[b]Curling[/b]
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Gudrun is pleased to be captaining the clan Curling team. They have been working very hard the past few weeks, practicing for hours every day on the ice. He steps onto the ice confidently, ready to glide the stone toward the target.
Curling
Gudrun is pleased to be captaining the clan Curling team. They have been working very hard the past few weeks, practicing for hours every day on the ice. He steps onto the ice confidently, ready to glide the stone toward the target.
[b]Curling
Mixed Doubles[/b]
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[center][b]Ciara and Fergus, [i]A Power Couple[/i][/b][/center]
Ciara and Fergus just couldn't contain their excitement. They flew around each other in circles and instinctively coiled their tails together in hopes of stopping their jitters. Fergus is normally more calm and collected than this but when Ciara is around he can't help but feel more alive.
[i]"I hope we do well,"[/i] Ciara confessed [i]"Our opponents are looking pretty confident... And look at how still most of them are!" [/i]
[i]"Of course we'll do well, Ciara! We've been practicing for what feels like ages. And even if we don't do so well there's always next year. I'm just happy to be here, aren't you?"[/i]
Ciara smiled, [i]"Of course I'm happy to be here... But that's enough sharing our feelings. It's time to get our heads in the game."[/i] Almost instantly the two spirals stopped moving and discussed their game tactics while waiting to be called down.
Curling
Mixed Doubles
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Ciara and Fergus, A Power Couple
Ciara and Fergus just couldn't contain their excitement. They flew around each other in circles and instinctively coiled their tails together in hopes of stopping their jitters. Fergus is normally more calm and collected than this but when Ciara is around he can't help but feel more alive.
"I hope we do well," Ciara confessed
"Our opponents are looking pretty confident... And look at how still most of them are!"
"Of course we'll do well, Ciara! We've been practicing for what feels like ages. And even if we don't do so well there's always next year. I'm just happy to be here, aren't you?"
Ciara smiled,
"Of course I'm happy to be here... But that's enough sharing our feelings. It's time to get our heads in the game." Almost instantly the two spirals stopped moving and discussed their game tactics while waiting to be called down.
Be Their Light
[center][u][b]LUGE[/b][/u]
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Although she doesn’t look like it, Savannah wholeheartedly believes she can do extremely well in the lunge event. Her large wings allowing her to add speed to the start and her small profile making wind resistance less of a problem. Being born of ice she remembered her childhood, sliding across the ice with her siblings. Her happy memories made her even more passionate for the sport. It was her turn and while her competitors were nervous she started off as comfortable as if she had already won. She would have been very happy for whatever she got.[/center]
LUGE
Although she doesn’t look like it, Savannah wholeheartedly believes she can do extremely well in the lunge event. Her large wings allowing her to add speed to the start and her small profile making wind resistance less of a problem. Being born of ice she remembered her childhood, sliding across the ice with her siblings. Her happy memories made her even more passionate for the sport. It was her turn and while her competitors were nervous she started off as comfortable as if she had already won. She would have been very happy for whatever she got.
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Clan Helianthe
She/Her || +2 FR Time || Wind || Lore Lair || #144517
Perpetually busy insomiac in love with D&D, ARPGs & Dragons
Screaming over there is my constant mood, Helios
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Ski Jumping
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For all everyone called her 'Ice-colored,' she really didn't think she fit in with the locals. Her call to Nature was too strong, even as she currently hailed from wind. It didn't seem to matter though, as she spotted others that just - well, it looked like even eternal snow would melt in their way! It was hard for her to understand why her new friends pushed her towards this event. She had only even visited wind in order to practice in the crescendo, the push was completely self induced, and the fight was against the air currents, not against gravity! She didn't understand how it was expected to not use her wings for the extra push, or the panic, and as she watched the Ski Jumping of the past two days, she saw that not everyone adhered to that rule as strictly as they should. Some leeway, it seemed, would be expected. It was a relief, and when she practiced she kept that in mind, and tried her best not to use them for any extra support. The harsh winds were always on their side, propelling them while sheer acceleration prompted them to go further and further. It would be an exhilarating jump.
Ski Jumping
For all everyone called her 'Ice-colored,' she really didn't think she fit in with the locals. Her call to Nature was too strong, even as she currently hailed from wind. It didn't seem to matter though, as she spotted others that just - well, it looked like even eternal snow would melt in their way! It was hard for her to understand why her new friends pushed her towards this event. She had only even visited wind in order to practice in the crescendo, the push was completely self induced, and the fight was against the air currents, not against gravity! She didn't understand how it was expected to not use her wings for the extra push, or the panic, and as she watched the Ski Jumping of the past two days, she saw that not everyone adhered to that rule as strictly as they should. Some leeway, it seemed, would be expected. It was a relief, and when she practiced she kept that in mind, and tried her best not to use them for any extra support. The harsh winds were always on their side, propelling them while sheer acceleration prompted them to go further and further. It would be an exhilarating jump.
[b]Luge[/b]
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Amanita had spent most of the trip up the Luge mountain griping to her overly fluffy mate. Ypestis nodded sympathetically, but was undeterred. She was skilled at determining when Amanita truly didn't want to do something, and when she needed to grouch for posterity. This was the latter. The mirror smiled to herself when she thought Ypestis couldn't see her looking. "-you're really the best choice for this sport," the tundra was saying. "What's that called-oh, wind resistance! You don't have much of that. "
"Heh, I guess I am pretty streamlined."
"Yeah!"
"Think I'll win, Pest?"
"Maybe! Even if you don't, it'll be fun!"
Amanita gently knocked her head into Ypestis's shoulder. "If you say so."
Ypestis grinned. "I do!"
At the top of the chute, Amanita allowed herself one glance back at her mate, who smiled and waved. She also seemed to be holding a sign cheering her on. "Team Amanita!a" was written in large l3tters, with hearts of varying sizes filling the rest of the paper. Amanita laughed. Her mate was nothing if not enthusiastic. "For you, Pest!" she called before slipping into place. The chute was designed to fit mirrors with neighboring ones sized to snappers and faes. She lowered the safety suggested goggles over both pairs of eyes. She would rather not have to clear snow from her line of sight. One after another, dragons took off, and finally her signal fame. She tucked her wings in close, flattened her crest against her head, and launched herself down the shoot. The speed of it took her breath away momentarily, but she regained it, leaning through turns and reveling in the smooth motion. She allowed herself to smile, and then to screech in delight. No matter what anyone might say, Ypestis did know what she was talking about.
Luge
Amanita had spent most of the trip up the Luge mountain griping to her overly fluffy mate. Ypestis nodded sympathetically, but was undeterred. She was skilled at determining when Amanita truly didn't want to do something, and when she needed to grouch for posterity. This was the latter. The mirror smiled to herself when she thought Ypestis couldn't see her looking. "-you're really the best choice for this sport," the tundra was saying. "What's that called-oh, wind resistance! You don't have much of that. "
"Heh, I guess I am pretty streamlined."
"Yeah!"
"Think I'll win, Pest?"
"Maybe! Even if you don't, it'll be fun!"
Amanita gently knocked her head into Ypestis's shoulder. "If you say so."
Ypestis grinned. "I do!"
At the top of the chute, Amanita allowed herself one glance back at her mate, who smiled and waved. She also seemed to be holding a sign cheering her on. "Team Amanita!a" was written in large l3tters, with hearts of varying sizes filling the rest of the paper. Amanita laughed. Her mate was nothing if not enthusiastic. "For you, Pest!" she called before slipping into place. The chute was designed to fit mirrors with neighboring ones sized to snappers and faes. She lowered the safety suggested goggles over both pairs of eyes. She would rather not have to clear snow from her line of sight. One after another, dragons took off, and finally her signal fame. She tucked her wings in close, flattened her crest against her head, and launched herself down the shoot. The speed of it took her breath away momentarily, but she regained it, leaning through turns and reveling in the smooth motion. She allowed herself to smile, and then to screech in delight. No matter what anyone might say, Ypestis did know what she was talking about.
[size=4][b]Speed Skating[/b][/size]
[columns][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/159543/15954222.png[/img] [nextcol]Vereist calmly stood in the rink waiting for the race to start. He knew he was ready. He'd been practicing tons on the icy rivers strewn throughout the Southern Icefield. The thrill of the wind rushing past his face could only be matched with seeing himself edging past competitors. No one else in his clan had been able to keep up when he recruited them to race him, so he was confident that he'd have a good time at these Winter Games.[/columns]
Speed Skating
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Vereist calmly stood in the rink waiting for the race to start. He knew he was ready. He'd been practicing tons on the icy rivers strewn throughout the Southern Icefield. The thrill of the wind rushing past his face could only be matched with seeing himself edging past competitors. No one else in his clan had been able to keep up when he recruited them to race him, so he was confident that he'd have a good time at these Winter Games.
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Luge
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Adonis is ready for the games. He chose to participate in the Luge because of his long thin body. He goes down like lightning and some say they can see a bright flash of light when he starts off. He is easy to see against the light ice and his grin is unmistakable.
Luge
Adonis is ready for the games. He chose to participate in the Luge because of his long thin body. He goes down like lightning and some say they can see a bright flash of light when he starts off. He is easy to see against the light ice and his grin is unmistakable.
[center][u][b]SKI JUMPING[/b][/u]
[i]Taric
[size=2]and her bird friends[/size][/i]
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There were only two people now before her. She'd been watching the other competitors in silence, one by one jumping down the hill. Of course from up there she couldn't tell how far they ended up, but she was sure all of them had made good scores. Everyone was cheery and chit-chatting before their their turns came. She wasn't so social today. The nerves were kicking in again. Another one gone now, just one more before her. Could she really do it? She loved it, but it was so scary. It was the only way she could feel what the other dragons felt like when they opened up their wings and flew. It was the only way she could feel like all her little bird friends. And they had told her she could do it too. The one before her gone now too. It was time to get ready.
She sat down on the take-off bench on the ramp, adjusted her skiing glasses and waited for them to give her the green light. She could see down from here, so many dragons down there watching and cheering. Green light. She pushes herself up from the bench, let's go, and slides down the ramp. Fast, faster, she's going. And then the ramp ends, and she jumps. She always knew she could fly. And the birds are right there with her, flying next to her.
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SKI JUMPING
Taric
and her bird friends
There were only two people now before her. She'd been watching the other competitors in silence, one by one jumping down the hill. Of course from up there she couldn't tell how far they ended up, but she was sure all of them had made good scores. Everyone was cheery and chit-chatting before their their turns came. She wasn't so social today. The nerves were kicking in again. Another one gone now, just one more before her. Could she really do it? She loved it, but it was so scary. It was the only way she could feel what the other dragons felt like when they opened up their wings and flew. It was the only way she could feel like all her little bird friends. And they had told her she could do it too. The one before her gone now too. It was time to get ready.
She sat down on the take-off bench on the ramp, adjusted her skiing glasses and waited for them to give her the green light. She could see down from here, so many dragons down there watching and cheering. Green light. She pushes herself up from the bench, let's go, and slides down the ramp. Fast, faster, she's going. And then the ramp ends, and she jumps. She always knew she could fly. And the birds are right there with her, flying next to her.
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Sapphire raced to the rink were the speed skating was being held, her number held loosely in her mouth. There was nothing quite like the rush of adrenaline that traveling at potentially deadly velocities brought on. Hence why she was joining an event that had "speed" in the name. It was likely unwise decision to compete in an event this big with not prior practice at all, but as she had heard Redmoon say once, go big or go home.
Sapphire raced to the rink were the speed skating was being held, her number held loosely in her mouth. There was nothing quite like the rush of adrenaline that traveling at potentially deadly velocities brought on. Hence why she was joining an event that had "speed" in the name. It was likely unwise decision to compete in an event this big with not prior practice at all, but as she had heard Redmoon say once, go big or go home.
[B]Luge[/b]
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Tangaroa tried not to puff with pride as he moved to the top of the track with his sled. He'd been waiting impatiently for so long, and now was his chance. He'd do his clan proud, and more importantly, he'd impress Xibalba with a medal. Or so he hoped.
[I]Just like we did in practice...[/i] He positioned his sled and waited, preparing to strike off. The moment the horn blew, he sprang forward, launching off the platform with powerful kicks and pumps of his wings. He slammed himself down onto the sled, tail first, and held on tight. The air tried to grip his wings and crests, blowing them back, but he resisted as he hustled towards the bottom of the hill.
Luge
Tangaroa tried not to puff with pride as he moved to the top of the track with his sled. He'd been waiting impatiently for so long, and now was his chance. He'd do his clan proud, and more importantly, he'd impress Xibalba with a medal. Or so he hoped.
Just like we did in practice... He positioned his sled and waited, preparing to strike off. The moment the horn blew, he sprang forward, launching off the platform with powerful kicks and pumps of his wings. He slammed himself down onto the sled, tail first, and held on tight. The air tried to grip his wings and crests, blowing them back, but he resisted as he hustled towards the bottom of the hill.
