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.

"Crap..." Zane hissed, twisting around on the ground, and kicking up at his opponent, aiming between Aaron's legs.

Aaron grasped his opponents ankles... and hurled Zane over his shoulder.

"Like I said... I'd hate to kill you."

The White Rabbit's ear twitched before pointing straight up. She paused. After a moment, she frowned, saying, "More people are getting hurt...."

Zane cussed, spitting up blood.

"Like I said... I'm not worried about that," he snarled.

He was used to fighting as a pair- relying on Zack's higher strength and exploiting the fact he was more agile. But, in this situation, he was struggling- not that he would admit it.

 

Sebby, who had taken refuge behind a tree, peeked out for a moment. "Adrienne! Just get back here!"

 

Zack sat up properly, staring at her.

"You can tell? Where-?!"

"B-But," Adrienne said. She couldn't let them keep on fighting. But she didn't want to get in the middle of it either

 

(I LAHV YOU ROSIE <3/shot)

Aaron approached Zane cautiously...

"A little offtopic here... but I don't think I caught your name?"

The White Rabbit looked to her left. "A bit east from here..." she calculated.

(WELL YA STILL AIN'T GETTIN MAH CHERREH. D:<)

Sebby motioned frantically for her to get away from the others, eyes wide. "But nothing! You might end up hurt...!"

 

Zane glowered up at him, gripping the open wound in his stomach as the pain finally set in, when his kick of adrenaline ran out. "I don't have one, dickhead," he spat. "I just stole some other kid's."

 

Zack half got up, staring worriedly in the direction she'd indicated. "D'you wanna go...? I'm more than capable of protecting you, I promise."

"And, what was this 'other kid's' name?"

"Um...." The White Rabbit hesitated for a moment, but then she picked up her sketch book and crayons. "Okay."

( BUT WHYYYYYYYYY D; T~T)

 

Adrienne reluctantly hid behind the tree with Sebby, wishing she could do something else besides hide.

The dark haired boy gave a weak smirk, his pupils shrinking back so his eyes looked normal, the blood he had visible turning red instead of black. "Zane. Zane Raines," he said quietly, then grinned fully, showing all his teeth- which, as his utterly mundane appearence changed back to how it had been before, with the blacked out eyes, looked more pointed than anything.

"And you, freaky?"

 

As they headed over, getting closer, Zack coughed heavily for a moment. As he pulled his hand away from his mouth, it was stained with blood.

"Zane...?" he hissed, stunned.

 

Sebby grabbed her arm. "There's... there's w-wolf in them. I couldn't tell before... but the scent is really strong. It... it's because of the blood." His hands were shaking, his eyes wide with fear.

The White Rabbit stopped to observe Zack's coughing. When she noticed his hesitation, the White Rabbit asked, "What's wrong?"

"The names Aaron."

He looked up at her, trying to wipe the blood off his palm. It left a faint dark smudge, like a bruise, on the pale skin of his arm, which he didn't notice.

"It's nothing."

 

"D'you know what happened to him? Little baby Zane?" he laughed, the blood bubbling in his mouth before he swallowed it. "My idiot brother doesn't remember. Or he pretends he doesn't."

The White Rabbit noticed the smudge on Zack's arm. Frowning, she looked at the ground as she pointed at the smudge. "Ignorance is bliss, until it hurts unlike anything else." Then, she looked up towards the east. "For one day, I'd like no one to lie, to hurt." She then walked on without Zack.

He strode off after her, ignoring the need to cough; he was determined not to let it get the better of him again. "...I think it's my brother," he said, as an excuse for the blood.

"Hmm... I do feel some trembling," the White Rabbit stated. Through her feet, she could feel any activity happening on the earth from a 100-mile radius.

Zack just nodded, his gaze fixed ahead; he knew by then, he knew in his gut that this would have something to do with Zane.

The White Rabbit didn't like to see her new friend in pain. After a moment, she turned around, smiling. "Here," she said, giving Zack her sketch book and crayons, "you draw a picture, okay? I'll be right back!" She then went ahead without him.

Aaron just stared at Zane...

"Well, Zane. For now I grant you clemency... you will not die this day. Or the next... or ever, so long as you don't get on my bad side again."

Zane crawled onto his front, but didn't lift his head. "Mm-hmm. Would be a deal... but you made the first move. And that pissed ME off, you know?" Without any warning, he lunged forwards, tackling Aaron and pinning his arms down against the floor.

 

Zane, surprised, just nodded dumbly- and let her walk off. The closer they had gotten, the worst he'd felt- and he probably would have just passed out when they finally arrived... and all because his idiot brother wasn't giving himself time to recover.

Zane sat down on the grass, rubbing at his head, which was pounding by that point. He stared down at the sketchpad. "...Okay, I can't even draw a straight line here. This could be interesting, to say the least..."

The White Rabbit continued walking. Within a few moments, she arrived where the fight was taking place.

That's when she felt foolish. Oh, what she would give for a bush to hide in right now...

However, she still stood there, knees locked.

"Um.... 'scuse me..." she said, almost in a mutter. She knew that wouldn't even attract attention, so she raised her voice. "E-excuse me!" She paused. "Please... don't fight...."

Aaron brought his still-free legs up and put a well placed blow between Zanes legs...

Zane looked over, irritation shooting across his face. "Urgh, you're the weirdo with the cray-"

Aaron's blow connected, and Zane broke off, his grip on Aaron's wrists weakening as he leaned over, blinking tears out of his eyes.