Post by xxryuzakixx on Sept 5, 2010 12:21:43 GMT -5
Plot
One hundred years ago a pack of wolves made a forest their home...
The forest had every thing the pack could ever want...
But there was one wolf, by the name of Kurbus, wanted more...
He wanted the whole forest to kneel before him, He wanted to control every creature...
So he devised a plan to have the forest at his mercy...
For many moons he lived away from the pack in a darkened cave chanting, summoning demons from the netherworld...
One by one pups began to disappear, leaving no trace... The prey began to leave and the birds went silent,
hudling in their nests to escape the evil seeping into the forest...
Five moons after leaving for his cave Kurbus returned to the pack and a sickness came with him...
all who touched began to chant strange words, scratch them selves until they bleed
and eventually went competly insane...
Kurbus put fear into the hearts of the pack members and he had yet to put his plan into action...
another moon passed and the pack members began to get strange bites on their legs, tails and necks,
After a day the bite would become a festering sore and the victim would begin to pull out their own fur,
swallowing it then throwing it back up in bloody furballs...
The sores would start to weep, the liquid burning into the skin, leaving blisters and hideous scars...
Kurbus was the only wolf totally uneffected as his pack mates died around him...
The surviving elders held a meeting deep in the heart of the forest and they spoke this verse...
'Through the darkness and into the light,
One shall rise ready to fight ,
White as the snow and black as the night,
One shall rise to make things right,
Sharpened claws and killer bite,
One shall rise with second sight,
Silent as stone with fastest flight,
Both shall rise against deadly might...'
This was the verse they told the pack members to keep their spirts high,
this was what mothers told their cubs as they went to sleep and what the wolves whispered as they died...
Kurbus knew he must put his plan into action, the elders were becoming suspicios of him...
So on that night he summoned demons from the neatherworld to posses the dead pack members...
But his plan went horribly wrong...
as he called to wretched being, a young cub stumbled across his darkened cave and saw the evil Kurbus was doing...
the cub ran back to the Elders and told them every thing he had seen...
The Elders were horrified, they sprinted to Kurbus's lair pulling him from his trance...
Kurbus tried to deny it but the evidence was conclusive... Kurbus was to be put to death...
At dawn the Elders gathered in a large clearing, to carry out Kurbus's punishment...
they formed a cricle around Kurbus and called their best fighters.
They lept into the ring of wolves pinning Kurbus to the ground,
one of the fighter was about to deliver the killer blow when Kurbus placed a curse upon the pack...
In one hundered years time all the dead members of the pack would rise again and carry out Kurbus's revenge...
The fighter bit down on Kurbus's neck and twitsed sharply silencing him forever...
But the curse still remains and now, one hundered years later, and the dead pack are to rise again...
Will you help us undo the century of evil that has plauged this land?
Will you be the one to fulfil the prophecy?
Rules
~ No PP or GM.
~ No Mary/Gary loues.
~ No force breeding.
~ No OOC bullying/disrespect.
~ Violence is encoraged as are same sex couples and romance.
~ You can be graphic when describing violence but no graphic mating.
~ At least a paragraph per post, Please.
~ Try and use correct spellings and grammar.
~ No Ch@t $p3ak
The Propecised wolves:
(These wolves are from the verse and will be discoved during the RP)
1. Open
2. Open
IF YOU RESERVE A PROPECISED WOLF THERE IS NO GARENTEE YOU WILL BECOME ONE...
IT ALL DEPENDES ON POST LENGTH, DETAIL, ATTITUDE AND PACK RANKING...
The Alpha Pair:
1. Open
2. Open
The Pack Shaman:
(has the ability to summon and banish spirits)
1. Open
The Lead Hunters:
1. Taken ~ xxryuzakixx (Me)
2. Open
The Hunters
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
The Fighters:
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
The Elders:
(The're sort of like a government and some have a special gift
eg. Foresight)
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
Members:
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
5. Open
6. Open
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Apperance:
Rank:
Personality:
History:
Sexual Orientation:
Crush/Mate:
Other:
Name: Cereixa ~ Pronounced CER-E-ICK-SA (Just call her Cere)
Age: Two years (Young Adult)
Gender: Female
Apperance: [Image Removed By Lucas]
Rank: Lead hunter
Personality: Cere is normally the wild one in a group and she hates to be a sheep!
She is often wary of strangers and hates to be alone with people she doesnt know
but She is mostly a friendly and out going wolf...
She has a slightly warped sense of humour and is often sarcastic.
Cere is generally a happy go lucky optimist who plays by her own rules a
nd is considered a bit of a reble for not following in her mothers pawprints and becoming lead hunter instead...
Cere often talks to her self and can be snapish towrads pups and adults is they make fun of her...
History: She is the great-great-great-great-grand daughter of the origonal Alpha pair
but decided she didnt want the responsability of being an alpha so she became lead hunter of the pack...
When she was a young cub her perents died in a fire and she was cared for by the pack elders.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: Artwork not mine so credit to the artist
One hundred years ago a pack of wolves made a forest their home...
The forest had every thing the pack could ever want...
But there was one wolf, by the name of Kurbus, wanted more...
He wanted the whole forest to kneel before him, He wanted to control every creature...
So he devised a plan to have the forest at his mercy...
For many moons he lived away from the pack in a darkened cave chanting, summoning demons from the netherworld...
One by one pups began to disappear, leaving no trace... The prey began to leave and the birds went silent,
hudling in their nests to escape the evil seeping into the forest...
Five moons after leaving for his cave Kurbus returned to the pack and a sickness came with him...
all who touched began to chant strange words, scratch them selves until they bleed
and eventually went competly insane...
Kurbus put fear into the hearts of the pack members and he had yet to put his plan into action...
another moon passed and the pack members began to get strange bites on their legs, tails and necks,
After a day the bite would become a festering sore and the victim would begin to pull out their own fur,
swallowing it then throwing it back up in bloody furballs...
The sores would start to weep, the liquid burning into the skin, leaving blisters and hideous scars...
Kurbus was the only wolf totally uneffected as his pack mates died around him...
The surviving elders held a meeting deep in the heart of the forest and they spoke this verse...
'Through the darkness and into the light,
One shall rise ready to fight ,
White as the snow and black as the night,
One shall rise to make things right,
Sharpened claws and killer bite,
One shall rise with second sight,
Silent as stone with fastest flight,
Both shall rise against deadly might...'
This was the verse they told the pack members to keep their spirts high,
this was what mothers told their cubs as they went to sleep and what the wolves whispered as they died...
Kurbus knew he must put his plan into action, the elders were becoming suspicios of him...
So on that night he summoned demons from the neatherworld to posses the dead pack members...
But his plan went horribly wrong...
as he called to wretched being, a young cub stumbled across his darkened cave and saw the evil Kurbus was doing...
the cub ran back to the Elders and told them every thing he had seen...
The Elders were horrified, they sprinted to Kurbus's lair pulling him from his trance...
Kurbus tried to deny it but the evidence was conclusive... Kurbus was to be put to death...
At dawn the Elders gathered in a large clearing, to carry out Kurbus's punishment...
they formed a cricle around Kurbus and called their best fighters.
They lept into the ring of wolves pinning Kurbus to the ground,
one of the fighter was about to deliver the killer blow when Kurbus placed a curse upon the pack...
In one hundered years time all the dead members of the pack would rise again and carry out Kurbus's revenge...
The fighter bit down on Kurbus's neck and twitsed sharply silencing him forever...
But the curse still remains and now, one hundered years later, and the dead pack are to rise again...
Will you help us undo the century of evil that has plauged this land?
Will you be the one to fulfil the prophecy?
Rules
~ No PP or GM.
~ No Mary/Gary loues.
~ No force breeding.
~ No OOC bullying/disrespect.
~ Violence is encoraged as are same sex couples and romance.
~ You can be graphic when describing violence but no graphic mating.
~ At least a paragraph per post, Please.
~ Try and use correct spellings and grammar.
~ No Ch@t $p3ak
The Propecised wolves:
(These wolves are from the verse and will be discoved during the RP)
1. Open
2. Open
IF YOU RESERVE A PROPECISED WOLF THERE IS NO GARENTEE YOU WILL BECOME ONE...
IT ALL DEPENDES ON POST LENGTH, DETAIL, ATTITUDE AND PACK RANKING...
The Alpha Pair:
1. Open
2. Open
The Pack Shaman:
(has the ability to summon and banish spirits)
1. Open
The Lead Hunters:
1. Taken ~ xxryuzakixx (Me)
2. Open
The Hunters
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
The Fighters:
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
The Elders:
(The're sort of like a government and some have a special gift
eg. Foresight)
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
Members:
1. Open
2. Open
3. Open
4. Open
5. Open
6. Open
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Apperance:
Rank:
Personality:
History:
Sexual Orientation:
Crush/Mate:
Other:
Name: Cereixa ~ Pronounced CER-E-ICK-SA (Just call her Cere)
Age: Two years (Young Adult)
Gender: Female
Apperance: [Image Removed By Lucas]
Rank: Lead hunter
Personality: Cere is normally the wild one in a group and she hates to be a sheep!
She is often wary of strangers and hates to be alone with people she doesnt know
but She is mostly a friendly and out going wolf...
She has a slightly warped sense of humour and is often sarcastic.
Cere is generally a happy go lucky optimist who plays by her own rules a
nd is considered a bit of a reble for not following in her mothers pawprints and becoming lead hunter instead...
Cere often talks to her self and can be snapish towrads pups and adults is they make fun of her...
History: She is the great-great-great-great-grand daughter of the origonal Alpha pair
but decided she didnt want the responsability of being an alpha so she became lead hunter of the pack...
When she was a young cub her perents died in a fire and she was cared for by the pack elders.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Crush/Mate: Open
Other: Artwork not mine so credit to the artist
