Posts by Kodian

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    OoC: Sorry for the questioning, but to who exactly is Alice referring to? Bean? I assumed so, because you said he was the only one in chains, maybe that's why no one's replying. They may be confused?


    IC: 'Ghost'[he will refer to himself as that, or some other nickname, because I don't think he clearly remembers his name] looked to his right.


    Screams could be heard from outside his cell, scratching, talking and what not. He could feel presence of each and every 'person'. Nobody was in their cells anymore, was he the only one? He stood up, stumbling towards, hands against the wall in search of the door. The cells was large so it took a while, but he found it.
    It was on the opposite wall from where he had been sitting.


    'How could I not felt it before..?' He thought, but soon after opened it. However, it felt even worse then in his cell. The light was much brighter then he was used to and he couldn't handle it.


    A loud, high pitched scream escaped his mouth as he desperately tried to cover his eyes, to get rid of all the light. He was blinded for a few seconds, loosing his balance and falling on the ground.


    The boy wanted to crawl back into his cell, but his other half said no and wouldn't agree in the slightest and wanted him to open his eyes.


    He could heal after all, it wouldn't even hurt. Right?

    IC: He could hear bickering someplace near him and used the wall as a support to get on his feet, deciding maybe he should go see what was happening.


    After a few stumbling moments and crashing into the wall, he managed to get from where the source was coming from. It was near a cell, in which was darker so He could slightly open his eyes, peeking through a gap in his fingers and seeing everyone gathered over somebody.


    The boy noticed one had been in chains, and had a... Mouth.. on his stomach.


    It seemed to have a mind of it's own, by the way it moved it's tongue around. It kept saying it was hungry, making him chuckle,'I'm hungry, too,' He thought, although he still didn't know what was going on, so he wasn't familiar with the actual thoughts of the 'mouth' and who it was actually trying to eat.

    OoC:


    IC: The boy didn't even took notice as the subject, going by the name Halvian had charged in his direction. At first, he thought he was going to attack him, but later figured out that his target had been something from behind him.


    As he turned around, all he could see was blood gore all around him. It was amusing for him to watch the Experiment rip apart the other with such ease.


    It had been clear to him that he had long ago lost his sanity.


    'Hmm.. I was wondering who would loose it first,' A chuckle left his mouth at his own thought, amusement clearly visible across his features.


    After a few moments of closely observing the other, his hands fell completely numb against his sides, his face now visible.


    His dull, light gray eyes were wide open, now turning a pale red color, skin white as a ghost's along with his hair. The shirt he had on was hanging loosely from his body, the sleeves were clearly too long for his arms and the shirt itself was up to his mid thigh.


    Through the whole situation, somehow the light had stopped bothering him, although he still couldn't see clearly. But that was more then enough.

    OoC:


    IC: There was a slight frown upon his features as he observed Alice. He did not like the new subject. She was obviously using her, she was just too happy. Either that or she's lost it.
    When he has heard that the girl named Alice wanted to escape he'd almost looked at her in sadness. None of them knew a way out, and he wanted to come, of course, but not for himselft. Rather, he felt the girl was quite shy and looked.. Frail. In a emotional kind of way. Like she will brake any minute on her own.


    Oh, what was he talking about, she could probably tear his throat out in a blink of an eye. His attention was back to the other subject. He wasn't sure if he should trust her.


    The boy looked away from them, his eyes had long ago turned to the same dull gray they were, and the brightness of the light as well. 'Ugh... I was fine just minutes ago..'


    He decide it would be best to avoid light as much as possible, retreating to the place he stood before in the shadows of the cell.

    OoC; I just drew Ghost so I'll post the image when I get on my pc.


    IC; ghost looked around, slightly confused by the earlier announcement. The dining hall? How was he supposed to know where that was? Well, they said there'd be food so.. Just follow the scent.


    Darn scientists. They forgot that Some of them were nearly blind here! You took a breath to calm down. It's okay. Someone will help.


    Like hell they will! They don't care.


    He started walking forward, then he remembered,'what'll happen to Halvian? He doesn't seem to have any sanity left... Will he be alright? And where was he anyway? the boy sighed, he couldn't be thinking of stuff like that now, he had to find the bloody dining room.


    While he was ranting he stumbled upon the room he was looking for,'what if it's a trap? They're probably just going to kill us, either way. Or do some more fucking tests,' He let out a frustrated growl. Fuck this, he ain't gonna wait outside. He stepped in the room. He was grumpy, he hated this place. And he still didn't know where Halvian was.

    OoC:

    - It took about five hours to draw ;-; and I'm still not satisfied with how it looks. I had different type of horns in mind, but I didn't know how to draw them from the angle I drew it.


    IC: The boy wanted to help the others who had been outside the room. He did, he really did, but his legs just wouldn't budge from where he was sitting. The gas could start going through those vents any minute now.


    He stared at the wall, sitting on the floor and not even bothering to get up. He was too distracted to do anything, he wasn't listening, he wasn't looking at anyone, just that god damn wall- why was it so interesting to him anyway?


    The boy broke the 'staring contest', concentrating on his own two hands that were currently covered by the sleeves of his shirt.

    OoC: Hey, can I make one more character? Maybe two?


    IC: Ghost, who was currently walking towards the darker corner of the room, the light still too bright for his liking, had been feeling a little down ever since he got to the dining area. If you'd think about it he had rather odd mood swings.


    First, he was angry upon entering, now he was more closed in, and before the announcement he was, well, that kind of creepily amused you'd see when the character is happy and excited about seeing blood.


    He was brought back from his thought at the sound of footsteps. He looked at the door, only to see Alice step into the room. He knew she was shy and flustered by all those people. Before this had happened, he was like that in crowds, too. Couldn't blame her, really.


    The boy studied her face for a short moment, before looking away to gaze at his own two freezing feet.


    'Poor her.. It'll be a shame to see her lose sanity,' He thought, bringing one of his frail hands to his head and playing with the now completely white hair. It was rather soft, but messy never the less.

    OoC: Lol I've been trying to finish the form but I either have school or I have to sleep so it doesn't save.


    IC: The boy had his eyes on the centipede from the corner he had been resting in. He was looking at him with a bored expression. Although he couldn't look at him in any other way, really, as he hadn't felt anything since he came from the cell. Be it Emotional or Physical.


    When he heard that 'he always hated them' he almost started laughing at that. Hell, who was that guy? He could barely remember any of them. Especially him. He shrugged it off as the person wasn't that important in his life to remember.


    The pale figure continued gazing at the person, eyes lacking emotion and his mouth slightly a gap, barely noticeable.

    Ghost sighed, he wasn't sure of what exactly should he be doing. It's not like he was important or part of any conversation, really.


    The pale boy looked around, seeing all of them at once made him only now realized how much they've actually changed.


    Some were now half animals, others had completely changed in appearance, some didn't change that much. But one thing they all had in common.


    They were all stuck in this place. How fantastic.


    It's not that he didn't like it here, it was great, actually. He always had a soft spot for weirdness, labs and creepy doctors. Its's just that he was really bored. Nobody bothered talking to him, and he was still hungry, even if he had just ate a few minutes ago.


    He let out a sigh of frustration, more like a growl then anything, really.


    It was so boring, and these guys(The centipede and the half wolf guy) weren't helping at all. They both seemed like bad guys but all they did was talk, talk and talk. If maybe they could actually do something..


    He chuckled,'Oh, now wouldn't that be fun?'

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    NeroLeone


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    15Lithesexual HomoromanticDemiboy
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    Name;
    Leone Nero (Italian, means: "Black Lion".)


    Nickname;
    Lion/Leone (Hunters), Cannibal (Hunters), Kid (anyone), Shorty(anyone; please call me like that), Leo (anyone)


    Looks;
    A dark brown, messily combed mop of hair, absorbs orange hues in sunlight. Large, lime green eyes, which seem to put people in a trance. Small, yet full, lips and a small, rounded nose. His body is well muscled and his skin has a nice tan to it, too, however is still often mistaken as 'petite', because of all the layers of cloth he wears. He stands at 5'2''. He likes being called short, too.


    His regular outfit consists of a sleeveless black hoodie and a black & white stripped, long sleeved shirt, a pair of black ripped jeans and old, dirtied red converse. All of which, is probably covered by dirt/blood.


    The flesh on his hands appears torn. Especially around his fingertips, as he tends to bite them a lot, although most of his hands are covered by a pair of black fingerless gloves.


    There is, also, a large scar on his body. All the way, from his right hip, to the left side of his collarbone. Bite marks can also be seen along his arms and shoulders. He likes to bite himself, for some reason (Yeah, I know, he's weird as f***)...


    Personality;
    He has DID, so his personality tends to 'flip', from time to time.


    Personality A - A quiet, introverted child. Speaks only when necessary, and is usually found backing away from other people. He doesn't exactly 'like' human beings, and rarely ever approaches them. He would rather spend time alone, in his own world, then being interrupted by those optimistic, loud, and annoying beings.


    He's usually grumpy and crabby around humans. Especially males.


    He'd often seem, as if he lacked enthusiasm, or a will to do things. Is, rather than not, often mistook as 'lazy'. However, he is quite far from it. He rarely complains, and would usually do what you tell him to. Unless it's something that needs courage, because he is, unfortunately, a coward.


    He's rather blunt, not fearing of what others would think of him, and doesn't think before he speaks. There are a few things that interest him, and those are; books, reading, animals, blood, bones, dead things, maths. Often refers to himself, as an 'it'.


    Personality B - Violent, full of energy, loud, deceiving. Those are the words that describe him the most. He dislikes humans, even far more then 'A'. He's, what you would call, a 'player'. Except, he doesn't use people for ***, but rather, for his own goals, or to see them suffer. It's fine with him, either way.


    He tends to be rather pessimistic, and likes to make others feel worthless. He's, also, sort of a sadist.


    Although, at first, he may seem 'flirtatious', or easygoing, he is not like that. At all. Most of all, he hates how females are so easy to deceive. He shows a deep hate for females. He find interest in; parkour, his bed, seeing people cry, money, himself. Often refers to himself, as a 'he'. And yes, I know, he's an a**hole.


    Personality C - The most wonderful thing you've ever seen. Lovely, optimistic, shy, lively. He likes to giggle, a lot, too... He finds people, that are like 'A', amusing. He likes humans (ugh), is extrovert and, surprisingly, not a coward. He likes making friends. Although he is a ray of sunshine, he dislikes it when he's in the center of attention.


    Not the brightest tool... Is oblivious, a dork, bad at pulling jokes, totally gay. He finds interest in; nature, cats, cute little animals, frilly dresses, pink stuff, friends.


    Although! He gets surrounded by shizophrenia the most, and can get quite depressive because of it. He can be seen, talking to 'ghosts' (lol, imaginative friends alert), on a daily basis. Often refers to himself as what ever the f*** you want, mostly a he, *rarely* a she.


    Level;
    Level D


    Mental Stability;
    Shizophrenia, Dissociative identity disorder


    Physical Stability;
    Broken rib


    Crush;
    Everyone Nobody.


    Girl/Boyfriend;
    Again, none.


    History;
    I'll tell it, though out the story.


    Other;
    Zap Zap Zapiddy Zap, and oh my Gog. You're a Knight of Rage, too? That's awesome, so am I.


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    15 ✖ Homosexual Demiromantic ✖ Trigender
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    OoC: Name: Domino Brofis




    Gender: Trigender, uses he / him pronouns




    Age: 15




    Blood Color: Purple, but he always hides it and says it's olive.




    Quirk Style&Color: Hex is #84ff00





    Appearance:


    Species: Troll





    Personality: Silent, loner, introvert, independent, stubborn, argumentative, extremely jealous, acts cold / emotionless




    Matesprit: Open
    Auspistice: Open
    Moirail: Open
    Kismesis: Open

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    15 ✖ Homosexual Demiromantic ✖ Trigender
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    OoC: Sigh. My quadrants are currently all blurred. I have a Moirail, but, she's a LOT more closer to a "friend", which I'm quite jealous of.


    Then, my matespritship has been going on for a year, but it has never worked properly. I dislike doing *cough* stuff *cough* and he just can't understand that. He keeps saying I just don't want to "open up" and that I'm scared because of all the things I've been through in life. I keep telling him that it's disgusting for me to do it, and that I don't want to do it, but he just ignores me.



    Then, the person I was in a sort of a kismessistude, but not really, started approaching the red quadrant ;-; and although I'd be fine, either way, since I've known him for a lot longer, and feel more comfortable in his presence, I have a matesprit, so I can't really do anything about it ;-;


    ALSO! Wingless! How do you make the hidden scrollies (like the one you did for Casadera)
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    15 ✖ Homosexual Demiromantic ✖ Trigender
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    OoC: Is there anyone in particular that's role-playing the teacher? And we're supposed to be in class at the moment, right? Just wanna make sure before I post.[size=9pt][/size]

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