Roleplaying

She moved throught the crowds, glancing around uncomfortably. She swallowed, hoping that she didn't get into any trouble. The lab she had known as her home since she was a little girl was much unlike this place-- in which was dirty, crowded, and very spacious. She sighed, and watched her breath come out as an almost steam-like white, amused.

Smiling to herself, she decided that it wouldn't be too hard to search around. After all, maybe some of her sisters escaped? Although it was unlikely with only 50 in total she's heard of from the lab, some of them may have escaped. The ones in low level security like she was, that is.

Walking out into the world again, Limmose took a deep breath merely tasting the 'fresh' air of New York. His eyes darted, looking around and with a smile underneath his mask he stretched out his arms and said in a amused voice. “Honey....I am home, did you miss me? I'm sure you did...” He then started to walk on, looking around more as he smelt food, gas, dirt, some other things drifting in the air. Snapping his fingers slightly he was thinking about this 'contract' given. He smiled again, thinking while he twirled some of the chains in and out of his fingers. “I don’t need the money right? Don’t need that for anything. I have a small amount at least still for food but...what else would I need...well I am not going to think about that now. Might as well pay attention to what I was assigned to do. Hunt 'them' down, bring them back alive or dead....seems easy. Just another big game hunt. Done it before, but might as well practice while I do this again, bit rusty from them cops jabbing me about it. 'Smart' little cops with there wonderful toys.”

He continued on, snapping his fingers as he got to the side walk. Looking back and forth at some of the cars, just stood their staring in. Now now, if I were a intelligent creature where would I go first if I escaped... He hummed in his head. He looked up a bit at the sun and smiled. Now...I think I shall go get some food...still hungry from the slop they have been giving me. He started to walk down the sidewalk, some ways which were crowded he went through alleys and tried to keep out of sight. He didn’t want to walk among the 'beast' he would rather eat the food they make then stay around them as they walk and talk about. He didn’t want to be apart of that ruckus, just wanted a meal and to be on his way.

Looking around, she herself decided to escape from the crowd. It make her clausterphobic. Too many people at once in one space. Only used to less then 10 in the same room as her, it wasn't unusual why she felt that way. Stuffing her hands into the coat's pockets, she uneasily felt the green paper bills she took from the guard. The poor guy didn't even know she was one of the things he was supposed to be guarding against. After all, with creatures like she was... people needed protection from them. Make sure less things happen by keeping people out. 

Another sigh was let out, she didn't know how much they were worth. Nor did she know how much of it she took. They were covered in markings, and she had no idea how to read, spell, or write. After all; she was only an experimental subject.

Not looking where she was going; she bumped into Limmose, mumbling an apology under her breath after her shoulder accidently hit his side. 'Better not attract too much attention to myself.' she mused.

Limmose made a grunt when she bumped into him. He seemed to turn and stair at her a bit watching her, mumbling under his breath. “apologies, apologies....they get you no where...kids and teens looking at their phones and nails glancing like small puppy’s, innocent to the world...not so innocent when they give you a broken bone or a rusted spike to the face because of their clumsy-” as he was about to finish with his displeased words he himself tripped over a can while not paying attention. He fell face first into the ground, bruising his nose and making him bleed a little. He gave a slight sharp toned laugh. Gah forgot how much this hurt...made myself look like a fool in the process, just great. No better then the girl. Limmose thought bitterly. The chains around his wrist's seemed to clank a bit before he got back up, his mask seemed to fall off at that moment. He picked it up and brushed it off before rubbing his nose on the end of his cote. “darn ground never did any good for this world...course there is always gravity to blame for that excuse.

He stared at her, his eyes merely showing more of the cold heart being he was. “Your lucky I am not in the mood for dealing with anything right now hands on, rather get some food then to waste around other humans...and prey. After all, young woman like you shouldn’t be in a dark alleyway where no one can hear your screams” He spat out with a dark tone. Merely not amused with the world right now, Limmose at this point was as mad as a starved hungered rattle snake. Was in no mood for messing around nor standing by to act all sweet and kind to his prey and other predators around him. He didn’t need it, he wanted to find his food, prepare, and get on with the hunt. No if, and, or buts on the way. 

Basion, merely looking at this contract he received while listening to Infected Mushroom's music known as Now is Gold. He couldn’t help but smile as he twirled a pen in his hand, merely thinking about the information given. All that money, all the possibility’s, it could show his parents he made a good choice or give him a excuses to do more. He smiled and hummed, sitting on a bench and having his cheese burger by his side as he took small bites out of it. So, contracted to hunt down 'dangerous' beings. This will be quite fun knowing the competition, maybe I can learn something from each one. Or maybe I can study the failures they make to ensure I don’t acquire any. Learning from mistakes is valuable. Watching people get harmed by their mistakes, even more so. He couldn’t help but smile as he thought this. After he was done thinking a bit, he noticed he finished his burger. He then got up and tossed the paper in a near by trashcan, then started to walk around to observe and sketch the area.

He couldn’t help but continue to humm the music as he went on. He would look up once and awhile to notice one or two people staring at him, he would merely smile and nods his head and pretended they were not their at times. He had on his good old fire breathing iguana on, couldn’t help but smile rather enjoying the shirt. Maybe I should buy a camera with the money, to take pictures of where I have been? But I have my tablet so what should that matter. Just need to continue on, just need to think of a place to easily spot people from and I will be fine. He continued on down the sidewalk with the crowd, tapping his pencil against his chin. 

"It's so cold out here, and I'm getting rather hungry," said 12. "Maybe if we ask some nice looking people they'll let us stay at there place and give us something to eat!"

"No, stupid!" snapped 13. "It's two dangerous, there are people hunting for us and our kind! If we're not careful we could get into a trap. I think we'd better find a sheltered place to sleep in the woods, and find something to eat out there. Maybe we can work together to kill a deer."

"What?!" cried 12. "I don't want to eat raw meat! And I don't want to kill a poor, beautiful, sweet, innocent creature! And I don't want to sleep outdoors!"

"I know it sucks, but if we don't start living like this and getting used to it, we probably won't survive! And please try to be quieter, you'll draw attention to yourself, stupid!"

"Don't call me stupid!"

"Whatever, stupid." 13 grabbed 12's hand and tried to pull her along, but 12 yanked her hand away and refused to move. They glared at each other.

Current Settings:

Manhatten, New York, USA.

New York, New York, USA.

Past Settings:

"You can't hide it in your smile;

Can't hide it in your style;

Sorry to tell you miss glass girl--

--we know who you are."

13 females escaped, 13 females with tattoos. They shimmer like glass, pure in their form, eyes seemingly having a certain shine... but they're not really human. That's why we're sent to retrieve them.

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Glass Tattoos is an RP with a simple plot; less then ordinary humanoids have escaped some sort of project. These all are female subjects, and all of them have glass-like markings, and the people sent to retrieve them don't know the truth of the situation. Given little briefing, they were told simply to bring them back--

--dead or alive.

13 female humanoids with glass-like 'tattoo' markings covering their bodies have escaped an undercover experimental facility, used for god-knows-what. Marking these humanoids as just plain highly dangerous females to a select few, they tell them to do a simple job-- bring them back, dead or alive. Everyone chosen for this are all hitmen, specifically those with a high reputation of completeing their jobs.

Each of them having been offered half a billion dollars for every female returned, most of them accepted. Though, the reason for them being hunted down was never explained to them, they set out.

You're either one of the Tattoo'd females, or one of the hitmen, struggling either for cash, or in order to survive. The question though, is if they really plan to pay you... or maybe, they'd shoot you dead too..?

Basic Rules:

Follow the normal EX rules.

Be respectful of others, and please don't god-mod other's characters.

You cannot have more then 4 characters, and only 1 of them can be nonkillable.

None of the Glass Tattoo'd females can be nonkillable.

Character Design Rules:

For HitMen:

Hitmen can in fact just be serial killers offered an outing on their death throw and the money, meaning sure, you can have people who've slaughtered a bunch of people for no reason. The funner, the better, right?

Hitmen must have had a good record in at least managing to kill people.

They cannot be all-powerful.

Please, no over-sexualized characters.

For Glass-Tattoo'd:

All have to be female, normally pretty ones, or just ones who'd stand out in a crowd.

They all have to have fangs, retractable or not is your choice.

They all have to have retractable claws.

Normally, they'd have some sort of a furless tail. Optional.

All have to have light colored eyes, and not of deep hues. (Ex. Pale blue)

They can in fact have a 'true' form, aka a feral form that they can change into. It cannot look like just a normal housecat or something, and these forms generally won't have long fur on anywhere except for a mane as an exceptional.

Character Requirements:

Basics:

Include this;

Intellegence: (Puzzle solving and quick thinking)

Stamina: (How long they can do physical stuff)

Endurance: (Like to pain)

Strength: (How much they can carry, etc.)

Speed: (How fast they can run and do other things.)

Level:

in your extras info for your character. you have to fill it out, with 5 being the max number for them, and using only 15 points throughout the stats. Level must start out as 1. Leveling up is through posting often, you gain a new level (giving you 1 more point to put in your stats) every time you post 5 times in total with one single character. Max. level is 25, and whenever you get to level 5, your stat max is boosted to up to 10 per stat. There'll be a new post telling the poster whenever they level up publicly to everyone.

What are stats for?

They're being used in order to make sure that all characters are balanced out, to reward active posters, and to make sure that say, a character with only 2 speed cannot outrun a character with 4.

What if I need more info on the things already enlisted?

Just send a PM to the RP admin, Undead Soldier (#6674).