Roleplaying

"Wait! Rammy--!" I shouted, then chased after the faster, younger boy, tripping because of the tail sewn onto me. I felt a spark of pain, then slowly got up. I heard him mutter something, then I quickly ran and stopped behind you. "Rammy... are you--"

"Tony... I... I want to spend more time out here... I-..."

"..."

"Its... beautiful... something that I haven't been able to see for so long..."

"...You want to be alone?" I asked him, and I saw him nod, whispering, "Yes.. please..." a smile was bore across his face, not one  of mischief or a fake one, a real one.

It... it felt wonderful! As if my heart was about to burst, this joy! This happiness! It was something that I was sure to never feel again, this wonderful feeling as if I suddenly belonged and everything was wonderful again.

"I... smell blood. Don't you, Rain~?" Arbie cooed, snapping me out of this almost dream-like trance of happiness. What he said mattered now... and I could smell it. Something must have been wounded, or it was a corpse. That scent smelt good, almost captivating...

"We should check it out... it might be something of our best interest, hmm?" Arbie cooed more softly.

Kazimoto then jumped out the window as well, being followed by Ketzuma. The two of them ran for it, not even stopping to look. They ran into the forest and disappeared out of sight. Kazimoto was running, he knew he could not stop for the others might hunt him down. Everything was quiet though. Finally Kazimoto found a cave to rest in. "Oh thank goodness." He muttered letting himself flop on the ground tired. He rolled around then found a place to sleep. Ketzuma found a mountain near by and called that his home. Ketzuma just laid on the tip area of the mountain. 

After searching for a long time and almost giving up, Tara saw a deer standing nearby, hidden in the foliage, munching the plants. She knew nothing about hunting, so she just charged at the deer, it looked like she was close enough to get it, anyway. But the deer was faster, ran away and vanished.

Tara's stomach growled. Now she was hungrier than ever. I wonder if I should stay a vegetarian, she thought. She took a mouthful of plants and tried to chew them, but it was difficult with  wolf teeth, and she knew there was a reason carnivores like wolves could not be vegetarians. If a wolf only ate plants, it would probably die.

Oh well, it was nice to be outside after being locked indoors after so long. She rolled onto her back and kicked her legs around, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight and the softness of the dirt and grass.

She was so busy rolling around, she didn't notice the other monster sneaking up on her. Not until it chomped her, and started attacking. She yelped, and attacked back, then she quickly ran. She found a place to hide, then curled up in a ball, trembling. I've gotta be more careful, she thought, I've only been out a little while, and I'm already wounded...

I ran in the direction to see a rather large human-like wolf thing... wounded. Looking, I could also see whatever attacked it. That's when I felt a wet slimy liquid start to drip down from my hair and ears, almost getting into my eyes. I wiped it off, seeing that it was part of the Infection. I looked at the ground after a bit and said in a cold tone of voice;

"Your... blood... it smells good."

"It smells lovely... just... wonderful... but perhaps our little friend here who hurt her has a better scent..?"

I looked at the monster, and nodded slightly.

"Um... Th-th-thank you for not eating me..." Tara stammered. She stared at the young man, still quaking violently. He looked so cold... And hungry... Maybe I should try to make friends with him, she thought. Then he'd be less likely to change his mind about eating me, and I'd be less likely to get eaten by someone else... And I've never had a friend before... But if I offend him, I probably will get eaten... Well, I guess I'll risk it.

"Er... could we maybe... uh... be friends?" she said.

But then she felt eyes boring into her back. She turned to looked, and to her horror she saw that her attacker was still there.

Then before the monster could attack there was a loud bang. A man dressed up as a doctor shot the creature. "Yay a new prize....And such love ly blood. Makes me hungry even though I am full. But those humans are far more tasty er. But his bones are thick enough to make my new toy." The man laughed inhumanely. "Oh and who are all of you? Cannibals like me? Or that pathetic creature I killed? Mmmmmm you look tasty, but i shouldn't, your brains probably taste horrible. But I should. But I shouldn't." The doctor said confused. He laughed creepily before walking off with the other dead monster. "Such fun fun fun eating your brain, oh what a wonderful dayyyy~" The doctor hummed creepily.

Tara remembered all those nature documentaries she watched when she human. In nature documentaries, only the strongest and most determined to live survived, the weak were all killed off in cruel, painful ways. Basically, you got tracked down, eaten and digested by a predator, bigger and stronger than you. And even if you wanted to live very badly, and were strong but not quite strong enough, you ended up in someone's stomach. No matter how bad the audience felt for the poor little things, it always, always worked like that.

 Tara realized her life had become exactly like those nature documentaries. If she wanted to last longer than a day, she had to be as strong and determined to live as she possibly could. She struggled to her feet, her fur stood up, she bared her teeth and snarled, mostly at her attacker, but also at the young man in case he decided he wanted to eat her after all. But she was wounded and could barely stand, standing hurt her badly... but she tried not to show she was in pain, only fierceness...

I stared at the new arrival; that man... he... he gave off this feeling, like that of what would be described as a terrible phobia. Arbie let out an unearthly shreak that plainly told back off, the Infection's jaws leaked some of it's terrible black goop, splattering it upon the fresh, green grass beneath. "D...dun..." I started to stutter, and took a step back. This man... he... "He wants to kill you, probaly use you just like HE did..." The moment the sly infection mentioned HIM, my eyes alit with icy cold fear and hate, a painful mix. Not to meantion that all of my body still felt as if it was alit with flames.

"We need something. Then we'd stop hurting; the pain will go away. It has to be something living, or what used to be living... we need to get to that carcass."

Being ordered around by someone only you seemed to understand seemed weird enough, but what kind of need was Arbie talking about, anyways?

When rattlebones heard the growling he then said. "Such lovely creatures you are though. But I don't want to waste food." Rattlebones said, he then took out his chain saw and revved it. When it turned on he started to cut the other monster with a chain saw, and when he was done he licked his chain saw while it was still on and moving, without even slicing his tong. He then turned it off and held out his hand for the others to shake. "I am Rattlebones. AKA Doctor Deathshire. I used to be a sain human till I ate my own mother and found her quite taste." Rattlebones said approaching them. "And I Looooooovvvvvvveeeeeee brains!" He yelled licking his chainsaw.

"G-g-get... away!" I said, backing up a bit, then taking a dash to the remains of the corpse. I have had no idea what Abby was planing... until he started to consume the remains.

"A-Arbie! S-stop!" I said, stuttering. I couldn't really do anything; I felt frozen, then I glanced over at the Doctor... what sort of Dr. he was, I wasn't so keen on finding out. "Done. Now lets test this out..."

Arbie's jaws opened wide, and he seemed to grow in size to ware he was over twice as large as I am. I stared amazed, and creep -ed out.

 

Arbie hissed at the Doctor, a warning. One of 'Dont get any closer'

The doctor laghed. "Such lovely skull you have, and such a lovely preditor to. But this is my TERITORY and your intrudeing on my hunting grounds. Now unless you want to play a game or drink some blood with me I WILL EAT YOU!" The doctor said laghing. He was unfased. He laghed looking at Raino. The doctor then riped off his own arm and threw it on the ground. "I dont need to be pushed by a worthless preditor that is scared of me." The doctor said eating his own arm. "My oh my so this is what I tast like." the doctor laghed.

"K-keep away from me--!" I said, unnerved, just wanting him to not come anywhere near me. Sure... Tony was all messed up physically... but this man, he was a monster. A true monster. Messed up in mind, and now in body. He has eaten of his own kin, ate his own flesh, and have killed for a terrible want. Another gargling hiss came from Abby, I felt like I just wanted to hide behind him and never come out until Abby did something that he said he would do many times to Tony and the others, but never got to do.

"Personally, I don't think I'd like the kinds of games you'd like," Tara said, keeping a safe distance from the doctor, "but I might drink some blood with you... I haven't eaten for awhile... But not his blood," she said, looking at the young man whose tail was feasting on the dead creature... She didn't know anybody's tail could actually do that... "And not my own, either," she said, trying not to look at the horrible sight of the doctor eating his own arm.

But then the doctor looked at her hungrily, and her courage vanished. The young man looked like he was trying to hide behind his own tail... It looked like a pretty ferocious tail, Tara decided to hide behind it too... So she did, but not before quickly grabbing a chunk of the dead monster to chew on while she nervously watched the doctor from behind the young man's tail.

I made a small 'Eep' noise as soon as the erm... wolf... hid along behind Abby too. Arbie rose up, and made a loud hissing noise to attempt to ward off anyone who means harm to me. "These things are probaly going to kill you or harm you like HE did!"

"Come on-! Hurry... hide me!"

Not what I was hopeing for. Arbie opened his jaws and snapped them shut around most of me, open enough toware he didnt bite off himself. I was more then... slightly.... alarmed at this. It was probaly one of his signs of... affection... just plainly an odd way...

His mansion and the huge basement where we were kept for 2 years. Has an indoor pool, and over 50 rooms in total, 47 of them in which are locked.

The Courtyard -

A large Courtyard surrounding the Mansion, over grown with weeds because of too little care. It extends out into the forest.

 

The Forest -

A large forest, with many trees in it and five clearings, only two of them in which are large. It has forest critters of all kinds, including deer.

 

The City -

One of the other places we once called home. The only other place was one of the farmlands. It is too large for people to continue to look for people more then a year and a half after they disappear, yet small enough for most of the social people to know nearly everyone.

 

Farm Lands -

Three farms, each in which have a huge corn or wheat field could have been one of our homes, even though two of them have been sold to someone else in the past year.

 

The Old Windmill -

Broke down 7 years ago; is now residence to mold, damp environments, and mice.

He is the fallen;

And we are the forgotten.

At First it seemed like just a game; a sweet party with our dearest of friends; Trent. His birthday had come up and we were over at his house for the party, to congratulate and spend some time with him. Everything on our end was just perfect-- then came Trent's father. He seemed almost like a predator, the way he was extra friendly with us, the look in his eyes when we accepted the drinks...

That man offered us to stay for the night. He had enough rooms, he said. Like the fools we were we accepted, some of us will never forget that smile he made...

2 years and we haven't seen the sunlight after that night. Yet one day, while checking up on us, he dies. His keys slip out, and we have the chance to be free yet again.

But the question remains;

Could we be accepted even though we are what we are now?

Trent was one of the first to die throughout the experiments, and he died a month after they begun. It was fall when his birthday was, meaning that it is yet again fall, 2 years afterwards.

You have been stuck and experimented on for two years until 'he' died. Now you have the chance to escape, but the scars and marks run deep on you.

Exhibited's Normal Role Play Rules Are Of Course Still Rules In This RP.

Please refrain from having super-powers; only physical changes from chemicals and other things might be in effect.

You must have 2 characters or more, and at least for one of them to be kill able. UNLESS YOUR ONLY CHARACTER IS KILLABLE. You can have max 3 nonkillable characters.

KILLING ALLOWED

By marking a player as killable you hereby agree to allowing others to kill that character.

No making a Girl-Friend or Boyfriend for yourself if you have already made your characters and is active in the RP. Only when you first make your characters are you allowed to make a boyfriend/girlfriend for your character, and after that you must get permission from another Role Player to become your character's Girlfriend/boyfriend.

Keep Romance at a mild level; this Role Play is not focused on romance, so please no more then kissing/cuddling... 

Actually work on your descriptions, please! No simple descriptions like 'He is short and has red hair, blue eyes', please attempt to flesh out your characters a bit. ;)

 

NOTE;

Normal People; ALLOWED; ALL NEW PEOPLE MUST BE NORMALS~

You can be a Wolf-Man or a Chimera.
They cannot be wearing any extra accessories since those would have been taken away;
As said in the plot and history they where supposivly at a birthday Party before knocking out and being experimented on.

They where held there for two years, and they still have the same clothes as before, or they could have a night gown. ^^

Infection is a closed kind; and you may only join it if you have been granted my permssion. ;)