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- [xXx] For many many years the land of Whispering Night was one large kingdom ruled by one king. This king was so powerful, wise, and such a great ruler that everyone followed him. All but one. Vindicated. His heart had grown so cold especially when he tried to get with the kings good graces and yet he was not payed attention to. The only one the king truly cared about was Requimeer. A palomino paint that would surely rule the lands that his father would give him. Requimeer grew to be a very large and was about the same as his father. Kind, noble and a true king altogether. The only problem was Vindicated. The gray stag had grown greatly jealous of the young colt and he used Requimeer to get to his father. A plan that he thought worked so dearly. Then it came time to name an heir to the great kingdom. Vindicated was sure that he would get the throne but the king gave it to his only son and true heir Requimeer. This angered Vindicated and with the help of his evil brotherhood he attacked the king,queen and heir. Sadly the king and queen did not make it but Requimeer made it out of the attack thanks to some horses loyal to the true king. Because of the breaking of the family and the fact that everyone knew that Requimeer was the true heir no one followed Vindicater and soon everything fell apart. Their were the lights, those loyal to the true king ; the darks, who were loyal only to themselves ; and the neutrals, who give refuge to those who wish not to join in this war. For many years everyone wondered exactly what happened to Requimeer and if he would ever return and now that the time is right, Requimeer returns and shall the true king reclaim the throne or will the kingdom remain in hell? You help make the choice.
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Hello there literate roleplayers. Are you tired of bland Light vs. Dark plots, equine RPGs that all seem the same, and plots that don't affect your character?
Well we've got a surprise for you. At The Secret it's not just about good and evil. In fact, good and evil don't have a lot to do with things. No matter whose side you're on, you can be as nice or as cruel as you see fit. But if you live in the north you'd better be tough if you want to stay alive. Here's a summary of what kinds of characters you can make:
Southern equines: The Resistance. You like freedom and would rather be left to your own devices. Conquering is not really your thing, you just want to be left alone to start a herd. Weakland equines: The Captives. You keep your head down and hope you don't get beaten up too often. You dream of escaping to the south, but know you'll be killed for trying. Mostly mares live here, though there is a small number of stallions. They usually get beaten down the most so they can't rebel. Northern equines: Tartarus's Legions. You work for the mastermind, Tartarus, the one who blew the news about the object of power out into the open. You answer to his captain Atlas, and you spend your time fighting, bullying mares in the Weaklands, and training colts for the army. If you have any spare time you can gather a small herd. Haven of Hesperides: The Secret Keepers. You know not hate nor greed, and you live within the walls of the Haven. You may leave to explore, but other equines seem so different to you. You live in peace and philosophy, seeking knowledge and enlightenment. But you know what is brewing, and the battle will come to your doorstep even though they cannot break down the door.
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There was peace once, though by now it is but a distant memory in the minds of those old enough to remember. There was order and cohesion, and nothing to fear. The Keepers of Hesperides stayed within their walled Haven, and none disrupted their peace. There was always a rumor that an object of unspeakable power lay hidden within those great walls, but in time the rumor grew dull with age. But now a young stallion, maddened with greed, is gathering all the information he can about this mysterious object of celestial power. Flanked by the powerful drafts of the northern lands, he is murdering and taking prisoners left and right. There is only a handful of southern herds that stand against him, led by the mysterious Theseus. If they are vanquished, the Keepers will be on their own. Chaos and uncertainty abound. How much longer can the forces of reason hold off this madman?
The board is set, the pieces are in play. Whose side will you join?
Re: Exploring « Result #3 on Aug 25, 2009, 8:46pm »
&.Porcelain Charade
&.The creature known as Charade must admit that he was surprised at the female's answer. Being where he was, Porcelain Charade already had his own preconceived notions of what would occur on this land. No fight between the two happened to flare up, and for that, the beast was glad. He didn't want to have battle someone on unknown lands, and especially one of the opposite gender. This creature hadn't even explored the complete depths of his own habitat. Bloodshed on someone else's territory would make that fact even worse. Especially for the newly proclaimed King of the lights, though there weren't too many horses around these days to govern over. The responsibility would pick up in time though, the stallion was sure. He just had to give it time to prosper and grow. Rushing into things got many a horse in trouble. That was a mistake that he didn't want to make. Little did he know, he could have done that very thing.
&.With a nod, he made the terms of this deal more official. It wasn't everyday that two horses of different alliances joined up so easily. He was slightly suspicious, but didn't really voice his thoughts. Porcelain Charade could keep a secret, and perhaps she was able to too. He couldn't read her features all that well, so he hadn't the slightest inclination that she was up to something more. Charade let a short smile greet his own features, before it disappeared as fast as it came. Things had been going well thus far, and he had no reason to complain whatsoever. He had his own patch of land, and another horse to go to as a sort of insurance thing. Life was divine at the moment.
Re: Exploring « Result #4 on Aug 21, 2009, 5:45pm »
The raised brow clarified for her. She rolled her eyes as he proceeded to explain. I know what an alliance is. You called it an 'acquaintance'.[b] She eyed him more carefully, considering how he spoke, and the fact he was requesting an alliance. [b]You call Requimeer king yes? She didn't think it was possible - a pansy light treading on dark lands looking to make an alliance? Not that it didn't make her feel gleeful inside at the prospect that she had a pansy stud to toy with.
Speaking of toying with him, and of the light 'king'...that gave her an idea. A devious, dangerous idea. An ambitious one. And this stud had given the idea, and was conveniently here and giving her a glorious opportunity to put it into motion. She hid all her thinking from her expression, not wanting to give anything away.
She relaxed her stance some, not quite so tense, but still tall and proud. Auds came up and one pricked toward him. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to make an alliance with you, despite our differences...you can never trust others that follow the same path as I. Too many are much too ambitious for their own good. Our alliance would need to be kept secret though, to keep it unexpected - a....surprise in the event one of us has to call on the other.
She felt no reason to explain her behavior. He would figure out in time that she was just a dominant fae. Always had been, always will be. For her plan did involve seeing much of him. In secret of course.
[OOC]Remember the word count minimum is 230 words. You were about 50 words short last post.[/OOC]
Re: Exploring « Result #5 on Aug 20, 2009, 6:04pm »
&.Porcelain Charade
&.Charade raised a furred brow at the female that stood before him. He was most definately confused by her question. In this stallion's opinion, there was only one type of alliance. That meant that if one of them got into some kind of peril, the other would come to their aid. It was as simple as that. Why was that so difficult for her to understand? With a short sigh, the beast told this to the mare. He switched his brush-like tail behind his massive frame and wondered if it was a mistake in coming here. The Vanner stood his ground however, and waited to see if she was going to accept the offer. But then again, he considered what lands he was standing on. They were quite the static opposite of his, for he indeed was a light horse. But the leader of these lands didn't look so similar. She seemed to have an aura about her that didn't sit well with Porcelain Charade. He hoped that this wouldn't turn into a fight, that wouldn't be good in the slightest.
Re: Exploring « Result #6 on Aug 17, 2009, 3:47pm »
It was pathetic how he had grown ignorant of his surroundings behind him. Not that she cared terribly. Though his quick dodge did make up for his ignorance - slightly. As she watched him, he seemed unsure of what to think of her. Good, she liked throwing others off balance.
As he spoke, one ear flicked forward to catch every word. She thought it over, trying to figure out if there was a superior motive to this claim of wanting to make an 'acquaintance' as he put it. The brute could be of the same leanings as she, and trying to put one over on her. Or he could be one of those odd group of equine who would never pick a side. Worse yet he could be a pansy peace-loving 'honorable' sort that followed every rule and law and were scandalized by someone using everything available to them to meet their goals.
Lids narrowed slightly. What do you mean by 'acquaintance'? Simply to meet me or do you speak of something more? Dominitrix demanded. She was unsure of what he wanted. But proceed cautiously she would not. This was her territory, she could do as she pleased without thought. Well at least for now as she didn't have to worry about lesser ranked herd members trying to steal her right to rule over the Dark Peaks.
Re: Exploring « Result #7 on Aug 6, 2009, 4:55pm »
&.Porcelain Charade
&.The male stallion had no idea that anyone was behind him. He was paying strict attention to everything that was infront of him, and grown ignorant of his other surroundings. This was a very, very stupid move. He was in unknown surroundings and he had let his guard down. At this point, he felt like a bumbling idiot. When something decided to grace him with their presence, he clearly wasn't pleased. The Gypsy Vanner lunged forward with a snort. He remained unscathed, but rather surprised and displeased. This wasn't exactly the way that he wanted to start off.
&.Charade flicked his tail and turned around to face the female equine and raised a sort of brow at her. His ears twitched as he listened to her words and was amazed at what he heard. This male had no thought of challenging her, and that wasn't just because of the manner in which she behaved. When he first arrived, he wanted to make peace so that there would be no harsh feelings. He hoped that this status could still be maintained. The Vanner didn't quite know though. This girl seemed like a tough one, and his decision to come here might not have been the best one.
&."If you'll take the time to listen and heed my words, you'll know that my efforts in coming here aren't of that nature," Porcelain Charade stated. He shifted his weight, and the feathers on his hooves danced slightly as he did so. "What I came to do was try and make an acquaintance, if you would also choose to do so," he continued as he watched her. Any sudden moves, and he would surely back off. This stallion wasn't a pushover, but he knew his boundaries, especially on another's territory. He wasn't stupid, that much was clear.
Camaraque Island a Unique wild horse RPG: « Result #8 on Aug 6, 2009, 1:15pm »
The Year is in the Past "1256" AC, The Camaraque Island is at stake and it is under attack from the dark lords who wants the entire Island for themselves, The equines who lives there now must find someone to help them hold the dark lords away because otherwise it will get messy, Once the Horses lived in peace without any fear, But now it had all changed. The darkness lurks all over the island and the horses must hide in the rocks and in the caves, what live is that, while the dark lords roam Camaraque Island to find a light allianced mares to steal to began their herding the few light Stallions must come together and fight to get back what is theirs, If they let evil win they will loose their lives and their bloodline from the first Light that entered Camaraque Island, Will be forever lost, This is the fact every Light Stallion must gather together at the Gathering Cliff and discuss how they can save their Mares from becoming slaves of the Dark Lords, If a single mare roam alone she will be taken away by a darkie will it be permanent or will she survive to tell, Will she be saved by her prince of Light. To Find Out then Join Us Today: Staff is needed: "JOIN JOIN JOIN" http://camaraqueisland74.proboards.com/index.cgi?
{A Broken World}{Escaped Government transgenics} « Result #9 on Jul 30, 2009, 12:46pm »
Looking for new, active members. Choose to be human, transgenic, or the government. Set in Seattle in the near future (2025). The city is almost industrial, run down.
This land is my land, it isn't your land « Result #10 on Jul 30, 2009, 12:24pm »
Aria felt her thoughts race, feeling the odd, clutched space of where her heart once had pumped powerfully pulse within her chest. Her teeth gleamed slightly out from the shield of her upper lip as she whinnied into the crisp night air, her breathing rapid, although she kept herself almost completely silent. Aria's hoofs struck the solid ground as she paraded off into a gallop. She has claimed this land and nothing felt better than running free through it. Aria darted this way and that, letting her mane take wind behind her. and then....coming to a hault. She flinched, suddenly seeming like a lost child, terrified eyes pure, innocent, the way she had been before her family died... She shook her head, clearing her thoughts. Those times were no more. No point in reminiscing the past. This land seemed far too familiar even though she knew she had never been here before.
Aria sighed defeatedly, her eyes glassy with tears. Her hunger was slowly becoming unbearable. She couldn't, wouldn't let these haunting thoughts encase her in darkness. Or so she hoped. Her body slid naturally into a gentle trot, her eyes wide, concentrated. They were fixated on the pond in front of her. Slipping forward like waves of water, she fell deeper into the shadows, a few scraggly strands of her mane slipping off of her face. A moan caressed her lips. She wasn't far from exhaustion now, almost about to pass out. and she could see every detail of the lively world around her. She wanted to remain awake, but the lack of water and hunger alone was enough to do her in. Even so, her body slunk forward, slithering along the small shore of the pond. Pupils dialated. And then, she collapsed, her mind and thoughts coming in at a rush. and then darkness... .
Re: Exploring « Result #11 on Jul 29, 2009, 9:22pm »
The mare was watching over her new lands from that same summit she had claimed this terra from. Her orbs caught sight of movement. Nares flared and drew in the scent that blew towards her on the breeze. Lids narrowed. Brute, it was a brute. He better not be thinking about trying to claim the Dark Peaks. This terra was hers.
The banshee rolled back onto her quarters and headed down the slope, angling to come around to approach him from behind. She wove her way through the brush at a decent clip until she was near the area the brute was in. Then she slowed to a stalking pace. She moved carefully, placing each dagger with care to move as silently as possible. She approached stealthily from behind the heavy-set brute, hoping he hadn't heard her. The wind was on Dominitrix's side, the brute was up-wind of her.
When she was about 10 feet away she launched herself forward, auds laced back against her skull and she charged at him, aiming to just barely miss. Her skull snaked out and she also aimed a nip - a hard one - at his back. Once she was clear of him, she dropped her quarters and slid to a stop and whirled around to face him.
You're on my lands boy. That means I'm in charge. If you can't accept that, then clear the hell out of Dark Peaks unless you want to be taught it the hard way. Her auds were no longer laced to her skull, but they were back. She stood tall and proud, banner flung high. Mocha orbs glaring. She would not tolerate a brute on her lands trying to lord over her. She barely tolerated brute's lording over her on their own lands. It would not be pretty if this one decided to challenge her dominance in this terra. Not pretty at all.
|| The Ultimate Horror Movies RP || « Result #12 on Jul 29, 2009, 1:13pm »
It has been 34 years since the Lutz family experienced 28 days of terror at their residence of 112 Ocean Avenue, Amityville. Since then, the house has been owned by numerous people and renovated to make it less obvious to tourists who have heard the story. All has been quiet.
Until now…
Not long has passed since the last reported incident at Camp Crystal Lake. Clay and Whitney Miller managed to escape the ordeal with their lives. They have since been in hospital for their injuries and, afterwards, therapy, so that eventually, they may one day move beyond their experiences at the camp.
But Jason still remains there…
It has been nearly two years since Michael Myers came after his sister, Laurie. It was a night that ended with five people dead and four in the hospital, including Myers himself.
Now, Laurie Strode, Samuel Loomis and Annie Brackett have all recovered from their physical injuries and are trying their best to live their lives as normally as possible, while Myers remains in a comatose state in Smiths Grove.
But Halloween is once again fast approaching…
Springwood seems like an ordinary small town. Quiet, peaceful, and overall, safe.
However, age-old secrets are resurfacing as young people begin to go to sleep and never wake up. And those lucky enough to do so are speaking of a man with a burnt face and knives for fingers…
Nine years have passed since Sidney Prescott has had to deal with any psychotic killers adopting the persona of "Ghostface". For her and her friends Dewey and Gale Riley, things have been quiet.
But things are beginning to get unsettled in Woodsboro once again…
So, come join us, why don’t you? Things are bound to get chillingly interesting at:
The Ultimate Horror Movies RP is a forum dedicated to the universes of The Amityville Horror, Friday The 13th, Halloween, A Nightmare On Elm Street, Scream, and whatever else suggested to staff. The Administrator is open to suggestions and will listen to what you have to say. Both he and Freddy are very active; they log in every day.
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