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Roleplay Update:

Emerwyn starts dying on the cliff:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=1140486&page=6

RP Update

Emerwyn's illness is shot down by the cold Doctor
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=1140526&page=46

Roleplay Update

Undesired meeting at the river. Emerwyn's British?!
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=1140494&page=1

Roleplay Update: Entertainment Room. Awkward introductions.

((This one was done in a chat room, so it's a little wonky.))

Awen:
Awen was tinkering with some wires on the Tv in the entertainment room. She went down to the room to explore and found that it had a kickin' TV and an xbox. She was appauled by the Doc though, sure the xbox was nice and all but what's an entertainment room with only one gaming system? Awen was currently plugging in her Game Cube to the TV. She had brought all of her games down and decided to share. Except for her PS2. She plays that too much to rreally give that up so easily. She was pulling back and turned the TV on. She flipped channels a few times and pressed the power on the game cube. "Aha got it!"
Emerwyn:
Emerwyn wasn't certain of what she thought when she entered the entertainment room. She never played video games, and avoided television whenever possible. She did watch some movies. But what she was really looking for was the one material thing she lived for - books. There were a few scattered about, but the selection wasn't too good. In fact, she was disgusted at the number of electronics as compared to literature. With a sigh, she searched the shelves. Most of the books she'd already read, but she picked an old favorite, Brave New World. Then she remembered how much she hated the ending, and she put it back.
Jamal:
Jamal sauntered into the entertainment room, his expression one of suspicious inquiry, a partially deflated basketball tucked under one arm. He hadn't yet taken a proper tour of the village and figured the rec center to be the best place to start with. Besides, it looked like it might be bustling with activity...and girls, of course. His gaze did a broad sweep of the room, mentally taking inventory of the electronics. It was rather disappointing considering how fancy the main building had been. He half expected a damn rollercoaster or a huge entertainment system. The black man gave an audible grunt of annoyance and a snort.
Emelyn:
"Good lord, Captain Morgan- I can't follow you everywhere." She'd been at the orange majesty's beck and call all day, ever since the wee crack of the morning when she'd awakened to find the cat of the mellow-going islander mewling at her door. Now, he was persistant that she follow him into the gameroom and so she did, sighing as she went, and scooping up the orange beast as soon as they made it through the door. Only then did she realize- she'd never been in there before. And at least one of the current occupants... she'd never met before.
Awen:
Awen hadn't honestly noticed anyone else in the room until she heard the destinctively male grunt somewhere behind her. She finally turned away from the TV, now proudly displaying the GameCube menu screen, and saw three distinct people she had never met before. One near the bookshelves she sort of recognised... but she couldn't figure from where. Maybe she was the person by the river? Awen let the thought go because it didn't really matter that much. The other two, however, she knew she didn't know at all. She slowly stood up and smiled. Not knowing which of the three to adress she deided to just address everyone. "Um well... Hello. I don't think I've met any of you yet." She said seeming to be rather bouncy-cheeful. honestly she had been in a much better mood lately. "I'm Awen" She knew she probably looked like a complete dumby just annoucing something to the room like that, but she wanted to know as many people on the island as she could. Friends were the only thing that was probably going to get her through this whole experience anyway. But she blushed a little bit in the few seconds of silence that always happened in situations like that.
Emerwyn:
Emerwyn was re-brousing through the book, trying to remind herself why she hated it, so she might give herself another shot at it, when a young lady's voice addressed the room. She spun around quickly. She was feeling rather jumpy for some reason. She saw the blue-haired girl who had disappeared at the river. She seemed to be in higher spirits today. Though the greeting was indeed awkward, Emerwyn complied. "Hello. I'm Emerwyn. We'd met by the river the other day." While waiting for a response, she skimmed more books, finding many on animals. Perhaps Moreau wanted to educate the islanders so that they can get used to their new bodies, and how they'll function. She wondered if she should do some research, for future reference...
Jamal:
Jamal cocked a brow lazily at Awen as she gave the entire room a mass greeting, a spark of mischief flashing in his eyes as he casually checked out all of the ladies present. One he recognized as Emelyn, whom he shot a wink to in hopes of catching her eye. The other two...well...the blue haired one looked a bit young and a little more eccentric than what he was used to. Not many brothers in Detriot had strangely dyed hair. The second woman seemed to be about his age, so he also shot her a wink and sauntered more towards the center of the room to be a bit more involved. "Whatup ladies," he drawled slyly. "Da name be Jamal...but yous can call me whateva ya like."
Emelyn:
Emelyn took steps into the heart of the room, the orange tabby settling all his weight into her arms as she did so. It felt like a meeting of strangers- for although she'd met Emerwyn and Jamal before, they were one-time, bizarre encounters. The blue haired girl near the television, the one who'd spoken up to be introduced- was brand new, as far as she knew. "Emelyn," she said warmly, "And I'd shake your hand, except there's a cat sitting on it." She laughed, and turned to Emerwyn. "I'm glad to see you up and about. Moreau must have patched you up." She'd noted Jamal's wink at her- but for some reason, she felt strange entertaining flirting... after what had happened with Ambrose the night before.
Awen:
Awen smiled slightly more from learning everyones name. She glanced to Emerwyn, though Amaya had told her name to Awen she'd forgotten it in the rush to get away from the water and they hadn't really formally met but... technicalities didn't really matter. She just felt the awkwardness in the room and wondered what she should do now? Well... you started it Awen you'd better get yourself out of it, she thought to herself. But honestly she knew she should have just kept quiet. What was she thinking anyway? She noted Jamal, who had winked at the other two women in the room but not her. Not that she was surprised really, Awen didn't think she'd wink at someone who had just tried for a mass introduction either. But enough thinking time for speaking... Awen flustered a little bit with words. She hadn't planned that far ahead. She looked tothe cat in Emelyn's arms. Oh hey a tabby would be a cool thing to turn into to.... Wasn't she supposed to be speaking...? "Um well, nice to meet you all. Sorry for the... weirdness.... New, nervous and...uh yeah... I'll just go and.. uh.." She felt herself going red to her ears soe she just turned and crouched back down by her games. "stupid..." She mumbled to herself as she sorted through the stack of games deciding which one to put in.
Emerwyn:
Emerwyn saw the man across the room wink at her. She smiled wryly at him. Turning now to Emelyn, she said, rather cynically, "Oh, the Doctor patched me up all right." She realized the lighting in here took away from the skeletal look her face bore in broad daylight. Otherwise Em would've plainly seen that Emerwyn was far from being "patched up." Now, she turned her attention fully on the young Awen. The poor girl must have it so hard... As do we all... She abandoned her books and sat down beside her. "It's alright." She placed a hand on her shoulder. It was finally her turn to lend a hand and an ear. "We're all in this together."
Jamal:
Okay, Jamal's ego was effectively knocked down a few pegs when all he got was a smile from the strange older woman and hardly an acknowledgement from Emelyn. Jamal decided perhaps to check out the TV and gaming system was his best option for now. Besides, he did have some pretty wild gaming skills depending on the system. He nonchalantly tossed his deflated ball into an empty chair and hovered over Awen's shoulder, watching her paw through the games, hoping to see something familiar or potentially fun. A good shoot'em up kind of game maybe. He checked Emerwyn out, not all that discretely either, whilst he pretended to be absorbed in watching for something to peek his interest.
Emelyn:
"Oh, well, I'm glad he did something..." Em said in a tentative voice to the back of Emer's head as she spoke softly to Awen- having noted the sarcastic tone in Emer's voice but not knowing quite what she meant by it. She'd also noticed that Awen had given Captain Morgan a look... which she mistakenly figured was a desire to pet or see the furry beast. So she released him onto a couch so all could enjoy the animal. Then she looked at Jamal- achingly aware that she was the only changed person in this room, and perhaps the only changed person he'd met. It made her feel a little self-conscious- after all, here was a man who probably just figured she was a freak... but in typical Emelyn fashion, she buried the insecurities and walked towards the other gamers.. "I hope that thing has four controllers."
Awen:
Awen gave Emerwyn a small smile and a muttered thanks. She looked over her other shoulder noticing the big man hulking over that shoulder. She was feeling both happy and awkward as she flipped through the games at being in the middles of all these people now. She pivoted a little bit laying the games out infront of the others so they had a better view. She grinned up at Emelyn when she spoke. "What kind of gamer goes without enough controllers? Especially on the GCN, really it's more of a party system than anything else... nintendo is notorious for making the most and sometimes best fun multiplayer games. Though...nothing really beats out Halo2 in my opinion nintendo likes the more fun party games, mario party, super monkey ball...that kinda thing." She had converted her own awkwardness into a possitive rambling about gaming. "But I don't limit my game buying to those, I've got like resident evil somewhere here.... but if you're all looking to play...." She trailed off, only Emelyn had really said anything about playing. Emerwyn was jsut there to comfort and she didn't really see Jamal as the "party game" type. She just pushed the games out for the others to pick and fell silent again.
Emerwyn:
Emerwyn was certainly not the gaming type at all. She'd never played. Except for one time that Noah, the grown-up child that he was, had brought his video games to the bookstore for them all to play. She was lost completely and had no desire to pursue the activity ever again. She also felt the need to leave, because the poorly spoken man was looking her over as a shopper looks at different slabs of meat. Once again, she became very aware of how much less conservative her new clothes were, and she cursed Moreau and his personal tailor. She'd been leaning forward slightly, too, and she quickly sat up, wondering where her coat was. With all of this discomfort, she simply smiled awkwardly; this island was driving her crazy. This was the second time she'd been at a loss for words. "If you'll excuse me, video games really aren't my thing." At last! she found her voice. She stood up slowly, giving a pat to Awen, and returned to her bookshelves.
Jamal:
"Resident Evil is ma game," he said enthusiastically after picking through her rambling and locking onto the familiarity of the previously mentioned game. "s**t, me and ma dawgs tear that game UP." For the moment, he had forgotten about either Emelyn or the woman whom one'd think he'd just assaulted with his mere (if not somewhat wandering) gaze. He vaguely heard her declare her distaste for gaming and heard her retreat away from the group, but didn't look up. Instead, he grinned at Awen in approval and clumsily knelt down to check out what she had there. Finally he had something to do other than sit in his room and smoke up whatever remaining pot stash he had left or try to place one-on-none with his partially deflated basketball which he had cleverly tried to fix with duct-tape when he was still living in Detriot.
Emelyn:
"I've played games like this occasionally..." Em said, rifling through the titles with her almost claw-like nails- hoping that the scratch they made on the cartridges didn't disturb anyone. "But really, my favorite thing to do with gamers is to watch someone else play. ...My sister used to play things like... Final Fantasy and Tomba. I was in charge of the instruction booklets, and I'd keep her company while she'd play. Keep the boring parts like leveling up from making her not want to play anymore. ...The memory stung, a little- and so did mentioning Mizzie. But she was going to have to start bringing the memory of her sister back into her every day life, if she ever wanted a chance to get over her death. This island was a strange place to 'move on'... but at least it was a definite starting point from a completely different perspective. Em sat on the couch and allowed the tabby to get back in her lap, drawing her legs up into an indian-style pose and settling back against the cushions. "Play away... 'dawgs'," she said jokingly, raising one brunette eyebrow pointedly.
Awen:
She nodded a bit to Emerwyn when she left the emidiate group. not everyong liked video games and she understood that enough. Maybe Emerwyn would like to borrow the book Awen had brought since she seemed so intent to find new books there. But she would ask her another time and grinned broadly at Jamal. "Good at Resident Evil huh? Maybe we'll just have to see about that sometime huh?" She looked over to Emelyn now on the couch She felt kind of bad that only one person wanted to partake in the gaming but she understood sometimes she liked it better just to sit adn watch others play. "Final Fantasy is the best RPG, I have from seven up in my room. Awen looked back to Jamal and nodded her head to the Game cube. "If you want just pop the RE in there okay? I was really just setting it up and making sure everything still worked. sometimes, ya know stuffed in a bag for hours controllers tend to get....busted. But feel free to play yourself?" She smiled a little bit.
Emerwyn:
Emerwyn felt no qualms at all about leaving the group. She'd come here to read, and after her friends all split up, reading had become a solitary activity. She finally decided on Frankenstein, she remembered thinking about it when she first arrived at the island, the feelings and vibes she had gotten. She really looked up to Mary Shelley, too. She also made certain she'd grab a couple of animal books. So, she blinded grabbed one, tucked it under Shelley and started to exit, hoping she wouldn't be noticed.

((The other players will probably have the rest, but I dropped out at this point))

You awaken from your dream in a sweat. Your fingers ache and your feet burn. You look at your hands and see the nails darkening and growing over the tips even as your fingers feel thicker because of it. When you look down at your feet you see something similar is happening, the nails seem to be growing and spreading. You realize eventually they'll become thick thick hooves.

Your ears ache as you feel them begin to scretch, even as they do something in changing inside, making them more sensative, you hear noises you didn't hear before and find yourself a little jumpy because of them. Your nose follows suite as you can smell things you couldn't smell before, though it doesn't seem to change much externally you can smell yourself, and you can smell the room you've been in. They don't quite smell the same and you can imagine it's the deer in you making you smell... different.

The nails finish hardening as a small tuft of fur grows between your busom followed by another significant amount of pain. Your tail bone legthens as the same itching that occured there occurs at the same time. Growing into a small tail.

You blink your eyes as they seem to change, the iris growing and darkening for much more of a doe-like appearance in them. Your tastes change as something happens internally, leaving you much more the vegetable eater. Even the grass outside you can barely smell smells tastey.

Finally, after hours of these changes occuring, you feel them stop, as you can completely tell that you aren't completely human anymore.

ROLEPLAY UPDATE

The first to see the change. Books.

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=1140526&page=49

Emerwyn almost ran up the stairs to her room, at least leaving the door into the building open for Ian.
"Just let me clean up a bit!" she called down the stairs, realizing she hadn't given him a reason as of yet for her rush to get to the room.
She dashed into the room, picking things up. She put everything back onto the nightstand, and did a hurried job of placing the bedding back on the bed. The photographs and scrap papers were thrown hell-mel into her precious book, which was placed onto the bed.
Emerwyn had decided to forget about the blood on the floor. After all, it's only a little bit. And it really wasn't that much. If she was lucky, he wouldn't even notice it.
"Come in!" she called. "I'll put the tea on." She was panting a little, and there was a stitch in her chest. She shouldn't have exerted herself like that, and she cursed herself for it.