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[Autumn.]

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Nekos and humans live in a world together as one. Nekos are treated unfairly, causing them to be the lower being, and making humans dominate the world. Secretly, some Nekos are still roaming our world, hiding their tails and ears to prevent themselves being known. People who have discovered these 'creatures' don't know that they can hide their animal-like features. It is forbidden for a Neko to fall for a human, but it isn't uncommon for one to do so.

You are going to high school. Will you choose to be a neko, hiding from the human race? Or be a human who's life doesn't have to worry about any troubles of another race hunting you down. What will you choose?

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Neko -
A Neko is a half human, half animal. Many of these creatures are half, wolf, rabbit and foxes but the most common- the Cat. They can easily hide their ears and tail to blend in with the human species. They have two forms, their human form and animal form. They can shift into the animal that they are. Many don't want to be found out because they are most likely scared of what the Human race may do to them.

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[Mufa]

Introduction

Hello everyone! My name is rorke., but feel free to call me any nicknames you can come up with! Uhm, I live in Canada, go to school, have a part-time job, play sports, and spend lots of time with family and friends. My fandoms include Supernatural, Divergent, The Vampire Diaries, Marvel, Vampire Academy, The Lion King, and Marianas Trench. I have many other favorites~

About Me

I can roleplay anywhere from two lines to three or four full, eight-twelve sentenced paragraphs. I try my hardest to use proper grammar and punctuation but occasionally I make mistakes. I try
to reply at least once a day, but sometimes I get
caught up with other things such as my social life
and education. I can roleplay any aged female or
male characters, but I prefer to roleplay young
adult males. I prefer open or private group roleplays,
but 1x1 is acceptable as well. I absolutely love
helping create roleplay ideas, so if someone would
like, I'm willing to co-own a roleplay with them!

What I Expect

Preferably semi-literate roleplayers, but I'm not
picky. Decent reply times; somewhere around one
reply every two-ish days? Other than that, I'm fairly
lenient.

Roleplay's I'm Seeking
5 Stars = Most Desired


• Divergent ★★★★★
• Guardians of Ga'Hoole ★★★★
• Supernatural ★★★★
• Vampire Academy ★★★★
• Werewolves ★★★★
• The Maze Runner ★★★
• The Hunger Games ★★★
• The Vampire Diaries ★★★
• Vampires ★★★
• The Lion King ★★
  
  What I Won't Do
  
• Fandom's I don't know
  
  PM me if interested!
  
  I may be making my own Divergent roleplay
  sometime soon, so if anyone's interested,
  let me know.

banana

[Clio.]

Click the picture to go to the rp c:

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The camp woke up one morning to find the precious golden fleece gone and the borders failing once more. It quickly became clear a camper was responsible and ten suspects were named, however nobody is talking. The camp is running out of time, and the oracle has made it clear that one of the ten is the thief. So in order to get to the bottom of this mystery the accused has been separated from the rest of the camp and have been told to sort out the liar in their midst. While on the other hand the other campers are also trying to solve this mystery and luckily for them three people have claimed to have seen the theft. However their accounts are vastly different and are believed to be lying as well. So who do you believe? Who do you no longer trust?
A line in the sand has been drawn and everyone has selected their sides,
where do you stand? Can you figure out who stole the fleece before it's too late?

contents of role play made by; kalani & clio

[Doctor.Who.]

it has been years since Vikings and humans started living together, thanks to toothless and hiccup. now our main hero's have grown up, and new adventures await. but strange things have been happening on the other islands, dragons have gone missing on these islands. also mysterious boats have been spotted in the distance, could they have something to do with it?, is Alvin back?. outcasts and dragon hunters are a main problem for the Vikings on the island of berk, but could a new threat be nearing?. for now all we can do is wait and see, but that doesn't mean new hope won't rise, and give a new helping hand from the dragons. with the dragon training academy kicking in, new riders will rise up to defend berk and find their own destiny. so will you join the adventure?

(the rp link ---> )

[katsu,]

i have a new roleplay that i made and there is currently one more
spot open. it is a bionic roleplay, click here to find out more! hope to see you there.

[eearz]

Link to RP


~I just wanted to fit in....~new and accepting


Forever we will never be noticed, but we hold onto hope...

Alot of people say "Demons and monsters don't exist" but they do and your one of them. You hide the fact that you are one, but no one notices you. You vanish like air to them for since they walk right in front of you, but they never notice you. You gave up hope trying to fit in. Then you saw something that caught your eye. "Come to the town of Magic!" At the bottom where letters that appeared out of no where. The letters say "Although beware for monster and magical creatures live...Humans beware..." You wondered what the place is like so you packed up and headed for the town. While you are walking towards the little town you looked at the night sky. Staring at it in sadness and wondering what is the place like, but once you setted foot in there...your life changed forever....

[Wormgod]

My grandfather used to talk about it. The day it happened. It was not a happy story. He told us, his children, as a bedtime story. As a warning. The story always started the same: a new nuclear reactor, a new fission invented by humans, and a promise to power the entire Eastern Hemisphere for years. All eyes turned to the savior as it was switched on, watching the lights glow and the turbines stir the strange, ethereal liquid--

And then they were gone.

The events that followed can only be described as cataclysmic failures by every disaster relief agency in every government on the plant. I'm sure you remember the figures. The initial statistics were staggering. 5% of the population were immune. Everything else died. Plants. Animals. Humans. Everything.

Those that were immune were treated to an interesting side-effect of the radiation. The radiation transformed from a poison into a mutagenic agent; a chemical that effected life on a molecular level. Their entire molecular structure changed. To this day, no one is sure why. It showed quickly, within the second or third generation of the life on the island. Even the humans were effected. Only one percent of life was uneffected.

That led to the quarantine. The main island of Japan was completely shut off from the rest of the world. No one in, no one out. Except my grandfather. He got permission in. Being the world's expert on the effects of radiation has its perks; if being quarantined along with an island of toxic waste is a perk.

The one percent started to rebuild, rebuild in a new process that started to scare people. Specifically people in governments. That was one of the many factors that led to the war. The last straw was the sinking of the HMS Arnold. But really, that was just an excuse. The battle had been planned on all sides for months now. The one percent fought hard, using their newfound companionships with the beasts on the island. Even the plants and animals seemed to understand that they were fighting for their homeland. My father knew this, from my grandfather's work, and warned the government to not go through with the war. This is where my grandfather's story becomes my father's.

The war lasted five months and thirteen days. The Battle of Nagasaki was the last stand for the survivors. They fought hard, but they eventually fell. Japan fell. The natives lost, and the worlds governments took the island for themselves.

Six governments took the island of Japan. Six governments drew on a map and divided up their slice of the pie. The former natives of Japan were not invited to this conference. From west to east: China took Hoenn and used the region as a testing grounds for experimental pollution reduction techniques, The United States took Kanto, The United Kingdom took Johto, France took Kalos and quickly outlawed Japanese and made French the official language, and Australia took Unova. Besides China and France, the governments left the regions alone. This was their punishment, to be forgotten and ignored. A monument to the sins of nuclear researchers.

But while they were forgotten, the island quickly recovered. It was no longer called Japan, and within one generation, that name was dropped from their culture. They never stopped working to retake their land. They developed new ways to interact with the so-called monsters, perfected their methods of capturing and controlling them, training them to make them stronger. The population of the island also rebounded, faster than any government could predict.

The revolution was swift and decisive. Each of the regions worked together to quickly expel the foreign governments. Again, the outside world decided a quarantine was the best action. The natives had no complaints.

I moved there shortly after to finish my father's work. Again, the perks of our field. I added to my father's by studying the interactions between the monsters and the humans of the island. It is my life's work. I met my wife here. I had my grandchildren here. I understand this island, its beauties and dangers, for more than any other outsider. I could never have imagined you would plan what you speak of.

Forgive my ramblings. I recount the past as a warning, despite the fact that I am sure you know it well. I must make you understand what you are planning. You call these mutated creatures "monsters", and you are not wrong in that title. These creatures are not playthings. You keep them as pets, and find them useful in daily life. Religion has sprung up around them. Life has adapted to them.

And no, as the 100 year quarantine lifts, you wish to showcase these monsters as toys? You expect outsiders, who have only heard ghost stories and rumors, to respect them? To understand the dangers of monsters? They do not uphold the tradition. They will not fear and respect monsters.

You asked for my recommendation. You expect me, the outsider, to seal this letter with no more than "Yes, go right ahead" and some hot wax. I do not wish to see this island, my home, turned into a safari zone for tourists.

The Pocket Monster League is, in my professional recommendation, an incorrect use of the unnatural wonders of this island. I cannot in good conscience recommend this course of action.


Sincerely,

Professor Samuel Oak Ph.D

Director of Research - Pallet Town Laboratories

[Autumn.]

Link Here!

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Nekos and humans live in a world together as one. Nekos are treated unfairly, causing them to be the lower being, and making humans dominate the world. Secretly, some Nekos are still roaming our world, hiding their tails and ears to prevent themselves being known. People who have discovered these 'creatures' don't know that they can hide their animal-like features. It is forbidden for a Neko to fall for a human, but it isn't uncommon for one to do so.

You are going to high school. Will you choose to be a neko, hiding from the human race? Or be a human who's life doesn't have to worry about any troubles of another race hunting you down. What will you choose?

════════════════════

Neko -
A Neko is a half human, half animal. Many of these creatures are half, wolf, rabbit and foxes but the most common- the Cat. They can easily hide their ears and tail to blend in with the human species. They have two forms, their human form and animal form. They can shift into the animal that they are. Many don't want to be found out because they are most likely scared of what the Human race may do to them.

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[Wormgod]

My grandfather used to talk about it. The day it happened. It was not a happy story. He told us, his children, as a bedtime story. As a warning. The story always started the same: a new nuclear reactor, a new fission invented by humans, and a promise to power the entire Eastern Hemisphere for years. All eyes turned to the savior as it was switched on, watching the lights glow and the turbines stir the strange, ethereal liquid--

And then they were gone.

The events that followed can only be described as cataclysmic failures by every disaster relief agency in every government on the plant. I'm sure you remember the figures. The initial statistics were staggering. 5% of the population were immune. Everything else died. Plants. Animals. Humans. Everything.

Those that were immune were treated to an interesting side-effect of the radiation. The radiation transformed from a poison into a mutagenic agent; a chemical that effected life on a molecular level. Their entire molecular structure changed. To this day, no one is sure why. It showed quickly, within the second or third generation of the life on the island. Even the humans were effected. Only one percent of life was uneffected.

That led to the quarantine. The main island of Japan was completely shut off from the rest of the world. No one in, no one out. Except my grandfather. He got permission in. Being the world's expert on the effects of radiation has its perks; if being quarantined along with an island of toxic waste is a perk.

The one percent started to rebuild, rebuild in a new process that started to scare people. Specifically people in governments. That was one of the many factors that led to the war. The last straw was the sinking of the HMS Arnold. But really, that was just an excuse. The battle had been planned on all sides for months now. The one percent fought hard, using their newfound companionships with the beasts on the island. Even the plants and animals seemed to understand that they were fighting for their homeland. My father knew this, from my grandfather's work, and warned the government to not go through with the war. This is where my grandfather's story becomes my father's.

The war lasted five months and thirteen days. The Battle of Nagasaki was the last stand for the survivors. They fought hard, but they eventually fell. Japan fell. The natives lost, and the worlds governments took the island for themselves.

Six governments took the island of Japan. Six governments drew on a map and divided up their slice of the pie. The former natives of Japan were not invited to this conference. From west to east: China took Hoenn and used the region as a testing grounds for experimental pollution reduction techniques, The United States took Kanto, The United Kingdom took Johto, France took Kalos and quickly outlawed Japanese and made French the official language, and Australia took Unova. Besides China and France, the governments left the regions alone. This was their punishment, to be forgotten and ignored. A monument to the sins of nuclear researchers.

But while they were forgotten, the island quickly recovered. It was no longer called Japan, and within one generation, that name was dropped from their culture. They never stopped working to retake their land. They developed new ways to interact with the so-called monsters, perfected their methods of capturing and controlling them, training them to make them stronger. The population of the island also rebounded, faster than any government could predict.

The revolution was swift and decisive. Each of the regions worked together to quickly expel the foreign governments. Again, the outside world decided a quarantine was the best action. The natives had no complaints.

I moved there shortly after to finish my father's work. Again, the perks of our field. I added to my father's by studying the interactions between the monsters and the humans of the island. It is my life's work. I met my wife here. I had my grandchildren here. I understand this island, its beauties and dangers, for more than any other outsider. I could never have imagined you would plan what you speak of.

Forgive my ramblings. I recount the past as a warning, despite the fact that I am sure you know it well. I must make you understand what you are planning. You call these mutated creatures "monsters", and you are not wrong in that title. These creatures are not playthings. You keep them as pets, and find them useful in daily life. Religion has sprung up around them. Life has adapted to them.

And no, as the 100 year quarantine lifts, you wish to showcase these monsters as toys? You expect outsiders, who have only heard ghost stories and rumors, to respect them? To understand the dangers of monsters? They do not uphold the tradition. They will not fear and respect monsters.

You asked for my recommendation. You expect me, the outsider, to seal this letter with no more than "Yes, go right ahead" and some hot wax. I do not wish to see this island, my home, turned into a safari zone for tourists.

The Pocket Monster League is, in my professional recommendation, an incorrect use of the unnatural wonders of this island. I cannot in good conscience recommend this course of action.


Sincerely,

Professor Samuel Oak Ph.D

Director of Research - Pallet Town Laboratories

[Sathalina]

So new to this oops ;; First Group RP created ever.


Elemental Clan is looking for Students and teachers alike ^^ Come lend your hand in destroying kingdoms and leading the greatest rebellion in history!


Action / Adventure / Friendship / Humor and Romance if you want o-o
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Though, Freedom comes with a
price. Even if this hidden oasis is an
ideal home for anyone seeking
to get away from the war will
need to undergo a certain task
in order to gain acceptance into
the promise land. It is said that the
rebel king has eyes and ears in
every kingdom, many struggle to
understand this riddle but it seems
you don't have to look very far as
to question the beggars around town.
If you can gain the friendship and trust
of the beggars, they will happily tell
you where you can find the Elemental
Clan's hideout. Don't take it as an easy
task, these men and women were
trained to spot a liar quite quickly,
if your heart is tainted and your mind
fogged with hatred, you will not
get far.

When all hope had seemed lost in this mist of
destruction, a small beacon of light shines
through the darkness as he casts hope into
the ever dreaming eyes pleading for a savior.
Durzo Blint, a man who promises salvation; a
place were peace can be had, and war can be
forgotten in the mists where it had come from;
pulls together what the Imperial Court calls the
Elemental Clan. A place well hidden from the
corrupted and the people who seek to destroy
it, It is the home of the rebel King and those who
follow him into a new era of hope. It is the home
to those who seek to end the reins of the mad kings
and bring forth peace once more, here is where
young elemental rogues train constantly, where you
will find bliss temporarily and do not have to strive
in vein to hide the power you were born with.