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 Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 9:42 pm
 I bid you welcome stranger for it is rare to have visitors...especially when one such as I am crazed. Here you shall find my inner most thoughts as well as information on various subjects. You'll even find information on my beloved lions.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 9:49 pm
 1. Respect me, my thoughts, idea's, opinions and I shall respect you.
2. Do not come in here with your drama. I have my own to deal with.
3. Do not post up any disrespectful text within this thread.
4. Do not steal any of my idea's. I worked too hard just for you to come along and say it's yours.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:09 pm
 Name: Ira
Age: 20
Birthday: March 9, 1987
Fav. Colors: Black, Red and Purple
Personality: Well I am a pretty laid back kind of gal with some twisted attributes. I don't mind watching someone getting hurt in some way. If they deserve it then so be it. However, if that pain isn't called for I will do anything I can to make it better. I am a very jealous individual aswell as vindictive so please don't try to do anything to piss me off else you'll be on my permanent black list. I'm easy to get along with but very very very difficult to thoroughly piss off. If you managed to do that you are dead to me, however I will be nice to keep any un needed stress away but don't think it'll go any further.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:10 pm
 In Greek mythology, nymphs are spirits of nature. They are minor female deities and the protectors of springs, mountains, and rivers. Nymphs are represented as young, pretty girls. Each subtype presides over a certain aspect of nature. Depending of their habitat, there are Dryads (forests), Naiads (springs and rivers), Nereid (the Mediterranean), Oceanids (the sea) and Oreads (mountains), Limoniads (meadows), Limniads (lakes, marshes and swamps) and Napaea (valleys). They were worshipped in a nymphaeum, a monumental fountain which was raised in the vicinity of a well.I copyright nymph lions.If you have already done nymphs please let me know however I reserve the right for the idea.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:13 pm
 Shinigami ( literally "death god". see also kami) is the Japanese name for personifications of death, in particular the Grim Reaper, which was imported to Japan from Europe during the Meiji period. This image of death was quickly adopted by the Japanese, and early on featured in such works as a rakugo play called Shinigami and in Shunsen Takehara's Ehon Hyaku Monogatari (One-hundred Story Picture-Book). [1]
The term shinigami may also be used more loosely to refer to any god associated with death. It seems to be a recent term, however, as it belongs to no specific Shinto deity and is rarely used in folklore.
I copyright Shinigami lions, so long as they are not to be gods but reapers of souls
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:14 pm
 In the Torah and several non-canonical Jewish and early Christian writings, nephilim (those causing others to fall) are a people created by the crossbreeding of the sons of God (angels) and the "daughters of men". The word nephilim is loosely translated as giants or titans in some translations of the Bible, and is left as nephilim in others. In Christianity nephilims are angels that have fallen from the graces of heaven.
I copyright the idea of Nephilim lions.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:15 pm
 Theme Song: Nemo by Nightwish KitName: Desero
Birthdate: 9/24/06
Personality: Aloof and Intuitive
History: Not mush is known about Desero. He showed up in Pride Lands like many other cubs did however it was clear that he had a shadowed past. He had no recollection of his parents, nor of how he had come to arrive in this new place. To his luck however, a lion who went by the name Reid took him and and serves as his father.Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Foster Father: Reid
Pride: Reids Aqquired: Flat.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:15 pm
 Theme Song: Stand My Ground by Within Temptation Name: Belladonna
Birthdate: 12/19/06
Personality: Alluring,loyal yet vindictive
History: Belladonna did not have the privaledge of being born in the lucious valleys of Pride Lands. Instead, she was born somewhere else that was far from forgiving. She was born in a place known as the Barren Lands. The land was dry and cracked, the sun hidden by thick black clouds. Those clouds were in fact billows of smoke seeping from a mountain that had erupted some years prior. When she was just a cub, rogue lions took hold off the land. What males that hadn't already fled, were killed and the females were used simply for mateing purposes. When Bella came of age she escaped and entered PL only to meet a lion named Sukin, a demon Snare and the death god Jivan who took her in his pride.Mate: Sukin1st LitterFather of Cubs: SnareSon: BaalDaughter: AkaneDaughter: DiscordPride: Jivan2nd Litter
Father of Cubs: Sukin
Daughter: Zigana
Son: ValadistI copyright the rights to Belladonna. She is an origional character of mine, from my own imagination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:16 pm
 Theme Song: Born of the Night by Midnight Syndicate Discord as a kitName: Discord
Birthdate: 1/5/07
Personality: Cunning, sadist, alluring, vindictive
History: Not much has happened with the young cub that could prove life changing save for the meeting of her father. Right away she connected with him much to her mothers dismay, yet she has yet to grow too attached to Sukin. Yes he's proved useful when it came to learning how to fish but in her eyes only Snare is to be with her mother and vise versa. Mother: Belladonna
Father: Snare
Brother: Baal
Sister: Akane
Mate: Stryker
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:17 pm
 Theme Song: Kill the Lights by TBM Name: Puritas Trucido
Personality: Cynical, Emotionless, Intuitive, Calculating
History: Puritas was born of the darkness and evils that festered within that forest and to mock God and his angels, Lucifer gave her a name in Latin the translated to pure or purity, however he slapped his own tag on her when giving her the last name Trucido which translated to massacre. Puritas however did not carry the appearances of the demons she was raised around. She didn't hold the harsh, grotesque features of many whom one would only see in their nightmares, nor did she look as alluring as the succubi who drained the life from humans through intimacy.
Instead she took on the appearnce that closely resembled a porcelin doll. Her skin was a beautiful china white and was as soft as silk. Her hair, bleach blond...almost a silvery white. Her sapphire eyes.....those eyes that were so empty....so lifeless where the second most haunting things about her. They seemed to stare right through you. Hoowever, what was the most haunting thing about her was her monotonous child like voice. Due to the lack of emotion in her tone, one never knew what she was truely thinking. Infact the child never did show emotion, she saw no point in it. She mearly viewe them as trivial and anything trivial wasn't worth her time.
The way she managed to snag in her victims as child was by using her dollish look. She was adorned in baby doll dresses that were black with white trim and small babydoll shoes on her feet. Seeing her just sitting in a certain spot, still as stone often fooled the humans. They took her for some childs life sized doll and would approach her to take her back to her owner only to be killed by the cub. Her methods of torture and killing helped her move up in rank as she grew older and even now she still retains her doll like features but she now carries the beauty of an adult lioness.
Father/Creator: Lucifer
Mother: None
Siblings: None
Mate: It's-a-not-so-secret ninja
1st Litter: Mantarok and Sanre
 I copyright all rights to Puritas Trucido. She is my very own character spawned from the depths of my endless imagination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:18 pm
 Theme song: Sin by Amy. (click the pic to hear music)2nd Theme Song: Cry Little Sister by Carfax Abbey True Name: Vladavist VanCroi
Known as: Sin
Personality: Cold, Insane, Sadomasiochistic
History: Vlad never really had a good life to begin with. He was abused by both his mother and father. He was even forced into some adult situations with his father and the friends of his father. When he had become a teen he had attempted to off himself but thats when he found that his mother had birthed him a baby sister who had been named Angela. From the moment he laid eyes on her he vowed that he'd protect her even if it meant that the pain he endured was increased ten fold.
Of course when he found happiness once again he was snatched away from his sister and put into confinement where he was tested and experimented on. When his stay there was drawing close to an end he was informed that he'd never leave and that his sister was killed he lost all of his sanity and became the crazed murderous beast Sin.
Mother: Dead
Father: Dead
Sister: Dead
Mate: NoneI copyright all rights to Sin. He is my very own character spawned from the depths of my endless imagination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:19 pm
 Theme Song: Listen by Paul Schwartz Name: Nevaeh
Personality: Forgiving, Kind hearted, Naieve, Shy
History: Nevaeh has spent much of her existance within heaven for she was born an angel...there for that leaves her with no room to make mistakes. She knew this but still was forced to learn her lesson the hard way. Despite all of her attempts not to do so, she fell for the lies of a demon, fell for false love bestowed apon her by Lucifer. For the first time, she knew what it was like to feel fear. Hopeing that god would forgive her of her foolishness she confessed her love and as a result was kicked out of her home.
She was attacked by the other angels...many of them high in ranks and received painful scars on her back side and even a wing had been ripped from her body. When she landed on earth it didn't take long for her once brilliant white wings to start it's change. Slowly it grows blacker and blacker to remind her of the 'sin' she had dared to commit.
Father/Creator: God
Mother: None
Sibling: Alot
Mate:NoneI copyright all rights to Nevaeh. She is my very own character spawned from the depths of my endless imagination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:20 pm
Name: Dai and Etsu
Personality: Dai is very cautious when it comes to men and very protective of her younger sister. Etsu is the shy and soft spoken.
History:
Death: They Are
By: Jasmine Kelly
Chapter 1
A gentle breeze blew past rustling the brown, orange and golden leaves of the maple trees. The sweet perfumes of the flora that remained even now danced within the air as they were slowly being outnumbered by fallen leaves. It was now time for harvest for autumn had peeked through the summer days and took hold of the lands. While men were hard at work, gathering crops and women were getting prettied up for the festivities that would be held later that night, two young women ran about playing a game of tag in the forest that surrounded their village. These young maidens were sisters, and they mirrored each other in not only appearance but in mind. To find the two away from each other was a rare sight indeed for they shared all their activities together. However, when they were apart physically, mentally they were not. When one heard a joke, the other would laugh. When one fell and wounded themselves, the other would hiss in pain. When one grew sad the other would cry. Their bond went understood by those around them and no one could seem to come between the two. This was not seen as a problem to Dai and Etsu. In fact, they liked it.
Dai was the eldest of the two, even if it was only by four minutes. Her skin was fair and her lips soft as rose petals. Her hair cascaded down like a river of black ink and only halted just two inches above her knees. Her left eye was ice blue while the right was a pale jade green. This amongst her people was very rare indeed but it only proved to make her stand out more in the categories of unique and beautiful. Her scent was that of cherry blossoms and morning dew. Her voice was softer than the morning doves coo and her movements just as graceful. Hiding her slender and curvaceous body from the world was a white kimono that flowed out gracefully with silver petals scattered across the bottom and going up the left side. At this very moment she hid behind the trunk of a large maple tree with her left hand resting on her lips to stifle her giggle.
Etsu was the youngest of course and it didn't bother her one bit. Her skin was just as fair as her sisters and her lips just as soft. Her black hair that was softer than the finest of silks cascaded down her back and came to a stop two inches above her knees. Her eyes mirrored her sisters, so therefore her right eye was ice blue while her left was a pale jade green. Her scent was that of cool flowing stream on a hot summers day and mint. Her voice mimicked her sisters and her movements were just as graceful. Hiding her slender and curvaceous form was a white kimono that flowed out much like her sisters. Scattered across the bottom were golden petals scattered across the bottom and going up the right side. She was the seeker in their little game of hide and seek and crept closer to her sister, calling out teasingly.
"It is senseless to hide dear sister. I know where it is you hide. Come on out beloved." She had to hold back the giggles that threatened to come out as she eased her way around the left side of the tree. Her taunting calls made Dai want to giggle all the more but she made sure to keep them at bay, however the sudden silence did entice her curiosity. Where had Etsu gone? Did she give up and simply leave? Silently she moved forward to peer around the tree and was shocked to find no one near. So Etsu really had given up. Pushing herself away from the maple tree she took a step forward only for her vision to go black.
"Guess who."
Dai took hold of her younger sisters' hands and turned to face her with a smile on her face. "You fooled me dear sister. I was certain that you had given up on our little game.
Etsu scoffed mockingly. "Give up? Never would I do such a thing." She offered Dai a smile of her own before glancing over her shoulder to the village. "We should hurry back before father starts to wonder of our whereabouts."
"Indeed. We wouldn't want to worry him." Keeping hold of Etsus' left hand, Dai made her way home with her sister right by her side. This was her heaven and being apart from her sister was her hell. Etsu for her was not just a sister, but she was a mother and close friend. The same could be said on Etsus' behalf. They had lost their mother the day after the birth and from that moment on all they had were each other and their father, but never could they share secrets of crushes and the daily gossip with him. No, it simply could not be done. He was far too busy seeking out potential husbands for his daughters and when he wasn't doing that he was working the land.
Unbeknownst to the girls, two sets of lustful eyes watched them as they made their way home. Those eyes belonged to two thieves that traveled the lands. Never did they stay in one place for two long. They heard of the yearly festivities that took place here while they were in a neighboring village and knew that this would be the perfect place to loot. No one would notice them during their celebrating, thus making it all the easier to get away richer than they were now. Now all they had to do was wait and perhaps later on have a little fun of their own.
Chapter 2
The autumn festival was under way and it seemed that no one could ruin this night. The music played loudly and the food smelled simply delicious. The garbs and facial painting worn by the villagers was exhilarating but nothing could compare to the beauty of two masked women moving gracefully in accordance to the traditional dance of thanks. Through their movements they were thinking the one whom they felt brought their lands great fertility and it could be described nothing less than sensational. The dancers adorned in white kimonos with gold and silver petals were none other than Dai and Etsu. For years they had watched other women preformed this very dance and now that they were of age, it was their turn to perform it.
Upon the completion of the dance, Dai and Etsu retreated back to their hut while their father continued to celebrate with the others. The only company they sought to have at the moment was each others and all the festivities had worn them out. Sleep and each others company was a good enough remedy for them. So they ventured to the room they shared and discarded their garb only to replace it with their usual sleeping attire. While Etsu recited the prayers her father taught the two, Dai combed out her hair before tying it back. From there the roles were reversed. This time Dai recited her prayers as Etsu combed out her hair. After gracing each other with a hug and kiss on the forehead the two lay down beneath their covers and drifted off to sleep.
Three hours had passed since the festivities had first begun and they showed no signs of stopping. This was when they entered the village for it was time to take what they wanted while the moment was right. Silently they entered the homes of many, taking anything of value and they slipped out unnoticed. It was simply just too easy. They even had the gauld to make friendly with those whom they robbed right before going off to do it again. It seemed as if fate where on their side and nothing would put a damper on their plans. That is until they came upon the final house. The first step they took inside gave them away due to the old creaky floors but they didn't care. Everyone was outside enjoying themselves or so they thought, so they continued on, searching around.
Etsu was the one to awake at the creaking of the floors. At first she had payed it no mind for she figured that their father had come inside to sleep but when she heard two male voices she gasped. Silently she moved closer to Dai and gave her a good shake praying that she would awaken in time.
"Dai…Dai please sister wake up." She whispered while shaking her sister frantically.
"W…What it is beloved? What troubles you?"
"There are strangers in our home. I heard our floors creak and voices that were not our fathers."
A smile graced Dai's lips before she placed a gentle hand upon her sisters' cheek. "You fret over nothing beloved. The voices you hear come from outside, and the creaking is only our home settling is all. I'll prove it to you."
Before Etsu could protest, Dai got up, lit a lantern and left the room to search their home for any intruders. She had come to find no one around for the light to her lantern had warned the intruders of her coming and hid. Moments later Dai returned to the room she and her sister shared and stood in the doorway with a smile on her face. That smile alone brought out a sigh of relief from Etsu but that relief was short lived for the blade of a Shikomizue had just gone through her back piercing her heart. When she dropped the lantern worry befell Etsu's features.
"Beloved?"
"E…e…"
"Sister what is wrong? Please you frighten me."
Slowly Dai walked forth, blood trickling out from the corner of her lips. The sight of it all brought horror to the young one and caused her to cover her mouth and stare in shock.
"Etsu…" Dai managed to choke out her darling sisters' name before she fell to the floor dead.
"Dai!" Etsu released a blood curdling scream but it went unheard because of the festivities going on outside. Her vision blurred as tears burned her eyes. There her beloved sister was, lying on the floor before her…dead. This couldn't be happening. She lost her mother the very day she was born and now she lost her sister. Why was this happening? Slowly she crawled forth, calling out to her sister not wanting to believe that she was truly dead. Yet she soon stopped when she took Dais' hand into her own only to find it quickly growing cold.
"Beloved…I will reunite with you soon enough." She whispered softly before kissing Dais' forehead. Looking up to the ominous figure closing in on them for a brief moment, she shed her tears then lay her head down as a searing pain took hold of her back as the blade of a Katana dug deep and pierced her heart. Slowly she could feel things slowing down and her awareness growing dim. She was growing cold…so very cold. Was this what it was like to die? Is this was people felt as they passed over into the next realm…pain? Oh well, she had something to look forward to. Her sister awaited her on the other side. Etsus' lips slowly curled into a small smile and remained that way as the last bit of life she had left abandoned her.
Chapter 3
At first there was nothing, just a great void of darkness and pain. Images of those men flashed every so often like the shimmer of their blades that were now soiled in the blood of two innocent young women. Weeping broke through the deafening silence of this never ending darkness, this cold black void. Then there were voices, softer and more welcoming than the coo of the morning dove. That is what creating the spark that created the brilliant light. The brilliant light that was slowly destroying the darkness around them. Slowly as their senses were awakening the feeling of light pin pricks enveloped them and jarred them to open their eyes. Everything seemed to have taken on a new look…as if they had past through the years while sleeping and fog lay it's claim over everything.
Slowly they turned their heads and found reason to smile again. There they were, together as always and as they should be.
"Dai…"
"Etsu…"
They took hold of each others hands in fear that if they let go they would forever be separated. Slowly the twins sat up and stood still trying to get their bearings. Why was everything so foggy? They looked down to see they wore the kimonos from the night before but hadn't they taken them off before bed? They left their room and sought out their father but he was no where to be found within their home so they ventured outside and it was just as dreary. The villagers were moving about as if they had suffered a great loss. When Dai called out to them, she received no answer…not even a simple glance.
Etsu turned her head when movement out the corner of her eye caught her attention. It was their father walking on the dirt path through the forest. Tugging Dais' hand to gather her attention she led the way with her sister in toe. Silently they followed until their father had come to a stop. They were at their mothers' grave…but why? Their father hadn't been up there since they were six years of age so why would he go now? After ten minutes of silence, their father finally turned and faced them. Those eyes that were once filled with life despite all the hardships he had to endure were now empty black voids. His face…the lines on his face spelled out sorrow and grief. As he took a step forward they both opened their arms to embrace him but what happened next would change everything from this moment on. He walked right through them. Through them as if they weren't even there. No. They were no longer amongst the living. They were dead…but why had they not passed on? Why were they still here?
"You are still here my dearest's because your death was unjust and before your time. It is now up to you to keep this from happening again. You must go forth and leave the place you know as your home. You must go forth and ease the transition from this world to the next for the ill and dieing. You two must now go forth and embark on a new journey…"
Just who did that low velvet voice belong to. Where was the man that spoke out with such a monotonous tone? Could what he is saying be true. Were they chosen to go on like this and bare witness to more death. Both looked down to their hands in utter disbelief of it all to find the very weapons they had been murdered by resting in them. They were still for a moment or two before stepping forth, away from the grave they now shared with their mother. They continued on, past the borders of the village they had once called home all the while crimson eyes watched their departing forms.
"A new journey as Shinigami."
I copyright all rights to Dai and Etsu. They are my very own characters spawned from the depths of my endless imagination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:21 pm
 Theme Song: Poison by Groove Coverage Name: Memoria Mortifer
Personality: Partyer, Conceited and Seductive
History: Memoria was the kind of girl that had no worries in the world. She could give two shits if someone didn't like her because only three things were on her mind. The first was herself. She was sexy and she knew it. Anyone who didn't like her were nothing but haters in her eyes and held no importance. The second was haveing fun. Sitting around with nothing to do and being bored was a big no no in her book. Life to her was too short to just sit by and do nothing. The third was clubbing/raveing. She loved to dance may it be by herself or with others. So long as she was doing it and enjoying herself.
Living this kind of lifestyle was well unhealthy. Being exposed to drugs and lack of sleep. It was a wonder she was still alive but she atleast made sure it was worth while. Unfortunatly on one of her partying nights, there was a shoot out and she was killed. Re-incarnated as a lion, she wandered about Pride Lands looking for a source of fun some where and that search led her to an interesting individual named Zared. Instantly flirts were exchanged and she grew to like him. Though there was a big mishap that made her want to hate him...but she's forgiven him and she see's him as hers and hers only. If anyone wants him well too damn bad. She had him first.
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Children: None
Mate: Zared
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 3:59 pm
 Theme Song: Black Moon KitCubTeenName: Valadist
Personality: Chilvalrous and protective
Bio: ....Cureently in the works...Mother: Belladonna
Father: Sukin
Sister: Zigana
Sister: Discord
Sister: Akane
Brother: Baal
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