D r o w n The City [II open!]

[kolbi]

[ Some of this is recycled ^_^ ]

Life was but an illusion… images projected from the mind into what we expect reality to be made of. Some made their reality perfect… others did not know the power they held to control their life, and left the unseen take it from their hands. They all cower in fear from the mysteries we do not know, making no attempt to dig deeper… to get to know the darkness that they seem forever so afraid of. Living their lives shadowed by a bubble of happiness… ignoring the things that come their way, banishing anything that makes any attempt to turn their life’s path in a direction they wish it not to be. Silly souls. Life is made up of how one expects it to be… they bring things upon themselves, subconsciously or consciously. The way the world works is funny, though some will object to these thoughts. But what are thoughts anyways? Waves of your own voice radiating off your brain… extra energy floating around with no where else to go? Ah, the simple things in life so many will never understand.

The creature that the world had banished from their society walked forward as though she was any other normal human walking through a junkyard… trying not to think of the things outside this bubble they called home. The floor here was dirt, littered with rubble that the humans long ago had forgotten about. It was sick. Ice blue eyes were un-phased by the treacherous sight… those endless eyes having seen much worse. Maybe one day when the world decided that the people locked in here were just like them; people, only more in touch with the animal in us all – and that they could come out and continue with their lives. Living in here was so way to really live… locking in a bubble with other colonies of shifters that wanted nothing to do with each other. The human curiosity was sick, and she wished t would all just stop. She only wished shed be here to see it.

Kolbi blinked, stopping to stare at the junkyard that was around her, then to stared directly at a building made of things that looked like were picked from the junkyard. She was sort of taken back at the sight, but instantly became curious and sauntered over. Her tail lashed casually back and forth with each stride, her crazy black and white striped hair flowing elegantly in the wind. She was fully aware how small she was, but that was okay. She knew she could take on anyone. but in this strange world there was not a life she knew, but that would change. She could be extremely sociable when she wasn’t being… anti social. But who knew, maybe today she’s choose to be oddly kind to everyone, just to make a good impression. Not to say she wasn’t always nice, she was independent, she was strong – she had to be, for her family. And what better place to be strong? A land where the keepers were releasing their experiments into their make shift world… who knew who’d she’d find here. Who knew if she was the only one, destined to be alone for all eternity? She wanted company, she wanted companions and maybe even enemies – just to make this place feel a bit more like a real life. Kolbi was alone for 6 years, only with the company of the keepers who caused her so much pain and trauma. And in those 6 years, she hadn’t used her voice once – she wondered if she still had it… she wondered what Adrienne sounded like now; she even tried to remember the soft voice of her mom and the angelic ring of her sisters child voice. Her heart ached for a moment, her candles light dwindling in the gust that tore everything from her.

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[kolbi]

[ Post will be here by tonight (it's 5:31 pm.) I'm not feeling too hot - think I have a cold, so it might not be the best, but i'll try :) ]

[kolbi]

Thoughts of sincere doubt tried to trickle into her mind… she fought them back, trying with all her might to save what energy she had as physical strength, because this was new lands and who knew what would happen. But those thoughts kept returning, along with the sick feeling of being watch. You know how you just get that feeling… a shiver down your spine and you suddenly become all paranoid; checking corners and shadows for peering eyes? She was at that point. And it was silly, seeing as she was now stuck in a bubble full of other ‘mutants’, and they probably all weren’t nice. She tried to tell herself it was some unlucky bastard trying to hunt her because she was small – but she wasn’t succeeding in convincing herself. It didn’t feel right. There were no birds in the sky to make music in the air, no cars driving by, no baby crying down the street. The air was dead of both sound and scent. She lifted her nose into the air, her white striped hair falling from her shoulders down her back. It smelt of other anthros – the scent of dogs and cats, though she couldn’t identify which breed.

Kolbi sighed, looking down she rhythmically tapped her furry, dangerously clawed toes. Her flicking tail was in her peripheral vision, and she was almost transfixed staring down at her feet. She recalled a time at the apartment, her and Adrienne had compared the size of their feet, to see who was growing faster. Then, her feet hadn’t been hairy and were small, delicate… not throbbing with huge veins and connected to striped legs. Her forehead crinkled, her icy blue cat eyes staring harshly at her feet now. She didn’t understand why this was all happening, and she was afraid to think how the future would be. She was even sort of afraid to find out what else was in here – okay well she knew what, just not who’s. Kolbi wanted to know more. She wanted to know what different Hordes… Woops, she meant Rings were here, and what their members were. Were they all a certain type of anthro, or were they based on their personalities? Either way, she was dyeing to know.

With a sharp jolt back to reality, she shook her head angrily at herself at used the talon on her finger to scratch her check casually. She shouldn’t be zoning out like that, who knew what could’ve taken her off guard. Not to say she wouldn’t be able to kick his ass, but she’d feel more comfortable making the first attack then getting jumped. She looked around, hoping to see someone. She’d met the people of this Bestia Ring, and was apparently part of it now. The group had no said Alpha or whatever, and so they were just sort of all over the place. But sooner or later the more dominant ones would step up – like herself. She adjusted the cropped tank covering her chest, the beige cloth coming down just under her breasts. She also wore blue jeans, but had them rolled up to her knees. It was weird not sweating her brains out, even though it was about 100 degrees out. It must be in the animal in her, because she barely broke a sweat. She just began to breath heavy, like dogs do. She finally understood their funny ways.

Before the voice sounded, she heard him approaching. The ears on her head twitched back, agitated, by the uneven steps. He must’ve been injured or something, because he was panting and his steps were short. Or maybe he was unlucky enough to actually get super hot and sweat. She stood as still as possible, though she found it funny seeing as it was almost impossible to miss the small girl designed in fur and stripes. Turning around just as he obnoxiously called her way, she burned narrowed blue eyes on to him. He was quite a sight to be envious of, because he had skin and didn’t look like a freak. She hissed in his direction, showing her fangs all too much. She wanted him to feel intimidated, instead of immediately categorize her as a non-threat because she was little. She crossed her arms over her chest and c.ocked one hip to the side, her tail lashing back and forth in annoyance. “For Pete sake, you don’t have to jump like a rabbit to get my attention. I do have great hearing,” she pointed at her left cat ear, and in response it twitched. What was he doing here? Is this what the other ring members looked like? Totally and utterly… normal? She felt jealousy rise in her throat, but held t back as her lips pressed together. Then did she take the time to look him over; tall, lean and muscular, and from here she could see green eyes. As far as first impressions on the looks went, it was a great bonus that he was almost shirtless.

[kolbi]

[ew]

She was suddenly very interested in this boy. Did he belong to one of the Rings? Or did he live alone? And if he shifted – which he obviously did if he’s in here – then how did his body change from perfect human, to whatever he became? And what DID he shift into? He must change into some kind of predator, or else he wouldn’t be stupid enough to approach someone who was very obviously half Tiger. Unless he was just stupid. Or was he actually very smart, and was just as curious about everything as she was? Who knew, but she was suddenly itching to find out. He, aside from the rest of the Bestia she had briefly met, was the only other living thing she’d met, and he looked as human as the people who got to live normal lives outside. And though she’d never admit it, he was quite attractive.

She watched him closely, a good 15 feet between them. Her arms were over her chest, her eyes narrowed as she tried to read through him. If he had any cruel intentions, he would either have attacked by now, or play mind games. She was prepared to get messed with, but she’d only mess right back. She didn’t take bull from anyone. And yet she thought it might actually be fun to talk to this boy, he seemed conceited beyond all belief, and playing some games might prove to be a great pass time. Who knew, maybe he’d play along.

He made a remark about her fangs, and it was an automatic response to smirk rather sadistically. If there was something she liked about this new body, it was her fangs. Her traced her tongue over their points, thinking about the boy the stood in front of her. Her tail – always reacting to her moods- was now twitching at the tip; he was already amusing her and it has only been about a minute. She casually sniffed the air, trying to catch the scent of his other half. She didn’t want to blatantly ask what he was, but her curious side was killing her. She now knew the phrase, ‘curiosity killed the cat’… as morbid as it is. Though she couldn’t really get anything, she had a feeling this big oaf of a ‘human’ wasn’t a threat, even though he was a full head taller then her.

“Anyways, my scary little tigress, my name is Carson, don't forget it."

[/I] Her eyes quickly went back up to his face after letting them not-so-discretely run along his body. A soft purr of amusement vibrated from her throat and she flicked the long tendrils of striped hair from her shoulders to her back. A sarcastic smirk spread across her lips, and she said in a humored tone, “Don’t get your hopes up – I have this bad habit of forgetting people who bore me.” Her eyes shone with a mischievous gleam as she stared at him, almost provocatively. But she flirted shamelessly with everyone, and even though she certainly wasn’t bored with this Carson figure, she’d never admit it. “I’m Kolbi, and I’m a genetically mutated freak who wants to kill every Keeper I see.” She smiled as she explained this with deep sarcasm, but at the same time had a total seriousness in her voice. [/size][/color][/blockquote]

[kolbi]

Kolbi watched him with new interest. She watched him like the Keepers had watched her for six years. She stared him down with intense eyes and every intention to learn more. More about what? She wasn’t exactly sure, she just wanted more. She wanted to know of this Shifter, his past, his future, his animal side. She was curious to see how he works; how he ticks and doesn’t. To Kolbi, this boy with a human form fascinated her. He could mend his bones and reshape his muscles to whatever animal he turned into, and she only wished she could do the same. She often hated the stripes that adorned her body and though she loves her tail, it was quite awkward at first. The nails were easy to get used to, and the teeth are just awesome. But the fur that should be skin on her arms was still weird to her. After being a human girl for 11 years and spending the next six growing body parts no person should have, well, you’d think she was used to it. But she spent a good portion of those 6 years either sedated so heavily she couldn’t remember anything, or locked up in a glass case with wires poking out of every body part.

The very memory made her mad. She almost lost her playful mood, but was quick to revive it because it was obvious this boy was flirty. Funny she hadn’t really ever held a true conversation in quite some time, but all this came so naturally. Being flirty and provocative – it was totally her. Her eyes fell to where his hands landed on his waistband, watching them chill on the brim of his pants. She didn’t try to hide where she was looking. She watched as he came closer… oo, glad to see he was comfortable enough to get in the range of where her claws could lash out and come back to her side with his eye stuck to one of them. Too bad she wasn’t in the mood to make a mess. Her cat eyes left his crochial region to stare back up at his face, except this time she had to crane her neck a bit since he was closer. She smiled at his remark, switching the weight from her left leg over to her right, arms still wrapped nonchalantly on her chest.

She began to wonder if all the Rings were like him. Did they not care she was half human, half animal… physically? He seemed so chill with the fact her teeth could rip off his face and her tail swayed behind her. And her ears? If she were in his shoes she would’ve left a long time ago. But here he was, coming closer to her with each word. If he came any closer she’d be able to hear his heart beat. When he spoke next she was sort of taken aback. For a split second her face changed from sarcastically flirty to confused, but right back in no time. He was obviously joking, because there were plenty of misshapen things on her. Though she did enjoy following his gaze up and down her body, when it returned back to her face her arms fell from her chest and hung limply at her sides. He took one step closer, and she could feel his breath on his face. Her sadistic smile returned, though this time it was a bit more girly. “You know I can bite your nose off right now.” Her voice was quiet and joking. Yeah, she could bite off more then just his nose – she could probably rip his whole face off, but that would just ruin it. “If you get any closer, Carson, I’ll be able to count the pores on your face.” Her left eyebrow raised in a flirty, joking manner. She liked the closeness though. The feeling of being liked was all she wanted, and after years of not being touched or praised, she just wanted attention.

[kolbi]

Kolbi should’ve felt totally awkward and uncomfortable. There was this massively tall boy hovering inches from her face, his bare chest directly in her reach, and his warm breath cascading down her face. The closeness should bother her, because after years of being poked and prodded by the harsh hands on the men in the labs, you’d think she’d taken an aversion to them. But in this case, it was the exact opposite. She’d never felt the gentle hold of a man, she’d never tasted his lips on hers or anything of the sort. And this encounter was oddly… soothing, in a way. It made her confident to know, even how she looks now, that someone would still bother to get so close to her. It was kind of comforting.

She smiled up at him, staring into his eyes with her unblinking cat eyes. She had to admit, he had pretty eyes. When he said he wanted to know something, her heart sank. She knew he was going to ask about… her. And he did. Immediately she dropped the flirty façade and took a sharp step away from her. Her face hardened and her eyes narrowed. Did he really have the balls to ask that? He didn’t even know her, and he was asking a question that was still sensitive to her; as much as she hated having such an apparent a weak spot. She held her tongue from growling at him, and stiffened her arms at her sides to keep from lashing out. You can say she had some anger problems, but right now she wasn’t exactly angry. More like vexed, and hurt by the subject that was brought up.

“What do you think, Carson? Do you think it was easy having everything taken from me?”

[/b] She spat at him, her voice venomous. “How would you feel if you were an innocent child – with skin and regular hair, and chewed nails and flattened teeth, taken away from everything you knew and thrown into a world of cold white and syringes?” Her heart rate sped up drastically as images of the lab they kept her returned; all the machines she was hooked up to, all the hormone and steroid injections they gave her. She hated talking about this subject… she barely let herself think about it. But she though this boy needed to know, because he seemed to have his own perception on the terrible reality they all lived in. “I remember being a little girl with baby soft skin and short black hair, with no tail to get in the way and a life. I had a family, and they took it away from me.” Her voice was cold and harsh. She was about to mention how long she’d been cast away in there, but she wouldn’t go that far. She didn’t want to spill everything to some boy she just met; for all she knew, he was a spy for his Ring – gathering information about her new ‘Family’.[/size][/blockquote][/color]

[kolbi]

The anger she felt just moments ago was quickly dyeing, because she simply couldn’t hold it against this boy to be curious. She would’ve asked too – actually, she wouldn’t have stuck around long enough to even bother to ask what’s up with how she looks. Sad, yes, but she’s just, if she dare say, sort of afraid of what she’s become. Never, ever would she let someone know this, because she wears such a tough girl façade, but sometimes knowing she has the power to end someone’s life with a simple bite to the throat can be a little overwhelming. It was a new feeling I guess, being all powerful and whatnot. Her most recent memory really was her just being a little girl, so the swift transition she made from human girl to Beast was sort of scary… yet thrilling too.

She scoffed at him, still trying to be angry. Being soft really wasn’t her thing anymore. Her arms hastily went up to cross over her chest as they usually were; her stubborn and c.ocky stance. “Trust me, if I hadn’t been sedated to the point of drooling on myself, the bunch of them would be happily in pieces in my belly.” She glanced at him, then quickly looked to the side of him, not wanting to look at his cute face in case she lost all her vexation and anger. “I just got here too. I can’t remember when or how long ago they put me in here, but I guess I was out for a few days…” She sort of trailed off, not sure why she was telling him all this. He didn’t deserve to know; no one did.

When he made the move to remove his vest, she was having a really hard time not looking at him. Stupid cute boy and his stupid nice body. Her lips puckered angrily as she lost the battle, staring at him from the corner of her eyes. She stared at his torso, the black and blue bruises that stood out against his tan skin. Her lock tightened as she fought to keep from asking if it hurt… a morbidly curious side wanting to know if he felt the pain she had. But the fact his sister had turned him in, she could imagine that hurt. If her twin had ever turned her in, she’d be devastated… thoughts of Adrienne came to her like a tidal wave, crushing everything she felt inside. With a flinch, she looked away from him, staring coldly at nothing just beyond him. “My soul is fine.” Lies. She flinched at her own inner voice, wishing it would be gone.

His movements distracted her – a welcome diversion from painful thoughts. Without thinking, her head turned to follow him as he sat down with several groans of pain. Her narrowed eyes watched him carefully, once again trying to see through him. She turned her body back to face him, the tip of her tail twitching in agitation once more. It was stupid how he made her want to talk so much and just tell him things, but it was most likely just because he was the only one she’d bothered to have a conversation with. She just wanted to share her feelings… not just necessarily with him. He seemed totally full of himself anyway. She scoffed at him once more and sneered in his direction, saying in a mildly unamused voice, “Fine, Mr.Conceited. Tell me about yourself. Why are you here? Why are you talking to me? Better yet, what are you?-“ She glared at him and added with a more harsh tone, “-Other then having a human form.”

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He didn’t waste any time talking about himself. She rolled her eyes and huffed out a breath, suddenly wanting to take back the fact she even asked. No wait, keep him talking. The company is nice. She almost growled out loud, vexed by the nagging voice that kept reoccurring in her mind. She was half listening half not. From the start of his story, she’d immediately fell into another world; lost in her thoughts. His words came into her mind slower then he spoke them, but she comprehended them nonetheless. And the minute he mentioned his sister… her being like him… she snapped out of her trance and stared at him in horror. How could he talk about her in public like that?! What if they were listening and went on the hunt for her? He was so stupid to even mention he had a sister, nevertheless that she was like the rest of them in this place!

She would never, ever mention her family. For all she knew, those sick bastards that called themselves the Keepers had implanted some kind of speaker in her throat so everything she said was recorded. The last thing she wanted to do was to bring her sister into this… her dearest twin. No, she’d never tell anyone she had a mother or sister, because they too were shifters, and if they were to be caught Kolbi would blame only herself. And what would they think of her now? She would be a demon of some sort to them – all furry and stripey, with fangs and claws bigger then any ghetto girls nails. Her tail automatically twitched in anger.

Her attention turned back to Carson, fiery eyes glaring him down as he continued his story. He was at the part where he was in the hospital, and she figured it was from the car accident he previously mentioned… she sorta zoned out on that part of the story just now. Long after he was done talking her piercing gaze never left him. She was a tiger too? Funny, Kolbi just barely remember making the transition from little girl to shifter just as she was taken away; she never really had the chance to fully shift. She could only guess it was exhilarating. And now that he was done talking, she didn’t know what to say. Well, not that she didn’t know what to say, she just simply didn’t want to say anything. For the time being.

She took in a deep breath, and asked in an admonishing way, “Why do you talk about your sister? Aren’t you afraid the scientists are gonna hear you and go find her? I know I’d never talk about Ad-“ She immediately cut off, her face turning a red color as she held her tongue. She’d almost said Adrienne, and that would confirm all the questions the Keepers had asked her over the years. Her hand flew up to her mouth to play with her bottom lip between her pointer finger talon and her thumb talon. Woops. ” and you make me think over the definition of bestiality." THAT definitely cut off all her thoughts and made mouth fall open as she stared at him. Her hand fell from her mouth and her face turned into that of disgust. “EXCUSE me?! Aren’t YOU the one who changes into a full blown DEER?! How dare you apply me to the term bestiality when I’m only half animal?” Her voice had risen an octave out of her frustration, and the fur on her tail had kind of poofed out a bit the way cats get when angry. But really she didn’t blame him for saying that, seeing as she was the one who looked like the animal 24/7. But she was only allowed to say degrading things to herself, he wasn’t.

She exhaled as if trying to breath the anger away, and rubbed her index finger against her temple. Her tail lashed back and forth in obvious annoyance, but she was trying to calm down. If she got passed the whole bestiality thing, she could take the rest of his sentence as a comment… sort of. Her jaw worked as she stared at his feet while he sat, and slowly her eyes made way up his body, lingering on his abdomen, and back into his eyes – hers still a little cold. She tried to change the subject to keep from exploding again. “What’s an axis deer?”

[kolbi]

(ooc;
Sorry hun! I'll post tonight; my computer totally crashed so I've gotta use my friends computer =[ )