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Camp for Supernatural Teens

Deep in the woods, more than a mile out, a young werewolf of about 17 smells thescent of golden brown marshmallows, and... Sniff sniff... "is that blood?" Mutt thinks to himself. He contemplates between the squirrel in his hand, and possibly stealing a meal from what he expects to be one or two campers. Weighing the options, he decided that he would bring the squirrel with him and investigate.

"If they are cooking smores, ill leave them be. I dont need to eat any chocolate and get the runs like last time. But if they are only roasting marshmallows, i can scare em from the gooey goodness!" His fanged mouth waters at the thought of devouring handfuls of golden brown marshmallows. So, he howls loudly into the cool night air, so that the echo can be heard for miles, then he bites down into the squirrel, so he dosnt loose it, and then he dashes off on all fours in the direction of the mouthwatering scent.

As he gets closer and closer he realizes he is going towards the lake! He remembered fishing there often, and seeing some buildings across the way. Maybe if he was lucky, it was somebodies summer home, or a camp ground, where he could regularly loot the stash of marshmallows. The thought of plundering marshmallow causes him to loose control of his transformation, an he found his arms and leggs growing their fur and claws in thick matted portions. His tail and ears were also comming out. Basically, he transformed into the full fledged werewolf that he was. A 4' tall (huge for a wolf standard) black furred, 250 lb (about 100 lbs heavier than a regular wolf) marshmallow stealing monster!

He got to the edge of the lake within a minut or two at his incredible speed, and darted the long way around, that way, during the last hundred or so yards, the moon would be at his back. this would hopefully make him seem much more terrifying than he actually was. He dashed, until he was just barely within view of the campers, but still far enough that neither their fire, nor even a strong flashlight could illuminate him. Then, he took an immense breath and....

"ARRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo!!!!" Filled the night air a second time.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

Thanks. I wont hesitate to jump right in. Right after I chuckle at my magical werewolf xD

High Fantasy Faction War

Gareth said
(I'm assuming there are universities for humans in 2230 ad.)

Yes universities exist! Where else would humans train the doctors and engineers who build the super soldiers? Hope you dont mind, but your char will be a billionaire if you want him to be one of the original mechanics behind the super soldiers.
Most deffinately accepted.

Mana-script Academy for the gifted (Magical School RP)

Are werewolves okay?

Mutt character page

Name:
Mutt

Age:
17

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Mutt is very hard in the beginning when you first meet him. He seems like the quiet type who might explode without so much as a moments notice. When he does talk, he dosnt seem stupid, but neither does he seem educated. After breaking past his tough exterior, he will surely be your best friend. He is, when comfortable, compassionate, carring, protective, and loyal. He has a passion for the simple things in life, like a patt on the back, a "Good job Mutt" from someone he cares about, and occasionally getting caught outside on a rainy day. As a powerful person to rival against, but a MUCH stronger friend, Mutt is just a great guy to have around.
Picture:
(Will add after i draw it. Im no artist, but i hand sketch all my character sheets pictures accept rarely.) Mutt is a 6'3 tall, tanned male with broad shoulders, and a lean, but muscular build. He has a haid full of thick, matted dark blue, almost black hair, that he stopped trying to tame. He has deep, powerfully set eyes, and a strong jaw line. His teeth dont seem quiet normal for a human, but who is a dentist here anyways right? He likes wearing dark, colorfull clothing, usually browns, reds, and copper. He walks around barefoot in a muscle shirt and shorts, but will put on sandals if the dress code requires such. His fingernails, and toenails, come to clean, sharp points quite naturally.
Bio:
Mutt's parents were both Werewolves, and top notch ones at that. His family line on his fathers side is famous for mastering the "Partial Transformation." When he was younger, him and his parents were close, especially his father. They would run off chassing the sun set at impossible speeds, with their fur/hair tangling in the wind, for hours and hours. They never enrolled him in school, simply because they knew the other children wouldnt be accepting of a werewolf. They learnt that lesson for him by themselves.
Unfortunately, when Mutt was still young, his father was killed. He never learnt why, or how, or even by who, but somehow mutt knew he was killed. A few months after, his mother died of disease. This didnt stop mutt though. He went to public school, in hopes to honor his parents, accelling in the few years he spent there. Other students learnt he was a wolf in only a short amount of time, and that he was an orphan who lived in the forest and hunted after school. The Nickname mutt started as an insult, but Mutt quite enjoyed it, and gladly took it on, replacing his original name. "im a mutt. I clean my coat, i live under the stars, and i chase sunsets. Its fitting." He would always tel people who tried to insult him.
After he turned 16 he learnt of a strange ability that he assumed he got from his fathers side. He could control the earth! Well that was all the reason he had to apply to a school for magic! After he was accepted, he set off on foot, to pursue his new education. Little did he realize it was a half world away, which is why he arrived a litle late in the school year. None the less, he is open for new experiences, and to learn about his power, and possibly about his heritage. After all, his parents never told him where WEREWOLVES come from, only babie and other stuff that never truly caught his interest. Hey if he is lucky, he might find some Silverfang family trophies in their halls. With his father, Mutt wouldnt be the least surprised.

[/b]Powers[/b]
[list]

primary: earth, werewolf transfomation.

secondary: shows signs to possibly learn electric

the power of friendship and love, the likes of which can compare to any magic

This char i made for a different rp, but i got denied. Still looking for a chance to use him. Only thing not in there that you asked for, is a photo that im working on, and

How can you work in a team: Mutt can fullfill many of the roles of a stereotypical rpg knight with supernatural strength, magic resistant skin (werewolf blood) and rapid healing abilities (werewolf blood). He can also play the role of a survival specialist. He knows from his time in the wild how to get food, and shelter, and even clean water. Most importantly, he can play the role of a friend. Nobody thinks of what a friends warm grasp can do in stressfull situations, or having a dog lick their wounds to keep them from getting infected.

So watcha say? Am I in?

Camp for Supernatural Teens

I want to join! Ill make a new cs and post it in my sig, then copy paste it here. Just a heads up, i like to take an hour to type them up, and make them look pretty. I either want to use my char Mutt from my sig, or make a new character. Ill edit this and put the hider in this post for Mutt, and if he isnt accepted, tell me the boundaries i crossed and ill have a new cs up in no time for someone totalt new.
(Ive been pumping out characters on various site for a couple weeks now, an its gotten to be one of my favorite parts of rp)

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Edited to add in a cs without flooding the page with post.

Mutt character page

Name:
Mutt

Age:
17

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Mutt is very hard in the beginning when you first meet him. He seems like the quiet type who might explode without so much as a moments notice. When he does talk, he dosnt seem stupid, but neither does he seem educated. After breaking past his tough exterior, he will surely be your best friend. He is, when comfortable, compassionate, carring, protective, and loyal. He has a passion for the simple things in life, like a patt on the back, a "Good job Mutt" from someone he cares about, and occasionally getting caught outside on a rainy day. As a powerful person to rival against, but a MUCH stronger friend, Mutt is just a great guy to have around.
Picture:
(Will add after i draw it. Im no artist, but i hand sketch all my character sheets pictures accept rarely.) Mutt is a 6'3 tall, tanned male with broad shoulders, and a lean, but muscular build. He has a haid full of thick, matted dark blue, almost black hair, that he stopped trying to tame. He has deep, powerfully set eyes, and a strong jaw line. His teeth dont seem quiet normal for a human, but who is a dentist here anyways right? He likes wearing dark, colorfull clothing, usually browns, reds, and copper. He walks around barefoot in a muscle shirt and shorts, but will put on sandals if the dress code requires such. His fingernails, and toenails, come to clean, sharp points quite naturally.
Bio:
Mutt's parents were both Werewolves, and top notch ones at that. His family line on his fathers side is famous for mastering the "Partial Transformation." When he was younger, him and his parents were close, especially his father. They would run off chassing the sun set at impossible speeds, with their fur/hair tangling in the wind, for hours and hours. They never enrolled him in school, simply because they knew the other children wouldnt be accepting of a werewolf. They learnt that lesson for him by themselves.
Unfortunately, when Mutt was still young, his father was killed. He never learnt why, or how, or even by who, but somehow mutt knew he was killed. A few months after, his mother died of disease. This didnt stop mutt though. He went to public school, in hopes to honor his parents, accelling in the few years he spent there. Other students learnt he was a wolf in only a short amount of time, and that he was an orphan who lived in the forest and hunted after school. The Nickname mutt started as an insult, but Mutt quite enjoyed it, and gladly took it on, replacing his original name. "im a mutt. I clean my coat, i live under the stars, and i chase sunsets. Its fitting." He would always tel people who tried to insult him.
After he turned 16 he learnt of a strange ability that he assumed he got from his fathers side. He could control the earth! Well that was all the reason he had to apply to a school for magic! After he was accepted, he set off on foot, to pursue his new education. Little did he realize it was a half world away, which is why he arrived a litle late in the school year. None the less, he is open for new experiences, and to learn about his power, and possibly about his heritage. After all, his parents never told him where WEREWOLVES come from, only babie and other stuff that never truly caught his interest. Hey if he is lucky, he might find some Silverfang family trophies in their halls. With his father, Mutt wouldnt be the least surprised.

[/b]Powers[/b]
[list]

primary: earth, werewolf transfomation.

secondary: shows signs to possibly learn electric

the power of friendship and love, the likes of which can compare to any magic

I made this char for a different rp, but he was rejected. Id hope he can make it here though.

Hellooo

"So horrific in fact, im just going to go now.. "I walk to the front door, slam it open , and walk into the sunset. Why the sunset you may ask? Because bad a**es dont look at explosions. I reach into my pocket, and drop a grenade out of it as i walk. Right before its supposed to go off, i stop to put my sunglasses on. The sunset was begining to glare in my eyes, and for some mysterious, unexplainable reason, my foot fell asleep.

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T00th said
Name: Race: Elvin (elf)Age: 38 (so 28 human if I got that right.)Appearance:Personality: Kind of brash and bossy. Really authoritative, not that everyone listens. Bio: Abilities/ special: (anything about your hero. From their alchemy a an elf, to their suit's abilities as a human.)

You left the cs very incomplete. Could you finish that up for me? And elven years of age should be humanx10 in terms of how valuable their body still is. A 38 year old elf though much wiser and stronger, has as much life to look forward to as a 3 year old almost 4 year old human.

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Tirah aproaches the picture curiously. Her sandals pat lightly on the floor as she walks up to it. Upon finally reaching the picture, her eyes widen, and her hand instinctively reaches up and forward to touch it. "This is it" she thought to herself. "My new school, my new future! Time to show everyone what sort of cloth im cut from." Butterflies fill her stomache, and her heart jumps into her throat. One final gasp later, she touches the painting, and the sensation of being swooped off of her feet fills her. From solid groun she now finds herself falling, freefalling at that, with no control, and no idea where up or down are.

She rotates once, or twice in the air, and finds the ground a little too late, via her hinde quarters. She lounds with a loud "OOF!" Escaping her lungs. Then she stands up and takes in the school before her. Once more, her eyes widen, and her face lights up with glee. The bruis upon her bum is blund to last a week at max, but the breathtaking view will last a lifetime. She stops and squeezes her eyes shut trying to take a mental picture, remembering every door, and every window, every brick and each fine detail before her.

It is in her time that she is thinking so fiercly to remember her first seconds here forever that she realizes something that sends fear ripping through her thin body. "MY SUITCASE!" She yelps out, before jolting her eyes skyward. She realized just in the nick of time too, for had she delaye even a second later she would have no time to react, and would have been knocked out cold by her falling luggage. She scoots to the side frantically, a small squeel escaping her as she does, and her luggage falls with a great THUD! The case pops open dumping her pencils, notebooks, pictures an other various school supplies al about her.

"Aaah!" She squeeks, with her hands up in tightly clenched fist, so tightly clenched that her knuckles are white. "Noo! That took hours to pack!" Her excited look slips off her face for only a second before she realizes where she is. And then... "YES! I MADE IT! IM HERE IM HERE!" And Tirah finds herself jumping into triumphant fist pumps.

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Alright. Fair enough. Ill post IC now then!

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Alright ill post IC when it seems apropriate( probably next time everyone is outside). Should i have my character fall from the sky like the rest of you?

Haha i totally psyched myself up for this, and im EXCITED to use a squishy character! I cant wait to get my drawing kit back, so i can start sketching her out! Id volunteer as a villain, but first id like tome to adjust to your styles an levels of rp. I am fresh from a site with a 255 character limit, so i might need a few post to get on everybodies level.