Crest recoiled as a crazy man sprinted over to them. She rested a hand on her machete on instinct, sensing some high tensions. Her eyes widened at his hostile tone and the mention of the giant dildo. Well.. what a kind way to greet people. And for one thing, she was pretty sure she wasn't an asshole. Well... as far as she knew that was.
Crest watched as the woman in the chair started to wheel herself forward, but was stopped by one of the men who told her to stay back for now. What a nice gesture to protect her. Crest felt a surge of panic. Maybe she should help them? She was pretty good at swords, so she at least could help defend the wheelchair bound woman at close range. She cursed her idea not to takea the danged pistol she'd found on the body of the bandit. Maybe she was rotten at shooting, but that didn't mean her enemies had to know that. She could have maybe bluffed her way through this situation. Though.. looking at the woman who'd been the first to greet her when she'd approached, Crest could see that the guns thing was already taken care of. She was laying on the ground, aiming a gun and readying for a fight.
Scarcely knowing these people, Crest didn't want to say anything. However, she also didn't like how on her team there was a woman in a wheelchair. Out here wasn't necessarily wheelchair accessible. Crest moved slightly closer to the woman in the wheelchair, slightly shifting herself so she was between the shouting weirdo and the woman. She rested a hand this time on one of her combat knives. If all else failed she could just throw it at his head or chest. Something buzzed inside of her, telling he she should be capable of throwing a knife.
Beast boy was sprinting down a long hallway as a faceless creature was chasing him. Glancing back over his shoulder, he stopped short as he saw just exactly who the creature.. no.. creatures were. Mento, Robotman, Negative Man, Elasti-Girl, and Chief. Beastboy stopped, his face filled with horror as they all just stared at him, their dead eyes glistening. 'why didn't you help us' Chief spoke. 'you could have stopped everything' elasti-girl murmured. They reached for him, their hands turning into claws as they tore away at his flesh before piling on top of his chest so he couldn't breath.
Jolting awake, Beastboy let out a shout as he realized a giant rock was laying on his body. A few minutes passed before he turned into T-rex again and shook the rock off his body before shifting back to his normal human form. It took him several moments to regain his composure, trembling as he shook his head to clear his mind. Thinking back, his heart still racing, he recalled what had happened a few moments earlier.
They'd cornered Lex Luthor and he'd shifted into a T-rex. The tiny arms were pretty much useless, but the amount of fear this form generated was wonderful. Any of his dinosaur shifts usually made lesser villains run away in fear. He'd been focusing on Lex Luthor as the dust was stirred up around them, and a massive blue portal appeared from nothing and Luther was sucked inside. As Nightwing called for a retreat, he growled, not liking the idea of letting Lex Luthor just escape. However, he could definitely agree he didn't like the idea of being sucked into the portal. He dug his hind claws into the ground, using the weight of his body and swishing his tail to remain in place. However, he soon saw the others getting sucked into the portal, and felt himself slowly being drug backwards by the sheer force of the wind. His muscles tensed as he tried his hardest to fight against the wind. However, as soon as he saw both Nightwing and Raven get sucked into the portal, he stopped, delivering a worried roar in their direction. That moment he turned around, the portal's wind sucked up a rather large rock, which collided with his body, causing him to let go of the ground in a moment of shock. This moment was enough to lift him into the portal and take him to the other side.
And now.. well.. it looked like they were in the same place.. except.. everything felt different. The air smelled different, and there were unfamiliar people scattered on the ground around the titans. Unease filled his thoughts as he scanned the area. "Okay.. Nightwing.. i know you are probably busy.. but i just had to ask. Where the hell are we and why does everything smell like a library? Oh.. and what's with the random people here? Should we attack them? Or.. just stare at each other for a while?"
@Otaku95 wow, that is a cute little snake. Alright, i put it under reserved characters. Look forward to seeing your application. If you think you know anyone else who might be interested, send them this way. I was hoping to have more people interacting. I want to start at a minimum of four.
Human: (she can take on many human shapes, but this is her true form she most frequently takes on)
Anima:
Anima: Octopus Marking: Three black circle markings on her left wrist. Abilities: Can change the color, pigment and shape of her body and face (however, she can not imitate certain body types if she lacks the muscle mass to do so.. this means she can't imitate fat people or extremely tall people). She is capable of painlessly delivering venom capable of killing most creatures. She can flatten her body to fit through very tight spaces, and use her suction cups to climb. If she does not want to be seen then she can blend into her surroundings, and is even capable of copying textures, and patterns(though she has trouble with certain patterns (like checkerboard). Sometimes her emotions get the better of her and she will flash colors depending on her mood. If she is startled she will revert to her original human form. She can also shoot ink when she is afraid and has automatizing limbs. (this basically means she can tear off her arms and they will grow back, however this takes time.) She has not mastered any of these abilities just yet, and frequently makes mistakes. Personality: Nia is rather mysterious and appears to have a calming, soothing effect on those around her. She can be a bit blunt at time when making observations. History: Nia was born into poverty, in the upper portion of the slums. She had a mother, a father, and a younger sister named Beatrice. Her father was an abusive drug addict who would hurt Nia, her mother, and Beatrice whenever he would get angry. Nia and Beatrice's only escape was when their mother took them to the Aquarium. It was a rare treat to see the creatures of the deep, and for a while, they could pretend they weren't constantly living in fear. There was also lots of food to eat here, people would throw away perfectly good food, and Beatrice and Nia would just eat until their stomachs were full to burst.
Beatrice was far weaker than Nia, being two years younger. Nia made the choice to say sarcastic things to her father, causing him to vent his beatings onto her instead of her sister. When Nia turned six, her father went on a rampage. He started breaking things, shoved Nia's mother down a flight of stairs and threw Beatrice into a kitchen cabinet. Fearing for her life, Nia picked up a kitchen knife. As her father lunged at her, she held the knife in two hands and flinched. However, the blow never came, and she opened her eyes just in time to see the light die from her Father's eyes. Her mother went into panic mode and disposed of all the evidence, burying the knife in a construction yard and dumping his body into a ravine in the slums.
Without their father supporting them, they immediately fell on hard times. Even worse was when Beatrice came down with a deadly illness. They were unable to do a thing as they watched Beatrice waste away and finally die. Before she left, she spread the disease to Nia and her mother. Knowing they would not survive, Nia's mother scraped together the last of their funds and took Nia to the Aquarium. Not wanting her daughter to die the same way Beatrice did, Nia's mother dumped the extremely weak Beatrice into the fish tank. Instead of dying as her mother had planned, Nia gained her anima.
When Nia made her way home from the Aquarium, she found her mother had hung herself, leaving a handwritten note detailing her shame and guilt. So Nia was left on her own. She was soon found and captured by slavers who put her put her up for auction on the black market. After seeing what she could do, the nearby owner of the brothel bought Nia with the plans to transform her into the perfect pleasure slave. Nia refused her first customer and was given lashes as punishment. In the middle of her beating, an assassin leaped through the window and slit the throat of the owner of the brothel. She begged the assassin to take her with him. (because anything was better than this life). After learning of her abilities to change the shape of her face and body, the Assassin agreed and took her under his wing, taking him to his guild where she is currently in training.
Crest stared at the group of people wondering why the heck they would ever want to open a vault. She thought about it for a moment before voicing what was in her mind, her brow furrowed. "Why would you want to open a vault? Aren't they just giant testing labs for humans? I mean... they had they put a panther in one for gods sake... and for all you know there could be some kind of giant vault monster, or freakish mutant crab people inside!"
As a moment passed, Crest realized what she said and blinked in shock. Apparently she knew something about vaults.. though the part about crab people was definitely her imagination running wild. She rubbed her temples, trying to recall more. The harder she tried to remember, the more rapidly the information seemed to escape, leaving her with the void once more.
AHhh.. you made me think for a long time on whether i should allow this or not. I've decided that its such a good idea, i will allow ONE character to be created from extinct creatures. However, the person who applies MUST provide a valid reason how their character received said anima.
I am going to have to regulate this idea very closely though. I don't want any dinosaur that is too big, (imagine a Titanosaur, a fully grown man doesn't even reach their knee.) I will add this to the rules.
Information: +Anima are humans who possess animal like abilities, or (in extreme cases), the ability to transform into a full anthro-animal form. Each +Anima has a symbol or birthmark-like etching on their bodies, indicating and relating to what Anima-Spirit lives within them.
There is one recorded case of a person being born as +Anima, because the conditions for such an event are exceedingly rare. (as such only one of this type of anima will exist in the thread) An Anima is absorbed through the sheer will and need to survive. The two common conditions for absorption of an Anima are: -The person is usually between the ages of about 10-18. (usually but not always) -They are having a near-death experience
Some +Anima are genetically created, as an Anima can be obtained through implantation surgery, the process can be unstable. Vice versa, an Anima can be extracted through surgery, in which the marking is removed and the animal-spirit contained. At the age of maturity, or when they no longer need the Anima, +Anima tend to lose their Anima and become human again, though some adults retain it through puberty, or throughout their entire lives, depending on the circumstances.
+Anima are seen as less than humans and are kept and sold as slaves very commonly. However, there are some free +Anima in the world. These Anima normally keep their markings hidden because it is a sign of being an outcast. (and it may or may not get them killed/enslaved/etc)
Rules: 1. You may only chose ONE animal for your character to have.. and those animals may NOT include any mythological creatures (that includes dragons, unicorns, gryphons, etc) 2. This will be an active RP, so you may get left behind if you do not post once every day. 3. i will only be accepting one of each type of animal (i dont want six wolves and nothing else, be creative people) 4. Romance/Love interests allowed, but must feel natural. Also, nothing too intense... no sex scenes please.. just fade to black if you feel this is so necessary.. 5. Characters will be accepted by me according to quality. 6. This Rp will have some mature and darker undertones, as a warning. 7. This Rp takes place in the past, around the time where cars were only owned by extremely rich people. 8. No god modding please. its a huge pet peeve of mine. 9. I am allowing one anima who has an extinct animal to join the Rp. (this means anything from the dinosaur family, and any animals who existed during the ice age.) However, they must provide a detailed explanation of how their character received their anima (it can't be just randomly received.) I will also highly regulate this character so they aren't overpowered compared to the others. 10. Please write at least one paragraph for your character's bio and try to make it diverse from the other characters.
Octopus Snake Bat
Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: (try to be detailed or use a picture if you can find one. If you want you can go with human form and animal form and) Anima: Marking: (this is essentially a tattoo-like marking on their body which marks them as an anima. Abilities: (keep these within the animals abilities please Personality: Doesn't have to be long, as the personalities should be founded in the RP, but put a general impression here. History: (try to make this detailed please)
THE VILLAGE Coliseum: Think of this as a massive Labyrinth, where Anima of all breeds are released with giant weapons. They are promised their freedom if they can find the center of this maze. However, they make things more interesting by releasing wild animals into the pits, and finding the most unstable Anima they can. They also will award much needed items like food and medicine to Anima who kill other Anima. This leads to a very toxic environment where Anima are killing other Anima to survive. However, rarely teams are formed between Anima. Large bleachers are set around the entire Coliseum, allowing people to watch the fighters and make bets on who they think will win. It is possible to escape the Coliseum, though it is extremely difficult. And those who do emerge from the Coliseum are forever changed by the experiences within. Slums: This is where the poorer populations live. It ranges from people living in the street to families living in ramshackle sheds with leaky roofs. People here are usually malnourished and unhealthy. This is the birthplace of most prostitutes, and tends to be where shady back door deals happen. There is a secret door in the slums which leads to the black market. Black Market: This is where smuggled goods are sold. You can buy anything here, from unregistered Anima to weapons. This seems to be a popular hangout for thieves.
More will be added as the Rp progresses.
Glitter: An extremely addictive drug which makes the user forget. Overuse of this will eventually make these effects permanent, erasing chunks of memory from people's minds. This ends with the user overdosing when they forget they've just taken glitter and take a double dose.
Instinct kicking in Elysia planted her feet squarely in the ground, lowered her shoulder and ducked. The Great Jaggi slammed into her, winding her for a moment, but her center of gravity was far lower than his. The thunk of impact sent the creature fumbling clumsily backwards. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT? DICK!" She yelled, another Jaggi fastened its teeth into her arm, but she didn't even feel it, automatically jamming a fist into its face, which made it yelp in surprise, allowing her to slice its head off in one clean swoop.
And then, the other hunters, three of them, who probably thought she was insane. Whatever, she'd fought a pack of Jaggi before and survived... more or less in tact. A few broken ribs.. nothing really serious.
"NO YOU IDIOT, SCREAMING ENRAGES THE GREAT JAGGI." True to her word, the screaming seemed to affect the Great Jaagi. It surely had enough of her shouting. Scraping its talons against the ground, it charged towards her. And she was more than ready for the charge. As its teeth lunged for her she heaved her weapon in a downward ark, sinking it into the beast's head. However, the beast wasn't quite done fighting.. or living. It wrenched away from her, effectively ripping the axe from her hands. "Sh-" Elysia swore. What a time for her danged switch axe to lose its sharpness. She backed away slightly, clenching her hands into fists. Well, all else failed she could just.. punch it.. right.. punch it. idiot she scolded herself.
The weight of her axe still in the creature's head, its neck drooped and it slowed, wavering back and forth as it attempted to continue towards her. It wasn't moving very quickly, and it seemed close to death.
"SHOOT IT IN THE F****ING FACE!" She shouted, glancing to the man with the projectile weapon.
Amarante: -Boss Battle/Genocide Boss -Mini Plot/Main Plot/Dateable
Shadow: - Mini Boss Battle/Hardmode Boss/Genocide boss (depending on the way you decide to play Genocide, Shadow can become a Hardmode Boss) -Mini Plot/Main Plot/other purpose