This is a world for massive Role play. I was bored, and had some spare time. Okay, so heres the deal, The storyline will revolve around mythical instances and creatures (a.k.a Vampires, Elves, Werewolfs, etc.) You will be able to pick your characters, their species, gender, names, background, everything. (ORIGNIAL CHARACTERS ONLY!!!) I do not want to see some Naruto character randomly thrown in there (even if they are being slaughtered). If you wish to join, all you have to do is PM me or place a comment, use a smoke signal for all I care, just contact me somehow. I would prefer, when you contact me, that you give me a character description, just becuase I want to know all my members. It can be short, sweet, and to the point; somthing like, Name, Age, gender, species, and a short background summary/story. I like to read, so give me all you got. The storyline has not been set in stone yet. But there are some basis' that you need to know. (IMPORTANT!!) The setting takes place in the future where experiments with particle accelerators (machines that accelerate atoms at a high velocity and smash them so that they break up into their basic components) had opened up a portal to a different dimension. This portal allowed all those creatures that shouldn't exist to cross over into ours. To make matters worse, The portal that was opened is slowly eating away at the Earth. This cuases mass panic to spread. However the breakthrough with the accelerators led to the technology allowing all those with money (the "important" people {dumbasses}) to escape. Those left behind, humans and creatures alike, have to survive in the "new world" which they refer to as "Reishionkhet," the ever shrinking land.

Okay, thats about it. I'm hopeing the story will develop into somehting awesome. I'm expecting, drama, gore, angst, romance, and of course, humor. Be sarcastic, be interesting, be orignial! Good Luck!

Members:
ChildsSutaku: Name: Maret, Species: Werewolf, Gender: Male, Age: 19

IyamiNaHamusutaa: Name: Alkaline, Species: Shapeshifter, Gender: varies, Age: varies

Eating a Trash Can

I heard his muffled voice from outside, "mime tor ackfast". I was pissed! HOW DARE HE! I still wasn't sure of what had happened, but I could feel it now. The beautiful sun had risen above the barren horizon at last. As I sat in my tin cage I ponder whether it would be more appropriate to shift into a bear or someother horrible beasty. I could hear him luming over head, cackling like a mad man. That was the last straw, I thought BIG, and so I grew. Expanding up and up until, CRACK! The trash can split and my head hit the unfortunate boy right under the jaw. Before he even knew what had happened, I quickly took human form. I was now a rather tall, rather lovely, rather angry young man. I stood over the stuned boy waiting for his next move.

~Alkaline

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Tired! *yawn* I'm going to bed, talk to ya tomorrow, can't wait to hear what happens next XD

Eating Out of The Trashcan

Crap! The little fruitcake bit me! I hissed out a pained breath and frantically shook my hand in the air, trying to fling off the pain. Blood began to run down my arm and drip onto the cracked assfault. The thing better not be rabid. After glaring down at my wound for several more seconds, I swiftly turned my attention to the creature that was trying to scurry away in a panic. A growl passed my lips. It was too early and I was too starving to put up with this crap. A part of my mind just wanted to let the rodent go and have its extra day of life, but another part, the one that had its pride hurt by a creature whose brain was barely the size of a pea, told me to chase and stomp the stupid thing until it was nothing but a pool of squirrle goo. I found the stomping idea more mentally satisfying, so I went with that. Giving my hand one last shake, I set off in a sprint, having no trouble catching up the smaller animal. When I was less then a foot away, my bloodlust got the better of me, and I foolishly dove at the squirrle in a blind rage. The creature squeaked in surprise and quickly darted sharply to the left, down a narrow alleyway. I cried out, more in frustion then pain, when my face came into contact with the grating surface of the cement. However, I didn't take time to bask in my shame. Without hardly missing a beat, I scrambled to my feet and continued my persuit. The little bastard was just about to break free of the alley, when a rusted, metal object appeared in my perriphial vision. With a smirk, I grabbed it. When the squirrle was less then a centimeter from escape, I heaved the object high over my head and then thrust it down upon the creature. I laughed freely when I heard it rustling underneath, trying desperatly to escape. I always knew trashcans were good for somehting. With the squirrle affectively trapped withing the can, I took the time to admire the sun that had just made its way over the landscape. The warmth that spread over my skin like small, childlike kisses, made a smile form on my face. I looked down at the trashcan and my smile widened. After giving the side one swift kick out of spite, I kneeled down beside it, and in the most sadistic voice I could muster, said "Just in time for breakfast."

The Great Chase

I watched this boy as he came closer and closer, nose in the air. I watched as he approched my tree, and looked up at me with crazy eyes. I looked down at him, daring him, trying to stare him down. There was a great rummble (his stomach I think it was) and then he was off. He scaled the tree under a second. He was too fast, my little squirrl legs slide out from under me as he lifted me into the air. Dammit I thought to my self, Its to early for this crap. I struggled in the boys hand as he jumped from the tree. I should have shifted into something less cuddly and a bit more useful.
Thinking fast, I opened my petite mouth and took a small chunk out of his hand. With a yell of pain he dropped me and I ran for dear life, hoping the sun would raise above the horizan soon.

~Alkaline

The Hope of Nurishment

My stomache growled, loudly protesting its lack of content. I groaned and rubbed it softly with the palm of my hand in apology. There had to be somthing aroung here to eat; I'd settle for chewed gum if I could get a calorie or two. Luckily, the full moon was still two weeks away. Best case scenario, I would find somthing to eat within that time span. If not, I would be in for a hell of a transformation. Food was a must for me. If I turned into my better, more fluffy, half on an empty stomach, I'd be having cramps for a week. (Not to mention the mindless rampaging) It's like driving under the influence. When my human form is incompetant in keeping itself alive, beasty makes up for it with a more agressive approach. Not very keen on loseing my self control, I began to search the wind for the scent of anything edible. After several minutes, I caught a whiff of something. It was feint, but nearby, indicating that the prey was small. Tiny infact. Not the most substantial of meals, but it would do. ANYTHING would do. I focused my hearing on the near vacinity in order to locate my meal. I heard scurrying to my left, and the slight chuckling of small, flat teeth. I knew the twitchy presence well, unfortunatly. I heaved a sigh and prepared myself for a short chase. It looked like I was having squirrle for dinner yet again.

And so it began.........

I've seen them before, bright eyed bushy tailed, stalking the tree tops. Strange creature indeed they were. I decided to join them in there tree top fortress overnight. Twas pleasnt, warm, and safe, or so I thought.

Twas nearly morning, I could see the faint glow of the sun reaching over the horizan. Almost time, I thought. You see our peoples worship the sun in all its glory. It gives use our power and this sun in particular was very giving, nothing like the one from my home. Here I could shift at the least ten times a day.

I sat, waiting on a lower branch when I saw a young man walking the streets, he looked irritated.