People from five different countries struggle each day. The powerful want to stay in command and keep their good fortunes. The rest fight to survive day by day.
A Land of the Magic...
In Shayz'renth, there's great power over the elements: shadow, light, fire, water, wind, and earth, but it can only be granted only by the Sages that rule them. Each day brings another theft, another murder, and another noble feigning ignorance. Every day a person must chose between what is right and what is wrong.
A Land of Barrenness...
In Kolshtak, the desert brings little to those who live in it. Communities form around sources of water, depending on them for survival. It is from this country that the gypsies were born, clans that formed generations ago to survive.
A Land of the Nature...
Governed by elves, Manti strives to be the most beautiful country. Still recovering from a civil war, they are enjoying peaceful times again. Some within are not so well off though. While some cities are rich with beauty and life, other cities are struggling each day.
A Land of the Trade...
It's not easy to be a landlocked country, and Lalan'ay would agree. What they cannot get from the ocean, they make up for in hard work and patience. They reach out to make trades routes with the countries around them.
A Land of the Chaos...
Pyroose has no central government. Their frozen lands are littered with hundreds of clans. Most of the people stay in the forested mountains. It is the most violent of the five countries. The people often prey on each other. Those born within are unlikely to ever see adulthood, and the brave travelers who visit have a tendency to disappear.
Will you join? _________________________ Level: Intermediate Genre: Medieval Fantasy Rating: R Original Birth: 2001 Moved to AcornRack: December 2007 _________________________
What we offer • Plots: There's a holiday or event each month, and there are several member created plots. It's easy to jump in, whether it's an assassination, a quest, trouble in the temples, or a masquerade. • Places: There are several boards to roleplay in different countries and clans. • Positions & Species: You name it, we probably have it. If not, we're open to new ideas. We also have adoptable characters and important positions to fill. • Friendly and Active Members • A C-box • Details: Lots of information for character development or just for the sake of reading.
No Strings Attached - You Will Never Remember « Result #3 on Jul 23, 2009, 3:53pm »
Dornberger Private School for Secondary Education is an institute near to the river, far from population, which has the reputation of being an elitist school. Only those who are reached out to are actually eligible to apply, and of those many return home unsure of why they were rejected, unaware of what had happened in the school during the admission test. Hence, it is called the school you can never remember.
Dornberger Private School for Secondary Education is actually no school. Inside the premises of the school, exists a secret training ground for future sleepers, assassins, spies, militants and what not. Led by a confederacy of several security organizations and assassin groups, inside the walls exists Special Military Arts Training Program - the desperate struggle by the 'good' underworld to train teenagers to fight off the growing unease of the future, the potential for indiscriminate war and annihilation. No one knows how they find students worthy of fulfilling the task - but you could be next.
A high school of a kind - combined with acne and prom, death and murder - you just cannot remember it all.
The fighting between the six kinds had destroyed the idea of a perfect civilization on earth. Six of the best and smartest of each race came together. Combing themselves together even if they didn't wish to, they formed the Black Dahlia Academy. To teach the generations what was needed to become a perfect civilization. The elders hand picked the six leaders of the groups, the ones that would lead that race in the future.
They have never gotten along, and they never will. Vampires are more flighty. Were wolves are more stronger. Shifters are tricky. Humans are greedy. Mixed breeds stick out. Slayers think down on everybody.
The school was the last hope, to get those to work together. Brining them together with the oldest companions on earth. The equines of the school come from all over the world, and so do their owners. The most hopeful riders and fighters where sent to the school. But there is a rising breed on the horizon, the mixed breeds. They are different, not many have been allowed to live. Now the world must go on, and so must the show of equines.
Friendly staff. 100 word minimum. Beautiful skin. Clan leaders/school elders open. We're still looking for staff. =)
ADS posted before '09 « Result #7 on May 17, 2009, 9:37pm »
Since we have started anew I have decided to erase any ads that were posted before the year 2009. Sorry for any inconvenience this may have cause and if your ads were one of these and your forum still remains, please feel free to re-post. Thank you.
At a Crossroads: SPN RPG (very active) « Result #8 on May 9, 2009, 8:53pm »
A Very Active Supernatural RPG that has now been open a year, so come along and join in the fun. We would love to see you there. We are a very friendly lot.
We offer Canons, Special site canons, Adoptable, and we even have a character Relationship finder to help members who want friends, enemies or even lovers that you could decide you want to make a character out of and help another out and become a part of the AaC family.
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Dogs have always been one of the most common pets in the Human world. You could understand dogs and you could tell when they were happy. A lot of them had a soft face and a gentle heart. Humans would love to say things or make faces or make funny noises at the four legged creatures to make them feel good. Dogs would sit there, wagging there tail, and always look like they were grinning because they were panting. Is that the only reason why humans loved their dogs? No. There were many more reasons behind the whole 'love' and 'bond' between your pets. They became your sister, brother, mother, father, friend, and even best friend. They became a part of you. They could fill in a spot of a loved one that either left you or died. They filled in that empty part in your heart. They make your heart melt and become soft when really you are a cold hearted person. Dogs do many wonders, wonders that you don't think of on a daily basis.
There's this dog that is always roaming around my house. He seems very aggressive. Please stop by to get him, he's a danger to society. Thanks!
Sharon
Dear Sharon,
We'll stop by your house today. The dog will be with us for two days. After the two days and no one claims or adopts him, we'll put him to sleep. Thanks for writing.
The Pound
What was the real reason why this dog was aggressive? Was it just because he hated humans? Or was there a whole different reason for his hatred? Well, here's a quick summary of what happened to this dog after he was taken to the pound.
My name is Romeo, and yes, I was the dog that was taken to the pound. They treated me badly, and I would rather be in hell than that place. A day came when one of the idiotic guards came to take me out. They knew I was aggressive, but they made it into a joke ... a dare. So the guy took me outside, and as soon as he did that, I bit his arm and he let go of the leash. Once I was released, I took off running and never looked back. You see, the pound isn't a place for dogs. They don't feed you, and only give you a little bit of water. They beat you until you are unable to move. And then, those two days fly by and you die. What way to get a "second chance"? Well, I'm still living ... luckily. And I'm one of The Forgotten. Join me and the other Forgotten canines!
You're unloved, Unwanted, You are never remembered, Forgotten, You roam free, Alone, For you will never find a home. Welcome to the lands of The Forgotten.
[ TOUGH LUCK AVENUE ] « Result #10 on Apr 10, 2009, 2:47pm »
TOUGH LUCK AVENUE STRAY DOG ROLEPLAY / 200 WORD MIN.
She stood above the fallen male with hate in her eyes and wrath in her heart. She hesitated as she saw fear flash into his dimming eyes and he pawed helplessly at her chest. It was then in that hesitation that she was plowed into by a larger female, teeth skirting close to her face as she was knocked off guard and onto the rough, blood-splattered ground. In the moment that she paused, in that very moment the tides of battle turned out of her favor and into her death. The larger dog took the smaller to the ground and proceeded to brutalize the poor lass before there was nothing left but the crushed remnants of what use to be a face. The girl was dead, but so was the cost of war and it wasn’t as if she would be forgotten. More blood would be spilled, on her behalf and on the behalf of the other victims of the Cause. Never Forgive, Never Forget - the code of the Jack - Deuce War and the overcastting aspect of present day dog-eat-dog Memphis. Peace is hard to find, even for those few that seek it.
WOLFCRY ;; where will your dreams lead you? « Result #11 on Apr 7, 2009, 9:40pm »
“Do your worst. I am not bound by your rules, your laws, anymore. Ahnmik is mine, the Varg are mine, and you cannot—will not—take them from me." -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Introducing a brand new species that lives only in Ahnmik Lands opened to be claimed now! High ranks within the pack are still available. 250 word posting requirements Welcoming and engaging staff and community Reaching our two month anniversary on April 15th
LIFEHOUSE A CANINE ROLEPLAY « Result #12 on Apr 2, 2009, 3:27pm »
LIFEHOUSE
Welcome to the city of Mois Aries. A city demolished by an atom bomb over 50 years ago. The humans are trying to come back and thrive. But three packs stand in their way. The Mafia want to demolish all packs and be supreme, while the other two want to be the ultimate rulers, and dont want the humans to survive and flourish again. Then enter the Leeks, a peaceful pack who want things to go back to the way they were. Come join us and choose where your loyalties lie
» Wolf Hybrids allowed »A unique feral canine roleplay » All Breeds accepted »Undead dogs and Spirit dogs allowed » PG-13 & Has a great atmosphere!! » Over 75 Members so far!
Instantaneous v2.0 « Result #13 on Mar 13, 2009, 5:22am »
To whom this may concern:
They have all been secretly living among us. Looking like everyone else, they are anything but uncommon. Possibly your best friend, boyfriend or girlfriend, or even your dog. Their minds are one of brilliance and their faces are exceptionally beautiful. Flawless. The only purpose in their life, the only goal of their entire existence, their only chance at survival is keeping the secret. Their lifespan is eternal, unless they can control themselves and they can choose if they want the changing to stop. Mortal or Immortal? As they learn the power of discipline, they have a better chance. Though this takes some time. The wolves and humans are oblivious of their interlacing lives. However the secret is hard to keep to yourself, you cannot control it until you gain the experience. What happens if someone slips? If their control breaks loose? What if ... the code is broken? Now it is time for our story to unfold, another storm for us to break through. I wish you luck, my friend.
But now new creatures have been spotted, and not only one type, many versions of another unknown species. They are said to have teeth as sharp as a knife, penetrating the necks of their victims. There are very few, but they are known. And another species has the record of appearing somewhat like a dragon, but in human form. One has told me that they have phantom wings, and phantom claws coming from their human bodies ... the world is full of surprises. Surprises that could either give you the thrill of a lifetime, or bring you to an early deathbed. Be careful where you take your breaths, they could be listening ...
Rating: PG-13. Genre: Sci-fi & Fantasy Mainly. Though we keep the appearances realistic for the most part, depending upon the species. Who can join? Anyone, from newcomers to extremely experienced. There’s a wide range amongst the site, and we all get along greatly. Species Allowed: Werewolves, Wolves, Humans, Vampires, Dragonkin, most Otherkin and any mixtures. In need of: Graphics Moderator(s) Moderator(s) One more Admin. (Will need previous site experience.)
Odd How You Shake ''ASYLUM RPG « Result #14 on Mar 4, 2009, 9:30am »
Welcome to St. Raphael's Mercy Hospital.
This is a place where the unfortunate go and the lucky die. An institution with questionable intentions and a history riddled with death, torture, and experimental procedures that pushed the limits of human condition. The people committed here are sent here for a reason. More than likely, someone doesn't want you found. More than likely, you won't be found.
Through the years this place has seen it's share of grief and death. Sadly, the years have yet to change it's fortune. Under the ownership of Doctor Aidan Winters, corruption is encouraged and black mail is no surprise. Things are starting to go bump in the night as well. Rooms break cold, and hallways seem to whisper these days. Unfortunately, only the patients are subject to these happenings. So what's the deal? Are you just crazy? Or....is it this place?
Please ignore the slight damage our town is experiencing. We are filled to the brim with teenagers, and you know how they can be. Hormonally stressed plus loosing their parent to that damn disease probably wasn’t good for them either.
Families were torn apart and psychos were let loose because of DABS (decomposing Adult Syndrome). Such a nasty little thing that disease is. Some have learned to move on but come have let it bring them down. Most of them have formed little gangs to help keep each other safe from the other group. So I guess they have friends at least to keep rollin' out of bed.
Well besides the disease these poor little champs have to deal with their super powers. Like flying, fire, x-ray vision etc plus some just odd ones. You can’t even being to comprehend how many kids have gone power crazy with them! Others you can’t even tell they have powers. Well everyone else can give you More info on the whole matter. Enjoy your stay!
So will you join us and maybe you'll end up with....
(( GOSSAMER )) advanced equine roleplay « Result #16 on Feb 17, 2009, 5:24pm »
G O S S A M E R ( AN ADVANCED, ORIGINAL WILD HORSE ROLEPLAY )
Four races. All very alike amongst each other, and very different amongst the others. Virtient holds the kindest, most virtuous of souls; Nyxient holds the malicious and wicked; Athient holds those who are indifferent, they often show signs of both Virtient and Athient. And Renient holds the outcasts, the rebels. Those who really don't fit into any of the three main races. The Renients are forever attempting to gain recognition as an actual race, an effort which, so far, has been in vain. Tensions are nimbly growing between all of the races, and each knows that war is on the horizon, inevitable. Where do you fit in? The good, the neutral, the wicked, or the rebellious?
brooksway high is located in little aceline . its been known to bend many normal rules . so why follow the rules of a regular society , when you can make your own , and rule your own ?
thysia realm - horse rpg « Result #18 on Feb 5, 2009, 4:06pm »
Type of site;; Horse Fantasy;; Yes What sort;; Odd markings Creatures allowed;; Only horses Started;; 31st January Active;; Yes Admins;; Roca and Rapture Positions open;; Staff and Royal positions to come Why play here;; Because its active, new and fun. Its imaginative and the staff and members are warm and open. We would love you to come and play with us. The Bios don’t need accepting and if they are unaccepted, we will quickly notify you. Join while you can as lands are up for claim aswell as lone mares and stallions!
Our Story;;
50,000 years ago the humans roamed the earth. They drove around in cars and trucks. The pollution was stacking up. You couldn’t see the stars every night like we used to do before all that. Many used computers and killed the world single handed with the electricity. Horses were set free as many of them got free or the owners didn’t want them. Wandering the lonely path they made so many years ago, was now worn down. The humans died, but a couple still alive. They live on the streets, sometimes in buildings, but most are unstable. Stray dogs run around, so humans are frightened of the dogs attacking them. The cats wander the streets and up trees. The horses run along the planes. Attempting to find any land they can to claim. Fighting for lone mares and land is quite usual, then suddenly another blow caught the horses, a stupid human was building a timemachine, with such chemicals I cannot describe. It blew up. Changing the human and all the chemicals went into the air as a dangerous Chemical cloud. Birds dropped from the sky, they twitched on the floor. Alive, but changing. It spread around and towards the horses that fled as fast as they could and into caves or open buildings. The cloud passed, but they still fell onto the floor.
Five years later the horses felt the twinges. No-one bred but one Stallion and Mare, deeply in love bred. When the foal was born they saw the odd markings it held. Every horse came around the foal. Smiling at each other. They could breed now! Lots of foals were born in that year, the markings kept coming and the generations kept going. Lots of equines had daggers or lightning bolt or a sign somewhere on them. It showed their personality said one equine. It’s the future said one equine. It was getting harder and harder as many horses tried to figure out what the markings meant. It made lots of equines shiver with fright. Two years passed, the foals grew up and they claimed land and settled down. The grass was fairly long due to the chemical cloud. In those two years equines split from each other, going into alliances. Lights, were kind and light hearted. The Neutrals were kind and unkind. They couldn’t make up their mind and the Darks. The darks were cruel, and trechourous. They thought all these signs were showing the behaviour. So daggers meant killer. Rose meant betrayer and so fourth. Neutrals were alright as they were on both sides, but a quarrel against the Light and Darks happened about the Neutrals were on their side and that was when the Darks turned on them. The Lights turned on them. The Neutrals were stuck. Confused and angry. It was a time to never be forgotten…
"We must protect them, keep them out of harms way. It is the only thing left to do."
The time of peace has ended, the lord Salsuzar has taken the throne and his dark magic has begun to change Fanghur. No longer can one expect to be protected from the shadows that have begun to lurk closer to the heart of the Aryth forest. Though shocking to some this has been a long fortold fate for the realm of Fanghur, the elves and there spell casters were given a vision for the future from the gods themselves. The young Salsazur had been watched and monitoured but it was out of their hands to choose if he would take the throne. It was destiny that put the now man there, along with the aid of his spell casters he was soon able to obtain much of the land in the east. With the hatching of his dragon he has been able to grow in power aswell, slowly tearing Fanghur apart. Yet there is hope, still. The elves have for thousands of years, have saved and protected the five eggs they were able to obtain before much of the dragon race was destroyed. With the protection of the Elven Queen Lúthien Telperiën, who is a elf rider herself. Her heart belongs to only one creature that by the name of Alatariel, the white and gold dragon that has been at her side for many years. Being among the last dragon riders to understand the arts, and to be alive, she has taken upon the task of training and protecting the next riders to come.
"I shall die for them, if I must."
For years the eggs have been still and silent though the soft hums soon begin to fill the forest with its magical notes. The elves know now that they will hatch but for who? The elves begin to summon humans and elves, everyday a court is held in the hatching grounds and each egg is brushed with the fingures of a young child, or teen ager. The eggs will only hatch for there true companion, the fear of not finding this companion rests in the humans hearts but the elves know all to well that these things can not be rushed, they must take time before they can be fullfilled. Though hope is renewed when the first egg hatches to a young boy, the boy heiring of the family of a Warder father, and the mother of a spell caster. The boy is well qualified but his use of magic and knowledge is little. Yet when the bond is made the young dragon and boy seem to be perfect for one another. The fallowing days soon all the eggs hatch, though worrie rises when one of hte eggs hatches for a young boy that comes from a family of power hungry parents.
"You were stolen from us."
Weeks of training occur and the dragons are growing at amazing speeds, the young riders learning with them. Though as one a pair of the riders is sent to the Varden to give oaths of trust, they are soon released and hurry home eager to train once more. Excorted by the gaurds the four young riders and dragons are attacked, by the army of Salsuzar. Who had found out about the hatched eggs. Three of the four are taken away to the east and forced to swear oaths to serve the dark lord in the ancient language binding them to him until death. Yet one is able to escape death, he rushes home bruised and torn. His young dragon has found well but it seems that they are both deeply wounded. Arriving back the news is given and the elves turn to a state of anger and grief. This is not acceptable, the people will rise and fight Salsuzar for the wrong he has done to the young pairs.
"Your blood will spill for this."
The days pass and the training of the dragon and riders become more grueling, they must prepare to fight the three others that have been taken to the shadows. The two young pairs, one of a male rider of elf blood and the other a girl and of human blood soon grow stronger but something has happend in the land beyound the elves. The spell casters have gotten wind of a rural clan of dragons, and a egg that was lost and catched. For in the west a young farmer boy has come apon the egg and it has hatched for him, The elves rush out to get the young boy, the two riders flying out with the dragons to find the two before the shadows do. Finding them in nearly a death state, as they are being attacked by the warriors of urtugard, the two kill the small army and take the young dragon and boy back to the forest of Aryth. The elves are greatly pleased and soon the training begins again.
What ROF Needs: Four Dragon + Riders ( 1: good 3: Evil) Herric, King of the Varden (father to Narsuada, and Aaron) Dwarf King (Choose name) Male dragon of the Rural Clan (To get plot for this contact admin right away) You Of Course!
Why Join ROF?: ROF is very active and new. Large parts open for the plot. Imagination is adored! Any Species are welcomed. Large amounts of literacy. Adoring and friendly staff. Spots open for staff. Rules are not to painful (: Skin + HTML is great! Lovely members, with oodles of personalities!!
December 1st 2008
So after the hurricanes have come and gone. After the school season has started and we're now used to it all, we're back! Hopefully no more disasters will befall our members but wish us luck! All the boards have been cleaned out and we're raring to go! <3 September 16th 2008
Well now, we got a decent amount of people - that's awesome! I also send out regards to all the people in the south right now having to deal with the hurricanes going on. If you can, check in with us to see how you all are doing! Otherwise, happy RPing!