Sixsmith

Origin of Species

Jerkchicken said
Do you have room for one more?

One of us, one of us, one of us...

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

So, since I'm a lazy butt, who else referenced a myth/legend/fairy tale with their character? o_o I only know of Puss in Boots (Pascale) and Cinderella (???) (Morella Cinder) because THINKING IS TOO HARD FOR ME.

Dammit, Brain, DAMMIT.

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

Pascale Isadora Buckley
—♫♪ Laissez-Faire ♫♪—

It'd be great to get out of the stuffy airship, get some fresh air, and maybe stretch a bit—do what a cat does best under the rays of the sun. Of course, she wasn't that fond of napping when exciting things were looming on the horizon. Edging closer to the storage room, Pascale paused, noticing footsteps that weren't quite in tandem with her own. Narrowing her eyes, she looked around, turning to see that there was not a soul in sight. There was always a chance that she was just going crazy, which she didn't quite mind, as long as it didn't impede her chances of becoming a huntress. Then again, there was a wet substance dripping from her bangs. Letting a glob of it foll onto the tip of her finger, she gave it a quick cat-like lick, smacking her lips together to get a good taste. Stepping back slightly to avoid anymore of the delicious, viscous liquid, Pascale turned her attention upwards and tilted her head.

"I think you dropped something. Pork brain, is it? It could use a bit of salt, maybe some cayenne pepper. Maybe not... I have an odd inclination toward spicy foods," she held her hand up, smiling as she spotted the figure above her. Her eyes immediately darted to the side for a second, "I wonder why..."

Taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, she fiercely rubbed the top of her head to remove the sauce. Odd that one would make pork brains into a sauce, but Pascale was never one to judge anyone based on their choice of food, unless they had cannibalistic intentions and were an immediate threat. Or just plain saw her as food. She had yet to come to that, aside from a few harmless Grimm creatures. Of course, she was getting side tracked as her eyes continued to follow the stream of 'special sauce' that hit the floor.

"I take it you're rather fond of lathering a surplus of this sauce onto your food," Pascale looked back up, arching a brow in question, "I guess it's nice to meetcha, the name's Pascale. I hadn't had the pleasure of running into any other students aboard the airship, or at least ones who wanted to talk to a girl with cat ears." Smiling brightly, she shoved her hand up toward Rygar, despite the distance between them, offering her immediate acquaintanceship and not necessarily noticing that he'd planned the whole sauce thing prior to catching her attention. Of course, Pascale tended to be oblivious to any direct bullying, insults, or anything else people would usually find offensive.

Something Just C L I Q U E D [Interest Check/Comedy/Slice-of-Life/High Casual]

That was quick. Lol

Something Just C L I Q U E D [Interest Check/Comedy/Slice-of-Life/High Casual]

I am very, very interested.

I need a comedy, sit-com RP because I've killed my sleeping schedule watching a whole season of The Office in a few days. @_@ And this sounds really interesting and, in my opinion, a lot different from the usual high school RP. So, yes, count me in. :D

Origin of Species

But, then you have to take into account natural selection. An entity would have to infer whether a species out of its influenced evolved to combat and survive occurrences and phenomena in their surrounding area or if they evolved for some other preconceived notion that isn't obvious from simply grazing its surroundings. It'd be generally difficult for an entity to determine if there are more like it in one space. I think this is where Termite wants us to get creative in how we interact with each other. ;o

I think this is where it becomes interesting and if an entity is reasonably paranoid or seems to have found the identity of another entity without its knowledge, then it's up to that entity to plan accordingly. I'd personally become sneaky and I think that's how Sower would act as well, in the beginning, that is... when it gets rolling, it won't care who knows of its existence. Fooling other entities may be difficult, though it may not, depending on how we play around with evolution. Obvious changes that don't fit with the surrounding habitat or doesn't necessarily help in a species survival, per se, is going to stick out like a sore thumb, but underlying changes by attributing them to the environment and how natural selection and mutations work would generally keep an entity's identity (lelelel) in the unknown.

So, depending on an entity's intent, we might be able to tell who's going to out themselves first. Of course, that doesn't mean someone's species is immediately going to get annihilated. There are advantages and disadvantages to everything. They have more room to work than the entities that are still in "hiding", but they lose the safety of the unknown in the process. SO MANY CHOICES.

@_@ This is so much like chess, but I think I actually find this easier to play out than chess.

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

ERode said
By gods. The amount of faunus here are atrocious.

Bring it, Lady Snootz Ma Gootz.

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

Pascale Isidora Buckley
—♫♪ La Baguette, La Baguette ♫♪—

Oh dios mio, the sweet caress of the suns rays upon her glorious hips as they sway with such melodic... melodic... melody.

"That's gross, shut up," bright, steely heels swung from their perch upon the railings, the faunus they were attached to scowling down the hall she'd ventured into, at the object of her conscience's sudden affection. A large window sat in front of her, safely shielding her from a lengthy fall. An odd look was thrown her way, as if her words were directed toward the nearest person. Pascale simply smiled and waved before turning her attention back to the view. Before her was displayed the entire city and the lovely looking and very symbolic tower of Beacon. If anything, her conscience should be totally consumed by the entire beauty of what lay below. The trip may have been boring, but at least the sights along the way didn't disappoint. Her inner monologue, slightly on the insane side, would hiss in a Hispanic tone; she had determined long ago that if she separated her intuition from herself, it'd provide more interesting scenarios for which she could amuse herself with. As long as Pascale knew when to draw the line.

Getting from where she lived prior to going to Beacon was a difficult task. She hadn't the opportunity most children had when they decided to become hunters or huntresses. Signal wasn't a choice for her as she hopped from family to family; her location and guardianship wasn't consistent enough for the school to allow access. Most importantly, her own multi-layered Cinderella story didn't allow access to a future until she was placed in the right family. From there, it was a little too late, but through the years she'd trained herself to the extremes when no one knew, to keep her at the apex of her own fitness and health. With the help of a recent guardian, she'd landed herself a Signal exam to enter into Beacon, under 'home schooled', if that even existed. It helped that her foster parent was a trained hunter. Going in, Pascale was at a great disadvantage, having not attended Signal and ultimately being a faunus, either of which was out of her control.

Maybe it was luck that pushed her through, or maybe she just underestimated herself. Not knowing anything about her opponent, though, she had successfully taken down the cocky student within a matter of seconds. That, in itself, landed her directly into Beacon, though she did apologize sincerely to the unconscious kid. Maybe it was the fact that he underestimated her and she couldn't blame him; she was a faunus, she hadn't attended Signal or any other school, and she was female. The latter part she was very, very glad to have proved wrong. Many great huntresses littered Remnant and Pascale wanted more than anything to be counted among them. Even if she counted herself lucky, which she no doubt was, but not for the purpose she had determined. Pascale was Beacon worthy, like many of the newcomer freshmen among her.

A smile graced her features, her drooped cat ears twitching jovially. Standing at the announcement, she proceeded to approach the storage room, hoping to get there just as the ship landed. She wanted to make sure she got to the opening ceremony early, or else she actually would end up late. No distractions, no—

"Oh, shiny," Pascale shook her head, "Nope, not happening."

Origin of Species

Wow Spore. Such disappoint. Many retconning. Much lost potential. So sad. :(

I like the idea of being restricted to the species as a whole, though... uh... I only say this because I intend to make creatures that are the environment itself. @_@ You will all live upon my world-species and you will all bow to its will. Don't test the hunger of an entire world; it shall consume all who deny its greatness. D:<

I shall call it... Leviathan. Such wow. Much originality.

EDIT: Can Morgan Freeman be the monologue for this entire RP? I vote for that.

Origin of Species

No, it's just a science overload. Happens to errybody.