The Master Hunt~Hybrid RP

[Harpy•]

Phyre didn't look up as Dylan came down the stairs. "It's almost ready," she called. Their kids would be awake soon. She smiled softly. Kara was a fireball of energy, even at fifteen. ((You can act the other one...or more if you want more.))

[loyalwolf06]

((Kyle and Randi have cheetah/zebra kids. I think Alpha Wolf had asked to play one of their kids, but I'm not sure if that kid will still be in the RP or not. It was female, I remember that part. But it hadn't been RPed yet. Anyway, I'll post for the others soon.))

[Maryritai]

(I don't really think we should RP in a RP that has been dead for a year)

[loyalwolf06]

((Maryritai, it has not been dead a whole year and we have already made the decision. Comet announced it in her last post. There is no rule against it and the mods have not said anything so I wouldn't worry. As long as a thread stays active they are fine with it. And this one has been staying active. Anyway, your characters really hadn't done much yet the last time you RPed them. I realize you were more new to RPing back then though. Do you intend to keep your characters? If you do Comet said you have until April 9th to post for them.))

((Okay, editing to include Starr. I'll post for Cole and Kyle soon too. For now I'm going to assume that 3rd kid of Randi and Kyle doesn't exist anymore since the user has not posted. If the character is brought back I can edit.))

~~~~~~Starr~~~~~~
Starr saw the sun rise above the trees and felt his own body shifting, back into his human form. Oh well, I ate what I could. Hopefully that will be enough. I had planned on leaving here soon and that would have been better done as the hawk, but eating was more important. Maybe I can shift to my winged form and go tonight after sundown. Starr walked through the back woods, returning to the outskirts of civilization.

He was in southern California. Since age 14, when he had left home, he had slowly migrated down the western coast from his old Seattle home, usually doing most of his traveling on the night of the full or new moon. During all other days he lived predominantly as a human. He could never count on eating or having a place to sleep, but by now he was used to it. Starr usually chose middle-sized towns that he hoped would look more kindly upon a homeless teen such as himself. In larger cities he would just be one of the many homeless and smaller towns were at times unwelcoming to newcomers, especially newcomers like himself.

He had much more luck when he was younger. People usually took pity on him and at least provided him with a meal, if not a place to sleep. Many adults he met even wanted to give him a more permanent home, talking about foster care or adoption. Despite his raggedy appearance almost all he came into contact with saw more. They saw his kindheartedness and generally positive demeanor. If he had chosen to settle down he would not have had any trouble finding a family. But Starr was scared of becoming attached to anyone or letting anyone become attached to him. His powers had caused his mother's deteriorated condition, in his opinion, and he could not be trusted around people, lest the same thing happen to them. This fear of too much involvement had led to Starr's decision early in his homeless life to stay for two weeks at most in any one location. Sometimes he moved on sooner but he very rarely left later. Even from the beginning though he noted how much easier travel was on a shifting night and he tended to prefer those nights, exactly half a month apart, to travel.

He was older now. As an adult, a 19 year old, he received far less help than he had as a young teen. People would feel sorry for a young teen and want to help him. But as an adult they usually tried their best to ignore him. Very few offered help of any kind, and those that did gave only money or small amounts of food. He was never offered a place to stay the night, not anymore. But Starr had grown accustomed to this. He would sleep in the forest, often times high up in a tree, where he felt he could shift into his winged form and leave quickly if necessary. Tonight though Starr planned to travel rather than sleep. He had been here too long already, it was time to move on. But yet...something was keeping him here. He felt drawn to this particular town, though he was not yet sure why.

Sighing, unsure of what was making him feel this way, Sky continued to walk along the outskirts of the town. He would not need to beg for food or money today since he had eaten so much while in his hawk form. But he continued to walk, needing more than anything just to have some kind of human contact. He passed a high school and stopped, looking enviously at the building. More than anything he wished he was one of those teens, normal, happy. He missed school. He had only experienced part of his freshman year of high school. I bet they don't realize how lucky they are, just to be going to school, to be learning. To be surrounded everyday by their friends and then, for most of them, to go home to their families. They'll never know blessed they are.

((The school is Blaze and Storm's school. I'm hoping Starr will somehow meet up with Asher and Lyra's family and get to the gathering that way.))

[Soccerlvr]

{If you want, LinkinParkRedFreak, you can PM me about the kids, or I can PM you. Either way works.}
{And, does anyone have somewhere my character Sydney can fit in? Because I want to keep her, but don't know where to start RPing her}

Dylan nodded, his blue eyes gazing up the stairs that led to the children's rooms. He smiled, and headed into the front bathroom to shave. Looking in the mirror, he sighed. He kind of wanted to be young again, and back in the action of what was happening on the island. Then again, getting shot and killed isn't all so great either, he reprimanded himself before pulling the shaving cream out of the cupboard.

[loyalwolf06]

((Okay, finally posting for Kyle and Cole. After this post I'll have posted for all of the characters I'm keeping: Asher, Blaze, Sky, Starr, Kyle, and Cole. I'll try to get Moxx to post for Randi and Chloe tonight or tomorrow. If anyone has heard from Alpha Wolf and knows whether or not that 3rd kid of Kyle and Randi's is sticking around please let me know.))

((Btw, since Kyle and Cole and their family were never posted before, they're starting out right as the shift ends. I'll just have them get to the place the rest of you guys are at (mid-morning, or somewhere around there) in this post or soon after.))

~~~~~~Kyle~~~~~~
Kyle looked up at the sky. The shift would be over soon, it was just about dawn. He looked happily upon his wife and daughter. Then, realizing something was missing, he looked up frantically, worried. Where did he go this time? That boy, I swear. But I can't blame him, he's just like me. Just like I was then. So free, so wild. And so in trouble when he gets back here!

He walked over to Randi's side, jumping up onto one of the smaller obstacle course walls next to her. From there he could easily lick her cheek, which he proceeded to do as he waited for his daughter to shift. After that he could search for Cole. The police training grounds were big and they could be pretty fun when in animal form, especially the multiple obstacle courses. There was no need for Cole to go elsewhere. Yet he did, almost every shift. Kyle would get back from a run through of the course and his son would just be gone. Kyle knew Cole understood the dangers of being spotted in his merged form. It wasn't that he wasn't aware. It was that he thought he was stronger than anything, that nothing could touch him. Cole was so sure of himself and his own abilities that he didn't take the normal and necessary precautions the rest of the family took. At least he hides his tail, Kyle thought, and for the most part his claws, but I fear that's only because they would get in the way otherwise. I don't doubt if he felt the claws would help him he'd lose the steel-tipped gloves in a second. In a fight...things could get ugly. Kyle sighed and turned back to Chloe, who was finishing her shift back by this point. Kyle had already decided to wait to shift back until he found his son. Cole would have shifted out of his merged form at the same time Chloe had but the boy was strong. Despite the jarring effects of the merged shift he could shift almost immediately into his own cheetah form if he so chose. It would greatly deplete his energy for a time, but energy seemed to be something Cole had far too much of as it was.

"Chloe, go to the car with your mother. Randi, I've got to go find Cole, I'll be back as soon as I can. I don't want you two to miss school and work though so if I'm gone more than 5 minutes go ahead without me. I'll run back, it's not too far for a cheetah. I love you both.". With that and a last lick of the cheek for his wife and daughter, Kyle was off, jumping quickly out of the training area and heading straight for the one place he was almost sure his son had spent his shift, though the boy could have easily left by now. Kyle might have to track him, and that didn't make the cop very happy at all.


~~~~~~Cole~~~~~~
Cole ran along the beach. As the tide came in and the water hit his paws his cheetah side told him to run faster, chase harder. It wanted to catch those little bubbles the tide left before it drifted away again. But his zebra side said run away, flee. The tide crashed loud and hard and the zebra within him was in flight mode. One might think this level of conflict within himself would drive Cole crazy, but it was quite the contrary. Cole lived for this kind of adventure. Possibly also for this kind of rebellion, rebellion against the two sides of himself, mainly the weaker zebra side. He forced the zebra to stay, to run, to feel. Within him he felt the zebra cry out but he shoved that part down. He was enjoying making it suffer, in a way. And he was training, training to ignore this side of himself. He would be strong all the time. This form could be just as deadly as the normal cheetah form and he would make sure he had that capability. It wasn't that Cole had anyone he wanted to kill. But he spent his life making sure he was at the top of his game. For adventure and for his own protection. He would never, ever let himself be vulnerable or fragile. His own life and survival might not seem like the best reason to live compared to the reasons others might have, but it was all he knew for now and all he cared about. At least, that's what he told himself. He hadn't found any better reasons for going on.

Cole pushed his cheetah side. Faster, faster, the fastest I can go, right before the shift!. Cheetahs aren't meant to run fast for very long periods of time. It is actually dangerous for them. But Cole was used to pushing his limits. He was a thrill seeker. He had to be. He would not allow anything to get the better of him, and that meant putting himself through the worst things the world could throw at him and then upping the anti even more. As he ran he felt himself shift and he began to shake and tremor. His cheetah legs were disappearing and he fell forward. The speed he had reached was too much for his human body and he could not catch himself with his hands so he fell flat on his stomach, still sliding slightly in the sand. The tremors stopped and he spat, clearing his mouth of the sand, and hurled his fist down onto the ground. Again I couldn't do it. Well next time, next time, I'll succeed. Nothing can stop me.

Unwilling to allow himself to rest for too long, Cole hopped up. Normally he might have shifted cheetah and gotten in another morning run before heading off to the high school but he was so pissed about having to repeat his senior year that he preferred to run as a human. It would be more taxing on his human body and at this point he felt like beating himself up somehow. He could have passed last year but he hadn't cared. Truth be told he didn't care at all about graduating, even this year, but he couldn't stand the thought of a whole extra year stuck in the place, being treated like a child when he was a man, a man much stronger than any teacher there.

As he ran, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of a cheetah running behind him. The cheetah quickly overtook him but for once he didn't resist. Cole came to a stop and stood there silently as his father transformed back into his own human form.

"Son, you know it isn't safe for you to be on this beach on shifting nights. It may be dark but people could still be here. Lovers often come to this beach at night..." Kyle thought back to a certain night with Randi but did not continue on that subject any further, though the memory brought a slight smile to his scowling face. He decided to give up, Cole would never listen. He hadn't yet and Kyle was beginning to realize his son might never change his ways. "Come on, let's get back to your mother and sister. We're holding them up. And you have school in an hour." With that Kyle shifted cheetah and waited for his son to follow. Cole rolled his eyes but obeyed his father, for now anyway. He too took the form of a cheetah and the two ran back to where Kyle had parked the car the night before.