shylarahAppearance: Pale gray fur for the most part, with darker ear tips, muzzle, and tail. She has slightly dappled darker marks on each of her flanks, and a white belly. She has large amber eyes, a few random nicks on both ears and a minor scar on her shoulder from a close call with a grizzly bear.
Name: Ibis
Age: Seven years
Gender: Female
Role in Pack: Alpha Female
Personality: Very level-headed and calm, she thinks thoroughly through every decision. She feels a need to balance action and discussion, and if one of her decisions is challenged, it will most likely make her rethink things. Despite this, she's a confident leader, and is skilled at leading hunts and such. Although mournful over the loss of her mate, she is determined to push this to the back of her mind, because she has a pack to worry about. When not giving orders, she is quiet and observant. She is even (mostly) calm when angry, and gives punishments with such a level voice that one might think she has a heart of stone. Of course, this is not true, especially as she usually gives very light discipline such as, "You are to miss the next meal."
History: Ibis was born and raised in the Land of Fire, as she grew to call it. Her history isn't really unusual; like many wolves she left her pack at around two years old because of food availability problems and because she wanted to see the world. She wandered for a few years until she found another lone wolf, who later became her mate. They had three litters, two of which have dispersed, and the third of which was attacked by parvovirus. The only surviving pup is Luna. The next most noticeable thing is, of course, her mate going cray-cray and running away.
Other: (SCREAMS) BREAD
Appearance: Dark, reddish-brown fur on his muzzle, above his eyes, on his belly and his tail. All his other fur is black, with small flecks of brown. He has big paws that somewhat resemble that of a pup's (but don't mention that to him), a slim build, and a broad muzzle. His eyes are a bright yellow-green color, and they almost never blink.
Name: Lumen
Age: Three years
Gender: Male
Role in Pack: Hunter
Personality: Lumen is a confident young wolf, but that doesn't stop him from being as polite as he can. He can be a little bit of a clown sometimes, and is playful when he's not hunting. When he is hunting, he is focused, silent, and serious, and it's probably the only time at all he is, unless maybe he's in lethal danger. He doesn't know what to think of the Alpha Male's recent disappearance, and he doesn't want to think about it. He would rather brag about how his contribution to the most recent hunt, explore, chase butterflies, or admire his reflection in a pond or something like that.
History: He was born in another pack, but forced to disperse early (at about 1 year) due to a short famine in which most of his pack fragmented. His uncle stuck with him, teaching him how to hunt until he was two years old. At this time, Lumen's uncle was killed in a mudslide, and shortly afterward, Ibis and her pack found him. He had a difficult time integrating into pack life again, but once he did, he adapted well.
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We live in a land of unimaginable beauty, where the mighty branches of the trees in our forests brush the very Heavens, where the sunsets turn our vast plains into calm seas of gold, where the lush grass beside the shimmering rivers hide all kinds of life. It is also, though, a very strange land. It is a land where pools of colored water hiss and boil, where strange mouths in the earth spit out magnificent plumes of steam and where the angry Earth thunders and shakes and splits itself into great yawning cracks. It is a land of fire and steam, but also a land of life.
Strange things have been happening in this land, however. The pack has been having a harder time procuring food from the great herds of elk and bison that roam; it’s as if they’ve been leaving. Every day the hunters have to travel farther to find the prey. And three nights ago, when the waning crescent was at its highest, my mate woke me and warned me of a dreadful dream he’d had.
”The spirits of the Other had me in their icy grasps, and they only let go when I woke up! The lands were empty but the Gods of the Under told me, they told me! Their anger hissed through the Earth and they made me watch, oh yes, they made me watch the ground explode. The ash of great fires fell from the sky like snow, blanketed the ground like snow, it caught in my throat and choked me. When the red fires of Death were past, there was nothing but winter, winter for our whole lives, and our children and grandchildren’s lives, winter forever! The Earth will swallow us. There is no escape! There is no--goodbye. Goodbye, my pack! Goodbye, my land! I will see you all in the depths of the fiery Earth where there is nothing to eat but the molten blood of the Gods of the Under!”
After the speech, during which he didn’t take a single breath, and drooled like a dog and trembled like the leaves of the aspens in the autumn, while I was too stunned to respond to his warning, he ran like all of the Under was after him. And I suppose he thought it was.
Notes:
There is no magic in this RP (at this current time, anyway).
The roles are listed by importance, top to bottom. Everyone would care about pups, however, unless your character is cold hearted.
The setting is a place that is similar to the Yellowstone supervolcano, but not the same.
If you have questions, we’ll be happy to answer them!
The pack will start to flee once this starts, so they don't have one fixed living space.
Roles:
Alpha(s): Ibis (CLIW)
Beta(s):
Hunter(s): Lumen (CLIW),
Omega(s):
Pup(s): Luna (datadogie),
Loner(s): Ahoy (Espatier)
Rules
0. Gms are CLIW and Datadogie
1. No godmodding
2. No killing players without their permission
3. Do not do things that majorly affect the story without permission from a GM or CO-GM
4. If you have read the rules, put ‘Bread’ somewhere in your CS
5. If someone is upsetting you, let a GM/CO-GM know
6. No focusing everything on your character. Everyone is involved in a way
7. Romance is allowed, but don’t go too far, if you do go to Pm, or fade to black, as it is PG-13
8. Any other common roleplay rules we may have missed
9. There is a maximum of three characters per person
10. We have the right to change or add rules
Character Sheet
Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role in Pack:
Personality:
History:
Other:
Strange things have been happening in this land, however. The pack has been having a harder time procuring food from the great herds of elk and bison that roam; it’s as if they’ve been leaving. Every day the hunters have to travel farther to find the prey. And three nights ago, when the waning crescent was at its highest, my mate woke me and warned me of a dreadful dream he’d had.
”The spirits of the Other had me in their icy grasps, and they only let go when I woke up! The lands were empty but the Gods of the Under told me, they told me! Their anger hissed through the Earth and they made me watch, oh yes, they made me watch the ground explode. The ash of great fires fell from the sky like snow, blanketed the ground like snow, it caught in my throat and choked me. When the red fires of Death were past, there was nothing but winter, winter for our whole lives, and our children and grandchildren’s lives, winter forever! The Earth will swallow us. There is no escape! There is no--goodbye. Goodbye, my pack! Goodbye, my land! I will see you all in the depths of the fiery Earth where there is nothing to eat but the molten blood of the Gods of the Under!”
After the speech, during which he didn’t take a single breath, and drooled like a dog and trembled like the leaves of the aspens in the autumn, while I was too stunned to respond to his warning, he ran like all of the Under was after him. And I suppose he thought it was.
Notes:
There is no magic in this RP (at this current time, anyway).
The roles are listed by importance, top to bottom. Everyone would care about pups, however, unless your character is cold hearted.
The setting is a place that is similar to the Yellowstone supervolcano, but not the same.
If you have questions, we’ll be happy to answer them!
The pack will start to flee once this starts, so they don't have one fixed living space.
Roles:
Alpha(s): Ibis (CLIW)
Beta(s):
Hunter(s): Lumen (CLIW),
Omega(s):
Pup(s): Luna (datadogie),
Loner(s): Ahoy (Espatier)
Rules
0. Gms are CLIW and Datadogie
1. No godmodding
2. No killing players without their permission
3. Do not do things that majorly affect the story without permission from a GM or CO-GM
4. If you have read the rules, put ‘Bread’ somewhere in your CS
5. If someone is upsetting you, let a GM/CO-GM know
6. No focusing everything on your character. Everyone is involved in a way
7. Romance is allowed, but don’t go too far, if you do go to Pm, or fade to black, as it is PG-13
8. Any other common roleplay rules we may have missed
9. There is a maximum of three characters per person
10. We have the right to change or add rules
Character Sheet
Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role in Pack:
Personality:
History:
Other:
I'll have a CS up later tonight or tomorrow, I hope!
FaithsRose said
Wow, that's just...really harsh :O I'm not going to argue, but I think I'm going to withdraw from this RP. It's really spiraled further away from what I thought it was, I understand how it can be annoying when an RP doesn't go your way and people don't stick to the rules but can I just point out here that at no point in the interest checks or the OOC starting post have you specified what you actually want from people except their roles :S In fact I was under the impression we could have powers if we wanted them, there was nothing about needing them. Or needing them to be powerful. A lot of people have had really good ideas on powers but you've shot them down without even giving them the chance to demonstrate them :O Plus does it not feel like your recycling all the same powers? Wouldn't variety also be a powerful thing? I'm really sorry to post this but I feel I needed to say that. You have an awesome idea going here, or did from what I read in the Interest check and I honestly really hope it all works out for you :) But I'm sorry I won't be continuing with this, I can edit or (if possible) delete my posts in this thread for you if you would like me to. Best of luck to you all :)
I'm honestly going to have to agree. In the beginning I totally understood with your suggestion that I change my CS, but at this point, after seeing that nearly every single power has been pretty much uselessly shot down, and after that somewhat-large outburst, I think I'm gonna withdraw as well. Bye. Good luck with your roleplay.
Interested!
When will we start? I'm excited. ^^
Alright. I'll settle for acid control, if it's okay that he's only got one power.
Edited my CS, hopefully the powers are legit this time.
The One said
Good Cs CLIW but your power is more of an ability than a power. If I were you I'd change your power to something else so he is stronger and able to defend himself from enemy packs or loners.
Alright, sounds good. I'll think of something.
Name: Solis
Gender: Male
Age: Four years
Appearance:
Personality: Soft-spoken and usually quiet. For the most part he prefers not to be noticed, so he can appear sneaky and un-trustworthy, although this is far from the case; he's loyal to the pack up to his last breath. He's intelligent and observant, paying a lot of attention to the world around him, but is really awkward in conversations. Despite his awkwardness, he's certainly not submissive (to ranks below him) and is assertive when he really needs to be. He's a good fighter, but would much rather settle things peacefully. He also always takes a lot of care to look nice/well-groomed. He gets self-conscious easily, and when he's self-conscious, he gets clumsy too. He's most likely to spend any free time he has in shallow bodies of water, especially in summer.
Bio: He was born into a pack consisting of his mother, his father, and his four sisters and three brothers. Of course he loved them all very much, but when he was two years old he decided to strike out in search of adventure! After realizing how hard it was to survive alone, when he was three years old, he joined this pack and worked hard to be as good a Sentinel as he could be.
Rank: Sentinel Male
Power 1: Control over acid/pH.
Power 2:
Markings: His left ear is badly nicked, mostly because it happened to accumulate all the damage from real fights, play fights, falls and other injuries. He also has a small pink scar on his nose from an accidental bite.
Family: His entire birth-pack consists of his parents and siblings.
Mate: None. (Although he could certainly develop a crush, but don't expect him to act on it.)
Friends: I'll wait for more characters to come around and then maybe he can develop some friendships.
Sentimental Attachment: The shiny rocks he keeps where he sleeps.
Other:
Gender: Male
Age: Four years
Appearance:
Personality: Soft-spoken and usually quiet. For the most part he prefers not to be noticed, so he can appear sneaky and un-trustworthy, although this is far from the case; he's loyal to the pack up to his last breath. He's intelligent and observant, paying a lot of attention to the world around him, but is really awkward in conversations. Despite his awkwardness, he's certainly not submissive (to ranks below him) and is assertive when he really needs to be. He's a good fighter, but would much rather settle things peacefully. He also always takes a lot of care to look nice/well-groomed. He gets self-conscious easily, and when he's self-conscious, he gets clumsy too. He's most likely to spend any free time he has in shallow bodies of water, especially in summer.
Bio: He was born into a pack consisting of his mother, his father, and his four sisters and three brothers. Of course he loved them all very much, but when he was two years old he decided to strike out in search of adventure! After realizing how hard it was to survive alone, when he was three years old, he joined this pack and worked hard to be as good a Sentinel as he could be.
Rank: Sentinel Male
Power 1: Control over acid/pH.
Power 2:
Markings: His left ear is badly nicked, mostly because it happened to accumulate all the damage from real fights, play fights, falls and other injuries. He also has a small pink scar on his nose from an accidental bite.
Family: His entire birth-pack consists of his parents and siblings.
Mate: None. (Although he could certainly develop a crush, but don't expect him to act on it.)
Friends: I'll wait for more characters to come around and then maybe he can develop some friendships.
Sentimental Attachment: The shiny rocks he keeps where he sleeps.
Other:
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