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When the world becomes a fantasy and you're more than you could ever be

Posted by: Iorek - June 09, 2019, 01:58:55 PM - No Replies

The moment you arrived
they built you up
The sun was in your eyes
You couldn't believe it
Riches all around, you're walking
Stars are on the ground
You start to believe it
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do

      Iorek wasn't one to enjoy the rain despite his tiger heritage. Even though his coat to some degree resisted water, he would rather be anywhere else than in pouring rain. Okay, maybe it wasn't pouring, more of like a drizzle but regardless. The hybrid would not get wet unless he absolutely had to. He did not have to get wet right not and had a perfectly nice cave to keep himself, his companions, and his belongings dry.

      The dark-furred male managed to find a nice den hidden away from others. It was in one of the first mountains in view of the highlands but the entrance to the den was hidden by coverings of moss, ivy, and lichen. There was a skylight that allowed the beast to see fairly well in the darkness of the cave and years of rainfall had carved out a place for the rain to collect. The first part of the cave was large enough for the beast to call comfortable but not large enough to make it feel empty. He no longer felt like he needed to hide everything in his bag and he was able to lay his collection out, but not in what he could call "the open".

      A second smaller part was where the brindled beast stored all of his treasures, separated from the main cave by stalagmites and stalactites with moss and lichens hanging off. There was an opening that allowed the beast to enter and a small amount of light was allowed in, the perfect amount for a creature like the feline to see in perfect clarity.

      In the main part of the cave, there was what could be described as a large shelf where the hybrid beast made his sleeping area with some pelts lining it. There wasn't much in the first part of the cave to be perfectly honest but the feline had moved in not too long ago.

      The birds found their own sort of home in the stalagmites and stalactites thats imperfections made them perfect for nests.

      Despite the carmine-eyed creature not wanting to leave his shelter, there was a gnawing at his stomach that did not want to be ignored. The birds were also hungry which led to them not using words but landing on his head as he gazed outside. Hermes even pecked at his ear, a movement that read easily enough.

      "Okay," the scarlet-eyed scavenger sighed almost resigned as he pulled off all but the dragon pendant and padded out in the rain. At least in the pitter-patter of the rain it would be easier to hunt. He looked at the birds if saying, 'You better help me on this hunt' as he padded out of his cave, making sure that no one saw him leave.

      The red-eyed Recruit headed further along the mountain area looking for his preferred prey, goats. The pair of avians took off from his back and he slowed down, knowing that the birds would help to guide him to a kill.

Nights at the chateau
Trapped in your sunset bungalow
You couldn't escape it, yeah
Drink of paradise
They told you "Put your blood on ice
You're not gonna make it"
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do

OOC:
Hunt with Iorek!

Table by Silverfrost9

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wtf is a staircase ((Akira))

Posted by: Deirdre - June 05, 2019, 05:13:31 PM - No Replies

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This Gemini had been an odd territory, lands so wildly different than anywhere settled before. Stones that were placed with purpose atop one another, to stretch a structure never before seen. Partly fallen to pieces, yet sections of Gemini made additions. She was weary of these structures, uncertain of them them. They're require a closer inspection.

Today, was meant for herself. To explore this new home, to learn what she could and get some bearings. Lifting her head from her feet, to rise her rear into the air and stretch like a bowed cat. Shaking herself out as Deirdre move swiftly forward into a walk. A strong wind blowing her sideways slightly.

Eyes watered as her head turned into the wind, beginning to follow and pick her way toward a cliffside. Though the terrain was brutal, and she found herself curiously staring as stones leading downward... Purposely placed? Again? Cautiously moving downward along the slick steps, wet from mist and afternoon rains.

As the beach below came closer into sights, Deirdre's eyes widened at the sight. The sand... was black. She stood all four feet on the last stone step, leaning forward the sniff the black sand below her. Before carefully placing a foot down, lifting it back up to look at the bottom of her toes, then moving forward leaving a neat trail behind her.

Toward the Ocean, as the sun began to go down. Little did she know the water would begin to glow in only a short half hour. Her world felt weird, and her head went upward to the sky to watch and reflect.

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PokeOmni - Play Pokemon Your Way

Posted by: PO Staff - June 04, 2019, 04:59:00 PM - No Replies

	Tell the Story you've always wanted to! Rules \| Character Creation \| Recent Threads
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Something Wicked This Way Comes [Ashtaroth]

Posted by: Macbeth - June 02, 2019, 11:18:33 PM - Replies (2)

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Smoke stings. Fire licking-- trees crack in their own weight, hollowed by the flame. Combustion. Explosive.

Crack. Vertebrae visible through his back, like the bone in mouth: teeth. A growl, background to the crackling fire.

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Weary Shadow [Akki]

Posted by: Amalthea. - June 02, 2019, 05:58:39 PM - No Replies

Every step, no, each and every movement even spoke of one who'd taken on so much that their very bones ached under the weight of it and yet the creature housing them should be all outside appearances carry few, if any, worries at all. Amalthea knew the strange weight she carried was likely not normal, and yet it remained and seemed only to grow day by day as did disappointment. How she wished she were like all the many (many) others, and yet here she was simply watching days float by as she wandered from place to place as though that would solve everything. Perhaps she should do like others likely had and go out into the world to make a name for herself, and yet somehow that just didn't feel right; this was her home and she would never leave for long enough to do something like that.

(When was the last time she'd spoke to a litter mate anyway she would wonder with tilted head and bashful expression. Too long for sure.)

Instead of going out and doing anything super productive, however, the girl was instead simply making her way to a nice resting place for a while to regroup. Each footfall was heavy and her head kept ducked low almost as though she were trying to hide within her own fur (where ever did that ridiculously outgoing child go to? Amalthea wished she could find herself again...). A short shake of her head to clear the thoughts would follow as she paused against the mountainside, the anticipated pools in her sights but they were not abandoned as she'd hoped. Just her luck.

"Uhm, hello," she would speak perhaps softer than necessary upon her approach, "would you mind if I hung out around here too?" Of course she could leave, would if requested, but maybe Amalthea could use this time to make some kind of connection no matter how brief. Gotta start the bettering process somehow after all.

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[acceptence]

Posted by: Eveninglight - May 31, 2019, 07:17:34 PM - Replies (2)

[font=.SF UI Text][font=.SFUIText]Lilac padded slowly along the faint whisper of a path that wound through the forest. Her ears flicked uneasily and her green gaze flicked from tree to tree. The soft breath of a passing breeze trickled between the thick trunks of the trees and brushed against Lilac's thick brown coat. Lilac flicked her tail then froze. One paw hung suspended over the clover dusted grass. After many days of wandering. Lilac was here. At the border of the Inaria pack. Lilac took a hesitant step forward, ears pinned back. Worries assailed her. [/font][font=.SFUIText-Italic]Would they reject her as so many others had? What if she didn't belong? Where would she go if they refused her?[/font][font=.SFUIText] Lilac pushed that train of thought from her mind. [/font][font=.SFUIText-Italic]It won't change anything to worry about it...[/font][font=.SFUIText] Lilac sat, curled her tail tight around her paws, and waited.[/font][/font]

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Terrea: a role play site, pet site, breeding game and more!

Posted by: Ichor - May 25, 2019, 06:02:28 PM - No Replies

Terrea is a mix between a role play site, a pet site, a breeding game and a semi-open species. :3

On our site, you'll raise, play as, upgrade, and shape a mochi-like blobling into any creature your heart desires! Do you want to play a talking flower with a mischievous side? We support you. Do you want to play a wolf with a lion's mane? Cool. We can help you. Do you want to play a base blobling, but with a tuft of hair and stars all over its skin? Hell yeah.

Once you're happy with your blobling, you can start breeding it with other people's creatures to form strange and exciting hybrids.

Play through the rise of a new world after an apocalyptic-level event has forced a reset. Build the world from the ground up and engage in a rules-light role play that encourages creativity over crunch. Help decide what sorts of plants and animals will populate the planet. Worship the God of Death!

If this sounds interesting to you, we'd love to have you!

These are just some of the creatures that are possible in the world of Terrea.

As you can see, just as long as it’s not too inappropriate, anything goes!

Come visit us!

Testimonials:

"These are your cute little bloblings! Make whatever you want! Worship the god of Death! Breed with your blood!" - Saerfall.

“Definitely looking forward to getting in on this, I'll finally have somewhere I can build and RP my misunderstood tentebeast without it clashing with the world-build!” - CosmicDragon.

“i want to buy a neck” - Krepta.

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JACFC: Your favorite character is dead

Posted by: JACFC Staff - May 24, 2019, 02:19:36 PM - No Replies

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Imagine we are higher than the sparrows. Casually we're breathing with the pharaohs.

Posted by: Iorek - May 19, 2019, 09:19:43 PM - No Replies

      Iorek decided to switch gears today and do something with the things he collected. They weren't worth much if they weren't put to use and he had accumulated a lot of new materials to make jewelry out of. While he wasn't as dexterous as some, he was precise and had the aid of two friends with beaks.

      The space in front of the hybrid beast was organized with pieces of string, leather cord formed from animal hide, and woven cord laid neatly on the left and of different lengths; a pile of small bones both broken and intact, skulls, and teeth; pieces of metal that he had scavenged, some of which from jewelry that had fallen apart that were neatly arranged in rows; stone and wooden shaped by human hands in its own pile; gemstones, sea glass, and the shiny rocks he found earlier neatly arranged by color; and a small pile of other objects that didn't quite fit into the categories. A large piece of worn leather served as his work station.

      Brynn held up a piece of leather cord for a bracelet and the scarlet-eyed scavenger nodded. The crow always had an eye for design and colors. So did Hermes but his choices could be described as either sophisticated or just bland. The birds also possessed the ability to thread string through holes which was something that did not come easily to the beast.

      "Perhaps blues and greens?" the brindled feline suggested and Brynn nodded.

      'Would look pretty,' the crow agreed. The red-eyed Recruit began to select pieces of sea glass and beads to use and arranged them in a pattern for the corvid to thread. Meanwhile, the magpie began to arrange his own selection for a necklace of fangs from larger rodents and a songbird skull with black stones between each bone. He began threading it on his own. When the pattern was set for the bracelet, the feline began working on a necklace of his own design of the moon-like stone, black beads, and a golden pendant he scavenged.

OOC:
Birds talk in bird. Iorek is somewhere in the Grasping Wood.

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Sweet dreams are made of this

Posted by: Iorek - May 18, 2019, 07:26:00 PM - Replies (1)

I don't trust anything
Or anyone, below the Sun
And I don't feel anything at all
I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds

      The forest was shrouded in shadows that masked the movements of a dark-furred beast. He was moving away from the river at a steady pace. He moved with feline grace that made his seem like a shadow in the forest or a ghost. He wore little in adornments, only the necklace around his neck and a handful of trinkets in his mane. A magpie and a crow perched on his shoulders and in his teeth was a bag made of rabbit skin.

      Iorek wanted to get back to his temporary home as quickly as possible. He had precious cargo in the bag he was carrying, worth as much as silver or gold in his eyes. He would feel much better when his discovery was hidden away from others. He knew that within Gemini, he didn't have to fear thieves since it seemed like everyone meant well. But he would rather be safe than stolen from.

      The hybrid beast found a collection of beautiful stones, iridescent white that sparkled in the light. The stones were smoothed down like the stones in the rivers he found them in. He couldn't have asked for anything more perfect than that. The possibilities were endless with the stones he now possessed. The jewelry wouldn't be easy to make since the stones were smooth but they looked prettier that way so he would have to figure out how to make the jewelry without anything to easily tie to.

      The scarlet-eyed scavenger's pace slowed as he arrived at his destination. A large tree, one that didn't look too different from its brethren, covered with moss and ivy stood tall. The beast moved aside a curtain of plant life at the base of the tree to reveal a hollow in the roots. The light that was allowed in glinted off of the shiny objects within. The beast placed the rabbit skin bag in the hollow and covered it. Brynn hopped off and into the nest she made on one of the branches.

      The brindled beast turned away from the tree and headed back towards the river once again. Perhaps he could find more.

OOC:
I have no idea where I was going with this. Takes place in the Grasping Wood! For Caronel!

Lion Image from Pixabay | Texture by SisstreDaethe@DA | Table by Silverfrost

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