welcome to your new hell, Welcome to the Menagerie. Or as we like to call it, Dome Sweet Dome! We are an eight-year strong futuristic shapeshifter and sci-fi creature roleplay, dedicated to bringing you a world unlike any other; a world in which your character has become an experiment and must fight for survival in a domed city, cut off from the rest of the world. Choose to be any animal in your fight for survival in an artificial world built by the Keepers as they subject you to experiments beyond your control. Choose to wander the world inside the walls alone, as a Rogue, or find safety in numbers in one of the groups known as Rings. How will you survive?
60 - 65 ºF
blustery with scattered showers spotty sunshine
YEAR 2309
shift bans.
» Cougars (aka Puma, Mountain Lion, Panther)
» All Tiger Species
» All Lion Species
» All Wolf Species
» African Leopards
group bans.
none.
encouraged !
FEMALE CHARACTERS! create a RETRO or ANTHRO and get 250 CP + a free skill! read me for more info!
last updated: april 19th, 2016
Click on each Ring or Retro group image to view their ranks!
GROUP UPDATES
CARNARING
Jocelyn Edelwolfe is the new Alpha! Seija Mulviene is the new Beta, and Grey is the new Delta. Lead Hunter is now Boone Haywood, Head of Border Patrol is now Noelle Ndango!
FALLENRING
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FULSIRING
Fulsi has a standing treaty with the Nakoma, granting limited access to their fresh water.
NAKOMA TRIBE
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ANALOYA PRIDE
a while back, the Analoya suffered a suspicious poisoning of their river, luckily with few casualties; the Bellator are suspected of having taken part in it, and there are whispers that Pride leader Wanderer is talking alliance with the Nilda for access to their clean water.
BELLATOR HERD
As new leader of the Bellator, Loril has instituted some rank changes. See this thread for more information!
LAWAII FLOCK
no updates!
NILDA PACK
no updates!
CARNARING QUICK STATS
ALPHA -- Jocelyn Edelwolfe, Clouded Leopard, played by IronChild
BETA -- Seija Mulviene, Spotted Hyena, played by Seija-chan
DELTA --Grey, Mackenzie Valley Wolf, played by Kriss
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He spun just in time to counter a lunging wall of muscle shaped like a Rottweiler, and with a dip and a twist and a shove, knocked the dog off his feet. Panting, Tori stepped back, flicking an ear in approval. “That was better. Again.” The Rottweiler clambered up with a growl and charged straight at him, only to find himself tripped onto his face, with a cuff to the ear for his trouble. Tori moved back again with a huff. “Stop fighting like a dog.”
“I am a dog,” the tenderfoot grumbled, pushing himself upright.
“Doesn’t mean you have to fight like one,” Tori retorted. “You’re predictable. Fight to your strengths, but use your head!”
Eyes narrowed, the dog crept forward, body low, and circled out. Tori humored him, though he generally avoided this type of posturing in a fight, and circled in complement. This time, he feinted a snap at Tori’s face, and then launched himself at his flank. Inelegant, but effective. They both went down with an outburst of instinctive snarls, grappling and fighting for purchase on the slippery sand. In any other case the Rottweiler, with his brute strength, would have an excellent advantage. Tori, however, was no average lynx. With a heave of all four paws, he tossed the dog away. “Bien, cachorro.” Rolling to his feet, he shook the sand out of his fur. “We can end there for today, Louise is waiting for you.”
The Rottweiler paused where he was pawing sand off his muzzle, and squinted at Tori suspiciously. “What’d you call me?”
Tori huffed, amused. “A pup. Now get, there’s work to do.” A playful swipe of his paw elicited a mock indignant bark from the tenderfoot as he ducked, then bounded toward the medic that waited in the shade of a train car. She hadn’t been the only one watching them, though. Tori ignored the gaze he could feel on him as he gave his fur another shake, then shifted back - his coat was hot and itchy in the sun. The weather was cooling, but midday in the desert was still brutal enough to be uncomfortable. Once the sun dropped, however, it would probably be cool enough to frost.
He crossed to the water barrel at the corner of the train car and gulped down a few ladlefuls, replaced the lid, and only then turned toward the watcher. The wolf was distinctive, even lying half-hidden in the cool shadows under the car. Personally, Tori thought the look was ridiculous, but it wasn’t her fault or her choice, so he kept his mouth shut about it. “Did you need something?”
If she didn’t, he’d find a task for her. Preparations for the approaching winter were under full swing, and they couldn’t afford idle hands. Food, water, and firewood to be collected and stored, getting everyone outfitted with warm enough gear, reinforcing and insulating the train cars and the outlying buildings… And, as always, training Tenderfeet.
OOC: Kinda low on action, sorry. D8 BUT I WAS THINKING she could be there to tell him they're low on water/some sort of food/etc, or maybe she found something weird while on patrol that she wants him to look at, or there's something she wants to learn (Ik she was trained in combat, but what kind? Maybe she just really wants to know how to punch people Idk XDD) or she's got a complaint. JUST IDEAS FEEL FREE TO DO WHATEVS.
It was finally her day off. That kind of thing was a distant memory to the shifter but one that she was certainly thankful for. Recently things had been rather busy but they were starting to cool off her and her hunting group had a day’s break before resuming their usual duties. Queenie was more than ready for a nice relaxing day with no last minute emergencies to rush away to. Her last day off had been ruined by a certain person’s reappearance and her whole head was confused by the event. Today was going to be totally uneventful; that was all she wanted for now.
The blonde stretched silently on her bed before sitting up and swinging her legs round the side. The mattress was starting to fall apart but at least she had more than others. After growing up as a princess, the shifter wasn’t exactly ready to give up every piece of comfort she had. Constant hunger was bad enough but difficulty sleeping was not something she was willing to compromise on. Of course, she had gone to great pains to acquire such a thing, but to Queenie it was all worth it.
Sliding her boots on, she stood up and raised her arms in another stretch. Queenie walked towards the door and opened it, letting the breeze run over her bare arms. “Allez avoir besoin d’une veste,” she murmured, walking back to retrieve her jacket before exiting the car. Queenie slipped her jacket on just before she shifted into her other form, running alongside the train cars. Looking up at the sky, she noted the position of the sun, and estimated the time from that. There was still plenty of day remaining and Queenie was ready to make the most of it.
The sun was warm but Queenie didn’t regret putting her jacket on. Once she shifted back she would be needing it in the evening. Midday sun was horribly hot but the evenings were cold and Queenie didn’t feel like a run back to her sleeping car to retrieve the jacket. Of course for now she would definitely need to find some shade to lie in if she wanted to stay in her wolf form. It was only a little further to the main cars, and that’s where all the action would be. Tenderfoot training was exactly the kind of entertainment she needed on her day off, both to amuse her and distract her from her thoughts.
A fight was just beginning as Queenie found a nice spot in the shade of the train. Her black patches helped her blend into the dark but her bright yellow stood out more than she wanted it to. Still, she was quiet enough to not be noticed by the tenderfoot as she watched the training fight. He wasn’t doing too badly, but there was no way he could win a proper fight against his trainer, let alone anyone. Queenie wasn’t entirely sure who was training the new kid, but she figured once he was in his human form he might be more recognisable. A lynx was an impressive shift though and Queenie found herself enthralled in his graceful yet deadly manoeuvres.
The hunter’s eyes narrowed slightly as she watched the trainer shift back. Though she had never spoken to him, she recognised the Fallen Delta immediately. Tori, she recalled his name to be. Higher ups tended to irk the young woman but she was quite glad she had run into him. Queenie was unsure if anyone had reported the Carna that had drawn far too close to the border lately. There were also those Carna who had made it past the fence. It was highly disconcerting and the Delta probably should be made aware of it. Then there was the matter of winter supplies.
As he walked closer to the cart, Queenie noted she was spotted and raised her head off her paws. Tori spoke and the wolf nodded slowly, rising off the floor and shifting back into her other form. In one graceful motion, Queenie removed her jacket and tied it around her waist, all the while taking a few steps towards the Delta. “Oui, actually. O’, je m’appelle Queenie,” she replied, the response instinctively coming in her native tongue. “A few zings ‘ave come up recently,” Queenie said, trying to make her French accent seem as understandable as possible. Since being thrown into the Menagerie, her accent had softened somewhat, but a few sounds were still impossible for the princess.
“Did you know zair were Carna on ze border and across eet?” A frown crossed her expression as she leaned against the train car, her eyes still on Tori. “We managed to get zem back but I do not know ‘ow long before zey come again.” It was highly disconcerting for attacks at this time of year. Fallen were desperately trying to get as much food hidden away as they could before winter struck and made prey scarce. To have Carna attacking on top of that only presented more difficulties than they were capable of handling. “Zair is also less prey closer een. EEf we were allowed to ‘unt further, eet might ‘elp, no?”
Translations | Allez avoir besoin d'une veste = Going to need a vest Je m'appelle Queenie = my name is Queenie
OOC | I officially hate writing in accents... Probs not gonna do it again but at least I tried and now you know how she sounds DX Also yah she complains a lot...
Last Edit: Dec 13, 2014 21:59:32 GMT -5 by Queenie
twenty-three - arctic wolf + bumblebee mutation - fallen hunter - straight - still in love with her ex