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For hundreds of years, the war has been raging on the magical planet of Xena. The riders and their loyal dragons have fought bravely over the millennium, driving back the enemy only to be invaded time and time again. No village, town, or city is safe; not even the capital, Korok. It all began when Julius Morand was king...

Julius Morand, a noble elf and dragon rider, was crowned king of Xena a hundred years before the Thousand Year War began. He brought a sense of order to the planet, marking dragon riders as the protectors of the peace and innocent. Although his rival, Khan Mallou, wasn't as happy about the coronation as other citizens. He was so jealous and angry that the Elder Council didn't choose him as king that he decided to tear Xena down and rebuild a new civilization. However, his followers on the planet were few, and he was no match against the dragon riders. So, he needed an army. A species from another planet that would be intent on conquering the planet for their own uses or studies, but one that was dumb enough for him to control with a sprinkle of his sorcery. And that is how it began.

With his skilled magic, Khan managed to open a portal, but it only provided one very confused human. Holding the young woman known as Silver Wellwood hostage, he cast a spell over her that made her aging process stop altogether, making her immortal. Frozen at the age of nineteen, Silver was amazed and scared of all the magical properties of Xena, and spent her time in that lonely cell reading book after book that Khan had provided. After much questioning about the human race over the next ten years, Khan finally struck gold. He had been perfecting his magic to keep a portal open long enough, and had learned so much. Apparently, humans were very vulnerable and only a select few were intelligent, like Silver. No super reflexes like the elves and sprites of Xena - they didn't even have a quarter of the magical animals here! Which meant they had no knowledge of dragons. But, Silver had said, there were myths and quite a few believed in fairy tales.

Five years after a conversation about human beliefs and nature, Khan finally showed Silver the world of Xena. They traveled quite far, all over the planet - but then things went terribly wrong. They encountered a patrol of dragon riders in the small, yet well-known town of Zuran - one of the few places that exported the high-demand kuka fruits. The leader of the patrol, a male elf named Tallik - almost a hundred years old; but a teen in elf standards - instantly recognized the villainous Khan as the man who had destroyed many cities in the past and was about to order an attack when his purple gaze fell on Silver. Startled by a creature so humanoid, yet foreign, his orders caught in his throat and the pair escaped before his squad could pursue. Ever since the encounter, young Silver had been in love with dragons.

These minor details are very significant in our story of the beginning of the Thousand Year War, as our test human had formed a crush on Tallik and grew an admiration for dragons. This wasn't apart of Khan's plan. After three more years of fruitless interrogation, he decided to travel to the planet Earth, which was a few galaxies away. No wonder it was such a strain to open a portal in the first place. Trusting the human girl to be good, the elf left. And he would never return.

By now, elfin King Julius read the report sent in by Tallik Firewalker - our adolescent dragon rider from the patrol - and called for immediate action. This unknown humanoid species seen with Khan must be captured and studied by Xena's top scientists to see if it was a threat to the planet. Silver's hiding place, along with Khan's labs and illegally caught dragons, were discovered, and the human girl taken into the custody of the authorities. It was also discovered that she was immortal, and all the other sorcerers/sorceresses couldn't lift the spell. In court, she was judged guilty of aiding an enemy and felon of Xena. Then an elf spoke up. Who other than Tallik? After one long year, she was proved innocent, not knowing that Khan was a villain. Still, the sorcerer didn't return. And they forgot all about the whole human army plot. They couldn't have been more stupid.

In years to come, it would be discovered that Khan was dead - killed by the humans themselves; but the sorcerer forgot to close the portal. Silver became the first human dragon rider on Xena when a dragoness chose her as its rider on one of the many walks the girl took with Tallik. Amenti, the dragoness was named, and the human taught how to ride and fight. Then, the disaster.

Tallik was almost a hundred and thirty years old - still a teen in elf terms - when he decided that he wanted Silver to be more than his best friend and fellow dragon rider. He would never get the chance to ask, because that very night every elf, dwarf, goblin, troll, dragon, and every other creature on Xena heard the same thing; a roar of a million voices braying for blood. The human invasion began. Julius Morand, the king, sent the thousands of dragon riders to meet the enemy, prepping the cities of Xena for battle. No one was safe. The next morning, Tallik was brought back to his house in the tiny village of Guapa, where Silver lived because she had no where else to go. The human rushed outside, only to find her friend dying from a fatal wound to his chest. Not even a master medical warlock could fix that. His dragon was slowly dying too, whimpering and stumbling as it carried its master and set him down on the ground. His purple eyes brightened when he saw Silver, and he whispered, "I love you." With one last shudder, his eyelids fluttered closed and his dragon toppled over, a noble elfin warrior gone.

Now, Silver is craving for revenge, not the innocent and stupid girl she was almost a hundred years ago when she was brought to Xena. She turned on her own race, enraged by what had happened. And she got on Amenti and flew far away to recruit more dragon riders. They would pay.

Will you join Silver Wellwood, the first human to ever ride a dragon, in her conquest to drive the humans back to Earth? Or are you apart of the human army that is determined to kill off the elfin race, along with the other minor species on Xena? Maybe you're a hostage, tortured for military information. Or, the worst of all, you're apart of the rebellion; a large organization of dragon riders that have turned on the Code of Peace and are fighting to purge Xena of the filthy humans, even Silver, led by the sinister Domovoi. Choose your path, and choose wisely.

Thousand Year War || Dragon Rider RP || Accepting!!

[Swurk]

Goddess's and Gods (New God/ Goddess School RP Accepting)
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As you walk into the private exclusive school that your parents sent you too, you look around the large grand halls. You still can't believe your parents sent you to this boarding school. You came from the large island of O'dess'a where everybody is a god or goddess. You walk into the section of a hallway which has your element symbol above the opening. You walk into your assigned dorm room surprised to find two beds. Grunting as you find out you wont have the room to yourself you take your bed and start to sort out your stuff hoping that maybe, just maybe you'll be alone in your dorm. The next day you wake up and go to class for your special element. Surprisingly it's not a desk and books class its like a P.E. class. (Like water have a large pool etc.) Your P.E. teacher is dressed in the colors of the Symbol above your dorm hallway. Most of your teachers will be like this except you'll go to the other classes to to learn abit of the basic knowledge.

[SpartanAmethyst]

One night, you're sitting in your nice, furnished apartment in New York, half-heartedly listening to the news as you play Angry Birds on your new iPhone. Suddenly, an urgent alert comes across the television and you look up. "This is the third outbreak of the infection," the TV newscaster says. This time, the whole world has gone to hell. The nightly newscasters talk about infections starting on every continent on the globe; no one knows how, but it's sure as day happening. At first it was a rumor, then it was a watch, then a warning. Now it's a pandemic, and thousands are succumbing to the illness each day, sometimes each hour. The great modern metropolis' have fallen, and there is no such thing as "big city safety". In fact, that's the worst place to be. Small towns, usually ones with forts or other achitectural advantages, have flourished, survivors fleeing to these small, well-protected communities. If you can reach those, you're home free. Then, the biggest risk you'll have to face is scavenging for food. And that can be just as dangerous as the Witch hiding in the dark. But, for now, you have to get there. Fighting the throngs of the infected and trying to find a way out of the huge city, you come across another survivor, who tells you of the Hunter Victor. "He rules this city," the man tells you. "He'll hunt you until either he or his men kill you. Escape is impossible, my dear friend." With that, he takes his own life and you pick up his pistol. Escape is never impossible. With your determination renewed, you know you have to find a way out. But will you?
((Click the Banner))

[belle reve]

Loser!

Yeah you may think that I'm a zero
But hey, everyone you wanna be
Probably started off like me
You may say that I'm a freak show (I don't care)
But hey, give it just a little time
I bet you're gonna change your mind

All of the dirt you've been throwing my way
It ain't so hard to take
That's right (that's right)
'Cos I know one day you'll be screaming my name
And I'll just look away
That's right (that's right)

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got and knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out
You wanna be, you wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me

Push me up against the locker
And hey, all I do is shake it off
I'll get you back when I'm your boss
I'm not thinking 'bout you haters
'Cos hey, I could be a superstar
I'll see you when you wash my car

All of the dirt you've been throwing my way
It ain't so hard to take
That's right (that's right)
'Cos I know one day you'll be screaming my name
And I'll just look away
That's right (that's right)

Just go ahead and hate on me or run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got and knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out
You wanna be, you wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me

Hey you over there
Keep the "L" up,up in the air
Hey you over there
Keep the "L" up 'cos I don't care
You can throw your stick
And you can throw your stones
Like a rocket just watch me go
Yeah
L-O-S-E-R
I can only be who I are

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got and knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out
You wanna be, you wanna be
A loser like me

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got and knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough you'll figure out
You wanna be, you wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me

You wake up, dreading the day. Whether you head straight to school or work out on the eliptacal for a bit, the upcoming dread draws nearer. For the hundredth time, you have to go to school and face those jocks and popular people. All of them laugh because you're different. Who knows? You might get upgraded to a swirly today, or stay where you are on the social pyramid. No matter, it will all be over by the end of the school day. That hour and a half where you find people just like you; where you can be with no ridicule. There, you sing, dance, and have the time of your life. All that stress from school washes away. That time when you're just... you. That place? Glee Club. It may not be popular, but people accept you for who you truly are; not some nerd. In the club there can be kids from all kinds of classes and backgrounds- jocks, nerds, homeless kids. Barely anyone is ever turned down.

But suddenly, Sectionals is coming. And what else is coming? Two new rival glee clubs. TroubleTones: For one, it's in your own school. You competition could even be your friends now! And what about those Warblers? They've been around for a bit, you just haven't met them. But, you've seen how good they are now. In fact, haven't they won Nationals before? Well, with those two groups and your biggest rival Vocal Adrenaline, the pressure is really on. This was supposed to be fun! You joined for friendy competition, but that hasn't been happening lately. In fact, even your own members are sometimes turning on each other! Everyone wants a chance to lead their team to victory... But who will it be?


((Click the 'Loser' Thing!))

[Paper Dragon]

We need an Germany and Italy pretty badly! Also, other characters as well!! All welcome!!! Please join!!!!

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=1153602&p=32624131#p32624131

There are 3 families that terrorize the streets of the worlds. They are known by many around the world. Police don't bother to stop them, but everyday blood is shed on the streets. The Allies tend to try to keep the peace, but Russia has an old family grudge against him. The Axis also have a grudge with Russia but also with America, for what he did to Japan many years ago. Red has painted the streets for years now. What family will you chose?

Need help? Click here ---> http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6800123/1/Hetalia_Mafia. This is where I got the info WITH permission. This is a good reference on what I mean.

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Ғσяeveя Aи∂ Єveя....
S u m m e r .
One of the best times of the year. The pretty sunsets, the rolling waves along the beach--but most importantly, it's the season for love.
Your tired of being yelled at for those stupid little mistakes. Oh, I forgot to do the dishes. Whoops. Grounded. Fun? Not really. So what do you do when your tiny mistakes could keep you in from the best summer of your life? You run away. Sure, it's a big step, but defiantly worth it in the end. Sure, you might encounter some bumps along the road, but that should never stop you. Maybe you will even take a large step towards becoming independant. You might even get a girlfriend/boyfriend! You might take huge steps from holding hands and giving small butterfly kisses. Who knows. But whatever you do, make sure that your in for
the ride of a lifetime.
Summertime fun.


Ƥяɛ∂αтσяƨ αяɛ Ƥяɛʏ
Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.

Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Werewolves change on full moons.


Sмαℓℓ Tσωи Sɛcяɛтs
Modoc is a small town in Union Township, Randolph County, Indiana. The town population was 196 back in 2010, and has grown very little within the years. It is a small, friendly little town, where everyone knows everybody. And, of course, you'd expect not much goes on here, but that is about to change. In the dense woods that surround the town, wolves that nobody ever noticed, are beginning to stir. Many town citizens have reported the odd wolves circling the town at night. They are seen very seldom in the day, but thy are there. Even a few have been seen sitting a few yards back listening to Osagwe's town myths. The wolves have yet to harm anyone, and nobody really knows if that is even the creatures' intentions. Who knows? Maybe someone or something is trying to harm them instead...

"Curiousity got the teen turned into a werewolf."

ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.

Ɯιиɢƨ σғ тнɛ βɛнσℓ∂ɛя
As a child, you saw pictures of mutants. Like cats with 'wings' or whatever. And when you would look out your window, you would see birds flyin higher thain the sky, but you were never envious of thies animals. You were one of them. Somehow in your geans, smething got screwed up and you were born with full, wings. You could accuretly fly and everything. For some of you kids, your parents accepted you for you. For other kids, your parents throught you were freaks and threw you out on the street at a young age. But whatever the circumstances may be, somehow, you were wandering in a far stretch of woods on the far side of town, and you herd something in the distance. When cureosity burned you all the way through, you desided to go investigate it. After walking about a quarter of a mile deeper into the woods, you stumbled across a log cabin. It did not look big on the outside, but somehow, you knew, that the inside was huge. Voices and laughter came out room the house, and they stared to get louder as people aproached the door. You jumped back, cowering behind a tree, wanting to see what kids were hiding in the woods. A second or two passed, and two teenagers walked out. But that isnt what made your blood run cold in your body. On their back was two light, feathery wings. What will you do now?


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It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.

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Fishermen are on their boats and either spot, of catch a mermaid, what they do with them is their choice. Mermaids are always female, they are usually playful, and some are better around fishermen than other. But there are a few tat despise the humans, and hate their existence. Mermaids always have tails but can crawl onto water, they don't breath water but are much like other sea creatures and can hold their breath for enormous amounts of time. Mermaids are able to hold air for up to 3 hours. They are generally able to swim up to 100 miles per hour. Fishermen don't know of mermaids, although men have created theories. Mermaids have beautiful voices, better than humans. Their voices may carry on for miles and miles to reach the ears of fishermen. Those men can follow the sounds or ignore, but ignoring them is incredibly hard. Most greedy men will capture mermaids and let people either see them, or listen to their singing, in return, the mermaids are allowed to live. Anther precious thing about a mermaid, is that a single tear drop from them can heal a man to perfect health and some say it can even make you live forever.
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♫Mermaids♫ and ✣Fishermen✣


Attention!
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I'm also looking for new roleplays to join. I'm not that pickey about roleplays, so Private Message me if you have something! I do Semi-lit roleplays, which means detailed posts', not a paragraph or two! But I will right more than five lines, and like to make my posts' pretty! And, like I said earlier, I'm not a judge of plots!

[eden .]

WANTED

NEEDS 3 MORE PEOPLE (2 GIRLS, 1 BOY).

You're a Criminal

A young adult and you've already got an impressive track record -- in crime. Thievery, arson, forgery, assault, murder. Lying is an art form. You spin new stories and characters every day. Every time you walk into the room you formulate different ways of escape. Indeed, you're probably one of the most wily and skilled people of your age. Not that it'll help you any. You're a wanted man.
At least you would be -- if you were ever caught.
Yeah, you're so awesome. You pulled off your crime without nothing but half - formed theories to follow you out of the place. No one in the general public knows your face, nor what you've done, and the government and law enforcement have circumstantial evidence at best. You ran around for a while, didn't stay too long, but after coming to this large city you figure that, with everyone around and the sheer size of the place, finding you will be like finding a needle in a haystack. You settle down, lead a rather mundane life (for the most part), and currently you're just finding your way around this place, arrogantly assuming you're home free.
You should've seen this all coming, then. You were careless.

You're a Hitter

You're the best at what you do -- for a price. Whether you're new to the entire scene or you're a veteran, you're professionally trained in the art of killing. Your reflexes are excellent, your body at the peak of physical excellene, and you're quite smart, if you do say so yourself. A gun for hire. That's what you are. Nothing but the job matters, once you get it.
As a professional, your face is unknown -- or rather, it's supposed to be. Maybe you slipped up once in your past. Wasn't really your best move. In any case, being discreet is your talent. It's no use attracting attention to yourself. After all, what you're doing, strictly speaking, isn't technically legal. In some ways you're just like the criminals...except you don't leave traces when you finish the job. And you get steady pay. That's always a plus.
Recently you've received a new job. Whether it's from a vengeful family member, a suspicious government member, or just some anonymous man offering you a good price, you set off to finish and get your dues. You expect it'll just be like any other job. Find. Kill. Clean up. Get money. Nothing new.
You've tracked your target to a large city that's infested with criminals, whether official or not, and you groan to yourself. How are you supposed to find someone in this place? But you're a professional, remember. You don't fail.

So What Happens Next?

Do you run into other criminals here? There is a school or two around, after all, and even if you've long since graduated you've made a habit of wandering popular haunts. Of course, trust really isn't much of a word to you. Still, when these killers come in, you might want to have some back - up. Don't get involved with these guys. Confrontation really isn't much of a strength of yours.

You'll probably run into some sort of competition. It's a big city, and there are lots of criminals, here. But hey, as long as they don't get in your way, you couldn't care less. But pinning this one target down might be harder than you thought. How about it, you want to make an alliance with some other hitters in the area? Of course, groups like these never last long, and you run the risk of someone knowing your face, afterwards. Still, with help you can get this job done in half the time...

[corviidae]

┼◘ Tomb Raider ◘┼

(( SOMEone please join! I have been waiting forever for at least one member! The forms are on the page.))

Millions of places in this world have not been found by civilization; buried under the dirt of cities today. Several explorers go worldwide to find these untouched Tombs, beautiful unfound artifacts, and meet others desperate to get the power and fortune; some who treasure hunt just for sport, or just for the ambition of power.
Form alliances with people as the world is slowly being taken over by ambitious gods and powerful explorers.Will you be a god or rich pheasant who tries to take over? Or will you be a treasure hunter who lives your daily life, unaware of the dangers of the powerful secrets of the Ancient Artifacts?

[The True Werewolf]

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=65&t=1153314#p32609685

The Story Of The White Wolf With Blue Eyes (NEW WOLF RP!)

PLOT

A deadly virus is spreading through the lands, animals are being affected by it in different ways. Wolves are mercilessly slaughtering each other. There is a legend of an ancient race, they are the wisest of the wise and live in the horizon towering over all, they can answer any question to those who seek them out, but not all can prevail in their journey to do so. There was one alpha of a wolf pack who has met a female of this species and has had his questions answered, he sadly perishes when he to becomes infected with the disease and was killed before it could spread to the rest of the pack, the disease has no name but there is a cure for it, however, to find the cure, it will take ten wolves to make a perilouse journey to find the mountians that touch the sky, but in doing so, they will find who they truly are on their quest, some may like it, others may hate what they find out, but all together they find who they truly are. One of these wolves who will take this dangerouse and deadly journy is a white wolf with blue eyes named Forest. Her pack killed each other due to the disease and as a result, only she and her mother remained the soul survivors. Later on, her mother and an infected wolf fight and they both end up dying in the end. There is a saying umongst all the alphas "Only the strong will survive, the weak will perish." This disease has no means to end and will spread from one infected animal to a healthy animal. The symptons of the disease is a bit like rabies, however, you hulicinate things and after a while loose what part of your mind there was and attack with a deadly force. Eventually, the disease will kill you, sometimes before another infected indevidual will kill you, the question is, do you have what it takes to survive? Or are you one of the weak ones who will perish under the imense power of the disease?

THIS IS AN EXTREMELY NEW RP! LOOKING FOR MEMBERS TO JOIN! NOT AND I REPEAT! NOT SEMI-LIT OR LIT! (ALTHOUGH YOU ARE STILL WELCOME TO JOIN HOWEVER YOU CANNOT GET ANGRY AT THOSE WHO CANNOT DO SEMI-LIT OR LIT RPS).

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Ғσяeveя Aи∂ Єveя....
S u m m e r .
One of the best times of the year. The pretty sunsets, the rolling waves along the beach--but most importantly, it's the season for love.
Your tired of being yelled at for those stupid little mistakes. Oh, I forgot to do the dishes. Whoops. Grounded. Fun? Not really. So what do you do when your tiny mistakes could keep you in from the best summer of your life? You run away. Sure, it's a big step, but defiantly worth it in the end. Sure, you might encounter some bumps along the road, but that should never stop you. Maybe you will even take a large step towards becoming independant. You might even get a girlfriend/boyfriend! You might take huge steps from holding hands and giving small butterfly kisses. Who knows. But whatever you do, make sure that your in for
the ride of a lifetime.
Summertime fun.


Ƥяɛ∂αтσяƨ αяɛ Ƥяɛʏ
Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.

Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Werewolves change on full moons.


Sмαℓℓ Tσωи Sɛcяɛтs
Modoc is a small town in Union Township, Randolph County, Indiana. The town population was 196 back in 2010, and has grown very little within the years. It is a small, friendly little town, where everyone knows everybody. And, of course, you'd expect not much goes on here, but that is about to change. In the dense woods that surround the town, wolves that nobody ever noticed, are beginning to stir. Many town citizens have reported the odd wolves circling the town at night. They are seen very seldom in the day, but thy are there. Even a few have been seen sitting a few yards back listening to Osagwe's town myths. The wolves have yet to harm anyone, and nobody really knows if that is even the creatures' intentions. Who knows? Maybe someone or something is trying to harm them instead...

"Curiousity got the teen turned into a werewolf."

ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.

Ɯιиɢƨ σғ тнɛ βɛнσℓ∂ɛя
As a child, you saw pictures of mutants. Like cats with 'wings' or whatever. And when you would look out your window, you would see birds flyin higher thain the sky, but you were never envious of thies animals. You were one of them. Somehow in your geans, smething got screwed up and you were born with full, wings. You could accuretly fly and everything. For some of you kids, your parents accepted you for you. For other kids, your parents throught you were freaks and threw you out on the street at a young age. But whatever the circumstances may be, somehow, you were wandering in a far stretch of woods on the far side of town, and you herd something in the distance. When cureosity burned you all the way through, you desided to go investigate it. After walking about a quarter of a mile deeper into the woods, you stumbled across a log cabin. It did not look big on the outside, but somehow, you knew, that the inside was huge. Voices and laughter came out room the house, and they stared to get louder as people aproached the door. You jumped back, cowering behind a tree, wanting to see what kids were hiding in the woods. A second or two passed, and two teenagers walked out. But that isnt what made your blood run cold in your body. On their back was two light, feathery wings. What will you do now?


Ɩитσ тнɛ Ɯσσ∂ƨ
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It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.

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Fishermen are on their boats and either spot, of catch a mermaid, what they do with them is their choice. Mermaids are always female, they are usually playful, and some are better around fishermen than other. But there are a few tat despise the humans, and hate their existence. Mermaids always have tails but can crawl onto water, they don't breath water but are much like other sea creatures and can hold their breath for enormous amounts of time. Mermaids are able to hold air for up to 3 hours. They are generally able to swim up to 100 miles per hour. Fishermen don't know of mermaids, although men have created theories. Mermaids have beautiful voices, better than humans. Their voices may carry on for miles and miles to reach the ears of fishermen. Those men can follow the sounds or ignore, but ignoring them is incredibly hard. Most greedy men will capture mermaids and let people either see them, or listen to their singing, in return, the mermaids are allowed to live. Anther precious thing about a mermaid, is that a single tear drop from them can heal a man to perfect health and some say it can even make you live forever.
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♫Mermaids♫ and ✣Fishermen✣


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