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She takes a minute to pause and seems to think for a moment however she probably sounds way to rehearsed like she had been thinking of it for days"I-I want you to teach me how to fight....i-if I get attacked i-I'm less than useless a-and.....nevermind i-I need to know how to fight..."
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The Typhoon / Re: STAY ALIVE / joining
« Last post by Kassandra on Today at 03:35:38 PM »
//Bump.
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Uncharted Territories / Re: fire / introduction
« Last post by Shoto on Today at 03:33:37 PM »
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A somewhat familiar scent hit his nostrils. It was comforting, but he didn't know why it was. Ears folded back and tail twitching slightly, Shoto lifted his head to glance at Izuku with wary heterochromia eyes. Something about the green Maine coon was so familiar that it almost hurt. He forced himself to stand, though it was becoming difficult to move. He wasn't sure if it was his injuries or the cold weather. Pain searing through Shoto's body, the male stared the Frosthealer deep in the eyes calmly. "No need to treat my injuries, I'm fine Save your medicine for somebody that actually needs them." The bi-furred male insisted stubbornly, before he turned to Anael. His fur prickled at the sight of the wolf, since she was larger than him and the other feline. Kindness. Some viewed it as a weakness, but others saw it as a strength. Shoto didn't consider himself to be kind, but he wasn't a heartless bastard, like he may seem at first. Shelter. Food. Water. As he listened to Anael speak, he felt his stomach churn. Shelter sounded nice, but food and water wasn't appealing. The last couple of weeks, he hadn't been able to keep much food down and ended up hurling most of the time. He was in bad shape, with his ribs showing beneath his pelt and his injuries didn't make him feel any better at all.

"I'll come with you, I suppose." He said, before erupting into a coughing fit, spitting out blood on the snowy ground. Giving a warning glance to the two nearby so they didn't attempt to help him, he looked towards the tall spire, with what appeared to have huts on it. "I assume that's your camp?"
BURNING UP ❅❅ SHOTO
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Uncharted Territories / Re: YOU'RE ENOUGH // o, intro
« Last post by A. MORGAN on Today at 02:49:35 PM »
EASTWARD BOUND
ARTHUR MORGAN — MALE — SNOWBOUND — RANK — HARD
Arthur had only heard stories about what had happened to Snowbound before the setup he was currently in. He heard of a mass fire, burning everything to the ground, leaving no survivors in it's wake. He'd also heard rumors of betrayal and use of explosives, but that was all just talk. Morgan didn't know what happened, nor did he really care all too much. What happened, happened, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.


The deer had been wandering the spire tiers, stopping every so often to stare off into the horizon- even sketching the scenery into his journal every so often. He found himself watching Anael flying overhead, unconsciously sketching her into the background. As she ducked out of sight, he closed his book and moved up to the top of the spire to greet her with a small smile. "There she is." he greeted. "How's things lookin'?"
#psychosocial.
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Helpful Hub / Feedback Thoughts/what would bring you to Snowbound?
« Last post by muddymutt on Today at 02:18:09 PM »
I recently started reviving Snowbound with the help of some friends and people who want to see it prosper again. However, I don't want it to die like it had done before and was wondering how to get new people in to make sure that it wouldn't happen again, or things to make us more interesting. For the current guide, please look here. Any and all opinions are welcome!
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Uncharted Territories / Snowbound FROM THE WEST - intro - open
« Last post by A. MORGAN on Today at 02:12:03 PM »
EASTWARD BOUND
ARTHUR MORGAN — MALE — SNOWBOUND — RANK — HARD
I dont have much to worry about luckily. These folk seem nice enough. I still hate the cold. Nights are bad and the days ain’t much better. But it’s still my home and I’m making do with what I’m given. I hope the gang’s still okay. Might set out and search for them soon lest the weather picks up again.

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Arthur paused in his writing, shutting the tattered journal he had been scribbling his thoughts in and shoving it back into his satchel. He leaned himself forward, soaking all the heat he could into his cold body from the little fire he had started not too long ago. He was alone-- at least for now—thinking about Dutch and Hosea and John and everyone else he had unwillingly left behind weeks ago. Getting separated from the gang had never been his intention, but life was a cruel mistress. They’d been traveling through the mountain ranges—same ones that dotted the horizon from Snowbound’s camp. A couple of bandits that had been tailing them finally got the better of ‘em one night and a fight broke loose. Arthur got himself separated through the commotion—headed down south while the others fled west in a last-minute attempt to drive the bandits away. Hours later, Arthur was huddled in the snow next to two dead bodies, shaking and half awake. He only survived because of Snowbound; the good folk managed to drag him back to camp, nurse him up, and offer to let him stay. It was with a heavy heart that he had to agree. Leaving the gang behind wasn’t something he wanted to do, but what other option did he have? It was a contest of staying here or going back out there and risking his life a second time. Morgan would’ve done it if the little voice in his head hadn’t held him back. Don’t go. You ain’t much use to them when you’re dead, huh? And so he stayed.

The whitetailed buck pulled the wool blanket around his shoulders closer. He exhaled, watching the white wisps of his breath trail up into the sky before staring back into the flames of the fire, a calmness washing over him.

#psychosocial.
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Helpful Hub / Re: Request threads to be stickied/moved/locked here.
« Last post by tikki on Today at 01:55:37 PM »
YEET
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Helpful Hub / Re: Request threads to be stickied/moved/locked here.
« Last post by spacexual on Today at 01:52:41 PM »
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The Typhoon / Open YOU'LL SEE / weekly tasks 1/20-1/26
« Last post by goldenluxury on Today at 01:51:10 PM »
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
//retro death + quick post

"C'mere t' get a weekly task!" the bengal shouts out, sitting in the middle of the camp they'd prepared. It'd been a while since they'd done these, admittedly, but she is getting her ass back in gear with these, and hopefully her crewmates would join in too. They needed to keep things moving.
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Group Guides / Re: SNOWBOUND OFFICIAL GUIDE || UPDATED 01/18
« Last post by A. MORGAN on Today at 01:23:04 PM »
track <3
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