temperatures are bitter but are warming slowly, fading snow still clutters skyscraping pines, and rain seems to linger under the clouded horizon as well as the sun.
Warrior Cats RPG ::: The Revolution is here! « Result #2 on Dec 1, 2009, 9:37pm »
warrior cats :: 4 years :: 4,000 members :: 500,000 posts
The agony...
In a shaded valley shrouded by monoliths of stone, Bloodclan flourishes in tyranny and bloodshed, torturing captives while planning their next attack upon innocents.
Factions of rogues are spreading into a network of evil, connecting with one goal in mind: prosper, at the expense of everyone else.
The apathy...
Riverclan suffers waves of civil war; Thunderclan and Sunclan bicker at their borders. The Tribes' entwined conflicts carry on in the midst of the harshest winter to strike the land in the elders' memories. Change may come, as clans and Tribes talk of crushing Bloodclan's stronghold. But they have to find them first...
The ecstasy.
Far away, a visionary kit who led a group of beaten-down prisoners to freedom knows a higher power exists, which most of her rogue society ceased to believe in: Starclan. She tells her people their ancestors will save them from a war of thousands.
Her sister has already planned out all of their deaths.
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Warrior Cats the RPG is an AU roleplay open to all levels and all types. With around 200 members active daily, you'll always have someone to roleplay with. Our storylines range from the lighthearted and comical to dramatic and grim...cute kittens, death and more... And our staff as well as members are on hand daily to help you out and get you started!
Join the revolution, loner...before it catches up with you.
★ » » LET'S MAKE A LIT/ADV WOLF ROLEPLAY « Result #5 on Nov 24, 2009, 10:08am »
I'm looking for a partner or two to make a lit/adv wolf roleplay! Realistic. No wings, powers, whatever (although a plot twist could change that, just maybe). There are way too many fantasy wolf roleplays. I refuse to use proboards. Lit/adv means you can write three paragraphs with at least seven sentences per paragraph. I can do graphics and little bit of html/css (tables!).
E-mail me if you're interested! onetwoblueshoe@hotmail.com
Send any graphics/css/html/roleplay samples you have, please!
RIPPED REALITY``a different kind of warriors rp « Result #8 on Nov 22, 2009, 5:51pm »
The clans are at peace, their lake home has been suiting them well for many seasons. Nursery stories are still told about Jayfeather, the medicene cat able to walk in the dreams of others. One curious apprentice, Flamepaw seems very interested in this sotry. Jayfeather was a like a hero to him, how he helped the clans. Well, then Flamepaw found out something he shoulden't have: he was kin of Jayfeather. Not only was he excited, but this meant that he had powers as well, far past the ones of the clan cats. He was able to go back in time. Well, he tried that one night in his dreams, and was taken back all the way to when the great Firestar was a kittypet. But he didn't know that this kittypet was Firestar, for they hardly talked about him anymore. So, young Flamepaw went to this twoleg nest and taunted the kittypet, who was indeed Firestar. This distracted him from going out to explore, and he didn't meet the clan cats. So, Tigerstar took over the forest, and force-bred Bluestar and had Jaypaw. He still gained powers, and Tigerstar used it for himself. But, everything backfired and the powers were too overused, and a huge Starclan mess up occured, making all cats from each clan having a certain power. But, the orginal forest was destroyed, and Blackstar was the one to lead everyone to safety, but they went the oppsite way, and made their home in a different forest. Flamepaw went back to his own time, which was different since he had stopped Firestar from finding the forest. So, instead of everything being the great Firestar, it was flipped to the great Blackstar He was later killed by a rogue, and sent to Starclan, where he met up with Bluestar. Flamepaw considers himslef guilty of everything now, and the clan cats are starting to figure about the past that could have been......
TEMPTING FATE; join a fresh, exciting site! « Result #9 on Nov 20, 2009, 8:17pm »
Exciting Features of Tempting Fate!
x. Friendly staff! x. A one of a kind, unique site where you can play felines or canines. Also, we offer some rare breeds in our fantastic store: The Cache! x. We are a sci-fi site which makes for a vast role playing experience! x. We are new and fresh! We are not your atypical site that offer little to do. Play is open; free will--it is what you make it with your character. Plus! You can create your invidual plots or blogs to begin your journey into the site! x. Non restrictive storyline and non restrictive play. You can choose what you want to do and how you want to do it with your unique character! x. You have many feline and canine breed and species choices for characters! We only have but, a few 'banned' breeds and these can be bought in the Cache. All you have to do is play, play, play and earn those bones! Or, maybe win them in contests that we offer, as prizes!
A glimpse into our original storyline!
>>It is the year 3000 in Cadmus, a city that once flourished with human life decades ago but, now is nothing more than abandoned city, standing in near complete ruin and grown over with thick plant life. Ten years before, in the year 2000, a group of biologists began doing testing within the city, using a chemical formula meant to help the environment by helping the plant life grow faster and stronger. Under a veil of secrecy, they did their testing around the city, dumping their chemical mixture into rivers and all over parks, knowing full well the government wouldn't allow it as their formula was not patented. For years, they did their testing and for a while none was the wiser. That was until the effects of their mixture were hard to ignore. All around the city, people noticed the plant life within the city over taking the parks, the streets and even the buildings. Vines started to grow up the sides of the buildings, grass began to choke the cracks in the streets and the parks started to look more like jungles than they did anything else. The government quickly stepped in to try and stop the rapid growth but, the mixture was so powerful that the plant life grew much faster than the biologists expected; causing the trees, grass and other vegetation to grow as a shocking rate......
.....Come join to read the rest or click the links below!
Sunsett Ridge - Equine RPG « Result #10 on Nov 14, 2009, 1:55pm »
Site Name- Sunsett Ridge Active- Yes Type- Equine Open Since- November 11, 2009 Host Type- Proboards Rating- Intermediate Admin's Name- Toxic Admin Contact details- PM admin on site, or email admin-shaylynnae@gmail.com
What We Offer:
Friendly and helpfull staff! Fun places to meet or just chat with people! Advertising and Affilating! Great graphics! Open to all plot ideas! Staff positions available! Lands Open! And much much More!
` STUCK IN REVERSE « Result #11 on Nov 11, 2009, 5:34pm »
A long time ago in a far away land, there were four brothers. They all were birthed by the same mother, but each had a different father. The brothers’ mother was a sweet, tender loving little mare, with royal blood on the inside. She was the ruler of Abraxia, an isolated land surrounded by an enchanted ocean like you’ve never seen before. This enchanted ocean makes for tough times, for once you enter Abraxia, it will pull you back in with its waves if you try to leave again. When the brothers reached maturity, their mother died. After her death, they took over Abraxia, dividing the lands into four completely different divisions: North, South, East, and West. Each brother took a direction and adapted to its terrains.
As of now, the four brothers live in peace, keeping their directions in order and fairness. Who knows how long this peace will last with the West brother’s harsh temper and the East’s brother’s lust for power, the South’s brother’s penchant for destruction, not to mention the rivalry between the East and the West? Even the Northern peacemaking brother may not be able to stop the inevitable.
Which direction will you choose?
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. Brand new advanced-literate wild horse RPG. . Friendly staff and a personalizing studio. . Currently auditioning for the kings of the North and East. . Most territories still open for claiming.
Following the creation of synthetic blood, vampires have progressed from legendary monsters to fellow citizens overnight, in the small Louisiana town of Bon Temps. Bill Compton has just saved Sookie Stackhouse’s life. Jason is caught up with the law and women. There are murders happening around town, and of course vampires are blamed. The infamous V is being sold now and everyone wants their hands on some.
Pick a side and join the fun.
Species Available: vampire human shapeshifter werewolf fairy maenad witch demon
Mendoza V2 {LB} « Result #17 on Oct 7, 2009, 11:01pm »
--->Three years ago, a horrible plague wiped out the wolves of Mendoza Transylvania, leaving the land barren and dead. The wolves who had escaped the plague and left their homeland, traveled here, to a paradise riddled by fighting deities and creatures that called themselves Shadowhunters, wolves blessed by angels to fight demons that plague the lands. Dying of hunger and heartbroken over the loss of their homeland, they found a new home here among these wolves and learned the art of demon hunting. Generations of wolves passed and it was only then did they realize what a curse being a Shadowhunter was. There were two deities, Axel and Malayia, fighting for control of this small piece of paradise and the Shadowhunters where Malayia's minions, sworn to find and kill those who were blessed by Axel. The Shadowhunter's, realizing they were being used for their Goddess's benefit, fought against her, turned their gifts and powers against her. But Malayia quickly caught on and took away their gifts, leaving them as mortal and normal as regular wolves. Malayia unable to use anything aganist Axel, fled the new Mendoza but the wolves that called themselves Shadowhunters are left with the odd markings of their past gifts but without the gifts and powers she had blessed them with. They live together with the creatures they once killed, demons, Axel's creatures, but slowly, tensions are rising again and the first demon is murdered for the first time in years. Is Malayia returning her gifts to her disciples to finish the forever battle and what will Axel do to protect those he loves? Will you choose the life of a Shadowhunter or a demon?
--> Remade site --> New storyline and plot --> A whole new twist on wolf genre --> Fantasy Literate wolf RPG
RUNNING WITH THE DEVIL « Result #22 on Sept 22, 2009, 4:16pm »
Loups-Garoux; lycanthropes; werewolves; homo lupus. Whatever you want to call them, they're hardly new to France. But these secretive, cautious creatures have never been so exposed, and never have they been in such dire need of help. A new virus has hit them, and hit them hard. The slang term for it is werewolf rabies, and it's a fairly accurate judg- ment. It turns a creature already prone to savagery into a true beast, incapable of control. Angry, nerves pulled taut, there's something wrong with their minds. One moment they may be fine, the next they maul without warning. They can't help themselves. They're sick.
They've gone to the government for help, after so many years of careful secrecy, as they had no one else to turn to. They submitted infected wolves for testing, and the government made their existence public. The public backlashed hard; no one wants to learn that their beloved child's kindergarten teacher is actually a bloodthirsty wolf. All werewolves have been given a demand to register. No one wants to be locked in a cage at night and forced to endure public hate whenever they have to flash their shiny new identification cards. With the government chasing them around by their tails, and the public in outrage, terrified of the monsters in their midst, what can they do?
When you corner an animal, they're bound to attack back.
In this beautiful land, two religions struggle to coexist. The Reds, who are devoted to the spirit of the red moon, Lunam. And the Whites, who worship the great sun god, Apollas. Not so long ago, a council of twelve wolves, both White and Red, led the Akatoa Pack with pride. When the problem arose that the council would need new leaders to take their place sooner or later, ideas upon ideas were suggested. Little did anyone know, the Reds were secretly plotting to dispose of the Whites, and the Whites were planning to rid the land of the Reds. By the end of the debate, a Red council member had been killed by his White counterpart, and the Reds were driven into the North and East by the Whites, who claimed the more fruitful South and West.
A winter passed, and both alliances were hellbent on fighting a war to eliminate the other. This is where our story begins. Can we band together to avoid such a spill of blood, or will there be a war to end all wars here on this sacred land? It's time for YOU to make the choice. This is White Sun, Red Moon. Join us to finish the story.
WSRM is a brand new, wolf rpg that has only just opened to the public. We offer so many things, such as:
-A friendly, active community that has admins who know how to run a big rpg. -A beginner to advanced rpg that allows for anyone to rp. -Open lands for making packs. -Staff tryouts to open very soon. -An interesting staff chain of command that more than half the rpg could be staff. -A music player that wont slow down computers. -A stunning skin and logo made by our professional photomaniper, Befera. -An interactive plot that allows for mini-plots.
Don't join Wolves of Many Moons?! Oh, come on! « Result #24 on Sept 15, 2009, 8:22am »
Wolves of Many Moons is a one of a kind site, offering up the most broad array of species and subspecies and mixes than any other site! We are original and unique as we allow free play for our members and not a constrictive plot. We offer up excitement and muse inspiring context for the lands in which the wolves are played is fictional but full of majestic and unique lands, and thus allows the players to be free with that as all as there is no restrictive style to describing when in character. On top of this, we only ask that you post more than 400 words for the minimum amount and offer a vast amount of services for those who might need a little extra boost in their role playing style. Oh, and then there is WoMM's Cache, our awesome and originally named shop where the members can use all their hard earned paw prints to buy In Character and Out of Character items. Yet, despite all these thrilling items and concepts we offer, some are reluctant to play, coming of with reasons not to join. Well, we say pish posh and give you ten reasons why YOU SHOULD JOIN. Come on, take a read..what could it hurt? Except, missing out on the best role playing experience of your life.
These are the top ten reasons, why guests say they won't join. Well, here is what we say to that.----
[1.] "Wolves are boring to play. There's only so much you can do." Playing wolves is like playing anything else on a site. The only minor difference is that you will use different ways to express that. This minor difference is actually what makes it so fun because, you can add your own unique style to your play as well as give your wolf personalities, just as complex as a humans. So, really playing wolves is not boring but, fascinating and thrilling.
[2.] "I am not that good of a role player." Oh come on now. We all understand that everyone has to start off somewhere or that we all have our individual styles. However, if you feel like you can't compete, we the staff and even some members offer classes or just some kind advice to help you blossom. Don't just give up and walk away, try it out and I bet you will do great!
[3.] "I don't think I will be active enough." Is anyone really that active? Let's be honest, even the admin of most sites is not on every single day, every hour of the day. We all have lives we need to deal with and so we get on when we can and make it happen. Don't just throw it away because you have a hectic schedule. We can work around your schedule and we offer advice on how you can still play and not necessarily be on every single day of the week. Some of the best players are the ones who aren't as active. So what, just have fun and play.
[4.] "I am on too many sites as is, maybe I will join later." We know how addicting it can be to join a ton of sites and we understand that here. You could always join up, make an account and make your character. You never know, your schedule may loosen up a bit. Nothing bad will happen if you just try. Right?
[5.] "The site looks slow. Why should I join?" All sites go through low times, even the one who have 400 members. There is school, college and even some of us work so, it's bound to happen. You just have to trust that we will stick it out and come join and help the site rise. What's the point of giving up before you even try it out?
[6.] "I am not good at playing animals. I am better at playing other things." Though, there are no humans or fictional creatures in this site, it doesn't mean you won't be good at playing animals. You will never know until you try it out and who knows you might find out you love it.
[7.] "I want to be able to play extinct breeds which you don't allow." Here on WoMM, we do have an extensive amount of breeds, subspecies and even non related wolf breeds offered up for play. We only have but, a few banned breeds and those can be won in contests or bought with those paw print points you earn from playing. The only breeds we don't allow are those that are extinct or we felt didn't fit into the sites plot. Besides, you never know we may allow extinct/endangered breeds in the future to the store or the plot.
[8.] "I want to play on a site that offers more than just wolves or wolf mixes." Well now, I suppose you skimmed over the site a little too fast. We do offer all kinds of wolf breeds and wolf mixes, even such breeds as fox/dog mixes, dingo/wolf mixes and exotic breeds like this and more.
[9.] "The admin or co-admins don't seem friendly or active." Awww, don't say that. We are very friendly and I think very active considering most of us have school, work, and college to deal with. I mean come on, we can't be on every single day at all hours. We'd like too but, it's impossible. You have nothing to lose by joining up and finding out for yourself what a thrilling atmosphere we have here.
[10.] "You don't have a lot of members, like some other sites do." Yes, we may not have 500 members but, come on most of those sites most likely don't clean their old members out, making it look like more than they really have. And, if they honestly do have that many, I am sure they go through low times just like the rest of us do. Besides, sometimes the less members there are the more tightly knitted the group is, which can make it more fun and interesting to you. Seriously, just join up and join the fun. We won't bite, I promise.
ADRENALINE RUSH - a non-street dog roleplay « Result #26 on Sept 13, 2009, 11:37am »
-- adrenaline rush; a non-street dog roleplay
Many generations ago, long before our ancestors were born, there lived two brothers, Orion and Axil. Together they created Trenton, the land that we now call home. It was a vast land, stretching as far as the eye could see, beautiful in many ways. They also gave our ancestors three packs, three homes. The packs were called Aislynn, Naden and Korva and they were meant to live in peace for many generations to come. The peace lasted for quite some time, with the packs under the leadership of both brothers, but it could not last forever. For, behind Orion’s back, his brother Axil was forming an uprising. He wanted complete power over all the packs and that meant he wanted his brother out of the way. When Orion heard of this betrayal, he confronted his brother about it. However, Axil denied having ever tried to dispose of him. The tyranny continued until, finally, Orion caught his brother in the middle of one these meetings. A fight between the brothers broke out, it is said that it went on for hours, maybe even days, before they finally had no more energy to battle.
From that moment on, Axil was banned to the underworld, never to return to earth or the heavens. He began to call himself Lord Axil and gathered many dogs just like himself that were faithful, his new pack was referred to as the Kearn pack. His brother did the same, finding his own followers; however, they were called the Adalade and resided in heaven, whereas the Kearn resided in hell.
The three packs that they had began still lived on earth, however they were taught to worship Orion and the Adalade, but disapprove and think lowly of Lord Axil and the Kearn. Generations passed and the numbers of feral dogs in the town grew to an overwhelming extent. When humans from other towns began to disapprove of the conditions of the dogs, the humans closed off the town and made it illegal for others to trespass. Slowly, the people began to disperse and the numbers slowly trickled down until none were left but the dogs. That is when the rumors began. It's being said that the alpha of the Korva pack was worshipping Lord Axil and the Kearn and not the Adalade as he should be. The brother saw his chance at that point, to ruin Orion. He's sending the dogs of his pack to roam the lands, telling of all the great that Lord Axil can do for them, how fulfilling it is to worship him. They are known as converters and we can’t quite tell who they are in a crowd for they look just like the rest of us. The Adalade are sending messages to the healers and they are not pleased with this uprising. But, the Korva pack are growing stronger and are bent on killing any who do not follow his Lord Axil.
Are Aislynn and Naden doomed to be destroyed for not following the Lord, or is there hope yet for Orion’s faithful followers? How many will suffer?
Out on the distant ocean in its vast entire rests a horde of small, but significant isles. Upon these water-bound isles reside societies of wolven kind. The four main land areas all house an individual pack, and each pack is unique in each's own way. For now, peace dominates the population and the land is at ease, but how long does such bliss always last? A new threat is bound to arrive and little can be predicted upon how this will impact Ciroc inhabitants. The northern-most Voltain are content on their terrain of jungle likeness. The north-western Ryth thrive off their harvest of vast plains and flat stretches of earth. Meanwhile, the southern located Ithric frolic across rolling hills and mere patches of scraggly trees. Just east of the Ithric nestles the serene Amitel on their isle of abundant wildlife situated among stretching forests and wood. All around the air is buzzing; can you feel the tension rising?
.FRAGILE SILENCE RPG. « Result #29 on Sept 3, 2009, 11:38pm »
.FRAGILE SILENCE.
Where Will You Belong? Heaven... or Hell? Or perhaps even in between?
I own this site along with my friend, who goes by Izo there. We just opened this site at like 1am this morning (August 30th, 2009), and we have high hopes that we will soon have a lot of fun, friendly members. And already have a couple members!! So please, at least stop by and take a look around.
This is a wild horse/wolf rpg site, where supernaturals exist alongside the normal. Where wolves and wild horses both co-exist as well as divide from one another. The lands are peaceful, nature going about its destined and predicted course... but for how long can it last, before something happens, and the calm and silence is shattered? How much longer will the peace between the two species last, before trouble begins to turn them against one another, only to be the very beginnings of a mass war, where blood will stain the ground, and lives will be lost?
Can you live in peace with your natural killer, or your food? Do you have what it takes to hold the peace, or start a war? But perhaps the better question would be this... Do you have what it takes to survive?
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We are a rpg site for roleplayers of all levels and is rated PG to PG-13, from beginner to advanced. And we offer:
-High staff/roleplaying positions -Friendly staff -Organization -Activity (even between only four people, we're very active) -Open to any/all suggestions/requests -Plots and drama -FUN and EXCITEMENT!!
Please stop by, and please do not feel hesitant to ask the admins questions about the site.
Re: sentence game « Result #33 on Sept 2, 2009, 7:59pm »
It's okay, we can use the same sentence.. just delete what was in there.
Unicorns meow like cats whenever they devour McDonalds after a monstrous mouse obliterates MileyCyrus during Fluffy's conquer against bitches who devour...
Re: sentence game « Result #37 on Aug 31, 2009, 10:12pm »
Bah. I just lost an entire grade level just from looking at it.. XDDD
it makes me wonder how many times unicorns really do have to meow like cats....
Unicorns meow like cats whenever they devour McDonalds after a monstrous mouse obliterates MileyCyrus during Fluffy's conquer against bitches who rape otherbitchesMICHAEL MOORE
Re: fact, not fiction. - closed « Result #38 on Aug 31, 2009, 9:09pm »
[ooc - Okee! and I like him too, he's a funny wolfeh. Maybe he can meet Rim & Jude and we can do that plot where Zus is eating the food and they are chasing off a bear. XD]
Tallyn | ♀| Arctic x Eurasian wolf | 3 years --Dust-Augustana Tuvia | ♂ | Tundra wolf | 3 years --Four seasons in one day- Crowded house Fawn | ♀ | Maned wolf | 10 weeks --N/a Zus | ♂ | Gray wolf | 4 1/2 years --Paralyzed-rock kills kid
Tallyn | ♀| Arctic x Eurasian wolf | 3 years --Dust-Augustana Tuvia | ♂ | Tundra wolf | 3 years --Four seasons in one day- Crowded house Fawn | ♀ | Maned wolf | 10 weeks --N/a Zus | ♂ | Gray wolf | 4 1/2 years --Paralyzed-rock kills kid
Joined: Jul 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 752 Location: Yo
Once upon a time (Sage) « Result #46 on Aug 30, 2009, 11:47am »
In the ten short weeks of her life, Fawn had never seen anything like it. Water was something she was familiar with, but only water from a small, metal dish. This was pure power. Her tiny, maned-wolf tail wagged rapidly, kicking up a cloud of dirt as she dusted the ground with her tail. She was quite far from the river, but for some reason, she felt like she was being pulled to the river's edge by some mysterious siren-call. Fawn was fascinated by the river, but at the same time, she was confused how the substance could look so soft and silky, but also how it had the power to carve and shape wherever it moved. She looked at the river not as an inanimate object, but as a live, breathing thing that snaked its way across the land. Like a serpent, but more beautiful. A dragon, perhaps?
Her tiny feet suddenly began moving to the edge of the river. Her stilt-like legs brought her small body face-to-face with the breathing dragon. She peered into the water and looked at herself for the second time. She noticed her eyes first. They were a light blue with tiny golden specks in them as her eye-color was beginning to develop and change into her permanent color. Her soft, puppy fur stuck out like duck fluff and actually bore similarity in the texture as well. Her ears were huge, like satellite dishes that were constantly twitching and swiveling about to catch any sound of movement. Most of all, she noticed her little pink collar that hugged her tiny neck snugly. She puffed out her chest with pride when she looked at her collar, remembering the little girl human that had given it to her. She had only been in the wild for an hour, and two hours ago she had been in the back of a moving car, in a little metal cage, hoping to bring her to safety with her human so they could live happily ever after.
Unfortunately, Fawn's first lesson in the wild was that there are often-times no happily ever afters for wolves. Fawn continued to stare at herself in the reflection of the living dragon's scales, but suddenly she noticed she wasn't seeing her own reflection anymore, but someone else's reflection. She slowly backed away from the water, getting the feeling that something unexplainable was going on behind the scenes.
Tallyn | ♀| Arctic x Eurasian wolf | 3 years --Dust-Augustana Tuvia | ♂ | Tundra wolf | 3 years --Four seasons in one day- Crowded house Fawn | ♀ | Maned wolf | 10 weeks --N/a Zus | ♂ | Gray wolf | 4 1/2 years --Paralyzed-rock kills kid
Re: a new {c o m p l a i n t} [open] « Result #47 on Aug 30, 2009, 1:12am »
Almira
And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay.
After releasing her call into the wilderness, to the many lives it contained, she could do nothing but wait for one of the listeners to approach, invite themselves into her world, even for just a moment or two. Despite the danger accompanied with alerting others of her presence, she was rather calm, eager to take her mind off the words her conscience screamed at her. The one who decided to waste their time with her would provide entertainment, and serve as a barrier between her and her unrelenting thoughts. However, it wouldn't be as if they were getting nothing in return. They'd have the pleasure of her company, of course. She was an entertaining wolf to be around. And in her opinion, she had a disposition to match no other.
After months of being on her own, she was looking forward to even the most irritating of presences. Or maybe she was more eager to put her smart-ass remarks to a test after such a long hiatus. She breathed out in huff, impatience growing on her, along with the exhaustion in result to such a voyage. Emerald pools glazed over in a stare, a slight slumber without drooping lids. The outside world became nothing but a blur to her, a vibrant backdrop against the tawny color of her pelt. Her mind was beginning to drift to an empty spot in her mind, a spot that could only be located in unconciousness.
As she continued to drift, her lids began to droop. However, just before finishing their descent, her heart jumped, seeming to exceed the small amount of space it had within her chest. This was the result of a clumsy presence she'd welcomed only moments ago. Not only was he disrupting her unconciousness, but he was disturbing the quiet peace that had begun envelope her. Impulsively, she released a snarl, jaws parting just to snap mere inches from the source of her surprise, she'd soon discover was a male. Her reaction was derived more from the fear that had crept up within her from the unexpected presence, rather than the anger at his carelessness.
After snapped she took a step back, studying at the male, she now considered, was an opponent. She braced herself, legs spread slightly in preperation for a possible onslaught. But as she looked closer into the expression of the male, she couldn't help but notice that she wasn't the only exhausted wolf here. At first she'd mistaken his facade as one of mental illness, perhaps a brute with rabies, or some related disease that she'd seen a few times within her travels. She lifted her head with this discovery, a reckless move, considering the knowledge she lacked when it came to him. But watching him sway after released a few mumbled words deemed him unfit for battle, especially against her.
"Perhaps you should watch where you stumble," she snapped, anger hinted in the undertones of the words she released from blackened lips. His lslumber seemed deeper than she would've imagined, however, and she couldn't help but release a sharp bark in his direction, attempting to awake him from whatever took ahold of his obviously distorted brain.
[Ooc;; It's fine, great actually! I've been waiting for someone to reply to this. ^^ ]
Re: taking the plunge [open] « Result #48 on Aug 29, 2009, 5:58pm »
i'd like to take this time to detach my jaw,
Holy fuck he did it!
The prickling grin that was so remarkable about his familiar features of a freak to everyone's head creeped upon his jaws, piercing his tensed lips against the rough fur along his cheeks. Really, the brink of suicide for the young male above was what was charming the lad's buzzing mind at the moment. He urged himself toward the monstrous drop, long, and worn down, yet still potentially dangerous, nails sinking and gritting the moist soil in attempt to throw himself further the more forward. The teeth that flashed behind his chapped lips gleamed a bit of a nasty yellow, stained with the debris and collection of built up plaque, blood, and who knows what. His long, saliva dripping tongue flopped out of the side of his lethal jaws, with his ruffled tail jut up straight behind him all the while. Turfs of fur were missing from the obviously battered male's coat of thick charcoal and loose hair, while his limbs simply introduced the very idea of having a gangly appearance.
Despite how peaceful this place, you know, Stray Circle or whatever, was supposed to be, he completely ignored it. Who was it to rule this place in expectancy of who or what roamed within it, and did whatever they pleased? No one, exactly. Suicide didn't have to occur in suicidal falls, plus, he found it much more attracting to splat an egg on a sidewalk where the public eye was clearly in sight. Like, for instance, himself! Before the male had even dropped from the high point where he created his decision, he had picked up on his strong scent, finding nothing of sickness nor injury to him. So, why the hell did he leap? He had nothing to lose and everything to gain, it wasn't like he was a poor specimen of the species he was.
The thoughts eventually eased he himself to a slower, steady gate, slinking swiftly into the undergrowth of bickering trees that curled and twisted from the abyss just beyond the duo. Once he had found the male to be still remaining alive, he recollected his thought process and ideas for a better explanation. As he curved between the brush and twigs littered upon the ground silently, he paused to check upon the other male. He froze in his spot, allowing the fur along his charcoal coat to rise as he noticed the other male's anticipation of leaving. Did he hear me?.. No way, I'm fuckin' quieter than a mouse... He bickered lowly in his head, flattening an ear and rising the other as he shifted into a gate once again.
& really take a look. i think that i'm done.
[ooc - Hehe, sorry, I have a lotta muse for this dude... XD You'll see who he is once they start introductions or something. You don't have to reply with as large of a post, too! Whatever your comfortable with. I wanted to start interesting stuff around here so, yeah. P:]
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Re: a new {c o m p l a i n t} [open] « Result #49 on Aug 29, 2009, 5:18pm »
my parachute didn't open & when my backup failed
I'm fucking exhausted...
Awfully, it wasn't all too surprising to find, or at least hear, so many other inhabitants across and within Ivory Coast. The place was at the top of the approving list, rather one of them, in the area of favorites he was beginning to take quick likings to. Venturing further down the largely, stretched out coast, his drooping eyelids were beginning to slide shut due to the deprived amount of sleep that hung from his reach the very night before. No, he wasn't up to anything for once in his life, his mind was just a blinding stir and anything of ease didn't appeal to him. The restless in and out of hours basically tied up sooner or later into the obnoxious flourish of morning's blinding sunlight and increasing chirps of the feathered Sir finch and Miss sparrow. At the time, he was just finding the grasp of sleep, too, but all in all, it completely fried his energy for this next day, or at least until he found appropriate sleep. Now, that, was something he was definitely looking for, and he had no idea how he was still even moving or breathing. More and more sluggishly, he ambled step by step along the coast. Every few minutes he would pull himself to a wearily halt, and blink a few times in attempt to awaken himself... which, in commonly every case, came to be an utter failure. Forcing his eyelids open, his darkly mixed jaded eyes fixated on the horizon ahead of him as he arose to his aching feet yet again. He was beginning to honestly think he was going nuts, or that he slurped up something bizarre because in no way was what he was hearing real. That or the damn mosquitoes spruced his blood type with a wonderful disease. The rather quick padding of light footed feet whirled just beyond him, and he swore he caught with his own eye a flash of warm colors that surely belonged on a coat of his own kind. Shaking his heavy head as he dropped his long, wet tongue from his jaws, he mumbled some rather unhappy words that'd rather be censored. It was odd, too, because despite his cussing and ill mannered words that were prickling out of his throat, he was not the worse of the worst. His personality varied far from anything inhumane, but surely hung in the pit of eager and excitement. He was just having a bad morning, just like waking up on the wrong side of the bed... with obnoxious birds in your ear. "Damnit..." He mumbled under his breath, peeling his eyes back open as he came to a fumbling halt... or not. He'd fallen asleep while walking, and look at that, he ran right into and over the new girl! "Second... times the charm..." He grumbled slowly, blinking a couple of times as he rose and stepped off of the female he just pummeled like the last. Kiara. Except, she got the full on tackle because she started to venture away from him and he wasn't falling asleep at the time, either. He still felt a bit bad about that, but he shrugged it off like any other problematic situation, he wasn't the one that wasn't gonna be sore. "Uh... sorry, Lassie..." He mumbled quizzically, falling in and out of his sleep walking state. Weird ass dream... One eye closed, then the other, and he begun to sway all over again, plopping his rump to the ground. Damn, he was really tired.
the pixie dust prevailed & i woke up next to you
[ooc - I wanted to post here if that's okay, your character seemed fun so... you'll see who this is once they talk about names. XD Random, but I thought it'd spice up something and make things fun!]
`~Flawed Design « Result #51 on Aug 29, 2009, 3:59pm »
Earth. Water. Air. Fire.
These are the four everlasting elements, never changing and in a constant steady circle that life is sustained in. The world seems to change, however, but it's more of the people changing than the world itself. The people in the world are constantly progressing, finding new ways to destroy the world and amuse themselves in the progress.These are the people in our world who believe that superpowers are only in comic books and movies, impossible to posess and highly unlikely to ever exist, so the evidence found in scientific experiments says. And like with most things, these people are wrong.
In an alternate world, there are the Chosen. The few in one generation that posess the powers that humans only wish they had. Their powers vary, and they can have as many as two for normal cases, but there are the rare few that posess three of these gifts. Now the reason for these powers is unknown, a suspected tiny flaw in a single DNA strand that would be impossible to find. Of course, it's not like they themselves would try to change the fact they have powers, but some would like to change to have more, and stronger, powers. And some would just like to make sure no one has powers but them.
This is where the Society comes in. The Chosen founders of the Society Boarding School, four people who decided to build the school. Aire, Tierra, Fuego and Agua, named after each of the four elements, decided to gather the stray Chosen teenagers and place them in a boarding school. The teenagers are sent a letter when they reach high school age, then taken to the town to go to the boarding school. Of course, at this school the students were meant to have a place safe to practice their powers.
The school and town are a mix of humans and Chosen, but a rivalry between the two races has developed. Though they still interact and some are friendlier than others, the two races believe the other should not be there. Two gangs in the town have formed, composed of the ones who have an extreme hatred for the other race, and take things to the extreme: Murder. So, will the two finally be able to have peace among them, or will it be an ongoing war?
Welcome to Santiago Springs, Oregon. Home to those with a
After three rulers, the sons of his sons, Zanzira has fallen under the rule of King Midas. The subjects of his Kingdom serve him, terrified of being locked in the dungeons or thrown into the Forest and fed to the wild beasts there. The King's rule is absolute, unchallenged, though he is aging. But he has a son, a Prince prepared to take the throne once his father's time to leave into Audelais comes.
Zanzira is a brand new fantasy role play with an original plot.
We encourage creativity, and allow you to have almost total freedom with character creation. You can even create your own races! You can role play almost anything. Want a hyena character? Go for it! We role play in a fantasy world, where animals have become intelligent and developed a actual 'medieval' society.
there are creatures that people only believe that they exist in horror stories. beasts such as, vampires, werewolves, and even shifters and magicians. but what humans don't know is: that there really are such beings, living among them in secret. they've been here as long - or perhaps longer - as humans have, this world is just as must theirs as ours. though, not everyone thinks so. over the centuries, the secret leaked, and the mythical races were uncovered.
at first, the humans were amazed at these creatures, and treated them like gods. but as time went on, humans realized how vicious they could be. the people started to chase them off, put up bans - that any supernatural would be killed on the spot, so the creatures once again went back into hiding. this same pattern continued, they would hide, be discovered, a war would even start, then things would die down and they would disappear yet again.
it was then in 1973 that a man named Edwin Marek met a vampire woman. and long story short, they fell in love. however at the time, the supernaturals were at war with the humans. during this time, Henry's lover was killed. he was overwhelmed with grief and soon went mad.
seven years later in 1982, Edwin Marek founded an island he called Roshan - after his vampire lover- and eventually created Carraden College -for the gifted, and the supernatural. however, people grew suspicious of him and the boarding college on Roshan, and some wondered why their children, plain humans, could not attend Carraden. there was an argument which broke out; being human, Henry agreed to let few humans attend Carraden -humans with gifted abilities. Edwin then later died in 1993, leaving Carraden and Roshan in his family's care...
peace never lasts long, as everyone knows. but who really knows what's going to happen next? care to find out?
Based on the HBO series, you can finally have a chance to rp your favorite character from True Blood. Or you can rp a different character as your own. But the question is can you stay alive?
It's 2009, and everything is well in the city of Bon Tomps Louisanna. Well at least the weather is, the relantionship between Bill and Sookie is starting to strain, and Godric the two thousand year old vampire is falling for a human named Sarafina. But the question is, will Eric finally get what he has been wanting? And will Godric win the heart of Sarafina? And will he have to turn her just to be with her?
Eclipse - A Heroes RPG « Result #57 on Aug 27, 2009, 1:44pm »
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Our RPG started in line with the TV Show. It started just after Volume II of the TV Show finished. From spoilers we kinda knew which way it was going. We devised our own plot in line with the idea of Level 5. But we started to divert away from the show and started using our own plot, seperate from the TV Show, but incorporating our own ideas.
Our RPG will still do that, using the main idea from the TV Show for Volumes but will have our own ones.
In other words we kind of have our own universe, but have little bits and pieces from the Heroes TV Programme.
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN TO YOU?!
Well, this is a story separate from the TV programme. Set after season 2, and taking the rest of the seasons into account. This is the story of the unsung Heroes, Villains and Company members, as they go through their day to day lives. Unknowingly helping the people from the show.
This RPG is completely original character only. This makes it easier for us to tell our own story without the restrictions of the TV programme. But that’s not to say that the Canon Characters won’t appear. They may appear to you, played by our lovely admins. They may give you a mission to help them. Who knows? So go forth. Make friends, enemies and maybe more. Enjoy the game.
taking the plunge [open] « Result #58 on Aug 26, 2009, 11:23pm »
I won't soothe your pain
Rafael stood almost chest deep in the water legs braced as the current swirled around him, urging him forward. To the open space below. He took a few strides before, with a laugh that was snatched away by the wind, he suddenly threw himself over the edge and into the empty air. No, he was not suicidal; he was in it for the thrill. Besides, falling was the most fun he'd had in ages. With a large splash he landed in the pool of water, drenching any remaining dry parts of his pelt. He treaded water for a few moments before strong strokes brought him to the shore, where he broke through a thin layer of ice. He heaved himself back onto land and gave a full body shake, sending water droplets flying everywhere. Even so, the slight wind still sent a chill through him. Maybe jumping into the frigid water hadn't been the best of ideas, but it had been worth it for the brief moment of joy. Being alone really wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
I won't ease your strain
He moved to a patch of weak sunlight and let himself sink to the ground, ready to endure the boredom as he waited for his fur to dry in the sun. Already the need to move on was making him twitch; he very rarely stayed in one area for long these days. Mostly because he usually ended up in company he disliked. Same snide remarks about his size, same superior attitude. He preferred to avoid wolves like these, but it very rarely worked. Unless he moved on right away. Thinking something along these lines, Rafael was about to leap to his feet and take off, when he stopped himself. Perhaps this time would be different. He was going to risk it, at any rate.
status;; done word count;; 308 musical muse;; "cave in" by owl city, "the bird and the worm" by owl city, "hello seattle" by owl city, "dance or die" by FF5, "absolute" by thousand foot krutch, "this is a callout" by thousand foot krutch, "vanilla twilight" by owl city other;; sorry if its a bit choppy, I kept getting distracted =P
[you can't play our] BROKEN STRINGS ;; canine rp « Result #59 on Aug 26, 2009, 12:52pm »
In the beginning, humans ruled the world. Their downfall was in the pursuit of the possibility of intelligent life inhabiting foreign worlds light years from our own. A mistake they never lived to regret. Hurried on by the eager expectations of the world leaders, they explored the charts of galaxies. That's when they made the decision; to send out an expedition to the outer rims of the Milky Way.
However, medical science revealed the deadly risk of sending a human being there, but this small pause was not enough to halt their progress. The famous proverb "a dog is a man's best friend" came into mind, and, eagerly, scientists began experimenting with a huge array of breeds of dog - exploring and manipulating the psychological fields of the canine mind. After a few years, they created a new generation of dog breeds - much more intelligent, able to comprehend things humans thought impossible. That's when the humans paid for their vanity - with the blood of the entire human race. One day, they pushed too hard - excitement fueling their ignorance. That’s when the rebellion began. When it first happened, the humans had it under control - the mighty military and flexible police taking care of the canine rebels. But, soon, the canines had used their new-found intelligence to devise tactics and, with the full force of the generations of canines behind them, flushed the humans out until the family of the dog was the new world power.
You are one of those canines, born in an Earth free from what once was the iron-hard rule of humans. Your destiny will form the pinnacle of a utopia yet to be established. Are you ready to roam a world that never was?
Joined: Aug 2009 Gender: Male Posts: 15 Location: Dancing with the wolves
What happens in R I O ends up in V E G A S « Result #60 on Aug 25, 2009, 9:19pm »
RIO
Lets get this straight
I'm the kind of guy that isn't afraid to love. But I'm also not afraid to rip yo into pieces if you are simply a bitch. So be a little angel and don't hurt yourself.
Rio trotted upon the rough, spring ground. A black shadow underlied him, yet he was still nearly invisible with his white fur blending in with the snow that was stuck upon the ground. The sunshine sliced through the evergreens he was surrounded by, giving a complicated light texture to the even lighter ground. His paws burned from the excitement as he ran around swiftly because of the morning becoming. At that moment he almost knew that today was gonna be a good one. His eyes reflected the shining and they twinkled like stars, like diamonds. What a beautiful sight. What a wonderful world. The night had certainly been a rough one. There was no food and he was attacked by a lion, but luckily got away with speed. He hadn't eaten in days, but that didn't stop him from being happy as ever. What a card. Rio is definitly a morning person.... And night? Well that doesn't bother him at all. Is there anything this boy doesn't love? Maybe. Just maybe. When his mother was still alive, she had told him about a wonderful thing called love. What is love though? There is one simple answer to that. Life. Ever heard that phrase Live Laugh Love? That simple 3 word quote is just about the truest thing ever. Love brings happiness to others. You don't even have to be in love to love something or someone. Love is you. Love is us. Love is simple. Love is complicated. Just like life. Rio had asked his mother Will I ever find love? and his mother would always answer Maybe you already have, Rio. This always confused Rio deeply. But maybe that answer was true. Love is right in front of you. Even if you don't realize it. Well, love -this simple little game we play- is what Rio had been trying to find all his life. Even if its just a friendship type of love, its all the same. He hasn't interacted with wolves for a very long time. Who knew what could happen? Anything could happen. He could find a friend, which is really all he needed at this point. That would make his day more than anything else. But love? Well, love is in all sorts of places. Maybe even here. The sun shone a new light on Rio's face. His ears twitched back and his lips quivered intensely. Was he anxious? Probably. Rio lay down under a redwood tree an watched the birds fly down and land on a rock. With that, Rio let out a howl and smiled a little as the birds did what he wanted to do... They became friends.
Joined: Aug 2009 Gender: Male Posts: 15 Location: Dancing with the wolves
TPBM (The Person Below Me) With a twist « Result #61 on Aug 24, 2009, 8:08pm »
SO heres how it works peeps: One person says something about the person above them, and guesses something about the person below them. Then the person below them does the same, but also says whether or not the thing the person above them said was true or not. They can be completely random and totally not true, but nothing offensive please.
EXAMPLE: Bob- ^ Likes to eat pants TPBM v has black hair Lucky- Yes ^ Has a cat v Is eating a phone right now
BUILD A bit boney, muscular, thin, but surely not weak. He's pretty light, he doesn't eat all too much sometimes, but he's got some powerful limbs, especially jaws.
FUR Really ragged and rough, and completely black with white tipped ears, can't get more simple than that. It also isn't surprising to find turfs missing from his coat.
& OVERALL Quite intimidating with the height he has, but overall a bit odd looking due to his scruffy, short fur, which is never properly groomed or nice, and his long, gangly legs.
ANYTHING ELSE? He's got one blue, and one brown eye.
MEMORIES Now, the reason he will refuse to eat any type of berry is because of someone he once knew under an old, thick oak tree years back upon a splintering and slicked hot Thursday. Blue berry, red berry, fat berry, small berry, round berry, square berry, hairy berry, or bare berry, none would suffice the charcoal juvenile from that day forward. He swore he ate so much it made his stomach twist and his head throb, or perhaps such thing as a poison berry slipped past his throat. In all honesty he found the newest addition of his stupendous family a bit, well, strange. He was around the same age as his sire, younger, if not even a bit taller and perhaps more demanding. Zero quickly found the newcomer didn't take such a fond liking to his little brother. Besides his little brother, anything of the new one's share was equally shared among others, to his offering, who didn't have such luck when it came to finding something to eat, drink, heal with, everything and anything. Kindest of the kind, purest of the heart, noblest of a steed was this new one. Despite it all, the others tended to ignore him, even when he offered so many things with little left for himself. All but Zero. To make it even better, in just a few days, he wouldn't quit lurking around Zero. Whenever he'd turn around, even tilt his head, he witnessed him in his peripherals or at least sensed him nearby. Soon after that, it was the sparks of a small rumor that traveled fast. Zero guessed talk was cheap, because in no way was he, himself, a murderer. Especially the idea of taking down his own kind. He was maybe a bit quirky and odd from the group, but never the less looked at then the others. Deciding to end whatever the hell this kind of mockery was, he dripped farther back to where the root of the problem grew. It was the newcomer. Who, by the way, hadn't stop inching Zero in every foot he took until he poofed from his side suddenly. The funny thing was, no one else still seemed to notice, him there or not. Were they mad? No one else talked to him usually anyways, just to Zero, with no glance at who was standing close by him. He was beginning to think he'd gone mad when he'd persistently asked another female one night where the newcomer, er, stalker had disappeared to. He was only questing to end the rumors the new comer had created and burdened on his shoulders. Then, when they spooked away from him without anything to say?! Taking off, he went on a solo search for the guy. In all honesty, all he could recall that day was pricking at red berries with the friendly guy, a day just like any other, then why was he gone? What made this so much more different and ever the more frustrating to remember than the rest? (Stop here, think about it before reading onward, and maybe even scroll up and read whats already been told.)
It was the next morning that the he found his younger brother completely slaughtered, and his brother's own blood splattered across his own jaws, feet and legs, neck, and chest. The 'new comer' never existed, it was all in his head, and earlier it mentioned the new comer had disliked his brother. The new comer was a part of Zero's head, so a part of Zero disliked his brother. This also explains why he was ignored.
ME Zero isn't quite the eye catcher, but he's at least got an interesting character to show. I wouldn't exactly call the male 'normal', he's a bit, well, odd. He's a bit of a loony when it comes to conversation, ever the more strange the more you get to meet him. This by any means doesn't make him dark or light, or any spot in between. He just doesn't seem to click quite anywhere, and it has nothing to do with choosing sides, it's all in his head, in other words. However, being an outcast, he's known to be primarily independent with moving around and surviving in general. You can anticipate a bit of a mysterious look to him, and intimidating due to his dark coloring and extraordinary height. Usually you'll find him in a laid back mood, even lazy at times. Zee's a crow, attracted to shiny things in other words, and quite the applauder to anything that catches his eye if you want me to be even more clear about it. Curiosity killed this cat. Spice up his boredom and you might have him nipping at your heels. Even though he's generally calm, even in the most stressing situation, he isn't afraid to jump into action when he wants to. He's also a bit reckless, he really wouldn't give a crap if he ripped up your turf where you were snoozing and enjoying your life just moments ago.
a new {c o m p l a i n t} [open] « Result #65 on Aug 24, 2009, 6:03pm »
Almira
And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay.
Ebony padded paws carried the lithe canine form swiftly down the seemingly endless beach, inflamed muscles bunching and releasing repeatedly, footprints marking an evident trail in the cold snow covered sand, after kicking it up to be swept into the salty breeze. After miles of running, her body ached to stop, her muscles screaming out in pain, but instead of giving into the throbbing within her limbs, she let it sink in to her very being, enjoying the liberating feeling. Whiteness enveloped her entire being, blocking out the surrounding scenery which carried her ashen colored silhouette. The sand blanketed in a velvety fluff beneath her paws, the ocean at her side and the trees to her opposite were all blocked out with the white-hot pain that accompanied her exhausted muscles. Just a bold color, obscuring her vision from the world around her. The ocean crashing against the shores was but a mere drumming within her elevated auds. She focused on her shaky and heavy breathing, ignoring everything else.
She continued on like this for a long while, taking in the suffocating heat that had enveloped her as her body released, attempting to cool itself off. But eventually she had to come to a stop when she felt her limbs could take no more exertion. She slowed to a walk, and ultimately to a halt. Her world seemed to spin, the white-out effect slowly draining from her vision, the scenery being made known to her once more. Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, dragging in every last ounce of oxygen, while ignoring the urge to collapse to the sandy beach. With each breath taken into her nares, she began to taste the salt that lingered in the air. She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth unconsciously and shook out her auburn colored fur, while slowly pivoting on her hind legs to face the vast ocean before her. She narrowed her eyes as the white-capped, indigo ocean came into sight. Her exhaustion was forgotten as she pondered over how she'd managed to put such a large distance between herself and the blue abyss. Slowly, she turned her elevated cranium to peer down the seemingly endless beach. But the sights were all the same, just as they'd been during her long run.
After bringing a halt to her exhausting run she'd taken a seat on the flat surface of a rock nearby, attempting to catch her breath and relax her tiring muscles. After that she had every intention of seeking out some company to serve as her day's entertainment. Whether or not she'd find any was completely in the hands of Fate. Although a good amount of scents lingered in the salty air she wasn't sure that any of them would even be worth the time she was currently willing to put forward by interracting with her kind for the first time in months. Of course she had a secret hope to happen upon a male, one that could possibly hold his own in a conversation. There were few things of which she were completely certain when it came to finding the right companion. One, she was not interested in associating with the same sex. Most of her gender tended to irk her, whether it was their intention or not. And although she gave all genders a fair chance to gain her interest, her impressions of females had always been more guarded, leaving them with a slim chance of them actually intriguing her. And two, she had no patience for small talk. She could discuss the weather in her own mind, she didn't need a wolf to give his insignificant opinions about it or any other topic similiar to this one. Her desires were extremely picky and overly thorough, but they were honest. She didn't want her first meeting with a wolf to end badly.
With that thought, she raised her slender muzzle to the heavens above, as if directing her developing call to the gods who hovered there. Blackened lips parted to release a melodic and naturally eerie call to anyone who listening. As her song came to an end she lowered her cranium to it's normal height, emerald pools searching for a replying specimen of life.
Re: `` almira « Result #70 on Aug 23, 2009, 4:52pm »
I like mayday parade too! Hehe, awesome wolf, she looks really fun and promising to RP with. I also love how you did your application, it really sticks out to me. :3
Joined: Aug 2009 Gender: Male Posts: 15 Location: Dancing with the wolves
Plot. Nuff said « Result #72 on Aug 23, 2009, 4:04pm »
Alrighty, so I wanted to do a plot with 2, 3 or 4 people. But I have no idea what to do for one. I haven't RPed in ages, so, you can pretty much tell I haven't really been planning a huge plot for 8 months. I will use Rio or Jade. Whichever is fine with mua. Or I can make a new charry.
If you have any ideas of what to do, write it here.
I prefer quality over quantity, like most. So be sure to make it fun to read, cuz if it isnt, it sometimes takes me longer to post. So be fun, have fun.
And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay.
[x] Name: almira [x] Alias: mira. [x] Sex: female. [x] Age: 3 years. [x] Breed: red wolf.
[x] Build: Almira has a lithe and slender form with only a slight muscular bulk to her. She's known more for her speed and agility rather than her brute strength when it comes to battle. Most would call her small for a wolf both in width and in height. [x] Fur: Her thick coat is a russet red with a slight blend of blacks and whites scattered within it. The whole under portion of her body is painted a creamy white. Starting at her shoulders a thin black line runs down her spine. It then appears to pool out at the very tip of her tail. The tips of her ears are also dipped in charcoal. And her eyes are a vibrant emerald green appearing to stand out in contrast to her red colored fur. [x] Overall look: Almira has a lithe and slender form with only a slight muscular bulk to her. She's known more for her speed and agility rather than her brute strength when it comes to battle. Most would call her small for a wolf both in width and in height. Her thick coat is a russet red with a slight blend of blacks and whites scattered within it. The whole under portion of her body is painted a creamy white. Starting at her shoulders a thin black line runs down her spine. It then appears to pool out at the very tip of her tail. The tips of her ears are also dipped in charcoal. And her eyes are a vibrant emerald green appearing to stand out in contrast to her red colored fur. [x] Other: hmm...i combined my info from build and fur, and put it in overall look, 'cause i'm lazy. xD i hope that's okay.
[x] History: Her childhood was probably and always will be the best time of her life. She lived in a peaceful, secluded valley that only a handful of creatures were able to locate. Everything about that pack was comfortable, familiar. However she'd come to learn that it was simply too familiar and comfortable for someone with such a restless soul. Almira had been extremely fortunate to be the daughter of the pack's alpha, the only pup of her father's litter, destined to one day rule the pack. She'd gotten respect and trust from nearly every wolf in that valley, but then again that was expected. After all she was a princess. However, on her own accord she'd given up the title and ran off with the male that she'd assumed was her lover. Apparently she'd been wrong. From then on all barriers went up, more than likely to never come back. She stayed a loner for a year or so but eventually came upon the pack of her dreams. A land filled with heartless wolves simply looking to be anything but lonely, It was her heaven on earth the one thing that seemed to fill the void within her. There she'd been able to fight for the position of beta which she earned by nearly killing herself, too stubborn to give up a fight that may end her life. After that, she'd had a fling with a male in the pack, one of the sweeter of the males, and they'd eventually had pups. However her inability to completely trust anyone and her restless nature forced her to flee the lands, abandoning what little hope of a family she had. [x] Personality: Almira is nototious for her fiery attitude which tends to come out in the form of sarcasm on most occassions. She has the slyness of a fox and can, at times, be called a sneak. She considers herself one of the best temptresses and adores leading males on simply to break their hearts in the end. More than often she takes pleasure from others' pain. It's nearly impossible for her to swallow her pride and if not mistaken for cockiness it's mistaken for disrespect. Which is usally what she displays whether she admits it or not. She has absolutely no tolerance for any type of weakness, and looks down upon the wolf that exhibits that certain trait. Almira is extremely comfortable with herself physically and it often comes out as cockiness. She puts on an indifferent and "f*ck-off" attitude, that makes it seem like she could care less about herself, let alone others. However beneath the tough exterior her heart is bigger than what she'd ever let on. It isn't rare for her to want to be alone, as she spent most of her life as a loner. But despite this trait, she just as much loves being the center of everything. It's literally impossible to gain all of her trust. However it is slightly easier to gain her loyalty. She's not a fan of friends and tends to hang around with the male gender rather than her own. She had restless soul that constantly urges her to seek out adventure or new territory.
Re: fact, not fiction. OPEN « Result #75 on Aug 22, 2009, 3:25pm »
[ ooc - Hey, Kiki? Want to go ahead and try the Sage & Fawn plot? Cuz I think all we're gonna do is chit chat here and Haze isn't here so it's not too fun and hard to reply. D: It's up to you, though!]
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Re: damn all coons. [open] « Result #76 on Aug 22, 2009, 3:20pm »
[ ooc - Hrm.. You know what?! We really should make this a plot! let's wait for Madi to return... she's on her way back today from vacation. We could have them get caught and taken to the city and all, and add some other stuff to make it interesting. ]
With its near unlimited resources for anyone who proved themselves to be promising in the musical field, it was expected to become one of the greatest music academies in the United States.
Established and opened in 1989, it seemed things could only get better for the Academy. Funding came in waves from those in high places who believed it was an idea worth promoting, and so it grew bigger and better as time went by. Within a few years, boarding facilities were installed for those who wished to use them, as many students were now travelling from abroad to stay there. Its reputation – and student numbers – expanded rapidly; within ten years, they'd installed state-of-the-art recording studios for the aspiring stars of the future, and offered a course for recording artists.
And then, in 2008 – just before the Academy's 20th anniversary – disaster struck.
A series of tornadoes swept the state – not only that, but the most deadly tornadoes since the '60s. The Academy's basement provided some shelter against the storms, but not everyone made it out alive.
70 were injured. 5 staff and 14 students were killed.
The Academy's reputation plummeted. Not only that, but the buildings themselves were completely destroyed: anyone who happened to be in their dormitories at the time were killed or wounded by the falling rubble; the recording studios were set ablaze; the roof of the main building had been torn away like paper. Hundreds of parents refused to allow their children to return.
Time passed, as time does. Reconstruction started almost immediately, and slowly people have begun to return. The buildings and the reputation of Hellhounds' Academy are gradually building up again from scratch – and it looks to be greater than it's ever been before.
The question is, are you ready to be a part of it? ___
Hellhounds' Academy Of Music is an intermediate/advanced RPG in a high-school setting. The site has just undergone a clean-up and construction-wise, it's complete. All it needs now are some willing members to participate!
As far as members go, we currently are pretty low, so any new members who want a fun, pretty much free-reign, literate roleplaying experience are always welcome. We're currently accepting any gender, any grade, any clique and teachers.
But don't take our word for it: come and see for yourself.
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Re: lol the i wish game!!!1 « Result #80 on Aug 21, 2009, 10:37pm »
Granted, but he loves you so much, that he moves into your room and hogs your whole bed, and more, and one night, he falls on you and crushes your arm. Love hurts
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These sick little games we play ¬e; Rio « Result #83 on Aug 21, 2009, 10:13pm »
Name: Rio Alias: (None) Sex: Male Age: 5 Breed: ArcticXTimber
Build: Very light and very fast. His speed is what he relies on for food. Fur: White, about medium-length and very silky smooth. Overall look: He has some extra large claws due to not being able to use them much. His eyes are hazelish. Other: Rio is an extremely thin wolf. It's almost like wolfy anorexia. Although, because of his fur, he looks like a well-fed house pet.
History: Rio was born into a place far from the average Breathe wolves. A wonderful place where no humans roamed and there were many a critter to catch. It was a glorious place... If only he remembered the name. This wolf was the only white pup to be born in his litter. His mother told him that it made him special. Having her say that made him feel special. Rio always had an attachment to his mother. But he had even more of an attachment to his older brother, Max. They were like two peas in a pod or something. Except one pea was white and the other was black. They were completely different from eachother, but they still got along as if they were eachothers best friend. Rio was always a chubby pup, and he sometimes crushed his brothers and sisters when they would wrestle as little kids. None of them ever really seemed to mind though. When Rio turned 1 year old, when all his siblings were beating eachother up in competitions, he got an interest in running. Chasing things around all day gave him strength, speed, agility, and stamina. But he was still as chubby as ever. Around the age of 3, a fire started in his home land. Being as fast as he is, he was able to run and jump over a small stick of fire and get out safely. He kept running and running until his paws burned. He sat down and licked his paws. To this day, he still doesn't know if his family got out alive. After foraging till about the age of 4, Rio finally found a place to call home. Though now, Rio can be called fat, but it would be far from true. Rio got so thin, that you could barely tell he had ever eaten in his life. Speed. That was the answer to his last problem. And he still can't seem to regain the weight back. Personality: Rio, suprisingly, is a very happy, sweet wolf. He never has anything bad to say about anybody, and he is just a plain sweetheart. He can get pretty competitive in races, but all in all he is just too fun-loving to hold a grudge. This boy loves to tackle anybody that comes into his way. Even humans. Though he has never had contact with one, he can only imagine how kind of a being they are. Rio is 100% lovable. He loves kisses, hugs, smiles....... And anything else that a wolf can love. He's a pretty passionate wolf, and not shy at all. Just a social butterfly. This boy is not afraid of anything..... Except for fires. If he sees a fire, it's like a queue for him to get the heck away from it. Its something that has scarred him for life. Something you can't get rid of. You can't get Rio down. But he can get you up.
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Re: fact, not fiction. OPEN « Result #86 on Aug 21, 2009, 6:44pm »
When Rim started laughing, Zus knew for sure he hadn't interrupted anything. He was glad, but he wondered what had happened to get them like that in the first place. "C.. i.. ty? What are you talking about? What's that?" This time it was Zus's turn to laugh. "It's like a giant pack of humans but they all live separately and don't all know each other. They have these mountains that they make perfectly straight up and down that they live and work in. It's always very active in cities, and generally wolves are hated in cities so it's a harder life choice for wolves when they decide to live in the city. It's exciting though," Zus explained, his tail gently wagging behind him. Another gust of wind caught his coat and almost sent him flying, but luckily enough, he was able to catch himself before he fell.
"Treasure?!Where.. !?" Zus scrunched his brow in thought. "Well, I'm a tracker, so I find lost things. I hear a lot of stories from other trackers in the city, so I figured I'd look for it. I actually don't have a sense of smell though, so it makes it hard for me to find things some time so I could probably use a little help on this one."
Tallyn | ♀| Arctic x Eurasian wolf | 3 years --Dust-Augustana Tuvia | ♂ | Tundra wolf | 3 years --Four seasons in one day- Crowded house Fawn | ♀ | Maned wolf | 10 weeks --N/a Zus | ♂ | Gray wolf | 4 1/2 years --Paralyzed-rock kills kid
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Re: damn all coons. [open] « Result #87 on Aug 21, 2009, 6:32pm »
"I'm not from Breathe... but due to past negotiations, I managed to jut myself all the way over here... It was just what I happened to stumble across was all, wasn't quite intentional.."
Tuvia listened and nodded. "Well, if ya got that kinda attitude you'll do just fine around here," Tuvia said, sitting down suddenly and scratching at his back with his foot. "Fleas," He said with a shrug. As soon as Tuvia heard the tires, his body froze up. It was also an instinct, but one that he certainly put into practice. The self-preservation instinct. "...What's that?!""It sounds like a car. It's humans, but I'm not sure whether they are friendly or not" He said with mild caution. He wasn't afraid of humans by themselves. By themselves, they were harmless to a wolf. However, they had a greater weapon that wolves did not possess: their intelligence. It wasn't that Tuvia saw wolves as being dumb, he just knew that humans were extremely smart creatures and whatever they lacked in physical strength and stamina was made up for in their inventions.
Tuvia turned and tugged on Rhythm's scruff to indicate without barking that they needed to get into the cover of the brush and bring the other wolf with them. He could hear sound of a car door slamming and feet crunching through the terrain. It sounded like more than one pair of feet, but he knew that it wasn't that many people. Tuvia braced himself for whatever danger or pest it was that was walking towards them.
ooc// Just to let you know, I had no set plot in mind when I wrote this, so feel free to you know just do whatever when you post
Tallyn | ♀| Arctic x Eurasian wolf | 3 years --Dust-Augustana Tuvia | ♂ | Tundra wolf | 3 years --Four seasons in one day- Crowded house Fawn | ♀ | Maned wolf | 10 weeks --N/a Zus | ♂ | Gray wolf | 4 1/2 years --Paralyzed-rock kills kid
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Play a song for me [open] « Result #88 on Aug 21, 2009, 6:14pm »
My heart isn't a guitar, but you can still play a song on it.
Sometimes this world doesn't give second chances. And all you have left is yourself. If you lose yourself, lord only knows what can happen. No matter what happens, you can't give up, even through battle. In your eyes, you are a failure. In someone elses eyes, you are a beauty to behold. Sometimes this world doesn't give second chances, but when it does, take it. Your life will change forever.
A beautiful morning it was. The sky was shining like diamonds in the rough. Underneath this sky was land, and on this land was a beach, and near this beach was sand, and there, laying on this sand was a wolf. With a jet black coat that shone, and jade-green eyes that sparkled, he truly was the diamond in this skies rough. He wasn't sleeping or hurt, but more like waiting. Waiting for what? He wasn't even sure he knew anymore. But the word he was looking for, waiting for, blaintly came back to him. Family. If he had to fight for a female, he would. But he felt like it was his time. His time to finally do what his family had wanted him to do. Now he had to stick to the saying he dreaded most. Make love not war. This is Jade.
He could hardly remember anything. Soon enough, he quickly stood up. Where is everybody? He said to himself. All he could do was stand there and wonder where his family had gone. Then he remembered. He didn't have one. Jade sat down with his head held high. A faint howl came out from his throat. The male was in high hopes that a female had heard his call...... Or anybody else.
Go ahead, give it a try, and tell me theres something wrong with it.
Sweet Memory « Result #89 on Aug 20, 2009, 8:33pm »
s w e e t m e m o r y my memories with you are the sweetest
Once upon a time there were two elementals that were said to control everything of the world. They both lived harmoniously, in peace with each other. There was the Sun Elemental, by the calling of Kraetar, and his likeness, Shane of the Moon. Both had incredible power, however without the other they were obsolete. They lived in peace for all of eternity, watching over the earth and the humans that inhabited it. However, the humans began to become greedy. Their world was falling apart by all the sin. It was dying, crying out for help. Kraetar and Shane each wanted a different solution to fix this, each contradicting the other. Kraetar wanted to wipe out the population, recreate it to start anew. Shane, however, thought that would be cruel. She wanted to purify the earth, and expel any dark thoughts from their mind. Kraetar objected-- he wanted the humans to maintain their freedom of thought.
The two elementals bickered for days upon end, and in a final discussion they decided not to interfere with the population. They created an island on earth, one that was undetectable and invisible, as well as untouchable, to humans. As far as the people knew, it didn't exist. They divided their power into thirteen sacred elements, and from those they created wolves. They gave each wolf an element, and gave them the gift of reproduction amongst each other. They placed them on their undetectable island, making them undetectable themselves. They could see, hear, and smell the humans, but they were oblivious as to the existence of the elementals.
Humans never venture to this island. It's location changes every year, making it impossible to track. The elementals are transferred with it.
As for the Kraetar and Shane, they became but a memory. Their story was imprinted into all the elemental minds from birth. All elementals are aware of the story of Kraetar and Shane.
The island is perfect... flawless. Elementals are stong forces in themselves. But with the great power comes great conflictions, and in a world where everything is pure, problems are just around the corner... can you survive?
A King's Sport « Result #91 on Aug 20, 2009, 12:25pm »
.:Waiting for the Gates to Open:. .:Like Thunder you can see:. .:In front of Thousands of fans:. .:In Memories that last a lifetime:. .:Do You Have what it takes?:. .:A King's Sport, a Peasant's Life:.
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Re: Take their breath away ♥ Jade « Result #92 on Aug 19, 2009, 10:56pm »
lookin' much better, thank you. =]
Accepted.
(i stared at that word and realized how odd of a word it was.. maybe it's the c's? if we're not on the same page don't worry, I'm probably just crazy!)
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Re: Take their breath away ♥ Jade « Result #97 on Aug 18, 2009, 10:56pm »
your application is great, the only problem is that we need your personality to be about paragraph.. we like to have history and personality about 100 words each. So, once you fix that, I can accept joo! <3 In what ways is he competitive and loving? What really sets off his competitive side? How else does he show his 'evil sense'? By being brutal, rude? Does he strut around to show himself off or what, more bark than bite?! Just some suggies!
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Take their breath away ♥ Jade « Result #99 on Aug 18, 2009, 7:41pm »
Name: Jade Alias: Jadezy, or Jay Sex: Male Age: 6 Breed: Timber Wolf
Build: Strong and fast. Looks light, but is definitly strong. Fur: Jet black but looks kinda highlighted in the sun Overall look: Pretty, for a guy. Mysterious and lonesome looking. Green, almost neonish eyes. Other:
History: Jade definitly wasn't the runt of the litter. He was the second born, and from that moment, his parents knew that he would grow up to be the strongest of his siblings. There were supposed to be 4 pups in that litter, but the last pup never came. A little sister whos name was to be Callie. It scarred him for life when the little one was unborn. This is why he seems so lonely. He and his older brother grew to be the best of friends, but they slowly drifted away from eachother. So now, Jade is just waiting to improve skills of his past years...... But he mainly wants friends once more since all he ever knew, had come and passed. The biggest influence on his history was his father. Taught him everything he knew when he was just a young little wolf. He was a brave wolf and always stuck to Jade's mothers side, especially in birth. So Jade is pretty protective when it comes to loved ones, because thats how he was raised. Personality: Jade is very competitive, yet loving. In battle he tends to try and distract others, and doesn't really have much of a soft side in competitions and races. However, he's great with kids and would love to have a family..... but he has an evil sense to him. Although, he is not really that mean, once you get to know him. Strangers will set off his evil side, if they are bitches. If they aren't, then all will be alright with him. A perfect mix of good and evil. Acts like he's the sexiest kid on the block, attempting to impress all the ladies when there are other males around. When they are not around, hes a touch less arrogant, but inside, he still wants to burst out and strut his stuff, or give out a howl to the moon and kiss up to the females. Who knows if his charm works? On some it does, on others it doesn't. But either way, he thinks it does.
Wolves of the Woods « Result #100 on Aug 17, 2009, 11:27pm »
The packs have been living in fair peace through out the years. Quite nice, the peace has been. The four packs (Lunar Moon Pack, Amazon Lands, Fog Valley, and Twisted Desires) are friendly to each other. Maybe the reason is because they didn't often come near each other. But, this time, this year, this month, who knows, maybe even today, that will all change. Fights are starting to break out outside of packs... and inside of packs. Its getting deadlier and deadlier for parents or soon to be parents to have or raise pups. Wolves are dying, and its all because of some lousy wolves who are lazy, and won't hunt on their territory or such. All the wolves agree, surprisingly, that they should punish the wolves who do so. But, leaders haven't been enforcing it. Actually, they’ve been the ones saying for the wolves to do it!
Will you venture into modern Russia, and join a pack? Or, would you be a loner? Live the life as a wolf, or dog, or something along the Canis line. Hunt, mate, enjoy life, hate life, its all here in Wolves of the Woods. Live or die. Yep, that’s the code.
If you feel you can gut the experience of a life time?
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