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Post by NPC on Mar 14, 2023 17:39:31 GMT -6
Welcome to the Back to Basics Show Ring!Please remember to include the following: - A copy of your application from the registration thread in your first post - A list of every item, move, ability, trick, and skill your creature used in a each post 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 following are allowed to show in this thread: The Show Ring Ends at Midnight, March 31st, US Central Time: Countdown
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Post by Lethalia on Mar 31, 2023 17:00:16 GMT -6
In spite of Lethalia's restless energy that found her with a soft cloth, buffing oiled scales again, Esti managed to doze. Without the tang of gore strong in the air, she had reason to believe she could relax while they waited. Leth had been trying to bring the sarane on more outings than just the violent sort. It was less of an issue with this girl - she never cared for the pit to begin with. Relaxing in the back 'stage' of the Hall, being pampered with an oil 'massage' complete with fussy bows being tied to her tail at the end, suited Esti much better. "Lookin' like we up first, big mama! C'mon, lessgo!" Lethalia beckoned with a solid pat to the hen's side. Never thrilled with being roused, Esti heaved a great suffering sigh and shook herself out once on her feet. Fussing a little more to pull the nap-crooked saddle back on straight, Leth had to call it good enough and usher them out into the arena. For now, she told the pair of houluh to stay at the entrance of the arena. | the houluh are present for use as 'props' only Esti has been shined up with Scale Oil, and has a few Bows tied to her tail wearing her Saddle and Neckrope, Esti shows Tack Up |
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Post by Lethalia on Mar 31, 2023 17:01:00 GMT -6
Met with the din of the crowd as they ambled into the arena, Esti barely flicked an ear at the multitudes of people. The pit didn't draw this kind of crowd for the sort of fights the hen had been in. As if to better look over her lessers, Esti raised her head to get a good look at the crowd while her owner began her usual loudness. "G'mornin', ya'll! Wit' me today - Esti! She migh' be 'jus' a brown', but she's a dominant broodmother - as y'might be able t'tell.""I mean - I'd hate'ta call m'girl basic but..." Adding a low command only for Esti's ears, Leth tucked herself safely at the hen's side. After a brief pause Esti's jaws parted and flames curled around her teeth, roiling over until an inferno emerged and jettisoned some ways across the arena floor. Lethalia continued joking "Esti is kinda' fire-breathin' dragon, and 'round here, it don't get much mo' 'basic' than that!" | Esti displays Hardy and Breathe Fire |
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Post by Lethalia on Mar 31, 2023 17:01:22 GMT -6
Leth was still beaming when the plume of flame died out; though it might be 'normal' for dragons to breathe fire, it was less common to find a sarane who did so. "Bein' m'best broodmother, thinkin' she's got the patience of a saint dealin' wit' th'little ones - and really, any crap she's gotta' put up with on the farm. Without usin' fire, even!" To prove her point, Leth turned to the entryway and called "C'mere, Gold, Foggy!"Unfortunate for Esti, the hounds were oblivious to her stink-eyed look that seemed to make even the crowd uncomfortable. They happily loped up to their owner at the hen's side with no hesitation. Foggy sat neatly at the satyr's hooves, while Gold had to make a few tight, ecstatic circles around the hen. Though Esti grumbled and lifted a lip to snarl at the annoyance, she didn't lash out at the dog even though the lumbering mother bear could've easily swatted the tiny annoyance away. | Esti displays Intimidation and No Bites |
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Post by Lethalia on Mar 31, 2023 17:01:36 GMT -6
Without a word Lethalia scooped Foggy up in her arms, and gently tossed her into Esti's saddle. The houluh's tail swayed with how pleased with herself she was, even more so when Leth took up the neck rope and ushered the hen into a walk. "Bein' good, Esti," Lethalia murmured encouragement, met with another stink-face. Gold circled the hen while they walked, barking her displeasure at being the one left on the ground. Esti's lacy ears pinned and Lethalia decided to not test the hen's patience any longer - while it seemed like there was no 'end' to her rope, the stayr intended to never find it. Lethalia heaved herself up into the saddle, keeping an arm around Foggy to keep the pup in place by the pommel. Once settled she gestured to Gold with a pat behind the saddle. Gold lept up onto the hen, steadied by her owner's hand to remain laying on the saddle pad. There! Both farm dogs on a terribly displeased hen. "Thank y'all for appreciatin' mama Esti!" Lethalia bid with a wave, steering Esti towards the exit so that she could be relieved of her burden once showtime was over. | Esti displays Tolerance, Carry Rider and Bridle Knowledge | fin | Esti lv|42 ly|40
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:05:46 GMT -6
Species: King Mosca Name: Rayak Gender: Male Level: 303.4 Loyalty: 243.4 Stats; Stamina: 4 Strength: 2 Resistance: 3 Dexterity: 9 Mentality: 2Raised stats: Stamina 4, Strength 7, Resistance 1 Abilities: Jungle Dweller, Cold Resistance, Fly, Swim, Run, Pack Instincts, Alpha, Danger Sense, Endurance Moves: Dodge, Dash, Struggle, Dig, Burrow, Climb, Charge, Stalk, Hydro Jet, Scratch, Claw, Gash, Rend, Nibble, Nip, Bite, Crunch, Headbutt, Bash Tricks: Name, Stay, Come, Stop, No, Lay down (Down), Follow, Submerge (Dive), Yes [Rewarding], Catch, Fetch, Wear Harness Items Intended to be worn:: Intended Items As Grooming Products:: Items intended to be used for Contest: As they still have some time before taking the stage, she decides having Rayak’s grooming session done right away after registering would be best, it might have been that it will still be a few hours before it starts. But she wasn’t taking any chances. She takes her time as she kneels down, taking off his accessories before she started with brushing his fur and ensuring it isn’t stuck being tangled at parts where even Rayak would have difficult time cleaning himself perfectly. Scratching him gently on the head while he stays still enough for her to deal with the parts where she does encounter it, she is quick to place back the light blue ribbon acting as a headband for him as soon as she finishes the part of his head before continuing with brushing him further. ‘ I wonder if I should have brought along some fur dye.’ She muses to Rayak in her mind now that his ribbon is back on his head, she strokes his fur on the parts she just got done grooming, feeling the side where she lays her hand on vibrate as he purrs in pleasure from getting his coat so thoroughly done, she moves the ends of the ribbon aside when they get in the way. From the feel of it, she can certainly admit proudly that it has gone quite well, she can easily feel the smoothness and softness of a well groomed coat when she did, tapping the spots where his wings usually sprout from she silently commands them to come out. ‘ I am rather glad you didn’t, it would be a lot of work getting the dye removed.’ Rayak grumbles back, ears laying only for a moment flat on his head as he thinks about it in displeasure, the headband like ribbon not impeding the movement of it. But noticing what she is silently asking when he feels her tapping his back, he slowly lets out his wings. She chuckles lightly at that, Rayak was the first one she had experimented with at home to see how it was done before she even tried doing it with one of her other companions that she took with her to contests. He after all is the one most patient with her antics, and least likely to lash out if she angers him in some way. Checking his wings to see if any feathers may be out of place or not so neatly arranged as usual, she didn’t see anything that could use some adjusting. The feathers look neat and orderly thanks to slowly summoning them. Picking up the bracelet from the ground, she is quick to place it back on his left front paw. Stroking him on the head one more time, but being careful to not move his headband, she than starts placing the brushes back in the backpack she had brought along to carry most of the equipment she could carry herself. She had send out a notice to her Trod earlier in the morning to bring a dummy and poles here as that wouldn’t have been easy for her to carry, not compared to the Trod, she only sneaks a couple peaks inside its mind to see how far along Memphis is with the equipment while she had been taking her time brushing Rayak’s fur. Twilight 0.1 Rayak lv 304.0, ly 244.0
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:06:18 GMT -6
“Lets do your nails now Rayak.” She murmurs as she looks through the bag’s content, finding the bottle that makes his nails gleam, and picks out the perfume she brought along as well. That the name of the bottle reminds her a little of her own name is something she just finds a tad ironic when she first bought it. ‘ Oh that one now?’ She hears Rayak say in her mind as she opens the bottle of oil carefully, seeing him perk up in interest at it. Wait, she forgets something.. Placing the bottle on the ground, she rummages through the bag till she finds a few spare tissues. Using one of them to dab some of the oil out of the bottle in a careful measured way, she puts the stopper back in place and places the bottle back on the ground. “C’mere Rayak.” She says softly as she scoots closer to his legs, picking one of his front paws of the ground, she waits only long enough for him to adjust his weight distribution before she presses on his paw pads carefully to unsheathe his claws and rub the oil on his nails with each one, switching paws when she is done with that one completely, and continuing till all four of them got done. ‘ Your doing great Rayak, now hold your breath for a little bit, and close your eyes.’ Rayak twitched a little at the command, but understands quickly why she asked it of him when he sees her pick up the bottle of perfume from the ground. Flattening his ears and looking the other way, he hunches a little into himself as he hears the ‘psst, psst’ of the perfume bottle being used and shivering slightly when his fur gets just a touch wet from it. Perking up with his ears as soon as he notices she is done with it and packing it up. Twilight 0.2 Rayak lv 304.1, ly 244.1
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:06:48 GMT -6
‘ This should be all the grooming you’ll need Rayak, Memphis is almost here with the equipment, can you stay here with my bag? I’ll be back soon.’ Rayak hears her say, feeling her scratch him behind the ear at just the right spot that always makes him purr a little louder automatically from pleasure. ‘ Alright.’ He agrees, laying down on the ground, he watches her head out of the room for only a moment before he starts paying more attention to the people and creatures around him. Ears flattening slightly at the sight of the number of dogs that have shown up while his grooming session had been going on. While he in no way fears them, he can’t help but feel a little outnumbered by the sheer number of them. “I’m back Rayak.” He hears her voice first as he had been paying a bit more attention to the competition around him, tail swishing gently at the tip. Turning his sight away from the dogs he looks in her direction, seeing her drag a dummy human in one arm, and in the other a couple of poles with interest. ‘ It will only be half a hour from now, want something to drink before it starts?’ Well, he does feel a bit thirsty. ‘ Yes.’ He answers her simple, finding no need to comment further as she drops the extra equipment on the ground carefully, and starts rummaging through the backpack till she finds a glass and one of the bigger water bottles. She is quick enough to fill one for him to lap at and quench his thirst, while she takes a few tugs from the water bottle herself. Screwing the lid back on and placing it back in the bag when she is done. He didn’t feel as impatient for it to finally start and get it over with as he usually might when it comes to the fighting pit, watching the crowd slowly gather and take their seats, while those like him at the backstage prepare themselves for their act. He remembers having taking part in contests like these before, but it also felt like a long time ago for him. Sighing, he lays down again as he waits for a while. He knows he fell asleep, as he startles awake and only looks up when he hears something getting announced after the clapping of the crowd and his partner motioning for him to get up again, he does so with a slight growl as he stretches himself first and then watches when he is done only for a moment longer to see her gather all the supplies to be used and sets out to follow her, it becomes rapidly apparent to him that he lost track of the other contenders while he was sleeping, and judging by the scent of it, some dogs and an drake went before him. Twilight 0.3 Rayak lv 304.2, ly 244.2
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:07:36 GMT -6
“Hello, I am Twilight and this is my companion Rayak the King Mosca.” She introduces herself and Rayak to the judges and crowd when she is in the middle of the ring with him sitting quietly at her side, looking to strangers perfectly content and very well groomed with his claws glinting slightly brighter thanks to the way she oiled them up, smiling as she sees some of them look with interest. She is certain that the placement of the ribbon of telepathy acting as a headband with the long ends trailing behind his head could be seen as unusual, or perhaps it might be the black leather bracelet that has light blue gems glittering in the light? “Please give me a moment to set everything up and I’ll be able to start my act.” She asks while the dummy and poles lay on the ground near her. Seeing the nod from one of the judges, she feels relieved, it would hardly take any time, but there are quite a few people going to be coming after her in this contest. “Rayak, stay.” She calls out to him as he looks at her while still remaining seated. Seeing as she received the permission, she is quick to pick up the poles in her arm and place the poles in a neat line near the backstage door, lining near the wall and opening with enough space to move easily. The dummy is placed more on the judges left near the wall at the middle of the circle, giving her plenty enough space to walk around easily with Rayak. ‘ This should do it.’ Heading to Rayak’s side in the middle of the ring she sees him perk up with his ears and tail swishing just a touch faster as he is finally showing some excitement for what she is planning to do, his wings neatly folded behind him. Stroking his head for a moment and avoiding the headband, she is then quick to take off her backpack and dropping it to the ground near her, zipping it open to take out two large bottles of water, a small green water gun that can easily be used with one hand, a drinking glass, and a pink frisbee, she is quick to pocket the meat treats in her back pocket for later when she finds it in there. Filling at the last moment the water gun with one of the bottles she already opened previously, and then the glass of water, she feels ready to start now. (On Command: Name, Stay)Twilight 0.4 Rayak lv 304.3, ly 244.3
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:08:20 GMT -6
‘ Rayak, pay attention now, yeah?’ She grins to him as she arms herself with the water gun in her left hand, and in the right, holding the pink frisbee. Rayak looks from her face to the gun, something he knows is going to be the bigger threat compared to the frisbee. ‘ Drink some of the water and keep ahold of it in your mouth okay? When I call out Hydro Jet, you can use it on the Frisbee, but not a moment sooner, okay?’ She is quick to instruct him, she gets a small sniff from Rayak in return as if dismissive, but the corners of his mouth twitch up enough to give seemingly an imitation of a smile to show he doesn’t mean it. Standing up he heads to the glass and laps up as much water as he can hold, stopping when he reaches his limit, he looks up at her face. Nodding in satisfaction she turns to the judges and crowd. “Enjoy the show.” She says with a grin, and is quick to turn left. “Rayak follow.” She calls out as she starts a light jog when she heads to the wall of the ring, its fencing low enough that everyone can see Rayak starts to sprint behind her, his jaws tightly clenched together in order to not loose the water in his mouth that is just enough for one shot while his wings as see through as they are, remain closed. The ends of the ribbon trailing behind his head as he moves fast enough for them to rise up in the air. Once she is near the poles she starts to weave in between them, being just slow enough for Rayak to catch the idea behind what she is doing, instead of heading in a straight line after her. He uses his tail for extra balance as he moves from side to side, trying not to touch the poles, but still keeping a similar pace as he follows her, the end parts of the ribbon acting as a headband easily visible as they swish from one direction to the other. (On Command: Name, Follow)Twilight 0.5 Rayak lv 304.4, ly 244.4
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:09:03 GMT -6
Passing the poles she is quick to shout out. “Rayak, fly!” As she turns around and aims her gun on him just as he jumps in the air and flaps his wings in a rapid pace to climb higher in the sky, looking distractedly up at the ceiling of the building when he does so. She fires her first shot of water at him while he isn’t looking, and he dodges to the right, turning rapidly and flying in a circle as he watches her warily.
“Dodge this!” She calls out as she fires a couple more shots of water at him, grinning as she sees him dodge the few she was certain would have hit him if he hadn’t done so. His eyes showed the focus of one who wouldn’t be taken off guard, and is ensuring by constantly looking in her direction as he circles her up in the sky almost like a vulture that it is not going to happen. The blue ribbons trailing behind his head just barely visible from the angle she is looking at.
(On Command: Name, Fly. Dodge) (Displays: Danger Sense)
Twilight 0.6 Rayak lv 305.0, ly 245.0
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:09:30 GMT -6
“Alright Rayak..” She says slowly as she moves her right hand, preparing to throw the frisbee. ‘[/i]If its possible, try to keep the Frisbee still within the ring okay?[/i]’ “Hydro Jet!” She says quickly while throwing the disc in the air, aiming it high and in the direction of the crowd but not having the disc in question going at a fast pace. Seeing the direction she is aiming it at when she lets go, Rayak speeds up in his flight to have the advantage of at least three meters while he is above the crowd as he turns around and spits out the water at the disc the moment he is certain he will hit it. The water lands on the edge of the frisbee, the hit at least hard enough to bring it off its coarse as it hits the fencing of the ring with a thump and lands near it, still within the ring. ‘ Yes! Good job Rayak!’ She is quick to call out to him in her mind, and sees while his body is still slightly tense while flying, he is a bit more relaxed in the face now that he doesn’t hold any water inside his mouth and have to keep it tightly clenched. (On Command: Hydro Jet)Twilight 0.7 Rayak lv 305.1, ly 245.1
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:10:08 GMT -6
“Rayak! Use claw and bite!” She calls out to him while point to the dummy at her right. She hears him snarl harshly in the direction of the dummy, flying at it in a rapid pace while his front paws are extended in a classic attacking pose, nails unsheathed and gleaming in the light. The moment he is within touching distance he starts scratching the dummy and tearing into its shoulder with his teeth. Seeing as Rayak is busy with the dummy for a moment, and the crowd distracted with the sight of a ferocious animal, she jogs to the frisbee, picking it up with her right hand, she aims with her left, the water gun at Rayak once more as she heads to the middle of the ring. “Rayak! Dodge!” She calls out as she shoots some water in his direction again, only two shots came out of the gun, the third failed to come. The water reservoir within it finally empty. Growling, Rayak is quick to jump away from the dummy in annoyance, barely dodging the second shot, tail swishing harshly while his ears are flattened behind his head. “Rayak run!” She calls out, mentally, thanks to the ribbon on his head and the one connected to him stitched inside her necklace, she mentally nudges the direction she wants him to go in, and showing him the way she weaved through the poles not even five minutes ago with him. She is glad that he is quick to follow her instruction as she lets him run a circle in the ring, he only slows down enough at the poles to weave through it more comfortable. (On Command: Name, Run, Claw, Bite, Dodge)Twilight 0.8 Rayak lv 305.2, ly 245.2
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:10:33 GMT -6
“Rayak catch!” She calls out as she throws the frisbee in his direction the moment he leaves the poles, almost catching him unaware as the projectile nears him rapidly. Still, the moment he sees the bright pink color heading his way, he adjusts his movements and leaps in the air, catching the frisbee, he lands and lets go of it immediately. “Rayak, come -STOP!” She is quick to call out the last command as soon as she sees him run towards her till he is within two meters of her, she moves aside as she sees his paws skid on the ground as he tries to stop with his wings flailing, but he slides past her for a bit with a disgruntled growl. Facing the crowd and judges while she is standing behind him. He sneezes when one of the ends at his headband covers his nose and making it itch, blowing it aside thanks to that action off his nose. “Lay down.” She calls out as he turns his head in order to look at her. Complying with the command, he slowly lays down, his face still turned towards her as he slowly starts relaxing his body, he can tell this is probably the end now and folds his wings neatly behind his back, not keeping it splayed out anymore after his near stumbling. (On Command: Name, Catch, Come, Stop, Lay Down)Twilight 0.9 Rayak lv 305.3, ly 245.3
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Mar 31, 2023 19:11:07 GMT -6
“Well, that’s it. I hope you enjoyed Rayak’s performance.” She says in a cheerful tone while grinning, glad that it is done now, and happy that she wasn’t getting tripped over by Rayak’s weight or the flailing of his wings had he hit her accidently when he tried to stop. The disgruntled look he gives her for a moment just makes her chuckle as she bows to the crowd and judges for only a moment, then starts to pack everything up that she can in her backpack, lifting it on her back, now less heavy thanks to more then half of the water being used from one of the bottles. Taking out the poles from the ground, and picking up the dummy as the last piece. “Rayak, come.” She calls out to him while he was waiting on the same spot she left him for a moment. Standing up slowly, he stretches himself as he summons his wings back inside him once more while doing so, the pose in only the way a cat can do, in a very supple manner as he unsheathes his claws and kneads the ground a couple of seconds, the claws still gleaming. Sheathing them, he stands up fully, and starts heading in her direction, his tail swishing gently behind him. While the end parts of the ribbon laying partway on his back with the slow movement. ‘Finally!’ He says back to her in his mind, the image of those treats she has in her back pocket showing up for a second in her mind, lips twitching in a smile, she knows exactly what he’d like to do next with the not so subtle hint he gave her, now that they will have to wait for the rest of the contenders to finish their part. And she couldn’t help but agree, he more than deserved getting those treats today.
(On Command: Name, Come)
Twilight 0.10 - Logged Rayak lv 305.4, ly 245.4
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