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| 19 Oct 2012 06:59 PM |
There's a house at the end of the street, a crumbling, dilapidated building. It's the one house that bridges the gap between the suburbs, and the slums, and is considered haunted by both classes. They say anyone who goes into this building, disappears, many of the kids think by ghosts. Others think by witches. Few know the real truth, by scientists.
Although it may seem like lots of people are disappearing, most people notice the suspicious lights and such in the area. A lot of the time, there is green smoke that comes out of the yard, red lights blast through the windows, and shadows can be seen everywhere there. Many of the kids first believe in them, but as they grow older, find that it's mostly teenagers pulling tricks on them.
Little do they know, that the more they spend around this house, in and around. The more the people below take an interest in them. Recording many things about each of their personalities, and physical traits. If they find someone they deem worth their purpose, they lure them into the house, and take them. Use them to fuel their crazy pursuit for scientific progress.
The kids they take tend to be in the age range of 7 to 9, before they begin growing past what the scientists could edit. The kids usually are also quiet, they sometimes they grab older ones to act as leaders for the groups of kids. A final thing about these kids are that they are usually from poor familys', are orphans, or can be heard complaining about their family from the many voice interceptors around the house.
Once these kids are taken underground, the scientists perform many tests on them. Trying to figure out their strengths, weaknesses, and many other things about them. When they have finished these tests, they take the child to a special room, where they will live for the next few years, where they would be changed forever.
The scientists would put these kids in pods for the first year, and they would be hooked up to many different machines. Some for food, some for water, some for life support, and a final one for the scientists use. These machines are used to mess with the DNA of the subject, often transferring it with that of animals. It sometimes can take from 1 to 3 years for the scientists to discover a combination that they are satisfied, they continue the process.
When the scientists are fully satisfied with what they have created, they release them into a special place, which they call the ecocave. The ecocave is a large man-made structure, which has many different biomes in different areas around the cave, almost like a map. The floor most are firstly thrown onto is a very flat plain, with many different biomes on the different sides of them.
To the east is a snowy area, where the kids mutated with arctic animals go to. The land is a wide open tundra, with a small, mostly dead forest near the corners, where it is also slightly warmer. There is one mountain near the easternmost part of the biome. The main creatures are arctic foxes, wolves, arctic rabbits, lynxes, cougars, and a few more. The foxes and wolves usually live in small dens with their packs, often packed together to conserve heat. The rabbits usually live in large-ish burrows, often made close together to conserve heat. The big cats often just stay in the dead forested area, and near the mountain, sometimes straying out of these areas for food and water. To the west is a dense forest, where the kids mutated with woodland creatures often go to, mainly the deer-like, rabbit-like, and the ones like the song birds. The trees are very closely packed, and are often 10 to 15 feet tall. The deer-like mutants live on the ground near streams, and often in small caves. The rabbit-like often live in large burrows, as they are usually small, but larger then an average rabbit. The song bird mutants often live in the tall trees, and though they are larger then the small birds they were created from, these trees easily support their weight.
Past the forest is a desert, kids mutated into vultures, reptiles like snakes and lizards, all sorts of deserty creatures go this way. The land is mostly flat, with a few sand dunes, cacti, and rocks. The vulture mutants usually fly high, and sometimes go to the land for food and rest. The reptilian mutants often just stay on the ground, sometimes staying behind the larger rocks.
To the north of the plain is a mountainous region, where many of the mutants fit for this zone head, like mountain goats, mountain lions, and many raptors. The mountains often range from 1,000 feet tall, to 15,000 feet fall, and along the mid-range of these are where a majority of the mutants live. The mountain goats live on the ground often near small streams, and small caves. The raptors often live in the higher range of these mountains, mostly on rock shelves and sturdy trees. Mountain lions hide above ledges, waiting for the right moment to strike.
To the south is a tropical landscape. Filled with many animals, insects, and more, these areas are common for feral mutations. Panthers, jaguars, cougars, pumas, all of these are some felines that live here. There are also insects; butterflies, ants, and some that can barely be seen are also common here. But, clans begin to gather together and go to war with others. These tropical areas are more known for wars than species. Some other distinctive creatures can include poisonous frogs, very large snakes, huge beetles, and lots of spiders.
Past the jungle is a Savanna, where the grass is tall, and the weather is warm. Many big cats populate this area, and there is a medium sized forest towards the west end. The inhabitants are Lions, Tigers, Cheetahs, Hyenas, A couple Giraffes, Gazelles, and a variety of others. The lions, tigers, and cheetahs often live by large tree or rocks, using these formations to house their packs. The hyenas often live in rocky areas of less grassy areas, and make small dens in the ground around these areas. The gazelles and zebras simply walk along in the deep grass, often being in large herds.
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Rules
1. No godmodding 2. Romance at your own risk. 3. Swear at your own risk. 4. No Mary/Gary Sues. 5. My word>Admin's word>Your word 6. Mutations aren't noticed physically until the age of 14. 7. Some Mutations won't be accepted depending on the animal. 8. Be descriptive. 9. Anything else I want.
Admins
xXcandyXx Gavinfirefox GenFears Anyone else I want.
Character paragraphs for entry, describe your appearance, name, age, personality, any memories over a few posts. Your mutation should be in depth and blend in well with your character in a way so that you mostly look like a regular person. There will be a small intro in the beginning where you tell your story form the house.
The typical mutations would be the main points the separate animal species, like for raptors, you would need some sort of transparent wing, a curved nose for a beak-ish thing, and talons on their feet. If you'd like to know what your animal needs, just ask.
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:32 PM |
| A small sized girl looks up at the old house. She only appears to be 8 yea.rs o.ld, and her bright blue eyes are filled with innocence. "Is this house really haunted?" She says out loud to her classmates. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:40 PM |
[I guess we're going third person for now?]
"Yeah right." the boy said, a slight sneer on his face. He was the biggest kid there, and was around 10. His jean jacket was rolled up to his elbows, and his blue jeans were matching. He looked at the other kids taking a step forward "Well, either way, I'm going in!" the boy declared. He grabbed his red hat and fixed it, so the beak was perfectly backwards. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:42 PM |
(( I might the whole time, you don't have to. ))
"But the ghosts!" She shouts, a scared hint reaching her voice. She quickly pushed the bangs of her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Don't let the ghosts eat you!" |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:44 PM |
[I'm going third person for now, seems like the right thing to do.]
"They can't catch me." The boy declared, crouching down to tighten the laces on his shoes "These are brand new nikes." |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:48 PM |
| "Ghosts don't care about shoes though!" She says, "I heard they're scared of bright colors though. My clothes will take care of that." |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:48 PM |
| "If you want to go first, than go first." He said, hands on his hips waiting for her to reply. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:50 PM |
| "U-uh. M-maybe not f-first." She stammers. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:52 PM |
| "WAIT!" said a shaggy, young man, appearing to be around 11. He was wearing sweat pants, a hoodie, and seemed a little dark around him. "Wait." he said, calming down. He emerged from the bush, and stood by them. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 07:55 PM |
| "What is it?" The kid said, tapping his foot, his brow furrowed with annoyance. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:09 PM |
| "H-hi." She stammered, the girl was obviously scared of many people going into the house. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:11 PM |
(Good god I need a roleplay, any roleplay! This will have to do.)
A young, 7 year old child sprints down the street, full speed, pushing his large rimmed glasses back in to place as they slide down his face every couple seconds. The sound of his white shoes broadcast his arrival across the street. Making a quick stop the boy stumbles for a second regaining his footing in time to avoid smashing his head against the pavement. Looking at the others the young boy tugs at his black coat unable to keep still as he bounces back and forth staring awkwardly at the others as he pulls his plain black baseball cap back over his short chestnut brown hair. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:16 PM |
The boy shoved his hand into his pocket, his hand thrashing around for a moment, before he drew out a small oval shaped metal thing.
He pulled something out of the oval shaped thing, light reflecting off it. The boy lowered it, revealing it to be a knife "I stole this from my brother, better safe than sorry." He said, slashing the air with it violently. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:29 PM |
| "NO!" the boy shouted. "I can help you. This house is too dangerous to go alone. I have been waiting for others to come by." His eyes stumbled around. "Erm... I don't need to be harmed..." |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:31 PM |
| "Well I'm going in now, follow me or not." He sneered, turning around and walking up to the door, before opening it, taking a few steps in, looked around and leaned against the door which was turned inward. He smirked "Seems ghostless to me." |
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| 19 Oct 2012 08:55 PM |
| The small girl sighed, "You can't SEE ghosts." |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:02 PM |
| The restless boy follows them unable to keep himself still long enough to realize what a bad idea this is. In the back of his mind he thinks back to his family, were they still asleep in his small cramped ageing one story house? Or did they realize that he was missing? His parents were always so protective of him, trying to keep him out of situations like this he always seemed to find himself in. Pushing those thoughts aside the boy jogs into the house past the others, looking around the room he found himself in. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:16 PM |
| A young boy slowly stepped around to the fence, glancing at the house. He often found himself here, sadly. His eyes downcast from his brown torn trench coat. Only thing they have, with patches and slight cuts. He was grubby, worthless. His pants were merely only sweatpants at one time.. one time. His boots were new, and he took somewhat pride in keeping them that way. Many people called him worthless, and he finally fell into that. He was nothing but a pest. His father called him out, yelling him to be fake. His mother died, in disgust looking at him after a few seconds. Brown eyes.. brown hair. Bangs which sweep over his eyes, and short cut to about a inch down his neck. He was smart, especially in science and architech. He passed those classes easily, and he could make some interesting items. A solar powered cooker, a windmill which took salt out of water, and a cookie stamp machine. Nobody payed any attention, and took his inventions away from the first second they were made... He pushed up his goggles. He would enter, for once. It might seem daunting, but he would enter today, and with the gears and tools, will try to make a flying machine. That would make everything better. He could fly away, like the birds. Off to the mountains he'd soar! And best of all, he would be noticed by this invention! He quickly broke out into a neck breaking sprint, and nearly face planted into the gate. That's when he saw some people enter.. is entering a good idea? |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:16 PM |
(Oh man, this role-play in my opinion is so great, I can't find words to say how great it is :D)
"You guys are insane." A regular sized 9 year old yelled watching from behind. His voice is so high it's to the point where most kids make fun of him. He wears dark blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. He also is wearing a navy blue sweater and a blaze orange baseball cap. His eyes are hazel and his hair is brown and cut short. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:22 PM |
| The small girl in the front spun around at the sound of footsteps, her flowered dress flowing around her as she turned. "Don't worry." She said, "This boy can fight ghosts!" |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:24 PM |
| I peeked my head over the fence, glancing at the girl from my goggles. Shy? Yeah. That would be me. Could never find the right words. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:31 PM |
| "With what? Ghost fists?" the boy asked the girl. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:35 PM |
| "I don't know. But he's gonna fight him, and then turn this house into my clubhouse! I hope..." She says. |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:36 PM |
| I DESTROYED EVERYTHING. The ghosts, test tubes, scientists. THEN I BECAME SO RICH I RECREATED THE MADNESS. There were horrible spirits everywhere. Invisible invincible me, destroying all in my path. The only weakness was... THE KIDS NEXTDOOR. But they are drowning, so It doesn't matter LLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLL |
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| 19 Oct 2012 09:38 PM |
| A tall 12 year old boy came. "Yeah. Everyone knows ghosts cant be hurt, their intangible. Other things can hurt them though." The boy says. "And furthermore, I think you should go. Who the heck would want to go in there?" The boy says, gesturing toward the house. |
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