.:\|ASYLUM|/:. {Invite Only}

[Harpy•]

{{I'm sorry for blowing this off, guys. >.< Once again, I suck. *sigh* I promise this won't die...but do you think we could wait to continue until .:\ мα∂ηєѕѕ /:. returns from her trip/vacation/whatever it is? I promise I'll post for both Damon and Raquel once she does. Is everyone okay with waiting a bit?}}

[OneSmartChicken]

{{ -stretches- I'm cool with that. }}

['paradox]

{{ I saw this really cute picture...And I deleted Shiroi a while agoooo...xD. }}

|Username|:
Pfffhhh You know...
|Name|:
Victor Sykes
|Age|:
16 2/3 'Bout to be 17.xD.
|Personality|:
How to explain Victor in one word?Wierd.

Hes just a...little off.The'doctors' think this is because of how his Dna is mixed,things like that.Being a practically half cat doesn't help you,at all.Yeah,it might make you a lot more agile,fast,and able to change into a cat at will,but theres some downsides.For instance,he can purr,even when hes a human.Thats...uncontrolable?Whenever hes happy,you can hear him..purr.Its wierd at first.You'll get used to it eventually.Also,sometimes he'll get the sudden urge to lick his arm.He learned to stop himself from doing that....most of the time.When he speaks,so metimes he ends his sentences with '-nya',which,truely is,a cat sound.Cool sides to this?He can talks to cats,and meow and hiss practically perfect,even if hes in a 'human' form.He can growl too.His pupils are actually slits,and he sees like a cat,so his colors are always a bit off.This is why he absolutely hates the white walls of his room.You can guess why.And,he does see better at night.You wanna know somethin' wierder!?He doesn't have human ears,he has kitty ears.x3.And a kitty tail,and....'kitty fangs'.His 'canines',should be called 'felines',are a little longer than most,and sharp.He wouldn't bite people though.One last..bad thing...The 'doctors' for some wierd reason,wanted to see what would happen if they declawed him as a cat,they only got one down,his left index finger.So,now that finger,sadly,doesn't have a tip.Now thats...wierd...?So,he ussually keeps his hand wrapped from his wrist,to his knuckles,and then,its just his index thats wrapped.

Now thats you know Victors 'half kitty' side,lets go to know the one 'human' side thats left of him,that hasn't pulled into insanity yet.First off,hes more of a quiet guy,and doesn't talk much.Believe it or not,hes shy,anti-social.You see,two's company,three's a crowd.Hes more of a 'loner' type per say,and would rather spend time alone than with a bunch of people.Did I mention hes claustrophobic?Yeah,that spead up his 'insantity' levelings.Like,he'll have a sudden out bursts of 'Im gonna die!' from time to time.He wasn't always exactly like this,though.He used to be..almost social.But Asylum takes all that joy in life away,doesn't it?Yeah,it does.Victors knows that,and sure hopes everyone else does too.Yeah,this human paragraph is a bit small,thats because hes more cat than human.
|Gift/Power|:
He can turn into a cat at will,and do kitty stuffs.>:D
|Physical Mutation{Opt.}|:
He has large,Savanah Cat ears,and a long tail.Does his 'declawed' finger count?xD
|Theme Song|:
He doesn't have one!Dx.Wanna help me find oneee?
|Crush|:
..Uhhhmmm....Hes more of a 'i'd rather be choosen,than be the one to choose' kind of guy.
|Other|:
Kitty! Size Reference
Keep in mind that he is a Savanah Cat.Which is a cross between a domestic cat,and an Serval.He wieghs a little over thirty pounds as a cat,and guess what?None of it is fat.

{{ Bahahahahaha.>:3 }}

[Hargreaves]

((...That's an awesome character.))

['paradox]

{{...Really?Thanks.I couldn't sleep one night,and since my imagination is most active when im suppsoed to eb sleeping,I started brain storming.xD.Besides,I love kitties.<333.I had like...a mental 'vid' that he was next to a girl,and they were just talking,and out of nowhere,he started purring,and the girl was like "...They have motorboats here!?" he was all embarrassed.Rofl.}}

{{ I almost burst out laughing in the middle of the night,I could have woken everyone up.O.O }}

[Hargreaves]

((I think Lysander has only said two words in this entire roleplay.
That has absolutely nothing to do with anything else, it just occurred to me. XD
I love kitties too. I've always had at least one cat, my whole life.))

[Aғтɛя Ɩ Ғαℓℓ]

{Friendly Bump!}

[Sacred Sin]

{I know you said no posting, but I haven't written anything on here in a long time and I wanted to get caught up a little. Think of it as a writing bump. XD Sorreh.}

Brooke cast her gaze to the ground, eyes a soft but inhuman lilac. She bit her lips, feeling her head throb from the pain of the "testing" she had endured. For a long time, she was unable to respond to Aza, knowing that her voice was useless. If she opened her mouth, she would begin to sob and utter more words of despair. It was times like this that she wished she had the will of a champion, one who wouldn't give up no matter what. She had always considered herself to be a strong person, but there was a limit for everyone.

"I guess." She managed to whisper, wincing as Aza wrapped her bleeding and injured head. Blond hair cascaded down her shoulders and back, some strands drenched in her spilled blood. She blinked several times, her long eyelashes tickling her cheek bones as they fluttered against her skin like butterflies. It was a nostalgic reference and brought memories of her days at home on her family's estate. She could recall a large flower field there that she went romping through as a child. A large, vibrantly blue butterfly had landed on her nose, its wings beating lightly against her cheeks. The thought cheered her some and she let Aza pull her into a hug, burying her face into her new found friend.

"Do you...do you think we can go back to the others?" She asked in her melodious voice. "I don't like being by...the lab." She couldn't muster any more words and hoped that Aza knew she wasn't going to be communicative for a while. She felt a deep pull from her very soul to a destination she knew all to well. The basement, the place that she was always drawn too. And being as melancholy and traumatized as she was, it seemed like a mighty fine place to go too right then.

[Harpy•]

{{Accepted, Dreamy-ness! ^.^
@Sacred Sin, that's perfectly fine. xD I just wanted to wait until Madness returned, and she has, so we may start back up again. Give me a few minutes, I'll edit this with my character posts.}}

['paradox]

{{ Gosh,Though I'd never be accepted for like a couple seconds there.xD.
You lie!This is not a few minutes,this is hours...This is MADNESS...This...is....SPARTA!!!}}

{{ Jk.I'm a little off today,first day of middle school tomorrow so im freakin' out.Dx. }}

Victor's lip curled up slightly,little baring his teeth,adding in a hiss as he was shoved,into a wall of course,by one of the 'doctors'.You see,he was a bit angry right now,he hated these tests,at least it was easy to tell when he was mad.His ears would be flat against his head and he'd be growling,thats what he was doing now.What?You say people cant put their ears against their heads and growl?That may be true,but he wasn't normal.He was...well,not even half cat,a bit more than that.Its why he couldn't help it when a cat instinct would kick in,maybe he just wasn't human enough.Finally,his deep growl subsided,as the 'doctors and 'nurses' were out of sight.His large cat ears slowly wen't back up,though his was body still tense,and he rubbed his eyes a bit.He hated any white walls in Asylum,and they had white walls in the testing rooms.Bright ones.It just stunk because they were a lot more blindingly bright to him because of his cat eyesight.

Victor sighed a tad.turning his head to the side,looking down the long hallway,his ears all the way up,and curious.You know,the stairs to the 'dundgeon of Asylum' as he called it,where down there.Maybe he would take a look or something,even though he would take even one step down there.He shook his head a bit.No.He wouldn't go there.He do what he would ussually do.Walk the hallways,alone,find new places.As a cat of course,so he could more easily move,being smaller and faster.Soon enough,in a matter of seconds,he was a large golden-brown spotted cat.A savanah Cat to be specific.He started to to almosytrot,his pads silent on the ground,his tail low,moving side to side ever so slightly as he moved effortlessly.He was almost scanning the walls of this place,if he found somewhere high,a ledge,he would surely jump up to it.There was one here somewhere,he was sure of it.

Then his ears flicked around,trying to find the source of a voice.He had heard one,even with it being ever so quiet.Victor sped up to a moderate run,trying to find this person that was talking.It was almost funny to see a big cat running around this place,with everyone else being a person.Soon enough,the vioce grew louder,and he stopped,setting his haunches on the ground and waiting.He didn't actually want to just run into them,he was a 'I'd rather be found then find someone' kind of guy...Cat...Whatever he was.Some just called him kitty though,that was ussually younger kids that were here,maybe one or two girls that didn't know his name.He licked his front paw out of habit,wiping it over his face,almost like a washcloth,then let out a soft meow.


{{ Lol,my kitty guy be amasing.<33. Meow meow meow meoooowwwww. }}