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[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.

[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

[scozar]

ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sɪᴅᴇ


RippleClan was founded many moons ago. The tom that created it went by the name of
Ripplestar. He began as a loner, and was named Neptune back then. Neptune's dream was to
teach cats about things that barely anyone knew about. He wanted to lead others. One
sunrise, his wish was granted by StarClan; cats joined him, and Neptune taught them all he
knew. However, he wasn't called Neptune anymore. He had become Ripplestorm. Moons
later, his name changed once again - Ripplestorm had earned his nine lives, and was now the
leader of the flourishing Clan. Once he became an elderly cat, he lost his final life to old age and
travelled to StarClan. The Clan cats were deeply depressed about his death, and the grieving Clan
decided on a name. The Clan's new name was RippleClan, in honour of their first leader. It is now
being led by Pebblestar. They are battling a harsh leaf-bare, one of the harshest they have ever seen.
They are struggling. You could be yet another mouth to feed, or you could be a hero and save cats from an
almost certain doom. Either way, they're taking chances. They're trying to build the Clan back up, and
failure is only a pawstep away. They cannot go on like this any longer. Will you help them?

semi-lit warrior cats roleplay
main roleplay thread | discussion & forms thread

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

S I L H O U E T T E S
From mighty stallions to shy mares, there is a happily ever after
just waiting for anybody who wants to find theirs. More than
one herd makes their home here, and there are even those
who roam without herds. The lands are famous for their
beautiful romantic sunsets that make the scenery look like a
painting of silhouettes. The lands are lush with yummy grass
and flowers of all kinds to eat. The meadow overlooks a
calm lake that is perfect for those who like to swim. Tree
lines border the meadow to the East and West. To the North
there is a mountain range in the distance, but there is plenty
of flat land to run and run between the meadow and the
mountain range. The river leading down to the lake just
beyond the treeline to the East is where the horses go to
drink. Be careful though there are threats, mountain lions
come down on occasion and humans try to capture the horses,
but here we have each other's back. Come join the paradise.

Link

[`sappho]

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All Heatherclan members say they were born in the flowers because of
the past of their wonderful clan. There first leader was a small she-cat named
Heathertstar, she was as all Heatherclan cat's say born in the flowers and she died in
the flowers but the heather has something hidden in them. Snakes, traps, other cats.
All Heatherclan cats would died for their clan but how far does their loyalty go?
How far can they be pushed before they fall?
Heatherstar loved the heather she was born around and her first name was just
Heather. One day her mother and sisters got sick and died around her. Heather looked
at the heather around her and it reminded her of death. She buried then by a stream
in the heather bed then ran a long way. She ran till she came to a mountain and by then
she was so tired and fell ill. She laid in the deep snow, waiting to died but a group of
cats brought her. They were called Snowclan because of the deep snow they lived in.
Heather learned there ways and became to respect their warrior code and then was
made into Heatherfur. The whole camp of Snowclan were soon destroyed and the cats of
Snowclan had nowhere to go. Heatherfur lead them to the bed of heather where she
has been born and they soon formed Heatherclan. Heatherfur was made to Heatherstar
and live for a long time then she died loyalty to her clan.
live and die in the flowers.
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join heatherclan

[Random Life]

Green Traveler Manor Murders

Oh, such a nice place, wonderful, splendid, enchanting!
The manor is lovely and safe, regardless of age!
Or so they said in their old recanting.
How such simple words now ring out in regret,
Safety has flown far away from this place,
As a vile shadow leaves a new victim. And yet,
Now in the presence of a gathering,
The villain remains uncaught and untouched,
Waiting, plotting, scheming, thinking of murdering.
Only the evidence left shall preserve those who are left,
If they can end the crime before they are gotten,
Then perhaps...

{ Okay so just as a brief explanation for the poem above: There a people who have all come to stay in a manor. However things have taken a turn for the worse. An innocent person is found dead, but the killer is unknown and still remains at large. The murderer does not reveal themselves but has left several clues, so now the challenge is to figure out who is behind it all and stop them before they succeed in killing everyone else in the manor.}

Click here to go to the Rp

[Me?Sarcastic?]

Who are We?

Primoria is a large planet in the Kelian system, filled with human like creatures who have special abilities; everything you can think of. The Humans call them superheros but primorians call them qualifications and all most Primorian have these qualifications. They were all wonderfull and loved. Primoria was a beautiful civilasation with peaceful people...

Until the war.

Link to RP:

viewtopic.php?f=80&t=2646503

[narwhalchan.]

Looking for some RP's

I need some RP's to waste all that time during Spring Break
I am very big on grammer, spelling, and punctuation, and my RP sentences range from 2-6 sentences, depending on how creative I get.
I can do all genders and sexualities.
I can do open, private, and 1x1 RP's.

I am looking for this certain RP's:

Fantasy/Realistic Animal Roleplays

I love animal roleplaying, especially with fantasy elements. I can do all animals, though I prefer cats (including big cats), wolves, and horses. Clans and Prides work for me.

Furry/Fantasy Human RP's

I do mostly furry RP's, however fantasy elements work to. I can do school themes as long as there is fantasy.

Fandom Based RP's

Fandoms have been pretty big on me, so I love to RP as a character from a books, TV Shows, and movies. Multi fandom RP's are the best.

Fandoms I can do:
Most Anime (Fairy Tail, Hetalia, SAO, AOT, e.t.c)
Hunger Games
Harry Potter
Warrior Cats
MLP
Minecraft
Any Cartoons

I cannot do this RP's:

Realistic Human RP's outside of fandoms
Any fandoms not included in my list (like bands, excludes multi fandom)
Any gaming excluding Minecraft

[The Lost Gremlin]

Looking for a Roleplay
I'm currently looking for a suitable low to mid semi-lit roleplay to help rekindle my love for writing.
There aren't many subjects that I'm interested in roleplaying a whole, however within those I'm quite flexible.

About me

• Low/mid semi-lit posts that range from 2 - 12 detailed sentences and then some, with punctuation, spelling and grammar done to the highest of my abilities. Just be warned that I haven't rp'ed in over 5 months so I might be a bit rusty.
• I can do male or female characters depending on the roleplay itself.
• I prefer open or private group roleplays as opposed to 1x1.
• I like Discussion Threads and I'll happily give my input regarding plot twists and ideas.
• I especially love roleplays with horror and/or romance themes, though I'd prefer it if a roleplay isn't solely dedicated to romance.

What I'm REALLY interested in

Hetalia
I love Hetalia been it's been so long since I've done any roleplays. I'd prefer a somewhat original or interesting plot rather than an ordinary day-to-day life sort of thing, although I'm up for trying things such as Gakuen, survival and certain AUs.
I personally prefer to play Canon characters, especially ones that I'm most comfortable playing such as England, but I don't usually mind if there are a few OCs joining in.
If you don't currently have a semi-lit Hetalia roleplay but would like to discuss ideas for one that you plan on making, then please do PM me =)

Pokemon
Pokemon roleplays are something I'm very flexible with. I'll try Pokemon Mystery Dungeon, Trainer and Pokemon, Wild Pokemon, etc. Gijinka/hybrids and Fakemon are something I'm not entirely sure about and so might hesitate with, but feel free to ask.

Lion Prides/Lioden (maybe Lion King?)
Realistic, Lioden and maybe TLK based roleplays. There's a few things I might not be interested in but please PM me about any just in case =)


What I MIGHT do
Wolf/dog packs, hyena clans, zebra/wild horse herds, meerkats, tigers/leopards/cheetahs, etc
Must be semi-lit, must be realistic (or at least have no major fantasy elements such as magic) and must have an interesting plot. If you think your roleplay fits my requirements then feel free to PM me =)


What I WON'T do

• Fantasy animals/animals with powers
• Highschool/academy outside of Pokemon or Hetalia
• Werewolves, vampires, etc
• Bands
• Other fandoms
• Pretty much anything that I haven't already mentioned

[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