NekoNay

There was nothing but rage. Giant tides violently swooping anything in their wake. No concern for what life may dare sail in its way. Any sailor in their right mind knew to respect that, though it appeared that a certain ship had evaded that message. It was an opera. The sailors and common-men onboard witnessing wild sopranos, dancing along to the erratic performance of the waves and winds that swept them along their chosen path. The only difference was the lack of awe in the audience’s eyes. More so fear as the crew scrambled to keep the ship afloat. Few could keep calm in the wake of this disaster. The ship constantly rocked from si

The Jolteon hesitated with the small sign hanging from his door, his ears drooping to the side of his face, his digits fidgeting on the smooth surface of the glass. Such an uneventful day, something he had not planned to happen for his first day of business. Perhaps I opened too late. The sun was beginning its descent over the the horizon when he had finally set up shop for the day. Now other tailors were closing up, flipping over their signs to show they were closed, packing their tools to settle in for the rest of the eve. With a sigh, he was beginning to think of doing the same as well, lighting a small candle to illuminate his shop with i

Welp as the title states, I am looking forward to RPing with you good folk and building relationships with my darling Rhodes here~ I only have a few rules and such before you approach me for a good RP! - I prefer Google Docs and Notes as a location for RPs! No Skype as I prefer not to share that except for a select few. -My answers may be slow! I work full time and I am working on a personal project as well so don't expect me to actively reply frequently! And I can only take so many at a time! Sorry but them the breaks! The Status of Relationships and Number of Active Going RPs will be in the description once I get finished with this and ge

“I can not bare to take another step!” The Jolteon complained dramatically, nearly tumbling back on his fuzzy rear, ragged with exhaustion. His ears flopped at the  side of his face, the hare brushing aside the bang from his eyes to glare at the sun rising over the horizon. “You couldn't give me a few more moments of night…” The hare enjoyed the soft glow of the moon more so than the harsh light of sun. He walked for hours without rest, sensing his destination was close. He rummaged through the small sack he kept covetously at his side. His precious supplies, his cherished tools he needed to thrive and make a liv

“It's time for you to wake up, son. Feel the sunshine on your skin and face the new day, expecting thrills and excitement!” A woman’s soft excited voice murmured in his ears, in his mind. Too bad her excitement wasn't rubbing off on the young man as his eyes peeled back lazily to reveal a chilling blue. He was to use hearing her voice now, at times he least expected it. Taunting him in the realm of the living instead of the realm of dreams he was so accustomed to experiencing. He twisted a pencil, he scarcely remembered holding, in one hand while the other, on the lap, tightly gripped his thigh. “I see you are finally

“We should take part in the cookout!” Casper chimed, staring eagerly at the Flaaffy. His tail swayed side and side rapidly as he sat on all fours. The Flaaffy barely got his bearings around the tent before he turned at the Meowth, his orb illuminating the small space with its soft alien lime glow. “I-I don't k-know,” the Flaaffy stammered, fluffing out a pillow. “W-We only just 7 “But the cookout is tonight! I doubt they’ll hold another tomorrow. Ol’ Luke is giving out a reward for folks who are helping out! It’ll look good for the both of us! Even Lapis here can pitch in!” He gestur

“This is some good old quality bonding, isn’t it? Tied up to some cactus with a bunch of bandits! Gee, Ven!” The Combusken yelled, thrashing against the rope that bonded. The Weavile snorted, a puff of frost escaping his nostrils at her remark. “If you keep that up, you’ll-” “Ow!” She exclaimed, thorns pricking her hide. “I was about to warn you,” the Weavile said dryly, focusing on an escape route. His claws were bound in a way that he had no way of using them to cut through the rope as well as the rope being too low for him to bite through. His eyes lingered on the duo of bandit

The Weavile cringed, muzzle crinkling, a tingling sensation within his nostrils. The scent of spice was potent in the air; lingering in the hallways as they kept an even pace. He glimpsed at his sibling, to see if she was sharing the same experience as he was. She seemed blissfully unaware of his agitation with a smile on her beak, swinging her arms back and forth as she walked. “How can't you smell you that?” he grunted, covering his nose. “You mean the spice? It's not that strong,” she answered, her casual words earning a look of disbelief from the Weavile. “You’re just being a baby. I'm just more inter

The Weavile dragged his feet along as he made his way up the trail. His eyes were shadowed, his ears drooping further than normal as he carried what little belongings he had. He hadn’t expected a strange sensation, a sense of loneliness gnawing on his being. When he walked out the apartment at the break of dawn, he carried his head high with pride. Now he gave pause, turning slightly to gaze at the city with a wistful glance. Yet why did it feel as if he left a piece behind? A disgusted rumble resonated from his throat at the mere idea. There was no time for sediments. He had plenty more to deal with on his current course. She made her

Team Name: Team Venture Guild Affiliation: Cartographers Team Ranking: F ; 0 Team Points Authenticated by: Adrian Selkirk, Registrar --- "Ya' can't expect somethin' to fall in ya' lap! Gotta work hard! Ya' gotta explore! There're things out there we never seen! I'mma be the first to find 'em! With my buddy right beside me!" -Oscar --- Oscar Fairburn // Male // Minccino Young Adult // Influence : 0 Relaxed // Impetuous and Silly // Skill Link Oscar is taller than the average Minccino, standing at a rather high two feet for his species. His body type is unusual as well, more similar to that of a Pikachu yet more slender with two white strip