An unusual entry

[jaffer]

The odd sound of metal jingling can be heard at the outskirts of the dinosaur Olympics. Almost as though thousand of metal scales were bouncing off each other.
Anyone who would care to look would get quite a shock. There, approaching the parade grounds, was a raptor, a meat eater. And as if that wouldn’t cause enough of a stir, this particular raptor was wearing armour, and it fitted him rather well.
The keen of eyes would have yet a third shock. The approaching figure was carrying a weapon, a blade on the end of a pole. The flat of the blade occasionally making a clear twang as it struck the armour on the back of the raptor, where the weapon was stored.
Approaching the nearest group, the raptor bowed, inadvertently giving the onlookers a clear view of the nicks, and scratches on the razer sharp blade.
“Hello.” The raptor spoke as he rose from the bow,
“My name is Jaffer.” He moved his head around, looking at the sights around him.
“Is this the dinosaur olympics?” He asked,
“I was told that I could enter my creations for judgement in competitions here. Is that true?” The raptors eyes seemed to lighten a shade as he patted a small rucksack that was hanging over his left shoulder, the sound of metal jingling inside could be easily heard.

[rex290]

A stanger wearing US Army issue BDUs, and a Dragon Skin armored vest, a black rucksack on his back and his custom M-4 Carbine with under barrel shotgun hanging off his right shoulder, his eyes are bright green, his hair is jet black, long claw marks can be seen on his tan body "names Rex, are there any games for EX-Miltary person here"

[jaffer]

((This is a donitopian RP, I think you may be a little out. sorry)

[rex290]

OOC: there have been reports of humans landing Dinotopia with weapons that work, for example, the movie Dinotopia and The Mini Series both had weapon in them, so it kind safe to say soldier washing up on Dinotopia with 90% of his gear is unlikely but possible, but i can leave this rp if u want me to kk

[jaffer]

OOC: Wow. I need to find that miniseries then, I only know the books...

[Thundertail]

OCC: Miniseries can be found on Ebay, or the many sites all over Google.
(I got the series and the movie!)
If you look on ToP, I'm writing a sequel to the series! (Sort of! LOL!)
(Tyranosaur's point of view!)
called; 'Empire of the carnivores' (Part 1 is done, working on part 2!) ;D

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PS: Can anyone add to your RP?

[Thundertail]

FLIT:

Name: Flit

Species: Microraptor

Gender: Male

Age: 37

Appearance: This semi-feathered saurian is plumed with blue and red feathers, and has a long tufted tail. He flies, or rather glides, from place to place; grabbing height from anything or anyone within his hundred and fifty yard flying range. When he travels he carries a small pouch containing a small root digger he uses to obtain insects for food from rotted logs or the leafy ground litter. He speaks his own language and saurian; but likes to speak the human tongues in rhyme. He loves contests of skill and strength, more as a spectator than a participant; and loves best to officiate at such events.

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IC: Flit, the Dinosaur Olympics

The crowd gathered around these formidable looking creatures, and many bellowed concern. Weapons at the olympics? This was unheard of! Just then, clinging to the neck of a Bracheosaur holding an end of a tightrope, a skittish creature squawked and chittered, and suddenly leapt to the air.

"No, no, no, no, no!", it chittered as it flew. "The ones with weapons must go!"

Flit swooped and flipped, ending up dangling on the muzzle of the rifle the soldier was carrying. "Weapons are enemies, even to thier owners!", he said to him, then looked at the other weapon carrying saurian. "One bit of anger and all of us are goners!"

The tiny feathered creature spread his misshapen wings. "I say that we should send them on thier way!", Flit leapt onto the neck of a passing Parasorolophus. "One wrong move and they'll surely ruin our day!", he climbed onto the creature's crest and leapt back to the leg of the Bracheosaur he was on.

TAG: any and all!

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[rex290]

"indeed, weapons are enemies to ppl who dont know how to use them, as for me, i was trained by the greatest country in the world, the United States of America, i've been in few battles and wars as SF, which mean Special Forces, and also i have no intentions of useing my weapon against anyone here, i just came from the Rainy Basin, thats where it comes in handy" said Rex pointing at few claw marks on his bare arms.

[Thundertail]

IC: Flit, the Dinosaur Olympics.

The Microraptor considered the words the pair had said from where he perched, and the others there did as well. "If both of you promise to remain good, you may stay in our wood.", Flit said at last, then dived to the ground among the other participants. "Make your answer, yay or nay. Do we agree to let them stay?"

The dinosaurs and humans that gathered round, debated and discussed this for many moments. It was at last decided they could stay and participate if they put down thier weapons and compete like civilized Dinotopians. This decision was totally against Flit's opinion, but he was only one voice among hundreds!

"If the rest of you agree they can stay, who am I to get in the way?", but then Flit turned to them and scowled. "If they make trouble, let it be on your head!", he squeaked. "It's just that weapons fill me with dread!"

Flit hopped to the new, armed contestants. "Can you run, ride or jump a fence?", Flit asked them, they nodded. "Then I say let the games commence!"

TAG: One and all!

[rex290]

Rex nodded droping his ruck sack and weapon on the ground, as he took off his armor his bare tan skin under the armor was scared up for blades, gun shot wounds and claw marks.

Few seconds later his was digging through his ruck looking for vest to put "run, yes, climb fences yes, ride dino, never tried it, could be any any hard then wrestleing a 20 foot croc"

[jaffer]

OOC: sorry for the late reply, I havn't been on in a little while.

IC: Jaffer looked at the flying donosaur, a smile coming along his face.
"I agree with you, weapons are enemies, even to there owners. But I do not carry any weapons, I simply carry tools of my art."

The raptor looked around, suprised that these people would consider his blade a weapon.
"I am here to compete in the competitions of craft, and dance. And I appologise, but my naganata is part of my dance, and it can't be left behind."

[Thundertail]

OCC: We need more participants to make this RP come alive! Anyone else out there care to join? (I don't think Jeffer minds you just jumping in. After all, jumping might be part of the Dinosaur Olympics! LOL!)

OCC: I thought, to spice things up, we could make up some more characters! Sound like a good idea? If so, and if any of you can't think of any right now; I can make one up for you real quick!

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THUN

Name: Thun

Species: Bracheosaurus

Age: 67

Gender: Male

Appearance: Thun is a strong and hard working creature, 80 feet long and standing 65 feet tall; and weighing in at over 40 tons (He stopped counting!). He joined the Olympics this year as a roustabout, but had entered the singing competition at the end of the events. Being one of the biggest creatures there, he fears none of the contestants, carnivore or herbavore! Mild mannered with others yet brash when among his own kind, sometimes he volunteers to be here just for the show!

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IC: Flit, Thun, the Dinosaur Olympics.

Flit looked down from his Bracheosaur perch at the new contestants, glad he was up here where it was safe. He knew, being little like he was, that the only safe place being around ones larger than himself was some place well out of the reach of thier hoofs! The human had relinquished his weapons and hard shell, but the Veloceraptor insisted that his hard shell and blade were part of an act of sorts. An unusual thing it may be, but there was a dance competition later on in the events; and he had heard that Veloceraptors had some very unusual dances indeed!...

"Don't worry, little buddy!", Thun rumbled. "They won't make any trouble."

"Their love of competition I do not mind.", Flit told him. "Just thier lack of morals offensive I find!"

"Well, if they do anything wrong, I can always stomp them!", Thun returned.

"We will see what benefit they bring.", said Flit. "But to hurt them, you'll do no such thing!"

Just then a quartet of dragon horns sounded the Olympic anthem from somewhere unseen across the competition grounds, and all eyes turned to the music. Parades of human participants garbed in colorful finery marched out into the arena, outpaced and pranced around by fleet footed saurians twirling ribbions and throwing confetti. After those, scores of larger saurian contestants strutted out to join the ceremony. Applaud and multispecies cheering engulfed the air as the horns ceased thier music, and all the contestants bowed in unison as the arena filled with thier number...

TAG: One and all!...

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[rex290]

Rex stood there not bowing, but just gave a nod to the ppl

[jaffer]

OOC: anyone is welcome to join in.
By the way, what with tagging your post's at the end with "one and all"?

IC: Jaffer, the Dinosaur Olympics

Jaffer turned his head to watch the parade, glad for the distraction.
The raptor bowed and took his leave. Walking, at a fair pace though, towards the crafting judges. After several words were exchanged, the raptor bowed and left a small pouch with the judge, who carefully placed it alongside several other covered entries.

The raptor then moved to a group of blacksmiths, after several minutes of conversation regarding Jaffer’s armor, mostly talking about how the design was similar to those used by travellers going through the rainy basin, the raptor bowed and turned to leave, once again leaving a small pouch with them.

Jaffer’s final destination was the dancing stage. By this time a small crowd had collected around the popular event. Upon seeing the armoured and armed meat eater, the crowd backed away a little, letting the raptor through. The judge, a rather scared looking protoceratops, held his head high as Jaffer approached the podium he was standing on. Jaffer opened his mouth to talk, but the protoceratops cut him off,
“I’m guessing you would like to enter the dance competition, hmm? Well I’m sorry, but I can’t let you perform while carrying such a weapon as that.” The protoceratops’s deep voice was shaking a little as he made his ultimatum.
“This is not a weapon..” Jaffer replied,
“This is simply a tool. You all use tools everyday. Take a sickle that you use to cut wheat, is it not a blade?” The raptor asked.
“It may be, but it is used to gather food, it’s a tool, not a weapon..” The protoceratops said, his resolve a little shaken at the question posed to him. Jaffer smiled and nodded.
“You would never dream of turning a sickle against another, or the knife you use to cut your bread, or the axe you use to cut wood… It’s just the same with me and my tool, I use it to weave my dance. I simply wish to dance in the competition.”

The protoceratops thought over the raptors words for several moments, a small crowd had gathered at the words, listening to the debate. After what felt like a week to Jaffer, the small protoceratops nodded his head.
“Alright, you may enter the dance competition. Good luck.” As the protoceratops finished, a small cheer came from the gathered crowd.

Jaffer smiled and bowed, speaking a simple phrase.
“Thankyou. Breath Deep, Seek Peace.”

[Thundertail]

OCC: Tagging posts like that means 'I'm done, anyone is next.' (Sometimes it means the one tagged is next. Like 'TAG: Anyname'.). At least that's the way it's done in other RP's. We don't need to do it that way if you don't want to!

IC: Flit, Thun, The Dinosaur Olympics.

Flit listened to the music and saw the dancing. He was so excited he dropped from Thun's neck and swooped over to where the Ring Riders were preparing for thier event. This event excited him most of all, so he visited every stable and watched as each Deinocheirus was prepared for thier performance; handlers grooming them out and placing the tandem saddles on thier backs. He could not help but offer his advice to the dinosaur or help the handler by pointing out a loose or twisted strap. After a while Flit moved from the stables to see if the track was set up properly...

Thun, on the other hoof, stayed where he was. He was merely a prop at this stage in the Olympics, volunteering to hold up the tightrope for the act of performers down on the ground preparing for thier highwire act. He just stood still with the rope in his mouth and tied around his head for support - and hoped to the fates that he didn't sneeze during the act!...

[rex290]

looks at Flit "so where is this running/climbing fences thing at"

[Thundertail]

IC: Flit, The dinosaur Olympics.

Flit clung to a banner near the starting line watching the pretty banners flying in the breeze. The Ring Rider track was set up like it was traditionally done, and he needed not worry about it. Suddenly a human below called his name, and he nearly lost his purchase on the banner! It was that human with the weapons, now without them.

"To compete like you're one of us, one must go and tell a judge.", Flit told him. "You must tell them events liked best, then they'll tell you all the rest.", he pointed with a clawed wing to where the other newcomer went.

Flit tilted his head in thought. "By the way, Dolphinback human, what events think you are good in?"...

[jaffer]

OOC: I know this is a rather long post, but I couldn't stop myself once I started.

IC: Jaffer, Dinosaur Olympics

The raptor made his way to one of the viewing platforms overlooking the ring race. Saurians and humans alike were cheering as the riders and their dinosaurs made a slow lap of the track, waving to the crowd. Jaffer stood in the back, stretching his neck to look over the others on the platform.

One rider struck Jaffer as a particularly fit woman. She looked to be a little taller then the average human, her arms were a little more muscular, and her shoulders broad. Listening in on the conversations around him, Jaffer managed to pick up titbits of information about the riders.
“She’s one of the favourites, and it’s her first Olympics..” A voice said.
“I hear she got every ring during the qualifier round.” Another responded.
“But don’t forget, it’s most rings AND the fastest.” A third voice chimed in.
“But if she gets every ring, she can afford to come in second at the finish line and still win.” The first voice spoke back.
There conversations continued, moving to tactics and strategies for winning the event. Jaffer didn’t much care for the strategies, he was more interested in watching the event.

After the riders had finished their lap, they lined up on the start line. Several dinosaurs crouched low and gripped the ground with their claws, ready to give themselves a strong push of the line. The riders on those that crouched hung onto whatever they could. Looking down the line, I noticed the woman on the very outside of the track, her dinosaur standing tall.

A loud horn was blown and the race started. One of the crouching dinosaurs was already out of the race, he had pushed off with such force, that his riders had lost their grip, and were sitting in a pile of dust at the start line. Looking down the field, I saw that one of the crouching dinosaurs was in the lead, it’s shoulders held low as it raced ahead of the pack. The ride was hard for the riders, as they tried to collect hoops, missing more then they collected.

Further back was the woman I noticed, her dinosaur was running at a steady pace in the pack, sitting about fourth or fifth. They remained in that position for the whole race, bur her aim was true, she only missed one ring of the twenty that were on the track. As the judges compared times and the number of collected rings, the riders and dinosaurs smiled and shared a cool drink. One of the dinosaurs going as far as to jump into a nearby pond, a childish grin on his face.

One of the judges ascended a podium and called out across the crowd, who quickly hushed at his call.
“The judges have decided on the winners for this competition. In first place, with seventeen rings, and one hundred and eighteen pendulum swings; Nathan, with his dinosaur and partner, Eesha and Erica.” The crowd cheered as the winners stepped onto the podium. They had wreaths placed on their heads and collections of flowers handed to them. A couple of small flying dinosaurs circled above, carrying baskets filled with confetti, letting it fall down onto the stage.

The judge continued to call names and places, each was met with a cheer. The woman I had noticed had come in third, her time had been to slow compared that of the leaders, that her large number of rings couldn’t make it up. Jaffer weaved his way off the platform, and moved back towards the dance event, noting that a large number of people were moving to it also.

[rex290]

Rex walked up to the judge "so where is the running and fence climbing area at", you want to run and do the obstical course then right, its off to ur left sir" said the judge.

with quick nod he started walk over to the track first, seeing few dino and humans getting ready for the run.

Rex started to stretch, while the humans and dinos watch him closely

[Thundertail]

OCC: Excellent post Jaffer! You too, Rex!

IC: Flit... Thun... The Dinosaur Olympics.

After his chat with the strange human, the other officials came out onto the Ring Riding track. One got to the center and raised his saurian arms, and all the contestants, now mounted with thier twin human team, got into a line behind the start mark. Flit was already in his spot, for he was to judge who won the race! The other official lowered his arms, and the sound of running saurian feet was deafening! The contest was over in a matter of moments, and one of the favorites won that heat; and this team also won the next three as well! Flit fluttered and squawked his excitement along with the crowd; so much so that he could hardly keep his perch at the finish line!

Flit saw the human, trying to find the event that was best for him; and saw that he was having difficulties at the task. Flit knew there was an obstacle course event later on, and the former soldier would no doubt give his expertise in that event. He looked out onto the grounds at all the spectators, and the Dinosaur Olympics never had such a grand turnout! Thun was still standing on his spot holding the tightrope; but as flit was officiating the Ring Riders, he missed the highwire competition! He was sure that Thun would tell him all about it; and soon as handlers were climbing him, removing all his harnesses. Flit would make sure and not miss Thun at the singing contest at sundown!...