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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 4:55 PM | Message # 1

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I held my head in pain and looked around. I was in some sort of...big...office area. This was so weird...I remember...something attacking me, gun shots, and men in black knocking me out. I looked around and to my horror, I saw a woman dressed in old time clothing, who was nearly transparent.

She began talking "Welcome to the man made contry of Zanna, I am it's original owner and creator Gertrud Yontre, I prefer the Phantom of Zanna. You are probably confused so I'll explain." She cleared her throat and said "Due to some means, you became a member of the supernatural comunity, this country exists to keep both sides happy so to speak. Normal people get to have normal lives, and supernatural creatures exist with out the fear of being destroyed. Judging by how fast your bite mark on your leg healed I say you are now a Werewolf."

I looked at her confused "Werewolf? Okay...WHAT?!"

She sighed and said "I know this is a little hard to belive but you are indeed now a werewolf. Through our research there are 6 factions of the supernatural comunity: Vampire, Werewolf, Zombie, Ghost, Dragon Creature, and Man Made." She then pointed to two charts "However there are rumors of Angels and Demons, however none are on this island.

Each have there own comuity strength and weaknesses:

Vampires: are awake at night, drink mostly animal blood, and have a coven. They are weak against garlic, crosses, and well...a sharp pointy stick. They own the only castle in the contry, and live a very privlaged life style.

Werewolves: Live in a cave close to the Vampires, don't really have much but they are happy that way, We feed them animals because it keeps them happy, and they are weak against anything silver. Both Vampires and Werewolves hate each other, and both sides have banned each other from even seeing each other.

Zombies: they do live in the grave and we...admittly hand them fake humans so they can rip them apart

Ghosts: Live whenever they want, and don't eat, and are invincible to all melee attack.

Dragon Creatures: are humans that are half Dragon and half human. They have a private mountain tops, and come down rarely

Man Made: They like ghosts live when ever they want...and retty much live a normal life out side of being created by men.

Angels have been rumored to live on a cloud, and Demons have been rumored to live underground but it is a rumor."

She looked at me and said "Welcome to Zanna, werewolf, have a nice day."

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Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Species(See above):
Bio:
Ablities(For Vampires/Angels/Demons/Dragon Creatures only. Extra ability)
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Name: Donoven "Donny" Bards
Age: 18
Appeance: Black jeans, black jacket, black shirt, and a wolf paw amulet.
Species: Werewolf
Bio: (See above)
Ablities: Traditional Werewolf abilities
Extra: Is the newest entrant to the island.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:05 PM | Message # 2

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(Joining :3)

(Can I be a Dragon Creature :3)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:09 PM | Message # 3

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(somehow I new that would be your choice. Go for it.)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:12 PM | Message # 4

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(YES!)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:16 PM | Message # 5

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Donny:

The bus stopped suddenly near a big...cave shapped like a wolf's head, and I was pushed out. I heard from the truck. "Speak with the pack Alpha, he'll help you control your transformations."

I groaned and walked in the cave...sighing sadly to myself.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:30 PM | Message # 6

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Name: Laeci
Age: eh...nope :3
Appearance: She tall with long black hair, usually pulled back into a ponytail. She has fanged teeth and her eyes are a bright gold with slit like pupils. Purple wings on her back and a scaly purple tail.
Species(See above): Dragon Creature
Bio: TBR (LOOOOONNNNNGGGGG)
Ablities: let's see....um....fire's obvious, let's go with nah, I wanna be powerless
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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:31 PM | Message # 7

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(May I be the Dragon Creature clan leader? If, you could be the Alpha Werewolf)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:34 PM | Message # 8

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(I have no idea how to be a werewolf but okay...)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:41 PM | Message # 9

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Clan Leader Inotep:

"I sense a new dog below us." I looked at her "Laeci, go down to the wolf's cave and tell our...new "Friend" the rules of the mountain we share."

Donny:

I walked in the cave, and I could smell...everything..."Hello, I can...smell you guys...can you come out."

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:53 PM | Message # 10

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Clan Leader Karimi
I walked out, eyes narrowed. "So you're the new young one,"

Laeci
I looked over. "Yes sir," I said, leaping off the moutain top and opening my wings.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 6:54 PM | Message # 11

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Donny:

I nodded, and shuttered, THE GUY WAS HUDGE, and his eyes....were Yellow and wolf light. I stuttered and said "Y...Y...Yes?"

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 7:03 PM | Message # 12

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Laeci
I swirled down to there cave and hovered at the entrance, waiting patiently for permission to enter.

Karim
I looked at him and then looked at the entrance. "Enter Laeci,"

Laeci
I flew in and landed in front of the new 'friend'. "Hello,"

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 7:11 PM | Message # 13

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Donoven:

I turned, and I just looked at her. "What...the heck...are you?"

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 7:39 PM | Message # 14

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Name: Steve Terra
Age: 20
Appearance: His wings are bright purple, His skin is bright white, and his eyes are deep blue. His face is unusually blemish-free. He prefers to wear jeans and a red sweatshirt, clearly used. His shoes are worn out, and dusty. His hair is dirty brown. He wears a shard of crystal around his neck.
Species(See above): Angel.
Bio: He remembers VERY little. Fragments of memory come to him sometimes. all he knows is that he woke up...and he was an angel. He knew what he could do and that was that.
Ablities(For Vampires/Angels/Demons/Dragon Creatures only. Extra ability) He can communicate with all animals and beasts, they follow him willingly.
Extra. He has a cat, Naru.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:12 PM | Message # 15

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(joining...after dinner.)

It's time.

Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:30 PM | Message # 16

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(depressed is accepted)

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:36 PM | Message # 17

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(:D)
Steve was permitting himself a smile.
He was coasting happily among the clouds.
What he didn't know, was that he was headed too close too the dragon mountain-tops.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:56 PM | Message # 18

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Laeci
"Me? A dragon," I said, expressionless, my eyes trained on him. "I'm here to explain our rules," I told Karim sternly.

Karim
"Go on," I told her.

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Date: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:59 PM | Message # 19

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Feeling the need to feel ground beneath his feet, he landed on the very top of a mountain.
Here, he could contemplate his life.

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Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 0:09 AM | Message # 20

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Donny:

"There are rules?"

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Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 0:10 AM | Message # 21

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(and now I don't feel like making a cs because I'm full...oh well *claps hands* let me start on it.)

It's time.

Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 7:13 AM | Message # 22

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Laeci
"Any place has rules, child," I told him, walking forward as my wings folded against my back. "And here, you should know that we dragons are the oldest living creatures around, if it weren't for ghosts we'd be the oldest. We reside on the top of the mountain where you should watch your step: unless summoned there you are unwelcome. We protect out nesting grounds with tooth and claw and refuse to lose. You get a warning first, then it gets bad," I said, looking at him.

(Just wanted to point out that she's one of the first dragons and she's got a lot if knowledge (not old though, she's young in Dragon years) and therefore she has this awe inspiring regal attitude with a touch of arrogance)

(Did I forget anything major?)

KArim
I watched Donny's reaction.

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Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 11:14 AM | Message # 23

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It's a cave.
Looking inside, Steve found nothing of any importance...He'll use it.

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Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 1:10 PM | Message # 24

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Donny:

I looked at her, then sighed. "I get it, we leave you alone...you leave us alone."

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