Roleplaying

Cyrus heard Rowan at the entrance. He sat up quick, drawing the knife. "Thought you were an intruder," he said. He put the knife away. "Br.....Cyrus," said Rowan. Cyrus arched his eyebrow. "You were about to call me brute," he said. He then froze. "Did you just call me by my real name?" asked Cyrus. He was shocked. He thought brute was going be the name Rowan would keep for him. "I need to tell you something," she said. "Is it about how we're going to attack or possibly capture one of the scientists?" asked Cyrus. When Rowan didn't answer the question, Cyrus's heart skipped a bit. "What am I next to die?" asked Cyrus. No, Cyrus wasn't next. "Cyrus.....I know who your prototype was," said Rowan. Cyrus was taken aback. "Prototype?" asked Cyrus. "What do you mean by that and who was he?" asked Cyrus, but he felt like he already knew the answer.

Kin and Mai's ears perked up at the word prototype and Kin remembered some things the scientists had said about her and Mai. "These two are going to that one guy who wants to make money off the adult entertainment industry right?" "Yeah but he's going to need us to find a way to replicate them without wings. But wings can be removed... The boss thinks we can breed them. They came to us old enough to get pregnant so odds are their fertility is still there. It's not like when we start out with pre pubescents those ones never develop ripe eggs. But these two do. Boss is pleased with these two huh?" "Very, and look at this cool knife the fox had that I took from her. It's mine now." Kin and Mai were reproductively viable possibly the only females out of the bunch... Kin was starting to get scared.

"Yeah, your prototype. As in, the person they created before you. You're an improved version." SHe told him.

"Or at least, you're supossed to be" She added in her head. Really, this guy had nothing on Morb.

"Just... thought that you would want to know. And actually..."

She looked around. The Lynx girl.... Angel might have been her prototype. None of the others had familiar combination, except for...

oh god. 

The lion boy. His combinaton was similar to her own, but... No no, it was different, right? Hawk, falcon, African lion, mountain lion? 

She decided not to think about it. The fact that there was one, possibly two "Improved versions" here was disturbing enough. Not that she was not used to things being disturbing, but still, it was a rather unpleasant thought.

Where was Rhett?

Cyrus looked at Kin and then looked at Rowan. "So if this guy was my prototype, and they killed him, then that makes me either a better and more improved version, or they just wanted a bigger challenge," said Cyrus. He was about to turn but halted. He stared at Rowan's face, studying her. There was something strikingly familiar about her....or was it her fusion? Quick as a flash, Cyrus ran up to her, cupping her face in his hands. "No....no, it can't be," said Cyrus, shaking his head. He released her, dodging whatever hits she was going to throw from him touching her. "You," he said, backing away as he pointed at her. "Why....huh? Tell me why you and Liam look the same," said Cyrus. "Are you his prototype? Is that why they wanted to retrieve him? To get back at you and make more improved versions to bring you out of hiding?" asked Cyrus. He shook his head. No, she's more cougar. Liam was more lion, thought Cyrus. That was it. They made Liam a stronger fusion. If lions and cougars were to actually meet in the wild, and fight, the lion would win due to a larger size and group mentality. But wait, Liam was several years older than Rowan. Unless the scientists gave him the injection after they saw that the little puma-hawk fusion wasn't cutting it right. Cyrus looked at Kin and Mai. "Prototypes? Do they have prototypes?" Cryus asked Rowan. "Huh, Liam....I-I mean Rowan?" asked Cyrus, shaking his head. Memories began to flash through his mind. He was only a child when the scientists threw him down to a chair, strapped him, and said, "We need a bigger and stronger fusion. His genes and blood type will do the trick." Cyrus was screaming until they gagged him. The memories caused Cyrus to growl. He shook his head, feeling his feral side coming to the fore. "No, no, not now," he said, trying to push it back. The memories of him getting the injection only made it worse. He snarled, his teeth sharpening into points. His ears flew back as his amber eyes turned red. "The memories....make it STOP!" he snarled, crouching and gripping the floor, tearing it with his nails, which were filed to a point. His tail curved.

Cyrus groaned. "Make it stop! The memories...they hurt!" he hollered. A bestial cry rang from his chest. "NO!" he yelled, shaking his head. His feral side was desperately trying to take over. The memories wouldn't stop, but Cyrus had a plan. "One of you, quick, take my knife or another knife and stab me in the right shoulder....do it!" he ordered. Liam used to do the same with a needle when Cyrus would go mad from past experiences. The right shoulder somehow stopped his feral side, maybe because Cyrus's right side was stronger. Cyrus growled, feeling the feral coming. "DO IT!" he snarled.

Rowan snarled and jerked away from him when he grabbed her. She swiped at his head, but he dodged it. 

"I don't KNOW. I may have very well been your frien's prototype."

So...His name was Liam. 

"And if they have prototypes," Rowan nodded at Kin and Mai. "I have not met them."

Rowan flicked her tail. 

"Actully... I MIGHT have met Kin's. That may have been Kodi..."

Her voice trailed off. Kodi had been the first one of them to die. "Us prototypes are a bit different than you though. We were altered in the womb and trainedfrom birth.  That's why there's a bit of an age difference. You were all changed when you were... well, older than not.. born..."

Rowan trailed off again. The brute was... what the heck was he doing? Morb had sometimes had what they called "Episodes" but they were nothing like that. 

He was yelling for someone to stab him in the shoulder. THat... she did so.

Then she jumped back.

Kin stabbed Cyrus in the arm. She didn't go deep because she didn't want to hurt him. She and Mai looked at each other nervously. Mai seemed to remember what the scientists had said about them and put her hand on her stomach. Kin did the same. Their shared ovulation time was coming up. They didn't even know how it would affect the men around them. Kin knew if Cyrus went nuts she'd offer herself up to protect Mai. She was alpha and she had to look after Mai. But part of Kin feared for the resulting child. Adult entertainment... No life for a child to grow into. She and Mai both knew what could face their children. If Cyrus lost it that could be potentially dangerous...

Cyrus cried out as he was stabbed. A knife in the right shoulder, and one in the arm. Cyrus clenched his teeth from the pain. "Thanks," he gritted, feeling his feral side die down. He was glad the knives didn't remain pierced in his skin. Cyrus sat back, breathing heavily. "Sorry, it was the memories," he said. "Once my mind is cleared and those scientists are dead, I won't have those memories any longer," said Cyrus. He looked down at his arm wound. "Thanks for not going deep, Kin," he said, looking her way. "And don't worry, I'd never hurt a pack member, even if I'm in a distrubed feral form," said Cyrus. Cyrus focused on the wound on his arm, with eyes gloing amber. He clenched his fist, feeling the veins rise. The wound began to heal, the skin reattaching. Cyrus exhaled deeply when he finished. The shoulder wound he healed as well, growling as he did so. When he finished, he rose, but regretted it. Cyrus hit his head on the ceiling. "Crap," he growled. "I forgot I was too tall," he said. The wolfman bent low and headed for the entrance, passing Rowan. "Thanks," he said. He poked his head out, with the rain still falling. Cyrus rolled his eyes and saw Rhett. "Rhett, bring your narrow behind in here," said Cyrus. "I know you love water but come on, dude, your wings," said Cyrus. He shot out of the entrance, flew over to Rhett, picked him up, and flew back into the shelter. He placed Rhett by the wall and then sat down himself, shaking the water from his hair.

Cyrus rested his head back and closed his eyes, drumming his fingers upon his abs. "So what's the plan, Rowan?" asked Cyrus, his eyes remaining closed.

Kin blushed and looked down... "You might not be able to help it..." Mai said "Heat." She was trying to be helpful. Kin said "Some of the boys back at the lab acted funny when Mai and I were ovulating. We had to be kept in isolation..." Kin was blushing and looking away. Mai was grinning "The scientists were acting funny too! We got all the 'contraband' foods we wanted off those fools." Kin laughed at that and said "That one orderly ran into the wall when I winked at him." Mai snorted and said "My favorite part of the month... Followed by misery." Kin said "Yeah and the one time I can't stand you." "Likewise. But we've always been like that at that time of the month."

Rowan glanced up.

"The plan?"

She paused, then sighed. 

"The plan is to get as far away from her as possible. This place is only going to besafe for so long, the sooner we get out of here the better... From what I've seen, the safest place to go... is West. It's harsh out there. One of my... friends... died there. He got sick and died. And there's these... things... out there. I don't know what they are. Failed expiriments, maybe. But they killed another one of my friends. Still, dealing with them is better than dealing with the scientists."

She realized with a jolt that she hd accidently revealed the cause of death for two of her friends. She had not intendedto do that... she had to keep the other three secret. But it was true. Kodi had always been sickly, the coyote boy with the wren wings. Always scraggly. He had gotten sick and died. Morb, the Brute's prototype, had gone down fighting the failed expirements. He had taken them all out, but died an hour fter from the injuries.

Cyrus's eyes popped open at the sound of "heat". "Heat?" he asked. "Oh God, is that's what's happening?" he asked. Cyrus looked at Kin and Mai. "Well luckily for you, I can control that 'heat sensing' thing a little," he said. "If I was some years younger, you'd probably be trouble," said Cyrus, chuckling a bit as he sat back. He then looked at Rowan when she explained herself. He sat up. "West?" he asked. "The whole point for us coming here was to escape the west," said Cyrus. His ears perked at the mention of the failed experiments. "Oh no, the rejects, as the head boss called them," said Cyrus. "He showed Liam, Gary, and I a clip of a helpless experiment being taken down by a group of those things are the experiment was camera collared," he said. "Liam almost threw up, I shook my head, and Gary just cried," said Cyrus. He looked at Rhett. "And Rhett here probably won't do so well in a harsh environment," he said. He looked over at Lexy. "I'd give her two days," he said. He then looked at Kin and Mai. He didn't want to say it, but he gave Mai four days. She or Lexy could be target number two. In a harsh environment like that, Cyrus's feral side would show more and more, but it'd be better controlled. The scientists tested and proved that.

Cyrus's protection skills would be off the charts. But he worried about encountering the failed experiments. They attacked that experiment with such savagry. Cyrus knew....or thought....his feral side had nothing on them. But he had an idea, he just didn't want to tell the others. "Fine, let's head to the west," he reluctantly said. "You're leading, I'm guarding," said Cyrus.

If anyone wants to know what the failed expiriments look like, google "The Rake" and hit images.

WARNING: DO NOT ACTUALLY DO THIS BECUASE IT IS SCARY AS ****.

Also, we're going to have to stop posts for a bit. I don't want striker to come back and have to reaad through 50 pages of rp, you know?

 

Striker, hey, if you're reading this you need to POST man!

For the longest time Lexy had just stayed in the corner a bit annoyed to be awake at that hour, but listening intently on their conversation. She had always known that they were nothing more than tools designed on the whims of some scientists with god complexes. Still it was infuriating to know that even after slipping their grip she was still being used by them--nothing more than an experiment. She tightened a hand into a fist snarling ‘so it`s all just some twisted game’ she thought with disgust ‘I won’t let those sick dastards use me like this’ she growled, an horrid phantasmagoria of her time as a captive that hell hole of a lab running through her mind.She ran her claws across the floor agitatedly as she heard Rowan mention that they had been sold. ‘My life is my own, no one else’s—just mine’ she stood up nodding at Cyrus as he implored her “absolutely” she said simply “I will not be a pawn in some scheme” she growled “I’d rather die” she folded her arms obstinately.

Then listening to Kin speak she started to get angry her eye twitching a little, she slammed her fist on the wall “listen to yourself” she said in disbelief “you almost sound like one of them” she furrowed her brow “this atrocity can’t be allowed continue—it must be stopped!” she affirmed passionately “this has to end with us” she sighed tightening her hand into a fish until she her own claws punctured her hands “I won’t allow anyone else to go through this” her eyes looked dangerous “no more, what they’ve done to us—it`s not right” she dropped her ears ‘because of this, I can never go home” she though dejectedly looking down at her clawed, bleeding hands “and what hope is that?” she asked Cyrus sternly “going from one examination table to another? Being indoctrinated into dogs of the military? So we can just be weapons? Pawns for the dark ambitions of some warmongering fanatics?” she stabbed verbally “I’d rather die” she huffed leaning against the wall, and closing her eyes “what’s the point of living if we can never be free again anyway?” she paused thinking for a moment, then sighed “one thing is for sure though—they can’t be allowed to get away with it” she said pensively “but I won’t be jumping out of any frying pans into any fires—it`s all or nothing” she made sure to stare at Kin while she spoke those words to emphasize her previous statement.

Having spoken her peace she went back to quietly listening, she wasn’t very fond of the others being described as ‘prototypes’ either, it sounded derogatory just like being described as an experiment; it made them all sound sub human, and she resented that, but she kept it to herself. Making sure to hang back for Cyrus`s little outburst. She was just staring at the ceiling locked in deep thought; there was much to consider, much to be heated about.

 

Rhett had managed to sleep through most of the commotion, the sound of rain only further serving to influence him into a trancelike state. It wasn’t until Cyrus started yelling that he was finally goaded awake. He yawned and rubbed his eyes sleepily; if it hadn’t been for the dim light of the fire he wouldn’t have been able to see a thing. Suddenly Cyrus grabbed him and he was being carried, and then sat down inside the shelter. He yawned again, then stood up and shook his wings sending water droplets flying all over the room until his feathers were ruffled.

“What’s going on?” he blinked obliviously as he smoothed the barbules of his ruffled feathers, locking them back together. This would assure that the remained water repellant. He listened to Rowan “so we’re moving?”Reluctance could be detected in his tone, he didn’t like the sound of things that kill attacking “but—but I like it here” he protested, feeling right at home in the tropics “do we really have to go?” he hoped she would change her mind.

Lexy dropped her ears listening to Rowan “are you kidding me?” she thought out loud “if your friends were killed out there, then why in the world would you want to go back there huh?” it just lacked the common sense in her mind, but she figured there had to be more to it, no one could be moronic enough to want to throw themselves into risky situations without solid grounds for doing so.

“So enlighten me” she started smartly “why is it that we are safer in the west than here?” she asked expectantly, ignoring Kin, Mai and Cyrus`s conversation right up until Cyrus said “I’ll give her two days" that is, she growled “hey what`s that supposed to mean?!” she snapped at him “I’m not some weak little girl you know—I’m more capable than you know” she insisted “I’ll have you know that I am much tougher than I look” she folded her arms, glaring at him rebelliously; her eyes demanding an apoligy. 

Just on the outside of the lab.

There are trees, about a half a mile of them completely surround the lab. Tall, loblolly pines. 

If you get farther out to the north, a snowy cliff.

To the east,also cliffs, but these are warmer. Less trees, but lots of rivers flow through.

You're going to hit a dead end if you go south, but it might work for you. It's a beach, and there is a tropical island about five miles off the coast.

Whatever you do... Don't go west.

Shh... They'll hear you.

If they catch you, then they'll take you back to the lab.

That's the last thing you want.

So spread your wings and fly, fight them, or outsmart them.

What you do now will change your life.

You my friend, are nothing more than an experiment.

You seem to be human at first glance. Then, upon further inspection, one would see your wings. 

If they look closer, they will see some other animal quality.

They will scream and run.

What do you think you are doing, running away from me?

I will find you.

You will regret this.

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...That all creeped you out, right? Unerved you a little? 

I wonder who was talking to you just them...hmm...

WHELP, anyway, here's the rules.

 

You have JUST NOW escaped the lab, that is where you start. (In the woods.) If you don't know, Loblolly pines are tall, skinny pines. they only have branches at the top. (Real life truffula trees, only a lot taller.)

You MUST have two Oc's. One will be killable, one not.

You have wings. The wings can look however you want.

 in addition to your wings, you also have some qualities from another animal. THis may be any real animal that is alive today, and you must use only ONE other animal. (EX: Cat ears and tail, fangs and snake eyes, gills and tinted skin.)

I controll all scientists/staff/wild animals/ things you will encounter if you make the poor decision to go west.

You do not pick which of your OC's is killable. I may kill either one of them.

Get my permission before killing an OC.

(Yes, I am being a controll freak with this RP, but I'm trying something new with it and I think it will be interesting.)

Quick note- You may encounter a person who goes by "Rowan," "Silver," "Menace," or any combination of these three names.. She seems to be an escapee from a while back... will she help or hurt you?

Pmme with questions BEFORE making a character.

Good luck then.

FORM

Name:

Gender:

Age:

Eye color:

Hair:

Animal characteristics:

Wings:

Personality:

Other: