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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 18:49:35 GMT -5
"Yeah, I think even if I was a rabbit I'd still eat venison." Celina laughed, but blushed some more as her stomach rumbled loudly. "Nothing against berries, but I'm more of a meat gal." She said quickly, looking up and down the line.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 18:58:26 GMT -5
Celina hmmphed indignantly, trailing after him with a clenched jaw. She was out of smart comebacks, and therefore had to refrain from retorting something foolish.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 19:17:24 GMT -5
Satisfied with how much she had piled onto her plate, she followed after him, looking back at Lana to make sure she was following. "So, how many people are there here like us?" Celina asked.
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Sept 4, 2017 19:25:40 GMT -5
Lana piled food onto her plate and stayed close to Celina and Dexter. When they got to the table she sat next to Celina and began to eat her meal quietly. "Thats not very many people." she muttered.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 19:25:51 GMT -5
"So far?" Celina asked, raising an eyebrow as she sat down in her seat. "You expecting an influx of recruits?" She half joked, popping a berry into her mouth.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 20:04:37 GMT -5
Celina shook her head. "I hope the Lab doesn't. They're such horrible people." She said, angrily and sadly. The she-wolf took a moment to slice herself some meat, before consuming it, too.
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ʟız
✿ spring has sprung ✿
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Post by ʟız on Sept 4, 2017 20:26:10 GMT -5
Ahhh I'm going to bed. Sorry I will pop in tomorrow morning (hopefully) )) Dexter nodded. "One time the sleeping gas didn't fully work on me. They tried a big bird first and then they settled on a fox." He said, eating the deer.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 4, 2017 20:37:55 GMT -5
(That's alright lol. I can't be on in the mornings, so earliest I'll be back is 5 PM ish.)
Celina shuddered at the memories of experimentation in the labs. "Horrible." She whispered, around her mouthful of venison. Habitually, her eyes turned to Lana, filled with sadness.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 5, 2017 6:42:41 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I'm on only like once a day.
Oh no it's fine that you kept Tera with Chase Sweet! It'll probably be interesting.XD
IC: Chase nodded as she explained her full name. "Ah Cynthia, of course," he repeated before shrugging. "I'll be sure to just call you Syn then. So how long have you been here for?" He asked with a tilt of his head. He was curious.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 5, 2017 13:05:20 GMT -5
"I've been here for a few days, nearing a week," Cynthia stated. Suddenly, she heard the sound of movement coming from another direction. Wondering what it was, she turned her head towards the source of the sound. Cyn gazed around for a few moments, her ears twitching. A few minutes later, having seen nothing, she turned her head back towards Chase. It was probably nothing anyways, Cyn thought.
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Asexual
Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Sept 5, 2017 21:55:53 GMT -5
Lana pretended like she was in her own little universe while the other two conversed, she was listening though. She resisted a shiver at the thought of where they had escaped from. She turned her mind to the food. It was actually really good. Better than what she herself usually made since Celina couldn't cook to save a life.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 6, 2017 5:22:00 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase didn't actually hear anything, but as she looked around he followed her gaze, trying to see whatever it was that she had heard. He couldn't seem to sense anything himself. Though he soon looked back at her again when she did. "Ah okay. I've been here bout two weeks now myself. I'm curious, what species of animal are you?" He asked with a tilt of his head.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 6, 2017 6:41:18 GMT -5
"I'm a brown squirrel, as you can see by my ears and tail," Cynthia answered, gesturing to her squirrel parts. "What about you?" she asked, turning her gaze back to Chase. As far as she could tell, nothing seemed out of the ordinary about him.
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 7, 2017 19:33:08 GMT -5
Dexter shook his head. "It is terrible, isn't it. But hey, why think sad when you're out of there?" He smiled, still looking at Celina. Lana pretended like she was in her own little universe while the other two conversed, she was listening though. She resisted a shiver at the thought of where they had escaped from. She turned her mind to the food. It was actually really good. Better than what she herself usually made since Celina couldn't cook to save a life. Celina nodded, chewing some more venison before swallowing and continuing to speak. "Yeah, life's been so much better now. Just me and Lana against the world..." She smiled smally, green eyes looking from her best friend over to the fox. "Now, it seems, maybe the world isn't so small after all."
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Post by ♥Snowfire♥ on Sept 7, 2017 19:34:02 GMT -5
( Hey y'all! Sorry I haven't really been on. I'm prepping for Hurricane Irma to hit (Yay Florida) and I've been really busy. I finally have some down time tonight, though!)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 8, 2017 7:32:14 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry!
IC: Chase nodded, now understanding. "Are right! Sorry I didn't recognise the features," he said. When she asked her question he smirked and raised his eyebrow. Instead of answering straight away he took off his coat, revealing multiple things. The first thing to notice was the sand coloured scales covering his arms. The second thing was when he spread his wings, which were very large bat wings. Nowhere as big as Nix, but still large. "I'm two animals. A Spitting Cobra and Desmodus Draculae, which is an extinct version of a vampire bat. The only difference is size. A normal vampire bat is smaller," he said proudly. There were a lot of good things to come from his animals, and he was proud of them. It was extremely painful getting them so HR may as well enjoy it right?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2017 9:14:16 GMT -5
Anubis // Woras Cawthorne // 53 // Irish Wolfhound // Longsword // Warrior // Woras stands only at about 5'8" with a wider build, not from weight but also not entirely from muscle either, a bit of both. He's still very fit for his age and his mind is sharp as ever. Other than his hair and beard, which match the colour and texture of a wolfhound's coat, grey and wiry with patches of silver, his heightened sense of smell and hearing are really the only attributes that show his animal side. The merging process having a lesser affect on him may have had something to do with his age. He has short hair, hairline receding a bit but not much, pale skin and a weathered aged look. His voice sounds deep, rough and aged as well with a thick Irish accent. Woras is primarily a warrior, having worked in security when he was younger as well as having training in sword fighting from collecting antique weapons and artifacts. He does sometimes help out in other fields like cooking. // He's straight-forward, a bit soft-spoken, humble, honest and a little self-deprecating. He doesn't think much of himself most of the time. He's also perceptive, observant, and can quickly figure who can and cannot be trusted. He's not very good with the topics of intellectual fields. His intelligence mostly comes from experience and some wisdom but he doesn't know a thing in regards to science or anything. He speaks his mind most of the time and not afraid to speak truths especially when it's inconvenient, even to people who hold authority over him. // Blunt and not super intelligent. // He had a wife years ago, before the merging process but they got divorced. He has two sons who are now adults and have gone off on their own.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 8, 2017 15:14:16 GMT -5
Cynthia looked at Chase as he took off his coat. "So you're mixed with two animals? That's kinda neat," she said with a nod. Though she had only met a few of the others, Cyn hadn't met anyone who was mixed with more than one animal. "Can you fly?" Cyn asked, tilting her head.
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Rainwatcher
Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you
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Post by Rainwatcher on Sept 9, 2017 1:02:30 GMT -5
Rainwatcher // Paige // 22 // scottish fold cat // She's sharp-tongued if that counts as a weapon. //Doctor // Paige is quite tall, measuring in at around 5’10” she is also on the thinner side. Her skin has often been described as alabaster or porcelain, it's extremely fair. It is difficult for her to hide her embarrassment or anger, her face turns very red. The same goes for her hair, it's naturally a white blonde. Right now it is styled in a medium length bob. If you see her with her hair up you have witnessed a rare event. Her eyes usually throw people off, they’re steely ice blue and usually just as cold. If that wasn't enough, they’re 100% feline, vertical pupil and all. Her eyes are also highly reflective and have startled people more than once out in the dark. Atop her head she has two folded cat ears. They’re a lighter grey color and are unfortunately quite noticeable against her light hair. They don’t really help her hear any better than a normal person. Her sight, however, is excellent in the dark. Her sense of smell is better than the average human as well. While her senses are heightened she suffers from frequent headaches. Her mostly human brain has a difficult time handling so much sense stimulation. She has a thin white scar across her face just under her eyes and across her nose. Its barely noticeable if at all. She might have called herself beautiful when she was teenager. If you ask her now she's just ‘pretty’. She's super flat chested. Queen of crop tops and sheer shirts. She would wear really tight jeans if she could find some. She's not necessarily concerned with her appearance but she wants to look good or at least put together. She probably smells good. // Paige is not really the doctor because she is gentle, nurturing or kind. Because she isn’t any of those things. At all. If that was in the job description she would be the least qualified. She is very very apathetic. Paige is the doctor because of her affinity for medicines (*cough* and poisons *cough cough*). She is just good at it, there's no denying it. She used to scavenge (and steal) books and read them when she could. She is very bossy and demanding, ridiculously condescending. If someone reacts to her aggressively she does not retaliate in the moment. Watch your back. She mostly has a ‘screw off’ attitude but depending on the day or person she can be friendly or even provocative (it must be a cat thing). She’s a prideful person, but it's not too toxic….just don’t feed it. She’s on the ambitious side. She is definitely a leader personality type. Chaotic Neutral. She’s confident in herself. She probably wants to be doing something else all the time. She probably thinks she's entitled. // Would sell your soul to satan for a corn chip. Paige is not loyal. Has too many ulterior motives probably. She's a ‘what's in it for me’ kind of person. She can be critical. Apathetic. // None right now // N/A // N/A
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 9, 2017 6:27:54 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase nodded at her first comment and shrugged. "It has its upsides, but it's got downsides too," he said with a smile, but at her question he sort of gave a half-and-half yes and no gesture. "Oh yeah I can fly for sure, but I do prefer not to, it's very tiring," he said. He then tilted his head. "Actually, are you as...quick and agile as a squirrel?" He asked curiously.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 9, 2017 8:28:50 GMT -5
"Most people consider me a fast runner," Cynthia replied, "I can show you, if you'd like." Even before the experiment, Cyn had long legs. However, she was more clumsy with them than anything. It seemed to her that she was a faster runner after being mixed with a squirrel. Even so, Cyn was still fairly clumsy. She tried her best not to let it show.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Sept 10, 2017 3:51:45 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase raised his eyebrow and nodded enthusiastically, rubbing his hands together. "Yeah, I think I'd like to see that," he said happily, before getting an idea. "Actually, you wanna race?" He asked, prepared to lose, but if anything he'd be more satisfied if he did lose.
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Post by Sησω on Sept 10, 2017 8:14:04 GMT -5
At Chase's suggestion, Cynthia's face crept into a smile. "Sure, why not?" she replied. She looked around for a good finish or starting line, eyes landing on what appeared to be an old house nearby. "Want to race from here to that building and back?" Cyn asked, pointing at the building she had seen.
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