Born to be Wild: Were-Creature Rp Open!

Sage nodded to the now human were-wolf, "That's what happened earlier, now I can barely even step," she replied as she tried to think of something else to distract the thought of walking.

Name:  Nightshade Ebony

Description: Female, medium length black hair, the only thing that shows she has shifts is her deep green eyes with silver spots. Small almost unnoticeable scar over right eye from her father. She is 5'6 but also wears high boots so it makes her taller.

Age: 15

What you are: Weredragon

Creature Description: A blackout lizard like creature with leathery like wings and a silver crescent moon marking on her left paw pad and a small scar over right eye where scales won’t grow. She can spit a dark black smoke that can either knockout or kill depending on how much you inhale. She can’t do it for very long though because it makes her throat sore. Even during a full moon she's been having a difficult time shifting comfortably, it’s probably because of her depression from the death of her mother. Side affects of the smoke include: coughing, headache, confusion, passing out, and painful sores in some cases; may cause death if inhaled too much.

Personality: Introverted, sarcastic, kinda insensitive at times; a good description of her would be “if there was a fistfight she’d bring a machete.” She’s deeply connected to nature and animals. One of her weaknesses is sunlight even when she’s not in her shift form and she absolutely hates being too warm. If you find her in the library she’s usually reading some thick old novel with Shakespearian words and old fashioned phrases. One of her less flattering traits is that she can be rude to people she doesn't know or make jokes when the time isn't right. Her dark sense of humor has lost her friends multiple times. One of the physical things she hates about herself is her hands. They're much too small in her opinion and because of that she's reluctant to let them leave the long arms of her hoodie.

Background: Abusive father who eventually abandoned her mother and her, and soon her mother died too. She lives alone now, in in the old apartment her mother left her, but there isn't running water and she will most likely be kicked out for not paying rent for too long. She doesn't mind being alone, in fact she prefers it, but she does miss having someone to talk to besides the crow that occasionally visits.

Weaknesses: Peppermint plants, being in the sun for too long, any sort of ultra bright light, birchwood and willow arrows/spears/daggers/etc

Family: nobody besides chosen family; currently alone | open to a cousin she was supposed to move in with but ghosted instead

Romantic Interests: none really at the moment; she’s bi and her pronouns are she/her

Other: Her outfit consists of a faded cabella soup shirt, a black hoodie, black fingerless gloves, black ripped jeans, off brand brown hiking boots, and a black cloth face mask (think Covid mask) with a pride flag pin. She always has a faded brown backpack on that contains all of her stuff. Her powers are:
-Can melt into shadows
-Deeply connected to nature
-Scales can have different color highlights at the edges based off of mood
-Poisonous smoke (but it makes her throat sore so she doesn't do it that much)
-Obsession with shiny things and gems
-She has a weakness to sunlight when she's in her full form and even when in human form she hates the light and also hates warmth

Sn: Ravenshadow

✨rawr✨

(am I good now? What am I missing?)

(Gasples mythical were-creatures are allowed? MUAHAHAHA)

(darn lol, I was thinkin of a were-pheonix, also Hawkeyes258 I happen to notic Sage is not in the thingy yet? Could you please add her lol its fine if your busy I understand)

| Waking up feeling like crap | Nightshade POV|
Nightshade woke up with a yawn. As per tradition, she looked around for intruders. It was just paranoia she knew, but better to be safe than sorry. The room was completely empty besides the peeling wall paper and smell of mildew. Groaning, she sat up and crossed her legs on her sleeping bag. She opened her backpack and felt around for her brush. She grabbed the small brush and attempted to pull it through her scraggly hair. It was no use, her hair wouldn’t be doing anything nice anytime soon. Cracking her knuckles she got up from her bag. The floor was icy cold but it didn’t bother her. The one piece of furniture in the room was a cracked mirror on the opposite wall and she walked up to it. Dark green eyes and black unkempt hair greeted her. Small purple tired bags were under her eyes and her face was streaked with sweat and tears. Then she made a small “humph” noise and walked back over to her sleeping bag and was about to sit down but then a knock rang out from the front door.

Making a face she padded over and cracked open the door; the sunlight blinded her temporarily and she recoiled. Once her eyes adjusted she saw the landlord standing there. His face was angry and he was holding up a piece of paper. “Does this mean anything to you?” She blinked at him. “Uh no not really.” His nostrils flared and he said in a haughty voice, “It’s your payment due for this months rent.” Nightshade again made a face. “Well?” He said expectedly. “Do you have the money to pay for it?” She stuck out her tongue at him. “No and you know that.” It was immature sure but she was being kicked out anyway so she didn’t care. “OUT!!” He yelled. Rolling her eyes she collected her items and squeezed out from the doorway. “Have a good day!” She yelled sarcastically at him. His response to that was giving her a middle finger. She returned it and then walked down the stairway. She pulled her mask up over her face to protect her from the sun. “Well,” she said out loud, “where should I get breakfast?”

Adeline sent a somewhat surprised glance towards Jack at the borderline feral noise he made. Her hands gently, ever so gently shaking as she followed along with his gesture, not hesitating to make her way past the... whoever the hell this guys thinks he is, and going right after Jack.

The small crow helpfully pecked at the Conspiracy nut's shoes before flying away in a ruffle of black, bluish feathers. The bird is far too satisficed with the little yelp he hears. 'Now, getting his head checked might be a bit of an overstatement. You're little friend knows he's right. Well. Somewhat.'

Adeline cringes at the suddenly louder voice, eyes scrunching before getting pulled from that as she listens exasperatedly to that weirdo. And Jack's near instant reaction to the barb.

Keeping a somewhat faster pace (she wasn't looking to get harassed by that guy again-), she only starts to slow as they get further away.

Taking in a quick, but deep breath, Adeline shoots a nose scrunched glance over her shoulder. "He.. was a piece of work." She turns towards Jack, eyes subtly concerned.

"You.. okay?" She saw his.. uh, flinch, recoil? Adeline hopes whatever empty words that guy said Jack doesn't take to heart.

(I know the crow is probably some ancient pagan deity or something, but I’ve been calling him ‘Blackberry’ for the past half-hour)

(AHK! I'm so excited for him though! ;-; It's gonna be hilarious.)

(And he is just loving harassing random strangers! He'll take full advantage of Adeline's softness as an excuse to go on rampage-)

(If you want Raven I can throw Delvin or Roger at her)

It took a second for Jack to realize that Adeline was speaking to him. He glance to see a look of concern on her face. Right. He still had a front to maintain.

“Huh? Oh… Yeah… I’m fine… Just stepped awkwardly,” it was a low effort excuse, he’d be the first to admit, but at least it was a believable response to “are you okay”.

God he wished he could just tell her and be done with it. She could keep a secret, right? Surely there are rules to humans finding out about people like him? But then again… Who would want to be friends with a monster?

“Something tells me he’s not going to quit anytime soon. He might be like us and research at the library…”

(Hey hey party people!! Sorry for my inactivity today, been out and about. And OOH A DRAGON!! That'll spice things up (heh-) for sure! And soot I'd love the feline to feline interaction between Callisto and Javalle after Jack's first day at work. I'd rather have an interaction at the bank later just for some variety since Adeline'll be at the library soon.)

Adeline looked moderately unconvinced.. but didn't pry. "Sure- you didn't hurt your leg, did you?" Adeline asks instead, glancing towards his already injured leg. He really shouldn't be walking on it yet. Let alone shoving past weird conspiracy nuts. Bringing a clasped sleeved up to wipe away the remaining remnants of water.. Adeline's eyes widen.

"Oh- do you need a napkin or something?" Adeline mutters with a wince, rooting around in her pockets for something if he needs it.

"Hm-? Oh.. that's a good point. He does seem a bit busy with his- ah........ 'protesting' thing." She adds a moment later to Jack's quiet words, looking up with a random (slightly crumpled) napkin Adeline offers.

The crow lightly swoops down, circling the 'unnatural' pair for a moment before he tilts his wings. The black-berry reminiscent bird landing with a quiet 'tip-tap' of his oddly long, and sharp claws.  Said claws hook over the edge of the concrete he's standing on, gazing at them with too knowing of eyes.

'Do your walks always take this long? I could have been to your destination five minutes after you'd left your door.

Try a window next time.'

Adeline's face twists to a mildly offended expression before settling again. Rather Jack not think he.. somehow offended her. Just the weird voice in her head. She's almost getting used to it.

(Oh dear, I'm like, way excited to do any sort of reveal. Especially so poor Jack doesn't feel so alone ;-; )