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Beautiful Creatures is a newly revived semi-realistic 50 word post minimum roleplay that 4 species fight for rulership of the Motherlands and over 100 breeds to choose from. Which path shall you take? And ultimately will you live or die like so many have before you? Join now if you wish to find out!
SISTERS♥
Those we hold close and dear
SEASONS❄
New changes means new beginnings
Warm breezes and singing birds with plentiful prey only means that Summer is here and in full bloom. This should only mean less tensions between the Dynasties and a more care-free atmosphere within the clan, right? Herbs are starting to bloom so Shaman's, get out there and start restocking! Enjoy while it last's for who know's how bitter and harsh this years winter might be!
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ANNOUNCEMENT #1
July 13th As of July 13th, 2017 the site is officially open! Thank you to all of those taking the first step and risk of joining a new and growing community. I hope you enjoy your stay here at Beautiful Creatures!
ANNOUNCEMENT #2
July 15th Beautiful Creatures is hosting it's very first Contest! The contest will start July 15th and end July 22nd. You can learn more about this contest by clicking the link below! { READ MORE HERE}
ANNOUNCEMENT #3
July 16th Staff Auditions are being held! Beautiful Creatures is looking for it's very first Moderator! { READ MORE HERE}
CANIDAE - ♀ 05 | ♂ 06 | 11
FELIDAE - ♀ 05 | ♂ 06 | 11
URISDAE - ♀ 04 | ♂ 06 | 10
HERBIVORES - ♀ 05 | ♂ 08 | 13
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Beautiful Creatures is an original multi-species roleplay that was founded and is currently owned by Harlequin. The skin was coded by JAWN of WICKED WONDERLAND. Mini profile code is copyrighted to PHARAOH LEAP of WICKED WONDERLAND. Site's Favicon is copyrighted to Harlequin. All images are copyrighted to their respective owners on pixabay, unsplash, and pexels. All site information belongs to Beautiful Creatures and their respective authors unless stated otherwise. Character’s are copyrighted to the members of BC. All rights reserved. Do not copy!
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PLAYED BY Quinn
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Post by Harlequin on Jul 21, 2017 4:01:42 GMT
Neema was bored and was once again left alone to her own devices. She honestly didn't know what to do with herself anymore. Nobody in the clan talked to her and she didn't dare go up to anyone and strike up a conversation no matter how much she longed to. Her mother was off somewhere, busy more than likely, and couldn't be bothered to check up on her daughter or to simply sit down and chat with her. Letting out a lonesome sigh the half blind lioness sat down in a secluded spot under a tree, hidden from most prying eyes. Maybe then she would get a break from some of the beating's she received from her clanmate's. After all, she was still healing from some particularly gruesome claw marks on her right hind leg. A price to pay for eating out of turn, though to be far to Neema it looked like everyone had had their share. It wasn't her fault that the leopard was hidden on her blind side, was it? No... it wasn't and yet she was blamed and punished for it. For the Gods sake she was larger than the dappled cat and yet she could hardly defend herself. It infuriated the lioness yet there was little she could do about the situation. If she spoke up about anything, complaining about her mistreatment she'll only get fowl looks and be turned away. Next time she would be beat it would be ten times worse than if she just stayed quiet. Yet these were the rules of her Dynasty, the way thing's worked. She tried to change them and she failed miserably at it. So much for standing up for the weak and helpless, look where it caught her up. Yet Neema knew she'd do it again and again if it meant her mother would be safe from harm's way. She'd lose the respect of her fellow clan mates, she'd lose the sight in her right eye, and she would be stripped of her rank again and again if it meant her mother would be safe. It was the least she could do. Letting out a rumbling sigh the lioness observed the activity in the dynasty's camp. Little seemed to be happening and it was no surprise, most felines would be out hunting the pupils would be training and the warriors were either out on border patrols or training as well. It was late afternoon so the lioness assumed everyone would be coming back soon. A small feeling of dread filled her though she pushed it away. She didn't want to ruin this moment of serenity. A content lazy smile was on her face as her black tufted tail flicked into the air every once and a while. There the lioness laid and continued to watch the slow hustle and bustle of the camp's activity. TAGS: Perception |
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Post by Perception on Jul 21, 2017 8:01:07 GMT
Zetyr of Skotadi ||Zetyr strolled through the long grass. The ground felt dry beneath his paws. The warmth that summer brought caused for the trees, grass and other flora to wither and dry out. Zetyr enjoyed the warmth though, despite that consequence. He liked the snow too. In fact, he mostly disliked Autumn as he always viewed the windy weather to be a bother. But, otherwise he liked all that came his way. The flame-orange male came in through the camp entrance, having just returned from a border check. There seemed to be little signs of trespassing or rule breakers, that he could see at least. Zetyr took his duties seriously, vowing to protect the borders and those within it to his last breath. It was a mixture of his stubborn nature and ambition. As Zetyr wandered into the camp, he cast his golden rays for eyes around. The camp was mostly empty. Most of those who called the clan home were likely out hunting, training or checking borders as he had just done. Zetyr would only be back at camp for a short while before returning back to another border. At that border, he would mark the Skotadi scent, check for trespassers and report anything unusual. It had been quiet though as of late. Not that Zetyr would complain. Peace was not always a bad thing, he thought. His golden eyes caught on a lioness. Neema. The she-cat was one he knew of. He had never really talked to her. No one did. She was an Omega. Zetyr vaguely recalled what had happened - but he had been young when it had occurred.. The lioness had stepped out of place, something to do with blaming the clan for a death or something like that. Zetyr's memory was foggy. But, he believed if he focused hard and long enough, the memory may return stronger. The sandy lioness was not old, she was matured and not entirely bad looking, he thought as his gaze continued to hover on her. The she-cat was known for being blind. The murky colored eye stood out evidently. Zetyr assumed it had possibly occurred as a result of being an Omega. They were treated so poorly. Always so poorly. But, it was the way it went. Zetyr understood that this feline had done something, something serious, in order to earn her rank. watch me pounce |
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Post by sloth on Jul 23, 2017 21:46:08 GMT
 | ◀ | Velox was having a bit of a rough day all things considered. Recently he'd taken to hunting alone, a rare fit of moodiness leaving him feeling a bit unfit for good company. So being the ever aware cheetah that he was, he'd decided to leave the hunting party behind and trek out on his own to see if he could catch anything substantial. Today's results were a bit... disappointing. His mind wasn't focused on the task at hand and he'd kept noisily stomping through the underbrush instead of taking the time to find good footing. Sloppy pupil work really but he hoped the other hunters would just chalk it up to him having an off day. The hunt wasn't entirely unproductive; he'd managed to snag a howler monkey before it could raise the alarm, and even found a fish or two willing to dart into his waiting paws down at the Koi Basin. With a complete days work stuffed into his mouth Velox returned to camp mildly disappointed in his small successes. 'At least it's not nothing at all' He reminded himself before brushing through the entrance of camp. His golden eyes noticed the large frame of Zetyr amble by and gave the tiger a friendly tail flick before trotting over to lay down his fresh kills with the others. Well to Velox it was trotting, to anyone who was watching it appeared as more of a mad sprint across camp. The cheetah turned away from the dead prey and scanned the camp's clearing, taking stock of who all was present and who was missing. His eyes briefly landed on the familiar frame of Neema, the clan Omega and Velox immediately frowned. The fresh wounds on the lioness's back leg were easy to see even from this far away and he sadly remembered the incident readily. The lioness needed a good cheering up, and that was precisely what he was going to give to her. That... and perhaps one of his fish. Velox scanned the camp once more for any signs of others who might give him trouble for bringing the Omega food and quickly reached down to grab the nearest one before bolting over to the lion's side. He dropped the fish between Neema's front paws and gave her a goofy grin, his tongue ever so slightly sticking out the side of his mouth as he panted to catch his breath dramatically. "It'll be our little secret." He told her with a firm nod and a wink; trying to end any disagreement from her before she could start. |
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Post by Harlequin on Jul 25, 2017 20:06:24 GMT
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so you can live another day [attr="class","nabody"]It was peaceful just laying in the shadows out of eye sight from most of her clan mates. Her mind for once allowed to roam and dream without having to fear for some kind of interruption with everyone out and about. However, her moment of serenity was shattered when her dazed look came into focus and she noticed that a tiger was looking directly at her. Her first reaction was to shrink away and hope he didn't see her and move on about his day. But when he continued to stare at her she had no choice but to stare back, only her gaze was more wary and cautious. From what she could recall from her memory the male was a warrior with a long and lean stature that were accentuated by muscles. If her memory served her right then this specific tiger was named Zetyr, one of the more kinder and laid back members in the dynasty. She was slightly curious as to why he continued to stare at her yet made no move to approach her. It was odd and certainly weird, maybe even considered rude to anyone outside of her standing. It started to make her feel self-conscious and it definitely showed as she turned to look away, hiding the maimed side of her face from his view. Her small black ears laid flat on her skull in embarrassment as she continued to look at the warrior out of the corner of her eye just to make sure he didn't try anything. It was better to be safe than sorry these days. Luck didn't appear to be on Neema's side unfortunately enough. The flash of a golden spotted hide caught her attention. It seemed like everyone was starting to come back from their daily activities which meant Neema would have to endure and survive the oncoming pain. But maybe... just maybe she'll get lucky and everyone will ignore her today. She hoped and silently prayed to the Gods that wish will come true. Her chocolate eye watched as one of Skotadi's hunters - a cheetah that went by the name of Velox looked around as if he was checking if the coast was clear before grabbing a fish and darting over to the tan lioness. To be honest she was surprised by his act of kindness though she was hesitant to accept the gift not just because of the rules but also because she was afraid this was some sort of trick. A trick that would end up with her in pain. But before she could protest he shushed her by saying that this could be their little secret. That got just the smallest of smiles out of her, though it didn't last long for her stomach growled in hunger and she didn't waste a second in wolfing down the meager meal. Though she knew Velox couldn't risk grabbing her anything larger and more substantial than a fish. She ate everything besides the bones knowing they would be too dangerous to eat. With a lick of her lips, Neema turned to look towards the cheetah, "thank you..." she whispered before looking away. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.notafraid]width:460px;background:#a69675;border:1px solid #897962;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimg]background:url('http://i.imgur.com/e7vPWQd.jpg');width:400px;height:200px;margin-top:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.naimgborder]width:375px;height:175px;border:4px #897962 solid;background:transparent;margin-top:-191px;[/newclass] [newclass=.nalyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:15px;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.nabody]width:400px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;color:#000000;[/newclass] [newclass=.natag]font-size:9px;color:#000000;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Perception on Aug 8, 2017 21:00:57 GMT
Zetyr of Skotadi ||Zetyr tore his eyes away from the lioness as she appeared to turn away, hiding her face and flattening her ears. Had he come across as rude? Likely, although it was not his intention. The lioness seemed to be self-conscious, maybe even nervous or embarrassed. Curiosity and longing was what held his gaze however, but determination to remain true to the dynasty’s law and treatment of an Omega compelled him to keep his distance. It was true that he did not know all the facts. She could be nice, kind and gentle. It was possible that she was not deserving of the rank bestowed upon her. But, the clan was known of treating Omega’s poorly and he did not want to look weak or disloyal in the eyes of those higher up. Still, he could not bear the thought of being cruel to the lioness. Despite the fact, he did not know her full story. Maybe she was deserving of the rank and he was simply being naive. It was difficult to judge. The male cat was about to turn away when he caught a golden glimpse from the corner of his eye. A male cheetah had seemed to sneakily venture towards Neema. The Cheetah was known as Velox. Zetyr did not know him well, but he had certainly seen him around. Velox; like him, seemed to have a kind heart as he seemed to drop a meal off to the Omega. Zetyr saw most of the scene, however he was not the type to take Velox to the higher ups. His act was in kindness and perhaps if Zetyr had prey with him and was maybe a little less cowardly, he might have done the same. A smile crept across his expression as he observed Neema weakly smile – if that was in fact a smile. The lioness was clearly grateful for the meal, although small and infilling, it was something which was a lot better than nothing. Zetyr could not imagine the struggles she faced, likely constant fear and worry that one would trick her or prank her, maybe injure her…All over such minor and silly things. Maybe Zetyr could sneak her something small…A fish or maybe a hare. Something small, that would go unnoticed to the larger clan around him…But something mighty to the Omega. OOPS, so sorry <3 Harlequin sloth watch me pounce |
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