Menagerie (By Neon-Roleplayer)

[Shadow_Assassin01]

100 days ago
Medium
Neon-November


Useful
Cute
Funny 6
Inappropriate

Owner I Neon Co-Owners I Ed and Hana

* Our First Theme Song and Our Second Theme Song

Awaken to the cry of your brothers ans sisters. The pain of their souls. Wake to the ones who despise you for you. Despise you for what you are. Darkness has clouded their eyes. Humans have become blind to the beauty of the Chosen Ones. The few who change at will into their soulspeakers. The ability to shift into animals. Stand with the strength you have been given. Arise my children and fight for what you are and protect those you love. And remember that you are of the purist blood the world can offer and humans are the mere pawns of our game.

The words of our Great Mother. she has given all her children the power she possesses and watches over all those, Chosen. she no longer walks the earth, but rules the spirit world. Few remember her words, and those who do hardly speak them because these words are so sacred. But for the sons and daughters who know, it is something that has kept them going for ages. And an extraordinary example of the power our Shape-Shifting kind has is the story of trust, betrayal, loyalty and love, that our Mother herself would be proud of.

Escape. Its something every shape-shifter in Menagerie thinks and prays for. But having dreams in such a place as, Menagerie, is a wast of time. You have a busy schedule to uphold daily. Testing is on the top of the list. From drawing blood to wearing yourself out in order to have the days meal. Whatever it is, expecting the best is what so many of these “patients” have learned not expect much of. If not, none at all. Lies and betrayal were a common topic within the walls of this large, concrete building. It was something the lead doctor, Dr. Crawford, did very well. He was the founder of this organization. The story that most shifters know is a simple but twisted one, that involves Dr. Crawford and the invention of this feared place. Its told that Dr. Crawford was a school teacher for most of his adult years, and had a loving wife and son for seventeen years. But when he found out his one and only child had fallen victim to the genetic malfunction that triggers the shape-shifting in a human, he was devastated. He went insane after that, and was never the same. Within his own home he preformed tests on his son to find a “cure” for what was “wrong” with him. Three years later, Dr. Crawford’s son died while in the middle of a test that was suppose to disable any shifting of any kind. From there, Menagerie was born and the doctor has tried to seek a cure for the so many “infected” young adults in the world. The total number of test subjects that have been admitted, well captured, and sent to Menagerie is now at nine-hundred, thirty-three as of one year ago. But some escaped. But it came with a price. They have given up their second and third forms in order to have their freedom. Now they are what some call minor shifters because they only have one form to change to. They were the first of their kind to ever sneak break out of the Menagerie’s grip and live.Some say they have died off, others say they are shadows of the shape-shifters, the ones who protect and serve their fellow species. But what really happened? where are they now? Alive…Dead? They are the small group everyone calls, Οι σκιές της επιλεγείσας… Greek for The Shadows Of The Chosen. The ones who never gave up hope. The ones who knew they’d see the sun again. The ones who believed in themselves and the new family they had found at Menagerie. The one and only ones who have lived in the walls of such a place, and escaped to tell the tell. This is the select few who have lived through hell’s hell and back, and this is their story.

* How To Start

We will be starting this roleplay off right when you wake up in a crate.You don’t know where you are or whats going on until you hear someone shout, “The Big Move.” You are in a truck with the other shifters and you are chained to the walls of the truck with little leeway to move around. Simple, but hopefully an effective way to start off.

[Shadow_Assassin01]

* Cussing It’s great stuff I won’t lie, but we need to learn and control it please. I could not imagine a street racer not cussing so thus, we both shall allow it. We are all mature enough to handle it, so feel free to type out a word. I know sometimes foopets won’t let you, but find a way, it makes a conversation more realistic.
* Advanced Roleplaying You are all here for a reason and I’m sure me explaining why is a waist of time. So lets cut to the chase. You are required 4 sentences minimum and you can type as many words as you like. There is not limit to what you can do here. Oh and one more thing that gets on my nerves…*
* Details Pleasure, mating, sex, however you want to mention it by. I really could care less about what you do, but remember detail isn’t on everyone’s wish list.
* Drama Okay, this isn’t the most dramatizing type of role-play out there so we don’t expect too much drama. BUT I want as much of it as you can start. Nothing stupid though, this is an Advanced rp, remember?
* God-Moding This is definately not allowed because it is a simple sign of insanity towards another, due to the amount of annoyance it causes we shall not allow it. This includes: Playing someone’s character, making your character the ‘best’ and having no ‘down sides’ and finally, making your character invisible. Please, this is not allowed nor is it tolerated.
* Mates and/or love You shall not make fuss over your own character. It is a form of ignoring other players. Other words: Do not crush and/or love your own character or someone you don’t know. And pleas, please none of this. “Oh I want to died because no one loves me, blah blah blah….” I mean seriously that is not what this rp is about, kapesh?
* Invitational role-play Yes, this is an invitational role-play. The meaning of this: ‘Join upon invite only’. If you have not received an invite in your messages then you are not permitted to this role-play. You are only allowed 2 characters by the way. I don’t care if they’re both girls, boys or one of both.
* Rules When you read these you do accept them. You do abide by them. You do not break them otherwise you shall be kicked out. Period.
* Read everything! Every post! Do NOT ignore ANYTHING!

[Shadow_Assassin01]

* General information
o Birth Name.::. unique and artistic
o Nickname.::.
o Age.::.
o Sex.::. Simple enough
# Relationships

* Attraction.::. Crush, don’t come with one
* Beloved.::. Boyfriend/girlfriend
* Soul partner.::. Mate
* Siblings.::.
* Parents.::.
* Offspring.::.
# Note their…

* Personality.::. 6 sentences or more
* History.::. Optional to those who hate this part of a skelly, or have rped in Menagerie before
* Appearance in description.::. Five sentences or more
* Theme song(s).::. No pop. At all. Im sure you can widen your horizons, and it has nothing to do with me disliking pop. I’ve just heard it way to much already.
* Photo, Human.::. Real, not fake.
* Photo, Shifter Form.::. Ok, I hope I don’t confuse you. I mentioned something earlier about only having one form. Well thats because something happens while you are trying to escape and I thought it would be easier to pic your main form now, instead of last minute. Until then though, you can shift into your two other forms.

[Shadow_Assassin01]

Neon-Roleplayer's Character
* General information
o Birth Name.::. Kiara FoxGlove
o Nickname.::. Most people call me Fox because of my last name.
o Age.::. Eighteen
o Sex.::. Female…want to check?
# Relationships

* Attraction.::. I know a lot of people but I wouldn’t be stupid enough to fall for any of them
* Beloved.::. Not currently
* Soul partner.::. Uhmm…no?
* Siblings.::. I have a brother, but he died when i was seven
* Parents.::. My mothers name is Karol and my fathers name is Mike. I got this shifter gene from him, so…yeah
* Offspring.::. Hell No!
# Note their…

* Personality.::. [this is the basic gist of her persona]- Assertive and outspoken – she is driven to lead. Excellent ability to understand difficult organizational problems and create solid solutions. Intelligent and well-informed, she usually excel at public speaking.Popular and sensitive, with outstanding people skills. Externally focused, with real concern for how others think and feel. Usually dislike being alone. She sees everything from the human angle, and dislike impersonal analysis.Friendly, adaptable, action-oriented. Living in the here-and-now, she is a risk-taker who lives a fast-paced lifestyle. Impatient with long explanations. Extremely loyal to her peers, but not usually respectful of laws and rules if she gets in the way of getting things done. Great people skills.
My existence, the fine line between my personality and my real life. This may be confusing, but I shall try my best to inscribe it clearly; Inside me is a world, very different to the world around me. The world within me governs my thoughts, my emotions and the way I perceive others…Almost every person I have ever met, follows a similar approach to life. Their governing rule, to find where they fit into it; mine is very different. At first it may sound grandiose of me, but my defining rule is to determine where the world outside fits within me. I am not saying that I am ‘larger than life’ at all. Simply that the world within me has not limits. The world around me however has limits; how far I can see, from the loudest to the softest sound I hear, what I taste and smell and what I can physically feel. The world within me has none of these limits, sight as far as I am willing to gaze, even silence is heard, tastes and smells one can never taste; induce incredible responses, anything inside can be felt, moved, changed and even into others worlds. The natural progression for me, is to put the outer world inside me. By putting it within me, I can change my pain, remove the trauma words inflict to my emotion, remain strong in a world that would otherwise watch me fade away. This is my personality, so complex, that it can appear simple to those who don’t look closely. The ones who care can see beneath the disguise, the structure I have that protects me. Since I was young, I have been through abuse, emotional anguish on a daily basis, hurt beyond a physical repair and ostracized for a condition beyond my control. This simple appearance, complex emotion, personality I have, is a manifestation of my heartache and trauma. Inside I hide my true emotions, my love, my compassion, my caring nature. I protect it from my world outside, the one with the limits, because love, caring and compassion have no limits, they don’t belong outside. I have come to accept that those who live in an outside world, can’t love the way a soul can on the inside. Most of my emotions gain their visceral craving feeling from the lack of affection in my life. To most outsiders[strangers], I appear cold and uninterested. I appear to lack the warmth that brings people together. My way of filtering out the ones who don’t really care, don’t really have an interest in seeing who I am, what I am capable of. It has been like that since I was only a child. People can’t take what they think you don’t have. Show them no happiness, they feel no way to change it. My personality has developed purely into a coping strategy. To deal with the debilitating anguish, even my own family bestows upon me. I have a structure that if I stopped following, I would fall apart.

* History.::. I’d rather not say….
* Appearance in description.::. Somewhere around 5’8, Fox is considered tall. Her legs are a stand out feature but they don’t do much with a clumsy person. Her skin is a lighter shade of mocha and caramel, and her cheeks are a rosier color. With hair that falls just below her shoulders, its never in any real style. She tends to put it up, have it down or just go with out of bed hair. Either way, she isn’t to concerned with how she looks or what others think. Anyway, she has chocolate colored hair that looks red in the right light, with darker strands here and there. Almond brown, hazel eyes make up her face with defined features she doesn’t really like to talk about.
* Theme song(s).::. Hurtful , Sound The Bugle , Outside and It’s Been Awhile
* Photo, Human.::. i760.photobucket.com/albums/xx242/xXxXNeonXxXx/People%20%20Main/main.jpg?t=1286930850
Photo, Shifter Form.::. i760.photobucket.com/albums/xx242/xXxXNeonXxXx/Profile%20Stuff/3013bbd182587b52e270775f88450387.jpg?t=1282270593
Her other two are an otter and a husky

[Shadow_Assassin01]

98 days ago
Medium
Hana-Lake


Useful
Cute
Funny
Inappropriate

Birth Name.::. Hana Ann Veirk
Nickname.::. Hana/Han
Age.::. 17
Sex.::. female
Relationships
Attraction.::. well….if I did I wouldn’t tell you.
Beloved.::. no.
Soul partner.::. no.
Siblings.::. His name was Jace, but he’s dead now
Parents.::. They don’t give a damn about me, but their names are Makayla and Alaric
Offspring.::.NO!
• Note their…
Personality.::. Hana used to be very outgoing and a fight for anything kind of girl. Those instincts have only increased through out her stay here in the Menagerie. Hana loves to listen to music, but she lost her i-pod when she was taken here so is often humming to herself. She enjoys taunting Dr.Crawford, its her way of getting revenge for him killing her brother. Hana and her brother were very, very close. Hana has very understandable (if you knew about her past) trust problem. The only person who has ever seen her in her human form is Fox. Her favorite form is her fox form (which she will later realize is her only form now). Its ironic how her favorite form is the nickname of her best friend.

History.::. I rped in menagerie before
Appearance in description.::. Hana has long silky brownish black hair that reaches just below her shoulders, sometimes she will braid it and leave them in for a night or two so she gets some cool curls. She has brownish gold eyes that she inherited from her mother, she hates having brown eyes. Her father told her when she was young that if you had brown eyes it meant you were full of sh-t. She thinks that’s why he didn’t give a sh-t when he found out about her having the shifter gene. She has a lighter skintone, with a practically permanent tan. She is about 5 foot 6 inches tall and she is almost always in her fox form though so you won’t be seeing her going by this description often.
Theme song(s).::. wanted dead or alive
Breath
Photo, Human.::.
Photo, Shifter.::.

[Shadow_Assassin01]

98 days ago
Medium
Faith-In-The-Dead


Useful
Cute
Funny
Inappropriate
Edited

* General Information
o Birth Name.::. Vincent Ace Blair
o Nickname.::. Vincent or Vince
o Age .::. 18
o Gender .::. Male
* Relationships
o Attraction.::. You could be next xD
o Beloved.::.
o Soul Partner.::.
o Siblings.::. None that I know of
o Parents-.::. Never knew their names. Why should I care for them anyway.
o Offspring.::. ….>.>
* Note Their…
o Personality.::. Vincent is easily recognized by his arrogance, being charming one minute and extremely dangerous the next. He enjoys toying with people, and uses a dark sense of humor, having a habit of mocking everyone in his ambitious ways. His boldness often gets the better of him, making him seek out fights more than usual. Rules? No, there’s no rules in his world. He breaks them, never obeys, and it eventually becomes irritating. He enjoys it however, his game of tease and kill. His risk-taking self has another side to it. Every tough guy has their weakness, and his is to be outsmarted, and/or pushed to the limit. Vincent has a short temper, and doesn’t like to be beaten by his own game, so any word can drive him into a rampage. Dont be suprised if he swipes at you, either verbally or phsyically. Weakness is never shown, and he does a very good job at keeping a straight face, though it may burst into laughter. Ace is a jerk, or at least most of the time. He actually becomes protective, especially over people he comes to get to know better. Maybe even a little too protective. Seeing him in a calm state looks rather eerie, though it happens alot, you just get so used to him on your tail mocking you for everything you do. Though it may not look like it, Vince is extremely observant. He catches every mishap in a step, every mistake or slip in a sentence, and uses it to his advantage. His keen eyes always seem to be digging into your skin and watching your every move. You can say he’s a self-serving physcopath with no beneficial qualities, at least that’s what he makes himself look like.
o History.::. Growing up with no parents actually take a toll on you when you realize what life actually is. At the age of four, Vincent was abandonned on the streets like a dog. Dangerous streets, gangs robbing every house on the block and gunshots being a common sound. Not a pleasant way to raise a kid. He had to fend for himself, becomming a sly robber himself. No, not the big money-hacking ones, just stealing people’s pocketmoney and buying him a dollar ice cream cone every once in a while. He knew how to fire a gun at the age of six, and being taken in by gang members taught him life was full of death. He isn’t afraid to die, and became very bold in his stupid actions. Crossing train tracks and running across the street in a green light. He was a nuisance, unwanted in the city. And he grew up to be just like that. Nothing changed in him, he actually became more violent than before.
o When he was around 15, Vince was ambling down the street late at night. He wasn’t suprised when a group of guys came up behind him and tried to knock him out, but he wasn’t ready for it. Partially dazed, Vince instinctively shot a heavy punch in one of the mens’ jaw, breaking it with a loud snap. As the others drew nearer, he lost his temper and next thing he knew he had black fur and paws. The three men were reported killed by an animal, and that’s when they found out about his existence. Poor kid didn’t even know he was a shifter, until now. He spent a month running from them, causing havoc wherever he went. Seeing a wolf sprinting down the street caused many people to report the police on him, and eventually he was caught.
o Life wasn’t a crystal stair for Vincent before, and it sure as hell wasn’t any better now. The young boy never heard of the Menagerie’s existence, but once inside the building it was hell. The sun was a distant memory for months, he forgot what it looked like, what the world once was. All he knew was that he was trapped inside the building, forever, or at least until he died. He couldn’t wait for that. The cries of agony are quite common to him, and so are the battered wounds and faint scars tattered throughout his body. The pain was excruitiating, he hates the memory of the expieriments. Though he won’t show it, he actually fears the doctor, and only wants to stay in his cell. The only place he loves is his dark cell, and hopes to rot in there. Anything but die during a test. Somehow he made it through, and so did the others, but they weren’t just going to be freed like that? The sun burned after the months he took his first step out of the ominous building, and the fresh air stung his lungs. What came after that, he probably forgot, now he’s back stuck in a tiny cage again. What now? Pain till the death?
o Appearance In Discription.::. Vincent stands at 5’10, though he sometimes looks taller. His hair is a mixture of dark and light browns, a lighter shade in the sunlight, with a buzz-cut look or spiked up. His default expression looks as if he is slightly frowning, or concentrated and always observing something. His athletic build makes him lithe and muscular, but not to the sickening point. His eyes are a strange color, light brown with streaks of bright green, making him the “Greedy Green-eyed Monster” as they say. His square jaw sharpens his face into a more serious look, his skin a neutral/darker brown.
o Theme Songs
Linkin Park – The Catalyst
Breaking Benjamin – Give Me A Sign
Skillet – Monster
o Photo, Human.::. i565.photobucket.com/albums/ss93/djmac15/rejected/rejected-1.jpg

* Photo, Shifter Form.::. Grey Wolf i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu273/kaylaa199/OoXxW0lVesxXoO/3993286361_c32407a741.jpg



[[Pictures are edits only... the original pictures do not belong to me]]

* Birth Name.::. Lucian Alemeth Ombra (Light Hiding In The Shadows)
* Nickname.::. Luci, Luc (mostly Luc... Luci would be a pet name for the girls maybe... more a girlfriend)
* Age.::. 18
* Sex.::. Male
* Attraction.::. None
* Beloved.::. None
* Soul partner.::. None
* Siblings.::. Older brother are dead, younger sister is missing.
* Parents.::. Dead
* Offspring.::. None
* Personality.::. Quiet, calm, timid most of the time. Luc is a rather introverted, keeps to himself and doesn't really trust others much. He's been described as your typical low self-esteem emo teen. When someone actually makes a real attempt to get to know him, however, they'll realize he's a very kind, caring individual and will stick up for those he cares about, He can, on rare occasions, loose his temper. This is mostly when people are being 'stupid' in his eyes. Due to his slightly low self-esteem he puts others above himself and will put himself in danger in order to protect those he cares about and those he feels are more 'important' then himself.
* History.::. Luc's parents, older brother and younger sister were all shifters. When Menagerie attempted to come and capture the three kids the parents tried to stop them as well as his older brother. His parents and brother were killed in the fighting and he has no idea where his sister is anymore. He use to be a lot less quiet and such back then but after that happened he receded into himself as if afraid of getting close to others and loosing them.
* Appearance in description.::. Luc has bleach blond hair, the brown roots starting to show. He has his bangs long, covering one eye a bit in a rather emoish type hairstyle, something he'd just liked before. He's not overly built but not a complete weakling either. He's short for his age and looks somewhat younger then he actually is. He has a scar on his left side from getting grazed by a bullet when Menagerie came for him and his family.
* Theme song(s).::. No pop. At all. I'm sure you can widen your horizons, and it has nothing to do with me disliking pop. I’ve just heard it way to much already.
* Photo, Human.::. img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/Shanra/LucianOmbra.png?t=1285390543 - Original picture seems to be by Mimi from myhairemo.blogspot.com
* Photo, Shifter Form.::. Pigmy Parrot img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/Shanra/LucPigmyParrot.png?t=1285390541 <-- original picture from Parrots.org by Rob Hutchinson


Clouded Tiger img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/Shanra/LucienCloudPanther.png?t=1285390543 - Original picture seems to be by Cassandra from Wildlife-animal.blogspot.com

[Shadow_Assassin01]

98 days ago
Medium
Joyful1y-is-back


Useful
Cute
Funny
Inappropriate


◦Birth Name.::. Jessica Tayt Hammer

◦Nickname.::. Jess is fine, although those who know me well enough call me Hammertime, as sort of a joke.

◦Age.::. 18

◦Sex.::. Female
•Relationships

◦Attraction.::. Pa-leeze. Are you serious?

◦Beloved.::. Not a chance.

◦Soul partner.::. Good look with that one.

◦Siblings.::. I had a brother Jack… I really don’t want to talk about it.

◦Parents.::. … Dead.

◦Offspring.::. O.o
•Note their…

◦Personality.::. (I love using song lyrics to describe a person, and so…)

She never slows down.
She doesn’t know why but she knows that when she’s all alone, feels like its all coming down
She won’t turn around
The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down

She won’t make a sound
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears whispering if she stands she’ll fall down
She wants to be found
The only way out is through everything she’s running from wants to give up and lie down.

Jessica lives life on the edge. She takes risks, often staring death in the face, just barely making it out alive. Still, when she does this, she is never alone. She cannot stand to be alone. Although this is true, she often stands back, staying out of the conversation although she will listen in, staying behind the crowd although she could take a part of it if she wants to. The constant shadow of her looming past hangs over her every day, and life is just tugging at the strings of her emotion. She had not cried in years, and she refuses to. She feels that tears are a sign of weekness, although sometimes, she wants desprately to do so. Still, she rarely stands up for herself, as much as she takes risks. She feels like if she tries to stand up for herself, and stand up in the hard times, that she will only be knocked back down with no one else to help her, for who would want to help her? Part of her just wants to die, just to drift away and end the pain, forever.

◦History.::.

◦Appearance in description.::. She makes tall people look short. Standing at 6’1’’ even, she is exeedingly tall for a girl. She grew until she was 14, and of course had to deal with the nearly constant ridicule that came with being six feet tall when just starting high school. That was nothing, of course, compared to her father, who was 6’2’’ and her two older brothers, one being 6’6’’ and 6’8’’. She is thin to the point of she was accused several times of being anorexic, however it is do to a condition called Marfans Syndrom that ran in the family. The symtoms were not very severe, thankfully, other than causing abnormal hight and weight, causing her family to be strangely tall and strangely thin. Her eyes are an emerald green bright, practically glowing, and are by far the most striking feature that she has. Her hair is a rather plain light blonde, no natural highlights or anything. She has exeedingly pail skin without a blemish in sight, and lightly colored lips to match. It seems that her eyebrows could use a plucking, and perhaps her nails could use a trimming, but beauty does not seem to matter to this girl, although if she tried to look pretty, she could surely succeed. She is beautiful if she wants to be, but she rarely wants to be.

◦Theme song(s).::. Stand in the rain Legacy Someday (for that one, I could not find a video, so the lyrics are the 3rd one down.

◦Photo, Human.::.
photobucket.com/images/blonde%20girl
images.free-extras.com/pics/g/green_eyes-1584.jpg

◦Photo, Shifter Form.::. bald eagle i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae125/joyful1y/2106992946_f1e4e8c709-1.jpg
•General information

◦Birth Name.::. Zacheria Samuel O’Rielly

◦Nickname.::. Zeke.

◦Age.::. 19

◦Sex.::. Male
•Relationships

◦Attraction.::. Nadda

◦Beloved.::. Nope

◦Soul partner.::. Hahahhahahha

◦Siblings.::. It’s so cute how you think that I had a family.

◦Parents.::. Like I said. I am allllll alone, always have been, always will be.

◦Offspring.::. Now you are just being rediculous.
•Note their…

◦Personality.::. (I love using song lyrics to describe a person, and so…)

He was a simple boy, he just liked to have fun
He never wanted to be just like his dad was
He was a dreamer but he had never had none
Who made the most of his life but never had one

“I never really was that good in school. Didn’t answer questions, broke the rules
My teachers thought I was a hopeless fool… all right.”

“I dont know how but I made it through, its one of those things you gotta do
I always had a knack for telling the truth.”

He was a single boy he could never slow down
He always wanted to leave but didn’t know how
He was a dreamer who seemed to never break ground
Who spent most of his life in a small town

Wastin so much time…

Zeke is not the brightest lightbulb in the pack. Still, brains are not everything. Zeke was known for dreaming. He spent his days in school doodling, which probably is why is not the brightest, but of course, he is so compeltely honest. This is one of the few people that you can share secrets with, and he will not tell if it cost him his live. He is completely trustworthy. Will he lie to keep a secret? Yes. But will he always tell you the truth? Yes. Sound impossible? Yes. Is it? Absolutely not. Nothing is impossible in the mind of Zacheria O’Rielly.

◦History.::.

◦Appearance in description.::. Zeke is about 5’11’, standing tall, but still not as tall as Jess. His hair is a light, caramelly color, shagging down just above his eyes. His eyes are a deep, chocolatey color, warm and inviting. His smile is rather charming, although he does not usually smile, and of course, he has the cutest dimples. He has the stubble of a beard beginning to grow, a little less than a five o’clock shadow. He is rather thin but muscled, which can be told immidiately after a single hand shake, for he has quite the grip.

◦Theme song(s).::. Head on Collision One Think I Have Left (<<this one fits with the rp the best) Wait and See

◦Photo, Human.::. rachel24.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/chace-crawford.jpg

His eyes.

◦Photo, Shifter Form.::. tiger i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae125/joyful1y/tiger-attack-1.jpg





91 days ago
Medium
Avery-Stay-Brutal


Useful
Cute
Funny
Inappropriate

laughs Nice Ed and No worries Joy. AVERY IS JOINING NOW!

* General information
Birth Name.::. Gale William Walker
Nickname.::. Just Gale, although I have been called other things.
Age.::. 19
Sex.::. Male

* Relationships
Attraction.::. Nah
Beloved.::. Well… no.
Soul partner.::. I doubt that will ever happen.
Siblings.::. Blaze.
Parents.::. Out of the picture. Mom’s dead. Dad’s in jail… maybe even dead I’m not sure.
Offspring.::. Hell No.

* Personality.::.
Gale is a tough stand-offish guy. He is mysterious and secretive and don’t let ANY BODY in.He takes care of his friends. and destroy my enemies. He’s highly aggressive and not much is known about him. Gale’s loyal, and brave. but he doesn’t take kindly to new-comers. He is a solitary, stay the hell out of my way kind of guy. is extremely aggressive and stubborn.. Gale’s a natural leader. He is cunning and sly. He is straight out — sheer power. once you upset him things get ugly. he’s sort of arrogant, and very protective. He likes to think he’s all that, but even he knows all armor has it’s weak points.
* History.::. I moved here when I was 10. I lived in California before that. My Dad’s in prison… or he was. I’m not sure if he’s still alive. My Dad’s in jail is child abuse and murder. He abused all three of us, and so did my mother. My Dad ended up killing my sister, Leah when I was 17. I haven’t seen him since the day he was put away. My Mom was a drug addict, and she died of an overdose just before my Dad was arrested. Blaze and I, not legally adults, — although we had been through more than most adults have. — were put in an “orphanage”. Blaze was adopted by the Austen family, that’s why his last name is different. I wasn’t But I left when I was 18, which was only 5 months after I was put there. I lived on my own, met Kitara when Iwas 19. After I turned 20 I discovered how small the world can be. She was Blaze’s adopted Mother’s friends daughter… confusing I know. Well Blaze’s “mom” passed away, and he left home along with Kitara. The three of us got together. We lived that way for a while. Blaze and I often didn’t see eye to eye, and we fought constantly. One day we got into a fist fight, and Kitara was having some trouble pulling us apart which was rare. Then he came, killed her and… and now we are… well here. [Gale discovered he was shifter when he was 9. At a school trip to the zoo. He felt a connection with the lions, and then suddenly he was one.]
* Appearance in description.::. Gal’s muscular and rugged. His short dark brown hair compliments his dark green eyes. He’s tall 6 3 to be exact.
* Theme song(s).::.
Photo, Human.::. media.onsugar.com/files/ons/217/2171425/41_2008/chace_crawford300.jpg
Photo, Shifter Form.::. farm4.static.flickr.com/3179/2607656157_0c8366f9c5.jpg
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* General information
Birth Name.::. Blaze
Nickname.::. Blaze. Sometimes people call me Blazey.
Age.::. 19
Sex.::. Male

* Relationships
Attraction.::. Um.. well yes.
Beloved.::. Well… no.
Soul partner.::. Nah
Siblings.::. Gale
Parents.::. Out of the picture. Mom’s dead. Dad’s in jail… maybe even dead I’m not sure.
Offspring.::. Hell No.

* Personality.::.Blaze is an all out musician. His passion for both animals, and music make him who he is. He’s really nice and funny. He can be a little reserved at first, and he’s really quiet when he’s working on his music, but once you get to know him he’s an awesome guy. Once he gets mad, he’s mad, but he’s often the one to calm Gale down, and keep him out of fights, but that doesn’t make him a peace keeper. As stated in the history, he and Gale don’t see eye to eye, and things between them can get ugly even if they are both fiercely protective of each other.
* History.::. I moved here when I was 8. I lived in California before that. My Dad’s in prison… or he was. I’m not sure if he’s still alive. My Dad’s in jail is child abuse and murder. He abused all three of us, Leah, Blaze and I, and so did my mother. My Dad ended up killing my sister, Leah when I was 15. Beat her to death. I haven’t seen him since the day he was put away. My Mom was a drug addict, and she died of an overdose just before my Dad was arrested. Gale and I, not legally adults, — although we had been through more than most adults have. — were put in an “orphanage”. I was adopted by the Austen family, that’s why my last name is different. They were okay. They treated me well but I didn’t open to up to them much. It wasn’t… It wasn’t really home. I met Kitara when I first go there, and her and I clicked. I twas almost like having Leah back, even if I had never been that close with her. We because best friends. I left when I was 18, after my adopted mom passed away, along with Kitara’s Mom. I was stunned to discover Kitara knew Gale. We lived that way for a while. Gale and I often didn’t see eye to eye, and we fought constantly. One day we got into a fist fight, and Kitara was having some trouble pulling us apart which was rare. A man came up, pulling Gale off of me, and just like that he pulled Kitara in, slit her neck, and sedated Gale and I. [Blaze discovered he was a shifter while camping one night with Kitara and Gale.]
* Appearance in description.::. Blaze is smaller than his brother. He’s tall as well but only about 6 foot. His got muscle on him but he’s thin, kind of speedy. His lighter brown hair is short and stick up a bit. His gold-brown eyes are similar to the yellow ones he has as a panther.
* Theme song(s).::.
Photo, Human.::. 25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7bwmwBMkI1qzuopzo1_400.jpg
Photo, Shifter Form.::. …

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The clatter of chains and the yells from behind the wall where muffled and eerie as, Fox tried to open her eyes. Her mind was still spiraling in circles when she looked around the dark space she was in. Everything was dark, and damp. The only light, came from small slits of windows on the top of the walls. But something was off. A muffled running sound came from beneath her and everything seemed to be moving. Moving? Kiara was in a truck, chained to the walls along with all the other shifters around her. The day had finally come when the Menagerie would move everyone and everything to a new location.

Resting her hand on her forehead Fox sat up. She couldn’t move much because she was chained up by her wrists, but thee was enough leeway on them for her too sit up. She groaned and blinked her eyes a few times in order to clear her vision.

“Ughh…..” was the first thing out of her mouth, and was thee last for a while, till she could register everything that was going on around her. Im in a truck, chained, and with all the others. I don’t remember anything before now, and my head hurts.

“Damn that doctor!” she hissed, through her teeth. He’s doing that stupid move again!

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Hana groaned as she woke up. She looked around, but it was rather dark. All the others seemed to be in their human forms, but Hana was in her fox form. Instead of chains on her wrists, She had one around her neck. She pulled against it and nearly choked herself. “Fox!” She squeaked, looking around for her best friend.

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YEAH JOY!! when ur done just jump in whenever

Everything was dark, and damp. The sound of a muffled engine rumbled below Fox’s body. She was laying down on her back, and trying to remember where she was and why. Nothing made sense, and she couldn’t think back at all. Everything was moving around her, swaying and making her feel sick.

“Ugghhh…what?” was all she could manage to say, when she thought she heard someone call her name. Putting a hand on her forehead she opened her eyes and saw that she was chained to the wall by her wrists, with little leeway to move around, as where all the shifters in the truck with her.

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“Fox is this it?! Is this the move?!” Hana asked franticly, tugging at the chain around her neck. She tried to pull down, so that her head would slip out, and she was only getting it little by little

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“Yeah, this is it.” Fox huffed rolling over and sitting up, as she looked down at her chains. Good God, I can’t believe they’re doing this again. This wasn’t the first move Fox has been in one of these moves. In fact this was her fourth. And to be honest she was really getting sick of it. Dr.Crawford was losing his mind yet again, but trying to move so many people to a new location all at once.

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edit CRAP! I just realized i hit cancel instead of save! Augh now I need to type up those descriptions again.

A girl sat slumped in a corner, completely unconcious, that is, until the truck they were riding in hit a large pothole, sending her a few inches in the air. It was not the take off which woke her up, but the landing, so to speak, when she slammed her head against the side of the truck. “ahhh” She barely whispered, the sharp pang of agony quickly coursing through her vains. She raised a hand to her head, as it was spinning with virtigo, and was only faintly aware that she was shackled to the sides of the truck, her arms and legs heavily chained. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her throbbing head.

A boy, not far from this girl, also sat in silence, although he had been awake for quite some time. He only kept his eyes shut tightly, in a very believable manner to give him the appearance that he was sleeping.

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Hana whined and growled and then whined some more, finally giving up and switching to her owl form just long enough to get out of the chain before switching back into her tiger form. She ran over to Fox and curled up in her lap. “What happens now? are we still going to have apartment building things like before?”

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Looks up at Joy and narrows eyes at Your like two inches taller than me xD you’re still weak though >.> so HA

Hana I think they just have one form to shift into remember

Vincent was in a deep sleep, until the floor beneath him began to move and he heard faint voices. His head jerked up, his eyes blinking through the darkness as he tried to find his bearings. His right ankle and right wrist ached, and he glanced down to see a small metal chain forbidding him to move much. His left wrist was free, except for his other foot that was also chained. A low grumble-like growl escaped his clenched teeth, he wasn’t going to waste any energy now trying to free himself. Most of his energy, if there was any left, was drained from him all that time he had been trapped in the Menagerie. The experiments fatigued him, and only pain came to him as he had annoyed the others with his horrible nature.

As his pupils accustomed to the dim light, Vincent could make out the outline of the others also chained to the wall. He didn’t know what and where he was chained to, probably a car or something, but it was uncomfortable and he hoped he would be back in his dark cell soon. He liked that cell, he would actually be left alone there and he remembered how he often tuned out everyone else. Though it was boring, at least it was better than being strapped to those miniature cages in the lab. He never had done anything exciting in his life, and having a purpose as why he was here would be nice. When he was placed in the Menagerie, it gave him something to do, and he was probably the only one who didn’t really care if he was there. Maybe he was just loosing his sanity.

Ace recognized Hana’s high voice, followed by Fox’s, and he turned to face them. What the hell was The Move? Were they being released?. A faint grin parted his confused expression at the thought; they weren’t going to be released like that. Vince sat up, resting his elbows on his knees and watching the two talk. “What’s the Move? Are we going to Hawaii or something?” His grin was wider now as he spoke, keeping his gaze on Fox for an answer.