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Mythos: The Return of Magic - RP Thread

Discussion in 'Role-Playing Games' started by TheCharredDragon, Jul 15, 2016.

  1. TheCharredDragon

    TheCharredDragon Blue Frog Ninja Gal

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    Unknown Location

    "Careful," a young blonde woman said to a girl.

    Gwen, the girl, did as her mother told her and gingerly placed her hands on the stone. The blonde girl smiled widely and traced her hands against the rock surrounding the statue. To be truthful, Gwen had no idea what the statue was exactly, but she knew it was an amazing find of some sort of ancient culture. She was glad to even be allowed near it. She knew it usually wasn't a good idea to really touch finds but she begged her mother to at least be close to it.

    Behind her, she could hear the footsteps of someone heading towards her and her mother.

    "Come on my dears, it's time for lunch," he said.

    Gwen turned to to her father, blonde and wearing a brown string necklace, just like her and her mother, and said, "Look at this, Papa! It's so big! And they didn't even dig the whole thing out yet!"

    Her father smiled and did as she bid.

    He chuckled. "Yes, it is," he said. Then he looked back at her. "Now how about we go before the rest of the crew eats everything?"

    "Okay," she said.

    But just as she carefully steps away from the statue, another voice interupts them with urgency.

    "Ma'am!"

    She turned her head to the man, Lyle was his name, if she remembered correctly. He was studying under her mother. He looked panicked and was sweating.

    "There's...some...sort...of..." he first said. Then he took a deep breath before he continued. "...creature buried here."

    "What?" her father said.

    "I'm not joking. See for yourself," Lyle said.

    Her parents exchanged confused looks but followed him. Gwen followed too and since her parents weren't complaining, kept doing so. Eventually, they reached the farthest end of the excavation. Gwen couldn't help but look around with glee. She hadn't been to this part of dig site before. Then her eyes landed on what Lyle asked them to see. There was a part of Gwen who couldn't believe what she was seeing.

    There was a giant reptilian head sticking out of the ground and it was breathing.

    "What is that?" her father said.

    Her mother went near the thing, examining it. She tentatively place a hand on the end of its muzzle. As soon as she did, it opened its eyes. It then turned its head in the direction of Gwen. Everyone was startled at that and took a few steps back. Suddenly, Gwen felt something push her back rather roughly. But she only stumbled and managed to regain her footing...just in time to see some strange glowing thing whiz past where she was and hit the creature.

    The creature roared when the light hit it and the ground shook. Gwen held on to the closest rock to stop herself from falling over.

    "Ah, so this is where you are," said an unfamiliar voice.

    Gwen looked to see a man in rather normal clothes--jacket, slacks and rubber shoes--but he was holding a staff, the top tip of which had an elaborate carving of sorts. And not only that, but he was levitating. He was thus unimpeded as he went to the beast and then tapped his staff on its head. Gwen had to cover her ears as its roar turned into a blood curdling screech. Then it stopped. The ground stopped shaking too. She looked again to see that the creature was panting and the man was smiling.

    The man then turned to face them. "You have my thanks for finding this and distracting it," he said.

    Everyone was groaning, having trouble standing. Except for her father, who just shook his head, scanned the area with a confused look, then stared warrily at the man. Next thing she knew, her father was right beside her, holding her arms protectively around her. He was also growling.

    "What's going on? What did you do?" he said. He shook his head again.

    She had no idea why he sounded so angry. Though it probably had to do with the man being able to float. And that his staff was glowing, now that she had a more stable look at it.

    The man arched an eyebrow before he had epiphany flash across his face. "Ah, I see..." he said. "Well, you're in luck."

    He then raised his staff.

    "I don't have to kill you."

    Her father tensed then he pushed her away.

    "Gwen! Run!"

    She did as she was told. A part of her wished she didn't for once.

    ...

    Mythos: The Return of Magic

    ...

    Keydeus, California, USA

    Salazar Daniel Drake
    Sagramore Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Daniel sighed and adjusted his glasses for the nthed time. He and many, if not all, of the members of the super-myth club were just outside the fence surrounding the large field nearby. The field was empty right now, but he knew it was where the Ceresa family's livestock would pasture. They were just inside their family barn right now, resting for the night.

    And they had been waiting here for fifteen minutes already.

    He wished he'd gone to ask permission instead Anima. He knew that she was...easily distracted. But he didn't feel like arguing. Especially considering she and her family were rather good friends with the Ceresas. So Anima went to ask to let the group check out what was going on. And here he was, waiting by the fence, hands in his pockets and with his club members.

    Not that it was bad. Daniel didn't mind waiting. But it was more about his club members. He glanced at them. Not all of them were quite as patient, as far as he could tell. Especially Daciana. She could put any sailor to shame with her swears. Personally, there was a tiny part of him that envied her confidence, and Sullivan's as well, even if he did come off as...arrogant. But that envy would quickly disappear when he remembered what happened when he was little.

    He thumbed his necklace. He would never forget.

    It was at this point that Anima decided to show up, panting.

    ...

    Anima Maria Juarez
    Anubis Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Well, she did it again. She got distracted and ended up rambling and nearly forgetting why she was here in the first place. Thankfully, she didn't get distracted that long. It was only fifteen minutes instead of one hour. That was an improvement in her book. She still rushed back to her group so they wouldn't have to wait any longer. She had to catch her breath first.

    "Um... So...?" she heard Daniel say.

    She raised a hand, telling him to wait. He was silenced immediately. Eventually though, she was able to speak.

    "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out," she said. "Just don't stay up too late."

    "Okay," Daniel said. Then he pulled out a flashlight from his pocket and turned it on, then he pointed it towards the field.

    Anima just went to the gate, opened it and then went in. After everyone got in, whether through the gate or some other way, she closed it. Then she went on ahead of everyone but not before she shouted,

    "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn! I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!"
     
    Last edited: Jul 20, 2016
  2. Cometstarlight

    Cometstarlight What do I do now?

    Chloe "Clover" Stone
    Chimera Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Clover listened to the chirps and shrills of the cicadas in the trees far behind the fields. The light of day had faded with each minute that Anima spent inside the house. Normally, Clover would enjoy nights like this. A pleasant breeze tickling the grassy field would be enough to put her at ease. Tonight, however, something didn't seem right. Didn't smell right, as strange as that may sound. Clover stood in silence by Daniel, who seemed to be as patient as ever. She tried to find something to say among the murmurs of the others, but nothing would come to her. It didn't matter much though, since she could that Anima was running back to the group.

    "Um... So...?" Daniel spoke up.

    Anima raised a hand, telling him to wait. He was silenced immediately. Eventually though, she was able to speak.

    "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out," she said. "Just don't stay up too late."

    "Okay," Daniel said. Then he pulled out a flashlight from his pocket and turned it on, then he pointed it towards the field.

    Anima just went to the gate, opened it and then went in. After everyone got in, whether through the gate or some other way, she closed it. Then she went on ahead of everyone but not before she shouted,

    "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn! I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!"

    "The grass looked-

    Clover stopped and nearly gagged. Another breeze had come by, but this one came from the general direction of the barn. It smelled awful. The corpses would've smelled bad regardless, but ever since the festival, all of her senses have been cranked into overdrive. Now the carcasses were practically assaulting her with their thick stench.

    "So, that's what I smelled earlier," she covered her nose. She'd have to get over it, this was her life now. Having...a super nose. "I'll head up with Anima to the corpses," she said out loud, mostly to Daniel. "If we're still dealing with normal animals, then I may be of some use." She began to jog ahead to catch up with Anima. The girl's dark hair began to blend into the world around her as night crept in further.

    If it isn't a normal thing they're dealing with...maybe the culprit left behind some hair or footprints or something. Something they could track.
     
  3. Vern

    Vern Why not both?

    Kaede ‘Maple’ Shonozaki
    Nekomata Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    She was sitting down on the grass, playfully batting one particularly long stalk around like a cat playing with some sort of toy, when Anima returned to the group, presumably having gotten permission to take a look around. She had never really enjoyed coming to the farm to investigate cases like these - the constant buzzing of flies and the sickly stench of rotting animals took their toll on her unusually keen senses. Especially the smell. Ugh. So she was content sitting around here and playing with the grass, a small, cat-like smile on her face. She had her jacket zipped up to protect her from the cold caused by the wind, and her hood was casting a small shadow over her eyes.

    Her so called ‘brother’ had not come tonight. It wasn’t odd for Sullivan to miss these excursions, although he did come more often than not. Their father was at home, running some tests, and had asked for his assistance. While he did say he would come later, there was no telling how long their father would keep him. The old man could get quite engrossed in his studies.

    “Um… so…?” Daniel said, his voice hesitant and somewhat nervous. His voice was always like this - unsure of himself. Anima raised a hand and he fell silent, compliant as always.

    "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out," she said, obviously quite excited about this whole venture. Ah, enthusiasm. An emotion Kaede had become quite good at faking. It wasn’t too difficult - just bounce around a bit, smile a lot, and say all your sentences with exclamation marks at the end. "Just don't stay up too late."

    “Okay.” Daniel said, taking out a flashlight and pointed it out into the field, lighting up the darkness that she was sure all the others (except a select few) were engulfed in. For her, it seemed as bright as day, and a torch was most certainly not necessary. One of the perks of great night vision.

    Anima ran ahead of the group, shouting something about checking out the corpses as she was doing so. A breeze ruffled the grass, causing the stalk that Kaede was playing with to wave around, narrowly avoiding her right hand as she half-heartedly tried to smack it again. Her left hand was busy covering her nose, which was almost twitching as it tried its best not to smell what she was smelling - the smell of rotting animals that had been left for a bit too long, magnified by a factor of at least three. Beside her, Chloe (who, Kaede had learned, also had super-senses) also covered her nose, but murmured something about going to see the corpses anyways, saying that she may be of use when dealing with animals. She followed after Anima, and Kaede imagined the others seeing them fading away into the dark of night.

    Then, Kaede heard something interesting that could potentially save her from having to go and look at the animals - the grass looked weird. Deciding that she should probably try her best to sound as enthusiastic as possible, she jumped to her feet and ran forward a bit before spinning around and waving. She had put a large smile on her face, which revealed a small, fang like tooth. She had learnt that most people seemed to find that expression rather cute. “I’m going to look at the grass!” she called, injecting as much energy as she could muster into her voice. She was glad when it came out cheerful and upbeat. While she was used to acting like this, there were times where it was quite difficult to do so. “I want to see what weird grass looks like!”

    With that, she scampered away into the darkness, looking for the wire fences that would mark the place where the so-called ‘weird grass’ was. Wherever it was, it’d better be far away from where they were keeping the animals. She certainly didn’t want to smell that scent again.
     
    Last edited: Jul 16, 2016
  4. VampirateMace

    VampirateMace Internet Overlord

    Lola Carter
    Queztalcoatl Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Lola looked around, pacing the fence, looking for potential entry points, trying to get a glimpse of anything as they waited. She didn't think of herself as that impatient of a person, but cell phone service was spotty out here, and they were waiting to see if they could even go in. Why didn't anyone check ahead of time? Sure the corpses were a sudden sort of thing, but this place had a land line they could call, didn't it?

    The fence actually looked pretty good, and she knew the other animals were safe inside, and the birds around the farm were agitated.

    Anima returned and announce they were allowed in, but not to stay up too late. Really? Didn't they think they got that enough from their parents? Besides, it was already getting dark. Good thing they'd bothered to bring flashlights. She went on to explain that the corpses were in back, and the attack sites were fenced in because the grass looked weird. Which to look at first? Mutilated bodies, or weird grass? What a choice.

    Lola flipped open her notebook to the case page she'd made earlier, put her penlight in her mouth, and noted that the outer fence looked decent, at least the part she'd seen. Then figuring she could handle it, she headed to the back of the barn to get a glimpse of the bodies.

    Lola pocketed her light as she entered the barn. She looked over the bodies without touching them, stopping occasionally to make a couple notes.
     
    Last edited: Jul 16, 2016
  5. Andydemon

    Andydemon Nanomachines, Son!

    Kitai "Kit" Hayashi
    Kitsune Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Among the members of the Super-Myth Club waiting for Anima to return from speaking with the Ceresa family, a fox was laying on the ground nearby, though this was no ordinary fox. His name was Kitai Hayashi, also known as Kit by others, and he was actually a human who had somehow gained the ability to turn into a fox, a form that he has taken to being in almost all the time since he realized he had this power. With the way he was lying down with his body curled up and his tail wrapped around his body on one side, one would believe he was sleeping.

    However, Kitai quickly opened his eyes when he heard Anima's footsteps coming towards the rest of the group, and he lifted his head when he saw Anima seemingly catching her breath after running back to them.

    "Um... So...?" Daniel was about to start saying to Anima.

    Anima, however, raised her hand, silently telling Daniel to wait before telling him, "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out. Just don't stay up too late."

    "Okay," Daniel said. Then he pulled out a flashlight from his pocket and turned it on, then he pointed it towards the field.

    Now that the group had been given the all clear, Anima opened the gate to allow everyone inside. Whatever everyone else's method for getting inside was, Kitai opted to just walk inside normally.

    Once he was inside the field, Kitai figured he need light so he wasn't wandering aimlessly. So, in a rare occurrence nowadays, Kitai shifted into his human form, a young boy with fox ears protruding through holes in the hood he was wearing and a bushy fox tail that was long enough that it was almost touching the ground. Once he shifted into this form, Kitai raised one of his hands and conjured a blue flame around it, allowing him to see his surroundings better. As he entered the field, Kitai suddenly smelled a horrid stench, made worse by the fact that his sense of smell had become far more sensitive than a normal humans ever since he acquired his powers, prompting him to stop dead in his tracks as he covered his nose with his free hand.

    "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn! I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!" Anima explained before going off ahead of the group.

    "Is that what that smell is?" Kitai asked out loud before deciding that he wanted to investigate the bodies as well, regardless of how badly they smelled. "Wait for me, Ms. Anima!" Kitai called out as he shifted back into a fox and ran after Anima, quickly catching up to her thanks to his fox form's increased speed.
     
    Last edited: Jul 24, 2016
  6. Samayouru

    Samayouru Rabid Dusclops Fan

    Christine Lefévre
    Persephone Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    Christine never minded waiting – it gave her a chance to enjoy the peace and quiet after all. But she could also tell that not everybody was as patient as she was. The air was thick with impatience from others, but also with the feeling of tension. Most of this tension came from Ana – the little girl that Christine had brought with her to the club some time ago. The thirteen-year old was staring at the ground, fidgeting with her hands as a lot of people did when they were twitchy.

    It was then that Anima returned with news: “Howard said that we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out – just don’t stay up too late.”

    "Okay," Daniel said. Then he pulled out a flashlight from his pocket and turned it on, then he pointed it towards the field.

    Anima then went up to the gate and opened it. Christine and Ana walked through at an easy pace. Then their leader said something that caught Christine’s attention. "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn! I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!"

    “Grass…” Christine echoed. She knew that she’d be no good with the animal corpses – but the plants were another matter. She tugged Ana’s shoulder and said. “Ana, I’m going over to check the grass, all right?”

    Ana tilted her head up to make eye contact with Christine and nodded silently.

    Christine let go of Ana and smiled. “Okay, just call if you need me.” Then she headed over to the fenced off area, eager to take a look at the foliage.

    Adriana "Ana" Vasile
    Vlad the Impaler Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    Ana watched Christine leave her side and folded her arms nervously. She hadn’t caught the scent of meat before – most of it had been masked by the lilac perfume Christine was wearing today. But as soon as she was far away enough, the smell of blood and flesh replaced it. Ana gulped and clenched her fists, fighting against her new instincts. The last thing she wanted was for the rest of the group to see her gorging herself on icky, gross, raw flesh – she was sure she’d be bullied about it for the rest of her life!

    Still, she couldn’t just sit around and do nothing. With her night vision, Ana could see much better in the dark than a lot of her cohorts – maybe there was something they couldn’t see in the fields? She decided that checking out the other areas of the field were her best bet – and started putting her heightened senses to work.
     
  7. Monster Guy

    Monster Guy Fairy Tale Man

    André Bellamy
    Aphrodite Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    André stood there with his arms crossed, looking annoyed. Visiting smelly, disgusting farms was not what he signed up for when he joined the Super Myth Club. He came because he was under the impression this field trip was a mandatory club meeting. The longer he waited, the more annoyed he became with this situation. André could think of a lot of other things he'd rather be doing on a Saturday night. Yet here they were, waiting outside to see if they were even allowed inside. André just wanted to know if he was allowed to leave. Supposedly, there were strange things, going on, and for some reason the group decided to take it upon themselves to investigate. With all the members this club had, there was certainly no reason for him to be here. He pulled out a bottle of rose scented perfume he kept in his bag, and sprayed the air around him. Not that it made this situation better.

    Eventually, Anima returned with news. “Howard said that we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out – just don’t stay up too late.”

    André's face cringed with disgust. Why on Earth anybody would want to check out a bunch of smelly corpses was beyond him. André just decided to wait out here until the group was finished. If it took too long for everyone to finish, André could just call for his limo, and get out of here. Except, everyone else was starting to split up. André started to get worried. They weren't going to leave him all alone out here were they? The last thing André wanted was to be here by himself.

    Fortunately for him, there was one club member here who he hoped would understand his situation. He had a fashion sense similar to his own at the very least. André strode up to his fellow drama club member, latched onto his arm, and gave him a kiss on each cheek. "Derek, mon ami!" André greeted with his signature bright smile on his face. "Surely, you do not want to be here either, non? I mean, you wouldn't want to get that nice fashion of yours dirty would you? I am going to stay out here and wait for all this to be finished. "Would you stay out here with me so that I do not have to be here all alone? ♥ S'il vous plaît? ♥" André asked is his most charming voice, while producing a pink rose in his hand that smelled like whatever Derek's favorite scent was, and sticking it behind the other boy's ear.
     
    Last edited: Jul 21, 2016
  8. Hydrangea

    Hydrangea スターウルフ

    Arsinoe "Arsi" Quayle
    Embodiment of a Phoenix
    Ceresa Farm


    Arsinoe hummed a tune to herself as she waited for Anima to get back, she realized that the other club members were getting visibly annoyed from waiting for so long but she wasn't exactly bothered by it. She enjoyed waiting, it gave her time to focus on the little things in life; like nature, the swarm of birds overhead, and of course the rest of her club members. She wondered if any of them were slightly chilly, or, for that matter if it was even chilly out.

    Since the day that the gained her odd powers and found out the rest of the club had also gained some power, she found she never truly got cold anymore. It was almost like her body was a furnace, radiating heat to keep her and anyone else as warm as she could.

    She glanced at the other club members once again, noticing some of them looked concerned. Sure, she had also heard the rumors of more strange things going on but she couldn't exactly visualize anything stranger than turning into a bird or wolf or fox, as her and a few other club members had shown. Just as she was almost lost in her thoughts, Anima came running back towards the group.

    “Howard said that we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out – just don’t stay up too late.”, Anima stated, slightly out of breath. After she stated this, the group followed their leader; watching carefully as she opened the gate and sticking close behind her. Arsinoe debated turning into a bird in the hopes of getting a better look at things but decided against it, knowing that it would probably be better and far less exhausting to just walk on foot.

    Anima ran ahead of the group, shouting something about checking out the corpses as she was doing so. Arsinoe grimaced, she hated seeing dead bodies, regardless of species. She thought it may actually be a good idea to offer to scout their surroundings and get a better look at the area around the farm, rather than be face to face with the possibly mangled corpses of animals.

    "I'm going to go get a better look of the area, not because I'm not capable of helping with the bodies or anything, I-I just think I'm better suited for other areas!" Said a very flustered Arsi. She shut her eyes and folded her arms towards her body, taking on her large bird form in order to scout the area a little better for the group. She leapt off the ground and flew above the barn, wanting to check for tracks leading away from the bodies or any sort of signs of the unnatural.
     
  9. Sketchie

    Sketchie >:3c

    ----☼----
    Derek van Velde
    Apollo Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    ----☼----​

    Derek was late. Again. His sister had already gotten to the farm, but he had stayed behind a little to make sure he looked perfect. And really, he did. He stepped out of the car, light glinting off the hood. Derek was gorgeous today, he put work into it. His hair curled naturally just perfectly, so that wasn't entirely him, but dammit, the rest was! He was wearing his favorite dress, mint green with white polkadots, tight at the waist before flowing to his knees. It had a 40s style to it, and Derek adored it. He made it himself, even. Green converse and pink lip gloss finished the look.

    He made his way down to the barn. He really didn't want to be there, corpses and barnyard stuff and all, but Lexa wanted to go, and his friends were there. Why not. He just barely reached the barn when he saw Anima barreling into the scene. "Howard said that we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out – just don’t stay up too late," she said excitedly.

    "Aww yeah!" he heard a voice behind him. Yep. Lexa. "Corpses!" she yelled, thrusting her arms up into a victory pose.

    Derek rolled his eyes. "You sure your dad is okay with you checking out rotting bodies?"

    "Uh, hell yeah he is. I can handle my own, dork." Lexa gave him a friendly punch to the arm, before dashing off with her comrades. Looks like everyone was splitting up to do whatever. Derek shrugged. He supposed he could go with them, but he wasn't too thrilled with the idea of getting his dress dirty.

    Looks like someone else felt the same way. He felt someone familiar latch onto his arm, before giving him a kiss on each cheek. "Derek, mon ami!" André said, a bright smile on his face. Derek smiled his hello, before the other blonde boy continued. "Surely, you do not want to be here either, non? I mean, you wouldn't want to get that nice fashion of yours dirty would you? I am going to stay out here and wait for all this to be finished. //Would you stay out here with me so that I do not have to be here all alone? S'il vous plaît?//" André asked in a sweet, loving tone. He made a pink rose in his hand, tucking it behind Derek's ear. Derek had to smile. A flower truly made his outfit, nee? Though, that was an odd way for a rose to smell.

    Well, looks like the train's pulled in to Manipulation Station, Derek thought to himself. It was nice, being able to pick up lies and manipulations. The words, they just felt a certain way. As though there was a glow to them, a certain slant, a certain way of existing. He couldn't explain it, it was the sort of thing you just know. Well, it didn't matter, really, he wanted to stay in the first place. "Ja, I'd love to stay here with you," Derek purred. He took André's hand and gently kissed it, glitter in his eyes as he set it back on his arm. "Je ziet er mooi uit vanavond," he said, giving André a sweet smile, knowing full well no one in this town knew a lick of Dutch besides his mother. "What do you suppose we do while we wait?"
     
    Last edited: Jul 23, 2016
  10. *Jean Grey*

    *Jean Grey* Night Triumphant

    Daciana Lupei
    Fenrir Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    "Fuck this, why does the boring part have to be the longest?!" Daciana swore aloud at nobody in particular, crossing her arms against her leather-clad chest, the cool night breeze ruffling her long, scarlet hair. She had signed up for corpses! Prodding! Perhaps even a stray hand or two, if she was lucky. Norbert Epstein's right hand two weeks ago was particularly good, after all, and she didn't exactly regret chomping on it, even though the now-former student council president needed an amputation of what was left of it in the end. But what they was doing was the exact opposite. Standing outside the fence and waiting...the scent of raw flesh...raw meat taunting her.

    She placed both her hands on the fence, raised her leg and pulled herself up, straddling across the top. If Anima wasn't going to show up, she was going to do what she had to do herself, propriety be damned! She swung her other leg over and jumped down onto the field, just as a familiar young girl's voice rang out.

    "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out," Anima said. "Just don't stay up too late."

    "About damn time, girl. Too bad, I already plunked my ass in," Daciana announced with a mocking, cocky grin on her face as she looked back at the rest of the club.

    "Um... So...?" Daniel replied, confused. Anima then raised her hand, as if telling him to wait. A few moments passed before she spoke once more.

    "Howard said we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out," she said. "Just don't stay up too late." With that, she opened the gates and everyone else passed through. The scent of flesh and blood hung more strongly in the air as Daciana ran a few feet across the field, her icy eyes lighting up with excitement at the prospect of seeing the corpses...as well as a certain hunger.

    "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn! I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!" Anima piped up once more, causing Daciana to roll her eyes.

    "No shit, Sherlock!" The redhead exclaimed. Of course the corpses were going to be hidden one way or another. Her sense of smell had picked them up moments ago, and she saw the barn right there and not too far away, plain and simple. Instructions like those were for little children and dependent people who needed babying. Daciana sure as hell didn't need babying...she lived on her own and was twenty in November for crying out loud! She walked at a brisk pace and sped up into a sprint, all the time keeping her mind on what there was to see. The first time the wolf took over her, she had been excited...too excited about the cage fight. The second time, just a few days ago, the wolf had taken over when she had just been drinking with Alain and some other club members. If she was going to keep it up, judging from her past record, she could perhaps, make the same thing happen tonight.

    As she ran, she almost passed by Ana. She stopped just in time to see the young thirteen-year-old girl checking an area of the field on her own. The redhead's face softened a bit, knowing what exactly Ana was going through ever since the day of the festivities. Bloodlust...something any ordinary thirteen-year-old wasn't about to get used to easily. Daciana had taken the girl under her wing, and tried to show her that her abilities weren't such bad things. It wasn't easy though. Daciana herself at least had the benefit of being older and generally having a bolder temperament.

    "Hey, Little Red," she called out, approaching the girl and poking her on both sides, laughing roughly in greeting. Ever since she had befriended Ana two weeks ago, Little Red was a nickname she used often on the younger girl. "C'mon, let's go back there and see the corpses!" She continued excitedly, squeezing the younger girl's shoulders as she spun her around.

    "Little Red...what did I tell you about caring too much? There's nothing in this damn world to be afraid of, as long as you don't let anything get to you," she said, ruffling the younger girl's hair. "It's part of you now, just like my taste for good, bloody meat is part of me! And I'll say this again...bloody meat is hella awesome if you give it a chance!" With that, she turned around and crouched on the ground. She was feeling it...the scent of the corpses was even stronger, and the beast was yearning to break out. In a matter of seconds, she knew that she was going to turn. She looked back at Ana once more, giving her a reassuring yet careless smirk before she felt the familiar thick, black fur growing and her body changing. She was the wolf once more.

    Her eyes adjusted in the gloom, now seeing much better. She quickly sprinted on all fours towards the barn, towards the smell that drew her in. It didn't take long for her to reach the bodies, and when she did, she leapt towards them and looked them over, before dragging the largest one away from the others by clamping her teeth on one of its hands. Once she pulled it a good distance away, she then began prodding at the body with her snout and paws, determined to find out what exactly happened.
     
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  11. Kung Fu Ferret

    Kung Fu Ferret The Next God

    (Deepak "D-Pac" Gupta
    Descendant of Agni, Rigvedic god of Fire
    Ceresa Farm)

    D-Pac had just arrived at the farm, his footsteps leaving a trail of tiny embers that went out relatively quickly. His dark caramel skin was getting drenched in sweat in the midsummer heat, explaining why the flaming path was getting put out in such record time.

    He finally caught up to the others, who were looking at some dead bodies behind a barn, and began to think of what it was that killed them. D-Pac clearly noticed some bite wounds and claw marks on them, reminding him of his uncle who was killed by a wild tiger near Calcutta.

    "I think we should probably dispose of these corpses properly before the police show up and ruin our investigation. And if you want my two cents in how we do it, something involving fire would be ideal, like cremation. Fire purifies the earth, and gives life a clean slate." He suggested, paranoid about the cops showing up and turning the entire farm into a full-blown crime scene. "Plus, they smell worse than moldy naan bread dipped on sour goat's milk."

    He then noticed this Daciana trying to make a meal out of the corpses, and jokingly offered to cook them with a spicy curry just for her.


    He adjusted his turban, which had gotten unraveled slightly on his way over to the barn.
     
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  12. TheSequelReturns

    TheSequelReturns Phantom Thief

    ~ Quinn Kingsley - Arachne Descendant ~
    - Ceresa Farm -
    - Evening -


    While everyone else was busy doing nothing, Quinn was busy sketching away in her notebook. The group was waiting for Anima to come back from asking permission to snoop around, which naturally meant most of the Super-myth Club members were getting more irritated by the second. They were not a patient lot, not most of them anyway, which probably came with the territory. The club was supposed to be on an official investigation right now after all. Still, not everyone was getting rowdy, most notably her subject. Kitai, one of her fellow club members, was currently laying on the ground looking like he was asleep. He was also a fox at the moment, which as far as Quinn's art was concerned was a good thing, though it was by far not the strangest thing about Kitai nor the rest of the club members. Quinn had had two weeks to come to terms with those changes. It was like she'd hit puberty all over again, only this time it came with magic powers which was a far better deal than last time.

    Ignoring the bickering and complaining of the others, she busily sketched away committing the image of Kitai's little fox form into permanent pen and paper. Normally you'd start with pencil and go back to ink in the lines later, but lately she'd found that simply taking an ink pen to blank paper tended to work out perfectly on the first go. Strange for her art skills to get a magical boost along with everything else, but hey, she wasn't complaining.

    Quinn had just finished the last details of Kit's tail when he bolted upright. A few seconds later, she could hear Anima's footsteps headed this way. Time to go to work. She closed the notebook and stashed it in her shoulder bag which was basically a little leather satchel like something you'd see in an Indiana Jones movie or something. Quaint, yes. For an artist on the go however, it was a valuable and rain-proof storage place for art supplies.

    Anima approached the group and opened the gate for them. Quinn made a mental note to give the picture to Kitai later and followed the others in through the gate.

    "Okay! Howard said the corpses are at the back of the barn!" Anima said, "I'm gonna go check it out! Howard also said he left the spots where they were attacked untouched and with some wire fence around them 'cause the grass looked weird!"

    Animal corpses were a no go for Quinn. Grass it was then. Seems like most of the others were going after the corpses as expected. Even better then, she might actually be needed to check out the other area. Of course, there could very well be a spider in the barn that could tell her what happened, but until someone came back with word of what to expect from the pile of ripped to shreds farm animals, she wasn't going near it.

    Arsi was walking just a ways ahead of her. Quinn was about to call out when the red-headed girl turned into a bird and flew off. Naturally. Everyone's powers were different after-all, but perhaps a little restraint would be nice? Quinn could only say a silent prayer of thanks that no one would see all these magical shenanigans in the dark of night as she continued along. There was someone else ahead though.

    "Hey Christine. Hey Kaede." Quinn said as she approached the two girls. "Looks like its just us. I think most of the others went towards the barn, though Arsi is flying about somewhere overhead. Have you found the weird grass yet?"
     
  13. Monster Guy

    Monster Guy Fairy Tale Man

    André Bellamy
    Aphrodite Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    "Ja, I'd love to stay here with you," Derek replied. He took André's hand and gently kissed it, then put it back on his arm. He then said something Dutch, which André had no clue what it meant, but it sounded flirty. André just giggled. "What do you suppose we do while we wait?"

    André looked around first. "Hm, there does not appear to be any place to sit... Or at least nothing clean anyway... I have an idea!" André whipped out his pink smartphone from his bag, and made a quick phone call to one of his assistants. "Salut! Pourriez-vous apporter autour de la voiture, s'il vous plaît? Merci beaucoup!" He hung up the phone, and put it back in his bag. "Now, we just have to wait a moment."

    Sure enough, a few minutes later, a long, fancy pink limousine pulled up on the street curb in front of them. "Très bien!" André exclaimed, as he pulled Derek towards the long pink car, and the two blonde boys went inside.

    The interior of the limousine was just as fancy as the outside. It had pink leather seats, and a matching pink floor. There was plenty of room for more than just two people to sit inside. "I like to travel in style." André said confidently as he sat down on the nearest chair. "Can I get you anything?" André gestured to the nearby bar. "Silly American laws prevent us from having wine, but I am sure my people could get you something else if you would like." He then got out a remote control from a compartment somewhere, and pressed a button. Familiar music started to play from the speakers.
     
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  14. Schade

    Schade The Realness

    =-------------------~~-------------------=
    Alain Irving
    Dionysus Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    Wow. What a night. And morning. And afternoon. The party never ended until at least three ambulances had driven off with crazed guests, and today was no different. Alain woke up to the sound of sirens as the ambulance drove off with another poor soul who just couldn't handle a god time. He himself was laying behind the stage near the DJ table under a blanket. He was shirtless, and had lime green glowpaint in the shape of a hand on his stomach, as well as two stripes on his cheeks. There was also a glowstick in his hand, and a passed out girl in his other. He yawned loudly and lightly shook her awake. She was, like him, partly undressed, but not unapproperiately so, so nothing "out of the ordinary" seemed to have happened. Despite that, Alain was missing his underwear, for some reason. Around him was the aftermatch from last night/today/this afternoon's party, to be known later as the ground zero of a party of a lifetime. Alain stood up, leaving the girl by the stage, where she quickly fell asleep again. Her entire being reeked of too many tequila shots. He breathed into his hand and sniffed. He smelled downright toxic. Granted, he had had a lot to drink considering his newfound powers nerfed his tolerance, but still. Wow.

    The ground zero was partly abandoned by now. A small mob of angry parents were standing outside, guiding still drunk teenagers and young adults out of the area to their inevadable doom. The DJ had left a note notifying him leaving. It wa dated to.. half a day before. Eh, once Alain got his mojo on, they didn't even need the music. he laughed as he curled the piece of paper and threw it. Walking through the area, he casually picked up an iconic red cup from a snoring guy in a giraffe outfit. It was water. "Tsk.. Boring." Alain said as he used his powers to turn it into vodka, before taking a big zip. He found his trademark orange tank top partially around the body of a passed out girl with red curly hair. It looked as if she had just given up putting it on and fallen asleep instead. He casually took it off her and put it on, hoping the handmark on his stomach didn't glow through it too much. The party was one heck of an event. They had been celebrating someones birthday, or was it a wedding? Bar Mitzvah? He ddin't really remember, but the party was great! As always. The hard part would be locating everything and make a swift, stealthy escape before he got into any sort of trouble. He knew his father or step mother wasn't among the crowd of people looking for drunk people inside. They didn't really bother anymore. He did, however, not find his phone anywhere.

    As on que, the familiar tone of Ylvis - The fox started playing, indicating that it was, in fact, somewhere around. After a quick search, he managed to track it down to a red haired guy on the stage, asleep under the curtains, looking rather cartoony with his legs sticking out. Alain vaguely remembered the guy, but figured he'd come back to him later. He fished his phone out of his pocket while making sure the guy was actually alive. his phone had.. 37 unanswered calls, and 63 new messages. Yikes. Skimming through them, it seemed he was too late for something. What, was it another dinner with his parents? No.. Another party, perhaps? no.. He didn't recognize the number. The phone, however, started ringing again, and this time he was quick to pick it up.

    ".. Hello?" he said casually, leaning up against the DJ table.

    "Alain Irving, where the hell have you been?!" the angry tone belonged to his teacher. Before Alain could answer, he continued.

    "You are 6 hours late to meet with the Super-myth club! You know what today is! If you don't get your sorry *** over there then god help me i'll fail you for real this time!". His teacher babbled on before hanging up, following through by sending him an adress via message. Crap.. Was that weird Scooby doo mystery thing today? What day was it even? that thing wasn't until Saturday, and it was only.. Saturday? Wow, the party lasted for 2 days straight? That's gotta be some sort of new local record. Alain cut his thoughts off by the realization of the teachers words. The only reason he was in the damned club was because he needed it to pass, which meant he needed to get his *** moving, fast. 6 hours ain't that bad, is it? It was already late afternoon, and it would no doubt be dark once he got there.

    ~~~

    He somehow managed to get a taxi to drive him the distance, and as he figured, it had gotten dark. He sighed. he hoped he wasn't too late. The destination was some barn that the nerd club was exploring? investigating? What were they even doing there? Of all the dumb clubs the teacher had put him in, why did it have to be this one? Sure, it seemed they had all gotten whacky superpowers after the supposed incident during the previous anniversary, but Alain hadn't really bothered with keeping tab on everyone. Though they were nice enough, he preferred not being seen with most of them.

    Sure enough, as the taxi pulled over by the road near the barn, the first thing he saw was a pink limo. That meant Andre Bellamy was there. Not really his favorite person in the group, but they did share the somewhat ironic distance to the whole ordeal, plus, he was somewhat entertaining. He walked close up to the windows to see if anyone was inside, and saw Andre and someone else, likely Derek, inside. They seemed lovey-dovey. Or.. At least as lovey dovey as being stuck with Andre alone always led it to be. With a sly grin, Alain knocked on the window a few times before opening the door.

    "Yo. I've been here with you two lovebirds all the time, in case anyone asks." he then took a zip from a bottle of water he had brought. Sure, it did contain water when he bought it, but water was boring so he turned it into Rom right afterwards. "What exactly are people doing here anyway?" he asked, hoping the two wouldn't downright die from his breath.
     
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  15. TheCharredDragon

    TheCharredDragon Blue Frog Ninja Gal

    Anima Maria Juarez
    Anubis Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Anima led to the others to the barn. Well, more like pointed in the right direction and lots of her fellow club members made a beeline to it. Not that she minded. Especially considering their powers. She had to admit, she felt a little bit like she got the short end of the stick. All she could do was see the dead and apparently tell what someone was really feeling. ...Now that she thought about it, the latter wasn't too bad, but it's still now as cool as turning into animals.

    Speaking of that, two--as far as she knew--of their "corpse examining" group could do such. One was Kit, who was now a golden fox and had asked for her to wait for him. She smiled and said,

    "Hey, Kit, you don't need to call me Ms. Anima. Makes me feel like, old."

    She didn't really slow down though seeing as she was actually the slow one compared to him. She did manage to keep pace with him as they entered the barn, which wasn't too far from where they entered. The inside was large, as she expected. There were several pens holding a few cows, some goats and two horses to the right of the barn, while everything needed to care for them--food, cleaning, etc--was concentrated on the left. The very far back of this part was where the corpses were being kept.

    By the time she got there, Daciana was already biting on one of the corpses. That wasn't really a problem as she was one of the others who could turn into an animal, in this case, a wolf. A big black wolf. As cool as a golden fox was, she always liked dogs, so, naturally, she found Daciana cool for that. Add in the fact that she had a motorcycle and her attitude that just made her super cool in her opinion.

    Now if only she could figure out how to let her examine her motorcycle...

    Then she shook her head. They were here to check out the corpses. At this point, she heard the words of one the other club members. What was his name again? Oh yes, Deepak. The Indian looking guy. Anima raised an eyebrow at his words. This guy was worried about police?

    "Uh... I don't know with you, but I don't think the police would be worried about animal corpses unless Howard called for them," she said. "Besides, the Ceresas are the ones who'll decide what to do with 'em. I just asked to let us check them, not destroy them."

    With that, she decided to use her own powers. Over the course of two weeks, she'd quickly found how cool her powers were in their own way--and how annoying they could be. She found out the soul would stay near their body or place of death for a while until its body was buried. And apparently, she could also see the souls of animals. And flies dying were a common occurence. So, yes, you could imagine her annoyance at seeing flies around her and the weird looks she got from her family when she buried the flies that died. This was why she wanted to see the corpses instead of the grass. At least this way she could use her powers. But as she looked around, she frowned.

    Where were the souls?

    ...

    Indeed, that wasn't the only thing that was odd. For those with enhanced senses of smell, they would notice the odd smell of the corpses--or rather lack thereof. There wasn't any scent of something else that wasn't the animal's own smell. And it had only been a day since the latest attack over the course of three days. There was only one thing in common with all the corpses: they all died a horrible death, whether punctured, mangled, or torn limb from limb.

    For the grass, it was easy for the "en-grass-ed" group to find them. There were several patches about ten feet long and six feet wide. scattered over the north east part of the ranch. It was also easy to see how different they looked. Some of the grass had a blue tint to them. Some of the others were wilted and brown, supposedly dead. Though some still looked normal but, to an expert, it was "half eaten". And all the grass patches were rather close to the forest just beyond the fence.

    ...

    Salazar Daniel Drake
    Sagramore Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Daniel looked at the André and Derek for while. The "on break" star actor pulled out his cellphone and spoke in French, no doubt requesting something from his various workers. Daniel was very tempted to ask what they were doing here if they didn't want to investigate it. But after a mere thirty seconds--which was a personal record for him for longest debate--he decided against it. So he sighed and decided to follow those heading for the grass.

    He wasn't sure how well he'd handle seeing corpses, of any kind.

    But seeing as there wasn't much he could contribute as he followed Quinn and the others, his mind wandered. The situation he was in reminded him of stories so much it was almost ridiculous. One day, after some normal activities, they all suddenly got powers. What was worse for him was what his powers were. It was ironic. Salazar Daniel, the guy who didn't want to be angry, got much stronger whenever he was angry.

    He wondered why were their powers so different and varied. Why did he have these powers while Anima got soul seeing, Chloe got super senses, and Daciana could turn into a wolf. A wolf. He would've been willing to have any of those powers other than his damned set. He took a deep breath and sighed after he noticed he nearly broke his flashlight. He did it again. He still hadn't controlled his anger.

    Though since he briefly thought of Daciana, his thoughts ended up thinking about her. He really admired how confident and fiery the girl was. She had no doubt about herself and she didn't give a damn to those who thought negatively of her behavior and yet she was actually nice as long as you were nice to her. He had been wanting to be friends with her, but even though he didn't mind her demeanor, he never got a chance to speak to her much.

    It didn't help that he had developed a slight crush on her and so he had trouble speaking when he found the oppurtunity, ending up staying quiet. He knew he had to work up some courage otherwise she wouldn't want to talk to him. She probably would think of him as a wuss if she knew that. He hoped that André didn't have love sensing powers because he had a feeling the star wouldn't stop teasing him about his crush. He shook his head. He should probably stop thinking about it if he didn't want that to happen.

    So he turned his attention to the grass, pointing his light at them. Anima was right, they did look weird. How did this happen? He tried looking nearby for more clues. He didn't really find anything. He narrowed his eyes. There was something missing, something that would be there when there's an attack, signs of a struggle. So where were the foorprints and upturned earth?

    His concentration broke when he heard a sqauck and looked up to see a crow pass above.

    ...

    Meanwhile with the limo, if Derek, or anyone really, bothered to look outside, he would notice that there was the sillhouette of a cat outside, standing on the fence. It then jumped down and neared the limo but was still far enough to be seen. Then, of particular note to Derek, a crow landed nearby on the fence. It then squacked at the cat. The cat ignored the bird and seemed to be looking at the limo.
     
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  16. Sketchie

    Sketchie >:3c

    ----☼----
    Derek van Velde
    Apollo Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    ----☼----​

    "Hm, there does not appear to be any place to sit..." André said, looking around, "Or at least nothing clean anyway... I have an idea!" André whipped out his pink smartphone from his bag, dialing quickly. "Salut! Pourriez-vous apporter autour de la voiture, s'il vous plaît? Merci beaucoup!" he chirped, before stashing his phone back in his bag. "Now, we just have to wait a moment."

    Derek didn't quite know what to expect... but as soon as a pink limo pulled up, he was unsure why he'd expect anything else. "Très bien!" André exclaimed, pulling Derek towards the car. He nearly hit his head getting in, mumbling something about how these things aren't made for tall people and--

    Everything was pink. His car, his floor, his seats. Even disregarding his height and the fact he wore dresses like it was nothing, he still stuck out in his mint dress. It was a nice contrast, but he suddenly felt very pink-less. "I like to travel in style," André said confidently, sitting down in a nearby seat. "Can I get you anything?" André gestured to the nearby bar. "Silly American laws prevent us from having wine, but I am sure my people could get you something else if you would like." He then got out a remote control from a compartment somewhere, and pressed a button, music spilling from the speakers.

    Derek smirked. Bad Romance, huh? he thought, Damn good thing I shaved my legs this morning. "Nee, I think I'm good," he said. He sat down next to André, light glittering in his deep green eyes. He crossed his legs, left over right towards André, keeping himself open. Body language is everything. And, well, while he supposed losing André to someone else may just be inevitable, he wanted nothing more than for this blonde boy to be his. He wanted André's hand in his, he wanted to curl up beside him, he wanted to collide with him.

    Then again, André was a movie star. Derek was an artist boy from Amsterdam. André could have anyone, and while theoretically so could Derek, all Derek wanted was André.

    Wow. Okay, self. That was really gay. Cool it, Derek, you're still vaguely interested in women.

    Like Derek, I also tell myself pointless lies to try to get myself to act a certain way. If you are also like this, you know perfectly well that doing this doesn't work. Derek also finds himself in this position. He gazed deeply into André's eyes, a sweet smile creeping onto his face. Gently, Derek reached out and lightly touched André's perfect face, his fingers slipping down his jawline. "How can you be so flawless?" he whispered, softly, almost reverently. What he would give to kiss him then and there.[sup]1[/sup]

    Of course, something has to cause illusions to shatter. In this case, it was three taps on a window and another blonde boy, this one smelling of all kinds of alcohol. Gross. Derek liked Alain, and they would probably get along well if they actually were to make friends, but gwuh. Alcohol. Gross. "Yo. I've been here with you two lovebirds all the time, in case anyone asks," Alain said, drinking what was probably more alcohol. "What exactly are people doing here anyway?"

    Derek politely scooted away from Alain (and, closer to André, I might add), adjusting his skirt. "Hallo, Alain," he said, "Something about corpses, I believe? I'm unsure. Lexa would know, she actually wanted to come." He sighed deeply. So much for being alone.

    "LOOK." Derek looked about. Obviously Alain nor André said it, it was more of a raspy voice, higher pitched, and couldn't belong to either of them. And besides, it wasn't really spoken aloud, it seemed to be only in his head. He shook it off."LOOK! LOOK LOOK LOOK!!" the voice said, far more urgently this time.

    ALRIGHT FINE, he responded internally. Man, odd visions of the past were bad enough, now he was hearing things. Ugh. He looked outside the limo, to see dAMN IT NOT ANOTHER CROW. It sat perched on the fence, preening its feathers.

    "DO YOU SEE IT?? ODD. IT'S ODD AND FURRY. FURRY!"

    I don't know what you're talking... Derek's thoughts trailed off as he noticed something a little further from the crow. Out there was a cat. A pretty cat, mind you, but this cat seemed a little strange. Was it looking at them? Or was it just being a cat? Derek leaned towards the latter, but couldn't shake the feeling that this cat knew something. "Hmm, someone lose Kitty?" he said, nodding his head in the cat's direction.

    ---
    ----☾----
    Lexa Valencia
    Artemis Descendant
    Ceresa Farm

    ----☾----​

    What a loser. Lexa snorted as she watched her brother get out of his car. Not only was it about fucking time he showed up, but it was always amusing to watch the giant interact with his precious car. The Volkswagen looked like a matchbox car next to Derek, and Lexa thought that it was hilarious. Derek's hilarious. Not in a good way, either.

    Derek and Anima reached the barn about the same time, but Anima was the only one who had useful information. "Howard said that we can go ahead and check the corpses and the field out – just don’t stay up too late," she said excitedly.

    "Aww yeah!" Lexa shouted, "Corpses!" She thrusted her arms up into a victory pose, a wild grin on her face.

    "You sure your dad is okay with you checking out rotting bodies?" her step-brother said with obvious disdain.

    "Uh, hell yeah he is. I can handle my own, dork." Lexa grinned, punching Derek in the arm. She ran off to follow Anima, but something stopped her in her tracks.

    From a little farther away, she could hear her friend Arsi. "I'm going to go get a better look of the area," she said, seemingly flustered, "Not because I'm not capable of helping with the bodies or anything, I-I just think I'm better suited for other areas!"

    Ooh. That just wouldn't do. Arsi? Running off on her own? That just screamed things going wrong. She could get hurt, or worse. "On second thought," she mumbled, before shouting to the group, "I'm gonna go join Arsi, have fun checking out corpses without me, dorks!" Lexa turned to see Arsi fly off in the form of a magnificent firebird. Awesome. But she had to come down sometime, right?

    And with that, she was off and running. A wave of her hand and a call to aid later, two golden deer sprung out beside her. "You called?" one of the deer said, gracefully leaping along.

    Lexa grabbed hold of the deer, jumping and landing on its back. "Follow that bird!" she commanded. The deer complied, and took their course. It seems in their run, they misjudged Arsi's flight plan, and so the crew quickly corrected so they were running almost directly under her. Lexa held to the deer's neck, slightly stroking its soft fur. She had to admit, having deer at your side was pretty damn awesome. And it'll be even better when your friend comes down from flight and can join you on your sick deer ride.

    ---

    1 - Note: as I write this, Katy Perry's E.T. has just come on Spotify. Coincidence? i think NOT
    2 - Crows speak in a purple, deer speak in gold/bronze. No one else can hear them except for Derek and Lexa, respectively.
     
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  17. Vern

    Vern Why not both?

    Kaede ‘Maple’ Shonozaki
    Nekomata Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Kaede had slowed down her pace, and was scanning the grounds round her for the so-called ‘weird grass’ that had been mentioned earlier. It wasn’t hard to find - they were rather obvious, forming gigantic patches that were quite hard to miss. Some of the plants were strangely discoloured, and others appeared to have wilted. Realising that this was not her speciality, Kaede decided that it was probably best for her to see if she could pick up anything else with her heightened senses.

    Sighing, she flipped her hood back and took off her headphones, letting them hang round her neck, revealing her ears, which were immediately assaulted by an explosion of sound. They slowly began to change shape, until they had morphed into two, cat-like ears that were situated near the top of her head. After giving her ears a little pat to make sure they were still there, she pulled the hood up again to hide them.

    The first thing she heard was footsteps, which made her turn around. There were two girls behind her - the flower enthusiast Christine, as well as Quinn, the competitive one. While she had hoped she would be the only one around at the grass, which would relieve her of the necessity of putting on an act for the others, this was obviously not the case.

    "Hey Christine. Hey Kaede." Quinn was saying, her voice getting louder as she drew near. "Looks like its just us. I think most of the others went towards the barn, though Arsi is flying about somewhere overhead. Have you found the weird grass yet?"

    “Yeah! It’s right here!” Kaede responded, twirling around with a large grin on her face. At least it was dark right now. That way, it was possible to be a little more lax with the smiles and such. In the darkness, it was easier to feign emotions by exaggerating the gestures usually associated with them, allowing her to stop trying to micro-manage every single muscle on her face. “It’s all blue and brown and stuff!”

    After her little yell, Kaede turned back to the grass, noticing how close the hunt for these patches had led her to the forest. Perhaps that was where the culprit had escaped to? Unfortunately, these thoughts were interrupted by what sounded like a sort of soft crunch that would have been inaudible to those with normal hearing. She whirled around to see that Daniel had followed them here, and the crunching sound had come from his accidentally damaging the flashlight he was holding in his hand. It was still functional, so it appeared that he had been able to control himself. The flashlight momentarily blinded her, and she quickly turned way to get used once more to the darkness.

    After making sure her night-vision still worked, Kaede bent down closer to the grass and sniffed it. It smelt singed slightly, but the smell was faint enough to be passed off as a figment of her imagination.

    A crow squawked above. The sound was jarring enough to her sensitive ears to make her look up from her examination of the grass (which was yielding no information), but before she could jump up to try and swipe at the bird - as her cat-like instincts demanded - it had already passed into the distance.
     
  18. Cometstarlight

    Cometstarlight What do I do now?

    Chloe "Clover" Stone
    Chimera Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    Clover followed Anima into the barn. It was dark, of course, something that would’ve been a hindrance a few weeks ago. Now it wasn’t much of a bother. She was getting used to the stench coming from the deceased bovines as she looked around to see a fox run into the barn as well. Clover nearly jumped. Kit was very sly, no pun intended, in his animal form.
    As for the others, Deepak seemed to be concerned about the authorities arriving while Daciana was…chewing on one of the deceased.

    “Daciana, I’m not sure you want to do that. Who knows what kind of things killed these cows? You don’t really want that in your mouth,” Clover winced.

    As Clover approached the cows she began to see just how mangled they were. Her stomach heaved again. Torn apart, some with their insides scooped out and others with their entrails tangled in their rib cages. Why on Earth were the Ceresa family keeping these in their barn?! No doubt corpses shouldn’t be kept around livestock.

    She sighed and shook her head before getting closer to one of the more ‘complete’ bodies and tried looking for hair, teeth, nails—anything that could’ve linked these to an animal she knew. Clover debated on turning into an animal to gather a better scent. The only problem was she hadn’t been practicing too much with it.

    Let’s hope this works,” she muttered before morphing into a golden retriever.

    No, no! Wrong breed, come on!” she tried again before turning into a blood hound. “That’s better.”

    She sniffed over the first body, then the second, then the third, then the fourth and so on. There was…nothing. Nothing that could link these to any animal she had known. She wasn’t sure if she should be relieved or troubled. Her saggy ears dragged the ground until she reverted to human form.

    Clover was about to say something, but then saw Anima. She looked…troubled.

    “Hey, Anima? Something wrong?” she asked quietly. “I can’t smell anything on these bodies at all. It’s like they’ve been,” she paused, “I don’t know, cleaned?”

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    OOC: The white lines indicate words being spoke in animal form. While most human characters can't pick up on it, anybody who has the ability to understand animal speech in the RP may hear her.
     
    Last edited: Jul 20, 2016
  19. Andydemon

    Andydemon Nanomachines, Son!

    Kitai "Kit" Hayashi
    Kitsune Descendant
    Ceresa Farm


    "Hey, Kit, you don't need to call me Ms. Anima. Makes me feel like, old." Anima told Kitai once he caught up with her.

    "Oh...O-Okay. I'm sorry, Ms. A....I-I mean...Anima." Kitai replied nervously as they entered the barn. As he walked inside, Kit shifted into his human form and looked around to see the livestock and the tools used to take care of them. It wasn't until they reached the back that he saw the corpses, and he immediately gasped at the sight of them. One could see the one eye not being covered by his hood go wide as he grabbed his hood and backed up saying, "Wha-What could've done this?"

    Shortly after asking that question out loud, Kitai noticed Daciana in her wolf form biting and pulling on one of the corpses. "M-Ms. Daciana, what are you doing?!" Kitai asked her.

    Meanwhile, Kitai also saw Chloe turning into a blood hound to sniff at the corpses. The fact she turned into a golden retriever first and what she said in animal speak, something he was able to understand, told him that she wasn't in full control of her transformation abilities yet. Deep down it made him feel lucky the he only had two forms he needed to work with.

    “Hey, Anima? Something wrong? I can’t smell anything on these bodies at all. It’s like they’ve been...I don’t know, cleaned?” Chloe said once she turned back into a human.

    Kitai didn't notice it before due to being in shock from seeing the bodies, but Chloe was right, he couldn't smell anything aside from what he should expect from the animals themselves. There was no trace of anything that might've have killed them, leaving him confused as to what could've killed them in the first place.
     
    Last edited: Jul 24, 2016
  20. Kung Fu Ferret

    Kung Fu Ferret The Next God

    "You're right. Sorry." Deepak said to Anima. "I grew up in a bad neighborhood in Boston, so I'm a bit paranoid about the cops and whatnot."

    Deepak began nodding to the beat of "Baby Don't Cry" by 90s rapper Tupac Shakur, which has been stuck in his head for a least a month. This went on for about five minutes or so, until he thought these cows may have died from some sort of disease, since there was hardly any sign of blood and the stench was practically nonexistent, besides the usual farm smells.

    "Hold on a second guys. Maybe the cows had a sudden illness, or.... Just died of old age. But I'm no doctor, so I wouldn't know for certain. Is everybody here?" Deepak said, before sending a very small series of faint embers sky high, as to alert the other members of the Super Myth Club, those who have not arrived yet for whatever reason it may be, about these mysterious dead cows.

    The embers vanished after about six whole seconds, as Deepak intentionally snuffed out the embers all at the same time, trying to avoid not only unwanted attention, but also avoid setting anything on fire.

    He looked around, thinking he heard footsteps coming closer, and turned around exactly one hundred and eighty degrees to greet the others who were falling behind.
     

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