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  • нelp oυr ѕoυlѕ тonιgнт [ѕeмι-adv.] we're loѕιng тнιѕ ғιgнт

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  • WAR IS FEAR CLOAKED IN COURAGE [semi-adv]

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    ICE HAS MADE ITS WAY DOWN TO THE TROPICS. PATIENTS IN HOSPITALS ARE FREEZING TO DEATH. THE WORLD IS ENDING. the newspaper headlines made shivers dance along your spine, you knew the climate was flipping, but you didn't know it was at this velocity. for the past three and a half years you had been watching as more people fell into anarchy and third-world countries fell apart, but now the cold was beginning to face your hometown. snowflakes were falling from the sky in the middle of the spring months and began to cover the ground in small splotches of dampness. whatever humans had done to the earth then we didn't hold back, there was no saving us now.


    you had purchased your first snow jacket today, it had been getting colder and you could tell your parents were getting more and more worried with each day that passed. it was beginning to snow now, but not with just small flakes that shrivelled up underneath the heat of the sun, but thin blankets covered the dying grass from the previous summer months. it hadn't rained this much the whole year. the cold was even worse for people in the far southern and northern parts of the globe, they were barely habitable and now people were beginning to migrate inland. that meant more people coming to where you lived, that meant less food rationing, the government was already trying to think of the future by hiding bucket loads of food in bunkers for politicians and important people. the thought wasn't just enraging to you, it was setting the world on fire with revolts and rebellion. though the fire in peoples hearts didn't stop the inevitable cold that was coming.


    it happened suddenly at first, unexpected and at full force. you went to open you window one day but only found blankets of white for miles and miles. you could barely see outside because of the blizzard that was storming so viciously outside. then, the freezing, icy sensation began to slowly crawl up your back as you stood in your pyjama shorts and singlet, the kind of cold any young child would dream of. the kind of cold that reminded you of the wisps of your childhood spent outside playing with the flakes, though you only wished that it was gone now...


    three painful months had passed since the arrival of the snow and you had been told to abandon your childhood home, to flee to the woods to a safe haven made for your community. people stayed, your neighbours, an elderly couple that had lived in the house next to yours since the day they married. they didn't dare leave their dwelling now, not when their house needed them most. you thought of it as daft, the elderly couple would die in a matter of weeks, days maybe, if there house didn't collapse in on them before that. the safe haven was pleasant, a steel building the size of the mall ten minutes away from your old house, it fit the people and had the resources most people would die for. though, the guards were aggressive and strict and their actions lead to an inevitable revolt. people you had grown up around had begun killing the guards and assassinating the people who sided with them, you lied, saying that you wanted out for your own safety. you were too smart to not lie to the guards as well, you had enough practise when you were younger, lying to your parents about who ate the last biscuit. the memory tore in your heart, so you pushed it away, the world was too screwed for you to remember the good ol' days.


    a lot more than expected could happen in five years, the government had given up and the majority of them couldn't be found, you guessed that they had fleeted from the harshness of your community. now, you and your community stood as one, fighting for land and food and a safe place to live. the different communities had grown to fight and know each other by different names then their previous town. some created languages that they would consider theirs, but one stood above all, endor was its name and it had been taught to youngsters around the opposing clans. it was normally used in trades between the people and most of the children were speaking it with fluency you could only dream of.


    now, you stood along with you clan named leimm, and a ally named autmald clan, blades in hand and a snarl across your lips. war paint was drawn all over your body and face and you stood with your siblings waiting for the order from your commander. one yell and you would be released, released from the pain of the few years, the hardship you had gone through, the death you had experienced. you deserved to kill these people, they stole your land and abused the laws so infractioned in the clans. they deserved it, and you were one of the ones willing to give them their chastisement.


    now, all you have to do is survive the never ending winter...
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    the plot is basically what the intro is, except that we begin a couple of generations after the beginning of the ice age or whatever you want to call it. this is kind of going to be a spin off of the tv show and book series The 100, the grounders being the clans and the 100 being the mountain people.
    so, people from the mountains have stayed in there for a long time and have finally come out to look at the rest of the world, the clans don't like that and get all pissed, resulting in an inevitable war between the two. more things will happen and drama is encouraged, so let those imaginative minds go to work, but nothing too dramatic, if you want to make a crazy plot line then please dm me and ask first. (i'd probably say yes so don't get scared to ask)


    THE CLANS
    THE LEIMM
    THE AUTMALD
    THE WURKAE
    THE RAEKULL


    THE RANKS
    THRELR commander (1/4)
    GRIE commanders wife/husband (0/4)
    THRINDRAELR second in command (2/4)
    RHORR commander in training (1/4)
    RHOKKALR doctors (0/16)
    SGATIRR warriors (UNLIMITED)
    METOKR hunters (UNLIMITED)
    NERTHININVEIRR tutorers (0/20)
    THRAE elders (UNLIMITED)
    RHATTIE children (UNLIMITED)
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    hopefully there aren't too many for you guys...


      [li] all wcrpg rules apply[/li]
      [li] cussing is allowed, if this rule makes you uncomfortable please inform me[/li]
      [li] no killing without permission[/li]
      [li] no godmodding (mary sues/gary sues)[/li]
      [li] no drama in OC, if anyone is hassling you than please dm me, we're here to role-play not bully[/li]
      [li] this is a semi-advanced to advanced thread, remember that[/li]
      [li] fade in/out, no one wants that[/li]
      [li] romance is encouraged, just no insanely intimate scenes, fade in/out or take it to dm's please[/li]
      [li] please make interesting characters, i would like varying ethnicities, body types, personalities, give us some variation people[/li]


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  • MAY WE MEET AGAIN [100 based role-play, OPEN]

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    aww, you're so lovely, you can call me el (sorry about the inappropriate name it was just for giggles haha) and i promise that i will have my form up by today, i made it last night but the world hates me so it deleted itself and i didn't save it anywhere so...

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  • MAY WE MEET AGAIN [100 based role-play, OPEN]

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    NAME
    ↬ FULL NAME Ceres Jae Inveskir
    ↬ MEANING
    ↬ ORIGINS answer here
    ↬ NICKNAMES Cer (pronounced like seer)
    GENDER Cisgender female
    AGE Seventeen
    DATE OF BIRTH 27th March
    ARK SECTION N/A
    ↬ OCCUPATION N/A
    ↬ CRIME COMMITTED N/A
    GROUP She is a Grounder
    ↬ POSITION Medic


    HERITAGE
    SKIN COLOUR Caucasian
    BODY TYPE Average
    HAIR
    ↬ COLOUR Dark blonde
    ↬ TYPE Naturally thick and wavy
    EYE COLOUR Pale blue
    BODY MODIFICATIONS
    ↬ PIERCINGS Ceres has the tops of her ears covered in rows of piercings
    ↬ TATTOOS She has swirls all over her back and some on her shoulders and down her arms, when she makes a kill one swirl is added until her whole body will be full. They are signs of courage and bravery towards her tribe, Trigedakru.


    APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION Ceres normally wears a solemn or expressionless expression on her face, her pale blue eyes normally full of boredom or twitching to take everything in. Do not take her expressionless face as a weakness, because under her caucasian, flawless skin she has lean, strong muscles that are trained to kill. She is rather tall for a girl of her standards and low nutrition, maybe a slight mutation from the nuclear war, though it was nothing so drastic that they would harm her. plus the addition made her a better warrior in some eyes. her golden locks are one of her finest features, still so glossy and naturally curled through the hardship of her life. though she may seem like a barbie, or a dumb princess, the countless amount of swirls on her back mark each kill she has made, and as i said, a countless amount.
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    PERSONALITY TRAITS
    ↬ POSITIVE active, adaptable, adventurous, amiable, attractive, calm, capable, captivating, challenging, charismatic, clever, confident, compassionate, courageous, cultured, dedicated, directed, disciplined, dutiful, educated, efficient, firm, flexible, focused, forceful, forgiving, generous, genuine, hard working, helpful, honest, humble, humorous, independent, logical, loyal, mature, organised, patient, persuasive, punctual, purposeful, realistic, resourceful, selfless, youthful.
    ↬ NEUTRAL busy, complex, determined, dry, experimental, obedient, old-fashioned, outspoken, preoccupied, proud, pure, questioning, sarcastic, skeptical, stern, strict, stubborn, tough.
    ↬ NEGATIVE abrupt, angry, argumentative, assertive, blunt, calculating, callous, demanding, fiery, moody, opinionated, reactive, strong-willed.
    LIKES
    ↬ Combat
    ↬ Being helpful
    ↬ Studying medicines
    DISLIKES
    ↬ Unexplained questions
    ↬ Losing people
    ↬ Flowers
    STRENGTHS
    ↬ Healing
    ↬ Bow and arrows
    ↬ Long distance running
    WEAKNESSES
    ↬ Losing people
    ↬ Failing
    ↬ Patience
    DISORDERS N/A
    PHOBIAS answer here


    PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION at first glance ceres seems like a preoccupied, busy girl, she is and if she is working on something she will usually snap at you. she is extremely strong-willed and doesn't like to be bullied or provoked, if you do provoke her or propose she is unstable in anyway, she will not be afraid to drive a dagger through your stomach. she is like a flame, she warms others who she deems worthy or who are respectable, and burns those who aren't. if you are smart you would like to stay on her positive side, or if you are looking for a challenge than you should take to her negative side.


    resulting in her fathers death, she likes to neglect the emotional side of her self and wishes to never let children who have father fighting, get hurt like she did. that was the only reason why she became the medic, to help children not become emotionally damaged like her. she hates when she loses people and feels even worse when she is standing outside a door with the dead mans lock of hair in her hands, signifying his death to a distraught family. she is humble and doesn't like being given compliments, it's not as if she doesn't like her self or feels like she doesn't deserve it, but she just doesn't know how to respond. so she simply shrugs it off and smiles shyly, continuing with her day as if nothing was said, but when people say nice things to her they usually stick and make her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
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    SEXUALITY Heterosexual
    ↬ TURN ONS strong, masculine, good looking, humble, sarcastic, clever, intelligent, wise, skilful, fearless
    ↬ TURN OFFS pale, wimpy, weak (emotionally or physically), idiotic, scared, anxious, evil


    KIN
    ↬ FATHER Aerbolf Brinr Inveskir deceased
    ↬ MOTHER Svul Khesh Inveskir alive
    ↬ SIBLINGS N/A
    ↬ OFFSPRING N/A
    OTHER RELATIONS
    ↬ FRIENDS Her tribe
    ↬ PAST LOVERS N/A, *cough* but future lovers Pierce, oh my gosh *cough*
    ↬ ALLIANCES Trigedakru
    ↬ ENEMIES Rival tribes, Earth borns
    TRAUMATIC EVENTS Her fathers death and her first battle


    HISTORY DESCRIPTION in her early childhood, she was brought up by her father, one of the mightiest warriors in Trigedakru, and her mother, a humble medic. they were fair to her, as best as you could get in the harsh life of a grounder, they were kind, though disciplining. a wisp of a memory of her father leaving for battle when she was only five years old is stuffed in the dustiest corner of her mind, though she can remember her father striding back into their home with a grim expression clear as the day. it was the only time she had seen in so glum and quiet, after a battle.


    after that battle, there were more, more frequent and as she had heard more violent as the years went on, until finally, when she was eleven years old, her father didn't glumly walk back into the house. the only thing that came back was a shredded lock of matted, dark hair and a ceremony of loss. she had never felt so much pain, no cuts or bruises compared to this, and the eleven year old sparked an inferno of rage inside of her. she was going to avenge her father, she was going to give the warrior who killed her father the most painful death she could think of.


    though she was only eleven and had barely completed her training, she had to wait, she had to avenge her fathers death when she was older and wiser. though with age comes forgiveness, her father marched into the battle with eyes on other warriors he would kill, she had learned over six years that he was getting looked at with the same anger from other warriors on the opposing side. he was either walking to his own death or others. so as she grew she decided to study what her mother was, to replace her mother when she finally died of old age. she wanted to save people from dying, not take their lives. but that didn't stop her from killing, she had reputations to uphold and a father to reflect, if she didn't kill then she would have more enemies than she could handle.
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  • i see a whole room [adv. applications] of these mutant kids

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    FULL NAME&& andrea frier gaspare
    NICKNAME(S)&& andy, ann, drea, etc.
    GENDER/GENDER IDENTITY&& cisgender female
    DATE OF BIRTH&& April 9th
    AGE&& twenty
    RANK&& lead hunter of anathema pack
    SEXUALITY&& heterosexual & heteromantic [/fancypost]


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    SHORT APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION&& from first glance, andrea could seem harmless. she has curious, adorable brown eyes and an unassuming smile, like most women nowadays. though this certain woman has an aura that is enticing and almost provocative, maybe its her beautiful hair, or that sweet vanilla scented perfume, or the way she sways her hips? whatever it is, there is no doubt that the young lady is beyond most mens dreams. her lips are usual tilted in a naive-looking smirk, though by the way she flips her hair and puts on a show you could tell that she is everything but naive. she stands at a short, but curvaceous five foot six inches and is rather skinny for a girl who eats as much as she. though, do not deceive her petite frame as weak, under her golden skin she has lean, strong muscles trained to act swiftly and with remorseless, painful outcomes.
    HEIGHT/WEIGHT&& 119lbs & 5''6
    HAIR TYPE&& thick and naturally wavy
    - hair color: dark with caramel highlights
    - hair length: mid to low back
    - hair texture: soft & thick
    EYE SHAPE&& almond
    - eye color: chocolate brown
    SKIN TONE&& naturally olive
    BODY BUILD TYPE&& a bit thinner than average
    CLOTHING TYPE&&x x
    BODY MODIFICATIONS&&right ear piercings/left ear piercings
    NOTICEABLE SCARS&& none that noticeable, but a few dotting her skin[/fancypost]


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    SHORT WOLF DESCRIPTION&& wolf andrea is quite the opposite of her human form, whilst in her human form she looks sweet and unharmful, as her wolf form she seems deadly and intimidating. though she is still rather small and thin, the muscles underneath her dark fur are built for speed and can launch her across a meadow in an instance. her wolf form was built for extreme speed to catch fleeing deer or rabbits. her fur is extremely thick and tends to shed a lot in the summer months, proving to be a bit of discomfort for her. though in the winter months her fur is the thickest and leaves her warm and toasty in the harsh winter nights and blizzards.
    WOLF HEIGHT/WEIGHT&& 2''9 & 164lbs
    WOLF FUR TYPE&& straight
    - fur color: dark brown (almost black)
    - fur length: two to two and a half inches
    - fur texture: soft & thick
    WOLF EYE COLOR&& a pale amber
    WOLF APPEARANCE&&x
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    SHORT PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION&& there are different sides of andrea, the self-absored, rude side and the generous and charismatic side of her. with most first impressions she would like to seem confident and excitable, like a child almost, though she may seem a little over the top to some. she always loved to help whenever she could, if anyone was in trouble she would be running her furry little butt over and try to help them. she is generous, more generous than some people deserve, too forgiving as well. some mistake her as being naive to the dangers of the world, but those who do don't understand her.
    her opposing side is narcissistic and reactive, to the majority when they see this side of her they are surprised, why would the beautiful andrea say such a thing? she is barely who she seems and normally covers her true emotions by a smile and an over exaggerated wave. she can be abrupt, cold and assertive when she is under pressure or in an emotional wreck. when in this state she is inevitably going to speak something she regrets and will probably ask for forgiveness later, if she wants to. she can have an extremely confusing split personality and if i were you i would keep on her good cop side...
    - positive traits: adaptable, adventurous, agreeable, attractive, capable, captivating, charismatic, charming, clever, confident, courageous, creative, curious, daring, dramatic, energetic, forgiving, generous, genuine, helpful, honest, logical, persuasive, playful, selfless, sexy, sociable, witty, youthful
    - negative traits: abrupt, argumentative, arrogant, assertive, cold, conceited, demanding, disruptive, fiery, impatient, provocative, reactive, sly
    - likes: agriculture, beaches, baby animals, dinosaurs, festivals, fireworks, hunting, running fast, going fast in general, parties, meeting new people
    - dislikes: spiders, failing, global warming, abuse, basketball, berries, loneliness
    HISTORY&& she grew up in a small town in new mexico, learning the english language from a very young age until she had finally become fluent. in her earlier years, her two parents, her mother, alda, being an italian chef at a local restaurant and her father, a purebred mexican being a musician in a popular band at the time had an easy, cruising life. but, when her father got sick from a tumour sprouting in his right lung and passed away, he seemed to take all the music she had ever heard with him. it left her sad and lost, as her mother was no help to the situation, completely shutting herself out from the world.


    months had passed, almost years from her fathers death and she had got a job at the local markets to try to pay for the meals her mother and her would eat every night. she had began to worry for her mothers health, though whenever she tried to bring it up her mother would only shush her and bat her away like a flea. until, one day andrea ran away, from the memories of her father and the dragging days with her mother, yes she did go to school, but that was almost as bad as staying home.


    she moved to a small apartment in the usa and began a new life, though when she decided to take an evening walk along a bush path a rabid wolf attacked her and left her for dead. though passing hikers found her before she died and took her to the nearest hospital.


    her first change was the worst, the rearranging of new bones and the piercing feeling of fur breaking skin left her crouched in her room for days on end with tears staining her cheeks and aching muscles. though as each time she changed she became more absorbent to the pain and began to rush with adrenaline, one time she had been caught by two surveillants and the only thing she could will herself to do was to pounce. she had killed two people and had run as quickly as she could, though she heard the patting of paws behind her with each bound she took.


    and that was when she met the pack...
    - parents: orlando pablo gaspare & alda giulia gaspare
    - siblings: N/A
    - other kin: N/A[/fancypost]


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    RELATIONSHIP STATUS&& currently single & open
    LOVE INTEREST&& N/A may develop
    BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND&& N/A & open
    SPOUSE&& N/A[/fancypost]


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    PLOT IDEAS&& nope hehe
    FACECLAIM&& selena gomez
    MUSE LEVEL&& 8/10
    ACTIVITY LEVEL&& 7/10 (because school)
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  • YOU HAVE RETURNED || NARNIA NEXT GEN || YOIR JOURNEY BEGINS || SIGN UPS ||

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.7; width:550px; text-shadow:2px 2px 2px black][size=35pt]FINLAY CLARKE[/size][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.7; width:550px; margin-top:-20px; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow:2px 2px 2px black][align=left][size=11pt][font=times new roman]17 | MALE | SON OF LUCY [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 440px; margin-top:-15px; opacity: 0.5; text-shadow:2px 2px 2px black][font=times new roman][size=15px]xxx

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    finlay alistair clarke




    NICKNAME(S) ;;
    finn, clarke, anything else you can think of




    GENDER ;;
    cisgender male




    DATE OF BIRTH ;;
    20th june, 17 years old




    USUAL DRESS ;;
    X X X




    HAIR COLOR ;;
    blonde




    EYE COLOR ;;
    yellow hazel




    HEIGHT/WEIGHT ;;
    6''1/138lbs




    BODY MODIFICATIONS ;;
    N/A




    FACECLAIM ;;
    the beautiful jay alvarezz




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    finlay is his father's son, and from the history below he was not the nicest person. though fin still has some compassion inside of him, the majority has been wiped away and replaced with either anger or charm. the only way he had ever been able to rid of the emotional tethers his father created was to exploit women and use their bodies as toys. though, with his attractive mask and contagious smile, who would say no? since he was young he had aways been a charmer and loved to make girls feel like princesses, though as he grew older he realised that the only way he would get what he wanted was to either cheat or work hard. he normally took the cheating way, resulting from his cunning and daring behaviour. the boy had become quiet the actor over many years and is undeniably manipulating, you wouldn't be able to outsmart him if you tried. but, if you dig under all of the walls he has hidden his true self behind, you will find him to be goofy and humorous, but that is probably not likely.




    HISTORY ;;
    in his earlier life, his father was extremely brutal and often used to chastise him if he did things with a wrongly suitable manner. his mother, on the other hand, accepted his youthfulness and often stood up for her son. fin had always idolised his mother, she was so naturally beautiful and kind hearted, something his father would never admire about her. she used to tell him stories about Narnia when he was a lot younger and he grew up on the thought of one day going there. but, as he grew older he only thought of them as stupid tales and lies.




    in his early teens, he was adored by the girls at high school for his good looks, though that was the time when he had been rebellious towards his father and began to become arrogant. it was the downfall in his life, his father would say, he was only digging himself a deeper hole until finally he would crash to the complete bottom. it was the time when he lost his virginity at a strange party, it was the time when he became in love with girls.




    as he grew, his mother became afraid, fin looked exactly like his father and was almost as harsh, but he never hit his mother and had always been extremely loving towards her. though, his mother could only see a reflection of her husband, and that terrified her. the thought of her baby boy becoming just as harsh and cruel like her husband made tears brim in her eyes. though his personality developed into a cunning, ruthless narcissist, he never played a finger on his mother, only ever to hug her or kiss her.




    PLAYLIST ;;
    half way there - the vamps
    chocolate - the 1975
    curveballs - the wombats
    acquainted - the weeknd
    greek tragedy - the wombats




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]SEXUALITY ;;
    heterosexual and heteromantic




    LIKES ;;
    surprises, practical jokes, candy, vintage, roller coasters, alcohol, sex, girls, festivals, travelling, beaches, surfing, soccer




    DISLIKES ;;
    basketball, tennis, burnt popcorn, uptight people, over excitable/friendly people, being annoyed, crying, speed bumps, sweating, waking up early, going to bed early




    LOVE INTEREST ;;
    N/A




    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:240px; height:200px; overflow:auto][justify][color=black][sub]YOUR NAME ;;
    shutthefxckupel, but you can call me el




    MUSE ;;
    8/10




    ACTIVITY ;;
    7/10




    OTHER ;;
    FOR NARNIA AND FOR ASLAN AHHHH!!!
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