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[oliver]

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Monsters Like Us

LORE

It's been 40 days since the great escapade: leaving behind an old life of confinement to seek out freedom. Scientists who felt as if their careers had become something against their morals teamed up with their monster experiments to break out of the lab that was all holding them hostage to an unfulfiling life. Creatures of all danger levels including low-risk, mid-risk, and high-risk have put their trust in their previous captors, regardless of the treatment they faced, in order to pursue this opportunity. But, with the new independence comes responsibilities of protecting it. The search for the haven will be a long and difficult journey, but the aid of others will make it all the easier.

Monsters Like Us surrounds a group of monsters and scientists on an alternate earth with the same goal in mind: survive. Now that they have successfully managed to escape the lab, the new task is to find a place to settle down in the dangerous wastelands between human civilizations.

RULES

1.) LITERACY Please be literate. This means having good grammar, spelling, and proper syntax.

2.) POSTS Please be able to post at least twice a week. If this becomes a problem once or twice, just let everyone else know you won't be able to. Otherwise, you will be removed from the roleplay. There is no word minimum, but be able to manage a solid paragraph at the very least.

3.) RESPECT Please be respectful to your fellow roleplayers regardless. This should go without saying. No drama will be permitted.

4.) DISCORD Discord will be vital for OOC communication. It will be really helpful if everyone is willing to and has the ability to join the server.

5.) CHARACTERS Make sure monster are humanoid or have a humanoid form and are not overpowered. For example, characters with reality-altering abilities or ones that are immortal will not be allowed. Also keep diversity in mind as well the gender ratio of male and female. Of course, characters outside the gender binary are allowed. Anime or realistic art face claims should be used on character sheets.

6.) As always, RPN site rules apply.

ROLES

Scientist #1 closed | summerwine

Scientist #2 closed | oliver

Scientist #3 closed | darkborn

Monster #1 [low or mid risk] closed | Cosmos

Monster #2 [low or mid risk] closed | underuninterested

Monster #3 [low or mid risk] closed | Huntertabbysandshark3

Monster #4 [low or mid risk] closed | Toivoajarakkaus

Monster #5 [low or mid risk] closed | RedLeftHand36

Monster #6 [any risk level] closed | thespectacularstorm

Monster #7 [any risk level] closed | Fluffy-Kat

CHARACTER SHEETS - INTEREST CHECK - DISCORD

GMs Cosmos summerwine oliver

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[oliver]

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Monsters Like Us

DAY 40

It's been 40 days since the big escape. After a few scientists teamed up, they managed to leave the lab for good with what they considered to be minimal damage. Few deaths, limited destruction, and an in-tact truck got them about a weeks-worth of travel away from their starting point. Their new destination? Another lab. This one, however, had been abandoned 10 years prior after the project it was built for was seen as futile. While much smaller compared to the newer lab and is quite run down, there is still plenty of space between the sleeping quarters, observation rooms, and the breakroom. The scientists, with Luminara's power, even managed to power up the place. (Though, it is work in progress with frequent outages.) The group has been in the lab for 2 days now, leaving much to still be discovered.

CHARACTER SHEETS - INTEREST CHECK - DISCORD

GMs Cosmos summerwine oliver

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[summerwine]

Wendy Crawford

mentions: Cosmos
It's been about ten minutes since Wendy woke up this morning. She was staring up at the dark ceiling, blankets over her and cuddled up next to a sleeping Alieel. Wendy was twirling the ends of Alieels hair gently as she contemplated getting out of bed.
Laying like this with Aileel would've never been possible if it wasn't for this great escape. Wendy was so grateful to be with her and away from her horrible father and that torturous lab.
Wendy checked the time on her little silver wrist watch and grumbled. It was 6:30 am. Early. However, Wendy wasn't one to get up any later. Her body has adapted to a certain routine and apart of it was waking up at this time.
She gently moved her arm away from Aileel and kissed her forehead. She then sat up right and placed her feet on the cold floor. She attempted standing up without making much noise, but the old and unkept mattress made a "squeak" sound. Wendy flinched and took a step back, bumping into a nightstand with a few items on it. The nightstand wobbled and some of the items crashed onto the hard floor.
She looked down at the items and then quickly turned around to Aileel to check if she had awakened.
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[Cosmos]

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Alieel nuzzled closer into Wendy, her smooth scale like skin rubbing up against the woman's warm body, trying to absorb her heat. However as the source of her warmth moved away she curled up tighter, long tail wrapping around her body and slowly moving out from under the light covers, grabbing at the source of the sudden loud noise it flopped itself onto Wendy's shoulders. The appendage despite being extremely flexible and muscular, was surprisingly light just like the rest of the creature but its strength could cut off blood circulation if accidentally wrapped around someones arm or leg.

Slowly Alieel sat up, tail flopping off the woman as she was looking around with crimson red eyes blinking slowly, tilting her head curiously in the dark with her rather horrible eyesight. Letting out a wide yawn revealing her two rows of teeth and unhinging her jaw, she soon closed it again and looked over to the vague blur in the distance. Sniffing the air the girl smiled noticing her mates scent, crawling over on hands and knees she giggled a little, licking the others face with her overly long tongue and letting out a low purr like gurgle.

"A-Awoo.... Wewdoo" she let out in her usual baby like language, obviously trying to say something. 'Awoo' was her attempt at copying the humans 'I love you' and well, the latter was obviously an attempt at Wendy's name as was found by the scientists back at the facility.

The somewhat short creature was currently wearing one of Wendy's shirts. Not that there was anything to cover up below, she simply loved the scent. Mischievously she grabbed at the others glasses, placing them on before running off down the hallway holding them in her tail as she rounded the corner making it to the kitchen, blinking in the dark area she hid under the table. Long tail clearly flopped across the floor.

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[thespectacularstorm]

Luminara pretty much chose the generator room to sleep in. She sometimes discharges in her sleep so having the power cell nearby to feed off of it was less risky. She woke up and uncurled from the ball she was tucked in with a stretch. It was morning now and she wanted food. She didn't really care what it was as she wasn't an extremely picky eater, she just needed something to keep her stamina up. She also wanted to explore the base more as she had spent the past two days in the generator room powering the facility. Lumi was excited to see the others and learn more about how they function. Spending life in captivity with nothing but books and studies from behind a glass wall only could give so much. So, she got up off the floor and made her way deeper into the lab to explore.

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Bellamy was not a morning person. He hated waking up early and hated it more when he had to wake up to testing. Now that he was 'free', or as free as he could currently be, he didn't have to get up if he didn't want to. He rolled over on the old mattress he slept on for the night before pulling himself up. Nothing compelled him to move but his body willed it, not wishing to stay put any longer. He needed to run or get his systems going in some way. He needed to loosen up after so many sleepless nights. His hand came to his mouth to cover it before a dragged out yawn caught him. The mask the prior lab gave him was still present to cover his unorthodox mouth. It was something he wasn't comfortable with still even with being around other 'monsters'. His mouth was so wide that it looked like the lower half of his face was slit open even while closed. It made him look 'scary' according to the other scientists and Bell developed a bit of insecurity over the matter.

His head shook dismissing the thought as stretched out and made his way out of the room he and some of the others slept in. His bright blue eyes looked around but couldn't spot what they were searching for. The scientist who held his attention, Dr. Tchaikovsky, was nowhere to be currently seen. Bell formed a small habit of finding him and sitting nearby without saying a word to disturb him. He would just silently observe what the doctor was doing and appreciate getting to be nearby him, even if he wasn't always welcome. Bell searched for a good bit before finding the doctor seated at a table working on whatever he was doing. The little raven came and sat beside Valerie with tired innocent eyes, not saying much of anything as he usually would. He was sort of like Valerie's little lost pup in a way.
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[RedLeftHand36]

Leviathan
Tarry not, young lad, for thar be monsters here
With gnashing teeth and mishap mouth
That stretch from ear to ear
Tarry not, young lass, for thar be monsters here
With stretching arms and awful eyes
That see both far and near
Tarry not, young sailor, for thar be monsters here
With rotten stench and fouler thoughts
That know your very fear
The sea is full of many things, creatures large and small
Hidden 'neath the briny depths
Where unknown voices call
The sea is rather strange, and stranger still lies under
Whispers in your very dreams
As waves dash ye asunder
Things are often hidden, though one thing's very clear
Tarry not, O friend of mine
For thar be monsters her
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Forty days, and forty nights, with little sleep and rest, Leviathan carried onward. Through the shadows, through the night, Leviathan carried onward. It was unknown to him what was next, where they were going, but at this moment, these were the only people he could rely on. The only people he could trust. Those who took him from his home were justified. Those who locked him up were kind. Those were his thoughts before he realized he was nothing but an animal in a cage. And he detested it. He knew very little about those he followed, and less of those he journeyed with. But this was all Leviathan could do, and so... he carried onward.

In truth, he had no one but himself to blame for his inabilities. He could not speak like the others. He could not think like the others. All he could do was put faith in those that seemed to have broken his chains and let him breath the fresh air. Even through the suit meant to keep him alive in a land so different from his habitat, he felt revitalized by it in a way he never had before. He had taken this air for granted. And it was possible that he would again, later in his life. And although he hoped he wouldn't he had to focus on the here and now. Here at this... what was this place, exactly? He wasn't quite sure. It was not too unlike the place he was before, enough for him to recognize as such, but it obviously hadn't been used for some time. It certainly wasn't meant to cage him once again, at least. That, in the very least, offered a modicum of relief.

He did not sleep over the night. He merely stared at the door they entered through, sitting upon the floor in front of it, seemingly waiting, but it was absolutely uncertain for what. Leviathan himself did not know. He rocked slowly back and forth. Quite slowly, in fact, to a degree where is was only slightly noticeable. There was a certain anxiety within him, but he stayed quiet as he was. There was neither any point in making a fuss, nor an energy to do so. But, as he did, he carried onward, not of his feet, for now, but rather his will. Some small part of his mind was frightened. Not by what would happen, but as to what was thought. Was this just an experiment? Given some unknown amount of hope before it was cruelly snatched away? But he could not know. And he could not act. If he did, those in charge would be very unhappy with him. Would they punish him regardless? But if this was real, he could not simply run away from them. And if he confronted them , and they were innocent? In truth, the worst possible outcome. If he could shed tears, he would. For he knew nothing, and could do nothing. But at the very least, he could watch the door. Maybe, just maybe, he could keep them safe. And maybe, just maybe, he would not be seen a mere mindless beast to be feared.

Tired though he was, it seemed others were waking from slumber. He had kept up his low-frequency sonar for quite some time. His throat was strained from it. But for this chance, for these people, he would carry onward. But perhaps, now, now that others had rested, he could have some small reprieve from his self-appointed duties. Still, though, he watched the door.​

 

[Toivoajarakkaus]

Asmodeus | Asmo

The throbbing of blood in ears welcomed the former Cacodemon to the waking world, the sound of tendons singing in succession as the male stretched in the confines of a makeshift nest made from a flimsy blanket. It wasn't anything close to a real nest. But it was miles away from the thin excuse for comfort in his previous prison. Blinking away morning tears as he yawned, muscles popping, Asmodeus's luminescent teeth lit up the room for that split second. Unraveling from bed, the monster shivered at the cold air, still not used to how sensitive his new skin was. A hiss bubbling up from a dry throat. Announcing the pain shooting up his left leg as Asmodeus limped into the hallway towards the kitchen. The least he could do to help the group was to check their food supplies and hopefully make something to feed his companions since... He really couldn't do anything to help during the escape... the beast shook his head. Now was not the time to lose himself in such thoughts. Maybe he couldn't help much during the escape, it was only more reason to pull his weight in other ways. Before he would, he might as well check on the aquatic fellow on the way. Even while among them for 40 days, he had yet to truly understand his fellow escapees. Nothing, but the thoughts of how his crippled leg may being the reason for their recapture rang through his mind the 40 days. During this, the towering creature, even silent as he was, was a comfort. Call it strange. But strange was the new normal. Speaking of the creature in question, there he was, sitting before the entryway to their new home. He refused to call it anything else. And never anything to remind himself of the hell they escaped... his body was enough of a reminder... Enough about him, had the tentacled monster been sitting there overnight?

"Hello, Leviathan was it? Are you hungry this morning? I'm on my way to the kitchen to begin breakfast, maybe I can make you something?"

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[oliver]

VALERIE TCHAIKOVSKY

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Location: Abandoned lab

With: Alieel, Bellamy

Tags: thespectacularstorm

Dr. Valerie Tchaikovsky was seemingly very much alive. He sat at the table in the kitchen, a lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth that threatened to fall had he not been paying mind to its state.

The trick to appearing as if everything was okay was to keep a strict schedule, he'd come to realize. Rise at 4 AM every morning and go to bed at 10 PM. That was what a responsible, human adult would do. Despite no longer having to adhere to the strict rules of the new lab, Valerie still felt as if it was important to keep up with his routine as if to keep some type of normalcy for the others as well.

Sitting at the table, his gaze had been focused on the empty coffee cup. That was until Alieel came bolting into the room like a wild animal on the run, obviously having done something to mess with her mate. How could a monster and a human even form a relationship like that? Valerie didn't know and he couldn't quite find it in himself to care. The only moves the doctor made when Alieel had planted herself beneath the table was to put out his cigarette, leaving it inside the cup to wash out later.

It seemed as if others were intent on joining him as well. A monster he recognized as Bellamy enter the kitchen and promptly plant himself next to the doctor. In acknowledgement, Valerie hummed, sitting back in his chair. There wasn't much work to do now that he wasn't observing creatures and writing reports on them.

Ah... He should probably say something to Bellamy, right?

"Are you hungry, Bellamy?" He asked before he grabbed his coffee cup and went over to the sink to wash it out. After a proper scrub, the cup was set aside to dry and he leaned against the counter, his eyes intent on Bellamy as he waited for some sort of response.

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[Huntertabbysandshark3]

evan
interaction: thespectacularstorm​

Evan had decided to spend the night as most. just wondering around, he could never get any sleep.. not that he did when he was in the lab.. although it was better now to have been out of it.. it had what been about a month? he wasn't really counting. sitting atop some old equipment he watched the dragon head tattoo flow across his arm it seemed angry today? at least that's what Evan thought "you just hungry? yeah.. I am too" he said quietly to the tattoo it calmed down with a bit of a smile on its face. looking up evan hopped off the old equipment with a little flutter landing on his feet before wandering off having spotted one of the other subject... her name was Lumi, right? evan walked up behind her with a small smile on his face "hey... lumi? are you feeling ok today? oor?" he asked awkwardly.. kinda hoping she was having a bad day.. for his own personal reasons

 

[RedLeftHand36]

Leviathan

Leviathan: A name given to him in homage to his aquatic nature, as well as his hulking demeanor. It was a name he had become quite accustom to, and truly identified with it. Not out because of the meaning of the name, but rather the fact he was given a name at all was something appreciated.

One of the others, not a scientist, but, at passing glance, not a simple monster, had come to visit him. It was good to feel treated as others, truly. He used to be very bad at understanding human speech, but he was getting there, certainly. He most certainly recognized the inquiry of "Are you hungry?" A question with an answer that had always been yes, even now. Leviathan took a moment before looking over to the other, back at the door, and back at the other before slowly picking himself up off the floor, grunting a confirming and brief groan in his strange, whale-like form of communication. The tall beast slowly trudge in following the other into the kitchen, ducking under the doorways as he often did, even while compressed in his pressure suit. There were many more here. First, there was the one who had met him by the front door, who Leviathan noted for a rather kind voice. The two scientists he was slightly familiar with. The serpentine girl that was seen so often with and was clearly attached to the scientist with glasses. The bluish, horned girl who had lent this shelter her energy. The small boy with several dragon-like features. And the boy with the half-mask over his mouth. He was quite unsure what his role in this community was, nor how he was supposed to interact with them. He was a solitary beast for his entire life, after all. All he felt he could do comfortably was stand, watch, and wait for the food.​

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Beast With No Name, "Eight"​

Forty days was a very long time, but not long enough to forget the events that had come to pass. Sirens blaring, echoing down the concrete walls, the sound waves ricocheting until they reach the ears of a sleeping beast. There was excitement in the air, a chaotic energy that could not be ignored. A beast of black, strapped to a table, opened its eyes to a flashing of red lights and the panic of figures in long white coats, scrambling to get out of the very room they were locked in. The memory is hazy, and if she wasn't too careful, could easily slip away. The next memory was not a fond one, for the beast had managed to free itself, intoxicated by the sounds of disorder, the pheromones of fear. It was a revitalizing drug. With a surge of adrenaline, the predator realized that these beings that have caused so much harm, were now at the mercy of her. Fully awakened now, she pulled free from her binds and wasted no time in leaping off that observation table and attacking the first thing alive.

Then...she was outside. Fresh air, the sun, the smells, all so foreign, but there was no time to take it in, now she, like many others, was on the run.

She would've went her own way, but being locked in the same room, in the same facility that is located who-knows-where...she had no idea where to even go, she couldn't even pick a direction. So, she followed...

Its been 2 days now since they've arrived at the new facility. It wasn't much different, except for the fact that it was noticeably smaller, which she didn't like, but hey, it was refuge. For 2 days the creature slept in an isolated room, being in a smaller, "disguised" form was something she was not used to, and quite frankly, it was exhausting. She chose a room that was far from others, they were strangers, and new things scared her. But deep down, she was more fearful at the fact that she might scare them. Blue eyes opened drowsily and hesitantly. The girl, with an absurd length for hair, pulled in her legs for a fetal position. She nestled her face further into the blanket that cocooned her and sighed. She slept this long and was still tired, it even surprised her. Voices could be heard from outside her door, curiously she sat up and tilted her head at the sounds. Clutching the blanket to her chest with one hand, the other planted itself on the top side of the mattress beneath her to support her up. Eight, the beast with no name, looked down at the bed and took it in plushy softness. This was...probably the first time sleeping on something so comfortable and humanely suitable. A small, fragment of a smile stretched her perfectly pink lips, and she swung her legs over the side of the bed to stand. She was a little wobbly, as she wasn't in this two legged form too often, but after a couple seconds she adjusted and was comfortably on her feet. Eight raised her arms and stretched, standing on her tippy toes with her face scrunched together in satisfaction. She returned her posture with an exhale and shook out her tangled hair. She felt rather....happy, relieved? What ever it was it felt good.

The room she chose must have been previous sleeping quarters. There was a single closet and a full length mirror, by a floor-to-ceiling window. Curiously, and rather cautiously, she opened the closet. Her nose twitched at the air inside, and long forgotten dust particles made her sneeze. She shook her head and wiggled her nose, before reaching in and pulling out a very plain, light blue gown. A sleeping, or lounging gown perhaps. It wasn't fancy, it seemed very "standard issue" which made her think maybe all the women that previously worked here were given one. In any case it was much better, and cleaner, than the tattered clothes she currently had on, so, she changed into them.

After struggling to find the head-hole momentarily, she draped the cloth over her adequately developed bust, shimmied the bottom hem of the gown past her thighs, stopping above the knee, and gave herself a good look into the mirror. Hair was a little unruly, but it almost always was, the gown was put on correctly, which she was proud of, everything checked out except for the fact that she wore no shoes. But, this was no issue, she's gone 19 years of her life with out them, so, as far as she knew, this was normal. It was time to step out and regroup.

But there was one issue....she didn't know anyone. Suddenly, what ever semblance of confidence she had, just jumped out the window so quickly it threw her head in a spin. What if something happens? What if she snaps? What if they tell her leave, she would have no where to go. The anxiety swelled, and she paced back and forth in her room, feeling caged yet again but this time by crippling paranoia. The walls were closing in, the room started to look smaller, and her breath kept escaping her. The anxiety was beginning to trigger some form of PTSD, and she began to have flashbacks of the abuse and experiments she under went. The scars and bruises on her arms and ankles were screaming at her, the bruising around her neck, that had begun to fade away, started to burn and itch, almost as if the collar meant to restrain her was still there. To escape, Eight climbed back into the bed and scurried under her only blanket for security, a sense of escape. And magically...it actually worked. Silence. Piercing silence, that's all that was left in her head. Thank God.

Peeking out of the blanket, Eight took a breath of air, and decided to try again. She repeatedly reminded herself that she was free from all that, and mustered to courage to open the door and shut it behind her, there's no turning back now. The disguised creature had the blanket around her shoulders and covered her head like a hood. Bare feet slapped against the concrete flooring, and her body instinctively followed the commands of her ears, telling her which way to go. The voices grew louder as she grew closer, and when she turned a corner she found everyone congregating around a particular room in this facility. It had all sorts of gadgets laying about, and lots of wonderful smells coming from it. The appliances didn't look like the devices that were used on her, but some of them made scary noises when activated. What was this place? Her nose twitched once again, gathering scents of some of the bodies in the room but most importantly, what ever was being cooked up in there. Eight retreated back into the corner, there was so many of them it was a little intimidating......




(Sorry its so long D: my first posts are always long Dx)

 

[summerwine]

Wendy Crawford

mentions: Cosmos , oliver , thespectacularstorm , & everyone else who've made their way into the kitchen

Wendy couldn't help but blush and grin as Alieel playfully licked her cheek. After almost a year or so of being with Alieel back at the lab, Wendy had become accustomed to her speech. She understood almost everything she said, while many people would be confused.
"I love you too, Alieel." Wendy's grin faded into a soft smile then a somewhat confused expression, "Wait, where are my glass-" She looked over at Alieel who had a mischievous smile when putting on the glasses and scurried out of the room.
At this point in the morning, Wendy wouldn't be up for this kind of mischief and playfulness, however this was Alieel. Wendy couldn't have any negative emotions to Alieel and always made her feel more playful and adventurous than Wendy's usual self.
Wendy ran down the hall after Alieel until she reached the kitchen. Valerie was already sitting at the table Alieel was under. Bellamy was also there chilling beside Val, as he usually does. The rest of the group started to make their way into the kitchen as well, and she greeted all of them with a smile, "Morning cigarette?" She'd glance at Valerie and rolled her eyes. Wendy didn't support the use of cigarettes, so she always made a comment about that towards him. She knelt down and peeked under the table. She stroked Alieels tail and smirked, "Love, you look wonderful in my glasses, but I kinda need to see."
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[Huntertabbysandshark3]

tokk
interaction: Fluffy-Kat​

Tokk had always had a strange habit of just sleeping anywhere not that it would matter much since usually he was totally invisible when he was. Today was no real exception having decided to nestle himself in the middle of the hallway the was the smell of something that tipped him of about someone being around. uncurling himself tokk form was.. odd a large broad torso that tapered back into a much thinner body the to a tail about the same length as the rest of him. Having gotten up on all fours his other arms tucked in there normal position he looked around confused “hello?” The single word softly spoke form his mouth head appearing a cross between a human and car in some ways. He didn’t spot anything at first Until the door open again a girl akwardly walking out. Tokk could already tell she was uneasy he was good like that, following behind her silent and still undetectable he wondered he they would feel better Soon once they’d gotten to the main area instead of joining everyone else she just sat in the corner. This got a frown on tokk’s face as he trotted over to her Wrapping the girl in A sort of coiled hug something akin to a mix between a snake and a normal human hugging someone he did however drop his invisible while doings soo giving the girl a smile. “Wolfy feel sad?” He asked with a soft concern in his voice picking the name out because she smelled kinda like a dog and because he didn’t know what to call her.

 

[Cosmos]

Alieel let out a soft murmur of excitement out as she continued to remain 'hidden'. As the smell of smoke caught her sensitive nose however she scrunched it up a little, growling softly at one of the other scientists above the table known to her as 'Vawowee' or 'urk' when smoking.

Only snapping out of the disgruntled expression when Bell entered and almost stepped on her tail had she not yanked it away quickly, being followed shortly after by the one that smelt like fish and the one who who didn't like his hair played with. Watching wide eyed and curious as the vaguely blurry group entered the room she was completely caught off guard as Wendy came in and stroked her tail, looking over with a playful glare before poking her tongue out and flopping into the other whilst she remained crouched.

Not only enjoying the body heat once more she giggled as she wrapped her arms around the other before backing away a little and placing the glasses back on the other using the tip of her tail, letting out a mischievous smirk.

"Awiel w-w.... wonwerfuw!" she let out, stretching her arms into the air trying her best to pronounce the words. The scientists had never quite worked out why the hyper-intelligent being was unable to pronounce the exacts of the human language, but none the less the presumed her jaw just wasn't made for it, though with attempts she had been improving over the years since first entry to the facility and hatching.

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[Cosmos]

Tsuri awoke that morning with a grumble, blinking her eyes open and clutching her stomach in sudden pain, her eyes suddenly flickering black with red iris, clenching her teeth down she tried her best to hide her trembling under the sheets should any of the others see it. 'EaT tHeM.... HuNgRy..... HuNgRy!' the voice screamed in her head giving her a migraine. Shutting it out she crawled out from the bed with a shaky breath and slapped her cheeks lightly.

Just over a month and a half, that's how long they'd been on the run. She'd been counting every day both out of thankfulness and fear as they came, a hesitant gasp came from her throat as she fell to her knees, eyes turning black again as she glanced around the room with altered vision, everything was grey..... but she could hear their hearts beat from through the walls, pounding in her head, torturing her.

"Why.... did you save a monster like me?...." she whispered out under her breath, snapping out of it she got up and timidly got dressed for the day in the purple dress they'd managed to grab for her, it felt so much nicer than lab clothes, though the timid girl still felt so embarrassed it it- she felt, pretty.

A small smile crept onto her cheeks at the thought followed by a short giggle, she was being a, how did Lumi put it? 'Dork' again. Best just to get on with things, stepping out from the room she entered the hallway cautiously, peeking around before following the sound of heartbeats to the kitchen, her vision having slowly returned to normal and with it the sound quietened. But her hunger didn't. Gulping a little nervously she stood in the doorway peering in too nervous to step inside herself, let alone ask one of them if she could have a taste of their blood.

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[ Nearby: Everyone ] [ Mentions: thespectacularstorm ]​

 

[underuninterested]

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[div class="accentheader"] tags [/div] none [/div] [div class="bodytext"] Erza woke up with a quiet yawn. Looking outside at the sun which was now well over the horizon by now. They stayed in their spot on a large window sill for 30 more minutes, just staring outside in quiet awe, no matter how many times they get to see this it amazes them. When they noticed people beginning to awake they slipped from their place and made their way to the kitchen.

As they approached, Erza created carnation flowers on their back and plucked a few of them. They knew that these flower petals were edible and she liked to eat them like snacks from time to time as they were rather sweet. Usually, they hadn't been allowed to eat their flowers for the risk of punishment, but now that they were free they didn't have to worry.

Once inside the kitchen, Erza made their way to a corner and sat down. They watched everyone silently as they talked and moved around to make something. Erza simply continued to eat the carnation petals, keeping a vigilant eye as they observed everyone. Despite being with them for weeks, Erza hadn't tried to communicate with anyone and was especially nervous of the scientists. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[Fluffy-Kat]

"Eight"​

With one hand on the wall next to her, acting as a partial barrier from the countless others in the room at a safe distance, the other held onto the blanket/make-shift cloak. She had been traveling with these people for over a month but she never approached any of them or tried to communicate. In fact she tried to make sure her presence was the least known and often just sort of "lurked from the shadows". She wanted it this way, it was safer this way. All sorts of unique faces filled that room, however at least three looked very similar to the same species that conducted those awful experiments on her. Uh-oh, there it was. The anxiety beginning to crawl back into the forefront of her mind. Thoughts bounced off the walls inside her head. Some said to run, another said to attack, one other said to freeze, but there was one, the one that made the most sense, that grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her yelling, "If they wanted to hurt you they would've already!"

A strange warmth enveloped her, but it grew tighter. Something constricted around her. "Wolfy feel sad?" the sudden voice matched the equally sudden face that appeared before her. The poor mute couldn't even let out a scream from the unexpected surprise, she opened her mouth but all that came out was a sharp gasp. Her eyes shut tight and her face seemed distressed as she wiggled out from his grasp. Once free, she opened her eyes again, stumbling a few steps backwards, closer to the others now. She stared at him from a safe distance, frowning and her hands out in front of her to keep him away. What else was she to do? Where was she to go? There was only one thing to do...

Retreat!

Having no idea of what to do next, Eight raised her blanket over her head and collapsed into a huddled ball on the ground, completely safe in her cloth bunker. She stayed that way, a little lump in the middle of the room, shaking slightly. What the hell was this place?






Interaction: Huntertabbysandshark3

 

[Toivoajarakkaus]

Asmodeus | Asmo

At Leviathanvs low, moan of approval, a content chirp in the Cacodemon's own language answered back. His instincts rumbling warm in the pit of his stomach, a sort of mixture of pride and contentment as he lead the way into the Kitchen. Being greeted by the sight of others in the duo's destination simply built up that ball of contentment in his tummy as he began to speak his hellos.

"Hello everyone, I hope you all slept well. I was going to began breakfast for Leviathan, but I will happily assist anyone else with cooking."

That being said, Asmodeus began on the aquatic creature's food, noting anyone else as he began to search through the cabinets. Metal can... Plastic can... Metal can... With a fish! It might have been a stretch to assume that just because Leviathan was... Squid? Octopus? In nature, that he ate fish, but he had seen the beast's more carnivorous approach... Grabbing three of the fishy printed can, the beast noted the woeful lack of fresh meat or even vegetables. That could be a problem in the future. Ever thankful for his claws, the monster popped one of the cans and inspected it with a sniff. Wincing with furrowed brows at the sharp sting that came from brine. What is the phrase humans use? Not my cup of tea? Yes, not his cup of tea. Dumping the contents of all three cans onto a plate, he handed Leviathan his meal, before returning to try and find something a tad less salty for everyone else... And the late arrival.

"Hello, and a good morning dear."

RedLeftHand36
Cosmos​

 

[RedLeftHand36]

Leviathan
A higher pitch sound of thank uttered from within the pressure suit, rather cheerful in tone. Even through the suit, the faint smell of the ocean's bounty was so very joyous. He gently leaned down and nudged the top of other's head with his own forehead, a sign of his delight and thanks, before slowly making off with his personal victory. Every meal was a win for Leviathan.

What a strange gathering indeed. He had never been a part of one of these coagulations of individuals before the escape. It was strange to him to think that he was part of a group, now. It was also strange to him to not to wait so long to be fed raw fish or the like, which was certainly a nice change of pace. He was taught to wait for his food, after all. Impatience gave way to less sustenance apparently, but these others all seemed much nicer than his previous captors. The funniest thing to him was a few of them sitting in these... what were they called again? Chairs, he thought. Though he did somewhat prefer simply standing, perhaps it would be in his best interest for him to sit as well. Make himself seem more like them.

As he waited for food, his faintly groaned out of curiosity as he observed how others sat, and remembering similar positions he'd sen in the past. Seemed simple enough a task, at least. Leviathan slowly meandered to the dining table, and looked at one of the empty seats, and momentarily hesitated. It was awfully small. But perhaps it would be more comfortable than it looked. Humans certainly seemed to enjoy these things, after all. He gently picked the chair up and scooched it a bit away from the table before moving in front of it. He just had to pop a squat right?

Having set his plate of briny treasure upon the table, he slowly let himself lower onto the chair.

C R A C K

The moment a fraction of his weight was placed in the care of this piece of furniture, it immediately splintered into pieces. A yelping moan loudly not unlike a brief sounding of a foghorn uttered from Leviathan as he toppled thunderously to the floor. Truly gravity could be the fiercest enemy. Momentarily sprawled out, an embarrassed, guttural undertone rumbled from Leviathan as he leaned his upper-body up from the floor.

Chairs sucked.​

 

[summerwine]

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Atticus 2.0​

mentions: Fluffy-Kat
Atticus was curled up on one of the beds. His winged arms were covering his face and torso. The night before he set the bed up with extra blankets and pillows. Atticus even pushed the bed to a corner of the room. He spent that night building a resemblance of a nest where he slept these past couple of days. It made him feel safe, but it is nearing springtime. Atticus has been doing this the same time every year, but he didn't know why and the scientists wouldn't tell him anything.
Of course Atticus would be one of the last to wake up and start his day. While being part bird, he acted like a stereotypical teenager; sleeping in till noon, not a morning person, etc. In the lab, the scientists who were assigned to Atticus 2.0 would allow him to sleep in until 11:00 am on the weekends. Atticus didn't know what day it was at this point, but either way he found it disrespectful to sleep in since the escape.
Atticus rolled out of the bed and stood on his talons. He stretched his winged arms in the air and wiggled his talons. He heard from a far distance socializing and movement and birds chirping from outside.
Since he never really had "normal" social interactions from being in a lab his whole life, Atticus was very socially awkward and didn't realize it. Thankfully he was getting better at socializing throughout this time on the run.
Atticus clumsily walked out into the hallway without checking on his appearance or if his feathers needed taming. Despite being 18 and having these talons his whole life, Atticus could never get used to them. They made tapping noises on the ground like a fingernail tapping against a table.
He walked into the kitchen and nodded towards the crowded room before taking a seat at the table. In the distance he could smell some fish and salty-like food, making his mouth water. He focused on the scent for a few moments until his eyes glanced over at the small wolf girl who dropped to the ground and covered herself in a blanket. While she was kind, Atticus felt he was prey most of the time. Sure he was a big-ass bird, and she seemed to be a very sweet girl, he still couldn't get over the fact that if this was the wild he'd probably be a snack for this predator by now.

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[thespectacularstorm]

Lumi somehow managed to end up near the kitchen with the demon boy whose name she couldn't recall. "Why wouldn't I be?" She grimaced at the boy's odd question before whipping around, swatting him with his tail, and skipping into the kitchen. She passed by a few others either to anxious to enter like Tsuri or too quiet to be noticed by the group like flower person. The dew sparks that floated off from her horns and tail flickered as she walked through the door. Her ruby eyes floated around the room until she spotted someone sitting curled up on the floor under a blanket. Her curiosity got the best of her as she approached whoever or whatever was underneath it.

Her hand cautiously lifted up the blanket and she poked her head inside. "Geewilikers, what are you doin' under here?" There was a girl tucked under there and she looked like she was about to cry. Lumi's movements were swift as she took the girl's hand and dragged her away from the center of the room. Did she recognize her? Maybe vaguely but nothing more than a distant memory. Lumi sat her down on a chair, fixed her clothes, and tidied her hair as a mother would a ruffled child. "You hungry? I'm hungry. Mama Lumi is on the case." She gave her the nicest smile she could before going to the kitchen and coming back with an electric-baked piece of chicken. A single chicken. She set it down in front of the girl with the happiest grin before she started eating her own breakfast of an entire loaf of bread. "So what's your name? Do you got one?" She stuffed a whole slice of bread in her mouth happily.

Fluffy-Kat

 

[underuninterested]

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[div class="accentheader"] tags [/div] none [/div] [div class="bodytext"] Liam had been awake long before the sun had appeared. Having woken up from a nightmare he was sure came from his paranoia. He spent his time wandering through the occupied rooms to check on the other's while he waited for people to wake up and start going through their day. When he noticed that people were beginning to stir he made his way outside to stand at the entrance, ignoring the other people there.

He sighed, smoke rising out of his mouth as he stood outside, leaning against the wall near the entrance Liam sighed once again, looking towards the sky with half-lidded eyes.

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[thespectacularstorm]

Bell watched as everyone started shuffling into the room after he got there. It went from quiet to chaotic in seconds. None of that really fazed him. What got to him was the object of his affections speaking to him. His mind started to cloud with warm thoughts as he sat there flustered. It was tough to tell but under the mask his cheeks warmed to a bright red. The only real indicator were his ears matching that color. "N-N-N- Yes..! I-I am..!" He shifted in his seat as he answered Valerie's question. His heart started to race from the excitement picking up in the room. It was too much for him, he was going to pass out if he kept going. Bell sunk his head into his arms when he slumped down onto the table. His breath started to stagger a bit feeling his heart speed up. He was about to start hyperventilating but tried his best to calm down, to no real avail. At this rate, he was going to have a panic attack being around so many others, not to mention Valerie.

oliver

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

tokk
interaction: Fluffy-Kat thespectacularstorm​

tokk felt horrible about scaring the poor girl the frown getting worse as she wriggled her way out of his hug he wasn’t trying to freak her out... guess it what just his looks? Once again he dissapeared form sight watching form a distance for little before seeming lumi whisk the girl away. He felt worse for her now if he freaked her out the Lumi definitely would. Tokk followed the pair carefully like a curious cat it seemed Lumi was feeding the girl. Of course by tokks standards she was really doing it all wrong she’d totally ruined the food even more then it already dead and cooked how horrible, the least he could do was apologise maybe? Dropping his invisible as he approached the pair making sure to come in at a angle the girl could see him Then stopping a little bit away. “Wolfy ok? Didn’t mean to scare” he replied softly the larger frown still across his odd face as he laid down to make himself look a little less intimidating hopefully.

 

[darkborn]

There was a ruckus going on outside, in the... kitchen, wasn't it? As the scent of food wafted out, Silas' mouth watered. But then a thought struck him. They're cooking without mah!

Damn it. He quickly got dressed in his typical steamsona- note, NOT COSPLAY- clothes. It was comfortable, sturdy, and didn't scream nerd too much. Well, at least until he added the goggles... But enough about that! He needed to get in there and show them some real cooking! He quickly tied his long hair into a small ponytail, stuffed his boots on his legs, and trotted down the hallway. When he got near the kitchen, he called out, "Now hold on a moment there! Ah need to get to cooking as well, so dinnae finish it without me, wontcha!?"

The scene he entered was an absolute disaster. Someone was hiding in a corner. A chair was broken. Someone was hyperventilating. ...Chaos. Silas' eyebrow twitched. Most importantly, they were cooking without him. That was it.

"AHLRIGHT, WEE BAIRNS! GET IN YER SEATS! I dinnae WHAT'S gotten into all of you lads and lasses, but there's NO way we can eat like this, ken? Now SIT DOWN, and WE'LL serve ye breakfast. GOT IT!?"

He glared at everyone for good measure. Then, he stomped his way through the room, and not quite slammed the door open to the dining room, before pointedly looking at everyone. He then acidly looked at the cooks, and quietly told them, "Ye forgot about meh. Laird above, this is a right mess. Let's get to business."

Time to get organizing. Everyone had different dietary needs. Silas kicked away the chairs, and before he got to business, he called to Levi, "Dinnae sit down on a chair- sit cross legged on the ground. Ah'll make ye a sturdier chair by tomorrow!" Then he officially got to work. He pulled out the flowers and leaves from the cabinet, and handed them to Ms. Crawford. "Erza's food. Get to making a salad." Silas then pulled out a couple of packs of round sausages from the freezer, and threw them at Valerie. "Get those patties on the skillet. Most of these hungry wee fellows like meat, ken?" He then took out some fish, and told the other two scientists, "Ah'll get the fish and chips ready for squiddy, before moving on to gravy and biscuits. Wendy, after ye finish yer salad, can ye see if we have bacon?" Silas then turned to Valerie. "After ye finish those patties, can ye get the bowls of cereal ready? These mites are gonna eat us out of house and home." He got his own skillet going, before commenting, "We'll need to stop by a store or something, at this rate. Anyone know if we can pay for food?" Silas then noticed Asmodeous. "Ach, sorry lad. Cooking can take up the attention, ken? Can ye check the supplies, make sure we have enough? And when ye come back, Ah can probably get you to help someone else."