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 Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:16 am
The mean streets of... well, it could be any city. With homelessness on the rise, some have taken to living in the more habitable part of abandoned tunnels below the city streets, leading to the birth of the city of Otherside. Multitudes live in the city that nobody believes exists, save those unlucky ones who live there, so it should come as no surprise that they were not informed of mutagenic industrial byproducts dripping down from above into certain underground areas. Most stay away from "The Blue", as they call it, but some... some...
Gaianame:
Character Name:
Gender: Before/After
Appearance: Before/After
Special Attributes:
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:22 am
Gaianame: Alex Ice
Character Name: Alex Eyce
Gender: Male/Male
Appearance: Scraggly, caucasian blonde, wearing a tattered hoody, old jacket, and jeans with ratty tennis shoes/After: A shaggy, bestial creature, somewhere in between wolf, badger, bear and mole.
Special Attributes: Enhanced digestive system means he can eat just about anything.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 9:36 am
Alex, or rather, "Ice", as most of his friends down in Otherside knew him, sat on a bench waiting for his best friends. He'd heard there was a big pile of "Blue" lying about and he'd be damned if he wasn't gonna take a look at it. Expansive as the underground tunnels were, he still lived in a limited world, a dangerous world, and he needed to do things like this to keep from going crazy. He kicked his feet and hummed as he waited.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:19 am
(Sounds amusing.)
Gaianame: Riku_necrothi
Character Name: Lysander Xenos
Gender: Male/Female (Just 'cause)
Appearance:
Before: Moderately tall, with pale skin from living underground, droopy eyes and no fat at all, so he's boney and almost skeletal. He wears a ragged black trench coat, cut up jeans and an old, stained white t-shirt.
After: Slightly taller, slim and beutiful. Perfect figure. Ears have become fox-like and moved to the top of her head. A long serpentine tail has sprouted.
Special Attributes: She can physically alter to fit any situation.
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:20 am
Lysander slouched over to the bench. "Hey." He said, slightly gloomily to Alex. "So, there's some Blue around here?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:25 am
"That's what I hear, Lys. So... you scared?"
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:29 am
"Hm, not at alll." Lysander said, leaning against the wall.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:31 am
Ice smiled an easy smile and scratched his cheek. "You got the spray paint to mark that we've been there?"
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:33 am
Lysander pulled out a can of bright red spray paint. "Yep, right here."
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:37 am
Smiling brighter, Alex threw up the horns and patted Lysander on the back. "Kick a**. Wanna set out?"
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:39 am
Lysander shrugged. "Depends on whether we're waiting on anyone else. Is anyone else coming?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:40 am
"Maybe. I left them copies of the map."
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:46 am
"If they can get there too, then let's go." Lysander said, straightening up and looking around. "Lead the way."
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:49 am
"Alright." Ice whipped out a crowbar and rammed it into the side of a rusty door. "Help me with this?"
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riku_necrothi Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:50 am
Lysander nodded, pulling out a crowbar of his own and applying pressure with it. Finally, the door popped open with a screech of rusty hinges.
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