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Post by Jiang on Jan 15, 2009 12:54:26 GMT -5
(can i be a human that turns into a lion because of it but can change back) (also can me and nala bee together too look at the tiger plases give cubby eyes) [Sorry, that's a negative, Sin. All humans exposed to the energy-wave-thing were utterly destroyed, not given special abilities such as shape shifting. And, apologies, but negative for your second query as well. If whoever takes up Nala {Which'll probably be me if I can talk myself into it} decides to have her be with your char, than that's fine, but I will not use my godly powers as starter of this thread to force whoever plays Nala to put her straight into a relationship with anyone. 'Cept for Simba, since they're mates.]
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Post by sindragon on Jan 15, 2009 13:29:20 GMT -5
(i play as my lion chater who aready was a lion then look at every give happy smile)
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Post by KiaraRules~*Draco's Girl*~ on Jan 15, 2009 20:51:39 GMT -5
Amani walked over to Damu. "You know, it's okay to be afraid every once and a while." She smiled at him. {{OMG, I'm brain dead today, sorry, I have my Geography bee tomorrow, and I'm studying like crazy, so I have no creativity left. Sorry again for all my shortness for a while. }}
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Vitani Rox! ~ Vitani's #1 Fan
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Post by lillanix on Jan 16, 2009 13:12:10 GMT -5
Vitani giggled at Jamall, grinning broadly. "Who cares about speed? I'd prefer being able to snuggle with you any day." She told him, nuzzling his cheek. Vitani slowed down as they finally reached the jungle. She threw herself at the ground and relaxed. "Come lay by me." Vitani pouted at Jamall.
Damu smirked faintly and shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I just hate the feeling, ya know? It makes me seem weak." He explained. Damu sighed and kneeled down, rubbing his forehead. "Uh, should we go? We're kinda intruding on Jamall's property." He chuckled nervously, getting back up to leave the den.
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Post by Jiang on Jan 16, 2009 16:24:11 GMT -5
Jamall smiled and did as Vitani told him to. He laid down on his back alongside her, and placed his hands under his head as a impromptu pillow of sorts, and relaxed. "Ahh... Haven't just kicked back like this in a long time." He sighed happily, another of his bright smiles crossing his muzzle.
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Post by KiaraRules~*Draco's Girl*~ on Jan 16, 2009 16:53:58 GMT -5
Amani aggreed, and walked out with him. "Why do you think this happend?" She asked Damu, staring curiously upward, at the sky.
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Post by sindragon on Jan 16, 2009 17:10:51 GMT -5
a male rouge lion walk thew the pridelands he was were a manchester united shirt and black and red jenes and skater shoes
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Post by Jiang on Jan 16, 2009 19:21:56 GMT -5
[Throwing in another char, just for the heck of it. To reduce potential confusion, since he's a heavily modified version of one of my chars, here's a bio that I had intended to be brief but couldn't actually make brief. Silly me. xP And yea, Sefu's going to be our ridiculously over prepared soldier type. Please pick on him for me. XD Name: Sefu Hishima Species: Black Panther Anthro Age: Unknown, estimated to be at least 18 [Human] Years old. [Over one hundred panther years] Height: 6'1" Weight: 215 LBS Body Build: Very muscular and athletic Eye Color: Dark Green Appearance: [Just ignore the odd feet, this was the only image I found that I liked the facial structure of.] fc44.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/020/d/0/Commission_for_Kesslan_by_Zinou.jpgPersonality: Calm, quiet, reserved, and patient can all perfectly describe Sefu. Despite his upbringing, he is not aggressive unless he feels threatened, or unless he's directed to guard a area. Sefu may come off as a little awkward at times, but this is because he is not used to dealing with those outside his 'family' of fellow Guardians, and not because he is unfriendly or unsociable. Finally, he does not give his trust and respect freely, but once you have it, you'll have a ally for life... Unless you do something to violate his trust. History: Sefu was originally part of a experimental project with the Kenyan military, which was designed to replace Guard Dogs with genetically altered panthers, who were specifically bred and designed to be both powerful and controllable, and, considering the significant cost of each 'Guardian Panther', to be extraordinarily long-lived. Sefu was among the second generation of Guardians, who were bred eighteen years ago. His projected life span was estimated to be fifteen years; he and the rest of his generation surprised the military by outliving that by three years with absolutely no health problems observed in any of them. Because of these, five of the thirty panthers in Generation II were being extensively studied at the Haverson Military Research Facility, located roughly two hundred miles west of the Pride Lands. When Pandora's Box was opened and they were changed, four of the five fled back to their home city in the hopes of meeting with the rest of their kind. One stayed, not of his own choice, but because he had been heavily sedated at the time of the change. That hapless soul who was left behind by his brethren was Sefu. When he awoke and found himself changed and alone, he reacted to the change just as his lifetime of training had told him to. He scavenged weapons and equipment from the armory of the base, and thanks to his lifetime spent around human soldiers, he knew how to use all of his newfound gear. After pirating a Alvis-Vickers Scarab from the base garage, and spending two hours trying to figure out how it worked, Sefu started driving east, since that's where he remembered his 'Home' being. However, the panther, being unfamiliar with human vehicles, failed to realize that he had needed to top off the fuel tank to make it all the way home, and so he ran out of diesel fuel roughly three miles east of Pride Rock. With that massive structure being the only thing in sight, Sefu decided to take all his gear and rations, and head there, then try to figure out where to go next... Sefu's Equipment and attire: fc39.deviantart.com/fs39/i/2008/319/f/7/Killzone_by_gryalphk.jpgHis weapons include the pictured 90MM High-Velocity Anti-Tank Rocket Launcher, and a Helghast Industries Sta-52 Light Assault Rifle [ i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/hackles/KILLZONE/Weapons/05.jpg ] He also has a couple SMG's, handguns, and other surprises bouncing around in his rucksack, so you never know just what he may pull on you.] [Yeah, it's kinda long... Sorry. xP ] "I wish I had known that my Scarab had required a larger fuel load to reach home... If I had known, I would have fueled it up!" Sefu grumbled, as he marched onwards towards that rocky spire off in the distance. With all his gear upon his body, including the imposing helmet and rebreather setup, he looked like he would likely bake in the fierce african sun... This was not the case, thanks to a lightweight bodysuit worn under the uniform that, thanks to the miracle of modern technology, kept his body at a perfectly comfortable temperature. In fact, he was cooler in the suit than he would be if he stripped down to nothing and leaped into the nearest river! OK, so maybe that was an exaggeration, but he was pretty darned comfortable. And while he was packing roughly forty pounds of equipment, spare clothes, and rations in his rucksack, plus a ten-pound rocket launcher strapped to it, he was not in the least encumbered by the weight, thanks to his excellent physical condition. His rifle hung loosely to his right side, supported only by it's sling, leaving his hands free to hold a small GPS unit in his gloved hands. "So, that is Hill 419 up ahead, meaning City 44 is ninety miles beyond it... I will camp at the rock tonight, and get moving tomorrow morning. If this unit is right, ten miles past the hill, the terrain becomes very inhospitable. Desert, I believe." He thought aloud, stuffing the GPS unit into a pouch attached to the left side of his armored vest. He continued at a walking pace towards Pride Rock, or Hill 419 as it was designated in the GPS device. He was now only seven hundred meters east of Pride Rock, and advancing rapidly on it. As a precaution, Sefu unslung his rifle and brought it up to his right shoulder in firing position, just in case the trigger-happy panther saw something that deserved to be shot because it was too ugly to let live threatened him in some way. Sadly for him, he probably looked like a Human Soldier to the Pride Landers, which would certainly send them all into a panic... Even though almost all humans were dead, and if one was alive, he probably wouldn't go to Pride Rock.
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Post by sindragon on Jan 17, 2009 1:53:49 GMT -5
sin walk up seeing a female lioness with blue beatiful eyes "what your name"stuart blushed deeply
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Post by Jiang on Jan 17, 2009 2:09:47 GMT -5
[No-one's playing Nala yet, Sin. Sorry pal. ] In the distance ahead, Sefu saw a single male lion, who, like himself, had been changed. He pressed his pointer and index fingers on his left hand together, and pressed the combined fingers to a recessed button on the left side of his gas mask, which activated a vocal log system built into the helmet and mask. "Hishima's Personal Log, 10:35 Hours. Spotted single male lion who has, like myself, been transformed into a cross between a human and our original species. Proceeding to investigate male lion. Note: He is wearing clothes that seem to indicate he is from England, rather than Kenya." He said quietly into the mask's microphone, then after he was finished speaking, he shut off the logging system, and forged onwards. Once he was closer, Sefu shouted at the lion to get his attention; unfortunatly, this had the result of the mask's voice-plate distorting his voice and making him sound like a Helghast from the ever-popular game, Killzone. "You there!" He hollered, as he closed in, gripping the rifle tightly. As he came closer, he had the rifle shouldered, but the barrel pointed at the ground just in front of the lion. "Identify yourself!" The armor-clad panther commanded, as if he had intercepted someone intruding upon territory he was guarding. He meant no harm or offense by his words; it was simply the way he had been raised that had caused him to speak in such a manner to strangers, especially in unusual circumstances.
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Post by sindragon on Jan 17, 2009 2:20:19 GMT -5
stuart turn around spoting the panter looking wirld at him what he noticed he was caring a gun so sin try to be peaceful
"im stuart born in england rasied by humans as a cub im here to see what cause this" stuart said
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Post by Jiang on Jan 17, 2009 2:32:46 GMT -5
"So you are British..." Sefu paused a moment, tallying that information up in his head. It is impossible for him to have already traveled from Britain to here... It took me HOURS just to figure out one of the humans simpler vehicles, and to travel here from Britain would require a trip on one of their aircraft, and I can't begin to imagine how long it would take me to master flying one of those infernal machines. He must have been here before the change occurred. He decided, never once ceasing to stare at Stuart with the glowing red eyes of his full-face gas mask. "I am Guardian Sefu Hishima. I... Apologize for the less-than-warm greeting I have given you, Stuart. I am afraid it is my nature." He said, slowly lowering the weapon into a less-threatening posture.
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Post by sindragon on Jan 17, 2009 2:39:04 GMT -5
"it ok why do where that thing on your face stuart asked to him it looked like somthing out a computer game he saw as a cub wating humans play on
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Post by Jiang on Jan 18, 2009 0:16:01 GMT -5
[Lillanix, KiaraRules, BUMP! Don't forget 'bout this now! ] "..." Sefu really couldn't think of a good answer for it. The gas mask did have a integrated computer and log system, plus a HUD displaying how much ammo was left in his weapon, what direction he was looking in, ETC, ETC. But other than that, no real reason. "I just like it. It's fairly helpful, too." He replied, shrugging his shoulders and smiling faintly... Though the smile was hidden underneath the steel and rubber of the Rebreather/gas mask worn over his face and muzzle.
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Post by KiaraRules~*Draco's Girl*~ on Jan 18, 2009 0:31:47 GMT -5
{{I'm waiting for lillanix to reply to my last post.}}
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Post by Jiang on Jan 18, 2009 0:34:38 GMT -5
[Ooooohhhh... Ooops. Mah bad, KR! Corrected version of earlier statement: *Bump* Lillanix, don't forget this!]
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Post by KiaraRules~*Draco's Girl*~ on Jan 18, 2009 0:35:44 GMT -5
{{Lolz}}
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Post by sindragon on Jan 18, 2009 10:32:31 GMT -5
stuart lied down on his back you could see a large hammer
"why you here " stuart asked him
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Post by lillanix on Jan 19, 2009 15:09:22 GMT -5
(Sorreh, I went bye-bye. Dx)
"A sign that you really need to relax more often." Vitani giggled, snuggling into Jamall. She nuzzled his cheek and sighed in content. Vitani gasped in astonishment as she realized the sun was already setting. "Woah, I had no idea time was passing so quickly. Aw, look at the pretty colors!" She squealed, squeezing Jamall around his ribcage. Vitani hoped this moment would never end.
Damu shrugged and grimaced. "I'm unsure. Maybe it was the humans like Jamall suggested, however I highly doubt his other theory about Mufasa pulling a prank on us. I believe that perhaps this was just our destiny. After all, nothing is capable of changing fate." He told Amani, gazing up at the sky. Damu took a deep breath of fresh air and exhaled slowly.
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Post by Jiang on Jan 19, 2009 23:35:06 GMT -5
Jamall laughed as he felt Vitani squeeze his torso. "Hey, any tighter and I'll end up needing a massage!" He teased. Her squeeze didn't hurt at all, nor was it going to make him sore enough to warrant a massage. Though... It would be nice. Jamall pushed that thought out of mind as he kissed Vitani's cheek, then looked up at the setting sun, and then back to Vitani. "Most beautiful sight I've ever seen... Sunset's not bad, either." He purred softly, a big grin plastered across his muzzle.
"Better question. Why are you laying on your back?" Sefu asked, head tilted slightly to the side and one eyebrow raised, though his mask and helmet hid all facial expressions. "Are you fatigued?" He queried, assuming that it was a lack of sleep that prompted Stuart to lay on his back.
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