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--Cricket
The Season is Spring You may breed
Polovark City is a brand new canine RPG where you have the ability to create you're very own canine. Pick a breed, you're Allie - or strive to live life on the streets as a stray. There are packs in the city, but you must be committed and follow you're alpha and pack, even through the darkest of times. Polovark doesn't just let the strays and packs run the streets; but domestics as well. Polovark city is active, has a reasonable amount of members, friendly staff and members, and it's full of plots, action, and much more! Polovark evolves more and more each day, becoming known and becoming quite the canine role-play. Join the battle, the war, and the fight for survival as a canine of Polovark City. New members are welcome to join. Any questions, issues, or concerns; feel free to contact the staff. Also try checking out our current plot, involving the malicious pack, the rejects.
You play sabretooth cats in a varied landscape. You can play a clan cat, a cadre cat or a drifter. A simple, open plot has been created to kick start the game but players may create their own plots too. It has a few similarities to Warriors RPGs, but is an original game and stands on its own without using Warriors terms.
Beginning Plot: The leader of the Fearhorde has been captured by the jungle sabretooths, but he is already plotting escape and mayhem. Meanwhile in the Boneyard, a cub was orphaned by a hunting mishap. Or was it just a hunting mishap?
This RPG opened up on March 11, 2008. So far we have over 2000 posts and 10 active members. So if anyone wants to get in on a new, yet active, game and start characters with powerful positions, here's your chance. {Be sure to read the rules!}
Knifetooth welcomes all players, from beginner to advanced.
blue fox like features came into view. but it wasnt a fox. a border collie female trotted threw the territory tail swaying back and forth as she made her way to the stream.
flopped over ears listened to the birds and the trickling water. in the shallows some trouts came to the edge to feed on bugs. licking her chops she knew how good those fish would taste. body froze as her head held her orbs contact on the fish. when one was in range she plunged in on top of it. standing up it swam up stream. following it she knew the current got stronger which meant she would get the fish.
running threw the brisk water the wind blew gently threw the trees and blue orbs followed the fish. sticking her head in the water she parted her maw and grabbed the fish. water dripped from her fur as she jumped threw the water to the shore.
once on shore she began to eat her prize. she also gazed at the land beauty. It had to be hers. as the sun set she had eaten well that day and she found a large den to sleep in. resting until night fall she loved to imagine she was a wolf, coyote, or fox. marking the territory she made her way to its highest point and howled I claim this terra for me and my future pack!! standing proud she looked off into the distance then went to her den for the night. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning she was up at the crack of dawn patrolling her land for any new comers or possible enemies. coming to the stream she quenched her thirst she jumped in the cool off. orbs casted around for anything, or anyone. untl she saw a fox coming down to the water to drink aproaching it slowly. she got up to its tail and snifted it. in return the fox took in her scent aswell. hoping back quickly she instigated a play fight. the fox joined in for alittle bit but soon ventured off to hunt for its family.
going under a large willow tree she layed down and rested in the shade. having a terra was hard work. even though she didnt entend to she fell asleep and took a nap.
Name: Cricket Gender: Female Color: Brown-ish Status: Abused by old owners. No home. No pups. Name: Sasha Gender: Female Color: Golden Breed: Golden Retriver Status: No home. No pups. 3 years old. Name: Sparrow Breed: Dalmation Status: Owns The Rach. No females. No pups.
Name: Cricket Gender: Female Color: Brown-ish Status: Abused by old owners. No home. No pups. Name: Sasha Gender: Female Color: Golden Breed: Golden Retriver Status: No home. No pups. 3 years old. Name: Sparrow Breed: Dalmation Status: Owns The Rach. No females. No pups.
Description: i am a blue merle border collie. i have blue orbs and a white tip on my tail. i am most clever and am much like a fox. i am about 19inch. tall and will get to 21 inch. i have no brown on me like some other blue merles. my coat is soft and medium length.
Personality:talk about getting down and dirty, i have my mean side. i am usually nice to others and give up food to the more needy. however im not a push over i can bite. im very clever and smart and can get out of sticky stituations. i can also get board easily.
History: not much about me. i was a stray all my life. my mom got away from her owner before i was born with my other siblings but they died in the storm so now its just me. i was raised with some other stray pups and i turned out fine. but i still hold sorrow in my heart for my lost family.
Re: Destination Unknown « Result #7 on Jun 16, 2007, 5:53pm »
Cricket slowly limped around the warehouse, trying to find a place to lay down. Hopefully her injures from her abusive masters would heal, but probably not soon. She yelped as she sat down. The pain was unbearable. Her whole body shaking, for a 8 month puppy, you could say she was taking it rather well. She winced as she remembered the nights when her masters would come home and throw her around the house. She sniffed the air, smelling another dog.
Name: Cricket Gender: Female Color: Brown-ish Status: Abused by old owners. No home. No pups. Name: Sasha Gender: Female Color: Golden Breed: Golden Retriver Status: No home. No pups. 3 years old. Name: Sparrow Breed: Dalmation Status: Owns The Rach. No females. No pups.
Fronia, Wild horse RPG « Result #8 on Jun 16, 2007, 5:30pm »
Fronia… once a safe place to live, a happy place. But Fronia is no longer safe, it is a fight for survival.
As time went on, the Darks became more and more powerful. Evil began to rise, claiming what is not rightfully theirs. They force the Neutrals to choose a side to fight on. If the Neutrals refuse, let the gods of Fronia have mercy on their souls! Although, the gods of Fronia are getting mad at this all of this ill behavior and continue to send down warnings, hurting and even killing those who refuse to listen and try to make the war between the Lights and Darks come closer. But the gods cannot even stop this. It is beyond their control, for the first time. The war etches closer and closer with each day.
There have been storms, appearing out of no where, killer storms at that. The tornado’s, wind, hail, and rain seem to have a mind of their own. They damage the horses, and even kill. They seem to chase them down. What is becoming of Fronia?
And predators… OH! The once was safe Fronia is no longer safe! There are wolves appearing on Fronia, but why? The horses don’t know what these creatures are… Why are they here? What do they want? But soon… the horses shall find out… the wolves are here for blood, horse blood. After being hidden for over 400 centuries, they are coming out, and ready to kill. Ready to fight!
Fronia… once a safe place to live, a happy place. But Fronia is no longer safe, it is a fight for survival.
Site Name: Fronia Site URL:http://z8.invisinfree.com/Fronia Type Of Site: Wild Horse RPG Members At Current Moment Of Posting This: PUT NUMBER HERE
Other Information: OK, we have A LOT of extras to make Fronia the best RPG on the internet, so to make them easier to read, I’ll make a list. •A working Awards system, so I can have contests, and you can get a trophy if you win. •Role Playing Lessons are available. •Accepting ALL Affiliates. •Lots of Updates are happening all the time. •A Adopt ’A’ Horse board for those of you who want to give up a horse, or don’t feel like creating your own. •Lands are added once or twice a month, to create more lands up for claiming, so more stallions and mares can be created. •It’s REALLY active, members are joining all the time. •The members are all fun and cheerful. (we are known to have food fights in the C-box) We are very close to each other, like a family. •If you are a Graphics creator, we have a special board set up for you to post your Graphics in. •On the two top-sites I have it listed on, it’s #1 on both. •With it being this fun, why wouldn’t you join? We’d love to have you! Come join our horse loving family!
Destination Unknown « Result #9 on Jun 16, 2007, 6:33am »
Destination walked into the Warehouse, his scars were the only thing left from his memories. On chain coller lay a tiny Amythest, it was given to him moments before his mother and father were taken away. His heart dropped by the thought of his parents. He made his way through the Warehouse, his pace faster then before, his smile brighter then before. He raised his head, his nose flared as it took in any scents it could pick up. None, the place was unclaimed, Destination smiled and jumped upon the counter. He howled, this howl carried throughout the whole entire city. It was do dormant these day's, what had happened to all the dogs and cats. Destination jumped down from the counter and ran over to the lunch room and sniffed around for food.
Name: Cricket Gender: Female Color: Brown-ish Status: Abused by old owners. No home. No pups. Name: Sasha Gender: Female Color: Golden Breed: Golden Retriver Status: No home. No pups. 3 years old. Name: Sparrow Breed: Dalmation Status: Owns The Rach. No females. No pups.
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