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Rock, Paper, Scissors || Summer Romance Roleplay ||

"No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks."
The chants rose high in the air as all of the teenagers fled out of school on the last day. This was their freedom, their time to shine. This was their summer vacation. They hurried home, where they prepared to have the best summer of their lives; finding love, and maybe, if they were able to, get married, find their own home, and live together with their own baby.
If only they realized it wasn't as easy as it seemed. There was many bumps and obstacles along the way, all in which they finally realized when they experienced it.
What did they call this? Rock, Paper, Scissors.

- 2 pages and new ~

[rheia]

αℓтєяηαтє - Alternate Universe roleplay
{click the name for the roleplay}

And I said, say
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my grave

Tell me I'm a bad man
Kick me like a stray
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my grave

~House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance
A l t e r n a t e

You live in an alternate universe. In this universe, people have modifications like wings, and animal features. There are shapeshifters, vampires, and a lot more. Every supernatural being. Even talking animals.

[Alfor]

"It can't be! The spirits must have messed up somehow! How is this even possible?" All these questions are running through your head at once. A very strange has happened, and it leaves everyone bewildered. The four avatars before Aang are back, very surprising, but it's even more surprising when they are all in the same age range from 11-16. Everyone thinks that the spirits must have messed up, but everything happens for a reason, don't they? Yes, the Fire nation is now aware of this, but they are strangly calm about it. Maybe it's because all five will be in the same group, eventually, so it'll be easier to take them down, but who knows? Maybe the Fire Nation's plan will ultimatly backfire. This is going to be the ride of a lifetime.

LINK TO RP IN SIGNATURE

[Complicated game]

.:Ƭɛяяα Иιнιℓ:.
It was stupid, you knew it was. You found this old lady on the streets trying to sell stones to make her living. Nothing more than hunks of Limestone, and with a good life and cash to burn, you can easily take pity on this old woman. If so, you have nothing more than a stone, if not, life goes on. Whatever you chose, one day you see brown spots on your skin. You hide it well. It's no big deal. After a week or so, the stone has chipped away into a glowing precious stone, and your skin is worse than ever. Then pain. You pass out, and when you wake up you're in a sunny field, but you are no longer you. You're a monster. If you had the stone, you find it in a small sack beside you with some supplies. You can only remember your name and the woman. If you had no stone, nothing. You remember only your name, and you know the name of this place. Terra Nilhil. So now you wander the valley, mountains, and forests, meeting others like you. They were cursed and moved as you. Each day they wander as humans, at night as beasts. So what lies from here? Will you survive the rivalries for resources, or will the wild Terra Nihil break you down?

[city;]

You can only run. You are in the fight for your life. 

Bullets. Silver bullets fly past your head. Nightmares from past weeks threaten to override your feet, and send you sprawling. A voice calls from behind you. "You can't run forever." Your thought is Oh, yes I can. Right? You have recently found out something is different about you. You're definitely not human. You're definitely not animal.

You are a WereWolf

You're irritated. That creature keeps going. It's relentless, not once has it stopped moving in the past six days. You're running out of bullets and energy, and you haven't shot it once. It's too fast, but if you can just keep up with it... You know this is a dangerous game to play. It's violent, excruciating, taxing. There is no turning back. So what do you say, Hunter?

Are you ready?



You are a Werewolf or a Werewolf Hunter. You need the other destroyed, no matter the cost. It did something to your family, and you want revenge. Revenge to satisfy your pain. Revenge to make it suffer. Revenge for the sake of revenge. 

It needs to pay.





This RP is semi-lit, make your own form! We have limited spots of 20 characters, and 10 have been taken! Click the picture to go to it.

Hey guys, I'm looking for a few new role plays!

I will join...

• Werewolf
• Realistic Human Romance 
-Straight, Bi, Gay, Lesbian, whatever!
• Origional ones
• Survial
• Hunger Games
-Only if it has a really cool twist
• Normal Wolf 
• Warrior Cats 
-If you have the patience to explain everything to me. I need to find the books this summer
• Limited spaces role plays 
-They're fun!



I will not join...

• Anime 
-I don't follow i
• Role Plays that work with elements 
-I tried one, and all the good ones get taken...
• Kidnapped children 
• Innapropriate role plays
• Family ones
• Ones that make you keep the genders even 
-I have issues with playing more than one character. One usually gets neglected...
• One Direction
• Celebrity 
• Pokémon



I might join...

• Anything if the plot is great!
• 1x1 roleplays 



The requirements for me to join are...

• Semi-Lit or lower
-Propper spelling, grammar, pretty posting, one to two paragraphs. 
• Active!
-I cannot stress this one enough. I adore active role plays. One of my favorites is over 500 pages. You know why? We're all active. 
• Not very many arguments OOC
-I hate having to quit when it's so fun.
• I can make my own forms!




Don't be scared to shoot me a PM! I promise I don't bite... Hard.  

[WitchSoul0123]

Randomly throwing out an idea...

This random thing has been tugging at my mind for some reason...

So...

...What is freedom...?

You know what you are created for. A lifeless killing machine... what is there to life but your orders? Your siblings have no will. So...
The Shinagami company. Experts were hired from arround the world. There specialtys? Inventors, engeneers, biologists, dollmakers. Their perpose? To create a perfect killing weapon. and assassin. They succeded. Their final creations are ruthless, obedient, skilled. They ask no questions, that have no emotions, they can kill anything that has ever been belived to exist. These are "Living dolls" Built so perfectly that they are undestinguishable from human beings, There programming unable to fail.
But mistakes were made. A batch of these machines were made with a flaw. They were made with emotions.
You keep your mouth shut. Unless of course, you want to be Disposed of, as a peice of worthless trash. You cannot function in the world you were created as a part of, a world stained red with greed and blood, but are you good enough to function in the world in which humans live? You cannot stay here, to be thrown away... So, what WILL you do?

What do you guys think?
I know the details are rough. Still alot of things I need to dicide... any questions? cocmments?

[Emberrose]

∂εα∂ℓy sнα∂σωs
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

Welcome to Roma, Italy, late 15th century.

(Assassin roleplay, looking for new members and need more guys!)

[TigressJaguiar]

Always Looking for Roleplays!

** I am NOT good at 1x1 Roleplays and I will most often turn them down, but if you insist be warned I might forget to post now and then.**

Requirements:
Must be semi-lit (I'm not that much of a literite roleplayer.)
Must be new (less then 10-15 pages, but I can make exceptions.)
Must be active or not started yet (No dead roleplays)

I WILL Join:
Animal. Any animal.
Powers
Shapeshifters
Dinosaurs
Mythical Creature Roleplays
Original Wolf Roleplays
Roleplays with settings similar to the Hunger Games (inclosed space, dangers)
Space/Another Planet (Colonies on another planet, set on another planet, ect)
Roleplays where people are transformed into animals/mythical animals. I love these
Roleplays with Original Ideas

I MIGHT join
Hogwarts (Harry Potter)
[However, magic must stay true to the books. That means NO STRANGE WAND CORES. Just Phoenix Feather, Unicorn Hair, or Dragon Heartstring. New spells may be invented for the roleplay, but don't change existing ones.]
Book-Themed Roleplays (if I have read the books)
Zombie Apocolipse
Horse Roleplays
War Roleplays
MLP: FIM (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic)
Avatar (Last Airbender and Pandora Avatar)
Post-Apocoliptic Future
Guardians of Ga'Hoole
Wolves of the Beond
Animorphs
Hunger Games <3
Normal Wolf Roleplays

I Will NOT Join:
Twilight
Vampires
Werewolves (depends)
School (Normal school)
Family
X-Men
Romance (Your roleplay can have romance, but not based on romance)
Super Hero
Warrior Cats
Anime (don't watch it)
Pery Jackson (Haven't read the books)
Gay/Lesbian/Bi (I have nothing against them but I don't feel comfortable Roleplaying it)
NO REAL-LIFE ROLEPLAYS!

If you have a roleplay I might like, please PM me.

hehe I think its funny how other people are copying this post. Feel free to, but keep this:
Original by TigressJaguiar.

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http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=1213732

Below The Surface - Semi Literate to Literate - A Newly Made RolePlay - Please Join -

We all carry these things inside us
That no one else can see.
They hold us down like anchors
They drown us out at sea.

***

We are not human. We are not fish. And we are most certaintly, definately, most infinetely, not half of anything. We are whole. We are real. We are Mer. Our kind does not sit on rocks jutting from the ocean, brushing our hair and waiting for love. We don't carry golden tridents and live in castles underwater. Those are human thoughts. They don't belong in Ingo. The Mer, we do sing, though. But our songs are ones of danger and delight. We sing to you human sailors and divers, calling you out to sea. We speak pure Mer, and pull you down with us. We call and call, but you can't leave the Air behind you. And then we let you drift away and join our graveyards full of bones. Our songs are irresistable, there's absolutely no escape. Our king has no coaches pulled by dolphins, does not have a flowing beard. He's old and scarred and full of hate, and wants the world for Mer. He sets strict boundries, and the punishments are severe. Those who don't obey our king join the humans in our graveyard. Ingo is a wild deep, no place for human souls. The currents push and pull and kill, the sharks and seals rip flesh from your bones. We are proud warriors and have families of our own. When humans try to disrupt our world, we leave no survivors and take no prisoners. We will fight until all of Ingo is ours, and Air and human alike can't touch us here.

***

Our Leader is Tyron. He is rarely seen, and lives far away in the great vast ocean, deep below us. He was chosen by the Prophets to lead us. He can survive depths even us regular Mer can't. Tyron is strong, and old. He has tan skin with scars filling every inch. His hair is black and shoulder length, his eyes are black pools of hate. You do not cross Tyron and expect to live. He rules with strict orders, but he keeps us safe and makes us warriors. There is only one rule that would cause him to rage if it was broken; do not fall in love with a human. Do not interact with them unless it is to drown them, he tells us. There will be no friendships between the Mer and the humans. And children between Mer and human is unspeakable. It's not that we hate the humans, atleast not most. We just don't like when the bring their Air thoughts and ideas into Ingo, and disrupt us far below the sea, where they do not belong.

But Tyron has been silent for a long time. The boundries between Air and Ingo have begun to break, and the rumours are true, there are hybrids. Mer and human children, daughters and sons of both Air and Ingo. They walk on land and dive deep with the Mer. Tyron will not be happy. When he returns from wherever he has gone, he will rage, and kill all those who have dared to oppose him.

Our kind is being divided, pushing away from each other. We have begun to weaken, and Ingo has been thrown into chaos. There are those who believe in the ways of Tyron, and who believe that humans are for drowning only, and keeping out of Ingo. They are the Defenders. And then there are the ones who want to break the bounds between Ingo and Air, and be allowed to befriend the humans. They call themselves the Rebels. Some of us do not know what to do. They do not care, and want this warring to end.

They want things back to the way it was, with everyone living below the surface in our seaweed forest or coral caves. With children growing up peacefully, and training to become warriors at fourteen. When there was only one enemy, and that was the humans who dared enter Ingo. Now instead, when a child turns fourteen, they must join the group they were born into. Mer are killing Mer, young children soldiers filling our graves. The ocean has been divided, with the Rebels having part of the territory, and the Defenders having the other. Ingo is in pain. These are human thoughts, human ways. We are falling apart, and the war has only just begun.

[ѕнαdy]

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A southern breeze rippled through the the grassy valley, bringing with it the scent of wolves. From atop the southern hill came a chorus of howls, wach slightly different. One who listened closely could detect four howls. In the village below people came out of their houses, smiling at the sight of this wolf pack. In a matter of seconds the wolves leapt as one down the hillside toward the village, moving so fast they were merely blurs. Upon their entry four young women walked out, hugging them and kissing their brows.
Barks of joy came from the wolves as they received their love gifts. After a few moments the girls backed away, standing and watching. The wolves each stood on their rear legs, and began to grow taller. Slowly the fur evaporated into their skin and their eyes grew rounder. Each slipped on their shorts quickly, and ran forward, hugging their girlfriends back.
That night a ceremony took place, one that would mark the beginning of a new year. With this celebration came a special event for all of the wolf-men and their brides. It was the Night of Eternal Mates, a time that marked the coming together of the powerful Winter spirit and the beautiful Summer spirit. With the celebration came a mating ritual of sorts.
By morning the joyous event was over, though most of the villagers wore smiles. From the four biggest houses in the center of the village came screams, and as each bride woke she found her wolf-man dead. Carved into their forehead two letters. They went in a semi-circle, forming the word "FINISHED" once put together. Knowing they were no longer safe the women left, going to a haven for wolf-men and their kin.
Upon arrival they were given special medicine that accelerated their pregnancies. Within days their were four little wolves running around. These wolves were different though. They weren't forced into their shape by another, they elected to shift. From then on they were known as wolf-skins, all four sons.
Now the sons are almost fifteen years old, and are running through the haven, named Luminest, in a pack. They have formed a brotherhood, and a little pack. On the other side of this large haven is another group of four, this containing girl lion-skins, a form of lion shapeshifter. The boys are drawn to them, but at the head of the lion-skins stand four men who carry little carving knives with letters carved into the sides and wolf blood in the hilt. It is up to the mothers to fight for their children, but who knows what will happen to four little boys.