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Post by NPC on Jul 10, 2019 18:10:50 GMT -6
It was time for a new contest yet again, and one she was very excited for, almost more excited for this one than any other contest she ran. "It's time for the Beauty Contest! Enter your most beautiful animals here and find out who has the most beautiful in the Labs!" Shayna exclaimed over her microphone.
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Post by Renathan on Jul 10, 2019 19:18:37 GMT -6
Auburn | Hen Beloved Izer | 110/110 Stamina: 2 Strength: 1 Resistance: 0 Dexterity: 5 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Fly, Diurnal Spirit, Super-Luck, Cold Resistance, Refined Senses, Thick Fur, Survival Instincts Moves: Scratch, Nip, Clarity, Powder Snow, Icy Touch, Hibernate, Breath of Winter, Psychic Distortion
[X] Hold - Chrii - 1 [X] Drop - Bralhe - 1 [X] Get (Message) - As'kree - 1 [X] Carry Load - 2 [X] Location (Sabbath) - Vsai - 1 [X] Wear Harness - 1 [X] Step Up - Vnei - 1 [X] Scratch - Autí - 1 [X] Flutter - Rilaesri - 2 [X] Surprise! - Læntuur - 2 [X] Speak Up - Rowi - 1 [X] Glide - Laesri - 2 [X] Loosen Feathers - 4 [X] Location (Jack) - Vesu - 1 [X] Fly - Aesri - 3 [X] Beg - Saeri - 1 [X] Kiss - Kiiru - 1 [X] Nest - Nee - 4 [X] Search - F'rai - 2 [X] Fetch - Bres'kree - 1 [X] Screech - Cree - 3 [X] Bow - Tseetsi - 1 [X] Hardy - 5 [X] Deceptive Lure - Læntaari - 4 [X] Color (Red) - Rae - 1 [X] Color (Orange) - Mii - 1 [X] Color (Yellow) - Fae - 1 [X] Color (Green) - Sii - 1 [X] Get (Yarn Ball) - Ve'kree - 1 [X] Land - Ri - 1 [X] Danger Sense - 10 [X] Catch - Bres'krei - 2 [X] Powder Snow - Comeit - 8 [X] Color (Blue) - Lae - 1 [X] Color (Purple) - Tii - 1 [X] Color (Pink) - Dao - 1 [X] Barrel Roll - Saeri - 4 [X] Dance - Duum - 2 [X] Hug - Keeri - 2 [X] No Shake - (Touch Thumb and Forefinger Together) - 2 [X] Yes Shake - (Touch Pinky and Thumb Together) - 2 [X] Dive - Waeri - 2 [X] Dash -Lænrii - 3 [X] Endurance - 4 Well, Auburn was beautiful to him, at least. Renathan makes his way to the Contest Hall to register her rather quickly; perhaps a cuteness contest would work better for her; but he did love her a lot, and she was his best bet for a beauty contest. "No matter what, Auburn, you're pretty darn cute to me." He said, petting the izer carefully as he made his way up to the registration desk. "I am Renathan, this is Auburn, and we are here to register for the beauty contest?" He said, smiling beneath the mask. Auburn trilled a bit; she'd been brushed carefully, washed, brushed again, and then carefully had different tools used on different types of fur and feathers that she had all over her body. She was wearing a cute little collar and a messenger harness; Renathan figured that he'd run her through her messenger commands at least a little bit during this. He was happy to be doing something that didn't have the physical dangers of losing, like the Tournaments did...
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Post by Ashe on Jul 12, 2019 19:32:44 GMT -6
Level: 8 Loyalty: 23 Stamina: 5 Strength: 2 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 4 Mentality: 4 Special Abilities: Fly Moves: Buck, Nip, Telekinesis
On command: Nothing
Ashe had been pleasantly surprised when he saw the signs go up advertising the upcoming Beauty Contest. He hadn't participated in a contest in ages, and he'd thought maybe they had shut down. Maybe Shayna had taken a vacation and was back now? No matter. He'd hurried home to pick out the best pet for the job, to show off what he already knew - his creatures were the best! But for beauty? He stumbled over that, trying to find one even worthy of competing let alone winning... Most of his were beautiful to him, but he knew better than to enter a creature made entirely out of bones and expect the crowd to agree with him on the definition of beauty... He glanced over some of the baby Equillion, wondering if he could double their cuteness for Beauty. Then she caught his eye. And that was the story of how he came to the contest to sign up, with a pygmy Equillion by his side, in a soft rope halter. The black fairy pony looked around calmly at the world, her wings gently fluttering from time to time. The trio, for Inyala was always with him (though he intended to leave her outside when it actually came to competing, for obvious reasons), approached the sign up table "One Painter, Nefertiti, to sign up for the contest, please!" He announced, beaming at the contest lady. -c
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jul 14, 2019 17:21:49 GMT -6
Lv. 7/Lo. 9
Stats:
Stamina: 1
Strength: 0
Resistance: 0
Dexterity: 4
Mentality: 10
Special Abilities: Glide, Ethreal, Shadow Weakness, Magical Touch
Moves: Moonlight, Travel by Moonlight, Crescent of Light
Tricks Known: Name, Come, Leap, Glide, Crescent of Light
A beauty contest! Finally, something Fiera was good at. As Fiera walked in with Lunara perched on her shoulder, it was clear that both of them looked their best. Lunara had been scrubbed down and her peach fuzz fur carefully brushed (though Fiera wasn't sure if that made much of a difference, with how short it was). Still, her body was clean, bright, and shiny. For an added boost, Fiera had tied a cute scarf she had found around the yumenokei's neck. She thought at first that accessorizing your entry might be cheating, but that Izer over there was wearing a collar. If that was allowed, then surely a little scarf wouldn't hurt. Fiera herself had donned an extravagant, red carpet outfit that, frankly, made her look overdressed. If you asked, she'd say that it was a special occasion and she wanted to dress up for it. If you knew her, you'd know that pretty much every day was a special occasion, and she always dressed like that. Luckily, she didn't see anyone here that she knew. She and Lunara had been training hard for this, and with any luck, they'd be able to trounce the competition. "Remember Lunara, that's the real point of all this-" She whispered to her yumenokei as they filled out the paperwork for registration. "Friendship? Sportsmanship? A feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction? No. All of those are secondary to our main goal: to win fancily arranged ribbons." Someone listening in would think she might be joking. She really wasn't.
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Post by Jack on Jul 16, 2019 7:36:20 GMT -6
Name: Andes Gender: Male Age: Adult Species: Chincherrel StatsLevel: 17 Loyalty: 19 Cunning: 4 Beast Average Top Speed: 20 mph Power Levels: 2 Special Requirements: None Notes: None Stamina: 2 Strength: 1 Resistance: 1 Dexterity: 5 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: Loosen Fur, Danger Sense Moves: Bite, Moonlight, Jump, Torment, Claw, Tail Slap Size Chart Reference: 1 KnowsBite (2) Tail Slap (2) Claw (2) Jump (1) Moonlight (4) Torment (3) =14 While she was sure they wouldn't win, it was still nice to be active again in the Contest Hall. She smiled as she walked into the registration area with Andes on her shoulder, wondering what she was going to do with him. Sure, he knew a few moves, and one of them was rather lovely, so she figured they could do that and see if anything helped them out any she thought. At least she had an idea of what to do at the moment she thought with a smile. She had brushed him quite a bit in order to prepare for this, and while a lot of fur had come out of him, a lot was left she thought. Everything would be fine, it would all work out and then that was going to be great. "I'm here to register Andes, my halfbreed," Jack told the person behind the desk as they reached there. She saw Renathan, Ashe, and someone she didn't recognize. Good! She was glad to have some competition!
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Post by Skylos on Jul 19, 2019 14:04:10 GMT -6
This was something new. The hen glanced at Ridelys, trying to figure out what made her mind tick. Unfortuantely the ribbon wasn't a mind reading object. {This place is rather big. Where are we?} she hummed with a slight slurr of her 'are's. "This is the contest hall. I heard that some contests started again, and you should get used to being in a limelight." {Wha's a limelight?} Ridelys spent the walk inside attempting to dumb down how light went inside and didn't blind you. She could see the hen squish her expression in confusion, the concept lost. Well, at least she tried. "I'm here to register my sarane, Queenie Goldstein for the beauty contest." she informed the registeree. The hen glanced downwards at the humanoid who was taking entries, sizing them up. {Beauty contest?} 'I've not seen many blues around, short of those related to you. Opinionatedly, you're prettier." 2.5 5.20
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Jul 19, 2019 15:22:27 GMT -6
Name: Crysis Species: Cyberpunk Yumenokei Gender: Male Level: 0.1 Loyalty: 0.1 Stats: Stamina: 1 Strength: 0 Resistance: 0 Dexterity: 4 Mentality: 10 Raised stats: None Special Abilities: Glide, Ethereal, Bioluminescence, Magical Moves: Moonlight, Travel by Moonlight, Grace Tricks: None Items he wears: Items he was groomed with: None ‘ This is going to be interesting.’ She couldn’t help but think as she carefully let her Yumenokei inside the building, being sure to give a small piece of Mochi when he gets inside. She still finds it strange how an ethereal being such as he would be able to eat something physical, but for some reason he and other Yumenokei are capable of doing it. It makes more sense to her on the idea that they feed on creative energy like Envix does with with the shadows surrounding her, then that. ‘ If you say so..’ She hears the rather melodic voice of Crysis pop into her head as he turns his head in every direction, watching the other contenders coming to sign up for this contest with curiosity. Their in a separate entrance, away from the crowd who is only going to watch, and closest to the waiting area that leads towards the show ring. Taking a spot in the line she couldn’t help but wonder what the other owners have in mind to use in the contest with their companions in order to show off what they are made out of, and still come out quite beautiful. ‘ Well it is interesting, though. I mean, I’ve done this a couple times already and there is always someone that comes up with something that matches the theme of it.’ She says back to Crysis inside her mind, knowing that she likely would fall far outside of the ideal with showing off when she never went out with the Yumenokei before, and train him something good. Still, she couldn’t help but think that if the Yumenokei do feed on creative energy, she is leading Crysis towards a veritable buffet with what is going to happen much to her amusement. Finally, when the line starts to thin out after the person with the hen drake leaves for the waiting area she grabs another piece of Mochi to feed to Crysis hoping to make him more amendable with following after her. Slowly encouraging her companion to stand up and to follow her (when he had been sitting down after a while of staring at the other people) as she makes way to the registration desk in order to finally enter the contest with him. Crysis LV 0.1, LY 0.1 Twilight 0.1 - Logged
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Post by Lethalia on Jul 20, 2019 13:33:22 GMT -6
Certainly she'd get some odd looks if she ushered her brown drake into the contest hall, even if he was beautiful to her. Never having been to the contest hall, Lethalia had learned over time in the city that these folk prized some things over all others even without having seen it in a competition; color, rarity, and oftentimes pit prowess. Her own ideas of beauty didn't seem to align with the general populace, preferring more earthen colors that were often passed over for looking too 'common'.
The benefit of bringing a sarane would have been a massive amount more of confidence. It was something she hadn't considered thoroughly enough, past deciding Mavelle was the classically prettiest of her pets. The mare hid practically beneath her elbow from the moment they set foot into the building, causing the satyr to wonder if she'd chosen wrong. Hopefully the competition would be a good thing for her nervous equine to experience, if she could get through it.
"Enterin' Mavelle here in the beauty contest," she chimed at the registration, making sure she wasn't going to get stabbed by Mav's horn when she came to a stop. Instead, her spotted horn rested on her shoulder while the equillion's long face pressed up against her back. Well, how was anybody going to see that she was pretty if she was being bashful the entire time?
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