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Plot: You are d i f f e r e n t. You always knew you weren't normal. Your family wasn't normal. One day you realize you have powers not like your sense of smell is sharper then other humans or your hearing is better. None of those even compare to your powers. A few days later your parents say that the family is moving to Japan. Why? You don't want to leave your friends behind but your parents say it's for the best. You don't understand. Is it because of your unnatural abilities? You don't know all you know is your moving to Japan.

[Iŗi]

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An unspecified time before the current date, the face of the Earth changed and modern civilization was seemingly destroyed. It is unknown precisely what caused the "end of the world", but major landmasses changed shape as the sea level rose to unknown heights around the planet. Some time after the end of the world as we knew it, a nation was established in North America that would soon come to be known as Panem. It is unknown precisely when Panem was established and how long it has existed, though it is certain that Panem has been around for more than seventy-five years, and it's entirely possible for it to be at least a century or two old.

Panem eventually grew large enough that it was segmented into thirteen separate districts, each responsible for producing goods of a particular industry to serve the growing needs of the nation, and all operating under the auspices of Panem's oppressive Capitol. Its exact method of expansion is unknown; it is possible that some of the separate districts may have even once been smaller, separate nations that were eventually annexed by Panem.

The various districts of Panem rebelled against the Capitol, primarily due to the oppressive fashion in which the Capitol government ruled over the districts. It is unknown how long the rebellion lasted or the exact number of casualties on either side (although the Capitol claims that for every dead Capitol citizen, two rebels died), but by the end of the conflict, the Capitol had quelled the rebellion, defeating twelve of the districts and obliterating the thirteenth entirely.

In the wake of the rebellion, the Capitol established the Hunger Games, an annual event in which twenty-four children between the ages of twelve and eighteen, one boy and one girl from each district, are chosen from a lottery and entered into a gladitorial competition where they must fight each other to the death until only one remains standing.

The event served two purposes. The first was to demonstrate the overwhelming power the Capitol had over the districts by taking their children by force and forcing them to slay each other in a no-rules competition. It was proof that the Capitol's control over its people was so inexorable and unstoppable that they could do something so sadistic as to force the children of their conquered foes to slay each other in a battle royale. The second purpose was purely for entertainment. The Hunger Games are a nationally televised event in the same vein as a reality show, its entrants practically considered celebrities and the events themselves dramatized and glorified.

It was only a few years ago that you held your moms hand watching the kids and teens fight for there lives in the blood bath of hell.As you watched you knew only one survived through out the whole thing...As people died you watched the people around you drop to the ground sobbing.But you know when you turn 12 or more you will be entered and will win the hunger games for not only your family but your district.

a few years later....

You have been entered in to the 99th hunger games...You are either new or have been entered before and have not been chosen...But you are prepared...and know what you would do to survive the blood bath which can only take a few seconds to die.You know the game makers watch your every move and the tributes watch from every tree and bush waiting for the moment to attack you.The stakes are high and the careers are talented as ever...but are you a diamond in the rough and will win the annual hunger games? but the question is will you survive?

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[sultana]

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Just starting~

Иσт ɛʌɛяʏтнιиɢ ιƨ cℓɛαя...
Running, running, and running. Your paws ache, but your legs continue to { b l u r } from speed. Your life is on the line now, which further pumps adrenaline through your veins. So close, yet so far. A pack. You smelled it. A safe-haven for you to regain strength and become healthy. Was this it? Your life now? You soon met a white she-wolf, your soon-to-be alpha, but before you can ask, your eyes blank as you slip into unconciousness.

Welcome to the Shining Moon Pack. Your home, a strong, yet wise group of wolves with seemingly no trouble. However, as winter draws to a close, social pressures rekindle. From jealousy, betrayal, and love: it is all laced into the camp and echoing off the trees. But that's not all.

Harmony seems to be off in the Moonlight Falls Pack. From an attack from humans, to fierce predators, to sickness..it's like a mismatched melody. But..Ahiga is a myth, right?

According to lore, in every situation he came out victorious because of his vigorous spirit. The alpha of his current pack "mysteriously" disappeared, as well as the beta, and soon the delta pair. No one knew how they died..except for Ahiga. His lust for power had been quenched as each wolf's blood sunk into the earth. Silent vigils were held as well as a burrying. The wolves were bickering between eachother, pointing tails until it got out of hand. Promising for better living, Ahiga elected himself alpha, and the confused wolves went along with it.

One day, after a good feast on one of the elk Ahiga dispatched, the lead healer of his pack (The Burning Ashes) began to fall into fits of shaking and visions. The brute didn't know how to react this time. Suddenly, as if her body had been posessed, she stood and began to spit a throng of curses at him, eyes shifting to a blinding white. "Murderer!" She howled, voice crazed. "What do you mean?" The alpha questioned, though his voice shook. He knew she knew. A crowd had formed around them. "He did it! Killed everyone of the high ranks! Admit it now or this land will be cursed.." She growled, and Ahiga stumbled backward. "I-I didnt! I swear! What are you--" Suddenly, the lead healer thrust herself onto Ahiga, shoving them both over the cliff. A chorus of blood-curdling howls could be heard, and then a great splash. The sky grew dark, with lightning ravaging the land. Prey was scattered, wolves were bloodied, and fires still captured everything in it's unforgiving grasp. The land was forgotten for many years, used as a tale to scare pups into being good. Centuries later comes a new pack, Shining Moon, with no idea of what had happened before them. Ahiga was a myth to them. Will Dream let the pack fall, or will she lead them to greatness that they're destined for?

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This plot was taken from my other RP, with things added.

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[.Pack Territory.]

Camp
Nestle behind a mountain, it provides a shelter from humans and offers more prey options.

Alpha Rock
Where the alpha will hold meetings and announce news.

Hunting Grounds
Elk, game, and deer are very common here.

Waterfall
Great place to hang out or bring a special someone.

Willow Tree
A place where parents can teach their pups new skills.

Dens ;

Alpha Den
Beta Den
Delta Den
Subordinates

- Intro
- Rules, members, ranks, & form.
- My characters
- Then you post ^__^

[ᚻadou]

Just a A:TLA roleplay c:
Canon, and OC's are accepted
WE NEED CANON'S THOUGH o__o
Starting at the 3rd book, fire!

New and open!

[Jenjo]

New Semi-lit Harry Potter RP.

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Congratulations! You passed your OWLs, meaning you're on your way back to Hogwarts on the 1st September. The positives? Well, it's Hogwarts - Quidditch, the House Cup, Apparation Classes, studying for NEWTs, and a year closer to being of age. As usual, though, there's the negatives; Dark Wizard on the rise, Aurors about the castle, and a lot of restrictions. Basically, an interesting sixth year at Hogwarts awaits!

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Long after the death of Voldemort, an ambitious man took to dedicating his life to following in his footsteps. Nobody seems to know his true name, but he goes by Ascelin Hadas. Recently, he seems to be becoming much stronger - he's got more followers, more power and more determination to wreck havoc. His aim is seemingly unclear, but he does seem to desire power and authority; at least, that's all the Aurors can depict from these disappearances and mysterious deaths.
But he's often pushed from your mind with all the other things going on. Whether you're playing or supporting, the Quidditch Cup seems to be a major target for all houses - not to mentioned everybody's determined to get their paws on the House Cup. Studying is extreme, detentions are harsh and classes are complex. However, you'll be studying something new this year - Apparation! Perhaps you'll be sneaking out to Hogsmeade for a Butterbeer, or running off into the Forbidden Forest?

For those of you from the previous thread; I don't mind if you keep up old relationships. You can just pretend that anything regarding them happened in fifth year.
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[emblo]

Your driving upon a long path to the Windsor mansion. The path is slender and the air is misty. It's far from other places, where there is no population. The wakway soon ends as you brush away ferns and vines that had overgrown on a black iron fence, that stands tall and sturdy. You pull out the small peice of paper, all crumbled up and open it. In fine print cursive you read "The key is under the bush to the right; open the fence...along with the door to the house". You stuff it down into your pocket once again and sweep your hands across the dirt under the bush. The cold feeling of the metal suprises you. You pick it up and unlock the gate, hearing a 'click'. It swings open with a squeek. Someone's watching you...the feeling makes you tense and afraid...unlike any before. You turn your head...five graves are plated into the ground, made of old cobblestone that was used in the 1800's for headstones. Words are engraved in it but they are illedgible to read. All you can make out are a couple numbers. You get creeped out by that, but at least you know other people are coming to study the Windsor house, and the paranormal things that happen here. You walk to the door and look up in the window. You see an apirition of a narrow man, covered in black with a pale face stars at you. You look away and try to forget about it, though you know that no one has been in this house for years. Will you stay and do your job...or leave? It's your choice but be sure to make the best decision...


You turn your head and walk into the narrow hallway that leads to a room with a slanted ceiling, a rocking chair and a few antique dolls that sit motionless on a shelf. You look out the widow, watching a human enter the heavy iron casted gate, overgrown with ivy vines. As your gaze locks on the human, you see him unlock it with a long brass key hidden under the rosemary bush. He/She amazes you as you still, watch them. They come up to the door and you hear a faint click downstairs. He/She looks up and sees you and as a normal ghost would do...you walk away into the darkness awaiting the arivall. But why has a human come here? No one has come here for years and now is the time? You step down stairs and to the front doorway. A human stands there as you decide, Will you be friendly or scare them? It's your choice but make a good decision.

[Tʜᴇ Fᴀʟʟᴇɴ Aɴɢᴇʟs]

The • Unknowns

Tʜᴇ • Mɪxɪɴɢ

There have always been Werewolves and Lycans. The Lycan; the breed that remains a savage beast and kills anything but each other. They stand clearly between man and wolf, able to stay up right but a mindless killer running on full instinct. The Werewolf; a tamer breed, the breed that can shift at will with enough experience who turns into a full wolf instead of a ferocious mix. From the beginning of man there has been these creatures. But what creature is produced when both mate and create a child? The product is a different breed entirely.
This breed, the breed unnamed, is as human as the Werewolf, though they are structured like a Lycan. But unlike their Lycan parenthood, they are not beasts. Their minds are as human as you and I, yet they are unable to take a human form like their Werewolf parenthood. They are stuck looking like a Lycan, but with human eyes and brain...They even speak the language of the land. They can only become packs with one another, Werewolves reject them and Lycans will kill them, forcing them to either band together or be left on their own.
While they can live alone, they are still wolves. The need to be around one another is still strong. They still have the primal instincts buried in their minds. They hunt, they fight over mates, land, and ranks, and this is just the beginning of the species... How will their lives play out? Will this new crossbreed survive in nature? Or is this new species just not meant to be?

[eden .]

Family Matters | Mafia RP | Semi Literate | 3 spots open

This city was always full of some of the most notable crime groups in the country, and your family is determined to leave your mark on history. For generations, one of the oldest mafia gangs -- referred to only as the notorious and infamous "Fa • mi • ly", made up of men and women, young and old -- has made the city into their efficient and irrefutable plaything. Illegal trafficking, smuggling, corruption, money laundering -- you name it, they've done it. Ten times over. Some of the best and successful businessmen are part of the Family themselves, and some of the most powerful judges and authorities were placed in their positions of power by the Family. No one dares put up a fight. What good would that do? They'd be outmatched, outwitted; the Family is rich, powerful, and of many. They're so powerful, in fact, that they no longer keep their faces hidden to the world. Oh, it's not as if they're parading through the streets declaring that they're part of the mafia. But they're not making much effort to hide the fact, either. Who's going to stop them?

The new kids in town would beg to differ. It seemed like they just popped out of the ground. One minute the Family was going to swipe some couple million in cash from the Federal Bank and then --

Someone got to it before they did. Even the Family doesn't know who this new mafia group is, but one thing's for sure: they're disorganized, in disarray, and all too eager to challenge the age old Family. Unlike the Family, members of this new group are younger, ranging from about their late teens to their mid twenties. Their gang name is undisclosed (assuming they've gotten themselves together enough to agree on a name) and they have the advantage of animosity. No one knows the members. But unlike the Family, they're small and without as much manpower. The Family refers to them as the "Mc • Nug • gets" as condescendingly as possible, although the media has taken to calling them the "Kids".

Still, the threat can't be ignored, as the Kids are ambitious and slowly gaining more and more attention. If the Family wants to keep its territory, power, and reputation, they'd better squelch this little vigilante group -- fast.

To make matters worse, two in • ves • ti • ga • tors -- a rookie from out of town and a veteran who really couldn't care less -- have been assigned to tracking down and busting the Kids, which means figuring out their connection with the Family. Neither gang needs this right now, but hopefully the veteran investigator will be able to keep the heat off them for a while. Most older officers and authorities, after all, believe trying to bust the mafia is basically a lost cause. A waste of time. This veteran won't be eager to miss their television for these guys. But the rookie is fresh out of school and ready to take down some bad guys ... and rather over-zealous, if one could be so bold.

intro • plot • rules • characters • potential jobs • announcements • F.A.Q.'s

[ᚻadou]

Just a A:TLA roleplay c:
Canon, and OC's are accepted
WE NEED CANON'S THOUGH o__o
Starting at the 3rd book, fire!

New and open; not started c:!