That's right! Both itsie bitsie spider and myself, are having a contest for the youngest son of our couple!
Starts: 6/24 Ends: 7/1 4PM PST
Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 2:21 pm
Rules
1. Please no whining if you don't get picked for this little guy
2. You can edit your forms up until the closing time, please put any edits in RED
3. Please remember to have fun with it!
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5. Will add more rules in red
Frezir
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 2:39 pm
Family
Now here's a look at who are the family members and your relatives!
Father
Frezir Bloodfire
He's a tinker, adventurous, loves natures, and his baby twin sister. He rides around on his motorcycle in the dead of night. He plays guitar for a small crowd of people, but never really sings for people in public. He had fallen on hard times before that he retorted to drinking, but became sober when he learned of his sister being alive and well. She was his only family since their parents had died in a freak fire. He believed his sister was dead because they were put into separate orphanages. He was depressed and alone until he learned that she Djed for the local nightclubs and raves. He's down to earth and loves to experience change.
Mother
Himura Reiko
Brothers
The Middle - Himura Fuyuhiko Bloodfire (owned by Frezir)
The Oldest - Himura Daisuke Bloodfire (owned by itsie bitsie spider)
Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 3:09 pm
Extended Family (Warning possibly image heavy)
Lilith Bloodfire - Aunt
Cousins
Valdete Inela-Bloodfire
Cadassi Inela-Bloodfire
Elvian Inela-Bloodfire
Shardae Inela-Bloodfire
Subra Inela-Bloodfire - Zurro
Aludra Inela-Bloodfire-Zurro
Mira Inela-Bloodfire - Zurro
Alastor Inela-Bloodfire Cross
Medusa Inela-Bloodfire Cross
Belail Inela-Bloodfire Cross
Astraea Inela-Bloodfire Cross
Frezir
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 3:13 pm
The Last Bowl
Here's the youngest of the three you will try for <3
Now we do have a naming for these guy. It would be Himura - name - Bloodfire!
[b] (optional prompt) [/b] You spend the day with your mother or father. What do you guys do?
Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 3:29 pm
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Dooma
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2015 8:23 am
Username: Dooma Bowl Name: Himura Yuu Bloodfire Personality: Yuu is pretty laid back and easy going. Though it takes him a wail to get riled up once he is worked up he can be hard to calm back down. When he gets holder he may have the tendency to indulge from time to time. (A slightly addictive personality) He likes being outside like his father and enjoys watching people (stalking).
(optional prompt) You spend the day with your mother or father. What do you guys do?
The city can be a great place to spend some time but the real treat is when one can get back out to nature and just let go. It was almost always an adventure when one left the hustle and bustle. His mother had given him some basic ninja skills but left it to her children to choose to continue the practice. And he would act like he did not care or wanted to practice but he really did enjoy it. He would practice sneaking up on his parents or a sibling. As far as hand to hand combat or fighting that he would practice on his own. He knew how to fight but if he could avoid it he would. Even though he was the youngest of his three siblings he was growing stronger and had lots of power behind his frame. So wail his siblings trained he would wander off to find a place to lounge or explore.
Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2015 11:58 am
Username: jinxgirl5 Bowl Name: Himura Ryota Bloodfire Personality: Ryota is a quiet guy who likes to observe. He looks at things and thinks of their potential, all the various ways they could be used. He especially loves to watch something being made, how something can take shape out of bits and pieces and time. Sometimes he watches people, but only when they're doing something. He likes to watch people cooking, dancing, being active, creating. People-watching for the sake of the people themselves doesn't hold much of a draw for him. - - Ryota loves trying things out. He's kind of a dabbler, wanting to try a little bit of everything. He can become insanely proud of himself any time he achieves a new bit of skill or is praised for doing well, though he'll be the first to admit that he's not good at everything he tries. A lot of it is just for fun so he's okay with only having a passable grasp at achieving something, but when it comes to his passions he'll push himself hard to do better and become better. - - Though he's quiet most of the time, Ryota is pretty friendly and can be really sweet. He loves to clown around and have a good time, especially with his big brothers, and he's been known to tease others on occasion. He's not the type to overindulge though, and can actually be counted on to be the sober friend when out at clubs. He's more likely to encourage others than to step into the spotlight himself. - - As a child, Ryota is likely to be a ball of happy. He'll be following someone, either a parent or a brother, around almost all of the time. He's really good at listening when he's told what to do or not to do, though he's not above a bit of mischief.
(optional prompt) I wanna apologize if I created an incorrect setting or misused Reiko or Frezir in these! Poke at me if you'd like me to alter something.
With Mom
- - Ryota was still so small that he feet didn't touch the ground when he sat on one of the benches that bordered the big open space the adults called the "practice grounds". He kicked his little feet in the air as he contemplated the terrain before him a bit wistfully. Children weren't allowed to play here. The adults said it was because it was he could get badly hurt. Everyone said Ryota was a good boy, so as much as he wanted to run around and climb things he had to be good and stay put. - - To distract himself Ryota turned his eyes to his mother, currently running through the course. She was up high, on the wooden poles, and hopping all over the place. It was really hard to see where she was going, she was moving so fast! Mama told him it was something called "agility", and that it helped her to move around better. It must work really well, cause Mama was the fastest person he'd ever seen! - - Ryota's feet kicked faster and faster through the air as he watched his mother. Would he ever be as fast as Mama was, or as good at jumping? She never fell, never seemed to place a foot wrong! By the time Reiko was done with the exercise and looking around for Ryota, he was leaning forward on his seat, practically vibrating with excitement. Reiko smiled and called Ryota over. He leapt up and and dashed over, feeling a distinct thrill as he entered the practice grounds. Mama took him over to a spot where the younger kids practiced, showing him how to jump up on the wide rounds of wood and the best way to jump from round to round. Ryota wasn't very fast and he fell down a lot, but each time he got back up and kept at it. He wouldn't get to be as good as Mama if he didn't keep trying! Mama stayed with him, correcting him if he stood wrong or didn't land quite right. Finally they had to stop when Ryota''s legs, unaccustomed to the exercise, began to tremble and didn't want to hold him. But, despite his legs, Ryota was happy, so very happy! Then the best part of his day. Mama smiled, and told him he'd done very well. Ryota thought he might burst with pride, and even though his legs were tired he had never felt so light!
With Dad
- - Ryota breathed in the familiar scents of wood, metal, and oil. Dad's motorcycle was on one side of the garage, near the doors. The rest of the space was filled with tables, the walls covered with boards from which hung tools, the tables themselves usually holding bits and pieces of a project in varying stages of completion. To Ryota this was a place of magic, where things came in broken and came out working as good or even better than before. New things appeared on the tables all the time, some strange, some that weren't to be touched, and some that were amazing to play with. - - There were rules to this place. The first was that Ryota and his brothers weren't to enter the workshop unless Dad was with them. The second was that they weren't to touch anything, not unless they asked first. Ryota followed these rules strictly, not wanting to be barred from such place full of wonder, but it didn't stop his hands from itching with longing when he saw something he particularly wanted to pick up and examine. - - Dad was with him now, of course, working on his motorcycle. Ryota wasn't sure what he was doing, it seemed to involve a lot of twisting various bits of metal and wiping things with a rag. He turned his attention from the tables to watch. There were so many tiny pieces that made up such a big machine, now that he really looked. How did Dad know what was supposed to go where? It was fascinating, more evidence of magic in Ryota's eyes. Dad looked up and noticed him watching. He grinned and gestured for Ryota to come closer. Ryota went right up to the bike and squatted down next to Dad, staring at the shiny metal and not daring to touch lest he break something. He didn't know how long the two of them sat there, working on the motorcycle. Dad pointed to different things, telling Ryota what they were and what they did. Ryota nodded, his face scrunched in concentration as he tried his best to remember. He even got to hold tools for Dad, and a few of the little round parts called a "nut"! Finally they called it a day and went back to the house to wash up, for Ryota was as covered in grease as Frezir was! And when Dad ruffled his hair and thanked him for his help, well... Ryota couldn't help but puff out his chest a bit in pride, grinning from ear to ear in happiness.
Username: Rinial Sisterdragon Bowl Name: Himura Fumio Bloodfire (Fumi for short.) Personality: Fumi as a kit is too curious for his own damn good. He does not listen when he's told to stay out of something, instead feeling his curiosity bug driving him to try new things as OFTEN as he possibly can, especially if his mother or father tell him, NO. Being the youngest he gets himself into trouble quite often, and finds no greater glee than when he's found an answer to his nagging curiosity. Often he is the headache his parents have, with nothing more than a minor mention of his name. Though his parents are far more docile than he, he is still one that tests the limits of their tempers as OFTEN and as virorously as he can.
As an adult his curiosity and name being that of a writer turns him to be somewhat of an aspiring writer of tawdry books. He has a fascination that has been present his whole life, and why not work at making money at it? He doesn't care for drinking as it dulls the senses and does no justice to his writings.
(optional prompt) You spend the day with your mother or father. What do you guys do?
They'd gone to one of his aunt's local performances after Fumi had begged to see it, granted he was young, but he was a nephew of the headliner.
He grinned as his father's words echoed in his head.
In the event we get separated at the venue, meet me at the front.
As if Fumi was going to do that. There was so much to explore and so much more to do, why in the world would he bother going back to find his father? PSHAW, not happening, particularly when there was a sassy lady who'd gladly decided to keep an eye on him instead of leaving the poor lonely kid all alone.
He was gleefully sitting next to her listening to everything she spoke of, some of this talk was down right dirty as they spoke. He'd have to look up some of the words she used, but he was sure that this was related to illicit acts that they might be doing later on. It seemed that she had very promptly forgotten about her young charge with very large ears.
However those large ears did not pick up his father's voice, nor the worry in it, nor the footsteps behind him as his father approached. They did however pick up his father's voice.
"Where have you been?" concern and a little bit of irritation.
Fumi's ears twitched as his thoughts clicked to what excuse he could use, turning around the kit started, "You see dad...."
"No. No excuses." A deep sigh came from his father, "you're safe, we're leaving, we'll discuss this with your mother when we get home."
His eyes widened for a moment, "BUT!"
"Now, Himura Fumio Bloodfire."
All three names, he was in deep, again.
The trip home was silent, but he knew he was in for a good talking to, and probably being grounded again. But, it was worth it, he had so much more material to use now.
Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 11:08 am
Username: Ruler of Everything Bowl Name: Himura Shigu Bloodfire Personality: Shigu is an absolute daredevil. He is reckless beyond belief, and honestly, he could care less. It's odd to see him without a mischievous grin plastered to his face. Although he loves the stability his family provides dearly, he is much like his father in that he thrives with change. Boredom is a plague that seems to follow him around, and he desires nothing more than a constant adrenaline rush to shake it off. Finding himself endlessly tangled up in antics he's caused, Shigu has quickly developed something of an irresistible charm, used to slither his way out of trouble as often as necessary.
(optional prompt) You spend the day with your mother or father. What do you guys do?
The kit's tail was flicking back and forth, twitching like that of a cat. It always seemed to do that when Shigu tried to sit still. At this point, it kept tempo better than the ticking of a clock. At least it did until a scowl crossed the kit's face and he abruptly rose, spinning around to face his parents. "I'm bored," he whined, brows furrowed.
Before his parents had a chance to respond, he continued on. "I think it's about time Dad teaches me how to drive the bike." It was no secret that Shigu dreamed of one day having his own motorcycle just like his father. Realistically, he inquired about getting rides on the back of his Dad's bike about twice a day. Sometimes he actually won out, getting to enjoy bonding with his father while feeling the wind work its way through his fur as they sped down the streets. But never had he brought up the idea of actually driving the bike. It seemed like a terrible idea, Shigu knew - he was just a kit, after all, but there was no time like the present.
Shigu could see his parents about to protest (particularly his Mom, yeesh), so he decided to appeal to his Dad directly. Pasting that signature grin on his face, he glanced toward his father.
"C'mon, Dad. What's the worst that could happen?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 4:00 pm
AND CLOSED!
Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 4:34 pm
It was a hard choice to make, but after some talking I'd like to announce Rinial Sisterdragon has won our lovely little bowl <3
