.M.U.T.A.T.E.D. || Rewrite || Semi-Advanced || Accepting ||

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:40 am

INTRODUCTION
I was looking through some of my old RPs from oh some time long, long ago, and I came across my RP "Mutated". This was one of my favorites, though I didn't get to post much, so that's why I'm bringing it back.
So go ahead and read the plot, rules, etc. and join if you're interested

PLOT
Isaac Jones was a normal man who lived a normal man's life. He lived alone in his apartment in a large, overpopulated city. He had attended a college of art, majoring in graphic design, but he ended up dropping out to become a freelance artist. He realized things weren't working out and tried to find a job, but things still were rough.
One night, after a failed business interview, Isaac was walking home by himself. The bus he usually rode only stopped a good four blocks from his home, and so the man had to walk the rest of the way there. It was around eleven-thirty when he passed by an alleyway and heard a faint noise coming from his left, from the alley. Isaac stopped walking and turned to face the alley, but there was no one there, nor was there anyone on the deserted streets. He shook the feeling off as him just being tired and frustrated with not being able to get hired and continued on his way home. Suddenly, there was the sound of running feet behind him, and just as Isaac whirled around, something heavy connected with the side of his head and he blacked out.
When he came to, Isaac's eyes were stung by the mid-day light. Immediately realizing something wrong, the man quickly scrambled to his feet, but soon found it hard to stand on two legs. He crashed down and, groaning, clawed his way into a sitting position. He was in the same alley he had passed last night, and Isaac turned to face a piece of broken mirror...and his hear nearly leaped out of his chest. There, staring back at him wasn't his own human reflection but one of a white tiger. He jumped to his feet and backed up from the mirror, but stopped when a small hiss alerted him of an enemy behind him. The tiger turned around to see a kestrel crouching low on top of a trash can, wings spread above it's head, but it looked unsure whether or not to attack. After they both realized that the other was no threat, and found out that both of them had been knocked out last night and winded up here, the kestrel, Lee, said that if Isaac concentrated on being human again, he would change back, cloths and all.
After the two of them regained their human forms, they ran into more people who had also faced the same predicament as they did...They all knew that there had to be an antidote to change them back to humans for good, but they also knew that there was a large chance that the antidote wasn't in their city; so they all set off from home to find the cure. Little did they know that there was also somebody else who wanted them like they were; dead or alive...

RULES
Read all of the rules

-Follow the Animation Source's RP rules.

-Keep this roleplay PG-13

-I don't have a limit on the amount of characters you can RP, but please be reasonable; don't make six characters if you know you won't be able to keep up with them all

-ANY animal is allowed for your mutant to transform into, but don't put anything along the lines of Tyrannosaurs rex, megaldon, or Kiaju

-Make sure to make some regular humans and hunters, too

-Though I think it would be better to have relationships with other RPers' characters, you can be your own boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife

-You don't have to use actual photos for your bios; drawings are fine by me

-If you plan on using a colored text for your character, then please make sure it's a darker color so the other RPers can read it

-NO detailed scenes. Imply that that happened by using *fade to black* is okay

-2+ sentences; no one-liners please

-No god-modding or controlling someone else's character. If you want someone's character to be your character's crush/partner, ask them

-Block out the middle of curse words with astericks (***); you are allowed to leave the first and last letters if you'd like to (d****t) The only exception I have is the word "hell".

-If you have any questions, please ask me~

ROLES

Mutants

Isaac Jones (Acrylic Paint)
Lee Washington (Acrylic Paint)
Flint Greene (Acrylic Paint)
Shiba Vegas; "The Claw"/"Claw" (Arcticwolf56)
Kate Ramond (Windancer)

Hunters:

Ariel Harris (Acrylic Paint)
Richard Parker; "Hunter"/"Killer" (Arcticwolf56)
Benjamin Williams (Acrylic Paint)

Humans

Cameron Grayson; "Oliver" (Acrylic Paint)

Character Bios

Code: Select all: Name: Nicknames: Sex: Age: Role: (Mutant, Hunter, or Human)? Animal: (For mutants only)?Personality: Background: Family Members: Love Interest(s): Sexuality:? Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Husband/Wife: Other Information: Human Picture or Description: Animal Picture or Description: (For mutants only)

My Characters

Name: Isaac Jones
Nicknames: None
Sex: Male
Age: Twenty-five
Role: Mutant
Animal: White Bengal tiger
Personality: Isaac doesn’t talk much to people who he does not feel comfortable around, but he’ll open up to you like a book when he gets to know you better. Many people think he’s being a jerk when he doesn’t remember them or they think he’s antisocial, but that’s not the case. He prefers to hang out with a group of his friends rather than just one alone. Isaac is a clever and quick thinker; it’s easy for him to solve his way out of trouble and get his friends out of harm’s way. He may be a bit on the quiet side, but Isaac can get extremely clingy to people who he is close with. He’s very passionate ad a sweetheart, often going out of his way to put a smile on someone’s face. Isaac won’t hesitate to get aggressive, but this only happens when he feels threatened, rarely during arguments.
Background: Isaac was born in the south side of Chicago. He was an only child and had been drawing all of his life; he made up his mind that he wanted to go to art school after he graduated while he was in the fifth grade. His parents, who had wanted their son to become a doctor, or a lawyer, or someone who got paid good money for their services, constantly asked Isaac over and over again if that’s what he wanted to do with his life. And over and over again, he gave them the same answer: yes.
As he got older, his parents began trying to steer him into another career path. After an argument with them near the end of his senior year of high school, Isaac and his parents fell out; they stopped talking much and practically acted as if their future artist of a son wasn’t even there. However, they did help get Isaac into college, and that he thanks them for, but once he was able to get stabled paying his own way through college, he and his mother and father lost connection all together.
Isaac eventually dropped out of college during his junior year to become a freelance artist. He stayed like that for some months –almost for a year- until he realized that life was not going to work out for him doing the things he did. He started looking for job openings anywhere he could, and he thought he had one, but things went a little bad for him during the interview. After that, Isaac began walking home, catching the only bus that ran his rout and stopped about four blocks away from his cheap apartment.
Isaac got jumped while passing an alleyway and woke up the next morning with very foggy memory and four massive paws. He met Lee, another person who faced the same predicament he had; both of them had been knocked out the night before and woke up as animals. Afterward, the two of them run into more people –mutants- like themselves, and they banded together to try and find a cure that would turn them back into humans.
Family Members: His mother and father; their whereabouts are unknown to him
Love Interest(s): No one at the moment; maybe as the RP progresses but falling in love isn’t high on his “To-Do” list at this time
Sexuality: “Is that really important right now?”
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Husband/Wife: No one; maybe as the RP progresses he’ll find someone
Other Information: None
Human Picture or Description:

Animal Picture or Description:

Name: Lee Washington
Nicknames: None
?Sex: Female
Age: Eighteen
Role: Mutant
Animal: Common kestrel
Personality: Lee is a quiet girl who doesn't make friends as often as she'd like to. She has a tendency to keep to herself and she doesn't get involved in activities that require more than one or two people. Lee hates when people hurt each other or herself, but she's not going to go out of her way to stop them, fearing that she'd get harmed even further in the process. She lets rude comments roll off her back, and it takes a lot to get under her skin, though she might keep her anger pint up inside of her. However, if pushed past her limit, Lee gets a harsh attitude toward whoever is annoying her. She is sarcastic, but makes those kind of remarks quietly. Lately, Lee has been getting a little more bold. She talks more, cracks jokes for fun, and participates in more things; still doesn't have many friends, though. She's still a nice person, but can get
kind of snappy and feisty when angered or agitated. ?Background: Lee was born the youngest child to her parents in Michigan, and she lived a pretty much normal life like every other kid in her neighborhood did. She attended the local elementary, middle, and high schools and was able to keep in touch with her friends since she didn't have to move but one time, and that was around the next block over from of where her previous house was. Lee was moved up a grade, skipping eleventh grade and went straight to the twelfth, and she graduated second of her school's class.
Immediately after getting out of high school, Lee went straight to school to become a dentist; the school she was to attend was halfway across the nation and her parents worried for her, but Lee assured them that she'd be okay.
Life went smoothly for her, though she began to fall a little behind on her work. Lee made sure to stay at her dorm and the library to study instead of going out to parties her friends went to practically every night. Her dorm and the library were on the far side of the campus and her favorite restaurant was off-campus; this meant that Lee had to walk across the entire college perimeter to get to the Dunkin' Doughnuts. After staying late to study, Lee headed off to the coffee shop, but halfway there she was approached by two people, a guy and a girl. They stopped her and asked her to get her hand read by the palmist who they worked for. Lee denied their offer and walked off, but they followed her and managed to knock her out. When she woke up an hour later, Lee saw found out that she had been turned into a bird; she panicked and half ran half flew to an alleyway where she nested on top of a trash can, hoping that she was just having a nightmare.
Family Members: "What do they have to do with this?"
Love Interest(s): No one at the moment.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Boyfriend/Husband: No one right now.
Other Information: None
Human Picture or Description:

Animal Picture or Description:

Name: Flint Greene
Nicknames: None
Sex: Male
Age: He’s in his mid twenties
?Role: Mutant
Animal: Irish water spaniel
Personality: Flint is the kind of guy who has a very stubborn and downright annoyingly playful attitude that'll land him trouble in practically any situation with practically anyone on the face of the earth. He is also a little bit on the arrogant side, which is why some people don't really like him. However, Flint wants others to like him, not look up at him, see him passing and thin, 'Oh no, here comes that guy again.' He is kinda nerdy, but not in the annoying way, and he often does wrong or hurts other people by accident, and he's a klutz himself, but if he finds out that he's hurt someone, Flint will apologize to them right away if he finds out. Though he's not always trying to get the spotlight to be on him, Flint is pretty much a competitive guy who hates to loose. He gets a bit short tempered when annoyed or agitated and he will lash out at whoever, or whatever, is the source of his anxiety. Flint is very loyal; he will never turn his back on his friends. He thinks he's the greatest comedian alive without the respective job and loves cracking jokes (especially corny ones) to get other people to laugh and see that he's not really as bad as they think he is.
Background: Flint’s life was never the “best thing ever”. Yes, he had good times and bad times, but life gets kind of hard when you’re living with a single mother who is trying to take care of your five younger siblings, you, and herself. Flint never got to meet his deadbeat dad; the man disappeared without a trace when he found out his mom was pregnant the first time.
After that, his mom married twice, had three kids by her second husband, they divorced, then she had two by her other "husband". Flint didn't like either of the new men his mom bought into her life, but he knew he had to cope with it whether he liked it or not.
When his mother was left on her own with her kids, she moved them all into an apartment where they lived until Flint became a high school drop out his senior year. No one knew why he did it, when he was so close to getting out of there, but Flint wouldn't -and still won't to this day- say why he dropped out; he had always been saying he wanted to be a lawyer since he was young.
Flint got money by doing petty jobs for money and he finally saved enough to rent a cheap motel room which he booked for a couple of weeks. One night when he was coming back from his "job" as a fence painter, Flint unlocked the door to his motel room and was immediately jumped. He put up a struggle but he was eventually knocked out. He awoke the next morning to find himself with a curly coat, a tail, and four paws.
Family Members: His mother died when he was older, he never knew his dad, and his younger siblings went to foster care
Love Interest(s): No one at the moment.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Husband/Wife: "Still single. Not dat oi'm lookin' for anyone anyway."
Other Information:
-Though he dreamt about becoming a lawyer, Flint is better at fixing machines. ?
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Animal Picture or Description:

Name: Ariel Harris
Nicknames: None
?Sex: Female
Age: She is twenty-two
?Role: Hunter
Personality: Ariel has built herself up to be tough as a nails; she's cold hearted yet cunning and clever. she hates children of any ages unless they can learn fast and comprehend whatever she says. Ariel has a very fiery and sometimes unstable personality; when she's angered, and its very easy to do this, she will lash out at whoever angered her and sometimes at who's standing around. Ariel is quick to kill her targets. She never hesitates, which is why the gang of mutants should avoid her at all costs.
Background: Ariel grew up her in New York her whole life and she was a very clever, yet deceiving, child throughout her life. This came with its ups and downs, but when it came to school and college, it helped Ariel a lot. Ariel joined a group of scientists who were experimenting on humans after she got kicked out of college. She also took part in the experiment of creating an injection that would change a selective few humans into animals and helped make sure that the substance got into those people. Later on, she and all the other scientists found out about their "clean-up crew" not going back out and getting the job done; collecting the humans-turned-animals and bringing them back to the lab so the team of scientists could finish running their experiments. Ariel readily volunteered to help capture them, but there was one problem, the head scientist wanted the mutants alive -he said to kill them only if they were attacking and killing the rest of the hunters. Ariel wanted them all dead.
Family Members: "None of your business."
Love Interest(s): No one at the moment.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Husband/Wife: She was married once before.
Other Information:
- She has a gun on her at all times, just in case she encounters one of the mutants
-Ariel has a black widow spider tattooed above her right ankle?
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Name: His real name is Cameron Grayson, but he prefers to be called Oliver
Nicknames: Babyface; he only lets Crystal call him this
Sex: Male?
Age: Nineteen
?Role: Human
Personality: Oliver is a smart kid, but hasty in his actions. If no one's moving fast enough, he's going on without them. He is kind and usually in a cherry mood, but if he is really deep in though or having a hard time with something, Oliver can get distant. He is a hard worker, but that's not often; he's usually kind of lazy. He doesn't really like to talk about his personal life and will avoid the topic at all coasts, usually by making a comment to draw the person's whom he's speaking with attention away to something else. Oliver is jumpy and loud noises frighten him.
Background: Oliver didn't stay in school much, and he barely passed his senior year of high school. His friends knew he was smart, but they didn't know why he goofed around at the most important time of his life. The kid went to live with his sister who stayed in town when his mother put him out of her house. Oliver was finally kicked out his sister's apartment when she decided that her brother needed to get off his lazy butt and find a job. Of course, Oliver thought she wasn't being reasonable; he did buy her groceries every now and then, but she was nagging about rent money. His sister refused to allow him back into her place until he got a way to bring in money to help her, but that wasn't going too well for Oliver. He ran into the group of mutants while out looking for another place to stay. At first, the teen was skeptical when the mutants said they wouldn't harm him, but he later began to trust them. A little.
Family Members: "I got two brothers and a sister."
Love Interest(s): No one at the moment.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Girlfriend/Wife: No one
Other Information: None
?Human Picture or Description:

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Tue Jan 21, 2014 10:51 pm

(( Bump...? ))

scotland. · **Posted:** Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:39 pm

Name: Moki Crawford ?
Nicknames: She prefers the be called "Legend"
Sex: Female
Age: 18
Role: Mutant (Mutant, Hunter, or Human)?
Animal: Wolf (I LOVE wolves) (For mutants only)?
Personality: I find myself to be a little, hmm, pushy at times. I'm rather snappish, I mean business. When I'm around friends, I'm friendly, and they compare me to a "class clown." When I'm leading my pack, my hunting group as a wolf I enjoy EVERY minute of it, though, they all love me as their mother and guide, I get a little bossy at times.
Background: Moki's past is very unpleasant, she doesn't like to talk about it much. The only times you'll catch her talking about it is when she's with family she doesn't see much, and her friends.
Family Members: My father died when I was only 10 years of age. I cried for at least two weeks total and missed a week of school. My mother, Courtney, still comforts me. I have one other sister, Natalie.
Love Interest(s):? I'm not a "lovsie, lollipop" type.
Sexuality:? I'm definitely NOT gay.
Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Husband/Wife: No one, I haven't found that special someone, and no.. I'm NOT searching.
Other Information: N/A
Human Picture or Description:

Animal Picture or Description:

(For mutants only)

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:45 pm

OOC://
Lol. She's not a "lovsie, lollipop"? XD
Accepted, and thank you for joining. We can start RPing now if you want.

Arcticwolf56 · **Posted:** Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:52 pm

OOC://Hello my friend Acrylic!Im making my bios now just to join this roleplay!

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Wed Jan 22, 2014 7:00 pm

OOC://
Awesome! We'll start Rping once you get them up and I update the main post ^^

scotland. · **Posted:** Wed Jan 22, 2014 9:04 pm

Acrylic Paint wrote:

OOC://
Lol. She's not a "lovsie, lollipop"? XD
Accepted, and thank you for joining. We can start RPing now if you want.

LOL YESH....

BIC://

Moki bit her finger nails and curled her hair on her finger, randomly gazing at the clock every five seconds. She sighed, looking at the other collage students around her. Moki was trying to finish her last two years of collage, but it was stressful. The test she'd been taking, she was sure she made a good grade. Seeing as how she'd never taken a test in her first two years of collage. "I can't wait until I get home, get in my 4x4 truck and drive home," she muttered, under her breathe, covering her ace with her hands, "home... Home sweet home, were I can just turn back into a wolf, hang out with my friends, and run free..." she started to get a little agitated. But, for her, taking the last years of was just a trill. Not for the learning, but having a stressful day to her is great, now that she can go home, mutate back into her wolfed form, and be... Well, free. Finally, the so called "teacher," spoke up. Moooo..." she started to say, looking at a paper Moki new was hers. "Moki.." she smiled, looking at the paper and smiling, placing the paper on a open spot on her desk. Moki quickly ran up, and grabbed the paper, before the teacher new it, Moki was long gone.

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Thu Jan 23, 2014 5:37 pm

Sitting outside of a general store, Flint Greene shifted his weight impatiently. Again. For about the eleven millionth time in that hour.
’What’s taking yer two so long?’ he thought with an exaggerated whine and looked back at the stores doors. He jumped suddenly when he heard a girl’s voice from beside him and the dog whirled around to be greeted with a young child’s hand roughly rubbing his head, messing up his already wild ringlets of curls there.
“Aren’t you a cutie?” the girl asked in that “mushy-mushy-baby” voice that made Flint want to vomit right then and there. ’Hey, dat might not be such a bad idea! Den she’ll lay aff for sure.’ Flint’s mouth opened wide and the dog’s tongue lolled out as he began to retch violently.
He only stopped when he heard the child scream “Ew!” and saw her run off. The Irish water spaniel chuckled devilishly to himself and stood up to look at the doors when he heard the bell signaling that someone was exiting the store. This time, his thoughts were directed toward his two teammates.
’ What tuk yer guys so long, 'uh? Oi wus waitin' oyt 'ere for 'ours, buds!’ Flint pulled his lips back in a smile. Of course he wasn’t mad at them; they had the real job, going into the store and buying snack foods and avoid the hunters that the team knew lurked around practically every corner, while all Flint had to do was sit outside and “look cute” as Lee had put it. The Irishman leant forward and pushed his head underneath the girl’s arm, begging for a scratch behind the ears, something he let Lee –and Lee only- do.

Lee smiled and reached down to let her lithe fingers find the right spot behind the dog’s left ear and gently dug her filed nails into the fur there, lightly graze against Flint’s skin. “Aw, don’t be mad, Flint. I bet you played your part pretty well.” She laughed and removed her hand, earning a whine from her friend.
Her kestrel side itched to be free; she could practically feel the wings sporting out of her back as her body shrank into the form of a small, brown fowl. But she had to get the groceries home first, and morphing in public was always a dangerous risk. Always.
One time, she was almost caught because she was being foolish, trying to distance herself from Flint and Isaac because the hunters seemed to be more interested in catching a rare white Bengal tiger and an Irish water spaniel mutant than obtaining a common kestrel one. Oh how wrong she was; she was a good piece away from both of the other mutants when she started to morph into her winged from, and Lee was suddenly surrounded by three hunters. One of them, she had blond hair and a pistol pointed at her face. If it hadn’t been for her ability to communicate mentally with other mutants, Lee would have died. She owed her life to Isaac Jones and Flint Greene, and made a promise to herself that she’d never abandon them again. And she’d never try to morph in public where all eyes were watching either.
“Anyway, we got you something.” Lee reached into the plastic bag she held with her free hand and pulled out a rawhide bone. She laughed when she saw a scowl form on the spaniel’s muzzle and he irritably asked her why she had even thought about buying that thing.

Isaac walked beside the two goof-balls in silent, but he smiled at their conversation. Out of this small group, Isaac was the most distant of them all; Lee and Flint both had that instant spark in their friendship while the tiger mutant hadn’t gotten that far with them yet. And he didn’t plan to; Isaac knew he put their lives in jeopardy everyday with his –what Lee called- outrages plans on evading the hunters that were out to capture them. He didn’t believe there was an antidote to cure them, turn them back into humans permanently, but he only went with the flow of things because the other two believed there was a cure.
In his hands were two more plastic bags that had things he had bought from the store; bath soap, tissue, paper towels, toothpaste, some cans of food and microwavable dinners –stuff that helped them get by in the place they lived, an old house by the river. In the woods where no one has really ever had the courage to look and see what was living down there. The perfect hideout.
Ever since he had been jumped and injected with a serum that allowed him to morph into a Bengal tiger, Isaac’s senses had improved and were way better than any other human’s by far. He could smell a distinct scent from almost a block away from where that particular object or person was located. And he smelt it now; the distinct scent of ladies’ perfume and the sterile smell that reminded the mutant of a laboratory.
Isaac’s nose wrinkled up and he stopped dead in his tracks. The scent was getting closer, so that meant that she was just around the corner. “Turn around,” the blond said sternly and about faced. Quickly, Isaac walked down the street, glancing over his shoulder only once to see Flint and Lee following close behind. They had smelt her, too.

scotland. · **Posted:** Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:05 pm

Moki quickly, after exiting the collage building, ran as her wolfed form and met up with all her friends. "Made it.." she panted. She looked at Flint as saw little spit droplets on the cement, and around his black lips. "You try to eat a frog?" Moki asked, disgusted a little.

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Thu Jan 23, 2014 8:31 pm

The dog stopped in his tracks in front of the wolf mutant. He caught the disgusted look on Moki's face and inwardly smirked to himself. Now would be a goof time to mess with her. "Aye, Moki. Indeed oi did try ter ayte a frog," Flint said, Irish accent rolling off his tongue. He stepped closer to the white wolf so that she could see the spittle on his face more clearly. "Yer nu, they taste gran', but den 'tis de aftertaste dat makes yer boke." The Irish water spaniel looked back at the spot on the ground where he purposely made himself upchuck his light breakfast then looked back over at Moki, a mischievous smile on his lips.

"Flint, this isn't the time to fool around," Isaac said and nudged the dog with the toe of his boot to get him moving. He ignored the halfhearted growl Flint gave him before he said, "You, too, Moki. There's a hunter over there, around the corner. I don't know about you, but I don't feel like fighting right now.” His statement came out harsher than he wanted it to, but Isaac was sure Moki would just brush it off as him trying to keep all four of them alive.
Isaac rounded the corner from where they were, heading straight for the subway. By the time he was surrounded in a sea of people in the mid-day traffic, the mutant realized that he hadn’t even checked to see if his friends had been following. Isaac cursed under his breath and craned his neck to see over the many people swarming around him. “Lee? Flint?” he called from his stationary position. “Moki?”

It was weird and sudden, but all of these people came out of nowhere and crowded the three mutants. Lee had to force herself against the current of bodies to try and keep up with Isaac, but all of her efforts were in vain; she lost her friend. “S**t,” she curded under her breath as she pushed herself up against the brick wall of a building near the general store she and Isaac had just came out of.
“Flint and Moki? Where are you guys?” Lee had lost track of those two as well. ’Can this day get any better?’ she asked herself sarcastically and rolled her eyes. The nineteen year-old glanced back up at the corner she and the others were avoiding and saw a woman with blond hair that was slightly wavy hair come around the corner. Lee could clearly see the woman fight against the crowd like she had done a few seconds earlier. “Crap…”

scotland. · **Posted:** Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:25 pm

Moki stepped back. "God, you're so childish." she looked at Isaac and nodded a bit. "I'm not in the mood either, it's bad enough that I've got to deal with Vomit McBarf over there."

scotland. · **Posted:** Fri Jan 24, 2014 4:25 pm

Moki stepped back. "God, you're so childish." she looked at Isaac and nodded a bit. "I'm not in the mood either, it's bad enough that I've got to deal with Vomit McBarf over there."

Arcticwolf56 · **Posted:** Sat Jan 25, 2014 2:19 pm

OOC://Hello Acrylic!Here is my bio!

Name:Shiba Vegas
Nickname:Likes to be called "The Claw"or "Claw"
Sex:Female
Age:20(progressed her age two years older)
Role:Mutant
Animal:Siberian Husky/Timberwolf
Personality:Shiba is an intelligent young lady,a genius to be exact.I find myself very smart,but bossy at times.But that never overwhelms me.I can always handle my bossiness.My friends always need me for my intelligence.Everytime they ask for help I'm always glad to be there.
Backround:Shiba's past is very sad.When she was only a 13 year old girl her father passed away.Shiba always cried the night away hoping her father would return soon.Once she reached the age of 16 she got over her father's death and started to learn more and more.Shiba grew to be an intelligent,beautiful,and well behaved young lady.
Family Members:Steven Vegas(little brother age 10),Alison Vegas(mother age 34),Melissa Vegas(baby sister age 1),Victor Vegas(dead father,died at age 40),Damian Vegas(baby brother age 2)
Love Interest(s):I'm not a "lovey dovey"person who likes to be all mushy.
Sexuality:I'm definitely NOT ******.
Boyfriend/Husband:None
Other Information:N/A
Human Picture or Description:http://www.flickr.com/photos/velvettears/5020216603/
Animal Picture or Description:http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamamoon/1460017836/in/pool-81839844@N00

Acrylic Paint · **Posted:** Sat Jan 25, 2014 5:46 pm

OOC://
Accepted.
Great bio, Arctic

I'm adding her to the list right now.

BIC://
Flint stuck to creeping along the brick and stone outer walls of the buildings as the people rushed by him. The majority were dressed in suites and work dresses. They chattered away on their cell phones about business things that the Irish dog halfheartedly paid attention to while he attempted to squeeze between two people who were walking oh so slowly on the sidewalk. They never looked down as the dog shrieked when they stepped on his paws.
’Freakin’-!’ He caught himself before he could say more, taking in a deep breath through his black nose. Dense 'umans.’ Flint stuck his tongue out at the duo and bounded off when he saw a clear path between the legs of the crowd. The dog made a sharp turn down an alley and stopped a few feet from it’s entrance, turning to look over his shoulder to see if the traffic had stopped yet. It really hadn’t.
"Moki wha ye?" he barked into the air, hoping the white wolf mutant could hear him. After a while, the crowd lightened up, turning into only a few lingering people. Flint looked back out into the streets. No sign of Moki Crawford. "Cr'ahp. Wha ye, lassy?"

Ariel scoffed. Her luck in finding the mutants she was assign to capture wasn’t going too well. She had seen one of them, the man who was injected with the Bengal tiger DNA, from her post, but there was a sudden surge of people piling into the streets. The mass of bodies blocked the woman’s line of sight and before she knew it, her target was gone.
“Perfect.” Ariel hopped down from her perch on top of the brick wall that was on the side of the store and landed without a falter on her heels. She began to push her way through the crowd and managed to slip off down a clear alley. Finally out of the sea of people, the hunter shoved her hands into the pockets of her trench coat and click-clacked her way down the gravel-paved alley until she reached the equally dirty sidewalks on the other side.
'The Boss is not going to be ha[[y about this,' she grumbled in her mind, a scowl etched into her pale face. The lady made a sharp left on the sidewalk and continued down the street until she reached her parked car.

Lee perched on a thin branch high above the crowded streets. She checked out her surrounding, never having been in this part of the city before; she guessed that she had flew at least three or four blocks away from where all of those people had nearly swallowed her. The kestrel puffed out her feathers, making her small body seem far more larger than it was, to show her distress.
She had made a mad dash for an open building to get out of the way of traffic. The girl realized that it was a sort of fancy restaurant where all the people were dressed pretty normally, while she had on a teal-and-black checkered scarf, a white Tee shirt and a pair of faded jeans. And dirty sneakers. And her hair was styled in a red-tip dyed moehawk. 'So not normal,' she thought bitterly and raced past the few waiters up on the floor when she heard someone burst into the door behind her screaming, "Get that girl!" Lee had made it to the back door (via the kitchen area of the restaurant), and when she step into the alley, she changed into a kestrel and flew away, listening in triumph to the hunter behind her curse wildly at his loss.
And now this is where she found herself: sitting on a branch of an old birch tree outside an office building. 'Where are you guys?!' she cried out, her voice in near-panic. Not far from it. Lee deflated her brown feathers and waited for any one her mutant group to reply. She got nothing. The bird of prey shifted her weight from foot to foot before busying herself with grooming her feathers. 'They'll show up in a sec,' she vainly reassured herself.

Isaac had given up looking for Moki, Lee, and Flint some time ago. Thirty-five minutes to be exact. He didn't want to leave them, but he saw a few of the hunters he faced before merging into the crowd, scanning for the mutants. He was not about to get caught.
'Selfish idiot,' the blond snapped at himself and ran his hands through his hair in a frustrated gesture. He pulled his lips back in a snarl, wishing he could just change into his tiger form and rage; to slice the cushions of the subway seats open and possibly dent the metal poles in the middle of the car he was in. 'That won't solve anything.'
Isaac sighed loudly and leaned back in his seat. He looked out the window at the passing dark shapes of the tunnel the subway train went through and called out to his friends. 'Guys? Can you hear me? I'm on the subway heading South-West. Like, it's going toward the Park downtown. Guys?'
The mutant paused in his projectile thoughts and quietly added, 'I'm so sorry for leaving you.' Anything could have happened to them by now; killed, captured, hopefully escaped...not much else besides those three options could have happened.

It seemed that nothing was going right for Oliver. The teen made sure to slam the door to his uncles little drug store on his way out. Even his own relatives didn't want him to work alongside them!
Oliver shoved his hands into his jean pockets and, with a frown, walked down the street. "'I'm afraid you might fall and break something. You were very fragile as a child, Cameron.'" He scoffed and spat into the street to his right. "Bull! Uncle Harold just doesn't want me to work 'cause I dropped out of school. I'm nineteen now, and the only reason why I broke my leg and ribs is 'cause Taylor got mad and pushed me and I slipped and fell the stairs."
Oliver turned a corner to head back to his own place, a very cheap apartment on the bad end of town. The buses stopped running three blocks down and the teen had to walk the rest of the way home. 'I can't believe he called me Cameron. No one calls me that anymore.'

Arcticwolf56 · **Posted:** Sat Jan 25, 2014 6:45 pm

OOC://Thank you for accepting me!

BIC://Shiba was walking her way to meet up with her friends.She felt something bump into her and she fell."Oof!"Shiba looked up to see a young man,green eyes,lightly bleached blonde hair,tanned skin."Oh I'm terribly sorry,ma'am!"She heard the fine young man say.She picked herself up and brushed the dirt off her coat."It's alright sir..I'm fine."

The young man,Richard,felt a hard bump into his chest.He looked down and saw a beautiful young lady,pale skin,freckles sprinkled on her cheeks,icy blue eyes,and orange hair."I'm terribly sorry,Ma'am!"Richard said.He held out his hand for her to grab and pull herself up,but she picked herself up without the help of him.He looked into her beautiful,perfect,icy blue eyes.

OOC://Here is Richard's bio

Name:Richard Parker.
Nickname:Likes to be called "Hunter" or "Killer"
Sex:Male
Age:19
Role:Hunter
Animal:Isn't a mutant.
Personality:Richard is a very nice young man.I find myself..hmm..what's the word..Ah!I find myself a great killer.I would always look into the forest and dream I would find mutants one day.I personally keep guns and knives in a suitcase.I wear a grey cloak to hide my personal stuff.Like my special gun and knife.
Backround:Richard was born to a family of hunters and killers.He learned to keep small guns in his jacket just in case he was in danger.At the age of 10 he started training in killing birds,wolves,and bucks.Richard started following his father's footsteps.Once at the age of 17 he started to hunt and kill bigger animals.Like bears,moose,etc.
Family Members:Rick Parker(father age 39),Maria Parker(mother age 37),Lilly parker(little sister age 9),Manny parker(age 8 little brother),Susie Parker(older sister age 21)
Love interest(s):I don't really like girls.
Sexuality:NOT gay..
Girlfriend/Wife:None
Other information:N/A
Human Description or Picture:Richard is a tall handsome young man.He has lightly tanned skin,green eyes,and lightly bleached blonde hair.
Animal Description or Picture:Is not a mutant can't transform into anything.

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