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[Λlpha]

ah, the plains of north america. the land of your ancestors. the land where the wild horses ran free. you are home at last.

5793 years in the future, the humans are gone. a multitude of deadly diseases following one after another wiped them out nearly 2000 years ago. since then, the earth, in an attempt to heal itself, shifted its' tectonic plates back to the super-continent of gondwanaland. earth's creatures underwent a journey back to the land in which they originated from. for the horses, this meant the great plains of north america. of course, none of these horses had ever been owned or bred by the humans for over 2000 years. although, some very few purebred horses still exist. most horses have been crossbred so much that it has become hard to tell which breeds they are. there are three main types of horses; heavy-weight (drafts, friesians, shires, etc.), middle-weight (warmbloods, thoroughbreds, mustangs, etc.), and light-weight (ponies and small horses). these three groups only exist because a majority of horses who cross between these weights die along with the foal in the process of birthing. after generations of horses journeying to the continent of north america, the horses have finally arrived. now, after forgetting how to interact with other horses and herds properly, it is time to learn the ways of the wild once again.

but, will you be able to make it? to learn the ways of the wild horses, your ancestors? only time will tell.



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[mandalorian]

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❛❛ this is princess allura of planet altea, requesting immediate assistance to all allies nearby, our ship has crashed on an unknown planet, i'm sending coordinates as i'm speaking. please send parts to help, the lions are too damaged to function and we suspect foul play within our crew. i'm begging you, if you're hearing this, send help. if the galra are here we won't last. our weapons are down, someone has betrayed us; we're so close to defeating zarkon, this can't happen now, of all times... ❜❜ thread & discussion

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s h i f t e r s

Humanity. Violent, dull creatures who tried to wipe us out - key word: tried. They fought
viciously, took many of our lives, but still we survived. We scattered, hiding ourselves in
the farthest reaches of the world. Still, the kept on with their treacherous onslaught, still
determined to claim the world as theirs solely. When they finally ended their attacks, only
a few packs remained. We are one of the few, forced to survive in a desolate, unforgiving
landscape. Yet still we survive.

For many generations, the valley has served as our home, protecting us from the worst of
the winters, and the worst of humanity. We believed ourselves to be safe - until now. The
hunting party reported humans have set up a town, not far from where we call home. It
is only a matter of time before we are found. so what is there to do? Interactions have
long since been forbidden between the pack and humanity, yet this was before they settled
in next door. What will happen to us? To our home? Will they drive us out, or will another
war break out? Whatever happens, we will go down fighting.

h u m a n s

Shifters. They aren't just fairy tales, those old stories you heard from your parents at
bedtime, warning you of the dangers of those who could shift into animals. The Great War
between humanity and shifters is a well known tale, written into many history books. They
sought to end humanity, or so that's what we've been told before we could even walk.
Every last shifter was thought to have been killed, but recent sightings have brought up
talk of peace of war between the divided species.

You were chosen to go north, to a place where a pack is rumored to have taken refuge
after the war had ended. What are you hoping to get out of this? Do you want peace
between humanity and them? Or are you itching to fight them? Or are you here for
something more sinister? Whatever you do, be weary traveler.

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[Kendall Roy]

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The year is 1977 and welcome to The Circus Populaire!Here your darkest and wildest dreams
will unfurl before your very eyes.See the elephant trainers with their giant majestic beasts or
see the tight rope walker walk perilously above you as you sit in awe.Of course the circus isn't
all fun and games,there are romances,rivalries and secrets,some of which could jeopardise the
future of the circus forever.From all those at the Circus Populaire,enjoy the show!

DISCUSSION:http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=85&t=3667004

[st. serpent]

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unova has been restored to safety once team plasma has disbanded. however, the
utopian wonder that we used to know was plunged back to chaos years later as a r
egion-wide disaster now known as: the purging tragedy of unova struck the enti
re land. the cause of such a calamity: a mere bond between a pokemon and a hum
an being, brought the once buried debate back to the table on whether or not hum
ans are capable of containing the dangerous potentials of pokemon. after a year lo
ng discussion, the league treaty of control was passed down to unova by the gov
ernment, which bans the ownership of pokemon from regular people excluding a s
elect few. however, 5 years after its establishment, a mysterious organisation titled
deus diabolika, took advantage of unova's growing state and wreaked havoc throu
ghout the region. realising their mistake, the league and government modified the
treaty and chose a handful of young trainers to continue their study in the arcadya
school of the elites. loyal and compassionate, the elite fours and other trusted sta
ffs will arduously train the selected students to become the best trainers unova has
ever produced as a way to retaliate against deus diabolika. it will only take courage
and sacrifice to safeguard unova... a dying region awaiting its ultimate redemption.
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❝ the danger gets me high... ❞




the streets have always been a scary place to be; having no
where to go, having no sanctuary to provide you with even
the smallest amount of safety. being alone has never been
something you should do. lucky enough for you there is al
ways someone willing to take a lost beings in. someone that
will give you a place to lay your head, a bite to eat, and a
shoulder to cry on..kinda. there are two groups that rule the
streets of new york city, the serpents and the wolves. the two
groups once close, the leaders once best friends and one large
group until the leader of the wolves decided to go behind the
leader of the serpents' back. thus starting a feud between the
two groups.the two groups are now looking for new recruits as
the air thickens with the promise of a shadow war. everyone is
rushing to one side of the war, so will you choose to be a sly wolf
or a vicious snake? or perhaps you will sit back and watch this
war as it unfolds before you. it's time for you to decide.


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❝ i love to watch the castles burn . ❞

[Richie's Gal Forever]

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Demigod
dem·i·god
/ˈdemēˌɡäd/

noun

A being with partial or lesser divine status,
such as a minor deity, the offspring of a god
and a mortal, or a mortal, or a mortal raised
to divine rank.

See that definition? That's what you are. A demigod, born from a Greek god/goddess and a mortal. Now, now. Don't go and freak on me. There are a lot more than you realize. Have you ever been diagnosed with ADHD? How about dyslexia? Did you ever think that these might actually be normal? Your "ADHD" is a battlefield reflex. You have to be able to pay attention to everything at once. You weren't born to stand still like most modern mortals. The dyslexia? Your brain is hardwired to read ancient Greek. Not English. That's why letters seem to fly off the page and spin around, trying to read another language that your brain can't get a grip on. Does that make sense now?

It has been years since the last Titan War, the legendary war where Percy Jackson, a son of Poseidon, and a ton of his friends defeated Kronos and sent him back to Tartarus. The legend continues to inspire many a half-blood, hoping to get a chance to be as great a warrior as he was. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, a place to learn to control your godly powers and to learn to survive in a world of constant battle and turmoil. You'll make friends, enemies, maybe even learn to love someone... But don't get too comfortable. Your life could be great one second, then turned upside down the next. You should know this. This is your life. You are a half-blood.

[Fai_Tality]

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NOTE; This Roleplay has not yet started, I am looking
for more members so we have a strong beginning!

In a high-end private school, Muse Academy, in a small town,
a student with the name of Jessie is in the hospital, now
diagnosed with lung cancer. Stage 2. Not too severe, but it's
taken a huge chunk out of her plans for the future. She has less
time to study, to focus on
school work, let alone participate
in after-school events.The whole school
doesn't really know what to do. No one
really knows her, but they feel there has to be
something they could do to comfort her last few breaths. Her
best friend, Justin, is also suffering physically and emotionally
from the tragedy. He's showing up less and less at school to go to
visit her in the hospital. Much talk goes around the halls.

[ghostlyhamlet]

The rise of heroes has stirred up as superpowered humans are becoming more
and more welcomed into our society.
But as time wore on, many villains and anti-superpowered humans groups started
to form and spit their venom at the heroes that protected their lives many, many,
many times before. Congress then started to pass laws that all superhumans and
superpowered people must be registered on a list; the list has their location, family,
their weaknesses to be able to stop them.....and a vital of their DNA. Most of the
heroes agreed to the law, seeing as it wouldn't be that harmful.
But they were dangerously wrong, as a covet HYDRA agent had passed as a security
guard and hacked into the files of many of the well-known heroes, stealing everything,
but most importantly, their DNA. With the DNA stolen, HYDRA created superhumans
based off the heroes DNA and they trained them to be dangerous mindless weapons;
Experiment Youth.

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[limerence!]

You hear of the clans all the time. You hear of their warriors, their bravery, their wars. But you never hear of the tribes. In the mountains, four tribes used to rule. Could Tribe, Star Tribe, Sun Tribe, and Moon Tribe. They decided that it would be best to stick together, and have themselves the name Sky Tribe. They use the mountains for survival. However, joining together may not have been the best decision, for rebellions are about to begin.
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