Just because Ausaur/Ace/Souji closed the thread, doesnt mean we can't still do something with it. this section of the site looks pretty dead to me, and i wouldnt mind getting back into role-playing, but hardly anything looks as interesting as what we did in the past. The Blank Slates, Hot Cakes, and X-men Academy were some of my favorite roleplays to do, mainly because of the people i did them with, but also because of the content.
The myth of Sallex [rp]
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{Why not?}
*Horus stumbles back into consciousness, drool slipping from the side of his mouth, his eyes ache as they struggle to stay opened. A constant, deep thump bangs within his head, blurring his vision somewhat as ears ring, forcing the panther to hold his head to the side. His throat is parched, aching it and causing him to wheeze occasionally. Looking down, he sees his clothes, torn and caked with dried blood, mud, and vomit, creating a god awful stench that permeates throughout the air. What happened to him? How long has it been?*
*He struggles to stand, holding the bark of a nearby tree as support, but still stumbling during the first few attempts before gaining his footing. He bends downwards, arching his back as he wheezes extensively, nearly vomiting in the process. He then glances around the area, looking for water, noticing a stream flowing nearby him. He damn near goes off in a frenzy towards it, but swiftly noticing it bubbling thickly with some black mucuous substance.*
... damn it, of course... water... it need... water...
*Staggering forward, Horus begins to struggle to move away from this horrendous environ in which he's cursed.*
*Horus stumbles back into consciousness, drool slipping from the side of his mouth, his eyes ache as they struggle to stay opened. A constant, deep thump bangs within his head, blurring his vision somewhat as ears ring, forcing the panther to hold his head to the side. His throat is parched, aching it and causing him to wheeze occasionally. Looking down, he sees his clothes, torn and caked with dried blood, mud, and vomit, creating a god awful stench that permeates throughout the air. What happened to him? How long has it been?*
*He struggles to stand, holding the bark of a nearby tree as support, but still stumbling during the first few attempts before gaining his footing. He bends downwards, arching his back as he wheezes extensively, nearly vomiting in the process. He then glances around the area, looking for water, noticing a stream flowing nearby him. He damn near goes off in a frenzy towards it, but swiftly noticing it bubbling thickly with some black mucuous substance.*
... damn it, of course... water... it need... water...
*Staggering forward, Horus begins to struggle to move away from this horrendous environ in which he's cursed.*
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Yeah. I left before that. I mean everything was going to hell on here and a lot of people stopped role-playing in the konoha section.
Yea, same. I would still check back once and a while to see if anything was actually being posted which was cool. They had some weird multiple thread spanning rp that I tried to join, but it seemed to have died already.