Posts by natural_harmony

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    Name: Cato McheitA


    Gender-Male


    Age- 14 (July 11th)


    Description before pokehuman- Lean and slim, Cato had been very active and exuberant before the incident; somehow bursting with energy all day and tired just didn't seem to happen to the boy. His auburn hair was almost always a messy bed-head, as he didn't exactly care how he looked like, and his cerulean eyes always seemed to curl at the corners in a smile. He used to be very upbeat an positive, always trying to cheer others up, and he seemed to always know what to say.


    Description after transformation- Now, white hair crowns the 14 year old, with only strands of auburn hair to hint to the past, and it's never as messed up as before. He has two long, blue folded ears with two white steaks towards the bottom of them, and a scarf-like thing originating from the back of his head to wrap around his neck. His eyes are a bit bigger now and more blue-ish with nearly no white showing. He wears a blue jacket (with white stripes through it like his ears) and a dark blue v-neck underneath it. Cato also has a fluffy tail now.


    What pokemon DNA?- Meowstic


    Personality- After the transformation, Cato became more soft spoken, and, due to a mistake of the scientists, has somewhat a hard time speaking. He tends to stammer a bit, his voice is always hoarse, and sometimes barely audible. He is more curious then before and even somewhat shy. Cato's old personality is still there though, and he tries to comfort the others with gestures instead of speaking. Actions speak louder then words, right? He is still somewhat energetic, but he is allergic to the tranquilizer that the scientists use. This drains him of energy even well after the effects were supposed to wear off making him very calm most of the time.
    He is also somewhat intolerant to pain now and easily passes out from it.
    One would expect him to be miserable, but even so, Cato still ends up being super optimistic through the whole ordeal.


    History- Cato lived a fairly ordinary life. Residing in a house located on the edge of a woods with his parents and older sister Amelie.


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    ooc: So can I just start then? Like in a cage or something?


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    OOC) I think I have an idea. ;3 I'll start with the choker thing.


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    To say Cato woke up with a skull splitting headache would have been an understatement. To the teen, it was almost as if there were two hundred people constantly hacking at his head with steel sledgehammers. Slowly, his eyes opened to reveal a dark room, but for some reason there were constant orange, luminecent flashes lighting up the expanse and Cato's neck felt rather hot. He attempted to raise his arm, but to his horror he found himself constricted by metal bindings.

    "W-what?" To his surprise, he found it hard to speak and when he did it sounded hoarse, like he had a really bad sore throat or something. He started to panic a little, his cerulean irises flicking about for any clue to what was going on. Somehow however, everything seemed to be much more vivid and clear vision wise for Cato, and if he turned his eyes to the right far enough, he could catch a glimpse of a person dressed in white with red stains covering the coat. Due to the fact that the fourteen year old was completely exhausted and somewhat delirious, he wrote the person off as someone who was clumsy when it came to drinking pomegranate juice.

    The sudden jolt of pain in Cato's neck caused him to yelp and jump a little, but when he did he heard a little chuckle, presumably from Mr. I Can't Drink Juice Without Spilling It On Myself. The voice was rather cold, but Cato was too drugged and nauseated to hear what the person was saying. He did pick up the words "Useful" "Won't Hurt a Bit", and a sequence of numbers. Nothing really made sense to the poor kid, and he couldn't even remember how he got to this confusing, painful place.

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    Cato had actually let the medicine take over and had started to drift into sleep, but he was jolted awake by a blood curdling, horrible scream. Then suddenly everything clicked as the worst pain he had ever felt in his life spread through him like wildfire, and it took him a second that the terrible, scratchy scream had actually come from his mouth, which was still screaming. There must have been someone else in the room, a girl it seemed, because the two screams seemed to create a sort or "horrifying harmony" that filled the room.

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    ooc: o__o The pace of the RP is over 9000. Like, in all honesty.


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    Eventually, the heat subsided, but that doesn't mean the pain didn't. Cato's neck was burned beyond the point of "bearable" and hot deep blue tears slid down the side of his face. His expression wasn't crying, but tears were flowing from his eyes weather he liked it or not. The drugs the woman had injected in him immediately after the torture kicked in and soon enough he fell into a painful sleep; still crying.


    EDIT: OOC: Woo woo loot at me I'm falling behind. ._.

    EDIT- This post quoted some people's stuff when i tried to edit it (touchy keyboard waaa) so I'm very sorry if it caused any issues.


    Groaning, Cato weakly put his hand over his forehead and his eyes flicked open. He sat up cross-legged and glanced around him.
    Surrounding him was a sort of miniature, simulated woodsy area that looked a little like a Japanese temple. For an unfathomable reason, various spoons stuck out of the ground around him. Some were bent, and some were straight. He wearily looked behind him, and he noticed that there was glass surrounding the entire premises. A glowing word was written backwards on the glass. The boy stared for a second, seemingly zoning out, then muttered, "...Huuh?" Then everything seemed to hit him at once. He remembered the mishap hide and seek game, how he had fainted, and being carried away. At this, he sprang to his feet, which was much to his regret when the pain flowed from all around his body, and quickly swiveled his head around (ouch). He was in a sort of exhibit, like a zoo or something, and the word on the wall read "Psychic" and a sequence of letters were written next to it. His hand wandered up to the collar and he rubbed his fingers along the steel surface. Suddenly, he noticed white hair, fur actually, wrapping around the collar resulting in more confusion. Suddenly, Cato's eyes went wide, and he slowly brought his hands up to ears. Or at least, where his ears should have been.
    "T-They're gone?" he said hoarsely. His hand travelled further up his head until they hit something unusual.
    "WHAT THE?!" he squealed as he tugged at the rather odd bunny like ears that were now perched upon his head.


    At that moment, a needle suddenly pricked him in the throat and Cato could barely even breathe the pain was so extreme. It was almost as if someone had suddenly set fire to every nerve in his body, and he fell backwards with a thud into the grass, unable to move and ready to hurl at this point.

    ~Ic~


    Cato trotted near the end of the forest he was out in, as the rest of it seemed to extend into infinity, and placed his face against the glass to try to see somthing. As he did so, his new ears folded upwards against it and Cato noticed that there were two oval things in the middle. He tugged them down so he could see better and noticed they were...eyes?! The boy reeled with the little shock he had left, there wasn't much left at this point, and returned to peering out of the class. He groaned. Nothing, it was one way. He willed so hard for even a speck of visibility through the glass, and, without realizing it, concentrated on making it a reality. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that a section of the glass in front of him was now transparent. He shook his head in disbelief. What a weird day.
    He could see various scientists scurrying about, some were glancing at other domes with other kids in them. He saw the Vulpix girl from earlier, the one he had been collared with across from him, but he couldn't make out what was going on. The scientists hadn't seemed to notice him yet, so he just kept awkwardly watching them go to and fro. There wasn't much else to do anyway. If only he could talk to someone. He was desperate for answers.

    Slowly, Catto slid down the smooth glass and sat against it, continuing to run his hands along the smooth surface. There seemed to be no way out of the prison and Catto wasn't exactly sure of what to do now. He slowly turned his head to glance out of the opening again, and this time he noticed someone sort of looking at him from the outside. But, unluckily for Catto, it was a professor who for sure wasn't going to give him any answers. He waited till the person went away, then he continued to rub the collar, but soon enough, a little panic began to grow inside of the teen, and he started trying to pull the restraint off. As he pried and pulled, an annoying alarm started to go off on the device.
    "Oh goodness, now what," he muttered hoarsely, placing his head in his hand. Maybe it was coming off? This thought encouraged him to keep trying, despite the fact that he didn't realize that if he were to pull it off, he'd probably take his head with it to.

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    "Gosh this thing is annoying," Catto groaned, pulling on his ears to drown out the sound of the beeping collar. He decided to walk deeper into the forest, away from the prying eyes of the insane scientists. As he walked, he still couldn't help but feeling like he was being watched. Not by a professor though, this was different, he could somehow sense it. Tugging on his ears a little tighter, he slowly looked in a circle and hoarsely called, "Hello?"

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    Catto stared for a little while longer, then shook his head and kept walking, figuring that he just must be jumpy and hearing things. He continued to tug on his ears, a newly developed habit of his. His aimless walking continued for a little while longer, then suddenly he heard a twig snap nearby. Cato froze, eyes wide and heart pounding. Spinning on his heel, his irises whisked about looking for where the sound came from.
    "H-Hello...?" He called hoarsely. In reply, he heard a low growl.


    Without even thinking, he turned and started running to nowhere in particular, but anywhere away from the thing that was following him.

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    ooc: Hey, Zelda! Do you need some help with the scientists? I could make one if you like, but it won't be intricate or anything like Catto.


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    Cato ran and ran, then, like most horror stories, tripped. He was airborne for a few seconds, then landed flat on his face and skidded a little further on it. Laying there for a couple of seconds, he sat up and looked behind him, seeing nothing. He ran his hand through his white, snowy hair and sighed. "I'm hallucinating, darnit. What on earth...?" As everything that just happened started to process, he remembered hearing someone say something as he ran for his life, but at this point he couldn't be sure. For the thousandth time, he called hoarsely, "Hello?"

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    ooc: XD Goodness, you're welcome, here, I'll get on its profile now.


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    Immediately, Catto's ears perked up and he launched to his feet. Finally, someone! Reed... Reed? Who was Reed? Catto knew that he for sure wasn't Reed. Maybe there were more then two people (sort of people?) in the same dome? Maybe it was just one big dome?
    "OH MY GOODNESS A PERSON! Hello? N-No, I'm not Reed, unless I was givin an uninformed nickname or something. Where are you?" he said rather hoarsely.

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    ooc: Ah! No need to apologize! I was just giggling a little. X3 Oh! And would it matter if this character was male or female?


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    "Ah! Okay!" he shouted back. In his eagerness, he turned left so fast that he ran into one of the annoying trees. Peeling himself from it, he rubbed his forehead muttering, "OwwwWw," then continued towards the duo.


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    I'm trying to finish this scientist thing, so is it alright if he just joins you two? X3 Sorry, I dot want to get behind again but I'm trying to finish this thing.

    Name- Melman Meteaio
    Gender- nobody knowwwsss) Just kidding, male.
    Description- An odd character to come across with in the street, Melman is a tall man with bright red hair sticking out like a sore thumb. He has a very defined jawline, and is rather slender, almost like a cross between the dominant, forbodding and the sickly, cunning villain.
    Personality - Melman is pretty much all around derpy. He really has no drive in life except for cheesy online games (which he spent pretty much his entire early life doing) and likes to meet people by any means necessary, which includes capturing people to be worked on as test subjects.
    Age- 36
    How they came to work there- He was originally intended to be a test subject in the earliest project recorded, but his high intelligence with computers and thing with meeting people landed him a job as a scientist.
    Job, capturing, collaring, ect..- Anything >:3
    Role play sample-

    OOC: Posted the profile thing :D


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    Breaking through the trees, he saw a rather monochrome colored boy and a girl with a sort of green scheme going. To Catto's surprise, they both had ears, tails, and the boy had a sort of black sythe sticking out of his head. He was about to turn around, but then he remembered that he probably looked pretty odd too. Weirdly enough, he overheard the two skinny dipping and it took all Catto had not to burst with laughter from the randomness of it all.
    "Uh, hi," he hoarse voice squeaked, trying to get the duo's attention without acting like he heard te skinny dipping thing.

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    ooc: No problem! So should I join the two characters in the same post with color coding or something? Or should I just post two separate posts?


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