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[fern fawn]

• Unfamiliar Game •

The past several days were a blur to them; they couldn't quite seem to remember what they had been doing last, like some surreal dream. It was all general, everyday memories and then...this place. This vast, seemingly unending terrain: forests, fields, mountains, rivers, streams, cliffs. Each woke up in a differing spot, assuming that they were left there alone, but none were too far from each other. Each were bare of possessions, save for the clothes on their back, a plastic water bottle, and a single, unique item. It seemed like some kind of sick joke, a cynical game that they were being forced to play. There isn't any notable correlation between the individuals, save for one detail. Each has a unique ability or attribute that would categorize them as not fully human.

[fern fawn]

• Rules •

All site rules apply
Don't fight out of character
No godmodding/powerplaying
You can use your own form if you want
Don't have a crush on your own character
Try to keep everything at least semi-realistic
You may have as many characters as you can handle
Post all forms and discussion on the discussion thread
Don't start roleplaying if I have not accepted your form(s)
Don't introduce something huge in the plot without asking first
Characters of all sexualities, genders, etc. are of course accepted and welcomed


• Character Guidelines •

Your character can be any species with almost any power. The only powers that aren't allowed are ones like mind control, as it can be used to control other characters. Nothing too overpowering is allowed either. Keep in mind this is set to current time, so the general population doesn't know about other species/powers. Characters may only have one power/ability, and this cannot be the same as another character (to keep diversity). The unique item can be anything you wish: a personal keepsake, a knife, a packet of crackers, whatever you want. Anything except something like a cell phone or map of the area, and again, no too characters may have the same thing. Your character will start out alone, but it's up to you where exactly and how far away from the others.

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• Characters •

Name • Age • Gender • Species • Power • Item • User • Form

Callister • 21 • male • Elemental • Pyrokinesis • Lighter • fern fawn • Form
Cora • 18 • Female • Human • Healing • fern fawn • Form
Trillium • 22 • Male • Human • Telekinesis • Utility Knife • AnnaCat17 • Form
Eleanor • 19 • Female • Human • Nature manipulation • Old compass • sodie pop • Form
Taya • 16 • Female • Human • Invisibility • Godd ring • EliTheDinoKid • Form
Nathaniel • 20 • Male • Shapeshifter (melanistic cobra) • n/a• Bow • Aklime • Form
Mark • 21 • Male • Shapeshifter (dragon)• n/a • Necklace • Solistic • Form
Jackson • 20 • Male • Human • Electric swords • Kukri • Solistic • Form
Aren • 18 • Male • Shapeshifter (tiger beast) • n/a • Clawed gloves • Solistic • Form
Aven • 25• Male • Faerie • Air manipulation • Rhode Island Red Hen • Implosion • Form
Alice • 19 • Female • Forest elf • Reality warping • Diamond diadem • AnnaCat17 • Form
Lillian • 18 • Female • Human • Psychic constructs • Grey Crystal • LeoNyami • Form
Mason • 16 • Male (ftm) • Human • Water manipulation • Swiss army knife • axelandria • Form
Hunter • 17 • Female • Shapeshifter (lynx) • n/a • Backpack • axelandria • Form
Jek'yhn (Dominik) • 15 • Agender • Venusian • Gas manipulation • Watch • Implosion • Form
Jade • 20 • Female • Shapeshifter (fox) • n/a • Pine Twig • 【ᎠUSᏦᎽᎠᎪᎽᏃ】 • Form
Jazmin • 25 • Female • Human • Mimicry • Dog tags • stinkbug • Form
Blythe • 21 • Nonbinary • Human • Light • Cardigan • stinkbug • Form

reserved powers: n/a

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Time: Late afternoon
Weather: Partly cloudy, slight wind, chilly
Season: Fall

[fern fawn]

[ • Callister • ]
22 • pyrokinesis • lighter • taged: n/a

"What a frickin' joke." His lips parted only momentarily to mutter the phrase, soon to return to the angered scowl that had rested on his features for the past hour as he wandered the maze of the forrest. His fingers moved over the smooth surface of the object in his pocket. What the hell would he need a lighter for? It mocked him, a small, black zippo, of all things. The man knew it wasn't his, so the blame for this situation was instantaneously put on whomever the owner may be, as irrational as that was. It was some insane, intoxicated mistake, that was for sure. It'd make a great story a few months down the road; he wasn't too concerned about it at the moment.

Callister had woken up just less than an hour previously, sprawled face-first in the rough collection of dead leaves and sticks with a massive migraine. It hadn't been the first time he woke up some place unfamiliar, so his fear and confusion had been replaced by anger and determination. His phone was gone, as was the buddies he was sure had accompanied him on this reckless expedition into the woods. At least someone had been thoughtful enough to leave him with some water, which was held untouched in his other hand. He could feel the chilled nip in the air, but it only breezed over the surface of his skin. It'd been a long time since he'd actually felt cold. Shoving another low branch out of the way, Call glanced around as he continued his trek. It all looked the same to him: trees, trees, and even more trees. There didn't seem to be anything notable about them, nor the area.

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[ • Cora • ]
18 • healing • journal • tagged: n/a

The light-haired girl sat huddled over her journal, leaning over the first few pages with the bottom of her back resting against a tall oak. Her writing was frantic, messy, and blunt. She had no idea what was going on, and the quick pulse of her heart and her horrified expression clearly displayed that, as did the scrawled words in her journal. Normally, she would appreciate the thrill of fear, it meant she was doing something right, but those events had always been her choice. This was...something else. The twenty minutes since she had woken up were all spent journaling every single thing she was feeling, thinking, and seeing. She wasn't sure where it had come from, but it helped her significantly in collecting her thoughts and beginning to calm. It was a medium sized and leather-bound with the depiction of a tree across the cover.

Finally content with what she had written down, Cora took a steady breath and relaxed her features. Flipping the cover closed, she settled back against the bark of the oak, taking several moments to better take in her surroundings. Finally relatively calm, she noticed the very faint trickling of water in the distance. She must have been too paranoid to realize it before. With another forcibly steady breath, the female lifted to her feet and collected her few belongings: the journal, a pen, and her water bottle. With a newfound purpose, she set off in the direction of the sound with the determination to find civilization (or at least another person).

[Exyw]

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────❞𝕆𝕟 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦❞────
shapeshifter - 20y.o - tags: ---

He could feel something extremely uncomfortable underneath his slim body, it was quite cold, small and practically everywhere around the back half of this body. Nathaniel struggled to open his eyelids for what seemed like minutes, when he finally managed to open them, his view was quite blurry- he must've slept for a long time, he'd prefer to sleep for another hour, or two, or maybe even five if it was even possible in the unknown situation he was unluckily in. He slowly lifted his light body in a lazy, nonchalant motion. The cold objects around him were grass, a beautiful ,fresh, green grass. He looked around himself. All he could see was green grass, some enormous trees and clear blue sky covered with but a few clouds. The view was quite magnificent, it managed to take his breath away for a second. He placed his palms on his face in a rapid manner, almost like a slap in order to wake himself up properly. He looked around once more hoping all this is just a stupid, pointless dream, this time he noticed a bow, a large wooden bow laying near him. " A bow? Seriously? I never used a bow before in my whole life." He moaned as he tried to reach it from a sitting position he was momentarily in- however it was too far away for him to actually manage to reach it. He was getting more and more irritated due to the situation, he was God-knows-where, God-knows-how-long and God-knows-why; and that didn't make him happy one tiniest bit, he just wanted to get out of here, go to his bed and have even more sleep.


He lazily lifted his whole body in order to stand up and got closer to the bow, as soon as he got it in his large pale hand, he could feel the cool,heavy wooden object against his balm. Nate knew he couldn't stay here for long, he knew that he shouldn't stay here for longer than he had to, therefore his only option was to walk around the area to find something, other people maybe, or a village, at least supplies like food and water, he could probably shift- which would make his travel much easier, however he knew that he would then have to leave his 'useless' bow since he had no one to hold it for him while in his animal form. Flip-flop, he strolled idly in a slow pace to reach somewhere where another life could possibly be.

[nyctomancy]

aven thistle / 25 / male / faerie - aerokinesis / item: leti [ hen ] / tags: open

He wasn't alone. Aven sat up with a start, balling his knuckles into tight fists. Pushing himself to his feet, he was about to drop into a defensive position, when a red chicken emerged from the nearby bushes, a fat bug wriggling within her beak. Aven relaxed at the sight. It was at that moment, everything seemed to catch up to him, and in that moment, Aven truly noticed his surroundings; the colourful maples and towering oaks were there should be none. The night before, Aven Thistle had fallen asleep in his small bedroom in his ranch house. Now he was in a autumn-streaked forest, wearing clothes that certainly weren't his pajamas, with his favourite chicken. To his right, he could hear the faint gurgle of rushing water. To say his thoughts were a whirlwind would be an understatement. "Leti," he breathed out, before bending over to pick her up. She wriggled in his grasp for a couple of moments, before settling down once Aven started supporting her weight with the crook of his elbow.

Aven's lips curled downwards into a grimace as he thought through his situation. His mind was alight, fear and confusion both fighting to be at the forefront. He ignored them, focusing instead on the logical and rational. Think, Aven, think. First the facts. One. He was in a forest, not his bed, where he had almost certainly fallen asleep the night before. Two. Whomever had kidnapped him, had the courtesy to dress him for the weather. Three. His favourite chicken had come along for the ride. Four.. Aven's eye's quickly snapped about the small clearing, before landing on a small object sitting next to an Aven-sized indent in the grass. He picked up the bottle, before uncapping it to smell and taste. Four. He had water. As it was, not
a lot to go by.

The more Aven mulled over the problem at hand, the more he realized he actually wasn't sure if he had fallen asleep in his bed the night before. There was something in his brain, a haze of cloud and gray over his thoughts that sent sharp pinpricks of pain lacing through his head whenever he tried to comb through his recent memories. He pinched the bridge of his nose, an exasperated sigh slipping past his lips. New directive then. Find civilization, if he could. If not - shelter was a must. By the looks of the sky, a cloudy palate of blue streaked with faint pink, nightfall would be upon them soon. Forest or not, he couldn't risk using his powers. There was way of telling how many people camped out here. Exposing himself was a risk Aven wasn't willing to take.

To the water it was. From where he stood, he could hear the telltale sound of rushing water. A river, perhaps? Or salvation. It had to lead somewhere. Directive set, Aven set off for the river.

jek'yhn; dominik argent / 15 / agender / venusian - gas manipulation / item: semi-broken alien watch / tags: open

To say they were confused would be an understatement. Waking to the feel of soft grass beneath their fingertips, a patchy sky above them. Jek'yhn pushed themselves into sitting position, before looking around. Confused, but not alarmed, Jek'yhn let their gaze wander the area. They were in a small clearing, surrounded by patchy, colourful trees, wearing clothes that were certainly not their own. The situation was confusing yes, but they weren't alarmed. I wonder if it's a prank? It wouldn't be the first time. In their team, the twins were quite infamous for pulling pranks on the other researchers. It wouldn't take much power to 'port Jek'yhn out to a forest and leave them there.

Jek'yhn reached over to access the tool on their wrist, noting that they were wearing the fleshy pink skin of their Terran persona, and lightly tapped the screen of their tool. "Сiрбнeй ынс в кдноу. Втойдие." They said, speaking the languages of Venusians. It was incomprehensible by Terran standards, but sounded vaguely like their Russian. The device remained silent. Nothing. They tried again. Though the tool was displaying the time, it refused Jek'yhn access into its services. The more they studied it, the more they realized that the green broadcast light, a once so omnipresent feature, was dim. Without it, they couldn't radio. Their location couldn't be tracked. Not only that, but every feature save the biomorpher wasn't working. They had no translator, no nothing. Jek'yhn knew very little of the human languages, other than a few basic words in the most popular ones.

For the first time since they had awoken, they felt a chill settle bone-deep, one that wasn't caused by their environment. They had no way to navigate these woods. No way to communicate with any Terrans they say. Clenching their now shaking hands, Jek'yhn got to their feet. They picked up the bottle that had been resting besides their prone form, and after taking a moment to consider their location, started walking north, fear weighing heavily in the pit of their stomach.

[LeoNyami]

Lillian Strider~18~Psychic Constructs~Gray Crystal~Tagged:Open

Lillian could still feel the pounding in her head from waking up 10 minutes prior. Tons of questions continued to flood her brain. Even if she wanted or needed to use her powers in this state was impossible. Her hand reached her neck to find a small gray crystal hanging loosely around it. A smile spread across her face happy that it still was there. She took in her surrounds seeing mostly a lot of trees. Forest who knows where. She massaged her temple to try to ease a migraine that was starting to fade. Quickly she shut her eyes to try to help with the process. She listened to the sounds around her a few birds here and there. The sound of rustling of leaves, but not familiar sound of the world she had left behind. She was used to the bustling of cars and the chatter of people enjoying a nice day like today. The thought crossed her mind maybe this was a dream. The chilliness that spread around her body told her that had to be a lie.

Once the pain dulled, be there if she moved her head too quickly. The process only took a few more minutes. She got to her feet looking towards the sky. A light hiss escaped her jaws seeing the sun so low. She picked up a bottle of some mystery clear liquid that she hoped was water. She would only drink it when she needed it not knowing where her next drink would come. Not knowing which direction to head she started following the sun hoping to stay in the light as long as she could.

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xxMark Rovlin
xx21, Male, Dragon Shifter
xxNecklace, Tagged: Open
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Mark woke up with crackling leaves blowed by the wind, His memory unaware of what had happened or where he was. His eyes opened as all his eyes could see were trees that covered the sky. Having woke up on his back he sat up already confused as much as possible. Instead of panicking he observed his surroundings, wondering how he got here yet he had no recollection of it. He rubbed his head as it seemed to hurt as he got up to his legs. Brushing the leaves off his clothes, he noticed a necklace on him which seemed to have a dragon embedded into the golden tag. Much similar to how he looked when he shifted into the monstrous beast. He wondered if he should shift but doing it in daylight would reveal him, since when he shifts his dragons scales were jet black. Best to travel at night where its cold as well to not spend much energy in the day.

He sighed wondering where he should go, and in which direction. As far as he knew he never went on a mountain, nor where the north or south was. He was in complete disorder as his annoyance grew. "Its all trees around here.. Am I suppose to wait for someone here.." he said and with a shrug followed a dense path since no other path seemed better than where he was going. Besides it was nothing other than trees, rocks, leaves. Alone or so he thought. He whistled to keep him company other than just listening to the constant ambience that surrounded him. He started thinking a bit deeper as he ventured into the forest. For one, He knew he slept on his bed last night. Nor did he have this type of clothing. He wouldn't have simply walked all the way out here so the possibility of kidnapping was.. Well possible. But who? Was his main question his other question consisted of How was he suppose to find the way out.

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xx Jackson Ferren
xx20, Male, Electric Swords
xxKukri, Tagged: Open
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Jackson had been awake for about almost an hour, unsure of how he got here he was still walking around. This first thing he found was a kukri, he almost instantly knew what it was and he was thankful and lucky to find such weapons especially in his current situation. He also noticed he seemed to have different clothing and a water bottle. Afraid to even drink some and waste it not knowing if he was to find water or not. So upon his natural waking up from sleep his voice stayed a bit more raspy than it usually was. He played with the kukri testing how sharp it was with a branch. Balancing himself he held the kukri well and swung cutting cleanly through the branch. A small and surprised look came across his face but it quickly faded.

He walked around for a few more minutes before he stopped for awhile glancing to all sides without moving his feet to know which direction he was going in. Avoiding to go in circles was much better than wasting daylight and energy. "How long will I be here..?.." He started wondering as he thought about food sources. Sure he had water but what about the main thing; food. He kicked around a small rock coming across a large cave like hole. He furrowed his eyebrows unsure of the possible things in there. He always has his one back up it was either this kukri or his electrical swords. He shrugged and went down the steep entrance into the cave where he soon. Yelled a Hello that echoed its way out of the cave.

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xx Aren Walker
xx18, Male, Tiger Beast Shifter
xxClawed Gloves, Tagged: Open
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Aren woke up to his body half emerged in water and loud sounds of water dropping rapidly like a waterfall. He opened his eyes and shook his head realizing how cold the water was and questioning why he didn't wake up sooner or where he was. He sighed looking up to the large waterfall that led into a lake. "Where am I.." He groaned and sat up getting out of the water. He clutched his hand into a fist and noticed a few extra things. First of all he had clawed gloves which were quite comfortable. Second a water bottle. He looked up at the sky and the beautiful colors it possessed. He studied the tall oak trees and autumn colored leaves. Looking around for a bit it seemed hopeless to go around, he was also afraid to lose the water source he currently had.

Aren remembered a few tricks of seeing a bunch of people surviving in the wild on online videos. First thing was to get a fire going.. Or so he thought as he whole pants were soaked, and it'll be colder later on. He kept himself calm and began collecting some rocks putting it in a circle. Afterwards all the branches he could find on the floor near the lake. "This last for much.. But how did they start a fire again.." He mumbled scratching the back of his head trying to remember. It had been quite awhile since he's seen those videos and he suddenly forgot. It was like studying for a test and then suddenly forgetting everything for the rest. He grumbled in annoyance to his memory. He heard a small bird sing as he remembered about food. "But a small bird?? That's cruel.. What am I thinking.." He said mentally slapping himself.