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[shadow=white,left]♉ Marian ♉[/shadow]

[align=center]|| All of your dreams will come true if you have the courage to pursue them. ||
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-- {It's quite alright.}
Marian glanced back at him, thinking about his suggestion. Her stomach was growling and the scent of fresh food was overwhelming. They could take a break for a moment to eat. "Sure! During the day, you just have to start grabbing scraps. Watch out for the humans, they'll step on you." With that, she peeled off as she spotted a hot dog wrapper. As she approached it, she was disappointed to find that it was empty. Sometimes wrappers would hold leftovers within them. Near the wrapper was a paper tray with a few small fries littering the bottom. She gobbled those up quickly, lowering her nose to search for more.

The crowd of humans began to thicken, and Marian began to wonder why. But then she realized. Her head snapped up as she started to look for Coal. But he had disappeared into the crowd. She began to hear familiar upbeat music and the humans began to separate to opposite sidewalks. She could see Coal, and she raced towards him with her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. "Hey! There's gonna be a parade. We have to get off of Main Street." She could see various security and members of the staff pushing people in the allowed areas. "Come on, let's go before the humans become a wall."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]Hello! I've been quite bored lately and I'm in need for some new roleplays. I'm a pretty advanced roleplayer and I post at least three paragraphs per post. If I'm rushed or suffering from low muse then I'll do two, but you'll never see me go less than that. I'm also fairly active, but sometimes school and depression may keep me off sometimes. Below are things I will do. The more ♥ 's there are, the more muse I have for the topic.
☆ Romance ♥♥♥♥
☆ Realistic Humans ♥♥♥
☆ Canine ♥♥♥♥
☆ Demon x Angel ♥♥
☆ Big Cats ♥♥♥
☆ B x G {Always}
☆ G x G {Depends on the plot. I've only done this once.}
☆ Disney ♥♥♥♥♥{Whether it be OC's, AU's, or Disney World RP}
☆ Wolves ♥♥
☆ Clans/Domestic Cats ♥♥
☆ Adventure {In any board}♥♥♥
☆ Zodiac Signs ♥♥♥♥♥ {Please, I'll love you for life.}
☆ Love Triangles ♥♥♥♥
☆ Once Upon A Time ♥
There are probably more that I've forgotten to mention, so if there is something here that you do not see that is also not in my 'will not do' list, than please suggest it. Below are the things that I won't do. There aren't exceptions to this.
☆ B x B ~ I'm just not comfortable roleplaying this, I have absolutely nothing against it.
☆ Slave x Captor ~ There are just too many.
☆ Anime ~ I don't watch any, and it simply just isn't my thing.
☆ Homestuck ~ It's just not my thing, like Anime.
☆ Rape or Kidnap ~ Too dark for me. It's the only mature theme I will not partake in.
☆ Creepypasta ~ Just....no.
If there are any that I haven't mentioned that you suggest to me, I'll let you know and I'll add it to this list. Now, let's start plotting away![/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]That sounds lovely! Which muse would you be interested in playing?[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]@Moondancer: That sounds adorable with the band geek idea! Have you ever done marching band? Maybe we can use that type of setting and activity.
Reedwhisker : You may have Muse A. I'm so used to playing males now anyway that playing females would be odd haha. [/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]@Moondancer: Excellent! I just finished marching band, for I am unfortunately a senior now. Perhaps my character can be the same age as your character, which I assume is of the freshman or sophomore grade, and he could be an average trumpet player with excellent social skills. Perhaps he takes to your character quickly.
Reedwhisker : A Doberman or a German Shepherd. I haven't decided which. And I'm glad you two also have band experience haha. Only I'm a trumpet player.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]A love triangle doesn't sound too bad. We're all band geeks, we should totally make a thread! My character is going to be a sophomore trumpet player who is very outgoing and talkative. How about he's very good at marching, that way he can teach your character some marching skills maybe?[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 334px; height: 134px; overflow: auto; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial;][justify]Thats fine Moondancer! Reedwhisker and I will do our canine thread. Hello Sawari, I'd be perfectly cool with that. Anything in mind?[/fancypost]
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@Sawari: The characters will be directly influenced. They will possess the attributes and characteristics of their sign. And if Scorpio works the best for you, then of course you may play as one. Now, do we want the relationship between our characters to have conflict, or is it gonna be a soul mates type situation?[/fancypost]
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[shadow=white,left]Jackson[/shadow]

[align=center]Brute | 2 Years and 7 Months | Doberman/German Shepherd Mix| ♏️
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-- "Mom what is going on?"
"It's time to begin your training darling. You're going to be the greatest fighter out of your siblings!"
"But mom, my brother was killed this morning. And my poor sisters were just torn apart. They couldn't even fight back...."
"They were too weak!" The snarl in his mother's tone was something that stuck to his memory. "You are not like them! You will go into that ring and you will fight! Otherwise, you will die."
The small Doberman German Shepherd puppy was then sent to the ring, for his first fight. Training was the same as being thrown into the wolves. He marveled at the size of his opponent. His opponent had been a puppy as well, but much older by the looks. But it was either fight or die.

Jackson's memory stopped there, and he breathed out a shaky sigh. His eyes closed partially as he tried to pull himself together. That was when he was simply just a pup. It was before he had brutally murdered that lifeless pup to pieces. It was before he had become the best fight dog in the area. He felt no remorse for his killings. It was his life or theirs, and his life was too important. But he often found himself considering why he still fought so hard. Was it because he was raised from birth? Was it because he enjoyed it? Was it because he would be rid of by the humans if he refused? Or was it simply because he enjoyed basking in the glory of the fame? The real reason was still unclear. But he was raised off of one phrase. Fight or die.

He was led back to his cage, ID#26005. It had been his cage from birth. His mother and his siblings had both lived happily in there once. The man who had grabbed him was rough with his hands, and he pulled as if his life depended on it. It took every ounce of willpower within Jackson not to rip his hand off. But he had also learned another phrase throughout his career. Do not bite the hand that feeds you. However, the brute did not remain silent. His growls and barks of defiance echoed throughout the stone halls. The dogs within the other cages all began to bark as they realized a human was coming. They wanted to be the next to fight. They were trained to kill, and every one of them wanted to be exactly like Jackson.

The cage door was slammed shut as the brute entered, and he patiently waited for the footsteps to disappear. Once they did, he flopped down on his side with a small whine of annoyance. His newest wound, a scar on his flank, wouldn't be treated until later on that night. He gently began to lick it, flinching slightly at the pain. Just then, his eyes drifted to something new. A female Australian Shepherd was being lead to a cage two down from his own. He had seen her before, but she did not have the makings of a fight dog. She was just simply a victim among the rest of them. She had a fresh wound on her neck and he shook his head.Poor sap. She'll learn eventually.

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#dustylooky

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Hello Moondancer! Just jump right in. I won't make you create a form or anything, however you may do so if you wish.

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[shadow=white,left]Calvin Roy Jackson[/shadow]

[align=center]Male | 16 Years | Trumpet Player | ♈️
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-- Calvin's eyes glanced over the paper in his hands, reading every single date and memorizing as much as he could. "I can't believe I'm on my way to the first mini camp of the whole season! I couldn't be more excited!" Marching band had been a thrill his freshman year, and the experience was more than he could handle. Despite the hard work, he knew that it was required to get to the fun parts such as competitions and games. On the schedule, two mini camp days were scheduled. One for that day and one for a week later. Band camp fell in the first week of August. As always, they were off in July. However there were car washes throughout the month that the members could volunteer to.

Soon the school came into view, and he realized that it would be his prison for months. But he didn't mind it at all. As far as I'm concerned, school is a place for marching band. F*ck learning! Once they pulled in, he said a swift goodbye to his mother and waltzed inside with trumpet case in tow. He had arrived thirty minutes early, but the band director always encouraged an early arrival. In fact, he required it. The director was quite a hard a** in his opinion, but he had learned to tolerate him just enough. As he entered, there were a couple of upperclassman scattered about. He set his trumpet case down and headed over to the group, waving enthusiastically.

It didn't seem as if any freshman had arrived yet. "I don't expect the freshman to arrive until 10:00. They're always late."
A senior mellophone player shook her head. "They'll learn. But don't blame them, because you were no exception when you first started."
Calvin rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "That was three times! I learned from my mistakes."
The group continued chatting and lazigging as more people began to enter. Luckily, everyone seemed to be prepared with water, hats, and sun screen. But there were always those poor saps who forgot. Therefore, he had brought extra just in case.

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