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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: |. Unsinkable .| {Open}

« on: December 26, 2013, 05:56:38 pm »

(This is gonna be a emotional frickin' roller coaster! Happy Boxing Day =))

"I define, I design, My Recovery..."

Character name: Bluestone

Species: Canine

Breed: Dalmatian

Age: Six years.

Gender: Male

Accompanied By: Susana Stockston (Human)

Class?: Middle Class

Appearance: Bluestone is average built for a Dalmatian his age and size, yet he has an abnormally curved tail, instead of the classic 'Whip'. His eyes are a beautifully rare Icy colour, Ears the simple 'Flopped Rose' and the nose a shiny jet back. He is accustom to wear a black leather slipover collar (please ignore the buckle in the picture) when aboard the ship.
Personality: Bluestone is a rather calm, independent dog, yet is never rude when approached by fellow canines. He lives on the affection of his mistress, Susana, and couldn't live his life without her. He holds back emotions and feelings to the best of his abilities, never wanting to break himself down from his and his mistresses distressing past.

Extra: He was born on the streets and was took in by the pound. He and his siblings where up for adoption whilst his mother was put to sleep. Two days later he was adopted by a friend of Susana, whom at the time was dealing with the death of her father. Susana immediately took Bluestone as a comfort buddy. His young mistress was also raped and stabbed, as well as a large cut from the same blade across Bluestone's chin when he attempted to protect his mistress. She wanted to get away from it all so she decided to book a trip on Titanic for a break, 'The unsinkable ship', but unfortunately this is just another unfortunate event that is possibly the death of them both. (A very rough explanation of Bluestone's life events.)

"In my Recovery, I am a soldier at war..."

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ¤Together we stand¤ ((Open±Accepting))

« on: July 25, 2013, 09:44:23 am »

Blue 'Snarler'

Blue let out a very low pitched growl the anaesthetic wore off. He had managed to lift up his body from a large slump on the floor to a some-what comfortable lying position. His elbow supported his as his head hung, wanting to get the drug inside of him to wear away as quickly as possible. There was a silence from the humans as he shifted his hind legs and his front paws struggled for grip on the cold, slippery floor. But after a few moment's of struggling and flexing out his muscles, he was able to sit up fully. His body swayed slightly as he sat, thus leading him to quickly put out a paw to stop him from slipping back down to the hard surface. His brilliantly blue eyes was wavering over the content's of the room for a while, stopping now and then whenever he saw something curious, but what really caught his eye was the three legged dog shivering in the corner. Blue had never seen a dog like her and imagined what living with only three legs would be like, but a interesting scent was beginning to arouse him and it was coming from the direction of the Norwegian Golden Retriever. Blue, driven to investigate her, lifted his hind into the air, his legs becoming stronger by the second. The male walked gingerly over to the cowering dog, his nails clipping against the floor echoing around the small room. He came inches from her nose with his muzzle as he began to sniff her, his muzzled jaws slowly inching down to her cheek. He grunted, attempting to press his nose to her fur to examine her more closely but the muzzle, which blocked him from getting closer would not allow it.
"Should we take the muzzle off?" A sudden voice spoke as it broke the silence.
Blue let out a bark of anger. He had forgotten there where human's in the room.
"Leave it on for now. Don't want him going for us," Said another, and Blue instantly recognised it as the man who had drugged him a second time.
Feeling that it would be foolish to attempt to bite them when he knew there was no possible way, he turned back to the female and slowly drew his snout down her back. He had no need to growl at her, not when she was in this state: Three legged and still a puppy, but Blue could not resist her scent.
"Are you...scared?" Said Blue in a Raspy yet smooth tone of voice. "You know you do not have to do this. I can hold up the breeding to the point the human's give up if you want." Blue knew when a dog was uncertain and scared, and it showed strong through this pup. This was Blue's first encounter with a puppy and he was forced into breeding with her. Blue was never that aggressive to a puppy, even if it was in-heat or not. He could never allow one to suffer with the guilt of raping on his brain.
Blue was looking into the female's eyes, awaiting for an answer from her when a sharp slap on his hind told him that the human's where beginning to get impatient. "Make up your mind, quickly." Blue finished, turning his head to look at the humans and letting out a few booming barks and growls at them. Blue thought of going another day without food to be unbearable, but the suffer of a puppy would not slip away like water if she was not willing to breed with him.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /

« on: July 24, 2013, 09:48:27 am »

(I guess I could role-play with Shiloh for a while ^^")

Blue 'Snarler'

Still being able to snort in distress from the cold, hard floor on which he was dragged on, the humans finally managed to pull him through several doors and close them before heaving him up onto a work space in a room full of filthy veterinary equipment. There was large table's and benches of clippers, knives and a few pot's that looked like they had animal organs in them. The man whom had dragged him patted his shoulder and dosed him up again, one that was finally able to knock him out for a few minuets. There was another person in the room, dressed in a large white over coat and carrying a, what looked like, a heavy suitcase.
"So," The man who had dragged him all this way said. "I need you to check out his...well...you know...'Count'" The man had finished, looking rather shifty. The man in the over coat, now to be known as a supposed Vet scratched his head and held his bag tightly.
"You want me to check...a aggressive dog like that...is he out cold for sure?" He trembled as he walked over to the motionless Dalmatian.
"Positive. He won't be waking up for at least a quarter of an hour."
"Well, if you're sure."
The man began to gingerly lift up the dog's jowl to look at his large, slightly turning yellow canines. "Slightly chipped...now that's a nice large tooth maybe he is around five? Five or six is my best bet..." The vet had said, scribbling the new information on the clipboard the kennel employee had passed over the spotted body. The trembling vet pulled open one of the dogs vivid blue eyes and examined it for a while, scribbling it down on another page that he attached to the clip board on his overall health. Then the man gained a little more confidence and examined his body structure and his build, feeling his hind legs and neck and drawing a hand from his occiput to the dock of his tail.
"Well that's done. He is in pretty good health even in his situation..." The vet said after his examination and giving a weary glance up at the kennel employee. "The only fault there might be is that he is over a required age to breed. I would say he is six... but he is in amazing condition so I see there being no possible way that it could affect his 'Count'"
"Yes yes yes, blah blah blah, I understand" began the man whom had interacted with the Dalmatian for the longest period of time. "So nothing's wrong? He will be able to produce good pups?"
"Yes and no. He is the sort of dog that every Dalmatian breeder would want to have to be the father of some amazing puppies but it really depends on the mother. Who are you breeding to? I need to examine her."
"Well you can't and she is absolutely fine. A great female."
"But-"
"Okay so that's you done. And one word to ANYONE out of this organisation I swear I will break your neck."
"But about his aggression-"
But the vet had the door slammed in his face. Blue shuddered as the door slamming rang in his ear drums.
"So, you're okay, my big fella. Let's go get you settled in with your new girlfriend. Oh! Wait a moment." gasped employee. "Almost forgot your muzzle. Let's hope to don't thrash about like last time."

A few minuets later the male dog, was in a secluded room. He was still lying down as the anaesthetic was still wearing off but he could manage to see the figure of two men, whom was most likely there to assist if there was any trouble and then there was the sight of...a three legged dog?

(I tried to cut down on the descriptive stuff but I got a little carried away. But I broke it up in colour's so it would be more easy to read.)

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /

« on: July 23, 2013, 03:59:41 pm »

Blue 'Snarler'

"So you just 'put him out'? Without consulting me? Do I really need to hammer a letter into your brain for you? I don't care if he is distressed; it is his own fault, but don't you dare pull off a stunt like this again, do you understand me?" The ring and echo of a voice was trickling it's way into the dog's ear drums. The large male lay quite still, breathing, but unable to move. His body immobilized by a short, sharp prick of a needle into his neck when he was off guard. The cold mettle bars the Dalmatian's head was forced to lean against as he rested gave him some note that he was actually alive and not dead. The brute's eyes was partially open but not focused, for he was still groggy from an anaesthetic he was injected with in attempt to calm him down by one of the 'foolish', as the other men called him, boys. He felt warmth on his head and a finger rubbing across his ear as a human, for once in a long time, was able to touch him up close. Blue let out a low pitched angry growl that faded as his cage began to come into focus; The drug's where wearing off.
"He's up. Can't keep this one down if we injected him with enough drug's to bring down a bull elephant," said the man whom had scolded the boy who injected him. The man stood up and scratched his neck roughly as he picked up a clipboard on the top of the aggressive dog's cage. He scanned his eye's down it, attempting to find his last human's number. It was unknown, of Corse, for he was sent to the new kennel with no background history what-so-ever, but this still did not stop him in finding out about the dog's past. Little scrap after little scrap of information had rose from sources of kennels who had mistreated dogs but had recently been found out. They where able to tell them about 'Snarl's' mother whom had died a few years ago due to lung cancer. The man, reading the clipboard pulled out a seat and sat down inhaling with his smoke damaged lungs while Blue, again, was emitting low growls which where steadily getting louder. "No proper control" the man muttered, his elbow on his knee and his chin resting on his hand. The clipboard was in his other. "Pff, no wonder he tried to kill that fae..." he muttered once more. After another good few minuets of reading through his note's, he stood up, put the clipboard back onto the top of the cage and bent down in front of the cage, and to his instant surprise, he was inches away from his face through the bars, for the mistreated dog was standing up with a wild look of anger across his once loyal face. "Christ, you startled me." He said, falling backwards slightly. "Now, look here boy, that's it," The man said, drawing a finger close the cage and then back to his face. Blue followed his hand, weary. "Finally found out how to crack down on you know. There was no real, solid discipline" He spoke in a calm voice as Blue continued to growl. "Maybe the drugs could work; keep you drowsy enough to become...well...less aggressive..." He finished, standing up and looking down the long row of cages. "Yeah...that could work." The man muttered, tapping his hand on the top of the small cage the Dalmatian was enclosed in and wandering off down the cages, dogs beginning to bark before disappearing through a door. Blue huffed and snorted yet still stood, awaiting for the next dog or human to come into view so he could rattle his cage in fury. Could he not just get the message of distress through these thick human heads? He barked himself hoarse for a while when he heard a few female dog's communicating. He barely had room to squeeze around to face the back of his cage when he wanted to block everyone from view, and in a few attempts, he nearly broke his neck, so he decided to stay and wait for a daily meal of moulded old food being gingerly pushed through the bars by one of the silly new recruited staff members.
His mouth was sticky from dehydration after half an hour of waiting for a meal. He had watched eagerly as a few dogs where fed but growled and barked whenever the humans passed without feeding him. He just wanted some food and water. Even a little so he would not have to suffer through another sleep on a empty stomach.  
Excitement had brewed a few times through the day now and then when a female in heat had passed several times pass his cage. He barked and growled and reached through his cage to the point of him nearly snapping his leg bone in half when he got it caught.  Other than that it was a normal (Normal for him) day of being shouted at and observed. He listened, after a while when his throat was to dry to bark, to the conversation A great Dane and a Rottweiler was having. There was food wafting from one of their cages, not much, but it could still satisfy him for a small while. While still looking over at the cages the two dog's where in, there was another short, sharp prick into his neck. Blue only had time to look at a needle on a long stick being extracted from his cage to begin his barks (Now reduced to huffs as his throat was too dry). But that same, sleepy sensation was beginning to waft over him. He fought it for a while but the desire to snooze was too overwhelming, even with a empty stomach. His cage was opened by the same man whom had looked through his papers and he was dragged out. The man was assisted by another man who Blue had seen rarely. The limp body of Blue as he struggled to fight the urge to sleep was dragged (When it could have been carried) down the rows of dog cages. The Dalmatian was still emitting growls of anguish but it was too late to attack. The dog was embraced by the sandman's spell.


(Thanks for accepting me! And I have been in a few role-play's in the past and I used to write long post's for them and they never actually read them. So nobody would role-play with me so I would really appreciate it if you could read it. ^^ But please tell me if it is too long.)

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /

« on: July 22, 2013, 05:05:00 pm »

Name: His original name was Blue, but it was then exchanged for 'Dog 7' and then, his current 'home' nickname him 'Snarler, Snar and Snarl' for his aggression shown when he was first introduced to his new surroundings.
Age: Unknown to humans but he is really 6.
Gender: Male, Intact.
Breed: Dalmatian
Sub-Breed: No known sub-breed.
Personality: Snarl is a excessively aggressive dog that has been trouble for humans and dogs alike. Not being with human contact for most of his life, he has unable to get along with anybody, making it difficult for task's the humans needed to perform. He is strong willed and will not give up easy if faced with contact with humans. He only allows them to come feet around him if they have food or water. Prone to attacking other dog's, he has been singled away from the other cages in a far corner so there is not possible way he would be able to reach or bite through the bars. He has been faced with death many times due to his personality but the human's had wanted him to see if they could wear it out of him so he would be able to breed. They would never turn down a dog that had fine lines and genetics. They could make a fortune with the pups.

History: It had all started of easy and peaceful for Snarl, or as his mother called him 'Blue'. He was a gentle puppy that had never shown any aggression towards the human handlers, his siblings or mothers. Blue, his brothers and sister's where born to be shown in competitions. With the help of their handler, he and his siblings would be able to make a fortune (Plus steak every night!) The human was also kind. He tended to the mother and puppies as often as he could until the time came when they had to be moved into new homes at the age of eight weeks.

Hell broke loose.

The day of the arrival of several interested client's for the dogs had finally come and all seemed gentle and kind. Blue would be grateful to go to anyone of these people's homes. But there was this one man, hidden beneath a large, black overcoat and a hat would be his one way ticket to sadness. He had scanned the pups, sizing up Blue against one of his brothers. He checked their teeth, eyes, ears and nose until he was satisfied he would take Blue. Unsure of if this would be a good decision, Blue's mother's owner asked if it was possible if there was any proof that he was a citizen of this country, a driver's license and a criminal record. Everything, to his mother's owner's surprise, was completely legit and squeaky clean. Finally, when he was sold for a grand sum of money, Blue was picked up, placed in a cage in the boot of the car and then was off, off to a much more nasty, unforgiving way of life.
Blue had been sold to a man (for a higher sum) in secret so he would be smuggled out of the country. Everything, unfortunately, went off without a hitch. Blue would be raised in poor living conditions, forced to eat moulded left overs and dirty water and then, when he reached seven months, live out the rest of his day by breeding from one dog to the other.

This had to stop.

Blue, now been given the name 'Dog 7' had been forced into every task he needed to do and he no longer wanted to be treated like a piece of crap. He started to snap at first, bite and nip to show he was unhappy, but he started to get more aggressive, ripping and clawing at anything that got in his way. The humans could only mange this until he was forced into another breeding and he tore the female apart after breeding with her (Or 'Raping' since I guess that's what it would be like if they are forced into these tasks). The human's could no longer cope with his behaviour and so he was sold onwards, shipped over seas back to his home country without telling the new owner's of his behaviour. He was five and was one of the early arrivals at the new 'kennels', where he is now currently staying. The human's seem harsher as they try to grind down on his aggression. He was now given a new name, it was horrible, but at least it was a name. Snarl. Even Blue, as he still calls himself, think's it is revolting.

Crush: He has no crush. He would even be afraid of himself around females. The habit of his aggression has stuck to his brain.
Mate: No mate. He may have had feelings towards the mother's of his pups before his aggression started.
Pup(s): Plenty although it would be impossible to count.
Extra: None!

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)

« on: June 23, 2013, 10:52:55 am »

(@Jinx101- Accepted! Welcome to the role-play.)
(@DarkPetal- I have said in the rules that you shouldn't post -Short- in your post's. As long as the post is clear and it has a fair number of sentences in it, I do not mind.

?Talon 'Sagittarius Talon'?

The whiskers of the Andalusian stallion where tipped with droplets of water as he drank from the large lake. His hooves where firm in place, for the mucky mud was sticking him there fast. Flaring his nostrils as he paused from drinking, Talon inhaled the scent of horses whom where trotting over to the water hole to cool down from the late summer heat. As he paused, the male lifted up his large head and diverted his dark orbs towards his deputy whom had directed a greeting to him. Talon was surprised at how formal she was. "Cecelia, you need not to call me sir. Talon would be fine." He said, a hint of amusement in his voice. Flicking up his tail of urban, he manoeuvres his body in the direction of his Deputy. "Has everybody awoke? I can't have sleeping horses at this point in the day; There is too much risk." He said, directing her to a task. "If horses are still sleeping, you must wake them up immediately. I have a few scouting task's to do so there is no need to find me once you have done so." Finishing his sentence, he herd a small snort from behind him. Looking around, he saw Inxis galloping off away from the lake, a fair distance from the rest of the herd and himself. Turning back towards his deputy, he affectionately nudged his nuzzle on her shoulder to strengthen their bond before trotting in the direction of Inxis. Talon had not properly acknowledged her since she was bonded with the herd, because his duties got in the way with talking to most of the horses. The beat of his hooves varied as he changed from a trot to a light canter. The foal seemed to be intent of grazing the wilting flowers and summer grass.  Talon Tossed his head upwards as he slowed, a good few meters away from the young Arabian. The stallion was not the best when he talked to the foals of the herd, mainly because he never had talked to anyone when he was young, so he tried his best to interact with her.
"Hello Inx. Would you mind if I could divert your activities for a while? I could need some...help with scouting the perimeter." Unsure of if his words where difficult for a foal, he shifted his weight awkwardly as he tried to think what foals would say to each other. His past never helped him in anything, but as he tried to think, he thought 'What past?'
"The...there is allot to be done and i could use some...help." Talon really needed to do better with interacting with the young of the herd if he was to ever raise a foal of his own one day.
"Afterwards we could hold a competition with everyone if you wish. Like a large race?"
The Andalusian stallion blinked a couple of times for an answer, but sudden a pain rose in his head. He tried his best not to show his dis-comfort, but the pain was so harsh, small trickles of sweat rolled down from his forehead. He let out a small, unsure knicker of agonizing pain, his large head in the direction of the tree's where the healers would most likely be. They would surely know what is happening. Clenching his teeth together, he inhaled deeply and looked down at the filly. "L-lets go...this way." He said with a struggle, walking forwards. The pain was growing until a sharp, short snap crackled in the distance. The pain paused for a few moment, and then gently started to throb. That sharp noise was nothing that Talon had heard in his life, of which he can remember, but something must have caused it and it was certainly nothing of which the herd could of caused. Talon turned his head in the direction of the sound, paused, and then heard a closer snap. The stallion squinted as he tried to figure out what it was, until he finally realized that he had to warn the herd of it. If anything was threatening the herd, he had to make sure it was banished. His dark eyes diverted down to the young foal, unsure of how far he should go in his suspicions. "It's nothing to worry about it was just...go back to the herd and get Cecelia, Whisper and Avalanche. Now. Go." He spoke, nudging the foals hind as he did so. A roar of a bear echoed in the forest around half a mile away. Talon dared not to gaze away. He had to make sure he had the unknowing target withing  his eye sight, even if he couldn't see it. The bear's roar echoed again. It was surely attacking whatever had made that loud noise. A faint but, clear knicker of a foreign horse sounded, but it had the tone of plea in it's voice. Talon could not let a horse suffer, even if he could not accept it into the herd, but for now, he had to wait for his ordered scouts and Deputy to come and search with him. Going in the forest alone would be a death sentence for any plant-eating animal. The pain in his head was gone and somehow, Talon knew that it had to be connected, but he would not know until he found the source of the noise which was now dead.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)

« on: June 19, 2013, 11:56:32 am »

(@Taylor- EDIT: Great application, Taylor! Accepted.)

(@Everyone- Sorry for the delay on my post! I have been busy with raking my brain for a job idea when I am 18. And I finally have the answer. C= Plus, I will change this into a RP post.)

?Talon 'Sagittarius Talon'?

Deep, slow, heavy breathing was emitting from the Andalusian stallion whom was fully awake and staring at the large lake, glistening in the late summer morning rays. Talon often shifted his weight as sounds behind him told that a few of the horses where beginning to awake. He stood up straighter as he began to slouch, not wanting to give the herd a idea of him being tired. The leader had been awake half of the night, looking for danger's that could have been approaching. The slightest noise had awoken him, just to see one of the mothers shifting in her sleep. By the time it was three in the morning, Talon could no longer close his eyes. The constant waking up was driving him crazy, so he decided to watch over the herd for the rest of the night, making sure his ears where like radars so any mysterious sounds could be chased off.

The night had been long, the odd cricket singing and the often rustle behind him giving the motivation to stay awake. He wanted to stay awake so he could prepare his herd for the day ahead, but that could not stop him being drowsy. Talon started to rest his eyes, thinking through the regular dreams he had dreamt. They were friendly by the bit's he can remember, but the heavens where desperately trying to break into his thoughts at night but a strong burden was on the mature stallion's mind, causing a blockage for the heavens to communicate. Talon realized he was starting to fall to sleep, and in a attempted to stay fully awake, he breathed in deeply and let out a loud, low sigh. There was a uncertain air around him as glimmer's of light began to shine above the top of the gorge, the sky beginning to turn a deep orange. He knew by the colour of the sky there was going to be a heat-wave. Talon flicked his tail roughly and leaned his body forwards, his neck bent and his muzzle to the grass blades. He took a deep in-take of air through his nostrils, a combination of pollen, autumn leaves and strong heat filled him. The day was going to be unbearably hot, but they had the lake to stay by and the grass to graze on so they should be able to keep themselves at a good temperature.

A few hours had passed and Talon was still standing strong, the horses behind him beginning to awake with the light of the day piecing through their eye lids. The heat had rose to a higher level and the stallion was becoming restless. He began to shake his head from the sweat which was starting to accumulate and decided he needed to move towards the lake to cool down. His body was as hot as an oven, for he had stood under the sun for a long time whilst looking out for his herd. His heavy body swayed as he walked, his hooves moving in a perfect motion, his muscles compressing in his shoulders and thighs with every step. Dew dripping grass blades licked his hooves and cannon's as he went. He picked up his pace into a trot when he was a few meters away from the lakes bank. There was a distant beat of hooves coming close up behind him. Talon paused and turned his head around to see the approaching horse full on. It was his father, Harkus whom had apparently followed him. "Hello father" Talon said in a well mannered tone. "Do you need something?"
Harkus shook his head, the elderly horse beginning to show signs of being under weight.
"Son" Began Talon's father in a mature, sensible tone. "Have you been having unusual dreams, like something is trying to break into them? Something like a message is trying to paste itself on your brain?" Harkus said, flicking his tail upwards as he spoke. Talon looked at him in a strange fashion. What was his father going on about?
"Dad, what do you mean? Nothing strange has been going on and certainly not in my dreams." Harkus gave him a stare in disbelief, but realized he had no right to call the leader a lyer. Giving a nod of his head, the elderly male turned around and swaggered back to the herd. Talon was unsure of what his father meant, but something was strange about his dreams. Talon's mind flashed back to his father and how poorly he was looking. He was becoming thinner by the day, even though he grazed non-stop. Talon knew the time would come that his father would pass, but he refused to believe that it would be soon. The stallion moistened his mouth with the cool, refreshing water of the lake. He swallowed, the liquid settling in his stomach and refreshingly, it cooled him down. More than half of the herd was awake now and most where beginning to scout, bid a good morning to each other and race towards the lake. Talon snorted in amusement as he saw that Cecelia was the cause for a few awakes. Whisper and Smoke, both reliable and trust worthy sibling where beginning their morning routine of checking the boundaries and practicing healing. Through the shaded tree's, Talon could see Inxis grazing upon the fresh grass. The stallion was blessed to be leader of such a trust worthy herd, but as the day would drive on that trust would be put to the test...

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)

« on: June 17, 2013, 10:32:57 am »

@???z??z? -Accepted! Welcome.
@Kirigishi-Beautiful characters! Accepted.
@Two- Amazing character. Thank you for joining. Accepted.

@Everyone- We have a great balance of males and females now! I am unable to post right now, so if you could WAIT until later to post, I would be grateful for that. I need to first type up the introduction and I do not want any stray post's in before I do that. Anyone still wanting to join, please do so as soon as possible so we don't hog up the Role-playing with new applications. Anyone in the role-play that want's to add another character, please add it in the post that had your original character in and then PM me.