Wars Of Dominance: Morphffer Wars

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Right, anyone and everyone can join this thread if they wish, it is mostly freeform, bar a few rules that will be necessary for the setting of this thread. I’ll outline the basics first hand, and I suggest you look at this following link to get a general idea of what is what: Morphffers

You can choose any species of animal whatsoever, if unsure of what to call the Morphffer version of the animal, pm me, and I’ll let you know. Post your character in the hall of records on this thread: Morphffer Character Profiles

Even though I’m taking part in this thread, I’ll be making sure that its all followed to correctly. There are no mutant or supernatural powers in this thread, there is only the ability to morph to and from your animalistic transformation, and the associated attributes with those animals (no combining other attributes, unless your character is a crossbreed).

Choose which faction you’re on, and hopefully, we’ll have enough to roleplay out the ongoing struggle for superior dominance. I’ll assign leadership roles of the different factions to those who are proven roleplayers (and those who pm me. First come, first serve).

And finally, of you want to bring in one of your ani-morphic/animalistic characters, please pm me so I can arrange a way for you to do it.

Now I’ve set the basic ground rules. Roleplay to your hearts content!

GBE

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((This is a start-up post, just to try and get the thread a decent opening.))

Kafka had been in training when he was swinging through the jungle, scouting for food, and keeping out of trouble in general. As he spun web line after web line from his wrists, and swang freely through the air, his hair flows and moves, almost rippling.

Suddenly, with a violent jerk, he's almost ripped out of the sky. He suddenly realises its one of his own, pulling him into hiding for some reason. Twisting in the air, he shoots a web line towards his training partners position, and ends up beneath a tree canopy.

As he reaches both shade and safety, all of the group point upwards towards something overhead. Flapping elegantly, was a small squadron of avians. An enemy to be feared. Kafka watches in amazment as they fly past, it was always a mesmerising sight.


Meanwhile:

Representatives of every high level clan, from almost every imaginable species, representing each world, some as of yet still unchartered by other species, due to difficulties in negotiations, treaties and cease-fires.

From what could be seen, many were stood, shouting angrily, at others, whether they were across the room, or stood next to one another. Most prominant were the Avians, stood there, looking incredibly proud, arrogant, war-like and peaceful all at the same time. Very few even dared to be near them, even their allies were sceptical about standing near them.

The representatives of the arachnid clans are pointing at the avians, who merely chuckle amongst themselves. If this is negotiations in progress, then just imagine when war is being actively instigated....

[Swix]

((May as well introduce Zila then ))

*A small group of about five Komodo Dragons moved through the trees, they'd basked in the sun earlier to get their blood warm and flowing it's best, allowing them to move at top efficiency. They'd been stalking this creature for a short while, and now it had stopped they'd moved to surround it*

*Zila was in her Komodo Dragon form, as were the others. This was a true hunt, where they relied on their animal senses and abilities rather than any technology*

*Zila slowly moved a large clawed foot forward, anticipating the kill. The creature they were stalking was a large herbivore, it's size making it formidable. It had hooves and long curved horns on it's head, and had sparse hair covering it's body*

*Zila scented the air, picking up the others positions. They were in the right places*

*The reptilian charged, the others got the signal and joined the charge. The herbivore, finding itself under attack with no hope of escape lowered it's horns and one of the younger, and less experienced reptilians who'd foolishly decided to go for the head*

*Zila took the opportunity as it presented itself, the herbivore itself charged at the young one, goring him with it's horns and then tossing it's head as a bull would. The reptilian flew through the air as though he weighed nothing, and Zila bit down hard and the herbivores now exposed neck, bringing it down*

*The hunt had been successful, although Zila did not give a second thought to what would happen to the young one. What had happened was his fault, and as far as she was concerned to Amphibians, or any other Morphffer clan that found him could have him. Lack of intelligence was not a desirable trait*