And here it is, the RP.
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Wrath was awake. Normally, he wasn't, as he was lazy at this time of day (which he assumed was either dawn or dusk. He knew it was something that started with a D), but today was different. Yawning a little, he allowed his eyes to slide close halfway as he waited for the humans to come, and ‘lead him out’ so he could pick out the next batch of Chimera trainies from the pond scum they mucked about in.
He heard Nami shift a bit behind him, and he glanced over his shoulder at the whale like chimera. ‘Nami?’ Wrath asked in a tone that could have almost been concerned and soft as he continued to gaze at his partner. The whale hummed something softly at him, and while Wrath didn't fully understand it, he got the gist of it. She was fine, just a bit uncomfortable.
The saurian like Chimera almost snickered at that but kept himself quiet, as he heard the Alchemists approaching. His tail twitched in anticipation as he kept his black and blue colored muzzle focused in the direction the trio of humans were coming from. It was almost time, but, Wrath didn't have to remind himself to be patient. He'd been waiting for this moment for what seemed an eternity.
Freedom. To do whatever he wanted or pleased.
If Wrath had been anything else, or different in any way, he'd be bounding from foot to foot from barely held excitement. His plan, that had to be oh so carefully thought out, planned and executed, was about to be set into motion.
He'd already picked the victims out on the last three training round ups, and now all he had to do was get them, and the ‘special one’ into that room. And then the fun would begin. With an almost lazy attitude, he watched as the trio finally appeared out of the gloom caused by the dim lights. Two held a heavy duty chain and muzzle while the third gripped a ‘shock stick’ in his hands tightly.
Not that the weapon would really work on Chimera's of Wrath's size, it still gave a nasty shock to the system.
“Come on you brute,” the oldest Alchemist muttered as he opened the cage, “Time for you to get to work.”
Growling lightly, Wrath slowly got to his feet, showing he was moving because he wanted too, not because the puny humans made him do so. Even if it could be made otherwise, but even that would not be for long. So for now he would play along.
Wrath allowed the muzzle and chain to be placed on him and hearded out of the cage he had called home for five years or more, he wasn't really interested in how long he'd been here. He didn't care to be honest. Especially now since he and maybe a few others, were going to be free.
The walk down the corridors was short, as Wrath was the one leading, and he knew where he wanted to go. The first Chimera that had caught his eye amongst the batch in the next ‘room’ was a female Attack type. And attack seemed to fit her to a ‘T’ Wrath mused to himself, as the cage that held her had to be fortified several times.
‘Should consider herself lucky,’ Wrath thought to himself as he looked into the container at the lone inhabitant, ‘would've been put under the Circle again in a few days to tame her.’
“Her.” The rough spoken human speech came from Wrath, it sounded like gravel being forced over rock but was understandable enough. He turned, and started to lead the Alchemists away, to the next one, leaving the most likely bewildered specimen 6067 behind.
And thus it went on like this, from the Bat like 4664, to the colorshifting 1573. And finally, to the somewhat troublesome, and childlike, 5099.
Smiling in the way only a crocodile could be envious, Wrath watched as Nimble cowered before him, mumbling in her fear.
One of the Alchemists that took care of Nimble scowled at Wrath slightly, “Swear, half the time he chooses them it's like he just wants an easy meal, and nothing more.” Someone else voiced agreement before Wrath was lead back to his cell, and all he had to do was one more thing. As he was walking back, Wrath ‘accidently’ tripped one of the former Scientists; The one that was holding the sheet that held what Chimera's were going in for testing. In the few seconds of fear and confusion, no one saw a hastily scribbled ‘205’ added to the list, which would most likely be overlooked by the frazzled Alchemist as the one sporting the shock stick threatned Wrath.
And all the Chimera did was laugh at them inwardly as he was lead back to his cell.
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The five Chimera's were lead to the Training room. Which was a large chamber with wierd ancient symbols, designs and Transmutation Circles scribbled all around the walls, floors, and even the ceiling. Supposedly it makes the room unbreakable.
But many of the circles are starting to fade...
Wrath and Nami are on the other side of the room, just watching as the five are lead into the place and ordered to stay there, and not try to run, or else they would suffer the consequences. Which could be death or something far worse.
Looking over to Nami, he motioned to the behemoth tank like one as the door was closed and sealed shut with an alchemic lock on the other side. Nami nodded her head slightly before focusing her attention on the tank beast, and shot off a powerfull sonar blast directed at it.
For a moment, nothing seemed to happen, and all five seemed to just be waiting to figure out what to do.
Then the fith (looking like some gigantic blob of grey and red flesh, with tentacles and trunk like legs, a long trunk like object; but the head was covered in shell like bone growths, as was the back and underside. The legs and tentacles also supported armor also) went beserk. Screaming in madness it swept a few tentacles up, bellowing again and slammed them down, causing the ground to shake ... and well.. the battle was on.
Wrath moved himself between the monster chimera and Nami, and waited for the creature to either deal with the other four or smash the obviously weakened walls.
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Alright, so this is the big escape. It may seem rushed but trust me, it's for the best. This isn't a fight to survive thing, trust me, you can not beat it, it's bigger than a normal elephant, and has around a dozen limbs to boot. Meaning just stay out of the way and let it smash at walls as you dodge.
And this allows me a chance to see how everyone deals with a fight or flight situation for future possible scuffles in the RP.
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Wrath was awake. Normally, he wasn't, as he was lazy at this time of day (which he assumed was either dawn or dusk. He knew it was something that started with a D), but today was different. Yawning a little, he allowed his eyes to slide close halfway as he waited for the humans to come, and ‘lead him out’ so he could pick out the next batch of Chimera trainies from the pond scum they mucked about in.
He heard Nami shift a bit behind him, and he glanced over his shoulder at the whale like chimera. ‘Nami?’ Wrath asked in a tone that could have almost been concerned and soft as he continued to gaze at his partner. The whale hummed something softly at him, and while Wrath didn't fully understand it, he got the gist of it. She was fine, just a bit uncomfortable.
The saurian like Chimera almost snickered at that but kept himself quiet, as he heard the Alchemists approaching. His tail twitched in anticipation as he kept his black and blue colored muzzle focused in the direction the trio of humans were coming from. It was almost time, but, Wrath didn't have to remind himself to be patient. He'd been waiting for this moment for what seemed an eternity.
Freedom. To do whatever he wanted or pleased.
If Wrath had been anything else, or different in any way, he'd be bounding from foot to foot from barely held excitement. His plan, that had to be oh so carefully thought out, planned and executed, was about to be set into motion.
He'd already picked the victims out on the last three training round ups, and now all he had to do was get them, and the ‘special one’ into that room. And then the fun would begin. With an almost lazy attitude, he watched as the trio finally appeared out of the gloom caused by the dim lights. Two held a heavy duty chain and muzzle while the third gripped a ‘shock stick’ in his hands tightly.
Not that the weapon would really work on Chimera's of Wrath's size, it still gave a nasty shock to the system.
“Come on you brute,” the oldest Alchemist muttered as he opened the cage, “Time for you to get to work.”
Growling lightly, Wrath slowly got to his feet, showing he was moving because he wanted too, not because the puny humans made him do so. Even if it could be made otherwise, but even that would not be for long. So for now he would play along.
Wrath allowed the muzzle and chain to be placed on him and hearded out of the cage he had called home for five years or more, he wasn't really interested in how long he'd been here. He didn't care to be honest. Especially now since he and maybe a few others, were going to be free.
The walk down the corridors was short, as Wrath was the one leading, and he knew where he wanted to go. The first Chimera that had caught his eye amongst the batch in the next ‘room’ was a female Attack type. And attack seemed to fit her to a ‘T’ Wrath mused to himself, as the cage that held her had to be fortified several times.
‘Should consider herself lucky,’ Wrath thought to himself as he looked into the container at the lone inhabitant, ‘would've been put under the Circle again in a few days to tame her.’
“Her.” The rough spoken human speech came from Wrath, it sounded like gravel being forced over rock but was understandable enough. He turned, and started to lead the Alchemists away, to the next one, leaving the most likely bewildered specimen 6067 behind.
And thus it went on like this, from the Bat like 4664, to the colorshifting 1573. And finally, to the somewhat troublesome, and childlike, 5099.
Smiling in the way only a crocodile could be envious, Wrath watched as Nimble cowered before him, mumbling in her fear.
One of the Alchemists that took care of Nimble scowled at Wrath slightly, “Swear, half the time he chooses them it's like he just wants an easy meal, and nothing more.” Someone else voiced agreement before Wrath was lead back to his cell, and all he had to do was one more thing. As he was walking back, Wrath ‘accidently’ tripped one of the former Scientists; The one that was holding the sheet that held what Chimera's were going in for testing. In the few seconds of fear and confusion, no one saw a hastily scribbled ‘205’ added to the list, which would most likely be overlooked by the frazzled Alchemist as the one sporting the shock stick threatned Wrath.
And all the Chimera did was laugh at them inwardly as he was lead back to his cell.
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The five Chimera's were lead to the Training room. Which was a large chamber with wierd ancient symbols, designs and Transmutation Circles scribbled all around the walls, floors, and even the ceiling. Supposedly it makes the room unbreakable.
But many of the circles are starting to fade...
Wrath and Nami are on the other side of the room, just watching as the five are lead into the place and ordered to stay there, and not try to run, or else they would suffer the consequences. Which could be death or something far worse.
Looking over to Nami, he motioned to the behemoth tank like one as the door was closed and sealed shut with an alchemic lock on the other side. Nami nodded her head slightly before focusing her attention on the tank beast, and shot off a powerfull sonar blast directed at it.
For a moment, nothing seemed to happen, and all five seemed to just be waiting to figure out what to do.
Then the fith (looking like some gigantic blob of grey and red flesh, with tentacles and trunk like legs, a long trunk like object; but the head was covered in shell like bone growths, as was the back and underside. The legs and tentacles also supported armor also) went beserk. Screaming in madness it swept a few tentacles up, bellowing again and slammed them down, causing the ground to shake ... and well.. the battle was on.
Wrath moved himself between the monster chimera and Nami, and waited for the creature to either deal with the other four or smash the obviously weakened walls.
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Alright, so this is the big escape. It may seem rushed but trust me, it's for the best. This isn't a fight to survive thing, trust me, you can not beat it, it's bigger than a normal elephant, and has around a dozen limbs to boot. Meaning just stay out of the way and let it smash at walls as you dodge.
And this allows me a chance to see how everyone deals with a fight or flight situation for future possible scuffles in the RP.