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Re: Weird Creation « Result #3 on Aug 11, 2009, 1:55am »
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Requiem of Twilight « Result #4 on Aug 8, 2009, 10:32pm »
Over a hundred years ago...
The King of Thieves was captured in a failed attempt to kill The Hylian King and usurp The throne. As punishment, he was ordered to be executed by The Ancient Sage spirits, but as this order was carried out, through some divine jest, The evil Gerudo was gifted with The Goddesses’ power and revived.
Breaking free of his restraints, The dark lord drew The weapon of his demise from his chest, his vile laugh filling The air as he prepared to kill his executioners. However, this short moment of reprieve was The King’s downfall, as The Sages managed to open a portal to another world behind him. The void The portal created began to pull at him, slowly drawing him towards its depths, proving beyond even The Goddesses’ power to prevent.
The last act of The King of Evil before he disappeared from time was to launch The Sage’s Sword into The portal’s originator, piercing The very center of The Mirror of Twilight, but this proved to be worthless, as The damage was merely superficial, and The blade was quickly pulled into The void with its new owner…
The world has since lived in peace, battles and wars are small and short, fights becoming a mere training exercise of caution. People remain alert, prepared, but relaxed and comfortable.
Unfortunately, as with all things,
peace cannot last forever…
As you can tell, this is a Legend of Zelda Roleplay site, and I'm sure those of you who have good eyes can tell its based on The Twilight Princess game, but expanded and with a twist. We like to think of our site as a "Fantasy/Zelda RP", The knowledge of Zelda required is minimal~ You are able to claim canons from The game, as well as make original characters, get involved with The plot if you wish, and roleplay to your hearts content. ♥
People from five different countries struggle each day. The powerful want to stay in command and keep their good fortunes. The rest fight to survive day by day.
A Land of The Magic...
In Shayz'renth, there's great power over The elements: shadow, light, fire, water, wind, and earth, but it can only be granted only by The Sages that rule them. Each day brings another theft, another murder, and another noble feigning ignorance. Every day a person must chose between what is right and what is wrong.
A Land of Barrenness...
In Kolshtak, The desert brings little to those who live in it. Communities form around sources of water, depending on them for survival. It is from this country that The gypsies were born, clans that formed generations ago to survive.
A Land of The Nature...
Governed by elves, Manti strives to be The most beautiful country. Still recovering from a civil war, they are enjoying peaceful times again. Some within are not so well off though. While some cities are rich with beauty and life, other cities are struggling each day.
A Land of The Trade...
It's not easy to be a landlocked country, and Lalan'ay would agree. What they cannot get from The ocean, they make up for in hard work and patience. They reach out to make trades routes with The countries around them.
A Land of The Chaos...
Pyroose has no central government. Their frozen lands are littered with hundreds of clans. Most of The people stay in The forested mountains. It is The most violent of The five countries. The people often prey on each other. Those born within are unlikely to ever see adulthood, and The brave travelers who visit have a tendency to disappear.
Will you join? _________________________ Level: Intermediate Genre: Medieval Fantasy Rating: R Original Birth: 2001 Moved to AcornRack: December 2007 _________________________
What we offer • Plots: There's a holiday or event each month, and there are several member created plots. It's easy to jump in, whether it's an assassination, a quest, trouble in The temples, or a masquerade. • Places: There are several boards to roleplay in different countries and clans. • Positions & Species: You name it, we probably have it. If not, we're open to new ideas. We also have adoptable characters and important positions to fill. • Friendly and Active Members • A C-box • Details: Lots of information for character development or just for The sake of reading.
.across The seas && through The night. « Result #8 on Jun 10, 2009, 8:52pm »
The sounds of The water lapping at The hull of The boat is both soothing and somewhat menacing, a welcome and a warning. The night-drenched mists part, exposing a corner of The Isle to The travelers who have called this ship home for quite some time now. It is The only way to reach The completely unmapped island. At long last, The boat enters The small harbor, The people disembarking in a flurry, ready to be off it. The night is alive with sounds and scents, not sullen and silent like that of The mainland. Wolves howl in The distance while The bodies of horses can be seen in The distance and high, high above in The mountainous range, The presence of magic shows like a light in The dark. In The center of The harbor sits a statue, crafted with love and reverie by whatever hands were guided by The Gods to create it. Three beasts stand, their beauty unearthly and terrifying. Words in a foreign and forgotten language are nearly faded at The base, but The just is there: these are The TRIAD, Deities of The Isle. The thestral gods watch over this land, weaving in and out of The lives of those who call their Isle home. Will you pass The test?
The Life After: Harry Potter Role Play « Result #9 on Apr 22, 2009, 2:06pm »
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Join The Life After a Harry Potter Role Play site based 26 years after The fall of Lord Voldemort. Mystery and darkness surrounds The London Ministry of Magic, unexplained and unlinked deaths have caused grief for young Minister of Magic, Jordan King. People are starting to lose faith in their appointed leader, will he be removed from office or will enough light be shed on The shadows to save his job and save The wizarding world from chaos. Meanwhile at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, someone has stolen The list of incoming first years and there’s been threats against The muggleborns are these actions linked? Or is it just a coincidence? Only time can unravel The mystery of The future what will your part in this story be?
We are in need of students and adults alike! Good, Bad, or Neutral there’s a place for you on this site. Our members are welcoming and our staff is amazing and helpful. What are you waiting for? Click The button and let your magical journey unfold![/align]
Parwati and The Beggar-Man « Result #10 on Mar 1, 2009, 7:55pm »
Once upon a time there was a town called Atpat. In It there lived a Brahman. He had seven daughters, and when they had reached a marriageable age he asked them who would arrange their marriages and bring them handsome husbands and make their fortunes. The six eldest daughters said, "Papa, Papa, you of course. You will arrange our marriages and bring us handsome husbands and make our fortunes for us."
But The youngest daughter was a naughty little girl. She got into a temper all about nothing, and she stamped her foot, and she turned her back on her father and said, "I will arrange my own marriage, and I will get a handsome husband for myself, and I will make my fortune myself." The Brahman was very angry with her, and so how do you think he punished her? He first searched about and found six rich and handsome boys. Then he married them with great pomp and display to his six eldest daughters.
But The youngest girl he gave in marriage to a miserable beggar-man. You never saw such a beggar-man as he was! There was not a spot on his skin that was not black with leprosy, and his feet and hands had rotted right off. If you had seen him you would have said, "If that beggar-man does not die to-day he will certainly die to-morrow. For he cannot possibly live any longer!" When The marriage was celebrated, The little girl's mother filled her lap with wheat and then handed her over to The beggar-man to see what sort of fortune would be hers.
But in a few days The beggar-man died. His corpse was taken to The burning-ground, and his little widow followed it. But when his relatives wanted to burn The body, she forbade them and told them to go away. For she said, "My fortune is still to come, whatever it may be." They all got round her and tried to persuade her that there was no use in her staying by The corpse, but she would not mind what they said. At last they were quite tired out and went home, leaving her in The burning-ground. When they had gone she took her husband's corpse on to her lap. Then she prayed to The god Shiva and said:
"My parents disown me. O why was I born Both as orphan and widow to live all forlorn?"
As she prayed, she put The wheat which her mother had put into her lap grain by grain in The dead man's mouth. Then she sat there crying until midnight. Now it happened that on that very night Shiva and Parwati were in their chariot driving through The air over that very place. Parwati said suddenly to her husband, "I hear a woman crying, let us go and see what it is."
The god Shiva drove his chariot down to earth. He and Parwati got out and saw The Brahman's youngest daughter crying. They asked her what The reason was, and she told them. Then Parwati pitied her and said, "Your aunt has acquired great merit by her piety and devotions. You go to her and get her to give you all her merit and so you will bring your husband back to life." The god Shiva and Parwati then mounted on their chariot and disappeared.
Next morning The little widow left her husband's body, went to her aunt's house and begged her to give her all The merit which she had acquired, and told her The cause of The request. The aunt was very good and gave her all her own merit. The little widow then went back to The burning-ground and with its aid brought her husband back to life. But this time he was no longer a beggar-man black with leprosy and with feet and hands that had rotted away. He was a beautiful young man with well-shaped feet and a beautiful fair skin, and The little widow took her husband back to her father's house.
"Papa, Papa," she said, "you turned me out, but The gods have brought me back, and good fortune came to me without your bringing it." The father was too frightened of Parwati to say anything, so he held his peace. And The little girl and her husband, The beggar-man, lived happily ever afterwards.
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