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 Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 9:58 am
This RP is an Open, a Public. All you need you is join in! Before you post, put a little heading that lets other Questors know what stage you are at. All right? Lets RP!
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Duke - 75%
It was wet. And it was cold. And it made the subject leant against the window miserable. Where had the sun buggered off to? It was typical, you get the urge to go outside and all you get was rain. Rain rain, pioggia sanguinante! Heaving a sigh, the strangly shaped subject stood. On what appeared to be 4 legs. Duke's transformation was a strange one. It seemed to be leading him down the path of a tauric Caracal, and each morning Duke swore his need to be out in the sun intensified! Each morning, the strange, cat like features that looked back at him in his mirror only made him feel more and more wild, a need to be free and darting through the trees, out there... But only when the sun was shining. Pioggia sanguinante!! Why now? Of all times, why now? He had so much energy he felt like he would bounce off the walls!
"Odio l'energia..." Duke muttered darkly to himself. "Lo infastidisce appena!" Looking down the corridor behind him, Duke sneaked out a very rare grin of pleasure. Squatting low, Duke leaped and landed gracefully on two feet, swapping, before dashing up and down the corridor a few times. "Urgh! Non abbastanza spazio!" Huffing like a child, Duke returned to the window and glared out, humming the song 'Rain, rain go away'.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 10:17 am
~Christopher: 50%~
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Why are yo-o-ou looking gra-a-ave?
Are you thinking of something to sa-a-ay?
O-ooooooooooooo-o-ooooooooooooo!
Christopher walked along the corridor, listening to the music coming from his CD player. It was a rather dull and gloomy day outside. Heavily overcast skies with dark gray clouds and the rain pouring down. Not to mention it was one of the rare occassions where it was actually cold on the island. Definitely the type of day to prohibit any activity. His tail swishing back and forth, Chris contemplated what he could do to keep himself preoccupied before his next set of changes.
He had woken up with a new injection mark that morning and was planning to go for a hike in the woods and brisk it for the day. However, that was not possible. So he would have to stay cooped up inside either his duplex or the other buildings for the day. Considering he had a wonder lust, Christopher felt it best to go exploring in other buildings. At least he would not be trapped in his living quarters with nothing to do. To hell if someone gawked at him if he changes. Not like they haven't seen or experienced it before.
But his little exploration of the island's interiors was extremely boring... and everyone he knew was still in bed. It was probably due to the weather they were all sleeping in too. But he couldn't because he had gotten all excited for the plans he had in mind that morning. That and the knowledge he was going to advance in his transformation again soon. That's when Christopher noticed the feline taur in the corridor, sulking by the window and prancing around out of boredom.
'Looks like him and I have something in common,' Christopher smirked at his thought.
Chris approached the individual and decided to introduce himself by quoting the lyrics of the song he was listening to, "Why are you looking grave?"
He let out a chuckle as he said this, pulling the headphone plugs out of his canine ears.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 4:07 pm
((Bing: 0% with no idea what's going on.))
After walking through the forest from the boat, Bing stopped in front of a large building. It was the first sign of civilization on this godforsaken island since he crashed onto it. He wasn't so sure if it was real, or an illusion through his rain soaked eyes. It seemed real enough as he went closer. He stopped for a second. What was a building doing in the middle of nowhere?
The reasoning didn't run through Bing's mind, his dark blue Hawaiian shirt and jeans were getting soaked, and his backpack full of crap wasn't getting any drier. If he didn't get in now, he was going to die of hypothermia. It didn't cross his mind that the worse he was going to get was a cold, but hey, he wasn't a doctor. He was a-cubicle-worker-made-lottery-winner-made-stranded person-on-not-so-deserted-island, and he wanted to get the ******** inside.
"Hey!" he yelled from a distance, waving his arms for attention to the people who could possibly be looking out the windows, "Hey!" Oh come on, if it was a island like in the movies, the cameras would've spotted him and shot tranquilizer darts at him for interogation or something right now. If anyone was around, it was a pretty anticlimatic island.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 5:40 pm
Christopher's attention was drawn to the window when he noticed movements out of the corner of his eyes. There was a man standing out in the rain, getting drenched in the soaking rain. Not wanting the man to catch pnuemonia or something like that, the wolfman rushed over to the side door and opened it. "Hey, come on! Get inside now before you freeze to death!"
He held the door open, the chilling temperatures of the outside making his fur stand on end. What a miserable day outside. It was only going to get worse though as Christopher was not aware this was a newcomer as of yet.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 6:14 pm
That's a good sign Bing thought as he saw a figure in the distance telling him to come in. Maybe it wasn't one of those kind of islands with cameras that shot darts at you. Maybe it was one of those places where it was... a secret paradise or something for some of those rich people who really didn't like other people. (He quickly dismissed this, those kind of rich people wouldn't want him to come in.) Of course, maybe the figure was one of those survivors who didn't get eaten by dinosaurs of some weird amusement park that was shut down and made into a carnivore habitat...
Bing slapped himself, his thoughts were drifting again, he just wanted to get away from the damn rain. So his feet took him down to the building, his eyes wandering constantly to see if there were security cameras watching him. He didn't see any as he got down to the building...
Then he got to the door.
There was this wolf, guy, person, thing... At the door. Bing froze. You thought Little red riding hood had it bad, her grandmother getting eaten and all that, at least she had a basketful of food, and it wasn't raining, and she had a red hood, if it was raining. Bing was in the rain, stranded on a island, an island that happened to be some kind of werewolf preserve. God, what he would do to be little red right now, at least she could run to her nice, warm, house.
There was an ackward silence as Bing thought, he finally found his voice and said,
"Ahh.... Hi?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:05 pm
Christopher sighed when he noticed the man's hesitant behavior to enter once Chris was now visible to him. Rubbing the bridge of his muzzle between the eyes, he waved the man inside, urging, "Well get inside already before you catch your death!"
He didn't really want to deal with this right now, especially since he was due to change again anytime now. As soon as the man was inside, Chris stated, "So I take it you're new to the island. You have a lot to hear my friend. You better have a seat."
Sitting indian style on the ground, Christopher explained the activities/agenda of the island to the new arrival. He did it in a very nonchalant manner because he just felt very callused about the proceedings at this point and aggravted that it was going to be another one of those days. His reasoning at this point was to pull off like a band-aid, as quickly and painlessly as possible... well, painlessly for himself anyway. Chris would counsel the man depending on his reaction to what he told him.
"So basically you're now going to be the experimentation of a whacko doctor," Christopher ended the explanation. "Sorry to be the one to be the harbinger of bad news but it's best you know now. So, what's your name?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:26 pm
Bing took a seat on the ground, his sandeled feet pale from the cold. His legs streched out. The young man was staring at the wolvish man the whole time he was explaining the situation. He wasn't listening, he was busy trying not to stare, but trying not to look away as well. He caught a few patches of the explanation, like the doctor, and something about animals... Which he answered occasionaly with a "Yeah." and "I see." That was about it. And the name, had to give the guy a name....
"It's- It's B- Bobby King..." He said, his body shaking in from both the cold and fear of the situation, "You can call me Bing."
I'm introducing myself to a werewolf.... He thought to himself, Great, I think the cold's really got me now. Yeah, that was it, he's getting hallucinations and stuff, right? It had to be, some of those jumbled thoughts from the cubicle all these years have finally gotten together and decided to throw Bing on a loop. The best thing to do is just play along with it, right? That was the only thing he could do.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:43 pm
"You weren't paying attention, were you?" Christopher blunty asked. He gripped his forehead and let out an aggravted grunt. This one was either in denial or just liked to zone out. Chris just stood up and paced back and forth, kicking at the wall a few times. This was definitely going to be one of those days he would not enjoy at all.
Christopher then stated, "If you don't believe me, look down there..." as he pointed to the feline taur down the hallway, "...or touch the fur on my arm here. The situation is very much real if you can't accept it. By the way, you should change out of those clothes or sit by one of the heater vents to warm up. You don't need to get hypothermia. By the way, I'm Christopher Dunche."
At this point, Christopher didn't really care what Bing was thinking. It was one of the rare times where Chris was feeling very selfish and introverted, not really caring about the state of mind of someone else. But it was just one of those days that made one just want to withdrawal into themselves as it was about the only thing left to do.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:59 pm
Bing looked at him again and said, "I- I k-k-kinda..." He started, when the heater was mentioned he went, "Y- yeah" He walked over to the heater and let the waves of warmth spread over his body. He took off his shirt and revealed skin as white as a sheet from the rain. Bing took this time to slap himself out of whatever his mind had cooked up with him, but the room and the heater remained as well as Christopher the wolfman. Yep, this was real alright. Wonderful.
His shirt close to the heating vent, as well as his body, he began speaking normally, and tried to keep his wandering thoughts in check for a few moments, "Can you blame me? I've been out in the cold for who knows how long, and suddenly you..."
Bing started staring, and his thoughts started wandering off again. He gave himself another smack in the face, he was still talking to someone...
"Jeez, what happened to you anyway? You look like..." Bing couldn't find the words, he waved his hands in way that it seemed he was holding a invisible muzzle, "Yeah..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 8:13 pm
Christopher groaned and slightly banged his head on the wall a few times and explained the situation once more, this time in an agitated manner, "I just told you. Some psychotic of a doctor is bringing us here and giving us injections to change us into animal people. Simple as that."
Realizing he was being really harsh, Christopher looked down at the man sitting on the ground and apologized, "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be so irate with you. I'm just really aggravated right now... It's been a really sh**ty day so far and dealing with a someone new to the island is just not helping any. It's nothing personal."
He gazed at himself as he allowed himself to fall to the floor and have a seat once more. "I can't say I mind my changes as I've always loved wolves. But dealing with those damn screwballs and knowing they keep wrangling in more people each day is very frustrating, you know?"
"So, how did they get you Bing?" Christopher inquired.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 8:33 pm
"Oh..." Bing said, giving himself enough grip on his imagination to listen to the whole thing. It was like that book he read, that one with that island full of animal people and they gained the power of languge, he wanted to know if there was a "House of pain" like in the book. But given the seriousness of the situation, he decided not to.
"Don't worry about it." Bing said as Chris appologized, "I'm used to it, I piss people off just being around them at times."
He leaned closer to the heater and looked out the rain filled window wistfully, "It's not like I asked to be here, my boat just crashed onto shore, and now I'm here, talking to you. Shame, I kinda liked the idea being away from everyone else on a desserted island..."
Bing put on a smile and looked to Chris, getting used to the face he got back, "Guess not, huh?" He paused, "There a lot of people around here same as you?"
The delirium hasn't exactly gotten out of Bing's system. If it was, he would've been running the hell away right now. But the heat hasn't set into his brain yet...
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 8:12 am
((Sorry guys, unexpected trip to a friends >.o'' I'll make a long post to catch up.))
Duke had been nearly startled out of his skin when the smell of canine permeated the hall and the wolfish lad had come up behind him while he'd been glaring out the window. Hissing viciously, the feline half of his body arching as he back away from the wolf-man, Duke let his nails lengthen. His ears spun back though when shouting was heard outside. The wolf-man must've heard it too, as he went sprinting off for the door just down the hall. Duke hissed again when a blast of cold air swirled around his feline feet. He growled low in his throat as the wolf-man brought the new lad up to date and Duke leant against his window sill again, listening intently. When he was brought into the equation, he glared at the wolf-man, though the other continued regardless. Waiting for the new recruit to the good doctors cause to quieten down, Duke made his way down the hall, silver eyes glinting evilly. Duke hissed at the wolf-man again, his feline senses telling him the canine wasn't friend, though Duke personally hadn't met the dog before. He turned his silver eyes on the still human 'Bing'.
"How unfortunate..." Duke purred, black tipped blond hair fanning just above his chin, parted down the middle and brushed to either side quite stylishly. "Crashing here... tsk tsk tsk... Benchè piuttosto pazzesco." Duke chuckled and took a few steps, stalking, like he was assessing his prey. He leant forward and sniffed the man, making his decisions on the man from his scent. "Hm... You are smelling of cold and rain." Duke stuck his tongue out in a fashion of disgust and gazed down at the canine still sat on the floor. "As for you, you are most pazzesco, bringing the ragazzo here when you know what happens!" He growled and flicked a forepaw at him, claws extended. Duke turned his attention to the boy and smirked, one large canine appearing under his upper lip.
"Siete ora qui per il di lunga durata, ragazzo." Duke chuckled and turned, long, fluffy tail whipping Bing's legs. "Sfortunato. Benvenuto al foro dell'inferno."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 9:32 am
Rolling his eyes, Christopher shot back at the feline taur, "Don't hand me that s**t. I didn't know he was a new arrival until he got to the door, ok? Besides, he could have caught hypothermia out there. Would you rather have that? Stop with the being pissy sthick, will you? It's not intimidating... Just irritating."
"Not to mention," Christopher continued his little speech as he stood up and glared right into the feline's eyes, "It's not like most of the islanders shipwreck here, you know. Most of them are brought here by helicopter. So, unless you have some type of ESP that allowed to see he was a cast away, I suggest you get off my back about it right now. Not to mention, if you did have some ability, why didn't you just come to the door and tell him to f**king run for it..."
Chris let out a warning growl at the taur and just leaned against the wall, watching the uptight feline. He wasn't afraid of this person. In fact, Christopher would easily have the upper hand in a fight against him. All he would have to do is hop on the taur's back and attack him from the backside. Touching the injection mark on his arm again, Christopher just kind of waited in awkward silence for something to happen... whether it be a conversation, a fight, or his next transformation.
That's when Christopher heard Bing's question about if there were more people here. Chuckling a little, "What do you think after meeting the lively one over here? But yes, there's practically 100 people here having this kind of s**t done to them. Speaking of which, I'm due to change today since I got my latest injection so... I'm not sure you want to be around for that as that could be too much for you to take in at once. It's up to you really."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 10:00 am
Duke made faces will looking the other way, silver eyes rolling at the over-reactive wolf-man. Looking over his furred shoulder as the wolf-man continued his little speech, Duke overexaggerated a yawn and tapped his feline lips with a clawed hand.
"You seem to think I don't know that, lupo-uomo. " Duke snarled suddenly, turning on Chris. His large silver eyes glinted maliciously. "I may have been homeless out there, in the wide world, lupo-uomo, but I had a life. A life that meant something, if not to anyone else then to me!" He snarled, a yeowl rising with his voice as he spoke vehemently to the wolf-man. "Don't you dare preach to me about being stuck here." Duke glared, still standing a couple of inches away from the wolf-man. Even in his angered state he wouldn't touch the other, a wicked snarl on his features instead, pain gleaming just under the hard silver of the Caracal subject's eyes.
Snarling, Duke turned his long back on Chris, hands shaking only slightly in his anger and in his rememberance of the pain he had to go through. Placing his hands on the window sill, Duke stared out at the rain pounded forest outside.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 10:49 am
"Look, no one is forcing you to be in this corridor with us nor is anything forcing me to be here," Christopher suggested nonchalantly to Duke, motioning further down the corridor. "Plus, it's not like you were very inviting in the first place. You're just one of those types who likes to be antagonistic no matter what. I had a life too you know. You're not the only one who has had to endure this..."
"But unlike you, I'm choosing to deal with the situation instead of sulking. So why don't you just grow a f**king spine and stop with the drama king act already. Stop trying to intimidate me as well as it is not working. Why don't you try talking for once. I hear it does real wonders." Christopher's little spiel was very direct, cold, and sarcastic. He hardly had any respect for these type of people.
He then added in one last thing, "If you're so miserable, I'll tell you what. Why don't I quote some lyrics for you: If you choose to pull the trigger. Should your drama prove sincere, do it somewhere far away from here. So in other words, if you want to talk, we'll talk. But if you only want to b**th, whine, and complain, then just do it somewhere else because I'm not in the mood for it."
While Christopher was being insensitive, he was also trying to reason with the taur to make him realize there was no point in standing alone in this situation or having such a fued. Chris sighed again and turned his head to the side, staring out the window. He was tired of talking for the moment. He had said enough as it was. Even he was tired of hearing himself talk by that point. Seeing the rain streaming down the windows, Christopher just wished desperately the sun would come out. Otherwise this day was going to be pretty miserable.
But then he realized something... "By the way, what's your name even? If I'm going to be viewed as an enemy, I would at least like to know who I'm being considered as such by."
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