the bulletin summer, year one
update june 3, 2023
A decision has been made to address the recent lapse in activity. Please head to our Discord to check out the details and to start discussing whether we'd like to make changes to our breeding season. Happy writing!
update february 1, 2023
We've made some adjustments to our fertility system! Be sure to check out our mating guide for more info and stop by the Discord with any questions.
update january 19, 2023
Happy New Year! We've made a few changes to our guidebook to reflect recent discussions and make some changes official. Be sure to check these and other updates (including news about our BETA period and the upcoming breeding season) in our Discord announcements!
update december 14, 2022
Miasma is officially open and accepting character applications! Our community will remain closed for now, but we plan to open up invitations to other writers in a few weeks. With this decision, however, keep in mind that things here will be extremely slow plot-wise. Have patience for your fellow writers and enjoy your time with each other. Aside from that, a few other notes we'd like to address are outlined in our Discord announcements.
update july 10, 2022
Everything with Miasma is just now coming together. Stay tuned for more news updates, changes, additions, and for the rp to start!
update july 08, 2022
Work on Miasma has only recently started with the setup on a host and configuring myBB. The process may take a while but hopefully we are able to rp on these boards soon. In the meantime you are still able to write on the jcink boards. If you are stumbling upon this page, welcome! Please check out our discord.
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#1 - - | posted: 01-31-2023, 07:56 AM
Dionysus rumbled with fury he was barely keeping a lid on as the cold muck seeped further into his fur. It wasn't just soaking wet in this fucking bog, it was cold and wet. He could barely feel his toes. Rib had brown-grey snow-slush and mud caked to the skull's normally pristine, smoothed curves and edges. Dionysus' beautiful pelt stuck out in spiky, wet, half-frozen clumps and spikes and cowlicks from his various slips, pitfalls, and general slogging through the muck. It'd been too gradual an entrance, and by the time he realized he was in a mess, he couldn't turn back to get around it.

Huffing through his nose sharply, Dionysus pulled a dark paw free of the grassy mud and flung it forward to try to take another step. His paw sunk into the slush and wet soil, then kept sinking, a hidden sudden dip in the terrain tilting him forward. The cold muck touched his chin and Dionysus jerked his head up, ears slicked to his skull as he scanned the terrain before him, searching half-desperately for dry-ish land. He'd swum in more welcoming stormy seas before, saltwater burning his nose and lungs.
Dionysus Rogue
Age: 3 years old
Pronouns: he/his
Sex:
amab
Height: Giant [mutation]
Weight: Average
Build: Slender
Health:
Chronic Illness
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
23500
5 posts • 1 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#2 - - | posted: 01-31-2023, 08:09 AM (This post was last modified: 01-31-2023, 08:10 AM by Pipin.)
Oh now this was more favorable terrain. Where one struggled, the other survived. Pipin moved through the mire like a creature of habit, having learned from his time with his prior pack. He was nearly a shadow as he slipped through the landscape with his eyes set ahead. There was the faintest humming coming from him, as he was in good spirits today. The fogginess wasn't there. A clear mind led to clear thoughts which led to soft cornflower eyes alighting on the auburn boy before him, only just now garnering his attention in the distance. A yearling, malleable and fresh... and as attention-seeking as a beacon on the horizon.

Pipin's pace slowed, his ears perking up. A red coat like this was more unique than the richer ginger tones of his usual fascination. Each step slowed the closer he got. His eyes flicking to the skull the boy carried with him, to the disheveled fur, to the fact that the near-child was alone in the world by himself. The sandy man's tongue flicked across his nose as the intensity of his expression deepened.

And so began the game of cat and mouse.
Pipin Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Tall
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
32320
7 posts • 2 threads
Cardé • Any Pronouns
Eastern • Cardéstal#0508
#3 - - | posted: 01-31-2023, 09:48 AM
Stomp. Schlup! Stomp. Schlup! Stomp.

Pause. Dionysus lifted his head, feeling like an elk chased into deep snow. The kind that knew it was doomed by its mistake but who couldn't stop thrashing against nature's trap, flurries swirling around the razor-sharp hooves as the creature tried to fling itself free from the heavy snow and ice's cold cling like the icy fingers of death.

That wasn't Dionysus' fate. No way. Dion wasn't an elk he was...a sea serpent. Graceful, undulating in the depthless blue-black ocean's loving grasp. Nothing could fuck with him in his element-He just wasn't in his element right now. Not to worry, though, because he was nothing if not adaptable. His mother would have accepted nothing less.

A frustrated grunt, and he gave a mighty and flailing attempt to launch himself through the mire, a jump weighed down by the cold mud clinging to his limbs. But, he was partly free, for his front paws' clumsy attempt to get the fuck out of this mess had found somewhat solid, somewhat dry land. Shock, Dionysus dropped his jaw open to give a triumphant laugh, the slight success bolstering his spirits almost instantly. Though, he immediately has to scramble to snatch Rib back up, a whined apology dying in his throat as he collected himself, the familiar weight of the bone in his mouth as grounding as the sigh of the waves on the shore and the scent of brine.

Dion dug his claws in, entirely zeroed in on his bid for freedom from the muck, blissfully unaware he was under observation-If he had been, his behavior would have been much different.
Dionysus Rogue
Age: 3 years old
Pronouns: he/his
Sex:
amab
Height: Giant [mutation]
Weight: Average
Build: Slender
Health:
Chronic Illness
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
23500
5 posts • 1 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#4 - - | posted: 02-06-2023, 02:59 AM
At first, Pipin thought he'd mis-stepped and made noise. The movements of the wolf were erratic. Jumping away, coming back to grab some sort of skull, and then leaping away again to run. It was enough to spring his own body into action. He moved through the mire not out of familiarity to the ground itself, but of the nature of the habitat. Unfortunately, it was the former that was his downfall as his paws erupted through the crunchy surface of frozen mire and plunged him into mud up to his elbows.

He swore lightly, under his breath, and hauled himself free. And then he was surging forward to catch up to the red beast. His paws also kicking up mud. His right foreleg and his chest were now slathered in cold and quickly stiffening mud that formed cracks revealing his creamy toned leg beneath.

The frigid air that filled his lungs was invigorating. He sought to close the distance between them before anything else. If he failed, or tripped up, he'd just call it a game. No big deal. Nothing to see here. Probably.

he's just trying to close the distance
Agility roll results: 1d20+2: 7
Pipin Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Tall
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
32320
7 posts • 2 threads
Cardé • Any Pronouns
Eastern • Cardéstal#0508
#5 - - | posted: 02-07-2023, 04:05 AM
Dionysus mostly only heard his own heart pounding in his ears as he hauled himself free fully of the muck, Rib firmly cradled in his teeth. Once perched on the little patch of dry land, Dionysus gave a pleased huff, shaking any loose mud or cold water off his coat as best he could. He was still a messed, but he was a little less weighed down. He eyed the mire surrounding his little island warily, unsure how to navigate his next move.
Dionysus Rogue
Age: 3 years old
Pronouns: he/his
Sex:
amab
Height: Giant [mutation]
Weight: Average
Build: Slender
Health:
Chronic Illness
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
23500
5 posts • 1 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#6 - - | posted: 05-31-2023, 06:30 AM
Pipin crouched low to the ground, his amber eyes fixated on his quarry. The wolf before him, bathed in a deep, rich red hue reminiscent of aged wine, seemed unaware of the looming danger. A cruel grin tugged at the corners of Pipin's mouth as he watched Dionysus struggle to free himself from the muck. The thrill of the hunt coursed through his veins, fueling his determination.

As Dionysus managed to haul himself onto a small patch of dry land, shaking off the clinging mud and water, Pipin observed with predatory intensity. His brawny frame remained hidden, poised to strike at the perfect moment. He relished the sight of Dionysus, still a mess but slightly lighter, unaware of the imminent danger lurking in the shadows.

The scent of anticipation mingled with the musk of the surrounding wilderness, further fueling Pipin's relentless pursuit. He calculated his next move, contemplating the treacherous terrain that separated him from his unsuspecting prey. With a cold and calculating gaze, Pipin silently mapped out a path to close the distance between them.

Pipin's paws tingled with eagerness, his muscles coiled, ready to unleash his primal instincts upon Dionysus. The thrill of the chase, the taste of victory, and the satisfaction of asserting his dominance drove him forward. Every step was measured, every movement deliberate as he closed in on his quarry, his mind consumed by the hunt.
Pipin Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Tall
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
32320
7 posts • 2 threads
Cardé • Any Pronouns
Eastern • Cardéstal#0508
#7 - - | posted: 06-05-2023, 02:52 AM
Dionysus set Rib down with all the reverence of handling a newborn babe, not a long-bleached hunk of bone. At the same moment, though, his ear flicked, twitching to catch the sound of movement nearby. A prickle of intuition crawled uncomfortably up the young wolf's spine, and his head snapped up.

It was only his frantic swiveling of Dion's skull that brought the agouti man barreling toward him into view. Adrenaline flooded Dionysus' blood, a sensation like an electric jolt and ice crystals forming in his muscles zapping through him as he pinned his ears back. "Oh shit?!" He half-yelped, half-snarled, dropping his head on instinct but otherwise scrambling ill-preparedly, unsure whether to try to bolt into the mire or brace for impact or try to scare the creep off.

What a day!
Dionysus Rogue
Age: 3 years old
Pronouns: he/his
Sex:
amab
Height: Giant [mutation]
Weight: Average
Build: Slender
Health:
Chronic Illness
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
23500
5 posts • 1 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#8 - - | posted: 06-10-2023, 06:44 AM
Pipin lunged forward, his powerful muscles propelling him through the muddy terrain. He let out a low growl as he closed in on Dionysus, the thrill of the hunt coursing through his veins. His heart pounded in his chest as he prepared to unleash his primal instincts upon his unsuspecting prey.

As he reached Dionysus, Pipin launched himself forward, his jaws gaping wide. He sought to close his teeth on the young wolf's neck, where he might secure a grip. Anticipation of the taste of blood practically filled his mouth as he savored the rush of adrenaline.

Like a wolf after a deer, Pipin was focused on one thing and one thing only.
Pipin Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Tall
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
32320
7 posts • 2 threads
Cardé • Any Pronouns
Eastern • Cardéstal#0508
#9 - - | posted: 06-17-2023, 03:48 AM
There was a glimmer of lilac, and Dionysus might have been struck by the exotic beauty rising from the mire if not for the bared teeth and snarling warning of violence.

He had been shocked, mostly to find he wasn't alone, but he was no Merlot if he was the type to just stand here and take whatever violence came his way. He'd return it threefold, no matter what side the victory came down on. He lifted his lips away from his teeth, hackles stiffening instinctively along his spin, though no display of impending doom halted the wolf's teeth from sinking into the thick, loose skin of Dion's neck. Outraged at the insult, and the potential marring of Dionysus' great beauty, he twisted in the grasp, his own fangs seeking purchase as he shoved his weight into the other male.

ATTACK: biting (anywhere within reach considering positioning)
DEFENSE: Ears pinned, stance braced, tail tucked
INJURIES: bite wound, side? of neck
ROLL:
Strength roll results: 1d20+2: 7
Dionysus Rogue
Age: 3 years old
Pronouns: he/his
Sex:
amab
Height: Giant [mutation]
Weight: Average
Build: Slender
Health:
Chronic Illness
STRAGLCHRINTLCK
23500
5 posts • 1 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160


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