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01. Wrestler of The Year - CM Punk 02. Most Outstanding Wrestler - AJ Styles 03. Feud of the Year - CM Punk vs The Miz 04. Tag Team of The Year - Motor City Machine Guns 05. Most Improved - Justin Gabriel  06. Best on Interviews - Cody Rhodes  07. Most Charismatic - Dolph Ziggler 08. Best Techincal Wrestler - Daniel Bryan 09. Best Flying Wrestler - Evan Bourne 10. Most Overated - Christian 11. Most Underated - Byron Saxton 12. Promtion of The Year - Monday Night Raw 13. Best Weekly Television Show - Friday Night SmackDown! 14. Match of The Year - CM Punk vs The Miz 15. Rookie of the Year - Leah 16. Best Non Wrestler - Vickie Guerrero 17. Best Major Show - Friday Night SmackDown! 18. Worst Feud of The Year - Kaitlyn vs Vickie Guerrero 18. Best Gimmick - The Miz

01. Wrestler of The Year - Rey Mysterio 02. Most Outstanding Wrestler - The Miz 03. Feud of the Year - Legacy vs Fortune 04. Tag Team of The Year - Hart Dynasty 05. Most Improved - Candice Michelle 06. Best on Interviews - Jack Swagger 07. Most Charismatic - Christian 08. Best Techincal Wrestler - Daniel Bryan 09. Best Flying Wrestler - Evan Bourne 10. Most Overated - Randy Orton 11. Most Underated - Shelton Benjamin 12. Promtion of The Year - Friday Night SmackDown! 13. Best Weekly Television Show - Friday Night smackDown! 14. Match of The Year - Jack Swagger vs Randy Orton 15. Rookie of the Year - Justin Gabriel 16. Best Non Wrestler - Josh Mathews 17. Best Major Show - WrestleMania 26 18. Worst Feud of The Year - Richie Steamboat vs Tito Colon 18. Best Gimmick - The Miz 

\\Nearly 2 Years After Tron: Legacy// *Sam now head of ENCOM is sitting at his desk.  Sitting in one of the front chairs is Qourra, the last survivor from the The Grid or Digital World.  Sam is in silence, thinking about one person, one man, the man who saved him and Qourra.  His father, Keven Flynn.  Sam is seated as his elbows rest on the armrests of the chair.  His fingers are laced together and covering his mouth.  On his face is a frown, not of anger but of focus on something he's thinking about.  The last moments with his father.  He inhales and exhales outward, slowly closing his eyes and reopening them, in thought about his father* Qourra: "You miss him, don't you." Sam: "Yeah." *Qourra got up and talks to the left side, she turns and now is on Sam's right side.  She places her arms around his neck and he hugs her arm that's in front of his neck* Qourra: "It's okay, I miss him too.  He was like a father to me." Sam: "I just hope I do this company right and how my father wanted it." Qourra:  "His dream is yours now, Sam.  And what he wanted you to do is to do what you want with that dream.  To change it, make it better, make it our own dream." *Sam nods his head slightly a few times and understanding what she means*  Sam: "We still have work to do to help my world, maybe once that's over with we can start on a new Grid for digital life." Qourra: "That sounds great and with no Clu." Sam: "Right with now Clu." *They both smile and chuckle at the joke* \\Meanwhile// *A male that looks young but wearing a stained food hood and with a full face just with one eye missing.  It's been years, almost 2 to be exact to actually rebuild his digital frame.  Clu the mad digital ruler of The Grid was suck in to the real world, well only one strand of his digital DNA.  He look toward ENCOM building, his eyebrow frown as his other eye forms just after, now he is complete.  He smirks and knows now is the time to begin his conquering of this world.  He needs his army, a new army from the digital world.  He knows where he came from, that old arcade store called, Flynn's.  The digital leader went to Flynn's by night.  Once entered he looks at the emptiness that is The Grid.  His begins to feel what humans call, hurt.  His world destroyed but his goal still there, to create the perfect system* *He begins his creating.  First, he remade The Fighter For The Users, Tron.  But now this Tron is fully bent on eliminating anything that isn't perfect in the digital world, this new Tron is far different than the old Tron.  He then did the Flynn did, he made another Clu called Clu 2.  Clu 2 has limits put on by Clu to make sure he doesn't turn like Clu turned on Flynn.  Days in the digital world is like an hour in the real world.  After months of creating and finally believing his Grid to be perfect.  He sent the page like he's done before to trick Sam in to coming the first time.  Sam's cellphone rings in a form of a text.  Sam frowns at this as it says "blocked".  He reads the text and is states...."The Grid is alive.  Revenge."  Sam: "Clu...." Qourra: "What?!" *Knowing the threat they return to The Grid.  Once there, the battle against the digital creations waged.  Sam and Qourra are by there lonesome.  Clu created an entire Grid that only ruled and obeyed by him.  Sam and Qourra retreated to the mountains.  The portal is still open, they know he have to send out a page now or they will be lost for years like Kevin Flynn.  The page went out but Clu picked it up, stopping it quickly* Only two businesses that got the page was..... Starware and The Daily Bugle.... Help is one the way by a Powerhouse and an Amazing man.

* Raw - April 16 * NXT - April 18 * SmackDown - April 20

1) "It is just Nicci now, if you please...and even if you don't.": I am not Emily Foxler nor do I claim to be, nor am I linked to the Legend of the Seeker nor do I claim to have any rights.2) "My strength is my own": No God-Moding, it is not tolerated, do not start out a storyline with "One day Sally Sue was walking through the woods and ran into Sister Nicci." That is a poor way to start a story anyway, give me a place in a starter and Nicci will show up, but she plays by her own rules.3) "Love is a passion for life shared with another person.": I will have a storyline with anyone that I choose, I will not have mains persay, but rather favorites, and people who get first replies, when I log on, I typically reply to all of my comments in one swift motion, so it really does not affect anyone. Also, love interests: Nicci does not have a love interest apparent in the television series, but it is heavily suggested in the novels that she is in love with Richard, in that frame of mind, Nicci will be with a Richard if the storyline leads to it, or she will have an interest with other characters if it leads to it.EDIT 6/29/2010: I am taken by |Richard. www.roleplayer.me/bringer_of_death|, and could not be happier :). I am a monogomous relationship roleplayer, so careless flirting is okay if that's your character, just do not expect anything in return.4) "She was probably the most powerful sorceress ever to have drawn breath.": I am an avid fan of the television series, so much so that I decided to read the Sword of Truth series, I started in December 2009 and finished March 2010, sometimes I integrate plotlines and character quirks from there, I work hard on not spoiling the books for those who have not read them and desire to.5) "I was called Death's Mistress for good reason.": I am a multi-para roleplayer, meaning I like detail, background, and inner thought. I can pump out a solid reply in anywhere from ten to fifteen minutes. I also will do simple para with certain people, but I will not do one liners, a paragraph consists of three sentences at least. If you are having trouble with this, let me know.6) "Richard brought me to see the beauty of life, yes, that's it exactly, the beauty of life.": I understand life, I have one. I generally get replies out in one or two days, unless life gets in the way. I generally expect the same, if a storyline rests for too long, I forget details, and backstory from which I derive my twists and turns. Please, be timely with your replies, there is nothing more frusterating than sending a well-thought-out starter and then have the person leave for months. If something comes up in RL, just let me know that its going to be a while, even if its a simple status update, I do look at those.7) "The Unwritten rule which must be experienced before true understanding. Everything exists within us.": I reserve the right to change or edit my rules at any time. Also, I give you as my friends the right to suggest rules for me to use.Now, lets have some fun.-Nicci [Death's Mistress]

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  Ken Anderson: well thanks for the time Christian how are you and thanks for coming as i see you made your come back how does it feel to come back to WWE Season Christian: It feels great. I feel better than I was before because before I left I was unsure where I was. Now I am back do what I do best. Ken Anderson: very good to have you back as i also have to ask you that you have your three kids wrestling and also your grandson how do you feel about that having them follow in the same footsteps? Christian: It is amazing to see the legacy that I that I have built. My kids and grandson are showing what they can do. Ken Anderson: very good answer as now we can move on to another question your option on about Daniel Bryan and Brett DiBiase holding on the titles and who do you think should be the next either world or wwe champion? Christian: I would like to be next in line for the WWE Title just I can have another title reign. As for the World Heavyweight Title, I think it should be Zack Ryder because I am supporter of Zack's. Ken Anderson: woo! woo! woo! i am too and also let's move on another on the nxt show you made a big come back what lies in the future for you maybe teaming again with Jason again? Christian: Well, W are the new World Tag Team Champions, so you be seeing us as a Tag Team for the time being. Ken Anderson: now time to move to a big topic as we seen in the past John Laurinatis has critizied the divas what is your option about this and do you think the women's division is going down a hill? Christian: Everyone should know that me and "Big Johnny" hat each other. So everything he has done is wrong and Women's Division just needs to step more. Ken Anderson: i hate that douchebag too, now let's get to another know that where talking of Johnny Ace slash aka Douchebag of the Year i gotta ask you what was your tought of him placing you i think number 55 in the infamous list he made your toughts? Christian: I still hate fact that he placed me that low, i mean "The Cow" was place higher than me! Ken Anderson: that is what i tought too cause i real reasons Vickie is not a wrestler she is horrible and she was up higher than most of the roster what was up with that and i ratings of 10 to 0 hers is 0.0 my option on her wrestling ability Christian: Well of course it's that low. Ken Anderson: let's move on to another question your stable mind telling me some about that and what you plan to bring in as we seen the Fortune slash Brotherhood you think we might see some feud their? and who are you intrested in being a member for your stable? Christian: I thought Fortune was over? Anyway, Christian's Coalition is just a stable that is looking to be sucessful. Were not trying to be better than Fortune/Brotherhood we want have our own sucess. I have ask a few people to join, I don't want to spoil anything. Ken Anderson: not a clue on that but let's see if it is and they did dominante the season a while and now where seeing a rebirth and i like your respond too as also your going to be another co host on the buzz how do you feel about that? Christian: It feels great to be a Co-Host on the Buzz. I'm looking forward to the upcoming show. Ken Anderson: now let's move to something contreversial as we know Melina is well known for contreversy as i been asked by many what was my option about the match between Melina and Michelle which i tought it was horrible not worked well in part of Melina which i have to ask your option and also those rumors on Michelle being favorited your toughts? Christian: I did not like the match because it was a very poor match. I don't think Michelle is favored becasuse she do enjoy her matches but her losing the Divas Title was unfair. Ken Anderson: that is what i think too and she was ripped and she carried the whole match which she should of retained now time to move on my first ever What You Think of This Superstar ready? your the first person in this congrats by the way Christian: My opinion on me is that I am the one top guys on this Season to take it to heights it has never seen before. Ken Anderson: cool i know that and very honest as i made this segment on where you speak your option about 20 superstars names i give you and you have to give me your honest option are you ready to be the first person to take the test? Christian: Let's do ti. Christian: it Ken Anderson: first name in line Sheamus? Christian: Sheamus is a guy that has a temper that you do not want see unleash. I believe he is one few big men on Season that I respect because I have faced him in the past. Ken Anderson: second is Tyson Kidd? Christian: Tyson Kidd needs to be taken alot more seriously because he is a tremondous athlete and a future World Champion. Ken Anderson: third up is Melina? Christian: She ran her mouth to much and it got her in trouble. Now, I have no respect for what she has done recently. Ken Anderson: fourth is Johnny Curtis? Christian: Another Great Superstar that I enjoyed competing against and has proven to me that he is the future of this Season. Ken Anderson: number five is Justin Gabriel? Christian: One of the best High Flyer in recent memory and was mentored well by Jack and AJ. He has come a long way. Ken Anderson: six is Candice Michelle? Christian: She is a great performer and I enjoy talking to her when I get the chance. Ken Anderson: seven and eight is Primo and Epico? Christian: They are a very talented Tag Team and I am sure that they will be one of the Top Teams here on Season. Ken Anderson: nine is Jillian Hall? Christian: I have a lot of respect for her and the talent she has in the ring. Even though she sould not sing anymore. Ken Anderson: ten and eleven are Kaitlyn and Michael McGillicutty? Christian: Michael McGillicutty is my former rookie on NXT and I was proud of how he did. Kaitlyn is a good young diva on season and she is going places. Ken Anderson: tweleve is Heath Slater? Christian: Heath is the one person that I wish I could have mentored because he is so talented now from what he has learned from Jack and AJ. I am supported to him as well and I believe he will be a Future WWE or World Heavyweight Champion. Ken Anderson: thirteen and fourteen belong to Layla and AJ? Christian: Layla has come along way since her days in Lay Cool but yet she has not stepped up enough and I would like to see that. AJ is another young divas that I like to watch and she can do much better on Season. Ken Anderson: fifteen is Ted DiBiase? Christian: He is another person that needs to step up more. Ken Anderson: sixteen is Cody Rhodes? Christian: He's young and cocky. That is one guy showing that he is for real. Ken Anderson: seventeen is Eve Torres? Christian: She's had her ups and downs but she has proven to be a top diva here on Season. Ken Anderson: eighteen is Dolph Ziggler? Christian: Vickie's Puppy hahahah. In all seriousness, He is a good competitor and has the charisma. Ken Anderson: nineteen is Tiffany? Christian: She can do alot better on her own because she has not done alot lately. Ken Anderson: and last but not least the WWE champion Daniel Bryan? Christian: Is getting alittle cocky but is backing it up in the ring. I feel that Sheamus will take that title anway. Ken Anderson: well thanks for your optinion which it was awesome having you as this Saturday we get to hear you on afterbuzz which will be awesome and thanks for stopping buy any messege to your up coming opponents? Christian: Yeah, I am back and I plan on once again taking Season to heights it's never seen before. Ken Anderson: very intresting and thanks for the interview and your welcome to stop by anytime you feel like it and i guess the peeps are happy to see Captain Charisma back in action which good luck in season Christian: Thanks anytime.

Hosts: Ken Anderson , Christian (Jay Reso) - Raw - NXT - SmackDown

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1. Not Kelly Monaco, Nor Samantha McCall-Morgan She strickly a Roleplayer don't know what that is then your in the wrong place. No Mirror's will be added Trust No one. I'm Original OptimisticBitch Febuary 11, 2012, And Yes Optimistic Sam Is me I d idn't steal, anything.. Do Not steal my Nickname.+ 2. I have one LI that's Jason Morgan She will Not cheet on him, I will rp with other jason but when It comes to LI My Main Jason it no other. Please Do Not ask.   3. Comments Are For IC: Messages Are For Ooc: I want it that way no other way only one that can do that is My Jason .   4.  I don't do Oneliners, You must at least be Semi Para or Para  nothing else It will get ignored and then send you message to send me something that's not oneliner, and I don't want this Hey What's up,   Or Hi I want something to work with.   5. I don't except all Morgan Kids, In my book jason and sam only have the one Jason Morgan Jr (Junior),  Don't assume I'm gonna take you right off hand as my kid It don't work like that,  I will run it by jason First Soo please Don't call me Mommy  you won't get the response you want from me please ask first.   6. Love scene's are how me and jason do them no one else that means pretty much none of your damn business.. what we do in rp is what we are comfortable with soo Yeah No buisnes of yours   7. Don't Jock my Comments or pics, That's not  happening, I know how comments are jocked and I will know if you read them by the way you act around me So think before doing anything that will get you blacklisted from here.   8. I have other pro's this isn't the only one,  I  have 2 other Sam's I work on soo please be patient with my replys. Pluse I do have a life outside of roleplaying it's not gonna revolve around Rping..   9. I have no Mother, Nor Do I have Father....   10. Don't control my character I think I can do that myself..   11. Use proper grammer, I do Not want abreviations at all.   12. I love to screw around on Bully if you care to join it the more the marrier, but DO NOT BRING DRAMA to It You will be band and not added back, The is drama Free Rping, I don't care if your my friend or not I will delete you if you bring it to me..   13. Don't repeat yourself, that means keep sending me the same comment if I don't answer you right off, Seriously that just gonna get you blocked here, If I don't answer you after a couple days then send again but DO NOT REPEAT COMMENTS PERIOD   14, Moving Pics and Screencaps: Are all done by me I don't have anyone making them for me, If you would like to have a URL to my screencaps all you have to do is ask, I will be more then happy to send you the link, Moving caps I just started making them, I will not make Moving pics for others its to time comsuming  . Making Moving pics Hers' the URL https://www.gifsoup.com  easy anything,  Using UTUBE to make them.   15. DO NOT ASKE ME WHO'S WHO ON A CHARACTER PRO RL.. CONTINUE TO ASK I WILL BLOCK YOU AND NOT ADD YOU BACK, IT'S NONE OF YOUR F***ING BUISNESS, GOT IT.   16. Do Not tell me to add you as a main, First we gotta rp, Second I deside who's my main NOT YOU if your not on my main there's a reason or I haven't got to it Don't comp attitude with me cause I won't put you on my mains Friends or not You will be Blocked then I control my mains NOT YOU   17, Don't be fake to me, Hate it don't ask me to help you with your pro or fix it not happening,  I hate back stabbers that don't have the balls to come to me with a problem but will gladly post on buliten, THey say No F***ING  Drama Drama You just did it, BLock me if you don't like what I said I'm not gonna seriously miss you.   18 IF I F***ING SEE YOU F***ING SOMEONE ON Stream I WILL  REPORT YOU Don't wanna see that sh*t neither do other.  There kids on here that rp as well USE Common Sense.   19. WITH IT. OR DELETE ME ONCE AGAIN WON'T BE MISSED.DON'T F***ING MESSAGE ME YOUR BEING INGORED  I DON'T GOTTA ANSWER  AND BITCHING ON STREAM YOUR QUITING CAUSE OF YOU DEAL i WILL REPORT YA.   All My Moving Gifs are my Own I know how to create them, Don't fcking say I steal That's a Big NOT.. I will report you..   More to come when I think of any.   (Ones that don't have to fallow Is Des (My Jason) Stephanie and Kendra you guys are safe.)  

I deleted my rules blog for a reason and I'm going to explain why. I know no one pays attention to what I do but if someone is lucky and finds this, thank you.Now, in some shape or form everyone breaks their own rules by this I am referring to the "NO DRAMA" rule. I now view that rule to be utter crap because most of the people who post it either starts the drama themselves or they always stumble upon it. Moving on to quote something I said on another page of mine."Those of you who do not know this about me, I started role-playing on myspace on June 23rd, 2006. Now that it's 2012, it's been near 6 years I've been doing this. Ironically, the first thing I did was Power Rangers as well. No, I am no stranger to the Power Rangers verse. I recently deleted another Power Ranger profile on this site, ending my time as another Ranger that I've played since 2007 on myspace.Anyway, there was a time where writing a rules blog actually meant something. Oh yes, it did. But over time, things became...bullshit. Having a rules blog up is one of them, sort of. Not completely, if you feel that it's needed, go ahead, post one. But one always include the following "NO DRAMA!" or anything in between those lines. Now, I know that not everyone does that. But think long and hard about it. Ever notice the people who keeps saying that stuff are ALWAYS in a shit load of drama themselves?I have found my ways around drama. We all know it's not always avoidable. But the people who mainly said NO DRAMA! gave that a bad meaning. Now, for rules blogs. I do not mind the "no god modding" thing. That's needed to be said. As well as other things. But the no drama thing has been shit on so many times, and guess what? YOU'RE HEARING THIS FROM A GUY WHO ROLE-PLAYS A POWER RANGER! But Power Rangers is not the only thing that I RP. Just started out in it and can't resist returning to it after I take a break from it. I have a lot of love for the show and this verse. But I can tell you, next time you see "NO DRAMA!" in a blog, it depends on how well you know that person. Other wise, ignore it. It has no meaning anymore."Alright, now that you read that, it's all the truth. That saved me some time so now I'm moving on to my next point and that is too have fun with everything you do. Don't be such a, no offense, hard-ass twenty-four/seven with comments like "I'm an RP'er, keep it that way. I don't care about your personal life. I don't care much for OOC." That means that every RP you do, no offense, will be boring as fuck. So if you're one of those types of people reading this, lighten up and have fun. Speak OOC, you don't have to get to know so much about everyone's personal life yet. But introduce yourself, be open as a friend. Because with more communication, the more fun your RP is going to be. "If an RP gets boring, I will just ignore it." If you do that, that means because of your non-OOC ways, you are not contributing anything to it. It has to be all on the person who wants or is RP'ing with you. One track minded I believe it's called, I could be wrong.Anyway, I met great people during the six years (and more, just six at the moment) I have been role-playing. Due to great communication and making great friends. My RP's have been...PHENOMINAL! <<< Yes, I just said that! lol. I'm a goof, as you can see. I could say more after this but I'm pretty sure you now get the point.

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Stories on Fanfiction.Net Freedom is Power - a Prince of Persia fanfiction How Maniya became the Emissary of Bastet Born a slave, a heritage passed on by her parents who had shared a similar fate, Maniya had been sold from one master to another after her parents died, or were killed, she never really knew since it happened when she was of a very young age. When she turned fifteen fortune smiled upon her and she was freed from slavery by a kind, elderly woman by the name of Delasa who took her to work as a servant in the royal palace of Babylon after the girl's former master, an acquaintance of the woman's, passed away. Delasa gave her a basic education, teaching her to read and write, and for three years she had done all sorts of chores that were meant to ease the already facile life of the so-called superior class of society. In her youth and teenage years Maniya had never been abused or mistreated by any of her masters and for a slave and afterwards a servant she had lived a decent life. But although she was of a kind and submissive nature, always hurrying to do whatever she was asked and swallowing without retorting the sometimes cruel and unfounded accusations and complaints of her masters, she had always felt like something was wrong, like she was not doing precisely what she was meant to do. At one point she had had a dream of becoming a priestess at the Fire Temple but it was shattered by Delasa who told her that only women of noble ancestry could occupy such a privileged position. At present those memories made her smile. Society did not allow her to fulfill her dream of becoming a priestess but fate offered her a life like few are destined to live. She could never forget the very first event that marked the beginning of her transition from her old life to her new one, namely the present one. Of course, at that time she paid no attention to it for she could not have possibly imagined what life had in store for her. Eighteen year old Maniya was in the bazaar one morning, sitting on a stone bench near a fountain when a woman approached her. She was a tall, thin woman, with pale skin, long, curly, light-brown hair and eyes like two dark jade stones; she was a beautiful woman, although she might have already passed the age of fifty. She was dressed in a dark green, silk dress that touched the ground, had a golden shawl over her shoulders and wore exquisite jewelry - earrings, bracelets and a necklace holding a pendant with an emerald stone that matched her eyes. The woman who introduced herself as Navaz seemed preoccupied by the girl's sorrow and as the two started talking the girl, who felt the need to take the burden from her heart, confessed her misfortune. She told the woman about how she would never be able to fulfill her dream of being a priestess but the woman simply smiled and told her something she would always remember, though at the time it only deepened her suffering for it sounded completely implausible. "Sometimes when the gods don't give us what we want is because they have prepared for us something greater than we could ever imagine." Then Navaz got up from the bench where she had been sitting next to Maniya and before leaving gave her a silver pendant, representing the profile of a sited cat. "Keep this close and it will fulfill your innermost desires." After her meeting with Navaz the girl remained puzzled for a while but that feeling lasted only until she resumed her daily chores at the palace and by the time the sun disappeared behind the hills into a pool of reddish light she had forgotten all about it. The day after ... Morning came soon and Maniya leaped out of bed as soon as the first rays of light made their way inside her small, deplorable and almost empty bedchamber. She rapidly put on the gray, stripped dress and cream-colored veil she always wore and was about to exit the room when the insistent mewing of a cat made her approach the only window of her room, with no curtains, no grating, no shutters - just a square shaped hole in the wall. On a higher ledge on the opposite building there was a cat, looking down directly at the girl and mewing as if asking for help. It was Nasmat, one of Bastet's sacred cats, but the girl did not know that back then and considered it just an ordinary cat. "Kitty, what's wrong?" she asked from the window. "Come down from there." But the cat wouldn't move and continued to mew at her. "Come on, it's easy. Just jump on that beam over there. It's right below you," the girl pointed towards a beam coming out of the wall. "What, are you stuck?" she asked when she saw that nothing would make the cat come down. "Don't make me come after you," she sighed deeply seeing how the cat kept mewing at her. Gathering the little courage she had in her, Maniya climbed out of the window onto a beam coming out of the wall, about two feet below. Praying to all the gods she knew, the girl stretched out her arms to maintain her balance and with small and very insecure steps she walked across the beam till she reached its end. Every inch of her body was shaking violently, knowing that there was a thirty feet distance to the ground, but she was looking straight forward, trying not to make any wrong moves. When she reached the end of the beam she realized that in order to get to the cat, she would have to jump forward and grab onto an upper beam, coming out of the wall in front of her. She cringed at the thought, and regretted her decision, wanting to go back but something inside her urged her to go on, not to mention the cat that seemed to be crying for help with her mewing. Putting her faith in the hands of the gods, Maniya jumped with her arms stretched forward, in order to grab the beam. Unfortunately she had forgot to take into consideration the ten feet distance between the two beams, plus the fact that her dress was too tight for her to make such a jump, and she fell about three feet down, when she somehow managed to grab onto another beam below. She hung from the beam for a while until her sweaty hands could not hold on anymore and she fell again, screaming. Luckily she landed on a canopy that served as a roof for the market place that stretched along the narrows alleys between the buildings but as soon as she made a move the linen tore apart and she fell flat on her face on the dusty, stone pathway. Groaning in pain and still shaking with fear, Maniya slowly raised her head from the ground when she heard the cat's mewing which, this time, sounded as if it was coming from somewhere very close. Pulling aside the strings of her messy hair that fell over her eyes she blinked a couple of times in total stupefaction when she saw the cat standing a few feet away from her. "Kitty? How did you ...... ?" Finding herself at a loss of words caused by the state she was in the girl instinctively looked upwards, towards the ledge where she had first seen the cat. Though it took her a fraction of a second to do this, when she looked back down the cat was nowhere to be seen. Several days later ... "You stole it. Admit it!" a tall, skinny woman, with a wrinkled face, dressed in elegant robes and wearing excessive jewelry and a turban on her head, also adorned with gold and precious jewels, barked at Maniya. "No! I swear, mistress. It is mine. A gift," the scared girl tried to defend herself, clutching in her hand the pendant, representing the profile of a sited cat, which a mysterious woman by the name of Navaz had given her and which she now wore around her neck, on a string made of thin rope. "You cannot possibly expect me to believe the lies of a pathetic servant. Guards! Guards!" she yelled with all her strength and two guards rushed into the room. "This servant has been caught stealing from my belongings. Take her to the dungeons and give her the proper punishment, then lock her up." Hearing such orders Maniya entered a state of utter shock that prevented her from reacting in any way or even thinking. She knew very well knew that anyone caught stealing had their right hand caught off, but if she was accused of stealing from a noble woman of the court then it was very likely she could be hanged afterwards. As she saw the guars approaching, their eyes glistening with fury, Maniya did the only thing that her instincts told her to do, she ran. Bursting through a smaller door at the other side of the room, hidden by red curtains, Maniya reached a corridor and desperately ran along it, as fast as she could, striving to outrun the two stronger men. Turning left and right, looking back at the guards rather than where she was going, fate made it so that she reached a balcony from which it was impossible to escape. Desperate as she was, seeing the guards approaching rapidly and shouting at her, Maniya made an attempt to straddle the banister, not knowing herself how she could escape if the ground was barely visible from the impressive height where she stood. The banister, however, proved to be very difficult to straddle for someone who wore a long dress, not vaporous like silk but rough and tight like a sack. But just as she sat there on the banister, one leg almost over it and the other hanging in the air, she heard a familiar sound, a mewing. Looking above the archway door of the balcony, she saw sitting above it, on a girder, the cat she had once tried to rescue and which afterwards disappeared without a trace. The cat was looking straight at her and mewing insistently, which distracted Maniya's attention and she did not hear one guard shouting 'Stop right there, thief' or see the other aiming his bow at her and releasing an arrow that did not hit her, but swished past her ear, which, ironically, proved to be fatal for her. She instinctively threw her head backwards to avoid being hit, but unconsciously she also removed her hand from the banister, thus losing her balance. Her heart was pounding furiously, her entire being was filled with a terrifying fear and her eyes swum in tears when she felt her body slipping backwards and her hands could no longer reach the banister and grab hold of it. Still gazing at the cat that was now starring back in silence, she whispered desperately with trembling lips "Help me!" and then she fell. The guards rushed towards the banister and looked down, watching the girl's body shrink from sight as she fell from the great height of the palace's upmost levels and plunged into the river that flowed along the foundation of the structure in that less accessible area of the city, near the defensive walls. Morning of the following day ... Warm, golden rays of the sun invaded the small chamber filling it with soft, morning light. Maniya frowned when the rays tickled her eyes, disturbing her from her slumber. Without opening them, she stretched her arms and afterwards proceeded to turn on her right side, only that when she did so she found herself slipping down from what she thought to be her bed, and collapsing to the ground from a height of six feet. She woke up on the spot and jumped to her feet, looking perplexed. The place from which she had fallen was a supporting wooden grind, where apparently she had been sleeping. Casting a glance at the floor just below the window she noticed her usual outfit lying there, soaking wet and full of mud. She on the other hand was shinning clean, her skin and hair carrying a scent of sweet perfumes. But what astonished her the most were her clothes, all colourful and silky and rather revealing. The silver pendant now hang at her neck on a exquisitely designed silver chain and she also wore earrings, bracelets and rings made of gold or silver, some even adorned with precious gems. The sound of footsteps outside her door made her turn and as she was starring at the door concentrated, wondering who was approaching and would probably enter her room, for a split second something odd happened. She thought she had seen, through the door, the shinning white form, like an aura, of the person approaching. Before she could ponder on it further, the door burst open and Delasa entered, looking very concerned. "Maniya, what has ......?" she began but was struck dumb upon seeing the girl's new appearance. "Dear me, what is this? Where did you get all of these? Gods be merciful, you didn't ...... steal them, did you?" "Aaaa ......," Maniya was also speechless, realizing she had absolutely no memory of how she came to possess such expensive belongings. "I ...... don't know." "Where were you yesterday? I was so worried. I had to make preparations for the celebration and ......," Delasa began but was interrupted by Maniya, who all of a sudden remembered she also had important chores to do for the summer solstice celebration that took place at the palace. "The celebration! I almost forgot," Maniya shouted and ran to the door, but was stopped by Delasa. "Where are you going?" "There is still much to be done and so little time before the celebration begins." "My dear, the celebration was yesterday," Delasa explained to her, puzzled by her attitude. Maniya starred at her, looking very confused, when suddenly she once again heard the familiar mew. Running to the window and looking down in the street below she saw the same cat she had once attempted to rescue, looking back at her. Possibly out of the desperate need to find some answers Maniya left the room in a hurry, pushing past Delasa without saying a word and ran into the street, searching for the cat, which had once again vanished from sight. She did however have the inspiration to grab a cloak and a veil and cover herself fully if she did not take the time to remove all the jewelry that would most certainly make her a target of suspicion since she came out of the servants' dwelling. In any case it would not have been wise to leave those expensive things with Delasa, lest she could be accused of theft. The mewing rang again in Maniya's ears and she immediately knew where to look to find the cat. She saw it at the end of the alley, sitting on top of a basket. The dizziness and anxiety that possessed her body prevented her from wondering how she had been able to hear so clearly the mewing of the cat, when there was a great distance between the two of them, and the alley packed with stalls and counters was crowded with people buying and selling, walking about and making great tumult. Following the cat further on Maniya did not realize when she had reached the more sumptuous neighborhoods of the city, situated in the vicinity of the Great Tower. She ran after it through narrow, winding streets, then came to a stop after making a left turn and finding herself before the beautifully decorated entrance doors of one of the mansions in the area, the cat once again being out of sight. She pondered for a while, hopping to hear the cat again, but nothing happened this time, except for the doors opening just as she was about to head back. Curiosity made her approach and she saw that there was no one there who could have opened them. Stepping over the threshold she entered a small interior court designed and decorated in a mixture of Persian, Arabian and Egyptian styles, with arabesques, coloured tiles and mosaics. In the middle there was a fountain, and on the sides many flowerpots adorned the court, some of them accommodating trailing plants, which stretched on the pillars that were supporting the balcony above. "I've been expecting you," Maniya heard a woman's voice speaking to her left, as she was gazing upwards at the exceptionally carved screen windows, and the coloured, transparent curtains. "Navaz?" said Maniya, recognizing the woman who nodded in response. "I knew you would come, when you were ready." "What do you mean?" the girl frowned in confusion. "Follow me." The girl did as told and they both entered an even more beautifully adorned room, with chairs, sofas, a low table and bookcases, on the ground as well as on a high wooden platform, for the room was as tall as two. The stone walls were of a simple cream colour, but the multicoloured drapes, curtains and flowers, as well as some simple green plants, compensated for the lack of tiles. However, what really surprised Maniya was the great number of cats, about fifteen, that moved across the room or simply laid somewhere on a comfortable cushion. Even more bizarre, when she entered the room, all the cats rushed to her, mewing and fawning on her. Only one cat stood still, looking straight at her, the one she had been following. "Her name is Nasmat. She is a Mau, a rare Egyptian breed," Navaz explained as she walked towards the staircase that led to the platform. Maniya walked behind her and stopped when she stopped, in front of a shelf upon which there was a statuette of a woman with the head of a cat. "The Egyptian goddess Bastet," Navaz began to tell her. "The Maus are sacred to Bastet, they are her messengers. Bastet is a rarity, goddess of the moon, and of the sun. She represents the duality in all women: docile, yet aggressive, nurturing, yet ferocious." "But, why are you telling me all this? What has it got to do with me, I mean ......?" Maniya was both impressed and confused. "What happened the other night?" Navaz interrupted her, surprising her at the same time with her question. "I ...... don't remember." "Do you want me to tell you?" "Yes," Maniya said promptly, very eager to see what the response would be, to find out answers, both concerning her situation, and concerning the woman who seemed to know more about her than she herself knew. "You died," Navaz gave her a simple answer, but one that shook her entire being. "What? ...... I didn't die, I mean look at me, I'm right here," Maniya could not prevent herself from laughing at the absurdity of the words the woman had uttered. "You died ......, but you were reborn." "Oh, you're crazy! You are crazy cat lady," Maniya spoke frightened this time, seeing how Navaz stuck firmly to her explanation and starred at her very oddly, with wide opened eyes. "Bastet knew your fate. That's why she tested you, to see if you were worthy of a gift she could give you, a gift that could change your life ......," as she spoke, Navaz approached Maniya with slow paces, while the girl backed away in fear, until she reached the edge of the platform, for there was no banister, only six cylindrical pillars that connected the ceiling with the floor bellow. " ...... and give you a new one," the woman concluded just as Maniya turned to face her again, and stretched her right arm towards Maniya's chest, pushing her gently, but enough to make the girl loose her balance and fall. What followed was something that amazed Maniya beyond words. While she was falling, without even realizing it, she turned in mid air and landed safely on all fours imitating perfectly the graceful moves of a feline. Forgetting even to stand up, she looked back at Navaz and even though she found herself incapable of composing a single phrase her pleading eyes desperately demanded an explanation. "You're not alone child. There have been others before you," Navaz told her, hoping to calm her down and make her accept things as they were. "What has happened to me?" "The goddess Bastet has chosen you to be her emissary on earth, to do what she commands and in so doing assuring the triumph of light over darkness, of justice over lawfulness, bringing order where there is chaos and maintaining the natural balance of things, without which our world would fall apart," Navaz spoke while descending the staircase and coming to stand in front of Maniya, who had also stood up from the floor. "You speak of the impossible. This is not a task to be appointed to a common mortal." "But you are no longer a common mortal. You died as a common mortal, but you were reborn as a child of the Goddess of Light, who has passed on to you some of her most precious gifts. You are no more tied to this world." "What does that mean?" "It means that you are no longer contained by the rules of society. You follow your own desires. This is both a blessing and a curse. You will often be alone and misunderstood, but you will experience a freedom other women will never know. You are a daughter of Bastet and therefore possess some of her most powerful attributes: every sight, every smell, every sound, incredibly heightened, fierce and independent, total confidence, inhuman reflexes." "So, I'm not Maniya anymore?" she asked on a trembling voice. "You are Maniya ...... ," she began and then she walked to a nearby table from which she took something covered in a black cloth, which she held with both hands in front of Maniya as she continued " ...... and you are a daughter of Bastet." Removing the cloth with one hand she revealed a beautiful and rather delicate looking dagger, with a thin, curved blade and a silver hilt, shaped in form of the goddess Bastet, a woman in a tight, long dress, with the head of a cat and her arms crossed over her chest. "This is the sacred dagger that only the emissary of Bastet may carry. Now it is yours. It is your destiny." Navaz looked into Maniya's eyes for a brief moment and saw that she was still frightened. "Accept it child. You spent a lifetime caged. By accepting who you are, all of who you are, you can be free...... and freedom is power." "I have never wielded a weapon before," Maniya reached forth reluctantly to touch the weapon. "Bastet is your mother and your protector. A part of her is within you, guiding your every move and you will often find yourself doing things you had so far not even thought possible." Maniya took the dagger in her hands and as she examined it she also tried to put everything together, to better understand what had happened to her and most importantly, what was to become of her. Then she realized something and looked up to Navaz full of sorrow. "Where am I to go? I cannot go back, resume my old life." "I too am a servant of Bastet and therefore a servant of her daughter. Whatever is mine, from now on is also yours. The daughter of Bastet is welcomed to call my house her own for as long as she wishes."

Since these have sadly had to become a common sight in the wonderful world of collaborative writing known as role play, here are mine.~Disclaimer- I am not the person you see in the pictures used on this page. Though sometimes I might wish I was... alas I am not. I never have claimed to be them, nor will I ever. Their sole reason for existing on this profile is to give a face to the character, nothing more than that.~As of Feb. 2009 this character was brought back from hiatus by me at the request of a very dear friend. He's put up with me through most of my time in RP, so I couldn't turn down the chance to help him out. Keeping that in mind Tenel Ka hasn't been in much RP as the original profile I used for her died out within a few weeks after I accepted the story line she was supposed to take part in. I will be a bit rusty in my writing for awhile until I get used to playing the part of Tenel, I ask that you try to bare with me. I'm not new to this as I've already stated, but that doesn't mean I'm not open to hearing friendly advice from those I interact with for the means of improving my writing.Tenel Ka Djo is first and foremost a Jedi as well as Queen Mother of Hapes. She won't become a Sith or a Dark Jedi, you can feel free to tempt her in that direction though as long as we talk about the story line you have in mind before hand. I'm always willing to entertain an interesting story for my character.Relationships... I love them I'll enter into them but only on a friendship level. Tenel Ka won't be having any love interests more than likely. Trust me boys it'll take a lot to manage to woo her into falling in love with you. Feel free to try but don't take it personal if she laughs at you and tells you to get lost. She was burned once by the love of her life... she more than likely won't be testing those waters again. Her life is dedicated to her daughter, Hapes, and the Jedi.Drama... I love drama that takes place that helps a story line along, making it interesting for all of those involved. After all what good is a story if it doesn't have at least some kind of drama or angst in it? Drama that takes place outside of that, such as attempts to pit people against one another OOC.... take it somewhere else. If I see it or hear of it I won't hesitate to check your name and hit the delete button. It gets bloody annoying very quickly, so I'm cutting it off at the pass with this warning.New to Rp? Don't be afraid to talk to me I don't bite. I'll gladly try to help you learn your character if that is what you need, help you improve your writing style in anyway I can, and help you expand from short comments that only have a sentence or two, to multi-parter comments. All you have to do is get up the courage to ask me. Too many of the vet's turn the new generation of RPers away by ignoring their pleas for help or by being a stuck up snot and not talking to them at all because they can't keep up with those of us used to multi-para/novella writing styles. I was new to Rping once... I admit I was horrid when it came to putting the concept into practice. But with the help of a few friends that weren't afraid to bare with me and give me a chance to prove myself I got better. Let's bring back the old ways of RP, so that the new generation may enjoy it as much as we did.Tenel is my character, allow me to decide her actions, her retorts to your character, and how she'll use her abilities in whatever situation she happens to be in at that moment. Don't auto her, treat her as your puppet, or godmode with her. She isn't invincible and neither are you. With that in mind depending on the situation she'll take damage where appropriate I expect the same out of you. Otherwise you'll find that I get rather annoyed and remove myself from the situation by use of the delete key should you be unwilling to resolve the issue. Also I warn you my Tenel Ka will not follow established Cannon very closely... Got a problem with that, get over it now so we can possibly enjoy a rp together, if you can't handle that then I hope you remember where the door is because I won't uphold Cannon just for you as it bores me to no end to stick to it to the letter.Roleplay with my character will take place in blogs and comments only. Send me a starter or a reply in messages I'll send it back to you advising you to put it in one of the two places I've reserved for that. If your comments/blogs aren't working and you inform me of that.... I might make an exception to the rule for you but only until they are working again.I can be long winded when inspiration strikes that being said you might find a multi-part comment on your page. While I'd like you to try to keep up in length I don't require it. The detail put into it is far more important to me. Detail after all is what keeps a story moving, not the length of your writing.When it comes to replies... don't badger me. I have something of a life outside of roleplayer, that takes presidance over my writing. If you don't like that I apologize, but that's just the way it is. I will try my best to get back to everyone I'm involved in a storyline or Rp with as quickly as I can. Also keep in mind I work 80+ hours a week for six months out of the year so sometimes you may have to wait awhile before I'm able to reply. Don't like it? Tough deal with it or get lost. I've been around in rp long enough to know if a person can't understand that RL takes priority over RP then I don't need or want the stress of having them around. Though if it has been a few days to a week shoot me a message to remind me, I won't bite your head off. Should you start hounding me you'll find out how mean I can get followed by your deletion. I don't need the grief nor the stress, so bugger off with it.

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