Halcyon City is just recovering from the massive invasion; dogs are confused. Pack lands are being claimed left and right as the dogs attempt to gain alliances.
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The Outcasts - a unique dog roleplay « Result #1 on Aug 5, 2009, 8:39am »
So many lies. So many heartbreaks. So many problems. We are the outcasts. We live without human caretakers. Without knowing where our next meal will be. Where we will get water next. Or if we will have shelter tonight.
Each of us with our own story to share, or keep hidden away. Each of us unique, but the same. We all face the difficulty that life on the street brings, but each handles it differently. Any thing can happen here. Anything and everything.
» Realistic. » Literate. » Brand New! » Staff position will soon be open. » Easy on the eyes layout. » Active Admin » Plot is not restrictive » Dogs can go where ever they like. » Lots of new ideas that will soon be added.
Dogs have always been one of the most common pets in the Human world. You could understand dogs and you could tell when they were happy. A lot of them had a soft face and a gentle heart. Humans would love to say things or make faces or make funny noises at the four legged creatures to make them feel good. Dogs would sit there, wagging there tail, and always look like they were grinning because they were panting. Is that the only reason why humans loved their dogs? No. There were many more reasons behind the whole 'love' and 'bond' between your pets. They became your sister, brother, mother, father, friend, and even best friend. They became a part of you. They could fill in a spot of a loved one that either left you or died. They filled in that empty part in your heart. They make your heart melt and become soft when really you are a cold hearted person. Dogs do many wonders, wonders that you don't think of on a daily basis.
There's this dog that is always roaming around my house. He seems very aggressive. Please stop by to get him, he's a danger to society. Thanks!
Sharon
Dear Sharon,
We'll stop by your house today. The dog will be with us for two days. After the two days and no one claims or adopts him, we'll put him to sleep. Thanks for writing.
The Pound
What was the real reason why this dog was aggressive? Was it just because he hated humans? Or was there a whole different reason for his hatred? Well, here's a quick summary of what happened to this dog after he was taken to the pound.
My name is Romeo, and yes, I was the dog that was taken to the pound. They treated me badly, and I would rather be in hell than that place. A day came when one of the idiotic guards came to take me out. They knew I was aggressive, but they made it into a joke ... a dare. So the guy took me outside, and as soon as he did that, I bit his arm and he let go of the leash. Once I was released, I took off running and never looked back. You see, the pound isn't a place for dogs. They don't feed you, and only give you a little bit of water. They beat you until you are unable to move. And then, those two days fly by and you die. What way to get a "second chance"? Well, I'm still living ... luckily. And I'm one of The Forgotten. Join me and the other Forgotten canines!
You're unloved, Unwanted, You are never remembered, Forgotten, You roam free, Alone, For you will never find a home. Welcome to the lands of The Forgotten.
Lost in Translation « Result #3 on Mar 15, 2009, 12:56pm »
Just as the moon will break the darkness Only one lock will fit the key Though you may not understand it now Know that it was meant to be...
There are a lost group of islands off a forgotten coast, where no one has ever wandered. The wolves found these islands, in a desperate attempt to escape their ever-shrinking world, and these forgotten pieces of the map were transformed into their homes. Humans have long forgotten this place hidden by the mist and fog, but for the wolves it is a place of legend. The islands are their sanctuary, the last place they can turn to as the rest of the world is crumbling into ruins around them. They come from distant lands, to cross the bridge, hidden to humans but well worn to their kind, into the mysterious islands where the rules are undone and fate is rewritten.
Lost in Translation is a brand new realistic wolf roleplay, now welcoming intermediate-advanced roleplayers to join in on the fun. With a friendly and experienced staff, appealing layout, and open alpha positions, there is nothing holding you back from diving right into a world that is
Twenty-Fourteen! « Result #4 on Mar 4, 2009, 2:56am »
When we last left you, 2014 was just restarting it's life. Things were off to a rocky start since the regaining of actual breathing creatures in the small town of Plentywood, but slowly, as time grew on- so did life and so did the inhabitants of Plentywood. Eight months have past since the pawsteps planted their mark on the town, and the dogs regained their life. Now the crumbling buildings have gained their own spirit. Ivy grows up the sides of them, and in the spring air flowers and weeds alike plop themselves along the ground, finally the once desolate town has gained its own rhythm. Dog's come and go, Pack's build up and break down, and it seems as though Plentywood really has gone to the dogs. But there's something sinister bubbling beneath the surface, and life as we know it may just be corrupted again, by the cruel twist of fate.
Blitz Under Fire « Result #5 on Feb 25, 2009, 10:52pm »
After an incredibly devastating Third World War, only few are left to tell the tale. In what used to be the proud nation of Scotland, after thousands of years, those who survived created a new colony, and then separated into three clans; McDuncan: strong and fierce, Blood-type: Cold. Grant: calm and collected, occupation: holder of the peace And finally, Bateson: resilient and proud, Clan motto: Don't tread on an Ant. The three lived in piece for hundreds of years, until the McDuncan clan began experiencing sightings of a rouge group just inside Forbidden territory, what used to be England. This rouge group is fierce, and even McDuncans finest warriors cannot defeat them alone. Rumors have spread that this rouge group is the brainchild of the Tyrant Logan, who tried to take over the clans once before, until he was run out by Francis, now the leader of Bateson. Can they stop him? Will the clans ever be safe? Join us, and find out for yourself.
We are a beginner to advanced RP site. The character options range from human to wolves, dogs, horses and cats, however animals may only communicate with themselves.
{Project.Revolution} « Result #6 on Feb 22, 2009, 10:16am »
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War has finally subsided in the city Kali Creek after a nearly everlasting three years of fighting. Five years since the last bullet was fired the city is left in ruins with no human population present leaving the canine population to thrive and multiply. Food is scarce, survival is slim, and danger is lurking everywhere. Territories are up for grabs and power is juggled between the four packs of the city: Lotus. Teivel, Aliah, and Kota. Each pack has their own unique beliefs and theories as to what form of government should be established and what lifestyle should be followed. Of course there are always those who believe living the life of a maverick is the only way to survive; living on their own without assistance. Damage from the war is still present with bombing sights and ruined buildings which could not survive through combat. Do you think you have what it takes to conquer the city, or will your mutt be one of the first to falter under these dramatic living standards? Either way we welcome you to enter Kali Creek and help the start of something new, what has come to be known as Project Revolution.
Project Revolution is an intermediate level of roleplay, meaning we have a 150 post minimum for each in character post. We have just opened with friendly and active members as well as positions for leaders and staff still available. Come join us as we start a revolution.
Sinful Tears(affie) « Result #7 on Dec 4, 2008, 5:49pm »
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Over 800 years ago large wolf like beings roamed the soils of this earth. They were feared by the Indians of the land, but also worshiped for their strengths and abilities. The Indians gave them sacrifices from their sheep flocks and cow herds. The wolves accepted them, leaving alone the villages and people, but a new threat soon came.
White men were invading the lands and taking over everything. This angered the wolves and they began killing all on sight, but little the wolves knew of the weapons they had. Instead of running and fearing the wolves, they began to hunt them. They used guns and knives, something the wolves had never seen before, so they vanished into the woods. There they evolved, turning from Werewolves to Lycans. They were able to keep their human forms and were able to live among the people of the world, but the time they chose to re-emerge was one of the worst. Talk of witchcraft and magic was spreading, and how all who possessed it were to be burned.
The lycans feared for their lives, so they stayed hidden and secluded. Slayers were being trained to hunt down the unholy creatures of this world, but to the lychons relief they were spared. They had been forgotten, but it wasn't long until they were once again discovered. The people of the villages began to fear the night and the Slayers began to hunt the lycans. Most thought they could not hold human form, but it was soon learned they could and killings of lycans in their human forms began to be reported.
The Slayers began to hunt the lycans as their main creature and their race began to disappear. Many Slayers appeared at night, when a lycan had no choice but to change into the wolf-like creatures. With fear once again striking them, they ran into the forests and hid away from the world.
The emerged once more, able to keep human form and change at will; but different conditions had different effects on the lycans, so clans began to form. The clans were separated by jealousy and hatred for each other. The clans began to fight and feud over who was better. Their war raged on for years in the silence of the night. Eventually all hunting for those of the dark arts stopped – the Slayers went into a state of dormancy, waiting till the return of the Lycans.The Lycans again began killing off flocks and herds, but with the disappearances and strange noises of them fighting in the night the Slayers soon returned. They were better equipped and with more knowledge of their species. An all out war broke out between the races, one against the other.
Throughout time the two have fought and many have been killed, generations of father and son have taken their places in the war, but the lycans still feud with each other, killing off each other along with the Slayers. As time passed the lycans had to go into secrecy, living away and in secrecy.The slayers began to create new weapons,one in particular they have used like drugs.Once injected this serum turns a lycan normal,and once their powers are gone the slayers force them into their school,and use them to learn more about the clans. In today’s world they still walk among us, along with Slayers, but with a new school that trains the Slayers, and The Lycan clans becoming more aggressive from the temptations of today, will the lycan race be able to survive? Who will be left standing in the end?
our greatest glory is not in never falling « Result #10 on Nov 1, 2008, 4:25pm »
but in rising every time we fall
First, the humans made this zoo a dump for their unwanted canines. Then, when they became fed up with the barking, they came back and destroyed what they had set in motion. Law enforcement, employees of local human societies and pounds, and even civilians ambushed the zoo. Terror sprung up in the hearts of every canine that called the zoo home. It was an onslaught.
The humans impounded as many dogs as they could, killing some who were observed to be aggressive to the point of danger. The dogs who escaped ran in all directions. The humans flushed the entire zoo of its canine inhabitants. Not a single dog remained when they'd finished their job. When all were gone, some of the civilians set fire to the old wooden booths at the head of the zoo. Fire licked the front of the zoo, leaving behind charred markings on the gates and exterior. They boarded up the front gate and wiped their hands clean of the place.
Five years passed without a canine setting paw on the road that ran in front of the zoo. Inside the walls of the zoo, nature took its course and the zoo became a wilderness preserve in its own sense. Wild animals, such as deer, moose, rabbits and the like, found their way in through storm damaged walls. The foliage of the zoo flourished with no dogs present to tarnish it. Then, in the winter months following the fifth year mark of the invasion, dogs began to return. Their ways were timid, for some of the dogs had been present during the raid. They dared to bring their current family and friends back to the place where they had lived once upon a time. These dogs discovered openings in the glass plated walls of the conservatory. Clearly, this had happened during the human's invasion, and they'd not realized the conservatory connected to the main portion of the zoo. Via this entrance, the dogs were able to rediscover portions of the zoo that were still livable.
After many nervous days and nights, the dogs came to realize they were home.
Misty Moments Zoo, haven for dogs, The Return.
Summary Approaching our 5th birthday, MMZ has wiped the slate clean. With our fresh start we introduce new ideas, locations, and dramatics. We've referred to it as a fast forward, clean slate, fresh start; refer to it as you will. Join us. This is MMZ- The Return.
Genre: Feral Dog Skill Level: Beginners to Advanced welcome. Beginners are encouraged to improve via asking for help. No sample post required.