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  1. ReckonCat

    Fantasy I have no idea what I want (open)

    Do you ever just really want to roleplay or write or draw or do something, anything creative, but you just can't seem to? Yeah, so it's been like what... four years since I roleplayed? Help me. A little about me, I guess - I'm 25, so I won't rp with anyone under 18 - I am a full-time educator...
  2. ReckonCat

    Searching for a Farce

     First Lieutenant Waylyn Busch, Ombleagulus Galaxy The constant hum of the generators that powered the ship was all but background noise after five years in space. But even in the silence of space, everything in his head screamed for help. First Lieutenant Waylyn wrung his hands as he paced...
  3. ReckonCat

    Searching for a Farce

    Prologue: A Dying Planet        Pheranoxians are facing something they thought impossible: extinction. With technology so advanced they can do anything they want. Except save their own planet. The planet's life source has been spent, and they need to find a solution. Fast. But that solution...
  4. ReckonCat

    Searching for a Farce

    Characters:   Alias: Shaman Faely of Liatera Faely's Photo Tribal Face Paint   Name: Faely Longfeather Race: Shape Shifter, specializing in avian species Occupation: Healer/Shaman Gender: Female Height: 4'11" Build: Slender but full figured, Hollow Boned...
  5. ReckonCat

    Searching for a Farce

    Lore:   Under Construction.
  6. ReckonCat

    Searching for a Farce

    Plot:   Under Construction.   (...yep.)
  7. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } The crackling of the fire and the scent of burning wood drew the group of mountain lions closer to the small camp. As they came in sight of the clearing, still in the depths of the forest, the leader flicked his tail and halted. His pride followed his command and also drew...
  8. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } Fae couldn't sleep as Isaac went to work. She listened to him creating the tool then trying to start the fire in the darkness. She began to wonder if it would ever work, then she began to smell a burning. Her nose twitched as the fire grew, and she sat up and stared at it...
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    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } The silence swallowed her words. She wondered if her prayers fell on deaf ears. She wondered if anyone was really listening. If anyone cared. She felt more alone than she ever had, laying her under the Great Open, so close to touch it but trapped in a prison she could not...
  10. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } Fae smiled at him as he countered her remark, and for a moment it felt like they were old acquaintances. She felt like she wasn't trapped in these silver cuffs, and that she wanted to be there. But...only for a moment. She didn't look at him as he continued. "I'll be...
  11. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } Fae watched him unsaddle Dahlia and tilted her head, once again completely amazed by the craftiness of humans. They invented things out of necessity, some of the craziest things. A second skin for a horse that would make a smoother journey for the rider? Only something a...
  12. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } The bird had come back. Why it had, she never understood. Those prison walls were no place for a creature as beautiful as it was. Or as magnificent as herself she would add, if she was that kind of egotistical griffin. But she didn't see much of the importance in her...
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    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } A chilling wind blew over the flat lands before the mountain, cutting through her rag-like, poor excuse for clothing. She turned her attention in the direction Isaac was now leading them, her short, curly hair whipping in the wind. "Pets? No. Well--" she brought a hand up...
  14. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } Maybe she'll show him one day. Maybe, maybe she would. She highly doubted that she would ever get to, but stranger things could happen in this world. Fae stretched her arms high above her head in a stretch, grabbing her right elbow with her left had as she finished to show...
  15. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } "Surely your sort had something like that, right? Did you really never dance or sing?" Did they? She didn't remember her 'sort' having anything of the likes. They didn't dance, that was for sure. They did sing, however. But it wasn't exactly the type for leisure. It was...
  16. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } As he spoke the 'love spell' she tilted her head, blinking up at him with a look of contentment. The words were strange, but they had a sort of musical tone to them. She didn't quite understand what it meant, but it made moisture come into her eyes as he spoke the last two...
  17. ReckonCat

    Fantasy The Keepers {Post- Apocalyptic Fantasy}{Closed.}

    { Synnovia } activity { Seeing Laila. health { About to collapse. location { Medical Wing; Laila's examination room. The thumps seemed to grow louder, and for a moment she wondered if she would be able to move her feet. She choked on a cough, afraid of causing any more noise...
  18. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } "Does that make sense, or am I just babbling? I've been told I tend to do that." Babbling, yes, but it wasn't senseless. Fae gave a small giggle, looking at the other person with a sheepish grin, "No, I'm quite intrigued." she stuck out her tongue. "How about you try...
  19. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } "Is it truly a waste of time if I found it enjoyable? The world can be a dark place for everyone...sometimes you need to let go and do something that makes you happy for no other reason than it does." Fae listened to his explanation and wondered if that was really what she...
  20. ReckonCat

    "Her bark isn't as bad as her bite, son." [PRIVATE]

    { Fae Davania } She imagined a younger Isaac, one with two working eyes and who was much shorter than the man in front of her. She watched some birds fly by above them and wondered briefly if she would ever fly again. She shook her head and continued to listen to the other. She should...
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