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Walking terror(open)

Posted by: Jester - November 07, 2017, 10:19:05 AM - No Replies

What a new land Jester had come across! Or what he was forced to come across. With his step-brother hot on his tail for revenge for the death of his whore of a mother, Jester was forced to relocate himself to different locations to avoid being killed. No biggie, he was use to this life style and almost had to thank that mutt of a brother of his, frequently changing locations meant he was introduced to more menu items- wolves. He meant wolves. He enjoyed killing his own kind and feasting upon their wretched flesh, ridding the world by the number. Yet he was on no holy mission but to fill his stomach and see the horror written across the faces of his victims families. The pleasure he got form such experiences were almost orgasmic and purely for satisfaction. Indeed this reddish-purple brute was a walking menace, a scourge upon any earth that graced his paws. Now, in these new lands, he could start his reign of destruction once more.

Jester's paws trotted in a neat formation as his form bounced across the reign, his ghostly white eyes scanning the vastness of this land with precision as he walked. His head lowered to the ground, his muscles tensed as his gate slowed, he was surely being followed. He was sure of it! He let out a low, threatening, growl and whipped his head around with a vicious snarl at the intruder. Yet no being was there, not one that the average animal could have seen. His hackles raised and his claws dug into the soft earth in a reluctant retreat. "Filthy being." He spat at no one, his ears perked up to the sky and his tail raised into a dominant stance as he corrected his stance. He snorted lightly and went about his way through this foreign landscape, keeping his graceful trot as his lovely fur waved with every step. He was quite handsome, perhaps there were a couple of brutes here that he could seduce. Or maybe a few dames he could devour. Literally.

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Black Clover

Posted by: Sprider - November 07, 2017, 08:33:47 AM - No Replies

A Forum RP based upon the Manga By Yuuki Tabata and Anime Series by Studio Pierrot

Welcome to the Clover Kingdom, a peaceful and prosperous land under protection of the Order of Magic Knights and all-powerful Magic Emperor. A magical society, all citizens in the land have magical abilities, granted by magical tomes called Grimoires. However, only the strongest among them become Magic Knights, brave and powerful mages who stand as protectors of the people and defenders of the peace!

Begin your adventure and join one of the nine elite squads that make of the Order of Magic Knights! Earn Gold Stars for yourself and your magic squad, ranking up to Grand Magic Knight or earn black stars and become more infamously known... Wield powerful spells and magical items, either bought at the Curio Shop or discovered in a deadly Dungeon!

With a friendly staff and always growing community, we're ready to welcome you to the newest RP based upon the Shonen Jump Manga and Studio Pierrot Anime Series! Come by stop by our discord for a chat too!

We hope to see you in the Clover Kingdom!

Discord | Black Clover RP

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is it really escaping when you can just walk away?

Posted by: Umbra - November 07, 2017, 03:38:57 AM - No Replies

The large beast lay in her pit, her disgusting hole of self loathing. She hated it here. Not because she didn't like the wolves or how the lands had changed.... She actually liked them. She was bored and the Pink Thing had settled in nicely, made friends. Umbra didn't care too much for friendship, let alone all the damn drama that happened here and all the freaks moving in and out. Ya know.... There was an idea. Golden eyes flitted about, scanning the area outside her little pit of a den and slowly the long canine slithered from her hole and began moving, long tail dragging some behind her. She stalked onward, moving in near silence like the shadow she was. Nothing more, just a shadow, just a passing shadow. Just a shadow moving toward the border where she would go wander for a bit, maybe do some soul-searching, find herself. She might come back.... She probably would some day but, as of now, she wanted out. Wanted to see the world, see what had changed. Peace out Gemini, this little shadow is off on an adventure!

(Love you guys! I'll bring her back some day, if not her then I'll for sure bring someone on in. <3!)

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hey there demons, it's me, ya boi

Posted by: Gaven - November 07, 2017, 03:13:45 AM - Replies (4)

A lilting howl crept through the lowlands, battered back by a gentle sea breeze, an eerie but familiar song announcing a return. A million years had passed since Gemini heard his call, for time flowed strangely here, but he persisted. The howl bounced with the rhythm of his step as he continued onward, chasing a slowly falling sun in hopes of finding somewhere safe to sleep before nightfall, and the effort left him breathless. Was anyone left here to remember him? ’I’m home!’

The true border was well behind him, but the rangers would find him quick. The howling was only the loudest sound he made but every step he took was a cacophony of jingling and clanking for the supplies strapped to his person. A dead goose was slung over one shoulder, dinner for later, and an additional smell of fresh blood trailing him where he stepped. The traveler had only become so lackadaisical in his movements when he approached the familiar lowlands while aware of his imprudence. He was prepared to be pounced on.

A wolf would have known what awaited them, but Gaven lacked the senses necessary to know what he walked into. Gemini may have fallen since his disappearance, overrun by the growing menace which was Saboro. Gemini could still stand but with faces that had never seen the Starreaver before. Potentially worse was what form of justice he could face for vanishing without a trace only to reappear alive and well as ever. He had a plan for the latter situation, one which involved a story, and he was prepared to use it. He wanted to avoid the dreaded Pit for a long as possible (worse than whatever Saboro had for him, clearly).

Howls ended abruptly as he grew exhausted from the effort and groaned miserably from the numbness in his legs. He spoke mostly to himself, voice hoarse as rocks, though he supposed the wolves would hear him before either of them saw one another: “I’m severely disappointed in the lack of fanfare. After all I’ve done for you, Gemini! No one has even violently tackled me yet. What sort of welcome home is this?”

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Lost Boy

Posted by: Ori - November 07, 2017, 12:21:38 AM - Replies (4)

Continuation from the old forum

He had run all night, his legs were so tired and his heart felt as it were going to burst form his chest. He had run, he was not sure how far he'd gotten, but he was sure he had gotten far away from Gemini by now. Far enough that no one followed, no one had tried to stop him, no one even called his name as he ran.

But that was ok, he was just Ori, not Tauro, not Kayira, not Akira, not Hyperion, not Chelae, not Deimos... He was just Ori the orphan, and he was ok with that. This was why he knew he had to go find Kariya, because if he was missing, others would look for him, but if Ori was missing- he wasn't as important, they wouldn't send others to find him, which was why he was the one to go find his brother. He was expendable, he was Ori. It didn't bother Ori that he was the least important, he just found himself lucky that he had a family that was great enough to take him in.

So he owed them. All of them. They had taken him in, and accepted him as one of their own. Ori had to find Kariya so they would have their own back with them once more.

He could see the light of dawn peeking up just over the canopy of trees, trees that ranged for miles and miles. He took a moment to stop and take in the morning, the fog hanging just barely between the ground and the canopy of trees. It was almost peaceful, almost. The creaking of trees shifting, and the sounds of other creatures waking form their evening slumber began to send Ori into a slight panic. He remembered the day the bear had almost killed him, almost killed Markus. He remembered that noises can turn into much more than just mere noises. He slunk backwards, under a large oak tree. He should have never stopped running, he should have kept going. Oh he should had never left Gemini, he should have stayed, he was no knight, he was no warrior- he was Ori. And that was explanation enough.

With his back pressed so hard against the tree, almost as if he wanted to become one with it, Ori began to shake, and he closed his eyes.

He was not a knight, or warrior, but, he was the brother of Tauro- who was a warrior, down to his last breath. He was the brother of Hyperion, the blue knight, who was afraid of no one and challenged everything. He was out here to find his brother Kariya, through whatever means, even if it meant confronting a bear, or a cougar, or anything else out here with ill intent on the ghostly boy.

Ever so slowly, he eased off the trunk of the tree, and took a step, followed by another, and another. He could do this- He had to do this. For Deimos- For Chelae- For Corona- For- For all his siblings, but especially...

"F-for Serrate and Hawthorne. A- and T- Tauro..."

He could do this, he had to. For them.

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Gravity Falls(BR)

Posted by: Cider - November 07, 2017, 12:21:06 AM - Replies (1)

Cider,

Now I feel my heart beating
I feel my heart underneath my skin
And I feel my heart beating
Oh, you make me feel
Like I'm alive again

actions - “speech” - thoughts

Sleep was not an easy thing for her since she treated Valefor... The nightmares had been returning and getting worse and worse, especially now that she was sleeping alone again. Fuck. Cider wasn't normally one to take drugs to sleep but, she'd needed them tonight and even so....

She was laying on her side, legs kicking as if she were running, face contorted in a fearful grimace. Running, running, in her nightmare, she was running... She was a child again and on her voyage, out in the neutrals and with Raikov, Manta, and Vashe. Laughing it up with Manta and exploring while Raikov and Vashe kinda did their thing. It was normal and yet.... The shadows came.

Shadow wolves surrounded them, three she could remember clear as day. It was hard to forget Ezekiel's face, he was with them in Tortuga for so long. Valefor was there and of course the Green-eyed Devil, Grendel. Not that she knew his name but, he was there and she was scared. Cider ran and ran, through the trees and as fast as she could.

The monsters were after her and the others but, it was odd. As she ran she was growing up, Manta vanished from the path, Raikov pulled way ahead and out of danger, Vashe was still ahead of her and safer but, he seemed to keep himself from safety. It was her fault.... Soon enough, Vashe was way ahead and she was left on her own running from the monster of a wolf.

Soon the fires kicked in and still, she was being chased, through the flame and destruction of her home until she was on the edge of the verge. She was cornered and with no way to escape. The Green-eyed Devil lunged with a mighty leap, jaws closing in around her throat and that's when she woke up to the sound of her own scream.

Cider lay there, eyes wide, jaws parted, chest heaving. What if that monster came for Valefor? What if they couldn't fight off the demon? What if when they did come, what if they finally ended up stealing her away....? She was on her paws and pacing about the large cave she called her den, muttering to herself and just really freaking out. Had she woken anyone up? Oh gods, what if someone thought something bad had happened...?

Basil.

She needed basil. Needed to calm the fuck down. There were no monsters lurking in the shadows. There was nothing out to get her. Out to get them. No monsters, only the paranoia of a scared little girl who had been asleep for a long, long time. Cider walked out into the garden and swiftly sniffed out her plant, her much needed basil and she plucked quite a few leaves and began to slowly chew on them. They tasted like shit at first but, soon she began getting used to it, used to the bitter taste.

She plucked more leaves and then began walking. She had no idea where she was going, she was only moving, walking, needed to get out, get away, find something to help her relax.... Find someone... Maybe.... Why was she even alone? What had she done wrong? Why did Koma vanish? Manta? Was she not good enough to be with someone? Was it because she so often threw herself into her work and didn't socialize like most others?

A drink.

That would help.... Right....?

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight......?

Cider continued on her walk, heaving out to the Blind Watchman, maybe there would be someone slumming around the bar this late. There usually was. She made her way toward the direction of the bar, jumping at every little sound, her blue gaze still holding a bit of fear, it was strange for some to see her like this, worrying for others who had been around to see her at her worst, still some might find this spooked side amusing at least for a short while.

Cider finally made it to the tavern and wasted no time in helping herself to a good strong drink, gulping down the toxic liquid greedily. She came up for air so to say, licking her lips, looking around the tavern. Huh.... Quiet night. Cider moved to one of the fur lounging rugs and settled down, letting out a soft sigh. She was ok, everything was going to be ok... Right...? It was just a nightmare... It was just a bad dream.

She wanted a hug....
She wanted comfort.
She didn't want to be alone.
She wanted someone to be there for her, with her, to share her love of plants and crafting with them.
She kinda sorta wanted to see Veruah.

ooc: Not sure who you want to have pop in but, here we go~! Also I know Gren's eyes are blue but, for some reason Cider remembers them having been green. *Shrugs* Maybe the fire made'em look green. Hehe.

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Gilded [Ame]

Posted by: Genim - November 06, 2017, 06:11:23 PM - No Replies

There was a place that from time to time the youth found himself passing by on his way elsewhere, and though curiosity struck him every time he'd yet to make time to explore there. Well, until this lazy afternoon that is. After doing a whole lot nothing except splashing a few streaks of dirt on himself (coloring yourself was so cool, okay, like the coolest) Genim was more than ready to go do something with himself and it was right there...So through a break in the mossy walls Genim would not so stealthily sneak with ideas of shiny (and not so shiny!) treasure in his mind. Sure his collection was small, for now at least, and obviously the only way to make it bigger was to, well, find new things! And who knew, maybe whoever or whatever built the castle had stashed some awesome stuff in it that hadn't been taken yet and he could find it.

How cool would that be?!

First things first though, and with only a short glance around as though to see if he were being followed (siblings man...) the boy would head through one of the empty doorways and farther inside the structure mumbling a bit to himself as he went. Maybe this wasn't his brightest move, but he was committed to his treasure hunt now no matter what might be lurking under all the dust or behind the vines growing around him. Besides it was probably completely safe...most likely. It's not like there wouldn't be guards or, or, other things to keep him out if it wasn't after all. So with that in mind the youngster would continue on his great journey, all the while poking his nose into random crevices as he went. And maybe sneezing a bit when he got into particularly dirty areas.

So far, however, his exploring seemed fruitless and after a while longer of trying to find anything at all worth adding to his collection Nim would flop to the ground with a dramatic huff and rather dejectedly try to tell himself that, "Maybe it really is all gone." Because he wasn't even all that picky and still had nothing at all to show for his work.

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Instincts Affiliate Request

Posted by: Brave - November 06, 2017, 04:19:06 PM - Replies (1)

Forum Name and Link: Instincts http://k9instincts.boards.net/
Type of RPG: Canidae RPG
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How Many Active Members Do You Have?: 5 daily visitors, but we've still got a lot of active members
Is Our Button Visible? Where is it located?: Yes, beneath our forum and can be seen in every board and page.

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Instincts // A Unique Canidae Roleplay

Posted by: Brave - November 06, 2017, 04:14:40 PM - No Replies

Instincts

Instincts is a unique play by post canidae role play with the opportunity to play other species on our site as well.

"With the Earth more beautiful, the land more fruitful, and the natural order of things beginning to become established; the canines began their reign of the world. Small groups began to become established, consisting of any canines willing to tolerate the company. Territories began to become established which also meant rivalries, disputes, and war began to rear their ugly heads.

Currently, the year is 1656. The beginning stages of war are affecting the creatures here, but they are ignorant to who the real enemy truly is. Are you willing to stick around long enough to find out?"
- Blurb from our plot

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bitch? babe? barnacle boy? they'll never know. (oleander)

Posted by: Leviathan - November 06, 2017, 02:56:52 AM - No Replies

Baby deer were not so clever, and not so fast when separated from their mothers and their herd. It was Leviathan's lucky day, it seemed, as he dragged the dead thing closer to home to dig into. Maybe on his own, maybe to share with whatever oh so important family member was around. He flopped it down near the steps of the old crumbling building, licking his teeth only half lean of blood and flopping down. With no one around so far, he let himself dig in, only getting through one and a half mouthfuls before he spotted a figure sulking around at the corner of his eye.

When he turned his head, he recognized it as is half brother, one he had no seem around so much, but figured was quite similar in temperament to his sisters. He seemed a little mellowed out, though. Maybe sad? Troubled, would be the best word, beat down. Despite not always understanding the feeling, Leviathan knew what to look out for. It made a clicking noise as he licked more blood off, to get Oleander's attention.

"Why the long face?" the phrase seemed foreign on his lips, just like the struggling smile. "Someone grounded you, baby brother? Is that enough to make you look so defeated?" he teased, trying to ease some sort of explanation or reaction out of the other black and white boy. After a moment of contemplation, no matter what the other's reaction was to his teasing, he motioned to the little dead deer.

"Hungry? Come here, I'll share. Maybe I'll tell you a secret. Maybe as a trade for one of your's. Does that sound fair?" His voice was even, if not a little curious, but with no ill intent or motif. If anything, Leviathan was offering an ear to the other's troubles, if only for a short amount of time. If Oleander was to agree, leviathan would motion him to go on, dark, wide open eyes staring at his little brother intently.

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