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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: March 04, 2014, 06:22:05 am »
Kind of waitng for Rii to post but I have a question. Do the horses see the wolves right now? o_O))

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: March 03, 2014, 12:24:33 am »

The female had watched the male, her head tilting lightly as she pondered why he wasn't going with the scouts, there was going to have to be a lead scout, and she had thought he'd take the offer, but she supposed he might not wish to go. She wished to test the skills of her scouts, so she didn't bother to ask him why he wasn't leading them. Voeu had gotten up as he spoke, one ear swiveled in his direction was the only leeway that she was listening to him. She had slowly carried herself down the length of the rock she had perched herself upon, shaking out her tail before turning back to the two males before her.

Voeu turned her head to the male who had spoken up, seeming eager to lead the team. She had looked at the light male for a moment, before giving a snort and turning back to Ryevi after walking towards the group of waiting scouts, nodding at them. "Firefly can lead if he wishes, I would also like to see Arevi in action." The wolf turned to the group of scouts that gathered behind the male, and she turned to him. "Lead your unit well." The black-furred mistress had said, and with a smooth walktz prowled up alongside the other wolf. "Ryevi, if your not busy or anything, would you like to patrol the territory with me? It would be better to have two looking for that loner."

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Game Discussion / Re: Violence against pregnant characters? Why?
« on: March 02, 2014, 01:26:33 am »
This is totally unrelated, I guess it could be but I have a story.

My friend and I were playing as young lion cubs, exploring around while our mother went off to hunt. These three male lions  came up to us and asked to roleplay, we said: yeah sure. What we didn't expect was for the older male to try and attack us and kill us. I mean, isn't it polite to ask someone: hey is it okay if I kill your character? I mean that sounds weird, but they just started randomly attacking us.

Luckily our mother that was a distance away come to our rescue, yet still- they continued to try and attack us, I can see why though, I mean lions in the wild try to kill cubs, but eh.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: March 01, 2014, 11:00:59 pm »

The female had looked to the sky as she awaited an answer from the male, snorting as a plop of rain landed on her nose. She had begun to notice the once light drizzle was getting stronger, but it was still partly subtle. It was a decent shower currently, and it seemed almost warmer than it had been in the past, but the black-furred female believed that was bad, surely would bring even stronger rains later on in the day. Voeu had predicted a storm, judging by how the clouds were getting darker and darker. It would be smart to send out scouts before the weather got worse, and perhaps when they came back, it would be even smarter to find some sort of shelter from the oppressive weather. She had allowed her head to fall back to the male as he spoke, her tongue swirling from her muzzle to lap at another plop of water close to her face.

She had listened to the male, and had nodded her eye as she batted the thought around in her head. Surely tracking the herd was a good idea, she'd actually wish to go with them, if it was possible. She had been scenting a strange scent in the area over time, and had been growing irritated with one particular scent. It was a male as far as his musky scent would go, and the occasional glimpse of white fur in the corner of her eye would give away that something was lurking in her packs territory. The sight of such a sly character made her angry, and after consulting some of the older members in the pack on the lands history, she heard he must have been the old alpha. She had become alpha of the pack for she was born into the rank, her father and her mother were the previous alphas, yet she didn't know they had chased out a young male who had taken the rank before them.

Perhaps he wanted to take it back over now that he was older, and she younger than he?

It didn't worry the dark queen however, should she find the male again, she'd have him killed on sight. This was her land and her pack and he wasn't going to take it from her. She'd hunt the bastard down and use his pelt as an accessory while his bones would become her own personal chew toys. A scowl made it way onto her face, but she composed herself, fur ruffling yet falling flat as she shook her head free of such negative thoughts. "You have my permission to send out scouts. I might go with them, or I may go searching to free this land of that strange scent that is lurking in this territory."

She had said this with a firm frown, the irritation leaking into her tone. It had been a while since the female had gotten into a fight, and the thought already stirred up once long forgotten tendencies. Not many of her pack knew of the females cruel attitude when around strangers, for her kindness towards her pack was growing, she was fair to her pack only.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: March 01, 2014, 07:14:44 pm »


The clouds brushed above her, painting the skies in greys and lighter blacks. It was still raining, and the moist dampness clung to herself and her surroundings. There was not much the female could not see of her pack from her perch; however, she was still alert. From what she could not see, she could hear. There was the dull sounds of paws coming her way and as they neared, she turned her head- golden orbs landing on the male wolf coming her way. It was her Beta, that male with a light brown coat, dimming into black in places while copper covered most other parts of his body. She had snorted lightly, eying him from her high vantage point as he spoke, her tail swishing behind her slowly before coiling around her hip.

She didn't need to raise her tail.

No, she felt content and comfortable here, she felt no need to enforce her authority, not yet anyway. The male most likely had questions about sending out scouts, she had been pondering sending some out for a while now, to at least continue tracking the herd, they didn't want to lose such a great source of prey. But the pack had managed to take one down only two days ago, the meat had lasted them for a while, yet it'd be possible they'd need to hunt some more. She did, due to such a great muscle mass and size, the amount of nutrients she needed were greater than some other members in the pack. The wolf wanted to keep up her well built physique, and to do that, she'd need to hunt. "Can I assume you wish to send out scouts or is there something else you'd wish to talk to me about?"

Her words came from her muzzle with a natural charm, and friendly tone, eyes meeting the others without fear, gazing intently as her ears flicked at the water that flowed down them. They left the other as another gathered next to him, another male- a scout, she had registered in her mind. She had nodded at him before turning back to the Beta, awaiting an answer.


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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: March 01, 2014, 12:55:55 am »


Name: Voeu is her name.
Age: She is three years old and a half.

Gender: Voeu is a proud female.
Breed: She is a gray wolf.

Description: Voeu has a robust build, with smooth edges. Her definition of muscle is easily the msot noteworthy aspect of her form; for the fact her muscle is often seen rippling and coiling over her figure as she moves, clearly visible even through her dense, obsidian-black fur. Her speed isn't hindered at all by her great muscle, with a slender abdomen, sculpted hips and athletic back legs, she is still as fast as most other average wolves.  Not much can get past her ever-watchful eyes or sensitive ears, as she picks up on the smallest of details and mentally notes them down.

While she may be deemed as being slightly small, she still carries a well defined physique. She is agile to some point yet still retains some well built muscle mass. Her fur is of the darkest of obsidian, long wisps of fur covering her thick coat, her fur soft, yet her hide made for protection rather than feeling good. Her eyes are a tempting rich yellow- down her snout a thin muzzle which holds her sharp teeth. Those violent curve of dangerous teeth forcing ones body and soul into submission, a crooked smile dances on the temptress' face.

Voeu is often seen as a strange canine. She may be just a little be mad, yet likes to share two sides of a coin, should you be introduced to her aggressively, she will become aggressive as the other, perhaps a little more. The wolf with a hidden lust for blood, she is all for cruelty and battle for those who she deems her enemy. She will take any opportunity of battle thrown her way, she has a rough exterior, a battle-worn beast with a head on her shoulders, yet tainted by a dark cloud.  Her darker personality is shown as a front to strangers, yet she can as easily go into her more charismatic side.

To her pack and any other close friends, she is naturally friendly. Should you gain her respect, as her whole pack has, she will start to take you seriously. Yet, should you get in the way of anything she holds close to her heart, she'll rip you to pieces. Any pups that she may find herself mothering will always be more dear to her than anything in the world. Around them, and any other younger wolf that could still be perceived as a child, she'd turn kind and motherly, a warm voice that is a soft as a rabbit's fur and a patience surpassing even her own species. Should you threaten them, she is as dangerous as a mother bear.

While she isn't as aggressive as she seems, don't be an idiot- she can snap easily, and is quickly angered. She has a dominant air around her, and demands respect, even from strangers. When its not given, things will get bloody. She is short-tempered, and likes having control over the situation and dislikes it very much when the reigns are seized from her, showing she is quite controlling. Voeu is highly intelligent and extremely cunning, and within her head is a brewing secret mass of battle strategies. She is strong and ruthless, orderly and demanding- and is slightly self-centered.

Voeu is also insensitive, even to the most horrifying of things, but shes seen a lot of that in her past. The wolf proves to be rather stoic and indifferent to most things, but is naturally passive unless provoked, and boy- is she easily angered. When dealing with others, she is pretty gruff and blunt- apathetic to others feelings. While she has a dark humor, that involves the sickening sound of blood splattering, and bones breaking- she can be polite and friendly at points.

History:
If you ask about her history, she won't tell you- haha, unless your close to her, then she may reveal some tidbits of her past, she overall doesn't like talking about it, even though she led a simple, easy life.

Rank: Possible alpha or loner.

Extra:
Scars line her pelt, some old, some new. Voeu is a ruthless fighter, she is silent on her paws, and has a bad habit of startling others due to her skill in stealth. She is savage and malicious, and likes to watch her victims suffer, a cruel and wicked mistress.

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"Hello."

The black-furred female had said, her tone just a little too sweet, just a little too much on the sugar-coated side as she slowly strolled forward, her hips swaying slowly from side to side, black tail swishing behind her ever so slowly. She had allowed a sly smile to grace her face, eyes lowering to just half, alluringly gazing at the lone male that was before her. Voeu had slyly allowed her hips to touch the others, smiling ever so shyly at the somewhat older male, who looked at her in surprise and confusion, obviously not used to being approached by a stranger, a female, even more surprising.

The male had turned his head to the side, ears flattened, still in awe at the female. His jaws unlatched from his recent kill, and he gave a small smile. "Hey." He had replied, hardly noticing as she slithered slyly between him and his large catch, a mare. 'Whats  a pretty female like you doing here?" The older male asked, attempting to charm her, she had pretended to look away shyly at the compliment, her eyes staring at the dancing orbs in the bushes before she turned back to the male. "I'm alone, looking for some company."

She had said with a small grin, eyes meeting the older male. "What are you doing out here? Your mate must be around her somewhere, you have one, don't you? You are quite handsome." She had said, trying not to chuckle as her paw touched a limb of the fallen mare. The male noticing this, had gave a low growl, tensing. The black wolf had given a small laugh, causing the male to gulp as she pushed her muzzle into his own, booping his nose with her own. "Relax, baby." She had said with a purr in her tone, carefully kicking the slightly untouched mare behind her, tongue swirling across her muzzle and sticking out to lick the nose of the male wolf.

Voeu had given a grin, standing up as she twisted her dainty frame away, now sitting behind the pile of meat. "Thanks for the food, love." She had said with a sweet grin. "Shadows, attack!" She suddenly commanded, her sick, crooked grin not leaving her face as her pack darted forward, snarling and snapping. The shadows around him, they were moving? They moved in on him! The male had yelped, falling backwards as he was suddenly attacked, teeth grabbing him from all sides. Amongst the chaos, the female stood at the back, swirling her tongue across the belly of the horse.

As the male darted off, the grin on the female didn't fade, she looked to her pack- who nodded at her.

"Success."

 

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"I am a member of the butterfly culture, where we work and we take and we play and we pray to god."

Name: Sikorra Alaris Laine
Alias: Sik, Korra, ect.
Gender: Sik is a female.
Age: Korra is three years old.

Description: Sikorra has a robust build, yet favors smooth edges over chiseled ones. She is built leaning more towards speed, with a slender abdomen, sculpted hips and athletic back legs. However, her definition of muscle is easily the most noteworthy aspect of her form; clearly even through her dense fur. She has a large collection of muscle near her neck and back, her fur growing thicker there. She is known for her endurance and stamina, with a barrel-like chest that houses high-capacity lungs.

While she is still slightly small for her breed, she is still powerful like any other husky, with a thick pelt that is coarse yet slightly harsh, meant for protection rather than feeling good. She has a well defined physique, compact and strong, and in her paws is the power to toil, and toil hard. Being a husky, she has the natural print of one, yet white being the main color splashed onto her body. She has an unusual trait that many remember about her, her nose is spotted pink and black, the coloration continuing onto her lips. Her eyes are also what others tend to remember most- both of her eyes are ice blue, nearly white.

History: She led a simple life, her mother and father however worked her hard- and she thanks them for that.

Extra: Sikorra has a disorder were she can't feel pain, she can receive injuries like any other ordinary creature, yet she won't flinch- she can't feel it. She can feel sensations and weird pricks, yet nothing else. However, this is more of a curse than a blessing for she can't really tell how injured she really is; not knowing if her body is going to give out on her if she is severely hurt.

"Even though my faded glow, won't burn through all my bars. I put out to put up. Even while my widening smile, was shaking in the smoke. My head was full of hope."

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The female dog had looked at him, awaiting an answer. Minnow was angry at her for sharing food with another dog, but Porcelain didn't listen, she'd rather make a friend than make an enemy by denying a hungry dog food- she had seen in the city what hungry dogs do when near food, it terrified her that some dogs were starting to become cannibalistic and more wild than before. She didn't want to get hurt, which is why she was so submissive, but Minnow obviously wouldn't let her get her, which is why the two bickered over submission and dominance most of the time. Porcelain's attention quickly went back to the male when he had said his answer, it was a yes- she had looked at him, watching him look at her awkwardly, he'd like her to cut a piece off for him?

Well, okay.

She had moved her muzzle downwards towards the dog, and being the neat girl she was- began to swiftly make a cut across the hog, placing a delicate paw on one end, and pulling lightly, making careful not to stain her tan-furred muzzle crimson, she was eating with a stranger, she'd have to be extra neat, it would look bad if she just dug into the hog like some wild animal. The hog was easily ripped, one side was pushed towards the male, easy access to the meat itself. Porcelain had hoped that it was enough, and neatly began to nibble on the exposed meat of the hog on her side, Minnow was still watching the dog, a little distrustfully. Just to be rather rude, she had pushed the meat towards him in a fast motion, blood flying into the air- towards him. Porce looked up, her ears twitching a bit and her face gesturing into a frown as she scolded Minnow inside her head.

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(( Grin, Mayah, and Soaring- you are accepted, if your done that is, I will most likely make this a post laateeerr.))

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Game Help / Re: The Front Server, I can' t connect to it.
« on: January 01, 2014, 11:55:17 pm »

1. My username and password are correct.
2. I don't need the patch, I didn't even install the patch.
3. There is no security software blocking the game, its allowed through the firewall and my anti virus protection.
4. My internet connection is solid.

x_x

Nothing is working..someone said I have to wait for like a server restart or another patch but i'm pretty sure thats not gonna happen...

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