Lady of the Rings wrote:
Lady of the Rings wrote:
Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
Fruit-Punch wrote:
Your eighteen or seventeen. But the truth of the matter is, your done with that no good high school nonsense. You may have found it pointless or you may plan on continuing your education in the near future. But it's all up to you now, moms not going to be telling you it's past your bed time. You get to pick your own path now. But you don't have to stress about all of that right now. It's summer! And you have chosen is Orange County, California. So you can visit Huntington Beach of course! The sun is almost always shining and it's hard to tell who isn't a tourist. You may have been in California your whole life, and this vacation was just a little road trip. Or you maybe from half across the country, with a long plane ride behind you. But it's full of colorful shopping centers and of course the ocean. But don't take my word for it. Hardly anyone can tell you what to do anymore. Run Free.Roleplay based off We'll Be Alright By Travie McCoy
bubbly13 wrote:LOOKING FOR A ROLEPLAY
What i will do:
powers
ghosts
warriors
original
fun
most animals
therian
most fantasy
What i might do:
jailbreak/villain/ bad guys kind of thing
zombies
post apocoliptic
angel/vs/ demon
monsters
What i will absolutely not do:
literate roleplays.
highschool
hunger games
slaves
twilight
boy bands
nothing but love story
wolf
horses
emo/gothic/stuff
Requirements:
i prefer to have a non literate but some semi literates are okay depending on it
it has to be new
it needs to have less than 20 pages
must have less than 5-10 people depending on the roleplay
please no moochy moochy stories
i do like most 1x1 and will do them depending on the subject
if any special ranks are open thats cool (not really needed)
i dont like many rpg whose owner doesnt put up info about others (names ranks etc)
My rpgs:
if anyone wants to join any of my rps, your very welcome to. one is in my signature below.
i love 1x1 and i have a subject that i use in many of them. pm me if you want to do one. also... i can do 1x1 with 1-5 people
just because it might be in the maybes doesnt mean i wont take a look at it ;P
Ƨтяαωвɛяяʏღღღ wrote:Ƨтяαωвɛяяʏღღღ wrote:Ƨтяαωвɛяяʏღღღ wrote:Ɯнαт Ѧακɛƨ Ƴσʋ βɛαʋтιғʋℓ
Welcome. You've heard of the British/Irish boyband One Direction, right? You've entered a contest to go on a full tour with them. You may even have the chance to show your own talent along the way! Eight girls are allowed to go, but will one be you?
ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.
Ƨιиcℓαιя Δcα∂ɛмʏ σғ Ɖαиcɛ
You are a dancer. You have been your entire life, heart and soul. No matter your background, you are a naturally skilled dancer. Maybe you excel in the classic art of ballet, or love the creativity of hip hop. Whatever style--or styles--you are experienced in, they will all be challenged. You have just received your acceptance letter to the most prestigious dance academy in the world: Sinclair Academy of Dance. You applied, and believed you were beyond lucky to audition. After a stressful week of assessments, solos, and constant practice, you returned home. Weeks passed, and nothing. Oh, well, you thought, so I didn't get in. But then the letter came.
Dear Mr./Ms. _____,
I am delighted to inform you that your performances during the week of July 6 to July 12 have greatly impressed chosen alumni of the Sinclair Academy of Dance. We have chosen you out of hundreds of eligible young men and women of your age group to attend our academy and learn the art of dance. Your skill and potential were both obvious in your audition and we are proud to welcome you into our school. Arrival date is August 23. Further information will be provided by calling the following number, as well as during the first-year initiation ceremony on August 24.
Ɩитσ тнɛ Ɯσσ∂ƨ
It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.
Өยг รтгคภﻮє єʏєร
You are different.
~
And not in that stupid ‘Everyone’s unique’ sort of way that some optimistic people say with their overly-happy grins. You are truly different, barely even human. I bet it would wipe the smile of those optimists’ faces if they saw you. Because you cannot hide your difference, it’s shown plain on your skin.
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A mark.
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There is something else you have. Power. You are superhuman, some with the ability to move rocks and others with the ability to read your mind. I made a mistake though, let me rephrase that. You are not superhuman. In fact, you aren’t even human. You are a Hemi. Half-human. The other half, nobody knows.
Δ Ƨωɛɛт Ƭнιиɢ Ɔαℓℓɛ∂ ˩σʌɛ
Well being a teenager has it's up and downs, but sometimes it has it's opertunities. School, Job, Friends, Car, Room, what else could you ask for? Those are all great things, but there is one thing you seem to be missing. Love. A person who truly knows you, a person who has your back, someone who adores you, someone who truley LOVES you. After all it is your first year in Collage, and there seem's to always be a new opertunity. Maybe it includes love. Welcome to Artemise Arrow Collage, Galveston, Texas.
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Hi! I'm Wish. Welcome to my new modeling agency, Ɔнιc! Here we take only the best of models, and to qualify you must meet the requirements, but if you seem unhealthy, we won't take you. Now, down to business, do you meet the requirements?
Well, if you're still reading you must have passed the requirements. Anyways, we'll give you an application to send in, and good luck ladies!
Why hello there! I'm Sandy, the manager of Ɔяαʓɛ. Welcome everyone! Ok down to business, we have just a few requirements.
Anyways, here are you applications, and good luck to everyone!
Hello, I'm Lenny, and I'm the current owner of Starstruck. Now, there are a few things we require for you to be able to join.
Thank You for joining our model agency, Starstruck.[i]Hello, I'm Shayna, and I'm the current owner of On Top Modeling Agency. These are the requirments I go by;
Thanks for applying for On Top Madeling Agency.
Ɩcʏ Ɖяɛαмƨ
The cold arctic tundra is a brutal and unforgiving place. It never takes it easy, you have to be the tuffest of the tuff to survive here. Only the dogs with the thickest fur and strongest limbs are picked, and only they survive. The others, not so lucky. You must have great courage and stamina. Also in adition, you must be a familar with The Law of the Fang. Meaning, two top dogs are going to fight to the death. Thats the way it is. Only the strongest survive, and that is that.
This rp is about the struggle of being a sled dog, pulling heavy loads over hundreds of miles.
Ɖяɛαмιиɢ Яɛαℓιтʏ
It couldn't be real, could it?
A radio contest, that was all it took for you and your friends to win something that you would have always dreamed of, but doubted would have happened. Now you're here- Becker Manor. The importance of this manor? Well honestly, not all that much, it's old and frankly other than the amazing basement den isn't all that interesting. It's more or less your roomies that have you excited.
You and your four friends will be living with the famed One Direction for the next two months.
Because they have just recently finished up their tour the boys wanted some down time and opted to rent the manor for an estate for the five of them to share. Though their manager proposed the idea of making a radio contest to offer the prize of sharing the manor with them. Figuring that maybe it could make their little vacation house a bit more fun they granted access of the reward.
Now what will happen? Will everything be peaceful? Or will this be a house of drama?
Ƭнɛ Ɔнαℓɛиɢɛƨ
"Imagine if the World was a Forest..."
Would you have Anything to Hide?
Something to Keep?
People to be With?
Enemies to Fight With?
A Special Power to Use?
"What if your Life was About to Change?"
For the Better?
For the Worse?
In a New Place?
With New People?
You Never know the Answers to these Questions, until you Live It...
ѕσ уσυ тнιηк уσυ cαη ∂αηcє?
Your whole life, you've been dancing. The moment you took your first steps, you were signed up for a dance class. You continued dancing for the rest of your life, participating in dance recitals, winning medals and trophies for your immense amount of hard work. At a young age, you were welcomed with open arms into Company, and there, you became a competitive dancer. Dance recitals, competitions, rehearsals, it was never too much for you, because you loved it. You had a passion for dancing. It made you feel free. Every day, when you'd come home, you'd watch your favorite TV show-So You Think You Can Dance. There, you discovered many idols to look up to, like [name of dancer here], who you thought was an amazing [type of dance here] dancer. Anyways, you were reaching your older years now. As you watch the season finally, you realize, you were old enough to try out. You waited several months, practicing endless hours to be good enough. When the time for auditions finally came, you packed your bags, and off you went to become the dancer you always dreamed to be.
Ƭσ βɛ ˩σʌɛ∂ βʏ Ƴσʋ ♥
You met the boys on the X Factor, but got eliminated after a few shows. You played it cool on stage, but broke down backstage in tears. The boys comforted you and told you you had a beautiful voice. You guys hung out later on, and they invited you to stay in their mansion. You had been fans since the X Factor, got to be friends with them and now this? How cool is that? ♥
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Long ago, you had your heart broken, by none other then one of the heartthrobs people call One Direction. At least you forgot, because you can't feel a heartbreak if you can't remember a heartbreak.
Somehow, you won. You, out of hundreds of girls, you won. You're the happiest you've ever been, until you start to remember, these boys broke your heart.
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You are an average teen. One day, you get a letter in the mail.
You smile as you read through it:
Dear ________,
We are happy to inform you that you have been selected to take
part in the summer teen program. You will stay in a beach house
next to many other teens like you. You will be given meals for
all through the day. You will be able to explore the town. Your
curfew is 9 o'clock. You may rise at any time you want. Pets are
allowed, but only cats, dogs, ferrets, hamsters, ect. We hope you
come.
pancakebunii wrote:The Forest Of Agartha. Winged cat and horse rp
Deep within the core of the earth, a forest lay in the peace...At least for now.War has always waged on between the horses and the cats. But they are not normal cats or horses. The cats have wings and the horses have horns or wings. In some rare occasions the have powers. Split only by a thin river, the herd and the can are within reach of each other, dangerously close.
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=1217340
Dia. wrote:Dia. wrote:Dia. wrote:This is what any young equestrian dreams for - an invitation to join the ranks at the 13th Hour Equestrian Center.
Located in the remote mountains of Colorado, 13th Hour is one of the most prestigious equestrian centers in this half of the world.
Every year, a new generation of champions is released unto the world from this location.
This is your chance. As one of the most promising young riders in the sport, you've been invited to move up to the grounds. You are allowed to bring your four-legged partner, truck and trailer, tack and supplies, and the other necessities of life.
Your life will change immediately upon stepping onto the grounds of 13th Hour Equestrian Center. You are entirely responsible for your own life here. There will be falls and fights. There will be times when you just want to pack up and go home... and many have. However, if you can look for the silver lining, your time in the program can be the best years of your life.
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