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 Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 5:58 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»Aggressivexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxAnimalisticxxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxCautious«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Cantankerous
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Kyriakos is a very special kinda stallion. He is quiet and calm, and often times will just stare and observe. He has the patience of a saint, and because of that, he is seen as serine. But the second he is startled or hungry, he attacks. He always gives warning signs; he thumps his tail hard, and tries to make sure that whomever is approaching him needs to watch out. He is prone to attacking first and asking questions later. But if they don't move on him, and talk to him quietly, he will calm and allow them to approach and talk. He is usually quietly spoken at first, but the more excited he gets, the more emotion he'll show.
xxxxx ► Anger is something that happens quickly against Kyriakos. And as much as he wants to hold it back; as much as he wants to push it aside and keep himself clam, he is blinded by it. Rage always seems to take him by surprise, and will make him thrash and attack. He usually uses his tail, but he has a fondness for grabbing with his teeth, and using that as momentum. He detests hurting people, but he knows he will survive if he fights.
xxxxx ► He is more a lover than a fighter. Often times those that grow close to him describe him as a puppy. He adores nuzzles, and will thump his tail excitedly when given them. The world around him isn't perfect, and he knows that, but he also knows that he will be welcomed with open arms to those that care for him. And that makes him happier than anything else.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► Kyriakos is uncertain of his place in the world; and in that is hesitant to get close to others.
xxxxx ► He loves naps; more than he loves food.
xxxxx☆═━┈ ⇢ xxxx ⇠ ┈━═☆
「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► Kyriakos doesn't recall most of his childhood. He remembers bits and pieces. His mother nuzzling him, his siblings wrestling with him. Occasionally there is a blip of him hunting or wrestling with people. And it makes him happy. But he also knows that he needs to be oh so gentle and careful revealing all of that. He has recently decided that the future is more important, and in that, has started to push himself forward that he can survive in the swamp. He's lived there for years, observing people from the murky water and the trees.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► No plots at the moment.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ♫♫♫
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “Don't make me bite you...”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖true neutral❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •I will make this my home•
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2019 2:47 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»suavexxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxflirtatiousxxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxeager«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Desirable
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Lalita is the exact picture of a man who... well.. Wrong word. Let's say a womanizer with a taste for a little bit of everything. He's generally a pretty laid back guy, enjoying, for the most part, the will to just relax and enjoy the company of those around him. He's a huge flirt; and so long as he knows they are able to be flirted with, he will. Girl or boy, Harpy or Skinwalker. He doesn't care. ( Though he hasn't gotten to flirt with a skinwalker yet, he is certain that he will never get that chance ). The stallion is an image that many have seen to be alluring and wanting. And he generally gives them all that they could want. And he will give them everything they want. Lalita is a stallion who will please even the smallest of fillies if he needs to make them happy. He doesn't mind looking like a clown, after all.
xxxxx ► When it comes to his brother, this Whistler holds him on the highest pedestal. He respects the way his brother works; how he has trained Lalita in how to be a perfect stallion and what the world he lives in means. Though with that in mind, he also is a younger brother. And that means that he has to be a little stink. He likes to tease Kalyana; especially when he's trying to show himself off to a Sister. He thinks it's hilarious, come from the Flock's "best Whistle Stallion". He also likes to pull small pranks on him, be it forcing him into a situation he finds funny, or push him teasingly into a flower bed to see how he looks after. Lalita is a stallion who loves kidding around with his brother, even if he's supposed to be "regal and desirable".
xxxxx ► As a lover, which he is, Lalita has the most passion of anyone around. He will go out of his way to show what he wants, and to get what he wants. He loves going out of his way to make a mare smile, or make a stallion blush. He doesn't care who it is, Lalita will get his way in the way of getting what he wants and when he wants it. He doesn't care what the person looks like, finding beauty in all those around him; though he also very much so enjoys when people try to woo him. He finds it amusing, as all they would have to truly do is come to him and offer themselves to him. With that, he would gladly accept.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► Lalita is a Whistle Stallion, meaning he's there to please the Sisters of the Flock.
xxxxx ► As flirtatious as he is, he tends to need time on his own quite often.
xxxxx ► He has a weakness for stallions, finding them even more appealing than a Sister. But he knows his job, and will do it to his fullest.
xxxxx☆═━┈ ⇢ xxxx ⇠ ┈━═☆
「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► The history of Lalita's parents isn't one of romance or courtship. It was just a quick agreement made between a Harpy sister and a Whistle Stallion. Chandra, the Sister, wished to have children. She didn't have a pet of her own, let alone someone to help her on her way. Instead, she looked to the Whistle Stallions, and called upon one that had rumored to be great at giving children to those who needed them. Within a few nights, she was with children, and the stallion was dismissed from her presence. Months later, the first of her beautiful children emerged, a young stallion with the hooves of his mother. The second came not long after, another boy, with claws and a tail that was rather unique. She adored her children, and set to raise them to be the best stallions in the Flock.
xxxxx ► Being the younger sibling, and much smaller than his older brother, Lalita didn't enter classes till he was a little bigger. It put him behind when it came to learning with his brother. He was put into different classes to learn so that he didn't get left behind. But in the end, he was so easily distractable that it took him longer to complete his basic classes as it did Kalyana. He often times would run off and play with some creature, or get distracted by a pretty mare or handsome stallion. He dreamed to be like them; regal and lovely. To show that he is the best of the best in front of them.
xxxxx ► After realizing his dreams, Lalita settled down and focused. He got through his classes several months after Kalyana. He watched as his brother began being mentored, and instead, he was off learning from his mother about just how the Sisters liked their stallions to be.
xxxxx ► As soon as he started to develop into a young adult, Lalita joined his brother in the Whistle Stallion nests to learn. He was behind in his learning, and due to joining late, was seen as a young bloomer. But he had compassion and a drive to learn all he could. He stuck to his brother like glue, wanting to learn all he could. He clung to his brother and saw somewhat of a difference between them. Where Kalyana was regal and reserved, often times wooing with gentle words and soft tones, Lalita was hyper active. He was excitable and eager to please. But he also went out of his way to compliment those around him and get them to blush and swoon. He's amused by their reactions, and wants to just see what they will do.
xxxxx ► Lalita was living the high life, enjoying everything he had to offer. He was quickly moving from a student to an apprentice and then upward toward a novice Whistler. Until one day, he came back to his and his brothers nest to find it empty. Confused, he went out in search for the other stallion, unused to sleeping by himself on nights when they agreed that they would not take to a mare. What he saw made him feel more betrayed than he thought was possible. Kalyana was with a young mare, Vanwyn, and was wooing her. But it was not the actions of a Whistle Stallion that his brother was using. No. It was the actions of a lover. Betrayed and upset, Lalita fled back to their nest, and kicked everything out that belonged to Kalyana. If he was going to be a pet, then Lalita would not accept him back in his nest.
xxxxx ► It took months before Lalita calmed down enough to joke with his brother once more. He gradually eased into the fact that his brother was now owned by a Mistress, and that he could do nothing about it. Instead, he teased Kalyana with sing song words. "Some amazing Whistler! You do your task once and then settle down. Way to go!" He loves his brother no matter what, and will support him, even if he wants Kalyana at his side as he grows and matures into what he's trying to do. But things never happen as they're supposed to. As soon as it was said, it was done. Kalyana and Vanwyn were no more, but his brother didn't seem upset by it. He offered comfort to his brother, and all was well. After all, things change, and though he knew Kalyana and Vanwyn were going through their own emotions, he would be there for his older brother no matter what.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► For a while Lalita is going to be taken out of the Flock, captured and dragged to the Hatetalon Flock.
xxxxx ► He will need some help healing from the pain of what happens within the Hatetalon.
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► ♫♫♫
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “Don't worry, love. I'll take great care of you.”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ❖chaotic good❖
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •I'm going to be the best Whistler in the Flock.•
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 9:11 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»trait 1xxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxtrait 2xxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxtrait 3«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Demur
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Azarath was born and raised in a small kingdom built on Mer's and Seathi. That being said, she was raised in a certain manner. She has politeness about her, and an almost heir of authority that not even she understands she has. She smiles sweetly and often times will intervene in arguments to try and help ease them toward a solution. She enjoys spending time with the people she grew up around, and would do anything to make them smile. Or she would, when she still lived there.
xxxxx ► The small Mer doesn't have much of a mean bone in her body. She can stand firm, and be stubborn in her thoughts. If she believes something should be a certain way, she will fight fin and spine to ensure it gets how she wants it. She can be talked out of it; all the same. If an idea is pointed out and has good bones behind it, then she will conceit and agree. And then she will back that idea up. She enjoys debates, as it makes her test her mind which she wasn't allowed to do growing up.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
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「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► Azarath Metrion Zinthos was born and raised in a Mer Kingdom. It was built within an underwater cliff face, with cave patterns and plants that decorated everything with bright colors and bold patterns. She loved her home, her parents, her vast amount of siblings and all their gentle methods. She didn't mind being out and about and exploring, as much as her family hated it. She got in trouble often, liking to venture out and find out what was out there. There came a time where her adventures got her in quite a pickle though.
xxxxx ► When she was still rather young, the Mer Princess left her small home. She went out exploring late at night, and thought that it would be the best option to do. She wanted to explore! But she also found a shark where she was. It hunted her down, and she fled as quickly as she could, crying out. She didn't know how long she swam, but there was a fight behind her, she could hear it, but she dare not look back. She kept swimming, and swimming, and swimming. Until she got home, where her mother and father embraced her in their safety.
xxxxx ► She didn't venture out as much. Growing up as the eldest of all her siblings, she had a great honor about her. She was heir. She had to be responsible and hold her head up high. So she did. She kept herself under control and made sure to work to do the best for the kingdom. She spent most of her time delegating and handling small issues that her parents gave her to handle.
xxxxx ► One day though, as she was meandering through some crowds, she noticed the guards moving forward. She watched, curious as they brought a brightly colored stallion toward the lower levels of the Kingdom; the dungeon. He seemed easy going and to have a good time, despite the Mer's pushing him forward forcing him to stay straight. She watched, waited as he moved into the dungeon. And she was curious about him. Oh so curious... When all was quiet, she would sneak down into the dungeons and talk. His name was Syn, and he was so soft spoken and polite. Well, despite his brash nature. She grew fond of him, told him her deepest secrets and how she was uncertain about her life.
xxxxx ► She springed him. Azarath made sure he was free of the bounds that were placed on him and they swam off. Her plan originally was to get him to the outer reaches. To leave him there and then go back home. But when he asked her to go with him. When he offered her a home with the pirates he ran with...
xxxxx ► She left with him.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “quote here”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ♫song lyrics here♪
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •goals here•
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2019 9:33 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»trait 1xxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxtrait 2xxxxxxxxxx↔xxxxxxxxxxtrait 3«
「ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ」
xxxxx ► Regal
「ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ」
xxxxx ► Estefania is a very high end mare. She likes to be poise and polite, and often times will seem as though she is a queen among sea-folk. She is never seen as disheveled and disorganized, and instead always remains primp and prime. She always uses manners and talks with a gentle voice and open mind. More often than not she never comes out when she isn't ready; meaning she's always got herself looking completely clean and organized, her hair in perfect position and her scales clean.
xxxxx ► But when not in public, Estefania is adorable. She is quirky and uncertain of herself, often fussing over her hair and fins and trying to look good. She likes to giggle and play small jokes or tell them because making her friends smile is amazing. She's often timed gentle hearted and loving, but uncertain of herself. She doesn't mind showing herself to her friends... but strangers are another matter. She is gentle hearted to them, but not nearly as open.
「ᴋᴇʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
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「ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ」
xxxxx ► Estefania was born and raised in a deep part of the ocean. She stayed close to her family and adored upon them. She was raised with love and adoration, and learning how to be a proper Mer. She enjoyed her lessons on being a lady, and even more so enjoyed being pampered by her parents as well as other sea creatures. She was easily adored by all that came to her, and eventually grew up into a stunning mare with a bright smile and joyous personality.
xxxxx ► One night she went out and did something she'd never done before. She left her primp and proper behind and partied with some other sea creatures. She learned their ways and had a ton of fun. And when she got back home, realized something was different. She was with foal, and it scared her. She eventually settled down to have hr children, and easily relaxed with how her life would change. She ended up with three beautiful children and adored on them like her own parents did. She raised them lovingly and gave them the push and drive to do all they could to be happy. Eventually they all left her, and she settled back into having a life of fun with the sea creatures around her. She was more cautious after having three children, and kept herself in check rather than letting lose.
「ᴘʟᴏᴛs」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
「ᴋᴇʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇs」
xxxxx ► text text text text text
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ “quote here”
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ ♫song lyrics here♪
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▌ •goals here•
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