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1 yr ago
Yup. A backstabbing little bitch. She'll get your hopes up for nothing, so don't bother if she messages you!
1 yr ago
Sunflower is a bitch!
1 yr ago
Update: I just heard from them. It's all good now. [Insert sigh of relief.]
1 yr ago
Here's hoping that my friend ships out my birthday gifts today. I can't wait to play Red Dead Redemption 2 again.

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Yup.
Well, either royalty (mostly an heir to the throne) or the child of a hybrid hunter would be the most interesting, in my opinion. In terms of species, I would prefer human.
The Remaining Hybrids

Long ago, when the land and its people was young, there lived superhuman-like creatures called Ghost Hybrids. The Ghost Hybrids, often just called Hybrids, have two forms. A ghost form and a human form, each form resembling the other in same way. However, they stay in their human forms of most the time unless they see a reason to change forms. Often, this will only happened when they are fighting, as being in their human forms lock their ability to use their ghost powers.

Ghost Hybrids are a very proud race yet are very isolated creatures, even to their own species, they make their homes in forgotten areas, like abandoned mansions, forgotten castles, empty caves, abandoned caverns, and mountain tops, anywhere they can go that is away from all of humanity as well as their own kind.

But sadly the humans made a very cruel, sick legend of their species. This legend has caused so much loss and heart ache to the Hybrids. So many hybrids have lost their mates, children, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters to hunters seeking a false story. The cruel legend that was written says that taking the blood, heart, lungs and liver of a Hybrid will grant you immortality as well as their ghostly powers. It was also stated that that bones and teeth of a hybrid have magic use as well. Hunted like game, the few that remained bare scars and heart ache of loss, human they are not, but they still have emotions. Now during the time of merchants, noblemen's, witches and wizards, kings and queens, humans of all ranks and power still seek a Hybrid for the so called immortality and power. Little did they know there are so few left, the remaining are always on the move, hiding what they are in order to survive the world and humans. They are a dying race who all hope and pray that someone, anyone can save them. What would you do if you found a Hybrid?
The Stray Dog

For a while in the town that you live in, there has been a stray dog problem. A whole pack of strays roam the city, and they are very aggressive towards humans, causing those who are seen by humans to be shot. Dogs are not captured and taken to the pound in this city. The leader of the stray dog packs is said to be ruthless, and willing to kill a human to defend his pack.

The Stray Dog’s POV

My name is InuYasha. I am the alpha of the stray dog pack that roams this human city. It smells of human filth, but we have no choice but it live here as the humans destroyed our forestland to build their own world. To make matters worse, the humans shoot us on sight. Some of those that were shot make it out with their lives, but most of them die from infection or the moment the bullet went into their bodies. I am willing to sacrifice myself to defend my packmates. Oh, I forgot to mention something. We are wolf and dog shifters, but we rarely show our human form to anyone.

Human’s POV

These dogs. They have been a nuisance since humans first built this city. That’s what I have always been told. But somehow, I can't bring myself to believe that. I mean, dogs are a man's best friend, so I am a firm believer that they are no bad dogs, only bad owners. So, instead of shooting them, can we tame them?

You come home from work one night. On your way home you spot a white wolf lying on the road, injured after being hit by a car. You pull over, get out of your car and see that the wolf is still alive. You are tempted to call the game warden, but you decide not to. You pick up the unconscious wolf and bring him to your house. You put him in the barn, and the next morning, the wolf is gone. Instead, there’s a human with black hair standing in the place of where the dog was last night. What will you do?
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Kiba let out a yelp of surprise and pain and he felt the bullet hit where his hip connected to his spine. His front legs gave way, but his stubbornness prevented his back legs from doing the same. He looked to where he saw the deer, mentally cursing as he watched the doe exit his line of sight, scared off by the noise of the gun and Kiba's yelp.

Letting out a growl, Kiba tried to force himself to stand up, and give chase. But, a new scent hit his nose, and the large white wolf looked around, before realizing what the scent was and where it was coming from. He had been shot, and his wound was bleeding, staining his white pelt a scarlet color. But Kiba was determined not to fall, despite the fact that pain was making it hard to stay up.

"I have dealt with worse pain than this. But why can't I stand all that well?" Kiba wondered, before he finally lost the battle with his body to stay upright and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Kiba's wolf form was much larger than that of a normal wolf, almost the size of a small horse. This was a typical size of werewolves when they were in their wolf form, so Kiba wasn't too small or too big in terms of werewolf size. But, to someone who never seen a werewolf before, it would almost be too fantasy-like and if they ever saw a werewolf for the first time.

Kiba didn't noticed that there was someone in the trees. He couldn't smell anything other than the deer and the natural forest scents, and it didn't occur to him to look in the trees either. He moved in a little closer and paused, making sure that the doe didn't noticed him before he went for the kill. His ears twitched as he listened for signs of another predator in the area. He knew that humans sometimes covered their scent somehow, but he also knew that if one were to listen close enough, they could hear a human no matter how silent the human intended to be.
Can I be Sonic the Hedgehog and my OC, Sapphire the Dragon?
I'll try to reply this weekend.
@Komorebi Are you starting or I am starting this roleplay?
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