Wyvern Posted February 20, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 @A.C.~ accepted but too lazy to put on first post right now... @Yae~ It's fine, nevermind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kōsuke Ueki Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 So can we start? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Wyvern Posted February 20, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 I guess we can start. I'll post first: IC:Robert woke up, looking out the window towards the bright, rising sun. He got up and changed, and heard the rustle of sheets behind him. Turning around, he was looking into Audrey's golden eyes. She was shorter than him, so he had to look down. But he didn't care, he loved her so much. He kissed her and said, "I'll be downstairs. I'm hungry..." Audrey knew what he meant by that. He hadn't fed in a while. She smiled and said, "Don't leave without me. I'd like to eat, too." Audrey changed, too, and followed him down the stairs. Robert said, "I think we should go out tonight. Do you?" Audrey thought about it. "Yeah, I kinda want to go out. where?" It was friday, and they had no worries. Well, not yet. But they didn't know it. Then Robert said, "Wait, I think...nevermind. Let's go." They changed forms and swiftly ran into the woods, ready to hunt. A little tired, they didn't run too fast. Audrey followed Robert, she was sort of weak. She didn't want to tell him yet. What's wrong? You seem really tired, but you got a lot of sleep. Are you...sad? Robert said. In wolf-language. No, of course not! Why would I be? Audrey said anxiously, hiding her fear. She thought Robert might not like what she was going to tell him. But not now. Robert stopped his ears pricked up, and he looked around. fur rustling, he ran full speed and caught a large deer. Audrey followed slowly and fed with him. Audrey didn't like the taste of animal meat, humans taste so much better. But we should really change, Robert said. But it's just natural! Audrey replied. Robert sighed as he licked his mouth, content. Still hungry though. We should go back. We can eat later. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kōsuke Ueki Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 >Andrew< What the rumors said were true. Andrew sits in a chair in the center of his living room, doing absolutely nothing with his head down and eyes closed. This basically is because of what happens in his past. When Andrew was 8 years old, he viewed the look of his parents that have been murdered an hour before he came home. The very sight scarred him emotionally in what will possibly be a lifetime. An hour before that, though, Andrew got bitten by a werewolf and did what he could to stop the bleeding in his wound. After beginning to have nightmares, he realized the only thing to do is stay away from civilization in the daylight and go out in the night as a Werewolf as W to kill as much as he pleases to do. >Sean< Sean woke up, refreshed to see the glowing orange sun flashing at his face. He yawns and gets out of bed. He changes into his trench coat, suit pants and dress shoes and walks outside. A beautiful day should be perfect for one thing! he thought. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hydra of Ages Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 Gambit grumbled as he woke up, staring blearily into the ceiling of the small one-bedroom apartment he owned somehow. He didn't entirely recall how he had obtained the human residence, partially due to lack of interest and partially due to the incessant ringing of silver in his ear, but it hardly mattered either way. He had it now, after all. He got up and yawned, almost as a cat would, careful not to brush his bad arm's scar against the bare mattress, and scratched his platinum blond mane. His twin orbs, blue and brown, scanned the surrounding area for enemies or prey, purely from instinct. Gambit never looked anywhere from the corners of his eyes, or really anywhere his face wasn't pointing. He'd long gotten used to the fact that, alone, either of his eyes were completely useless. One was easy to fool, and the other fooled him easily. No, the only time he could trust his eyesight was when both eyes worked at the same time. Not that there was much to see, he admitted as he got up. His bedroom was completely bare, save for the mattress that served as the sole decoration. As he crossed into a main room, it was almost equally lacking in decor. A tabletop outfitted with a faucet pointed towards him; He had only a vague idea how to work the thing, and didn't particularly have the inclination to use it. He'd gotten control of the apartment somehow, but he certainly hadn't bothered furnishing it. He walked down a short staircase, grabbing a thick, metal weapon as he walked down. The object was a massive sword on a stick; Not quite a halberd, too straight to be an axe, and not nearly well-balanced enough to be a true blade, it teetered on the edge between rough knife and dangerous artwork of war. It was a large, thick, heavy weapon; Nobody doubted what it could do, if it met flesh. Just the way he liked it, he reflected, as he strapped it to his back. He wanted to change, be rid of his frail human body and return to his formidable werewolf form. Unfortunately, he knew he had to play by their rules for now. He walked out into the hallway, past a human who was passing and waved at him with a cheerful smile. "Oh, hey Stephen! You're up early." the man said with a chuckle. Gambit frowned. He disliked that human name, and regretted chosing it so long ago. Even more so from that brittish accent... Gambit wasn't even entirely sure of the human's name, simply that he was his neighbour, and he rather disliked him. He had considered eating him, but thought better of it when he figured people would find that suspicious. "Taking out the ol' meat cleaver a bit earlier, then?" he inquired, lightly tapping the massive weapon. Gambit grumbled. "Don't mess with someone with a massive sword." he replied, trying to instill some common sense in the human. Instead, the dark haired man just smirked, showing off rows of perfect white teeth, and revealed a small item from the pocket of his long tan trenchcoat. "Don't need a sword. Got a pin. And a pen." he said with a smile. "Both stronger, I think." Gambit grumbled. "Wanna bet?" --- Luc'deLuc Arastoros Percival Thou-shalt-not-covet-thy-neighbor's-wife Demaxim smiked and waved the older man off. Well, at least he thought he was older, he could never quite tell Ol'Stephen's age. He had long, silver hair, that was for sure, and the way he limped and had poor hearing was very indicative of young age... but he carried around a massive weapon that would leave younger men a writhing wreck daily, and seemed to be in perfect health aside from his war wounds. He was a mystery, Luke decided, but chuckled to himself, not the mystery he was looking for. After all, he was Luc'DeLuc Extraordinaire! Destroyer of all things Satanic! No, he wasn't supposed to concern himself with elderly men that liked to drag around swords. He was in a constant, entralling battle with the forces of Satan themselves! Witches, demons and familiars alike! Vampires, Vlad Dracule or otherwise! And Werewolves of all sorts! Those were his specialty, his triumverate. He would do no more, and yet no less, than rid the world entirely of those demonic pests! He chuckled and patted his coat pocket, containing his Thundergun- an old-make shotgun, loaded with hand-made bullets, just like the Inquisitors of olde. Sure, it jammed all the time, needed to be reassembled at least twice a month, and cost several month's paychecks to reload, but he wouldn't hunt the forces of darkness with anything less than premium, blessed, holy-water soaked, crosshatch-tipped grade A-silver bullets. They cut through hexes like a knife through butter! Killed vampires like an all-you-can-eat Garlic buffet! And took Werewolves to the cleaners! No, no, there was nothing better for hunting satanists than what he had on him now, mark his words. He chuckled, and set off down the steps of the apartment building, waiting for the familiar thump of Ol' Stephen getting of at the bottom step. He'd made the mistake of being trapped behind the elderly(?) man before, and it wasn't an experience he cared to repeat. For as much of his bluster he mustered, he doubted being decked by his good arm would be that pleasent. Or by his bad arm, for that matter. --- Red sniffed at a leaf, shrugged, and placed it in her satchel. Whiteleaf was starting to get rare among their herbs, she knew. The humans, that was the problem- they brought all sorts of fungus that killed off all the plants they needed. Did they even know about the herbs that the more in-tune Wolfpeople had? Sure, humans had botanists, but werewolves were more clever than that. Plants that withered as humans approached, plants that could mask themselves from all detection... they all existed, just at the frindge of human imagination. And so close, no less! Much like the werewolves themselves, things like Goldentear and Whiteleaf, things that died when humans so much as looked at them, were as much a secret to the naive race as the werewolves themselves. She sighed, and looked at her spoils for the day. Five leaves, and a spring containing a bud and two tiny leaves. Not bad for now, she observed. Whiteleaf was a potent anaethestic, and had the side-effect of stengthening the heart when properly mixed. It reproduced via spores that could clear the lung passages of Werewolves suffering from things like Red Plague or Liverclaw. She turned to head back towards the rest, long red tail swishing behind her. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure no other, unfriendly werewolves were coming after her. She'd had a couple of close shaves so far. 'Ignorant beasts.' she muttered to herself. 'Pushing us from our land. The greedy, ignorant, beasts. Letting their hearts rule their heads.'She sighed, but shook her head. Not the time to be thinking such things, she reflected, as the walked through the deep forests. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Lightning Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 ((Change the Title to: Started. Also, I'm guessing we can start in any form?)) ~Rai/Hirosuke~Rai lazily dragged himself awake. He slowly got up and hesitantly left the 'Fangs' Den. He yawned as he stretched out his paws. Rai then glanced around and noticed that nothing interesting was going on near him. Without giving it another thought, he started to walk around, looking for something that would be sure to catch his eye. After some time of pointless roaming, he shifted his position and then went into his human form. When he in his human form, he started to leave the area that he was in, and he started to rush over to his home deeper inside of the forest. On his way there, he ran into Dawn, A pup that belonged to the Fang pack. She was in her human form. ~Dawn/Trinity~Dawn looked up at Rai with curiosity. She then giggled and flipped her blue hair out of her eyes"Oh, it's just you..." she said, her voice childish and playful. Dawn ran around on all fours, even though she was in her human form. Rai looked at her and sighed"Stop running like that..." he scoled "It's not normal...If the humans see you, they will think there's something wrong with you, understand?"Dawn stopped and looked at Rai again. She laughed and then ran away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gredious AKA. Solomon409 Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 meanwhile Hanson is walking through a forest, up ahead he sees and girl running on all four , he was about to shout out untill he sudenly stiffened as he relizes* its an werewolf!*, too paralized in fear, he stares Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Lightning Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 Dawn stopped and noticed someone nearby as she was running. She walked up to Hanson and giggled playfully. Dawn sniffed him and examined him carefully and then when she was done, she giggled again. "Who are you...?" she asked her voice tone playful. She didn't wait too long for his answer, instead she started running around him in circles. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 Meanwhile, Clawrisa was making her way through the forest, her snout pressed against the floor as she sniffed for any sign of stray humans. It was undeniable that food was needed, and as the Alpha Female, more pressure rested on Clawrisa and her mate than ever. She had no idea where her mate was since they had parted ways, looking for food to keep their clan alive at the very least. Clawrisa just kept seeking, until her nose finally hit a scent. It was human, yes ... except it was more than just human. It was a werewolf scent too. A tinge of excitment shot through Clawrisa as she half-eagerly half-coolly followed the scent; was this the scent of a DarkPack? She continued to follow it, until it lead her to a scene before her eyes. She fleeted to a nearby bush, and peered through the folliage; she could see Dawn and Hanson moving around, but she was clueless as to whether they were DarkPack or Fangs. Instead of making any action, Clawrisa just stood and continued to watch. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apocalypse Cards Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 >Toua Kira< Kira just appeared behind Clawrisa as if out of nowhere. "Leave them alone they are of no concern to us and they are no threat so leave them alone and get going this is not something we should be involved in..." said a mainly white werewolf with red marking on its tail and face as well as some pitch-black patches of furs in some areas, it was Toua Kira the Alpha Male for the BlackClaws pack. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naimo Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 Clawrisa turned her head, her hair-like fur on the back of her head and neck swishing and lightly brushing Kira as she did so. She paused for several seconds, her eyes fixed firmly on him. "Yes, sure." The rest of her body turned as she moved away from the scene. "So, what do we do now?" Clawrisa found herself asking as she began to move away from the scene, her head resting over her shoulder, looking at where Kira was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apocalypse Cards Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 >Toua Kira< He just kept quiet and ran he always enjoyed the silence of the forest at this time and he completely ignored Clawrisa technically she was his mate but he never saw it that way he saw it merely as a formality and nothing more he saw no future relationship between them going past what they were at now which was her basically being his second in command of the pack, he never had any emotional attachments to and member of the pack except his liter sister. >Taiga< She had just woken up and was wondering where her brother was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wyvern Posted February 20, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 OOC: Everybody good! Really good! Well, except Solomon...you should really post lionger posts. This is an advanced thread, remember? I don't mean to be mean (wow sounds weird) but I advise you not to psot so short. IC:Sapphirias was running through the woods, GoldenEye following slowly behind. Sapphirias spotted Kira, the Alpha male of the BlackClaws pack. Sapphirias stopped and called out How is it going?. GoldenEye was behind him, and now she was next to him. She was short compared to him, even though she was large. She smiled at Kira, since the two packs were friendly. They only got in a serious fight way back when the Fangs settled down, but that was before GoldenEye was born. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skarlet Posted February 20, 2010 Report Share Posted February 20, 2010 Away from the pack, Veronica prowled, Dragoness, her wolven form was quiet, stealthy and dangerous. She was hungry, she longed for the taste of flesh, human flesh. She made her way toward the city, weaving through the trees slowly, cautiously, there were other wearwolves out here, and The Dragoness didn't want to draw attention to herself, not in this setting, sure, she was among the strongest creatures out here, but she wasn't about to risk getting into a fight with an entire pack. She reached a small clearing in the woods and took this oppertunity to listen, hearing the echoing word "Going?" it had clearly been called with a questioning tone and Dragoness assumed this to be some hapless human calling to another. Poor creatures, lost in the woods. She turned to follow the sound. As if she needed any more advantage over a human, the visability here favoured her, as did the dense undergrowth that she was used to moving through.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Also away from the pack, Grim, Rex Tembo, heard the echo, not taking the time to weigh up the situation, he too started to move toward it, his hunger was overwhelming. at his size he needed to eat quite a lot. While Grim could be stealthy if he wanted, his hulking black form would only be hidden by the night this time. as he ran. Though niether was aware of it, he and Dragoness were soon to run into one another.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Valentina walked into the club, a favorite hang-out for her, with each step the sound of bells could be heard, owing to her Anklet, still, this was hidden by the sound of the music, and the chatter of friends and couples who had entered the area. She sat down at the bar and waited for the Bar Keeper's attention. She sighed, he was working tonight. The one that would always flirt with her. The barkeeper saw her and walked over, leaning against the inside of the bar."Ah, Val. Looking lovely, as usual. Let me guess, dry martini?""Yes, but if you call me Val, again, I'm gonna have to slap you, okay, lover boy?" she said in her strong Russian accent.With that he gave a hastey nod, this wasn't the way Valentina acted toward most people, but this guy, Todd, annoyed her substancially, although, he did make an excellent Martini. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Lightning Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Rai walked calmly around the vast forest. He knew the parts and sections of this forest very well.Not long afterwards, he found himself coming towards a few other werewolves. Rai couldn't tell which pack they were from, so he kept his distance as he approached them. "who are you...? Friend or foe?" he asked, still eyeing the group carefully. He kept his guard up and made himself ready for anything. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zaneko Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Danni was taking Travis out for his walk. Well, it was more like Danni and Travis were out for a walk. Travis was in his wolf form; collared but without a leash (much to their neighbours dislike), stutting proudly, cowing any dog he met into submission."Cut it out will you," Danni hissed at him when the fifth dog they passed whimpered and whined, crawling on his belly, "everyone already knows how intimidation you are!"He turned his head to her, jaw gaping in lupine laughter before butting her leg. He stopped by the butcher shop and gazed at her with his perfect puppy-dog eyes. She was almost tempted not to get him the treat her wanted but she relented in the end."If you keep letting me buy you meat and don't hunt, you'll get fat," she warned. Travis ignored her, trotting happily at her side. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gredious AKA. Solomon409 Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 OOC: Everybody good! Really good! Well' date=' except Solomon...you should really post lionger posts. This is an advanced thread, remember? I don't mean to be mean (wow sounds weird) but I advise you not to psot so short. IC:Sapphirias was running through the woods, GoldenEye following slowly behind. Sapphirias spotted Kira, the Alpha male of the BlackClaws pack. Sapphirias stopped and called out [i']How is it going?[/i]. GoldenEye was behind him, and now she was next to him. She was short compared to him, even though she was large. She smiled at Kira, since the two packs were friendly. They only got in a serious fight way back when the Fangs settled down, but that was before GoldenEye was born.(okay sry) He stiffens as she runs in circles around him, he takes out some silver he keeps around in his pocket and goes:"Take this Werewolf!", throws it at her and starts sprinting off towards his cottage" i hope she dosent cacth up to me" he runs back and on the way all of a sudden gets hit on his neck"well this is just my day?" he tought as he slowly fades into unconciousness (btw, i dont have alot of thime for thease so im miss once or twice) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Richard walked through the forest, looking for werewolves. He held his silenced pistol, with silver bullets loaded to kill. He hadn't seen any yet, but he had a feeling that he soon would. He continued through the forest, not losing any hope as he found no trace of wolves. Then he spotted something that got his hopes up: there in the mud was a large wolf footprint, too large to be just a wolf. Rick grinned excitedly, and cocked his gun. "Come out, come out whenever you are," he whispered to himself. Clawfang stalked through the forest. He had eaten a few hours ago, and had gone out on a walk to think for a while. Suddenly he heard a rustle behind himself. He spun around, expecting the worse. He watched as a full-grown man appeared out of the bush. At first the man seemed afraid, then grinned. He put the gun he was holding away, and pulled out one of his silver blades. He heard the man say, "Time to die, werewolf." Clawfang understood the man's intentions, and growled to see if he could scare the man away. Rick shook a little as the werewolf growled at him, but did not let it show. "Nice try, stupid werewolf, but it will take a little more than just a little growl to scare someone like me away." He saw the wolf's ears raise in confusion. "Confused? You would be; you don't know who I am. But you won't have to, when you're dead!" He lunged at the wolf, his blade ready to slice through the wolf's fur and skin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TheFinalFan Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Several bullets rang out, and pierced through Richard."I think not, mon amie." a French-sounding voice replied from the shadows.A blonde woman dressed in a business suit stepped from the treeline, carrying a large pistol and a thick umbrella."I am not sure who or what you are, but you are threatening mon cherie, and for that, you must be punished. Those slugs are .44-caliber solid-silver bullets, enough to kill a werewolf or seriously wound a human. In fact, you should be unconscious right now."The woman came up to Clawfang and gave him a soft peck on the muzzle before aiming her pistol at Richard's forehead."Now, leave this place, or I will use place more silver in your brain than you could possibly need." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Clawfang morphed back to human. He walked over to his mate, and took her hand holding the gun in his. "Mio amore," he said, replying to her French with Italian, "there is no need for such violence. I will agree with you that it is fun, as it always is, to perform in battle, but we do not need to needlessly kill humans." He walked up to Richard. He knelt down, and pulled the man up by his collar. "Although she is right. I think you will have to be, and have been, punished. I suggest you do as Dominique says, or you will deeply regret it." He shoved the man away. Richard stumbled, bleeding, and lurched away as fast as he could. That had not gone as he has wanted. (Now) Jason turned to his mate. "Now, why do you come for me on la bella notte?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TheFinalFan Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 "I wanted to be with you on La Nuit da La Lune Complete." Dominique replied as she took down her umbrella, folding the specially-designed moonlight-proof umbrella up as her transformation started to kick in.She had already placed any important items in her cabin, and her current attire was from a local thrift store, so she had no trouble in ruining the clothes as her muscles bulked out, her face contorted into a canine muzzle with a hint of sentience behind her eyes, and her hair gre into a beautiful golden mane that complemented her blonde fur. After about a minute, Dominique was now in her werewolf form, looking at her mate lonigingly."Now, we can have some REAL fun..." she growled as she approached her counterpart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Jason smiled. "You want fun, do you?" He stepped from the shadows. He closed his eyes, feeling the power of the moon running through him. "Lei ha perfettamente ragione, miei cari. It is a bella luna." He opened his eyes. Gone was any humanity. He let out a growl, and the hair all over his body extended, growing. His clothes tore quickly as his body grew larger and larger. His nose and mouth enlongated into the muzzle of a wolf. When his transformation was complete, he looked at Aura with love. "Shall we?" he asked her, the love obvious in his voice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest TheFinalFan Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 Dominique, now called "Aura" to her packmates, nodded."Yes, mon copain, mon amant, mon cavalier."She kissed him, muzzle to muzzle, invigorated by his wonderful scent, knowing that he felt the same way about her, knowing that he was just as intoxicated by her own scent.Why shouldn't they? They were a pair of Betas: Future Alphas. Young enough to love but old enough to be serious about it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spartan919 Posted February 21, 2010 Report Share Posted February 21, 2010 He kissed her fully, taking in her wonderful, toxic scent. After a moment, he pulled away. "Well, il mio compagno, il mio amante, la mia dea," he said, "let us hope that this night never ends. Clawfang couldn't believe that he had mated such a perfect female. They were the perfect match; and Aura was the only person he knew that could keep up with him. Actually, she beat him most of the time. He nuzzled his muzzle up to her cheek, breathing in that marvelous scent, wishing he could just keep breathing it in, never stopping. He hoped that he would never leave her, and that she would never leave him. No, he didn't hope...he knew that they would always be together. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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