Xenok Shoushin

Im too down

Artemis's eyes widened in surprise as an android came into view, talking to the last man standing. Before she knew it, the man was handcuffed to the android. She bit her lip, wondering what he could have done. From her view, she only heard snippets of the conversation but she was pretty sure they said something about survivors and shelters. Maybe...puedo encontrar mi padre. With the thought of finding her father in mind, she slid off the roof, onto one object to another until she landed on the street. "Wait!" She called out to the strangers, hoping they wouldn't kill her as she jogged up to them,"Can I come with? I'm looking for someone..."

The howls of a pack echoed throughout the forest, alerting many. Including a female and her own companion. Although, the howls weren't heard by Zamira first. If it weren't for her doglike companion, she never would have paid attention to what was happening in the forest. The onyx colored three headed dog towered over Zamira and without hesitation, hoisted her onto his back and ran towards the howls, giving a ferocious one of their own. "C-Cerberus! Stop! Where are we going?!" As they got closer, the sounds of wheels, yelps and fighting passed through her ears. The ride didn't even last a minute before they were on top of the commotion, Cerberus already in attack mode, tearing apart three werewolves of his own. "Holy-" Another werewolf jumped up, aiming for her with claws but a second after, disintegrated into ash from her demon blue fire. "Is that a..train?"

I'm just waiting for oblivion lol

I don't know how to jump in ;_;

Name: Zamira Morgan Age: Appears to be 20 Gender: Female Species: Demon/Succubus Real Appearance: Human Disguise: Abilities: She is able to take people's chi, chakra, energy whatever you wanna call it and make it hers so long as the person is attracted. She has one true form and her human form, however, she can deceive when she is hungry. She can make you see the one you're most attracted to, be it female or male. She also has a strong connection with fire. Job/Position: A performer Performance: Fire dancer Bio: Fun facts: She so happens to have a three headed dog named Cerberus that follows her around. Although to most, he appears as a Great Dane but to those of supernatural race, he appears in his true form. Themesong:

(I'm gonna post to that cause I'm bored lol) After finally arriving, Artemis searched the whole house only to come out empty. A feeling of dread overwhelmed her until she spotted the note on the kitchen counter. A sliver of relief coursed its way into her as she walked over to read the note. Her dad wasn't home but there was still hope that he was..uninfected. "Okay, Apa. Te voy encontrar." With that, the tattoo covered girl walked up the stairs to her room, grabbing everything that she deemed would be necessary. She changed out of her work clothes as quickly as possible and into something easier to maneuver in. Before leaving her room, she reached under her bed to grab the rod that extended into two blades with a click of a button. What else, what else...Once setting the weapon at her hip, she went back downstairs to grab any food and drink she could fit in her backpack that could keep her going. "No lo puedo creer..." A loud crash interrupted her thoughts, making her look up in the direction of dust setting. "What the..?" Without another word, she exited her house, climbing on top another rooftop and another and another until she reached her destination only to find carnage with the smell of blood and disease. She wrinkled her nose in disgust as she assessed the damage, finding the source of the crash on the opposite building of where she stood. The wall was caved in as if someone crashed through it and no later did she realize that did she see a man standing...more like swaying. Artemis narrowed her eyes, unable to tell if he were infected or not. "Mmm..." Even so, he looked pretty beat up but she didn't want to take any chances.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. How on earth did this all start? One minute, Artemis was on her way to work and the next, an apocalypse brews out. So, naturally, she was on her way back to the house to make sure her dad was still well and alive. Granted, it probably wasn't the safest move considering all the chaos going around but she needed to start somewhere and her heart was being squeezed with worry. It was mighty difficult to breathe and making it a tad bit harder to concentrate on where she was going. Screams and shuffling fights were echoing all around her, making her more desperate to get to her father. On impulse, she began taking alleyways and rooftops, the places she hung out most to avoid bumping into anyone and so far, she was having better luck than she could have hoped for. Almost there...

Okay, yeah no problem Full name: Artemis Cipriano (Optional) Pronunciation: Nickname(s) or Alias: Arty, Art, Freak Gender: Female Species (Android or human.): Human Age: 19 (Optional) Birthday: September 11th (Optional) Sexuality: Straight (Optional) Languages spoken: English, Italian, Spanish, Japanese and currently learning French (Optional) Native language: Spanish (Optional) Relationship Status: Single but ready to mingle PHYSICAL APPEARANCE: Her outfits usually consist of various kinds of fishnets, shorts, and dark tops. She also goes pastel goth certain days. Personality: Art is a very nice girl despite her appearance. She can't stay mad at a person for too long but in her mind, you're all trash. There's a definite battle in her that doesn't let her be mean or harsh to anyone despite her thoughts. She just doesn't see the point in getting angry with someone or getting in an argument when she knows its all going to blow over at some point. Best to just let it go right from the start. That and..friends are a good thing to have even when she disagrees with herself otherwise. Artemis does have her days though, where she shows her true thoughts and emotions. Those are the days you should not interact with her. Likes: - Loves tattoos - Piercings too -horror movies -paintball -animals -men -dancing Dislikes: - romance, although she can be persuaded once in a while - people in general - bad endings - too many sweets Fears/phobias: Art is extremely afraid of getting hurt emotionally. It's something she really doesn't know how to handle. Hobbies: Reading, playing guitar, singing, video games, tarot readings/other, dance Talents/skills: Art is skilled in acrobatics and is pretty good with close combat not that that could help her much in this situation. She's also a really fast runner with an observant eye for things that could be of value or hideouts to rest in. BACKSTORY: Artemis doesn't have much of a story. An only child with a loving father. A mother was never in her life and she never bothered to ask, in fear of what the answer might be. She was always one for the arts. You could always find her drawing, or writing, or dancing, anything in that category. Her father also felt the need to give her a bit of an edge, since he won't always be there to protect her given his occupation as inventor. So, as she grew so did her fighting style from self defense to something more. Always close combat, she was never one for long range weapons when her father offered the suggestion of something not so personal. Today, Artemis still lives with her father in fear of leaving him by himself although she yearns to go find a place for herself and spread her wings.

Agreed jaja

You've gotta hammer 'em with calls and appearances! (I'm too lazy to do that though...) I cheer for you guys lol

Yeah I took a year of college and then I took a break...I'm still on that break I can barely pay rent

I know that feeling lol I don't miss school but I need to go back

Yeah, it makes sense but I was just wondering if you're okay with that? Since it is your RP, i don't know how you want the whole thing to go, know what I mean?

Being broke is a pain

I have a question~? So, there's androids and robots but do they have to look human? Or say, can it be in the appearance of a dog or such?

Awesome! I hope you guys don't mind a couple more characters~

Is this still going on?

That question mark though

lol what happened to shard?

The morning light streamed through the cracks the curtains of her window didn't cover, annoying the beast greatly. But that wasn't what woke her up. Instead, it was the annoying beep of her ringtone that pulled her out of sleep. Her hand fumbled over her nightstand to grab the phone, disconnecting it from the charger as she did so. Without bothering to look at the caller I.D. she answered, unaware that she was in her half form making her words seem more of an angry growl, not that she wasn't already angry,"What do you want?" Artemis paused for a second, as her brain formed thoughts and she added, this time a little calmer,"Who is this?"

Before the pyro could protest, the door already slammed in front of her face. She frowned,"Nice to know you're good to go." Despite the fact that Vladimir was a little hurt by the act, she was glad to know that the beast was okay. At least for now. She knew she didn't mean anything to hurt her but trusting an Esper isn't easy for a Beast especially now. Vladimir understood that and so, she walked away while shrugging the hoodie back on. She sneezed as she stepped down the dusty staircase, the dampness of her wet clothes seeping through to her skin. She sniffed and hurried her pace, anxious to get home. No way I want to get sick... Vladimir, feeling stupid, just now remembered her power as an Esper and didn't hesitate to use it as her skin began to give an odd glow not exactly visible unless stared at. She was instantly warmed up as her boots thudded against the cement of the sidewalk. After almost a half hour, Vladimir returned home which was a tiny studio but that was all well and good. Not like she lived with other people. ---- After handing the hoodie back to the girl, Artemis turned back around and focused on her apartment. Although it was night time, she had no problem seeing through the darkness with nocturnal sight. It was something she was fond of having. She crossed her arms and chewed on her lip, a habit she has when deep in thought. Without a word, the girl stepped down the step and headed to the bathroom, wanting to shower away the battle that ensued only hours before. She grimaced as her feet led her to the bathroom, her wounds still working on getting healed. Hellhound bites were not something to be taken lightly. Once she undressed, she faced away from the mirror to examine the torn flesh at her back and grimaced once more,"That doesn't look pretty..." She sighed and reached for the knob in the tub to turn on the water. Her phone rested atop the counter sink and she quickly plugged it into her speaker, instantly met with the lyrics of anger and sadness. Her lips twitched up in a sad smile and she stepped into the shower.

Yes Artemis has a cell phone

Artemis growled, more animalistic than a human sound when the pyro continued to follow her. "What?" Vladimir frowned,"I just want to make sure you're okay? Plus you have my hoodie so..." Vlad shrugged, unable to finish the sentence. They were already in the city but Artemis was taking shortcuts that managed to hide her from curious eyes but with the event that just occured...most of the streets were empty and quiet. Artemis looked at the girl with pursed lips and sighed,"Thanks for the help. Just...come on." With a shake of her head, the beast continued to walk and soon, they arrived at her apartment. She figured if the pyro ever did anything wrong, Artemis could always hunt her down. Since she was following her, the scent was obvious and would be stored in a cabinet in the back of her mind. As Artemis opened the door and stepped through, so was Vlad but Artemis gave her another warning growl. Vlad put her hands up and stayed before the threshold,"Alright. I'll wait here." Arty nodded and slammed the door in her face but not long after, the beast opened it again already in clothes of her own and hanging the hoodie back to the pyromancer,"Here you go. You can go now."

After the hellhounds disappeared, leaving the girls somewhat dumbfounded, Artemis couldn't help but stay in her beast form. Her eyes trailed over to the shredded backpack and pieces of clothing. well that's just great... She grumbled deep in her throat, forgetting about the Pyro until she cleared her throat. "Um...doesn't that hurt?" The panther looked up at the esper with silver eyes and followed her pointed finger to where blood seeped from multiple wounds, flesh hanging here and there. So that's the burning sensation. She growled in response and laid down, wishing the girl would leave now so she could think of a way in getting home without being spotted in her beast form or naked. Vladimir couldn't help but glare at the beast in front of her. After she helped, the beast is just gonna lay there? "Well aren't you going to form back or whatever?" Once she said that, her eyes traveled to the ruined backpack. "Oh." Vladimir thought for a second before looking down at her baggy jeans and equally baggy hoodie. "You can have my hoodie? It's soaked through but it's better than nothing." The panther looked up, her eyes questioning, waiting. The pyro wasted no time in shrugging it off, leaving her in a red tank top. "Here you go." The beast stood, this time with more difficulty as she approached slowly forming back into a human. Soon after, her pale fingers held onto the hoodie and shrugged it on herself. "Thanks." Vladimir only stared, fascinated at the girl before her. She never saw a beast transform before. "That was cool." Artemis only glared with her night blue eyes and limped away, her wounds taking a little longer to heal. "Hey wait!" The pyro didn't hesitate to follow after the werecat.