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Post by Zinroth on Feb 14, 2005 1:32:42 GMT -5
I couldn't think of a creative name so lemme alone dang it! XP This would be that genetics RP I was talking about. FUn fun. XD ~Rules~ ~if u want 2 talk lyk this, plz leave! *points above* ~Semi-literate to literate. ~All usual rules apply. ~No one liners! (They bug the life out of me). ~Give me a Valon plushie to join. ~I can and will kick you out if necessary. ~Cursing isn't allowed (duh) ~If you're joining make sure your charry is up in the charry entry. Or I will attack you with popcorn XD ~Please try to stat what you're being mixed with if you aren't already in the charry entry. Try the format I did for Malorie. o.x ~NO smily wars. ~NO smilies for IC expressions. ~Actually no smilies ICly at all. They make my puter lag. And my puter lagging is baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad news. ~If Nick doesn't want me doing this for my RPs then please let NICK tell me and not other members and stuff. It annoys me when people nag at me and the admin is fine with it. So if you don't like my custom rules for my OWN RPs, then, you know, there is somethin' called a "Leave for another board" option thing. Or you could try the "exit button," unless it's the admin. Then they can let me know about it. Otherwise, if you send me a PM all "OMIGOSH DELETE UR RULES I HTE TEHM" or something like that, you're more-than-likely gonna be ignored. Sorry, mates. =P And, sorry if I sound rude. But that's the why I like to do thinks. At LEAST a bit of dominance over my own RPs. Basically all I'm saying is, don't like my rules, go somewhere else. They aren't that complicated ya know. ~If anyone is good at playing a scientist PLEASE do. Otherwise, I'm going to have to dual-RP charrys again. And you do NOT want my mad scientists. Nope. They're not. No, not mad as in "check out my mad skillz," but mad as in "I wonder if I can gentically create a creature with nipples for eyes?" and stuff. They're not pretty. Literally. XD ~No magic. It just ruins the RP when you can bend the bars with your mind, or kill a scientist with ice or something. xDDD Try to keep it realistic. IE Kestrel and Fox, the sight and flight of a kestrel, the speed and lurkness of a fox, stuff like that.. ~Repeat this line if you've read the first post: Pepsi has all the power! I'll add more if I think of 'em. I'll post an intro later, i'm sleeeeeeeeeeeeepy.*snores* PS: This would be a few thousand years into the future. By then they would had found a way to "reincarnate" dragons. The idea had to come from somewhere, right? Well, if not, then they could genetically engineer a komono dragon to have wings and stuff. And call it a dragon. You get it. I'd perfer not that many of those, maybe 2, 3 at the max. Thanks. xD
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 15, 2005 12:11:52 GMT -5
((THis takes place about 3 thousand years into the future, because I don't think that people can fuse animal and human DNA yet. That'd mess up the human geno project thing they're doing.. o.O)) "..It's too quiet." Melonie walked alone in the half-killed forest, her boots making crackling sounds on the ground as the leaves under them got crushed. "It's never this quiet." She stopped a moment. "The birds are gone. They're never gone. There's always some in winter, those winter-dwellers or... whatever they're--" Her sentence cut short. When something striked her neck. Something pointy. She quickly felt the back of her neck and pulled it out. Her eyes grew groggy, but, by the feel and structure of it, it was a.. a dart. And stained with a weird color of liquid. Blood. Her blood.. And.. something else.. ..sedatives? Had to be. She felt weird. And sick. And oh so.. oh so very.. sleepy.. At that point she fainted, ignorant of what happened next.. ~*~ She wook up a few hours later. She wasn't in a forest. But something metal-ish.. ..It took her a little while to realize what it was. The sedative was still wearing off, and her mind was all "ugggghhhh.." Or, her thought later on, it was zombie-fied, unable to think straight. But when it, and she, both came through, she screamed, ruffling back as her back hit the end of what she was in. A cage. A small one, just barely big enough for her to sit up in. Her eyes narrowed. She was scared, frighten, and had NO clue what was going on. She wanted a hug. A golden wristband wrapped around her left wrist. It read: #213675 KESTREL FOX 5:30 What the heck does that mean??Melonie didn't know. But there were other cages; some looked smaller than hers, some looked like bird cages, some like snake cages, you name it. And all of them had different assigned numbers. But one of the bird cages read the same thing as her wrist band. She felt her heart drop. Some of the cages were filled with tigers, foxes, cats, ravens, kestrels.. all that sorts. Some were filled with people. She wondered if they could talk. "Hello?" A loud roar-ish like sound answered her. "QUIET." She whimpered. The faint clock out her cage read 5:15. She wanted it to stay like that. Forever. SHe didn't know why; she had a strong instinct that something bad was going to happen. Really bad.
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Post by Amry on Feb 15, 2005 20:40:38 GMT -5
[glow=pink,2,300]Pepsi has all the power! If you want a scientist, I can do one pretty well. I'll dual-RP. I shall begin at your command. Hope this does as a charry post. Great RP, by the way. [/glow] Kara huddles in her cage, whimpering to herself quietly. After two hours staring at the bracelet on her arm reading:#204511 Wolf Porcupine 5:45 she still has no idea what's going on. What do a wolf and a porcupine have to do with each other? She glances at the clock on the wall - 5:20.
For the first time since her imprisonment, Kara gathers her courage and looks around the room she's in. Her cage is barely large enough to hold her. She can sit up, but little else. The adjacent cage is empty, but the one beside it has a large grey wolf pacing it. And her number is on it.
Her eyes fall on a kestrel cage on the other side of the room. The cage next to it has no animal... but a human!
Hey! Kara calls, as quietly as she can and still be heard. Who are you? She waves frantically, thankful to have some sort of sentient life in the room with her.
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 15, 2005 22:05:11 GMT -5
((Yeah, it's fine. Thanks, btw ^_^ I'll need one.. or two.. when Mel's turn is up to be "experimented" on, depending on how stubborn she's going to be. I may dual-over too.))
Mel blinked a moment. In her rush she hadn't noticed any of the other people. Probably because she was scared crapless and everything like that.
"He.. hello?" Mel blinked a moment. Maybe she knew why they were here? Or what was going on? "Do.. you know w-why we're.. here?" She said, in the softest voice, though still hearable.
Or maybe they didn't. She didn't. Maybe they'd gotten knocked unconscious like her and stuffed in here.
She looked to the side a moment. Sobs broke the silence. A 7 year old's sobs."No! No! I don't wanna go! I wanna go home!"
She looked backi n front of her as one of the employees shoved a kid into a room, sealing the door after them. The door was made of metal and had the bio-hazard symbol painted on its center in bright green paint. The words "DO NOT ENTER." were painted in the same green under it. There were 3 of the same doors sprung out across the room. One of them was open. She could just barely see inside of it. A small "table" of sorts was in the middle. Like one of those surgical tables at hospitals. Added to it were.. belts. To strape down a "patient." Another small table was rolled up beside it. Two of them, in fact, one on the left and one on the right. One of those metal ones that you see at the dentist office with all the tools and stuff. Only they didn't have familiar things. One had the basic, surgical equipment, scissors, scapels, etc.. but the other didn't. It had two needles.. one of them was labeled with an orange-ish lable, the other, a white-ish. She fell cold. The clock struck 5:25. She sunk back into her cage. Maybe they wouldn't find her..
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Post by FangoWolf on Feb 15, 2005 23:36:57 GMT -5
Just opposite Mel's cage, stood another, almost 3 times the size, yet the door was the same. Along it's outer hull, many long dents could be seen in the cold, unfeeling steel, as if something had tried to cut it's way out.
Fang's eyes opened slowly, his red eyes gazeing down at the bracelet arround his wrist: Number 6659 Wolf Dragon 5:45
His time had long since passed. 9 long years he had been in this acursed cell. It had been 3 years since he had heard another sentiant life form's voice. He leaned slowly forward, his eyes gleaming red in the darkness, uttering to this new creature "captured a new one, have they......."
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 16, 2005 4:32:47 GMT -5
Mel blinked a moment. She looked forwards and squinted her eyes. She could barely make out a silhoutte.. blasted this dimmly lit place..
...wings? Wolf ears? Huh?
"Do you know why we're here??" She asked, sounding a bit confused. Because she WAS confused. Very, very, very much so.
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Post by FangoWolf on Feb 16, 2005 13:27:31 GMT -5
" You are here to become one of their victems.....atrocities of nature....hybrids.....human and beast combined." he uttered, a sad tone in his voice. " And from what I have learned, you will never leave this wretched place alive.."
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 16, 2005 17:31:04 GMT -5
((Awh, I feel bad for Mel. She's so ignorant as to the fact her parents are the ones who are messing her genes up and messing up her life. Oh well xD))
Mel froze a moment. Now it suddenly got her. The animals, the cages, the numbers, everything. It all made sense now.
And, when it made sense, it made more fear. And fear was bad. She was already scared crapless. Now there's more.
Gah.
"..No. No. I won't let them. You lie. My parents are going to see me missing and find me. You'll see. You'll all see."
Then another question struck her.
"Couldn't they just use human DNA mixed in with animals? I mean.."
She took another look at the clock. 5:27. Gah.
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Post by FangoWolf on Feb 16, 2005 17:38:15 GMT -5
"They want humans with the strenght of beasts, not beasts with a human's intelligence. and besides..." he muttered, holding his hand out into the dim light, revealing a clawed hand, attached to an arm lightly coated in greyish fur.
" I'm living proof"
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 16, 2005 18:36:12 GMT -5
Mel shook more. Another minute ticked by. She didn't like this. She didn't like this at all. "Does the government even know about this? Or do they even care?" Mel shook her head. "I don't wanna be in here the rest of my life. I'll never be myself again. I have trouble dealing as it is.." She whined softly to herself, mainly in her mind. ((Amry, I'm gonna need you to start dualing-over. Mel'll be the first one. And I'll need you to get her outta her cage and start 'em. I'll dual soon, too. ' THanks ^_^*Hugs*))
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Post by FangoWolf on Feb 16, 2005 18:46:05 GMT -5
" I dont know who's in charge....and I doubt the governmentt cares. If I could help you, I would. But this cage is quite thick "
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Post by Amry on Feb 16, 2005 20:13:03 GMT -5
[glow=pink,2,300]Okey-dokey. Hope this'll do.[/glow]
Dr. Johnson enters the room, typing in a code on the door to lock it firmly. He glances at the clock: 5:28. She should be here by now! He mutters angrily. I might have to do it myself. She'd better arrive, or something might go wrong... Leaving this ominous sentence hanging, he approaches Fang's cage, keeping a slight distance from the dragon's claws.
Making a note on his clipboard, Johnson smiles cruelly at Fang and says, Doing all right? Hope you're comfortable. Chuckling at his little joke, he then walks to Mel. His eyes flicker as though remembering something, but he says nothing and taps in the code to open her cage.
Now, he says warningly, You must come quietly. My help hasn't arrived yet - He glares at the clock, reading 5:29- and I don't want to have to sedate you until the procedure has begun. Understood?
As he opens the cage, there is the sound of the door opening again, and a woman walks in. Sorry I'm late, she says. Johnson points to Mel.
What's done is done. Is the door locked? At her nod of acquiesence, he beckons her over to him. I think she'll fight. Be ready with the sedative.
Kara watches all this with fear in her eyes. She had seen the conversation between the Wolf/Dragon and Mel, and is now in a corner of her cage, sobbing quietly. She doesn't come out of her hole of panic when the seven year old is dragged in, nor even when Johnson and his cohort enter the room. The only time she looks up is when the cloack strikes 5:30.
There is a small beeping noise, and a mechanical voice says, Next patient, please. With only one eye showing, Kara watches the scientists' attempts to corner Mel.
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Post by Zinroth on Feb 16, 2005 20:34:41 GMT -5
(('tis perfect, thankie ^_^
This post might be a little awkward, but I DID mention that her parents were the ones who made her what she's gonna be in her profile. SO SAD*sobs*))
The moment she heard the door crack open, Mel felt a sudden burst of rage. Lashing her hand out she grabbed the man's arm, shoving him in, at the same time slithering her way out. Once fully out, and him fully in her place she kicked the door open. Knowing the others would already lash out she turned, ducked, and uppercutted the woman. Standing back up and turning around to eye them she snarled. "If you thought I was going to bow at your fee then you have an amazingly dull---"
Her sentence cut short. Another stupid jab in the back of the neck. But this time it was held by someone. That someone was pushing down at the top. Injecting. It stunned her a moment, and when the needle was gone, she turned around. A long-haired blue-eye blonde stood there. Her name tag read "Ryo Vailresisc - Co-manager" Mel couldn't read it. But she knew by the looks, figure, etc., that she knew this grown-up. "...mummy..?"
The shock, along with the sedatives, made her pass-out, for the second time in the last 24 hours. She fell back, being caught by one of the scientists..
Mel drifted off into dreams of horror, terror, and the persuit of.. unhappiness.
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Post by FangoWolf on Feb 16, 2005 20:41:06 GMT -5
sFang let out a roar that would bring fear to the most ferocious of beasts, lasthing out through the bars of his cage. He ripped savagly at the walls, thin metal shavings falling to the floor. He couldnt let this happen to another innocent. He had to do SOMETHING to stop them. He had to.
"let them go! "
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Post by Amry on Feb 17, 2005 19:41:47 GMT -5
[glow=pink,2,300]I dunno what you want for the actual operation, so I'll start and you can finish. Kay?[/glow]
Johnson glances at the blonde from his place in the cage and climbs out, rather embarassed. I'm very sorry Co-manager Ryo, he says awkwardly. It's a good thing you were so quick with the sedative. Now, shall we get on with the operation?
Johnson lifts Mel with little difficulty and hauls her over to the operating room, strapping her down to the table. He shuts the door firmly after Ryo, but leaves the blinds to the windows up, as though to allow the waiting "patients" to see what will become of them.
Inspecting several scalpels, he chooses the largest and sharpest and makes a small cut on Mel's arm. He turns to Ryo and says with respect in his voice, Could you put the DNA in? yours are always so flawless. Like that Fang... He glares at where the wolf-dragon is pounding on his cage in a futile effort to save Mel. I'll say for sure, yours are never listless.
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