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Any Objections to combining the 2 worlds into 1 thread?

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The twinkle of the stars provides little illumination to the vast blackness of space. Far off, close, and anywhere inbetween, the giant balls of gas flicker and flame, living out their solitary lives in constant persuit of the ultimate: the supernova. Among the stars, other bodies reside; an asteroid glides gently along, going noplace in particular, and many planets revolve serenly, all in different stages of formation. Some are bursting with lava-spewing volcanos, while others settle happily in their completeness, with earth, water, air, and life.

One planet just like any other, and yet at the same time so uniquely different from every other body that may ever be created, orbits one of the twinkling stars; it has passed the lava-like stage of developement, and possesses two fully-developed continents, one large ocean, and quite the example of unique life.

Both continents settled on the planet are quite large; if they were combined, they would make up about one-fourth of the entire planet. Although the rest of the heavenly body is made up of one large ocean, the two continents are only separated by a piece of ocean about as large as half of one of the continents. Occasionally, the life forms inhabiting the planet will travel back and forth via boat or plane, interacting with each other or simply trading.

There are many different examples of life, in this particular planet; mammals, reptiles, aves, insects, as well as many examples of vegetation. Among all these amazing creatures, two divisions of the mammalian kingdom have evolved past their bretheren; one resides on the dry, dusty continent of Graphiret, while the other chooses to make its home on the rainy lands of Jeu'tsu.

The residents of Graphiret are variants of the fox; a sly, wary canine, with coarse fur, and a quick tongue. Their compliments, making their way in Jeu'tsu are close cousins of the red panda, a delicate species with more gentle, honorable tendancies. Both live in a love/hate relationship, as any beings of higher intelligence would; contact between the two continents was made several hundred years ago, and has been sustained with only normal bumps of dipliomacy.

With all of its oddities, uniqueness, and interesting species, this planet with its two continents, Graphiret and Jeu'tsu, is doing quite well; its inhabitants are mostly content, there aren't any major planetary changes, and there has not yet been any mention of nuclear weapons. Hopefully everything will keep going as it is, and the many beings living on the planet may have the chance to adventure, to discover, to hate, to love: to live.!


If you would like to go to see our sister country, Jeu'tsu:


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A hot, lazy sun beat down on the little town, making everything with a pulse, and some things without, sweat. Air conditioners blasted into tiny and large buildings alike; no matter how high their dials went, how much electricity they used, nothing would beat the heat. The townsfold lazed around, some in their beds, other venturing outside to gather in the saloons and have a cold drink. They swished their bushy tails behind them, grasping onto the handle of a pint, or the dial of an AC with rough, clawed paws. It was summer in Graphiret; a miserable time of the year, when no one wanted to move, to stir, to work, and yet everyone did. This world was a harsh one, and no matter how hot it was, everyone had to get to work on time, or they'd be fired, and then where would they be? No where, that's for sure.

A couple strolled along the wooden sidewalks of the town, arm in arm; somehow, the heat didn't seem to affect them at all. Their love was all they needed in the world, and would protect them from anything, until it faded. Tails entwined, they continued down the sidewalk, oblivious to everything but each other. Suddenly, there was a shout, not far from where the couple were walking.

"Fight!" A voice bellowed, and, with a great clattering and banging, what seemed like the entire town streamed from every door, window, and crevice in the area, bellowing and whooping. Two forms were struggling on the ground, kicking up so much dust that the spectators could hardly get a good view. A few people waved large, straw hats around in an attempt to get some of the dust away, and everyone coughed. Finally, after a few minutes, a couple of fox-like people from the crowd pulled the fighters apart, settling them both down.

The larger of the two snorted, licking a large cut on the end of his muzzle. "You, me, tonight, under the 'High Noon Moon'...alright?" The other fighter barked once, twice, and then again, showing his aggression in the most animalistic of ways.

"It's a duel...I'll be there, but I doubt you'll be, ya' coward!" With that, the smaller of the two struggled to his feet, turned, and walked away, his tail swinging limply behind him. The crowd turned back to the larger fox-creature, and many more had to jump in to restrain him, and keep him from breaking the duel for later that night. After all, no one wanted to miss a good show, especially if it was a duel under the 'High Noon Moon.'

Later that night, everyone in the town was gathered around the scene where the last fight had taken place; it was customary for the fighters to have their duel in the exact place where they had last brawled, or it wasn't a duel at all. Everyone was there; everyone, of course, but the duelists. They were always the last on the scene, as per dueling tradition.

Just before many members of the public were about to leave from boredom, both duelists slunk out from the shadows; the larger one's gunbelt drooped low on his hips, while the smaller one's was hiked up around his waist. Both had two pistols nestled in their holsters, and both wore traditional cowboy uniform; chaps, a vest, boots with spurs, ten gallon hat, the works. They walked slowly, taking their steps together, until they were in the middle of the road, facing each other.

The people backed up until they hit walls, doors, windows; many a duel had ended with a stray bullet in an innocent bistander, instead of a duelest. Once the public had settled down, the larger duelist took a deep breath, a smile spreading along his muzzle.

"Hey, you! Are you ready to die? 'Cuz I'm ready to kill you!" His voice carried throughout the town, bouncing off of the rustic buildings. At the word 'kill,' the smaller Duelist perked up, growling softly. He pinned his long ears back, his hands twitching closer to his pistols.

"I'll show you a killing..." He muttered, shifting his weight. "One you'll never forget..." The sheriff of the town stepped out slowly, drawing in a breath. All eyes were on him; he was the one to start and end every duel in the town, and he had the say as to who won.

"One..." His voice was crisp and loud, and the whole town seemed to gasp with every number. "...Two..." Both duelists tensed up, their trigger fingers twitching ever so slightly. Some more people stepped back, a few children twittered amongst themselves; the moon shown over the two duelists, the light glinting off of their loaded pistols.

"Three!" The sheriff yelled, stepping back into the crowd; the collective gasp of the populus caused the town to be enveloped in silence. Two shots rang out, and as soon as it was apparent that no more were going to be fired, the people surged toward the two duelists, chattering and yelling. The slim form of the smaller duelist was raised by many hands toward the sky, and then, a bit more akwardly and slowly, the larger fox-creature was hoisted up. Both were untouched, and as the crowd brought them closer to each other, two heads turned, both with smiles on their faces.

"You never could shoot, Bernard..." The smaller duelist licked his nose with his long tongue, smirking. He made sure that the rest of his body was nice and limp, so the people would keep carrying him.

"Heh...Neither could you, Michael..." The larger of the two retorted, before accidentally sliding off of the grip of the crowd. With a muffled curse, he stood, dusting himself off. "And these were new chaps, too..." The high-pitched laugh of his companion was the only other sound in the area, for the people were too suprised at the results of the duel to say anything. Usually, at least one person died, whether it be one of the duelists, or a member of the crowd; it was highly unusual to have shots fired, and everyone okay.

The sheriff stepped up, switching a wad of chewing tobacco from his left cheek to the right. "Allrightt, you two..." He frowned, trying to look down on them both, but not quite succeeding with the larger of the two fox-creatures. Nevertheless, he mustered his most annoyed face, snorted, and spit off to the side. "A week in jail for both of you, and then I want you out of this town, you hear?" At the mention of jail, both former duelists backed up slightly, their faces identical masks of shock.

"Whaaa?" The smaller of the two spread his arms, sucking in air. As soon as his waist was small enough, his gunbelt slipped off of his hips, down to the ground; this scene caused the crowd to go up in histerics, and while everyone was laughing, the larger of the two dropped a small, grenade-shaped object on the ground, which immediatly began emitting a thick smog. Before anyone knew what was happening, the two were out of town, running like streaks of lightening.

"Well..." Michael, the smaller of the two, panted, still smiling. "We got out of that one pretty well, if I do say so myself, and I do...I think that new smoke bomb of yours was pretty slick, Bernard..." Their legs pumped quickly back and forth in an attempt to outrun the mob that would be forming shortly, and they made a pretty good distance before the yells and soft glow of torches started toward them.

Before long, the mob stopped, too tired and too angry to keep going. The sheriff turned, changing his wad of chew to the other cheek and spitting off into the distance. A small smile formed on his face, and he swished his tail gently. "Just another day, in Graphiret..."

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. . . . . . . Stage 1||Food

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. . . . . . . Stage 2||Kit

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. . . . . . . Stage 3||Child

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. . . . . . . Stage 4||Adolescent

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. . . . . . . Stage 5||Adult

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Still under construction, but yeah. This'll do for now.


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There are no flatsales scheduled right now.


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Auction for the below fox AAAAAND a breeding spot! oh em eff gee. Click fox to go to the thread. <3

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WHAT? BREEDING SPOT RAFFLE? HOLY CRAP. O: click url to go to thread. <3

mmm, thread. <3

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Key
@=Food l @=Babe l @=Child l @=Adolescent l @=Adult
Stage/Name/Gender/Owner


@/Mackenzie/Female/Chickies
@/Michael Willarby/Male/Torikonero
@/Kanaie/Female/AlmightyAce
@/Kale/Male/Tamiko-Chan
@/Faitin/Male/Malaisra
@/Eli/Male/Sadinen-Mutaki
@/Ed/Male/Seshirure
@/Audrey/Female/Aijou
@/Illyria/Female/Saiyajin-Neko
@/Remus/Male/Sirius Dogstar
@/Karintha/Female/Khomi


(Note: Owners list maintained by Torikonero. Please PM him if you have any troubles. ^^)

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. . . . . . . p o s t 1 0 || breeding


Breeding...won't be on its way for a while. XD

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. . . . . . . p o s t 1 1 || general store



"Well, how-dee, partner!" A cheery voice rings out to your left, followed by the thump-thump of paws on wood. Before you can twitch an ear, a chubby fox-man is at your shoulder, clapping you on the back with a strong arm. His wardrobe is simple; a nice, striped shirt and bland, brown pants, all covered by a dirty apron whose pockets bulged with small, handy items. You can't help but smile a little; his cheeriness is contagious, and he seems so delighted just to see you.
"I heard word that there was a newcomer in town, and I had to come out and introduce you to my services." He gestures inside what looks like a tiny shop, but as you are led in, you realize it is quite large, and populated by several other fox-like people. They all look up from their work as you enter; some are suspicious, others indifferent, and one or two look as if they are actually happy to see you around. After a few moments everyone looks away; you aren't entertaining them, and they have a job to do, after all.

The shopkeeper mosies over to his place behind the counter of what looks like a general store, although to your left is what looks like a barber shop, complete with shelves of wigs for sale. The building itself isn't very large, but gets the job done; padding slowly through the shop, your eyes travel over buckets of potatoes, sacks of sugar, tack items, and other goods. All are reasonably priced, at least in your opinion; although you haven't been in town long, you have gotten to know a couple of the locals, and they tell you that this place is the best. You can't help but believe them; McCarthey's is the only general store and barber shop for miles.

Suddenly, a yowl rings out to your left, turning your attention to the barber shop part of the store. A male of deep blue color stands near you, angrily wiping at a cut on his round, fluffy ear. "I thought you employed professionals, McCarthey!" The shopkeeper makes his way quickly over to the disgruntled customer, his ears flattened against his head in a gesture of submission.

"Aww, well, Mr. Price..." He stammers, lowering his head while keeping his eyes on the other fox-like creature. "Mrs. O'Connors just started this afternoon...she's liable to make some mistakes at first..." McCarthey nods several times, cracking a small, hopeful smile. Mr. Price frowns, crossing his arms; he doesn't look like a happy character, even if he were completely satisfied. "Of course, you'll get this cut free..." The shop owner continues, straightening up, and dusting off his apron. That got Mr. Price; he nodded his approval, stalking out of the shop a few moments later, his tail flicking this way and that.

McCarthey turns to go back to his register, only to come face-to-face with you. His ears flip back to their normal place, and his lips curl back to form a very apologetic smile. "Ahh, of course, our business usually runs like clockwork...I assure you, events like this are as rare as gold in the mountains outside this town..." You nod slowly, still a little skeptical; although you haven't heard anything about the mountains outside town, you decide to take his word that there isn't any gold. The shopkeeper chuckles nervously as he makes his way back to the counter, automatically taking out a handkerchief and mopping his brow. You turn toward the door, ready to leave the store for the day; it's not that bad of a place, and it does seem to have everything your heart may desire, here in Graphiret.

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. . . . . . . p o s t 1 2 || links and affiliates


Links & Affiliates is on its way!

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. . . . . . . p o s t 1 3 || alex's bit


I'm totally copying how Chickies set her post up, because I'm lazy and uncreative. XD I'll add more later if I think of something.

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Alex's pet trades are: open!


So's ya wanna know the 4-1-1 about pet trades, huh? Well, I'll do my very best to give you an idea of what kinds of pets I like and dislike. There're always exceptions though, so

. Alex hates required roleplay. Simple as that. The creative writing centre of my brain is like, atrophied beyond all repair. That's not to say I'll turn you down for it, though. If they're just so pretty that I can't resist, or if you're willing to cut me some slack with RP, I probably wouldn't hold it against you.

. I'm really more of a fan of non-anthro pets, but that's also not set in stone. Just a general preference.

. I like good art. But who doesn't?

-I collect pets coloured like australian shepherds. Exhibit A. Exhibit B. If I accept your trade and we're doing a custom for a custom, I can say with 99% certainty that that is how I'll want it coloured. ;3

-I like cute things. Cliche? If you say so. Again, just my personal preference.

Some pets that I'd trade for, no quesitons asked...
- Feli
- ....a Female Cait, perhaps? -bricked for hoarding them- XD;
- Tala
- Kura
- Kaju
-Shaoilin Wolf

You can, of course, offer a pet trade if your pet isn't on there. Don't feel bad if I decline! It's not that I hate your offer or anything, there's just not all that much I'm looking for right now so I'm very picky. :0

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Okay, listen up and listen good. There is no specific price for a custom. How this'll work is that if you really must have one, PM me an offer. If I like it, I will accept. If not, I um, won't. BUT, here's the catch. If I accept your offer, you may NOT tell others how much the offer was for. If everyone knew, then they would just offer me the same amount, and we may as well have just set a fixed price to begin with. So no cheating! -_=

Feel free to include letters and items in your offers, I particularly love letters. Hell, I may even like some shop items, if they're pretty. However, people offering hockey masks need not apply. XP

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. . . . . . . p o s t 14 || chickies' bit


I bet you're here about pet trades and customs, so I'll get right down to business. <3

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Chickies' pet trades are: open!


You're probably wondering what pets I'd trade for, no questions asked, and all that good stuff. Well, here are somet things about pets that I like and I don't like.

. I don't like required roleplay. It just stresses me out too much. I don't mind if you have it so we should roleplay every once in a while, or just stop by, but having to roleplay a lot turns me off, no matter how much I love the pets.

. I enjoy both animals and anthro type things. Either works, really. Humans are cool, too!

. They've gotta be pretty. Not sparklesparkle pretty, I mean good lineart. (:<


Some pets that I'd trade for, no quesitons asked...
- Angelic Sion (moohahaha)
- SoA
- Walrus Lurve
- Kitsuagi
- Talaye
- Puri
- more, probably x:

You can, of course, offer a pet trade if your pet isn't on there. Don't feel bad if I decline! I'm a picky pea when it comes to that.

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You can feel free to offer for a custom pet. Just send me a private message with a decent offer, and I'll either take or I won't. Mind you, I don't want hockey masks. D: They aren't cool.

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W h i t e L i s t ||
L-kun for doing the lovely lineart, and the name ideas <3

Torikonero for doing all the fabulous story posts in the threads <3


G r a y L i s t ||
boys4eva911 for requesting to work for our shop, even if it clearly states not to in the rules


B l a c k L i s t || no one thus far
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