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[Destonation]

✘ - T h e D e v i l ' s K i n - ✘

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Copyright.

A thick fog covers the streets of New York as the city begins to go into a peaceful slumber. There is a slight rain coming down upon the cold cement sidewalk. The path you have chosen is brutal to your soft paw pads, soft due to your young age. Your breathing rate increases as you continue on your path and your tongue lolls out of your small mouth. Even if you were only dumped off at the slimy curbside a few days before, you had already heard legends of a pack that lived in the shadows and that was never seen. Your undeveloped mind still doesn’t understand though, so you had ignored the dog’s pleas for you to stay with them, and you continued on your journey to nowhere.

Even though your small mind doesn’t understand the dog’s warnings to you, you do understand that you have a strange drawing towards a force that is forcing you to continue on your journey. You see the stars up in the sky beginning to show their faces through the fog, and for some strange reason, this shows you that you are getting close to your destination, wherever that may be.

Suddenly your mind makes the connection between the wolves that had spoken to you the night before. They had been very mysterious wolves, and they had seemed to be judging you the entire time they were looking at you. They reminded you exactly of how the wolves in the pack that they described to you had been. Them. They were the reason that this strange thing had befallen on you. However, you were not upset.

Your small paws stop once you are under, yes under the George Washington Bridge. A cool breeze whips over you, and you catch the scent of other dogs nearby. Slowly you turn your head to see a large brute looming over you, the mist seems to swirl around him in a circular pattern. There seems to be something sad in his old, weary eyes. “I congratulate you on finding us, but it can only be expected when one is under the spell.” The spell? What one earth was this dog talking about? He doesn’t seem to take note of your confusion and he says, “Now that you have seen us, we cannot permit you to leave.” You scoff and the dog clearly takes this as an offense, “If you ever make a move to expose this pack, or to leave, you will be murdered and no one will remember your name.”

You gulp, because even though this dog was old and he seemed to be on his last leg you saw other dogs emerging from the shadows around you and they all had the same determined look in their eyes as this old dog did. They did not seem to be the kidding sort. Dogs of every shape, size and age were coming out, and they all stood behind the large dog. Their eyes are all a mixture of emotions, some that you have never seen before in your short life.

Your tiny figure begins to shiver, but you realize that the wind has been long gone. You look at each of the eyes, hoping to find a friendly one, but none is to be found, “I understand,” you say, “I will stay.” You bow your head at the large dog that appears to be in charge. He nods in return and gives you a small smile, “Good luck little one, for this life is not for the meek of heart. I hope that you will be able to withstand the curse that has befallen on all of us.” He then turns and disappears into the fog, and many of the others follow him.

Within moments you are alone with a slightly smaller female dog, “Hello, I am Alice, and I will be training you in the ways of our pack.” Her voice is more compassionate than the others and it is far smoother than silk. Then, under her breath she says to no one in particular,

“I hope that you will be able to help free us from the curse in due time, and I pray that you will not be one of the careless, who die.”


Copyright.

We are the pack that lives in the shadows
We are the pack that is feared by all
We are the pack who are misunderstood
We are the pack of the misfits
We are the pack plagued with death
We are the pack shrouded in mystery
We are the pack that are cursed with misfortune

We are
The Devil’s Kin


This is a semi-literate stray dog [with a twist] roleplay! It is brand new and in need of loyal members. o3o

[eden .]

New, Literate RPs. Limited spots. Links in my sig

ιт'ѕ α вeαυтιғυl ѕυммer αғтerɴooɴ,
αɴd тнe leттer тнαт ∂яσρѕ ιηтσ уσυя нσмє σηє ∂αу ιѕ ρєяƒєcтℓу ѕqυαяє
αη∂ мα∂є σƒ уєℓℓσωιηg ραρєя. ωнєη уσυ ριcк ιт υρ, тнє мαтєяιαℓ
ƒєєℓѕ нєανу, αη∂ тнє α∂яєѕѕ ιѕ ωяιтιηg ιη вσχє∂, туρє-ωяιтєя ѕтуℓє ƒσηт.
тнє яєтυяη α∂яєѕѕ ιѕ ѕσмєωнєяє ιη ρнσєηιχ. уσυ cαη'т ѕαу уσυ'νє єνєя вєєη
тнєяє вєƒσяє. ƒℓιρριηg тнє єηνєℓσρє σνєя, тнєяє'ѕ αη υηαѕѕυмιηg ѕєαℓ ση
тнє ℓιρ σƒ тнє ƒℓαρ, αη∂ ησт єχρєcтιηg мυcн, уσυ ρєєℓ ιт σρєη. yoυ reαd
over тнe leттer cυrιoυѕly yoυ ғιɴd тнαт ιт'ѕ αɴ ιɴvιтαтιoɴ тo αɴ eхpαɴѕιve
мαɴѕιoɴ, αɴd yoυ reαd:

∂єαя ____,

coɴɢrαтυlαтιoɴѕ! we αre pleαѕed тo welcoмe yoυ тo αɴ opproтυɴιтy oғ α lιғeтιмe. eɴcloѕed wιтн тнιѕ leттer ιѕ α plαɴe тιcĸeт тo тнe coαѕт, wнere yoυ αɴd elveɴ oтнerѕ wιll тαĸe pαrт ιɴ α coмpeтιтιoɴ ғor тнe нoυѕe ғeαтυred oɴ тнιѕ leттer.

αт тнιѕ, уσυ gℓαηcє αт тнє ριcтυяє σƒ тнє нσυѕє αη∂ уσυя ƒιηgєяѕ тιηgℓє, αη∂ α ωανє σƒ єχcιтємєηт σνєяcσмєѕ уσυ. тнαт cσυℓ∂ вє уσυя нσυѕє؟ уσυ нυηgяιℓу яєα∂ тнє ηєχт ℓιηєѕ.

тнιѕ coмpeтιтιoɴ тнαт we ѕpeαĸ oғ ιѕ qυιтe ѕιмple: ѕтαy ιɴ тнe ɢαмe! ιɴdeed, yoυ wιll вe plαyιɴɢ ғor тнιѕ нoυѕe. oɴce yoυ αrrιve, тнere wιll вe eleveɴ oтнerѕ тнαт wιll αlѕo вe wαιтιɴɢ тo recιeve тнe ɢrαɴd prιze! oғ coυrѕe, we cαɴ'т мαĸe тнιѕ eαѕy ғor yoυ, вυт αll wιll вe eхplαιɴed мore тнoroυɢнly αт тнe нoмe. we deαrly нope тнαт yoυ wιll coмe тo ɢαιɴ тнe cнαɴce тo wιɴ тнιѕ ɢreαт нoмe. reмeмвer, ιғ yoυ doɴ'т ѕeɴd ιɴ тнe αpplιcαтιoɴ вy ғrιdαy, we'll ɢιve yoυr ѕpoт тo ѕoмeвody elѕe! doɴ'т мιѕѕ oυт oɴ тнιѕ ѕpecιαl opproтυɴιтy!

тнєяє ιѕ ησ ηαмє σƒ тнє ѕєη∂єя, ησ ιη∂ιcαтιση σƒ ωнαт σя ωнσ тнιѕ σяgαηιzαтιση тнιѕ мιgнт вє, вυт уσυ cнєcк тнє α∂яєѕѕ σƒ тнє нσυѕє αη∂ ιт'ѕ αℓℓ ℓєgιтιмαтє. ιт'ѕ ∂єƒιηιтєℓу тнєяє, αη∂ тнєяє αяє єνєη ѕσмє ηєωѕ ℓєαкѕ αвσυт тнє cσмρєтιтιση ιηνιтαтιση тнαт уσυ'яє нσℓ∂ιηg ιη уσυя нαη∂ яιgнт ησω. уσυ cαη'т gєт тнє αρρℓιcαтιση ιη тнє мαιℓ ƒαѕт єησυgн. уσυ ωαιт α ƒєω тєηѕє ∂αуѕ вєƒσяє αησтнєя ι∂єηтιcαℓ ℓєттєя ƒяσм тнє ƒιяѕт ѕℓιρѕ ιηтσ уσυя нσмє. уσυ ѕηαтcн ιт υρ, ιgησяιηg тнє вιℓℓѕ αη∂ єχριяιηg ѕυвѕcяιρтισηѕ, αη∂ яєα∂:

coɴɢrαтυlαтιoɴѕ! yoυ've вeeɴ cнoѕeɴ αѕ oɴe oғ тнe elιɢιвle coмpeтιтorѕ ғor тнιѕ мαɴѕιoɴ. pleαѕe coɴтιɴυe тo тнιѕ αdreѕѕ αɴd υѕe тнe eɴcloѕed αιrplαɴe тιcĸeт. we'll ѕee yoυ ѕooɴ.

уσυ ηєαяℓу ѕqυєαℓ συт σƒ gℓєє. уσυ нανє α cнαηcє тσ ωιη тнαт мαηѕιση! αη∂, αѕ уσυ ℓσσк ωιтн ѕυяρяιѕє, тнє тιcкєт ιѕ ƒσя ƒιяѕт cℓαѕѕ. уσυ'νє ηєνєя ιη уσυя ℓιƒє вєєη ιη ƒιяѕт cℓαѕѕ. ∂єℓιgнтє∂ αт тнє ℓυcк тнє ωσяℓ∂ нαѕ ∂єcι∂є∂ тσ тняσω уσυ тσ∂αу, уσυ нυяяιє∂ℓу ραcк уσυя вαgѕ αη∂ уσυ'яє συт тнє ∂σσя ωιтнιη тнє нσυя.

ωнαт уσυ ∂ση'т кησω, σƒ cσυяѕє, ωαѕ тнαт тнєяє ωєяє σηℓу тωєℓνє ρєσρℓє тнαт ωєяє ιηνιтє∂. тнєяє ωαѕ ησ ρσσℓ σƒ ρєσρℓє тнαт тнє ℓєттєя ωαѕ ѕєηт συт тσ. נυѕт уσυ αη∂ єℓєνєη σтнєяѕ. ωнαт уσυ αℓѕσ ∂ση'т кησω ιѕ тнαт єνєяуσηє gσιηg ιηтσ тнιѕ cσмρєтιтιση ιѕ α cяιмιηαℓ. α ℓαω вяєαкєя, αℓтнσυgн тнєу мαу ησт нανє вєєη cαυgнт σя αяяєѕтє∂ ƒσя ιт. α∂υℓтєяу, ѕтєαℓιηg, ναη∂αℓιzιηg, кι∂ηαρ, мυя∂єя...ωнσ кησωѕ ωнαт ѕєcяєтѕ тнєѕє ρєσρℓє ωιℓℓ нανє؟

уσυ ωιℓℓ вє ℓєƒт αη∂ αвαη∂σηє∂ αт тнιѕ мαηѕιση ωιтн тнєѕє σтнєя єℓєνєη ρєσρℓє ωнσ, αℓтнσυgн υηвєкησωєѕт тσ уσυ, αℓѕσ нανє α ѕєcяєт тнєу'∂ яαтнєя кєєρ ρяιναтє. вυт ωнєη ѕσмєσηє ∂ιєѕ, ωнσ кησωѕ ωнαт мιgнт cσмє συт...؟

And then there were none...

STOP. SOME CONTENT MAY BE INAPPROPRIATE FOR CHILDREN. THIS INCLUDES THEMES OF VIOLENCE AND THAT OF THE PARANORMAL. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Elizabeth Báthory was a countess from a
line of Hungarian nobility. Those of the Báthory
family possessed places of high military,
administrative, and ecclesiastical skills. Yet,
Elizabeth is well known as the most prominent
serial killer of her time. Infamous for killing
young maidens and bathing in their blood in
an attempt to stay forever young and
youthful, Elizabeth Báthory was later caught,
arrested, and later died after four years of
imprisonment.
Elizabeth Báthory was tried for multiple
counts, including murder, kidnapping, and
torture of young women from the surrounding
peasantry and gentry. The number of victims
range from 36 to 650 people. Indeed, her death
was one that brought relief to the surrounding
lands.
However, her name was passed on through the
centuries, and Elizabeth Báthory was forever
known as the "Blood Countess". While her
primitive process of gaining immortality is
now brushed off as ineffective and ridiculous,
nothing but a fantasy, but desperation, insanity,
and lack of options have driven some people to
try anything to stay alive...

[aberrant.]

Lookingfor RPs!
Like:
---fantasy... must be fantasy... prefferably human
---not many members, and about to start when about one more RP-er joins [me XD]
---a little romance
---I like power/mutant RPs

Not like:
---vampires
---really slow moving RPs
---extremely fast RPs... like every time I refresh the page there's a new post and I can't do anything other than refreshing the page and trying to fit my post in... that's just annoying
---I don't relly want a wolf RP... there are just too many of those... no offence


Please PM me if you have one! ^_^

[Queen of Spades]

viewtopic.php?f=28&t=1039490

I have a highschool RP that needs help. It's only 13 pages in, and I don't know what to do with it. Almost everyone abandoned it, there's only three kicking, me and two other people. So, if anyone's looking for a HS RP, then please consider this one.

[reynard]

So, I am kinda new to the whole CS RP'ing scene.
I really like RPing Hunger Games.

I don't bite, and I can do a lot of levels.
Shoot me a note if you want =D

[zelos]

The Dragon Hunger Games

Many many years ago, in fact, so many years ago that it's now thought to be a legend, there was a massive country where all dragons lived in peace and harmony. There was no war, no conflicts, just peace and happiness.

However, the weather surrounding the regarding country strangely grew wild. Massive earthquakes, devastating tsunamis, and destructive volcanic erruptions took place, destroying half of the land. Literally, it all either sank into the ocean or broke apart into thousands of tiny islands. However, half of the country remained in relative condition. The natural disasters subsided, but the spirits of the dragons were broken. The richer, more fortunate dragons formed a Capitol, and divided most of the remaining land into 13 districts. It remained this way for years unconflicted, but then, the rebellion began.

The districts were sick of being treated "like crap" by the Capitol, so they announed war against it. The Capitol struck back thirteen times harder, wiping out District 13 and horribly wounding the other twelve. The assure that this would never again happen, they began the Dragon Hunger Games, where, once a year, two tributes, one male and one female, between the ages of 12 and 18 were to be randomly chosen at the reaping and compete in a bloody competition to the death with only one winner, just for the entertainment of the the Capitol. They were thrown into an arena, their wings clipped so they could no longer fly, but only glide short distances, and expected to kill of be killed.

That was 87 years ago. This is now. Are you prepared? Welcome, my friends, to the Dragon Hunger Games.

We are new an need about 12 more members before we can actually start the games..

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Maximum Howl (Winged Wolf Experiment Roleplay)

Have you ever dreamt that you could fly? We have... and believe it or not, we've done it. How you ask? We are experiments, we were captured by humans as pups, and they genetically modified us, splicing our DNA with that of a bird. We have light bones, larger lungs, and uncanine-like strength.

We weren't meant to have escaped though, but we did. And now they have their canine/human hybrids chasing after us. At first they appear to be humans, until they transform into a terrifying werewolfish beast. It's not pretty. However, they are the only humans that we can actually communicate with. These monsters are known Switchblades.

We are trying to hide from humanity, for we are no longer in the so called "safety" of the Lab, but we fear that we may not last much longer. Gather your wings now, and join us, fight with us, so we can destroy the Lab and cease their experimentations, before it's too late.

(Yes, for the record this is based off of Maximum Ride by James Patterson, if any of you are wondering. However, you don't have to know anything about the book to join.


Need new members, we haven't started yet.

[velichor.]

❝ All happy families resemble each other, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. ❞

In the town of Brookshaven, New Jersey there is a small little neighborhood called, Millwood Estates. In Millwood Estates, there are six families. In these six families - secrets are kept, romances spark, and arguments are held. As a member of one of these six families, how do you choose to live?

families;
Atkins - The Atkins family is a family of six. Mr. and Mr. Atkins raise their two sons and two daughters in their lovely home. This family is cery competitive and the children are into various sports and clubs. They strive to be the best and usually are.

Ziegler - Dr. Ziegler and his wife have had family in Brookshaven for years. A family of doctors, Mr. Ziegler took on the family profession and married his beautiful wife. The two now have seven beautiful children. The children range in the ages from seven as their youngest to eighteen, being their oldest son. The Ziegler children hold quite a reputation in their school as being very popular and well liked. They have nice cars, a nice house, and even nice clothes.

Johnson/Darby - Two years ago, Mrs. Johnson passed away. Now, Mr. Johnson started seeing Ms. Darby. Johnson's five kids are very pleased that their father is dating again. Mrs. Darby's kids aren't too happy either. Mrs. Darby's four kids' father left them three years ago. Now the two families have moved in together since Mr. Johnson proposed. Will the kids get along or ruin this home.

Tarpley - The Tarpley's are a sweet family of eight. Mr. and Mrs. Tarpley raise their six bright children in their beautiful home. The six children are very well behaved and smart. The whole family is hardworking.

Cummings - The Cummings' are a normal family. They fight, they have long silences, they make-up, they sit at a table together and eat, the teenagers go to their room to eat in front of the tv/laptop sometimes, the younger play outside. Mr. and Mrs. Cummings live in their lovely house with their three daughters and two sons.

Harden - Mrs. Harden lives with her boyfriend and five kids. They are a very close family.They have a bond like none of the other families and share alot. Their mother is kind, loose and loving. The children are happy-go-lucky, thoughtful and very chilled. The children, ranging in the ages of five to fifteen live in this beautiful house.

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=64&t=1118505

[~*Amber*~]

I am searching for roleplays. Thats why im here . Any who i am looking for a roleplay No: Gooey mushy romance, No twilight, no hunger games ( i love hunger games but not a rp ) , no camp half blood, No dog cat house life, No wolf powers, no cat powers, no just high school, and no just romance. Yes to: Warrior cats, human powers (not overpowered thou) Dragons and knights, wolves (its on and off when i want it or not), ADVENTURE , ACTION, small funny romance, pokemon, and the most importanat of all... it must be semi-literature If you dont know what that means it means at least 3 or more sentences that are very descriptive. Also in the roleplay i want semi lit so not just one person. Some people does not under stand how hard "Walks in camp and lays down" is to work with! - ~*Amber*~

[✖Owl Eyes✖]

Click the image to go to | play wιтн ғιre |

ѕнe ѕιтѕ alone.

тнe ѕнadowѕ are нer only coмpany ιn тнe мιdnιgнт darĸneѕѕ.

нer eyeѕ ғlιcĸer, reғlecтιng тнe ғlaмeѕ ιn ғronт oғ нer.

ғιrѕт нer cloтнeѕ,

тнen нer ѕĸιn,

нer ғleѕн,

нer вoneѕ.

тнe reѕт ιѕ aѕнeѕ.

ѕнe dιeѕ alone.

no one ĸnowѕ, no one reмeмвerѕ.

nιne oтнerѕ dιed тнe ѕaмe nιgнт.

ѕнe'ѕ no longer alone.

ιт waѕ on тнe newѕ.

тen тeenѕ нad laѕт вeen ѕeen ѕιттιng oυтѕιde on тнeιr porcн or вalcony, ѕтarιng ιnтo a ѕтrange ғlaмιng вall. тнey нaven'т вeen ѕeen or нeard ғroм ѕιnce.

no one reмeмвerѕ тнeιr naмeѕ.
no one noтιceѕ тнe aѕнeѕ aѕ тнe ғlιcĸer away wιтн тнe вreeze.
no one нeard тнeιr crιeѕ wнen тнe ғιre conѕυмed тнeм.

no one вυт yoυ.

and now yoυ're recιevιng тнe creepιeѕт noтeѕ.
ιn yoυr ѕcнool вag,
тeхтвooĸѕ,
wrιттen ιn red and orange paιnт on yoυr car,
eмaιlѕ,
cell pнoneѕ,
and on yoυr мιrror wнen yoυ waĸe υp..


are yoυ neхт?...

[Caesol]

нσℓℓσω¢ℓαи

α тαℓє σf тωσ ¢ιтιєѕ - тнє υи∂єятαкєяѕ

So don't b l i n k if you wanna come 'cross the b o r d e r
Take a look around or come test the water
We won't stop 'till we see the m o r n i n g
So welcome to the q u i e t before the storm hits

Walking around in a large forest isn't as peaceful as you might think. From poison-toothed adders, bears, and predators of that like, the forest is nothing more than a hunter waiting to make its move the moment you falter in your path. The mountains that loom in the distance.. You have come from there, is that right, cat? You along with many others have migrated, have come to make a new living here..
Alone...

The forest, eerily quiet, has long-since disillusioned us all. No matter how hard we may try, no cat can survive in the forest. Hahaha, the group you have lived with in the past.. Have they been destroyed by their own home? The forest from which they came from, the forest has harbored more than just one species.. And is not fair to us all.
Underneath your very paws, cat, is the home of our clan. The clan of hollows, burrows, holes, call it what you will. Our numbers are strong. Stronger than what they were when we too lived in the forest. We have shunned the forest, choosing to live at the heart of the earth, deep underground.
Feel it.
You can feel our kits underneath you. Our warriors stirring. Our Apprentices sparring. Our queens growing stronger by the moment.
We have taken our destiny into our own paws, molded it into the place you long to see. Our home, the home we've built for seasons upon seasons, is the single fruit of our labor.

I pity you. We have lost our home once before, but now, we shall never lose it again.

tags: semi-lit , semi-literate , literate , warrior cats , clans , clan , hollowclan , cats , warriors , roleplay , rp

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