Forum > Open > The End Shape Shifters (open rp)

Battynoise - Aug 17th 2023 21:17

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(Anyone can join this, This is the story, have fun)
INTRODUCTION
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GUIDE
You exist

You can mimic any form or even create your own with practice and training if you wanna make that a goal.
You can go anywhere in any realm/universe, but only can set one place in that universe to revisit where the rest of the travel is done by your assumed body shape or being(what if your a ghost).

This is super basic and can go anywhere, but you can limit yourself and set your own goals. How you came to know you can mimic and go pretty much anywhere is up to you, but perhaps you still don't know that you can.

There once was a home where these shape shifters thrived, but without their ability to go anywhere. They branded themselves in ways with a kinda of core that had a special shape within oneself so to help identify each-other if and when it was needed. Something terrible happened where their world was torn apart by some kind of darkness, but this darkness came with an opening to a window where the mimics became able to become the window itself and go... far away into their own heads or more so to some realm that mimicked themselves and feelings best, there they spilt. Now these mimics go on all separate from another hopping between places unknowingly if their new experiences will lead them to one lucky sighting of another. Who needs to fall in lover with everything, instead of finding what doesn't have to change.



Edited Aug 17th 2023 23:44

Battynoise - Aug 19th 2023 19:23

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CHARACTER ENTERS "X"

X a Mimic in the shape of a black cat bend their neck to one side and yawns leaving a trail of moister as they walk along. After a long yawn his mouth clamps shut as if in embarrassment or self consciousness like if they had swallowed food during a meeting meal. The warm damp street matter the hair between their paws as the cool night air attempted to dry at least the upper heels of the feet. The building around looked of brick glinted in some faint purple color form the sky. The wet bricks glistened reflecting the light of the moon in specs making a kinda of visible film for the otherwise dead buildings.
Reaching a fork in the road to go either left or right and perhaps back X decided to press their chin to the wall between a window and a broken window door. Neck n collar follow and then his right paw lift up eye level against the wall. X began climbing up the wall tail flicking after every few flicks past scaling up about ten feet to bend their neck back in a uncomfortable looking way to see the shadow of the building on the street. The building was two storied, but longer than it was efficiently stacked.