Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 8, 2021 21:59:57 GMT -5
Hmm... Nancy pondered for a moment before snapping her fingers. Her eyes changed to a pale blue as her hair darkened in color; she fumbled for a rubber band to pull it up into a ponytail. "That should work," she muttered, slipping her bag over her shoulders. "I'm not entirely sure where we should look for clothes, I found this jacket on a rope outside some building I went by a few weeks ago. Do you have any ideas?" Her lips were pursed as she glanced over at her friend.
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Post by Bunny on Sept 12, 2021 13:50:27 GMT -5
[{ sorry ive been away, i was at a music festival for a few days~
i’ll get a response up soon! }]
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Post by Bunny on Sept 13, 2021 16:31:03 GMT -5
Stassi self-consciously examined her tell tale red hair as Nancy used her abilities to change her appearance. "Not much I can do about that..." She muttered to herself and opted to simply tie it in a tight bun. She tapped her chin reflectively, trying to come up with a solution to Nancy's question.
"We could just do what me and Ash did last week, when those guys were being weird outside of that bar and we beat them up and stole their-" she cut herself off and grinned sheepishly. "Never mind. I got nothing. We should probably get going anyways."
Staring into the darkness outside the window, she directed a thought-speak message to Ashton, Coast clear?
Coast clear. Ashton confirmed. Stassi smiled and turned back to Nancy. "Everything's good out there. We should probably find that Billy guy too. Can't promise what'll happen if he's not done with his temper tantrum, but we'll play it by ear." She gave a wink and headed through the door... this time.
[{ Ahhh, I have no muse right now either but I wanted to get a response in. Maybe we should have some drama happen ; ) }]
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Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 13, 2021 21:24:30 GMT -5
[ I liked one of Fire's posts so he hopefully pops back in. ]
"That sounds like something I definitely want to hear about at some point." Nancy let out a chuckle and followed her friend out the door, already alert. It wasn't that she didn't trust Ashton, but you could never be too careful. She caught the end of her ponytail and twisted it absentmindedly around her fingers as they headed towards the center of the town. "I don't know about you, but I really hope Jade doesn't show up. We already know how to handle James..she's definitely a different story." At the thought of James' partner, Nancy felt a shiver creep up her spine. "That's one lady I never wanna see again."
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Heterosexual
Fireclaw
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw on Sept 13, 2021 23:12:06 GMT -5
Oh don’t worry, I’m still here  just letting you guys RP a bit before popping back in with Billy is all)
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Post by Bunny on Sept 14, 2021 14:24:20 GMT -5
Stassi began to chew on her full lower lip nervously and nodded. "As much as I'd like to roast her like a marshmallow, if I catch one glimpse of that... horrendous bob I'm running for the hills."
James and Jade were two of the leading scientists of the lab. While neither were in line for a humanitarian award, James took a more scientific approach to his work... Jade was simply cruel. During the many trials and tests the subjects went through, Stassi was convinced she genuinely enjoyed watching them suffer. She even caught a look in sympathy in James's eyes more than once.
Stassi caught sight of a bustling group of people outside of a bar exit, which lead into the alley the girls were walking through. Not again... Either way, she turned her green eyes to Nancy. "What do you think? Want to see if we can find anything here?"
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There's a saying "speak of the devil and they shall appear", and that was certainly the case right now. Several blocks away, Jade hurried through another alley, the clicks of her heels echoing against the empty space and walls. The horrendous bob in question was tied neatly at her neck, and her attire looked more business casual than searching for mutant runways in the middle of the night. She gritted her teeth and dialed a number on her cell phone for what felt like the millionth time. "James, if you don't pick up, I swear-"
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Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 16, 2021 2:41:09 GMT -5
Nancy shuddered again, her skin crawling at the reminder. "Never thought I'd say clinical is better than being cruel." She muttered, rubbing her arms anxiously. She blinked at the crowd and squinted for a moment, thinking. "We can check it out, but let's make sure we have an escape plan handy. James said people would attack us if we showed them who we are, and I think a fox that's burning would definitely draw attention." Her teeth caught on her lower lip and she shrugged. "Then again, I'd rather fight a crowd of normal people than the Hunters." She steeled herself and made her way down the alley.
James blinked at the sound of his phone ringing. That wasn't an alert he was prepared for. He sighed as he pulled the offending item out of his pocket and glanced at the caller ID. "Jade." His tone was cordial as he continued walking in the direction he thought Nancy had gone, icy eyes flickering towards a small restaurant. "I caught wind of Thirteen, but she's either on to me or being extremely cautious. The good news; I haven't seen anything else unusual. The bad; if she knows we're here she could run." His pace increased slightly.
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Fireclaw
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw on Sept 17, 2021 15:58:01 GMT -5
Still here, just a bit busy )
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 18, 2021 21:14:20 GMT -5
✘ - - Georgie "Xid" Rogers - 17 - Ten - - ✘
Xid has always come off as being a weak and sickly boy. Even with having his tanned Egyptian skin tone, it sometimes appears more olive and sickly-toned due to his extremely slim and lanky build. Because he is still young, his height is somewhere around 5'8" with room to grow. His hair is chocolate brown and falls around his face in tight curls, complementing his thick brown lashes. He has honey brown eyes that sometimes appear to have no life left in them. His face appears to be small: a little upturned nose with freckles blanketing across them and thin lips that tend to be pulled into a grim expression. His whole body is filled with scars, from smaller and more frequent ones coming down his arms and legs, to having bigger lashes across his chest and upper back. He pierced his ears while in the lab with a safety pin, so he wears them every day as it can help with his ability. Xid will normally be wearing a massive hoodie and some jeans or sweats, along with a pair of sneakers he picked up after escaping.
Because he was brought to the lab at such a young age, he does not remember any of his past and this has resulted in a toxic mindset. Most people can never read his expressions or talk to him because they never know what is going through his mind. He is always quiet, soft-spoken, and has very anxious body language like biting his nails or chewing his lip. He was known to be a "good experiment" because he never fought back and acted like a lifeless doll, so now that he escaped, he has had some mental breakdowns that may have triggered his abilities. He is unstable and likely needs a good support group after being cold for so long. It is assumed that he was anemic before becoming an experiment, which is no longer a problem for him as he can manipulate his own blood. Xid tends to rely on music as his escape from reality; he stole a guitar and its case from a sleeping homeless man, and although never being taught, he was likely musically inclined before entering the lab as he easily plays without using any music sheets. He may be planning to use this guitar as a weapon because somebody found him filing the strings into thin wires that cuts his fingertips while he plays.
Xid manipulates his own blood and sounds, he also has some immunity to poison and disease.
✘ - - Callie Clean - 20 - Eight - - ✘
With a towering height of 6ft and a medium build, Callie's appearance can come off as being intimidating at first glance. Her skin is pale which enables her structured bones to become more apparent and shadowed; all the while, her hazel eyes often go unnoticed due to her thick dark brows and heavy brow line. Due to Callie's ability, her hair has not been cut since she was a child and it is longer than her height - possibly up to 15ft long when it is not braided and tied around her. It does, however, match her edgy appearance as it is dark as a raven's feather. Her limbs are long and defined without any scrapes or blemishes - again, due to her ability. She tends to dress like a 90s rocker if they had never entered a normal society before: a tattered black tank top and skinny jeans that she cut apart herself, along with a black leather jacket that she picked up off the streets. If Callie had money, she would coat herself in jewelry, but because of their tough circumstances, she tends to find loose change on the ground and uses her hardened nails to turn them into rings; she wears them on every finger.
Callie can come off as slightly obnoxious or crazy - she's loud, charismatic, and has absolutely no sense of personal space. She tends to wear a cheeky grin on her face when meeting new folks, and even while coming off as intimidating, she only wants some friends to rely on and trust. Although being sarcastic with teasing tendencies, she only wants the best for those that she cares for. Because she has always put up her threatening façade, sizing people up is one of her more negative traits: she does not want to be belittled or looked down upon. She is also bisexual as her first crush was a girl. Callie never had the chance to live a normal life like most of the other lab rats, so now that she has escaped, she hopes to integrate into society someday and have her own family if it is possible. Because she does not know her family and never had close friends while being experimented on, she tends to become overly protective of her new friends and will likely risk it all to save their lives. Callie's ability allows her to be more of a shield rather than an offensive ability user; however, her long and hardened hair can be used as an extremely dangerous weapon.
Callie has a durable body - her skin, bones, and hair are always hardened, making her resistant to mind control. |
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 20, 2021 2:38:25 GMT -5
[ whew, I *think* my forms are finished now. Please let me know if you need me to change/elaborate on anything!
as a side note, I am currently going to university so my activity may be on and off throughout the workweek; I'll be sure to update y'all if I need to disappear for a few days. ]
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Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 20, 2021 10:12:33 GMT -5
[ you should probably change callie's extra description; all of them were taken at such a young age they should barely be able to remember their previous names but definitely have no idea of any life outside of the laboratory. ]
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 20, 2021 10:59:54 GMT -5
[ will do! I wasn't sure about the timing of them being in there, so if thats the case I will update it as soon as I get on my laptop ]
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 20, 2021 11:40:54 GMT -5
[ It should be all updated now - let me know. Also had to edit for some grammar mistakes as I wrote these forms at midnight lol. ]
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Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 21, 2021 8:15:20 GMT -5
[ i feel you, im like half asleep 24/7 lmao. ummm the only other issue i have would be with xid's age coinciding with his number, he should be a little older than fifteen. ]
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 21, 2021 11:41:46 GMT -5
[ yesss I've been dying since my classes started again lol. I switched it to 17 because I wanted to rp someone a bit younger, but if it's still too young we can switch it to 18 if that works. ]
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Post by Bunny on Sept 21, 2021 11:49:45 GMT -5
[{ sorry for being MIA, work has been the death of me x( i’ll get a response up soon }]
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Pansexual
cake
i was running far away would i run off the world someday
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Post by cake on Sept 22, 2021 20:32:47 GMT -5
[ your form has been accepted c; Bunny don't forget to finish yours :c ]
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 23, 2021 19:36:50 GMT -5
[ awesome, thank you! I'll try to get my starters up either tn or tomorrow. I'll probably have one or both of them hop in with Billy though ]
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 25, 2021 21:05:16 GMT -5
Sorry for the short post, my creative juices weren’t really flowing)
Billy strolled down the street, glad for the time to be alone. ’Anyways, giving the crazy reckless twins some alone time with Nancy is for the best.’ He thought to himself as he walked along. Billy shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands. ’That girl. She busts into the house, screaming, and then everyone is angry with me for reacting and letting them know that wasn’t a good idea?’ He shook his head again, before muttering to himself “Whatever, it’s in the past. Time to move on.” His mind kept drifting off to different thoughts, different memories, but he made sure that he was paying attention to his surroundings, making sure to keep an eye out for The Hunters. ’If I run into them, I don’t think they would recognize me, at least not by my looks.’ He thought to himself. When Billy was in the lab, he looked completely different, his skin wasn’t as tan, and his beard didn’t exist. Now Billy was more tanned, short beard, and dressed completely different, with large glasses masking the upper half of his face. Although never having experienced a modern society, Callie was having the time of her life. She looked like crap: dirt, dust, and grime coating her arms and face, but she continued to laugh and smile while running through the streets. Over the short time she had escaped from the lab, she acquired a handful of items that may or may not prove to be useful: a set of clothes on her back, an old leather jacket which she adored, a handful of change which she stole off of some sleeping homeless guy, and a few other knickknacks of which she did not understand the purpose. Even while having the time of her life, a lingering paranoia flowed through the back of her mind.
An hour prior, she had nearly ran into one of the Hunters while eating some fresh garbage fries. She was lucky to find different clothes and a bulky toque after escaping to be used as a disguise, also braiding her hair back so that they could not recognize her from her long and powerful hair. As soon as she heard the man's recognizable voice, she ran as far away as possible, like a bunny escaping from the paws of a wolf. The way she strolled through the alleyways may look carefree, but her eyes darted to all of her surroundings with every corner she took.
She flicked her nails to an arrhythmic tune, taking in the 'beauty' of the newfound territory beyond her. She carefully watched those people walking along the sidewalk, or the homeless-man sleeping in a crevice, or the groups of scary men smoking their cigarettes. However, one man really caught her eye - he seemed out of place compared to the rest of the beings who had been here for ages. In a way, he almost looked familiar. Her cheeky smile grew as she carefully approached; head down and hands in her pockets was an attempt to act natural without catching his gaze. His appearance threw her off, because although he did seem familiar, he could have been just another one of these street men living their lives. Fortunately for her, he seemed to be lost in thought, and she walked towards him on the sidewalk while he rubbed his face and stared into the streets.
Smack! Her hardened shoulder collided with his own, and she faked falling to the ground in front of him. While keeping her head down, she quickly replied: "Oh my! I am so sorry, I didn't see you there." She peered up at him through her hat; finally meeting his gaze, she could not help but let out a small giggle from her internalized craziness.
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Fireclaw
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw on Sept 25, 2021 21:29:18 GMT -5
Sorry for the short post, my creative juices weren’t really flowing)
Billy strolled down the street, glad for the time to be alone. ’Anyways, giving the crazy reckless twins some alone time with Nancy is for the best.’ He thought to himself as he walked along. Billy shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands. ’That girl. She busts into the house, screaming, and then everyone is angry with me for reacting and letting them know that wasn’t a good idea?’ He shook his head again, before muttering to himself “Whatever, it’s in the past. Time to move on.” His mind kept drifting off to different thoughts, different memories, but he made sure that he was paying attention to his surroundings, making sure to keep an eye out for The Hunters. ’If I run into them, I don’t think they would recognize me, at least not by my looks.’ He thought to himself. When Billy was in the lab, he looked completely different, his skin wasn’t as tan, and his beard didn’t exist. Now Billy was more tanned, short beard, and dressed completely different, with large glasses masking the upper half of his face. Although never having experienced a modern society, Callie was having the time of her life. She looked like crap: dirt, dust, and grime coating her arms and face, but she continued to laugh and smile while running through the streets. Over the short time she had escaped from the lab, she acquired a handful of items that may or may not prove to be useful: a set of clothes on her back, an old leather jacket which she adored, a handful of change which she stole off of some sleeping homeless guy, and a few other knickknacks of which she did not understand the purpose. Even while having the time of her life, a lingering paranoia flowed through the back of her mind.
An hour prior, she had nearly ran into one of the Hunters while eating some fresh garbage fries. She was lucky to find different clothes and a bulky toque after escaping to be used as a disguise, also braiding her hair back so that they could not recognize her from her long and powerful hair. As soon as she heard the man's recognizable voice, she ran as far away as possible, like a bunny escaping from the paws of a wolf. The way she strolled through the alleyways may look carefree, but her eyes darted to all of her surroundings with every corner she took.
She flicked her nails to an arrhythmic tune, taking in the 'beauty' of the newfound territory beyond her. She carefully watched those people walking along the sidewalk, or the homeless-man sleeping in a crevice, or the groups of scary men smoking their cigarettes. However, one man really caught her eye - he seemed out of place compared to the rest of the beings who had been here for ages. In a way, he almost looked familiar. Her cheeky smile grew as she carefully approached; head down and hands in her pockets was an attempt to act natural without catching his gaze. His appearance threw her off, because although he did seem familiar, he could have been just another one of these street men living their lives. Fortunately for her, he seemed to be lost in thought, and she walked towards him on the sidewalk while he rubbed his face and stared into the streets.
Smack! Her hardened shoulder collided with his own, and she faked falling to the ground in front of him. While keeping her head down, she quickly replied: "Oh my! I am so sorry, I didn't see you there." She peered up at him through her hat; finally meeting his gaze, she could not help but let out a small giggle from her internalized craziness.
"Have I, perhaps, met you before?" |
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 25, 2021 22:16:02 GMT -5
[ Fireclaw of course, no problem at all!!! I just needed to have at least one of my starters posted haha. take your time. ] |
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Sept 28, 2021 14:08:12 GMT -5
[ I'll try to get Xid's starter up at some point today or tomorrow so we can RP :3 ]
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Heterosexual
Fireclaw
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw on Oct 1, 2021 14:54:55 GMT -5
Billy was walking along the streets, keeping his eyes open for The Hunters, and anything that he considered worth stealing. As he walked, his irritability from earlier that day slowly wore off. ’I may of come off a little angrier than I was.’[/] He thought to himself, thinking back on his conversation with Stassi. ’Hopefully she didn’t take it too hard.’ He thought again as he strolled down the narrow sidewalk.
As he was walking, a figure caught his eyes, in front of him, walking towards Billy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out why they seemed familiar, but he couldn’t place why they seemed familiar, or where he seen this girl in front of him. He thought that there may be a chance that they were from the lab as well, but the odds of finding yet ANOTHER person from there, in the same town, on the same day, seemed way too low for him.
Billy lowered his gaze and continued to walk, not wanting the girl to think he was staring at her, when all of a sudden he felt something crash into his shoulder. Billy quickly looked up, his instincts ever since he escaped told him to prepare to fight, but he held back when he seen it was the girl. As she started to fall, or pretend to unbeknownst to him, Billy quickly placed a hand on each of her shoulders, half catching her and slowly knelt into the ground. “You ok, miss?” He asked, before catching a glimpse of her face. His mouth twitched into a small smile, and he said quietly “Ah, I recognize you now.”
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Post by ᴘᴏʟʏᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ on Oct 1, 2021 23:02:18 GMT -5
[ hey! I'll try to get my posts up this weekend, I've been so busy prepping for midterms the past few days  ] |
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just letting you guys RP a bit before popping back in with Billy is all)
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