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Post by Silver on Oct 16, 2021 6:11:00 GMT -6
Welcome to the Vai Min Mur contest!The Vai Min Mur contest is all about spooky, scary pets. Show off how frightening, spooky, or even 'spoopy' your pet is. Dress up for bonus points! Please include the following in your application: - Your pet's image and name - Their full stats, including moves, abilities, and everything they have been trained - Any items you intend to use during the contest Keep in mind that everything you intend to use in the show ring will have to be officially trained. Check the tutorial for any extra information you might need! The registration deadline is Midnight, November 7th, US Central Time: Registration Ends
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Post by Ashe on Nov 6, 2021 17:47:06 GMT -6
Level: 41.3 Loyalty: 38.3 (5 subtracted due to charm) Stamina: 8 Strength: 8 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 3 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Fly, Shadow Immunity, Mechanical Mind, Flame Body, Blind,Psychic Resistance Moves: Buck, Breathe Fire, Incendiary Illusion, Spit, Emit Fumes, Hidden Mist, Dead Scream
Trained: Come To Name (1), Stay (1), No Bites (3), Carry Rider (2), Accept Sudden Movements (2), Accept Noise (2), Up (2), Go (1), Stop (1), Turn Right/Left (1), Faster/Slow Down (1), Back (1), Jump (1), Bash (3), Hidden Mist (8), Incendiary Illusion (4), Emit Fumes (5)
Inyala was on her usual perch; Ashe's shoulder. But this time, Ashe was on his own perch in turn; Maverick's back. The stallion was carrying some bundles, namely their costume for later on once the contest was under way. He didn't want anyone to see the costume until it was time, though! So it was bundled and tucked away. The trio made their way through the city to the contest hall. They could have flown, and possibly made it a few minutes quicker, but Ashe preferred to not have to land in a crowded area, and it seemed like plenty of people were out and about today. They made it eventually, with time to spare. Ashe hopped off Mav, who turned his green gaze to his human companion, then to the building. Contests. He thought they were a silly thing, putting on shows and proving to nameless people who did a better performance. It wasnt' even a contest of strength, like in the Pit. It just seemed frivolous to Mav. But Ashe liked them, and so he was here. "Shayna! Hey! I'm here to register my stallion, Maverick, for the Vai Min Mur contest!" Ashe gestured to the skeletal Equillion standing still, black flames rippling across his neck and back. Wings were furled at his sides, nearly hiding the bundle of cloth. "Greetings," Maverick offered to the woman, who seemed to be the one in charge. c
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Post by Kadin on Nov 7, 2021 3:04:26 GMT -6
Kadin had mixed feelings about this one. He wanted to enter both contests this year, but with one of his pets having one both already, it was difficult to figure out who to use in the other slot. In the end, he ended up going with the most obvious choice at all, a vulticus who looked like he was practically a corpse come to life. Kadin came in thinking that they would, perhaps, at least have a good run of it and, if they were lucky, come home with a few points. Maybe if everything went well he could try again for a win next year, after doing some more prep work. He honestly hadn't put as much thought as he should into things before entering this time. But such was the life of someone busy, with so many pets to train. He was sure that they would do alright this time, at least, if they only put in some effort to show off.
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Post by Silver on Nov 7, 2021 6:52:01 GMT -6
Nyx, Offspring Equillion Level: 14 | Loyalty 16 Stamina: 8 Strength: 8 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 3 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Blind, Shadow Immunity, Acid Resistance, Intimidation, Fly Moves: Buck, Breathe Fire, Emit Fumes, Plague, Darkness, Shadow Meld Trained: Carry Rider (2), Go (1), Stop (1), Fly (3), Darkness (6) "Alright, beautiful," Silver said as they approached the contest hall. They stopped for a moment to stroke Nyx's side, letting her know that everything would be okay. The contest hall could be really overwhelming, so they wanted to make sure she would be alright before going inside. She wasn't that used to people, so being around an audience would be a big change. "I know it's kind of scary, but I know you can do it," they said. They smiled at the idea that she would be scared of people, instead of the other way around. Well, that was the point, wasn't it? Silver made their way inside and lead Nyx to a space where she could rest while they registered for the show. Quin hopped off of Silver's back and nestled into Nyx's shadowy mane. Perhaps she would find his presence comforting... if she even noticed. "Ah, hey," they said, "My name is Silver, and, ah, I'm here to, ah, register. For the show. I'm entering my Equillion, her name is Nyx." [135.65, 14.4]
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Post by Xentus on Nov 7, 2021 11:52:28 GMT -6
> Xentus, accompanied by...
| Learned | ✓ | Name | 1 | ✓ | Flash | 3 | ✓ | Shadow Strike | 5 | ✓ | Shadow Bolt | 2 | ✓ | Wing Buff | 3 | ✓ | Fly | 3 | ✓
| Hardy | 5 |
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Trying to figure out how to dress up a finicky faeron was no easy task. The tiny dragon was far too energetic to stay still for long, and seemed to enjoy giving her keeper trouble when he tried to put the crow mask over her head. Just getting her fitted to see how the outfit looked was a daunting task.. Then he'd need to do this again on show day. And groom her. All things which the dragon was not the biggest fan of. Sequinn made use of her ability to throw objects at her whim, scattering anything placed on her. The mask? Gone. The ring? Say good bye. That scary looking set of nail clippers? Stood no chance of getting close. Xentus was honestly defeated in trying for now. He'd figure out a way to get the little dragon costumed properly eventually. Probably with the persuasion of treats. For now, he'd go and get the faeron registered for the contest. The dragon was far less opposed to going out to the contest hall, nestling herself on her person's shoulder. "This one is registering Sequinn here for the ah.. Vai min mur", the man told the registration desk, getting the papers filled out and signed with a little difficulty due to the faeron in his face.
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Nov 7, 2021 14:45:35 GMT -6
Ah, the yearly Vai Min Mur contest. Fiera loved participating in this- it always gave her an excuse to be creative. She herself was dressed up in her Sinday best as it were, wearing a suitably spooky looking black, lacy dress. Misery wasn't- she hadn't been able to shove him into a costume before they left, but she was sure she would be able to manage it by the time of the contest. He was definitely fitting for the scheme though, being black, purple, and ominous. He definitely wasn't alone though- it looked like almost everything here was a skeleton of some sort, except for a single fluttering faeron. She'd say it looked out of place, but she had learned to not judge a book by its cover by this point. She kept a close eye on her competition as she filled out the paperwork however- this was a popular contest for a reason, and the competition was going to be fierce. Literally.
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Post by Sevyrn on Nov 7, 2021 14:49:43 GMT -6
It was that time of year again, huh? Sevyrn had never been big on contests, she hated having the attention of people she wasn’t comfortable with on her, but once in a while she liked to step out of her comfort zone and venture down to the hall. Vai Min Mur tended to be one of those occasions for her, especially after last year - she’d had a surprising amount of fun down here with her bone familiars, and this year she had come to care for another somewhat spooky face - Elara.
After reaching the front desk and waiting her turn, she leaned against the counter to chat with the attendant, planning on registering the smokey estharne that stood at her side in to the contest. “I, uh, would like some registration forms for the Vai Min Mur contest,” she said after attention was on her. Even if they didn’t win, which Sev didn’t think they would, at least they could say they tried.
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Post by Noa on Nov 7, 2021 22:51:41 GMT -6
Noa had been of half a mind to come up with some sort of routine for Azalea for the contest. She wasn't the best fit, but the Vai Min Mur contest was more about dressing up, and he was sure he could throw something together for a Pliathor that already looked sort of like she was a feature in someone's garden... But then Rhys had had an idea, and to his credit, at least when the Faeron decided on something like this, he did most of the work for it. Still, Noa had seen his routine, and he personally felt that the whole thing was a little bit absurd. "We're here to sign up," he said to the people at the desk without preamble. His voice carried no real enthusiasm, but on his shoulder Rhys was nearly vibrating with excitement as Noa filled out the form and handed it back.
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Post by Kristofor on Nov 7, 2021 23:26:43 GMT -6
He'd slept through most of the end of summer and practically through harvest season. which wasn't something that he meant to do, but gods with the change of the seasons he had no energy. Short of feed himself and feed the animals, check his garden downstairs to see if something was running loose, that was it. It was not fun. Dragging himself out a month later to see the sun being weaker and less prevalant before, the fox collects his mail (because having an apartment means having a mailbox), and finding a double ad for joining a contest inside. A contest for the spooky? He didn't have anything specifically spooky, until Mira started figuring out how to replicate her toys to tease the houlou. Hadn't turned out to how to replicate herself yet though. Or was it possible? He collects his items, and Mira's groomables, and they go to the contest hall. "Registering Mira for the contest." nodding to the "enileaf" on his shoulder.
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