The Roleplay Academy's Class A (Novice)

[Wolfie-Kat]

(I need you to post so I can. Thanks ^^)

[Wolf'sflame]

(I was going to do that today, sorry about the wait....)

Jason looked up at her as he chewed another handful of berries and shook his head. It was strange, all the clues were there that she wasn't a regular girl, not just the scars, but living here, not being with her family, or with society for that matter. He gazed up at the sky, hands supporting him on either side, pondering.Can she really be... a shapeshifter? Jason thought, sighing at the end. He tightened his lips and watched the wind blow through the trees, trying to figure out the mixed feelings that tore him to both options. Trusting her and confessing he wasn't normal, which could equal gaining a friend or getting killed, on the other hand, he could lie and leave her alone. Guilt twisted in his gut as he thought about it. No, I couldn't leave her all alone, she seems about as lonely as I am... he told himself then cracked a grin, Guess I've got an answer.. Jason looked around, and estimated that even if she had a gun or something, he would be able to scamper off with little injury.

With that, he took a deep breath and looked her in the eye, determination surging through them. He then allowed his body to change into his hybrid form. It was easy and efficient, the transformation only lasting a moment or two. His tail flicked once along with a twitch from his left black ear. He stared at her with emerald green eyes, "I'm a shapeshifter.... a black fox one to be specific..."

[fluffy mcderp]

((OOC: Kia, please consider my post ^^))

[Wolfie-Kat]

Kia gasps as he changes. Not meaning to sound so shocked. 'Another shape-shifter? That's awesome! I never even imagined... I should show him that I'm one too...' she thought to herself. I'm finally able to get a friend. Maybe one who won't leave me. she smiled to herself. Kia stood up. She then let herself quickly slip into her hybrid form. Her tiny rusty, white, and black red panda ears now poking out of her hair. Her rusty red tail was striped with white and she smiled. "I'm a shape shifter too." She whispered excitedly. "I transform into the red panda." She told him proudly. Her excitement was overly noticeable on her face. Her smile big, bigger than it had been for years. "I never imagined that there were others, not even in my wildest dreams." She started to say and trailed off. Then she remembered she was talking to Jason and finished up, "Let alone to meet another shape shifter? I must be dreaming..." She trailed off again and shut her eyes tight to see if when she opened them he would just be the boy she meet a few minutes ago.

[Wlyrout]

I hope that we are allowed to post Work in Progress forms. : -)

Basic Information~
Name:
"My full name is Antionette Marie Galore, but most know me as Ant. I suggest you call me that too."
Gender:
"I'm a girl, you idiot! Who would name a dude Antionette?"
Age:
"Sixteen, but I'm going to turn seventeen soon."
Hunter or Shapeshifter?:
"I'm a Shapheshifter, though I'm not terribly sought after by hunters. I've never caused any real damage... that they know of."
Animal:
"Despite what my nickname implies, I am not a stupid Fire Ant, so don't tease me about it. I'm a Tasmanian Devil."

Appearance
Human Form:
(Can't find a picture.)
"I have straight, jet black hair that falls down to the middle of my back. It's normally pretty messy, but it never seems to tangle. I also have gray-blue oval eyes and a rounded face. My legs are long, though battered and bruised badly. Guys say that I'm pretty and attractive, but tend to back away when they really meet me. Whatever, I'm not looking for romance."
Hybrid Form:
"My fingernails grow longer, my teeth sharpen and I get really snappy. You have to be careful around me. Oh, and I grow in the ears of a Tasmanian Devil, too."
Animal Form:
"Well, a Tasmanian Devil. Not much else to say."

Special Markings (tattoos, scars, etc):
"I do have one scar on the top of my wrist, from an encounter with a hunter that I barely escaped. It's invisible to the human eye, but when you run a finger over it the skin takes on a different texture. It's almost kind of slimy. Gross, I know."


More In-depth~
History:
Personality:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Greatest Fear:
Greatest Desire:
Family:
Other:

Basic Information~
Name:
"Alexander Brad Thomason the Fourth, though you can call me Alexander."
Gender:
"I'm a male."
Age:
"I have just turned sixteen years of age."
Hunter or Shapeshifter?:
"I hunt the shapeshifters as a recreational sport of sorts, taking after my father who sadly passed away as a shifter attacked him in his animal form. I continue the legacy of my father by hunting these shapeshifters down."
Weapon:
"I have a small spear that I hang up in my room, though my weapon of choice is a polished rifle."

Appearance~
Human Form:
"'Shaggy' dark brown hair, green eyes, and olive skin."

Special Markings (tattoos, scars, etc):


More In-depth~
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Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Greatest Fear:
Greatest Desire:
Family:
Other:

[Wolf'sflame]

(You may put WIP, but you cannot start until finished)

[Wolfie-Kat]

(I will be gone the 18-Monday)

[Cry of the Soul]

(Changed username to Cry of the Soul)

[Pinstriped Pirates]

J A I N

She paused and saw his cheeks flush a wonderful color and Jain could tell he was ultimately embarrassed by her sudden joy. She pulled back and studied the boy. He was short and skinny. She wanted to badly ask how old he was, but that would be an invasion of space. His olive colored skin stood out to her and so did his pointed face. He was rather weird to look at; small with a unique skin tone. She took another step back and she felt a small spark of rage and he mentioned the pastry again. “You know it’s not right to steal! People work really hard just to make a living and you should live up to that factor!” Her long, curly brown-black hair landed over her shoulder as she shook her head in disbelief. With another glance at the boy, her cheeks started to flush. Her internal self told her that coming out rude was not one of the best ways to make friends.
Jain paused, observing his small, frail body and comparing it to hers. She was a bit stocky, but not overweight. “So, you turn into a falcon?” The words slipped off her tongue in a hurry, and she almost laughed. Falcons, to her, weren’t that menacing. Jain questioned her own animal as she though about Neko's falcon. Her elk was female, but she had antlers but in some cases females did have antlers. Maybe she had some of that blood in her, not like she would ever know. A stunning grey color caught her eyes beneath the boy’s mop of black hair. The dazzling color seemed to be his glowing, happy-go-lucky eyes. He was so lucky, having stunning eyes while she had a plain, sulky brown.
Guess I'll never be a true beauty, she thought coolly.

Neko
Neko shrugged his shoulders slightly, though a little ashamed that he did steal. He didn't dare show that in his emotion though. Instead he acted cool and collected. "How else am I supposed to eat?" he asked, not taking away his eye contact with her. At her question of his shapeshifting, he became a little eager to talk about it, as he had no one else to speak to. She could relate to him. "Yes, a peregrine falcon," he replied, giving a single nod.

[Cry of the Soul]

J A I N
Jain looked at him oddly, checking him over once more to be sure she had him. Neko’s face was pulled in a small frown, showing signs of being ashamed, though his facial expressions changed soon into a confident man. She listened and paused, something bubbling in her again. Why do I get angry so easy? He just doesn’t know what to do, I shouldn’t yell at him! Her lips started pulling into a frown based on how she noticed her anger always got the best of her. With a clenched fist, Jain began her small speech to Neko. “Look,” she stated simply, slowly unclenching her fist, “food is not that scarce. Look around you and observe. You turn into a falcon, birds eat berries, right?” She walked slowly, collected, to a small bush full with ripe red berries; their color was that of egg dye, bright and amazingly brilliant. Jain bent over and snatched a berry with her forefinger and thumb. It was slightly pokey and wiggled ever-so-slightly in her hand. This looks delicious. With ambition, Jain tossed the berry into her mouth, closing it quickly and chewing on the squishy surface. Juices flowed into her mouth, the taste of strawberry and a hint of lemon taking over her taste buds. She wanted another one, but she refused to give into hunger. Jain bent over and took another berry, tossing it to Neko. “They taste amazing!” She smiled, listening to his last comment. Her breath came out quickly in short rasps as she tried to hold in her laugh. “I’m so sorry,” Jain gasped, “just a falcon doesn’t seem that menacing. I mean, not to be offensive or anything.” She stopped, sucking in her breath and smiling once more, but it felt fake. “I turn into an elk, but don’t laugh that I have antlers because in some deer species females do have antlers.” She crossed her arms and stood there, her eyes locked intensely on Neko’s. He better not laugh.