~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[Desmond]

[I was wondering about joining the RP. Do I still PM Tam with my Goeys' forms? And would I PM her here or on the RP forum?]

You would PM me. cx
And it doesn't matter which board.

[Azure23]

[Okay, Thanks!! :3]

[Fat Unicorn]

"Learn to love death's ink-black shadow as much as you love the light of dawn."
-Tyrtaeus (Spartan Poet)

Goennec Pen #: 8
Name: Spartan
Reason(s) behind the Name: I've always been interested in ancient cities, religions, peoples, etc. Some of the ancient cities I take a special interest in is Sparta and all ancient Greek-related cities or countries. I'm interested in Sparta because of their superior military power at the time -- and of course, because of the 'THIS IS SPARTA!' warcry. Sparta was a proud city that held their heads high, knowing that they were superior. I want this Goey to reflect his namesake; a proud and slightly bloodthirsty sort of personality.
Nickname(s): Sparty, Spar, King.
Accent: Greek
Abnormalities: None
Coat Colour: Natural
Height: 2'6" (Note to self: 0.762cm)
Weight: 53lbs
Age: 9 years & 4 months.
Rank: Soldier

Physical Weaknesses:
Spartan is very vulnerable in his left shoulder, because of the scars that crisscross below his fur. He still feels pangs and threads of pain in it from time to time, if he's been excerising more than he should, it's too hot or cold, or he stressed the shoulder too much. It usually takes a lot to make his shoulder hurt, so he's still fit for battle, although he will have to retire younger. Due to his body being more accustomed to brute force, he doesn't have as much muscle in the back legs as in the front, so he can't really find that reliable extra power in his hind legs to run faster than he does now.

Physical Strengths:
He is well muscled, and due to this, weighing a tad bit more than a usual male Goennec. Spartan is a mix of fighting styles: as well as using brute force, he also tries to be quick and agile on his hooves and paws, sometimes a combination of the two. He is more built for melee combat, so he is muscled a bit more around his neck, chest, and shoulders. Being a bit tall also helps him with melee combat, since he doesn't have to worry about his opponent being so tall that they can squish him in a heartbeat.

Why do you want this goennec?

Last round, when I took out Oscar, Spartan was battling it out with Oscar. I felt massive stores of inspiration and a strong connection with their personalities, but Oscar's vibrant personality just pushed ahead and I figured no one would try for Spartan, since he probably does seem just like any other Goey to them. And if someone tried for him, I would be sad and I'd regret the decision of not having him, but luck was on my side and the round closed before anyone applied for him. Before this round even began, I knew I'd go for him, since I was determined to not him slip through my fingers. When you feel a character grow on you, you know you'll be hooked for a very, very long time.

My decision was reinforced when B reintroduced me to the Avatar soundtracks earlier, and I had instantly thought of Spartan when I listened to one of them. It was the sort of soundtrack that had a battle cry feel to it, a battle cry full of venomous anger, but reflecting a sad trace that made you want to weep out of anger if you were really caught up in it.. It was a complex track, and I think most would agree with me. It almost completely mirrored the personality in mind for Sparty. The one that brought Spartan to life in my mind and making him grow on me even faster. The fighting, the keep-kicking-till-you-drop, the complex character you just want to seize the head of between your hands and yell at them to stop being so sad or angry because it's destroying them.

I just fell in love with him that extra mile. And his design certainly didn't help. The icy blue tints running across the tips of his Mohawk, the blue lines daring to run along the various shades of brown, the little blue hooves and paws.. The blue just highlights the brown, makes him seem remarkable. So complex. It was actually his coat that sowed the seed of his personality in my mind. Every time you think you know something about him or his coat, it seems to change -- you can never assume something about him.

How would you use this character?

Sparty, of course, will be stored in my character thread along with the rest of my herd. He'll get his fair share of doodles (especially since he'll provide a bit of a challenge with his gradients) and writing, although I think he'll get more stories since Oscar and him would make a excellent odd friendship pair. Of course, he'll be loved as much as any character I own. ^^ I'll be using him in a 1x1 Goey RP with my friend once she gets her first and is ready to jump into RPing - and I might enter him in the main RP if that goes well.

Define your Goennec:
Personality:

If one had to sum Spartan up in a sentence, they would call him the most complex Goey that they know, almost as if his creator assembled him at random. As if his creator wanted to be the only one who could ever truly understand how his soul twists and turns, how it flourishes and how it burns, how anger flashes across his eyes, and also how they soften with rare happiness.

Spartan is a slight bloodthirsty and proud ram, and he is often amongst the first rams to break out fighting when the Siv season rolls around or when a battle lingers in the atmosphere. He seizes every opportunity to pick a fight and never holds back if he can help it - this is partly due to the deeply ingrained fear he'll be a useless Goey, a nuisance, to the herd if he doesn't do otherwise. Sparty is otherwise rather proud and never misses the opportunity to establish his dominance over another Goennec. He will go to extraordinary lengths to prove another wrong, even to the point that he comes off even more arrogant than he is, or he'll try to strike out and try to draw blood if he gets stretched far too much. However, Spartan has only reached that climax several times in his life where he tries to draw blood, and is trying to coach himself out of it without anygoey knowing.

He tries to keep a solid mask on his face at all times to try and prevent his emotions (apart from anger and the occasional grunt of approval) from seeping through since Sparty is quite sensitive. Since Spartan was bought up in a rather old-fashioned herd, it was expected that males shouldn't show emotions such as grief, nervousness, fear, and other 'weak' emotions. If they did, they would be tossed aside and regarded as a weakling, a disgrace to their bloodlines. So he took the road of survival. And so, the 'mask' attitude was ingrained in him since he was little, and also the pressure on him not to display emotion, it is now default for Spartan to push away things that will cause him to feel anything apart from anger and approval. Due to this, he isn't exactly the best at communicating with other Goeys about how he feels about something, but rather the worst. Spartan often gets frustrated with himself and othergoeys when he keeps miscommunicating his emotion, and often storms off to his own little place - this is partly why he can't maintain a close relationship with somegoey.

Spartan is rather boastful and outspoken, knowing no other way of conversation. Again, his previous herd life is the root of his behavioural problems that he's struggling to change. He wants to change, but he has no mentor, no tutor, to tell him what to change, or to do, or whatever. Sparty, being the rather proud Goey he is, tries to refrain from asking for help when he needs it. However, when he joined his new herd, he quickly became friends with a happy, bouncy little ram called Oscar, so Sparty trails him everywhere at a distance, trying to observe the other ram's behaviour and mimic him. He wants to be liked, to fit in, to be part of his new... Family. To please them to the best of his abilities.

Likes:

• Monarch Butterflies - In his highly complex little world, it's a nice time-out for Spartan to just lie down, wherever he is, and watch the butterflies play in the air. Their colour, their essence, attracts him - they're so bright agaist everything else, but still have stains of black on their bodies and wings. They're just so simple, but so complex at the same time. Even though he may not know it, they're reminding him that there's more to life than blood, pride, and status, that even they are imperfect. To just play with life while you can. And so, Spartan pays them a unusual amount of respect that he only pays to high ranking Goeys that he's seeking to impress.
• The Siv - It gives Spartan the opportunity to prove himself in an area other than battle, although sometimes that may tie into it at times. He feels like he's useful, wanted, etc, when the Siv is on. Even though he doesn't normally like close attention, he loves the attention the does that he fished in that year give him. Like he runs all year on that attention until the next Siv.
• Sunrise/Mornings - Spartan often wakes up a bit earlier than other Goeys in order to watch the sun make his way up into the sky, casting all sorts of warm colours over the earth as he goes. He has been doing this almost every day for as long as he can remember when he joined his new herd and met Ayako, who insisted on him waking up a bit early and witnessing one of the purest acts in nature. Sparty also enjoys the sharp string that early morning air holds - it makes him feel alive, prepared for the day ahead of him. It's sort of like a 'get yourself ready for the hurdles you must jump' reminder for him.
• Red Apples - Spartan loves nothing more to dig his teeth into the sweet flesh of a ripe apple. They're such a great change from the same bland old grass day after day, and they're so sweet that he can't help but pig out as much as possible on them.. He just can't get enough - as long as the apples are red, since green apples are too bitter for his liking.

Dislikes:

• His Scars - His last herd prized scars as a sign of toughness, of might, and Spartan was predictably amongst the young rams who yearned to prove their worth in battle by gaining physical marks on their hides. However, when his father turned on him in a rage, the meaning of scars was altered in Spartan's mind - they were now a mental burden, as well as a physical burden if he strained his shoulder too much. They are much, much more than just a dotted line of thick skin, a mark, on his body.
• Close Relationships - Spartan finds it hard to be close to another Goey, female or male, because he just doesn't have the right personality for it. In the past, he has only wound up backstabbing them, hurting them unconsciously, and oblivious to their pain and their friendly love they held for him. He just gave up on all close contact, since he'd just wind up doing the same and end up being the big bad guy again. He doesn't need the contact, anyway - at least, that's what he believes.
• Swimming - Now don't get him wrong, Spartan loves water as much as any other Goey, but swimming terrorizes him. When his fur gets wet, it clings to his body, hugging every curve and bend. And then all the other Goeys will see the scars that crisscross his shoulder, and naturally, they'll be curious and ask what happened, why it happened, etc. Spartan just wants to avoid the interrogating and how the other Goeys will treat him as if he was made out of glass if they knew.
• Death - Despite his quote, he finds death chilling - in his eyes it's a undefeatable terrorizer in the form of an invisible mass that can choke you to death at will. It comes second only to his sire. Spartan knows that death will come for him eventually, and then he will know the greedy clutches swiping at his own hide, which just causes his intense fear to deepen. He doesn't want to succumb to anygoey, to anything, even a natural event.

(Main) Personality Traits:

• Proud
• Sensitive
• Slightly bloodthirsty
• Arrogant
• Loyal
• Has a slight will to please

(Deepest) Dreams & Desires:

• (Impossible) For his scars to go away - Spartan loathes the scars he bears on his left shoulder, and would like nothing more for them to just.. Leave. Leave him alone. Stop affecting his role as a soldier and his every day-to-day life. He just doesn't want the constant reminder of his father's disappointment in him ringing inside of his flesh. As if his father purposely left a piece of himself inside his son to forever torment him.
• (Impossible) To Fly - He often wonders what it would be like.. Sometimes he just takes to staring at the sky for short periods of time, watching the birds twist and turn, dip and rise across the sky. Spartan wonders, longs for, the feeling of wind in your fur, the freedom of being airborne, not restricted to forests or meadows. Of being truly free.

(Deepest) Nightmares & Fears:

• To become immobile, paralyzed - To be trapped on the ground, or unable to fight for Spartan is like chaining a once-wild bird by its leg to a perch in a cage. You may feed it, you may clean its cage, but you cannot feed the bird the essence of being free; of being alive. It will suffer, eventually it will die inside, and no longer will he hold up his head hoping for freedom again, no longer will he strive to live. His feathers will dull and his light will go out. It would be the same for Spartan if he was immobile or paralyzed.
• His Sire - The one thing that will wake Spartan up is his father. In all weather, a thin film of sweat will coat his body, and his eyes will roll slightly back in fear as he shivers. He is scared beyond death by the beast that is his sire. He doesn't want to feel the physical agony that gave him the dotted lines of scars crisscrossing beneath the thick fur on his left shoulder again. Spartan fears beyond imagination, beyond physical death, the mental pain that will accompany his physical scars and wounds. To even bring up the subject of his father will result in a violent, fearful reaction.

History:

Spartan was born into a old-fashioned herd, who believed that males had to be strong, tough, and had to fight all the battles whereas the females just stayed where they were and tended to the young and old, even if they were strong enough to be a soldier. The males had to keep a tight mask of no motion except to display anger or pleasure, because if they showed emotions like sadness, fear, etc, they were regarded as weaklings, and we're ranked amongst the female peasants. Spartan was born to a 'lower-class' peasant mother and to a soldier father. He was taught how to act, how to behave from a very young age by his father (since females were deemed unworthy to teach young rams) and if he even put a toe out of line, his father cracked down on him with nips, squeals, and kicks. Spartan's mother never stepped in, since females were also deemed so low that they couldn't speak up against something they thought was wrong - and when they did, they were laughed at and kicked. Spartan was kept isolated from his peers, always with his father and older rams, never getting close to another Goey in that period of his life, and forced to act older than he really was for the sake of holding up his bloodline's pride and glory.

As Spartan grew up, he lived in constant fear that he and his behaviour will step over some unknown line and his father would crack down on him. By the time he had reached a year of age, manners that were deemed respectable had been burned into his mind and personality, with the ever-threatening shadow of his father to remind him that if he even so much as toed the line, he would know very, very well how much his father is disappointed and displeased with him. Life carried on smoothly enough until Spartan had reached the age of 2, when he was fully-grown, his muscles had filled out, and he had a bit of battle experience, he stepped over a line. Even he doesn't know what line he stepped over, but whatever it was, it caused his sire to go berserk. It was nighttime when Sparty's father decided to confront him. And when his father had finished completely messing up Spartan's shoulder and the flesh around it, he trotted off to go see his mates, leaving the young ram to his own devices. Some Goeys of the old herd say that Sparty's father never realized how much damage he had really done because of the darkness in his defense, some in the old herd say Sparty's father intended for him to die so he could be punished, and the rest of the herd threw random, wild theories out in the open.

Whatever went on that night, Spartan was left with crisscrossing scars in his left shoulder and a even more broken manners than before. His mother took him in again, and did what she could to clean the wounds, but could do nothing more. Life was rocky up until the point when Spartan had reached the age of 4 and was starting to show rebellious signs, leading to a confrontation with the herd's Prime, who had been disgusted at the ram's ideas amd morales, and driven the young ram off. Spartan wandered the wild for a couple of days out in the open until he came across a dark bay ewe with what looked like a Sakura tree growing out of her hindquarters grazing next to a river out on the plains. She had regarded him with a wary eye, her eyes skimming over him, before speaking in a soft voice, trying to weasel out where he had come from and why he was in front of her. Spartan had apparently met her expectations and was led to the full herd who had been watching from a mere few metres away. Sparty was accepted on certain terms, and has lived with them ever since, trying to change his old ways and trying to put trust into his new 'family".

Story:

A dark brown head chewing a mouthful of grass slowly moved around so his head slowly crept around the side of the oak's trunk to stare at a group of Goeys that were joking, talking, and grazing. He was a rather tall Goey, with a coat of varying shades of brown with strips of light blue running alongside his lighter streaks of brown. A slightly darker blue coated his nose, horns, paw pads, hooves, and the very tips of his Mohawk. His face, unusually, held no expression, other than some jaw muscles twitching as he chewed and took in the scene of Goeys.

One Goey in particular stood out. He was the easiest Goey to see, to recognize. The Goey was rather small, but had a dark blue coat, with a bright yellow comet streaking across his Mohawk, back, and face in such a way that it looked like a natural smile. The ram was laughing as he bumped his shoulder into a dark brown ewe with what looked like a Sakura tree rising out of her hindquarters, who seemed to be staring off into the distance, ignoring the ram's playful and joking bump. Nature seemed to laugh with the little ram, the sun shining down on his face and coat as the wind played gently with his fur as he tore his gaze away from the ewe to look from Goey to Goey, searching for the glints of happiness in his friends' eyes at his latest joke.

The dark ram swallowed the now thoroughly chewed mouthful of grass and started to step out from behind the tree to make his way towards the group, but stopped dead in his tracks. His mask slowly ripped, stitch by stitch, his jaw slowly opening when his light whiskey-coloured eyes landed on a young female ewe with white spots clustered together on dark brown patches on lighter patches of brown staring at him with her soft emerald eyes, with both of her light brown ears tilted towards him. Nervousness clawed at the ram's chest, as some strange hormone was pumped into his body, causing him to break out in a light sweat. His facial muscles formed a strange-feeling anxious expression as the ewe started to trudge towards him, laughing. Spartan took a step back out of bewilderment, trying to see why she was laughing at him. "Spartypuss, whatcha doing over there for?" she said inbetween snorts of laughter, as she stared up into his face, her eyes seeming to hunt for something. Spartan was temporarily struck dumb, trying to fix his facial muscles back into the blank look of the Mask so she didn't see how nervous he realky was. He cleared his throat, before speaking in a harsh Greek accent.

"I honestly don't know." he lied right through his teeth, now having fixed his face back into an expressionless mask as he turned so his right shoulder faced the ewe. "Come to think of it, I should be talking about something right about now with Ayako," he spoke as he shrugged, just catching a glance at the female's face, which had once been full of laughter, now filled with a steely expression filled with curiosity and annoyance as he started to move at a slow walk to the left, in the opposite direction of the little Goey group and the female.

"Errr. Sparty?" The female sighed, looking as if she'd like nothing more than to facepalm at his stupidity as she tilted her head slightly to the right. The ram's light brown ears flicked back, straining to hear her next words.

"Ayako's in the opposite direction."

[June Bug]

Herpderp, late as always. :P Closing up the round now. However, we're about to be hit by Sandy and I've been held up and expect to be held up for a bit with getting ready for it and dealing with it (which is also why I've poofed from the RP, which I'll see if I can respond to in a moment). As of now, I'm not sure when I'll have to time or energy to judge, and I'm thinking I'll open up the new round on Halloween and have it run for a little over a week until the Sunday following next.
If I disappear for a few days, it's likely I've just lost power and I'll be back to sort everything asap~

[Kitsyn]

Good luck with that hurricane, stay safe!

[Desmond]

Condensed list of applications.
How did only four Goeys get attention? ;-; Poor things.

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[Lady Masquerade]

Darn. I meant to go for W6, but homework has really been killing me this week.
I wont be able to go for her next round either, since my heart is set on that lovely doll Goennec.
That stinks. Poor lil Goeys. ;c

[Teeze]

Depending on what the Halloween Goennecs look like I may try for Tumbly next time.

[Fat Unicorn]

Good luck with Sandy Kam. P:

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I'm not exactly keen on Halloween things, so I'll most likely be going for a leftover Goey next round, and I have my eye on a couple of them already. xP

[Traffic]

Good luck with Sandy Kam. P:

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I'm not exactly keen on Halloween things, so I'll most likely be going for a leftover Goey next round, and I have my eye on a couple of them already. xP

That's what I'm gonna do too. I already have my halloween babies.