grumpy; he just wants someone to think he's worth something.
History
Extra: A gift to me from Aps. Thank you so much!
Photo Album: Adult uncert
Roleplay Log[PRP]Hunter's Gunna Hunt - Oribelle, Pythius, Blade Ion, and Uriel - Ongoing [PRP] Light of the North - Pythius, Galadriel - Ongoing [PRP] What Do You Desire? - Pythius, Keoke - Finished
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:20 pm
Name: Oingo
Meaning:
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Algiedi
Font color: Brown
Sexuality: Not picky
Species Preference: Not Picky
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: ------
Father: ------
Sister/s: ------
Brother/s: ------
Personality
Oingo, despite his appearance, is a quite friendly algiedi. Some might say he's completely mad when in fact he's only partially crazy, and if you ask him it's the world around him that's insane. Death is all around, there's no escaping it, he embraces his mortality and is often quick to remind others that their day will come. Being so at ease with his mortality has allowed him to experience things he hasn't in ways one might have otherwise not thought about.
Rejoicing death rather than mourning the loss of life(after all, what is death but a whole new adventure?) he has morbid tendencies and can often be found in grave and bone yards.
Just because he's comfortable with death doesn't mean he's ready for it, however. As wonderful as he imagines the afterlife to be he's having too much fun in his current life to give it up so easily.
History
When Oingo fell from the sky it felt like he was being born again. He remembers a life surrounded by pain and strife and he could swear that he was about to meet his end when he came to this world. When he looks at himself and sees the crazed bloodshot eyes, yellowed teeth, stitched hindquarter and the bone in his left foreleg it reaffirms his assumption that he is, in fact, dead. This is the afterlife. There are different rules at play here, and there is yet another world beyond the veil of this one. Is a second death the answer, or a kind of transcendence necessary to access the next plane? He didn't know, but considering that things in this world died just the same as they did in the last he had a hunch it was the same door, possibly opening back into the last world.
As an algiedi he found himself originating in the mountains, and once his presence became known he very quickly built a reputation on morbidity and insanity and found himself an outcast in most herds and small groups. That suited him just as well, though he does tire of the loneliness. Another like mind would be just the ticket, and even better a whole group of like minds.
He wanders alone from grave-site to grave-site, honoring and rejoicing the dead in his own special way and, in a sense, also rejoices life. Where his life on this plane is headed he doesn't know, but he doesn't want to do it alone to the end, and so brings up his ideals with nearly every star he meets in the hopes that they have at least that in common. He knows he isn't the only strange one here, he just needed to find the others.
Extra: Music inspiration custom by Ripple, song No One Lives Forever by Oingo Boingo
Photo Album: Adult uncert
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:31 pm
Name: Spiridion
Meaning: Greek name derived as a diminutive form of Latin spiritus, meaning "little spirit."
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Starborn
Font color: #9f28bd
Herd:
Rank:
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species Preference: Any
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Helki
Father: Orion
Sister/s: Ananke, Ceres, Epiphany
Brother/s: Aries, Cygnus, Anu, Scribe, Loki, Huayna, Glossanor
Personality
Spiridion is, well, spirited. Good natured and friendly, he has the spirit of a youngster. He's serious when he needs to be and at the appropriate times and has good control over his emotions.
History
Spiridion remembers growing up in the Moonglass Herd with his mother and siblings. The details are fuzzy now, though. When he grew up he became lost, not having the best of luck, and was unable to find his way back to the herd. It's been many years and he's gone through many trials, some of hem attributing to the loss of some of his memories.
He has finally found his way home, but he feels so disconnected and separate now that he feels he might have a bit of a difficult time readjusting. Many things have changed since he was a foal, such as his brother finding a mate and having children and finding he has more brothers and sisters than he thinks he did when he left. He wonders if he still has a place in the herd.
Extra: A gift from Heavenly Snow, since he had no owner. Very nice of her! He's a beaut. Thank you Snow. <3
Photo Album: Foal uncert Adult uncert
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:33 pm
Name: Ialu
Meaning: Egyptian name meaning "dream"
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lyra/Arcturus
Font color: #e322b6
Herd: Moonlight Herd
Rank: Guardian
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Species Preference: Any
Mate: Kalliope
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: ------
Father: ------
Sister/s: ------
Brother/s: ------
Personality
History
Extra:
Photo Album: Adult Uncert
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:35 pm
Name: Nessiel
Meaning:
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Sex: Female
Species: Alcor
Font color: brown
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Species Preference: Other werewolves or alcor, possibly Solara/dragons(other predators, in a nutshell)
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Personality
She mediates and is slightly apathetic, able to make judgement calls fairly easily without feeling guilty; if it's for the greater good then it has to be done. She's friendly and prefers not to fight, but her rage has more control over her than she does it and when frustrated enough in a situation she'll resort to physical violence fairly quickly.
That's only in hostile or threatening situations though, she does her best to try and find a way to avoid violence and pacify others. She's a pretty logical thinker, and social too. She likes to have connections and friends to fall back on if she needs help, and she'll come to their aid if they need it, too.
History
Extra: Won in a raffle
Photo Album: Adult Uncert
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 10:35 pm
Name: Iba Thurkear
Meaning: Dreaded Night
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Sex: Male
Species: Solara
Font color: Black
Herd: Darastrixi di wer Iski
Rank: Blood Fang
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Species Preference: Dragon(Solara)
Mate: Oribelle
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Brother/s: Yesol(not in shop yet)
Personality
Iba could be easily taken for one of your typical western dragons on the slightly more...beastly side, we shall say. He is a dragon who prides his strength and ferocity above all else. In his past he learned that he could take just about anything he wanted by threat or force from others of his kind and lesser beings, loving the feel of battling. He covets and is greedy, thinking that any dragon that would run from him instead of fight and defend is not a dragon at all, for in his eyes there is no room for cowardice among dragonkind.
In the present days he is learning. This past behaviour is 'wrong' and 'evil', but both of those words don't mean much to him as he raised himself and knows nothing of morals. He's incredibly head strong with a flaring temper and will quickly resort to physical violence if things aren't going the way he wants them to.
Despite these traits some would deem negative they come with a big positive. Once he learns to respect others and accepts them as friend or family, they "become his" and will rush to defend and/or fight for their cause with unwavering loyalty. At least that's the theory, as it is so far a rocky start in this new land.
History
Iba Thurkear trotted across the moonlit glade, his mind spinning. What in the world just happened? How in the blazes did he get here? Why was he a horse? Well, a kind of horse. He could see that he had legs like one, slightly armored with gold scales and spikes, and looking down along his body he could see that he retained his golden wings, and that his tail was...almost similar to how it had been, but still more draconic than horse. Could he still growl or roar, or did he whinny now? The confused beast was a little afraid to find out at the moment, praying that he didn't sound like the very creatures he liked to eat.
Did he still like to eat horses? Would that be cannibalism now? The questions made his head hurt and he quickened his pace, wings unfurling and pumping powerfully to get him off the ground so that he could better locate a water source to look into. After a few minutes of frantic searching he spotted a creek and made a dive for it, landing a little heavily and nearly crumbling to the ground as his ankles almost gave. He growled-oh, good, he could growl still-at what he considered flimsy legs as he made his way to the water's edge. Peering into the cool water he saw a primarily horse-like beast looking back at him.
This was terrible. Iba turned away from the water and took a few steps before turning back and looking again as if it would magically change him. Frustrated when his image remained the same he repeated this four more times before giving up. Dismayed he opened his mouth to see that he still had sharp fangs and teeth. Suddenly he was aware of exactly how hungry he was, feeling like he could eat four horses. Cannibalism or not it was what he knew, and plants and green things didn't sound or smell any more appetizing to him now than it they did before. Besides, he was more than a horse, he was some kind of dragon and horse amalgamation. He'd hunt and devour the first, second, and third things he found.
Hours later he found himself surrounded by the bones of the smaller animal he'd been able to catch. Hunting in this form was proving a bit difficult. He had no claws, no way to grab and hold anything. Iba figured stomping on heads was about as satisfying as it had been before but that was difficult to do. The lone solara sighed, his ears flattening and feeling a little defeated as he looked up at the starry sky. These weren't his stars. He was nowhere close to home. 'Well...' He thought to himself as he lay his head down on the ground. 'at least there's no Yesol here to bother me.' Telling himself that the little parasite of a younger brother wasn't around gave at least a small measure of comfort.
'Please let this be a dream that I wake from soon. I want to go home, where things make sense.'
Extra: Won in an RP contest like Ialu
Photo Album: Adult Uncert
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 9:01 pm
Name: Lady Ardith
Meaning: Good war
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Lyra
Font color: steelblue
Herd:
Rank:
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Species Preference: Lyra
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Personality
History
Extra: Won from a RNG game during the Game of Thrones event
Photo Album: Adult Roleplay Log
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 9:37 am
Ravnica Place Holder
Posting this because I'm getting ideas for Ravnica that I want to put down somewhere so I won't forget. >< [IMGright/left][/IMGright/left]
Name: Ravnica
Meaning: The name of a plane in the Magic the Gathering multi-verse
Stage: Adult
Gender: Female
Species: Solara
Font color: #104dc7
Herd:
Rank:
Sexuality: ------
Species Preference:
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Personality
Ravnica is a force to be reckoned with. Her strength, prowess, and intelligence are her greatest assets, and she will use them to their full extent. She is typically a quiet observer, forming her own opinions on matters, and follows orders well; unless the orders go against what she believes is just or for the good of others, then she will speak up. Her stance as silent observer and her stealth allow her to gather information, and so is a valuable informer on top of everything else.
Coming from a world where her word carried weight, often being the voice that decided the fate of a law breaker, it is somewhat difficult to adjust to this new world.
History
Ravnica remembers a time before she fell to this plane. A land where magic ruled and a constant battle for control or chaos was fought between distinguished guilds. The Azorius Senate is the guild she called her home. New Prahv was such an elegant city, unadorned and simplistic, white marble, alabaster, and steel comprising it. She can still see others like herself, sapphire drakes, flying in it's skies and patrolling the city. A great sphinx and three columns with an arbiter at the head, each representing something different. The Jelenn Column, which makes the laws; the Lyev Column, which enforces the laws; and the Sova Column, which judges the law-breakers.
Her place in this Senate was in the Sova Column, though she would not have minded being in the Lyev Column either. Both were good suits.
In this new world she is lost. There is no order that she can find, no laws, no guilds. While she considers the lack of Rakdos and his ilk and the demons that crawl about in her home world a good thing, she longs for order. If she can not find it, or find order suitable to her, she will create her own.
Extra: Eventual custom
Photo Album: Sapphire Drake Roleplay Log
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 5:52 pm
Name: Eliah Bloodrose
Meaning: Eliah: Anglicized form of Hebrew Eliyah, meaning "the Lord is my God." In the bible, this is the name of several characters, including the prophet who lived in during the reign of Ahab.
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Arcturus
Font color: Goldenrod
Theme Song: The Truth Beneath the Rose - Within Temptation
Herd: TBC
Rank: Will be a royal/founder
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species Preference: Any, is wary of Arions(likens them to faerie folk) and Solara
Mate: Scottish Thistle(yet to be brought in)
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Geneology: Blood of the Rose
Personality
Eliah is a very proud being. He is proud of the name of Bloodrose, proud of his abilities as a princeling knight turned crusader. However he is not proud of the things his father and grandfather have done in the name of the rose. He's actually rather ashamed and enraged by it.
Despite his feelings towards just about every family member since his grandfather and, more specifically, his father, Eliah very strongly believes in the bond of family and kinship. If someone has a problem with one Bloodrose then they have a problem with all of the members of the Bloodrose clan.
Eliah is a mix of elegance and savagery. Due to his royal lineage he learned the proper way to socialize and interact with others, but it was also in conflict with the other half of his personality. In fact, it seemed that those with Bloodrose heritage all seemed to have two sides; the elegant surface with a regal and noble demeanor but with a savage heart and bloodlust nature. The duality of the rose could clearly be seen in their family's history.
It is these two aspects of himself that he attempts to balance, with varying degrees of success. The calmer, elegant and noble side is beginning to win out more and more but sometimes the barbarian within manages to break through the wall.
History
In the beginning there was a Bloodrose. This Bloodrose was not all that different from the Bloodroses to come from him. With his savager and barbaric nature and natural leadership ability he became the king of the nomadic barbarians. Through the years of raiding and pillaging other villages he began to pick up on certain aspects of their life that he thought would help to advance his people and help him conquer even more land.
It took lots of hard work but he convinced his people to stop the nomadic life in exchange for agriculture and permanent shelters, and slowly they built up their village. Their barbaric nature was a reputation that would not soon be forgotten, however, as they were still notorious for raiding nearby villages and stealing whatever supplies they needed. Bloodrose was beginning to grow wiser and eventually put a stop to this behavior, encouraging trade instead.
Through the generations it seemed almost to go back and forth between a time of relative peace and then back to savagery depending on the nature of the Bloodrose on the throne. Finally, through many hardships, a line of kings that had managed to tame their savage hearts ruled and through them came the most prosperous years, a golden age. Until Eliah's grandfather took the throne.
Eliah's grandfather, Cyneric Bloodrose, hearkened the beginning of the end of the golden age. He was as intelligent as he was treacherous and savage. He had slain his kin, cleverly disguised as accidents or assassinations, in order to obtain the throne, and once there began to preach of a new god. It didn't take long for the people to take up this new god of lofty ideals and promises, and through this manipulation Cyneric began the holy crusade.
Eliah's father, Evoric, continued the war after Cyneric's passing. The newer generations knew nothing of their family's true past, only the propaganda they pushed forward telling of how they were blessed and chosen by this god to lead and conquer the heathens. Eliah himself was a devout follower for many years, being a general in the military and spearheading many assaults on helpless settlements. Like the progenitor of his bloodline the more he fought in these skirmishes the more he found inherently wrong with the crusade.
The ideals they were fighting for were in direct conflict with their fighting. They were supposed to be saving these people from suffering, and instead of doing anything to actually help these people they were mercilessly cutting them down. Some of the villages didn't even seem to be suffering all that much, no more than back home. Taking a chance he began talking with the people he was supposed to kill in order to find out if the knew something he didn't about his family, and indeed they did.
He learned of the origin of the Bloodrose clan, how they were once barbaric nomads until their progenitor changed their ways, how the Bloodrose lineage teetered on the edge of barbarism and civilization. Disgusted and ashamed of what his grandfather had done he began to turn away, thinking of devising a plot to bring his father to his knees and take his place and change the ways of his people once again.
It began tentatively with the help of the leader of a tribe of Celts, one that he found himself slowly becoming very attracted to, and he suspected that maybe the other had the same burgeoning feeling towards him. However, before they could really begin their plotting Eliah fell.
Now he's torn between his many lives. He wishes to return home and correct the actions of his people and return them to a golden age, wishes to return and see if perhaps he and the Celt would fall in love. At the same time though this new land was peaceful as far as he could tell. He could start a new life here, and with the knowledge of his family's history he could rule here and educate his children should he have any on how to tame their hearts.
Extra: Eliah was originally just supposed to be a hiring sample and his first incarnation looked like this. You can see how much has changed. While working on that one I decided that I really really liked him and wanted to keep him and even made a little story idea and mate for him. Eliah is my first staff custom. <3
Photo Album: Adult
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 2:12 am
Name: Untryr Ryseararadacedeszeld
Meaning: Untryr: Learned; Knowledge; Scholor; Wise
Rysear: Fast; Lithe; Rain; Water
Aradace: High; Mighty; Powerful; Ruler
Deszeld: Ambitious; Dragon; Fierce; Lord/Lady
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant Solara(horns, scales, wings, tail)
Font color: Gray
Herd:
Rank:
Sexuality: ------
Species Preference:
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Personality
Like most silver dragons of the Forgotten Realms ____ is quite a friendly dragon. He enjoys tasting different kinds of foods and socializing with other beings, typically ones that are also friendly and have much shorter lifespans. While he does grieve for the loss of these short-lived friends when their times come he contents himself by staying with the family for many generations, usually disguised as one of them.
He doesn't always stay in the company of lesser beings(lesser in that they are not silver dragons, who are obviously the best creatures in existance, as he does value many of the other race's ambitious natures and drives to succeed in their short lives); sometimes he returns to the cold mountain to commune with his own kind in his true form.
Unlike other species of metallic dragons he has no want or need to seek out evil and slay injustice. If he sees it happening he will step in and correct it if he can, and always does his best to protect his family and friends. He is a highly intelligent that prefers not to fight, striving to find ways to settle disputes and avoid coming to blows, but if it is required or unavoidable he's going to put the other in their place. He is, after all, the (second)most powerful of the metallic dragons and is a deadly force to be reckoned with once his kindness has run out.
He prefers cold weather climates and higher altitudes.
History
Extra: Given to me as a birthday present from GunSniper! Thank you so incredibly much!
Photo Album: Adult
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 12:51 pm
Name: Anhur
Meaning: Egyptian name meaning "that which brings to Heaven"
Stage: Adult
Gender: Male
Species: Lyra/wildkin
Font color: hotpink
Herd:
Rank:
Sexuality: Bisexual with a preferance for females
Species Preference: Any
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Sister/s: Ilmare(adopted, IoT)
Brother/s: Silren(adopted, IoT)
Personality
In his younger days Anhur was a bit of a grump and a sourpuss. He has always been the smaller than others, reckoning that he was the runt of his family and was thusly kicked out of it early in his life. His shortness has always been a sore spot for him, as he's put up with lots of mockery over it. He's an emotional fellow and doesn't always have a good hold of himself, and so will lash out if he feels he's had enough of someone's s**t.
This has lead to quite a few fights over the years. Because of this he's impressively strong for his stature, frequently outdoing or matching others of greater(average) size. He very much holds a grudge against the world, and unbeknownst to him a lot of the teasing he gets is a direct result of others enjoying his extreme reactions to their jests.
He doesn't think he'll ever fall in love, and instead of feeling sorry for himself over it has chosen to simply be angry at the entire concept of love, mostly because he's never felt that way for anyone before. If there is someone out there that can calm him and be his better half they'll discover that he's surprisingly romantic and contradictory to his current feelings of having a family(babies suck, I don't want kids ever) once he's found the right star for him it won't take long for him to want to start a family.
History
Extra: Another birthday present, this time from Roarie and Elfy(mostly Roarie)! I'm so happy to have him here finally. <3 He's the first of many IoT incarnations of mine to come.
Photo Album: Adult Roleplay Log
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