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(Mind if I hop in~?)
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(Awesome.)
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Two women stood in the distance, one had fair skin with long brown hair and a crown of laurels. The other one had olive skin and black hair. Both were holding their sons, a small girl also stood behind the black-haired woman, wearing the raggedy clothes of a Bedouin. These people were Ancient Greece and her son, Ancient Egypt and her son, and Arabia.
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Actually, if my family stayed in England, we would be royalty! One of my ancestors were knighted!
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Haha, I'm okay with this.
Explains my love of cats?
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Wait...is my heritage a sick joke?
Eh... I'm also part German and Irish. -
You have never ran so fast in your life. Lately, there has been a threat spreading across Europe and Asia, this threat was the Ottoman Empire. You stopped to breath. "I think I've lost them..." you reassured yourself, panting. But, you soon swallowed the painful words when an arm wrapped around your body and a sword was held to your neck. You couldn't struggle, that would mean trouble. The mysterious man proceeded to throw you into a caravan cart. It was dark and smelled horrid. Rather you believed or not, you were now conquered.
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Plot
You are a country that has been captured by the Ottoman Empire, life is bittersweet. You are treated like a mere slave, a certain Turk's sweet talk and white lies aren't getting him anywhere into the heart of these nations. From East Europe, to the Middle East, these annexed nations come from many places.Rules
1. No cursing whatsoever.
2. OCs will be evaluated before they are accepted.
3. Use only OCs and Hetalia Nations that were a part of the Ottoman Empire at one point, or were involved as either an enemy or ally. This will be checked...
4. Please do note that the characters are not wearing there normal outfits, but rather flamboyant, slightly more showy ones that they wouldn't want to wear, but hey, it's not there choice.
5. No Mary-sueing, God-modding, etc. Please and thank you.
6. Don't be extremely racist. Please. This IS Hetalia, but I don't want to see any crazy killer Middle Eastern guys.
7. Keep it low PG-13 or under, please.
8. Turkey shall be addressed as 'sultan'. 8)
9. No Nyotalia, 2P! etc...
10. The codeword is 'Yes, my sultan.'
11. That was a lie. Put '1001 Nights' instead![youtube][/youtube]
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Joining Form: Canon
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Name YOU Wish To Be Addressed By:Joining Form: OC
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Heheh~ ^w^
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Name: Sadiq Adnan
Country: Turkey
Looks (Picture Preffered,):
Gender: Boy. -n-
Crush: No. Leave my innocent babbu alone. :U
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(Thank you. ^^)
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Turkey was sitting at a random little table, he was coloring on a piece of paper with a red crayon.
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“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”
― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring
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Silent Spring
A Percy Jackson/Greek Mythology Roleplay Based on True Events
I got the idea for this RP today, 9/27/2012, when my mom took a walk down to the lake in our backyard with my baby brother. But, things have changed. When she returned, she told me the most horrible story. Being a big nature person, I walked down to the dock to see the whole lake covered with duckweed and other invasive water plants. Grass Carp, huge fish, lay on top of the water, dead. The remains of litter cluttered the lake. I almost cried. Why can't we take care of our earth better?
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Pan is dead, the satyrs and satyresses of the woods mourn for the lost. Even the nymphs, who were harassed by the god, mourned. This meant more than one would think. Nature is being destroyed. You could see it, smell it, hear it. If you touched a tree, you could almost feel its pain. Animals have fled as more and more buildings are being built in the land that rightfully belongs to them. Auras have fled from the cities, smog poisons there realm. So, the wind does not blow. The lakes and trees are not safe, the dryads and naiads also flee from their homes. The spirits of the wild, fauns, satyrs, nymphs, satyresses and faunesses retreated to Camp Jupiter/Camp Half-Blood, in need of help. Together, they created a group who's mission is to heal this broken earth. Stop the destruction! Revive the wildlife! It's all up to these demigods and spirits of nature.
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Joining and Rules
Rules
1. No God-modding, Mary-sues, etc.
2. No characters from the books, like Percy or Grover...
3. Demigods can be from any parent, but I would prefer children of Dionysus and Demeter.
4. This is a semi-Lit roleplay, please type at least 2 full sentences a post unless your just chatting. :)
5. Don't spam us with links to your own roleplays, please.Joining--->Satyrs and Satyresses(Female Satyrs)/Fauns and Faunesses(Female Fauns)
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Satyrs, Fauns, etc...
Name (Full): Blake Ridge
Gender: Male
Blake has dirty blonde hair, that's long enough to be pulled into a small ponytail, which he does. His legs are of the same color, and his horns stick out. He has Heterochromia iridum, causing his left eye to be blue and the right one to be brown. He's rather tall, and has pale skin with some freckles on his face. Blake wears a leather necklace around his neck, adorned with seashells and clay beads. He also has some gold earrings in his ears. Blake is not very serious, and is very carefree. He's very attached to the beach and animals such as seaturtles (Which he enjoys staying up late to watch new ones hatch.). He can be a bit of a goofball, but can also be very cunning and tactical. Blake was raised on the beach, honestly, he's never loved anything more. The soft white sand, the glistening water... it was the perfect mixture of heat and cool, balance. After a while, tough, more and more people visited this beach. One night, loud music blared, you could hear cheer from outside. There were people out there, having a party. Blake didn't mind it, really. But he did eventually. When he woke up, trash was all over the beach he called home. Soda cans, plastic bags... it wasn't right. But his sadness only got worse, he looked down and saw a baby seaturtle-dead on the beach, it's soft shell cracked, but it's body not eaten by seagulls. For once in his life, Blake was truly angry. He never felt so sickened in his life. -HeronNymphs
N/ADemigods
Vanish
Gender: Female
Godly Parent: Gaea
Weapon: Her powers, but she chucks rocks occasionally. Really, really sharp rocks.
Tangled blonde hair and chestnut brown eyes. Tanned skin and a fire in her eyes, like every rock she throws is a bit of revenge. Uh... Hard to describe. Anger issues. Likes throwing things. Kills with no conscience. Loves nature to the death. She ran away from her abusive parents when she was five. Lived out on the streets, causing chaos, killing monsters, throwing stuff- yeah... So when she was 12, she found out who she was, and the things that wanted to kill her. Neither camp accepted her, so she lived as a loner. Monsters left her alone- she was like their half-sister. Soon she wanted to heal her mom, so she ended up here.
Which Camp?: Loner. -rodophita -
Characters: Canon
Turkey Empire/Ottoman; Roleplayed By Moi (Subject To Change); Young Adult; Sultan
Romania; Roleplayed by Romania; Teen-Young Adult
Egypt; Roleplayed by Egypt aka Robinclawed; Older Teen-Young AdultCharacters: OCs
Arabia Fatima Al'Saud
Arabia is a young adult with long ink black hair, slightly toned skin and shining golden eyes. She wears a variety of dresses of different styles and colors, but all familiar to the time period. Fatima may also wear a hijab around her head, and is highly uncomfortable when it is removed. She owns a gray Arab horse colt, named Sinbad. She is very serious, and quiet. Arabia also has a tendency to be stubborn. Arabia also has a love for storytelling and literature, along with that, magic fascinates her, though she believes it not to exist. Moi -
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