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Re:Open Role Play
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Date: 2009/02/24 18:24
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By: TenderLovingSex
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Just wanna say I've never done this before or even heard of it, but it seems like a realy cool idea so I'd like to join 
Name: Chris Redfield
Ability: Can morph into any animal he comes into physical contact with
Look: Thick untamed brown hair, slim but muscular body and a casual fashion sense. He has peircing blue eyes that draw attention like moths to flame, and a slight tan. He has the essence of a tiger about him; mostly in his masculine, cat-like stride.
Age:16
Backround: His abilities are the product of experimentation by alchemists and scorcers, and as a side-effect his memory is completley blank up until a month ago.
Perspective: 3rd person
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Chris was scutling down the hall as fast as he could without drawing the attention of the teachers; because they would surely make him take off his sunglasses which would reveal his eyes, drawing an extremley uncomfortable amount of attention. His eyes struck every sign he came across, hoping and praying that the next one would be his class. Then suddenly, in the middle of all his paniced scurrying, he ran right into someone! Someone big too, cause he fell right on his butt. His skin tingled with anxious disscomfort, he was not familiar with social interaction as he had lost all his memory. In addition, if this led to his sunglasses coming off, he would have a much larger social catastrophy to deal with. He began to get on his feet in hope of making a speedy escape when the ogre he had run into picked him up by his collar. Chris felt lucky that the tree stump only brought him to his feet instead of picking him up into the air; as this meant he did not have super-human strength. "I'm sorry" he blurted in a deep panicy voice; the frequency of which resembled the sound of raging waterfalls.
"Not yet you're not, but you will be soon enough." Said the beast. Chris' discomfort grew sevenfold when students began to crowd around him in the hall. Then suddenly his attention was drawn to the sound of a much smaller kid retreating; it seems chris saved him from a beating. Knowing that there would be no way to avoid trouble now, he pulled off his sunglasses and threw them to the ground. The sight of his feirce eyes sent out a shockwave stuning all who saw them, including the behemouth holding him. With the element of suprise he managed to free himself from his grip, and give him a good solid jump kick right in the gut. As the monster doubled over in pain, Chris assesed the situation and realized that he stood no chance in the line of battle, but had bought himself time to escape; and so he did. After the occurence in the hall he gave up on fnding his first hour class, and retreated to the security of his cozy dorm.
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