Complicated game wrote:
.:Ƭɛяяα Иιнιℓ:.
It was stupid, you knew it was. You found this old lady on the streets trying to sell stones to make her living. Nothing more than hunks of Limestone, and with a good life and cash to burn, you can easily take pity on this old woman. If so, you have nothing more than a stone, if not, life goes on. Whatever you chose, one day you see brown spots on your skin. You hide it well. It's no big deal. After a week or so, the stone has chipped away into a glowing precious stone, and your skin is worse than ever. Then pain. You pass out, and when you wake up you're in a sunny field, but you are no longer you. You're a monster. If you had the stone, you find it in a small sack beside you with some supplies. You can only remember your name and the woman. If you had no stone, nothing. You remember only your name, and you know the name of this place. Terra Nilhil. So now you wander the valley, mountains, and forests, meeting others like you. They were cursed and moved as you. Each day they wander as humans, at night as beasts. So what lies from here? Will you survive the rivalries for resources, or will the wild Terra Nihil break you down?
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.
Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
You're insecure, don't know what for
You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or
Don't need make-up - to cover up
Being the way that you are is eno-o-ough
Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
If only you saw what I could see
you'd understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful!
So girl come on, You got it wrong
To prove I'm right I put it in a so-o-ong
I don't know why, you're being shy
And turn away when I look in to your ah-ah eyes
Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but yo-ouuu
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful!
Na na na na na na naaaa na na,
Na na na na na na.
Na na na na na na naaaa na na,
Na na na na na na.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful!
Oh oh
That's what makes you beautiful!
Rain!Born!Pink wrote:The Secret World
We have been living in your world for centuries. hiding in the dark never revealing their selves to humans, but times have changes as the human population dwindles we start to emerge.
The vampires and werewolves have been at war for as long as their history has foretold. but the new generation seek to find peace and live in this new world as allies, friends and lovers, but the elder seek to destroy all hope and all those who wish for peace.
Spesies:
Werewolves
Hereditary Werewolves
Non-hereditary Werewolves
werewolves transform into full wolves in a painful transmogrification, while maintaining their hair colour and body mass, making them extremely large wolves. Although transformations have to occur regularly. Werewolves can be killed by anything that can kill a human, and have no extra sensitivity to silver. They do, however age slower than humans. While in human form, werewolves have wolf-like characteristics, better hearing, a keener sense of smell and a wolf's instinctive reactions, while in wolf form they maintain their intellect but cannot talk and are more driven by instinct. In both forms they have greater strength and reflexes than a normal human or wolf and heal significantly faster. Hereditary Werewolves acquire these enhanced abilities gradually, following puberty, and have their first change in their late teens or early 20s. Non-hereditary werewolves start changing shortly after they are bitten, and not all survive the process; the bitten mutts took around a month to recover
Vampires
Vampires look like your average super model. they don't have super human strength but they do not age and heal at an unnatural speed. they feed of humans the choice to kill or not is theirs. sun only makes them uncomfortable but doesn't kill them. They have compulsion that would make anything with a weak mind do their bidding it is usually accompanied by a touch.
Home Camp
Lady of the Rings wrote:viewtopic.php?f=64&t=1208704Where Exactly Am I?The line for boarding the flight seems to stretch on for eternity. Each person repeats the same process- show ticket, passport, and ID, then file down the narrow corridor. International Flight 764 on Global Airlines from Dublin to Wellington leaves in one hour on its long journey over land and sea. You check your bags, your ticket, and your passport one final time, as you edge slowly closer to the counter. Soon you will be up in the air, but will you ever reach New Zealand?Rules
~ This is a semi-lit roleplay. I expect five or more good sentences per post. No one-liners. I understand that writer's block happens, but please make an effort to write five lines. Proper grammar and spelling, please. You may type in either first or third person, but it must be in past tense. ~
~ I'm looking for very well designed characters. Not Mary and Gary Sues, but not people with really screwed up lives either. The average person on a plane isn't a wilderness expert who already knows what plants are edible and how to throw knives but also probably isn't a druggie or a tragic orphan. Basing your character off yourself or someone you know makes it easier to roleplay a "normal" person. ~
~ Please do not spam. If you wish to talk out of character, use some form of parentheses. ~
~ Drama is encouraged, but make an effort for it to be between your character and someone else's. Romance is encouraged, but may not be between your own characters. Also, let's try to keep the genders somewhat even. ~
~ Please keep this RP PG-13 or lower. This is a children's site, and all cuss words must be starred out after the first letter. Following that rule, romance should be fade-to-black if it's not PG-13. ~
~ I swear, if I see a post like the one below, I will blow a fuse. The characters have to have bad things happen to them sometimes and they have to be creative in solving them. They are stranded with limited resources, guys. ~And they reached into a bush and found the tarp they needed for shelter.
~ You may make as many characters as you want, just as long as you can keep them all active. ~
~ If your characters speak a language other than English, provide translation and don't use an Internet translator. I'm tired of reading posts in Spanish with verbs conjugated incorrectly and other mistakes because they are from an online translator. ~
~ A violation of the rules will result in a strike. Three strikes, and you're out. ~
This RP needs members, feel free to advertise it and pm me about it. Posting is now open. Warning- I'm kind of picky about forms. Please be creative.
Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
Dia. wrote:Dia. wrote:This is what any young equestrian dreams for - an invitation to join the ranks at the 13th Hour Equestrian Center.
Located in the remote mountains of Colorado, 13th Hour is one of the most prestigious equestrian centers in this half of the world.
Every year, a new generation of champions is released unto the world from this location.
This is your chance. As one of the most promising young riders in the sport, you've been invited to move up to the grounds. You are allowed to bring your four-legged partner, truck and trailer, tack and supplies, and the other necessities of life.
Your life will change immediately upon stepping onto the grounds of 13th Hour Equestrian Center. You are entirely responsible for your own life here. There will be falls and fights. There will be times when you just want to pack up and go home... and many have. However, if you can look for the silver lining, your time in the program can be the best years of your life.
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