Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 5, 2008 16:22:30 GMT -5
'well here goes' he thought. sitting outside the wood cave made him feel frightened, like a little rabbit he was about to catch. as he walked in, the wood on the ceiling creaked, so loud he could have just turned around and bolted to the northern border and hide in his rock. but no, he musn't turn back. all of a sudden, a bat screeched and, like a chain reaction, all the other hiding bats screeched and flew towards the poor wolf. he fought back, but there were too many bats. it was too much for him. he just gave up in the end. and his body was never found again.
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Post by Storm on Dec 8, 2008 8:48:35 GMT -5
The crismon cloth fluttered in the wind, the the abandonded flag of the losing country after some great war. It was torn, it had been ripped and wet by the rain. It had collected mud and that same mud had dried. It, much like Storm, was just an artifact. Just some piece that held greater meaning than the world would understand. Deep green, like the color of the everglades, scanned the entrance of the cave. Only moments ago the bats had flown out into the darkness of night. Only moments ago. The male took in a deep breath of air, catching the stank of fear scent. The moonlight hit the small scar under his left eye, making his black fur seem all the darker. I am well named He thought to himself, taking a step toward the cave as the first drops of rain began to fall. The rain, it seemed, followed him wherever he went. Truth be told, he enjoyed the company. ooc;; This is Taylor by the way, Storm is yet another of my wolves. You have to listen to rules too though, you need to have your profile accepted before you start. Oh, and as far as roleplay sample goes I meant like a mini story of your wolf. See this for an example - (follow linky) www.whentheskyfalls.proboards62.com/index.cgi?board=characters&action=display&thread=13 |
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Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
Posts: 43
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 11, 2008 15:33:47 GMT -5
ooc;; ok finnaly i get the role play sample thanks to cim (thank you!!!!) now i guess i'll go edit my audition now.... and also, i know storm is another wolf these are the ones i know: faith, silence, rainscoft, storm, and i think i know another one but i forget it for now
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Silence
Friend of the pack
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Post by Silence on Dec 12, 2008 8:45:38 GMT -5
ooc;;
List of wolves currently in roleplay right now =
Nedjo (Silences mate)
Silence (Called a "mystic" basically a fortune teller)
Katu (alpha female, Rainscofts' mate)
Storm (Faith's brother and evil wolf)
Falcon (also Faith's brother, but he isn't as evil)
Faith (She is going to end up taking the place of silence in a sense. Is a very wise wolf, even though young and blind)
Remmus
Daemon (EVIL!)
Maric
Sikoa
Rainscoft (current alpha)
Arrie & Cim (they haven't been on in a while though)
Then your wolf, whose name I don't know xD
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Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
Posts: 43
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 12, 2008 14:54:49 GMT -5
ooc;; i shall find the name of my wolf in my auditions so wait one second, or more like 12 hours since your not gonna read this in a sec
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Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 12, 2008 14:55:43 GMT -5
His name is Sekrador
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Silence
Friend of the pack
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Post by Silence on Dec 15, 2008 8:58:02 GMT -5
ooc;; Reply to mah posty... xD Read it over, then figure out how to make your wolf interact with my Storm. ^-^
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Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
Posts: 43
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 16, 2008 16:42:54 GMT -5
what post?
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Post by Storm on Dec 17, 2008 8:38:57 GMT -5
ooc;;This one - read it and have your wolf interact with mine afterwards. Kay?
bic;;
The crismon cloth fluttered in the wind, the the abandonded flag of the losing country after some great war. It was torn, it had been ripped and wet by the rain. It had collected mud and that same mud had dried. It, much like Storm, was just an artifact. Just some piece that held greater meaning than the world would understand. Deep green, like the color of the everglades, scanned the entrance of the cave. Only moments ago the bats had flown out into the darkness of night. Only moments ago.
The male took in a deep breath of air, catching the stank of fear scent. The moonlight hit the small scar under his left eye, making his black fur seem all the darker. I am well named he thought to himself, taking a step toward the cave as the first drops of rain began to fall. The rain, it seemed, followed him wherever he went. Truth be told, he enjoyed the company.
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Sekrador
Loner
it dies, it lives, but does it really matter?
Posts: 43
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Post by Sekrador on Dec 20, 2008 9:30:01 GMT -5
ahhhhh that one, already did 2 days ago XP. though i think i took it a bit to far....
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