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11:14pm Jul 22 2012
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(Kay, here's the thread :3 Do I need to type up the plot?)
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11:17pm Jul 22 2012
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(Yes please)
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11:26pm Jul 22 2012
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11:33pm Jul 22 2012
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(Kay :3 I'll post it along with a bio soon.)
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11:37pm Jul 22 2012
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(OK)
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12:00am Jul 23 2012
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~Bio~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Deion of species: (just so we have an idea of what our version of a certain species may be, because there are so many versions of stuff like vampires XD)
Looks:
Powers:
Pets:
History: (Optional)
Personality: (Optional)
Family:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other:
~Plot/setting~
It's been millions of years since the humans world 'ended'. The pure-blooded humans are almost gone, and even the half-bloods are rare, not that we care. All they did was kill the world. The birds, beasts, bugs and mages have stepped out of the shadows and are relativity free. Survival is becoming harder and harder as the second tick by. Evolution has accelerated to a point where you never know what's your prey and what's your predator. In the urban jungle, the humans work is crumbling to dust, but many a creature can scratch a living out of the stone. In the habitats unscared by the humans tyranny, you'll never sink your teeth into a wink of sleep. These forest's are alive, far more literally than you might think. We don't have much technology, but any one of us can grow wings in a week!
(The plot is written how some of my characters from the future speak. That's why it's so weird XD)
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12:23am Jul 23 2012
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Name:
Corey Cox
Age:
25
Gender: Male
Species: Human mutant
Deion of species: A normal human that has had something happen before they are born that changed the way that they are when they are born.
Looks: As a part of his mutation, he is an albino so his eyes are red, and his hair is naturally white but he is bald as he shaves his head regularly. He wears whatever clothes he can find as he lives on the street (usually tattered). He always wears something to cover his eyes because of his mutation.
Powers: Can turn anything with a heartbeat into pure steel if he looks at it without something covering his eyes. Pets: None
History: Grew up on the streets living off of scraps. He never knew his parents (he wasn't actually born of parents but conjured out of the earth but he doesn't know that). He came up with the name Corey Cox himself. He never got an education but can speak english. He discovered his powers when he looked at a rat and noticed it turned shiny and stopped moving.
Personality: Always quite sad because he has never met anyone else and he only has animals for company. Most of the animals want to kill him. Quite shy as he hasn't met another human.
Family: None
Likes: Shelter, Clothes, Warmth, Animals
Dislikes: Rats, other animals that want to kill him, having this "curse" that he calls his mutation
Other: Thinks of his powers as a "curse". Has a collection of the animals that have tried to kill him, all steel statues.
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12:32am Jul 23 2012
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Name: Ebony Scarlock
Age: She'll never tell, but she looks in her mid twenties.
Gender: Female
Species: Aramuk
Deion of species: Aramuk are a race of shape-shifters that have two forms, one human and one feline. In human form, an Aramuk looks like your average human, with greatly enhanced senses. In feline form, they grow to about the size of your average house cat. In both forms Aramuk have the ability to evolve rapidly, over the course of a few days instead of a few million years, almost like their habitat molds an individual to fit in. For whatever reason, it's generally the feline form that changes, growing quills, or gaining the ability to stand and walk bipedal, while the human form is remained mostly untouched. Aramuk also have nine lives, this has drawbacks that quickly become clear to anyone who has known an Aramuk through the course of more than one of its lives. They come in handy from a 'staying alive' point of view though.
Looks: Ebony is slim and slightly taller than average with messy black hair that falls to her waist. Her eyes are a strange greeny-yellow colour and are spent half their time glaring. Ebony typically wears a pair of black cargo pants and a dark teal shirt accompanied by a black velvet waistcoat. She also has become attached to a dark green beret and a long tattered velvet coat.
Powers: Ebony is incredibly skilled at anything to do with telepathy. Mind reading, mind control, sending and receiving thoughts, you name it, but luckily, she uses it only when she needs to or to show off, to stop herself from going power crazy. She can also transform from human, to cat and back whenever she wants, though this is more of an ability than a power as every Aramuk can do this. Ebony can travel through time but she keeps this a secret and guards her with her life.
Pets: Nope.
History: She'd rather not tell.
Personality: Roleplay it out.
Family: She doesn't know and doesn't care.
Likes: Pigeons
Blood
Being able to show off
Being cryptic
Dislikes:
Canaries, especially yellow ones
Being beaten
A lot of other things
Other: She was what Aramuk call an 'unsafe kit' at birth, so was dumped outside of her clouder's territory as soon as her ears had unsealed. (An Aramuk kit is classed as 'unsafe' if they have uncommon or potentially corrupting magical abilities, or adaptions that weren't passed on through blood. In Ebony's case, it was her telepathic ability)
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12:40am Jul 23 2012
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(Should we start then?)
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1:00am Jul 23 2012
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Name: Crawford Quail
Age: About 25, he doesn't really keep count.
Gender: Male
Species: Aramuk
Deion of species: Aramuk are a race of shape-shifters that have two forms, one human and one feline. In human form, an Aramuk looks like your average human, with greatly enhanced senses. In feline form, they grow to about the size of your average house cat. In both forms Aramuk have the ability to evolve rapidly, over the course of a few days instead of a few million years, almost like their habitat molds an individual to fit in. For whatever reason, it's generally the feline form that changes, growing quills, or gaining the ability to stand and walk bipedal, while the human form is remained mostly untouched. Aramuk also have nine lives, this has drawbacks that quickly become clear to anyone who has known an Aramuk through the course of more than one of its lives. They come in handy from a 'staying alive' point of view though.
Looks: Crawford's eyes are a sickly green colour, and his silvery hair is limp with no shine to it. He is of average height and if he were to bite you, or open his mouth wide, you'd notice that his molars are widely spaced. He is very nearly skin and bone, giving him a sharp and feral appearance. The clothes he wears are usually dirty, tattered unmatching rags, though he always wears a dirty coffee coloured scarf around his neck. (He'll happily explain why he wears the scarf if you ask, as long as Ebony's not in earshot.)
Powers: He has power over shadows, though he's not the best at using them, which frustrates his teacher to no end.
Pets: None
History: He'll tell parts of it if you ask.
Personality: Roleplay it out, cuz I'm lazy...
Family: Doesn't know, doesn't care.
Likes:
Not starving to death
Food
Warm food even more than the above
Not being close to losing a life.
Dislikes: Being close to losing a life
Sandy coloured dogs with quills
Starvation
Hunger
Being in a crouded place
Other: He has a poisonous bite, due to venom glands on both sides of his jaw. When he bites into something, the pressure pushes his gums back and venom pools into his mouth, and what he's bitten (he can also push his gums back with his tongue to release the venom). It's unkown what type of venom he uses, but it's incredibly deadly and fast working (once bitten, you've got five minutes tops). He's also an 'unsafe' kit.
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1:00am Jul 23 2012
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(Yep :D I'll post my intro soon.)
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1:18am Jul 23 2012
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Corey sat in his "cave" as he liked to call it. He was feeling lonely as usual. Slightly less lonely though, as his "cave" was filled with the steel statues of his predators. He had managed to just come across a few old scraps of food. A little mouldy, but better than nothing. The sunglasses over his eyes began to fall off, and he pushed them back on using his pinky finger.
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1:28am Jul 23 2012
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Ebony waded neck-deep through the dust and pigeon-mess that covered the floor of the old factory. She had the heads of three fat pigeons in her mouth, and had wolfed down a few eggs while she had been hunting. The sad thing was, two of them weren't even hers. They were for poor starving Crow-food who was searching the sewer below her paws for underfed rodents. The population of hunting-birds had suddenly skyrocketed, which in turn had killed most of the rats that called the sewers home, and starving the ones that had found shelter in the sewers. She wasn't letting the scrawny tom set so much as a whisker in her territory, but she couldn't let him starve. She dragged her kill out of the suffocating mess and out onto the crumbling streets, then proceeded to bolt down a narrow alleyway and into the relative safely of its shadows. She placed her prey on the ground so she could lick her claws clean.
Crawford turned back to double check the traps he had set earlier, hoping for a anything edible. He was currently in the form of an emaciated grey tabby cat, with drooping whiskers and dull eyes. He knew each second was bringing him closer to death by starvation, but he couldn't simply lay down and save his strength. Rats didn't just walk right into his mouth. He exhaled deeply and trudged onward through the dirty water.
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1:38am Jul 23 2012
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Corey decided it was probably time to do a bit of hunting in the sewers - one of the best spots to do hunting. Luckily, they were right underneath the floor on which he was sitting. It smelt, but he was used to it. He had been travelling his whole life and had never seen another living human around. He had heard whispers and such, but never investigated them. He descended into a hole in the ground of his cave and into the dark depths of the sewers below. He knew there were dead human corpses that the mutated rodants liked to feed on. The mutated ones tasted horrible, but again, better than the taste of starvation.
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1:49am Jul 23 2012
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Crawford's ears snapped forwards as he heard the sound of feet moving through the dirty water. Sounds bipedal... Crawford thought, though it might not be for long... He shrank back into the slime covered wall, hoping that whatever it was wouldn't notice him until it was close enough for him to sink his teeth into it. Or maybe it'll get it's leg caught in one of the snares, he thought.
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1:57am Jul 23 2012
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Corey, knowing the sewers like the back of his hand, as he had travelled through them his whole life, sensed a disturbance. He looked down and immediately saw a snare trap. How odd he thought, I don't remember setting that. I wonder if someones here with me. He got a sudden rush of fear and excitement at the thought of meeting another human. "Hello?" he called.
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2:16am Jul 23 2012
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Crawford blinked, either this creature is trying to lure me into a tarp, or it doesn't know how dangerous it is down here. Then again, it could be so powerful that it doesn't need to worry about the deadly stuff.
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2:18am Jul 23 2012
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Corey stepped over the first trap and, looking around for anything that moves, completely missed the 2nd trap which he stepped right on and was pulled up by the ankles and hung off of the roof.
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2:32am Jul 23 2012
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Crawford heard one of the snares being set off, and slowly and silently moved forward. I'll just make sure it's actually trapped...
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2:33am Jul 23 2012
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Corey was well and truly trapped. His sunglasses fell off his head as he hung there.
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