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[autumn,]

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A light gray tom named Graylight limps slowly along with his weak and exhausted clanmates. The past two moons have been a horrible nightmare for them all. Suddenly the gray tom stops to think about what his clan will do next, usually as the deputy of the clan he would go to his leader to make decisions but he had no leader to go to, their leader had recently died because of the harsh winter storm that moved in. Along with him it took over half of the clan, and the ones who had survived were losing faith. one of them, a small brown tom named Brownspot murmurs to him, " We can't go on much farther like this Graylight.." The exhausted tom nodded in agreement," I know, I'll end it now." He gathers the last of his strength and calls out to his battered clan mates, " Stop! This has gone on long enough." He was interrupted by one of the clans kits wailing but his mother hushed him quickly. "We must find somewhere to call our new home. I know that you all miss our old home but you must remember that we are a united clan. We live by the warrior code, we fight for what is ours, and we survive whatever is thrown upon us. We are warriors!" He tried to make his voice strong and hoped that it would give all of them the strength they desperately needed to carry onward. Brownspot, who he had told to search for a new home, returned with good news," Graylight!"He called out of breath," I have found our new home!Guided by the small tom, the clan made there way to a large hollow surrounded and sheltered by trees, bushes, and shrubs that would protect them from the cold snow. An apprentice, that should have already been named a warrior, spoke up quietly," We should take on a new clan name to suit what we have done. We should be called Snowclan..."He spoke rather quietly around his own clan mates as he continued," Because we survived the snowstorm."Graylight gave a brief nod before mewing strongly," Rest now my clan mates, for tomorrow we start a new life. We will live, survive, hunt, and fight for what we have found. We Are Snowclan Warriors.

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It has been 18 moons (1½ years) since the great snowstorm shook the clan. They have almost made a full recovery besides the low numbers of warriors. But of course, with time more problems have come, there is a pack of dogs moving into the clans part of the forest. They are stealing prey right under the cats noses without them knowing and they have also taken a couple lives, including both Graylight and Brownspot. Thankfully, the clan has found a new leader to lead them, but right as that happened another threat has taken its place. A band of rougues with their leader are looking for a new home and will not stop fighting until there biggest weapon is wiped out, the thing that the cats won't know about for a while yet. The dogs.

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[iownfish]

Ｌｅａｇｕｅ ｏｆ Ｌｅｇｅｎｄｓ Ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ

We all know that one lonely lane, those cute little poros and that ever howling wind. We all know the way of our champions, we all know our cause. It's time to tell the champions' story, not the summoners' victory or losses. What do they do in their downtime? Well, let's find out.
Under the mayhem of the howling abyss, past the rolling fog, there is a lake. There is strong magic protecting this lake from anything falling from the ruins of the Howling Abyss. Here, champions from very special games get to relax for a while. They are not all from the winning side, or even the same match, but if the League believed they did an exemplary job, they get up to a month or so off. This makes the champion off limits, and that's when a special robot version of themselves takes over, and they get put on 'free-roll'. No summoner is aware of that, funnily enough. This is the story of what goes on at this lake.

The Howling Abyss - Sᴇᴍɪ ʟɪᴛ

[{Lullaby}]

The Haldred Pack was once a very large and powerful pack. Duncan is the alpha of the pack, but he is cruel and corrupt. Other wolves in the pack are either malevolent like him or are too afraid to leave. A few months ago, Duncan ordered his beta, Wren, to gather a group of wolves for a border patrol. Two hours later, one of the wolves from the patrol, Fiasha, returned badly injured. Fiasha told Duncan that the patrol lost a fight against a bear. She reported that the rest of the patrol died or were too injured to return.

In reality, Wren and the rest of the patrol were wolves that wanted to escape the chaos that Duncan inflicted on the pack. They left the territory, claiming the eastern side of the forest as their own and calling themselves the Zerrin Pack. One day, they plan to destroy Duncan and any other vicious wolves in the Haldred Pack. Fiasha is actually a spy for the Zerrin Pack. She claims she is going on a hunt, but in reality, she leaves to tell Wren news of the Haldred Pack. The Zerrin Pack may be small, but Duncan doesn't know they exist. Duncan believes the wolves from the patrol are dead. The wolves from the Zerrin Pack are also clever, loyal to each other, and fight for justice. However, the Haldred Pack has many members, strong wolves, and no morals to live by. Nobody knows how the final battle will end, but it will be bloody and few wolves will survive.

ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ | ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ | ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[fruitbat]

Hi there! My name is galaxy cat ;; and Im looking for a roleplay!
I haven't been on cs for a while, so I may be a little rusty on the old rules and sentences
but I feel the need to get back into roleplaying!
If you can help me find a semi lit roleplay that would be amazing!
What was that? you wanted to know what I like and dislike? Well sure, here you go!


★★★★★ - Realistic wolf/loner
★★★★★ - Pokémon (with or w/o trainers)
★★★★★ - Warriors OR feral cats
★★★★☆ - Realistic horse herds or wild horses
★★★★☆ - Realistic wolf packs/Loner wolves
★★★★☆ - Romance (humans or animals)
★★★★☆ - Anime (must have a interesting plot)
★★★★☆ - Realistic lion prides/Loner lions
★★★☆☆ - Animals with powers
★★★☆☆ - Stray dogs
★★★☆☆ - Fandom based, i.e Loin King
★☆☆☆☆ - MLP:FIM
★☆☆☆☆ - Minecraft


☆☆☆☆☆ - One Direction
☆☆☆☆☆ - Hetalia
☆☆☆☆☆ - Goth/punk, nothing against I just don't like to rp it.
☆☆☆☆☆ - Teen pregnancy
☆☆☆☆☆ - Homestuck

[WolfStory23]

"Welcome to Heartclan." A White she cat with blue eyes said to you. "My name is Wolfstar." You look at the she cat bowing before you in greeting. "I am..." you give you name and the she cat lays her tail on your shoulder. "You will make a fine warrior and clan mate. Will you join me?" You say yes and she leads you to your new home. Years have passed and you have had a wonderful experience with Heartclan, you have learned how to fight multiple cats and hunt for the entire clan. You have learned the true meaning of being a warrior and caring for others besides yourself and about the warrior code but all is not well inside the Forest. Deception and Betrayal is everywhere, cats turning on cats, warriors going rouge and the animals all around are acting weird. Wolfstar looks at you with a pleading look in her eye as a strange, black cat with red eyes is beside her. In a blink of an eye Wolfstar is missing and you are left with the black cat. "I am Darkspirit," the tom said. "You and all your clan mates will fall under my warriors!" The tom laughed. "Now with your leader gone no one will stop us!" The tom disappeared before you could launch an attack on him. What will you do? Will you have the heart of a pure warrior and save the clan and leader who warmingly welcomed you into the clan? Or will you tuck tail and run leaving the forest and your home to the Darkclan cats? Your story starts here.

Heart Of A Warrior (NEW RP)

[Resin]

இ Ѻur Ѻwn Ҟeepers இ

The History

Disease ravaged the world and the humans that ruled it have ceased to be. In an instant our former keepers fell to the ground, grasped at their throats, then breathed their last. It seemed a triumph, but what would become of us?

With their deaths we became the rulers: the biggest, the smartest, the most brutal. Many of us did not make it, but those that did left their barred prisons behind. As we wandered the barren, dust covered city streets, our minds began to change. In months we were no longer mindless beasts. Within our minds rested advanced intelligence.

We began to think and feel. We developed a plethora of emotions and thoughts. It was as if the humans, in their deaths, had left their knowledge to us. They had given us their longevity as well, for our lifespans increased. Those of us that had felt their age before now felt like young cubs.

A council was called between those of us that remained. Leaders were appointed and a hierarchy was established. Rules were made and boundaries were set. We could kill, but never each other. The ungulates that lived would be our source of food. They roamed the city and the surrounding forests in abundance. On occasion we would find one of the few remaining humans. They were now the endangered species and seeing them was thought to bring good luck. We also chose a new name for ourselves. We were no longer animals. We agreed to call ourselves The wise.

With our new found intelligence came new abilities. We were able to speak and read. Those of us with the digits for it, mainly apes, were able to write. We began making homes for ourselves in places formerly run by humans. Also in our new found comprehension we began to develop feeling for one another based on personality; not species. Many couples of different species now existed among us and it was well accepted.

The rulers of The Wise, a massive Golden Liger named Tenzin , and a smokey grey wolf named Resin, made their home in the grand library, spending their time poring over books and papers, taking advantage of the gift that they were given. Others took up dwelling wherever they felt most comfortable.

Recently, more and more humans have been spotted. Soon after, one of our kind was found dead; humans standing around the murdered leopardess with spears in hand. They were chased off, but fear surfaced inside of us. Mind you, not all humans are bad. Our ability to speak has brought with it the ability to communicate and reason with them. Alas... there are bad eggs in every species. Would the humans try to retake the city that nature had given to us? If so, we refuse to go without a fight.

இ Ѻur Ѻwn Ҟeepers இ

Bangarang.

[Fairy.Tale]

American Ballet Theater


The American Ballet Theater is a place where young dancers get to thrive and become the best they can.
The dancers will dance from nine in the morning until six, working as hard as they can to get the main role and impress there director.
The company is performing the famous Swan Lake, who will be the main part? who will end up at the side? Who will get injered? And who will fall in love?
Who knows?

[roepen]

I know I am not normal...
Its plain to see
My scars and bruises
arent visible, because
their in my heart.
I am not normal,
i am a monster.

I know I am not normal....

You grew up your whole life knowing your not normal,a outcast. Now there's a school for monsters, called Somewhere Normal. It is very hidden,many people havent seen it, but monsters have seen the school plain and clear.

[idky,]

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Anyone there willing to write a seven-pages 1x1 fic with me, about Marceline and Bubblegum/Bubbline, from Adventure Time?
I expect from you a chunky, full paragraph at the least.
I also inform I have the right to say no to you u_u
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xxxx.
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xdes xx.

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[Keriae]

fall of the clans; [pm forms, rp samples & reservations]
We need males!

terror and pain was sweeping through the felines as they fled. no prophecy, no warning. it seemed that not even their ancestors knew of the terror and danger the clans had to face. the lakeside territory was becoming more hostile with each time the sun rose, two legs had begun to enter their territory but they didn't destroy the area like they did in the forest, instead they used the cats territory as a sanctuary for other creatures that were lethal to them. with the twolegs came dogs, badgers, beavers and birds of prey came harder hunting, and the risk of being savaged when out trying to find the scarce amount of prey. the hunters became the hunted.

first alliance formed was thunderclan and shadowclan, shadowclan's territory had become a place crawling with dogs and badgers so they joined together for protection and not to launch an attack. then windclan joined riverclan for the same reason as the thunderclan shadowclan alliance, to protect cat's lives. it was the gathering a few nights later that changed everything. each clan cat that had survived the hunger and the attacks came to the gathering, feeble elders to newborn kits and even pregnant queens that barely made it across the tree bridge. even the traditional places to sit were forgotten as the warriors, deputies and apprentices sat around the weaker cats in their natural desire to protect.

leaders didn't give reports about how bad they were being affected, it was as if every cat knew despite the face they are from different clans. what were they going to do was the only thing that interested them and as the leaders weighed the options beavers attacked as they had claimed the lake and this included the island. the battle was quick and deadly and that was when it was decided the lake was no longer a haven to them. finding a new home was the only way to find safety.

and now here we are, a massive group of cats padding growing weaker. we left through windclans territory, despite the risks of birds of prey it was the safest route as the hawks would only attack the kits and we outnumbered them greatly and now we don't even know if we will survive.