CaptainHook wrote:CaptainHook wrote:╔══════════════════╗As you step onto the soft warm sand
you look around. You came to this beach with our
owner on a vacation but they left,left you.
You look around wary as you smell other
dogs. As a female red Australian Shepherd
comes out from behind a shack she barked
"Hello. I'm Mesa(May-sa),leader of the Shore Dogs.
Who are you?" You look at her & reply,"I'm
(insert name)... My owner left me here on vacation."
Mesa nods & motions her head for you
to follow. You follow her over to a shack,a big shack.
"This is our shack where we sleep." Mesa barks.
You nod as she leads you inside to many dogs of all
breeds. A Karelian Bear Dog stands up & walks ove
r to you. "Good morning Mesa. Who is this?"
The dog looks at you not sure about you.
"This is (insert name). She/He said her/his owner
left them here. Oh, This is Katie my good friend
she is second in command." Mesa barks. Katie
nods & then barks. "Would you care to
join us?" This is your choice....╚══════════════════╝
Lucy34 wrote:Lucy34 wrote:Lucy34 wrote:
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You wander aimlessly on a beach of white sand bordering a lake with the deepest, bluest water you had ever seen. The sound of seagulls nearby grant a feeling of peace and serenity. The wind blowing off of the nearby ocean kept the heat to a comfortable temperature, relaxing your sore muscles from the swim from the mainland. You sought to explore the unknown island you had seen from afar, going out at low tide to make the short swim over. It was truly paradise, a place you did not wish to leave anytime soon; however, soon you start to feel as if you were being watched. It was too quiet. Too perfect. A scarred black face appears from the brush, friendly, yet cautious, at the sight of you. You stand completely still, stricken with fear as the large tom makes his way over to where you are standing. "It seems you have wandered onto the territory of the Tribe of the Black Pearl. I am the captain around these parts. My name is Eye of the Eerie Tempest, though you may call me Tempest. Are you friend or foe?"
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Have fun with prophecies and other exciting plots!
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[/quote][/quote]ANIMArts wrote:
The outbreak occurred around 5 months ago, people have lost a sense of time by now. The world has a new leading species and humans became like animals, focusing on surviving. Some may have given up already, but others are ready to fight.As soon as evacuation occurred, the towns were left crowded with those who were ready for the end of the world, choosing to do what they weren't allowed anymore. Many of those larger cities were bombed that night to eliminate as much of the infected as possible, eliminating many of the rebelliants along the way. The survivors on the other hand, took the time to raid whatever they could, heading for medical stores, weapon sellers and large supermarkets for food, everything they needed, as soon as possible as they were all on limited time, many perished as soon as that as they fell either by the infected, rebels or other survivors. then fled out of the city.
Once the fires settled, rich people fled out of the continent, and rebels became survivors, people began to return to towns, join groups, and do whats needed to live, there are some 'safe zones' made by the army which are aiming to make life go back to normal, but not many believe in them well. Electricity and everything of such is down, the only way of communicating is through radio waves, also through which there are warnings being sent, a certain frequency is constantly playing "The World has ended, those who survived. Stay Safe." In a computer voice. Other frequencies are giving coordinations for their zones. Everyone is trying to survive.
No one is to be trusted, people are allready taking drastic measures and some people are using the chance to revenge on life. This Story will be set in the state of Georgia, Macon to be more exact.The state's low population density, large number of Walmarts, military bases and hospitals, and high rate of gun ownership make it a great place to ward off impending doom. So If you do choose to join, Good luck.




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CaptainHook wrote:CaptainHook wrote:CaptainHook wrote:╔══════════════════╗As you step onto the soft warm sand
you look around. You came to this beach with our
owner on a vacation but they left,left you.
You look around wary as you smell other
dogs. As a female red Australian Shepherd
comes out from behind a shack she barked
"Hello. I'm Mesa(May-sa),leader of the Shore Dogs.
Who are you?" You look at her & reply,"I'm
(insert name)... My owner left me here on vacation."
Mesa nods & motions her head for you
to follow. You follow her over to a shack,a big shack.
"This is our shack where we sleep." Mesa barks.
You nod as she leads you inside to many dogs of all
breeds. A Karelian Bear Dog stands up & walks ove
r to you. "Good morning Mesa. Who is this?"
The dog looks at you not sure about you.
"This is (insert name). She/He said her/his owner
left them here. Oh, This is Katie my good friend
she is second in command." Mesa barks. Katie
nods & then barks. "Would you care to
join us?" This is your choice....╚══════════════════╝
Starting after a few more people join!
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