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Post by Angel_of_Music on May 25, 2019 16:39:14 GMT -5
(*victory hummingbird faint, wings spread* Praise Ra!!!)
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Post by hotaru13 on May 25, 2019 16:42:26 GMT -5
((Hoping to be at a stop to play))
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Post by Minkey55 on May 25, 2019 16:43:11 GMT -5
 Amalthea smiled and clapped her paws looking over the new want to be Priestess of Bastet. She recalled her time Many moons ago being in the same place as them before the goddess blessed her with her luck.
Patting Mabruk gently between his ears she got comfy to watch the trials. |
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Post by Sahret on May 25, 2019 16:44:17 GMT -5
Sahret sized up the hopeful gathering of females. It was a good turn out this year, Bastet would be pleased.
She looked towards the temple scribe as he pins up a sheet of papyrus with the names of the candidates listed upon it.
sanguinedragon (Eleanor)
Phoenix Stardancer (Hasina)
ninjawoo (Metea)
wolfrysk (Kahi)
hybridsiren (Istir)
shlee (Raehira)
Rayvin_Kittiy (Thana)
Moophles (Kaileah)
hotaru13 (Chiyeko)
Cryptic (Disphorya)
tierasa (Nubiti)
Angel_of_Music (Samira)
"Wonderful, we've had a good turn out this year. It pleases me to see so many dedicated towards Bastet. Follow me."
With that she leads you into the temple combat room. There is a large ring upon the floor covered in thick sand. Around the ring are many seats and perches for sphinxes to observe. Along the walls are racks of varying weapons and to one side are well used and clawed training dummies.
Warrior priestesses were gathered, voices raised in a blood pumping chant for Bastet.
Sahret padded into the center of the sandy ring feeling the grains between her toes.
As the chanting reached a crescendo it stopped suddenly, then Sahret began to speak...
"We gather here for the Trials of Bastet! Those gathered here before me wish to dedicate their claws to you oh great goddess of the cats."
"We shall begin in just a moment, once I am sure that you are all prepared."
Contest to become a Masked Priestess
OOC: How the game will go.
Basically each round of combat will be played much like 'rock-paper-scissors' but will instead be 'swat-claw-rake'
swat = rock (beats rake)
claw = paper (beats swat)
rake = scissors (beats claw)
tie = Sahret wins
I will use the dice roller to see which option Sahret uses.
All of the entrants who are still standing will attack Sahret at once. When Sahret gives the word to attack her, you have 5 minutes to post your attack choice in bold. If you don't post by that time you are out.
RP descriptions of the sphinx's attack is cool, but not necessary.
The winners of the first round will be able to face Sahret into the second round... but then a new trick will be added. She's not going to take it so easy on you the second time around.
Winners of the second round get to enter the third round, etc.
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Post by Sahret on May 25, 2019 16:45:31 GMT -5
((I forgot to add the contest rules! lol All fixed.))
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Post by Angel_of_Music on May 25, 2019 16:45:45 GMT -5
 Morgan would make her own entrance into the Temple via the shadows. Settling with her fellow priestesses, she grinned. "Many hopefuls this year." She purred to the nearest on. Seeing one she knew just make it, she grinned. "Bastet watch over you dear." She whispered, hoping the sphinxes' tenacity would help her make it through this year. |
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Post by hybridsiren on May 25, 2019 16:46:51 GMT -5
"Ready!" Cries out a gruff voice from the bronze knuckled street fighter, cracking her knuckles with a pleased smirk while sitting on her haunches.
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Post by Sanguine_Dragon on May 25, 2019 16:47:34 GMT -5
Eleanor looked around, before nodding. "I'm ready." She hoped at least she was.
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Post by Angel_of_Music on May 25, 2019 16:47:45 GMT -5
Samira released a sigh of relief that she had made it. Perhaps this year she would join the ranks. "I'm ready." She said as she stepped in with the others.
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Post by Moophles on May 25, 2019 16:48:00 GMT -5
Kaileah brushed a paw through her hair and nodded a bit. "I'm ready."
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Post by Cryptic on May 25, 2019 16:48:06 GMT -5
As they move to the combat room, Dysphoria took in the arena and the combatants who would take on Sahret with a smirk, her heart pumping adrenaline. Her ears rang as the hall went silent and the priestess spoke.
"I am ready!" she called in unison with the others!
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Post by Phoenix Stardancer on May 25, 2019 16:48:22 GMT -5
Hasina stepped forward "Ready"
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Post by wolfrysk on May 25, 2019 16:49:31 GMT -5
Ready as I can be
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Post by NinjaWoo on May 25, 2019 16:50:05 GMT -5
I'm here!
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Post by shlee on May 25, 2019 16:50:34 GMT -5
Raehira sized up the other women who surrounded her, on one hand cheering them all on, and on the other, wishing to crush them all and be the victorious one at the end. Her shrewd gaze slid over to Sahret, studying the priestess's body language and eyes, attempting to size up her 'foe' before the trials began.
Claws digging into the sand, she let out a hoarse roar, a mixture of excitement, readiness, and a way to let out whatever nerves were still running through her body. Her tail lashed the ground, muscles bunching up as she prepared herself to begin.
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