Roleplays featuring animals or non-human fantasy creatures which are based on a book/movie/tv show (e.g. Warrior Cats, My Little Pony, Pokemon)
by PurpleMonkey » Wed Nov 03, 2010 10:59 pm
(( will not be on today later so I just would like to say that Maize kinda likes Blade and that she wouldnt care what her rank was. Red you can play her if you want.))
Maize sat trying to figure out why people would want to look at them.
Я влюблена в Алекса. Должне я ему скажу?
I am Russia. Come join mother Russia, da? kol kol kol kol kol:D



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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Thu Nov 04, 2010 2:08 am
Diamond walked over to them "Are you scared to try escaping? If yes, then I'm off." she bared her teeth with a smirk. Dark walked highly beside her "Yeah, I'm with her.." then they ran off.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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by FooSmoothie » Thu Nov 04, 2010 8:22 am
Blade- He raised his tail, "If you die.." he said in a small but strong and clear voice, 'It wasn't our fault...' he thought. Then he smiled, seeing some join in.
Amber- She looked at Jay. "Come on Jay..." she said in a small voice. "Lets stay.... who knows? We might meet a pack, or make one!".
(Just to be sure, Dark claws may depart and be loners, and a new pack will be in the wildlife park)
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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Thu Nov 04, 2010 8:25 am
Diamond and Dark reached the fence and from both sides the dogs showed up. Dark took the first, while Diamond tackled the second. After their bloody battle, they managed to jump over the fence and looked back "We did it!" Diamond howled. Dark wagged his tail and howled with her to announce them that they made it.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Nov 05, 2010 12:52 am
(( 'Scuse me? Any premission to trap my charries?! ))
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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