Metamorphosis (A Semi-Lit Remake) OPEN

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

Shika
Shika Megan Fornax | Female | Seventeen | Crush; N/A | Feeling; Nervous | Wearing; This | Talking to; Marock

She walked along just slightly beside him, looking nervously at the side he held with much pain in his expression and body language. "Marock." She said, rolling the name out as if getting used to it. "I've never really heard that name before."
Shika looked at his side again, evermore nervous about how okay he was with travelling. "Is your... what happened to you? I don't think you can carry on."
It was simply an observation, but it did sound a little commanding, despite her simple intentions. Ignoring his drag on her, she stopped and glanced over the area. There was only silence and no movement she could detect. She looked at the ground and said very quietly, "Where do you think we are? I... in your condition a plan would make it easier to escape from this forest and those guards and the... Institute... anyway, guesses on where we may be?"

((I shall post more on Celina and Augustus when they have responses or it's the next day(in real life)))

[mantisboy9090]

I overheard her concerns for my health as I just smiled lightly, chuckling. "I'm fine... I'm a wolf, I can handle a simple gun shot in my side" I mumbled. I took another breath as my breathing became visible. I stopped as I over heard her ask where we were. I looked up and started to sniff the air, getting a reading of our exact location. 'We're about a mile away from the institution and there is a town 10 miles ahead...um... ... That way" I said pointing West. I winced again as my left hand gripped my injury more. "Comeon" I mumbled, limping West.

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

Shika
Shika Megan Fornax | Female | Seventeen | Crush; N/A | Feeling; Unsure | Wearing; This | Talking to; Marock

"Okay," she said in a voice like that of a whisper. She allowed herself to be taken in that direction by Marock, looking back at the area she thought the Institute was. A sudden memory flashed into her mind, making her flinch as she remembered a long and rather thick needle being thrust into her thigh. She did not want to go back there. Shika continued on her way with him, still unsure despite his efforts to sway her into thinking him alright. The silence between them made her uncertain. Why was she trusting a stranger, even if he's another Experiment, he could be just as evil as the scientist.
But, for now, he was all she had, and she was going to hope that he didn't prove her wrong. Shika glanced at him from time to time out of the corner of her eye, trying to make a description of him, even in the dark. The tag around his neck still continued to confuse her, though she pushed it behind her at the time, she made a mental note to ask about it a little later.

[mantisboy9090]

I winced again as I took another step, thinking about the freedom and how it felt great yet painful. I had this feeling that she was worrying more about me. I took another step as I stumbled and fell, hitting the floor with a grunt as I lay there, hurting allot. I actually started to feel weak from the blood lose. I tried to get up, but failed.

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

Shika
Shika Megan Fornax | Female | Seventeen | Crush; N/A | Feeling; Tired | Wearing; This | Talking to; Marock

She was surprised by his sudden fall but quickly knelt beside him. She pushed aside the knowledge that she had been right about his unstable condition and carefully pulled the hand that was cradling his wound away. "Don't move," she whispered, ignoring what sound of pain he may have made. She looked at the wound carefully, feeling even more tired than usual. Shika turned her head sharply at the sound of movement a little bit off and felt her heart-beat quicken. "Crap, we have to get out of here," she whispered. With some difficulty, she lugged Marock to his feet and pulled him along still in the direction of West, looking all around for a place to hide and...
She spotted it. A large tree with roots up in the air, fallen over after some sort of storm. She approached it and tapped on it, hearing a hollow echo. She whispered a thanks to no one in particular under her breath as she looked for an easy way in then helped Marock inside. There were a couple of bugs and spiders, but they were small and kept at bay, fearful of the larger beings. Now that they were out of sight, Shika felt the edge of her top and ripped all along the edge away, producing a bandage that would have to do for now.
"Would you be able to wrap this around by yourself? I can't see anything."

[mantisboy9090]

I lightly grunted as she lifted me up, I winced, limping as I was guided to the hiding spot as I was hidden by her. I stayed quiet, pain zapping through my body some more as I continued to grip my wound tightly, more blood dripping down. She asked me her question. "Y...Yes... I need some help" I grunted, my hand covered in more of my blood.

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

Shika
Shika Megan Fornax | Female | Seventeen | Crush; N/A | Feeling; Panicked | Wearing; This | Talking to; Marock

She nodded and swallowed, trying to block out the coppery smell of blood that was quickly filling the area. She hesitantly reached out a hand to check where he was before leaning over and carefully tying the bandage around the wound, hoping that it was not hurting Marock. When she pulled back her hands had a small amount of blood on them. Feeling a little uncomfortable at that fact, Shika wiped her hands on her jeans and looked out of the way they'd come in. Nobody was out there, but it sounded like they weren't far off.
"Marock," she said, her voice quieter than before as she recalled the place the guards would take them if they were found. "Do you have any idea what do you, now? You are seriously tired, and I don't think-"
She closed her eyes as she felt a small pain in her side. When she next opened them, her view was different. Upon trying to move, she found she'd morphed into a deer. She swore mentally and hoped Marock would guess what had happened, because the only noise she could make was a kind of 'bleating' which would be rather loud and could easily attract the guards.

((And that's me for tonight.
I am super busy tomorrow so I won't be on... at all, I think.
Will try but prepare for me being poofed, it's my Dad's birthday and it shall be celebrated with cake!))

[mantisboy9090]

I quickly reacted, covering her mouth as I hoped she just went quiet. I winced again from the sudden movement, panting heavily. I looked up at her. "I'll go out first" I lightly mumbled, slowly morphing into my wolf form as I wiggled out of my clothes again as I approached the entrance slowly, sniffing around as I slowly made it to the entrance, popping my head out. I cautiously went outside, sniffing back and forth, pain shooting through my body some more as I thought on what to do.

[Felly-Pepper]

|First Name| |Age|[color]
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.:The Basics:.
[color=#54D7FF]Full Name:

Chay Alex Hunter
Nickname:
Hunter
Age:
19

.:On the Outside:.
Description:
Hunter preferred having his hair natural all his life, unlike his friends who all chose to dye their hair extravigant colours. He loved having skinny jeans to show of his thin, but musley, legs. T-shirts were also his thing, usually he'd have a logo for a band of something to that extent, but he also liked having an off day and wearing a vibrant check shirt over a plain white t-shirt. Hunter is very tall for his age and is roughly 6"3, like i said, tall. His very pale skin makes his bright teal eyes almost... Glow.
Hair colour:
Brunette, like a deep chocolate
Eye colour:
A bright teal, they can chage a little bit with his mood. from blue to green or just normally in the middle.
Piercings/tattoos:
He has not piercings but has a small tattoo on his right shoulder blade of a tribal knot.
Most noticeable feature:
Hid bright eyes.

.:The Real Me:.
Personality:
You would think, at first, that Hunter was self obssessed and didn't like people; but that's only a wall he's built around himself so nobody can hurt him. He was so used to be tircked and lied to that he descided not to want anynore friends. But he's lonely, and he wants people to like him. He's so happy and playful when you get to know him it's like there's two sides of him. He's never been in love before either, never had a crush. He hasn't had anyone like him either to his knowledge. But he wants to find that special girl, he would treat he like royalty, but he hasn't got anyone. Yet.
Fear(s):
He constantly fears he'll hurt someone of get angry and make people hate him, effectively making them hate him.
Likes:
He's oddly obssessed with stuffed toys. And comics.
Dislikes:
Preppy or overly excited girls.
History: {optional}
All his life was pretty normal, going from school to school as he grew up. He had friends, they were liars, but he had friends. He doesn't know what's become of his family, nor how he got here. The last thing he can remember is driving down a pitch black lane in his truck and hearing a thud hit the front of his truck. Naturally he got out to look, and that was it.
Power: {What you can transform into, picture please}
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Other: {optional}
None


.:My Love Life:.
Orientation: [bi, gay, lesbian, straight]
Straight, but he's willing to experiment.
Your perfect Girl/Guy: {at least 5 sentances}
She would know when to leave him along, even if there was something bugging him, if he didn't want to say she wouoldn't pressure him. Too much. She would try to make him smile, and would pull pranks on him or tease him until he did. She would hug him if he cried (which is often now days) and tell him she was there, that would be enough. He wouldn't care on her appearence, but would constantly worry about his. He would defend her with his life. And most importantly he wouldn't be affraid to show her his... Other self (animal).
Crush:
N/A
Lover {bf/gf}:
N/A
Other:
N/A

[Arsenic-jaeger]

((well goodness, Am I really the only American in this RP? o.o agh it sucks having different time zones...))