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 Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 5:38 pm
In this world there are many hiding places, Each Style of creature unto it's own. There are Six main branches of Havens, Angelicia, Haven for the Angels and Spirits. Demonikai, Haven for Devils and Demons Naturiallia, Haven for Humans, Elves, and Dwarfs Anuko Haven for the animal Hybreeds, Neko's Ect Omniland. Haven for the Imortals and Undead. The nameless Crossing grounds, Haven for any who come into it's Gates. In this land you may choose which Lang you wish to be in At any time you may change to the Crossing grounds, but if one world clashes with another, it's said all of the other havens will fall from they're places and crash into nothingness. Due to this no one in these other worlds have meet other than on the Crossing Grounds. Will you keep to the Old ways or will you Branch out a hand of friend ship and Break the one rule all worlds follow? It's up to you.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 5:55 pm
Here are some Basic guide lines:
I. Don't kill off anyone without their permission,
2. don't use too many bad words on here, There could be younger roleplayers on here who don't need to learn that kind of talk.
3. Please don't use Text while posting, I don't know what all of it means so I don't want to spend ectra time tring to figure out what whatever it is means.
4. You can not enter into different Havens yet that will be on a later note when I choose for that to happen.
5. If you break any rules you will be given two Warnings before I kick you from this roleplay, if you continue to break rules I will be forced to head to the President and ask then to Revoke your membership with the guild.
6. Have fun and make your posts as pretty as Possible.
7. Please pm me your profile skeleton so we can keep the roleplay clean when others join in at a later date. Also Title the Message ' Haven '.
Mizukie_Hibachie Here's the Profile Skeleton
User name:
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Age:
Orientation:
Creature type( Angel, Vampire, Ect):
Likes( Name at least three):
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 5:56 pm
Accepted Profiles: User name: Mizukie_Hibachie Name: Hanahily Age: 20 Orientation: straight Creature type( Angel, Vampire, Ect): Light spirit Likes( Name at least three):Sun, Beaches, Food, and Water Dislikes( Name at least three): Dry heat, Cold days, clouded Skies, and Sour Stuff Personality: Bright and chipper, untill someone strikes the wrong nerve. Bio: Hanahily has no memory of who she was before she was before she turned into a light spirit. She longs to see the other Havens. She lives in Angelicia, amongst her own kind. Picture( Anime perferred ):  User name: VongolaRainWolf Name: Jiro Takeshi Age: 19 Orientation:Creature Type: Wolf Neko Likes: Girls, Books, Swords Dislikes: Doesn't liked to be bothered when reading or training. When working on things Personality: Is a laid back person and doesn't talk much till it is needed. Bio: Jiro was born in Anuko Haven. He was trained in using a sword and smithing swords or anything else to deal with metal with his father. He also helped his sister and mother with things around the house. His mother taught him on using elements, but only learned fire and lightning. One day some demons attacked his home and others. He was fighting off some when they found his sister and killed her. He looks for the demons that did since that day and has waited for them to return. Picture:  User name:MewMewMocha
Name:Violet
Age:16
Orientation:Bi
Creature type( Angel, Vampire, Ect):Neko
Likes( Name at least three):Coffee,sweets,cats
Dislikes( Name at least three):mean people,sour stuff,darkness,sadness
Personality:kind,loving,doesn't worry ((so if she's worried than so should you)),happy
Bio:Violet was born in Anuko and raised herself after her family was murdered at night ((where her fear of the dark comes from)). Violet loves to sing and dance she has music powers and cat's love her.
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 User Name: The Phantom of GO. Name: Drake Dysmas Dokkajohfer. Age: Twenty-Two Years Old. Orientation: Bisexual. Creature Type: Dark Elf And Human. Likes: Moon, Forests, Night Sky, Mountains, Wandering, Dark Places, Fancy Clothing, Fall, Winter, Rain, Snow, Adrenaline Rushes, Reading And Writing, Quiet And Calm Places, Adventuring The Wilderness, Playing / Listening To Music, Being In A Small Group / Company, The Transition Between Cold And Warm, And Bathing In Rivers / Streams Or Waterfalls. Dislikes: Sun, Sand, Plains, Daytime, Boredom, Starvation, Unfairness, Dishonesty, Staying Still, Too Much Heat, Cities / Urban Places, Fighting Unnecessarily, Loud And Noisy Places, Torn / Ragged Clothing, Any Kind Of Impropriety, Eating Bland / Tasteless Food, And Being In Large Groups / Company. Personality: He is roguishly charming, but very mischievous. He is quite brave, ambitious, and a bit rambunctious, often resulting on his constant wandering. But, all the same, he likes putting on a good show and entertaining a crowd as much as he likes "dancing" to his death (should it ever come before he beats his opponents). He practically lives for the stage, but he can become a back-stabber (sometimes literally) if you're not his ally. He often is stubborn, but intelligent and wise from his experiences. He isn't very trusting of people, even his own company, and is often put as the mysterious member of the group. He is a talkative fellow except in Shadow Form (his signature move). Biography: Drake, born on the ever so cold December twenty-first, was the youngest of three children of the most talented dark elf, named Doguiloxor. His father spent his days away on business, so he and his older half-siblings learned their basic education from his mother, who was an imprisoned human. His half-siblings were full elf, but he was just... Different, both in blood and nature in general, but nobody else knew he was only a half-ling except his father and true mother. When he was exactly ten years old, his father came home and, in front of everyone's eyes, killed Drake's mother, and a wave of haughty laughter was pointed at her while Drake, in a state of shock, horror, and distress, ran away from the scene. His siblings found him later out in one of the caves outside the mountain, and his father dragged him back home by his hair and scolded his "inappropriate behavior"... He was forced into a combat school to train to become a fighter, his father planning him to turn him into a wraith (undead fighter), and, not knowing the underlying plans, he taught himself everything he could know about combat, and became the star student. He became cold and emotionless for the time being, and, the night he was going to turn twenty years old, he almost embraced the culture, blinded by his pride, when he met his father, who was now a leader of the people. He reminded him about his "terrible start" as a "snot-nosed brat" whom was merely only half of his true bloodline, but did far better than his older siblings... Before breaking the news of his true intentions. Snapping Drake like a rubber band when stretched just too far, he was brought back from reality and, pushing his father away, cast a magic drain spell instinctively, putting the energy within himself so he'd have enough strength to run away. He cast his first (and only successful) teleport spell and landed in the Nameless Crossing Grounds, where he began his long years of business to survive alone in the world. Powers: He can cast basic magic via speech (Latin), and manipulate water, with sometimes faulty results since he's still learning, using fighting stances and movements... By means of magic powers, he can cast the following: defensive shield, drain strength, magic drain, healing spell, and analyze. He has a fifty percent chance of casting any sort of teleport (self, other, object, and/or group). He is easily adept at using swords, daggers, and knives. He is quite lithe and leanly muscled, able to scale and run very quickly to dodge hits with almost a deadly and dance-like grace. He is very good at aiming and placing hits at pressure points for both humans and elves. He is gifted in street magic; making things float and disappear / reappear, and him and his buddies use it to con many patrons of their performances. He is able to play the lute and piano as well as sing. He loves to separate from the group sometimes and wander for days at a time, but, always ever-faithful, they wait for his return. Picture:  User name: Little_Naner
Name: Chiyro, but call me Chi will ya?
Age: Sadly I have forgotten. ( 15 )
Orientation: Does it even matter anymore? ( Bi )
Creature type: Neko
Likes: Having my tail pulled, cream, and swimming.
Dislikes: Being put on the spot, annoying girls, and lies.
Personality: Despite his young age and inexperience due to his days as a slave, Chiyro is very intelligent and approaches things with startling maturity. The circumstances of his life encourage his lack of innocence; and constanly accepts any challenge that passes his way. Chiyro is a Masochist, and finds pleasure upon being physically hurt. Even if he is stubborn and deny's it.
Many times, this boy is quiet in content, while others he's stubborn and cruel. Over the years he had forgotton how to smile, and only finds joy in swimming.
Bio: Like all neko's, Chiyro was born in Anuko. A place that was supposed to be a haven for his kind. But that only seemed to apply to the "Lucky ones". Chiyro was infact born in a black market, other wise known as a slave shop. Under all the stress and the extra responsibility of a child, his mother commited suicide. Leaving her son to live his newly given life in slavery.
For fifteen years Chiyro was constantly bought and sold to many, as he was forced to call them, "Masters". Until he was finally bought by a Mr. Henson who so kindly let him go.
Eversince then and for two whole years, Chiyro lived in his own apartment and worked at a corner cafe'. Life was decent until he heard about other Worlds/Havens and became all too curious to find out.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:08 pm
 
xxxx [[ θυт θғ Ҁαʟιɢιиσυs sυвsтαиcєs: The only reason I have this awesome format and profile is because I'm also using it in an adv. literate role-play... >w< Looks trippy, though, huh? ]]
xxxx A long sigh came from a tall, practically six-foot six-inch male individual. His hair was silvery-white, falling in a somewhat shaggy mess with a tawny feather-like feel.The eyes were a softly piercing dodger to dark blue, pending upon the lighting as he strode down the streets. His skin was a rare dark gray-purple hue with some scratches along his arms, chest, and back, perhaps from his years in his homeland practically a lifetime ago. Obviously, just by merely taking glances at the gentleman, he was, at least, part dark elf, whom originated from Naturiallia. He was with a group of other rough- and tough-looking individuals, all of different races and even species in general. That could only mean one or a mix of three things around these parts: they were adventurers, some sort of travelling group... Or thieves... By the looks of this particular individual with his towering height, charming chuckle, and proud posture, he was the leader. And he seemed quite comfortable being one, like it was almost natural; he was born for such greatness.
xxxx The group, made of six total people, arrived at the main town square of the so-called "Nameless Crossing Grounds". It was really a sort of trade city of sorts where creatures of all shapes, sizes, and backgrounds would come from to get away for whatever reason they have of wanting to. They set up some crates and, the elven man, standing on one of them, began announcing, "Hear ye, hear ye! Oh, what the spectacle you shall all see! Gather 'round, lads and lasses, and be prepared to see something that amazingly surpasses~ ... Oh, how I need to work on my rhyming." Giving off another chuckle, a crowd gathered, all in wonder of what was going on. The man starting up again, he said with professional grandeur, "Give it up, ladies and gents, for the lavishing lion-cat Lamperouge~"
xxxx Just after the drow stepped off the crate, a young but fierce-looking werecat, indeed of lion-like descent, suddenly lounged out towards the crowd, fake-growling playfully. It began to smirk and, unsheathing the curved swords held on his back, stood on his hind legs and, balancing them carefully at the bases of the hilts before throwing them up in the air, he took the pads of his hands and began to juggle simply with his own fingertips. The crowd ooh-ed and ah-ed at the sight, and a few even squealed in either delight or horror.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:54 pm
Jiro Takeshi
Jiro was in his house asleep and his window was open. The sun had risen and shined into his room. When the sun had hit him in the face he opened his eyes slowly and leaned up then looked around his room. It was a big mess with his swords and kimonos laying around. Jiro had been doing a lot of training the pass few days and hasn't had time to much of anything else. Hen then got out of bed and picked up his dirty clothes and tossed them into the wash then looked in the frig to find something to eat. It was empty. ''Dang it! Going out for breakfast today'' He thought to himself. Jiro then grabbed some clean clothes and his sword placing it on his back then left his home.
Jiro walked down the streets, they were almost empty besides a few here and there. It was still early in the day. He looked around for a bit then saw that a shop was open, but stood there wondering what they were serving.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 7:57 pm
***Violet***
Violet stood at the entrance to Anuko singing there was a small box in front of her there was only one coin in it her pet Luna stood over it guarding it. Violet glanced down only 1 coin how was she supposed to support Luna and herself. Violet sighed and started to sing another song.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 8:45 pm
Jiro Takeshi
Jiro's ear twitched when he heard the voice of a girl singing. He looked around to see if it was anyone he knew. Jiro then took a few steps and looked around the building he was at. There was a girl with a cat next to the Anuko entrance. He walked over, even do he didn't really get along with cats. He stood there and listened to the girl's song and waited till she was finished.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:05 pm
***Violet***
Violet finished her song and looked at Luna who meowed "I know Luna...your hungry" Violet turned to see the boy and smiled "Morning!" Violet glanced at Luna who was sniffing the boy she meowed and jumped onto his shoulder Violet giggled "looks like Luna likes you..and she hates dogs!"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:15 pm
Jiro Takeshi
Jiro tosses a few bills in while she had finished singing. ''Morning to you as well'' When the cat meowed at him then jumped onto his shoulder he felt that he should have reacted but he let it be ''I am a wolf. Not a dog. There is still some problems between the two animal races.'' Jiro remembered what she had said to the cat after she had finished singing ''Would you like to join me for breakfast''
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:20 pm
***Violet***
Violet smiled and cocked her head to the side "what are the differences between a dog and a wolf???" Luna picked up the box and and handed it to Violet who put it her hat and pet Luna.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:33 pm
Jiro Takeshi
Jiro thought about Violet's question ''That's a good question. I'm not really sure but there is a difference'' He stood there for a moment then began to walk back to the cafe he was about to have breakfast at.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:39 pm
***Violet***
Violet sighed and rolled her eyes "stupid boys" Violet started to walk off to a random food place she got 2 boxes of food to go and went too a small clearing and sat down under a tree and eat with Luna "Luna I don't understand why life is so hard" Violet laughed "then again if it wasn't for the hard days in life I wouldn't have met you" Luna purred and ate her food.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:58 pm
Jiro Takeshi
Jiro sat there at the counter of the cafe and ordered his breakfast. He noticed the paper laying a few seats over with no one reading it. Jiro then leaned over and picked the paper up. He began to read it. After twenty minutes passed his food showed up. He set the paper and ate it. When he finished the meal he set the paper down and paid for the meal then walked out with a bottle of orange juice.
Jiro walked on then saw the girl form earlier. He walked pass minding his own business. He finished the juice and threw it away in the trash can. After he looked around finding an open spot. He walked over to it and drew his sword. He check is surroundings then began to train with his sword.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 2:06 pm
_____________ _______________________________Ⓒ н ι у я σ __·.·´¯`·.· ·.·´¯`·.·´·__εїз ___________________________▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇ εїз ▇ • Mood: Neutral • Fifteen • Male • The Masochist •___________________________▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
The sun was high in the sky now, greeting its visitors below with a luminous “Good Morning.” But one particular being did not receive the sunny gesture. This was because the black drapes that covered a particular window, blocked out all sense of light. The apartment, yes it was small, but was often kept dark, and shooed any neighbors off with its gloomy presence. Thus, it was rare that any people visited the young owner.
Beep, Beep, Beeeeep!
The sound of a squealing alarm clock echoed throughout the cluttered room, waking up a boy by the name of Chiyro, preferably called Chi. It was seven o' clock in the morning now and the sounds Anuko traffic was high in the air. As he sat up in a daze, rubbing the last bit of sleep from his eyes, Chiyro let out a long strung out yawn and hit the alarm clock to stop the annoying beeps. You could say this neko took mornings rather well, but that was to blame for his slave work. Time was priority back then, and at his status, there was nothing to do but obey. Or rebel in his case.
It took the boy a moment to shuffle under his warm blankets before his body rolled to the side of the bed and his legs hung over the side. Chiyro stood up to stretch, much like a cat would and let out, yet another long, strung out yawn. The violet head’s oddly colored crimson eyes shifted to his window to look out at the day’s weather. But of course the drapes blocked the view and he ended up ignoring the idea
Chiyro swiftly strolled to his closet choosing a pair of jeans and a black tank top. It was a typical outfit, considering he had to change into the uniform at the café anyways. He then grabbed his lucky key chain, hooking it to his jeans; before turning on the balls of his heels in the direction of his bedroom door. He trotted out of his room taking his apartment key, and finally left.
"Ah..not late"
He whispered to himself, as he strolled along Anuko’s streets catching the time on one of the buildings. It was always busy here, and so crowded that first timers would become lost. Luckily for him, he learned quickly after escaping his past.
The boy walked in silence as he spotted a male wolf… training? How odd, and also a girl who seemed to be chilling with a cat. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and the violet haired boy sighed with dis satisfaction. He would certainly subdue to swimming after work.
Finally, after taking a few turns and curves and crossings, Chiyro made it Watari’s Café.
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