Saarebas

Spliced

Marshall let out a groan as the needles pierced him. He didn't like the way Vlad said finding a new injection sight but he could already feel the warm sensation spreading up his arm and leg then to the rest of his body. He let out a few more groans and grunts as the warm feeling turned into a deep burning that seeped into each of his muscles. It wasn't long until he began to grow and his clothes shredded just like before, As he turned into his monstrous form and his old features came into sight new ones began to develop. The first that could be seen were the four new eyes that popped up on his face, giving him six in total. The next were the tiny hairs that began to spring up all over his body, there dark brown color almost covering his black and blue hide. The last was his fangs changing, them growing and beginning to drip venom. When the changes were down the monster let out a deafening screech that rang out of the basement.

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Dirge offered Jackson his usual bizarre grin as he asked about his readiness for the journey they were about to set out to do. He gave a slight nod, well as close to a nod as his massive and stiff neck would allow him, before speaking in his deep, rocky and up beat voice. "Yeas I is ready. I got clang with me!" After he said that he removed his club, the giant engine block mounted on a long thick poll, from it's place on his back and held it out in front of him, trying to show him that this was the before mentioned clang. He then held the club to himself like a child would do to a dear toy and started to sing rather loudly and clumsily to himself. "Clang, clang, clang smash! Clang, clang, clang crash!" That went on for a few minutes before the others began to arrive and Dirge decided to put his club back onto his back.

As the group started to gather Dirge offered each of them his stomach turning grin and a wave of his huge hand as they arrived, which would of made anyone think twice that if this was indeed a super mutant the blood thirsty creatures that destroy whole towns. He listened to Jackson about how he wanted everyone to be ready and in his mind Dirge found that kind of sweet, like a protective mom would check her children's backpack before school. He kept his smile on as he looked over the group but after a few moments he found himself inching towards the super mutant, well his inching were more like full strides compared to a human. His limited interaction with his own kind has always left him rather curious about them, if there were other "defects" like him, and he had the slight hope of making a new friend.

The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

Pretty good :)

The Never Ending Hunt

Hircine watched the on going fight with a slight interest. He stayed both quite in still as the assassin leapt from the shadows and strike the hunter, keeping up his silent watching as the would be killer retreated to the shadows. But as the assassin reemerged Hircine lowered his stance and held his hands to his sides, his nails shifting into long black claws. He was ready if the assassin managed to avoid the spirits attacks again, he would pounce at the killer and pin her to the ground holding his claws to her throat.

Dragon age rp?

Yay :) and so do I! *swoons at a picture of Wrex* Also about the mage part. Are you okay with that as well?

Spliced

Marshall rolled his eyes again as Vlad fashioned him into the chair. No matter how many times it happened Marshall still wasn't use to the chair or Vlad.

Dragon age rp?

Dragon age 2 Qunari of course. Though there has been a reason given to why they look so different between games, but I'll try to keep my nerd levels down for now.

Spliced

Marshall rolled his eyes as he shifted against the restraints. "Yeah doc because it's not like I'm not one of the deadliest creatures on the planet all ready."

Spliced

Marshall was rubbing the sleep from his eye as he walked pass Vlad and into the lab. "Spider huh? Spinning webs and all that jazz?" He said with a smirk before he lazily dropped into the steel chair.

Spliced

Marshall let out a groan as he opened his eyes. He was hanging from the bar in his room wearing a old T-shirt and boxers when Vlad barged in. "Uh doc too early! He said before he lazily came to his feet. He let out a yawn and stretched before speaking in a drowsy voice. "Which one did you have in mind today doc?"