[ ᴍᴏʀᴘʜ ] shifter rp . open

[tyger.]

Laika felt a little scared at the sight of the kid with the injuries. He shrank back, then looked up at the guy Blake had brought him to. This must be the leader! He swallowed and wagged his tail a little, in shyness. What if he doesn't le me? Everyone else here can probably turn into huge bears or elephants or something. I'm a puppy! What use am I?

[SimpleScript]

Jackson McAdler * The Zebra

- Jackson McAdler
- Jack or Jacky
- 17
- Male
- Straight
- Zebra
- No crush yet
- No mate yet

"If you where a fly, I wouldn't hurt you"
- Calmer, nicer or more laid-back hooved boy is nowhere to be found. He is amazingly calm and is a life lover who doesn't take eny rush on living it or going further in life, just letting it pass like it is and just waiting for unexpected things to happen. He is smart, clever and all but it doesn't mean that he always makes the right decitions and turns in life though he never really gets into real trouble that would either hurt him or enyone he knows.
He is a loyal and good friend who got your back when you need it, but it can be times that he loses focus and can get forgetful and such.

"Hey, chill out bro! No need to feel sorry for me"
- The last thing he can remember from a close family is a short scene of a female voice singing a lullaby to him and feeling himself falling asleep slowly and feeling the warmth around him, but as he wake up he is not in the ladys arms but in a strange bed in a room with a strange smell and several strange children exept his brother who wakes him up and takes him down to breakfust. He was in a orphanage far outside the town he came from and the years going as he lived there wasn't the best he had wished for. He was never adopted, nor even considered or choosen by the ones up for adoption and his heard broke when his brother was taken away from him and he was all alone around the stranger kids he didn't know.
When his age reached sixteen, he felt weird and had to run away when even weirder things started happening to him. He locked himself up in his room for days before he got the perfect runaway plan which actually failed twice before he got out and away.

"...*Neight* .. what are you looking at?"
- He is quite the jumpy and wild type when he is morphing and cant really controll his instincts yet since he has only been morphin from fully human to fully zebra for over half a year but learns quickly, he doesn't like to be on large meadows or grass paths alone in case a pretetor would hunt him but he is carefull about it and yet haven't been hunted.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Sorry for not posting. cx Anyone open for Dave?
Pip's with Jackson, I'm waiting until Sanguine comes back to post. c:

{Sorry for not posting yet! I'm waiting on a post from Syk so I can post everything at once.

[one step c l o s e r]

Chance Dillard~Female~Cheetah~16

"I've only been here a few months," I told Shalah. "I turned sixteen right before I came here." I saw the buildings getting larger and smiled. "That was fun!" I chirped. I stopped and slowly morphed back to my human form, wincing a little. I tugged on my hoodie, straightening it, and turned to Shalah. "My house is right there," I said, pointing to a house about 12 yards away.

[kellyc]

[ accepted! sorry for not being on lately, school's been difficult. ]

[Asherwy]

Same here, I'll try and get my post up as soon as I can }}

[SimpleScript]

(Finished Jacksons form, if enyones open I have him or Sheila who is in the hut with the leader and Syk who is hurted)

[credence]

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ｍｙ ｆｉｌｅ;; I was born as Jordan August Knight. According to my parents, they were hoping for a boy, and they'd had that name picked out for months. I guess I'm lucky that the name works for both genders. People I'm close with call me Jak, though, because the nickname is also my initials. I was born on May 9th, 1990. So, yeah, I'm twenty-three. When I was born, I was living in Michigan, but because my parents went to a family wedding, I was born in North Dakota.

ｓｉｚｅ ｍｅ ｕｐ;; My hair is dark, just like my father's, who was Puerto Rican. My eyes are more of a dark brown, unlike either of my parents who both have hazel eyes, which is comforting to me. I'm 5' 7" tall. This morning I weighed 130 pounds. I'm mostly muscle to be honest, given what I do for a living, and I work out quite often.

ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ｗｈｏ ｉ ａｍ;; Who I am is a difficult question for me to answer, but I'll try. I'm a girl who really doesn't take no for an answer, and that's the honest truth. Depending on the day, I can enjoy being ignored or I can absolutely loathe it. I can have quite a temper, and I'm not joking. I don't usually get mad right off, I just keep it all bottled up inside until the pressure is too much to contain. There are plenty of things that just aggravate me to no end, but I try not to show it. Despite my temper-control issues, I try my best to become a mixture of who I am and who I want to be. So, I guess you could say that I strain to achieve being as much of a good person as possible. I try not to let things get to my head (though it usually doesn't work). Even if it wasn't my goal, I would like to think that I'd still be the person to help a child find his mother, to help an elderly woman cross the street, volunteer at soup kitchens and shelters for women. For a better example, last winter I did street performances with my violin to raise money for the Salvation Army. So, yes, I try to think of myself as a do-gooder. But, with having become the kind of person I have, when it comes down to the nitty-gritty, I'm not afraid of doing what needs to be done. I've had some people tell me I'm ruthless, some tell me I'm an angel. I guess that's just who I am.

ｓｈａｄｏｗｓ ｔｈａｔ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｍｅ;; So, yeah. I was a pilot in the Navy. I am and always will be a soldier. I've been doing it for years. I've worked as hard as I possibly could to be better. But that basically makes up my entire life from the time I was eighteen to last year. The events leading up to that are pretty much why I enlisted, why I got out of there. I found out what I was at a pretty young age. Those movies I had watched as a kid about people turning into wolves became real. So, yeah, it turns out that my father was a gray fox morph thing. I didn't really buy it until he showed me. Needless to say, I picked up on it pretty quick. He wanted me to be ready for it when I turned sixteen. He taught me everything I needed to know. I'll admit, he pushed kind of hard after I hit twelve. When the big 1-6 finally came, it happened pretty fast. He took me to this sort of sanctuary that was full of these morph people. It was pretty fascinating to see everyone turning into all these different animals. With my dad's help, I gained control of my ability pretty quick, and passed the Trial without much trouble. So, that makes me a Predator Subordinate. He kept pushing me to be better, though. I was shifting without any problems, obeying his every command, and one day I just couldn't take it. I guessed that he had wanted a boy pretty bad, and was trying to make me as tough as his son would have been, a guy to protect the pack and fight for it. So on the night of my seventeenth birthday I made up my mind. If he wanted a tough son, he would get an even tougher daughter. I stayed there until I turned eighteen, and then it was off to the Navy I went.

ｋｉｓｓ ｍｅ ｄｅａｄｌｙ;; I've only ever had one boyfriend when I was fifteen, and he's not worth mentioning. All my life I've been too caught up in the Navy or training to give romance much thought. I am straight, though, despite some guesses from the guys I worked with before. I guess another thing to add is that I'm a Protestant.

ｕｎｄｅｒ ｍｙ ｐａｗｓ;; I'm a Predator Subordinate. I've only been back here for a few months, having spent some cool-down time at a friend's place. Before I left, I had trained to be a fighter/hunter, so I guess that's going to be the role I take up here. If you weren't paying attention, I'm a gray fox.



{{I'll try to add a male, but I can't make any guarantees. I have limited time on the internet...

[Keriae]

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pictures ⓒ to rightful owners
fc: evangeline as tauriel from th:dos
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name - her legal name is tamara ashfield but she mostly goes by simply tam, as it's shorter and quicker.
age - tam is twenty two.
gender - female.
rank - she's a subordinate hunter
morph - yes, tam is a morph. her form is an african leopard.

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personality - spunky, fiery, stubborn, short-fused, inquisitive, intelligent, sense of justice
description -
human: standing quite tall with a slim, lithe figure, tam's most prominent feature is her warn ochre hair, normally down with a few intricate braids and a hair clasp to hold it out of her face. her face is lightly dashed with pale freckles and her eyes are a rich, warm cinnamon and cocoa brown. her complexion is unsurprisingly pale and her nose a little button-like. thin eyebrows hover over her eyes and smooth roseate cupid bow lips form her words. tam's voice is soft and almost bell-like. while the group has mostly accepted technology, she carries around a bow and a quiver full of arrows.
morph: quite unlike her human form, but speaking more of her personality. she's a stocky and smaller-than-average leopard, golden brown in colour with bronze rosettes dotted along her body. the underside of her slippers her a beautiful ivory, matched by the end of her long, rounded tail. her whiskers are long and her lanterns are a picturesque amber.
history - tam always thought she was a normal child; well, apart from the fact that her mother's father was a morph. as a child she has always delighted in her grandfather's changes, for he transformed into a magnificent lion. at sixteen she had her first change and found that she became a leopard. but she was found, and despite her fighting spirit, she knew she had to run. so at seventeen she packed her bags and ran for her life. soon, she was found by a member of the group and has been there ever since.
love interest - tam is not interested in love, for she believes that survival is more important.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

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