This RP is for OCs (original characters). And it's not KH based, sorry. :<

It's my first attempt at starting something like this; and it's fairly daunting on a board so jam-packed with KH roleplays. I'm really hoping this doesn't get shot down instantly.

 

[ -- First off;

 

A few basic ground rules before I even start to get into what this is about.

[align=right]Please, PLEASE try to keep your spelling and grammar in check. Paste it in Word or something if needbe, just make sure that people can actually read it without a headache. A typo every here and there is no problem- barely spelling a single word right is. Sorry, but it seriously bothers me. I've had years of English teachers slamming grammar and spelling rules into my head, and now any kind of icky writing just... grates. Although I'm a hypocrite and do tend to start sentences with "And". It's not much of a grammar rule, anyway- basic stuff like forgetting full stops and paragraphing is what is just irritating.

 

One liners are to be used sparingly here, too. Short replies to long posts are kind of heartless. Even if all you can do is "Soandso jumped in the elevator along with Beezlebub", at least try and stretch it all beyond just one line. Like, if you're stuck with a one-liner response... how are they feeeeeeeeeling? What are they thinking?

 

Also, no serious God-modding or killing other characters unless you ask permission and they THEN ACTUALLY SAY YES. I've been in roleplays before where someone has asked another person of they can kill their character, has had a no in response, and then killed them off anyway. Gah.[/align]

 

[ -- The Concept;

 

There are monsters in the streets, the stores, everywhere. But they're not rampaging around, killing and causing havoc. In fact, they are relatively accepted. Evolution and mutation has caused the human race to have to grudgingly make way for their new equals. A lot of hatred still exists for the non-humans, and more for the half breeds. So much that scientists studying them have noticed how hard it is for those of us not entirely human, growing up and living around such prejudice. So a small group of them set up a camp, so to say, a sanctuary for the younger generations. And so, they brought in the kids that had been victimised or targeted, asking parents of such creatures to send their kids in, so they could have somewhere to live where they WEREN'T just freaks. Where they could be themselves. Not a lot of them were willing to stay, however... Once you're sent there, you need your parent's consent to leave until you're twenty. And not everyone feels like holding hands and staying in with the den of monsters.

[ -- Character Sheets;

 

Name: (Uhm, can really be anything.)

Age: (Bearing in mind the RP is set inside the camp and most people there leave at 20.)

What Are You?: (Half-breed, were, etc, etc... Any kind of creature.)

Appearence: (Picture and/or description)

Past: (Anything significant.)

 

The rest? I think it's better you work on and show during the RP. If you wanna participate, just fill out the sheet.

Zack made a breath that sounded more like a sob, rolling over and burying his face in his hands. Shoulders shaking, he didn't try to sit up properly. Zane tried to go to him, but touched his shoulder and pulled his hand back, gaze dropping to the floor.

"...Zack," he pleaded.

The WR took the bottom of her hoodie and wrapped it around her arm. She then looked over at them, keeping silent.

"What's the matter of him?" Zerex said to the boy who was obviously related to the one on the floor, the White Rabbit was obviously injured too. After the Rabbit had gone, Aaron had picked up Sebby and flown him (using his demon-angel wings ) to where the Rabbit had stopped...

"He sometimes freaks out when he swallows blood. Forgot about that," Zane answered without even so much as glancing up from Zack. "...It's worse when it's mine, for some reason, but he seems pretty out of it this time, too."

 

Sebby moved backwards, trying to stay behind Zerex- while at the same time, completely on full alert. He knew that the last time he had seen the twins, he'd smelt wolf in them- but now the scent was gone, replaced by something else entirely. And it was really freaking him out.

(( Zerex is such a stalker... :'D ))

 

The WR sat there, keeping silent.

When Marielle passed near the place where the twins and the WR were she noticed them "Now this looks interesting." she said to herself while approaching them trying not to be noticed as always.

".... He's going to be okay, right...?" the WR asked Zane, still feeling quite queazy.

"Yeah. This way of healing him just brings back some stuff he doesn't want to remember," Zane answered her, voice calm and level again. "Come on, Zacky, up and at 'em."

Zack made a moaning noise, but with a little help from his twin got himself into a sitting position, and looked up at the WR, wiping at his eyes. "Th-thanks..." he mumbled, dropping his gaze to his hands, which were splashed with his own blood- but not quite, because it was red. And he and Zane both usually bled black.

*Black blood surely remembers me of Soul Eater*

"They can heal theirselves with blood. I've never heard of that." Marielle whispered to herself backing away a bit so that the twins wouldn't notice her.

(( :'D Black blood, you say? Do they know how do deal with that? -failed Soul Eater reference- ))

 

The WR was going to ask how he was feeling, but she still didn't feel so good, so she kept silent.

(xDD Shhhh~ -hides Chrona in the closet-)

"You look pretty out of it," the twins said in unison- except for the fact Zane was speaking to Zack, who was addressing the WR...

(( -jumps in the closet with Chrona- x3 ))

 

The WR slightly wobbled side-to-side for a moment. She then took a drink of the water from her bag, hoping that it'd help.

"You shouldn't have offered to help if you couldn't deal with it," Zane said obnoxiously, prompting a somewhat weak glare and hissing of his name from Zack.

 

(:'D ...I couldn't resist. It's a twisted version of it instead. They bleed black, you know. xDD)

After drinking enough water, the WR murmured, "I... wanted to help...."

 

(( Yes, they do... ))

(Crona is so cute )

"I'm still bored here, but I found that two boys quite interesting, what could blood make for them to heal?" Marielle kept questioning herself while she walked in any direction.

Zack's gaze was still on his hands, after briefly looking up to glare at Zane. "...Where'd you put the sketchbook?" he asked quietly.

"Your shadow."

"I told you to stop hiding things there, you idiot."

"Well, it isn't MY fault I can't hide it in MINE!"

 

Zane raised his eyebrows, waiting for Zack's retort, but it never came. He just kept staring down at his stained palms, spaced out.

Within a moment, the WR became better. She noticed Zack's absent mind, so to encourage him, she grinned, saying, "Do you want to draw a picture?"

It took Zane physically shaking him by the shoulder for Zack to realise she'd been talking to him. Wiping his hands off on his jeans, he held his hand over the shadow beneath him- and, with an exhausted sigh, managed to produce her sketchbook, relatively unscathed. "...Not right now." he mumbled.

"Oh..." the WR said. "Then, I can draw a picture for you!" She took the sketch book and crayon (let's say he brought out a crayon as well) and began drawing on a clean sheet. Within minutes, she finished. "Ta-da!" she cheered as she revealed the drawing. (I'm too lazy to think of what it is. >.>)

(( Zerex is such a stalker... :'D ))

 

((I'm just trying to fit in to the RP, I'm new here :'D))

Zerex walked over to the twins, there was something odd about them. They seemed close but far apart at the same time. "Hello there," he said to the pair. As he did, he noticed the Rabbit had drawn a picture on a sketchpad, he continued talking to the boys, excited for some reason... "So what can you guys do?" He grinned.

The WR still patiently awaited Zack's reaction.

(Rosie smacked herself in the forehead for turning the school computer off before her reply sent four hours ago.)

 

Zack smiled weakly at her, nodding. "'S'good," he muttered, sitting up properly, so Zane didn't have to support him. Zane looked up at Zerex, scowling. "More than you want to hear," he hissed. Zack whacked him hard in the arm, a sure sign he was starting to feel better.

(( Tricia laughed at her. ))

 

The WR giggled, knowing that he was getting better. She sat the sketch book back on her lap as she closed it.

Zack smiled at her properly. "Thank you for helping," he said to her, unconsciously scratching at the inside of his arm.

The WR paused for a moment. Then, as she bowed, she replied, "You're welcome."