Chatbox
 Amygdala
03:42:56 Amy/Anpmygdala
Cae
Damn.....i wish you all the luck
 Luna❄
03:41:54 Silver (She/her)
I have an unhealthy obsession with drawing my fursona.
 Sheep Guardian
03:40:28 Guarder of the Sheep
My dog Dixie just ate a grape and I thought she'd die and it was all my fault, because I gave it to her, but I looked it up and it said that grapes are toxic to dogs, but if they eat one then they'll be alright, so I'm relived, thought she'd die. . .
 Caeruleum
03:40:12 Cae, Blue
the worst part of the whole thing is, i have work on the puppy boom day, for like 5 hours straight :')
 Caeruleum
03:39:23 Cae, Blue
lost it to 306 wolves 😔
 Amygdala
03:38:41 Amy/Anpmygdala
Cae
Only 11 soaces o.o

Where did you lose all the space you had
 Caeruleum
03:36:22 Cae, Blue
i dont wanna keep anything from 150ish litters when i have just 11 spaces :')
 Amygdala
03:36:21 Amy/Anpmygdala
Luxio
I need to focus on explore so freja can go home tomorrow
 Amygdala
03:35:32 Amy/Anpmygdala
Cae
Who knows, maybee you get something worth keeping
 Leo
03:34:58 Back from hiatus
PvP?
 Caeruleum
03:32:11 Cae, Blue
said i will breed for bones and wont care about anything yet here i am, playing perfect matchmaker and making sure pups wont be ib :')
 Amygdala
03:29:45 Amy/Anpmygdala
Plane
Lmao
Rip
 Boeing
03:29:06 Boe is a bear, Rawr!
I did not just start battling three elephants mindlessly before realizing that they were elephants >.>
 Amygdala
03:27:33 Amy/Anpmygdala
Luxio
I wanted to spare the wall but it's so far gone it won't matter 🤣

And then in summer i will repaint it
 Sheep Guardian
03:26:38 Guarder of the Sheep
Omg. . . I am scared for her life right now. . .
 Boeing
03:26:17 Boe is a bear, Rawr!
Anything can be fixed with tape. If it's not fixed, you're not using enough tape.

Same goes with Number 8 Wire.
 Leo
03:26:14 Back from hiatus
747
Instead of painting... That's a new solution
 Amygdala
03:26:12 Amy/Anpmygdala
Tape is the ultimate thing...it fixes everything XD

My work place has most things taped up because they refuse to come fix stuff
 Nesta
03:25:54 Nes/Spider
Hey chat
 Boeing
03:24:35 Boe is a bear, Rawr!
Leo
What's wrong with tape lol

Refresh

You must be a registered member for more
than 1 day before you can use our chatbox.
Quests
Alliance Battles
Challenges

Hourly Damage Variances
Death Adder : +1
Rattlesnake : -2
Green Python : +3
    Winter   Night   Heavy Snow  Moon: 
 


Forums

→ Wolf Play is a fun game! Sign Up Now!

My Subscriptions
My Bookmarks
My Topics
Latest Topics
Following
Forums > Socialize > Writer's Nook
   1 

Aces Cryptic PonderingsAugust 24, 2023 08:02 AM


Acerbus.

Neutral
 
Posts: 3333
#2923778
Give Award

Welcome to the writing page!

I occassionally create scenarios in my head, and I figure I might as well jot them down where others can read and offer critique.

-

Trigger warning:

Use of foul language may occur - not in excess, but if you are sensitive to certain words, this is your warning.

-

Table of Contents:

Post 1 - this post!

Post 2 - Characters / slight descriptions

Post 3 - World setting / worldbuilding

Post 4 - Introduction of Seren


Edited at August 24, 2023 10:34 AM by Acerbus.
Aces Cryptic PonderingsAugust 24, 2023 08:06 AM


Acerbus.

Neutral
 
Posts: 3333
#2923780
Give Award

Norrix Jayde Steros

Norri, Stereo

Age: 20 years

Species: Human, Fae

Eye Color: Dark hazel (dark green with deep gold iris)

Hair color + texture: Thick, coarse, dark brown

Height: 5'7

Weight: 180 lbs.

Build: Athletic/fit, slight curves but mostly muscle

-

Back story: Centuries past, a prophecy was said to have been delivered by the Gods themselves. Written within was the story of a being who would be born to eliminate the evils of the world, in turn saving it from certain death. When Norrix Steros was born, a ripple of power scoured the world, combatting even the most powerful beings for a small moment of release. And so the savior was born.

Although they would never allow it to be known, the Gods did not deliver this prophecy; in fact, they had no idea who - or what - could have done such a thing. After Norrix was born, she was watched from afar. Her mother, half-Fae herself, knew enough about magic and warding to hide Norrix to the best of her ability.

-

After living in isolation for her entire life, Norrix decides enough is enough - her mother won't tell her why she is trapped, and Norrix wants to be normal.

So, she leaves.

As she struggles to merge into civilization, she meets Amitiel - under the alias Irena Annala.

-

Amitiel

"Irena Grace Annala"

Age: 2439 years, presents as 23 years

Species: Seraphim, angle

Eye color: Green

Hair color + texture: Fine, wispy, red

Height: 5'9

Weight: 165 lbs.

Build: Slim

-

Seren

Species: Dragon, shifter

Age: As old as legend

Gender: Female

APPEARANCE

Eye Color: Golden brown

Hair color: Brown

Height: 5'5

Weight: 130 lbs.

In human form, Seren appears almost overly normal. Her heritage prevents her from entirely blending in, and despite her average features, she is considered exceedingly beautiful. Even in this form, she moves with preternatural grace, seeming to glide through the space she occupies.

Her dragon form is not much more than raging flame to the human eye. Beneath the layer of scorching fire and ember, her scales are shades of gold, orange, and red, seeming to shimmer with her fiery form. Despite slitted pupils, her eyes are otherwise unchanged, and bear a disturbingly human appearance even in her beastly form. She is able to "dim" the flames that encapsulate this form, but often chooses to leave them at full raging force to hide herself from prying eyes.

PERSONALITY

Cunning | Ambitious | Calculated

The ancient legends of Audura claim that within the forest of the Steppes, a raging, feral beast claims her home. Among varying demons from the lesser levels of Hell, this being was said to have been borne from the deepest Pits, by the Devil himself. Those who saw her, if they survived, were left blinded and scorched.

Intelligent | Wise | Observant

These few survivors returned to tell stories of a beast as bright as the Sun, with the rage and cunning skill of the Devil's right hand. Perhaps she was.

The dragon claimed the forest for herself, and through legends she ensured to be passed down for generations, she was left alone to fester in solitude; detached from her home, stuck in a world of creatures who thought her nothing but evil, she stayed in her forest, content to be exactly as they thought.

-

Atria Quinn

Name: Atria Quinn Knotley

Species: Fae

Age: Dependent on RP

Birth date: 13 November

Gender: Female

APPEARANCE:

Eye color: Dark green

Hair color: Ashy blonde, with dark brown lowlights

Height: 5'6

Weight: 150 lbs.

Body type: Fit, slight curves

Standing at 5'6, Atria is average in height and build - not too fit, but she definitely stays in shape. Dark green eyes are slightly upturned, helping to highlight prominent cheekbones and a deep cupids bown in the lip. Her nose is straight, adding to the angular features of her face.

Often times, Atria is seen in nothing more than jeans and an oversized tee shirt, or her gym clothes. Most days, she does very little makeup, but goes to great efforts to ensure mascara is on - her eyes are her biggest insecurity.

Her hair is roughly shoulder length, and more often than not, is down framing her face. When she has to, she puts it half up, but rarely fully up.

PERSONALITY

Stubborn | Defiant | Hot-tempered

Atria is always right. It's just how the world works. When challenged, she will fight - sometimes literally - to prove that she is right. Backing down is not her strong suit.

Although she defends herself with vigor, she is too stubborn to acknowledge when she is wrong, often times leading her to stew in silence until she musters the strength to apologize - albeit halfheartedly.

Loyal | Mischievous | Defensive

When it comes to her friends and family, Atria will defend them with the courage of a pride of lions; nobody says ill of her family and gets away with it. Overhearing even the whisper of a threat will send her tackling the perpetrator to the ground, followed by a trip to the infirmary.

When brute strength fails, Atria is a downright rotten prankster. She will use everything to her advantage when fighting someone, often in a war they don't even know they've waged. Her ability to commit the most atricous pranks never fails her, and has wound up biting her in the ass on multiple occasions - even once landing her in a prison cell for the night.

Likes:

Tacos, pasta, books, dogs, snakes, plants. Being right. Orange scented chapstick, but sea scented candles.

Dislikes:

Watermelon, spicy food, rodents. Required physical education classes. Math. Tea, of any kind.

Aces Cryptic PonderingsAugust 24, 2023 08:08 AM


Acerbus.

Neutral
 
Posts: 3333
#2923781
Give Award

World:

Audura

Audura is the continent in which this story takes place; located on a word known as (TENT name) The Prism Realm. This continent is equivalent to a US based area, with similar climate and biome gradients throughout. There are three main mountain regions located through the continent: The Neuwele, The Weysterian, and The Emeredes.

Aces Cryptic PonderingsAugust 24, 2023 10:33 AM


Acerbus.

Neutral
 
Posts: 3333
#2923818
Give Award

I am Seren.

The dragon winced as yet another bramble caught in her wing, hissing her annoyance to the Gods above. Rivulets of blood had dried on her scales, flaking every time she attempted to stretch out.

The forest around her was so disgustingly unfamiliar, it made her very soul ache with contempt. She desired her home. A home she would likely never see again, much to her chagrin.

In the distance, voices travelled faintly to her through the wind. The humans had begun their hunt, it seemed. She was to be the prize, the sacred beast that would be slaughtered and displayed for all to see. The claustrophobically small woodland, encased by stone walls and a painful wire overlacing the top, prevented her from escaping and returning to her home. She was not expected to survive.

Gold scales shimmered in the sunlight that bled through the leaves, and she heard her mother's voice in her mind, reminding her that she was at an advantage, even though the humans didn't seem to think so.

With enough distance between her and the hunters, the dragon closed her eyes and began to meditate, feeling her scales melt away as they were replaced with delicate, paper-thin skin. Opening her eyes, she took in the sights around her - much larger now, the trees towered over her, providing cover and safety.

She no longer had wings, and four legs were replaced with two. Thick hair fell down her back, and her senses were muted as she became human. Vulnerable, she only prayed she could hide from the hunters in this body better than her former, at least until she could devise a plan. With a slight smirk forming on her lips, the female ducked into the shadows to wait.

I am Seren, and I will not die today.


Edited at August 24, 2023 10:34 AM by Acerbus.

Forums > Socialize > Writer's Nook
   1 

Refresh










Copyright ©2013-2024 Go Go Gatsby Designs, LLC    All Rights Reserved
Terms Of Use  |   Privacy Policy   |   DMCA   |   Contact Us