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[Wild Mothman]

"New Zealand" Kora replied, automatically. "I was helping my sort of sister find missing sheep that had wandered off into the bush." she said, looking down at her new white and silver tail, which was still twitching nervously. "Then some boy my sister liked attacked me... then nothing until just before, waking up here... wherever here is?" Kora said, looking up slightly, still very upset and confused about what had happened to her. "Pull it together, Kora" She said to herself, trying hard to keep calm.

[Moriarty is King]

Rosella Rena

Noemi clay

Marlene

Rosella strecthed and winced at the pain that shot through her back. Wondering where in hell she was she wnadered around for a bit trying to find people. She hoped and prayed that she was not the only one here and if there were others that they were friendly. Still trying to work out what excatly had happened to her and where she was, Rosella walked through the forest. Her wings were causing her a great deal of pain whenever she moved her back and shoulders but she felt she needed to at least try to find out where she was.

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(( Fffuuuu sorry I've been so forgetful. I'll be re-adding my form now like you wanted. >u< ))

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(( Here's the tweaked form. You said I could just use this instead?
...as long as I tell you now:

He's merged with...was it a raven or a crow? Some kind of big, black bird...I just can't remember. ))



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Devlin has a loose and lanky body, and stands tall at about five-foot-eleven. Possessing such a lanky body obviously means that everything else attached to his torso will be long. In fact, his body is so big that if you were to curl up on top of him and let him wrap his arms and legs around you, you wouldn't even be close to touching the bed.
His body is long, therefore it's a little flimsy. Sure, Devlin is a strong guy, but I guarantee that if someone like Shiro were to sock him in the gut, he'd feel little to no muscle on those bones.
Devlin is also very thin - take off his shirt, and you can faintly see his ribs. Let him suck in his stomach, you might be able to feel under his rib cage.
He has a mostly masculine body form. There's not much female to him except for the faint, faint curves in his sides and back.

...the thick, dark circles around his eyes just let you know that he's up to something...

Devlin Osaka||Male||About nineteen

Devlin truly lives up to his nickname of "Devil." Really and truly.
For one, he's a mischievous little brat who enjoys no more than to cause trouble to the ones he's acquainted with, or even the ones he doesn't even have a remote relationship with. It's not pain he enjoys seeing, neither physical nor mental. He's only in it because according to him, having people annoyed with him is quite a laugh. In Devlin's words, "It's some of the things they say and do whenever they're angry at me. I dunno, it's just that they say things that they think will offend me, but it doesn't! It's hilarious!" That is the entire reason Devlin tries to get his friends and even innocent strangers, which just goes to prove how much of a twit he is.
But this isn't even scratching the surface. Devlin is a naughty boy in...numerous ways. Not only is he the brattiest troublemaker around, he's also a pervert on a normal basis, only when it comes to other boys that he happens to take interest in. And, using this lovely aspect of himself, he will gladly pick on those particular boys in order to get their attention, set them off, and get them used to his oh-so-very-welcoming personality.
This still isn't the end! Like I said, Devlin is a very naughty boy. You, Takegami, know the "dirty work" he does behind everyone's back. That can also effect his personality greatly. After doing his business in his special room, those things he did will impact things like decisions he makes greatly. This is no surprise, however, because he was never a smart decision-maker in the first place, which is why he does what he does. He tries to keep it a secret from people, which he personally finds easy since, even though he looks like the kind of person that would do those things gladly, things aren't always as they seem. "Things are never as they seem! Well, usually. So it's easy to hide my...secret."
Surprisingly enough, underneath the tough guy shell he has, he honestly does care about all of his close friends that honestly care about him. He would more than likely take a bullet for them - actually, no. He wouldn't. His logic is different. "'Cause if I took a bullet for 'em, who would be there to take care of 'em?"

Devlin is no straighter than the following image.
Very, very attracted to men - you know how he feels/acts when he runs into another boy he likes. And that's something about him that will never, ever change.
Sadly.

[Vespur]

Aidan swam away from the shore, afraid that whatever was out there might've heard him. He dove into the water. He was starting to get the hang of this. This wasn't so bad. He was, of course, still scared and confused. But at least the scientists hadn't done anything too weird to him. Breathing underwater might be useful if he ever got out of here. Of course, that didn't make it any less uncomfortable.

He swam up towards the surface and took in a deep breath of air once his head was above the water. He looked around the surface of the lake and noticed a girl wading in the water. He ducked down so only his eyes peaked over the water. Who was this? A scientist? Another person who was kidnapped. He dove back under and swam closer. He poked his eyes back up out of the water and watched the girl for a moment, curious as to what she was doing. There was something odd about her that reminded him of himself. Sharp nails, etc. Could the scientists have done the same thing to her as they did to him?

He looked down at the water and caught a glimpse of his reflection. For the first time, he noticed that his eyes had turned yellow and there were dark circles around his eyes. That freaked him out a bit. He looked back at the girl. Her eyes were the same color. Yes, that must be what had happened to them. The scientists must have done the same thing to both of them.

Changing her name to Emily, Bell was just to plain for me.

Emily

Emily was slowly testing out the water with her feet not really notcing a dark shadow under the clear blue water, till her eyes looked up to see eyes from the shadows almost human like. Although, theses where yellow of death to her as she backed out of the water, trying to think about what creatures lived in the water that she she know, but from her fear she never did talk about it to know. When she looked back at the water her eyes narrowed slowly as she crawled to the bank looking at the dark shadow with her own yellow eyes. "Friend or Foe?" she asked the figure unsure if she should run off, or befriend the creature.
From looks he looked alright. He almost looked liek human as if he was too made a creature by the white coats she remembered, although she knew from her own life experience she could nto befriend maybe for she would get back stabbed. Although, sighing she came a bit closer placing her hand on the water before removing it watching the drips fall into the water again rippling it. Her eyes did not remove from the shadow just in case it was a spy, and she silently waited for the answer to this creature.

Sorry for shortness. ^^

[Queen Hydra]

Clyde sat on the branch for about five minutes before he heard something walking through the forest. He looked in the direction the sound was coming from, wary and curious at the same time. It could be a bear, a deer, or countless things. Yet when it got closer, he realized it had to be a human. Only they moved through the forest as if bent on getting out of it, rather than as if they were one with it. Animals made little sound, even the big ones. The opposite could be said for people. Not but a few seconds after coming to this realization, a girl appeared through the trees. The first thing he noticed was her blonde hair, but then, behind her, two big white wings. So there were others, indeed. Question was, would this girl be friendly or otherwise?
Clyde swung his feet from the tree to get her attention. He didn't want to come down, not until he knew she wasn't dangerous. Hopefully she was as useless with her wings as he was with his. "Hey." He called, allowing both his curiosity and wariness to leak into his tone. He watched for signs of danger, not entirely sure what he'd do if she proved to be an enemy.

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Nitara's eyes narrowed as she saw another person in the water. She darted away and surfaced on the other end of the pond. She walked out of the water, trying not to be seen by anyone that happened by.

[amithethird]

Aidan watched the girl curiously. She clearly didn't trust him. She exited the water and asked him,
"Friend or Foe?"
He could understand her cautiousness. If he were in her position, he wouldn't trust the strange boy peering out of the water. Not in the least. In fact, if her were her, he'd probably make a run for it. That is, assuming he'd find water again. Something told him that he wouldn't survive long on dry land.

He ducked under the water again and swam just a bit closer. He stuck his head out of the water again and spoke.
"That depends," he said, "on what you are."

His voice was soft and gentle. Aidan wasn't an intimidating person. He was skinny and hardly ever spoke. He was self concious and unconfident. He hoped, in this instance, that would come through. He didn't want to make enemies of the people here. If there was fighting, he would most certainly loose. Unless, of course, he could swim away fast enough.

He turned his head when he heard a splash further away. He saw the water stir and wondered what else was in this lake. It was very clear to him that he was in no way alone here.

[Tech.]

[Kimino. Accepted.]

[Vespur]

Aidan watched the girl curiously. She clearly didn't trust him. She exited the water and asked him,
"Friend or Foe?"
He could understand her cautiousness. If he were in her position, he wouldn't trust the strange boy peering out of the water. Not in the least. In fact, if her were her, he'd probably make a run for it. That is, assuming he'd find water again. Something told him that he wouldn't survive long on dry land.

He ducked under the water again and swam just a bit closer. He stuck his head out of the water again and spoke.
"That depends," he said, "on what you are."

His voice was soft and gentle. Aidan wasn't an intimidating person. He was skinny and hardly ever spoke. He was self concious and unconfident. He hoped, in this instance, that would come through. He didn't want to make enemies of the people here. If there was fighting, he would most certainly loose. Unless, of course, he could swim away fast enough.

He turned his head when he heard a splash further away. He saw the water stir and wondered what else was in this lake. It was very clear to him that he was in no way alone here.

Emily watched him with her orbitals of yellow sun light coloration, and for a moment after he ducked away to maybe leave she felt kind of sad for his disspearence. Then coming up again to the surface to stare at her this time closer she gave a tiny smile, maybe seen by him although not from a distance was a no.
"Considering what I am now I say Friend, but I was hoping to come into the water like yourself," she said to him not really telling of her name or her mutation just yet. Sometimes in these big places they owned small cameras watching them like a pound of cages. She knew they could be, and spys where also very sneaky as well so she made sure to speak little till she found out more about this boy anyways.

When she spoke to him before seeing as though is own was kind, she gaves her the soft kind as well. Kind of the voice she used back at home to her parents, and softly her eyes began to water inside her yellow orbs. She willed herself to stay to get back, well if she did ever leave, or this mutation could ever go away.
Suddenly nearby, a soft stir shook the water beside her feet the water rising against her pressed hands that sat in the dirt. Her eyes turned there before narrowing wondering who it might really be, and if it still was a friend of foe to them both.