The Exhibition Harvest(Penguin and Leopard Seal RP) Now Open

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[[All right, that will work. Thank you.]]

[Salamandaa]

Username: Frostdragon
Name: Kes
Age: Three years
Gender: Female
Colony: Antarctic Wave
Rank:
Normal Penguin
Personality:
The only thing to describe Kes, is that she is basically a happy penguin...Possibly a little bit too happy. She's a risk-taking individual that longs for attention. She's typically very bright, and can turn very passionate and excited about things. She's still very young and naive, but in heart she's rather warm and enthusiastic. But sometimes, she makes serious errors in judgement, usually misunderstanding something or twisting the idea around to come to the wrong conclusion.Perhaps sometimes she just doesn't listen well. In that way, Kes can get manipulated easily, as she is rather trusting. Gullible to the point of being annoying, some would say! But, despite her simple-minded personality, she truly likes to encourage others and see their strengths. Secretly, Kes does long for a partner, but she admits that the prospect may be too far from her reach. (<--agitating?)
History:
Kes only knows the beautiful, white ice, the sky, and the shimmering sea; she also knows of the sea lions and the terror they bring. When she was born, it was a stormy Antarctica day, the snow was howling throughout the place and when the chicks were born they were curious about the ice, and as it turned out Kes was late in arriving, which aroused some curiosity about her when she finally broke through her shell.
Mate/Crush:
None/None
Have they been captured by the seals?:
Not yet
Kin:
None
Appearance:

Breed: Humboldt penguin
Other: Sorry that this form is rubbish, its late and I'm hurrying trying to make everything up...I kinda like her personality, though >w<

[Quackzilla!]

(Picture Does Not Belong To Me)

Username:
~- Quackzilla! -~

Name:
~- Kinapak -~
(Means 'mask'; also called 'Kina')

Age:
~- Ten -~

Gender:
~- Female -~

Colony:
~- Frosted Thoughts Colony -~

Rank:
~- Chick-Sitter -~

Personality:
~- Kinapak is a very bubbly, talkative penguin, who loves to chat. Despite her love of speaking to others, however, she is surprisingly trustworthy, and very patient - a normal trait for a chick-sitter. She is soft-hearted and easily charmed; however, when Kinapak get mad, she gets mad. She loves chicks, and would sacrifice herself in their place. When around chicks or young penguins, Kinapak's personality is fairly business-like, and she protects the young penguins as if they were her own. On the topic of death, she is actually fairly calm, and would allow herself to be given up without a second thought. -~

History:
~- Kinapak was born in a winter which was warmer than most. She was named after the fact that for a few weeks, she was always asking silly questions - like she had a 'mask' over her true intelligence. Her father, Farlon, was proud to show off young Kinapak to her mother and older brother when they returned from their fishing. Her life was easy, for now; her mother and father cooed over her, and her older brother played with her and taught her. The worst in her life came when she was five. It was during the Exhibition Harvest; the four were fleeing, when the ice beneath them split, like someone had kicked it from below. A leopard seal surged out, its jaws clamping around Farlon and dragging him under the ice. A second tried to get at Darran, her brother, and succeeded in pulling him in. However, the smart male swam, but all Kinapak and her mother, Lilian saw, was just that: he swam away. They didn't know if the boy had survived, but they assumed he had. Since the incident, Kinapak had taken a liking to chicks, to 'teach them life' and teach them survival skills, so they wouldn't die like her father. -~

Mate/Crush:
~- Open -~

Have they been captured by the seals?:
~- Not Yet -~

Kin:

• Lilian - Mother - Chick-Sitter
• Darran - Brother - (Presumed) Deceased
• Farlon - Father - Deceased

Breed:
~- Chinstrap Penguin -~

Other:
~-~

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Username:
~- Quackzilla! -~

Name:
~- Maniitok -~
(Means 'rugged'; also called 'Mani')

Age:
~- Five Months -~

Gender:
~- Male -~

Rank:
~- Pup -~

Personality:
~- Maniitok is a stuck-up little pup, who thinks highly of himself, as if he is as highly ranked as the king of the Winter Breath Army. He believes he deserves nothing but the best, and that penguins are better off as fodder for seals. Despite his age, Maniitok is already bloodthirsty; he has wounded or killed every 'sitter' sent to watch him. He is also intelligent; not only because of his parents feeding him information, but because he always threatens information out of the sitters. -~

History:
~- Maniitok was the product of a rather promiscuous huntress leopard seal managing to seduce an Exhibition Specialist. Vein - his father - was appaled at the birth of his son, and denied any relation to it. Selene, however - the pup's mother - took extreme liking to the boy. As soon as he was able to speak and swim and learn, she was teaching him how to be just as villainous as her, and why penguins are scum that are only good as sustenance and hunting fish. After the first month, Maniitok's mother was off hunting, so he is currently residing in the care of Pup-Sitters. -~

Mate/Crush:
~- Open -~

Kin:

• Vein - Father - Exhibition Specialist
• Selene - Mother - Hunter

Other:
~-~

(( OOC: Here you are. If you change your mind about having a pup, it's alright. I may want to modify it, though; I kind of have a thing for playing evil characters. >:D ))

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[[Both accepted. We may now start and I shall go work on my post.]]

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Thank you. :D
Shweet. :3 ))

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Korora; Antarctic Wave Colony; Queen

Listen to the wind,
Howl above your head.
Listen to the sound,
Of the beating of my heart.
Tell me if you can,
Listen close and listen well,
My heart goes out to Y O U.
Korora stood still in the open air, her eyes gently closed though she did not slumber. Her obsidian beak held a shine of blue, like old oil on the depths of asphalt. As she stood she thought, mainly of the mysteries of the sea, the secrets of the galaxy. She knew some things she would never find the answer to, she knew there were even some things that would never be found, but she still thought on. The antarctic land was quiet, even the wind reduced to a whisper. It seemed as if the whole icy realm was mourning, for what they all knew would come. Food was plentiful and the weather warm enough, but the days were shortening, the fish were traveling, and it was getting colder. It would soon be mating season, the season where the penguins took their chances to be free, the season of the Exhibition Harvest. Korora knew it was coming, she knew it could not be avoided, but there was still time. A good month or two needed to pass before the penguins were forced from their homes to travel to the breeding lands. Now instead of wondering and surfing her thoughts of peaceful mysteries and causes, she was worried. How many penguins would be taken this year? Would she even survive to see the mating grounds again, or would she be whisked away to the fate many of her colony members had been doomed to? What happened to the penguins, were they killed on the spot? Taken away to be eaten? No penguin in the colonies knew this answer, because none had ever come back after being taken. What was the point in life? It was all a big circle, traveling and being picked off one by one, only to repeat again. Circles continued on forever, but perhaps this one was made to be stopped. If only a penguin knew how, if only someone would put a stop to the madness. Her thoughts were interrupted as the sun hit her eye-lids, shining on them like they were pebbles in a creek. Slowly the shields parted and gave way to her eyes. Instead of the two blue covers, her hazel eyes were now shining, waiting for the day to begin.

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Sparrow; Frozen Thoughts Colony; Chick

You call it immature,
You call me stupid,
You say my antics are crazy,
You claim I'm suicidal.
I'll tell you my friend,
I just know how to have F U N.
Sparrow raced up the hill, scrambling as fast as his stubbly penguin legs could carry him. A few times he fell forwards, managing to stay upright was challenging. The hill was at a large slope and covered with snow and ice, but all the snow and ice in the world couldn't have made the young chick want to turn back. He pushed forward, his head leaning up, his black eyes focused. It wasn't the biggest hill he'd climbed with Sin, but it would be one heck of a slide. When he reached the summit he collapsed onto his back, out of breath and tired. Rolling onto his stomach he laid there for a while, his eyes half-shut. He stood at last, gazing around for his chick-sitter, Sin. Sin was his role-model, practically the father figure, and he wasn't the best father-figure a chick could have. There were other chick-sitters in the colony, maybe some would make great role-models, but Sparrow had never taken the time to get to know him. Thinking about it, he wondered if there were any female chick-sitters. He chuckled, imagining a chick-sitter preening his feathers as he threw flirts at her, the look on her face as she rolled her eyes. He could imagine flirting, and another chick telling him to "get some". His fantasy had appealed to him so much he made a mental note, which was rare, to get to know any female chick-sitters.

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Oboe, if you'd like a female for Sparrow to harrass (xD), I could switch Kinapak's colony to his. If you'd allow it, of course. ))

[.:OboeLove:.]

[[Baha, a female for him to annoy and torture with his childish antics? Why, I can allow it xD I'll go add all new characters now.]]

[Teacup-old]

To achieve anything, you must be prepared to dabble on the boundary of disaster.

The little black and white penguin watched as his little buddy Junior Sparrow raced up the hill. He was calmly sliding up the hill on his stomach, pushing behind him with his feet. Each time he stepped forward to slide higher up his claws helped with traction, making sure the little penguin didn’t slip or slide back down the hill. His little feathered tail shook from side to side for a second as he finally stood, racing up the hill to stand beside his partner in crime. “Come on Spar! Stop daydreaming and get your little feathered butt down that hill!” he squawked, jumping into the air as he began the journey down the hill.

His mouth never closed as he headed for the tip of the ice that was curved upward. This would be awesome. “Yeah, baby!” he yelled as he came to the bottom of the 15 foot slope, the ice reaching for the sky as he flew through the air, doing a quick spin downward into the water. He spiraled down, plunging deeper into the fringed arctic water.

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Okie dokie. :3
I can't help but feel bad for Kinapak; she'll be too soft-hearted to tell Sparrow off. xD ))

•~- Kinapak -~•

A gentle nudge to her chest woke Kinapak, who had her head tucked behind her wing in her sleeping position. With a gentle coo, the female straightened herself out, ruffling her wings slightly and shaking her head. "Rise and shine, sweetheart," Her mother said softly. Kinapak smiled, stretching herself and trying to 'wake herself up'. Opening her eyes, she saw her mother; a rather large penguin, but probably one of the wisest - and best Chick-Sitters - of the Frosted Thoughts colony. "Good morning, mother," Kinapak replied sweetly, as innocent as a hatchling herself. Through a gentle upbringing, she had been crafted into an obedient young penguin, with a heart big enough for every chick she looked after. Her mother nudged a few small fish forward, which Kinapak had neglected to see that she'd dropped, and smiled. "I have to return to the chicks, but I've brought some information for you. I think most of the chicks will be out, learning with their parents and what-not, and only one will be in your care today." Nuzzling her mother affectionately, Kinapak watched her waddle off, a small smile tugging at the femme's mouth.

Kinapak sighed, beginning to walk toward the colony. She was a deep sleeper; now, it only took one penguin to awaken her, but years ago it had taken both her father and brother as well. Greeting others as she passed by, the young penguin finally found her pupil, who was still sleep-groggy and snuggled to its mother's side. Her mother, a fairly slim Little Blue penguin, nudged the young one forward. "So sorry, Kina; I am off fishing today." Kinapak nuzzled the fairly old hatchling into her side, and nodded politely to the mother. "As am I. I will teach your daughter the basics of swimming; but have no worries, for I know where and when the seals strike." The mother was a bit bewildered at the femme's speaking, but nodded, wandering off to join others. Smiling to the hatchling, Kinapak walked slowly, ensuring the cold little bundle was warming against her side. "Have you ever been in the water?" She asked softly, nearing the edge of the blue abyss. The chick looked shaky, and shook its head, watching the water like it was about to attack. Kinapak simply laughed, looking off down the shore. "It is safe. See? Those two penguins, I know them fairly well. They no longer fear the water; you shouldn't either. In fact, see their tricks? They treat the water like a friend; a partner." Sensing the young one's hesitantion, Kinapak let out a gentle sigh, allowing the bird to aqquiant itself with the sight of the deep blue ocean as she gently preened its feathers.