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[flowercatt]

This roleplay takes place a few months after the Pacifist ending. All the monsters have been living happily on the surface for a few months. One day, a tension breaks out between the humans and monsters. They are weary of each other. Flowey takes advantage of this, spreading several lies to each side about the other. A few days later, a new war breaks out between the two races. Humans are trying to force the monsters back underground, and they're forced to fight back.

Most canon characters open!

You can find the roleplay here!

[eleutheromania]

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↳ａ ｓｅｎｓｅ ｏｆ ｓｏｒｒｏｗ, ｍｉｓｅｒｙ, ａｎｄ ｄｅｐｒｅｓｓｉｏｎ.

what is a pack without its land, its structure, and its loyalty? well, that is what has become of these handful of wolves. their home destroyed by deforestation, fires, and humans. what more could possibility go wrong for this pack? to top it off, a illness swept through their depleted numbers. there was nothing left for these canines, their home was literally nothing but barren land. no prey and their once fresh water turned brown and filled with decaying vegetation and oil. days turned to weeks of the wolves slowly showing signs of starvation from the slim intake of prey they could find. some disappeared during the time in which the humans had occupied the area enough to destroy it. at the time, only fifteen remained of the once prosperous pack and as time passed, even those numbers dropped.

it's been only four months since the wreckage of their territory, the place they thought they would never leave until death. the remaining eight wolves no longer occupy the land. instead, they have traveled miles to reach the last place they wanted, a human city. though small, it blocked their path and it seemed there would be no way around it. though before they would be able to move through the city, they would have to pass through the town surrounding it. from the hill they had stood situated on the night prior, they could see the humans and their pets. no wolf would ever understand the concept of dogs and why they allowed themselves to be owned. though of course the wolves knew nothing of strays and how they lived. the closer they drew, the more they would have to either blend in or interact with the dogs and humans. this is the true test of their journey, far past the city lies uncharted territory for the wolves to settle down and rebuild.

there are so many factors that could change for this small pack, will dogs join them in hopes of better living or will they only get in their way? some of the wolves will have no qualms with hurting another animal that is keeping them from getting to where they need to go. roles could change if the majority find one leader to be leading them down the wrong path, it's only a matter of time before the right face their own inner battles with each other and within themselves.

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[crazy-in-wonderland]

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The rising sun manor has always been
a place for teenagers to go and escape from
their own lives, maybe they had a horrible life,
or maybe they are hiding something, who knows.
However when a murder happens in the manor
everyone freaks out, no one is sure who to
trust anymore and everyone needs to find
out exactly what happened to Max,
and who killed him.
Before it happens again.
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Murder victim: On October 31st the group of nine teenagers left the Manor to go to a Halloween party held down the street from them. The twins were the first to find the body, although Max had gone out as a dead corpse [removed]. They left him alone. Next stumbled in the rest, all tipsy from the party and they went to sleep. The next morning, the youngest member of the group was found screaming over Max's stabbed body.


Rules:
i. Follow all nicks and Tess's rules
ii. realistic face claims only please
iii. This is a semi lit so you must be able to write a least a good chunky paragraph.
iv. post at least three times a week and you'll be good
v. res last 24 hours and then your spot will open back up
vi. coding isn't a necessarity but please try to leave text size 85
vii. I want us all to be a part of this rp and progress the plot tog
ether! If you have input don't be afraid to share it.
viii. Post all forms on the discussion thread! relation charts are highly encouraged. Post
all of your forms on this thread please
ix. Only one character per person as there is only eight spots available.
x. Please PM me all reservations.

2 males left!

[direwolf.]

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a canine with disabilities roleplay
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it all began with a couple who could not
have any children. they decided that a d
og would help them through this depress
ion. they went to the shelter and found a
sweet dog by the name of cadbury. howe
ver, this canine was not a normal one. sh
e only had three legs. despite this, the c
ouple fell in love with her and took her h
ome. cadbury helped begin the disabled
canine sanctuary in the couple's home. t
hey moved to a larger house to be able t
o keep the many disabled and unwanted.
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[eventer]

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[Jιηx]

Twelve kids. Six teams. Time travel. Futures at stake. And nothing is going as planned.


In the year 3467, time travel is more than a sci-fi story. Twenty four men and women find work as chrono-historians, cataloging the history of the world as they know (and don't know) it. Unlike the career of historians in past eras, being a chrono-historian is one of the most exciting jobs one can have. And these twelve kids were born for it. Only two of them will join the highest ranks of the society of chronological history and exploration, or SOCHAE. Competing in a series of competitions and races through time, resembling children's playground games, the twelve will be paired up with people they may or may not get along with in a race for their very futures. Alliances will be made and broken. Betrayal is inevitable. When you want something this badly, nothing is sacred.
Despite what you may believe, time is not on your side.

[munchqueen]

Welcome to The Beyond... The land of the Outcasts.
Well, perhaps we're not outcasts; not entirely. But it is what we are called.
We are the wolves. Wolves live in packs, tightly bound family-like groups; many wolves in singular packs are related, so I suppose you could call it a 'family'. Life in the wild is not easy, and every wolf must do their job in order for the pack to survive. Those who do not, those who are a hindrance to the pack, are exiled to The Beyond.
We were sent away.
We were forced to become part of the Outcasts. Life in a pack is hard...
Try living without one.
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The Beyond is always cold, a never-ending winter, the ground always covered in snow.
Food is not abundant here; snow hares are the most common prey, but even they are often hard to find, and even harder to catch. Elk are seen as well, but every wolf here is alone, and a lone wolf cannot kill an elk, so they are usually not hunted. Quarrels over food break out often. It is rare that a wolf does not have to fight for their meal, so clever wolves have found loopholes to this rule. Some wolves use their charm to their advantage, seducing others into getting what they want. Others use wit, their cunning and trickery fooling many. Some use brute strength, violence; these wolves leave paths of blood in their wake.
Few are born here, and, generation after generation, have adapted to this lifestyle; however, they are even more primitive than the ones who murder to survive, you can see the wildness in their eyes. They are no longer wolves; they are the Lost.
Every wolf has a different way of surviving in The Beyond. Of course, the simple compromise would be to make a pack, would it not? This has been attempted many times, but none have succeeded. It is as if a monster lurks in the shadows cast by the trees, only there to make sure that the unspoken rules of The Beyond are obeyed. Those who do not follow these rules...
Shall be punished.
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We are currently accepting females, but would appreciate more males.

We also have an AU role-play with these characters, in a high school setting. Join this role-play to participate in that one, too!

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яʋιиƨ (mulifandom roleplay, brand shiny new and open)

Your eyes open slowly. You can't
remember anything that happened.
You are in a large room, with broken
stone around you. There is a stone
circle in the middle of the room,
with a broken chain in the middle.
There are a couple others around you,
just sitting up. You begin to ask around.
Nobody can remember anything. So, the
only choice is to venture off.



Welcome to ruins.
This roleplay is for all fandoms, but is mainly
based on The Last Guardian C:.

[flowercatt]

This roleplay takes place a few months after the Pacifist ending. All the monsters have been living happily on the surface for a few months. One day, a tension breaks out between the humans and monsters. They are weary of each other. Flowey takes advantage of this, spreading several lies to each side about the other. A few days later, a new war breaks out between the two races. Humans are trying to force the monsters back underground, and they're forced to fight back.

Most canon characters open!

You can find the roleplay here!

[~ moth ~]

ᵐᵃᶤᶰ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈ
ᵈᶤˢᶜᵘˢˢᶤᵒᶰ ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈ
ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᶠˡᵘᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐᵉᵗ ʷᶤᵗʰ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵗʳᵃᶰᵍᵉ. ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ˡᵃʸᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵒᶠᵗ ᵖᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵍʳᵃˢˢ. ᵃ ˢˡᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᵇˡᵒʷˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵉˢᵗ. ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵒᵃᵏ ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ ʷʰᶤᶜʰ ᵗᵒʷᵉʳ ʰᶤᵍʰ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵃ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗᶤᶠᵘˡ ᶜˡᵉᵃʳ ˢᵗᵃʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵐᵒᵒᶰˡᶤᵗ ᶰᶤᵍʰᵗ ˢᵏʸ. ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᶤʳʳᶤᶰᵍ, ˢᵒ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵃˡᵒᶰᵉ. ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᵈᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶤʳˢᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ? ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʰᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ. ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵃˢᵗ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ, ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵐᶤˡʸ. ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵒᶰˡʸ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ. ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶰˣᶤᵉᵗʸ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗᵉʳʳᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶤᵗᵘᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰ ˢᵉᵗ ᶤᶰ, ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ˢᶤˡᵉᶰᵗ, ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶠʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ. ᵗʰᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵖˢ ᵇˡᵒʷᶤᶰᵍ, ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ˢʷᵃʸᶤᶰᵍ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶤʳ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ᵠᵘᶤᵗᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵈ. ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉᶰˡʸ ᵃ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˡᵒᵘᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵒᵒᵐᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉˢ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ ʳᵉˢᵒᶰᵃᵗᵉˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉᵃ. ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᶤˢ ᶤᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᶤᶰᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ? ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢʰʳᶤˡˡ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᶠᶤˡˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᶰᵉ, ᵗʰᶤˢ ᶤˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵃʸˢ.

ᵃʰ, ᵐʸ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵐᶤᶰᶤᵒᶰˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉ! ᶠᶤᶰᵃˡˡʸ! ᶤᵗ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇʳᵃᵗˢ ˡᵒᶰᵍ ᵉᶰᵒᵘᵍʰ, ᵃ ʷᵉᵉᵏ. ᵖˢʰ, ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᶤᵗ ᵒᶰˡʸ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵃ ᵈᵃʸ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈᶤᵈᶰ'ᵗ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˡᵒᶰᵍ... ᵃᶰʸʷᵃʸˢ, ᶤ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᶤᶰᵏᶤᶰᵍ, ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒᶰᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵉᶰᵈˢ ᵘᵖ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᶤᶰᵏˢ ᶤᵗ. ˢʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉᵈ, ᶜˡᵉᵃʳᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʰʳᵒᵃᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵍᵒᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶰ ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᵐᵒᶜᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ.

ᵒʰ ᶰᵒ! ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃᵐ ᶤ? ʰᵒʷ'ᵈ ᶤ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ? ʷʰᵒ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ? ʷʰᵒ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᶤᵍ ᵇᵃᵈ ˡᵃᵈʸ ᵗᵃˡᵏᶤᶰᵍ? ᵇˡᵃʰ ᵇˡᵃʰ ᵇˡᵃʰ. ᵃᶰᵈ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ʰᵉʳ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ ᵗᵉᵉᵐᶤᶰᵍ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵗᵉʳʳᵒʳ.

ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ. ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᶰᵃᵗᵃˡᶤᵉ ᵃ ˢᵒʳᶜᵉʳᵉˢˢ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᶤ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ. ᶜʰᵉᵉʳᶠᵘˡ ᶜˡᵃᵖᵖᶤᶰᵍ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵃᵇʳᵘᵖᵗˡʸ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᶤᶰᵍ.

ᶤ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵉʳᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳᶤᵉˢ, ˡᵒᶜᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃʷᵃʸ, ᵃˡˡ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ. ᶤᶠ ᶤ ᵍᵃᶤᶰ ᵃ ˡᶤᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵃˡˡᵒʷ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳᶤᵉˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ. ᶰᵒʷ, ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗᵉᵃᵐᵐᵃᵗᵉˢ. ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ, ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ. ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵈᵉᶜᶤᵈᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᶤᶜᵏ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ᵒʳ ᵍᵒ ᶤᵗ ᵒᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷᶰ. ᶤ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᶜᵃʳᵉ. ᵇᵘᵗ ᶤ ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡˡ ˢᵗᶤᶜᵏ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ. ᵃᶰᵈ ᵃˢ ᶠᵒʳ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ, ʷᵉˡˡ, ᶤᶰ ᵐʸ ᵒʷᶰ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ! ᶤ'ᵛᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᶤᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐʸ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᶤᶰᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰˢ ʳᵘᶰ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ. ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒᶤᵈ. ᵃᶰ ᵉᵛᶤˡ ᶜᵃᶜᵏˡᵉ ᵇᵒᵒᵐˢ ˢʰᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ.

ᶰᵒʷ, ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᶤˢ ᶠᶤˡˡᵉᵈ ᵐᵃᶰʸ, ᵐᵃᶰʸ ᵏᶤˡˡᵉʳ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᵉˢ. ˢᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᶤˢᵈᵒᵐ. ˡᶤᵍʰᵗ ᶤˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵇʸ ᵈᵃʸ. ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏᶰᵉˢˢ ᶤᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃᶰᵈˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ˢˡᵃʸ ˡᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵃʷᵃʸ. ᶰᵒʷ, ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵘʳᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵗʰᶤˢ. ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵐᵉᶰᵗ, ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ˢᶤˡᵉᶰᵗ ᵃᵍᵃᶤᶰ, ᵗʰᵉᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ˡᶤᶠᵉ. ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶤʳ ʷᵃʳᵐˢ ᵘᵖ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵘᵍˢ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵇᵘᶻᶻᶤᶰᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ. ʷᶤˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵘʳᵛᶤᵛᵉ, ᵒʳ ᵇᵉ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᶰʸ ᵗᵒ ᵈᶤᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᶤˢ ᵘᶰᶠᵒʳᵍᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ?

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