Site Name: W A R
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Site Type: Fantasy wolf RPG
Site Hosting Type: Proboards
Admin Name: Lijden and me, Amory
Rating: PG-13 to R
Opened On: A few weeks ago
Members At Current Moment: 5
Activity: Slow at the moment because we just opened up.
Species/Breed(s) Any breed of wolf
Posting Type: intermediate through advanced
Information/Plot Line:
Still Editing

W A R



MASS DESTRUCTION

The world was peaceful; as peaceful as it can be with World War III occurring. Two thousand and thirteen used to be a jest, perhaps, the unlucky thirteen plaguing the entire world for centuries, but as the war raged on, and the luck of the human race appeared to be quickly dying. Imagine a world in pure and utter chaos; picture the raging fires devouring cities upon cities at a time, airplanes diving to the earth only to never fly again. The reasons for this battle have been forgotten, every country no longer striving for peace, but rather their enemies simply to disappear. This battle has raged on for years, this alone taking a hearty hit on the human and animal population, but 2013 is to be the final year of war. Weapons are of a limited supply, and countries are quick to use the forbidden in order to destroy what they are fighting against: themselves.

Biological, nuclear, radiological, chemical warfare were all used during this year, and now the humans are out of weapons, out of luck. Perhaps they feel they have made quite a blow on their enemy, all for the good of their own humanity, what little was left of it at least. There is very little left on what we once called our earth, but now we are ashamed to admit it's our only world.



CHAOS REIGNS



Who is left, one would ponder, to speak of? The human race is extinct, along with millions of other creature species. But the question would be what is left, for there are indeed a few lucky [or perhaps not-so-lucky] beasts that have come from the WAR. The majority of these animals take the appearance of wolves, but perhaps not the ones you and I would recognize. The once peaceful race still stagger the earth during the POST-WAR, apparently unharmed by all the toxic chemicals and gases filling the air. But the years will continuing going on, the sun relentlessly burning the earth where the atmosphere has completely dissolved and the scenery warping into the strange, the unreal, the twisted, deformed and, at times, beautiful. The creatures left are morphing as well.

They find themselves without their two legged creatures, and chaos is quick to take hold of the wolf’s race. They were the first to slowly warp, generation-by-generation pups being born with horns, longer fangs, wings and some other particularly odd traits. Many could find themselves able to control the flames that still burned the ground, able to control the water about to flood their homes, the earth that collapsed on them, the air that brought with them the horrible acid rain. Decades past, the year has reached our human number of 2139, but these beasts know nothing of numbers any longer. These are the creatures that have survived for as long as they remembered, legends thrown through the generation about why the world the way it is, about their existence on the earth. For us, perhaps they are monsters, but to them, this is now their earth.





W A R


The beasts have heard the rumors, know the consequences and will soon see the light of Athos. The land of Athos is one of the very few that still has vegetation decent enough for prey animal’s to eat, that still has a shield up against the sun, which burns brightly above. The scenery here is a mixture of human habitats and what precious little wild lands they saved, both warped, both deformed until in the eyes of the monsters they are normal. Wolves have stood up and claimed leadership over parts of the land, no one yet against each other. This is not a battle against one another anymore, it is one against the other beasts that have evolved only to destroy more, and it is against the unknown, the subnormal.
It's W A R.


Something Sparks

Though now as the years have passed the two packs of Athos; Angora Mainyu, the darker more rebellious pack, that holds a brilliant alpha one that mocks the World War Two General, Hitler, Lijden. And the Xiuhtonal Pack, a pack that sees the good in almost everything, with a more lighthearted alpha, who happens to be Angora’s lethal alpha’s full brother, Amory. Everything used to be all fine and dandy until

--- STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION.


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