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Post by youngwolfy on Feb 7, 2003 15:31:07 GMT -5
((This will be a wild Neopets RP. Yeah.))
Through a vast territory of cliffs and caves, mountains and hills, lakes and bays, was charging one small pack, though large by pack standards. Mostly Lupes, but they were all wild or feral Neopets. At the head was a large yellow Lupe, a slightly smaller red Gelert by her side.
Finally, the two alphas ran up a hill, up a large stone and onto the peak of a great rock in the shape of a howling Lupe. They quickly nuzzled each other before the female, Bryonia, yelled at the pack. "Is everyone here? Good enough! We rest until dawn!"
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Post by Lappi on Feb 7, 2003 17:11:40 GMT -5
((OOC: Sorry, I don't know what to say . . . Just posting you let you know that I read it. I'll thinkie of something))
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Post by lupe on Feb 7, 2003 18:27:31 GMT -5
**a gray gelupess walks over to the two alphas. She looks at them from afar. She has a light gray glow, a black crescent moon under her left eye, two large black gelert ears, two up-side down cresecnt moons on her arm and legs, her paws are half black and a black key hole with a white key in the middle of it on her right paw and black at the end of her lupe tail.**
Lot: **looks at the two alphas
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Post by LDF on Feb 7, 2003 20:58:51 GMT -5
A powerful looking Eyrie weilds a Faerie Slingshot, looking around at the others from a tree. The Eyrie is the protector of the forest (the Faerie Queen actually gave it to him) and wields one of the most powerful weapons of them all. He is an excellent battler, defending the hurt and weak.
A small blue Korbat sits next to him, munching on an apple.
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Post by youngwolfy on Feb 8, 2003 1:16:49 GMT -5
Claw, the Gelert, looked at the Gelupess and muttered something about purebloods before turning and nuzzling his mate. Bryonia gazed at the Eyrie, saying nothing, doing nothing. She didn't need a weapon - Bryonia was a living weapon!
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Post by danytheangel on Feb 8, 2003 9:11:34 GMT -5
((Ahem... I'm used to wolf RP's so I'll probably stick to the wolf advanced RP language -.-' Ne wayz, if you don't get anything tell me ^_^))
Piercing gold opticals peer out 'o the shadows, illuminating an eerie foxfire. Orbs near as the owner emerges from wi'in the darkness, showing long, dark silver pelt 'o a lupess. Slight smile places itself 'pon soft features 'o the femme's maw, she dip's 'er muzzle momentarily in respect at the Alphen and Alphess 'afore slowly merging back into the darkness 'o the shadows, this time in the lighter shade 'o a cave mouth, slim frame sinks to lay on the rocky terra. Cranium lifts up again to regard the terrain around 'er, casting a scrutinising gaze 'pon her surroundings, lobes pivoting 'round, finally satisfied she lays 'er 'ead down to rest.
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Post by lupe on Feb 8, 2003 9:32:03 GMT -5
Claw, the Gelert, looked at the Gelupess and muttered something about purebloods before turning and nuzzling his mate. Bryonia gazed at the Eyrie, saying nothing, doing nothing. She didn't need a weapon - Bryonia was a living weapon! **Lot looks at him and mutters something about pure bloods... ^.^** |
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Post by Lappi on Feb 9, 2003 10:03:51 GMT -5
((Still doesn't know what to say))
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Post by roselladestiny on Feb 23, 2003 21:07:18 GMT -5
Sakura the Peophin plunged into the sapphire waters off the coast of Mystery Island, watching the sun sink beneath the waves. She could hear the laughter of neopets and their owner at the bay and glimpse their shadowy silhouettes through the ocean mist. The sound brought her sorrow, for she knew she was to fall asleep alone and unloved at the end of the day. She was a wild Peophin, a statistic, a research topic. No one knew of her existence, and no one cared. In some ways the independence was refreshing, but most of the time it was lonely.
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Post by roselladestiny on Feb 23, 2003 21:08:27 GMT -5
Note: That was the first paragraph a Neopian Times story I'm trying to write.
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Post by aerisangel01 on Mar 7, 2003 22:01:29 GMT -5
Squirellia the Usul looked at all the neopets.
"Who are they?"
She had always being living in this forest, and never saw them before. She closed her eye. Her fur had a Red, Brown and green shade(she was strawberry), so it was hard to saw her in the tree she was. She was a magician, but did not controled her power yet.
"I wonder.. If their is any pet here to be my friends..."
She smilled while she looked at Milliny, her faerie huggy.
"Don't worry, you will always be my best friends."
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Post by misslynx on Jul 22, 2003 18:58:29 GMT -5
Eyroe the eyrie was sitting on a moutaintop watching the valley beneath him. *oh great, another boring day of boredness(sp?)*, he thought. In case you didn't notice, he was hungry for adventure.
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Post by queeneyrie on Jul 22, 2003 20:39:56 GMT -5
Cael, a reddish orange Draik watched the gather of pets from his perch atop a cliff. He made no movements to introduce himself. He prefered to watch and for other to approach.
(His full anme is CyndarCael. He's currently a Scorchio and I'm lookign for a morphing potion for him. PM me if you happen to have one of know of one.)
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Post by misslynx on Jul 23, 2003 9:38:44 GMT -5
Eyroe decides to fly off in search of adventure, of course, and sees the orange draik. He flies off to the valley, hoping to find a few lupes or scorchios to fight with.
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Post by ievakasku on Jul 23, 2003 12:36:10 GMT -5
Lytikilos the blue Lupe was alone. He had never known any different. He walked softly through the forest, and his acute ears picked up the sound of many voices up ahead. He peered through the trees and saw the pack, wondering if he should join them.
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