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Is this an already existing RP?

((Yes. This is the RPing section,))

When do we start??? :D

((You can start whenever you want. *yawns* Ill do into post for my characters in a minute or two... You can make first RP post.))

V-Load sat in the bench of her cell. Her eyes implied she was day dreaming. But of what? Freedom, she was day dreaming of freedom...freedom of the chip in her brain that let's the scientists control her...freedom from this god forsaken lab...

V-Load tilited her head up to the roof. The metal pipes on her neck groaning as she moved. She wondered what it was like to be...smaller...her body was un-naturaly long...twice the size it should be...
She looked back at the floor, her mechanical parts once again groaning with her movements.

Velvet Rose rubbed the bump on her head. 'Ugh. I hate having Pegasus wings! I'm just sleeping peacefully, and suddenly I spring awake because my wings flutter up to the ceiling in my cell! Ugh......' she thought. Walking over to the mirror in her cell, she sighed, staring at her beautiful appearance in it. Her lips twisted into a small smile, and she did a pirouette on the tips of her toes, admiring her wings, making her laugh when they tickled her. Fluttering slowly up to the ceiling, she had some fun by flying around the room, listening with her keen ears to sounds in the cells around her.

Silverina Star awoke to a searing pain in her back and right arm. 'Not again.' she thought. Moving her left arm over to rub her right one, she sat up in her bed and walked over to her mirror. Staring at her reflection, she thought, 'If my body can't be beautiful because of this metal THING on my arm,' she glared at her right mechanical arm, 'At least my wings make up for them with their glaring beauty that shine like the sun's rays shimmering on the ocean water at the sunset.' Silverina sighed and slowly unsheathed her sword, fluttering up with her wings and swinging the sword around, cutting down invisible scientists. Falling back to the floor, she sat back on her bed and twirled her sword in her fingers.

Foxy Hawk bit her lip hard to stop from laughing. Tasting blood in her mouth, she cursed her razor sharp fox teeth and chuckled a bit, her tails tickling her back and face, blowing her longer than ankle long hair into her face. Her fox ears twitched playfully on top of her head, listening to sounds coming from other cells around her. Moving over to the mirror on her 3 and a half inch heels, she stroked her tails lovingly and slowly started braiding her long hair until they were a bunch of braids braided into one really long braid like the one Rapunzel wore in Tangled. Sitting back on her bed, she drifted into her thoughts, wondering how her family was back at home without her.

(hopefully my ping worked for everyone >.>)

((anyway, I'm here to inform everyone there is going to be a slight change in the way we go about this. I have been givin permission to be the Narrator of this RP. Don't freak out lol I will simply be narrating to keep the RP rollin and nothing else. Because of this roll, I am co-writer/partners with Crystal and we will be working together to make this as fun as possible.

For those of you wondering what genre this RP is, it is a Survival Horror RP. With Survival Horror, there will be gore, violence and language. No one can use weapons PERIOD. There are 3 things you can do if faced with danger; Run, Hide, or Fight. Some of the characters will be killed off (as fairly as possible). We will discuses a characters death with said person and agree upon the terms but be assured at least one of your characters will still be alive at the end of this.

Right now I will wait for everyone to post what each of their character is doing, the RP hasn't officially started until the Narrator comes in so... like Crystal said... just do whatever you want with your character in their cell for now ^.^))

((Ping didn't get through, Daemon. But yeah, got it everyone?))

It's been a few days since the dramatic change to Flares body. She stretched out on her bed and yawned. Her head hung over the foot of the bed and she looked out though the bars of her prison. "There's nothing to see" She blinked as she sat back up and scooted to the head of the bed. "There's nothing-to-Do." She said as boredom began to chew at her. With a heavy sigh, she looked down her body. Covered in fur, Flare didn't need a blanket though she still felt cold. She leaned herself back down and closed her eyes, listening in closely with her sensitive ears. Whispers and wings fluttering was all she heard. "Seems like everyone is getting more used to their bodies too... I wonder if there's any guys here.." She thought. Flare only had glances of the others when they were carted off but nothing else. No one really spoke up or tried to communicate with the others in this cell block either so all she could do is wonder what else happened to these people. As Flare drifted in and out of a trance her hand glided down her stomach, her fingertips threatening to push themselves under her pantie line. Letting out a defeated sigh, Flare blushed, "there's nothing to do..." she thought as her rabbit like feet pressed against the cold stone wall.