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    1. Kiri 11 yrs ago

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I've been roleplaying since I was 12- so since now I'm 18 its officially been 6 years- although its been on and off. I draw a lot for my roleplays, too.

I usually go for fantasy, adventure, and mythology based roleplays.

I've started/helped start a few of my own:

(all currently closed)

Momento Mori [with Spades]

A Companion of Wolves

And I'm currently in these:

none atm

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Alrighty guys so i've been wanting to write a story but i can't find a way to start- so i've decided to solve this problem by doing this!

Few quick Requirements;
-no oneliners, 3 at leasf.
-don't ask me "is this alright?" Before you write something, i love surprises, just do it.
-don't write in the first person, i can't get around it i'm sorry.

What i don't care about:
-if you're not dedicated/don't post often: i understand you have a life
--gore, explicit content, swearing; i'm okay with all of that.

What i'll roleplay: (including but not limited to)
Any fantasy
-Mythical
-Monsters
Sci-fi
-superhuman/mutants
-futuristic
Anime (kinda limited, i won't rp Naruto, One Piece, Fairytale, or Bleach)
-Inuyasha
-cowboy bebop
-space dandy
-Attack on Titan
-kill la kill
-afro samurai

Videogames
-Pokemon
-wolf among us

Original stuff of my Own:
- Boy gets in a horrible accident; boy has a scar across his stomach now and looks like a crooked mouth. Boy is ashamed of this and he covers it with a mouth tattoo. Weeks after his recovery he moves. New place new start. Small town and he's broke; he's an artist so he starts working at the local Tattoo parlor. Boy becomes quick friends with another boy there; boy drops out of Art school because his father doesn't want him to shame his family. Both boys go to the same college. Boy goes to a crazy party and wakes up with a tattoo on his palm; boy thinks this is funny and asks his friends why they did it. They don't know who did it. Boy's nervous but laughs it off- days pass and every morning a new tattoo appears on his arm. Tattoos reach up to his elbow and he's scared- he's on his way to the hospital when his stomach hurts. He feels like he'll throw up and he ducks into an alley. He rips off his shirt; he's dying- and suddenly his mouth tattoo opens and animates. A beastly monster crawls out- screaming. Boys screaming, monsters screaming- and then it flys away. Stranger runs into alley, asking whats wrong with boy and boy asks him if he saw that. No... All he sees is the boy with his shirt torn. The mouth tattoo is a tattoo again. Boy thinks he's schizophrenic and goes to find his friend.
His friend is in love with this girl who he met at a concert, she's shy and has really strict parents. The girl wears really conservative clothes and won't let the friend touch her. The boy finds this weird but the friend is too in love to care. Turns out the girl has a secret of her own: if she's touched by a boy she turns into an owl. No one knows this except the girls family; who all suffer the same curse.

Well uh i pm'd Ampharos a few days ago about being a co-gm but they havent gotten back to me yet. I really do hope this hasn't died.
I'm still here guys c:
Her ears flicked forward at the mention of the word "leader". She liked the sound of that. So much so that she had to repress a devious grin. With steady expression and gaze she looked over at the eevee once the shinx, who did not introduce themselves, gestured to them. Indeed they did not seem like a formidable team, she deduced from the comportment of the submissive eevee and the easy to abdicate authority of the shinx. The blue pokemon put some space between herself and their other team mate, something which amused her. Intimidated? She thought and this made her grin, a pointy toothed grin, but one she soon hid by looking back at the Alakazam once the shinx mentioned him,

"Ah. Yeah i guess we should wait. I mean.. All he gave us was a direction and all... But," and she paused, tilting her head to try and figure out where exactly west was, "all he wanted us to do was see the world. So maybe we should get started." She was eager, she knew thats how she must have seemed, but really being in the clearing with Kulero and the stones and all the madness that enveloped them made her uncomfortable, irritable even. She looked back down at her teammates; first at the shinx and then at the eevee, she sat and raked one of her front paws behind an ear,

"But we're a team now, yeah? So tell me your names- /you/." She barked at the eevee, "look at me and tell me your name, if you remember one." She stopped scratching then and pinned her red eyes on the little fluffball. She'd give her a nickname if it came down to it, thought the houndour, and already had a few in mind.
I was originally waiting for Rose to put in a last reaction before we moved on- but if you want us to go ahead on our adventures then i'm fine with that.
Spot for NPC Profiles~
A Companion to Wolves

In the era of trolls, vikings, and dragons you are born into a safe little village. Your safety, however, is thanks to your regions legion of warriors; hardened men and women who are more beast than man. These warriors, known as wolfcarls, live far from the villages, near the mountains where trolls make their nests. They are the only protection your village has against these monsters and you're family is both equal parts grateful and afraid of their protectors. You have never known death nor war because of their protection and have never thought much else about the carls. All seems to be normal until the day of your 17th birthday, scheduled for most young boys to take over their fathers farms and for most girls to begin the marriage process- when your village is visited by a huge bear of a man. The beastly figure sits at your villages counsel seat, a throne-like chair for the head of the village, and he goes by the title of wolfjarl. Your village, having rarely or never seen a wolfjarl, immediately panic for of course this does not entail good news.

Janrek, as the wolfjarl goes by, has come to retrieve a select few from each village and bring back to his own village. By his side sits the largest wolf you have ever seen, its gleaming eyes hold your attention and you cannot look away. Your father is hesitant but is more afraid of the jarl than anything else- so he allows you to step up alongside everyone that is your age in the village. With gleaming eyes Janrek surveys the young boys and girls, no younger than 17 and no older than 20, and without much thought picks out you and maybe another. You are only given two hours to pack and say goodbye to your family and then you are whisked away to the wolfheall, a place where man and wolf are equals.

There you spend two months learning the customs and ways of the society you are forced into. Upon your arrival you pass through a ceremony of rebirth where you receive a new name and a rank, but despite the rank which you receive you will always be referred to ask "pup" by those who outrank you. Its much colder at the mountains base and you are given a warm change of clothes and are to share a hut with the other new arrivals. After two months of training and proving to everyone else in the village your worth you are presented with an amazing right of passage; a wolf pup. Only a select few are chosen by their squad leaders to actually have a pup (each wolf, known as trellwolves, can only have up to a litter of 6) and only then do the pups choose their companion. If and when you are chosen, another ceremony of soul bondage is preformed between you and the trellwolf, ending with your first hunt and the naming of the wolf; whoever here, too, does the wolf choose its own name. Now with your companion and the necessary training you are fully equipped to defend the land from trolls, wyverns, witches and other monsters.


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This rp is based in medieval times; weapons are limited to swords, axes, maces (think skyrim). Its based off of a book by the same title, so if you like to look into the world a little bit more look it up. However this rp isn't strictly going to follow the book; there will be some changes. The storyline can go anywhere, really, i just want a bunch of beast-men to go and kill trolls. By the way, these beastmen are known through their regions, or holds, as werthreat.

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Alrighty, CS:





******{If you would like to be any of the NPCs that i've set up just pm with who you want and a roleplaying sample. I'm picky, though, and much more so if you want to be a wolfjarl.

You will have to fill out a General CS and a Wolf CS if you want an NPC. I'm not allowing OC's outside of Thralls for a bit; you can have them as a second character but i'd like for you to hold up on that until i say alright.}******

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Werthreat life





Locations of the Wolfheall



















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The Wolves

(The lifespan of a Trellwolf is 30 years, but some, along with their carls, rarely reach the wolf's 15th year)

Konigenwolves (Alphas)



Other High Ranking Wolves/their Carls (ordered by pairs)














Wolf Deaths:

If your wolf is killed you can always have another or take on the wolf of a dead wolfcarl- but remember losing a wolf is like losing part of your self, its something painful that one typically would not want to go through again.
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Rules: all guild rules apply

Necessary Vocab:
Wolfcarl- member of the werthreat that is bonded to a wolf. There are many subclasses to being a Wolfcarl, which are listed above. All begin as Pups or Welps before they are bonded to a wolf.
Wolfjarl- Alpha of the pack.
Wolfheall- the name given to the village.
Werthreat- a race of men and women who are one with wolves. Often made up of large "packs" or "holds" and they are the main source of defense for the countryside. They are interconnected by the Pack Sense
Pack Sense- an unspoken language between Werthreat that connects all their senses which, if strong enough, can even span large distances. Pack sense usually develops between man and wolf earlier than with the whole pack; you see through your wolves eyes and smell through their nose and hear what they hear. Your wolf even communicates with you through the Pack Sense, showing images and sounds through scents and colors. (ex. Var looked down at Pala, his golden-brown companion, for the sharp scent pine and treesap- flashes of the color green and gray and red passed through his mind and he knew then that the crash he heard earlier was that of a fallen tree- and that someone had been injured.)
Trellwolf- massive, powerful wolves.
Konigenwolf- Alpha female wolf.
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Q+A

Q: OH! Wolves so are there werewol- *Slap*
A: NO. NO WEREWOLVES. If you want to play a werewolf go to free roleplay or something. None of that here. You should feel fine with how animalistic the werthreat are. That being said; no their eyes do not change color, no their teeth do not turn into fangs- their bodies do not shift in any way whatsoever. Some may file their teeth and nails to look more menacing but thats as far as i'll let you push it.

Q: jeeze, ok whatever. This rp sounds like it'll have a lot of magic involved, what should i expect?
A: not much, really. The first part of the rp is basically you and your wolf bonding, which isn't really that magical at all. The werthreat have no magic abilities whatsoever. Other than the monsters i want to keep this rp as realistic as possible. If someone can convince me otherwise i might be able to reconsider..

(Questions will be added with their answers once ya'll start asking)

Everything is currently being worked on. I'll edit later.
Alrighty i just finished my girls history. I'll prolly post tomorrow~
In Skinwalkers 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Lyle burst through the doors of the dimly lit and dull looking clinic. His breath had begun to draw out raggedly and he found his eyesight fading, he was losing too much blood and was slowly falling into the danger zone. To his left sat some obscure citizens in rags, most likely bums off the street looking for a place to sleep. He heard coughing and the low murmur of someone praying; the place held a thick stench of sickness. At the gray desk sat a blonde woman, who jumped as he entered and nervously eyed him as he surveyed the room; her hands firmly folded in her lap she watched him. Tensely he made his way toward her,

"Alright, doll-" he grumbled through gritted teeth, "help a sorry soul out and grab me some pain meds from the back. And while you're at it get me some bandages- you're going to patch me up." She began to protest but upon seeing his eyes glint along with the fangs which protruded from his mouth, she quickly stood and followed his directions.

Moments later he emerged from the clinic; head held high and feeling much better. His coat pockets sang with a weeks worth of pills and as he made his way down the street he pulled up his hood. Now that his shoulder was taken care of he had more important things to think of; revenge on the bastards that did this to him. He made a mental note to relocate his home while he was at it; clinic ransacking was most likely common in such gang run parts of town. He slunk his way into the shadows of a nearby alleyway and tried to remember exactly where he was when he was attacked. He was sure that it was a gang of werewolves; a little asking around could help him out there. Lyle knew that the mannerisms of lycanthropes drew them toward brawling and the like; he set his course for the nearest pub in town, The Hags Head.
Alrighty, if i'm not mistaken: Chimchar, Sableye, Alakazam, Totodile, Honedge, Cyndaquil, Vulpix, Eevee (Leafeon), Riolu, Houndour, Shinx, Cubone, and Noibat are all in. I wouldn't want to say "taken" though because i'm totally fine with seeing more than one of these in the rp, you don't have to compromise if one of your favorites is already being used.

Someone'll most likely correct me if the list above is wrong in any way, but thats the vast majority of what species are in use right now.

Edit: i'm 100% no one is using Nincada so go for it c:
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