The Infected (Lycanthrope Roleplay) OPEN!

[arabella !!]

sssssssssssssssssssxssssssssssssssSynopsis:

The werewolf has messed up, transforming into a beast in front of a person. So someone who saw the incident occur called someone which lead to the government being involved. This concluded to the capture of all lycanthropes in the world, whom were only six. The werewolf, werebear, werelion, weretiger, werehyena, and werefox. Surprisingly, three were female and three were male. They were all reported by the werewolf so they were easily tracked down. Now they are trapped in a facility, with unbreakable windows and a tough grey brick wall. There is a medium sized speaker in the corner of the room, this is where they can hear their own experimenter (me). The experimenter will test each of the lycanthropes, and with them together. Will everyone find a way to get out? Or are they stuck in this misery, doing experiments for the rest of their lives? They all start out waking up in the facility as humans.

[arabella !!]

1. Follow all CS rules, and make sure your caught up with the new roleplay rules!
2. PM me reservations, they last three days and you may only reserve one character due to limited spots.
3. All forms and discussion go on the discussion thread!
4. Please include a picture reference or description of the human character and the lycanthrope you're roleplaying.
5. Try to include 8 lines per post. I know writing block gets to all of us but it shouldn't be an everyday excuse.
6. Please mention how your lycanthrope can pass it's shapeshifting ability, whether it being offspring or a bite.
7. You may roleplay a teen or an adult, but please don't form a relationship between a teen and an adult unless it's a friendship. Romance and drama is encouraged, but offspring will not be permitted!
8. PM me if you'll be away, or you're quitting the roleplay.

[arabella !!]

The Experimenter: smofir.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMales

The Werewolf: tooru

The Werebear: Crono

The Werelion: øutkast


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxFemales

The Weretiger: fawn,

The Werehyena: Butter Dragon

The Werefox: thelowercase_king

[arabella !!]

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"Maverick, I simply asked for coffee with whipped cream on top. Nothing else. Yet here you are, handing me regular coffee.. With ice inside."

He clicked his pen and wrote instructions on white paper, then he ripped the corner and slapped it against Maverick's chest and the assistant held onto it. "What is this sir?" Maverick stuttered, quickly putting the note in his pocket before he was interrupted. "You know I have patients to deal with, right? I rather not speak to them while I'm frustrated. I just don't want them to see that side of me, you get me?" The experimenter whispered, his hand rested on his assistant's shoulder. "I totally get it, er.. I'll leave this instant if you want me to." Maverick awkwardly suggested as his boss jolted up from his chair. "Good, good! That will do the world a favour. Read the note after you leave this room, I don't want any tears staining my office furniture." The experimenter stated, watching his now 'ex' assistant sigh and vacate the small room.

The experimenter adjusted his hair and took a sip of the iced coffee, looking through some notes as he finally found the script he was practicing for a while now. "This will work out just fine." He assured himself. Sitting back against his maroon chair, the experimenter went ahead and turned on the microphone and other additional settings. He got rid of the black screen in front of him, which revealed the lycanthropes whom were all still in their comas.

He tapped the microphone and started the session, "wakey wakey everyone! You guys think you can get a free trip in this lab without paying the price? Well, now you know that ain't happening." He grinned then chuckled after.

[Butter Dragon]

Ａｄａｎ Ｓｈｅｌｂｙ Ｔａｙｌｏｒ

ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ；a strange room
ｔａｇｓ；all ?
ｆｅｍａｌｅ － ｈｅｔｅｒｏｓｅｘｕａｌ
ｗｅｒｅｈｙｅｎａ － ｔｗｅｎｔｙｔｈｒｅｅ

Adan's hands felt numb as rolled over onto her back. The cold floor beneath her was jarring but no more so than the pain in her head. She could feel on her forehead where she'd been laying face down for god knows how long. Her forehead no doubt had an extensive red mark on it, but, her looks were the last thing on her mind at that moment. With her arm Adan wiped the drool that was still clinging to her face with her sleeve as she finally realized what it was that had awoken her from the impossibly deep sleep. There was a crackling voice coming through a speaker, or at least that's what it sounded like though she hadn't yet opened her eyes to look around. "the price? Well, now you know that ain't happening," she wasn't sure what they were talking about, she could only assume that the full message had started before she had managed to regain consciousness.

She rubbed her eyes and took note of her surroundings, for the most part the room was nothing special. What really caught her attention were the other people laying in there with her. It seemed everyone was only just beginning to stir, a shame, she would've liked the chance to riffle through their pockets. But either way it seemed she would be stuck her with them for an indefinite amount of time.

She got to her feet, a more difficult task than would be expected. Apparently along with drool and red marks she was also stuck with legs that were tingling up to the knees. She growled at no one in particular, maybe herself for being in such a position, then she turned towards the speaker in the top corner of the room. If the rest of the room hadn't have been so empty she may not have noticed it but, in the way things were, it was one of the first things to catch her eye.

She made an assumption, imagining that a horror story scenario like this could only mean that they were being watched and, probably, listened to. "Thanks for waking me, I thought I was gonna be sleeping forever and if I did I wouldn't be able to get out of here and beat you into the ground," She sneered, taking another glance around the room to look for anything at all that might be of use. Nothin, go figure...

[tooru]

ｂｅｎ ｍｉｌｂｕｒｎ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ". it would make me complete
xxxxx tags // all

xxx His head was a conglomerate mess of fuzz and static as he slowly came to on the floor. Subconsciously he opened and closed his mouth, snapping it shut. It was dry, and he needed a drink. There was a dull throb echoing around the back of his skull, making it challenging to form a coherent thought. Where was he? Why was he in the floor? And more importantly, why were all of these people lying around him? He could hear a crackly voice emanating from what had to be a speaker from his room, and he squinted his eyes at the words and harsh fluorescent lighting. Ben's mind was peacefully blank for a few more moments before his memory suddenly came snapping back into focus.

xxx These must be the other shifters. He remembered it now - he had shifted and someone had seen him, ratted him out. Mercilessly he had been tracked down and captured. Ben had been terrified, and the people who had taken him captive had been stunned. They had never before seen such a scientific anomaly as a shifter before. Ben could only wish that it had stayed that way. He had known that they were not going to go easy on him, and that he would be alone. When they had asked about other potential shifters, it had surprised him. But he did know of some. He had given their names in an attempt to spare himself some pain.

xxx He didn't think they would be able to find them at all, let alone this easily. Focusing his eyes on his surrounding, he scanned the blank expanse of room. One of the other shifters had risen to her feet and looked confused, but her gaze was sharp and observant, probably judging everything about Ben himself in the span of a second. Maybe he should explain to her what was happening, but then again, maybe he should keep quiet. He certainly didn't want everyone to turn against him instantly - they might kill him. So instead he muttered some obscenities under his breath as he pushed himself up on tingling and half-numb arms, standing as he held the back of his aching head. Ben couldn't help but to snort at the girl's snide comment, shot of pain making him regret it. However, it seemed the pain was quickly subsiding, which was a welcome relief. "Did the speaker say anything actually important? Probably not, huh."

[Crono]

Roy Ferguson - Male - 25 - Werebear
Location: Strange Room - Tags: All

Someone was speaking, that much Roy knew, however it was muffled like he was underwater. The man roused himself by rolling over with a groan, head pounding and body catching up slowly to his being conscious. Finally opening his eyes they took a moment to focus out the blurriness, the first thing he saw was someone else who looked to be in a similar state not too far away. Once he'd moved to prop himself up on his elbow he realized there were several persons just waking. It wasn't really until that moment that Roy caught onto the fact that he didn't know where he was, not recognizing his surroundings in the least.

The last thing he remembered was...the armed man who'd come to his door, the following scuffle, Roy throwing himself out the window, then finally the chase that inevitably led to an armed and suited up group cornering him before he could shift and escape. But..they'd shot him, hadn't they? Roy's hand went to his neck unconsciously, the man huffed a sigh. Tranquilizers. The man slowly stood up and got his bearings, "Someone wanna clue me in on what's going on?" He asked whilst eyeing the speaker curiously, the question was to nobody in particular considering he assumed none of the others around actually knew but it felt like the right thing to ask currently.

[#kronchymeet]

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15 - she - the fox
tags;; roy, pretty much everybody

the silence was suffocating. it hurt terribly so. she ever so dearly wanted to cry. to sob into her sleeves to muffle the pain that throbbed in her head. no tears came to her;; and she hated that fact. rather, she gazed forward. lucine had probably been up for hours before she heard the odd sound of restlessness shake the stagnant air. she glanced blankly to her sides. watching as four other freaks stifle to the sitting position in the least.

the others were yet to do the same.

lucine drew her legs to her chest, hugging her arms around her knees before burying her head in her arms. a vague grunt escaped her lips. however, other than that, she wanted no part of any of this. she didn't want to sit on this cold floor. she didn't want her head to hurt, she didn't want to listen to the sudden crackle of the intercom over head. the man that spoke to them spoke to them like he'd been a god. someone superior. you could nearly hear her growl somewhere in her soul.

she listened halfheartedly. the price, she didn't want to know of. deep down inside she wanted to believe the price was just simply taking a picture, and leaving. or making a cake. or, or, or, something just.. simple. but it was the way he said the whole thing that caused her to shiver instinctively, and clinch onto her being ever tighter;; eyes closed tight on the world. she didn't want to be here. and she was sure that was apparent. the male beside her gave a question;; it was agony listening to it. especially since she was aware roy was currently standing;; a force that she felt could crush her. " no. " she breathed into her hugged knees. it was something that was pitifully shallow, and under-the-tongue. in fact, she wouldn't have been surprised if it wasn't heard at all. it was the typical.

[arabella !!]

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The experimenter bit his bottom lip, surveying the lycanthropes' reaction to his presence. Slow but steady.. He nodded to himself, spinning his black chair to grab his pen quickly to jot something down in his notebook. This is how the man studied, he took notes based on what he observed. After a few moments of silence and quiet bickering in the room, the experimenter put his notebook down and got up. He narrowed his eyes at the werehyena, smirking at her as he crossed his arms. "Feisty aren't you? We don't have many of those in the government. Most are wimps who keep their mouths shut, not me. I mean, what is there to be afraid of? They won't make the people who participate in their plans suffer. They make the victims suffer!" He opened his arms out wide, then closed them together in a clap. He glanced at all the irritated faces, they were begging for an explanation for what was happening right now.

What will this average looking man do to them? Should they even be worried, the female even explained it simply herself. The lycanthropes would basically kill him. If they will ever get the chance, of course. The experimenter replied to his own thinking, scratching his head. He noticed another lycanthrope, who seemed to be more reserved than the rest. "Lucine, right? Yeah.. Sorry hun, I'm not going to allow
this-" he swirled his finger around her, "this behavior. These are supposed to be your friends! Be extroverted, I want to see communication!" He smiled brightly, now he was referring to everyone in this room. "Oh yes, that's just perfect.. Yes. Okay, first
assignment for you all is to be socially open to each other. That will be a gift from me, nothing too harsh yet."

A light bulb seemed to have lit up in his mind at the time. "You guys can plan an escape out of this mess, or plot how you are all going to kill your werewolf buddy for revealing every single one of you." He chuckled, shaking his head then continued. "To give you guys a helpful tip, both of these plans are highly unlikely. I want you guys to all be living and here for experimental purposes. There! I said it. Now you know why each and every one of you, uh beasts are here." He scanned the room, glancing at everyone. "I'm going to prepare lunch, so remember to socialize!" He ordered a bit roughly now, then preceded to shut down the power in his office. He closed the screen so it was pitch black, and turned off the speaker. The experimenter opened the door, and left the room.

[paria.]

M A L A C H I__R H Y S
t h e__w e r e l i o n
{Gender} male {Age} twenty-three {Tags} ben, all
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a low, guttural growl emitted from the werelion as he awoke. his head was pounding painfully and his senses were overwhelmed. malachi sat up slowly and rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a small bump. it must've been from whatever they injected him with to get him there. where exactly was there? he thought as he took in his surroundings. he scented the others to be shifters like him. how in the hell did all of them manage to get taken? he stayed silent as he listened to their captor speak, both times. that dog gave us up? malachi stood up, regaining his senses quickly. in three strides he stood in front of the wolf, his face showed no emotion as he studied the man. it took all of his control to keep himself from wringing the wolf's neck. his glittering hues said all they needed to say to the wolf before he stalked back to where he woke and sat back down. he had been spared malachi's anger, for now. that's what the experimenter wanted, for them to turn against the wolf. kai wouldn't give the arse the satisfaction.

malachi recalled how he got captured angrily. he had been jogging through the park when a little girl around eight or nine approached him. she was crying and pleading for him to help her dad, whom "wouldn't get up". malachi followed the girl into a secluded area of the park and looked around for a fallen man. he leaned down to talk to her, and that was when everything went dark. someone must've injected him while he was speaking to the girl. it annoyed kai that he had been caught so easily. he thought about the girl and wondered if she had been put up to it or if she was related to one of the people who captured him. malachi pushed the past out of his mind, he needed to focus on the right now. he was trapped in a room with five other shifters and had no visible way out. his brown hues studied the others with little interest. he knew their names and their shifts, but that covered his knowledge of them. he liked to distance himself from others so they wouldn't get caught up in his were drama. it seemed he was smart to do so. if he had a pet, they would've surely starved by then. it was a good thing he wasn't one to keep animals couped up in his cabin.

"this is ridiculous," he uttered under his breath. kai shouldn't be in a room trapped with five shifters. he should be back at his cabin making dinner or sleeping. it had to be one of the worst days he'd had, being captured by a lunatic. malachi just started named off the shifters with him mentally, trying to get an idea of the power they had. werewolf, werebear, weretiger, werehyena, werefox, and werelion. they were definitely a force to be reckoned with, and yet they were all trapped in a room together. malachi shook his head and pondered over what the lunatic had in store for them. maybe he'll cut them up and see what makes them tick? he would've done that already if he wanted it done. torture perhaps? it was never too late for torture. or he'll keep them trapped until they die of old age or from killing each other. in truth, he had no clue what the lunatic wanted to do to them, but he knew it wouldn't be good.

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