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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 27, 2016 23:21:06 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 27, 2016 23:42:01 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 28, 2016 0:13:33 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 28, 2016 1:23:07 GMT -5
I belong to you- mind, body, and spirit... and if I keep typing in this area, I wonder where the paragraph would end up going. Oh, it wraps text quite beautifully, actually. I'm beginning to fall in love with html coding.
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 28, 2016 17:37:45 GMT -5
Litte boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tacky, little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same. There's a green one and a pink one and blue one and yellow one, and they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same. And the people in the houses learn their trade cause they were put in boxes and they came out all the same. There are good guys and bad guys and they imagine they're all heros and they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.
Foster's Home
𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥-𝕤𝕠-𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤
Intro
"Which side did they fight for?" Only a moment of silence. "Nevermind, don't answer that.. I'm nosy. It gets me in trouble with Doctor Foster a lot, actually. She says it's rude to ask that question. Not that I would judge you! Your parents could have fought for either side and I wouldn't treat you any different, I promise! You still don't have to tell me, though." So much for a silence. "My parents were part of the underground. They didn't fight. I wish they had, it would be so cool to think they ran off to battle for a cause! I guess they could have fought for the wrong side though, and is that really a better alternative?" Silence, again. ...Thank goodness... "Oh! I am so sorry! I've been so busy going on and on that I forgot you just landed face first in a pile of grass and dirt. I guess I could explain what's going on a little bit." ...You don't say? ..."I'm Holliday, and I'm the welcoming committee. This is Foster's Home. The doctor takes in those with no family..." ...Then why am I here?... "I assume Foster sends me because I'm the cheeriest of all in this bunch of misfits. She thinks I can deliver the news a little less abrasively than the other students..." ...What news?... "Here is our courtyard, where you landed. It's usually where magic is practiced and powers are used safely. There's a time loop in this specific area, so you can royally mess up, and everything is back to normal in 1 hour! Don't stay in there too long, time flies when you're having fun!" The cheery kid winks. If you're wondering, no he doesn't breathe between sentences. He doesn't need to. ...What is the news?... "Our rooms are in the large building you see at the far edge just on the outside of the forest. They say it's an enchanted forest... but it's just this silly old cat that plants dreams in your head. She's a bother if you ask me, but the Doctor is fond of her, so no one dares lay a finger on her mangy fur. I'll show you to your dorm later, lucky for you I'm your bunk mate!" ...Lucky... "I'm sure the doctor would like to see you first. She will have a lot of questions for you! You'll fit right in here, kid. You wouldn't have gotten a mouth full of turf if otherwise." ...What are you talking about?... "Okay, I tried to postpone as long as I could, but here we are at the Doctor's office, so I'll have to drop the bomb before you go in." ...Finally... "Your parents were away, fighting or hiding from the war. You ended up catapulting through time and space to land your happy little self here. This means your parents are dead. You're an orphan. And you aren't human, so CPS in the human world can't help you. Welcome to Foster's Home for Not-so-Imaginary Friends." ...Well, $&#@...
About We all know the archetype. Giant feud between ancestors, and the younger ones are still living with the consequences. It happens to the best of us, I guess. Anywho, that was simply the back story I needed to spice up the fact that really I just want to role play a bunch of interesting characters in a giant group that have to interact. Basically high school on steroids. Except with wings and magic and monsters and stuff. Way more exciting. This role play could use advanced role players with a big imagination, because honestly, this role play could go just about anywhere! If there was a good idea for what the war was fought over, the characters could begin taking sides and fight amongst themselves. Maybe we find out there are prisoners of war... it's the students parents? And the characters all go out to save their families! Truly.. it could go anywhere. I just need the right role players to join me! These characters are just on an island for misfit toys. They can be half human/half goblin, or full warlock, or maybe a mermaid that doesn't grow a tail until she touches water. I don't mind what your little mind makes up... so long as you can provide a detailed description of their peculiarities and powers. Everyone has a weakness, so please be sure to include one, because if anyone will godmod, it's me, and I'll kill off your "immortal" character. Simply "because I said so." Besides, role plays are a lot more fun if someone dies! Or at least gets really really close to dying. You can always make a new character! You can make more than one character so long as you can keep up with them. Makes for easy side quests if everyone has plenty of characters at their disposal. But don't make so many you can't handle everything. I'll try my best to keep up with the story and include a summary on the front page, but if your character starts an important side quest and then you forget they exist, I'll eliminate the side quest... as if it never existed. And that's just a bummer for those were excited. My name is Jingle Bell, by the way. Bell if you must. Feel free to ask me questions, and push the boundaries, because I'm always happy to hear interesting ideas and veto the ridiculous ones. Welcome to the orphanage, kids!
Rules
1 ;; You know, follow the forum rules and stuff. Don't get my thread deleted. Simple.
2 ;; Full sentences, and correct grammar as much as possible.
3 ;; Be creative! This world gives you endless possibilities, don't bore me.
4 ;; Be friendly. OOC and otherwise. If someone wants to introduce a new character, don't be snobby.
5 ;; Unless you character happens to be snobby, then by all means, snob away.
6 ;; Remember when we had to put the rule "Don't start talking to your friend out of nowhere if you aren't a part of the role play... calling them to another thread is okay, but that's it" ?? Does that apply anymore since we have private messaging?
7 ;; Well, don't spam my thread to say hi to your friend. Private message them.
8 ;; Your character probably isn't the prettiest, or the strongest, or the fastest, or the best. Sorry not sorry. No power playing.
9 ;; I only sound like a royal &%##*, but I'm actually pretty nice! So ask me anything, I'm happy to help.
10 ;; I don't mind if you take my layout code, but give me a shout out! I worked hard to make this pretty.
11 ;; Try to be active? But like... I work a full time job that calls me in on most of my days off, so I understand...
12 ;; I know someone is going to make a romance out of this... I get it... but in real life there are enemies and platonic friendships, and parental-type relationships as well! Make connections that don't involve body parts. It's more fun that way.
13 ;; Enjoy yourself!
Characters Doctor Foster ;; Time Keeper ;; Female
The Doctor is the head of the household. She takes care of and looks after all the children in her home. Which is more of a school. Or a concentration camp, depends on your mood. She looks to be in her early thirties with long brown hair always pulled up with a butterfly clip. Her eyes are blue, but nothing too exciting... just your average, every day, grayish blue. She's most often found in comfortable sweatpants and a t shirt. Why would she need to dress fancy for a bunch of orphans? Doctor Foster does age, at a relatively normal rate. She can create time loops, and she guards the pendant that keeps our universe moving at a normal progression, but absolute power corrupts absolutely, so when she gets old she'll pass the pendant to someone younger and responsible. It's better this way, trust me.
Holliday ;; "Welcoming Committee" ;; Male
He has a power... probably. I mean, if he was human he wouldn't have been able to pass the magical barrier and land in this little haven. As far as the rest of the orphanage is concerned, his power is remaining optimistic in the face of death. It makes most of them want to vomit, but Doctor Foster loves her little ray of sunshine. He's been at the orphanage the longest after all. The boy is probably 16 or 17 and stands roughly 5'8 with black hair and green eyes. He's pretty pale and not particularly great at anything. But he's sufficient at most things and that's all that matters. He'll talk bad about the "grumpy old cat" in the forest all day long, but you'll find him in that forest with the cat more than you'll find him anywhere else. She gives him visions of flying or being a wizard or a fire breathing dragon. It helps him deal with the fact that no one knows what his power is, because he doesn't even know what his power is. Holliday was dropped of by the magic baby stork when he was just a year old. Doctor Foster raised him, so he doesn't remember anything of before his time here. Maybe better that way.
Jingle Bell ;; "Grumpy Old Cat" ;; Female
She's just your average outside cat. A little rough around the edges and probably hasn't seen a litter box or collar in her entire lifetime. Her closest friend is Holliday. She takes pity on the poor boy. Jingle Bell spends most of her time giving Holliday grand adventures via lucid dreams she can pass through contact. In one's mind, they're flying over the Grand Canyon, or swimming in the ocean. In the real world they're lying peacefully, seemingly asleep. Along with giving dreams, Jingle Bell can receive them. When another falls asleep of their own accord, Bell can see every dream that flutters through ones mind. Nightmares too.
Character Name ;; Type/Race/Class/Title/Whatever ;; Gender
Here's the description for your character. In paragraph form. Just include a description, a personality, a history, and enough information about your power or peculiarity to let the rest of us know what's going on. You can be a banshee or a yeti or a griffon or a vampire. Anything you can think of so long as I have a sufficient amount of information, and approve your character.
Summary This is where I would put a lovely summary of the story thus far. But all we know as of now... is your parents are dead and now you're stuck with a bunch of crazy people in a protected orphanage. Enjoy!
and they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 29, 2016 1:33:02 GMT -5
𝕗𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥-𝕤𝕠-𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 - - ᴏᴘᴇɴ
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 29, 2016 2:13:25 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 29, 2016 2:21:23 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 29, 2016 14:35:45 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝 on Dec 30, 2016 3:54:30 GMT -5
Full moon and midnight sky, through the dark they ride. warriors of forever will sacrifice the night. One for all and all for one the future time has come. faces filled with torment, your heart beats like a drum. Never will you look back again. You will fight on until the end. Together we will live on.
In this land we have defended from all things dark a cruel...
Now we are defenseless in a world where dragons rule.
Reapers Rising
Intro
 "I wouldn't trust you as far as I could throw you!" His voice, deep and full of authority that radiated years of wisdom. "Oh, miss me with it, Xavier. For the last time, I didn't steal your key! I couldn't get into Atlantis even if I had the key! I don't have a water dragon." She sounded exasperated, and her logic was rather fool proof. What use would she have for a golden key to the lost city when she couldn't survive in the conditions of the city anyway. "Sure, but you could sell the key to someone who does. For something more valuable to you." His rebuttal was pretty rock solid too. "Both of you, stop." An accent. This dragon warrior was from the far east. "These matters are far more important the treasures any of us hold. The Reaper Warriors are growing in numbers, and likewise in strength. Threat is on the horizon and you're bickering about a half-drowned failure of a civilization!" Her voice spoke with centuries of knowledge behind it, and it was clear she had a self-claimed alpha title at the time being. Level headed and bold, but not wreckless. The other two growled, but put their personal vendettas away for the time being. "We still don't even know who is leading this army. The Reapers showed up out of nowhere, and I have never seen another dragon like it." The female without the water dragon seemed defeated by this entire meeting. The three elders were getting nowhere, and with no one to help them, they'd never be able to stop this new wave of Dark Dragons before it took over the world, sending the Naturals into another world, and ripping a gaping hole in the natural order of things. "We know they want to eradicate the entire human population and rule the world as rogues, Kleo. If we don't stop this, the Creator will have to step in, and if anyone remembers the last time he came around, things didn't end pretty for the Land Dragons." He emphasized his words with dramatic tail swishes, and a gaudy display of his wingspan. Xavier was arrogant. Clearly. "You think I don't know that? Did you come up with a plan to stop them, or would you like to regurgitate more textbook facts that we all have previously learned?" Kleo lacked patience. It often got in the way of her hearing others out. What a dysfunctional counsel this was. It's no wonder you scoffed out loud. Stupid mistake, but understood and probably forgivable.
"Who goes there?" The east dragon called and you knew there was no more hiding. Well, you blew your cover already. The elders would either kill you or let you fight in the war, so you might as well just step out. "I have a small army. We can fight."
About The Dragon Warriors are a gifted group of humans with dragon blood in their veins. Each holds a familiar, a full-blood dragon that serves as soldier, companion, guardian and friend. Most dragons are from natural ancestors. Those that guarded water, earth or sky. The dragons come in many shapes and sizes, from the smallest dragonflies, to the largest airplanes. Size isn't directly related to power. Many of the smallest dragons are the oldest and most practiced in their powers. The Naturals have noticed an influx of new dragons, they call the Dark Dragons. The Reaper Warriors are the humans breeding a new type of dragon of necromancy. They seem to be stealing souls from the otherworld and creating slave soldiers. The Reaper's goal seems to be killing off the humans so they can rule freely on Earth. The natural order of things forbids this, and the creator will have to step in if something isn't done about this onslaught of chaos. Last time the creator stepped in, an entire world was wiped out. In the blink of an eye, millions of years of evolution just erased from history. The Dark Dragons must be stopped. Your average dragons squabble over gold and jewels, each having a treasury of the most beautiful shinies they can find, but the elders hold treasures far more valuable.. from the key to the city of Atlantis to a stolen Golden Gate into Heaven. Dark Dragons find no interest in materialistic treasures. They want souls. Human souls, and it seems they'll do anything to obtain any and ALL souls.
 Rules
1 ;; You know, follow the forum rules and stuff. Don't get my thread deleted. Simple.
2 ;; Full sentences, and correct grammar as much as possible.
3 ;; Be creative! This world gives you endless possibilities, don't bore me.
4 ;; Be friendly. OOC and otherwise. If someone wants to introduce a new character, don't be snobby.
5 ;; Unless you character happens to be snobby, then by all means, snob away.
6 ;; Remember when we had to put the rule "Don't start talking to your friend out of nowhere if you aren't a part of the role play... calling them to another thread is okay, but that's it" ?? Does that apply anymore since we have private messaging?
7 ;; Well, don't spam my thread to say hi to your friend. Private message them.
8 ;; Your character probably isn't the prettiest, or the strongest, or the fastest, or the best. Sorry not sorry. No power playing.
9 ;; I only sound like a royal &%##*, but I'm actually pretty nice! So ask me anything, I'm happy to help.
10 ;; I don't mind if you take my layout code, but give me a shout out! I worked hard to make this pretty.
11 ;; Try to be active? But like... I work a full time job that calls me in on most of my days off, so I understand...
12 ;; I know someone is going to make a romance out of this... I get it... but in real life there are enemies and platonic friendships, and parental-type relationships as well! Make connections that don't involve body parts. It's more fun that way.
13 ;; Enjoy yourself!
Characters Elders
Dragon Name ;; Dragon Type ;;Dragon Gender
The Description
Human Name ;; Human Gender ;; Human Age
The Description
Warriors
Dragon Name ;; Dragon Type ;; Dragon Gender
The Description
Human Name ;; Human Gender ;; Human Age
The Description
Senior Warriors
Dragon Name ;; Dragon Type ;; Dragon Gender
The Description
Human Name ;; Human Gender ;; Human Age
The Description
Fledglings
Dragon Name ;; Dragon Type ;; Dragon Gender
The Description
Human Name ;; Human Gender ;; Human Age
The Description
 Summary This is where I would put a lovely summary of the story thus far. But all we know as of now... is there are some natural dragons, and there are some dark magic necromancer dragons that no one likes. Have fun, kids!
Pictures are drawn by me. Art software: Leonardo, Medium: Surface Pro 4
Song Lyrics: Where Dragons Rule by Dragonforce
Layout done by me
Writing done by me.
In a land we have defended from all things dark and cruel,.now we are defenseless in a land where dragons rule
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are you bright?