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[Me?Sarcastic?]

ƒɾεε, ÿετ сαρτυɾεḋ

As a wild mustang, born and rasied in freedom, you run from them. They come on tame horses with their ropes and take you to a fort on the other side of the river. You try to make small herds to keep each other safe. Unfortunately, it's only a matter of time before they capture each and every one of you.

You, as a "cowboy" were recruited to capture and tame the wild mustangs who rule this part of Montana. You're supposed to find every herd and take them all to fort Bravo, only using the horse you brought and lassos. Of course this isn't as easy as it sounds. Are you up to the task or will you buckle under pressure?
Super new so lots left!
Link:http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=65&t=2763237

The heroes of the world. Without them, we would've all been killed by aliens and horrible criminals long, long ago. Now there's a new league of evil rising. Each team won't defeat them on their own. Will they join together and defeat or will they be too stubborn and sure of themselves?

Just opened so everything is still there!
Link:http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/posting.php?mode=edit&f=28&p=89386497

[rogan]

you thought you were living the life, in a fancy home, but you're wrong. ever since you've watched the junk yard dos, you would have loved to run alongside them, be then, live like them. your parents, siblings, and owners tried to keep you either locked in the house, or on a chain in the back yard. each time you get chained in the yard you trash it, looking for a way out. "Far from here is where I want to be. Somewhere out there, loose and running. Nobody's leash to hold me. Nobody's hugs to crush me. Nobody's soap and scratchy comb to bathe and brush me." You sing something you heard from one of your little owners movies, though you can never find out the rest of the lyrics. you try running past the fence, but you end up falling back with your chain, only close enough to see the junk yard dos chasing the dog catcher outside the white fence. Suddenly, the dog catcher's hat landed in your yard, then a head poked through a hole in the fence, "hey." she barked, her eyes glittering with a light playfulness. "uh," you mumble, grabbed the cap and hand it to her, "you might need this." you bark, then plop down on your bottom. why? you ask, why should I be tangled up?
feeling a jerk of your leash, you fall back once more, growling at whoever tugged on your leash. even if it was just your always drunk owner, you hated him, even the good bits. he unhooks you and pulls you inside. man! you thought, then squiggled and squirmed, finally getting free of his grip. "woohoo! I'm free—" you bark as he grabs hold of your collar again. "I'm not free." he bark as he pulls you inside the house, and sits you down on your nasty, uncared for bed. you look back the door, seeing the newly placed doggie door swinging open because of the wind. yes! you start to run towards the door but someone steps in front of you. just one of your little owners. "move out of my way, rat!" you barked, and keep barking until they move out of your way. you dart out of the door, listening to 'daddy! puppy got away!' but you keep running, ignoring the starting car behind you. looking back, you see the car catching up to you and you twist around and run towards the alley way, this was why you didn't leave in the first place. your owner turned the car around and parked right in front of the alley way, then got out with a fishing net. not the net. you run past him, turning to the left and running further down the road.
finally, you've gotten away reform them, they wouldn't find you here, in the alleyway you call yours for the night. they have vine up, which was typical for owners, they can't do squat.
you have wondered the streets, and there was no sign of the dogs you want to be like. you walk past the junkyard and hear a, crash, bang, and a playful whine. "yes!" you bark, then enter the tunnel, leading into the junkyard.
will you stay
or will you leave?

role play thread
we have scavengers, house pets, mothers/pups, and strays open c:
(27/unlimited characters)

[GutterPunk]

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ＲＵＬＥＳ ＡＮＤ ＬＯＣＡＴＩＯＮＳ





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xxxxxxxxWhether you were born in a nice home, with children
xxxxxxxxand others like you, or you were born a stray, out on
xxxxxxxxthe streets, fighting for your life every day, doesn't
xxxxxxxxxmatter. What matters is that most of you are here
xxxxxxxxxnow. Either thrown out, abandoned, forgotten, or
xxxxxxxxa run away. It's quite sad really, the amount of dogs
xxxxxxxxxxout here. Some of them found it was easier to
xxxxxxxxsurvive together, rather than alone, and have started
xxxxxxxxxa pack. This pack resides in a more rural part of
xxxxxxDetroit, in an abandoned apartment building. The others,
xxxxxxxwell they're everywhere. The pack fiercely defends it's
xxxxxxxxterritory, while the strays have none. Pick your ranks
xxxxxxxxxxwisely, they don't take too kind to betrayers.
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[peppersdots]

۩ i'm sailing away ۩ [ open! ]

a ship in the quay of the Lost City of Junto bearing the banners of a far off kingdom called Civan has been the recipient of quite a bit of attention. it, along with it's Captain and crew have been visiting the once believed legendary city of Junto for a month.

and now another ship bearing the banners of Civan is slipping along the river, looking for the first and it's crew, and should they not find their countrymen, drastic measures will be taken.
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discussion & forms thread
peppersdots

[horselover3302]

Looking for a dragon vs human rp? Well look no further.

Is This The End? (A dragon vs human rp)
For years dragons have been thought of as legends. 
Now the truth has been revealed. A strange egg was found on the coast of a mysterious island. Scientists believed the egg to be an alien egg. That is, until it hatched and a tiny, green, dragon hatchling emerged. The scientists are now studying this strange beast. Some people have began hunting for dragons on the island, and their numbers are rapidly declining Others are learning how to tame and ride these creatures. Which side will you choose?

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=81&t=2765009

[frankie (dup)]

The New Generation viewtopic.php?f=7&t=2726396&hilit=Warriors#p87722733

Everyone who has fought in The Last Hope is dead, and a new generation of warriors have come to take their place...
Welcome, to the lake.

This is a basic Warriors Roleplay, set after the Last Hope, so beware of spoilers! It has all of the canon clans, but all of the canon characters are deceased... even Littlecloud.

Important Spots:

Prophecy:
ThunderClan: 0
WindClan: 1
RiverClan: 1
ShadowClan: 2

High Ranks:
ThunderClan: 0
WindClan: 2 (Both medi spots)
RiverClan: 3 (Deputy and both medi spots)
ShadowClan: 3 (Leader, deputy, and medi app)
SkyClan: 2 (Deputy and Medi app)

The World of Dragonspire viewtopic.php?f=81&t=2741772#p88330237
Welcome to the world of Dragonspire! This area is heavily populated by 5 species of dragon- Earth, Fire, Water, Ice and Air- each with their own set of special traits.
They usually live in peace, but now the Dragons of Darkness and Death are rising up in a deadly rebellion against the tribes of dragons.
Can they be stopped?

Prophecy spots:
5

High Ranks:
Earth: 7

Fire: 7

Water: 6

Ice: 6

Air: 7

We Are the Children of Olympus viewtopic.php?f=28&t=2746782&hilit=We+Are+the+Children#p88543202

Hello! Welcome to Camp Half-Blood! (Or perhaps Camp Jupiter?)
Unlike other roleplays, you dont pick your parent, the roleplayer of a god shoots you a PM asking if they can be your parent, but the fates aren't in charge of everything! You can still accept or decline their request

Prophecy Spots: I'll close it once we have too many people

Before we can start:
4 more demigods
4 more gods
Dionysus (Included in total)
Chiron

The twelfth-born viewtopic.php?f=80&t=2766612#p89426980

Cast off... unwanted... we've all felt like that, but what about the people who experience it?
They are called twelfth-born, and are not 'freaks' per say, they're just gifted people who are destined to save their world...

The twelfth-born are just normal human beings... with a few... abnormalities...
They have powers, super smarts? Sure. Wings? Why not? Shape-shifting? Awesome... and possible!
You name it, you can be it, if you're a twelfth-born.
But there's a catch, anyone who is discovered to be a twelfth-born is thrown out to die, for a reason, of course.
Your leaders say it's because they're just too powerful.

But no. Your leaders are plotting with a deadly enemy against this world, and the twelfth-born... let's just say they could save their world, and they don't want that to happen.

What will you do? Plot with the enemy to avoid death? Or join the rebellion... and save the world?
We've just started so now would be a great time to join!

[Ginger~]

~ INTO THE DEEP ~

Based on "The Lost Voices" series by Sarah Porter

Legends of mermaids have existed for hundreds of years. Some say they are sirens, others claim they are goddesses. Some speculate that they're simply a branch of man that evolved in water rather than land. The truth is: mermaids are lost girls. Those abandoned, abused, and maimed by mankind are given a new form and welcomed into the sea. They can travel miles with their strong, beautiful tails. They can entrance humans with their other-worldly voices. They will never age, and can live forever, if they're careful enough. They live in tribes, led by a queen, who has the most powerful song. They spend their days sinking human ships, taking revenge against mankind for all the suffering they endured.

[Mufa]

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It's been almost one hundred years since the fall
of man. They became so greedy among them-
selves that they started to kill for what they
wanted. Brothers turned on sisters and mothers
turned on sons. No one was safe. Slowly they
tore at each others throats until there was no
one left. Mother nature made advantage of their
loss. She formed vegetation and life in their
cities. Her great children, the wolves, found
their way into some of the biggest cities in the
world. They claimed them as their own; making
packs and creating alliances. Everything was
peaceful, until the great wolf god Lupus found
problem. Somehow, over decades of decaying,
metal products of the humans began to take
shape. They formed bodies similar to their
worst enemy, the wolves. Instead of blood they
pumped oil and opposed to organs they had
engines. No one knew how this had managed to
happen, but it became a problem, fast. Wolves
of all ages, shapes, and sizes were being killed
left and right. There seemed to be no
redemption, and when the packs were almost
nothing, they evolved. Wolves enhanced them
selves over a short period of time. Their life
spans expanded, allowing them to live up to
fifty years before dying. They nearly doubled
in size and instead of being carnivores, they
became omnivores. The wolves finally realized
they now stood a chance against the machines.
They thanked father Lupus and mother Nature.
Now, it's time to see who the ultimate predator
is. Canine or machine?

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Since the evolution of the wolves, packs
have become scarce and minimal. Even
though the wolves now have a fair match
to their mechanical opponents, they are
still losing more than they win. They all
want a pack, but no one wants to join a
family that they can loose at any moment.
But, in the ruins of Chicago, there is a
promising pack. It's small in numbers now,
but it keeps finding new wolves that are
willing to join it's ranks.

Basically, we'll start with the pack having
five members. Everyone who joins after the
ranks are full will automatically become a
loner. Over time, the loners may or may not
join the pack. And as the roleplay goes on,
there will be many attacks where many
wolves will loose their lives. The pack's ranks
will move around as the roleplay goes on.
They may add rank specifics such as fighters,
hunters, mothers etc.

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[L.I.N.G.E.R]

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MILITIA ACADEMY believes that excellence comes from the ability to teach all of these
traits to their students, or as they call them, soldiers. Their goal is to create the perfect warriors to
fight in the on going war between shifters and their human rivals. Each day lives are lost, and slowly
the humans are starting to grow in numbers while the shifters are starting to dwindle. Nobody seems
to want to get up and fight anymore and now their entire species in in danger. It's no longer an option
to send soldiers to the front lines, the shifter army needed to come up with a new strategy if they
wanted to win this war. They turned to the recruits that were training at the academy, and devised a
plan that would surely lead them to victory. With the help of the academy they set up a few tests to
find the best of the best, the top performers. The tests show cased the training that the soldiers
underwent, and at the end of the training eight soldiers were picked, four males and four females
that ended up performing at the top of their class. These eight soldiers were given a mission, success
would mean victory, but failure could mean defeat.

The soldiers had trained long and hard for this day and each of them wanted to prove that they were
worthy of this mission. The orders they received were to go behind enemy lines and take out the
leader of the human army. It would be no easy task, but the group was prepared to handle it, or so
they thought. Once they left the academy things were very different. There was no one to tell them
what they should do or where they should go. They assigned positions to each other so that they could
better function as a team. Together they set off on their mission eager to complete it and end the war.
It was surprisingly easy to infiltrate the human army and sneak behind enemy lines, but once they
were in, there was no getting out. No matter how careful they were, they were caught before they
got anywhere near the leader. They were thrown into cages like animals where the humans used them
as bargaining tools. They made contact with the academy saying they would let the soldiers go if the
shifters agreed to surrender. It did not work. The academy, the shifter army, they turned their backs
on their own, they were not going to surrender.

Broken in spirit the shifters remained in their cages for weeks barely being kept alive by the humans.
They knew that they needed to escape, and one day they got their chance. The cages were old and
the locks were rusted, weak and easy to break. During the night it was raining heavily giving them the
cover they needed to break out of their cages and escape. With a few good body slams against the
doors of their cages the shifters managed to break free. Evading the spotlights an nightly patrols the
escapees found their way out of the human encampment, while fleeing from the scene behind them
they heard sirens filling the air, their escape had been noticed. The humans would be looking for the
group. They ran as fast as they could into the trees where they became lost. They needed to get back
to the academy, and they would have to work together to get there. At the academy they lived by the
code J.U.N.G.L.E., and now that was all they had left for their journey. Their journey back home.

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A warning to the people
the good and the evil
this is war
to the soldier
the civilian
the martyr
the victim
this is war

It's the moment of truth
and the moment to lie
and the moment to live
and the moment to die
the moment to fight
the moment to fight
to fight
to fight
to fight

To the right
to the left
we will fight
to the death
to the edge
of the earth
it's a brave new world
from the last to the first

To the right
to the left
we will fight
to the death
it's a brave new world
it's a brave new world

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Lyrics to This is War - 30 Seconds to Mars

LINK

[sinopa]

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after escaping a raging forest fire, that started from what breezeclan calls a dry storm, the survivors have been on a long
journey to find a new home and start a new. they have lost many including their deputy who died in the fire trying to rescue
the queens, kits, and elders. on the journey a few moons in they lost their medicine cat who got badly injured by the flames
and died from the wound. they have barley been contacted by their starclan ancestors since the fire. some think they have
been abandoned by them to forever wonder without purpose, others believe starclan is as lost as they are. soon as they make
their finally step up a rather large mountain they see the view of a beautiful lake, surrounded by open fields and a large dense
pine forest. the cats are ecstatic and make their way down the mountain and in less then a moon have come upon the open
lush fields. they'll decided to make their home here, finding a open cave near the mountains edge with the view of the lake.
but they have no idea of the danger that lurks beneath the trees - the tribe of storming skies.

the tribe will watch the clan from the shadows for the first few days telling their commander of what they are doing and how
the appear to be making the fields their home. outraged the tribe commander goes to meet these clan cats and orders them to
leave. breezeclan still deeply depressed, anxious, and completely worn argue back with the tribe only to dig themselves a deeper
hole with the tribes anger. they declare war on each other and soon the fighting begins. the clan sees the tribe as a group of
barbarian cats who just want nothing but bloodshed. while the tribe sees the clan as a group of pompous kittypets who think
they can try to survive in the wild. but neither know of the even bigger danger that lurks on the mountain, following
breezeclan's scent down the slope - and it will find them.

but who will it find first?
and will the other group of cats suck up their pride to help the other fight off a beast?
a beast who may bring them together? can they ever live in harmony?
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spots to be filled;
breezeclan
a few warriors and apprentices

tribe of storming skies
healer trainee
a few fighters, hunters, trainees

main thread can be found here.
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with proper grammar and punctuation. if you have an interest in joining my roleplay please remember to read the rules,
respect and follow them. a few other things that could help you learn a little more about this roleplay would be reading up
on the plot [ which i've posted above ] and extra traditions section. i honestly will know if you have not bothered to read them.
after doing all that please feel free to ask for reserves and to post your characters on the discussion page.
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