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~Demi-god/goddess Auditions!~ « Thread Started on Apr 4, 2007, 8:11am »
To be a demi-god you must beable to post at least 5 lines per post. Demi-gods/goddesses have controll over their element, so you must promice not to powerplay. Demi-gods CAN DIE so no god moding! Please fill in the form or you will not get a chance to be a demi-god/goddess. Please do the rp example as the horse
The elements are- Earth Taken by cola Fire Taken by firewind Air Water Light Dark Spirit Taken by Bray Metal Healing
The form -
Name of horse: Age: Gender: Element: What can they do with their power?: Rp example: Do you promice not to pp or gm?: Can you be on at least 2 times a week?:
Name of horse:Wrathine Age:4years Gender:Stallion Element:Spirit What can they do with their power?: Conjure Spirits and turn to a spirit Rp example:
I broke your nail...
A steely carcass swung to the rhythm of his lengthy strided two-beated. Carbon threads dance amongst the atmos from his serpen and stub as he twisted his way through bent timbers. Wrathine drew back his paperthins to capture a scent that was flying past his nares. Darkening appendages scream in a low voice as they pummel the dense foliage the beats slow as the studmuffin jams powerful hinds under his carcass and drew him to a halt in a stylish manner. Glares were emited from depthy azure lanterns in a moment of the dimming half-light the light that struck out from the pools appeared to glint ghastly molten silver. Pert thorns were swiftly jammed to Wrathine's skullian as his paperthins parted and a gutteral call was released. Dry labrums brushed back together before they slitted open a slight amount more to let his sponge wipe a gloss over them.
The lack of light became more apparent as the star-encrusted canvas stretched itself overhead. The steed's whipcord thrashed about Wrathine's brawny hips to create lashmarks upon his hide and putting his hocklings back to place. Flints tore away the turf beneath them to make sure any other that suffered there time by walking this path would be sure that another had done the same as alone in the mass of timbers as ever an equine was.
A lazy flower head lingered close to the turf, residing beside the vaguely circular titanium of the muscular brute. He dropped his crania to the lavishly hued sproutling and plucked from its soily bed with yellow-tinged ivornites. As his dial had risen a slight amount to allow his sets of dentals to grind the fleur 'tween themselves his odd-tinted orbs spun this way and that to take in any that wished to be stolen to his sights. The single things that allowed themselves to change and morph were the murky green shadows of new spring leaves. The spicy scent of crushed foliage under his wardrums mingled amongst Wrathine's own. He flexed a twitching muscle within his slabs with the smooth action of stretching his extension to the fore of himself. This motion let boredom seep through his carcass. He was jaded of balancing with no real reason in this terrain.
For a still moment in time his corpse hung in perfect balance above his burly hindquarters then the hession plunged forward into a fluid lope. The active auditories that flung there censors far and wide jabbed closer to his skullian as his freedom was announced to the terra in the form of widely spaced imprints to the moss-covered topography and hollow rhythm of his places positioning themselves where they considered right.
...you broke my heart
Do you promise not to pp or gm?:Yep Can you be on at least 2 times a week?:Yes except for the things I PMed you about
Name of horse// Wasserstütze [but most call her ztüe] Age: 5 Gender: fae Element: Water What can they do with their power?:bring water from deep within the earth's soil, bringing it to the surface, she is covered in it, unable to escape the always seeping liquid [see example post], she can control it to an extent, the more water the more energy it takes. Last but not least she can "shoot" it from her mouth, though to do this is a very severe process. She must stop the flow of water to her delicate skin to hold it within her, and to spray it in her known defense, [not good for surprise battles] though her skin suffers dearly in the days while she doesn't supply it with it's ample amount of water, along with her energy.
Rp example: [coming soon]
Do you promise not to pp or gm?: yup! ^^ Can you be on at least 2 times a week?: I'll try, I'll try. -nod nod-
Name of horse: Sparrow Age: 6 Gender: Stag Element: Air What can they do with their power?: He can cause minor winds, storms and other such, unless he is in a terrible temper [which is extremely rare] when he is likely to cause hurricanes and stuff, but every time he uses his power it tires him; the more severe, the weaker he becomes. If he created three hurricanes in a row, for example, he'd probably be on the brink of death. xD Rp example: [Is it okay if I use one from another horse? From LH? -puppy eyes- Eesh my very bestest.]
Tall and sturdy pillars, along with sharpened daggers, brought the stag three-beating in, his contrasting pelt flashing in amongst the shadows of the trees. A harsh scream escaped his maw, seeming as though it came from somewhere far away, when he was right behind you, ready to pounce. His cursing? Solitude. He was the one who messed with the minds of the innocent. He was the voices that you hear inside your head, and when you tell others, they say you're crazy. He would rip your soul, piece by piece, ripping your world apart like a cat pulling down curtains. He would lift the veil from your eyes, force you to see the true horrors of reality, and would never let you escape into your imagination's blissful realm, for that was where he'd be waiting. Waiting.
Do you promice not to pp or gm?: Of course! Can you be on at least 2 times a week?: Yep, and even more during the holidays. =D
What can they do with their power?: Well, he has the ability to shroud an entire area in darkness, and storms to come, and stuff like that. Also, he can become 'invisible' in the dark, because it's, like, pitch-black. ^^
RP example: Night had settled. Not a cloud was seen in the vast expanse above, known to many as the sky. Its pitch black layers smothered the stars' lights, not allowing even the faintest ray to reach the earth. No, not on this night. But the darkness compared naught to the proud hellion that strode with a mixture of manifest pride, hatred, stubborness, and arogance across the dunes of the forbidden lands. Ghouls and mosters of all sorts waited in the darkness, quarreling amongst themselves in a devious manner. Their devilish squabbles reached the auditories of the dark lord with exceptional speed. Accordingly, his response was rather mature for one with such a ruthless disposition as he. Crawling forward with long charred pistons, he screeched a reply from his beastial jaws. Menacing abode crept silently forward, whilst his whereabouts where given away only by the hiss emitting his foul labrums to greet the terra, stretched out before him like parched tongues craving water. Yet another one he had claimed for himself, though it was definitely not taken by abiding by the laws of the land. His abhorrid snarls were like a sinister foreboding of dooom about to be unleashed, as his soul was a putrid thing of waste and ash; nothing yet remained to be called a heart any longer. Of course, he knew full well that none would attack any creature, either good or evil, in his lands without his given permission; for, as he was, of course, the only living steed to take up the throne of lord of evil, the demons of hell that thrived in this place where loyal to him. Hence, all the demons settled in the land heeded to his call and his only. For it was their duty, from the Fall onward, to fulfill evil's very desire...and such was this brutis, this raging malice of contempt and resign. The end, he would preach, was soon to come. The tide was turning, rolling back the seething evil that was to be unleashed upon the earth.
Do you promice not to pp or gm?: Of course not. I never do. X3
Can you be on at least 2 times a week?: I'm on almost everyday.