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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autumn begins september 23
As the vibrant Vale basks in the glory of the impending summer, the clear, spring weather takes on a new dimension. The days grow longer, and the sun's rays intensify, casting a warm and golden glow upon the landscape. Nature is in its full bloom, with a symphony of colors painting the valley in a tapestry of beauty. The abundance of life provides inhabitants with ample hunting grounds to hone their skills and provide for their friends and family.
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#1 - - | posted: 01-29-2023, 11:50 AM (This post was last modified: 01-29-2023, 12:24 PM by Axte.)
The caves had been full, lately. Full of new things, new noises, new smells. That didn't bode well, for the caves, or for their dwellers. It made Ferus nervous. In the darkness, tucked just inside one of the openings to the outside, a pair of slate eyes opened, pupils wide to drink the dim lighting from the dreary outdoors in. In the seconds that passed, the shapes of the cavern's walls and roof sketched themselves into existence, but Feru already knew what it looked like. Their tongue swiped at her nose, a yawn aching in the tendons holding her jaws together, before she glanced toward the outside. It wasn't warm enough to melt the snow, but not cold enough to properly solidify it. Feru made a face, preferring the dry, cool mixture of dust and stone they were curled on. No hunting outside today, then. The best she would likely do would be to stick her head out, and lap the clumps of wet snow off the grass trying to establish itself for a little refreshment.

Instead of venturing out, Ferus unfurled herself from her tidy ball of fur and stretched the sleep away, shaking the worst of the dust and stray, tiny rocks from her pelt. At the junction of the entrance of the cavern, a bit of wood sorrel was trying to survive the frost. Mercifully, Ferus shuffled toward it and dipped her head, pinching with her teeth near the base of the stems to nip the first leaves of the plant off, rolling the bitter leaves in her mouth thoughtfully as she turned to continue through the caves. She moved slowly, ears pricked, breaths slow, even and quiet. One of the smells drifting through the mildewy-cave-smell and her own scent was that of a fox. A stench so intense, Ferus could not help but follow it. Either the vile, musky creature would take its leave before the whole cave stank so badly Ferus couldn't differentiate between a mouse and her own shit, or it'd perish and feed Ferus. She didn't have a preference, although admittedly she sort of hoped the thing had already cleared out. She didn't want to have to haul the carcass into the cold sleet so she didn't have to keep smelling it. She liked the cave-scent. Subtle, stony, and most importantly consistent. Caves were always cold, and dark, and usually a bit wet, no matter the time of year. Reliable as her own habits were, when unbothered by things like yelling and skunks and foxes and shit like that.

She was a bit grumpy, yeah.
Ferus Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: she/they
Sex:
afab
Height: Average
Weight: Average
Build: Average
Health:
Healthy
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viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#2 - - | posted: 01-30-2023, 07:29 AM
He hadn’t caught the scent of the woman in the cave until he had already sought refuge within it. And then, well, it was such a nice break from the elements that Rudolph couldn’t be bothered to leave.

There were stale scents at the cave’s mouth, multiple wolves, but only one seemed to be residing there both stale and fresh. Female, most likely. Alone, probably. Even if she was angry at his presence, he was cocky enough to assume he could fend for himself if things went sour.

Now, there was the question of whether or not he wanted to say hello.
Rudolph Rogue
Age: 4 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Average
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
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Sabre • She/they
PST • Sab#5533
#3 - - | posted: 01-30-2023, 10:00 AM
Something new. She didn't notice it immediately, but when she did, her ears gave a bewildered, alarmed flicker.

Fresh, under cave-scent and the fox Feru still stalked. The wolf paused, ears twitching as they zeroed in on the shuffle of movement elsewhere in the caverns.

Another wolf. A more present threat to a great many things for Feru, but one she was less keen to take on than the fox. She stared into the depthless inner reaches of the caves, touched never by light but, on occasion, by the breath of their dweller. She could hide, lie in wait in the parts of the caves where she, and she alone, had the greatest advantage.

But she was still a wolf, all things considered, and they had instincts that chafed at the knowledge of another lupine on her territory. Slinking, they shuffled toward the light where the encroacher lingered.

Inside the caves, likely taking shelter from the chill or the wet. Inclement weather had driven many a weaker creature from the outside into the caverns...And into Ferus' waiting, hungry jaws.

They did not step into the light, but lingered in the shadows where the dim light from the cloud-filtered day could not reach its weak tendrils. There, Ferus simply stood, eyes trained on the distant, or as distant as she could make the wolf in the caves as they were set up, wolf. The only sound was the drip of water off stone onto more stone somewhere, and their breathing echoing off the walls, resounding as loud as any 'hello' in the enclosed space.
Ferus Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: she/they
Sex:
afab
Height: Average
Weight: Average
Build: Average
Health:
Healthy
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8 posts • 2 threads
viktor • any
gmt • giraffe#0160
#4 - - | posted: 01-31-2023, 07:18 AM
There was no greeting from the stranger, but there was confirmation that his nose had been correct. Rudolph hadn’t noticed her at first, though the sound of stirring—breathing?—made his eyes probe into the darkness.

There. She stood, watching him, and Rudolph tilted an ear back. The skin on the back of his neck prickled as he stared back at them.
Rudolph Rogue
Age: 4 years old
Pronouns: he/him
Sex:
Male
Height: Average
Weight: Average
Build: Bulky
Health:
Healthy
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Sabre • She/they
PST • Sab#5533
#5 - - | posted: 01-31-2023, 08:40 AM
Green eyes, brown pelt, the features took shape slowly as Feru's eyes adjusted and sorted the tan wolf's shapes from the backdrop of the dirt-coated cavern. He wasn't taller than any usual male, but his fur was either poofy from the chill or he was a little more muscled than she.

Feru didn't move, certainly didn't let on that they were patiently taking stock of the wolf before them. His ear twitched back. Their tongue slithered out to sweep across her nose, then rasped against her whiskers. Distantly she thought she should say something. She didn't particularly want to. When was the last time she'd spoken to another wolf? Time flitted amorphously in the caves. Her days functioned on her desires and her desires alone.

"Why are you here." She murmured, trying to come across as relatively non-threatening. Or, at least neutral. It felt unnatural.

Charisma roll results: 1d20+0: 7
Ferus Rogue
Age: 5 years old
Pronouns: she/they
Sex:
afab
Height: Average
Weight: Average
Build: Average
Health:
Healthy
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gmt • giraffe#0160


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