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Darkness Within (A Dark themed rp)

I am having so much trouble finding a suitable monster/creature for my character >_< I was wanting to find something along the lines of demon-like and wolf-like but I didn't want to go all full blown werewolf because my character relies on stealth, intimidation, and speed, not strength and brute force. I can't find aaannyyyttthhiiinnnggg, this is what I get for being picky I guess lmao xD

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I am totally interested in this, its a really cool concept. My character is probably gonna go insane the fastest xD lol being crazy and feral is so much fun.

Another Space roleplay

I frikkin love it, it almost reminds me of Fallout or Skyrim but in space xD I'd go for Bountyhunter or Prisoner, I like the bad types lol, but I'm not sure which one would suit me best. Most of my characters I've had usually look and act like they are trustworthy but in the end just want everything to crash and burn lol yay for violence

Transylvania High: Mythology vs Twilight

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Transylvania High: Mythology vs Twilight

Let's face it, eversince Twilight came out there's been a constant 'war' between those that believe in the mythological side and those that believe, well, the Twilight side. The mythological side agrees with the usual vampire and werewolf things we likely grew up on, the fact that vampires die in sunlight, the fact that a werewolf can be killed with only silver, that vampires are cunning and likely evil, and that werewolves change under the full moon and can't control their animalistic urges. The Twilight side, however, sticks to what the movie Twilight has showed them, that vampires sparkle in the sunlight, that werewolves change willingly from a man to a large wolf, that vampires produce venom that can either change or kill their victim, and that the werewolves are almost always shirtless. There's lots and lots of details that comes with each side, those were just the ones that most have come to know. In Transylvania High, these two groups are placed in the school, no 'humans' are allowed. The only 'off' or 'odd' groups are the Demons, and the Angels. The Demons don't really care about the conflict, they just want it all to end in a bloody mess. The Angels don't mind the conflict, but they just want everyone to get along.

Basically, two fandoms are placed in a highschool specifically designed for them. No they are not REAL vamps, werewolves, demons, and angels, they're all basically being their 'roleplay vamp/were/demon/angel' character.

--Traits--

Twilight Vamp: Sparkly makeup and pale makeup to mask their 'human' color, given names like Vampir or Bloodrayne, hottopic attire, color highlights in hair like red or green, plastic fangs, drinks clamato juice or something red to give off the imression of blood, only lets a human join if they're 'cool', doesn't mind the sun, listens to pop music.

Twilight Were: Tan, shirtless when outside, often talks about their transformations, never leaves the 'pack', conflicts with the vamps even if they're Twilight vamps, often leaves to run into the woods with their pack in the middle of a conversation or just when they feel like it, sometimes wears fake wolf ears and tail.

Mytho Vamp: Black/dark makeup and light pale makeup to enhance their already pale as death skin, often given names like Constanta or Vlad, often wears black victorian-esque attire, often has natural colored hair varying from black to red or even white, occationally has a red highlight or two in their hair, permanent fangs from being modded by their dentist, sometimes drinks something red to give off the impression of blood or has someone they can cut with a lancet to drink from, can easily manipulate someone into joining if they see them as worthy enough, hates the sun with a passion, music taste varies.

Mytho Were: Occational black makeup, occationally talks about their 'astral' transformations, sometimes grows nails out and points them to give the imression of claws, appreciates the moon, can split up from the 'pack' if they want, doesn't always travel in 'packs' or just wont have one, teeth are modded into permanent upper and lower fangs by dentist to give off the wolf-like appearence, occationally wears yellow or green contacts, doesn't wear fake ears or tail.

Demon: Often wears black makeup and sometimes wears pale foundation to enhance their pale as death skin, often wears black clothing adorned with spikes, studs, or chains, hair mainly varies from black to red, teeth are occationally permanetnly modded by dentist, is easily angered, takes joy in manipulating others to make their victim's life a living hell, some hate the sun, often listens to music like Slip Knot or something similar, often is highly homicidal.

Angel: Light colored/pastel makeup, hair varies from brown to bleach blonde or possibly white, often is dressed in pastel or light colors, often kind hearted and nice, takes a strong liking towards peace and innocent things, loves the sun or anything related to life-giving, listens to peaceful instrumental music or just peaceful music in general, often takes a liking towards books or nature.

These are just traits that are often seen or are sometimes prominent, but don't necessarily define or HAVE to apply.

This Rp is just going to be something to kinda goof off with, there's nothing totally serious going on. I based this off of the South Park episode "The Ungroundable". It was hilarious and kinda cute so why not do it and take it to a more exaggerated level. Of course, this is gonna have some drama in it, I mean come on, its a little war that's literally been going on eversince Twilight came out and its so stupid that its just hilarious.

Basically the types in a nut-shell are:

Twilight Vamp: Just that, sparkly twilight fan vamp.

Twilight Were: Again just that, shirtless twilight fan shapeshifter werewolf.

Mytho Vamp: Vampire life-styler that bases the vampire culture on real mythology.

Mytho Were: Again, Werewolf life-styler that bases the werewolf culture on real mythology.

Demon: Demon life-styler that wants everyone to shut the everloving fuck up before they start doing something about it.

Angel: Angel life-styler that wants everyone to be at peace and stop fighting before something bad happens.

---Character Sheet---

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Name:
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Age:
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Gender:
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Bio:
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My Character



Name: Jeebis Tactrem
Real Name: Jackie Lecter
Age: 190,000
Real Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Demon
Personality: Jeebis can handle only so much stupid at one time, meaning, if a Twilight vamp or were starts spewing nonsense about 'how dark their souls are' she's gonna give them a piece of her mind, and possibly shove her 5 inch thick boot up their ass. Jeebis is highly violent and homicidal, don't mistake her silence for calmness, no one plans a murder outloud.
Bio: The reason why Jeebis is 19 and still in highschool is because her previous highschool cheated her out of a proper graduation. She was told that if she would take summer school, she'd pass. Well, they left out one tiny detail, ok well, A LOT of tiny details. Such as, she wouldn't get to go on the Senior Trip, she wouldn't get to go to the Project Graduation Trip, oh and she wouldn't get to walk with her class to recieve her diploma. They were just gonna hand her the diploma after summer school and say "Okay thanks bye!" Well, that didn't fly for her. After thinking on it for a while, she decided to take another year, it was for the best, and luckily she had moved and her parents sent her off to Transylvania High to complete her last year.
Misc: Jeebis is a very vivid dreamer, in response to her vivid dreams she has had her canines modded into wolf-like teeth and she has trained herself to run on all fours, the reason why she doesn't classify herself as a Werewolf is because she never 'transforms' in the astral plane. Often when she runs in the astral plane it is on all fours, but she never changes shape. Plus when she gets angry or upset, her back and skull begin to feel like they're catching on fire, a friend of her's once put their hand behind her when she was upset and said that they could feel intense heat radiating off of her a whole 10 inches away.

So yeah if this gets enough interest I'll post the OOC and we'll be off ^_^

I can't tell if this is gonna be completely stupid or just brilliant xD lmao

The Unlikely Coalescence: A Wolf Roleplay

DeadWood turned as she heard a weak voice call out from her left. As she turned she saw a small rock tumble towards her paws. She carefully padded towards the direction the rock tumbled from, as she walked past a few more large rocks she spotted a white female wolf with her leg trapped underneath another large rock. DeadWood paused and glanced inside the den, seeing nothing but fallen rocks and crushed bodies. "You, my dear, are very lucky to be alive at this moment.." DeadWood said, now looking down at the wolf. DeadWood must have looked very grim and intimidating due to the other female's position. DeadWood was already rather tall, but from the other's angle it was possible for her to look even taller. DeadWood's eyes held no sympathy, her body language showed no urgent concern. Her ears perked forward as she looked at the female's trapped leg. Slowly, DeadWood backed up, head held low in concentration. With a loud growl she darted forward and slammed her torso up against the rock, just giving enough force to cause it to budge and roll away. DeadWood took a few steps back to give the wolf some space, "You, what is your name? Were there any others out hunting or scouting? Because if there are, they might be dead too. Hunters attacked my pack, they might still be out there." DeadWood said, sitting down a few steps away from the wolf. "I am DeadWood."

The Unlikely Coalescence: A Wolf Roleplay

Man school has been so chaotic this past week, its been test after test and I haven't been able to post until now, sorry about that. Luckily I don't have any homework over the weekend so I'll be able to post more ^_^

The Unlikely Coalescence: A Wolf Roleplay

DeadWood's ears flicked and she quickly turned her head in the direction of the Eirir. Faintly she could hear a desperate howl for help, so desperate it almost sounded broken. It wasn't as faint as the howl she heard earlier, so the only other option was that it was a howl from an Eirir wolf.

DeadWood growled at herself, thinking about what she should do next. "As far as I know my pack is gone, hunters could possibly still be out, but two is better than one I suppose..." She thought to herself, and then chuckled, "Well, if hunters DO find me, I better have someone else for them to pick." DeadWood said to herself and then quickly weaved her way out of the thorn bushes she had hidden in. Once she was safely out she quickly began to sprint across the burnt forest, towards the direction of the Eirir where the desperate howl came from. Ashes kicked up behind her as she ran as fast as she could. She needed to get there quickly, or else she could have quite possibly put herself back into immense danger. Within minutes DeadWood had bolted past the boarder of the burnt forest and darted into the Eirir territory.

DeadWood dodged and weaved around various trees of the territory. After a few minutes of running, she skidded to a halt once she came face-to-face with what used to be the Eirir den. Huffing a bit, DeadWood shouted, "Where are you?!" All she could see were rocks and dust. A few of the large rocks were spattered with blood, but since DeadWood was sinister to begin with, she didn't mind. DeadWood attempted to move a few, they only moved slightly. She growled in annoyance. "Where are you?!" She shouted again and loudly roar-barked a few times to try to alert anyone near-by.

(((Sorry that I haven't been able to post, school has been stressful)))

The Unlikely Coalescence: A Wolf Roleplay

It has begun!! Whoo!

The Unlikely Coalescence: A Wolf Roleplay

Dead. Everything was dead. Eaten away by vicious flames from a fire storm about a week ago. DeadWood carefully, but quickly, padded through the unknown forest she had mistakenly bolted into. She didn't even think twice about the direction she had fled when the claps of hunter-thunder had suddenly errupted, causing her entire pack to scatter as quickly as possible. For all she knew, they could be dead aswell, just like the forest she treaded in. The grass was nothing but ashes, burnt trees layed on the ground or leaned up against the other trees that has somehow remained standing, thorn bushes had begun to replace what might have been a beautiful landscape, and large rocks that had once been covered by bushes or tall grass were now completely exposed. However, the burnt forest seemed to provide her with more cover than the healthy ones did. Her fur blended in with the black and greys of the ashes and rocks, it might have been the only thing that saved her life.

DeadWood paused in her tracks, taking a moment to listen for anymore danger or a pack member. Her ears flicked and swivled, trying to pick up even the slightest of sounds. Her tail flicked as she just barely picked up a howl in the far distance, but it was very faint. "Hmm... Its far too distant to be one of my pack members... And too far to be a member of the Eirir.." DeadWood thought to herself. She turned and faced the direction it had came from, finding herself looking towards the Uutar Mountain. "Why would an Uutar be asking if anyone's alive? Surely they wouldn't care about us, they never have." DeadWood thought, puzzled. She quickly padded up to a large rock, wanting to get a better view of the mountain. She leaped up onto the stone and squinted her eyes. She growled in uncertainty, "Something's not right.." DeadWood stared at the space above the treeline. Ever so slightly she could see a light grey cloud, too light to be from a fire. "What is that..?"

DeadWood kept her gaze on the odd cloud for another moment or two and then brought her attention back to her current situation. She leaped down from the rock she had been standing on and made her way to a particularly thick thorn bush area. She needed to have some sort of protection, and from what she had observed from past experiences, hunters hated thick bushes, especially thorn bushes. Carefully, she weaved her way through the spikey bushes, crawling, jumping, and cautiously stepping over and under their branches. Once she was safely situated in the middle of them, she gave out a few loud roar-barks warning everyone, "Hunters have attacked! Hide or take shelter!"

(((Roar-barks are a trait of Maned wolves)))