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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 22:07:23 GMT -5
"Miserable, magpie-smart, little cur -" Note for future reference that 'magpie-smart' is actually an compliment, not an insult. If anything, magpies are smarter than dogs. ]
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Oct 31, 2016 22:09:19 GMT -5
Sorry. I didn't know how to reply and it has been a long day. I also posted from my phone so it looked longer than it ended up being...)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 22:20:52 GMT -5
It was almost laughable that this cur thought that Parker was her mate. Then he thinks that bringing up her mate -or as Lad so delicately put it, Baby daddy-would wound her? She gave a short laugh and tilted her head up in the air from behind Parker. He was more of a fool than she thought if he believed that such a jab could injure her. She smirked back at him, content in her silence. He hadn't said anything that would warrant a responce from her. The mother dog knew the game he was playing; she had been a participant many a times. Fortunately, he knew next to nothing about her which was to her advantage. The less someone's knew in a battle of wits, then the better it was her. Let him continue to make a fool of himself and say ridiculous statements. It wouldn't hurt her any. Lad began to circle both, ears shoved forward and tail high in the air. This skirmish was no longer a mere battle; to Lad, it had turned into a fight for dominance. He calculated each move carefully, making sure to move near the most sensitive and vulnerable areas: The flank, the hindquarters. He even dared lean over and peer intently at not Parker's, but April's neck. He sniffed it in an almost twisted way, seemingly taking as much time as possible.
“Both of you,” he suddenly murmured. His newfound quietness was an indication of genuine anger and the assertion that underlay it. “Stop it with your games. Three can play at wits.”
He began to circle again, but broke off to charge at Parker, halting abruptly to push his face forward warningly. Their noses now almost touched. Lad peeled his quivering lips over to expose yellowing fangs. He suddenly looked much older, but in an imposing way. His stance was one reminiscent of the classic fighting figure, a bearish wretch with muttonchops adorning harsh jaws, except Lad was much, much smaller (and he was also a dog).
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 6:44:05 GMT -5
"Miserable, magpie-smart, little cur -" Note for future reference that 'magpie-smart' is actually an compliment, not an insult. If anything, magpies are smarter than dogs. ] XD Oh dang it. That stinks. Thanks for telling me!)
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Post by Stormheart on Nov 1, 2016 6:51:54 GMT -5
Thunderstorm smiled. "Well, I got necklaces, earrings, headbands, bracelets, and rings, all crafted from quality bronze, copper, silver, and gold. Each piece is studded with fine jewels, whether it be sapphires, rubies, diamonds, amethyst, emeralds, or an assortment," he said matter-of-factly, grinning widely. "May I make a suggestion?" He inquired, eyes full of friendliness.
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Post by Stormheart on Nov 1, 2016 6:54:26 GMT -5
Amber snorted in laughter, eyes dancing with amusement. She held in a laugh as she watched Thunder and Liberty flirt, the merchant dog seemed to be falling for Liberty's game already.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 9:04:16 GMT -5
Liberty stood and padded over. "What's your suggestion?" she asked as she slowly stretched her long, thin body. She looked up at him and tilted her head, eyes shining seductively.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 9:14:17 GMT -5
I honestly should have told you earlier, but no dog has found an actual position yet. The Nomads don't arrive until the pack starts. Your dog should not be dealing yet. ]
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Post by Stormheart on Nov 1, 2016 14:23:33 GMT -5
(Well would it be okay if my dog just finished this deal at least if Liberty agrees? I don't want to freeze our characters)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 15:25:49 GMT -5
NOTICE!
A new thread moderated by @mongrel will be instigated soon. All media, including user posts, from this thread will be transferred to it and you will be able to pick up where you left off. A link will be posted when the transfer is complete. You will not be required to reinstate applications or other media, as they will already be there.
Carry on for right now.
~@mongrel and lozi
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 15:31:05 GMT -5
NOTE THAT THERE MIGHT BE VERY MINOR CHANGES IN THE SYSTEM.
If you have any questions, now is the best time to bring them up.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 15:44:40 GMT -5
@mongrel loziApril recoiled at the intrusion and growled loudly. Hackles raised and eyes glinting with warning, she too lowered her voice, matching him in treat level, "Don't touch me, creep!" Unfortunatly, her was forgetting that he was dealing with a very angry, extremely hungry. pregnant female who wasn't going to take dung from a lowlife such as him. She knew that this had turned into a dominance battle, but to her it was still a battle for a warm and safe place to eat and rest. He didn't have a belly full of pups that needed shelter. He didn't know the overwhelming sense of protection that was inning through her veins at the moment. But who could he? He was a male that was bent on destruction and the gaining of territory. He didn't know her plight. Saddened by their situation, April lowered her ears and her tail tucked slightly in a sign of submission.What else was she to do now? She couldn't fight and she had royally messed up her chance to run. If Parker lost the fight then she (and her pups) would most likely die. It pained her to submit to such a violent and foul mouthed dog, but it wasn't her only choice. Maybe he would spare her if she simply submitted to him.
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Post by Stormheart on Nov 1, 2016 15:47:33 GMT -5
(Okay, thank you for informing us)
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Post by lozi on Nov 1, 2016 16:42:22 GMT -5
@mongrel lozi April recoiled at the intrusion and growled loudly. Hackles raised and eyes glinting with warning, she too lowered her voice, matching him in treat level, "Don't touch me, creep!" Unfortunatly, her was forgetting that he was dealing with a very angry, extremely hungry. pregnant female who wasn't going to take dung from a lowlife such as him. She knew that this had turned into a dominance battle, but to her it was still a battle for a warm and safe place to eat and rest. He didn't have a belly full of pups that needed shelter. He didn't know the overwhelming sense of protection that was inning through her veins at the moment. But who could he? He was a male that was bent on destruction and the gaining of territory. He didn't know her plight. Saddened by their situation, April lowered her ears and her tail tucked slightly in a sign of submission.What else was she to do now? She couldn't fight and she had royally messed up her chance to run. If Parker lost the fight then she (and her pups) would most likely die. It pained her to submit to such a violent and foul mouthed dog, but it wasn't her only choice. Maybe he would spare her if she simply submitted to him. I can just see Parker silently falling in love with April, and her unable to get over her old mate. I would love to see that happen. XD He'd be too much of a sweetheart to say anything, and April would probably only see it as his promise to protect and help her. ))
Seeing that April submitted, Parker realized that any fight could lead to her injury. He sighed, shaking his head frustratedly. His hackles fell, and so did his tail and ears. Looking at April, his eyes squinted with unhappiness, knowing what he had to do. Going from his paws to his knees, he pulled back his lips in a grimace of a submissive plea. His tail was pulled so far under his belly that it almost touched his chest. Crawling forward on his hocks and belly, he tentatively licked underneath Lad's chin. Come on Parker, you told her you'd protect her. This is the way to do it.
He rolled onto his belly in front of Lad, exposing a long, jagged scar that ran from the bottom of his chest to the edge of his ribs, clearly the product of a fight. It was if he was offering the dog to rip open the scar, surely killing him instantly. Whining, whimpering, sniveling, simpering, groveling, anything to make the dog understand he had given up, he began to make his verbal pleas. "I know that I can't fight you. Please, I beg of you, do as you wish to me, but do not hurt April. Do what you wish to do to her to me instead. I brought her into this, she was only with me to get food. We have steaks out side that you may take." His voice was desperate, and the way he sounded appalled him.
Fear stink must have been radiating off of him, because the shepherd was wrinkling his muzzle with distaste, but nodding slightly. Parker's chest heaved with relief, praying that the Shepherd would keep the heartless dog from doing anything to April. He shut his eyes, awaiting a sharp nip into his rips, a break of the spine, whatever the dog would do to him.
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Post by Panthermoon on Nov 1, 2016 17:33:29 GMT -5
Harper, still hungry after catching mice for Rhapsody, returned to the corner to flush out a few more and catch them. She caught a few, leaning down to eat them quickly. Licking her muzzle after she finished, she lifted her gaze to look at the other dog. "Are you from around here?" She asked, sitting down to try and lick her fur dry. It was drying slowly on its own, so she figured she would try and speed it up. Her fur began to fluff up as a result of it not drying without her licking it.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 19:29:35 GMT -5
Liberty stood and padded over. "What's your suggestion?" she asked as she slowly stretched her long, thin body. She looked up at him and tilted her head, eyes shining seductively.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 19:40:01 GMT -5
ATTENTION:
There will be a change of system on the new page. Instead of applications being listed expressly, each user will have a thread for each application (1 application per thread). These threads will be linked to the Allegiances page with the links disguised as the name of the character.
Copy your applications from version of the RP and make threads for each individual character. Send these links to me. START DOING THIS RIGHT NOW.
This way, you can edit your application any time and add new information.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 19:41:44 GMT -5
I feel like that's a bit tedious and will fill the topic with unesscary threads. Maybe have a link to the bio page where people can add their characters once they've been accepted and then they can edit whenever they need
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 19:42:31 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 19:43:55 GMT -5
I feel like that's a bit tedious and will fill the topic with unesscary threads. Maybe have a link to the bio page where people can add their characters once they've been accepted and then they can edit whenever they need That's less exact. If any of you feel this way, feel free to keep a single character page with all of your applications on it. Send these to me. They are to be titled '(name here)'s TW Character Page'.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 19:46:24 GMT -5
I feel it would work better. I don't think the mods would approve of a page for each person. That'd be so many threads. How would one be any more or less exact than the other? A bio page would be one thread and each person could have one post for all their characters or one post per character and it would work much better)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 19:50:53 GMT -5
I feel it would work better. I don't think the mods would approve of a page for each person. That'd be so many threads. How would one be any more or less exact than the other? A bio page would be one thread and each person could have one post for all their characters or one post per character and it would work much better) Bio Page it is, then.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 20:17:40 GMT -5
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 20:23:32 GMT -5
You could put your marysue test link on there too. That could be cool)
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Post by Stormheart on Nov 1, 2016 20:30:17 GMT -5
(Can I just PM you with my character descriptions Mongrel?)
Thunder smiled. "Well," he began charmingly, his handsome eyes danced. "I believe that this flawless emerald and diamond necklace would compliment your fur just wonderfully," he insisted. "And perhaps a matching headband." The man fitted the two pieces upon Liberty and gasped. "Ahh yes, you sure look beautiful," he said, gaping in awe. The necklace was close to the neck, and the headband around her forehead just below her ears. "Those pieces look lovely on you," he said, slightly frowning. "But something is missing..." The merchant dug through his bag, careful to not damage his goods. "Ahh," he barked, grinning ear to ear. "This is it." Thunder held his law out to reveal two white pearl earrings. "What do you think?" He asked, beaming at her.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Nov 1, 2016 20:33:51 GMT -5
Liberty looked at herself in the reflection of a window. She thouight for a moment then shook her head. "What else have you got?" she asked with a grin, leading him on now. She wanted him to go through as much as possible before she decided when to stop toying with him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 20:37:01 GMT -5
(Can I just PM you with my character descriptions Mongrel?) Could you please just post them on the Bio Page? That would simplify things. That way, you can add new information any time and it's not my burden. It's a self-serving page. ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 20:46:08 GMT -5
All right, got it done guys. Both my characters are on the Bio Page. Mongrel, do you want to reply to Hiraeth before I do? Just didn't know if there was something that you wanted to do with the situation. )
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Post by lozi on Nov 1, 2016 21:14:07 GMT -5
@mongrel lozi April recoiled at the intrusion and growled loudly. Hackles raised and eyes glinting with warning, she too lowered her voice, matching him in treat level, "Don't touch me, creep!" Unfortunatly, her was forgetting that he was dealing with a very angry, extremely hungry. pregnant female who wasn't going to take dung from a lowlife such as him. She knew that this had turned into a dominance battle, but to her it was still a battle for a warm and safe place to eat and rest. He didn't have a belly full of pups that needed shelter. He didn't know the overwhelming sense of protection that was inning through her veins at the moment. But who could he? He was a male that was bent on destruction and the gaining of territory. He didn't know her plight. Saddened by their situation, April lowered her ears and her tail tucked slightly in a sign of submission.What else was she to do now? She couldn't fight and she had royally messed up her chance to run. If Parker lost the fight then she (and her pups) would most likely die. It pained her to submit to such a violent and foul mouthed dog, but it wasn't her only choice. Maybe he would spare her if she simply submitted to him. I can just see Parker silently falling in love with April, and her unable to get over her old mate. I would love to see that happen. XD He'd be too much of a sweetheart to say anything, and April would probably only see it as his promise to protect and help her. ))
Seeing that April submitted, Parker realized that any fight could lead to her injury. He sighed, shaking his head frustratedly. His hackles fell, and so did his tail and ears. Looking at April, his eyes squinted with unhappiness, knowing what he had to do. Going from his paws to his knees, he pulled back his lips in a grimace of a submissive plea. His tail was pulled so far under his belly that it almost touched his chest. Crawling forward on his hocks and belly, he tentatively licked underneath Lad's chin. Come on Parker, you told her you'd protect her. This is the way to do it.
He rolled onto his belly in front of Lad, exposing a long, jagged scar that ran from the bottom of his chest to the edge of his ribs, clearly the product of a fight. It was if he was offering the dog to rip open the scar, surely killing him instantly. Whining, whimpering, sniveling, simpering, groveling, anything to make the dog understand he had given up, he began to make his verbal pleas. "I know that I can't fight you. Please, I beg of you, do as you wish to me, but do not hurt April. Do what you wish to do to her to me instead. I brought her into this, she was only with me to get food. We have steaks out side that you may take." His voice was desperate, and the way he sounded appalled him.
Fear stink must have been radiating off of him, because the shepherd was wrinkling his muzzle with distaste, but nodding slightly. Parker's chest heaved with relief, praying that the Shepherd would keep the heartless dog from doing anything to April. He shut his eyes, awaiting a sharp nip into his rips, a break of the spine, whatever the dog would do to him. Not to push this on you Mongrel, but I'm just reposting this because it lost in all the news updates. XD ))
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