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Post by NPC on Sept 11, 2019 23:52:55 GMT -6
"Today, we'd like to welcome our most nimble pets to our Contest Hall for an Agility Run!" Shayna beckoned. Pets showing off how lithe they were made for a thrilling spectacle, and their contestants were sure to draw a crowd! "Come watch their dazzling displays of dexterity!"- Registration ends September 18th - Hummingfly OR Moonhare Orbaru *winner gets both
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Post by Renathan on Sept 12, 2019 12:05:49 GMT -6
Auburn | Female Custom Izer | 115/115 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
Knows: [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 [X] Play Dead - 4 [X] Breath of Winter - 10 Renathan had not been expecting to bring Auburn to another contest, not until the winter solstice one they ran about once a year, but since it was probably supposed to be ran in the winter, and it wasn't close yet to winter... Renathan decided finally to take Auburn since she was currently his most dexterous trained animal. He would have taken Shy Guy, but the tournament was still technically going on, and he hated that. So Shy Guy, who was otherwise ready to make his retirement into a contest life, was still having to wait on that to get done. Renathan swore it should've been over already by this point. Ah well, can't win them all. Auburn would do just fine. The mammalian walks up to the front desk with Auburn riding on his shoulder. "Hello there, I'd like to enter Auburn into the Agility Run?" He grinned, softly. Yeah, Auburn would do really well. She was speedy, well trained, and he was sure that the flight would help at least a little bit. They would do quite well. He quickly fills out the paperwork, and then moves away to let the next person in line can go past him.
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Post by Ashe on Sept 12, 2019 21:46:01 GMT -6
Level: 0 Loyalty: 7 Stamina: 1 Strength: 1 Resistance: 1 Dexterity: 20 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Float Moves: Intangible Body, Thunder, Harsh Gust Today was going to be an interesting day! The sun was shining and the birds were singing, and yet hanging over Ashe was a literal storm cloud. Dark and looking ready to rain, sometimes rumbles of thunder could be heard as well. It normally hung over Ashe, blocking out the sunshine and casting odd shadows on the ground, but here and there it would float off to the side, and then rush back with a crack of thunder. This was Puff, Ashe's Stormcloud, and it didn't get to accompany Ashe on many things, ever. It was a strong, unruly storm spirit and Ashe hadn't been able to train and tame it yet, but seeing as it was a storm cloud and not a thundergug, Ashe decided to take him here to try his luck in an agility contest, see if that would help get him some exercise and help him get some energy worked out. Maybe they'd come out of this knowing each other a little bit, too. Inyala was perched on Ashe's shoulder, as usual, but she did not particularly care for the hovering storm cloud. She was pretty good at ignoring things that she didn't like, but that Ashe required her to be around; but a speedy black cloud occasionally making loud noises was not her cup of tea. When Ashe arrived, he walked over to Shayna at the desk. "Ma'am, I'm here to enter my Stormcloud for the Agility contest!"( c )
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Post by Jack on Sept 16, 2019 8:07:29 GMT -6
Name: Craven Gender: Male Age: Adult Species: Vespa Breed: Onyx StatsLevel: 12 Loyalty: 16 Stamina: 3 Strength: 4 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 13 Mentality: 6 Special Abilities: Fly, Wind Resistance, Cave Crawler Moves: Sleeping Venom, Silence, Deceptive Lure, Nibble KnowsName (1) Come (1) =2 It was interesting to see the Contest Hall really up and running again, and she'd almost forgotten to enter into the new contest! Jack hurried to the hall with Craven in tow, sure he didn't know a whole lot, but at least there was something, right? Something was better than nothing at this point, so she smiled and walked into the hall with him trailing her. He always followed right behind her it seemed, which was fine when they were out and about, a lot of people were still a little unnerved at the species, especially seeing them just walking along the streets behind someone like a lost puppy. Jack chuckled a little and then stepped up to the counter to register, "I'd like to register Craven, my Onyx Vespa, into the Agility Run please!" As she waited for the paperwork, she saw that Renathan and Ashe were already there, and she waved at both of them happily.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Sept 18, 2019 8:03:30 GMT -6
Aces and Jack | Love Plush | They/Them Lv. 22 | Lo. 17
Stats: Stamina: 2 Strength: 0 Resistance: 0 Dexterity: 2 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: Fire Weakness Moves: Deceptive Lure, Nibble, Double-Headed
Tricks Known: Name(s) (1), No (1), Come (1), Stay (1), Follow (1), Weave (1) , Weave Legs (1), Leap (1), Through Hoop (2), Jump Up (1), Jump Over (1), Leap Into Arms (2), Get (Flag) (1), Spin Item (3)
Fiera rushed into the contest hall, checking her watch. All that effort to train up her pet and she had nearly forgotten about actually signing up! She glanced around- most of the competitors were already off to the side, waiting for the competition to start. The registration booth was almost empty, too. It looked like some of them had left, and whoever was still there was just waiting for stragglers... or to tell them they were too late. Fiera power walked over to them, hoping that wasn't the case. Aces and Jack leapt along behind her. If they knew she was stressed, they weren't showing it. She sidled up to the front desk, attempting to display her usual cool composure. "Hello! I'm here to enter the agility run!" She said cheerily. The employee checked their phone. "...Yeah, ok. You're just under the wire, you know." Fiera internally breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, my... bus was late." A complete lie, but it would work. "I'm entering thes- this one here, by the names of 'Aces and Jack'." The employee glanced over their desk down at the two plushes. "You know its one pet per person, right?" They said flatly. "No, no!" Fiera reassured. "They're a love plush. One soul, just with two bodies. Think of it as having two heads with an unusually small connection between them- that is, none at all." She explained. The employee checked the time again, clearly wanting to head out. "Ok, I think I've heard of that. Good luck in the competition." Fiera breathed out. With all the training they had done, they wouldn't need luck... hopefully.
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Post by Lethalia on Sept 18, 2019 22:48:07 GMT -6
Realistcally, her fastest pet was still tied up in the tournament, held in the stables until the final battles came to an end. She didn't exactly expect that Vidarr would be willing to abide by being dragged out here to the contest hall anyway - there was no way he'd be willing to go to an arena floor without bloodshed, and that... wasn't exactly the point of this place.
Lethalia's second choice was still one of her favorites, but uh. There was a goodly chance she was going to be looked at like she was making a joke; and really, the satyr couldn't blame anybody if they did assume she wasn't serious.
When it came down to it though, the portly hen at her side really was just as fast as the pets she would have thought more swift, just about the same as her equillion and faeron. Esti desperately needed out of the farmyard, and this didn't seem like a horrible opportunity - less getting laughed out of the arena, of course. The hen's flaming eyes practically lit up with sparks at the wonder of the activity around her, and this time, she wasn't being heralded off to the pit! "Heya, do I still got th' time to Esti in the agility run?" she inquired, with a lopsided smile. She'd decided to drag the sarane down here pretty late in the day, but hopefully she still had the time! The withering look from the registrar didn't bode well for either bringing a hen or being on time, but Lia managed to sneak her way in all the same.
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Post by Flare on Sept 18, 2019 23:07:58 GMT -6
It surprised the drake to find he had made an "honorable mention?" in the cute contest. Monarch wasn't understanding of where he'd been. The little notice of a new contest being posted had a secondary area that repeated the message in Tumai, that he'd found slotted on the front gate of his garden plot. Of an agility contest. What is agility? Being fast? Agile? Coordinated? All three, he himself wasn't. However this wasn't a contest of the people; but a contest for the animals again. These contests seemed to be quite frequent. Hadn't another one just ended? He reread the little piece of paper, glancing up every now and then as he heard the scrabble of claw on dirt. A few of the pachee offspring found it amusing to start digging out around the pot half that Monarch called home. He'd dug himself free for when the hole around exceeded the pot and it dropped in a few inches. Chasing the pachee around the garden, and leaving little claw marks on whatever surface he managed to launch off of. Monarch was fast. Agile. Would he fit the idea of agility? The 'game' of chase ended soon after, the pachee having retreated out of harms reach, while Monarch chattered squirrellike at them before flicking his fingers free of splinters and tiny stones to start packing dirt around his home again. He was too small to fix this himseLF - WHY WAS HE FLYING SUDDENLY. And there they were at the table in front of the hall. Flare had a considerably healthier look to himself this time, even wearing his covered skirt-toga thing and his hair tied back. No hobo drake this time. {Monarch for contest please.} he tells the registar in fluent Tumai. At least one had understood him last time. 13.20
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