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three generations ago three mighty kings ruled
over the land of valhalla, each one protecting
a territory all their own. a place blessed by the
gods it was a safe haven for all and the herds
enjoyed sunny days and peaceful nights. not
all goods things can last though. without warning
the skies opened up and stroms poured down
upon valhalla and lit their forest ablaze. with
their herds the three kings fled the territory,
splitting apart and leaving valhalla abandoned.

for the past generations they have remained in
the new lands they've found, far from their true
home and away from their old gods. but lately
there has been something pulling at them, a deep
yearning that has caused the kings to abandon
their current homes and follow a gut feeling that
has led them straight back to valhalla.

whether their roots are deeply ingrained in the
land or they fell in line with the king's herds does
not matter. what does matter is the horses
return to valhalla and the revival of the gods.

disclaimer: this is a continuation/sequel to this

link to roleplay

[wolfrunner]

Yokohama City, Japan. For the past few years Yokohama has been a fairly peaceful city, well by that it s more like any and all crime has been contained to the city underbelly. But 'peace' is a mere pretty word for a period of ceasefire after all. So it must come to an end at some point. It all started with a the return of a group that has both not been heard from for quite some time and who has upped their game plan in more ways then one. But what do you expect from a city full of stray dogs?

All Cannons avaliable for rping if desired!
The mafia needs: 3 Executive positions open [4 if you want to rp a Cannon Character], Black Lizard Second Commander, someone maintaining their intelligence unit, Mafiosi!

Link to discussion- Forum/viewtopic.php?f=85&t=4147348

Pm me with any and all questions!
Wolfrunner

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[intristin]

searching for an rp to join
i'm a semi-lit to literate roleplayer, usually averaging 150-300+ words per post depending on how much other players post. a few musts for me are:

* level of activity i'm looking to join a roleplay that's fairly low-key; 2-3 posts/week is a nice fit for me. i'm not interested in anything less active than that, simply because in my experience the roleplay dies out. anything more active than that may be too fast-paced for me as school has started up again and i'm busy studying.

* active, invested rp owner because roleplays always die if the owner isn't interested enough.

* interesting plot/setting i'm interested in royalty plots and wild west or 20th century settings at the moment, though i'll look at other rps.

* human, preferably realistic though i am open to supernatural/super powers/animals if the plot is good.

pm me if you have a roleplay open that fits some or all of the criteria, i'll take a look at it. c:
thank you for reading!

[grey matter]

the lost ones: multifandom rp

a fandom has fallen. whether it's a character within it, or the entire fandom is non-existent in the country, the fandom has fallen.

the characters in it?

well, they're in the Void.

the Void is an odd land, home to all known as Lost Ones. These are fallen characters, lost to time.

maybe,

just maybe,

they can make a living in the Void.

[final girl]

xx

october 3rd, 1992 : an unidentified illness has been plaguing virginia for the past
week. at the moment it's infected over 10,000 civilians but taken no lives. the onl
y difference this sickness has to the average flu is the rapidly cycling in and out di
ssociative states patients report. october 21st, 1992 : well it's the end of the worl
d or at least civilized society. after a seventh day of this "flu" infectants will go br
ain dead and yearn for nothing more than their next meal (living human flesh) mo
st government and military officials were sick and it was just too much for the rest
of the world to handle - this is the apocalypse. july 5th, 2043 : 51 years later has
anything gotten better? no. but has anything gotten worse? happier no!! the zombies are here but we only live in moderate fear! we're fo
cusing a small town currently being refurbished, kane pennsylvania. this group of a little over 90 recently finished renovating the hosp
ital and now they are looking to expand to the markets down the street, starting with the most dangerous part of the project, the fence.

main thread
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discussion

[final girl]

xx

october 3rd, 1992 : an unidentified illness has been plaguing virginia for the past
week. at the moment it's infected over 10,000 civilians but taken no lives. the onl
y difference this sickness has to the average flu is the rapidly cycling in and out di
ssociative states patients report. october 21st, 1992 : well it's the end of the worl
d or at least civilized society. after a seventh day of this "flu" infectants will go br
ain dead and yearn for nothing more than their next meal (living human flesh) mo
st government and military officials were sick and it was just too much for the rest
of the world to handle - this is the apocalypse. july 5th, 2043 : 51 years later has
anything gotten better? no. but has anything gotten worse? happier no!! the zombies are here but we only live in moderate fear! we're fo
cusing a small town currently being refurbished, kane pennsylvania. this group of a little over 90 recently finished renovating the hosp
ital and now they are looking to expand to the markets down the street, starting with the most dangerous part of the project, the fence.

main thread
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discussion

[Stripe12]

"Greetings, traveler. It appears you have wandered onto the current territory of the Great Taiga pack.
It is not often we get visitors that are not sent by our enemies. What is the Great Taiga pack, you as
k? Allow me to share our history..."

One year ago, a zoo was nearing completion near the Tiaga forests of Canada. However, this zoo was
different. This zoo is specially dedicated to all the canine species of the world, whether dog or wolf,
wild or tamed, you could find it here. Or at least that was the plan. A group of domestic dogs found
out about what the humans were planning, and become furious, while a second group completely sup
ported the humans. So, the first group came up with a plan. The night that the canines arrived, some
of the dogs distracted the humans while the rest broke the others loose. They all fled into the wildern
ess, including their rescuers. The second group of dogs couldn't believe that their bothers and sisters h
ad betrayed their masters. So, they vowed to hunt the back along with side the humans, and they still
do today.

"... And that is our history, traveler. You're interested in joining us? Well, I must warn you, life here is ve
ry tough. We're constant nomads, food supplies are low now that it is winter, and the humans seem to be
getting dangerously close. Plus, not everyone is happy with the diversity of species here. But the rewards
of pack life can be enormous.''

Main thread

[amarok.]

[ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ᴛ ʀ ᴇ ᴇ s ᴀ ʀ ᴇ ᴄ ᴀ ʟ ʟ ɪ ɴ ɢ]

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jasper ridge. a small town, somewhere in the mountains,
with a population barely breaching two thousand and a history of unusual goings on.
yet, aside from the occasional disappearance, things have been quiet for years.
perhaps a brutal series of murders was overdue.
eleven dead, two missing. strange people arriving during all hours of the night.
the police have yet to comment on the matter.
birds no longer sing to greet the day.
the skies have been still.
the shadows in the forest, even, have ceased to stir.
the whole world is holding it's breath.
see, these weren't any typical murders, commited with a mundane weapon.
the victims were literally ripped apart.
as if, the strange men say, by werewolves.
there have been rumours of lycanthropes stalking the streets for centuries.
nobody has ever listened to them,
apart from to laugh and then barricade themselves in by night.
just to be safe.
there have been rumours of people entering the woods, never to return,
stories of how, if you stand alone on a silent night, you can hear the trees calling.
everybody knows you don't answer.
you must never answer.
yet people still go missing.

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[ᴅ ᴏ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ᴍ?]

high ranks open, currently looking for a steel alpha, silver beta and a steel delta.

[exempt]

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◆ Diametric ◆

Settled deep in the mountains in rural Colorado, two dog packs have lived side by side for generations. Relations between the two have usually been friendly, but interactions are scarce. The South Pass pack has taken home in a small ghost town, making their dens in the abandoned structures, while the Aruna Peak pack has taken home in the wilderness. When humans come and begin once more developing the land, they unknowingly disturb the peace agreement between the two packs, pushing them both further out of their own territory. Will they learn to trust each other in these conditions, or will it push the groups further apart?

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Okoville, a small city on the outskirts of a national forest, has been gradually deteriorating with the passing of time, buildings being left abandoned as business plummets and much of their human population moving elsewhere. In correlation to this, its stray population has been soaring, more and more dogs joining the pack that resides at the edge of the city, while others chose to remain as loners or travelers. While some scavenge for scraps in the city, others move to the forest to hunt for themselves. The pack is generally accepting of other dogs, but each must have their own task in order to stay.
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In a world where everyone has a balloon that signifies their destiny, it's easy to wonder how they work. Ten people, ten colours, trapped in a government facility. Used for testing in an effort to change their balloon's colour, whether they like it or not.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white, black, pink and the rare translucent. Unknowest to the subjects, two subjects before them have escaped. Now they want to break the new subjects out and prevent the project from happening to anyone ever again. Meanwhile, in the facility, the subjects have gotten restless and they are starting to hatch a plan to escape and hopefully find the other escapees.

A balloon holds one's soul, to pop or destroy it means death. Of course, people still die from natural causes and accidents, but if one's balloon is popped they do not get to go to the afterlife, for their soul has been destroyed. Though, these balloons are sturdier than normal balloons which means they could only be popped if someone was purposely trying to.

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