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August 26th, Fix the missing information from the Structure board to the best of my memory.
August 24th, We have a domain name now: shifters.co.nr
August 23rd, Premature site launch. I got impatient.
August 22th, Site created.
•AMBIANCE
Season; Summer
Northgate;
There is a slight breeze up on the mountains. Overall it is a very nice time to spend in the outdoors.
Westside;
The coast has great breeze which are whipping up some nice swells. The bright blue cloudless sky is perfect and the temperature is a pleasent 78 degress.
Eastside;
The bright blue sky is spotted by white fluffy clouds. Perhaps hinting to a possible thunderstorm?
Southside;
The weather is warmer on the Southside at 80 degrees. The humidity is picking up.
Jasper [[kill me now]] « Thread Started on Aug 24, 2008, 7:50am »
Out of Character
Name: Hannah [Zo]
Age: 16 [turned that on 23rd of August =D ]
Gender: Female
Location: LA
Misc: WOOOOT :]
In Character
Name: Jasper, Jazz [B360007]
Age: 19
Type: Shapeshifter
Gen: Generation 1
Ally: Generation 1
Gender:Male
Animals: Wolf | Bear | Crow
Personality: I am quite bitter towards the scientists, and the lab in general. Who wouldn’t be, especially with being the experiment and all? But they have shown me the world is a dark and evil place, one that I do not like to reside in any longer than I need to be. I prefer my animal forms, and tend to stay in the woods more often than going out into the human world. Aries doesn’t seem to hold the same opinion as I. But overall I am a generally agreeable person, unless you are on my shit list, then fat chance you’ll get me to listen to you. I hate whiners; they bug the crap out of me. You don’t get anything done by complaining. I am a doing person, not a sit around person. I want to take out the Lab, by myself, so I can shove that down their throats. I hate them, hate them with a burning passion. [[160 words]]
Appearance: A thick mop of scraggly black hair covers the top of my head, I usually keep it spiked and out of my face. My eyes are like that of the gem onyx, giving away my Mexican heritage. I am tall, standing about an inch shorter of Aries, though I think I’m still growing. My arms are lengthy and quite skinny, as are my legs…though they are well toned for running away. As far as body weight, there isn’t much of it. I’m too poor to afford the required amount of human food I have to eat daily, so I hunt animals on a regular basis. My animals are all black, to represent my hair color, and perhaps the darkness in my heart. The wolf is best for running, hunting, and all around scaring the shit out of people. The black bear is for terrorizing, and when I don’t feel like a bloody corpse for breakfast. And then the crow is for its flight, its good hiding ability, and the sheer freedom it gives. [[163 words]]
History: We are Generation 1. Most of you know our story, but not specifically mine. We went through the shock treatments, the non-amnestied surgeries, the mazes with hot wires under our feet…the works. I was the second born, I suppose you could say. Aries was the first to understand these horrors, and I was brought in soon after. My mother was a willing subject, ready to give me up in a moment’s notice for money. She was addicted to drugs, and though nine months of being clean did not sit well with her, the drugs to come seemed worth it I suppose to her. She never did get her money; in fact, she was terminated about two minutes and forty five seconds after I was delivered. That’s right. I knew they were killing her when they started to clean my air ways, though I needed no help with that. I was a fighter. I was given the name B360007, supposedly the other six between Aries and I had been complete failures and died within twenty-four hours of being made. At age 1 I could understand low level mathematics, like 100 x 89.245398 and being able to convert measures into another, taking grams and making them kilograms. At 2 I was making complete essays, with every concept perfectly clear and straight across. There were no cute coloring pages that I could scribble on, or a cartoon Mexican on the television saving animals while teaching me Spanish. My learning continued. When I was five I could speak several languages, Latin included, and that was when the experimentation truly began. I won’t go into the gory details, but trust me it’s nothing a child, enhanced or not, should go through. It continued that way for too many years, other generations joining us over time. We discovered that we could transform into three animals at will, but only those three. The experimentation grew in intensity. The military began to take interest in us, as weapons. And then Aries found the way out. Generation 1 escaped into the night. For about a week we scattered, everyone going their own ways. Some of us were captured and taken back, and we decided it might be best to stick together. The remaining members of Generation 1 gathered together, and there we became bonded siblings though we weren’t actually related. Aries, I and some other Gen. 1 made an effort to offer our freedom to the other Generations by leaving little notes for them. If they will join us, I’m not sure. We’ll have to wait and see. [[429 words]]
Misc: [[has plot idea, will divulge later]]
Roleplay Sample: [[From Ashen Nights]]
Here it was. My big chance. I had been inside, staring blankly at a computer monitor behind my dark sunglasses when he had appeared inside. The internet held mild interest for me, someone was always putting something odd or unusual on it. I had plugged the headphones into the side, and was watching people do stupid stunts on a site called YouTube when I saw him.
Abnormally pale, even more so by the fact he was an albino, hidden under the dark shades that made him look even more so. I wasn't sure what exactly he was doing here. I mean, of course he had every right to be, but he didn't seem to be doing particularly anything...except people watching. Or perhaps better yet, food shopping. I at least had my 'normal' charade down-pat, and I didn't draw quite as my stares as I used to.
I pulled one headphone of of my ear, pausing the particularly idiotic stunt some people called 'Jackass' were doing. Something more had caught my eyes from behind their dark cover. It was that girl I had seen the other night. She was staring at Aries Andaire just like I was. And almost like she was staring at the moon the other night, stupidly.
Under the quiet human murmurings, and the clicking of computer keys I could imagine what Aries could hear. The blood coursing through all of these people. And of course to the reigning 'King' they weren't anything more than...well like ice cream to a mortal child. Which one did he want? What flavor? The hollow ache in my own stomach twisted and knotted. I had been only three days since a good meal.
But at least it was slight. Closing the laptop on the table, and placing the headphones on top I got up warily from my own green plastic chair. I watched as many nerds looked mighty greedy for my computer, left sitting on the table, and I didn't care if one of them took it. Without a second glance at the contraption or at the girl I had met the other night, I gracefully crossed the room.
I reached the table, perhaps too quickly, and snagged one of the chairs. I did not look up to meet whatever gaze, instead I merely looked interested in the broken umbrella. "Well, well, well...mighty King decided to go for a walk?" I hissed quietly. Here he was. The item of my hatred, and admiration. Hatred, by the monster, for limiting his kills...and slight admiration on the other half that was grateful. But I had heard too many stories of this man.
He was just as bad, letting his urges drive him to kill others. My head shook sadly, consciously. It was a reversal then. The monster half was delighted to meet another with views such as his own....as my own, and then the human type piece that was continually fading over my hundreds of years was beginning to ebb towards hate for him. I glanced over to where Mercedes sat, only a fleeting glance before boring my gaze back at Aries.
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