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[sanspeur]

.:ѕαтoмe αcαdeмy:.
тнe αcαdeмy ғor ιdolѕ αɴd coмpoѕerѕ

(There will be no Nanami, other cannon characters are welcome!)

.:welcoмe:.
"You have taken and passed the entrance exams. We welcome you all, composers and idols, to Satome Academy! Headmaster Shining, would you like to take over?"
-Academy teacher, Ringo

"Of course! Thank you Ringo! Hello all new students! I am the headmaster of Satome Academy, Shining Satome! I welcome you all to this high academy. Here you will either learn the path of the Idol or Composer. Whichever you chose, will be your destiny. Once you've graduated, you will move onto the Shining Agency! Also run by me. From there on, you will take on jobs to boost popularity. You will also have to record songs that your composer, the same composer you graduated with, wrote. So before you graduate, make sure you have some nice friends. Thank you! I expect you all to know, there is no romance aloud in this school or agency. Men and women, listen carefully. Absolutely No Romance! Thank you for listening to this entrance ceremony."
-Headmaster, and President, Shining Satome

"As Shining has said, no romance. Students, we shall see you the day after tomorrow for classes. That will give you time to get used to everything and get settled for the year ahead. You are now dismissed."
-Academy Teacher, Hyuuga

.:rυleѕ:.
- There will be no Nanami! Other Cannon Characters are allowed!
- Tess' rules apply! I shouldn't have to tell you this though.
- No perfect characters! Everyone has flaws. (Like me being socially awkward!)
- Headmaster Shining, Ringo, and Hyuuga can be played by a user.
- Include personality and history in forum if you possibly can. If not, pm me and I'll help you think of them.
- I expect to see creative forums and posts with 4 sentences to a paragraph. I do not want one liners.
- 4 characters per user. Pm me if you want to roleplay more.
- Please, mini-modding. I already have chosen my mini-mod, Train and Syo. I might choose another mini-mod later.
- No crushing on your own character. Along with secretly dating them.
- Romance is allowed here. Secret romance though. It should never get farther than kissing.
- You have to know what the anime is about to get this roleplay.
- Please put STARISH in the Other: section of your forum to show you have read the rules.

Join Here!

[Scarlett;]

semi-lit once upon a time rp

This is Fairy Tale Land. It's filled with magic,
monsters and all of the characters we all know from
stories growing up. It's real, and so are the people
in it. But unlike the "happily ever after" you may
have heard about, their stories continued, and
it is far from what you might expect.

pic&text © abc

“ Magic always comes with a price ”

I am bumping this for a friend. We only need Charming and Rumple at the very least to get started. Please help!

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❝ＷＨＥＮ ᵗʰᵉ ＣＩＴＹ ＳＬＥＥＰＳ❞

You are what we call a superhero. Your powers and
abilities are foreign to the mortals of this world,
the likes of which we have never seen. In this city
you have been abandoned, outcast to become whatever
would mold you and that you would be molded into.
You decide what is right and what is wrong, what is
just and what is evil. It is your turn to take up the
role that your were destined for, as a hero or as a
villain in the small town. It is only you who can decide
the fate of the people here, of a world needing guidance
and only you who can carve your own path.

What will you become?

We grew up with stories about Superman,
Were raised on movies featuring a Dark Knight;
We knew of a world where no one suffered,
The place where our heroes died.

In a town there in the horizon,
There's a place like that that exists;
A world where our men in capes live,
A world where our heroes never die.

A world where we can be free,
A vision of soaring in the night sky;
Our heroes have always been right there,
Where the city sleeps tonight.

[Ashara]

Before it disappeared beneath the the surface of the ocean Atlantis was said to be an a peaceful and utopian island. Many believe it now to lay at the bottom of the ocean, a paradise for the life underwater but none of this is true. The island never sank, it still remains above the surface. The humans left it decades ago while the animals remained. It is a paradise not to fish but to canines. How they got here is unknown but here they are, living on his huge island unknown to mankind. The city of Atlantis lies in ruins while the animals around it thrive. An utopia had it not been ravaged by war, a war between two packs.

Once a single large and mighty pack reigned this forest but they came upon hard times. Food grew scarce, the canines grew lean and with their hunger grew their anger. Finally a large group of wolves left the pack thinking they would find prey in a different forest. They had no success so soon later they came running back to their old pack thinking that they would be welcomed back and things would continue as if nothing had happened. Alas things did not go to plan for these wolves, their old pack considered them to be traitors and did not allow them to return to the pack. Together they had been known as the Azzak pack but now they called themselves Naharis and Kezmya. Naharis the ones whom had stayed, Kezmya those whom had left.

The hard times have passed prey is abundant, the only trouble in the forest is caused by the wolves themselves. The packs have developed a feeling of hostility towards each other and fights break out often. The packs grow larger and the territory does not seem to be quite large enough for the two to stay at a distance from each other. Eventually what had been building up for so long occurred, a full on battle. Before it had just been occasional scuffles at the borders with no more than injuries but in this battle many wolves lost their lives. The victor of the battle was the Naharis pack however though victorious the battle had lowered their numbers severely.

What neither of the packs had known until now was that a third pack had formed on the island. Some loners had gotten together and founded a pack of the name Yerizhan. The majority remaining members of the kezmya pack fled to join the yerizhan pack while a few actually went to join naharis. In their time of need the naharis welcomed their old pack mates back to them once more. The yerizhan moved to inhabit the old kezmya territory so in a way they became the new kezmya. Once again there was hostility between the packs. There has not been a second battle however tension is high.

Atlantis over water, Atlantis on earth might seem like a paradise but due to the canines that inhabit the island it is not. Loners and pack members alike are affected by the tension. Will there be peace this time around or will another battle ruin the peace? Can canines continue to thrive on the island or will they end up killing each other and becoming extinct?

Benevolent and malevolent alike the choice is in your paws fight for the peace or fight each other?

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[The Royal Mirage]

Divided We Stand (A Packs Roleplay)

Attention literate/semi-lit wolf roleplayers!

If you are looking for an rp with a thorough and detailed back story, a structured yet flexible plot line, and an interesting pack dynamic, this is the rp for you. There's a lot to read at first, but if you enjoy long, in-depth descriptions, you'll zip through it. In Divided We Stand, you are presented with a unique multi-pack experience with other advanced writers, with different customs and rules to shape and play characters off of.

This is bound to be a wolf pack roleplay not quite like any other found on chickensmoothie, so don't go missing it!

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The Great Pack of the Central Plains
Many years ago, there was a pack of wolves who lived in peace on the central plains of a wide and lush land. In every direction, opportunities presented themselves, and the pack expanded outward to all sides. To the North, faraway mountains loomed on the horizon, their peaks like jagged teeth in an old wolf's maw. All manner of prey came down from the mountains; elk, deer, even goats at times. Hunter's from the great pack would travel North for hunting trips, keeping their pack always well fed. To the East, many days walk would lead to balmy shores with salty waves that would caress the silken sand. One could find pretty shells and pearls along the beach, as well as gemstones which glimmered in above ground and underwater caves. Crafters would travel the long distance to these shores to collect trinkets for their crafts and sand for glass-making, their work fetching high prices in the form of favours or work from brutes and faes. And finally to the West, a distant forest grew with wild tenacity, the wide trees seeming to stretch up forever. In this forest lived many dangerous predators - wolverines, bears, jaguars - the pelts or teeth of which were considered tokens of one's fearlessness and strength. When warriors of the great pack came of age, they were sent on expeditions to the forest, and would only be allowed back after killing one of the woods' many fearsome creatures.

This was the largest wolf pack in the land, known for miles around for it's rich culture, it's kind disposition, and the talented wolves who lived there. There were many things that outsiders and pack wolves alike spoke of, but most revered and loved were the alphas.

Abesoloma and Aditi were the greatest alphas to ever rule the pack of the central plains, or so they say. Abe, alpha male, was the spiritual leader, and his wisdom lead the pack through many hardships. It is said his white coat shimmered like a beacon of hope, his golden markings glowed like the sun. Aditi, the alpha fae, was the pack's finest fighter, her skills and strength pulling the pack through many battles. Her shadowy pelt was said to be black as the night, with silver markings that glittered like stars. Their rule brought with it an era of happiness, good health, and prosperity for the pack, and their comrades rejoiced when it became known that Aditi was heavily pregnant.

On a cold fall night, three healthy pups were born. One male and two females, each pup distinctly different from the start. The eldest of the pups was named Zeda, her soft pup pelt was the colour of liquid silver. Her younger sister was given the name Odara, and her white coat shone like untouched snow. The youngest and largest, the male pup, was named Clodoveo, and his black pelt glimmered like pure onyx. The alphas were proud, and the pack celebrated the happy occasion with bonfires, feasts, and gifts of the finest quality. They hoped that their pups would one day rule the pack together.

As pups, the trio were nigh inseparable, playing, laughing, and rumbling all around camp. But it soon became apparent that the pups were quite different, and as they grew older, they grew further apart:

Zeda would travel with the hunters, growing to love the mountains windy climate and rocky peaks. Her body grew lean and her paws became silent, being molded by the elements she surrounded herself with. Seldom would she return to camp without a new kill, though it often went to the mother's of pups or the elderly *by her request*. Though her kindness was well known, the thrill of the hunt was all she lived for, and she was proud to provide for a pack she presumed she would one day rule.

Odara was a little bundle of mischief, playing tricks on her fellow pack mates and learning the ways she could most easily get what she wanted. Her curvy little figure was much adored and desired, her sultry eyes hypnotizing. Brutes would spend no shortage of favours in order to shower her with gifts, and there was nothing she loved more than a beautiful charm. Being the middle sibling, she never tired of this treatment, and would never tire of it when she would become alpha.

Clodoveo had always been the largest of his siblings, and cared little for prettiness or prey. He wished to claim glories beyond recognition, to accomplish feats beyond imagination. His desires lead him to the forest of the warriors, and his kills were never slow to be known around camp. He knew he was the strongest of his siblings, even if he was youngest, and looked forward to leading many wars in the name of conquest for his pack when he became alpha.

The three siblings all grew stronger in their beliefs, and more confident that they would be chosen to rule the great pack. A fierce rivalry developed between them, one which had begun to affect the members of the pack as well. The hunters would hide away some of the food for only themselves to eat, the crafters began to trick their customers into ridiculous situations for their work, and the warriors banded together to bully the pack members into obedience.

Soon, the siblings had had enough, and went to their parents. Each one plead their case to the alphas, arguing why they should rule as opposed to their siblings. Zeda argued that she could provide best for the pack, her hunting skills were unparalleled. Odara claimed herself to be the most cunning, and that her smarts could direct the pack away from any bad situation. Clodoveo demanded that he be made alpha, and insisted that he would fight for the title if he had to. Abe and Aditi were saddened by their childrens' disagreement, and decided that none of them would rule the pack.

Enraged and betrayed, each sibling went their separate ways; Zeda to the mountains, Odara to the shores, and Clodoveo to the forest. Each was followed by those in the pack who believed in their cause, forming three separate packs. It is unknown what happened to Abesoloma and Aditi.

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It has been a great many years since the separation of the packs, and their leaders have died off long ago. They have forgiven each other in a ways, though some still remember the prejudices and wars fought between packs. They still live separately, but at the end of every moon cycle and during the bitter winter months, the packs come together once again. It is in these times that they try to remember the golden age of Aditi and Abesoloma, helping and providing for each other. Though the packs have grown so much that it would be too difficult to merge permanently, they still enjoy meeting on these occasions of both joy and hardship.

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❝ＷＨＥＮ ᵗʰᵉ ＣＩＴＹ ＳＬＥＥＰＳ❞ ＳＵＰＥＲＨＥＲＯ ＲＰ

You are what we call a superhero. Your powers and
abilities are foreign to the mortals of this world,
the likes of which we have never seen. In this city
you have been abandoned, outcast to become whatever
would mold you and that you would be molded into.
You decide what is right and what is wrong, what is
just and what is evil. It is your turn to take up the
role that your were destined for, as a hero or as a
villain in the small town. It is only you who can decide
the fate of the people here, of a world needing guidance
and only you who can carve your own path.

What will you become?

We grew up with stories about Superman,
Were raised on movies featuring a Dark Knight;
We knew of a world where no one suffered,
The place where our heroes died.

In a town there in the horizon,
There's a place like that that exists;
A world where our men in capes live,
A world where our heroes never die.

A world where we can be free,
A vision of soaring in the night sky;
Our heroes have always been right there,
Where the city sleeps tonight.

[PuddingShark]

Once, there were two packs populating the mountains of Iceland. Ragnok and Nifleim, good and evil. Remember, though, that in every light there is a dark, and in the dark there will forever be a light. Both packs could become human, but Nifleim could only transform during the night and Ragnok during the day. If a wolf stayed human outside of the times they could transform, (for example, if a Ragnok wolf stayed human after the sun set) they would be stuck as a human forever, and have their memories wiped. These half-human, half-wolves were shunned from the packs, because wolves look down on humans as ignorant, stupid creatures.

There is a large clearing in between the territories, belonging to no-one. Both packs have been looking to expand their territory onto the area for centuries, but have never made a move in fear of being attacked by the other pack. However, the winter hit extremely hard on both of the packs and they are in need of the area’s ample prey. So, in a desperate attempt to feed the pack, the alpha of Nifleim declared war. Both packs have lead attacks on the other in hopes of capturing the territory, and all have been in vain so far.
As packs are being worn thin while more and more members are lost to casualties from the war, their future is uncertain. Unless they can break the curse or find peace, they won’t last much longer...

l o s t o n e s
| semi lit |
NOTE -
This is NOT a werewolf rp

[Fichester]

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"Today may be my last day, so before you go shuffling off, I need you to listen what I have to say. A long, long time ago, there was a young tom named Aspen, who had lived his life as a kittypet, had to flee into the wilderness when his twolegs left suddenly and left him behind. He had to trudge up into the mountainous forest, and just as he was giving up - on whatever he was searching for - as it shifted to leaf-bare and began to snow, he met a she-cat in the woods. She led him to a whole group of cats, shivering in the snow."
"These cats relied on eachother and yet, they couldn't trust eachother. Young and old, strong and weak, were all fighting the world alone. He could see they wanted to help the other, but they had to struggle just to make sure they had food. They almost always had to have their hackles raised, their claws unsheathed, their teeth bared just to pray to the stars that they didn't get attacked. Some of them were sick and dying, from infected wounds and lack of food."
"But Aspen did find one thing that was special about these cats. It didn't matter that it was more dangerous together, that they hated and fought one another. It didn't matter what they said or did to one another. Because - if they were alive - the next day they were still there. They had a loyalty and love unspoken and hidden under their fight for each breath. And it gave Aspen an idea. What if he could bring them together, to help gather enough food for everyone each day. If the fighting stopped, leaving their love and loyalty to shine though the dirt they buried it under. His father had told him and his sibling stories of a Clan of cats that took care of eachother, and together formed an unstoppable force. And that's what they would do."
"As the Clan formed together, they found more cats wandering the forest and sent patrols to recruit kittypets and twolegplace cats at the foot of the mountain. They trained alongside one another, and set up borders to their land that they could protect and hunt in freely. Aspen appointed a deputy, and a kittypet who had a knack for helping the sick and wounded and a special connection with the stars was appointed as a medicine cat. Some cats that discovered the young Clan's existence were opposed, and sometimes they had to deal with fights. In one such fight, Aspen was hurt very badly. The medicine cat was able to keep him around, but thought that having him establish a connection with the StarClan would help keep him safe as leader. The cats of the StarClan declared him as a prodigy of their ways and dubbed him Aspenstar."
"When Aspenstar passed away and his deputy took his place, he decided to give their Clan a name, and all the cats agreed on it: AspenClan."
"But it's been a long time since then. Great leaders and great warriors have come and passed, becoming simple marks on the trees of AspenClan's history. There are many cats opposing us, prowling our borders while hurting and killing our proud warriors. We're being numbered down by a disease we can't cure. We've had to appoint a cat to dispose of all the dead cats. We're loosing a war that we didn't even know had begun. Now we'll need all the help we can get. We need you're help."

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AspenClan is beginning to fall.
A new disease the cats are calling Crow-cough, due to the hacking and coughing symptom it gives it's victims, is sweeping through the Clan and killing many. Two cats have been given the Medicine cat's assistant positions, which mainly consists of finding infected cats, running herb patrols, and disposing of bodies killed by the disease. AspenClan's leader recently ran away and was found dead on the border, who had been hiding his Crow-cough, though only the new leader and medicine cat know of this information.
And on top of that, there are cats condensing in small camps just outside the borders, tormenting, harassing, and even fighting Clan cats on patrol near the border, injuring and killing the healthy cats. Many cats who are injured but survive encounters with them develop Crow-cough. Some cats do recover from the disease without dying, but there is no identified cure and survivors will remain with varying severities of lung problems. Some get away with things like not being able to hold their breath, discomfort, or being unable to run for long periods of time. Others can have loud, raspy breathing, are unable to do much, or are even forced into early retirements to the elder's den.



Sign made by my friend Descript c:

[sanspeur]

.:ѕαтoмe αcαdeмy:.
тнe αcαdeмy ғor ιdolѕ αɴd coмpoѕerѕ

(There will be no Nanami, other cannon characters are welcome!)

.:welcoмe:.
"You have taken and passed the entrance exams. We welcome you all, composers and idols, to Satome Academy! Headmaster Shining, would you like to take over?"
-Academy teacher, Ringo

"Of course! Thank you Ringo! Hello all new students! I am the headmaster of Satome Academy, Shining Satome! I welcome you all to this high academy. Here you will either learn the path of the Idol or Composer. Whichever you chose, will be your destiny. Once you've graduated, you will move onto the Shining Agency! Also run by me. From there on, you will take on jobs to boost popularity. You will also have to record songs that your composer, the same composer you graduated with, wrote. So before you graduate, make sure you have some nice friends. Thank you! I expect you all to know, there is no romance aloud in this school or agency. Men and women, listen carefully. Absolutely No Romance! Thank you for listening to this entrance ceremony."
-Headmaster, and President, Shining Satome

"As Shining has said, no romance. Students, we shall see you the day after tomorrow for classes. That will give you time to get used to everything and get settled for the year ahead. You are now dismissed."
-Academy Teacher, Hyuuga

.:rυleѕ:.
- There will be no Nanami! Other Cannon Characters are allowed!
- Tess' rules apply! I shouldn't have to tell you this though.
- No perfect characters! Everyone has flaws. (Like me being socially awkward!)
- Headmaster Shining, Ringo, and Hyuuga can be played by a user.
- Include personality and history in forum if you possibly can. If not, pm me and I'll help you think of them.
- I expect to see creative forums and posts with 4 sentences to a paragraph. I do not want one liners.
- 4 characters per user. Pm me if you want to roleplay more.
- Please, mini-modding. I already have chosen my mini-mod, Train and Syo. I might choose another mini-mod later.
- No crushing on your own character. Along with secretly dating them.
- Romance is allowed here. Secret romance though. It should never get farther than kissing.
- You have to know what the anime is about to get this roleplay.
- Please put STARISH in the Other: section of your forum to show you have read the rules.

Join Here!

[uncanny valley]

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Welcome to the A circuit. Here are the upper echelons of horse sport; these riders, these horses,
they train, they practice like mad, desperate for the success they've worked so hard - and paid
so much - to achieve.
On the circuit, there's drama. Oh, so much drama. There is cutthroat competition, sabotage,
cheating and enemies. But that's not all; there is also friendship, the joy of victory, and, most
of all, the unspoken bond between horse and rider, a bond so deep that nothing could sever it.

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Now, you have the chance to take the reins, step into the irons, and ride to what could possibly
be victory. You ride at Virtuoso Farms, a top-rate equestrian center; the trainer, Phil Wilson,
chose the name "Virtuoso" because it means "a person who is highly skilled, and Phil, despite
his apparent arrogance, is right in his assumption; he is renowned as one of the finest hunter
jumper trainers in the country, and is well known on the circuit for both his successfulness &
his difficulty to work with.

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A stable like this only takes the best, which is why your horses walk under sheets emblazoned
with the barn colours of Virtuoso, why your tack trunk has a matching cover. Of course, you
could have, like so many other riders on the circuit, bought your way in; indeed, you aren't
exactly poor. Just look at your horses! But you, along with seven other young riders, have a
place at the top of Phil's training program - among his best. The seven of you don't compete
against each other, fortunately, so you will be like teammates; however, drama will develop
and friendships will still be made. And in the end, do you have what it takes to be a winner?

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