LOSS - League Of ShapeShifters

How the Story Will Start:

All in the same town, several teenagers find themselves touching an animal and soon being able to shapeshift into that animal or a similar one from it's family. Soon, these teenagers will run into each other and learn that there are more alike them


Rules:

You can only have up to 2 characters. No more.

No God-modding.

Your character can only be one type of animal. By that I mean, canine, feline, marine, and so on. You can change into anything in the animal family you choose.

The animals you shift into have to be mammal.

Extinct animals are allowed.

No mythical animals are allowed.

Keep posts Pg-13 or less.

Example Profile:

Name:

Age:

Animal:

Appearance:

Personality:

History:

Other:


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My profile:

Name: Alice Sarks

Age: 18

Animal Family: Canine

Appearance: Long and straight brown hair and blue eyes. Light skin color and average height.

Personality: She doesn't like to talk to people she doesn't know, and often doesn't trust someone until she knows them for awhile.

History: She recently moved out from her parents' house and into a small apartment with her husky.

Other: Up for love, I guess.

Name: Anye
Gender: male
Animal family: weasel (includes martens, ferrets, etc.)
Age: 15 and three months.
Appearance: silver-streaked blond hair, odd dark-green eyes.
He has a birthmark shaped like a bent coin on his neck.

History: Anye works at the local wildlife shelter. It's not a surprise for him to handle panthers, eagles and others. His sister occasionally visits him at work.

Okay. Here's mine.

The Girl:
Name: Ariona Draven.

Age:16 turning 17.

Animal: Canine. Prefers to be a wolf with blue-tinged white fur, or a blue-grey fox.

Appearance: Waist length, reddish-black hair, green eyes. Light skin and sort of tall. Always wears black, red and/or dark colours.

Personality: Kind, but mean when cornered. Would rather help someone than fight them. Has a nasty temper but doesn't loose it often.

History: Ariona is adopted. She never knew her parents and her adoptive ones aren't that....observant... She doesn't mind, as long as they don't suddenly acquire an interest--for all the wrong reasons.

Other: Does not like to be called 'Riri' (Quin's nickname for her). Always has a reddish spot over her left eye when in animal form.


The Boy:
Name: Quin Sullivan.

Age:17.

Animal: Birds. Mainly Crow/Raven or Eagle.

Appearance: Tall, dark brown hair, blue eyes. Tanned. Always wears expensive clothes.

Personality: Snarky, sneaky, bad (kind of) and fun loving... Likes to lay pranks on people and cause trouble.

History: Comes from a rich family, popular. Doesn't like all the attention parents give him.

Other: Wishes he could just 'vanish' sometimes...

"Hello, Hoss," Anye greeted his his sister.

She made a sound that he knew as "Don't call me that."

"Sure, Morgan. I was just cleaning out the raccoon's pen..."
Absently he fingered the birthmark on his neck. "Hm."

She looked at him in a quizzical fashion.

"Nothing. Let's go home, as soon as I wash up."

Ariona glared at the back of Quin's head. "I told you not to call me that," she hissed and Quin turned around to flash her grin.

"I'll call you whatever I like, Riri," Quin said and turned back to the front of the classroom.

Ariona scowled at him. Why did he have to be so difficult? It wasn't like they could ever be anything...

Quin sighed and Ariona found herself staring at the back of his head again.

"Wonderful," she muttered.

Name: Cameron

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Animal: Bison (Bison, Buffallo, Bull)

Appearance: A strong build, somewhat tanned, always wears a hawaian shirt, and long sleeve shirt underneath during the winter.

Personality: Cameron is very egocentric. He always wants to be, and usually can accomplish, being the center of attention wherever he goes. He brags about everything and tells stories that some people wouldn't believe were true, and most of them are...some of them, not so true. He always fights untill he wins, and he doesn't believe in no-win scenarios. He's an ass, but a courageous one.

History: Cameron moved to (insert this town's name here) from California. His parents were very rich, being the co-owners of the San Diego Zoo, and spent a lot of his time there, as well as along the beaches. An angry divorce drove his dad out of most of his money, and had to skip town to a new, smaller job. Cameron gets one week with his mom every month, but his dad got most of the custody. He gets to go into the cages some times when they feed the animals, so he spent a lot of time chilling with a lot of the animals, especially his favorite; the American Bison, which he hangs around on and is allowed to climb onto once in a while.

Other: This is more a message from me, not about the character; I'll do my best to get the genders of the other characters right. If you've been in the other storybooks I'm in, you may notice that I screw it up sometimes, so I'm working hard to know each character I mention before I write him/her in a post.

"Cameron! Get going, now, or you're going to miss the flight", said Cameron's mother. Cameron patted the bison on the head again and ran on out. Cameron rolled his eyes, as did his mother, and they quietly walked out of the San Diego Zoo. Cameron looked back at it as he left. He loved that place, and he really couldn't be more pissed off every time he was forced to leave to the crappy little town his dad was forced to.

The car ride was quiet between Cameron and his mother. Cameron's mother never cared for Cameron much, or the work of parenting. She took advantage of being single, and had some new boyfriend every few months. Cameron didn't like being ignored by his mother, or disliked by her, but he learned to live with it.

He felt the California heat fade as he entered the airport alone. His mother drove away almost instantly as he got out. He loved the heat. It felt good and natural to him. After a usual nightmarish trip through the security trials of the airport, he made his way on to the plane just as he got to the boarding area. He sat in his fancy first class seat, and turned on his iPod, air-drumming to the song he put on; "Gasoline" by Airborne Toxic Event. The plane ride would be about an hour or two.

Cameron watched the window as the plane took off. Another week in good old California, gone, just like that. As soon as he was out of school, he planned on heading back and staying there. It's where he was comftorable and happy.

Although, it was fun back with his dad. Not a lot of people there travel. It's a somewhat small city. Cameron was thinking up how he could describe how it was riding the bison again; the word "divine" came to mind. He didn't like leaving California, but as usual, he knew he'd have plenty to do and talk about.

Just a nice little introduction today. More will come...but not now. I'm on Spring Break today, I've got things to do! I can't stay on this computer forever, even though I'm doing what I love; writing. Have a lucky day, everybody!

Ariona stood up as the bell rang and watched as Quin completely ignored her and went over to Bianca, another popular, rich kid. She sighed and swept past them and into the hall. She didn't want to put up with Quin's crap today, even though the day was pretty much already over...

Ariona shook her head and took off down the hall. She had things to do, like looking after the friendly fox that was lurking in her backyard. But first, she had to stop by her locker.

She knew he would be waiting for her when she got there, mainly because she'd taken the long way back to her locker and didn't want to bump into anyone she...err...knew... Ariona sighed and opened her locker, slamming the door against the neighbouring one.

"Riri," Quin sighed but she didn't look at him. "Ariona," he said sharply and spared him a glance as she removed her bag and switched books.

"What?" she snapped and slammed the locker door shut. "What do you want?"

Quin gave her a sad look. "Want to come over later?" he asked. Ariona shook her head. "Please?" he begged.

"No," Ariona snapped and walked off. She left the school at a run.

Err, just as a suggestion, I wouldn't start just yet. Unless you have the all clear from Firearris:)

Name: Ali Brazzle

Age: 16

Animal: Feline family (large cats and small cats alike)

Appearance: http://oneluckyalicat.deviantart.com/ar ... s-86998642

Personality: Ali has a very biting sense of humor. She tends to look at the glass with an interesting perspective that isn't really 'half full' or 'hall empty'. Instead, she views life with facts and states her mind quite clearly. Underneath her strong composure, she's in a huge amount of turmoil. Her life has been extremely hard, but she's always tried to make it through, no matter what. Loving never got her anywhere, and she feels simply numb to most things.

History: Both of Ali's parents died when she was twelve years old. Her brothers and her were spread out through the government's system until she arrived by herself in this town. She's fit in with the 'emo' group, but she's extremely bright and they don't always understand her. Her adoptive parents resent her, since she resents them. After getting in some trouble with the law at a party, Ali is forced into community service at the town's local zoo.

Other: Up for love, if she can be reached:)

Second profile:

Name- Morgan (AKA Hoss)
Gender- female; Anye's sister
Appearance- blond hair like his, blue eyes.
Morgan may appear to be stunted because of
an accident when she was young.

History- Because of the accident, she can't speak very
clearly. Anye understands her, though, and so do her
favorite animals: horses.

Ariona got home to find the fox in her backyard. It was curled up under a tree and hiding its head under its tail. Ariona sighed and tried to coax it out but it didn't move.

"Oh, come on," she muttered and picked it up.

The fox protested loudly but Ariona ignored it and stalked back into the house. Her adoptive Mother yelp in surprise when she saw Ariona with the fox.

"What the... What is this, Ari?" she asked and Ariona held the fox closer. The fox was only as big as a cat.

"It's only a baby," Ariona said and smiled when the fox hid its face in her hair. "I think it's sick. Can we take it in to the widelife shelter?"

Ariona's adoptive mother sighed and said, "Oh, alright. It's better than lettin it lurk around in the backyard, isn't it?"

Ariona nodded and together went outside, got in the car and drove away. A short car ride later and they pulled up outside the widllife shelter.

Ariona got out and walked towards the shelter.

"Ari," her adoptive mother called. "Wait up."

Ariona turned to talk to her and started walking backwards. A second later she bumped into someone. Ariona turned around to find a blonde boy with streaks of sivler through his hair and dark green eyes. Next to him was young girl. She was also blonde with blue eyes. Ariona blink.

"oh, sorry," she said.

Morgan:

"Ah.. u scared me."

I glanced over at Anye, who nodded and repeated my words for the other girl.

She blushed, then held up a small animal for us to see.
It was a fox cub, hardly more than a month old.

"A fwox!" I cried, frustrated at the odd sound.

This time there was no need for Anye to "translate."
He leaned back against the raccoon's cage.

The girl smiled. "Hey. I'm Ari, and this fellow doesn't
have a name as of yet."

I smiled back.

Ariona smiled. "Hey, I'm Ari, and this fellow doesn't have a name as of yet."

The girl smiled back and Ariona blinked.

"Um, he's sick," she said. "I think...."

The boy smiled. "Why don't we see how we can help?"

Ariona smiled at him. "Yeah, let's do that."

Morgan:

"He's sick?" It was the clearest thing I'd managed to say.

"Yeah. I think he may need a mother to nurse him."
Ari cradled the little fellow. "What're your names?"

Anye indicated me with his thumb. "This is Morgan.
My name is Anye."

I really wish there was a horse for me to sit on...
I glanced down at my shrunken body. This was not a good
way to make friends, with my brother smelling of
who-knew-what and me... a freak.

"Hi Morgan, Anye." Ariona nodded and stepped past them. "Can we find him a mother now?"

No one answered as Ariona kept walking. She stopped and turned back when she noticed, and frowned. Morgan was glaring at her brother.