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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: S E C T O R 2 4 [HUMAN] [LIT] [OPEN]
« on: October 31, 2013, 12:18:08 am »

The sudden sound of a door clicking open made Sydney jump to her feet. She hurried to her cell door and peered outside, but her field of view was small. She could hear some quiet talking but she didn't have the hearing of an owl. She got bits and pieces of sentences and it was clear enough that someone had somehow gotten out. Using her left arm, Sydney slid it out of the window as far as she could. "Over heeeeeere!" Her excitement to finally get out of the cell was almost overwhelming. She'd been locked inside for over a week excluding the experimental sessions. And because of the burst of excitement, her nose ignited with flames.

"Ah, dammit!" Her hair was already extinguished and it only took a few more seconds of concentration for her nose to go back to normal. Sydney then stood a little ways back for the door, hoping that someone had heard her and praying that the door wouldn't come flying back towards her.

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: S E C T O R 2 4 [HUMAN] [LIT] [OPEN]
« on: October 26, 2013, 01:54:58 pm »

Sparks were cracking and popping everywhere around her. The table in front of her was burning down. She was laughing quite hysterically. But the strangest sight to the regular human eye was that her hair was a blazing ball of red hot flames. With a snap of her fingers, the fire encasing the wooden table extinguished and sparks stopped cracking and popping. Sydney grinned to herself. She was locked in her own room, awaiting the scientists to come and get her for her experimental session. Her last session seemed to go quite well for the scientists. Her plan was for the next one to be good for herself.

Sydney skipped merrily to the door and peeked out the window. She glimpsed a white lab coat dragging a patient out toward the door. Her happy-go-lucky smile turned into a scowl. She punched the metal door angrily, but the anger vanished as her hand throbbed with pain and she let out a long sentence of words Charlie would've sprayed her for saying. She rubbed her face with her good hand and sat back against the wall, flames still tickling her skin from her hair.


( Thanks! )

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: S E C T O R 2 4 [HUMAN] [LIT] [OPEN]
« on: October 25, 2013, 11:45:31 pm »


"Frizzy red hair and electric blue eyes--they're unstoppable."

Name: Sydney Grace

Age: Eighteen

Gender: Female

Special Power: Pyrokinesis - Sydney can produce and bend fire at her will, although it often is uncontrollable and the occasional burst of fire on her nose is common. Her skin in immune to fire, although her clothes are not.

History: Sydney was spared her childhood in a big family until she was ten years old. Her older brother, Charlie, had gone into Sector 24 before her, but in one of their escape attempts Charlie was killed.

Family: Her older brother, Charlie, used to be a patient of Sector 24 as well, but he was killed in an escape attempt.


( This looks really cool! x3 )

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)
« on: June 23, 2013, 09:36:18 pm »
Viska Whisper

Everyone wants happiness
No one wants pain
But you can't have a rainbow without a little rain

After the exchange of words with Smoke, Whisper had went to refresh herself the cold water of the lake. The cool liquid soothed her dry throat as she gulped it down by the mouthful. After she'd drank all she needed, the mare turned her back to the lake searching for something to do when another thought came to mind. Whisper's tail swished happily at the idea as she turned around and wadded into the somewhat transparent shallows. Relief spreaded through her limbs as her whole body--excluding her neck and up--finally submerged under the surface. Her hooves gently grazed the bottom of the lake as she swam in a circle, enjoying the feeling of being away from the heat. She didn't notice the strange sound in the distance, but she did hear the loud roar of a bear near where she had scouted earlier. Are you kidding me? Whisper paddled ashore quickly, annoyed that a danger had suddenly appeared so close to where she had been looking.

As Whisper reached the shoreline, she only had a second before Inxis came trotting over to her. "Hello, Inxis." The mare greeted the foal, but was only focusing on what Inxis said next--something she had been expecting. After the foal had informed her Talon wanted to see her, she'd bolted off leaving Whisper there. The scout followed behind her more slowly covering her awkward limping gait. Stopping for a moment when she could see Talon, Whisper raised her muzzle to the sky and sniffed the air, just to make sure Smoke wasn't anywhere near the bear or whatever it was attacking. The smell confirmed it was not him, for even though he could hold his own, she knew he wouldn't last a minute fighting a full-grown bear despite being able to outrun one.

Grunting, Whisper hurried toward where Inxis had reunited with Talon and the other he'd apparently requested were gathering. A few steps away from them, she asked, "What's happening? I just scouted there. How can something so big not be seen by me? It's impossible!" Her back foot lifted and stomped the ground. Glancing at where she last remembered the source coming from, she snorted and nodded toward it. Taking a tentative step toward it, Whisper suddenly stopped, remembering she was not the one to lead them there. Talon, she knew, was a far better leader than she ever could have been, and she was glad she didn't have the weight of the herd on her shoulders. Yes, she'd give her life for any member of the herd, but she didn't understand how he never hesitated with his decisions or how he always seemed to make the right decisions. Nothing seemed to make sense to Whisper.


Ryka Smoke

First they ignore you
Then laugh at you
Then they fight you
Then you win

Smoke had barely gotten to the log when the roar came out of no where. It was obviously a bear--he and Whisper had encountered many when they were foals with their mother. But something didn't seem right. The air felt wrong, if that would make sense to any other but a Healer. The second roar made him nervous because it made him realize that the bear was probably fighting something. And physical fighting generally meant injuries.

Smoke hurried back the way he came, away from the sound and toward the lake. The blazing sunlight bounced off his coat as he left the cool shade of the trees into the hot sun. A soft breeze caressed his face and blew back his mane while he trotted around the members of the herd, searching for Whisper. No doubt she would be one of the ones who chased off the animal--she would go whether she was supposed to or not. Whisper's main priority, he knew, was to her herd and the horses within no matter the cost.

Picking up his pace to a faster trot, Smoke followed Whisper's scent around until he finally found her with Talon and the others starting to assemble. Not wanting to overwhelm the leader with questions, he caught his sister's eye and beckoned her over with his head. His sister snorted at him and turned so he could only see her backside. Smoke's long tail flicked with annoyance. Very mature, Whisper. Very mature. Instead of going to harass Talon with questions, Smoke backed away and waited patiently for them to leave and then come back. Going with them would be bad in case another got hurt trying to protect him. No, better to wait there and treat the injuries when they got back. If a horse couldn't move because of their injuries, he assumed that someone else would come get him.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)
« on: June 22, 2013, 04:19:48 am »
Viska Whisper

Everyone wants happiness
No one wants pain
But you can't have a rainbow without a little rain

Whisper wove through the trees delicately, sniffing the air every once in a while and keeping a vigilant eye out for anything unusual or dangerous. Part of her mind drifted with the scenery, watching the birds sing from the tree canopies or squirrels scavenging for nuts in the roots below whilst the other half was constantly investigating every sound and smell there was.

The trees ahead of her broke into a sun-lit meadow filled with tall, lush green grass and flowers. At the sight of it, the mare glanced around behind quickly. She could barely see the lake, but she could see that more horses were beginning to wake and head towards the lake. Whisper turned her back to them and started at a trot toward the meadow, then to a slow lope, and then broke into a gallop as she reached the opening. She galloped through the meadow enjoying the free feeling. Her mane and tail billowed in back of her as she ran, going slightly up and down as her hooves grazed the ground. As the general middle of the meadow neared, Whisper sped up until she was upon the spot. Then she stopped abruptly and pushed with her two front hooves upward sending herself rearing. She stood on her two hind legs for a moment, and it seemed like nothing could hurt her. She let out a loud cry of triumph that seemed to echo--although whether it really did she was unsure--and then landed back down on all four, her mane set on one side of her neck. After her moment of glory ended, she trotted to the other side of the meadow and into the shady trees again, returning to her original state of scouting and listening.

While she passed a pine tree, though, she was ignorant to see the hole that was awaiting to ensnare a larger creature like herself. Another step forward, and Whisper let out an indignant whinny as her hoof slipped down into the hole. A slight tingle of pain shot up her leg, but not enough to stop her from quickly getting out her foot and starting to inspect the hole. An abandoned rabbit hole. Whisper confirmed to herself silently. Gingerly testing her leg first, she continued onward to finish her round, thanking that no one from her herd saw that embarrassing scene. That rabbit must just be trying to anger a horse into searching for him and stomping on his perky little ears. She snorted defiantly, annoyed at the rabbit, and annoyed at herself for caring about such a petty thing.




Ryka Smoke

First they ignore you
Then laugh at you
Then they fight you
Then you win

Smoke made his way to the edge of the treeline, staring ahead at the lake. It was tempting to go take a dip, but the water was already getting crowded with horses of the herd and the stallion had other business he had to tend to. Practicing remedies, wandering, practicing remedies...Yes, it was a very busy schedule.

Right before Smoke turned to go to the log he'd found earlier, something stopped him. That tiny part in the back of his head--the one that seemed to be connected to the heavens, his mother had said proudly--seemed to be waiting impatiently as if he were supposed to be doing something. Don't do this to me, Smoke pleaded to that strange part of his mind. Just tell me. I don't need grief within my own thoughts. But nothing else came, and so he waited, as he did before. And after a minute or two, Whisper appeared somewhat limping between the trees toward him. Despite that, she didn't look in pain nor did she look like she was hurt very badly.

"You're awake. Good. That's another thing off my checklist." Whisper stopped in front of him and the smell of fresh flowers and pine washed over him. "Let me see your leg." Smoke let his neck drop down so he was eye level with her knee and inspected it casually. "Did you get attacked by chipmunks? Or did you step into a rabbit hole again?" Smoke commented half-heartedly. He was also compacting his thoughts, preparing for the thing he did best when she interrupted him again. When he looked back up again, her ears were flattened against her head in annoyance. "Shut up. I don't need healing." With that, she stomped off toward the lake, leaving Smoke exasperated in the dust.

Mares... Smoke snorted and turned away, heading back towards where the log was.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)
« on: June 19, 2013, 01:33:46 am »
( Thanks for accepting me, Rainbow! And nice intro. C: )


Viska Whisper

Everyone wants happiness
No one wants pain
But you can't have a rainbow without a little rain

Rays of sun made Whisper blink, her eyes opening for the first time since she went to sleep. She was already standing, her knees locked to prevent herself from falling during her slumber. A lush pine tree loomed above her, providing shade although letting certain dots of sun get through. Wispy strands of white hair fell into view at the top of her eyes, and she cocked her head to the side to relieve her neck muscles. Whisper snorted softly as she spotted her twin brother, Smoke, a few feet away still sleeping under another pine. His dark mane fell down across one side of his neck, swaying gently with the calm breeze. The white mare picked up one leg at a time to ensure she could balance easily when she walked. She then walked the few paces it took to get to her brother and nudged his cheek lightly to wake him. When Whisper was satisfied he was truly waking up, she wandered away from him toward where she had last seen the majority of the herd.

The first horse Whisper saw as she approached was a chestnut-colored mare--Cecelia, the Deputy of the herd. She was walking around inspecting the herd, Whisper guessed. As she stepped out from beneath the shady trees, she immediately thanked her mother for giving her the white coat she had. Any black-colored horse would have been unbelieviably sweating on the hot day. After inspecting where the majority of the herd was, Whisper stepped back into the shade of the trees and went to scout around to see if any dangers lurked while the horses slowly awoke into the sunny day.




Ryka Smoke

First they ignore you
Then laugh at you
Then they fight you
Then you win

As Smoke's eyes fluttered open, he could see Whisper's light-colored tail disappearing behind a thicket of trees. For a moment, he stood there staring at the spot he last could see her and then stretched his leg muscles. A slight breeze caressed the stallion's cheek, and he turned to face it, inhaling as many as the scents as possible. After a moment or two, he started out after the trail Whisper had left from--toward where a majority of the herd were resting. He gazed at the scenery as he went, trying to memorize every little detail. When he reached the herd, Smoke stopped to look around. Whisper wasn't to be seen--probably off scouting like she was supposed too. He strolled through the throng of bodies carefully, trying not to disrupt any horses from their needed sleep. The warmer months were starting to leave, Smoke knew, and that meant that soon enough the herd would travel up the gorge. It was never too soon to start preparing for the trek. It was certainly rare for many horses to fall off the ledge. At least since Talon's mother's death. But everyone knew mountain lions often hid among the rocks and injuries occurred. If that happened, Smoke had to be ready.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: ?When they take the Reins? (Horse RP-Accepting!)
« on: June 16, 2013, 05:15:19 pm »
WIP. I'll try to finish them soon. ^^

I'm finished with them! c:



Everyone wants happiness
No one wants pain
But you can't have a rainbow without a little rain
Full Name: Viska Whisper
Preferred Name: Whisper, Wisp
Gender: Mare
Age: The Mature
Breed: Mustang
Sub-Breed(s): Unavailible
Height: 15.4 hh
Origin: Wanderer
Rank: Scout

Appearance: Whisper has a slim, lithe build enabling her to run fast and keep good stamina. She is taller than an average Mustang for reasons unknown to her and is covered in a white coat. Her muzzle is a
darker shade of grey. Whisper's mane is wispy white, with the color getting closer to cream near the tips,
hence the nickname 'Wisp' she acquired when she was only a young foal.

Personality: Whisper had her own unique personality as her brother described it. After one gains her trust, she shows almost undying loyalty and respect. Her mother once said she would sacrifice the world to save a friend when she refused to go further without her brother and while she respects other beliefs, won't be afraid to give her own. Her mind may be clouded with stubbornness to things, but she also gives a good speech once in a while. Whisper's words, even if they are in a whisper, can be persuasive and charming. Her brother said once after she convinced an old horse to eat that she could, if she wanted to, convince one that a mountain lion was a friend, although that would be an overstatement. But even with those traits, Whisper can be fun-loving and generally accepting of life and what it brings.

Background: Whisper was born into a different herd to the east of the so-called 'Hooves of Rock' with her twin brother, Smoke. Their father was within the herd, but never paid attention to the twins. Their mother, on the other hand, was always around and kept them somewhat secluded from the herd for reasons unknown to Whisper. When she was still a young foal, her mother, whom they both followed tirelessly, led them away from the herd in fear of being captured by humans. Although when word of their leaving beforehand got out into the herd, they were immediately shunned and had no choice but to leave either way. The Leader of the herd, a stallion named Noir, chased them out after a few days of staying on the outskirts.

Their travels were difficult; mountain lions, wolves, and humans most of all but eventually all three of them made it. Whisper and her brother were half-starved but determination and will kept them moving and following their mother, Skara. There was a time when Smoke was separated from Whisper and his mother, and Whisper, despite Skara's attempts to leave him behind and keep going, stubbornly insisted they find him. So the two searched until they found Smoke hiding in a rock crevice, uninjured but frightened.

When the time came and they finally reached the herd, Whisper's mother practically begged the Leader to take the two of them in. Once they were accepted, Skara left, as she told her two foals, was going to wander alone. So the two of them, who by then were able to fend for themselves, stayed with the herd and grew up. Whisper grew into her own personality and became an alert, stubborn Scout, and ignored the absent looks that the older horses gave her and her brother. Although, Whisper and Smoke both made a pact that they would try and keep their origin a secret to the newer generations in fear of being shunned. They've kept it still, and now Whisper is pretty sure that even if they did know, nothing would be different, but who knows?
Family: Father - Lysande ; Mother - Skara ; Brother - Smoke ; Whisper never really knew her father, but only heard certain stories about him from her mother
Relationship Status: Single
Crush: None
Extra: "Hooves of Rock" Whisper also shares quite a close relationship with her brother because of the fact that they were outliers in the herd for awhile.




First they ignore you
Then laugh at you
Then they fight you
Then you win
Full Name: Ryka Smoke
Preferred Name: Smoke, Smoky
Gender: Stallion
Age: The Mature
Breed: Mustang
Sub-Breed(s): Unavailible
Height: 15.6 hh
Origin: Wanderer
Rank: Healer

Appearance: Smoke is larger than his sister, Whisper, but has the same shape and build, although with more muscle. His coat is a dusty light grey that generally looks like he is always covered in dirt and dust. On each of his legs, the grey fades to black at the knees. Smoke's thighs have a dark-colored blotch. His face has spots of white above his eyes and nose and a line between his eyes and his muzzle is dark grey. His mane is a jet black color with tints of dark brown on the tips. His tail starts out as black and turns to dusty white to a lighter white.

Personality: Smoke is more like the opposite of Whisper--quiet, laid-back, but holds grudges. He's always stayed more secluded from the herd, remaining to himself and his thoughts. Unlike Whisper, Smoke is bitter ever since his mother had left, even if Whisper was still with him. He stands independently, yet still with the herd. One may earn his trust quickly, but it takes awhile to get anything else. Generally he'll be off daydreaming and talking to himself. Smoke likes to think of himself as indifferent to everything around him, although inside he cares about the herd deeply and would rather die than see any of its members get hurt. He believes that many of the herd think of the wrong things and take wrong paths, and since he thinks that, he also wishes that they would see sense, even though many of them already do.

Background: Smoke has had mostly the same history as his twin, Whisper, although his more in a different perspective according to his personality. He went through the same events as Whisper, but felt betrayed when their mother left instead of saddended like his sister. He also felt like picking a fight with Noir, when he ran them out despite the stallion being three times stronger and larger. Smoke also never had as much of a connection to the herd as his sister, and instead focused on helping other horses. When he became old enough, he turned into a Healer.

Like his sister he agreed to try and keep their origin a secret. Smoke knew the kinds of things other horses thought of some wanderers and he definitely remembered the disapproving looks the older horses used to give him and his sister when they first joined the herd, and even some still. Now he remains with the herd, taking care of the horses who need help and protecting the ones he cares about. Smoke is still also itching to prove himself despite the constant nagging of Whisper trying to tell him that he didn't need to do that.

Family: Father -  Lysande ; Mother - Skara ; Sister - Whisper
Relationship Status: Single
Crush: None
Extra: "Hooves of Rock"

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: |Somerville-Pet & Owner RP| **Open**
« on: April 17, 2013, 08:00:17 pm »
(( Meep. ;-; I'd made a post in Notepad then forgot to post it. It'll be up in a second; sorry about that. ))


Gabrielle Jennifer Adams

After walking about ten minutes and nearing the town, Ellie had to attach the leash to Kili's collar because of the numerous amount of cars rolling by. Her worst nightmare was her furry companion getting hit by a car; she'd never forgive herself if that happened. Two other text messages buzzed up on her phone, but she still refrained from looking at them. She'd had enough of her boss yelling at her forever and ever. He was still yelling at her for the last time she was late. Upon arriving to the restaurant, one of her co-workers had wished her good luck fending off her boss today since two of the other workers had quit earlier. Ellie herself couldn't wait to yell at her manager the two words she'd been waiting to yell ever since she first started working there, but she couldn't even count the number of people that had come and go in a matter of days.

 Ellie changed her shirt to the restaurant uniform, luckily being able to avoid her boss. The uniform was maroon color and had Welcome to Charlie's across the front, which was the restaurant name. Over her heart on the left side of the shirt was her name, sewed on in white. The shirt was unnecessarily tight, and although lots of workers had filed complaints about this, the shirts never changed. The uniform, for waitresses and waitors at least, also required a wite apron that wrapped around their waists and a checkered red fedora. After putting it all on, she got to work running around with trays and glasses. She released Kili from the leash knowing he'd been there enough that he probably wouldn't cause any problems. Ellie thought she might be able to get away of avoiding her boss, too, but as a trio of three young men wandered into the restaurant, Oscar, her manager's name, started toward her, nostrils flaring. He opened his mouth to shout at her but before he could the guys were at the counter. It was Lacy's turn to serve up the next customer party, but without even any words she knew what to do. They'd done it often: switching shifts so that the other would be able to hopefully get away from Oscar's anger. Lacy turned and hurried over to Oscar, starting to talk about something random like how high the heat was in the restaurant or something while Ellie turned to the customers and smiled, "Hello, welcome to Charlie's! How may I serve you today?" The three boys snickered, as they all knew each-other from middle and high-school. "Ellie, I don't know how you got stuck here, but you do your job well." One of them named Harry grinned at her. They usually did this every time she was on shift and were ordering whatever they wanted. "Haha, very funny, Harry. Now order or I'll have to nicely kick you out." They all ordered their breakfast and the conversation continued as Lacy walked over, apparently done stalling Oscar since he wasn't it sight. Ellie made the boys breakfast's, listening to them babble on and on, occassionally making comments that made Ellie blush, though usually her back was turned from them getting drinks for other customers.

Once they were fed and just relaxed against the counter, the conversation had eventually ended. Kili was eyeing them and Ellie smiled slightly, petting his head. "They're alright, Kili. Annoying, but alright." She whispered, bending down so she could be at his head's level. Just then one of the boy's voices questioned her once again, as Lacy's shift ended minutes before. "We have to go soon, but one last thing. Ellie, go on a date with me?" He asked it humorously, but Ellie leaned forward and flicked him in the forehead anyway. "In your dreams. Now you better get going, dumbo. And I'm not asking Lacy out for you, either." The other two staretd laughing really hard, but Harry looked utterly embarrassed. His hand covered the red bump that had already started to form. Ellie had been told she had a hard flick, but she'd flicked Harry hundreds of times. He was getting way too soft-skinned. And he'd also asked her that before, but with no other luck. They were better as good friends. As the trio turned and left the building, Ellie made herself a coffee, and that was a good thing about the job; two free drinks a day. She leaned down, sipping the cup and looking at Kili while rubbing his head with the other hand. "After my shift is over, I was thinking we could go home so I could take a shower and then we could go to the park later. That sound good to you, Kee?" She knew he wouldn't answer of course, but she had this habit of talking to him. Ellie was pretty sure he could understand a few words anyways, like "park" or "treat" or "food".

Before she could say anything else Oscar's voice rang through her ears. "ELLIE! GET YOUR BUTT IN MY OFFICE." Ellie flinched and glanced behind her, then turned back to Kili. "Be my back-up. I also need a witness if he attacks me." She laughed the last part, but she did want him to be next to her. Oscar's voice seemed even angrier than ever, plus the two other workers who had apparently quit earlier. The restaurant was also unusually empty and she held no doubt that one of the other workers would cover for her if another customer came to the counter. Sighing, Ellie stood up and headed into his office in the back of the restaurant.

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays / Re: |Somerville-Pet & Owner RP| **Open**
« on: April 13, 2013, 02:14:20 am »
(( Yes, that's fine, JD. ^^ And sorry for the delay to you all. ))


Gabrielle Jennifer Adams

Rays of sunlight shined in through the cracks of the window uncovered by curtains, giving a spotlight on a mess of light brown hair. Wet slobber woke Ellie from her slumber and the soft sound of barking. Opening her eyes just a crack, she made out Kili's figure jumping off the bed like the usual morning. The nineteen year-old groaned softly, muttered the words, "Just...a few more minutes, boy." She pulled the pillow over her face, covering a target of her dog's tongue. She remained that way until he came back, doing the same thing and forcing her to push off the pillow and glare at the door where he bolted out again. "OK, OK, clock alarm. I'm getting up." She threw the sheets off herself and hauled herself to her feet before hobbling to the closet and picking out a black pair of leggings, a white tank top and long-ish gray sweater her mother knit her. Glancing at the clock, Ellie swore silently, realizing she hadn't set the timer last night and was late for work. Quickly, she got changed into her clothes and strung her hair back into a tight ponytail, knowing a shower would take too long. She hurried downstairs and filled Kili's food bowl and refilled his water bowl while popping an apple strudel into the microwave to heat up. By the time she laced up her second orange and blue running sneakers, the loud and familiar ding signaled it was done.

After wolfing down the strudel, she snatched up Kili's leash and a banana and opened the door where he was waiting impatiently. "Don't go far, Kili. I'll be right out." Trusting her loyal companion to do as she asked, Ellie raced back upstairs and picked up her iPhone that sat on the nightstand charging, the leash and banana still in her other hand. She set the load down gently on the unmade bed and hastily brushed her teeth and splashed some water on her face to get the sleepy look off her face. Then, gripping the three items she bolted out the front door, forgetting to lock it. "Kili!" Ellie called, trying to catch her breath. "I'm late for work; we need to go now!"

Ellie headed out to the sidewalk next to the street, still waiting for him to show up. She stared down at her phone reading a text from her boss, the manager at the restaurant, had sent her saying how angry at her that she was late for work again. Texting back she called again for Kili without looking up from the screen. After sending back a text apologizing for her tardiness and promising that she'd be there in twenty minutes maximum, she glanced around her, taking in the surroundings while Kili finished up whatever he was doing. Down the street she glimpsed her younger neighbor, Holly, going on her usual paper route. Ellie didn't know much about the girl, except for the fact that she apparently had a part-time job delievering newspaper and that she was only eighteen, a year younger than herself. So far they'd never really gotten a chance to meet very well.

Suddenly remembering there was a fruit in her left hand, Ellie opened and started eating it calling out for Kili once more, her tone slightly annoyed. The phone buzzed again signaling another text message, but she didn't bother to look at it. It was definitely her mananger, obviously not wanting to be done with chewing her out just yet.

(( I described Ellie's outfit terribly, so if you'd like a better view of what I was sort of basing it off of even though there isn't a scarf, here's a picture:
http://i45BannedImageSite/2lcaafk.jpg ))

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Animal & Non Human Roleplays /
« on: April 13, 2013, 01:40:27 am »
(( Sorry for the wait! And Apollo's post should be up in a few minutes, but for now, here's Arya's. ))

(( EDIT: By the way, I'm the hidden one, Okami. xD ))


Arya
Arya was about to stomp away from waiting. The party had already come back, and she wanted to take a walk by herself for a while. But before she could start to move again, Butch started to pad over, forcing the female to keep a steady gaze on him. She only then realized that in his jaws was a dead bird. A few steps before the council member reached her, she shot an angry glare that obviously stated I'll kill you later. His only reply was a large toothy grin. It seemed like a dead stare-off between the two wolves for a moment and then Arya turned back to Butch, waiting for the question he was going to ask. After a moment of thinking, she replied trying to keep the annoyed tone out of her voice, "Why not? Sure, Butch." The higher-ranked member was younger than her but he was still higher-ranked. She could have refused, but then she would've probably been approached by Inxis later, which probably wouldn't have a good outcome. She also just wanted to see if she could irk Apollo, agreeing to take food from someone else but not him, though she doubted her act would make him annoyed; more likely relieved.

Arya sat back onto her hind legs, dropping her head down to the prey Butch had set down at her paws. She knew Apollo would've been smart enough to sniff out whether or not it had that foaming mouth disease, but just to be sure she gave a quick sniff check. Then nibbled at it cautiously, tasting it carefully. She knew what one of the infected rodents tasted like because of when she had tore into a rabbit and ordered to spit it out by Apollo. It was part of the beginning of the realization of the disease infecting the only prey left in the forest. It had tasted strange, but Apollo the Annoying had noticed that its smell had a fragrance unknown to either of them at the time, but one they came to know very well and learned to be weary of. After coming to the conclusion that it was indeed free of sickness, she tore a small piece of meat from the bird and munched on it self-consciously. "Thanks." She said between chewing, spitting out feathers after that.








Apollo
Watching as Butch approached Arya cautiously, he silently prayed that she wouldn't snap. Usually she held her temper to the higher ranks besides Inxis at times, but the female was obviously in a bad mood already. Her biting his ear wasn't so far-fetched. Apollo was actually a bit surprised when all she did was shoot Apollo a glare of pure hatred and then hesitantly accept some of the offering. Happy that no fighting took place, he turned to walk away when the familiar angry howl split the air. The male turned to look at Arya, a questioning look on his face. The only response from Arya was a roll of her eyes. He was about to follow the sound to the source, but he glimpsed through the trees Katalia's white fur, signaling that she beat him to it. Instead, he pushed into a trot and went in the opposite direction, trusting that since Arya didn't already maul Butch, she wouldn't any time soon.

Bushes and thorns brushed tugged against his pelt as he passed by, pushing his way through toward nowhere specific. The air smelled dull, dreary. It seemed like a pretty boring place to be. The only highlight was when Apollo suddenly saw a rabbit scuffling among the roots of a tree. Keeping low and silent, he crept forward a few paces, scenting for the smell of the disease. Every second that passed was agonizing, because it was suddenly there, the smell, but it wasn't coming from the rabbit. Trying to keep quiet, the male crawled backwards, scrambling for a place he could look around clearly. A strange rock formation stuck out of the ground about twenty meters to his left, and he made a run for it. Everyone in the pack knew that the smell was dangerous, and the thick undergrowth that Apollo had trapped himself in was a death hole. After getting to the ledge with a bit of huffing and puffing, he scanned the ground, searching for what the source of the smell could be. Frighteningly, the scent was stronger and closer. And then suddenly he saw the scrawny figure of a gray fox, nosing around in the berry bushes to his left. The fox hadn't seemed to notice Apollo yet, but it was quite clearly infected. White foam stained the corners of his mouth and there was a mad glint in his eyes. Apollo had to be at least two times bigger than the other canine, but he knew his only good option was to get out of there. One bite and he'd become sick with the disease.

There was the clear path he'd taken that came straight from where the pack rested and would be waiting, but if the fox did see him and decided to follow, he'd be leading in a death sentence to his pack-mates. No, He decided firmly. I have to take a different route and hope to confuse the blundering skinny thing. Apollo hugged the ground and flattened his ears, only hoping nature's wind was on his side. With a last quiet breath, he tried to gracefully hop down from the boulder and run. But instead, one of his front paws, flew from underneath him and scraped against a sharp piece of rock. The male yelped, holding up his paw for a moment until a snarl went up behind him, causing him to bolt. The fox was too slow to be able to catch up with him if he ran long enough. Apollo barely noticed anything as he passed it, but he must've swerved back there sometime because the sudden scent of his pack-mates washed over his nose, shooting happiness through his veins, even though he was still a little ways away. After deciding that he wanted a break and picking another jutting rock formation where he could see the ground from above and would be safe, he huddled up on the top ledge, licking the tender pad of his paw. Sticky scarlet liquid dropped from a little scratch, but overall it barely looked like anything. It stung, that was for sure, but it definitely wasn't life threatening. Giving in to his tired soul, he settled down and closed his eyes, relaxing into a short nap.

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