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TOPIC | The Turnover [PRIVATE]
Welcome to Turnover RP

Plot: Breeders all around the world breed there dragons to the strongest of all! Until the dragons turn on them...

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Admins:
Garaco
Vo1cano (Me)
chibicoolcat
Welcome to Turnover RP

Plot: Breeders all around the world breed there dragons to the strongest of all! Until the dragons turn on them...

Message me to get a place in the RP!

Before starting please enter a bio of your character!

Name:
Age:
Bio:
Anything else?:

Admins:
Garaco
Vo1cano (Me)
chibicoolcat
Name: Chase
Age: 12
Bio: A young that loves dragons until the outbreak.
Anything else?: Is a orphan.
Name: Chase
Age: 12
Bio: A young that loves dragons until the outbreak.
Anything else?: Is a orphan.
Many years ago, we lived in peace alongside the dragons. Now, they have turned upon us and turned our beautiful land into a dusty wasteland. Supplies are limited, meat is rare. We have formed groups and built small towns. We must grow our own food and ration it. This roleplay takes place in a small town called Night Vale. We get many dragon attacks, and our leader is one of the only people who still owns a tame dragon. Our goal is to find others who own dragons and make peace with the beasts who we once lived together with. This is The Turnover.
Many years ago, we lived in peace alongside the dragons. Now, they have turned upon us and turned our beautiful land into a dusty wasteland. Supplies are limited, meat is rare. We have formed groups and built small towns. We must grow our own food and ration it. This roleplay takes place in a small town called Night Vale. We get many dragon attacks, and our leader is one of the only people who still owns a tame dragon. Our goal is to find others who own dragons and make peace with the beasts who we once lived together with. This is The Turnover.
Name: Knighte
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Bio: A young woman who was badly scarred in a fight with one of her dragons in the outbreak. She has many burns and scars on her back. She hides them under a hooded black cape.
Other: Lonely, prefers not to talk and only speaks to her mentor.
Name: Knighte
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Bio: A young woman who was badly scarred in a fight with one of her dragons in the outbreak. She has many burns and scars on her back. She hides them under a hooded black cape.
Other: Lonely, prefers not to talk and only speaks to her mentor.
Chase walks through the wasteland alone, he is boiling hot. Up ahead he sees a small town in ruins and he runs towards it not knowing what is in store.
Chase walks through the wasteland alone, he is boiling hot. Up ahead he sees a small town in ruins and he runs towards it not knowing what is in store.
Knighte travels across the ruins, leaping from building to building, searching for anything interesting. She spots a young boy and jumps into the shadows before he notices her.
Knighte travels across the ruins, leaping from building to building, searching for anything interesting. She spots a young boy and jumps into the shadows before he notices her.
Chase catches a shadow at the corner of his eye and walks towards it with nerves of steel.
Chase catches a shadow at the corner of his eye and walks towards it with nerves of steel.
Knighte draws a small knife, the blade carved from her dead dragon's tooth and the hilt wrapped with the dragon's skin. She tenses, ready to fight if she has to.
Knighte draws a small knife, the blade carved from her dead dragon's tooth and the hilt wrapped with the dragon's skin. She tenses, ready to fight if she has to.
Chase sweats with tears dropping on the sandy terrain, he draws closer while drawing a chipped snake fang dagger.
Chase sweats with tears dropping on the sandy terrain, he draws closer while drawing a chipped snake fang dagger.
Knighte silently drops her weapon and stares at the young boy before her, takes in his tatted clothes and broken knife and begins to approach.
Knighte silently drops her weapon and stares at the young boy before her, takes in his tatted clothes and broken knife and begins to approach.