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Welcome welcome. It's a pleasure to have you on our humble planet. Before anything else there are some things you should know about us. The surface is full of wild blooming jungles and forests full of strange plants and animals. The cities are made of glass and crystal and are inhabited by the Air breathers. They are the wealthiest and exceptionally perfect winged humanoid beings that rule society. Under the surface is a different story. Under ground in the rich soil is the society of Hole diggers. Poor shape shifting outcasts that must struggle every day to survive their dark world. Life has always been this way but will someone finally take a stand? Will Air breathers and Hole diggers come together or destroy each others trying to
Stay apart??

[Scarlett;]

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R o y a l t y - Now Accepting

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Image not mine; it belongs to ABC Studios, for Once Upon a Time

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We are far-away from that land you call Equestria, young one. Welcome to our kingdoms. Our large region is split roughly down the middle into two divided kingdoms. To the right is the one called Everland. This kingdom includes the most very densely- wooded area of the split region, splitting at the seams with woodland. The ruling family here is very laid-back, and they don't mind spending time with the villagers. The family as a whole is down-to-earth, and very welcoming with the commoners. The kingdom is reasonably wealthy on its part, earning most funds and profits from spinning and agriculture. The other kingdom is Waelea, a kindom at the seaside. Their main source of currency and trade comes from the thriving ecosystem that is the lake on their side of the region, catching and selling their aquatic goods. They are very prosperous for this, but on the side some men commit themselves to woodworking and blacksmithing, which makes the wealth more the full of value. The royalty there isn't as lenient, as they mostly seclude themselves to the castle and stay there, counting their taxes and such. The two kingdoms rarely have contact with each other, as they keep to their business.

A dark force threatens them from the barriers that stand on the perimeter of the region. Ponies have been captured from that area without a trace, and some suspect that war will envelope the lands when the forces reveal themselves to the kingdoms. The two kingdoms might have to work together to stop this evil lurking in the dark shadows bordering the place that they call home. Will they cooperate, or will this be both the kingdoms' undoing?

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[autumn,]

ωєℓ¢σмє. тσ. ωє. αяє. fяєє.

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The stories we hear about how the West was won are all lies. The history of the West was written by the horse. Wherever a settler left his footprint there was a hoof print beside it. Men came further and further west to stake their claim on the great American wilderness. But they encountered a strength that couldn't be tamed - wild horses. Mustangs. The settlers called them parasites that would strip the land and starve their own herds. They couldn't domesticate them so they destroyed them. Isolated and hungry, they were on their way to disappearing from the face of the earth. Sometimes when the light disappears an afterimage remains - just for a second. Mustangs are an afterimage of the West, no better then ghosts, hardly there at all. No one really wants them, not ranchers, not city people - that's their destiny. Let them disappear once and for all, along with all the other misfits, loners, and relics of a wilderness no one cares about anymore. Lucky for us a few mustangs survived, hidden away in the mountains. The mustangs that did survive became even more wild, hurting humans without hesitation. After many people were hurt everyone agreed to leave the mustangs alone. Now, they are truly, FREE....
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Hello and Welcome to ωє. αяє. fяєє. As you probably have guessed, this is a wild horse roleplay. This is a semi- lit roleplay...

Click on picture for the link

[Blumenkranz]

The hooves of the horses - O' Witching and Sweet,
is the music earth steals from the iron-shod feet;
No whisper of lover, no trilling of bird,
Can stir me as hooves of the horses have stirred.

They spurn disappointment and trample despair,
and drown with their drum beats the challenge of care,
With scarlet and silk for their banners above,
they are swifter than fortune and sweeter than love.

On the wings of the morning they gather and fly,
In the hush of the night-time I hear them go by-
The horses of memory thundering through
With flashing white fetlocks all wet with the dew.

When you lay me to slumber no spot you can choose,
but will ring to the rhythm of galloping shoes,
and under the daisies no grave be so deep
but the hooves of the horses shall sound in my sleep.

-Will H. Ogilvie from Galloping

Wild Hoofbeats - Wild Horse Roleplay

[chai!]

Anyone there willing to write a five-pages 1x1 fic with me, about MarcelinexBubblegum/Bubbline? I have the right to say no to you, and I don't mean to dissappoint no one u_u Have this in mind before pming me, mmk? óuò

[Benathorn]

－ＷＯＬＦ ＣＨＩＬＤＲＥＮ－

(Based off of the Japanese movie and book)

(Image not my own)

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－ＷＯＬＦ ＣＨＩＬＤＲＥＮ－
"A tale of those caught in between two worlds."

There are many legends within Japan which depict stories and fairytales. However, one such fairytale is very much a hidden truth...

Legends of the Wolfman, a human who holds the ancient blood of the now extinct Japanese wolf, have been whispered among children stories and written in dusty old books. But what many people do not know is that this legend is still very much alive today in the young lives of four children. Before, only one man carried such a bloodline, but now that he is gone, his two children have passed along to their own children a linage that is both powerful yet feared by many. The four relatives live apart, but each have a lingering question in the back of their minds that they ask themselves daily, "What am I? Am I human...or wolf?" This question is not something that most people must confront, and at times, these children feel out of place among society or the forest. It is now that they have come to an age where they can choose their futures-- the path of normalcy, where one can live in peace among humans and love with ease. Or the path of a wild animal-- where one embraces their wolf form and rarely looks to the world of man or the comfort of a loved one.

These wolf children are faced with trials that no other young being is forced to endure. To love another is to also wonder if that other person will accept you for who you truly are in the end or risk losing them forever. A wolf-child's inner wolf, after all, is not the same of that of a human's. They struggle with their emotions, for if angered or saddened could initially spark the bestial form they have worked so desperately to hide. A simple bird or far off deer often compels them to hunt, or a happy gesture and gift could incite ears or tail showing up out of nowhere when they are not even meant to be. However, these are the daily struggles that they have learned to cope with regardless, but now they are at an age where they must choose-- to live life as a wolf? Or that of a human?

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{If you are wolf}
You are now between the ages of 18-24 and have received a note from one of your relatives detailing that either your mother/aunt Yuki has just recently passed away. She was the last of the past wolfmen, and with her gone, the four current wolf children are now truly alone without any guidance on who or what they are. In the note it details her last wish was for her children and her brother's children to meet where it all began-- back at the small mountain settlement called Sakura Village under the Sacred Reihō Mountains. Here the small wooden home of your grandmother is now vacant and empty. Dusty and falling apart, Yuki has asked for all the wolf children to stay here till next Summer's end (A full Year) so that the last wolfmen can both learn from the mountain wilderness and the village people. Some of you may be attending school, while others are distant and looking after the forest. But for now it is your home as you pay your respects to your lost loved one and decide what the future may hold for you...

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{If you are human}
You have heard the tales of wolfmen and simply shrug them off as make believe. A wolf has not been seen in this area for well over 100 hundred years, there is no way there could possibly be one now, could there? Sakura Village has either always been your home or a place you have just recently visited. There are some who have lived here all their lives, hearing the fabled howls of a wolf in the distance when the nights are cold and clear. While others have come here from the city, either to get away from the fast paced life of the urban areas, obtain a new job, or transfer here from their local college. You hear the whispers of the villages speaking of wolves, yet do not know weather to believe them as truth or not. Perhaps you will be someone who finds out the legend behind the wolf children? Or perhaps you will find more then just what lays beyond those mountains. Love and lose are two sides of the same coin and everyone has a story to tell-- will you listen to the villagers warnings? Or will you find the answers yourself?

Only one human male slot left!
Reserve while you can. ❤

[iownfish]

Ｌｅａｇｕｅ ｏｆ Ｌｅｇｅｎｄｓ Ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ

We all know that one lonely lane, those cute little poros and that ever howling wind. We all know the way of our champions, we all know our cause. It's time to tell the champions' story, not the summoners' victory or losses. What do they do in their downtime? Well, let's find out.
Under the mayhem of the howling abyss, past the rolling fog, there is a lake. There is strong magic protecting this lake from anything falling from the ruins of the Howling Abyss. Here, champions from very special games get to relax for a while. They are not all from the winning side, or even the same match, but if the League believed they did an exemplary job, they get up to a month or so off. This makes the champion off limits, and that's when a special robot version of themselves takes over, and they get put on 'free-roll'. No summoner is aware of that, funnily enough. This is the story of what goes on at this lake.

The Howling Abyss - Sᴇᴍɪ ʟɪᴛ

[A*Viola*Named*Steve]

Hello! I've got two new Rps, one about Fullmetal Alchemist, and the other just a fantasy roleplay. ^^

Crash and Burn:

There have been more new military recruits, both State Alchemists and than ever, and some shady things are going on. Alchemists who have turned down the recruiters are disappearing, and the citizens are pointing fingers at the military. Meanwhile, at the bases, the army is in a frenzy, trying to find the missing people and fend off attacks on military personnel that have been growing in altitude. They have also received information from an anonymous source about the human chimeras in lab 5. As the military struggles to overcome these difficulties, the northern troops report suspicious activity from Drachma. The new recruits realize that they have to team up with other alchemists outside the military, citizens, and even some human chimeras to stop the threats before Amestris crashes and burns.

Etched in Stone:

On the morning of your fifth birthday, a stone appears beside your bed. For girls, it's on a choke necklace, and for boys, it's on a fore-arm band. Sometimes, the rest of the family gets a note, telling them what it is, and what you are. For others, there isn't one. That's because one of your parents, or, in very rare cases, one of your siblings, have one too, or, in some almost unheard of cases, one of your parents is a Stone. You're a Guardian of the Stone, or Guardian for short. Your stone is the host for what is usually one of your best friends. You have to be careful, though. The Hunters will stop at nothing to capture you, so knowing and developing your powers will help protect you.




The Hunters are the mortal enemies of The Guardians. They're an organization that's been bent on wiping out the Guardians for centuries. On your thirteenth birthday, you're initiated, and you start with the easy jobs, targeting Guardians that don't know about what they are and trying to get their friends to join. The Hunters that are initiated at thirteen are usually in a Hunter family. At twenty one, you get a genetic enhancement (that doesn't get passed down to your kids) and start capturing the more experienced Guardians and the occasional Stone that has been separated from it's host, sometimes severed by Hunters.




Maybe you're a Stone, a race that has the same colors of hair and eyes as your host-red, green, yellow, blue, or even the almost mythical purple, with almost sheet white skin. You grow up with your Guardian, and you're usually best friends with them, unless you're a rouge, in which case you usually join the Hunters. You can survive without a host, but you have to take many precautions to make sure you're not found by the Hunters. Dying your hair and using colored contacts usually help. Although if you're a blue or green Stone, you don't have to really hide your eyes. Luckily, if you have kids, they don't usually inherit your true eye and/or hair color, though they will have extra blood, since Stones need extra to survive, and they bleed more and longer than usual, so therefore people mistakenly think that they have hemophilia (a genetic disease in which blood doesn't clot) or Coagulopathy (a disease in which blood doesn't clot normally). Stones have a link with their Guardians, and whatever power they have, their Guardians develop.

The types of Stones are:
Purple: The rarest type of Stone, they can make things materialize out of thin air, and have to be most on the look out for Hunters. There have been only a handful in the history of the world. They never become rouges, as they are the most sensitive and kind.

Red: They have an amazing ability in battle, and are the most likely to become rouges, because of their explosive and war-like personality.

Yellow: Yellow Stones are telepathic, and are the least likely of all of the Stones (excepting Purple) to become rouges, although it's not unheard of. They are the most passive.

Green: Green stones are linked with nature. They can make natural things (including humans and animals) grow or wither at will, and can talk to animals. They are the most dangerous if they become rouges, because of their power and how calculating they are.

Blue: They are the wisest. They can control water, and are always calm and collected under great pressure. They, along with Yellows, usually make up the race's government. They know when to say what, and how.


Or maybe you're just a regular human. You have a friend family member (or both) who's a Guardian, or most of your family and friends are Hunters, and you don't agree with what they're doing. Or you're just a bystander who gets caught up in the whirlwind of it all.

[JuneyAmy]

Im looking for a twilight VOLTURI roleplay,I really want to join it, as long I can play Jane. If you're curious how I write, and why I want to play Jane, feel free to ask.
I'm a very , very active player, but maybe my time zone is different.
I would pferfer if someone plays aro or Alec c:

What i can give?:

Im really active
I love playing. jane,and i will be like her as much as i can ( im just a Dakota fanning fan, LOL)
I can write 3/4 lines per charcter
You can ask me any and all questions c:
PS: everything is better then this! XD most of my forms are really long,really discribed etc c:

[makoto niijima]

Click on pic for rp!

~After A Little Fox Was born,His Mother Orphaned him.Big momma Saw Him Knocking Widow tweeds clothes off of the drying area,After She Noticed it,The Little fox was under the Sheet.She Picked him up and smiled