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Anyone there willing to write a seven-pages 1x1 fic with me, about Marceline and Bubblegum/Bubbline, from Adventure Time?
I expect from you a chunky, full paragraph at the least.
I also inform I have the right to say no to you u_u
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xxxx.
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xdes xx.

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[wolfsong-mapleflame]

are you a warrior cat fan???

if you are a warriors fan, then I have just the thing for you!!!

Shadowclan.

it has been 15 moons since shadowstar has died, and it is leaf-bare. shadowclan had just finished repairing the camp. this supports all literate skills, and you can post 200 sentences or only 1!!! please join, we have only just started and we have about one page of roleplays.

LINK! (shadowclan)

what? you don't like warrior cats? what about dragons?
dragon cave!!!! we have been through 110 pages, but we have reached the point where we need new members! we have fought with wraiths, who stole a character, asha. then we fought with humans, and now, we are going off to save asha, but we need more people! please join:
LINK

[-Gavin.Reed-]

New York. The Big Apple. This city is known by many names, and known all over the world. Many flock to it for vacations, or on big holidays to enjoy the festivities. Those that live here know it like the back of their hand, and can navigate through the bustling streets with ease. However, this is only the above-ground world.

Below the busy streets lurk an entirely different world. Yes, there are sewers filled with garbage and refuse, but there are also living organisms. I know what you're thinking- cockroaches and rats. Well, you're partially right. Underneath New York lives a very strange family of mutants. Hamato Splinter, an aged humanoid rat, resides there with his four sons. Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo, all giant talking turtles. They were previously pets, but an encounter with an unknown mutagen changed their lives forever.

While they do live underground, they have ventured out topside before. This only leads to trouble, but in doing so, they have managed to protect the humans. They have managed to stave off an alien invasion and have beaten the Shredder back countless times. However, when tragedy strikes, what will happen to the Turtles?

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The basic plot for this RP is that the family has to deal with the loss of Splinter. The plot will begin slightly before that happens, and I will play Splinter for the short duration he is there. Afterwards, the group has to live on without their master. Basically, anything goes- aliens, monsters, alternate dimensions.

Link
No others yet!

[WolfStory23]

"Welcome to Heartclan." A White she cat with blue eyes said to you. "My name is Wolfstar." You look at the she cat bowing before you in greeting. "I am..." you give you name and the she cat lays her tail on your shoulder. "You will make a fine warrior and clan mate. Will you join me?" You say yes and she leads you to your new home. Years have passed and you have had a wonderful experience with Heartclan, you have learned how to fight multiple cats and hunt for the entire clan. You have learned the true meaning of being a warrior and caring for others besides yourself and about the warrior code but all is not well inside the Forest. Deception and Betrayal is everywhere, cats turning on cats, warriors going rouge and the animals all around are acting weird. Wolfstar looks at you with a pleading look in her eye as a strange, black cat with red eyes is beside her. In a blink of an eye Wolfstar is missing and you are left with the black cat. "I am Darkspirit," the tom said. "You and all your clan mates will fall under my warriors!" The tom laughed. "Now with your leader gone no one will stop us!" The tom disappeared before you could launch an attack on him. What will you do? Will you have the heart of a pure warrior and save the clan and leader who warmingly welcomed you into the clan? Or will you tuck tail and run leaving the forest and your home to the Darkclan cats? Your story starts here.

Heart Of A Warrior (NEW RP)

[Kankri Vantas]

The Hetalia Games

Well this is about all the countries getting chosen for the Hunger Games, who will have an alliance, who will die? (2p is allowed)

♣Hetalia in Wondeland♣

Well the title says it all all the Hetalia characters as people from wonderland or just them selves I'm taking reserves, many spots are opened O.c's are accepted and so are 2p's

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GreenClan and a group of rogues who constantly pester them are driven
out of the forest and into the city, where the strays that already live there pretty
much declare war to drive them back out. GreenClan is split in two, and the four groups
battle to become the street lords of the city. Drama ensues. Click the irritated cat
above to visit the thread; semi-lit players only.

[Keriae]

fall of the clans; [pm forms, rp samples & reservations]
We need males!

terror and pain was sweeping through the felines as they fled. no prophecy, no warning. it seemed that not even their ancestors knew of the terror and danger the clans had to face. the lakeside territory was becoming more hostile with each time the sun rose, two legs had begun to enter their territory but they didn't destroy the area like they did in the forest, instead they used the cats territory as a sanctuary for other creatures that were lethal to them. with the twolegs came dogs, badgers, beavers and birds of prey came harder hunting, and the risk of being savaged when out trying to find the scarce amount of prey. the hunters became the hunted.

first alliance formed was thunderclan and shadowclan, shadowclan's territory had become a place crawling with dogs and badgers so they joined together for protection and not to launch an attack. then windclan joined riverclan for the same reason as the thunderclan shadowclan alliance, to protect cat's lives. it was the gathering a few nights later that changed everything. each clan cat that had survived the hunger and the attacks came to the gathering, feeble elders to newborn kits and even pregnant queens that barely made it across the tree bridge. even the traditional places to sit were forgotten as the warriors, deputies and apprentices sat around the weaker cats in their natural desire to protect.

leaders didn't give reports about how bad they were being affected, it was as if every cat knew despite the face they are from different clans. what were they going to do was the only thing that interested them and as the leaders weighed the options beavers attacked as they had claimed the lake and this included the island. the battle was quick and deadly and that was when it was decided the lake was no longer a haven to them. finding a new home was the only way to find safety.

and now here we are, a massive group of cats padding growing weaker. we left through windclans territory, despite the risks of birds of prey it was the safest route as the hawks would only attack the kits and we outnumbered them greatly and now we don't even know if we will survive.

[Connor.Deviant]

Okay welcome to kingdom hearts role play! Most role plays are generally specified on certain games or generation well mine is a mix of everything! There are all characters included into this! I will play as Axel and Ventus! All characters exist in this rp! I also have a new organization charrie that is number XIII her name is Zenor! This rp comes with recaps at the bottom so your not lost! Oh another thing you can use one of your charries as a couple from your own charries I'm fine with that!

Plot: Heartless are back the strongest they have ever been! One person has the keyblade it's Zenor! But those who already wield keyblades have to earn them back not from Zenor but from Xemnas! If you do not earn your keyblade back then you fade into the shadows and become a nobody forever! Now if you want to be a nobody forever that's just fine with Xemnas. I will list off the orginization numbers you can sign up for one if you want as well as reserve charries! OH and you also need a form! you can make your own! but if you dont want to then use mine! You can chose to be semi-literate if you want

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VIII Taken!
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XII:
XIII taken!
might make a XIV and XV

My charries!
Zenor
Axel
Ventas

Pic:
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Crushes!
Zenor>>>>>?
Ventus>>>>Aqua

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=1878925

[{Lullaby}]

The Haldred Pack was once a very large and powerful pack. Duncan is the alpha of the pack, but he is cruel and corrupt. Other wolves in the pack are either malevolent like him or are too afraid to leave. A few months ago, Duncan ordered his beta, Wren, to gather a group of wolves for a border patrol. Two hours later, one of the wolves from the patrol, Fiasha, returned badly injured. Fiasha told Duncan that the patrol lost a fight against a bear. She reported that the rest of the patrol died or were too injured to return.

In reality, Wren and the rest of the patrol were wolves that wanted to escape the chaos that Duncan inflicted on the pack. They left the territory, claiming the eastern side of the forest as their own and calling themselves the Zerrin Pack. One day, they plan to destroy Duncan and any other vicious wolves in the Haldred Pack. Fiasha is actually a spy for the Zerrin Pack. She claims she is going on a hunt, but in reality, she leaves to tell Wren news of the Haldred Pack. The Zerrin Pack may be small, but Duncan doesn't know they exist. Duncan believes the wolves from the patrol are dead. The wolves from the Zerrin Pack are also clever, loyal to each other, and fight for justice. However, the Haldred Pack has many members, strong wolves, and no morals to live by. Nobody knows how the final battle will end, but it will be bloody and few wolves will survive.

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[Resin]

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The History

Disease ravaged the world and the humans that ruled it have ceased to be. In an instant our former keepers fell to the ground, grasped at their throats, then breathed their last. It seemed a triumph, but what would become of us?

With their deaths we became the rulers: the biggest, the smartest, the most brutal. Many of us did not make it, but those that did left their barred prisons behind. As we wandered the barren, dust covered city streets, our minds began to change. In months we were no longer mindless beasts. Within our minds rested advanced intelligence.

We began to think and feel. We developed a plethora of emotions and thoughts. It was as if the humans, in their deaths, had left their knowledge to us. They had given us their longevity as well, for our lifespans increased. Those of us that had felt their age before now felt like young cubs.

A council was called between those of us that remained. Leaders were appointed and a hierarchy was established. Rules were made and boundaries were set. We could kill, but never each other. The ungulates that lived would be our source of food. They roamed the city and the surrounding forests in abundance. On occasion we would find one of the few remaining humans. They were now the endangered species and seeing them was thought to bring good luck. We also chose a new name for ourselves. We were no longer animals. We agreed to call ourselves The wise.

With our new found intelligence came new abilities. We were able to speak and read. Those of us with the digits for it, mainly apes, were able to write. We began making homes for ourselves in places formerly run by humans. Also in our new found comprehension we began to develop feeling for one another based on personality; not species. Many couples of different species now existed among us and it was well accepted.

The rulers of The Wise, a massive Golden Liger named Tenzin , and a smokey grey wolf named Resin, made their home in the grand library, spending their time poring over books and papers, taking advantage of the gift that they were given. Others took up dwelling wherever they felt most comfortable.

Recently, more and more humans have been spotted. Soon after, one of our kind was found dead; humans standing around the murdered leopardess with spears in hand. They were chased off, but fear surfaced inside of us. Mind you, not all humans are bad. Our ability to speak has brought with it the ability to communicate and reason with them. Alas... there are bad eggs in every species. Would the humans try to retake the city that nature had given to us? If so, we refuse to go without a fight.

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Bangarang.