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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: |:| Planet Setera |:| Horror |:| Aliens|:| Rated M |:| Age Restricted |:| Open
« on: January 20, 2015, 08:00:00 am »

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Lisa Gray
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"I am what I am, and the best is yet to come from me."
It was so fast. One second everything was fine, the blonde was chatting loudly with everyone whilst stuffing her face with chips, but the next.. It was a blur. The ship went down and she hadn't even been able to buckle her seat belt before they landed. The terror she felt was indescribable. She fell unconscious at impact. Lisa's hazel eyes remained shut throughout the crash, but they opened only minutes afterwards. Her breath was labored, her panting making a very audible "ah huh ah huh ah huh." Moans escaped from her mouth in between her gasps. Wildly her eyes looked to and fro. She planted her hands firmly on the ground, trying to push herself up.
Slowly she did, wincing in pain as what little rubble had fallen on her tumbled to the floor. Lisa steadily put her weight onto her legs, carefully standing onto her own two feet. Her legs were unsteady, almost buckling from her weight. She grimaced, but continued. The blonde cleared her through, breathing out a few words before finally uttering, "H-hello? Is anybody.. is anybody here?" She said softly, pausing for a few seconds, hoping for a reply. None came. She let out a sob, falling against the wall. "No no no no no." She whimpered, left hand cradling her wet head. Wait, wet? Lisa retracted her hand, turning to look at it. Her hand was coated in a warm, scarlet liquid. "Blood." She whispered to herself, placing her hand back against her head. She looked around, searching for a mirror. What was she thinking? If there was a mirror in the immediate area it would be smashed. Tears were threatening to spill out of her eyes when she saw something. It was a bin, with a dirty, but shiny top. She breathed in, before leaning down to look at herself. All things considered she didn't look terrible, but she was far from beautiful. Her blonde hair had a red spot, and it just kept growing in size. She had scratches all along her arms, there were some on her face, including one gash in particular which was bleeding profusely.
Oh no.. Lisa thought, looking away from her reflection. She wasn't that worried before, but now. Fear began to creep up her spine. Would she die here? Would it just be easier to wait for death? Why even try to survive? She leaned against the wall, sliding down it until she was sitting. Lisa cradled herself, sobs wracking her body. "Would now be the right time to say Houston we have a problem?" A voice questioned, followed shortly by a laugh. "Anyone there?" It continued. Lisa sniffed, looking up. "Hello?" She called, standing herself up. Slowly she stumbled her way into the general direction of the voice. "Who's there? Lisa asked, arms gripping the doorway tightly. "I - I'm right here!" She said, increasing the volume of her voice. "Please tell me you're real." She moaned out. "Please."

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: |:| Planet Setera |:| Horror |:| Aliens|:| Rated M |:| Age Restricted |:| Open
« on: January 14, 2015, 04:31:58 am »

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Lisa Gray
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"I am what I am, and the best is yet to come from me."
Age:: Eighteen
Gender:: Female
Description:: Lisa has a small, oval shaped head. Straight bottle blonde hair cascades down from her head, stopped just past her shoulders. She has hazel eyes, flecks of gold and green appearing throughout them. She shaves all of her body except those that are on her face and keeps herself very well groomed. Her build is small, she stands in at 5'1 and only weighs about 100 pounds. She wears what she feels like and may go from bold makeup and faux leather jackets one day to neutral makeup and frills and brightly colored dresses. Sometimes she doesn't care and will walk around with no makeup wearing a sweatshirt with pajama pants.
Personality::
Quirky: Lisa can characterized as peculiar, she has many unexpected traits. She is a bit strange and unconventional, but somehow ends up being interesting and somewhat charming. Lisa will make inappropriate comments about serious comments and laugh at anything. All in all she is very weird, but to her it doesn't matter.
Outgoing: Lisa is very friendly. To her, everyone is a friend until they have wronged her. She is socially confident, any situation is easily conquered by her. She loves being around people, cherishes it, craves it. Without social contact she becomes very depressed, isolation is a terrible feelings for her. She's not afraid of it, but her social nature makes it hard for her to be alone.
Imaginative: Lisa is very creative. Her talent is few, she can hardly draw a stick figure let alone a portrait. But she has ideas. Her mind wanders far and wide and she can often be found daydreaming. She can spend hours just sitting and thinking. Lisa can sit for hours at time just lost in her thoughts. Her mind is a tool, but it easily puts her in the way danger.
History:: Will be done later, probably.
Relations:: Nobody close, at the moment. She's been chatting with everyone and is hoping to become friends soon.
Strengths::
-She thinks things through with ease
-Skilled in the art of being social
-Works well with a team
Weaknesses::
-Hates being alone for long periods of time
-Daydreamer
-Lack of knowledge about weapons

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: November 12, 2014, 09:53:54 pm »
You can't define who I am,
Or who I'll become.
You can try to define me, but
You can't because I define myself.
A dry pink tongue hung from Blair's gaping mouth. She struggled to lift one paw after another as she went on in her search for water. Weakly the terrier continued, whimpering every few steps. The street was eerily quiet, not a walker in sight. Her dark honey ears were flicked downward, sagging. Hope was dwindling, and the fear that she would die was starting to grow.

Dull eyes gazed at her surroundings, hoping to see anything but expecting nothing. To Blair's amazement a white mass was lumbering down the street. A short bark escaped her maw, excitement - and hope - starting to stir within her. Cautiously the terrier picked up her pace, despite her body screaming in protest. "H-Hello?" She called out softly, just loud enough for those close by to hear. Stumbling under her own feet the terrier collapsed, panting deeply before everything went dark.
Sorry for how short it is, I'm not feeling very inspired lately. Also, I don't plan on killing Blair off anytime soon so her blacking out was just so I could have some amount of length to this post, she'll come to in my next post.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: November 09, 2014, 03:56:33 am »
((I believe we are, but I cannot be sure. Subject would have to be the one to say yes or no. By the way, @Subject, since Sherlolly has left, instead of just disappearing from this RP, try tapping into insanity. Like Sherlolly's character never existed, Krona just wanted to meet another person so badly his subconscious made one. Just an idea, though.))

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: November 04, 2014, 03:23:25 pm »
I apologize for double posting but I feel this thread requires a bump.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: October 30, 2014, 06:26:40 am »
I don't think she will be, http://www.feral-heart.com/index.php?option=com_jfusion&Itemid=2&jfile=index.php&topic=48669.0
You can't define who I am,
Or who I'll become.
You can try to define me, but
You can't because I define myself.
The terrier continued to creep about, brown eyes darting to and fro. One thing was running through Blair's mind, and that was her urgent need for water. It had been at least two and a half days since she'd even had a sip, and it wouldn't be much longer before her body would start to die. She looked around at her surroundings, eyes dropping in disappointment. It was hopeless to even look for any, she was in the middle of a post-apocalyptic city! Why would there be any water just sitting around? Whimpers started to escape her muzzle, and despite her fear of those Rots, she couldn't stop.

Blair stood, forcing herself to walk. She whispered to herself between the whimpers, "We aren't going to die. We're going to be okay. We just have to find water. It's going to be okay." Slowly she inched along, occasionally stopping to lick at dark spots on the cement, hoping that it's water. Her eyes continued to look around, to look for any rots, other living beings, and most importantly, water.
Not my best work, I had a bad case of writers block. I'm surprised I even got this much down.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: October 27, 2014, 01:26:08 pm »
Is this rp going to continue? I would hate for it to die, I like the concept.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: October 21, 2014, 12:21:50 am »
You can't define who I am,
Or who I'll become.
You can try to define, but
You can't because I define myself.
Blair had feasted upon the the nearly rotten food, and even though she was always scolded for digging through the trash, she had no idea why. This was glorious! The stub on her rear end was wagging back and forth as she gorged herself on it. The terrier pulled back, pink tongue licking her maw clean of anything that had gotten on it. Food-wise she was fine, her small stomach was completely full, but her thirst was yet to be quenched. The waste bin, while it held many delicious treasures, didn't provide her with water or anything else to drink.

Brown eyes looked around at her surroundings. Those.. things were stumbling about, but none of them paid any attention to Blair. They resembled humans, but it was as if they were rotting. A whimper escaped her as she watched, and while a few looked up, none came over to investigate. She lowered her gaze, her body shivering. Reluctantly Blair started walking, eyes looking up and around every few steps.

The clicking of her nails against the cement harmonized with the moaning of the rotting beasts, creating Blair's very own horrific theme song. Her pace quickened, body tense. She was quickly leaving the suburbs that she had lived in for the majority of her life, and the beginnings of the city started to appear. A corner store here, a bar there. It started slow, then suddenly, there was the city. Unfortunately, the city meant more and more of the walking rots. The terrier stopped, taking in everything.

It was like something out of a horror scene, walls were crumbling, cars smashed into things, some were even flipped over! Blair bit down onto her tongue to prevent from making noise. She continued forward, nose quivering as she took in the many scents. Too many were mingled together to discern one from the other. Oil, rotting flesh, the overwhelming stench of sulfur, and countless others. The terrier continued, albeit slowly. She slunk across the ground, belly nearly touching the ground, as if that would shield her from the sight of the Rots.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: Dawn Of a New Age((New,Canine,Apocalyptic RP. Open and Accepting))
« on: October 19, 2014, 11:38:09 pm »
You can't define who I am,
Or who I'll become.
You can try to define me,
But you can't because I define myself.
The jack russell hadn't traveled much in the time since everything had gone to hell. Or at all, really. Blair was stationed in the backyard, too scared to go in or out. It had been days since she'd eaten or drank anything, the small supply of kibble and water that the Hamiltons left out in the yard were long gone, and the burning sensation running down her throat and stomach was proof of that. Weakly she swept her dry tongue over her muzzle. It wouldn't be long before she died here, without having even tried to live. No, she couldn't - wouldn't! - accept that. Her chocolate brown eyes that had been dead of life hardened, and she forced her weak limbs to stand.

Blair stumbled her way to the gate. It was supposed to be locked, but over time she had learned that the lock was faulty, and with a simple push in the right spot it would open. She leaned back onto her hind legs, lifting up her torso to reach just under where the lock would be on the other side. Pushing her weight onto it the gate flew open, knocking over the two trashcans that were left out. Blair froze, brown eyes wide with fright, terrified she had attracted something's attention. But to her delight none of those things had even turned to her. Thankfully she scurried to the now opened trashcans. It was a wonder why none of the other animals had claimed this food for theirs.. Unless she was the only dog left. What if she was the only living being left on this earth? Panic settled throughout the terrier, and as she wolfed down what food was inside the bin, that was the only thing running through her head.

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Game Discussion / Re: Your Very First Character?
« on: October 18, 2014, 02:13:45 am »
My very first character wasn't on FH, instead they were on WQ. I believe her name was Heart, and if I remember correctly her bio went something like, "Heart, Female, Two, Don't let her name fool you Heart is actually very mean but nice to pups, black with yellow eyes" maybe a bit more information but that's about it. My first character in FH would be a lion of the same name, she was extremely ugly, I think default base colors, but then neon blue markings, I shouldn't even mention her bright red side mane. I was, ah, really excited about being able to customize.

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