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Game Help / Re: Map Help
« on: August 13, 2014, 08:09:11 am »
Thanks a bunch! This really helped! ^.^

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Game Help / Re: Map Help
« on: August 13, 2014, 07:09:45 am »
Thank you so much! That was very helpful. I do have one question though. Would this also work with putting a portal to another map in the original map or is there a completely different way of doing it?

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Game Help / Map Help [[SOLVED]]
« on: August 13, 2014, 05:17:05 am »

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Art Gallery / Re: Rusty's Art Corner (Requests Open!)
« on: August 06, 2014, 07:41:28 pm »
Username:
RastaForLife

Character:
Tumble

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Solitary and uncaring. She rarely ever leaves her den. She only ever does for emergencies. Tumble comes off as mean, but inside she is a wise, intelligent and clever cat. Always planning everything out. Tumble also comes off as cold and just flat out mean, but if you're special you'll see her good side.

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Other:
Take your time and have fun ^^ Just have her sitting there with a pretty annoyed look on her face XD

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Introduction / Re: I guess I should feel accomplish?
« on: August 06, 2014, 07:24:09 pm »
Welcome to FeralHeart floof! Have fun and stay positive!

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Finished Maps / Re: Forest of the Canines
« on: August 06, 2014, 07:19:48 pm »
Wonderful map~ Keep up the good work c:

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In-game username:
RastaForLife

Gender:
Female

Public or private:
Private

Preset number:
3

Other:
This is a two sided preset~
She is a dark brown-gray with a lighter stomach and chest. Her front right paw is the same color as her stomach and chest, and so is the inner toe on her back right paw. She has the same colored stripe a little below the base of her tail. Above the very tip of her tail is that color also with spots going up the tail slightly. Her back left foot is white with darker brown-gray elaborate stripes go up to her thigh. Stripes going along her lower back and rump are the same color and the tips of her ears. Above her black nose is a triangle shaped marking which is also darker brown-gray. Her right ear is a really light brown-gray color. The very tip of her tail and the spots going up slightly are the same shade. Under the stripe just below the base of her tail is a large burn scar, another burn scar goes over her right knee, at the base of her left thigh and across her belly. Another burn scar going from her shoulders to mid back and one that goes across a little more then half her chest curves up to her neck and across the right side of her face. Another burn scar goes up left leg all the way to just below the knee. Her right eye is a dull silver color with a dark silver pupil. Her other eye is amber-brown with a black pupil.

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((Sorry I haven't replied for a while. I've been busy helping me dad out. Anyway, would someone like to fill me in on what's going on? :) ))

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With anxiety eating her from the inside, Reverie opened the front door quietly and stepped outside. Pulling an arrow from the little bag strapped to her back, she loads her now and keeps a watch. She knew leaving Calixo sleeping in there with no protection wasn't safe but she was just going to look around a bit for any infected. Besides, her dearest bestfriend always slept with his katana in hand. Brown eyes shooting back and forth across the barren yet trash filled road, she saw no movement, heard no noise, and felt even more hunted. Heart pounding in her chest, she creeps down the road a big, looking back every once in a while to make sure nothing was stirring by the shop in which Calixo was safely tucked in.

While looking back, her foot had slammed into an empty bottle, making a loud racket as it slid across the pavement and into a dumpster. Freezing, she hears movement to her left and holds her bow ready. All went still. Looking at the alley that de heard the noise from, it was pitch dark. Taking a step toward it, nothing moved. When she was close enough, an infected shot at her, catching her off guard. Her bow and the loaded arrow slammed into the ground and slid away from her. The infected was trying to get a bite of her but she tried pushing it off.

One hand pushing the infected and the other reaching for an arrow that was being crushed by her weight. It was a difficult struggle. Frowning, she raises a fist and punches the infected, making it loosen up a bit. Reverie kicks it off and sprints down the alley, leaving her bow and arrows in the process. She heard it sprinting behind her and frowns. It was dark and hard to dodge the debris. When she went to look back, her thigh sliced against the sharp edge of a ruste metal trash bin. Letting out a scream, she puts her hand down to her thigh while struggling to run. The cut was deep and went right through her jeans. It hurt and it was bleeding too much. Shaking, she searches for something to defend herself with. The ground was littered with broken glass from the dark windows around her. Falling too her knees, her hands slide over the glass. She begged to find a big enough piece to kill the infected with. Her hands were getting sliced up and her luck was slowly deteriorating.

Right when she could almost hear the breathing of the infected, her hands found a big, sharp piece of glass. The infected jumps at her and she raises the glass up. The infected's neck hit the glass, causing the glass to slide through it's rotting neck. Pushing it's officially dead body off of her, she let's out a couple breaths. Taking her belt off, she ties it tightly around her thigh to try and stop the bleeding.

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Reverie watches the outside world, yet nothing stirred. All was still and silent, the moonlight lighting up the cracked road. Sighing, she looks around the shop, leaning her bow along a table. Picking up a small statue, she stares at it before putting it down. With a sigh, she grabs her bag and pulls out a can of soda. Reverie knew she shouldn't drink the soda without Calixo but she was tired of water. Opening it up, she takes a long gulp, sighing at the refreshing taste and feel in her mouth. Grabbing her bow again, she strolls back to the display window, keeping watch. Soda in one hand, weapon in the other.

Her shift was taking an achingly long time and Reverie just wanted the sun to start peaking over the broken buildings. She had seen nothing yet, not even a rat or mouse disturb the nighttime. The infected seemed to be elsewhere, which scared her. She'd rather be able to see them then wait from them to ambush her. Running a hand through her hair, she keeps her brown eyes focused ahead of her. The two promised they'd wait until morning to move to the hospital. They were nearly out of medicine and bandages and they needed to stock up.

Walking over to her bag, she digs through it. Only three gauze wraps, two bottles of pills and out of everything else. Frowning, she closes the bag and walks back to her spot. The young girl was in no mood to worry about supplies. Reveries and Calixos days had been hard for the past week. Food and water was getting harder to find, shelter was difficult and they were both growing weaker by the second. It was as if they were about to die.

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