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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!
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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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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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Heroes and Scholars [Open/Harlequin]
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Post by Ciri on Jul 24, 2017 19:26:19 GMT
Within the hidden camp, there was light amounts of movement. Most of the dynasty members were out-and-about with their daily activities. Whether it was hunting, exploring, or defending. The male lay within the stillness of his home, a calming sense to him. His large body was sprawled out towards the side of the camp, and his chin resting on a root of a towering tree.
Little light reached the floor of the dynasty's camp. What little did seemed to give off a green light, reflecting the predominant color or the jungle. A small sliver managed to light Isidore, reflecting his pelt and brilliant stripes.
His ears twitched each time a fellow feline passed or made a movement in the camp. But his eyes kept cemented on an entrance. He wasn't really guarding it; but pretending to do so made him feel at ease, and gave him something to do.
While he was basking himself in what little light he had, his tail flipped about. It was entertain to him since he was a cub. But he had more pressing issues than reminiscing on his life as a young cub.
Isidore refocused his attention back towards his previous action, watching an entrance. While there was no sign of anyone going to enter soon, it made him jumpy at the stillness. It was almost a trick to him--calmness--nothing at all happening. The uneasy feeling was new in Isidore as he tried to smother it out internally and putting more attention on the small opening.
Quietly, Isidore begged for something to happen. Anything. Something to get his attention. Whether or not it was a threat. His mind had to be cleared. But what could he do? He was no graceful hunter, and there was no battle to be fought. His current abilities were not required at the given moment. It made him restless once again as he lay in his selected spot of the camp.
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Post by ldypayne on Jul 25, 2017 19:20:27 GMT
Sapheeta ran through the jungle not far from the Skotadi camp, relishing the feel of her muscles flexing and relaxing as she moved. Her paws gripped the ground firmly as she moved, claws digging in for added traction as needed. With a powerful leap she landed on a low tree branch then was airborne as she jumped to a branch on a nearby tree. Claws gripped bark as she continued to move from one tree to the next before jumping down to the ground once more, barely slowing in her pace. She was having a blast, pushing herself as hard as she could as she did when doing anything worth doing. A skilled warrior even though she was barely a full adult Sapheeta didn't believe in lazing about when she could be training. As a warrior she would need to chase down an enemy, to be flexible and nimble as well as quick to take down an enemy before they could escape. The only thing to improve her workout would be having a partner to spar with, test her combat skills against another who was her match or better. But she didn't know anybody well enough yet who she would trust to push her hard enough so she will always improve her abilities. There was no point sparring if she could win easily, she wouldn't improve that way. Exhaustion came to her eventually and she slowed her pace to a more relaxed wake, her breathing deep and controlled. Giving her body a good shake she made her way back to the camp By the time she reached the entrance she was breathing normally. With her head high she strolled through the entrance, her black striped white fur causing her to stand out compared to the other tigers in the camp. Sapheeta had long grown used to the eyes that come her way and she ignored them. However she did take note of a male tiger lounging not far with eyes on the entrance. What he was looking for she didn't know but she doubted it was her in particular. Ciri OOC: I hope it's alright I jumped in here, seemed a good spot to intro my character |
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Post by Ciri on Jul 27, 2017 4:21:15 GMT
His ears perked as he heard sound by the entrance. Fast feet. Running. His head raised and eyes narrowed as he waited for someone to crash into the camp. Perhaps even a raid.
Instead, a fellow feline waltzed in. A white tiger. Isidore only knew her by looks, not much more about her. His dull eyes stayed straight into her pale blue eyes.
He made no movement towards her or even bothered to give her a greeting nod as her head turned to his. He would only return favors.
As the feline's met his, Isidore's ears flicked back and the faintest growl escaped him. While he had no reason to show aggression to the tigress, Isidore had always felt uneasy by people looking towards him.
He kept his eye contract with the feline, switching between her and the entrance every now and then. Waiting. The air around the camp was too still for his comfort. Something had to happen or he'd lose his mind.
Isidore waited a few moments before laying his head back down on the large root, even managing to take his eyes off of the tigress. Then, he went back to his usual duty, watching.
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If you stand for nothing, what will you fall for? 212 words. ldypayne , Harlequin . It's good! and sorry for the short post. | ... | |
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Post by Harlequin on Jul 27, 2017 7:00:03 GMT
[attr="class","notafraid"] [attr="class","naimg"] [attr="class","naimgborder"] [attr="class","nalyrics"]Survive and endure
so you can live another day [attr="class","nabody"]The lioness was out doing her regular Omega duties, duties that entailed such as cleaning out dens, getting rid of carrion to avoid pesks and other scavengers that might lead others to the Skotadi camp. She also even helped the shamans out a bit. So it was a welcome relief when she could finally go back to camp and relax or at least she hoped to. So long as nobody stopped her and left her alone tonight than she should be fine. She prayed she would be, she didn't think her aching body could handle any more pain. Not yet anyways. The thick undergrowth from the vegetation kept getting in the lionesses way causing her to become annoyed at both herself and inability to see on her right and with how thick the flora was. She understood why it was thick, it just didn't help her case on her right side. Especially when a hidden root came up out of nowhere and caused the poor girl to trip over herself as she was entering the camp. She laid there on the hard ground for a moment as she tried to regain her senses and wits. Her fur grew warm with both shame and embarrassment when she opened her eyes and realized she wasn't the only one in the camp. Two other tigers, both warriors of the dynasty were lazing about their day and she had just interrupted them. Then a sense of fear over took her when she thought that they would attack her for disrupting their peace. "S-sorry!" Neema yelped out in sheer panic as she rose up from the ground and scampered towards a corner, hoping to get away before a fight could start out. [attr="class","natag"]288 ● ldypayne, Ciri ● I didn't know how to have her entrance XD [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 ldypayne on Jul 27, 2017 20:06:48 GMT
Ciri Harlequin, Sapheeta's ears swiveled forward when she heard a faint growl from the male tiger but she didn't pause in her slow stride but her gaze locked with that of the male's. Was he trying to challenge her? She recognized him to know he was one of her fellow Warriors and thus not one to be disrespectful towards. As far as she was aware however they were equals and thus she didn't feel a need to give or expect a show of submission. Other than the faint growl however she didn't notice any signs of aggression in the male so she kept her own pose relaxed. As he lay his head down on a large root, Sapheeta flicked her tail back slightly in amusement. A big old lazy male soaking up the sun. Despite all appearances however she was certain if something should happen he'll be up on his feet ready to do his duty in defending their Dynasty. Deciding he was likely as bored as she was, Sapheeta decided now was as good a time as any to get to know her fellow warrior a little better. Besides it will pass the time till it was time to head out on patrol. Striding over she gave a nod of acknowledgement this time and stopped a polite distance from him. "You look as bored as I feel," Sapheeta said. Before she could say anything else a startled sound reached her ears from the entrance behind her. Turning her head and part of her body towards the sound she spotted a feline barely getting back on her own four feet. It was clear she was terrified of retribution for tripping over her own four feet. Sapheeta felt no such animosity towards her however so made no move to follow her as she scurried off to the nearest corner. "No need to panic," Sapheeta rose her voice just loud enough to be heard by the Omega. "We all trip over our own feet sometimes...especially when really tired." Sapheeta hadn't tripped over her own feet since she was a wee cub but she felt no animosity towards the Omega for what happened.
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Post by Ciri on Jul 28, 2017 2:54:25 GMT
As he saw the female making her way towards him, his ears flicked forward. Even at his growling she still decided to approach him.
As she walked up to Isidore and gave a nod, he nodded back as well. He listened to her comment and was about to speak before there was a thud of body meeting ground.
His body jolted up. Within moments, Isidore was standing. His large body created a dark shadow beneath him. It was only when he realized the thud was from a fellow dynasty member. Though, barely a dynasty member. One of the few omegas of the Skotadi dynasty, Neema. He gave off a low rumble, having realized he got up for a crashing omega.
Isidore looked at Neema as she ran off to a corner. Cowardly. But, he had the slightest amount of respect. While her position was seemed lower than trash to the dynasty, omegas had important roles to play in them.
He sat back down on his rump after Neema had run off to hide from the two. But the tigress seemed to show a friendly air to the omega. Saying the tripping wasn't just an omega thing. Though, she could have slowed down. "Perhaps next time walk slower. Or take higher steps."
His words would've been well given if only he hadn't partially growled in his sentence towards Neema.
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Post by Harlequin on Jul 29, 2017 6:35:36 GMT
[attr="class","notafraid"] [attr="class","naimg"] [attr="class","naimgborder"] [attr="class","nalyrics"]Survive and endure
so you can live another day [attr="class","nabody"]The lionesses ears flicked when the white tigress called out towards her. Telling her that it was okay and that everyone trips over their own feet, especially when tired. Yet, that wasn't fully why Neema tripped. She had tripped and fallen face first into the dirt because of her blind side. A root had snuck up on her and her being the clutz she was ended up tripping, further more humiliating herself. Though the tigress words were reassuring and the tan lion relaxed ever so slightly. However, it didn't last long for the tiger the white tigress was starting to converse with stood up and in fear Neema tensed her body. Instantly on high alert as she stood up, ready for the other to attack. She could never be too careful. At the brute's words, Neema nodded hesitantly before whispering loud enough where they could hear her, "I'll keep that in mind next time." She bowed her head in respect before laying back down. No matter how tired she was though Neema just couldn't sleep. She was too hungry, her stomach screaming at her to fill it up with whatever she could. She hadn't eaten in a while besides that small fish Velox had snuck her, but otherwise, she couldn't remember her last proper meal. Perhaps she should start hunting late at night when nobody was around? Shaking her head Neema shook the ridiculous thought away as she frowned at herself. How would she ever learn to hunt with a blind eye? Letting out a loud sigh she stared off into space, hoping her daydreams would distract her. With no such luck, Neema's stomach continued to rumble and growl. Perhaps it was time she asked if she could have something to eat? It was worth a shot. So with a shaky sigh, Neema got up and turned towards the two tigers in the camp, slowly approaching them with her head bowed in both respect and to avoid looking at them. She stopped a few feet from them before she spoke in a barely audible voice, "may I have something to eat?" She hated having to ask for permission to eat, but it was the best solution to avoid a beating. [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 ldypayne on Jul 29, 2017 19:19:30 GMT
Sapheeta glanced over at the male as he growled his suggestion to the Omega. Did he truly wish to frighten the lioness more than she already was? It wasn't as though she had done anything to warrant words so roughly given, all she did was trip over a root, something anybody could have done. Twitching her tail in irritation she turned her gaze to the Ciri,male tiger debating if talking to him had been a wise idea but she did want to get to know her fellow Warrior. Though Tigers in general weren't all that social compared to other felines they weren't consummate loners either. "She understands her place among us, no need to growl at her," Sapheeta told the male. Glancing back at Neema she could see the clouded right eye and realized she was blind on one side. That certainly explained why she failed to see the root. Why she didn't just learn to compensate with her good eye to avoid such things Sapheeta didn't know but not all cats were as adoptable as she was. Looking back at the male she decided introductions were in order. "I'm Sapheeta...I don't think we formerly met as yet." Her attempt at introducing herself fell short when the Omega approached, everything in her body language and posture respectful of their higher rank. Sapheeta blinked slowly when she asked for food, a simple enough request but Sapheeta didn't have any food with her and as far as she could tell neither did the male tiger. The thought of food however did remind her she hadn't eaten herself in awhile. Though tired from her run she felt more than eager to do a little hunting and leaving what she didn't eat herself for the Omega would satisfy all their hungers, assuming the male wanted to help. Looking at him she expected he would help little, but eat much and leave almost nothing for the Omega. "Hmm..if I had food with me I would let you have some," Sapheeta told her then looked over at the male. "How about you, do you have any food for her?" Harlequin, |
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Post by Ciri on Jul 30, 2017 5:41:14 GMT
His face stayed stern, even as the tigress addressed him with some aggression of her own for growling at the omega. But, it was his character. He wanted to feel in control, and he hated not having control. His low growling slowly disappeared as he sat back down.
Isidore's eyes stayed glued onto the omega. Particularly, her scars. If you didn't didn't know her rank, you could assume Neema was a great warrior. But, it wasn't so. She was doomed as an omega within the Skotadi Dynasty. And there was no way to undo it.
He watched as the lioness slowly came back up to them, and asked for food. He didn't have anything. He stayed silent, the weight of his eyes falling onto the poor omega. He almost felt sorry for her. Hungry, crippled, and undesired in the dynasty. But, Isidore had nothing for it. He could easily get something... or steal it.
A low rumble came from within him. Not a growl. Not a purr. Somewhere in between the two. "..." The lack of words gave a silence between the three. Finally, he let out a short sigh and spoke, "I have nothing. However, if you must eat, I can try to find a piece for you."
His decision to offer assistance was rare. It wasn't often that he offered help. But, Isidore felt as though he would have to help the lioness either way. Plus, it would be good for the dynasty if one of the few omegas died from starvation. What a rumor it would be.
His eyes looked down as he waited for an answer. There was a slight pause between the cats. "Well... what will it be, omega?" His words were rushed, with a sense of quickness. Did she want food? Or would she slink off again?
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