In the town of Anthropolis, just outside Albany in Upstate New York, there lives many differnt anthros. There are tigers, wolves, bears, any animal you can think of has been anthropomorphised.
However, the anthros, as impressive as they are, are the target of prejudice from the local humans. The humans hate the anthros, and veiw them as hungry savages. A new profession arose in the town: Anthroslayers. These people go out of their way to kill any anthro they can, for money
The anthros live in fear of humans. The humans live in fear of anthros. Fear is the enemy, yet theres no telling that to the humaniods of Anthropolis.
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Personality: Red is a very shy wolf anthro who will rarely speak to any but good friends. Though when threatened he will fight very fiercely, especially humans whom he hates until he dies. He’s anti-social and walks among the shadows and usually has a sadden presences. Despite that he is very wise for his age and usually knows what to do, and most of the times he’s right.
Description: He is a tall anthro, standing at 6’2” and weighing at 205lbs. His main fur color is a dark grey with light grey ears, underbelly, hands, and tail tip. He has black lines under his eyes, the one to the right eye color is a deep yellow color and his left eye is silver and has no pupil, in his tribe that was called “The opening of the spirit eye”, for any whom had that color for an eye could see spirits. He is thin and lithe with a medium sized tail that has a lot of fuzz on it making it look fluffy. He also has black human-like hair that goes down mid-back and has random braids in it with feathers(pretty neon-orange feathers!). And basically the only thing he wears is a pair of torn up jeans
Other: He is a medium, one whom communicates with spirits that have not been at peace.
Banner/mini banner « Result #5 on Oct 6, 2006, 6:52am »
Finally. I couldn't get into this place all day yesterday. I'm the one who's making the banner and mini banner for the group. These are the links, make sure to upload them to your own server because I delete things on mine once a week. I'm glad I could help, but please next time for the sanity of me, know exactly what you want. I dislike having to play 20 questions just to get a basic idea what you all want. I like to be properly informed before I delve into any project.
Attila Administrator The White Tigeress member is offline
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Re: Hungry..... « Result #6 on Oct 3, 2006, 6:30pm »
The birds chirped along. The fall air was crisp, fresh, refreshing. It was all a glorious day. That was when Attila heard
“Hey you, young tigress. What do you think you’re doing?”
Of course, Attila was used to insults like this. She was constantly ridiculed by the anthro community, and even human children within the park. Attila, despite her mellow mood right now, could lash out at any time. Of course, she was stealing the right herbs to make her sane at least briefly.
“I’ m just watching, that's all” she said to the vixen. “Do you have anything against that?”. Of course, though used to insults, that was partially because the 13 year old tigress was easily insulted. She’d been called every name in the book, and, because of that, was prone to meltdowns. Of course, none of that would be happening today, since she had eaten her anti-psychotic herbs. But, perhaps, in the future.
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Samson Thompkins « Result #9 on Oct 3, 2006, 6:12pm »
Name: Samson Thompkins
Nicknames: Sam
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Full Human
Personailty: Samson shows no mercy. When it comes to killing anthros, he’ll take all he has. He hates anthros with a fiery, bloody passion. Why? Because he has zero tolerance for “Hungry Savages”.
Anthro hunting is his passion, he wouldn’t give it up for anything, not even his family. If he had a family... no woman wants to marry him due to his bloody profession and tough personality not being worth it. He is kind to human children and shows a soft spot for four-legger cats and dogs.... however, his passion for anthro hunting overshadows all that.
Appearance or Picture: Tall, white, blue eyes and brown hair.
Gwenith Administrator The Scarlet Vixen member is offline
I'm I the reason you breath, or am I the reason you cry?
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Re: Hungry..... « Result #10 on Oct 3, 2006, 5:05pm »
A cool wind blew softly, ruffling her scarlet fur and shaking dried leaves from the trees. The lovely vixen perched on a tree stump, legs drawn up, chin settled on knees. She wrapped her arms tighter around her legs and closed her almond eyes. Every sound was caught by her pricked ears, twin peaks of russet hue. White-tipped tail, like the extravegant plumed feathers, curled by her side. She tilted her head back, letting the late sun shed it's warmth on her face.
Footsteps. To loud to be an experienced predator, or prey for that matter. Gwenith opened one eye, sighing when she noticed the youngling nearby. If the tigeress was hunting, she wasn't doing a very good job at it. Gwen unfolded her legs, placing both feet on the ground. Claws dug into the soft bark of the stump she sat upon.
"Hey you, young tigeress." she called. "What do you think you're doing?"
Usually she wasn't as bold, but the vix was exausted from a late night hunting. This tiger had come and done nothing but shatter her quiet peace. Tail flicked with annoyance as she waited 'pon an answering call. Mind mused just getting up and leaving. Maybe even heading out of the city for the night, just to get some rest. No she thought warily. Two days ago she had spotted a slayer in the forest. He was probably still searching that area. Even if he was to stupid to notice her and she slipped away safely. Gwenith still was cautious and she sure wouldn't want to be caught napping there.