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Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Excellent! Well then, I guess we can all get started then in posting in the IC threads. Just remember to read the Posting Rules. I will enforce them. . And remember when posting to use the Headers. If there are any questions about them, don't hesitate to ask about it or anything else, for that matter, here in OOC. Also, if people have other things to request or bring up for discussion as the RP progresses, please bring that up in here as well. woot!
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Oh my! This all got super-hyper-uber-other adjectives meaning fast or large jumpstarted while I wasn't looking. Work in an hour. Will give this subforum a serious scanning over when I get home.
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Woot!!! Yep. It has indeed. AND..... I just made the first IC post for my 3 main characters. XD
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Just read through everyone's character bios. I know what I have to do tomorrow after I get posts up for my one on ones!
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Woohoo. Sweet. Can't wait to get the profiles then.
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Still gotta make those guild locations XD I'll jump on that after I post.
Thread: Steampunk: Postapocalyptica OOC

Sounds good. Just get me the piccies and give me a brief description and I'll make the threads for you. And don't forget to make a post about them in 'notables'.
Thread: In Desperate Need of a Male!

Would love to rp with mystical creatures. I don't mind if it's human x mythical creature creature x human or creature x creature. Would you like to pm me with suggestions and I can share mine?
Thread: Miss Callico seeking a Ex Husband x Ex Wife smut and romance filled rp!

RE Miss Callico Kitty looking for a Man to Sate my Lust. 3 Bump!
Thread: Miss Callico seeking a Ex Husband x Ex Wife smut and romance filled rp!

RE Miss Callico seeking a Ex Husband x Ex Wife smut filled rp! Bump!
Thread: Happy birthday, Alex!

Happy birthday, wifey. Hope it's a good one and super awesome. 3 3
Thread: Happy birthday, Alex!

Happy birthday, sweetie. Hope you have a fantastic day.
Thread: The Bookkeeper (( Krys & Angel ))

Diane had disappeared, just like that, but she had known that cops, perhaps even the FBI would flock to the scene immediately. Oh well, she wasn't there, in fact she wasn't even in the state of Missouri anymore. She was just debarking from a private flight to meet a new recruit. She had been given instructions to go to him, to see if he was indeed trustworthy. His name was Donovan Bryce and she sauntered towards a figure that was smoking, she was in downtown california after taking the flight there. This is where the Bookkeeper was, but apparently it was also where Donovan was supposed to be. As she got closer to him she saw he had a big and muscular build, this could be a good thing or a bad thing. If he was trustworthy, then it was a very good thing, he'd be able to do assignments, perhaps assignments like hers. However, if he turned out to be untrustworthy, it'd be a very bad thing, a very bad thing indeed. She sauntered closer then stood about 5 feet from him, Are you Donovan Bryce? She asked out loud, not daring to venture closer as she had to always remain cautious, wary and alert. Her hand instinctively went inside her pocket where she kept the blade, she was supposed to pick him up and take him to The Bookkeeper, but first she waited for his response. Garcia groaned, she hadn't even gotten a word out before she was told to go to the station. She stood up, quickly finishing her bagel and her coffee as she tossed the plastic coffee cup into the sink and made her way, quickly to the showers and then to get dress. She was literally hopping into her clothes, grumbling, she had heard someone was going to help her transport her equipment to the van so that it could be transported to Missouri. She wasn't too happy about that, considering the young man was new, she scoffed, why did she of all people had to go down to Missouri, Missouri for god's sake that was one hell of a long way from home. She sighed, then shrugged it off, she wasn't going to let this ruin her day, after all she was optimistic and besides that this could actually be fun. She scooped up her purse and car keys, headed out and drove to the station, where she walked in. She clocked in and then headed straight to the lab to meet the young man that was going to help her pack up her computers.
Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

Undamaged, soft and rich. Each and every fur was beautiful, and silken to the touch. Callista spent several minutes running her fingers through different colored and different textured pelts. A bear belt, A dear hide, A mountain lion and.. She paused at the white fur. She couldnt make out what it was. But It was so whole and so perfect, she couldnt help but to wonder what weapons this man used to capture the prey to leave it so whole. Perhaps they were caught in traps and then poisened? No.. Then how would he get the organs from them? They were animal were they not? Being a hunter herself, she had so many questions. But she saved them all, It was rude to bother the traders and mother had always told her she talked too much. An Albino? Ive never seen one. Callista stated, quite a bit of curiosity settling in that rich tone of hers. She raised her eyes and took a glance up at the man, only to lower them immediatly. The pelts werent the only beautiful things at this stall. She wondered how soft that golden hair was. Was it as soft as his pelts? The question floated around her head as her fingers continued to examine the white pelt.. She had to have it. Oh yes! She perked up a bit, looking away from the furs. So he had heard of her? Or atleast of their farm. Our livestock is the best. The milk produced form our cows is rich and creamy. And they will keep producing for years to come! One cow for four furs? And two livers! Mother would love to have the livers, she always made the best stew out of them. Father liked them too, though she never saw him much. He was head of the hunters in the village, the livers would surely help him stay strong and fit. Not to mention she could have a whole new outfit with four pelts, a new coat even. Longer, softer and more beautiful than any other. You are a kind man.. and a skilled hunter. I will bring you one of our best! She turned and began to walk back towards her home, her gate smooth and light in her excitement. Their barn was one of the largest of the village, and sat on a property on the very outskirts. A small cabin was built a few yards away from it, were they took up resident. Callista's mother would be in the barn, were she headed to tell her of the good news. She would be so happy with her.
Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

Callista came closer to the border, raising the chickens above her head.. readying herself to toss them. As she searched for a good place for them to land, she decided the ditch dig near the trees would be a good place. The men seemed to fear it, they would not question a predators dealings in the death of her chickens. She tossed the first one, taking a second one. Before she could release the limp body, her eyes were drawn to a peculiar glow in the trees. Too bright, and too green to be a glowfly.. no this was larger.. and coming right towards her. In one smooth moment, she dropped the chickens and withdrew her bow.. and arrow lay docked on the string moments after, aimed between the two eyes. She heard the growl, but did not step down. Fear washed over her as the canine stepped into the light, the beautiful golden fur shining with the rays of the moon. The pelt would look wonderful above her bed. It was odd, The body read wolf but the eyes.. there was wisdom in those eyes. This was an intelligant creature and immediatly rumors of werewolves filled her mind. Was this what they were talking about. Another question arose, one she was positive was a yes. Was this the creature who had murdered many of the village hunters? Her legs shook in fear, but she did not let it show. Her posture was light, fluid and flexible. The second he moved, she would too and let her arrow fly straight into the beasts brain. Little did she know the animal was probably much faster than her arrow. The wind picked up, causing the two pale wings at her back to brush forward, sending her scent towards the creature.. Earthly magic, feminine musk, winter pine trees and of course the best thrill of all.. the thrill of the hunt. Her smell was urging the wolf on, to hunt her down and take her as his own. Callista had never known a man in any way.. mother was always so careful. Besides, she was positive shed be cast aside as soon as one caught a glimpse of the deformities at her back. No, She was fresh and unclaimed it was shown through smell.. sweet and delicate. A flower at a perfect bloom, its pedals outstretched to their full beauty. It was almost begging to be picked.. and yet it was hid behind so many thorns. One of wich was pointed at this creatures. Even as the creature began to wag his tail and whine, she did not waver.. she only stepped forward, stalking the creature. Her movements were so fluid they could not be heard amongst the dirt. The hightened tail did alert her, for it was a sign of dominance.. and she could smell the musk from here. This animal was powerful, an alpha is she was reading the signs correctly. She wondered how father would feel if she brought him this trophy. Certainly he could reject her then. Her fingers lightened up on the arrow just a bit, her eyes narrowing.. Callista was ready to take her prize.
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Nightmares filled the girls head.. but were they really nightmares at all? They were filled with wolves.. and angels. She stood by the side of a golden wolf, though she was different.. taller and older. A bow, a dark ashen bow was held between her hands. Feathers and blood decorated the ground beneath her, but they were not her own. The red that stained the ground was smeared across her face. Men.. men an anglels lay before her.. their bodies scattered and broken. Was she evil? Those pretty wings at her back, so commonly associated with the angels.. could they be a deception. No, This is simply what she thought of herself.. what HE had though of her. Evil, horrid and murderouos.. dealing with the devils pets. No, it couldnt be her. It couldnt be! Callista awoke with a panick attack, tears dried to her face as she stood up from the bed. Wait.. a bed? Instinctively, she backed up.. her hands bumping into to something soft and warm. Turning her head, she lay her eyes on a six or seven dogs.. no, not dogs. Large younglings, wolfs even. Her heart immediatley soften, stroking one of the pups as if they were her own livestock. Being the daughter of the godess of nature, she could not help but to love every living thing. How small and helpless these little things were.. sleeping so soundlessly next to her. The young girl relaxed, laying back into the pile of pups, bringing a hand over each and every one.. codling them like a mother would a child. She wasnt able to go back to sleep, for the sounds of heavy.. wet footsteps sounded through the cave. Callista immediatly thought the golden wolf was coming for her, and she stood up.. ready to greet him or sprint away. But it was not the male that came to her den, but a smaller.. darker wolf, quite a young pup in her maw. The poor thing was soaked, barely able to walk. Callista was certain it would catch namonia if it wasnt helped. As soon as the larger wolf left the den, she rose up and scooped the whining animal in her hands. Taking her jacket from her dresser.. she paused, realizing that her own items had been brought to this den. Organized like her room at ho-back at the farm. Odd, she could only wonder how they got her belongings and on top of that.. why they were so sure she would stay here. Callista would surely question the one who took her when she had the time, but for the moment she worked on the young one in her hands. Cold, wet and shivering the pup was at risk and the young girl was quick to wrap it up in her furs, trying to dry the thing while slowly bringing up its temperature. It almost seemed as if her fingers glowed as she brought the pup in close to her chest.. and began to sing. Her voice was soft and beautiful, ringing like the softest of bells as she almost hummed to the little one.. a song she was sung as a child. When wolves were all but a fantasy, loved instead of hated. Oh winter, oh midnight A wolf howls in the mist Down there she stands under the cold Midwinter Midwinter sky Now she is alone Deep in the forest with her lullaby In the cold midwinter Searching for warmth The end is close
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Tarrin snorted a little. if you had tried to hurt them, the youngsters would have stopped you. tarring admitted, indicating the half growl wolves who where amusing the playful, hyper puppies who weren't napping. Alpha also said, you would bring no harm to puppies, that you can be trusted... i do not trust you... but i trust him... he says you are safe, i beleive him. she admitted simply. no, you are not prey... you only... feel, like it... Tarin admitted, her head tilted. i feel... conflicted, about you... my Beast cannot decide if you are Pack, or Prey... she huffed in annoyance at her own instincts and shook her head as she left, muttering about strange humans that where not humans, and weird prey smells that where also Alpha smells... Ronan grinned when she promised that she was not angry and he shook his head at the mention of the man burning all of her things. we did not give him the chance. he was still bleeding and screaming when the youth of my Pack got your things. i did not want them to be damaged by his hatred. Ronan admitted, shaking his massive head as he sniffed at the air. you have met Tarin, good. she is our Midwife, and our healer. Ronan admitted. the rains are settling, and the danger is over. Ronan admitted, sighing as he looked out at the water. we did not pick a good spot for our Dens... he complained. we will have to try again, the soil is bad here... the water comes and washes us out... he growled, sounding annoyed. the waters did not do this last year. he complained, annoyed by mother nature. the Woman Who Loves you is still well, the Mad Man is as healed as he will get. Ronan tilted his head. he talks very strangely now, no one can understand him. he admitted simply. the Pack is all well, save for one... he admitted bowing his head. The Elder Ashwind will be greatly missed. he admitted. she drowned before we knew of the flooding, she had the lowest den. he admitted. she will be buried in the morning. he turned and blinked at her, holding little Erin. that is Erin, Tarin's runt. he admitted, grinning. he was not supposed to live past First Moon. but he has lived two! two months old, he should have been crawling around by now, wailing like his brothers and sisters and seeing the world for the first time... Erin seamed to desire nothing of the sort. he was perfectly content to sleep in Callista's arms. you have questions, do you not? he asked finally, blinking at the woman. you want to know many things, i can see the thinker in your mind whirling away like a spinning top. he teased, sounding amused. speak your mind Pack Sister, there are none in this pack who are above you. he admitted simply. ask what you please, and do not worry about insult.
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Callista was releived to hear that the danger was over, the tension in her body relaxing.. taking the chance to let her mind be at peace. Content that the youngster in her arms would be alright, she sat him down among the other pups and rose to stretch. A grimace touched her faces as she let her arms rise above her head, for she smelt of mud, tears and wet dog. On top of the smell, dirt, grass and other debri clung to her body.. as well as long strangs of canine hair. She would need to shower, clean away the dirt and smell. But it would wait to later. Im sorry to hear of your elder. Im sure she lived a long.. eventfull life She offered her words as comfort to the death of their pack member. Wich answered one of her questions, no.. werewolves were not immortal. It was silly of her to think they were, but the stories that traveled had many different versions. Great, immortal beings was one way the werewolves had been described, words of a madman she concluded. Yes, she had many questions.. who wouldnt? She had only confirmed the existance of another species two nights ago, and now here she was surrounded by them all. But she held them back until she was given permission to ask, smiling as he spoke of the runt. Her gentled hands stroked the tiny pup on the bed, chuckling to herself. Yes, His mother cares deeply for him. Im sure she will see to it that he to lives a long life. And of course, with Callista here.. he would. She brought life to all things of nature. No, she could not bring the dead back to life and cure life-threatening wounds but she could heal not that she was aware of, and the simple magic that radiated from her urged all things to grow and prosper. Yes, with her attention.. this pup would grow strong. Taking attention away from the pup, she walked forward and stood infront of the Golden wolf.. an excitement lit up in her eyes as she was given permission to speak her questions. Yes, I have many. First, Why have you taken such an interest in me. You say you only wanted to make me happy. Why? There are so many other women in our village. Smarter, Taller, Better hunters and much prettier. You couldnt have possibly known for so long that I was not human.. I didnt even know. And now that I am here, What do you expect of me? On top of that, You referred to that women as a midwife of the pack. With a normal pack of wolves, the alpha is the only one who mates and chooses a mate for life. Some part of her hoped that he had no women to call his own. That he would only pay attention to her.. make her feel cared for. It was selfish thinking, but didn't every girl dream of a man to take care of her? Then again.. this was not a man. Or was it? She had not seen his human form.. Callista did not even know his name. But first.. What is your name? She asked, a sweet curiosity playing in that angelic voice.
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he chuckled a little and nodded. she was about a hundred and fifty years old... a very eventful life. he admitted simply, well aware that was going to only raise more questions in her mind. such an interest in you?... you do not realize your worth. he complained. why would i want some silly, frail, week, pathetic human slut in my pack? she would sully our bloodlines and ruin or ways. humans are good only for destruction. to allow a human into Pack Ranks is tantamount to suicide... you, are not human. and you are far more beautiful than any of those silly human stick women. he complained with a disdainful sniff. AND they STINK. he complained hotly. i have known for a while now, that there was a girl in the human village that was not human, that she remained well hidden. that is why we chose that village to settle and Trade in. he admitted simply. it was not until very recently that i saw you personally for myself, and knew you had no place in the Human tribes. he paused for a moment and then. a werewolf pack, is not like humans, nor like Wolves... we are.. a combination of the two i suppose. Men and women mate and marry as they please, but they do not do so for stupid reasons as humans do. werewolves mate, only because they are in love. it is said that She who made us, always made two wolves with one soul, so that we may always find who we belong with. Ronan admitted. many wolves never find who they are destined to be with, and settle for a lesser love. a few wolves, like Tarin, find the wolves they where destined for, and live with such love. he chuckled a little. i myself, have settled for no love yet. he admitted. as have many of the Wolves in my Pack. he admitted turning to look at her, a wicked glint lighting his eyes. ah, but you already know me Little Hunter. he admitted simply. after all, i did spend an entire day, showing you how to skin. he teased, shifting before her very eyes into Ronan, the trader who had given her the wonderful, wonderful pelts. and you where right. his voice was human, warm and comforting. i was nearly trampled when i brought that Cow to the Pack. he smirked. the elders nearly got into a fight over who would get the first taste of the Milk. he admitted with a laugh. the poor cow is so bewildered, that she can't even be afraid of all the wolves around! he admitted with a smile as he watched her, his top half naked, letting his skin glow and gleam in the dusky light of the Den, his dark leather pants only making his firm muscles all the more evident, his emerald eyes sparkling as he watched her. as soon as i saw you, that day in the market, i knew you where not human.. i struggled for weeks to not approach you, but in the end, i could not help myself... i am drawn to you... the Pack is drawn to you. he admitted softly. like we where made, just for you. he admitted smiling softly at her. you... fill us with so many emotions, that they conflict, which drives us mad... but it's alright, because you bring Sanity with you wherever you go... he admitted softly. you have more questions?
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he smiled at her mutter, she was such a girl, so romantic. it's also said that if you don't find your true love in this life, then you are reborn again and again until you do find them. he admitted simply. it is the Promise we where made, that we would not ascend into heaven without our Soul Mates. it is a promise that no matter what, we will always find our Other Soul. he smiled at her. so even though Ashwind is dead, and has not found her other Soul. she will be reborn as a new pup, in a new Pack, to continue her search for her missing half. he admitted chuckling a little. which is why it does not hurt so badly when we do not find our Soul, we know we may still find them in another life. he admitted, nodding. he laughed at her excitement over recognizing him, and he grinned at her happily when she didn't immediately hate him for being 'an evil beast'. not that he was really Evil, but that was what humans thought he was. unnatural... how could they be unnatural, when they where of the earth? it was a ridiculous nature. he grinned at her and shook his head. of course i'll Teach you Callista. he promised her, chuckling a little. we take turns leaving the Territory to find rare beasts and pelts. he admitted. i don't normally leave, since i have to protect the Pack, but i think it will be alright with Tamboy in charge, he's old enough now, and in a few more days he'll be able to Thought Project. he'll make a good Sub Alpha. he admitted nodding. the others are not sure what to make of you, but they won't hurt you. he promised, blinking at her as he took note of her fear. we are drawn to you the same way we are drawn to the wilds and the forests. you are, like a place of safety and food and warm places to den and many puppies. he admitted smiling at her. you are like all the best places, and all the best prey, and all the best hunts. he admitted. they'll smell you a lot, and crowd you no doubt, but they won't hurt you... the thought of hurting you, it is a thought that makes us cringe, like trying to hurt one of our own pups... well, at least they wouldn't try to eat her...