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4 days ago
Current Disrespect will close doors that apologies canโ€™t open. Let that sink in..
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8 days ago
I was never colorblind to the red flags, I just hoped I was wrong
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2 mos ago
Not all who wander are lost.. but I, personally, am lost.
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6 mos ago
I hope when Death finally comes that it feels like it used to when dad used to carry me inside after falling asleep in the truck.
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8 mos ago
If the gods didn't want me to commit fatherless behavior, they should have given my mother better taste in men.
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๐™ท๐šŽ / ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ยท ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฟ ยท ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š‚๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šƒ๐š’๐š–๐šŽ

๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐™ธ'๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š—๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ? ๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข,
๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š. ๐™ธ'๐š– ๐šŠ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ 7-๐šข๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›-๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š—๐šŽ๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐š’๐š–,
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ (๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š’๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›) ๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐š’๐š—๐šŽ.



๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š "๐šœ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ" ๐š’๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐šž๐š•๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š˜๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข, ๐š–๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐šŠ๐š—.

๐™ธ๐š— ๐š–๐šข ๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š™, ๐š’๐š ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ, ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š›๐š˜๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ. ๐™ธโ€™๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ,
๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ. ๐™ธโ€™๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š, ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› โ€” ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š, ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐šž๐š•.

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@LoneSilverWolf ...arooooo xD
Figured I'd tag ya in the interest check, even though I know you'll be joining in on the festivities ^-^


{This is a Zombie Survival RP with a bit of 'werewolves/lycans' thrown into it. I know, weird combo, but oh well! ..most Civilians are not aware of the enhanced people and have only come out of hiding since the outbreak. Only civilians who live among the Enhanced people are also located will know their secret. Even then, some Enhanced might have their secret locked away, holding onto old protocols.}

Setting and Plot

Within the United States, there are multiple safety zones in which one could take shelter in from the outbreak. Safety zones are meant to keep the infected out, and for those who are attempting to survive this whole thing to resume somewhat normal lives as before. One major safe zone is held up in Colorado out of an old, abandoned Insane Asylum called Twin Peaks. So far, only two military-trained Pack members, Sgt. Maj. Mitchell (my character) and Staff Sgt. Harper (my co-GM, LoneSilverWolf's character), remain who are actively defending this safe zone. They do what they can to protect the people who have chosen to stay under their protection.





About the Wolves / Shape-Shifters


How They Came To Be:

Back in the early 1900's, the government had finally created a stable "virus", if you will, only administered by injection. It would turn the average soldier into an almost-unstoppable killing machine. The idea of werewolves was brought to life, injected into the brave, willing soldiers to make the change to their lives permanent, because of course there was no cure for what they were given. The new power these soldiers held was kept under tight lock and key, no one spoke of it or even slightly hinted at it. The empowered soldiers were referred to as "The Pack". The first Original Pack was made in the Navy Seal branch, but soon the other branches began to complain, and not too long after that every branch of the military had twelve of their very own Pack members at their disposal. When a member of the pack was KIA(Killed in Action), a new member was "born".

Over the years, the first Pack members who survived the wars they were put through have since died of sickness or old age. Those of their descended offspring have also had children of their own now. The werewolf strain somehow attached to the Original hosts' DNA and was passed down through the generations. These children who have managed to retain this gene were either made to join the military or trained how to control their "other half". A few cases have been found throughout the US and the UK of kids just shortly after their eighteenth birthday making the change--RARELY does a child make the change before then. In some instances, younglings who have been put through tragic events become so emotionally overwhelmed it pushes the โ€œvirusโ€ to activate in them, causing them to shift at younger ages. Very few of these younglings who are put through the change early in life make it-- 99% of them die because the shift is so overwhelming for their small frames. The government kept a constant watch on these kids, and if they thought they might screw up somehow and leak the secret, they were terminated.




Shape-Shifter Description:


Shape-shifters normally tend to be about half the size as their human selves, quite a bit larger than your average gray wolf. Placing humans besides the wolves, a wolfโ€™s shoulders would come up to the mid-stomach area of a fully grown man averaging at about 6ft. They have exceptional hearing, sense of smell and eyesight, even in their human forms. The actual transformation between human and wolf is quite painful, but some have managed to master the change so much that it's hardly painful at all and happens within a matter of seconds. Initially, one breaks every bone in their body as their "other half" fights its way out of its human form. Bones reforming into that of a wolf, they "shed" their skin to be replaced with fur and acquire a tail. How such a large wolf could fit into their human forms, we still haven't quite figured it out yet. Overall the initial transformation is not easy and is very disconcerting and confusing. With the wolfโ€™s eyes, however, they differ depending on pack rank. Alphaโ€™s eyes glow a deep red, members of a pack have light golden-yellow eyes.. Betas eyes are a bright orange, an in-between color of the average Member eye color and an Alpha's. Omegas, also known as lone wolves, have an electric blue color for eyes. Every wolf has their birth-given eye color in human form, and only glow just before the change, and throughout the time that they are in their wolf forms. (-->See Here for an example<--) The ONLY Alphas, are the highest ranking officers in the pack. If the original Alpha is KIA, then the next high ranking officer will become the next Alpha if no other Alpha is to be made.

Pack Behavior:


In their wolf forms, shape-shifters show the general behavior of their titular animals, though they retain their human intelligence, memories, and character, up to and including showing their human eyes. Pack members are also telepathically linked with each other, enhancing their coordination during hunts and fights but allowing little to no privacy at any time. The Alphas of two different packs are able to communicate telepathically and can control what thoughts they share, while the subordinates of different packs don't show this ability.
The dominant male/female, the Alpha, can force the other pack members to obey his/her orders against their will just as they can in their human forms as commanding officers. A Beta can also do this, though he/she can't command his/her own Alpha/Commanding Officer. Even if it's implied, it is unknown whether this characteristic is also extended down the pack ranks.




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Hey Ineff. :] Quite interested. With us being the only two besides the new person who are still mostly active on Delbrook, I think I'm gonna try for a couple 1x1s.. if not just a single one. But, yeah! Shoot me a PM. I'd love to see what we could come up with!
@ineffable Guess we could always do another collab.. >~<

@The1Rolling1Boy I'm really sorry. Could have sworn I had sent ya a message. You're good to go, my dear!
Anyone still here..?
In The Last 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
davฮนna ะผarฮนe devereaฯ…ั… & qฯ…ฮนnั‚en rฯ…ะผanceฤธ



locaั‚ฮนon:
Local Park
ฮนnั‚eracั‚ฮนng wฮนั‚ะฝ:
Quinten
Davina - Caleb @smarty0114 - Mentions: Dominik @KaijuBaragon


As Quinten pulled into the parking lot of the park, he could hear his phone ping with a message. He slowly turned to Davina with a more serious gaze than his usual happy-go-lucky look, raising an eyebrow at her. "Since I don't have a sister, you're pretty much the closest thing I've got to one. Anything happens to you, I'm going on a man-hunt. Understand? He hurts you, in any way, I better be the first person you tell, cause I'm serious when I say I'm not gonna let that shit fly, got it?"

Davina looked back at her cousin with a slightly shocked expression, not expecting him to yammer off with something like that. Of course, they'd always been close but for the most part, he'd left her alone when it came to relationships. He wasn't around to help her with the last one, and maybe that was the reason he was so adamant about making sure she was gonna be okay this time around. I mean, if it got that far, anyway. Davina half-smiled at Quinn with a certain understanding, letting go of a single nod before she leaned across the center console to wrap her arms around his neck in a tight hug, sighing softly.

"I'll be okay. We're all in the same class for crying out loud. If he does me wrong, you know where to find him, right?" Davina laughed jokingly, but Quinn's hold on her only got tighter. He solemnly murmured, "History will not repeat itself if I can help it.." he let her go, then, looking her in the eye. "I love you, kid." his half-hearted smile almost made her tear up. Normally she'd have made a sarcastic comment about him calling her a 'kid', but she couldn't bring herself to ruin the moment. She replied with a simple 'I love you too, cousin' before she got out of his Jeep and closed the door shut behind her.

Once Davina stepped out of the car, Quinn watched her a moment before scooping up his phone to check the message. Caleb. Party? With the rowdies? 'Oh brother,' thought Quinn to himself. Sliding a hand roughly down his face, he pulled his phone up from off his thigh and typed out a quick reply as he shook his head.

ฮน don'ั‚ ฤธnow, ะผan. ั‚ะฝฮนั• ฮนั• ั‚ะฝe า“ฮนrั•ั‚ weeฤธend ฮนn a wะฝฮนle ั‚ะฝaั‚ ั‚ะฝe wฮนั‚cะฝ ะฝaั• leั‚ ะผe ะฝave pะฝoenฮนั…. ฮน jฯ…ั•ั‚
ั‚eั…ั‚ฮนng ั‚o caleะฒ


Suddenly Quinten stopped typing, frowning at the phone screen. Yes, he missed his son- but this was also the first, and most likely one of the biggest parties of the year. Although Quinn hadn't cared much for parties anymore, there was a time when he used to love attending them. He figured his mom wouldn't mind one night of watching her grandson, and it's not like Quinn would get hammered, or hardly even buzzed for the matter. New Orleans was a bit of a drive, and he wouldn't want to risk any issues like potentially getting pulled over and maybe even arrested. Quinn shook his head of the thoughts and erased what he had previously typed before texting his mom and wrote Caleb a less-depressing response.

dependั•. ฮนั• jaฤธe ะผaฤธฮนng yoฯ… or ฮนั• ะฝe "ะผaฤธฮนng yoฯ…"
ั•enั‚ ั‚o caleะฒ





I'll post tonight when I get home from work.
@The1Rolling1Boy Please fill out Asreil's Bio, and both the girls need to expand on theirs. Even if they don't personally want to explain their past, please fill in for them in a line below a decent description of what their life was like. In addition, their descriptive personalities need to be a bit longer, as well. Check back in with me when you finish that, please :) Other than that, you're characters look great!


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