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[AuroraBeast]

The Dragon Isles

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(note, not my pic ^^ )

You are a dragon, mighty and strong. You deserve the best, and the best only. So you left the lands of the filthy humans, and journeyed to the realm of your kind. Now come, and claim the land that is rightfully yours!

As the title suggests, this is a dragon RP. This is no regular dragon role play, with dragons wandering around aimlessly. In this RP, dragons have to fight for their territory and mates.

Males must claim thier own island, and make sure no other takes it. Lone males must live on one island, all together.

Females live on a large island, until they are old enough to roam by them selves, or wish to find a mate.

A dragoness will prize a male more highly if he has his own land, wich makes islands very valuble.

Dragoness are as capible of claiming an island as males, though it is less common.

New island will somtimes pop up, meeting the demands of the population.

We are new! Please join!

[katniss,]

(ℓeт тнe gαмes вegιи ) . [ ℓιтeяαтe нuиgeя gαмes яρg ]

( ℓeт тнe gαмes вegιи )

The first year marking the districts' defeat sends mixed emotions throughout Panem. The Capitol celebrates proudly, throwing parties that only flaunt their power over the districts. The remaining twelve districts that survived the rebellion are silent with fear from the rumors of what is coming. The Hunger Games.

No one knows what this Hunger Games is, and one can only assume the merciless government has planned something big. Something cruel. Something unforgettable. Something that will truely show the strength of the Capitol in which the government doesn't hesitate the defeated districts of. As minds whirl and morph ideas of what this "Hunger Games" could possibly be, assumptions and predictions fly through the air. But no one really knows what really is to come, and when the revelation of the event is released, terror cannot to begin to describe what the defeated districts feel.

Two teenagers, called "tributes", that are from the ages twelve through eighteen are chosen from each district- one boy and one girl- to compete in the fight for their lives. They will be paraded like pets by stylists and Capitol citizens, interveiwed, studied, scored, trained, and tested. They will be human sacrifices to show to the people who is really in control. They will kill each other in the hopes to be the victor. Twenty-four of them will go in, only one will come out. The weak, the young, the crippled, the diseased all put against the strong, the oldest, the cunning, the quick. Forced to kill one another, there is no choice but to accept your fate.

Death.

The Reaping Day as they call it, has now come and gone. A name pulled out of a large glass bowl, a child torn from their families. A boy and a girl, two tributes. Doomed to die, doomed to be mocked by the blood-lusting Capitol citizens. To them? This is entertainment. A show. A thrill. To you? This is your life. Your death. Your doom. When your name was called out by the eager Capitol Ambassador who's voice rings out cheerfully through the townscenter, fear courses through your vains. What is going to happen to you? Well, only time will tell. Whether you die or triumph, you know that the path ahead of you isn't going to full of sunshine and rainbows.

Oh, and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Please join! Go to the thread, read the rules, and PM me your form! Hope to see you in a pm!

[Caesol]

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α тαℓє σf тωσ ¢ιтιєѕ - тнє υи∂єятαкєяѕ

So don't b l i n k if you wanna come 'cross the b o r d e r
Take a look around or come test the water
We won't stop 'till we see the m o r n i n g
So welcome to the q u i e t before the storm hits

Walking around in a large forest isn't as peaceful as you might think. From poison-toothed adders, bears, and predators of that like, the forest is nothing more than a hunter waiting to make its move the moment you falter in your path. The mountains that loom in the distance.. You have come from there, is that right, cat? You along with many others have migrated, have come to make a new living here..
Alone...

The forest, eerily quiet, has long-since disillusioned us all. No matter how hard we may try, no cat can survive in the forest. Hahaha, the group you have lived with in the past.. Have they been destroyed by their own home? The forest from which they came from, the forest has harbored more than just one species.. And is not fair to us all.
Underneath your very paws, cat, is the home of our clan. The clan of hollows, burrows, holes, call it what you will. Our numbers are strong. Stronger than what they were when we too lived in the forest. We have shunned the forest, choosing to live at the heart of the earth, deep underground.
Feel it.
You can feel our kits underneath you. Our warriors stirring. Our Apprentices sparring. Our queens growing stronger by the moment.
We have taken our destiny into our own paws, molded it into the place you long to see. Our home, the home we've built for seasons upon seasons, is the single fruit of our labor.

I pity you. We have lost our home once before, but now, we shall never lose it again.

tags: semi-lit , semi-literate , literate , warrior cats , clans , clan , hollowclan , cats , warriors , roleplay , rp

Entrance

[-Gavin.Reed-]

Literature Reborn, a Semi-Lit Fantasy RP

"Honey, turn out your light and go to bed!"

"Hold on, I'm almost done Mom!"

Once again, you have stayed up past your bedtime due to reading a book or watching a movie or tv show. Just as you finish the last page/scene/episode, the clock strikes 11. As you reflect on your feelings about the ending, you ease into a deep sleep. Your dreams lead you through the series and just as the image of your favorite character pops into your mind, the clock strikes midnight.

An eerie glow surrounds you and a blue light appears. After only a few minutes, your room returns to its normal state. However, you will not return to normal ever again.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

During the night, you were given the powers of your favorite character from your favorite series, which you just finished. WHen you wake up the next morning, you discover your new powers. But how will you hide them during your daily life? It is the summer, so there's no school, but you live in the small town (like, no stop lights at all and only a few stores and restaurants) of Woodville and see a lot of people every day. Will they accept you for the new you?

Everyone changed on the same night, though some powers take longer to discover for there are no physical clues to help guide them.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

There is one main street with all the shops and businesses of the town. The businesses include: A hardware store, a grocery store, a clothing store, a post office, a barber shop, a bank, an italian restaurant, a seafood restaurant, and a buffet. The town itself is surrounded by woods and nowhere near any other town. Most everyone walks or bikes everywhere.

[Cuckoo]

Square One- A Semi-Lit Survival Rp. Needs Members!

It started with disease, followed by devastating natural disasters. Stock markets crashed, governments lost power and people panicked, joining together in groups and violent gangs trying to survive. The world is now every man for himself, and there are no signs of improvement. What will you do to survive?

Amongst all of the chaos, there sits a large farm nestled in the mountains of Appalachia, hidden from gangs. Thanks to the rough terrain of the mountains, the farm has sat relatively peacefully and unnoticed. Gangs are unprepared in the forest, underestimating its power, and the family that lives there. If you are lucky enough to stumble onto the farm, its best to make friends, because this might be the only place you have a chance of survival.

To join, click here.

[ѕнαdy]

r e a p e d.

"Victors are never forgotten,"

It seems like it has only been seconds from the last Quarter Quell, but it has been twenty-five years and it is time for the fourth Quarter Quell. This year the Capitol is not doing anything special with the Tributes, the adjustment is to the Arena. Four sections sit within the circle. To the North lies a vast mountain range with many prey animals. To the East is a mild Spring forest, covered with vegetation and food. South is a large desert, spotted with sources of clean water. Look west and you will find a forest made of both deciduous and evergreen trees that has a river rushing through it. Turn to the center and you find a hill upon which the Cornucopia sits, surrounded by twelve metal plates.

When you realize just what you have gotten into you shake your head, confused. What will you get to wear if the environment is like this? How will you survive the changes? Will you be the victor?

Spots left:
Male and Female - Districts;; 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, 12
Male - District 2
Female - District 8

[wildfire6]

DREAM THEIF

Dream Theives. They steal dreams and use them as weapons against eachother because they are unable to dream for themselves. They have councils in London, but live all over the world. However, we will be starting in the Theives Quarters (Plural) in London. So what do you say dream theif, will you use your abilities for good (Dream) or evil (Nightmare)? Just remember, if you reveal yourself to normal humans the punishment from either side is death.

LINK

MUSE

Your a muse, a music spirit, or a muse-deathbringer hybrid. Either way your in the labyrinth, which is where the worst muse criminals are kept. Escape, and your free, but if you cant get out then you'll be stuck in there forever.

Who are you? What is your crime, or did you even commit a crime? Are you a muse or a halfbreed? Will you make it out alive?

Let's see what your made of, muse.

GIVE IT YOUR ALL
Welcome to Azura, the city of the dragon trainers. Here we breed, race and fight dragons of all shapes and sizes. The winners get fame and glory, the losers may end up in the stables, cleaning, feeding and cleaning up after the magnificent creatures. It is time for you to make your name! Show us your best, and give it your all.

Sports
Dragon Racing- Actually half race half fight, the first dragon across the finish line wins. Dragon's have been killed and dissabled in these high speed air races though, so it isn't a safe sport.

Dragon Fighting- Like a dog fight, but with smarter, more ferocious animals. These can run either to the death or to the point at which one dragon has the other pinned. Dragons are often killed, seriously injured and dissabled durring these events.

Showing- Perhaps the only safe dragon sport, small dragons are shown off in a dogshow like manner.

Preditors are Prey

Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.


Pack of the Rising Sun
Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Join and be free. (( This pack is older, but actually needs members more badly))



Pack of the Setting Moon
Welcome to the Pack of the Setting Moon, we live next to the other pack, just off campus off the school. We're a newer pack, so we have few members, but feel free to join.


WE HAVE MANY WOLVES, 2 STUDENTS AND A TEACHER, I ENCOURAGE INTERSPECIES COUPLES (WE HAVE NO OFFICIAL COUPLES YET) PLEASE JOIN!!

Unnaturals
Theres a beautiful lake far away in lands untoched by humankind. On the South side live flames, wolves who control fire and fight in a form completely made of it. To the North live the ices who are like flames but with ice rather than fire. To the west live the terras who are like the ices and flames but with dirt. In the lake itself are the Waves who are like the others but with water and to the east are the shadows, winged wolves, living amoung normal wolves. The packs hate eachother and the east pack hates the so called "unnaturals" in general, they belive it is a crime punishable by death and will kill any shadow from their pack that they sniff out.Now, tell us your story.

Animo Instinct
Animo is a disease engineered in the Amino Labs of Vancouver, Canada by Dr. Frederik Van Guetenstaven. It is contracted through the air ( via coughing, sneezing and in the labs an injection) and if contracted you will gain a few key fetures of the first animal you touch (So basicly you become a neko). Recently several key experiments "Escaped" and accidentally started spearding the disease to others with the correct DNA code outside the labs. They founded a place for those who contracted the disease from them to live because the public wouldn't be able to take the disease being out in the open.
THE LABS SOMETIMES SEND GENETICLY ENGINEERED MONSTERS TO TEST THE SUBJECTS. IF YOU FAIL, YOU'RE DEAD.

PROJECTS
You can have contracted the disease from any of these prodjects, in this case you will gain the side effects of the prodject.
( Note, these are just the names the test subjects gave them)
Animo Prodject- Started with children being kidnapped and infected by the labs, now it's what everybody has the side effects of
Yin Yang Prodject- A very successful prodject which makes the subject 2 people (Still has animo)
Prodject Psycic- The Subject gains the ability to read minds (only in original test subjects, not contagious)

[broken angel]

[ѕнαdy]

r e a p e d.

"Victors are never forgotten,"

It seems like it has only been seconds from the last Quarter Quell, but it has been twenty-five years and it is time for the fourth Quarter Quell. This year the Capitol is not doing anything special with the Tributes, the adjustment is to the Arena. Four sections sit within the circle. To the North lies a vast mountain range with many prey animals. To the East is a mild Spring forest, covered with vegetation and food. South is a large desert, spotted with sources of clean water. Look west and you will find a forest made of both deciduous and evergreen trees that has a river rushing through it. Turn to the center and you find a hill upon which the Cornucopia sits, surrounded by twelve metal plates.

When you realize just what you have gotten into you shake your head, confused. What will you get to wear if the environment is like this? How will you survive the changes? Will you be the victor?

Spots left:
Male and Female - Districts;; 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, 12
Male - District 2
Female - District 8

[katniss,]

(ℓeт тнe gαмes вegιи ) . [ ℓιтeяαтe нuиgeя gαмes яρg ]

( ℓeт тнe gαмes вegιи )

The first year marking the districts' defeat sends mixed emotions throughout Panem. The Capitol celebrates proudly, throwing parties that only flaunt their power over the districts. The remaining twelve districts that survived the rebellion are silent with fear from the rumors of what is coming. The Hunger Games.

No one knows what this Hunger Games is, and one can only assume the merciless government has planned something big. Something cruel. Something unforgettable. Something that will truely show the strength of the Capitol in which the government doesn't hesitate the defeated districts of. As minds whirl and morph ideas of what this "Hunger Games" could possibly be, assumptions and predictions fly through the air. But no one really knows what really is to come, and when the revelation of the event is released, terror cannot to begin to describe what the defeated districts feel.

Two teenagers, called "tributes", that are from the ages twelve through eighteen are chosen from each district- one boy and one girl- to compete in the fight for their lives. They will be paraded like pets by stylists and Capitol citizens, interveiwed, studied, scored, trained, and tested. They will be human sacrifices to show to the people who is really in control. They will kill each other in the hopes to be the victor. Twenty-four of them will go in, only one will come out. The weak, the young, the crippled, the diseased all put against the strong, the oldest, the cunning, the quick. Forced to kill one another, there is no choice but to accept your fate.

Death.

The Reaping Day as they call it, has now come and gone. A name pulled out of a large glass bowl, a child torn from their families. A boy and a girl, two tributes. Doomed to die, doomed to be mocked by the blood-lusting Capitol citizens. To them? This is entertainment. A show. A thrill. To you? This is your life. Your death. Your doom. When your name was called out by the eager Capitol Ambassador who's voice rings out cheerfully through the townscenter, fear courses through your vains. What is going to happen to you? Well, only time will tell. Whether you die or triumph, you know that the path ahead of you isn't going to full of sunshine and rainbows.

Oh, and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Please join! Go to the thread, read the rules, and PM me your form! Hope to see you in a pm!