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Far out in the country, away from the City of Dublin, Ireland, is a stable. Both an Academy and Public Stable. Although, the Public may think it's too high-priced to ride there. Ferendrick strives to bring you quality riders. Lucky for you, a new truck of horses have arrived and been trained for the Competitions, it's your job now to chose one and get out there and have FUN!
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My Lonesome « Result #1 on Feb 13, 2009, 11:00pm »
M Y . L O N E S O M E
a canine pokemon role play!
The Lonely Lands had been aptly named: they were sparsely populated, to say the very least. They were tucked away from the rest of the world, hiding, it might seem, from all the noise and chaos of the far-away lands. For years and years, the Lonely Lands remained that way, untouched, save for a few quiet, lonesome Pokemon.
But it wouldn't remain that way. Slowly, very slowly, the Lonely Lands became more populated. At first it was just a slow trickle of hounds, but as time passed, more and more hounds came upon the lands.
They--the native hounds--may not know what caused it, but they do know what it means. They understand that with the newcomers there will be packs. There will be alliances, rivalries, wars, and famine. The Lonely Lands are a new frontier to be conquered. As new hounds continue to find their way here, they know that the Lonely Lands will become a stage for the performance of their lifetime.
From the tallest mountain in the Desolation Peaks to the deepest depth of the Raughe River, change is coming to the Lonely Lands, and it will be swift, brutal, and without mercy. Nothing here will ever be the same.
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My Lonesome is an intermediate-advanced Pokéhound roleplay with a flexible plot and plenty of cool features -- from encounters with the local humans and the ability to form packs of your very own (and then make allies or enemies with neighboring packs), to the chance to win rights to mutant hound characters or even non-hound Pokémon characters. The community is friendly and growing, and we'd love to have you become part of it!
Pursuing Freedom [dog rpg] « Result #2 on Jul 29, 2008, 8:27am »
From the creators of Boulevard of Broken Dreams
›› Opened: July 25, 2008. ›› Feral Street Dog Roleplay. ›› Two Hundred Word Posting Minimum. ›› Friendly Staff & Members. ›› Creative Plot Twists. ›› No Banned Breeds or Character Limits. ›› Tables Allowed in IC Posts ›› Staff Members Wanted. ›› Pack Leaders Wanted.
Welcome to Cieanes City home to very little humans and a vast amount of canines. In the year 5020 the canines declared war on the human race. Whoever won would be declared the dominant species. At the end of the year it was the canines who came out on top. After a long talk most of the dogs agreed to allow the humans to live in the city. Of course, the humans accepted. Once everything was sorted out three gang formed. One was called the Storm Front gang, which was lead by Crantos, a Kuvasz/Boxer cross. The second was the GT gang lead by Nix, a purebred Beauceron. And the last was called the Teivel gang lead by Drug, a American Pit Bull Terrier/Rottweiler/German Shepherd Dog/Belgian Malinois/Belgian Tervuren cross. In the middle of 5021, Drug has killed both Crantos and Nix leaving just the Teivel pack in command. They were the ones who caused such mass chaos to the city and eventually made the humans do the unthinkable.
The residents got worried with all the evil the Teivel pack was bringing, so they hatched a plan. They wanted to build a twelve foot high, marble wall so that the canines could never get out. This way the humans could live their lives in peace away from the devils creations. So, construction workers were hired to work on the wall every day and night until it was finished. After one week the wall was completed and the workers returned home. The next morning all the residents walked around the wall to find the exist. They did not know that the workers forgot to put in a door, so now the humans, canines, and every other creature was stuck behind the wall forever.
Three years has passed since the wall was created. The Teivel pack is still in exstience, but only consits of one member. Humans are growing in size and Drug, the Commander of the Teivel pack, is trying to restore his pack again. With the growing human population and the two new forming packs Drug has odds aganist him. Luckily, there are new dogs in the city everyday. Stories say that these dogs were roaming around outside the wall when something hit them in their hind leg. When they woke up they found themselbes in the garbage dump. Stuck behind the wall like the rest of the canines, forever. Now that canines have to worry about Phil the Dog Catcher. He goes around the city capturing dogs and sending them to the Local Pound for testing. Things have to change in the city of Cieanes. So here we are, joining many others Pursuing Freedom.
The Sport Of Kings « Result #3 on Jul 24, 2008, 9:42am »
It was called the Sport of Kings, because only kings could afford to play. Blood from the Middle East came West, used to further the goal of the rich, create a perfect racehorse. Tests were created, challenges made and Horseracing grew.
Then it came to America. And found fertile ground. No longer did it take a king to own racehorses, anyone with talent, drive and the ability could own their own stable. All it took was one great horse and their name would live forever.
A King's Sport is a site that allows you to sit in the pilot's seat of your own horse racing stable. With your small farm, three horses and $200,000 dollars you can build an empire. But be wary, for every empire that rises, two others fall.
At King's Sport, everyone starts on the same foot. By their decisions they rise or fall. Not a roleplaying site, it is unique. We welcome all types, as long as you are interested in horse racing.
Wild Spirits « Result #4 on Jul 16, 2008, 11:20pm »
Site Name- Wild Spirits Active- Yes, and growing Admin's Name- Freedom Banner- News Table at Top Based on- Magic, quest, and soon to be wars between the sides. Link-Click
It all started in the year 2050. The human race soon died off. All were gone. The land slowly started it's ways back to it's old self. The horses soon took over the lands. The north, south, east and west. The north seemed as the nicest, the Souths the meanest, the east just stuck in the middle, and the west, the ones that were unpredictable ones. The north and south never seemed to get along, and the west and east never really got along. Soon battles broke out between them all, the north fighting the south and west, and the south fighting the north and east. The north and east seemed to come together, and the south and west started to come together. Soon wars broke out between them all, life had changed from peaceful to fighting.
Years passed and soon a northern was exploring, what was this? A secret cave? Inside a mare laid. As the spoke to each other the northern found out it was a magic area, a magic mare. She gave quest out to others, ones that wanted to have these magic powers.
What will happen? Will you join the north or south? Or will you be stuck, like the west and east? Will the mare give powers to you? It's up to you to find out
Active New Great Staff Great Members Have to be able to post 100 Words to Join Based on Magic
The leaders, Bloodstar of BoneClan and Jasperstar of PeakClan, controlled the Clans of the Land. They commanded their warriors expertly, driving them into battle, whether it was in defense or in an offensive movement. They were not the first leaders to participate in this bloody war. No, there were many, many leaders that had come before them. This war was generations old, with no end in sight. Both Clans had turned into instigators; neither wanted to surrender, but neither also knew what had sparked the initiation of the war as well. It had been so long ago, that the felines here had long since forgotten why they fought. Nobody challenged their leader's decisions, instead following them with precision. Each side was just as determined to prevail over their enemies as the other, and now because of this, it has driven sanity from this realm.
Above are the Clans of the Sky, ruled by two warring Clans as well. They are NovaClan and AbyssClan, the warrior ancestors of the Clans of the Land. These Clans are composed of warriors that have fallen into the hands of death and joined these other felines in the skies, only to continue their lives fighting one another. Like the Clans of the Land, they must eat and fight to survive. If they fail these two simple tasks, then their souls cease to exist. But even after these felines lose their lives to join their fallen comrades in the skies, nobody dares challenge why they fight. Why do they fight? What began this horrible bloodshed in the first place? Nobody knows. Perhaps you can join them and find out.
In a world full of different people, places, and things, what could possibly go wrong?
Everything...
The Moon Goddess Eiki decided the fate of her children of the moon would be placed on Earth, where plants could grow and they could interact with others. A staircase was built from the moon down to Earth, the many creatures of fantasy climbing down it. Some of her children had long since left the moon; humans, canines, and felines. Whenever one would pass on from their life, they would be sent back to her, and they would climb back down the staircase for their next chance.
The Raiden Grounds holds the area where movies can be seen, restaurants can be found, parks can be explored, and many other human desires fulfilled. Take a nice stroll through the park, poke around in some caves, take a chance going through the woods, and then maybe head on over to Ishak's for some gourmet food. Hang around in the alley, get something to drink at the pub, and hear the gossip that just flies off the people's lips. An original human paradise—now inhabited by more than just humans.
The Prometheus Lands vibrate with the sense of the wild. Thick trees make up the forests, rolling hills giving beautiful views of the night's stars, far away from the blaring lights of the city. Mountains spring up in the center, and then it flattens out into desert. Hot, scorching sands that eventually climb into the savanna, and then into the biting blizzards of the tundra. All topped off with a prairie, a cliff to give a wonderful look at the ocean below, and a moor to slink down to. What was once a canine land is now taken over by all the creatures.
The Deimos Area was the home of the fantasy creatures, whom were sent to Earth from the moon. For a long time, they had stayed her undisturbed, enjoying the odd rise that held crystals the grew from the ground, the waterfalls, the rainforest, and the countryside that now holds the homes of people they never thought would have found them. Shipwrecks, islands, and the strange were all part of Deimos, and now it is shared unwillingly with everything that passed through.
The Heszon Territory, recently discovered, has brought on even more change for the world. Felines of all shapes and sizes have paraded from what was once a feline-only land into the others, creating a new era in the crisis. And not only have felines filed in, but hyenas have, too.
Humans, canines, hyenas, felines and fantasy, all colliding into one community. War and acceptance lead the way.
Pour Mineurs « Result #7 on Jun 11, 2008, 7:52pm »
``st louis' military academy
St Louis' has been classed as one of the best Military Academies in all of Europe, perhaps even the world. Since it was first founded in 1906, it has been prosperous and many of the pupils who marched through those doors went on to do amazing, heroic things in their lives. With some of the best teachers & army officials in france, St Louis has been known to have the power to whip any wild teen into shape; have them following rules by the end of a term.
The academy brings strict to a whole new level.
``pour mineurs
In 1996, St. Louis was asked by the french government to take part in a trial scheme to do with Juvenile Dekinquents on the streets of France. The Academy, feeling it was very capable of straightening out juveniles, happily agreed. The scheme was a great success, and evetually, by 1998, other countries, such as Ireland, The UK, Spain, Italy & Germany also were taking part in the scheme. Juveniles from all over Europe got sent by courts in their own countries to the military academy in france, where they lived in a strict environment so as to encourage good behaviour & create "model citizens". But teenagers being teenagers, where still able to find ways to cause controversy in the school.
Along with the Juveniles, comes two other classes of people at the academy. You have your everyday students, who's parents have paid big money for them to come and have a perfect, army-related education, in the hopes that their little cadet will grow up to do their country proud. Usually, they're happy to be there. But some of them don't want to be in the military, most would rather be doctors. Or sit home all day. Then you have your Army Kids. Real army kids, who's parents are well known in their country, and who live on the estate at the entrance of the Academy. They're probably the snobbiest people you'll ever meet on campus. They know everyone you need to know, so if you get on their wrong side, you could find yourself quite quickly in Solitary Confinement. Beware.
The ArmyKids hate the Juveniles. The Juveniles hate everyone. The proper students try to get on with everyone, sort of your "middle of the road" group. But really its a dog eat dog world, so you'll learn from experience that everyone is out to get you, and no one is your real friend.
Just remember, the Academy has, for 102 years, prided itself on being one of the strictest schools in Europe. They don't take kindly to rule breaking. Meals are eaten in silence. Uniforms worn everyday except Sunday. Polished boots. Lights out at nine. Up at 6am. Not really the ideal place to be, when you add in the tiresome, dirty obstacle courses. But the shooting range is kind of fun..
Many wonder what happened to it all, what happened to Fetch! and only an unlucky few have found out.
Long ago Fetch! was a peaceful place, even after the horrible Earthquake that made this region an island and ruined many things for plenty of the characters. Still, all the canines found a way to keep moving, to pick themselves up and get on with there lives. However, something new has happened and for lack of what is really happening and how to defend themselves, many are lost on what to do and more are falling into the dangerous traps and fatal things that will change their lives forever.
You, like all the other strays and unwanted animals, remember when you could move safely through the cities and outskirts, but also like the others now know that things have changed. You must spend your days watching for the men in the white suits, the scientists. They hunt down all those who they know will not be missed and take them for testing. Humans and other strays hardly notice the disappearance and for this reason, you may never be found and like the others caged up with you, you may be forgotten and never seen again and if you do get out, you won't ever be the same. The so called 'lucky' few that escape have something wrong with them, even if it is just a temper change or something much more noticeable like colour change or even wings! Of course, most of these changes are seen at night, but neither the less, as a mutant you are a threat and are dangerous, especially with the fact that a single bite from you could easily temporarily pass on your mutations.
On the other hand, if you can manage to not get caught by the scientists, you must watch out for the other canines. A new disease has also emerged, one that is killer, dangerous, and so far, has no cure. Like the mutations, a single bite could easily pass on the disease, but this will not go away on its own and will drive you to perhaps insanity. Fights are becoming risky and the streets are no longer safe.
Can you stop the humans? No. Can you help the mutated? Somewhat. Will our lives be changed? Yes. Will we accept it? Maybe. Willing to try to survive?
The Goodie Bag « Result #10 on May 29, 2008, 1:06pm »
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