In a world slowly reverting back to the dark arts and dark ages... Where Law and Order are starting to be so easily forgotten. In a time that chaos is is being a fact of life than some little factor into life, Alchemy, has returned.
But it isn't little harmless attempts to turn lead into gold. No, it's far worse, but with the same greed behind the actions.
Top scientists of nearly every nation broke through the barrier between what they do, and the basics of Alchemy. Suddenly finding themselves with the knowledge to use Transmutation Circles and what objects to use in what circles, the scientists seemed maddend with power that they'd been shown by some force.
Making circles madly, most scientists did harmless things; turning a fork into a small knife. Turning a cloth cusion wooden chair and some of the floor into a crossbow and a few arrows. Other such things happened.
Save for what a few found out what Alchemy could do... when a snake and a mouse it was chasing came into the Transmutation Circle as it was activated.... what happened was beyond something worth describing, but the quickly dying Thing showed light into this scientists eyes. What could be created... what they could do.
... realisation to what they could become with this knowledge...
It took a few years but this scientist was able to contact others, in hiding, practicing their secret art least they get killed by overly superstisious gun wielding or sword wielding fools screaming ‘Witch!’ at them or trying to burn them at the stake.
Several more years passed before all of them were gathered in a place they dubbed safe enough for their work. An old hospital they could easily fortify, and their first works became their guards, as the things were too stupid to even think of disobeying their creators.
Inside the building, the place was restored, strengthened, armored, everything deemed possible or plausible by the now Alchemists, to keep them safe. While in the basement, carefully, slowly, cautiously, they extended it. Deepened it. Stretched the basement farther than it ever went before. And it was there, that they did their reaserch.
It was here, they created monsters...
... it was here the rest of Chimera kind, would be born.
Months passed, and the scientists got better at splicing, splitting, shoving, pushing, just down right manipulating creatures into their minds eye pictures. Creating each owns perfect Chimera. There were still many, many defect chimera's. Ones that didn't survive, or were just faulty, or went berserk from the pain and had to be killed. before they killed others.
Then one Scientists suggested using a base for their works, rather than using a complicated Transmutation circle for one creature, and having to rip and search about for what they wanted or needed for the creature to survive, then build it, they could just build one permanent transmutation circle, for the base they'd use, and a few simple ones to pluck out what they want and 'Transmute-port' it onto the base.
A few were sorta enraged by this, as the base circle would be creature specific, and none wanted what the others wanted- untill the one that had suggested the idea brought up a base creature they wouldn't mind using.
Not now anyways.
Humans.
Like theifs in the night they came; snatching babies, children, teenagers working fields. Never near where they were hidden, just far away enough for no one to be able to track them completely, and if they did, well, the scientists Dogs got rid of any followers...
And what followed was horrible... few survived as the scientists didn't even care, or the beings would still have a sense of self as to what they once were and just wither away and die.
Very few of the first survived, save for a male that seemed to love the change he'd been given. And he recived more and more transmutations, changing even more over time untill he looked like some true monstrsity.
Now the Scientists have done it all over, having learned from past mistakes, they've created better human/animal things, better Chimera's, better monsters for their little army.
Only... a few still remember...
A few still have that sense of self...
Or maybe some of them just know this is wrong, and want to escape, and aren't as mindless as the scientists think.
It doesn't matter whichever reason they want freedom. They just do. They know they should not be there, that they are not once what they were, or that they don't like it there and want something else. That is all that matters.
But getting out won't be easy...
But they know they must, before what happens to other Chimera's happens to them. Before their Training starts.
Only, escape seems impossible. A couple just tried to get out last week, a dolphin/bird Chimera and a snake/bird Chimera. But they were caught, and punished to show what would happen to any that tried to leave this hell on earth for Chimera kind.
It seems all is lost, and that the only thing you have to look forward to now, is Training, or death at the claws of the one that is going to Train you.
But not everything is lost... there is something going on behind the works at the lab. And it seems your break for freedom may be coming soon…
Sign up forms;
Old name:
New Name: Think something simplistic, one word, it's what the scientists named you after the successful transmutation.
Age you where when you were captured:
Gender:
Personality:
Animals used: Up to four, but the more used the less of you there is .. meaning it's not wise to think the max is the best.
Chimera type: Attack, Stealth, Tank, what? This factors into your build. Tanks would be slow, have defense heavy creatures and are probably as slow moving mentally as they are psyichally. So Choose wisely. And choose one only. Note there are other types outside of Attack, like Flyer, Swimmer, just use your imagination, but don't do something that'd already be there.
Description:
Other:
Collar: Color of the band, holds the 'birth' number and name. So basically name your collar's color and what number you are. It's gonna be somewhere in the thousands.
Note: Just because you can't speak human tounge/English, doesn't mean you can't speak to other chimera's. Dogs and cats seem able to understand one another, and birds, and etc. Just because we don't understand them, doesn't mean they don't. Meaning you can comunicate with other Chimera, unless something about you prevents it.
Enemies for the first part of the RP.
Dog Chimera. These are dangerous creatures, half dog, half bull, gazell or worse. They are extremely loyal to the scientists and will guard them to their deaths. So to avoid angering these creatures, do not go near them, do not go near any scientists. But if you do, or have, your only option is to run. For like Wrath, these beasts are formidable. And rumored to be able to spew flames from their two heads like some mockery of Cerebus.
Alchemists with Shock Sticks. They seem harmless, but they aren't. The sticks can harm, or paralyze even, depending on where they're used. On most of the Chimera it causes them to freeze up for a few seconds or be forced back by the sudden, sharp pain to whatever part of them. On big Chimera, they won't be that affected, but the smaller ones, human sized or less, will feel the greatest affects of these Sticks. And they aren't electric, they're alchemic.
Alchemic Circles. Should be avoided in being touched, poked or prodded. Most of the ones strewn about the upper levels and on the grounds could react violently to a Chimera if they stepped on it. Such as reversing the process that was used to create them, or worse. So only touch the ones that are in the ‘living’ area, aka the basement where you live. Those are safe.
And my sign up:
Old name: Unknown
New Name: Wrath
Age you where when you were captured: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Wrath can be rutheless, cruel and cunning. He won't care what he does to survive, or get what he wants. He doesn't know remorse, or feel it, for anything he kills unless it was something he really hadn't wanted to kill to begin with. He has no qualms about eating humans or other chimeras. He has a slight soft spot for females too.
Animals used: Countless reptiles, and a few eagles
Chimera Type: Attack/Stealth
Description: Wrath looks like some sort of dragonic version of a velociraptor with feathered wings, a head and tail. His front limbs are nearly long enough to reach the ground without him shifting towards it at all, and are the only real human thing left on him, as he has five fingered (and clawed) hands. Wrath stands at around eight feet or more at the shoulder, and from tip to tail he's over twice that in body size. His eyes are a bright violet that stand out in his black and blue body and wing coloration, which allows him to disappear into the dark. So basically Wrath is a winged giant velociraptor like creature.
Other:
Wrath .. can use some Alchemy. So yeah, try to avoid him. He, unlike alot of human based Chimeras, can speak.
Collar: A bright blue collar, that fits snug with Wrath's neck (he could really remove it any time he wants, and has) it's battered, old and chewed, but still servicable. The number on the plate before his name is ‘492’.
But it isn't little harmless attempts to turn lead into gold. No, it's far worse, but with the same greed behind the actions.
Top scientists of nearly every nation broke through the barrier between what they do, and the basics of Alchemy. Suddenly finding themselves with the knowledge to use Transmutation Circles and what objects to use in what circles, the scientists seemed maddend with power that they'd been shown by some force.
Making circles madly, most scientists did harmless things; turning a fork into a small knife. Turning a cloth cusion wooden chair and some of the floor into a crossbow and a few arrows. Other such things happened.
Save for what a few found out what Alchemy could do... when a snake and a mouse it was chasing came into the Transmutation Circle as it was activated.... what happened was beyond something worth describing, but the quickly dying Thing showed light into this scientists eyes. What could be created... what they could do.
... realisation to what they could become with this knowledge...
It took a few years but this scientist was able to contact others, in hiding, practicing their secret art least they get killed by overly superstisious gun wielding or sword wielding fools screaming ‘Witch!’ at them or trying to burn them at the stake.
Several more years passed before all of them were gathered in a place they dubbed safe enough for their work. An old hospital they could easily fortify, and their first works became their guards, as the things were too stupid to even think of disobeying their creators.
Inside the building, the place was restored, strengthened, armored, everything deemed possible or plausible by the now Alchemists, to keep them safe. While in the basement, carefully, slowly, cautiously, they extended it. Deepened it. Stretched the basement farther than it ever went before. And it was there, that they did their reaserch.
It was here, they created monsters...
... it was here the rest of Chimera kind, would be born.
Months passed, and the scientists got better at splicing, splitting, shoving, pushing, just down right manipulating creatures into their minds eye pictures. Creating each owns perfect Chimera. There were still many, many defect chimera's. Ones that didn't survive, or were just faulty, or went berserk from the pain and had to be killed. before they killed others.
Then one Scientists suggested using a base for their works, rather than using a complicated Transmutation circle for one creature, and having to rip and search about for what they wanted or needed for the creature to survive, then build it, they could just build one permanent transmutation circle, for the base they'd use, and a few simple ones to pluck out what they want and 'Transmute-port' it onto the base.
A few were sorta enraged by this, as the base circle would be creature specific, and none wanted what the others wanted- untill the one that had suggested the idea brought up a base creature they wouldn't mind using.
Not now anyways.
Humans.
Like theifs in the night they came; snatching babies, children, teenagers working fields. Never near where they were hidden, just far away enough for no one to be able to track them completely, and if they did, well, the scientists Dogs got rid of any followers...
And what followed was horrible... few survived as the scientists didn't even care, or the beings would still have a sense of self as to what they once were and just wither away and die.
Very few of the first survived, save for a male that seemed to love the change he'd been given. And he recived more and more transmutations, changing even more over time untill he looked like some true monstrsity.
Now the Scientists have done it all over, having learned from past mistakes, they've created better human/animal things, better Chimera's, better monsters for their little army.
Only... a few still remember...
A few still have that sense of self...
Or maybe some of them just know this is wrong, and want to escape, and aren't as mindless as the scientists think.
It doesn't matter whichever reason they want freedom. They just do. They know they should not be there, that they are not once what they were, or that they don't like it there and want something else. That is all that matters.
But getting out won't be easy...
But they know they must, before what happens to other Chimera's happens to them. Before their Training starts.
Only, escape seems impossible. A couple just tried to get out last week, a dolphin/bird Chimera and a snake/bird Chimera. But they were caught, and punished to show what would happen to any that tried to leave this hell on earth for Chimera kind.
It seems all is lost, and that the only thing you have to look forward to now, is Training, or death at the claws of the one that is going to Train you.
But not everything is lost... there is something going on behind the works at the lab. And it seems your break for freedom may be coming soon…
Sign up forms;
Old name:
New Name: Think something simplistic, one word, it's what the scientists named you after the successful transmutation.
Age you where when you were captured:
Gender:
Personality:
Animals used: Up to four, but the more used the less of you there is .. meaning it's not wise to think the max is the best.
Chimera type: Attack, Stealth, Tank, what? This factors into your build. Tanks would be slow, have defense heavy creatures and are probably as slow moving mentally as they are psyichally. So Choose wisely. And choose one only. Note there are other types outside of Attack, like Flyer, Swimmer, just use your imagination, but don't do something that'd already be there.
Description:
Other:
Collar: Color of the band, holds the 'birth' number and name. So basically name your collar's color and what number you are. It's gonna be somewhere in the thousands.
Note: Just because you can't speak human tounge/English, doesn't mean you can't speak to other chimera's. Dogs and cats seem able to understand one another, and birds, and etc. Just because we don't understand them, doesn't mean they don't. Meaning you can comunicate with other Chimera, unless something about you prevents it.
Enemies for the first part of the RP.
Dog Chimera. These are dangerous creatures, half dog, half bull, gazell or worse. They are extremely loyal to the scientists and will guard them to their deaths. So to avoid angering these creatures, do not go near them, do not go near any scientists. But if you do, or have, your only option is to run. For like Wrath, these beasts are formidable. And rumored to be able to spew flames from their two heads like some mockery of Cerebus.
Alchemists with Shock Sticks. They seem harmless, but they aren't. The sticks can harm, or paralyze even, depending on where they're used. On most of the Chimera it causes them to freeze up for a few seconds or be forced back by the sudden, sharp pain to whatever part of them. On big Chimera, they won't be that affected, but the smaller ones, human sized or less, will feel the greatest affects of these Sticks. And they aren't electric, they're alchemic.
Alchemic Circles. Should be avoided in being touched, poked or prodded. Most of the ones strewn about the upper levels and on the grounds could react violently to a Chimera if they stepped on it. Such as reversing the process that was used to create them, or worse. So only touch the ones that are in the ‘living’ area, aka the basement where you live. Those are safe.
And my sign up:
Old name: Unknown
New Name: Wrath
Age you where when you were captured: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Wrath can be rutheless, cruel and cunning. He won't care what he does to survive, or get what he wants. He doesn't know remorse, or feel it, for anything he kills unless it was something he really hadn't wanted to kill to begin with. He has no qualms about eating humans or other chimeras. He has a slight soft spot for females too.
Animals used: Countless reptiles, and a few eagles
Chimera Type: Attack/Stealth
Description: Wrath looks like some sort of dragonic version of a velociraptor with feathered wings, a head and tail. His front limbs are nearly long enough to reach the ground without him shifting towards it at all, and are the only real human thing left on him, as he has five fingered (and clawed) hands. Wrath stands at around eight feet or more at the shoulder, and from tip to tail he's over twice that in body size. His eyes are a bright violet that stand out in his black and blue body and wing coloration, which allows him to disappear into the dark. So basically Wrath is a winged giant velociraptor like creature.
Other:
Wrath .. can use some Alchemy. So yeah, try to avoid him. He, unlike alot of human based Chimeras, can speak.Collar: A bright blue collar, that fits snug with Wrath's neck (he could really remove it any time he wants, and has
) it's battered, old and chewed, but still servicable. The number on the plate before his name is ‘492’.
