Your character is going about their everyday life, when all of a sudden they are teleported into a house. There are no doors leading outside and no windows. There is a bedroom for every person, and when a new person appears, a new bedroom is added for them. The kitchen is fully stocked with food, and whenever someone takes something it's replenished.
Do literally anything you want.
Okay, so the only rule is no NSFW. Sexual jokes are allowed though. Everything else goes. No form is needed. Oh, and when you kill someone, they just come back to life.
Have fun!
(I'mma do this, but I gotta go to bed now, so I'll do some stuff here tomorrow.)
Codie and Theta popped into existance. "Wh- what the hell?" Codie said as Theta completely ignored the situation and started playing with a fork he found.
(Hi, sounds cool, I'm gonna use Myra.)
(Nice! Just hop right in)
And then she was in this weird new house. No explanation. Nothing. Just there. As soon as she came to her senses she looked around the room, it was nice, but where was she?
Codie looked over at Myra when she suddenly popped into the room. "Who are you?" she demanded, grabbing for her knives which were usually on her belt. But they weren't there. "Wha- where the hell are my knives?"
Theta, who was on the couch, examining the shiny fork, shrugged.
Azami fell to the floor, jolting the previously asleep woman wide awake. "Lu? Are you here?" She looked around, rubbing her eyes for a second until she realized that she was in an unfamiliar kitchen. "Where- what ship am I on?" Azami's eyes flicked over to the two others in the room, and she lay back down on the floor and fell back asleep.
Teigi had been sitting at his desk, but in the blink of an eye ended up sitting on a counter, his notebook and pen still in his hands. "Where am I? Where's my crew?"
Theta waved at the newcomers. "Hello!"
"Stop being so damn nice, we dont know these people, they could be enemies." Codie sighed, pulling her long, reddish-brown hair back into a ponytail with a hair tie she always kept on her wrist. "Who are you people? Answer me!" She shouted when she was finished.
As Colby was walking the bustling streets of her hometown her legs spontaneously gave out, and it felt as though she melted through the ground. As she recovered her balance she realized that the world around her transformed into an entirely new scenery. "What in all of Ket…" Her fiery orange eyes darted across the room giving all of the people nervous, yet threatening glares. In pure self-defense, she set her hands ablaze and was prepared to start throwing fireballs if necessary. "Who are you people? Followers of Demonth? Demetria's sorcerers? Ekko's cult members? You here to kill me?"
A burst of yellow light clouded Melanie's vision, something she hadn't seen in well over a decade. She wasn't surprised about that, though–she had been taught by the Doctor to expect the new and unexpected. What the middle-aged woman did not expect, however, was to appear right in front of a woman with her hands aflame.
"He's still got it, that's for sure. But why," Mel, muttered, taking a quick glance around, "here?" Returning to the flustered female, she stood to her full height…which wasn't much considering she was just a bit over 5' tall. Her once dark brown hair shimmered with the small hints at greying hair pooled down to her hips, right where her two pistols resided–not that she would use them, just to let people know she was armed.
"If you caused me to be here, then be sure, you went after the wrong person. My associate will be coming for me soon. That being said, I'm mighty impressed. What species are you? Certainly not a Silurian…"
Gatzi had seen many things, so many things. She’d seen the events that had not been recorded in the history books - even participated in them - which is why she wasn’t extremely surprised when she felt a pull on her being, to somewhere else. The only surprise came from her question: what kind of being was so bold to transport her unknowingly to a completely different location?
It was all within the blink of an eye, which could be considered less time if you had the perception of time Gatzi did. The ‘woman’ was a bit disgruntled at the fact that she was caught in one of her lesser forms…but nothing she couldn’t handle. And upon seeing the environment she was in, she was a bit glad. There were other people here. And upon further inspection…maybe not all humans, but at least not ‘normal’ humans.
Brushing her shoulder length hair - a platinum blonde - Gatzi quickly straightens up her posture to her full height of 6’1”. At least, that was her height in this form. One of her shortest forms in fact.
“Oh..Am I possibly interrupting something..?” She hummed quietly to herself, lifting a hand to her chin.
But Gatzi wasn’t the only one to arrive at that very moment. Another arrived, laying on the floor. It took him a moment to realize where he was as his hazel eyes look around the room, almost as if he’d just been waking up. When his eyes spotted people, that’s when Korb panicked. Not verbally, of course - he’d first crawl off, checking to see if his face was still half covered. It was - leaving only the top half of his face visible, his expression difficult to discern.
Korb looked sort of human, until your eyes wandered to his hands, which were metallic black in colour, and six digits on each hand - five fingers, one thumb. Each digit ended in a sharp, black nail. As well as his feet, ending in the same charcoal colour - almost scaly. And the tail. You couldn’t forget the long, sharp tail that almost seemed to be covered in an exoskeleton, holding still behind him as he stood up. Nails skidding on the floor as he attempted to stand up to his full height - it was made quite clear that Korb was tall, having to be at least 7ft in height. At least. Korb remained silent, almost like a frightened animal as he remained out by the sidelines, deciding to keep his distance from the others but also not wanting to leave the area, into the unknown.
(this looks fun, im going to join)
Sitting in the kitchen eating a muffin, Alys thought about the day, the emptiness of their schedule intimidated and inspired them, so many opportunity, thoughts rave through their head as they climb the steps to their bedroom, holding their coffee, glancing out of the window at the sky now orange and pink, sunrise was always amazing in the forest.
Suddenly they knew what they were going to do, they got dressed quickly, normal dark jeans, a olive green turtleneck sweater, and black hiking boots, and they start putting things tgether for an art hike, throwing their colored pencils, watercolors, and sketchbook into their black backpack they sling over their shoulder, they grab their camera as a final thought and open the door and attempts to take a step outside, they feel like their falling, "the porch wasnt this far from the house was it". thoughts race through their head "what"s happening" and "please be a dream" they hit the hard ground with their feet but awkwardly stumble and fall backwards, "hello?" they say in a small voice.
(Everybody's so confused and/or terrified, then Azami's just asleep on the kitchen floor)
Colby flinched several times as newcomers appeared nedt to her out of nothingness. The flames on her hands flickered and sputtered as they extinguished completely. The nervousness deluded her focus and she was unable to keep her flames. Colby spun around the room, looking for an exit but only saw a few closed doors. She figured one of them had to be the exit. In a panic, she flung each door open only to reveal more rooms. She turned around back to the odd group of people and examined them more closely. They didn't seem all too threatening and none of them had attacked her yet. Although the strange reptilian sort of character began to scare Colby. She'd seen several monsters and beasts in her lifetime, but none quite like that.
"You are you people?" Colby asked.
None of them seemed to be the same nor look as though they came from her planet. She wondered…did they come from Earth? Or somewhere else?
"Oh! I'm from New York City, New York, Earth, 2065 I believe, right?" The woman looked down slightly, thinking. "Yeah, 2065. I'm Melanie, by the way. Melanie Rodriguez." Mel offered a slight smile and a wave at the female pyromancer.
Colby pondered for a moment and finally rested on the idea that the woman wasn't a threat. But she kept her eyes on the others. "So you're an Earthling. You look strangely like Ketvanians, although your eye color is very dull compared to ours. I wouldn't imagine a different breed of human would look so much like us," Colby carefully examined the woman who spoke to her. "I can't wait to go back and tell everyone I met an Earthling." Colby thought a bit longer and finally realized something. "Wait…did you say, 2065?"
(I'ma hop in. Shouldn't really be joining any more RP's, but to hell with that.)
Frances walks around the house confused. One moment she was walking around the streets of Paris with her older sister and then another moment she's teleported inside an old looking house. She was wandering around aimlessly until she heard the voices of other people. She decided to walk towards the direction of the voices. "Hello?"
"Why, yes I did. I don't think it would matter much though, I don't have much knowledge of the present day. I normally travel around to wherever and whenever seems adequate. Why do you ask?" Melanie called out to someone lost in the halls, "Over here!"
Frances quickly made her way over to the group and gaped slightly. "Mon Dieu! There are sure quite a few people here. Do any of you live here? Or did you just appear out of thin air like me?" She stopped. "How rude of me. I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Frances Seabury."
Frances was quite interested in the beings that didn't look human, but made no comment about them.
"Why, yes I did. I don't think it would matter much though, I don't have much knowledge of the present day. I normally travel around to wherever and whenever seems adequate. Why do you ask?" Melanie called out to someone lost in the halls, "Over here!"
"So you came from a completely different time period along with a different planet…" Colby's eyes drifted towards the floor and she furrowed her brow. None of this made sense to her. She began speaking again, but her voice was so quiet, it was as though she was speaking to herself. "This doesn't seem to be the work of the gods…What is going on?"
Nobody responded. Frances didn't mind. People tended to ignore her, so she wasn't fazed by this. This group interested Frances quite a lot. The people who weren't human and the whole coming from a different time period along with a different planet. What was going on, Frances had no idea, but she immediately started to like it. At least something interesting was going on instead of the usual boringness Paris brought.
"Oh. Deary, you're thinking incorrectly. I can travel through time and space on my own, but with much difficulty alone. I'm still human, though, flesh and bones and all!" Melanie outstretched her hand. "I'm Melanie, but you can cal me Mel. I can promise you I don't bite."
