Post by norse on May 8, 2007 20:35:47 GMT
I don't know if I got accepted or not but I saw my characters name on the stats post so I assume she was accepted. 
Auditioning for the part of Neutral Queen:
Auditioning for the part of Neutral Queen:
..[I’m the blue warrior see how I fight]..
A small blue roan banshee trotted nimbly across the land, twilight was coming to the land of the nobodies, the forgotten, the fallen angels. Her dark mahogany eyes scanned the area; on one part of the land were the sun set, a storm approached with thunder drumming and lightning flashing like a vein of light. The other side contained the gentle rise of the moon, stars flickering on both sides but shined brighter on the dark side where less light shined. The dark clouds rose above the heavens in a swirling mass of fury and hatred while the moon rose bravely in the sky to meet the storm. Twilight was such a beautiful time and it suited her most, like herself twilight was the calm before the battle the middle sibling of night and day, and neutral in this world of bloodshed and war. She was neutral in a different way but with many of the same reasons, she did not care for the ways of the light or darkness, she and a few others are a path all their own, following their own rules of society and shunning the bloodshed of the darks and the kindness of the lights.
..[I’m ready to strike with all my might]..
Her dark ebony daggers pounded against the sand as the oceans waves towered over the calmer parts of the sea, crashing against the beach in blinding fury. It seemed that the sea herself was angry with the storm too. Lightning danced its reflection against the choppy sea as the surface broke once more and came crashing down like shattering glass against the sandy terrain. Even the sea was like her, wild and only controlled by the natural forces, calm waters were granted when the skies were clear and the sea was happy, but the anger it showed was deadly and could kill the unsuspecting. Her dark mane and tail were pulled back by the fierce winds, the lightning reflecting against her shining pools of dark mahogany as it turned her coat to a steel blue with its light.
..[I’m the fallen angel risen from the sea]..
The wind blew past her form and onto the scenery behind her, sending a wave of green into the dark abyss of the night. The sun turned into a foggy red against the dark veil of the storm, turning it darker, darker, and darker still until it came to a black like crimson red. The angry sea reflected the red color as it swallowed the sun as if to protect it from the oncoming storm until it was its time to rise once again. Her kind was much like that, the lights had their wins and the darks had theirs too, but it would be their own path, their own pact that will quell the fighting and bloodshed and rule victorious. She was the child wrapped in a sea of blue, a fallen angle that does as she pleases with no ruler but the natural forces, a creature with no set path like the raging ocean. She was Mavi, the queen with the power of the ocean and the mysteriousness of twilight.
..[bow down to me]..
A small blue roan banshee trotted nimbly across the land, twilight was coming to the land of the nobodies, the forgotten, the fallen angels. Her dark mahogany eyes scanned the area; on one part of the land were the sun set, a storm approached with thunder drumming and lightning flashing like a vein of light. The other side contained the gentle rise of the moon, stars flickering on both sides but shined brighter on the dark side where less light shined. The dark clouds rose above the heavens in a swirling mass of fury and hatred while the moon rose bravely in the sky to meet the storm. Twilight was such a beautiful time and it suited her most, like herself twilight was the calm before the battle the middle sibling of night and day, and neutral in this world of bloodshed and war. She was neutral in a different way but with many of the same reasons, she did not care for the ways of the light or darkness, she and a few others are a path all their own, following their own rules of society and shunning the bloodshed of the darks and the kindness of the lights.
..[I’m ready to strike with all my might]..
Her dark ebony daggers pounded against the sand as the oceans waves towered over the calmer parts of the sea, crashing against the beach in blinding fury. It seemed that the sea herself was angry with the storm too. Lightning danced its reflection against the choppy sea as the surface broke once more and came crashing down like shattering glass against the sandy terrain. Even the sea was like her, wild and only controlled by the natural forces, calm waters were granted when the skies were clear and the sea was happy, but the anger it showed was deadly and could kill the unsuspecting. Her dark mane and tail were pulled back by the fierce winds, the lightning reflecting against her shining pools of dark mahogany as it turned her coat to a steel blue with its light.
..[I’m the fallen angel risen from the sea]..
The wind blew past her form and onto the scenery behind her, sending a wave of green into the dark abyss of the night. The sun turned into a foggy red against the dark veil of the storm, turning it darker, darker, and darker still until it came to a black like crimson red. The angry sea reflected the red color as it swallowed the sun as if to protect it from the oncoming storm until it was its time to rise once again. Her kind was much like that, the lights had their wins and the darks had theirs too, but it would be their own path, their own pact that will quell the fighting and bloodshed and rule victorious. She was the child wrapped in a sea of blue, a fallen angle that does as she pleases with no ruler but the natural forces, a creature with no set path like the raging ocean. She was Mavi, the queen with the power of the ocean and the mysteriousness of twilight.
..[bow down to me]..
Also sorry about the run-on sentences, I get a little carried away sometimes.