Dark Forest [Affiliate] « Result #1 on Aug 16, 2009, 11:08am »
[center]How did you come to find Virulent Wolves?: I found it while scrolling through other RP sites. How long has your Roleplay been opened?: A few months, it probably started some time in late April... so maybe four months or so? Does the site stay fairly active?: Somewhat, it's mostly been just me, my Co-Admin, and three other members. But most of our members are on hiatus. What is your Roleplay based on?: Realistic Wolves, Wildcats (such as ocelots, lynxes, cougars, etc.), Hawks, and Foxes. What does the Storyline consist of?: Quote:
In a forest unknown to mankind, there are five Groups of animals- Mist Pack, Blizzard Pack, the Coven, the Clan, and the Aerie. These Groups have lived together peacefully- well, as close as the very different species can get -for decades. However, a group of poachers has noticed this unprotected area, and are now wreaking havoc upon the animals' way of life. Will you be one of the survivors?
The name of the Admins for your site: Alpha Blizzard (Me, Creator of the site) or Charbarboo (Co-Admin) Banner Code:
last dying breath. ( a realistic wolf rpg ) « Result #2 on Aug 1, 2009, 4:02pm »
last dying breath, a realistic wolf rpg.
Welcome to Pangaea.
Approximately 250 million years ago, Earth was thriving with life. Animals and plants were beautiful as ever, untouched and unaffected by humans, who have not yet been brought to Earth. Pangaea is a supercontinent, containing all of Earth's seven contintents in one giant landmass, the single huge ocean surrounding it known as Panthalassa. The land is diverse and strange in many ways, especially with the creatures that live on it. Ranging from mountains to tundras to beaches, Pangaea seems to have it all for the wolves that dominantly rule the lands, their numbers high and still rising.
Pack tradition in wolves is seeming to alter already. There was once only three packs that dated back to long before, started many years before these wolves came. They all followed traditional and the Law of the Putnar, never changing anything. They told stories of Tor and Fenris, their beloved Gods, and of Wolfbane, the Evil One, the cause of all nightmares in this land. But now.. a new pack has risen. A rebellion of sorts, Kyruh listens to no other pack and will allow anyone in. They are a strange pack of misfits and outcasts, wolves that would never fit in with the rest of society under normal circumstances. No one seems to like this new pack but the wolves in it... for them, it is a sanctuary, a place where they fit in for once. But is fitting in really worth the war arising, the rumours spreading?
No Strings Attached - You Will Never Remember « Result #5 on Jul 15, 2009, 11:10am »
Dornberger Private School for Secondary Education is an institute near to the river, far from population, which has the reputation of being an elitist school. Only those who are reached out to are actually eligible to apply, and of those many return home unsure of why they were rejected, unaware of what had happened in the school during the admission test. Hence, it is called the school you can never remember.
Dornberger Private School for Secondary Education is actually no school. Inside the premises of the school, exists a secret training ground for future sleepers, assassins, spies, militants and what not. Led by a confederacy of several security organizations and assassin groups, inside the walls exists Special Military Arts Training Program - the desperate struggle by the 'good' underworld to train teenagers to fight off the growing unease of the future, the potential for indiscriminate war and annihilation. No one knows how they find students worthy of fulfilling the task - but you could be next.
A high school of a kind - combined with acne and prom, death and murder - you just cannot remember it all.
WELCOME TO SIN. « Result #6 on Jun 21, 2009, 7:53pm »
WELCOME TO SIN.
"I remember what happened," the elderly wolf looked towards the ground as he spoke. His voice was monotone, crackly and rigid. He shifted his weight to his hindquarters as he sat, wrapping his tail around his side. "It all started with the Celeste Pack back when it was run by Zrae and Shiva. They had these two betas, Raij and Yin who eventually boycotted the alphas and killed both of them." He paused, looking back up to the younger wolf. His eyes were full of sympathy and pain. "It was a sad day for the Celeste pack. Luckily Zrae and Shiva had a few pups and after Jake and Maya grew up they took back was was rightfully theirs. They kicked out Raij and Yin and banished them from ever coming back. Yin disappeared and no one saw her again, but Raij started his own pack. He managed to woe the sister, Maya into leaving her brother and ruling with him. And she did. Jake would never let her forget that."
The old wolf paused, taking a breath and looked up into the sky that was now covered in a blanket of twinkling lights. "Raij and Maya created the Ember Pack. The two packs continued to duel for years. That was until something no one ever thought possible happened. Everyone knew of them as a legend, but they were real. The sky turned black and the world tuned into nothing but shadows. The earth started to rumble, almost like an earthquake, and then they showed up. The Elements. Zeike, Crue and Vani are three brothers that were said to of been taken to hell years ago for a malicious act. Something had broughten them back when Maya and Raij started their own pack. The Elements took a special interest to her. No one understood why. They are searching for something and they are cursing wolves to hell to try and find it. We don't know what triggers it, but we do know that someone has to know more and we think the reason why they've come is something was stolen from them."
"The funny thing is, young child, that once the elements appear they seem to come from a prison in the ground. When they are around you can hear howling and wolf cries in the distance. There has to be a life after they take you away. All I have to say, the only advice I can give you, is to not commit a Sin. They'll find you."
Beginning of Pern « Result #9 on Jun 17, 2009, 12:34pm »
Site Name : Beginning of Pern Website : http://z8.invisionfree.com/Beginning_of_Pern/index.php?act=idx Server : Invisionfree Lead Admin : Requiem Sub-Admins : None (Searching for 2 sub admins) Mods : None (Searching for 3/4 Mods) Status : Newly opened
It was the beginning of the first pass, and dragonriders had just begun taking to the sky in defense of their home, but before too long, many realized that the lush south was simply too vast and too overgrown to protect properly, and the dragonriders and holders made the decision to leave their heated homes and move North... And many did, trading their wooden houses and their vast information for cold stone caverns and the loss of said information, but one small group broke away... Headed by twin Queens, Havareth and Zujath, a group of one hundred dragons and their riders set up an encampment in a snowy mountain territory on the previously uncharted western continent. While it was a hard life, and took much out of the riders, food was plentiful enough and life was quite good for them, Thread falling more rarely. Two holds sprang up quickly, Konta and Arawn Hold, and the weyr was soon named Arawn, the names of the riders of Havareth and Zujath combined.
Three turns passed quickly, and the numbers increased from only one hundred pairs to over three hundred, though candidates were increasingly hard to find, and many of the holders began to dislike their dragonriding 'overlords', Konta especially, and said hold began to hide away some of their eligible children, while Arawn Hold was a much more accommodating. That is, until a sudden illness began wiping out flitters all across the large island, literally making them fall from the sky on their appointed errands. The only sign was a slight loss of color, then a loss of appetite, and finally the flitter's heart simply stopped. Just as a third Hold was rising from the snowy high mountains and coming to make a name for itself, a rash of deaths swooped down, and within the first two weeks of the first firelizard death, over one hundred flitters had died, and soon the illness jumped to the few whers that had made the transition, wiping them out even more quickly than it had the flitters.
And then, what everyone had been expecting and dreading came to pass. With its fuel burning down, the virus made the jump from wher... To dragon, where it would soon come to be known as Dragon's Bane. The smaller the dragon, the more likely they were to die, and within the first few months every single green and blue were gone, and half the browns. Thread fell and without the grace and agility of their smaller brethren, as well as the numbers, the three Holds were left to nearly fend for themselves, two rather large groups splintering off and joining with the few Holdless that existed, one group fleeing to the plains and becoming Raiders, constantly hounding the holds and weyr, and the second to the sea, becoming quite literally Pirates. In an effort to stem complete chaos, the last of the original scientists did the best he could to create a new beast, using vials of wher blood and several canines to act as carriers. The first few experiments were deemed complete failures, twisting the dogs from the inside out, or killing them days after the genes were introduced.
Nearly a turn later, practically all the dragons were gone from the skies and weyrs, but with that horrible twist of fate came a slight glimmer of hope.. The first 'litter' of wherhounds were finally born, and though there were fumbles, eventually seven of the creatures bonded to humans, surpassing all previous expectations as the proved more intelligent than either whers or canines, easily capable of speech, nearly as smart as dragons. Four went wild, after showing that they did not necessarily need to bond, but they would still protect and occasionally come in contact with humans, as long as they were left to go their own way and not hunted or harmed.
But on the heels of this great discovery came a great tragedy. The sister Queens who had given birth to the weyr would, in the end, be the death of each other when they Rose together, one triggering the other's Flight until they flew upwards in a screaming rush, bits of gold and ichor flying as claws tore into each other. Several males were injured before the pair could be dragged apart, Brown Tuth forcing a Catch on Gold Havareth, the far more grievously injured of the pair, while Zujath went on to be Flown by Bronze Letherenth. Day by day dragon's died, until it was down to twenty, then ten, then five... Though desperately needed, the virus mutated too quickly for any hope at catching it, and it was soon known that if there was any chance at all to stop the disease, all dragons would have to die... Finally it was down to Havareth and Zujath. The pair's enmity was unmistakable, even as Havareth quickly lost strength, and though she made it to her Clutching day, squeezing out sixteen eggs, before her injuries and the weight of her illness drained her, unable to even summon the energy to Between. Eleven of the eggs were obviously dead, their shapes deformed and somewhat crushed. She died that night, just before Zujath took to the sands, amidst the keens and cries for their other Queen.
Gold Zujath, somewhat less injured than her sister, was obviously struggling as well as she laid twenty four eggs, including two Queens, but there was already a plan put in place. Looking at her eggs, Zujath looked at her rider once more, gave a croon, and left, Betweening away as well, never to return. Removing herself from the equation, the last dragon on the western continent, would also remove the chance that the virus would be passed on, thus ensuring that at least some of her children would live. Her rider very nearly went insane, but she knew her duty, and remained, a vigilant wraith over the sands and the nineteen healthy eggs that remained after those considered 'dead' had been moved aside, no one able to destroy them, or take them Between as was proper. With the wherhounds growing and getting ready to prove if they are fertile or not, and the eggs getting set to Hatch, with raiders on their doorstep and pirates at the hold's walls, it will take nearly a miracle to get this weyr back on track and keeping their people safe.
*We have a dragon clutch, the last on the western continent, in place and waiting for candidates! Candidates for both dragons and wherhounds are being accepted, as well as all ranks of wherhounds. Come check us out, you won't be dissapointed!
the lamenting forest « Result #10 on Jun 16, 2009, 9:38pm »
“Transylvania was the ancient name for a region that lies in the very heart of Europe. A strange and mysterious country, rich in folklore and tales of darkness and superstition. A country of soaring mountains and fertile valleys that borders the lands that men know as Russia and the mighty forests that once edged the realm of Hungary. Since the ancient Dacian empire had fallen into decline, Transylvania had been invaded and fought over by the seemingly infinite variety of peoples and cultures. The Romans had come here, and after them the succeeding tides of nomadic conflict. The land beyond the forest was still bitterly disputed by the Magyars from Hungary, by the Saxons from the German lands, and by the Vlachs, who owed their allegiance to none.”
The Sight, David Clement-Davies; p. 6
In the land of Transylvania during the 1400s the land was not yet ruled by the great and terrible Man, for the animals had reign of the forests. One such creature that stood above the rest as the mightiest of all predators was the wolf. With its cunning eyes and keen senses, Man both revered and feared the creature that stalked the night and day. They built temples to it, they hunted it for its pelt, and in the distant future they would still try to blame it as a creature of nightmares. But only wolves know the truth of what they really are. So prowl into the land beyond the forest, a world full of mysteries and wonder, and live your life away from the threat of today’s world, step into the past when the wild was truly wild.
The Lamenting Forest is a wolf role-play site that uses the language and wolf lore from David Clement-Davies’ popular book The Sight, and its sequel, Fell. Here you can create your own wolf and make your own way through various site plots or wars, and maybe even come face to face with the terrible hell-lord Wolfbane. Join a pack and let your wolf walk through the rich lands of Transylvania and explore a world where the limit to adventure is only as far as you dare to travel…
We would like to invite you to our Home, an expansive terrain that was once long ago occupied by one pack. The single government has now disappeared, and the three different terrains are now ran by their own dominate figures. The Alphas are fresh and young, all of them unmated and have the weight of the future wobbling on their shoulders. Perhaps these wolves will find it best to come together as one again, or will their fight continue on proving who is the strongest pack of them all. Our Roleplay is Advanced, and there are many open opportunities for the wolves who apply.
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†× Sorry, it's been a while since I posted a new Update so I decided to do one at 4:16 am. Lol. Umm, as you can tell a word counter has been placed underneath the C-Box. I know I needed one badly and T had spoken of the need for one, so poof. I did it and it doesn't look so bad I think. Also, I've decided to keep the Live Preview feature because it really does help me out a lot. Sorry if the site is bogged down a little, but there's just nothing I can do due to how much code is in the Global Headers/Footers. I still need to fix the Side Table Banners, and the Staff pictures. . .but I just haven't had time yet to do so. I haven't also been thinking about appointing another Staff member to the list. If you're interested, lemme know because I know someone who is willing to take it immediately. Please congradulate one of two people that are members to this site, and one whom is a close friend to me personally. First, T. She has opened up a semi-sister site to this one but it is a Vampire/Human Roleplay set up in a school atmosphere, based loosely on the anime series Vampire Knight. And Secondly Kite, she has open up her own Wolf Roleplay site that involves four packs striving to survive under the watchful eye of Fallona whom resides on the top of Aloni(Sp?) Mountain. Both of these are wonderfully decorated sites that are sure to be fun and addicting! T's site isn't ready to affiliate so we lack the Banner yet, but be sure to check out Tales of Anathema under our Affiliate Table! I would like to see more activity coming from the new members of Virulent. Some have made an account over 3 weeks and haven't logged on since the Registry. If you are checking the site, but just not logging in - please say something so at least we know you are breathing! Eventually I will delete the inactive people and they will have to register again whenever they decide to show back up. -Cal ׆
C L I M A T E
†×March׆
†×Harsh Winter׆
†×The First Year׆
†×Some Breeding׆
†×No Birthing׆
Most Graphics, all Writings, and all Ideas(Storyline, Plot, etc.) are (c) to Calvin M. [SpiritedWiId]
Everything that you see on this site may be used on other sites, but that didn't sway us to use them. If there are any likenesses between a site and this one, it is un-intentional. I have yet to see a site like ours completely. Sorry, but many sites have the same Layout.
Characters, Personalities, and Histories are not based on any living wolf, and if there is similarities than it is completely un-intentional and are (c) to their rightful Owners.
Beginning Site Construction; 1/o1/2oo9
Offical Opening of Site; 1/17/2oo9
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