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Hey everyone! This is probably going to be the final rp I make on here, and I would rather enjoy it if you could make this longer than my usual rps.
A few special people are cursed, and each day, a transformation will slowly turn them into animals. One day, you may feel whiskers on your cheeks, and a month after that, you're a cat.
They all want to get rid of this curse, for when it's completed, they will forget all they have known and only have the contents of an animal.
Our characters take place in a crowded city, where they hide in the alleys to avoid being seen.
Also, no op characters. I will allow two other people besides me to be cursed into a mythical character.
Form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Human Appearance (Most have animal features):
Animal:
Animal Appearance:
Advantages (Amount of advantages=Amount of Weaknesses):
Weaknesses
Background/other:
My characters:
Name: Marthn
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Very very very serious. I'm not even joking about that one. Very literal, has a harsh temper, clever and smart. A bit cold and sarcastic.
Human Appearance: Long, jet black wings reach out from her back. Tall in height, with green/blue eyes and spikes trailing down from her head to back. Claws replace her hands, but not her feet. Dark black hair.
Animal: Dragon.
Animal Appearance: An average-sized dragon, with dark green scales and green/blue eyes. Jet black wings, long claws, and a spiked back, head, wing, and tail.
advantages: An extremely good fighter, very intimidating, and is good at working alone.
weaknesses: Trusts no one at all, is way too harsh, and is bad at controlling large amounts of people.
Backstory/Other: She once had an older brother who was leader before her, however, his curst became completed and she had to take his place. She also has a little sister, named Natsumi. Marthn is also hated by a lot of the Cursed.
Name: Natsumi (Nat-su-me)
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Personality: The exact opposite of her sister. Childish, funny, smiley. A bit sensitive, but is very hopeful and creative. Friendly, laughs a lot.
Human Appearance: Large brown-orange cat ears, long whiskers on her cheeks, and cat-like blue eyes. A long orange-brown cat-tail. She usually wears a long black cloak that covers her whole body.
Animal: Cat
Animal Appearance: Orange-brown fur, long fluffy orange-brown tail. Longer whiskers than most cats, with blue, cheerful eyes.
advantages: Is extremely happy and cheerful. Is good at making friends, and is all in all a good person.
weaknesses: Is HORRRIBLE at fighting, not the brightest, and very very forgetful. Also clumsy.
Backstory/Other: Is the sister of Marthn, and is one of the lowest fighters. But she is rather friendly and popular, at least more popular then Marthn.
submitted by Danie
(August 21, 2015 - 6:05 pm)
(August 21, 2015 - 6:05 pm)
Marthn~
I bite my lip.
"What happened?" I look over to the mess.
"Some sort of jackle cursed," Tori growled.
"Explain later," I glance around. "For now, protect these cursed."
I lead them to camp.
Then I topple over.
Natsumi~
"HAH!" I grab Marthn by the arm and laugh. "Gotchhhaaa!"
"Really!" Marthn pushes me off. "Now?"
"Yes! Iwanttomeetthenewbies," I race over to the first. "Hello! Hiwhat'syourname?"
She blinks. I hug in return.
"F-flame?"
"Nicename! Oh boy this'll be-"
"Shut your mouth for once, Nattie!" Marthn warns.
"Finefinefinefinnnee!" I turn into a cat and bound away.
(September 17, 2015 - 10:05 pm)
Except Flame cannot be hugged....unless you happen to be fireproof. Natsumi should be in flames XD. Can we just say there was no hug involved? I hop you dont mind.
(September 18, 2015 - 1:58 pm)
Marthn: Bye bye Natsumi!
Yeah. No hug. Marthn would be happy with the hug, though. :P
(September 18, 2015 - 5:16 pm)
Hi, I'm Madison.
(September 18, 2015 - 4:18 pm)
Eerin~
I fly back through my open window, get into my jammies, and quickly scramble into bed. My mother walks in and puts my blanket over me. Success! I hear her slowly walk out and close my door. Feel so tired from staying up all night. Silently close my curtains, blocking the sun from my room, and fall asleep.
I wake up around noon, still exausted from my strange encounter the night before. Luckily, it's Saturday, so I can sleep in as long as I like. But since I'm already awake, I get out of bed, and shuffle to the bathroom. I grab a washcloth and some soap, but when I'm about to wash my face, I scream. My mother rushes into the bathroom, then stops. My eyes have become a deep yellow, almost golden, and my nose has become pointy. My changes have never just happened overnight. I can tell my mother is trying to think of what to do, but there isn't anything we could do. When feathers started sprouting on my hands, my mother tried plucking them out, which was really painful, but they just grew back. And another time she tried to call a doctor, resulting in us moving across the country. But then, the answer hits me. I have to see the others like me.
(October 6, 2015 - 7:11 pm)