It's Not Your Land~~ Please Join...
I'm still new at this, and I actually cried when I saw the last cinematic for Stranger, but, here goes:
It's Not Your Land is pretty simple. You are a steef, stag or doe or even a fawn, and you have claimed your land. You protect it, and you will keep it in order. Rules: Mating is allowed, no graphic junk Fighting is allowed You can 'own' up to three steef No powerplaying, No god-moding Your Info: Name: Nickname: Age (human years plaese): Gender: Coat color: Special Marks: Personality: Quirks: Mine~ Name: Bloodwrath Ke'pe Nickname: Bloodwrath Age: 47 Gender: Stag Coat color: Dark Brown Special Marks: Scar across face, white spot on rump Personality: Aggressive, protective, kind once you know him. Quirks: Don't make him mad... Name: Callende 'Red Fur' Sickle Nickname: Red Fur Age: 45 Gender: Stag Coat color: Used to be brown, but is stained red with blood. Special Marks: One tooth is missing, tail is missing. Personality: Rude, mean, aggressive, violent. Quirks: Don't make fun of his tail or tooth. Name: Frostbite Belle Nickname: Frostbite/Belle/Frosty Age: 35 Gender: Doe Coat color: White Special Marks: Brown 'goggles' on eyes, tail is brown. Personality: Sweet, flirty, hot tempered. Quirks: None, yet. Bloodwrath looked through the trees at a pond, watching for movement. It had rained earlier, and now it had stopped, so he prepared to take a wash but had seen movement in the pond. Red Fur slept in his cave, warm and curled into a tight ball. Frostbite scouted her territory and cleaned up the trail through it. She had more woods than others. Bloodwrath had the plains and a small pond, Red Fur had hills and some scattered trees, and a mountain as well. She had a desciduos (sp?) wood with a creek/river going through it. |
You have 3? Oh well.
Name: Stim Nickname: Shrimp (mmm...shrimp...) Age: 20 Gender: Stag Coat Color: Black Special Marks: Shortness, scrawniness, white belly, stubby horns Personality: Well meaning, but a bit insane. Quirks: Afraid of trees. Stim decides to look for some Clakkerz to eat. |
Well I said you could have up to three Steef.
Frosty walked her land and saw the small steef sitting. She stalked up behind him, and grabbed both his horns and hoisted him up. "What are you doing, sitting so lonely?" She let go of the short horns. |
Stim whispered: "SHHHHH! I'm having a staring contest with this mushroom."
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Frostbite shook her head.
"I see. But you've already blinked..." She toyed with his tail. Her own tail flicking back and fourth. There was indeed a mushroom, a blue colored glowing one. "Those mushrooms are quite sweet. Do you want to come to my den? I have tea." |
"Uhhhh...okay."
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sounds interesting
Name:Apros Na'kra Nickname:Recluse Age:32 Coat Color: dark brown Gender: Stag Special Marks:One eye is scared and blind Personality:Mysterious, keeps to himself Quirks: Known for randomly challenging other steefs for no apparent reason, leaves fights saying very strange things Recluse was wandering around his territory when he heard Frostbite doing her usual flirting, he wandered over to where he could hear more clearly and hoped that he would not be noticed... |
Stim makes a life changing decision:
"I need some of those fancy overalls that Stranger had. Those were snazzy!" And thus did he forget about tea and to the pants store he went. |
"Hphm, everyone has a hero i suppose" says Recluse to himself then realizes he said it to louldly and hopes that the others didnt hear him....
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this sounds really fun...
Name:??? Nick Name: Doogy. Age:19. Coat Color:Brown and dirty. Gender:Stag. Special Marks:Missing Patches of Hair. Personality:Allways seems to be off his face,not as strong as most others. Quirks:Seems to always be gaurding his secret stash when others are around. |
In town...
"Hey, do any of you emus know where I can get some snazzy brown overalls with four legs?" Every Clakker within hearing range (and some beyond) looks at Stim. There is a long pause. "I said do you know where I-" The Clakkerz begin screaming: "A STEEF! Everybody, run for cover!" Literally hundreds of guns poke out from nearby windows. Stim continues. "I'll say it again, where-" |
Doogy herd screaming and shooting from the nearby town...it had woken him up and he was angry....Doogy stumbld aver the hill where he saw clackers running around and screaming...
Doogy:SHUT THE HELL UP WILL YA IM TRYING TO SNOOZE OVER HERE!... ..the clakers still wouldent shut up so Doogy felt like it was time to open up a can of woop-ass on em all...! |
Recluse decided to join in fun.
"Doesnt matter who you are, no self respecting steef can turn down an oppurtunity to have fun with clakkerz." *Jumps in a window and plows threw every clakker inside" from outside there were feathers and clakkerz flying out of the building in every direction. "that was fun" recluse then walks back to the forest |
Dogy walked down slaming clakarz through the walls of there houses when he too saw the guns poking out of the windows.....and they started firing...still sleepy...Doogy stumbald for some cover when he saw the other steef in the open..
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Stim stood there, gazing aimlessly at all of the guns pointed at him. One of the guns fired off, and blew off a peice of Stim's ear. Even HE was smart enough to realize that he needed to get the hell out of there. He ran until he came to a Clakkerball field, where he saw something that gave him an idea. It was a giant suit of Tophat Sam, the team's mascot (which looked like a Clakker in a tophat). So Stim put it on, and walked leisurely through town at his own pace (which was a slow one, due to the awkwardness of having 2 feet in each "shoe"). Stim kept stumbling around until he came across another steef.
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Doogy looked at the Stupid suit in front of him with his blood shot eyes and was about to snap the clacker in side of it in two when he saw the suit dident quit fit the character in side of it..
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Turnin around once he got back to the woods, Recluse saw Stim wearing some clakker get-up and even he could not help but laugh his ass off at how ridicuolous it looked
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RedFur and Bloodwrath fought, clashing horns and bellowing at each other. Frostbite sat down and watched boredly.
"This is stupid... PA!" Frostbite saw the old white steef and ran under the fighting stags, and hugged her father. He dropped a few dead clakkers and rabbitts. "My baby fawn, how are you, lets walk." |
Stim realized that his cover could be blown. So he tried his best to sound like a Clakker, but instead came out sounding more German than Southern.
"Vell, hello dere! I am a Clakker! Nope! Noting soospishus about zis Clakker! I am definately not a Steef!" When Stim realized he didn't sound at all like a Clakker, he decided to act like one. "Ahhhh! Vrun avay! Steefs! Ahhhh!" He ran into a nearby Southbounder and hid amongst the other Clakkers, hoping that no one would notice a steef in a Clakker suit. P.S. What do you guys think of this? |