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[RosemarryAnn]

Depths of Darkness is a Role Pay based loosely off the book Children in the Night by Harold Myra. It is a wonderful book that deals with all the senses but sight as the people live in darkness in an underworld of caves, caverns, lakes, and mountains, all below our feet.

Now, the Role Play will not be going with the original story, or even characters, settings, or situations, but it will take place in a similar world with similar circumstances.

The Seekers are a group of people that have been trapped in this underground world for centuries, not being able to find any means of escape. The Seekers are broken up into three main alliances that are made up of different tribes based on abilities, tradition, and survival needs.

The Kay Da Alliance, is an alliance made up of criminals, those banished, outlaws, and the Kay Da, their ruthless leader. The Kay Da is just a title name after the original Kay Da, who broke from the tribes soon after the Seekers were trapped underground. Through the years, a new Kay Da has raised to power, terrorizing other Seeker tribes, and gaining power in military and the Dark Lights (magic). His goal is to overtake the Main Alliance with the ruling class of Seekers, and gain control of the whole known world (underground).


As role players, you will be young Seekers who are part of a group of trained Seekers called the Sentinel.
Some of you have come to this group on your own, some of you have been forced, and some of you are just curious.
Kendric is your leader and trainer. He has been training most of his life, and is well qualified to teach the Seeker ways, tell the old tales, and train you in warfare and battle.

What is the Sentinel?
The Sentinel are an army of sorts for the Seekers.
They are trained in the Seeker ways, battle, survival, and to keep the Kay Da at bay.
It is well known that the Kay Da is preparing for war, and the Main Alliance knows the need for a army for protection, not just for themselves, but also the other two alliances, and all the tribes.

War is on the horizon.
Will you join the Sentinels?


Some of you can be persuaded to the Kay Da side....That is up to you.
You have the opportunity to flee to other side, before you take the Oath of Understanding. If you take the Oath, you are bound to be a True Seeker and will receive the death penalty if you try to escape the main Alliances.

Where will your loyalties lay?

This world is filled with creatures, wonders, mysteries, a barbaric tribe called the Bree Moung, and other surprises.

We are waiting for you.

Will you enter this dark and cold world of war and the unknown?

* Role Play: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=83&t=2286132#p71606680

* Discussion Form Open to Everyone, not just role players: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=85&t=2290410

[Speak]

Ｔｈｉｓ Ｉｓ Ｔｈｅ Ｄａｙ

❝ｔｈｉｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｔｈｅ ｄａｙ ｗｅ＇ｖｅ ｗａｉｔｅｄ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｔｈｅ ｄａｙ ｗｅ
ｏｐｅｎ ｕｐ ｔｈｅ ｄｏｏｒ ｉ
ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｗａｎｎａ ｈｅａｒ ｙｏｕｒ ａｂｓｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ ｈｏｐｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｒｅａｄｙ ｆｏｒ ａ
ｒｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ
ｔｏ ａ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｏｆ ｎｅｗ
ｓｏｌｕｔｉｏｎｓ ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ ｔｏ ａ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｏｆ ｂｌｏｏｄｙ
ｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ❞
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The world has always been in a battle between darkness and light. In the beginning the creatures of darkness, know as grimms, overwhelmed man crushing him till he was only a small speck in a dark world. As the legend goes, when all seemed lost man discovered something miraculous; dust. Not ash or dirt but dust colorful, powerful dust. With man’s intelligent mind he quickly developed this powerful resource and turned it into a weapon he could use to fight the grimms. Slowly but surely man pushed back the grimms, lighting their way to a bright future of civilization.
Today, because of all the sacrifices made from mankind all those millennia ago we now live in an era of relative peace. However the dark grimms still haunt the edges of our bright civilization, threatening to once again cover us in shadow. Lately though the grimm’s threat has grown, their numbers have been growing at an alarming rate and not only that but their reported attacks have been steadily moving closer and closer to the city of Aldous. The only people that stand in the way of the grimms return are the Hunters and Huntresses who have spent their lives training to protect the people of Aldous and battle the grimms.
There is only one school that trains these Hunters and Huntresses; Beacon Academy. Only those who are hard working and talented enough ever get to see the illustrious gates of Beacon. Perched high a-top a cliff over looking the city Beacon shines as the hope of a people who still wage a never-ending war against thee dark. You were a hopeful applicant dreaming of being a student at Beacon Academy, of being a Hunter or Huntress who could protect those that couldn’t protect themselves. That’s no longer who you are though, now you are a student starting their first year at Beacon. You will be teamed up with three other students who share your dream of being Hunters and Huntresses, with them you will make your way through boring classes and dangerous encounters. This is your day to succeed, your day to open up the door.

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[GrayStar51]

UNDERLANDxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxUNDERLAND
it must be some kind of wonderland
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLET'S ALL FALL DOWN THE RABBIT HOLExxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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imagine a place where you can drink to shrink and become a beast by eating a feast.
imagine a place where everyone's mad and nobody's glad
imagine a place with two beautiful queens, who shimmer and shine with gleam.
imagine a place with tea and cakes beside a purple stream.
imagine a place where a white rabbit keeps time on his clock.
imagine a place where set sail on the sea but never can dock.
imagine a place where you can hardly live and die hardly.
welcome to the wonderful underland.
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[jules_]

Looking for a roleplay!
most of my rps are either dead or extremely slow, so I'm looking for some new ones!

I'm also looking to create a super-hero/superpower type roleplay with somebody. Pm me if you are interested!\

What I prefer:

• not a ridiculously high lit level. I can do a large paragraph, but don't like too unless I have enough to work with. Semi-lit is preferable.
• interesting plots
• I usually only play one female character. If I do two, one usually gets neglected, but I can if I have to.
• action action action action
• humans
• supernatural/powers/fantasy/dystopia type plots
• avengers/x-men/mutant/s.h.i.e.l.d. type things

What I will not do:

• animal rps
• any rp using canon characters/the lives of real-life people { band, celebrities, etc. }
• rps that are only romance
• anything that is just mundane real-life
• super-fast rps, ones that have already started, or ones with tons of members

PM me if you think I'd like your rp! I don't bite :3

sokyo

[xayah]

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“Iт'ѕ тιмe we ɢαve υp нope. Tнιѕ ιѕ ɴo loɴɢer oυr нoмe.”

THREAD NAVIGATION
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Rules
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"Where do you think you're going? Oh, my apologies, I didn't mean to startle you. We're all just a little...uneasy these days. Nothing like this has ever happened before, we have no idea how to interpret it. Wait, you say you know? You aren't just pulling my tail, are you? Really? Quickly, follow me, you must speak with our Healer immediately."

The cats of Breezeclan once lived in peace. They had the perfect home and the perfect life. The wide open grassland provided them with an abundance of prey and an outstanding connection to their ancestors. Each night when they settled down together the sky above became a wondrous sight. Its dark canvas would fill with the cats they had lost over the moons and cast them all into a long and peaceful sleep. There weren't many dangers they feared, aside from the occasional predator or common cold, of course, and for many generations they lived happily. Little did they know that was soon to change.
They first appeared at the river. The strange, hairless up-walkers were a species unknown to Breezeclan at first. When they arrived they didn't seem to pose much of a threat, however, once they brought in their horrible metal machines and began tearing at the earth, the cats discovered what fear really was. The river turned black and poisoned any that dared drink from its banks. Prey began to flee and the grassy fields slowly wilted. Loud, booming noises could be heard all the way down at the river and those sent to investigate never returned. It was a horrible time, indeed. The cats had never been so afraid, many abandoned the so-called safety of their home, needless to say this is what lead to the downfall of Breezeclan.
It went on for moons. The cats avoided the river for days upon days, causing many to die from dehydration. Those that survived the drought were more likely to starve or catch a deadly disease. But the ones that remained stayed strong. Breezeclan became but a mere group of bedraggled cats but they didn't lose hope, not even once. When the up-walkers finally left, their main source of water, the river, had become a massive trench in the earth. It was too dangerous to get to the bottom, but with careful climbing and agile skills a few discovered a decent path down. When they were able to grip their lives a little tighter things began looking up. The Healer managed to save their last remaining herbs and slowly Breezeclan grew into the mighty clan it had once been.
However, the up-walkers weren't finished, not by far. After moons of living peacefully again, the horrid creatures that had ruined their life before returned with a different plan in mind. The machines they brought this time were even bigger and louder. They set up camp far from the cats but that didn't stop the fear they had forgotten from returning. Luckily no cats were physically harmed while the up-walkers started their new project. But the Healer faced a great deal of trouble. Her connection to Starclan became distant and...cold. The up-walkers remained in their camp for what seemed like ages, each day a new building appearing among them. More and more up-walkers arrived and soon they had a full-blown clan of their own living dangerously close to the cats. Starclan warned them of the dangers to come before their connection was shattered. Now, barely any of their ancestors can be seen in the night sky and Breezeclan is beginning to falter again.
Will they ever find a safe home? Will their bond with Starclan be restored? What new dangers await the cats of Breezeclan and their stars?

"A new home you say? But who knows what horrid creatures thrive in that dense jungle? We'll never survive, I tell you. This is the end of Breezeclan, enjoy it while you can. Go if you dare. Us loyal warriors will remain here, and when our ancestors return don't come wailing back."

[lullaby;]

"run little fairies, before they pluck your wings and call you a black rose." "seek deliverance, little fairies of ordinary normality." "oh, but what other choices might you make?" "choose wisely, little one. anything is possible"
Little butterfly sized fairies, aren't they beautiful? Roses, normally such a symbol of love. Then, black roses, so unusual of it's gothic beauty. Right? Oh, not in these field of roses. A unique field of flowers and roses, somewhere hidden along in a peaceful place. Unsorted of many colors and sizes. Here are the fairies, who live here. Oh, they may seem adorable and full of fairy dust of sweet, but they have more of a story here. When a fairy commits a crime, and does so wrongly of actions.. there wings are plucked, and they are put into black roses and tossed somewhere. They're called the black roses. Without the wings, which hold a strong storage in fairy dust for magical abilities, makes them weak and so close to defenseless. Oh, little fairies, they wouldn't want that. Some may take there beautiful outcast symbol; the black rose, and run. May, some will have there wings plucked away, and then taken with that rose. May, some, are still a flower of their origin. Run little black roses, think wisely little faes. One choice may make you the outcast. One choice may change anything.

Oh my, little fairy born in a blossom. Are you a black rose? Or are you another flower? Careful, little one.
One little choice or move, may cause your whole world to fall.

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if you're interested, here is the link to the roleplay here

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Eight people wake up in this, what appears to be, wonderland. The clouds dance in the beautiful blue sky, and the autumn trees are beautiful colors in the day time. They know this world has to be somewhat different, and they question if it is earth. They don't know how they got here, only remember a previous memory living in a normal life. The world seems perfect at first, some may question if this is a lucid dream.. but this is real? They don't realize, this world is nowhere near perfect. That, the nights can turn into an apocalyptic wasteland. Daytime is a fairy tale, full of beautiful discoveries of fantasies. The night's turn into a horror story. There is no closing a book. There's no waking up. They have to survive here.

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if you're interested, here is the link;;
this roleplay is literature. roleplay is here
if you have any questions or anything, you can pm me.
hope to see you there! (;

keep in mind, there's only 4 spots left.

[Finesse]

Back in the prime of my life, something that would become known as 'the Great Disease' wiped out nearly all of the humans, leaving cities abandoned and overgrown. A mix of who were once pets and local strays were soon freely roaming the streets, getting meals where they could, banning together in hopes of survival. Those of us who grew up privileged lives beside the humans learned what we could from the street-smart strays; there was no other choice. It was either adapt to survive, or facing the cruel death of starvation. Packs began to form throughout the cities, each pack claiming its own territory, though the boundaries often shift. Leaders come and go, and true loyalty is hard to come by. But we manage to survive, regardless. It has been 10 long years since the Great Disease, many dogs born into the world who have never seen a human. There are a few of us around that still remember, but that will not bring the humans back. So whether it is for the better or for worse, the streets belong to us.

- Rusty

Semi literate stray dog role play looking for active quality members. Check out our page here

[Star_Bun]

Click here if your interested!

Welcome, trainers! You are the top of your class, the best of the best. You've probably won a Grand Festival or two or you defeated the Elite Four in your region. You all hail from a different region, all looking for something new. Well, now you have something new. You currently just got off of your two day boat ride to a newer region. This region is two days away from the Hoenn and about twenty-six hours by plane. It's a very isolated region with no islands coming off of it. Okay, back to why your here. You came here because the region you currently were in was strong enough for you. Your pokemon were to strong for the other trainers. In the Cintanayo (Sin-Te-Neigh-Yo ) the trainers and coordinators are tough. They are some of the strongest out there. Maybe even stronger than yourself. This region is well known for its many contest halls, although it's full of trainers and breeders as well. The region is quite calm and quite, a peaceful one with almost no problems. Although it does suffer from a diabolical organization like most other regions. This organization calls itself "Team Sulfur" and have their eyes set on controlling the Cintanayo. It's rare to see one of these members but if you do see one it's best to call an officer Jenny right away.

Rangers have been newly assigned to the Cintanayo region to help with the ever growing problem of Team Sulfur. Many come from other regions and are just begging to get accustomed to the geography of the region and the way the pokemon act. Since many of the pokemon are friendly the rangers have a fairly easy time befriending them for help, this is a large threat to Team Sulfur. Some rangers are dedicated to only finding information on the diabolical team whilst others are out and trying to defeat them and put their dreams away forever. These new rangers are proving to be extremely helpful to the region and the trainers/ coordinators who may be losing their beloved pokemon due to Team Sulfur.

Well, welcome to the Cintanayo!

[rahma]

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“ⒹⒺⒶⒹⓂⒶⓃ ⓌⓄⓃⒹⒺⓇⓁⒶⓃⒹ”
ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ
Ever since you were falsely accused of a crime, you were sent and imprisoned in the infamous 'Deadman Wonderland.' It is the largest, most remarkable prison for dangerous criminals worldwide. But what's the wonder of it comes from you. For twelve hours each day it is open to spectators to watch the criminals perform gruesome 'stunts'. They believe that those are plastic blades slicing through machine bodies, water in the poisonous arrows shooting into the machines' heads, rubber spikes in the pits they fall into. Now that the Wonderland has become your home, you feel sick to the stomach at how wrong they are - how wrong you were. This is no game. At your arrival with your fellow inmates, you were all given collars. You were all told, that if you did not achieve a certain "Candy" within three days, a lethal poison would be injected into your neck and kill you. But you were separated from them. You didn't realize anything was wrong until doctors in white coats held you down and injected a chemical deep into your body. How you screamed in agony and writhed in pain. You were thrown in a cell, a colorless white room. When you became conscious, you became aware of shadowy shapes that focused into people. Something felt wrong. Different. One of them gave you a hand to sit up and grinned with glistening white teeth.
"Welcome to your new home, Deadman."

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