Cause I just wrote a kick rump song that has those lyrics in the chorus. I'll eventually get it recorded and on here so y'all can burn your eardrums out. XD

Whole chorus goes like this: Reality is waking me/Destruction is all I see/ Why cant it just let me be/Why cant it just let me sleep/ I just want to dream

blah blah blah blah blah....

Reality is finally/Better than all my dreams/You see me as I am/Reached out and took my hand/ I'll miss this when I dream 

>>dio/H3x9J3kZ/Dream.html" target="_blank">Click for fail song<<

Cause, ya know, not trusting should end with learning how to trust.....again. *bl
ink*

Random fantasy...I really dont care what you are...sucker, wulf, skinner, fairy, etc. Makes no difference to me, just so long as this stays semi-active. >>

Normal board rules apply

Lunars are NPC...Non-Playing Characters

Bio or freeform. Y'all should have this rule memorized

Semi-lit, please?

Post whether you'd like to hear my song or not to join. XD

A virus has swept through the world, a disease that causes once-humans to turn into primal beasts, called the Lunar. They slightly resemble Suckers, but they are a chalky white, often with crystal blue eyes.Extremely allergic to any metal; a scratch by the material will prove fatal. If they are in the sun for more than 2 hours they will loose consciousness.Longer than that andthey can say hasta luego to the world.

Lunar are strongest at night, seeming to draw strength from the sun. There are three types of Lunar...

Primal: The lowest level. They are incapable of individual thought , only savagery.

Hunter: Evolved Lunar. They have the same intellect as uninfected humans.

Stalker: The highest evolution. They are quick, agile, and extremely adaptable.

Can you survive this new world as one of the few surviving humans-or otherwise? The road will be hard, the buildings are abandoned, and noticeable ambushes mark the way.

Pray that you'll wake up and find this is only a dream... 

((Yus! Confusion is my specialty! :D

Which is why I shouldnt be up at 12 am with a cheesecake in the oven...

Ish just like "Whoa! Dude! Theres a zombie nomming your head!" Basically. Only...not zombies...))

[Oh-mai-gee, go here then. ^o^ xXx]

[An' can Det use her shapeshifter/elemental girl? O.O]

((Oh ho fun! :D Eye R zombeh! >D Wantchore brainz XD

Yes. :3))

[Dewd, Imma already be a zombie. O.O

"Quote"

Todeo tried to eat your brain, but you are already a zombie.

You stare blankly at one another for a few moments, then lurch off in separate directions.

"Quote"

((I know. I just felt like posting a link...Cause Im me like that. XD *lurches off*))

((Basically trying to survive the Lunars and find other people to be your peeps.

And epic battles. Lots and LOTS of battles... X) ))

((*Lurks*Might join.))

((Anyone can join. XD

Lurker.))

((Alright Tri. ^^

I'll start))

Two figures walked stealthily in the moonless night, sticking to the shadows the buildings in the quiet town created. Streets wound lazily in every direction and the breeze blew the early fallen leaves across the ground, their dry bodies scratching the pavement of the main street and on. It was a little town, and the common p*censored*erby would have to be told it was deserted to realize this...but the two Skin changers knew. They could smell it.

The tallest one stopped.

"Geeze, Lanen. Not even God would be up this late."

Lanen stopped and stared at her companion, spinning one of her daggers expertly. She was the size of a child, with roughly the same build; not the hourgl*censored* shape most women gained through puberty, but the sturdy and unwavering build of one who is accostomed to fighting for what she has gained. Her long hair reached to her knees, marked with high and low streaks.

The only 'imperfection' she had were the burns that marred her face, arms, and upper chest...scars she had gotten when falling-or pushed-into a fire so many years ago. A few lifetimes for most common people.

Her companion was tall; she only reached his chest, but then again, Lanen was 4'9''. His shaggy black hair was always kept from his eyes-one blue, one green- by simple flicks of his head. His build was extremely well muscled, but his personality belayed that.

Lanen grinned widely "It's not late, Talon. It's early."

((Nanen: http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2010/210/0/9/Ranger_Lanen___Yeah_by_Art_BandGeek.jpg

Havnt got one for Talon yet...))

Aki felt stomping, or maybe it was light tapping, or maybe it was the wind and her way too sensitive ears were reacting. The girl walked out onto the street and scrambled up the side of the house where a ladder led upwards. She peered about, but all she saw were two figures. She shrugged, unles they were her kind, she wouldn't be bothere. There was only one way to find out.

She let out a long stream of water and swirled it in her palm. As she let out the water, her short black hair carressed her face, giving her a pixie like look. With her other hand, she pushed it away, revealing blue markings that stretched from her palms, winded around her arms in a snake-like way and faded up her forehead. In the center of each palm was a symbol. On the left, the symbol was dark and it had three lines. Howeve, on the right, it was a very light mark that was a pari of wings over a small sguiggaly line.

Akilina covered them up again when the water grew out of control for a moment. She stood up, controlling the water. With a sigh, she took her pale skinned hand and pushed away her tunic that was ruffling in the wind. The cloak on her back was spreading out wind, but Aki didn't really care. She whipped the water out at the two people. If they reacted, they would live, if not. Well, she had killed before, and she would do it again, somehow she knew that the two would be one of the people like her (Lanen and Talon).