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Decades ago the first wolves were brought to this forested land. This was land to foster them
and keep them safe from humans and hunting. This only lasted so many years before the land
was bought and soon it was opened for the public for hunting and everything the land was meant
to stop. The wolf population began to go down. But as time went on people began to grow tired
of this spot and moved on. It was only four years ago when the first dog arrived at the pack of
wolves. A she-dog named Daniella. She came to the pack with plead. She had just had a litter of
pups. At this time it was mid-October, and there was no food. The alpha agreed to take her and
the pups in. That spring the pups were growing quickly and more dogs began to show up. Soon
the pack had two breeds of canine. Dog and Wolf. The peace between the two breeds was going
steady until a dog named Darius came, and fell in love with a wolf named Nyla, who had a mate
named Zatchi. The two males fought this faulting in a somewhat hatred between the two breeds
living among one another.
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[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

We all know what happens at the end of every fantasy story ever. The evil king gets killed, the hero gets the girl, and everyone lives happily ever after, right? Right. The end.



But what if we were to ҬШİŜŤ things up a bit? Imagine this: A grand, flourishing kingdom called Eswen. A castle towering over everything in it's shadow. A lush, green forest with trees as large as the castle itself, where plenty of game roam freely. Imagine some hostilities between this kingdom and another, smaller kingdom called Zocaea, but no war. Imagine a happy kingdom.

Bear with me... We're almost done. Now, imagine this changing. Our happy kingdom has now been plunged into complete anarchy. Brother turned against brother, sister struck against sister, friend murdered friend. After the beloved king lost his mind due to a failed assassination, he immediately murdered his entire family, and then he vanished and was never seen again.

The smaller kingdom, seeing their chance to overtake the larger one, launched an attack. Having no one to command them, the larger kingdom fell. The citizens welcomed the idea of finally having a new ruler, so no one rose against the invaders. But almost immediately, a pestilence swept through the land. Again, the entire royal family was killed along with half of the population. The two countries split apart again after some quarrels, but they have no royal family, for they fear they will just die again. This leaves the bandits and the murderers to run about, doing as they wish.

Following the pestilence, all hell broke loose. Quite literally, actually. There was a major earthquake, splitting apart the larger kingdom of Eswen. But no water filled that hole. Instead, a vast plain rose from the depths, sealing itself to the broken land. This plain is overrun with demons and spirits, all of which are seeking to overtake both Eswen and Zocaea. We call this place The Scourge Plains.

Hundreds of people are dying every day, and there's only one person who knew how to help us. The problem is, he doesn't want to help us. He left the country ages ago, and took all of his knowledge with him. Obviously, things aren't looking very bright for Eswen or Zocaea. But certain groups have formed, whether they are for the benefit of the countries or not. There are some who have banded together to find the source of the demons, and some who only wish to keep themselves alive at the expense of others. Both countries have one ambassador, who take it upon themselves to govern the country and keep them from falling into even more anarchy. We wish them the best of luck.

Oh, did you think this was a story? If only. No, you're standing right in the middle of this "story". Good luck. You'll need it.
It's every man for himself out here.

Join here.

Races allowed: Humans, elves, drows, dwarves.

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ROLEPLAY RECAP && EVENTS
• In the beginning of the roleplay, Moon was killed by Little
in order to prove her loyalty to Shadow, a rogue tribe leader.
Shadow manipulated what happened to make it appear as if
Tempest was responsible for her death. Tempest was exiled,
and Light was removed from his rank as lieutenant.
The tribe is basically under a dictatorship right now.
Loyal followers of Tempest are searching for clues to
clear his name and discover what really happened on
the night of Moon's death. Rain, the tribe's surgeon,
had a prophecy over the casualty, which is explained below.
• Tempest joined Raven's ragtag group of Outcasts
to keep Spirit safe from harm. He is reluctant because
he does not trust being around potential murderers.
• Shadow had three beautiful kits
with Little: Song, Silver, and Leaf.
He has made his mark on the tribe.
• A ship has crashed on the western edge of the island.
Three unknown felines have been washed up.
• Light and Water have been searching for clues
to prove Tempest's innocence. They received a message
from Arcadia stating to keep an eye out for those around them.
Her cryptic message was hard to understand,
but will it prove to be useful?
• The Time of Falling Rain is upon the island!
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Message Lucy34 if you would like a more detailed explanation!

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INTRODUCTION
You wander aimlessly on a deserted beach with white sand,
which borders a lake with the deepest, most ominous water
you had ever seen. The sound of seagulls nearby cuts through
the thick silence, granting you an uncomfortable sensation.
The wind blowing off the nearby ocean smells of rain
and a possible storm. This causes your sore muscles to shriek
in terror of the floods to come. You sought to explore the
peninsula that you had spotted from the main island,
but something was off. You swear that you have spotted
movement from the bushes ahead. You start to see eyes
dotting from the foliage, yet none dare to approach you.
It was as if they were avoiding you entirely.
Suddenly, and as if on cue, a dark tabby with
piercing green eyes approaches you. A misplaced smile
was plastered on his features, and you take a few steps
back in caution of the menacing aura coming off of the feline.
The words flow smoothly from his maw as he questions:
"What are you doing on my territory?"
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PROPHECY

A deathly evil follows
Like the calm before the storm
Three must fight for justice
Or great suffering will come to all

Prophecy cats: Little, Fox, Wave, Ash

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[Tiny_Cat]

In this day and age, it's kill or be killed. Once, long ago, Werewolves rules as Kings and Queens. They were feared and revered as Gods. But times have changed. It's a dog eat dog world out there and unfortunately, whether you like it or not, you're in for the long haul.

Welcome to New York City. The place where all your dreams can come true. It's the year 2017 and anything seems possible. Werewolves have long since fallen in the 'Myth' category. I mean, don't get me wrong. They make great story book characters. Everyone loves reading about the hot werewolf who seems to be without a shirt 90% of the time (*cough* Jacob Black *cough*). But they have no place outside of literature or the big screen. Or so you thought. Hidden within New York's most elite society lurks a small pack of Wolves who have, more or less, adapted to a more modern way of living. The Vanderbilts' are, to the outward appearance, a large and wealthy family who occupy a beautiful mountain a few miles outside the main city. As expected of them they attend charity balls and mingle with polite society and often make large donations to several lucky causes every year. They are picture perfect in every way and so far, no one has ever been able to get any dirt on them. After all, the Vanderbilts have too much to hide. If they let someone discover their secret... Their entire species could be in jeopardy. But keeping secrets when your constantly thrown in the public eye isn't quite so easy. Especially when the Paparazzi are constantly hounding your footsteps. But then again... such is the life of a celebrity. Out there, it's kill or be killed and tonight... you might as well be a cold-blooded killer.




So basically.... you are a modern day Werewolf living in the outskirts of New York City. You are governed by an Alpha and live together in a large, partially forested estate. While you all have assumed the Vanderbilt name to keep up appearances, you aren't all related. Most of you are, however, descended from the original pack that settled here over a century ago.

Main Thread - High Ranks open

[fish sticks]

school's not easy || multifandom RP || o/a



discussion thread
main thread

school's not easy, that's a given. homework, bossy teachers, bullies and tales of spirits that roam the halls. we've all been there. what if you found the school though? the one that you found you somehow belonged, no matter how different you were from the rest? teachers that knew what they were talking about and ghost stories of the school that are actually true? a school that teaches you how to be the hero of your own story rather than another face in the crowd? combat, archery, magic, this school has anything you could ever need to face an uncertain world. here at the school of heros (and the occassional villain) you'll learn how to fight, how to protect others and yourself, everything you could ever need.

welcome home.

[-Floflo le floo-]

It was unexpected. The world had completely changed, due to new laws that had been implemented by the government. Dogs were no longer permitted as pets, and that was final. As the laws were passed, dogs from all over the country were being taken from their homes and taken to a state of the art facility in uptown New York, mostly inhabited by the upper class. Here, the dogs rule supreme. In this large mansion, uniquely made for canines only, those with four legs call the shots. With hundreds of servants, and thousands of dogs in one area, mischief is bound to happen. It is even rumoured that, in this doggy palace, those who inhabit it can do almost anything.

Welcome back to Doggy Wonderland

Again. O.O

Clicky for Doggy Wonderland c;

Clicky (Main thread)c:

Forums and discussion thread c:

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"Only the innocent will live to see paradise."

Sunclan, as fierce as fire. It's a large clan, not having the same structure as normal clans. There are four medicine cats in total, two of them being apprentice. To take care of all the warriors, there are three deputies. The nursery is always filled with at least two or three litters of kits. However, not all of them follow the ways of the wicked Honeystar. The two medicine cats receive a prophecy from the long-forgotten Starclan. Sadly, they didn't at first understand the dreams, as they never heard of the old ancestors. As Honeystar and Sunclan's tyranny continues, they are hit with a lighting storm, which strikes down on the trees. A forest fire starts, killing most of the clan. By chance, all of the young minds; apprentice, young warriors, and kits; stand to survive the storm. Yet, their home is in ruins. To live through the disaster, they may have to leave what they have called home for all of their lives.

discussion

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Decades ago the first wolves were brought to this forested land. This was land to foster them
and keep them safe from humans and hunting. This only lasted so many years before the land
was bought and soon it was opened for the public for hunting and everything the land was meant
to stop. The wolf population began to go down. But as time went on people began to grow tired
of this spot and moved on. It was only four years ago when the first dog arrived at the pack of
wolves. A she-dog named Daniella. She came to the pack with plead. She had just had a litter of
pups. At this time it was mid-October, and there was no food. The alpha agreed to take her and
the pups in. That spring the pups were growing quickly and more dogs began to show up. Soon
the pack had two breeds of canine. Dog and Wolf. The peace between the two breeds was going
steady until a dog named Darius came, and fell in love with a wolf named Nyla, who had a mate
named Zatchi. The two males fought this faulting in a somewhat hatred between the two breeds
living among one another.
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[;Syndromed Sickness;]

v2!

Seaside acts as the school for a small island, mostly inhabited by natives with very few tourists. This academy occasionally brings other students around from over seas due to its 'openness' and beautiful sights.

On the surface the school is a dream come true, though unfortunately there is a darker side to Seaside. Ranks have been set in the school by the students. The ranks are decided by cards. A simple deck of cards is used (or multiple if there are enough students) at the start of each quarter. The type of card (hearts, spades, etc.) decide which dorm building they will stay in and the numbers dictate what rank they will hold. Aces have the most power in the school while Jokers have the least. As the numbers get larger, the rank goes down. Certain cards, such as queens and kings, are sometimes debated among students as to what rank they should technically be. For the most part its accepted they are just under Aces, sometimes seen as the Aces' sidekicks or personal helpers.

This RP welcomes character inside and outside the school, though one character in the school is required. Humans and Kemonomimis(nekos) are allowed in the RP and it is LGBT+ inclusive (as all my RPs are). Stop by for awhile, won'tcha?

Roleplay here
Discussion here

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

We all know what happens at the end of every fantasy story ever. The evil king gets killed, the hero gets the girl, and everyone lives happily ever after, right? Right. The end.



But what if we were to ҬШİŜŤ things up a bit? Imagine this: A grand, flourishing kingdom called Eswen. A castle towering over everything in it's shadow. A lush, green forest with trees as large as the castle itself, where plenty of game roam freely. Imagine some hostilities between this kingdom and another, smaller kingdom called Zocaea, but no war. Imagine a happy kingdom.

Bear with me... We're almost done. Now, imagine this changing. Our happy kingdom has now been plunged into complete anarchy. Brother turned against brother, sister struck against sister, friend murdered friend. After the beloved king lost his mind due to a failed assassination, he immediately murdered his entire family, and then he vanished and was never seen again.

The smaller kingdom, seeing their chance to overtake the larger one, launched an attack. Having no one to command them, the larger kingdom fell. The citizens welcomed the idea of finally having a new ruler, so no one rose against the invaders. But almost immediately, a pestilence swept through the land. Again, the entire royal family was killed along with half of the population. The two countries split apart again after some quarrels, but they have no royal family, for they fear they will just die again. This leaves the bandits and the murderers to run about, doing as they wish.

Following the pestilence, all hell broke loose. Quite literally, actually. There was a major earthquake, splitting apart the larger kingdom of Eswen. But no water filled that hole. Instead, a vast plain rose from the depths, sealing itself to the broken land. This plain is overrun with demons and spirits, all of which are seeking to overtake both Eswen and Zocaea. We call this place The Scourge Plains.

Hundreds of people are dying every day, and there's only one person who knew how to help us. The problem is, he doesn't want to help us. He left the country ages ago, and took all of his knowledge with him. Obviously, things aren't looking very bright for Eswen or Zocaea. But certain groups have formed, whether they are for the benefit of the countries or not. There are some who have banded together to find the source of the demons, and some who only wish to keep themselves alive at the expense of others. Both countries have one ambassador, who take it upon themselves to govern the country and keep them from falling into even more anarchy. We wish them the best of luck.

Oh, did you think this was a story? If only. No, you're standing right in the middle of this "story". Good luck. You'll need it.
It's every man for himself out here.

Join here.

Races allowed: Humans, elves, drows, dwarves.