Posts by orionbelt

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  • ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST. [ OPEN, JOINING ]

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    the elk bobbed his head violently, his headphones bobbed almost falling from his position as his mp3 player stayed loosely wrapped around his neck. "MY ANDACONDA DON'T WANT NUN UNLESS YOU GOT BUNS HUN!" he was enjoying this new song, he didn't get it but the fully-grown elk knew that it was catchy and so he listened and sang the new way to his clan. well, it wasn't his clan yet. orion had been living the - single and not really wanting to mingle lifestyle, and it had been going great but with the predators breeding, so danger zone there. there was also the fact that he was getting older and wanted his own herd, but he just didn't want to fight another elk for their herd because he had something called morals. he wanted to sway the ladies with his invisible charm.


    clan life seemed more enjoyable to be honest, it didn't take the male to arrive at stormclan which he had heard that it'd been previously, the covenant. his lips relaxed into a friendly and easy smile as he trotted up to the border. hopefully it would not take a year and a day for someone to show up, besides he had time - so to past the time by quickly; orion lowered his head and began grazing.
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  • ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST. [ OPEN, JOINING ]

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    he was still jammin' to his song when a red eyeless cat showed up rapping, continuing orion's previous verse, his lips drew into a smile as he followed up: "big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace. bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish." he wasn't the best at rapping either but they tried and that was all that counted. he liked the energy this odd cat was giving off, for some reason he felt as if they were going to be friends. still grinning, the herbivore grabbed the black cord and pressed down on the button - turning the volume down.


    "nice going there, spectre. my name is orion and I am here to join." he said as he lowered his head where the male currently sniffed. spectre seemed to be a happy fellow, so was orion but he was just an easy going male.
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  • ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST. [ OPEN, JOINING ]

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    spectre had that contagious energy, happy and bubbling, those were rare as diamonds in most clans so stormclan had a nice thing going so far. well, as far as he could see. he watched spectre and a smile stayed smacked on his face until it slowly withered away as spec turned to throw up. watching the red tinted cat silently, "you are an odd fellow, I like it; thanks," he said with a chuckle. amused, this was a first meeting to remember. he was now a member of stormclan it was nice, although he wanted to see what other members lived here as well. his attention turned back to spec, "you got a bit... uhm... something right here... just, right by your mouth." he said, with an amused expression as he awkwardly mentioning the vomit.
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  • i'll have you begging pretty please || open, meet && greet

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    no way. no way. no way! the hell, AMBROSIA, well wasn't this something - he hadn't expected to see an old face. but, with an old face came old memories and some he'd rather not remember. orion trotted over with a wide smile, "it's orion,'' he remembered his childhood friend vividly. he had just joined and instead of gathering members together for his own meet and greet, he just came to hers and to be honest - he was glad he made that decision. orion walked passed the other members that had showed up before him. looking at the Roosevelt elk, he hadn't seen her since that night.


    the night everything had changed, then they lost each other, but never did he think that they would ever meet again. he had thought she'd died along with everyone else, it was also a serious moment to him - someone from his old herd had survived.



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  • i'll have you begging pretty please || open, meet && greet

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    it was good to see her, it was a nice surprise and the little twerp did get a lot bigger than he thought she would. with a nod and smile, "yes, it is," he said with a confident look. he was happy about the size he had grown, his eyes followed her as she circled him: My, my how you've grown. "you've grown too, I thought you'd be short all your life - guess not," it was no secret that even in his youth he liked to make fun of her. honestly, since then it had not stopped. perhaps it was an harder habit to get rid of, "so how'd you end up here? stalking me?'' yeah, definitely a hard habit to get rid of. orion remembered ambrosia's family, just as he remembered his own, at least they had that loss in common.


    with a shake of his head, the stag got rid of the depressing thoughts that had arrived when his eyes first laid upon the roosevelt doe. looks wise, she was alright, he guessed - but honestly ambrosia just looked like ambrosia. his friend from their calf days, "dude, where you been?" he asked, seeing her as just one of the guys.
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  • zirconium • WEEKLY TASKS 8/6-8/13

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    perhaps giving out tasks would be easier if done in groups, at least that was what the life-loving stag thought as he came over. briefly bumping into ambrosia with an amused look, "i'd like one as well," it would make him feel as if he was getting something accomplished in this new clan of his.


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  • i'll have you begging pretty please || open, meet && greet

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    his eyes paused as the doe stopped, eyeing him as if trying to put something together, like a puzzle but something in her eyes shone - telling him that she'd found what she'd been looking for. he was a generally nice and fun loving guy but when it came to her, he just liked messing with her. he'd mess with her future husband, and future children as well; if anyone could stand her for that long, that is. as she replied to his insult, he rolled his eyes with a look of amusement.


    "my head was soaking in information, that is why I had a big head so.. hah!," openly admitting his large head issues in his youth. orion puffed out his chest, then realizing he had busted in the meet n' greet and it soon became a reunion. tilting his head with a look, "interesting; i came for an opportunity to join something greater than I," he was tired of the lone wolf life. quite boring, and it made him very skittish. his eyes found ambrosia's as she spoke once more, "i have been living in the far corner of the loner lands," he said offhandedly. it was nothing to be proud of but moreso he was ashamed, usually stags of his age found herds to lead.


    not him though.


    with an uncomfortable clearing of his throat, the elk trotted passed his childhood frenemy, "well... have fun at your meet n' greet, girly." then without another word he trotted off to find a nice patch of grass for grazing. his mind was filled of the 'what if's'.


    [size=1]( c ) bluebells #theorion[/size][/fancypost]
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  • END SCENE! | joining, open

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    showstopper; that was quite a name, it gave high expectations before even knowing an animal - names like that put you on a pedastle whether you wanted to be there or not. the stag walked over, his hooves causing a crunching sound as they stepped down on the dry stiff grass. his eyes flicked over the tom, "what is your name and welcome to stormclan," he said with a friendly smile. his eyes lit up then darkened as he looked down upon the feline.


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  • END SCENE! | joining, open

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    he was just about to introduce himself and casually tell the male that it wasn't rude at all for him to ask - until he felt a creepy shiver up his spine as ambrosia showed up. giving her own before he could give his, he scoffed, meeting her eyes with a narrowed set of his own. he wanted to wipe the smile off her face, but he'd get her back later but for now he'd eye her as he finally introduced himself. shaking his antlers, "my name is orion, it was not rude at all to ask; do you need any help or tour?" he inquired with a quirked brow, before once more eyeing his rival.
    [size=1]( c ) bluebells #theorion[/size][/fancypost]
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  • PUMP IT && open, joiner

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    right behind ambro, the male watched the reunion with an unknown emotion brewing behind his nonchalant expression. he had missed that family bond that he would have had if not for, if not... well, that wasn't something he needed to think about now. so, he simply watched and offered a friendly smile. now did not seem like the time to introduce himself so he would wait for the official meet n' greet. hooves stomping, "welcome, spider," and then he turned around and disappeared. something was definitely going on with the male.
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  • My life is so fictional || p. Orion

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    [ this is a private thread lol awesomekitten ]


    he had been getting a peaceful dreamless sleep when he had heard his old friend restless bleating and moving; he woke up irritated, as their dens wasn't very far from one another he was left with the task of either figuring out what was wrong or sleep elsewhere. with a half-hearted sigh, the male trotted to the next den, his eyes in squints as he walked slowly to the Roosevelt elk. "thanks for waking me up, can you just stop talking in your sleep or something. some of us are trying to get some rest, girly." he said with a loud yawn. too tired to filter his words, he honestly just wanted her to be quite so he can go back to bed. he stepped over by the doe and nudged her, he was trying to do it gently as possible but it ended up being a little rough. he didn't mean to, but he just expected her to insult him back and it'd be a night. honestly.




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  • My life is so fictional || p. Orion

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    the elk stamped impatiently, an impatient look decorating his face as he looked for a reply from the female. her reply had him flinch and he adopted a more confused expression, stepping back he reassessed the situation. w-w-what'd he do? orion frowned, he didn't think he had said anything out of the ordinary but perhaps he had. at her next words his eyes narrowed, "s-selfish?! i didn't do anything!" he was more confident that he was completely innocent. it felt like he had been blindsided and honestly the stag didn't know what to do. socializing was even a new concept as he had been alone for far too long.


    pursing his lips, the male would bleat in surprise as ambrosia toppled over, oops... i did it again. fully awakened now with the growing amount of mistakes, orion looked like that male who had a pregnant wife whilst she was going through labor and he stood there not knowing what to do with his hands. yep, that was him. as she told him not to touch her, he took a step back, eyeing her with a small frown. "i didn't mean to do that, it was and accident, i just was nudging you and i didn't know and i just figured that..that..that; wait, i know this. i was just nudging you to get up but not in that way, that way isn't the way i was trying........ i didn't... i'm sorry,'' stuttering and speaking quickly it ended with an apology, though pulling out an apology was like pulling teeth to him.


    so he added, "that is all i'm sorry about though," yes - he wasn't the smartest kid in the classroom and basically he felt that he had said the wrong thing after it escaped his lips.


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  • because (open, truth or dare) why not

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    he had no choice but too join, ambrosia was already present and he was late, so he scooted forward - the towering elk's brown orbs lit up. everyone loved a good game, truth or dare, a favorite - and he was daring so all of his would be just dare. he opened his lips to smile before taking a stand besides ambrosia with a curious look. "i'll play as well," he stated.


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  • The Unnamed Guide + HP Request V.1

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    introduction.




    the unnamed is a religious cult living in a underground salt mine. a cult to worship and follow The Many-Faced God ( refer to game of thrones ), also known as the god of death. the cult is for the bringing together of animals alike for their one true purpose; to put behind their past sins and selves, to become a "perfect" you, in the eyes of the one and many. they are a tightknit group with a mind set only on making their deity pleased in the eyes of their subjects. at the beginning you shall be cleansed at the end, you shall only serve because all were meant to serve. to a rather large maze. eventually the found the center and the entrance of an underground salt mine. it has large tunnels, four in all and webs of small tunnels stream from the main quad.




    history.




    there is no elaborate history that dates back to who knows when, actually, it is fairly recent and the founders are currently the leader's of the group. it began when orion had a dream, one that would change his fate and the one's of other's who would join this unique class of animals. he dreamed of the many-faced god, his nocturnal vision was simple yet complex. so after telling ambrosia, they decided to leave their own clan and begin one in their god's image. so, departing from snowclan, they trekked about a few days journey from the rest of the other clan's and found a maze. getting lost, it took a day but they finally found themselves in the center; after a bit of exploring, they discovered that it was the entrance of a large underground salt mine.




    (tba as time goes on.)




    religion.




    a large factor in the cult. they worship ''The Many-Faced God" ( refer to game of thrones ), also called "Him Of Many Faces."





    terrritory[size=14].




    the territory is mostly forestry, with a lake here and there, the land is green and the prey in the vicinity is fruitful. sometimes mentioned as the garden of eden, and rightfully so. but, there is something odd right smack dab in the middle of the territory. a maze, it is odd and it is said to be man-made. a rather tall shrub that reaches an astonishing height of fifteen feet, there are many twists and turns. it is particularly easy to lose yourself in it's confusing structure, some it might take days to find their way. in the center is a small entrance, it leads to a large underground salt mine. there are four main that stem from the main tunnel, then that webs into smaller tunnels and the man-made structure reveals buildings of it's creators imagination. to the left is a makeshift pulley system to act as a elevator, though it doesn't go to the forth floor.




    the camp is a rather well and thought-out creation, the main entrance spirals down until the first floor is hit. the first floor is the size of two football fields, with professional gray sculpting along the wall and over the tunnels which had a large roman numbers at the top. there are rather large chandeliers hanging from the smooth ceilings always lit. a fresh-kill pile is at the center. there are four floors, all have a roman numeral that marks each tunnel leading to the next floor. it is used also for meetings. a small slope downwards in every tunnel as they lead further and further underground. the tunnels are I, II, III and IV.




    Details On Tunnels

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  • turn your face towards the sun || p. orion

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    [ pretending that he had already had the dream! :) a.k.a mini plot]


    he had seen the familiar form of his childhood friend at the border, her agitated aura was noticed by the stag as he came closer. it humored him, to see her like this, recently he had a dream that turned everything upside down and now he wondered what to do with this new-found information. should he tell ambrosia and hope for the best or should he just think it over and see what came of it. no, he needed action, he needed to understand this god. maybe ambrosia could help, she was the more intelligent and focused of the two. everything was going crazy in his mind and perhaps a familiar voice would help things just a bit. the elk trotted up to ambrosia and eyed her curiously, "is something wrong," he inquired with a brow slightly raised as he prodded her.
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  • turn your face towards the sun || p. orion

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    meeting her soulful brown eyes, he could understand exactly what she was talking about and to be honest he definitely felt the same way; probably even a little bit more. he stepped beside her so they were adjacent to one another and touched her cheek with his nose. despite their constant bickering he did care for his old friend. especially about her thoughts and feelings. reigning back his head with a small smile, "i feel the same, sia," he replied, as his eyes trailed off. he used the oldest nickname he had for the doe, a tone of endearment other than his many insults. "i know we had just gotten here and I agree something feels off. perhaps we were thinking that it would different because we were used to our old herd. but, after this dream I've had now that doesn't seem to be the case."


    But what about you, is something wrong? You never look that serious on a regular basis.


    there wasn't something wrong, but something so right and he didn't know what to do with it and so perhaps he had adopted a serious attitude about it. " that dream. the one I was talking about, this is the second night I've had it. it was dream about an animal with many-faces... a god, perhaps. this being spoke to me, it spoke of you and me.. our destiny lies elsewhere. it.. they, believe that they are the god of death. they want us to build our own home, our own group with those who will believe in it. I know.. stupid, but the dreams are haunting. I am not crazy by the way, heh," adding a bit of humor as his eyes had taken a glazed over expression. his brown eyes dulled, a sudden chill froze the air and many voices echoed out of the elk's mouth:


    'he is not wrong. I am the many-faced god, the god of death some may call me but I am here in spirit at the moment. you feel uneasy in this realm of simple strays, you are above this as is he. their god's who keeps them out of harm is not worshiped, but simple tokens to show they have faith. my subjects carry out the task of a merciful death, it is a pleasant end of suffering. as the Faceless Men forsake their identities for the service of the Many-Faced God, they only assassinate targets they have been hired to kill and may not choose who is worthy of the 'gift' by themselves. you are better than lying in wait to serve a mortal, who will die and will put you in harms way by their decisions. if you shall decide on what I have offered the you will make a clan of faceless men, they will begin unnamed and when we see their worthy to become a subject then they shall earn their name. if the two of you decide to do this, then you will have earned your names and a place beside me. until we met again, ambrosia.'


    the sudden chill disappeared and what was left was a stunned orion, "i felt them, I heard...," he said as he rapidly blinked.


    [ that muse doh. ]
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  • turn your face towards the sun || p. orion

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    for once, they weren't fighting. he didn't know how long this silently agreed stance but to be honest he quite liked it. though in the back of his mind he had the urge to mention that she had been sired by a llama. a small part; some habits won't ever change. but, when he felt the actual softness his thoughts did a 180 and he found his mind momentarily glitch. he nodded at her words and began re-thinking what he felt and what he had seen in his nocturnal visions. despite how annoying ambrosia was at being right. then he went through his little spell, he remembered it all and it was quite an uncomfortable feeling to be taken over like that.


    his eyes searched her face, awaiting her reaction to go crazy and call him a loon, but it was the absolute opposite. she looked at him with tenderness and understand - was she the ambrosia he always knew? he had to rethink a few things as a light in his eyes changed as he studied her closely. then she spoke about this was something they could do and this could be the first step of seriously doing something greater than themselves. her humor made a relieved smile stretch pleasantly across his face.


    "thank you for listening, ambrosia." he said, feeling a bit awkward at using her old nickname but that faded away as her nose pressed to his cheek. reeling his head back slowly, he eyed the doe with a confused look.


    "so what do we do?" a question that would begin something grand.


    [you muse is muy caliente ;D ]
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  • turn your face towards the sun || p. orion

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    [ sorry for the late reply, had a serious fever last night and most of today.. it sucks. ]


    he hadn't thought of that yet, he was still thinking about what to do and how this would change their life for either the better or the worst. everything was on a delicate scale, the stag tilted his head as he thought of the brief possession. it seemed like this was one of things it could be, damned if you do and damned if you don't. still, his curiosity was piqued. flicking his ears towards the monochrome stag, it seemed that was the words he needed. for her to be there through this odd little journey but the determination became set in his dark gaze. "alright then," his voice completely clear.


    the doubt was washed away and what was left in it's place was a plan forming, they would be the leaders of their clan or cult, or whatever. they would have a whole clan and it made him thoughtful, he listened to her and his heart sang as they began the journey that would change their fate.


    "alrighty then, ambrosia.. let's go."


    he followed her faithfully, his steps mirroring hers as they began to journey into the unknown but, it was so worth it.



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