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EBC: Judas and Eiffel RP - Roam Through The City
The evening was setting into a sunset. The dusk was full of orange, red, yellow and dark blue. The coliseum was quiet, And cats we're all being put back in their cages. Eiffel was in her cage, laying down. Orange eyes blazing. The jaguar looked around, Swinging her cranium from side to side. Sighing, She looked up to the sky "Oh...Why am I here?" She asked to herself silently.
Iron gates clanked as the greyish brown cat was lead into the resting area by the human. He followed easily, eyeing each cat as he walked by their cages. Finally, they came to a stop in front of one.
"Ok boy, here's where you're staying for tonight."
The door screeched open and Jude stepped in calmly. Then it closed behind him. He listened to the footfalls of the man walking away as he explored his surroundings. Just a metal box and a blanket.. such is the luxury of a hunter, eh? Least it beats scratchy hay..
It was dark in the room. The only light was the
Canine Planet (Dog Head Swap)Some say the most bizarre things that can happen to you in real life is losing a pair of glasses that's already attached to your head. What about losing the head itself? Or worse yet, having your head swapped with that of your loyal pet? Now, times that by a million and you get the situation I'm in. I'm living in a world where all humans are dogs and all dogs are humans. It's something that is difficult for me to explain, but I will start from the beginning all the same. You see, back when I was a beautiful young woman I had taken my pet Pembroke corgi out for a walk. Xena was my beloved dog and I had raised and trained her on my own since she was a pup. She and I were inseparable companions, and the loyal canine has helped through various situations in life. I thought that she would always be there helping me in her own goofy canine way. It was just too bad that our friendship wasn't meant to last.
While taking the stubby-legged dog out for a walk in the park, I heard a strange hummin
EBC: Eleka and Luna RP - Lost and Found
A small cub wandered through the densly wooded forest. She cried out, with no one answering her calls. The ground was wet beneath her feet. She sniffled. It was cold out and she didn't know where she was. She tried again. "MAMA!! Where are you?"
Luna raced through the forest, trying to find something, or someone. She jumped over fallen logs, raced through over grown bushes, and dodged around tree trunks. She needed to find it, but she had no clue what to find.
Luna woke up to a bed of messy moss, from all her tossing and turning. She shuddered at the dream, she got up from her nest, and walked out of the apprentice den. She went toward the exit of the camp, but stopped.... wondering if she should follow her nightmare. But she did.
Luna walked through the forest, trying to remember what she had to find. But she had no clue, and she knew it was important. She walked around tree trunks, jumped over logs, and pushed through bushes
EBC: Judas and Avigail RP - First Meeting
Avigail was prowling the edges of the city, lost in her own thoughts as she padded along. Occasionally glancing into the city, she didn't like it though. She preferred the open space or grassy fields to the slinky human dump. Alas though, this was her home so she'd have to deal with it she figured.
She didn't need to hunt, they were mostly fed, but she did rarely if she saw something. It just felt natural to her to do so, as she caught the scent of rabbit she crouched down low.
You won't escape me this time.... she thought. Keeping her tail low, her ears perked up she slowly approached up on the rabbit, once she was in range she got her feet under her ready to leap onto it...
Judas trotted along the wall just outside the city. He was thrilled to have been accepted into the hunters, but easily kept his wit. He still hated that his master had "paid his way". He wanted to be able to prove that he could stand against anyone in t
Simian Siren (Fiji Mermaid TG TF)Ah... What a relaxing day. I'm honestly glad I came down to the beach today, despite the circumstances. Being a monkey-man, I usually can't be out in the sun for that long. I get cooked alive in this fur! Luckily, I brought my special beach umbrella with me to shield myself from the heat. I had come here with a reptilian friend of mine, Scott Fraser, and he seemed to be enjoying himself. Then again, lizards are much more adjusted to the heat than monkeys. The black-scaled lizard swimming in the waters as I watched from the shore. After a while, he swam over to me. "Uh... Dude, aren't you going to hop in? The water's fine!" He smiled as he tried to coax me into the waters. I shook my head and frowned in response. "I'm sorry, but I can't! This sun is going to melt me, especially with all this fur on! You'll have to go on your own, man."
He hung his head as he threw body back into the water. "Come on, man. This was your idea! Geez, I wish you'd just get in the water and enjoy the sun..."
Crispins Time offProfessor Crispin could barely see. Cain's words hit him like a freight train.
"I think it would be best if you took a leave of absence.”
Crispin realized what he had done. No. This wasn’t him. This was something else. He looked up at his colleagues. He could see something in their eyes. Worry? Concern? Disappointment. There was something as well, lingering in Professor Crispin’s amber Eyes. Determination.
I will NEVER let them down again, he thought as he turned around and headed out the academy door toward the forest.
As Professor Crispin walked he heard a voice.
“If it isn’t the Professor! What brings you out here to the middle of the forest?” He turned around and saw shadows cast on the trees.
“You really left us for dead back then, huh?” He turned back around to see his Chemistry class.
“No. I was trying to-” his class cut him off.
“You disappointed us. You never came back.”
Professor Crispin looked dow
information. Academy. My Worlds.advice 12♦♥♣♠Собирая по осколкам♦♥♣♠
раса - тауширцы, являются основным населением.
Богов-хранителей мира называют - Мёльво.
The Fetish RpThe Fetish Rp
You go to your friends house to hang out, but while you are there you start to notice he's been acting strange. What is he doing?
A: looking at your feet (feet fetish)
B: Looking up shrink rays (vore fetish)
a meeting in the rain Jessica hurried through the pouring rain on the side of the street trying to locate a taxi. It was getting later and she still had no luck at finding one. She started to run; exasperated and slightly panicked at the time it was taking her. At this rate she would be home at 12:30. She lost her footing and she slipped, her side hitting the cold concrete and knocking the wind out of her. She winced at the pain shooting up her leg. Jessica gave out a small cry then grasped her ankle, realizing it had hit a rock on the way down. Just my luck, Jessica thought as she tried to get leverage to help her up.
“Are you okay,” a male voice called out from somewhere in the rain. Jessica searched around her trying to find the source of the voice. Finally she saw the silhouette of a tall man walking toward her.
“I’m fine,” Jessica, explained, “I just slipped. The man ran to her then held out a hand to help her up. She hesitated then
Ash's choice a tf storyOne morning in Kanto young ash ketchum was walking in the forests when a butter free came along it noticed ash it flew up to him a spoke butterfree. Here's what it said will you join me as my child. Ash had no idea he said ummm sure? The butterfree sprinkled some magic on him and he grew shorter he grew big black eyes he grew greenish scales on his back he grew to more short legs his arms and legs shrunk to stumps and with minutes there stood a caterpie the butterfree sprinkled more magic on it as it lost its human memory's and became an egg
End. Hope u enjoyed
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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