Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 9:00 am Post subject: Temporary.
<( Keep it pg-13, I mite build a sister thread to this one in ‘R’ role play but for now im too lazy and don’t really care… we will see how things go. )>
A day in the life, a furry story… <( quite corny and over used… but shut up. )>
I made this as user friendly as possible… even for Med’s admitted role play skills…
Here, we furs can be ourselves and just make up a life to live out… start where ever you wish and take your life out to whatever extent you can think of… the town of Tergrah is filled with all sorts of furs far and wide, the people here have found a general understanding of one another and have made a type of peaceful environment for themselves. This place is well to be known as a very advanced city (in furry terms, about up to our tech state) and proud of all the medical brake throughs made by the best and brightest of this age alone.
<( this is me, sleep deprived, and making a topic… someone bite me to wake me up… )>
Just fill out what I ask and start at the appropriate areas… Post here since there are only a few of us left I don’t have to worry about constantly managing this place and all its players… two characters per player, no exceptions.
Kraven Lerell
Male
16
Skunk
Slave cages
Slave
Quite and kind, though has been known to be a bit of a ‘firecracker’.
Quiet music, rings, and small creatures with wings.
Loudness, violence, blood. _________________ "Being evil would be so much harder if people would stop leaving nice, big red buttoms for me to push..."
"A human body isnt always born with a human soul."
Dont hate a Cubi for what he is, hate him for what he does!
Comanding small complement of men to defend nearest town
Is kind, and generous, will do almost anything for you, and will almost always go out of his way to help a fellow fur.
Fast cars, organized soldiers, and the sounds of camp bands playing patriotic songs like "Dixie" and "Bonnie Blue Flag"
War, death, defeat, and used car salesmen
Monday, June 18th, I step ouside of the Comanding Officer's tent, and begin my daily routine. First, check on the med-station and make sure no furs have been hurt. Good. Noone there. next, visit the Fort's chapel. Not very big seeing as theres only 25 furs in the entire base. After hearing the sermon from the firery new chaplin, I beleive he's a Labrador (maby explaning the amount of energy he has) goes to the Mess hall. A hearty breakfast of Steak and eggs with a chaser of Orange Juice allows me to carry on untill lunch. On Mondays, I take one of my hot rods out for a spin, to see how things are in town. The Glossy Black '66 Corvette attracts a lot of attention, but everything seems fine in Fredricsburg, so I head back to the fort, and as I'm almost there I see a suspicious looking truck. No licence plates, no markings of any kind on it, so I whip the car around burning rubber as I go and follow this odd truck. I think it may be a slave transporter. Illigal in most territories, some still truck slaves in and out of their reigions, spawning their terrible habbit on others. I want to see what's inside, so I Flag the trucker down by signaling he has a tire out. After he sees my uniform, he trys to escape, but I block his way.
"You must show me your cargo." The trucker-a doberman pincher, reluctantly opens the trailer of the 18-wheeler to reveal a skunk in a cage, and a few more furs in their respective cages. Thankful I'm in a territory where slavery is outlawed, I place the trucker under arrest, and open the cages. I put the corvette in the trailer after removind all the cages, and have the freed slaves sit in the cab, I trive the truck back to the fort. The Skunk seems like he would be the elected speaker of the bunch, so I ask'
"So, where you from?"
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