X-Men: Sojourn Of Darkness

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    In the world of X-men, things have settled down. There's been no new tricks from any major villan, and the public view of mutants is becoming better. However, rumors are going around. It's only the occasional story here and there. But the number of young mutant abductions and dissapearances is increasing, and the word "sojourn" is coming up more and more frequently in hushed discussions. What this means, it's uncertain, about the only mutants who seem to be unnafected by the wave of abductions are those living in the Xaivier institute...

    In this roleplay, you may play as a lone mutant, or one in the institute. There will be an oportunity to join the main evil side later in the RP, so don't kill me you evil people. ~_~

    Lastly, you can sign up, but myself or flygon trainer are the only ones who can clear the people who join to start RPing, or to start the RP. As for the rules, I ask only that you be reasonable in your posting, as well as your character creation. There's no rule against a powerful mutant, so long as they have a powerful weakness.

    and here's the form.

    Name: (this can be a mutant name, or a real name, but it's apreciated to have both)
    Age:
    Gender:
    Appearance:
    Powers:
    Alliance: (the institute, or loner, basically)
    History: (optional)
    Personality: (Not required)
     
    Name: Crimson.
    Age: 14
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: She has black hair with red highlights, a blood red sweater, and black slacks over white skin. She has blue eyes that contrast her appearence, though she wears glasses over her eyes that turn red in sunlight. She wears a gold necklace with a black amulet with a ruby red raptor image.
    Powers: She is capable of morphing any creature that existed at least 60 million years ago
    Alliance: Loner
    History: (optional)
    Personality: She's a bit rough, rub her or her sister the wrong way and you'll be paying for it.

    Name: Aqua
    Age: 13
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: Blue hair, blue sleeveless shirt, white shorts. As her sister, she has white skin. She too wears a gold necklace with a black amulet, with a teal blue raptor on it.
    Powers: See Crimsons, only a diffrent color.
    Alliance: Lonor
    History: The only thing known about them is that two raptors, a red snouted and a blue snouted one, have been seen robbing stores and homes.
    Personality: Gentle, needs protection a lot, oftentimes can be seen hiding behind Crimson.

    Thier morphs are restrained in many ways.

    1. If one morphs, the other morphs into a diffrent colored specimen of the same species.

    2. thier intelligence reduces to about that of a raptor, and they have difficulty understanding human language. Thier memories do remain, though stay only to the level of friend or foe.

    3. They must be seperated if one morphs a large territorial dinosaur. Otherwise a fight will ensue.

    4. if Crimson gets too destracted, she'll morph into the male version of the dinosaur she's selected, causing Aqua to instinctivly attack.
     
    Name:
    Real name-Andrew Montague
    Mutant name-Needler
    Age: 16
    Gender: Male
    Appearance: Looks like your stereotypical motorcycle rocker. Leather jacket, white shirt, blue jeans and coyboy boots. Shockingly green eyes and short (although unkempt) brown hair. Stands roughly 6'3'', well built.
    Powers: Can create a hail of small needles, capable of ripping a body to shreads in seconds. The weakness is in that they're basically unguided, he can't aim more than the direction he poiunts his arms. In addition, he has to use both arms for maximum effectiveness, leaving him pretty much unguarded.
    Alliance: Loner
    History: (optional)
    Personality: (Not required)
     
    Nice idea Shiney, mind if I have a go at this one? ^_^;

    Name: Akumano Fushigi (human), Ashi (mutant).
    Age: Fifteen.
    Gender: Female.
    Appearance: Long blonde hair, green eyes, dark blue shirt with a dark red stray jacket. Hotpants down to her ankles, with black leather boots. Average height/build.
    Powers: Mindreading, weathercasting, and the ability to instantly kill another person, at the cost of her own life.
    Alliance: Loner.
    History: Her mother abandoned her as a child, and she never met her father.
    Personality: Dark, mysterious, and way too analytical.
     
    OOC: You're all accepted, here's my form:

    Name: He's kept his real name a secret ever since joining the institute, prefering to go by the name of Chal (pronounced cal, as in calorie or chameleon) because it's universal.
    Age: 16
    Gender: Male, most of the time.
    Appearance: It changes without any illusion of regularity, I'll describe it when he changes.
    Powers: The ability to assume the shape of almost any living creature, or person. Including mutants, getting both their strengths and weaknesses.
    Alliance: The institute (I feel lonely...)
    History: He asked the professor to keep anything asscociated with his previous identity a secret, for this was a "fresh start" as he called it.
    Personality: Usually calm, a nice kind of guy, but should something manage to anger him despite his efforts, you're just doomed, accept it as fact.


    I believe we should be able to start now. Flygon trainer, would you do the honors? Anyone can still join, but we have enough people to start.
     
    A loud squak was heard as two 20 foot raptors moved quickly along a abandoned alley, followed by several anti-mutant activists. Normally, they wouldn't be much consern to me had it not been for the elephant rifles they had. Suddenly, a shot was heard, and the blue-snouted of the pair slammed to the ground, blood spilling from her wound. The raptor, Aqua, made a loud call for help to it's sibling, a red-snouted raptor of heavier build. It whirled around, but only because it had realised it could not pull Aqua out of danger. One of the human group of 5 stayed back as the others moved forward, preparing to shoot down what they viewed to be a threat. Crimson could not move forward to attack, and withen minutes another shock rang out, and she collapsed to the ground, a near-fatal wound closer to the heart. We looked into each other's eyes, each other's hearts, and for the first time, gave a loud squaking sound that was not for the other sibling. It was for someone, ANYONE that could help us..
     
    Suddenly, the people stopped in their tracks. Not moving, not blinking. Just standing there, breathing. The most any of them did was drool, and not all of them went that far. Within minutes, a large black van, which looked more like an ambulance, or an armoed car pulled up, from the driver seat came a young boy with dark brown hair and green eyes, dressed in casual clothes, light khaki pants and a grey T-shirt, despite the chilly weather. Out of the passenger side walked a scruffy looking man, who looked half feral himself, and at a glanse, you'd say he could lift one of the raptors no problem. Out of the back, an aged, but not ancient old man weeled down a ramp which extended as the door opened, in a state of the art moterized wheelchair, behind him a young woman with long red hair. "Logan, you should drive on the way back. I mean no offense to you, Chal, but you're not yet skilled enough to be driving with wounded passengers." I nodded, saying nothing as I looked at the raptors. If they were mutants, than they were obviously shape changers. Like me...
     
    Crimson, despite her injuries, fought to her feet with a agressive hiss, keeping her hand claws in an agressive position. Her opinion was what was needed to help her and Aqua had been done, there was no reason to be any more agreeable. Neither of the pair enjoyed asking for any more help then what was required from each other. Aqua would have joined into the agressive display, but she was down for now.
     
    "Relax," Said the man in the chair, weeling forward slightly, not showing any signs of being afraid, if he even was. "We're here to help you both. You've been gravely wounded." He said in a calm, kind tone, accentuating his words with a mental projection that should instil the knowledge that none of us meant any harm to them. The other three of us had to wait, as being too much of a distraction could easily snap the raptors into attack mode, and even if the professor was in no danger, there was still the safety of the people around them. Though as far as I was concerned, they could die, hating us for what we were.
     
    I walked forward with a blank expression on my face. I took a deep sigh, and then stood there, motionless. "You... don't care...", I began to say as I read Chal's mind, his thoughts echoing through my head. "You don't care whether or not they die," I continued, staring at Aqua until Crimson started hissing again. I could see the professor moving towards her as she perked up, ready to attack, with Aqua lying motionless beside her.
     
    Crimson was in no way calmed, though she glanced towards Aqua and made a slight chirping sound, which translated into words would be "What do you think?"

    What resulted was a conversation in the raptor language that is translated as follows

    "Who else can we turn to?"

    "You know how men are"

    "Repeating last question."

    "Fine."

    After the short conversation, Crimson brought her claws to her stomach, and lowered her head, taking on a submissive position, even though she hated it. Aqua struggled, trying to get to her feet, but was failing miserably..
     
    Well, even though this RP has no rules to it to keep things from getting out of control, and I'm already a member of an Xmen RP, I feel like joining. Going to think of this as sort of a sequel to mine.

    Name: Lucas (Flashpoint)
    Age:17
    Gender: male
    Appearance: Stark white hair set low over his forehead. He has brilliant blue eyes and a pale complexion. He wears a white T-shirt and a white pair of Jeans. his shoes are white as well
    personality: very quiet and serious, he says no more than he needs to. He keeps to himself to avoid being realized, but if he steps up for someone he is quite efficient.
    Powers: Is capable of launching balls of extreme heat and light energy from any part of his body, preferrrably his hands. he can also turn any item he touches into a brilliant Projectile.
    Alignment: loner
     
    Crimson's sudden submissive state was more-or-less a shock to everyone. I watched carefully, not wanting to startle the dinosaur. I held my breath, remembering from a book I had read idily that the Raptor family was intelligent... and on that movie, even though I couldn't remember what it was called, the Raptors were killers. And these things were twice as big. I shot a questioning look at the man in the wheelchair, wondering if the red raptor would suddenly charge him.
     
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    "Don't move, you'll only harm yourself further." The professor said, ihis attention focused on the raptors. After all, the other girl hadn't asked for help, and it was practically common knowledge now that the institute was a safeheaven for mutants. "I, and my pupil will use our abilities to gently move you into the van, please don't be alarmed." He said, closing his eyes with the same calming mental message, and the young woman did the same, begining to focus their powers of gently lifting both of the raptors off the ground...
     
    Crimson said nothing, though thinking that she was okay, it was Aqua that needed the help. She looked over to the blue sibling. She was trembeling slightly, frightened by this point. Neither of the dino-morphing siblings had ever been injured in battle, this was a first. Just to remove the bullet in her... Crimson thought, disreguarding her own injuries, though she had lost 20% of the blood in her body. Her breathing was becoming shallow, but there was one main thought: protect her sibling, no matter what the cost...
     
    I tensed, watching as the professor lifted the two raptors with his mental abilities, not even looking like he was having any trouble, with Jeane helping him. Both were softly lifted into the air, and slid into the back of the truck, as the professor and jean followed. "Logan, get us home. We can tend the wounds here, but it will be several days before they can recover fully." He said, nodding to the feral looking man. He grunted, but an affirmative grunt as I jumped into the passenger seat, and the van took off, quickly, but not upsetting the fragile load so much as an inch.
     
    Crimson collapsed shortly after being placed on the van, though manage to keep her half-ton body from falling on Aqua. Aqua was whimpering quietly, and Crimson nussled her lightly, though knew nothing she could do could calm her calmer, yet more paranoid sibling. She understood when help was required, unlike Crimson. But frankly, she was also a whimp. And for her, this was a perfectly reasonable time to be scared.
     
    "Relax," Said the professor,as jeane moved over, loking over crimson. The bullet inside of Aqua dislodged itself slowly, like an expert surgeon with invisible tools was removing it, as it slipped out, and a bandage was applied to the wound. A syringe was taken in the professors hand, similar to the one Jeane had injected into the red colored raptor, and was shortly emptied into Aqua's bloodstream. It was a chemical compound which was a restorative agent, mainly for people who had lost great deals of blood. It functioned on the cellular level, meaning that species didn't matter. And for the sake of restoring energy, it was also mixed with vitamin suppliments, and a powerful, but not deadly tranquilizer...
     
    Aqua ws unconcous withen moments as exaustion and the tranquliser claimed her mind. Crimson only went into a daze, as the tranquliser always had to be measured taking into effet the animal's size and temperment. For example, you could tranq a elephant, and it'd go down. Tranq a hippo with the same amount, and it'd be dazed, but still moving. In a rhino, it would just charge. That much the siblings had learned from the book version of Jurassic Park.
     
    Even though he spent most of his driving hours on a motorcycle, Logan was an extremely skilled driver. It took only minutes to reach the institute, where a few people had large, heavy-duty stretchers designed for large animals by vetrinarians, which were used on some mutants who were either large, or could become large, and were in no condition to change back. I looked at the stretcher Aqua was put on, and looked at the large dent in the grips. I had done that myself when I was in that stretcher... I shook my head, snaping myself back to reality as I realized I was being left behind, and ran to catch up as they were taken to the medical room.
     
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