MonsieurShade

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As Jacque continued along the path before him he caught the scents of two other creatures up ahead. The first was quite clearly human, however there was a strange tinge to it that he couldn't quite figure out, the other scent however instantly sent a cold shiver up his spine, reptilian, accented with the strong, acrid smell of brimstone meant that there was a dragon ahead. Jacque came to a halt, he felt his heart thudding heavily in his chest as he felt the tingling sensation of adrenaline raging through his body, a fairly normal response for any creature that knew there was an apex predator nearby. He considered briefly the idea of just cutting through the woods to go home, however his sense of pride wouldn't allow it, it would not allow him, a wendigo, a being that ranked as one of the highest members of the food chain, to take an alternate path to avoid something else. "Just play it cool La Croix" Jacque muttered as he breathed slowly to calm his heart and began to jog once more, though at a slower pace than the one he'd had earlier. It wasn't long before he caught sight of two figures ahead; a young woman ,a human, who appeared to be berating an older male sitting on a bench, the dragon. Jacque fought down the sense of bewilderment as he witnessed the woman's actions, 'That child has no clue what she's dealing with...' Jacque mused as he fought down another stab of fear and jogged past the two, sparing a quiet "Pardon me" as he jogged around Lillah, all the while trying to discretely glance at Drake. In the span of a second, Jacque's eye went from blue, to crimson, to blue once more, though it would have been hard to tell as he never stopped jogging.

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It didn't take long for Jacque to finish his meal, there was of course the small delay of removing Kyle's clothing for himself, but afterwards only mere ten minutes had passed before everything that Kyle had once been was reduced to nothing more a few flecks of blood on the grass below. The wendigo licked his claws clean and yawned, content with the feeling of a stomach full of flesh, still though he couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment at the lack of entertainment before his meal. Jacque let out a heavy sigh and examined the clothing; The shirt was covered in blood and was therefor too risky to wear, so he wiped his face with the shirt begrudgingly ate it, thankfully however the pants and belt were clean, however Jacque couldn't bring himself to wear another man's underwear, so he flicked them into the bushes with a claw, lastly came the shoes, a bit big for him, but he'd manage. Jacque twisted his head a bit eliciting a string of cracks from his neck before he reverted back into his human form, shedding his fur, rearranging his bones, and regrowing the lost flesh from his face as though he had never transformed in the first place. The now naked young man quickly donned the pants and shoes and walked until he came out onto a trail and broke into a jog . Jacque was in decent shape, not extremely muscular, but not thin to the point of looking frail, he sported the frame of a track runner, which should would help should someone actually stop him, though given the time of year, the likelihood of a shirtless male jogger being stopped was nil.

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Sorry to hear that Saarebas. Thanks for investing in the RP when you did though.

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edboy49 said
Um, is this still open?If so, can Angels be used?

There was a discussion about this a little while ago, check out the first page, specifically the part on groups of creatures. An Angel would be classified as a higher power character, therefor you must make a species sheet for Angels. But please try to keep it balanced for the sake of everyone else. Although an Angel may be nigh invulnerable in heaven, they might not have the same invulnerability on earth.

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Dmessenger said
is this really going to be one of those rps where even though it's free everyone writes a book for each post

T'is just how some people start in a new RP. My posts will definitely become shorter as time goes on, I merely wished to make a good impression for my intro.

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By the way, is it alright to post again, or are we still waiting for someone?

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pfff...that'd be funny. If Jacque wasn't enjoying his 'manwhich' I might've volunteered XD

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You guys are too kind, really XD

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Still hate typing a lot of words, but my first post was totally worth it. As was the wait~

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As the full moon hung overhead casting its soft pale glow down onto the earth beneath, accented by countless numbers of glittering stars, the air was filled with the slightly humid heat of early summer, along with the songs of the local fauna. Truly it was a beautiful night for a moonlit stroll, or, in the case of an auburn haired boy who appeared to be in his late teens, a moonlit hunt. This 'boy' was none other than Jacque La Croix, and his current location was the thick branch of a tree in one of the local park's nature trails. Jacque stared downward, mouth twitching a bit as he waited for his latest abductee to awaken from his slumber. As if on cue, the young blond haired man whom he'd lured out of a house party and knocked out awakened, "Ugh...my head. Where-" "Are you? The park Kyle. Arrowhead park to be specific.", the man jumped a bit and looked upward, eliciting a chuckle from Jacque. The man -Kyle- staggered to his feet as he recognized Jacque, "Wait, you're the asshole that was hitting on Laura, what the fuck!? Why the hell did you drag me out here you shit?!", Jacque grinned, his mouth splitting impossibly wide as the scent of copper began to waft through the air, "You told me to step outside. So we're outside. I felt it would be awful though if we interrupted the party though so I decided to find us a more suitable spot. I would've told you but I doubt you would've listened. So I decked you.".

Kyle started sweating a bit and coughed as the scent of copper hit him, he could feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was, "You knocked me out and dragged me all the way out here to fight me? That doesn't make any sense...". Jacque's impossible grin only stretched further, revealing nearly twice the number of teeth in a human's mouth, "Fight you? Heavens no! I dragged you out here because I want to play a little game." he said as the scent of copper grew heavy enough to taste, causing Kyle to wretch and gag, though the smell wasn't nearly as worrying as the sudden stab of primal fear he felt, "Why would I ever play a game with you, you freak? I'm fucking out of here, you ain't worth it.". Kyle turned to walk away only to find Jacque standing mere inches away from him, "Perhaps you didn't hear me the first time....", Jacque reached out and grabbed Kyle's throat, raising the slightly larger man with one hand as though he was weightless, "I want to play a game.". Kyle struggled and kicked feebly as Jacque held him in place, his eye bulged a bit as Jacque clamped down and began rifling through Kyle's pockets with his free hand. "Jeez you struggle a lot, fine if you really wanna be such a spoil sport, we'll do a short one..." Jacque said as he came away from Kyle's pocket with a quarter, "Heads or tails?", the 'boy' inquired. Kyle gasped a bit, realizing that there was no way out of it and just barely managed to rasp 'Heads'. Jacque's blue eyes danced with excitement, "'Atta boy, looks like I get tales then." he said before flipping the coin and catching it. They both looked at the coin as it lay flat in Jacque's palm; tails was the outcome. "Tough luck Kyle...you lost." Jacque chuckled as he loosened his grip enough for Kyle to speak, "SOMEBODY HELP ME,THIS FUCKER IS INSANE!" he howled, only for Jacque to punch him in the gut and cluck his [Jacque's] tongue, "Now now, no need to be a sore loser.".

It was shortly after Jacque said that when things truly became terrifying for Kyle; Jacque's body began to transform, it grew and twisted in all manner of ways as his bones broke and reshaped, starting first with his hands with sprouted claws that stabbed Kyle's neck just enough to draw blood. Jacque's clothing tore as his body grew and fur sprouted, his ribs actually began to tear themselves free of his skin. Kyle wasn't focused at all on that however, only on Jacque's head as horn like protrusions sprouted from his head, and most of the skin and flesh on his face tore open and sloughed off leaving nothing but bones that were gruesomely breaking and reshaping, taking the shape more akin to that of a canine's skull than that of a human's. Jacque never screamed, nor broke eye contact with Kyle as his body grew and morphed. His glowing red eyes bored into Kyle's as he began to salivate, "You should've agreed to play my game Kyle. Had I chosen a longer game you might have won...". The creature which had at one point been an auburn haired young man opened its mouth to reveal rows of massive jagged teeth, eliciting a piercing screech from Kyle. This would be the last sound he ever made before the top portion of his head was ripped free and devoured in a shower of bones, blood, and bits of brain.

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Very well

Name: Jacque La Croix
Gender: Male
Age: 32 (appears 17)

Appearance (Description or Picture):: His human form - As a wendigo

Quote (figured i'd add this to allow people to get a general feel of him):"Not in a game playing mood? Allow me to provide some motivation then. The loss of this game will result in the loss of your life. I will devour you down to the last bit of gristle in your bones. No amount of begging bribing or threatening will change this because much like your looks and social status, your words mean nothing to me. Your thirty second head start began twelve seconds ago... "

When in his human form he stands at approximately 5'11" and weighs about 61kilograms and as a wendigo he stands at roughly 7'1" and weighs around 128 kilograms

Personality: Jacque has a somewhat cynical outlook on life, he can be crude, blunt, and rather pessimistic, although the extent of these qualities is unknown due to his usually reserved nature and dull expression, though behind those blue eyes is a cold and intelligent hunter who is constantly calculating his next move. Upon transforming, preparing to transform, or on the hunt, Jacque's personality changes as much as his appearance, he becomes a sadistic, taunting being that enjoys stalking and playing with his victims before consuming them, much like how a cat plays with its prey. Strangely enough this side of him enjoys its games so much that if a human manages to best him, he'll allow them to leave (granted he'll strike them over the head to knock them out, steal their wallets and leave them at hospital, claiming that he'd found them after what he assumed was a mugging).

Do they wish to reveal themselves (unlikely): Not at all.