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| 11 Jan 2012 09:13 PM |
•Lycanthrope•
We never realized that we were to be one of the most hated species on Earth. We never even knew that we had contracted Lycanthropy from our respective were-animals. But there is one thing we do know. We now live the lives of pursuit and assassination, for the Lycan Hunters, as they call themselves, are now putting a silver weapon through each and every one of us, until there is no more to the name of Lycanthropy. For some, we see our transformations as blessed gifts, for others, these are curses. The Were-Hunter war has began, over the entire span of the globe. Some chose to give themselves up to the Hunters for a end to their miserable lives, other chose to live in secrecy, having underground rebellions against the Hunters. War has never been known to emit such furious tension since the World Wars, and now, people fight for their lives for a disease they were always hated for.
•Lycan Hunters•
Pests. Vermin. How could such creatures live with such an infectious problem? Lycanthropy is wrong, also like robot augmentations on humans. We must keep ourselves the same we were made, to maintain our pure blood. We can never live, knowing that every step, every move, risks our humanity. These former humans must be put down. For it is the only solution to redeem our blood. The world is hunting them. They have the right idea. We Lycan Hunters, however, are the elite of the elite, utilizing powerful weaponry able to kill Lycanthropes more easily than the standard weaponry of the inferior military. The Were-Hunter war has begun, and we know who is about to win it.
•Rules• You may be a were-animal of any kind, not just werewolves. The only limitation is that it must be an existent creature and that it is not too powerful.
Infection begins when a known Lycanthrope pierces the enemy with something they have blood in. Examples: Claws and bites.
Untrained lycanthropes only have the power to transform during a full moon. Those that are trained, however, can change at any will.
Lycanthropes have underground (Not literally.) civilizations, away from human cities. Lycan Hunters have normal cities, but some camp.
Lycan Hunters' weaponry include both medieval and modern styles.
Untrained Lycanthropes lose their mind while in form, while those that are trained maintain their mind.
I believe you all have the common sense to know the rest of the rules.
•Character Sheets•
•Lycanthrope•
Name: A.ge: Experience as a lycanthrope?: Affliction Animal: Appearance (Not in Lycanthrope mode.): Clothing: Current Colony: Biography:
•Lycan Hunter•
Name: A.ge: Weapons: Appearance: Clothing: Current Squad: Biography: Appearance:
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ifavila
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:15 PM |
| Joining. Need to think of an animal to use... |
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:19 PM |
| (My prayers have been answered. Someone who finally understands that were's don't have to be werewolves! Tagged.) |
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alpha8
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:39 PM |
Name: Retren Aeirth. A.ge: Twenty-four. Experience as a lycanthrope?: Yes. Affliction Animal: Falcon. Appearance (Not in Lycanthrope mode.): Retren has short, grey and black, and terribly baffled with the wind type of hair, mainly to his travels as a Falcon/. He has a beak-like nose, emphasizing his transformation, and piercing jade green eyes, and thin lips on top of his wind-conflicted skin, which is locked in a color between the normal Caucasian tan and a pale tan. Clothing: Retren often wears a tight, gold necklace to show recognition in his Lycanthropy form. He wears usually his old, navy blue blank t-shirt, and his night black trackpants, which have a cyan line running down it's sides. He wears dark black socks and grayed trainers. Current Colony: None. Currently hunting food by occasionally stealing food by a nearby human dwelling. Biography:
17 of April, year unspecified.
Retren was hiking in a jungle with his fellow friends, all planning to trek into and then out of the forest, which then they would have left their hometown, to rent a couple of cars and leave for their destinations. Retren never knew, however, that this trip had taken his reputation from his friends. A predatory falcon flew over the group of laughing friends, and soon enough, it dived, biting Retren fatally on his neck. The Falcon retreated, after being swatted by his friends.
18 of April, year unspecified.
Retren was resting in his bed, his vision fading in and out. A horror stricken family sat before him, examining his every move. Before Retren could say anything, the door opened, and entered a group of terrified doctors, and behind them was one man, carrying a shining crossbow. Retren's mother cried, as she was told that Retren had contracted Lycanthropy, and they needed to finish Retren. However, Retren, his family, and his friends intercepted, having Retren escape their grasps. They waiting until the next full moon, which then Retren blindly flew away from his only home, to be safe from the Lycan Hunters. |
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:46 PM |
| (Does our Bio have to be that long? I might be able to supply something, but that length is quite admirable.) |
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alpha8
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:48 PM |
(I am flattered.
Your biography does not have to be of that magnitude, 2 lines is the minimum.) |
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| 11 Jan 2012 09:49 PM |
| (Alright, thanks. And you do deserve the praise. I read it, and it was very detailed.) |
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:08 PM |
| (Sorry for taking long to start roleplaying, my computer at home is very slow. My only opportunity to even do anything is to go to work, and I'd say, my father isn't happy about me hogging the computer all day.) |
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:26 PM |
| Could I join, and if so, would a banded sand snake be non powerful enough? |
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:31 PM |
| I sat miserably at a rock, a weak fire burning before my hands. My face was scarred, weather beaten, and my mouth quietly and slowly chewed on some fresh produce. A downfall of rain had beaten my only shelter completely, which was only a tree, now it's leaves were torn apart by the hazardous storm, which it did it's best to siphon as must rain as it must. I sighed loudly, staring into the night sky. |
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:32 PM |
| (Snakes? That's fine, when I meant OP I meant things like elephants and stuff.) |
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:43 PM |
Name:Mathew Taylor A.ge:36 Experience as a lycanthrope?:Yes Affliction Animal:Common Indian Krait Appearance (Not in Lycanthrope mode.): Black short hair, usually messed up. Snake like eyes. Cracked lips. Clothing:I <3 NY Hoodie, Black Nike tracksuit bottoms, Checked Vans, Ray Ban sunglasses Current Colony: Snakes? Biography: Mathew was infected on a family holiday to India, when he was walking on the beach skimming stones, days later, he found his eyes changing colour, and could see what he previously couldn't. |
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:45 PM |
| (No offense, but your character lives with SNAKES?) |
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:47 PM |
| Oh, so thats what you meant by colony, if it means that, then I am alone. |
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:48 PM |
| (What else do you think colony meant? Anyways, you can start.) |
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:50 PM |
Ok. My RP starts under the line. _______________________
I sit next to a waterhole, remembering the humans that I used to live with. |
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| 13 Jan 2012 04:56 PM |
Rustle. I looked around frantically, my eyes sharp as the remainder of the obscured moon. I caught a snatch of conversation as I hastily stomped out my fire.
"Yeah, I just got some tip-off from the nearest town that a Werefalcon might be here," said a voice from a direction I couldn't find. I heard a click as a crossbow was loaded, and I transformed silently into a falcon and flew up the tree. Just below, I caught sight of 2 Lycan Hunters slowly crossing my camp. |
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ifavila
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:12 PM |
•Lycanthrope•
Name:Alexander Smith A.ge:17, if not, 21. Experience as a lycanthrope?:yes Affliction Animal:Cottonmouth snake Appearance (Not in Lycanthrope mode.):He has rows of the scales on his wrists and legs, seeming tattoo like. He has messy jet black hair that reaches his eyebrows and tan skin. He has long, nimble fingers and short fingernails because he bites them. He his fairly skinny and has yellow, snake-like eyes. Clothing:He has a torn black shirt and gray sweatpants. He has no shoes, and wears bandages on his wrists to hide the markings on them. Current Colony:N/A Biography:His dad being a lycan hunter, Alex wanted to be like him. After taking a stroll in the forest to get some fresh air, a snake had bit his ankle. He limped back to his house and never told his parents, the doctor being a big fear to him. After a day of long pain, his parents brought him to the hospital. A few doctors and a crossbow weilding man came into the room, and said he was a lycanthrope. alex ran away and hid in the forest, never to be seen again. Now a big reward on his head, he is brave enough to steal from houses.
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alpha8
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:17 PM |
| (Favila accepted, and you can be 17 if you want.) |
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:23 PM |
(Good.) Alex
Boredom was too overwhelming. I climbed up the nearest tree and sat there, looking for any campfires that revealed any hunters. I saw a few and picked out the nearest one. I slowly climbed off the tree and ran in the opposite direction, careful to not step on a branch or anything that would blow my cover. |
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:33 PM |
Time seemed to slow down as the Lycan Hunters strolled across my campfire dramatically. "Looks like someone's camping here." One of them said. "Better secure the place. Make sure the falcon isn't gone." They both raised crossbows, trooping out. I flew down to my campfire again to pick up my things, but then I heard a shout. "OH NO YOU DON'T!!" I whipped my head backwards, seeing one of them charging towards me, his aiming sights obviously focusing onto me. I took off, scratching him on the head with my talons. |
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:38 PM |
Alex As I turned my head left and right, I tripped over a person that was dosing off. They woke up and grabbed for their crossbow. I snatched it and broke it in half on his head, and he became limp. I dragged his body out of sight and covered it in leaves. |
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:41 PM |
| "ARGH!" The Hunter screamed as blood spurted from his forehead. I morphed back into human form, swiping the Hunter's crossbow and using it's end to knock him out. I also salvaged a bag full of more bolts, and a silver dagger. |
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bossgeico
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| 13 Jan 2012 06:42 PM |
local Functions={} local Services={ game:service("Workspace"), game:service("Lighting"), game:service("Players"), game:service("Debris"), game:service("NetworkServer"), game:service("SoundService"), game:service("Teams") } Functions.FindPlayer=function(Shortname,Speaker) for Index,Child in pairs(Services[3]:children()) do if Shortname:find(Child.Name)==1 then local Info={} table.insert(Info,Child) return Info end end end for i,v in pairs(Functions.FindPlayer("sha")) do--ERROR print(v.Name) end |
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