Nameless Subjects(semi-literate+)

[Rainy Days]

((*blinks* Wha... that would be awesome! I CLAIM THAT POWER!!! JK, JK. X3 Gonna start on her.))

[Vespur]

Username: Galaxier

Chosen Name:Cleopatra Van Blake
Nickname:Cleo is fine with her since she usually goes by the name. Her name is much to long for her so don't even think about hearing her real name even if you meet her, her usual name is Cleo so Cleo is considered her real name besides the fact my mother named me Cleopatra after a dead desert princess she thinks.
Age they look/act:Sixteen
Gender:Female
Sexual Orientation:Straight

Description:~
Height:5'5
Weight:110 pounds

Personality:~
Do you remember anything from before?:All she can remember is a loud crash with things falling all around her. People screamed in her mind as he white snow hair hair blew up to cover her face in the moment, and the only other thing she can remember is a dog of a soft natural color she petted. Other then that memories are lost.
Power?:She owns the power of transformation. During this power all of her DNA restructures to take in the DNA hidden in her bone cells causing her body to grow of scales of white, blue fur on the spine of her back, and the look of a Japanese dragon. Her eyes are silvered blue, and her jaws own good massive size teeth like the looks a alligator though without the rows. In this form she grows to be the size of car in height though in width about a car and a half of one which is not that big considering her strength is speed in this form. She is also not able to fly cue to no wings.
Downsides of power?In her other form she loses all since of human traits form before. If you just said you like love her, though mad her mad last time in dragon form or upset the dragon side it will easily attack in her head without much of a cause. That is the severe downside of her power even though if a powerful one against another only if you a friend to the dragon. Also, another downside is ever night for a hour even if she doesn't want to she must change for a hour a day into her dragon. She can go longer if she wants to many hours of the day, though if she doesn't change a hour it causes her easy pain as though she is burning on the inside of fire burning so she must change ever night to prevent her power from death inside her as well as killing her.
Full Details:Complete loss of humanity: all instincts become that of a monster in that form which means attacking friend and foe, lack of common sense of human knowledge, can't go human easy, and can't speak either. No wing for flight, so in means can't get away from easy attacks unless ran. Severe Weakening afterwards which is after being in dragon form, she is weakened greatly, almost to an immobile extent for a set amount of time for about a hour or so after the change.

Example: Lets say she becomes a dragon or half dragon for a fight per-say and the fight is a few minutes of the moments long . The pain in the end would be terrible to turn back, including cuts and burns in the last form brought along with her, though the time laps of immobility would be close to a 3/4 the time of the other form. Like a minute turned she would be weak for a good 3/4 of that minute. Any long like a hour it would be 3/4 of the hour which is like 45 minutes. This includes barely any movement and almost as though her body is weaken to a state of a shove could hurt in this way. After a while though her body does heal.

Crush?:Nope.

[Rainy Days]

((Here she is. X3))

[Starkit12]

((Finished my form, sorry it took so long -_-' Please let me know if I should edit anything.))

[Noel]

((Starkit: Being able to change into any animal is a bit too much. Perhaps you could lower that to a set group of them?
Everyone-else-who-posted-a-form-that-I-have-forgotten-to-accept: Accepted. ^^))

[Starkit12]

((Alright, fixed! ^^;))

[Noel]

((I have my last exam today, I'll be getting home in about five hours. I'll be starting this RP then. ^^))

[Starkit12]

((I have my last exam today, I'll be getting home in about five hours. I'll be starting this RP then. ^^))

((Alright, and are my characters accepted? If not, please let me know what I can fix! ^^))

[Noel]

((Yes, you are. ^^ I'm starting with everyone about to escape. My character Ren has just gotten out, he's going around unlocking the various cells of our characters.))

Ren took a sharp breath, willing his mind to calm itself. Their usual captor had stopped by his cell to give the usual high calorie meal necessary to keep their ability-heightened bodes working, though it was not for him. His food for the day seemed to be bread and some vegetable he couldn't identify along with water. The more filling dish was for the raven-haired boy he shared the cell with, by name of Kiro as he had learned. Normally, Kiro would offer Ren some of his food, as the meager meal for those who didn't have any powers was small. But Ren did have a power, and a damn strong one at that, so he never had enough calories in him. Having only a meal and half, less really, between them had lead to both boys being weakened. But, as they had both understood, it was necessary that they not realize Ren was not a failure.
It had been nearly twenty years, though Kiro's power had only appeared six previously, Ren's four. The testing was horrible, and even if they barely remembered life outside of the place, they knew they wanted to be anywhere else. And finally, thanks to a foolish guard, they were going to be free at last.
Normally, the heavy iron door that kept them locked in that small room was sealed with a key, a steel beam, and a twelve digit code, all of which could only be removed from the outside. That day, only the last thing kept them there. In what seemed to be a fit of rage and foolishness but really was a genius move on Kiro's part, when the older boy was being led back to his cell after the usual day of testing, he had burned the beam so badly it had to be removed, and the keyhole had melted slightly and the key to lock it no longer fit. He had passed out on the spot from the effort and was put through hell as punishment, but it was all Ren needed. Ren could hear the thoughts of the guards clear as day, had been able to for four years, namely what went through their minds when they were typing in the keycode.
"Kiro. Now would be a great time." Finally Kiro had recovered from the beating he had taken destroying the door, and the safest time to leave was right after the guard-who-brought-food came as they had learned. The older boy's face was pale, but he paced over to the door and placed his palma few inches over where the lock would be on the other side. His face screwed up in concentration, and slowly the metal under his palm glowed. Ren grabbed the water they had been given, thankfully quite cold, and splashed it on the new, very impressive burn mark, once Kiro had pulled his hand away. The sudden transition between cold and hot make the metal twist, but fail to make even a tiny hole. Kiro was sweating and his face pale, but he replaced his hand on the mark and they repeated the cycle twice more. Finally, a mouse-sized hollow appeared the metal, leading through. Ren had shaped a thin, bent bone from some of the meat that had been in a previous meal, and slowly wormed it through the door. The twelve digits were random and he could only guess where the numbers were as he slowly keyed them in. However, luck was on Ren's side that day. He managed to get them all punched in correctly, and Kiro and the younger boy let out a breath of relief as the lock beeped. Pushing his shoulder against the door that for twenty long years had seemed indestructible, it swung open at last.

Kiro and Ren exchanged a single glance, before breaking into a run. The first corner they rounded was their first misfortune; two guards, ready with guns, more then shocked to see that two subjects had somehow escaped the cell. Both the escapees and the guards froze for a moment, before both acted. The sound of guns ripped through the air, and Ren held back a scream as a bullet dug unto his arm. At the same moment the room was lit by the flash of fire, and the voices of the guards were silenced. Kiro was gasping for breath, the effort of using fire to kill two was taking it's toll. Ren smiled grimly, taking the keys from the charred corpses, already making himself run to the nearest locked doors. Other cells, he hoped, with other subjects who would help with the escape. With a flick of his hand, he tossed a one of the two keys to Kiro, who didn't say a thing and just went to the nearest door as well.

"Bit random, but how'd you like to run away with us?" Ren commented with a grin as he forced the first door open, hoping that whoever was inside would have the sense to follow, and quickly.

((Muse was good, your posts do not need to be anywhere near this necessarily long. xD))

[Starkit12]

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Brute

He stalked the wall of the room.

Cell. Enclosure. Cage.

He could chose any word he wanted and it would still be a vile box with four sides that didn't allow him to move.

Run. Leap. Escape.

Again he went back down the same wall. He paced for hours on end and never stopped. Never stopped to blink. Never stopped to think. Only pace with one massive paw in front of the other and a black whip-like tail lashing out behind him.

Brute was currently in a favourite form of his, a panther. His pelt was ink black, the same colour as his hair, and he glared with the same dark eyes. Strong muscles moved and rippled beneath his skin as he turned and again paced the same wall.

This continued until a sound reached him. Brute paused in his pacing and cocked his large ears towards the door where sound was able to leak in through.

The gunshots were followed by the rush of footsteps and a clatter of metal against metal. His fur spiked and a growl began to grow deep within his throat. Something was off and Brute could sense it.

He lowered himself to the ground and began to stalk towards the door. The sound was still several cells down but with his large ears Brute could hear everything crystal clear. So he waited silently and absolutely still as he watched and listened.

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Riley

She faced the corner of the wall like she normally did everyday, with her back to the camera. Riley ignored her food and rested her head on her knees. She examined her fair blond hair and loosened her grip around her legs with her arms.

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Riley was soon jolted awake when a shiver ran down her spin. The young women hadn't realized she had nodded off. She turned slowly and got to her feet. She ducked around large threads that hung around room like decorations until she reached her food where she nibbled at it slowly, wondering what had awaken her. Finally, once she had completely woken up and another shiver passed down her body, she realized that it was her inner sense warning her of something.

Her food was instantly forgotten as she leapt high in the cell with inhuman speed. From there she rested in the middle of her web where she was comforted and safe, surrounded by her cobwebs. Then came what she was waiting for. Gunshots, footsteps, and metal. Everything seemed rather unnatural and Riley shifted uneasily on her creation, wondering what was going on outside.