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    Welcome to SoarClan, the Clan of Dragons.
    It was many years ago that SoarClan was formed, deep in the heart of a mountain. It started with only two families of dragons, and one by one, three other families joined them in that first Cycle. Many more families came throughout the year, and they still all reside in that very same mountain, and the areas around it; a lake, a forest, and a wide, open plain are the closest terrains. Members of one of the original families are royalty- they rule the Clan, one generation after another. Females are dominant here, unlike with humans, and they commonly lay three eggs in their lifetimes. It takes the eggs ten moons to hatch, and all are black if male, and white if female, while they are still hatchlings. They gain their true color as they age. With all of this said, here are the rules.


    Rules:


    Ranks:


    The Form:

    Code
    1. [b]Username:[/b]
    2. [b]Dragon's Name:[/b]
    3. [b]Gender:[/b]
    4. [b]Rank:[/b]
    5. [b]Age:[/b]
    6. [b]Mate/Betrothed:[/b]
    7. [b]Appearance (Picture Please):[/b]
    8. [b]History (No "You'll find out" or "Doesn't remember":[/b]
    9. [b]Personality (No "You'll see")[/b]
    10. [b]Other:[/b]


    My Characters:


    I'll make my male character later.
    Note: We are looking for someone to design a Clan Badge. Contact me if you are able to.

    •Rory•



    OOC- Yeah, go ahead and jump in. And there won't really be a set hero, it'll be more of a group thing.


    IC- "Amaryllis- was murdered!" Rory choked out, tears streaming down her face. "There have been murders all over the castle, and the teachers can't come help us!"

    •Bliss Fayte Aayana•



    OOC- This is a lez roleplay that begins on the first day of school. Bliss is new to the school and is still in the closet.


    IC- "Have a great day, honey."
    "Okay, Mom. I love you," Bliss said to her mother as she stepped out of the Ferrari, smiling at her mother and slamming the door. Her mom's reply was muffled by the glass in the windows and Bliss stepped into the school, looking around awkwardly.
    It was very very large, much bigger than her old school. Probably bigger than her old town. There were people everywhere, smiling and giggling and whispering and yelling and throwing things. Purple and green lockers lined the walls, and colorful posters advertising clubs and food drives and productions and sports games took up any empty space the walls may have held. There were many doors and stairways and just as she thought she'd never find the office, a tall boy with a football pushed past her, turning her line of vision directly to the big green sign reading "OFFICE" with an arrow pointing to an open door.
    Bliss hurried through the horde of teens into the office and walked up to the desk. "Hi," she muttered to the girl at the desk, who appeared to be a student. "I'm new here, I have to get like a student ID and schedule and stuff, I think?"

    •Bliss Fayte Aayana•



    OOC- This is a lez roleplay that begins on the first day of school. Bliss is new to the school and is still in the closet.


    IC- "Have a great day, honey."
    "Okay, Mom. I love you," Bliss said to her mother as she stepped out of the Ferrari, smiling at her mother and slamming the door. Her mom's reply was muffled by the glass in the windows and Bliss stepped into the school, looking around awkwardly.
    It was very very large, much bigger than her old school. Probably bigger than her old town. There were people everywhere, smiling and giggling and whispering and yelling and throwing things. Purple and green lockers lined the walls, and colorful posters advertising clubs and food drives and productions and sports games took up any empty space the walls may have held. There were many doors and stairways and just as she thought she'd never find the office, a tall boy with a football pushed past her, turning her line of vision directly to the big green sign reading "OFFICE" with an arrow pointing to an open door.
    Bliss hurried through the horde of teens into the office and walked up to the desk. "Hi," she muttered to the girl at the desk, who appeared to be a student. "I'm new here, I have to get like a student ID and schedule and stuff, I think?"

    •Bliss Fayte Aayana•



    OOC-


    IC- The process of receiving her student ID and schedule went quickly, and soon Bliss was out of the Office and back in the herd of highschoolers. Her first class was English, all the way on the third floor, in five minutes. Swearing under her breath, she started pushing her way towards the stairwell, going against her usually gentle ways. After a minute, she found herself at the foot of the stairs.
    Bliss jogged upwards, finding the second floor hallways considerably less crowded but still hard to maneuver through.

    •Bliss Fayte Aayana•



    OOC-


    IC- The bell had already run by the time Bliss made it to her English class. The teacher, a stern-looking Mr. Halloway, frowned at her as she rushed inside the room. Frightened, she said "I'm really sorry, today's my first day here and the hallways are much more crowded than at my old school and nobody told me which room was yours and it took forever to get my student ID and schedule and-" He interrupted her by slipping a pink slip of paper into her hand. "Welcome to Willowbrook, Miss Aayana." She looked down and read the words "Tardy Detention" at the top of the paper. Ready to cry, she walked to the back of the room and sat down in the only empty desk, next to a girl who looked totally done.

    [size=20pt]•Frozen Sign-Ups•[/size]



    Rules:
    1. You must have seen the movie Frozen.
    2. Stick to the plot of the movie.
    3. No OOC drama.


    Needed:
    Anna
    Hans
    Kristoff
    Olaf (optional)


    Form:


    Code
    1. [b]Character:[/b]
    2. [b]Appearance:[/b]
    3. [b]Roleplay Sample:[/b]


    [font=times new roman]My Form:
    Character: Elsa
    Appearance:

    Roleplay Sample:
    Elsa heard Hans unsheathe his sword, but she didn't care anymore. She had killed the onee person she truly loved; she wanted to die. She closed her eyes and braced herself, but instead of feeling the cold blade pierce her skin, she heard her dead sister's voice and the shattering of metal.
    Elsa didn't know what to expect. She should have been dead. She had to have been imagining Anna's voice- she had killed her. But as she began to turn around, she say a hand of ice that looked all too familiar to her. Elsa's eyes followed the ice-sculpture limb up and then she saw her face. Anna.
    "No!" she wailed, Elsa's eyes wide and filled with tears. Her sweet, beautiful, brave sister- frozen, because of her. "Anna!" Elsa threw her arms around her sister's body of ice and sobbed into her freezing shoulder, the word "No," escaping her throat again and again.

    [size=20pt]Rebecca Alison Wright[/size]



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    Full name: Rebecca Alison Wright
    Pronunciation of first name: Ruh-BECK-kuh
    Pronunciation of last name: RITE
    Nickname: Beck
    Gender: Female
    D.O.B: May 18, 1997
    Age: 17 years old
    Grade: Junior
    Birth place: Boston, Massachusetts
    Ethnicity: American
    Accent: American, slightly Southern.


    Complexion: Very pale, but not sickly pale. Beautiful pale.
    Eye shape: Large, round.
    Eye colour: Light green.
    Hair color: Naturally auburn, dyed black.
    Height: 5'6"
    Weight: 115 lbs
    Body type: Sporty but fragile.
    Body Build: Slim


    Upper clothing: Usually band t-shirts.
    Lower clothing: Jeans or shorts.
    Shoes: Always black converse.
    Accessories: Usually only an anchor necklace.
    Sleepwear: Shorts and a t-shirt.
    Formal: Usually a dark, slightly-revealing dress and her black converse.


    Intelligence level: Slightly above average.
    First language: American English
    Second language: French


    Mental condition: Slightly unstable.
    Phobias: Bugs, death of a loved on, heights.
    Sexual Orientation: Straight.
    Relationship Status: Single.
    Religion: Athiest.
    Best Personality Traits: Funny, strong, smart.
    Worst Personality Traits: Stubborn, slightly rude, loud.
    Personality: Rebecca is an outgoing girl with no shame, but more feelings than she lets on. She is kind to children and strangers, but tends to be mean to the people she's closest to. She gets addicted to things easily and loves to be busy. Beck craves affection like alcoholics crave booze, and usually picks the wrong boys. She's a very good friend, though- trustworthy, honest, and loyal. She doesn't gossip or judge people, but sometimes her snide remarks make people think otherwise, She's creative and brave, and very stubborn. She's hilarious, too, and fairly intelligent. Mentally and physically she's strong, but only because she works for it. She's very clumsy but still athletic. Typically she's lazy, and she loves food, but exercise helps her with stress.


    Likes: Twitter/Tumblr, writing, reading, acting, talking, running, and animals.
    Dislikes: Facebook, dancing, prejudice, hipsters, birds, singing in front of people.
    Favourite food: Pizza
    Favourite drink: Water
    Favourite music: Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco, We the Kings, Paramore, My Chemical Romance
    Favourite color(s): Green
    Least favourite food: Seafood
    Least favourite music: Bubblegum pop
    Least favourite color(s): Brown and red.


    Father: Ryan Wright (Deceased) ;; Step-Father: Bryce Gotter
    Mother: Christina Gotter
    Siblings: None
    Close friend(s): ____ _______ (named after found)
    Friend(s): Kat Merigo, Emma Anderson, Kevin Cleothorne
    Pets: None


    History: Rebecca was born in Boston in 1997 to a happily-married upper middle-class couple. Her father, Ryan, was a Junior High Vice Principal, and her mother, Christina, was a secretary at a law firm. Rebecca was their only child, and when she was eight they moved to Oklahoma, where Ryan and Christina had grown up and met in high school. Rebecca made friends well and liked it there just as much as she had in Boston. When she was thirteen, though, her and her father got into a car wreck; he was killed, she was severely injured. It took her seven months to walk again, and two years to recover from the death of her father. When she was sixteen, her mother married a man she worked with at her new job as the record-keeper for a construction company. He seemed kind, but a month after he married her mother, he sexually assaulted Rebecca and began a year of physical, verbal, and sexual abuse on the girl. Finally, after she finished her junior year of high school, she decided to run away with her best friend.
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    [size=20pt]❤ Rebecca Alison Wright ❤[/size]
    [size=9pt]^click for bio^[/size]



    OOC: This roleplay is about a girl and her best friend (the guy) who are running away from their homes in a small town in Oklahoma. Rebecca, the girl, is running away because of verbal, sexual, and physical abuse from her step-father, and her best friend is just going to keep her safe. This may or may not end up a romance- that will be discussed later.


    IC:
    Rebecca's alarm clock lit through the darkness of her bedroom. 3:13 AM. She turned her head swiftly and opened her door soundlessly, then looked down the dimly lit hallway to see if the doors were all closed. They were. She carefully swung a black backpack over her shoulders and tiptoed out of her room, down the hallway, down the stairs, and through the kitchen. She wore a loose Metallica t-shirt and black skinny jeans, and her dark hair was in a ponytail. Rebecca unlocked the kitchen door, opened it as quietly as she could, and slipped out into the night.


    The backyard was nearly pitch black. She felt her way to the fence and climbed over it, then walked down the alley to the end of the block, where she saw her best friend waiting for her, leaning against a tree. After a glance over her shoulder, she began to jog towards him.

    ♡ The Wilderness ♡



    You have been seated on an airplane for several hours, sleeping or reading or talking to other passengers. Your flight is mainly students from your class, on their way to Sidney, Australia, for an expensive but anticipated school trip. Suddenly, there is a lurch. A few people grow worried, but you shake your head at the girl next to you- turbulence is normal during flights. But then it happens again, and you hear a dinging. "The pilot instructs everyone to fasten their seatbelts," a condescending flight attendant says loudly, and you roll your eyes as you strap yourself in. More turbulence, and you look out the window to see a beautiful exotic island coming closer and closer until you close your eyes and the plane crashes in the middle of the jungle.



    [size=16pt]Rules:[/size]


      [li]Only ten characters survive the crash: five boys and five girls. I ask that everyone doubles as a boy and a girl, and those two characters may not be in a relationship with each other.[/li]
      [li]All characters should be seventeen or eighteen years old.[/li]
      [li]No foul language, IC or OOC.[/li]
      [li]Drama is encouraged IC but not allowed OOC.[/li]
      [li]No Mary Sues or Gary Stus.[/li]
      [li]Please use correct grammar, punctuation, and spelling.[/li]
      [li]Keep things as realistic as you can under the circumstances.[/li]
      [li]Anything but kindness will not be tolerated OOC.[/li]
      [li]Follow all WCRPG rules.[/li]



    [size=16pt]Character Template:[/size]



    [size=16pt]Characters:[/size]


    Girls:
    1. Bridgett Alison Aayana


    2. Reserved by Kurloz Makara the Ancestor
    3.
    4.
    5.


    Boys:
    1. Washington Troy Aayana


    2. Reserved by Kurloz Makara the Ancestor
    3.
    4.
    5.



    Sign-up Status: CLOSED[b][/b]

    Nebula Lynn Aayana



    Nebula sat down on the couch in the front room of her house (already in her pajamas), waiting for her sleepover guests. Every boy and girl in her grade was invited, and her parents were out of town so she was prepared for things to get crazy. She was sure by morning her guests would trash her house, dunk each other in the pool, make out in a closet, and do God knows what else, but it all sounded like good fun to her.


    Nebula's House


    Nebula's Bedroom


    Nebula's Pajamas


    Nebula's Swimsuit