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-Follow all WP rules -This one is pretty self explanatory, Dont control my characters. - Contribute to the plot, don't be afraid to add your own plot twists and etc. - Foul Language is fine just not every other sentence to the point where it's irritating.
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• [ Please DO NOT fill out a form if you cannot meet the word requirement. If our characters are interacting or you're having writers block then the word requirement does not apply but I'd still appreciate you reaching it. ]
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Topics you're interested in: Mostly plots revolving around vampires/lycans/shifters in either medieval or modern times.
Activity: This varies, I'm typically very busy, especially during the day, so even if it says I'm online doesn't necessarily mean I really am, I often have a tab open to look at art orders while I do my art, and not paying attention to the actual site itself ^^
Roleplay Example: (I'll just pull something out of one of my current roleplays)
At long last, when the bodies had been counted off and the vampires burned and thrown in a bloody pile of char and ash, the lycans headed back west. They had to go in human form, as they couldn't run wolf with the vampire among them, but they made haste and reached the horses quickly. ` As they entered the silent, wayward campsite where their horses were in tow, they were met by a handful of other lycans. "Ryder, it's good to see you alive. We succeeded in the mission, call the others." Ryder nodded, shifting steadily into the form of a great Australian wolf as he let out a firm, baying howl of their triumph to the land. ` A lycan soldier hurried to the middle of the campsite leading a sturdy mottled horse. "Isaiah- General Vinryk- your horse." He stammered through the words, and something warm lit the general's features. "Thank you, cousin." He took the horse's reins and strapped on the captain to its back. The horse chuffed and pawed its hooves on the ground, he disliked carrying the vampire. Vinryk patted the horse's side, before mounting on its saddle. "The group that ventured the forest with me, take your horses. We ride out now. As for those who are left, catch up to us at the packgrounds."
Other: Just FYI that was just a piece of the whole mesage ;v;
Edited at January 11, 2021 04:30 PM by Stained Red
Activity: ( How often are you online ) Every single day, at least 5 hours.
A RP from a sled dog RP:
Cold bit at his face. Snow flew in his ears. Wind stung his eyes. Hailstorm growled softly in fatigue and exhaustion. Looking up at his friends, that also pulled the sled, he remembered the hard times they had been through. He turned back to look at their musher. He had loved them as far as love could go, and they had loved him back. But Hailstorm could sense something today. They all had. He was..changing. They knew this was because of lack of supplies. A recent blizzard had wrecked them. The team had suffered a huge loss. Hailstorm was grateful they lived through all that- the icebergs, polar bears, storms. He sighed wearily and continued to pull the sled.
Suddenly, there was a CRACK. They were close to a frozen river and a piece of ice broke the surface. Hailstorm jumped. He felt all the dogs tense. Then, when nothing else happened, they moved on in silence.
How he wished he could be back at home again...with the warm fireplace crackling, the sweet smell of cookies and biscuits, and outside there would be a clear and starry night. Orion and Leo and Pisces- all those constellations would be visible. Their musher had taught them about constellations. Hailstorm loved them. He imagined what is would be like to be each of them- with Leo, being fierce and strong. With Scorpius, the stinging barb at the end of his tail. As they settled camp for the night, Hailstorm lay down and looked up at the night sky. He let the sound of crickets churping slowly lull him to sleep.