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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 0:28:36 GMT -5
OoC :: Yeah, I'd be definitely willing to do that that! Who do you want to start?
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 0:35:38 GMT -5
OOC I can't sleep. Ugh, stupid insomnia's kicking in...
Well, anyways, guess I'll be here a little longer!
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 0:39:14 GMT -5
OOC Also I just realized that this animation I'm making is covering a 2 minute and 58 second song. Each second is ten frames. That means I'll have to draw 1,780 frames! And I'm only on 12! That still leaves 1,768 frames left to go! Ewehhh. Why do I get myself into things like this?
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 0:39:57 GMT -5
OoC :: Glad you are at least still here then!
And ouch, sounds painful to work on that many.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 0:42:06 GMT -5
OOC Yeah, guess I might as well roleplay until I can fall asleep. Give me a minute to get a reply up.
Yeah...good thing I didn't pick a four or five minute song! Yikes...So how are you doing your video? Will you have to draw each frame too, or are you doing something different?
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 0:45:52 GMT -5
OoC :: You gotcha.
Somewhat different I suppose. I'm doing less work by not going full out recording every movement, more blocky in a way with how they move. Like, one moment they are here, the next slightly different. I do plan on animating it in a way at least so the words match their lips though, so that will be loads of fun when I get to it. However, I'm also contemplating putting a break on that one cause it is long, for a sorter one so I can get used to doing animations.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 0:46:55 GMT -5
OOC Tbh I'd do that. Slowly ease yourself into it all.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 0:48:46 GMT -5
OOC: I'll have to start with Mav arriving at the house. Here you go!
IC: Maverick slowly got out of the police car when they had arrived a his home. He had tried visiting his mother first when he was out, even though he was kind of angry with her, but he was told he can't, that she was in isolation because of whatever she was sick with. So of course, instead he had gone back home to see if anyone was still there. he doubted it, but it was a start at least.
Quietly he unlocked the front door with some keys hidden under a plant pot and he went inside. He hated it. It was dusty, dark, and obviously completely empty. It felt strange. As much as it's usually quiet here, there was just something strange, that the dust has built up from no one being able to clean it. Padding into the main room he sat on the couch, taking a deep breath so he didn't get upset again. He'd done enough of that when he was stuck in the cell and there was no one around.
Taking another breath he sat up straight and pulled his phone from his pocket. He needed to find his siblings, and now was as good of a time as ever he supposed. Looking through his contacts, his siblings being the only ones he had, apart from Thad's of course, and Del's but obviously that phone number goes nowhere now. He eventually decided on his sister. He wasn't sure why, he just felt like he should call her first, so he pressed the call button and placed the phone against his ear, waiting to see if she would pick up.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 0:50:59 GMT -5
OOC: Hey Smore! Sorry you can't sleep. Also man, I really wish you good luck on that animation, both of you.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 0:56:27 GMT -5
OoC :: Yeah! It helps that I've found a ton of things I can work off of, I just need to choose one and some characters to go with it in order to start. And a new sketchpad.
IC :: Shiva was actually sleeping when the phone rang. She initially jumped when she heard it, eyes widened in fear at first until she realized it was just her phone. Shiva put her hands by her eyes and rubbed for a moment before looking at her small electronic device. Feles Wolfer was calling. Right, her most recent, nicest possible contact name she had given her technical oldest brother and also technical middle brother. She was half tempted to ignore, but reason didn't work with the half-asleep girl as she picked up the phone and answered sweetly, "Hello."
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:00:14 GMT -5
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IC Once everyone was out, Norman took a few steps forward, turned back to face them all, and looked each person there over. "...You all are probably wondering where I brought you...and well, to keep it simple, I brought you to one of my facilities. Mine as in I own and created the company that owns this building. It's a lab, but for good causes. Like finding cures to diseases and making it possible for two hybrids to have healthy children without consequences," he said, pausing to glance over at Nikolas. "I created it along side Lukas Locks, who some of you will know, and others won't. It's what Wings is supposed to be and will always be here to help, nothing more. We don't allow any sort of human, animal, or hybrid experimentations, and are only trying to help," Norman said, going over this mostly for any first generation hybrids, so they understood that it wasn't a bad lab.
"Klause works for me too. He's one of the founding members of this company. This isn't our only facility. We have a few more. Now, this is only the second time I've been here, specifically. But I should warn you now that once we walk through those doors, you'll be dealing with a different person. I'll explain more once we're settled," Norman told them all before facing the doors again, walking forward without giving anyone time to ask questions. Klause stayed behind to usher everyone else in, sick people first-though he was careful not to touch them.
As soon as Norman did push those doors open and walk in, he was different. He stood up taller, straighter, had a slightly heavier step, and a sense of authority clung to him heavy like cologne. Heads certainly turned as he walked in, and whispers started. These new scientists had only seen their actual boss once, and even if the lab was still new and they were all still just moving in, it was still unusual to see him.
"You," Norman pointed at one of them. "I have two sick people with me, I want rooms prepped for them. Second floor, nice, compact, rooms, that make them feel welcomed, not threatened," he ordered and the person nodded before scurrying off. "You," Norman turned to the next person. "Do we have chairs in my office now?" He asked and was answered with a nod. "Good. Tell Lukas to meet me there in a few minutes," he ordered before turning to someone else. "I'm taking these guys-" he gestured behind him. "To the briefing room. Is it ready yet?" He questioned.
The worker nodded.
"Good. Go get some coffee started and have someone get some doughnuts. I have a feeling I'll be needing both by the time this is over," he explained as he walked past, not glancing behind him for a second until he had gotten to a larger office room, with a table in the middle, surrounded by chairs. "You all should take a seat," Norman said, voice a lot softer as he spoke to his friends and family...and Thaddeus. "I'll explain everything but all questions, comments, or even peeps out of any of you will have to wait until the end," he added, looking down at the table. The sudden realization that this could ruin everything with everyone he cared about in one swoop. He was terrified of that happening.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:01:27 GMT -5
OOC:Hey Smore! Sorry you can't sleep. Also man, I really wish you good luck on that animation, both of you.IC: Text OOC It's alright. I'll hopefully be able to fall asleep soon though.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 1:05:49 GMT -5
OoC :: words
IC :: Shiva had to admit, she was slightly regretting coming- because this was way to different and weird... Norman was the boss- the creator of a type of labs... And that was a weird thought on it's own- but how Norman acted once they got inside.... It helped her realize that she seriously hadn't seen all sides of Norman. It was weird, but she stayed quiet and nervous.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:15:00 GMT -5
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IC Norman waited until everyone was seated. Taking note of the shocked silence that had fallen over the crowd ever since they all pulled up. He took a deep breath, composing himself nicely, before he began. "I guess I should start at the beginning. It was after I thought my mother had died, after Niko had lost his kids, and after Kai had begun touring. We were in Norway. When I ran into Lukas, who some of you might know, worked for my mother, though acted more like a third son to her. Anyways, we got to talking and he explained the original purpose of Wings, or at least, what he knows about it. I mentioned how it would be great if we had a place like that. An actual scientific research and experimental laboratory center, completely and utterly designed for good, and one that stuck to its roots," Norman explained, trying to really emphasize on the good lab part.
"Lukas then mentioned that Hazel had saved a very large sum of money that she originally planned to give to her children after she died. However we left the next day and I wasn't about to go find this money. So, for the next couple of months, Lukas and I emailed each other back and forth, the small idea for a truly good lab soon turning into actual plans, and then turning into an actual thing. We had already begun working on obtaining certain places had permission for it when we hired on a few more people, including Alistair, my old bodyguard back from Wings, Klause-" the dog hybrid waved. "And a human scientist who truly wanted to help. I approved of all of these people before hiring them," Norman said, as if that somehow made it better.
"We got the money, and begun putting it to good use, hiring more scientists, buying supplies, and getting investors. For the first while, our only lab was stationed in Norway. However a few weeks ago, we landed a deal on this place-having bought an actual office level beforehand, and since then we've hired more scientists, and continued to expland on our projects," Norman recited.
He paused for a moment to look at his brothers. "I wanted to tell you. I wanted to tell you about all of this so bad. However I know you three wouldn't have approved, wouldn't have let me do this. But I had to. I had to help," Norman explained before focusing on everyone as a whole again.
"Anyways, I recently ran into someone who has known about the disease for some time. Who and how aren't important and I can't tell you because it's not my place to share their secret. However we soon began hatching a plan to make a cure for the disease, and we're still working on it now. I will do whatever it takes though, to find a cure and save you," he said, this time looking directly at Ty and Ives.
After that, he paused, cleared his throat, and looked to everyone once again.
"So, any questions?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:15:24 GMT -5
OOC ACK! Don't reply to that, it posted before I was finished!
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 1:17:54 GMT -5
OoC :: Okay. I will not respond to that yet then.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:22:04 GMT -5
OOC Kay, now it's done and you can reply.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 1:24:35 GMT -5
OoC :: words
IC :: "I- I uh, probably so, but I don't think I can process any words to make a question...." Shiva said quietly in amazement. That sounded insane- really, really weird. But she had no idea what to question or how to or if there was a question she needed or wanted to know about this entire ordeal. But she was, oh gosh everything about this was so weird.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 1:26:34 GMT -5
OOC:Yeah Smore, hopefully. I'm sure you will.
Well Creamy that should probably make things easier, which is good! You know you're a sketcher when you need a new book.XD IC: Maverick kept his face as straight as he could as the phone rang. It felt like minutes as he waited, half expecting an answering machine, but he smiled slightly as the ringing stopped and he heard his sister's voice on the other side of the line. "Hey Shiva. Sorry, did-did I wake you?" He asked, hearing that her voice was a little groggy. He could hear that she was trying to hide it, but he still heard it was there. He spoke quietly into the phone to her. Quietly and slowly as he sat on the couch. He hadn't bothered to open a curtain, so it was still pretty dark inside the house.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 1:27:13 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I'm pretty poofy.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 1:30:47 GMT -5
OoC :: Don't worry bout it Cloudy!
IC :: "The answer to that has a 100% chance of being correct. Er- uh, what's up though? How exactly are you calling me- with..." Shiva took a moment before speaking, pulling the phone away from her ear and glancing at the number once more to confirm something, "with your cellphone number. I thought you and mom got locked in jail for being idiots about the feles wolves." Shiva was rather unhappy with what had apparently transpired.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:32:54 GMT -5
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IC After Shiva spoke, the room exploded in noise. Boston Waldo was saying how he didn't know how Norman did it, what with school and everything else on top of it. Beau firstly snapped at Norman being hypocritical, judging him for his thing, when Norman had a whole secret lab. Thaddeus muttered something on how the W.P.A would just love this. Ty was saying that Norman should have told them, at least his brothers. Nikolas was asking if his own tragedy had been the cause of this, and Kai, voice much softer than the others, asked him why he didn't tell at least him, saying how he had felt like they had always had a closer bond, with Kai having practically raised him. Only Ives remained quiet, face for once, not revealing any emotion.
Norman soon found himself shrinking into his seat, expecting all this noise but still hating every second of it. It wasn't even what he was doing that he was worried would ruin everything for him and those he loved, but more so the fact that he lied and kept this secret for so long. How would any of them possibly forgive him for that?
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 1:33:45 GMT -5
OOC Alright, now I think I'm gonna try and crash. Night!...hopefully.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 1:37:47 GMT -5
OoC :: Okay, night smoreo.
IC :: Shiva just listened to the other noise, unsure how to respond. It was all too weird. But then, she raised her eyebrows in concern- because, though she felt really weird about this entire thing, Norman at least showed this to them- maybe later than he should have. Even if it wasn't under terms he wanted to show them... but still, despite all that- there was something she supposed she was more worried about since it was mentioned. "Wait- what about the cure? How far along are you on working on that at least?" Her cousin- even if not by blood- had this disease... Norman's brother had it.... tons of other people in the city had it and were dying- and even if she hated to think about it as well, her mother had it. An though Shiva is seriously not on good terms with Kali, she really doesn't want to see her mother die.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 1:56:46 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks Creamy. Goodnight Smoreo!
IC: Maverick looked down and bit his lip as she mentioned him being an idiot about the Feles Wolves. In his defence it was his mother that was stupid, he only copped to it when there was no way he could get out of them figuring out. He then shrugged and spoke again. "Yeah, I'm...fine," he lied, "that was actually why I wanted to call you. I've just gotten out of...there, and I wanted to let you know so you can come back. If you want...of course," he explained to her, rubbing he back of his neck as he spoke. He actually had no idea what she would respond with, seeing as he thought she still didn't like him, but they had been getting better with each other again. He thought so at least. "Oh and, Mom's not here. She's still in hospital, I couldn't visit her," he added.
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Post by CreamCrow on Sept 4, 2017 2:17:44 GMT -5
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IC :: She both wanted to and didn't want to go back home. At least her mom wouldn't be there, nor the feels wolves... but... She didn't know if she was ready enough to return and leave Skyler s house. Thou fun it would likely be easier for the family... "I... uh... I think I may come home again... for now." Kali not going to be there was a plus. Likely helped with Shiva's decision of this. Though, she kinda doubted eother way she'd be really happy. Not with all the recent crap going on.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 7:10:36 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I left I had to go to fencing!
IC: Maverick had to admit it worried him a little bit as she added the 'for now' into her response, but she said that she was coming home so that was good enough for him. "That's-that's good to hear Shiva. Do...do I come over or meet you halfway or something?" He asked her, though he then rubbed his forehead and frowned a little. "Or do you want to come home later, or tomorrow?" He asked, just because he was a little nervous talking to her, especially now that he had just gotten out of prison!
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 10:14:59 GMT -5
OOC Morning!
IC Deciding to focus on the question he actually could answer, Norman looked over to Shiva. "I'm not sure. We still need a lot more before a cure can be made. I have someone, getting me supplies and information. But it's slow going. This isn't something we can just whip up out of thin air. But we're trying our best," he explained, hoping that answered her question well enough.
Boston Waldo tilted his head, trying to keep the worry out of his voice. "...Will dad and Ives have to stay here?" He asked, avoiding eye contact. He had already lost one parent, the thought of loosing another, to anything, was a lot to handle, even more so if he couldn't see him.
Norman nodded. "Yes. We want to keep an eye on them, make sure they've alright and that they don't infect anyone else," Norman explained, letting the room fall back into silence as he waited for more questions.
Ty spoke up after that, voice quiet yet getting louder the longer he spoke.. "You should have told us. Whatever happened to 'brothers stick together?' To 'brothers don't keep secrets?' Hmm? What happened to all of that?" Ty questioned. "We're brothers, Norman. You know what we've gone through, how we've only had each other, you know what a lab did to us. Knowing that, knowing everything we've been through, how could you have done this behind our backs?" He questioned, furrowing his brow as he looked at him, Norman shrinking further into his seat. "Maybe you've adapted to this freakin' world to easy. You seem to have adopted its corruption easy enough!" He snapped.
"Ty!" Kai snapped at him, standing up. "I know you're angry, but you need to back off and think about what you're saying and to who," he reminded, gesturing very slightly towards Norman, who looking far smaller than usual, cowering in his seat. Ty looked to him for a moment before a short realization washed over his face and he stood up as well, walking to the door.
"I'm gonna go find someone to escort me to my 'sick room.' Don't worry, I won't touch anyone," he promised, voice a bit more deflated at that as he pushed the door open and walked out.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 4, 2017 15:44:11 GMT -5
OOC: Morning!
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 15:50:32 GMT -5
OOC Hey Cloudy!
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