forum Welcome to Altir City! (Closed)

Started November 05, 2018 by @InstaOnly

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(Gotcha, that'll be a good way to throw Florence in anyway.)
Walking down the street, Florence carried herself along with large strides. At her side, was a small red bag tied around her wrist, which appeared to have something moving inside of it. Although those around her wouldn't know, this was simply the girl bending and contorting the metal pieces inside of the bag. Finally walking past the entrance to the park, Florence noticed a fast blue flash which ultimately ended with Easton landing messily in front of her. Before she realized who is was, the concrete at her feet cracked and a wall of dirt covered iron grew to block her view of the man.
As this happened, she recalled the face of who had appeared in her path. After a few moments, the wall crumbled and she picked herself up from her position on the ground, "You really shouldn't do that!" She snapped, attempting to give the blue-haired boy a swift kick to the shins, but failing as he jumped over it.

Aaron hesitated seeing Nykidia's eyes become purple, he didn't know if she had actually done anything wrong but this was starting to feel like a trap. The fact he didn't have any control on where they went and wouldn't have an option to turn back unsettled him, he was used to doing everything on his own. "Shadow travel? Like… Well, I can shift travel so is it like that? Er, basically this is just a shadowy version of teleporting in a sense?" He had no idea how to phrase his question, but he was trying anyways. He wasn't sure if he was genuinely curious or simply stalling the journey. "I guess it doesn't matter…"
Really he didn't trust Ben more than anything else. He only hoped that if Eberaus did follow he'd be on his side in case Ben decided to pull out his Bat, though so far he didn't really show interest in being loyal to anyone. Realizing he was being foolish knowing dealing with Ben wouldn't be a problem he outstretched his own hand, stopping from grabbing Nykidia's as his odd habit of not letting people touch him came into play. He didn't know if he trusted her, honestly so far he'd only ever met people trying to stop him before today, and he was unsure how to react to her being so cheerful and friendly.

(Can I pull a big plot twist soon?)
"Uuumm Maybe?" Night said. "Shadow is basically hopping from shadow to shadow until you get where you want to be."

(Sure! I love plot twists!)
He nodded to acknowledge he'd heard her explanation. Aaron didn't like the fact he had to hold her hand for this shadow travel thing, but nevertheless he did. Casting his eyes to the ground he let himself stand closer so they weren't several feet apart, uncomfortable with the contact considering he hardly liked hugs at this point. Really it was more he just hadn't been around or been hugged and similar things for a long time, he was unsure when he decided he didn't like interacting with people. Was it before or after Corru started telling me about the plan? "Uh," He paused, "Is their another way to travel that doesn't involve… Hand holding? I'm not really used to that stuff, been gone… awhile." He tried to not sound uncertain with his last phrase, not really wanting to explain anything else.

(Thanks!)
"Physical contact is required." Night explained. "If your uncomfortable with hand holding than we can do something else."

"I'm fine." He said quickly, deciding it wasn't the end of the world. It was a dumb question and small thing to bother him the more he thought about it, Aaron wondered why he let it bug him in the first place, so instead he looked to Eberaus as he watched the male’s tail sway. Though it wasn’t obvious his gaze followed it much like an animal would with string, even then his voice sounded slightly distracted. "Eberaus, are you coming?"

((OOC: Alright, here's the other charrie. If I need to change anything, let me know. I'll post once he is accepted, that way I can post as both charries instead of double-posting.

Name/Nicknames: Left Head - Faraneer : Middle Head - Mylnorr : Right Head - Kirdairn
Age: Unknown, Human form they appear to be in their mid 20's
Species: Hydra
Gender: All male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: True Form - https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/010/029/443/original/thanos-bompotas-freelancer-ezgif-com-optimize.gif?1522173316 : Human Form - https://i.pinimg.com/originals/80/3d/08/803d08254e47f903ed8d182868497f9a.jpg
Attire: Reference Image
Personality: Faraneer - is quiet and prefers to keep to himself, but is also quite curious about new things : Mylnorr - considered the 'boss head', calm and in charge of the other two, he looks out for his 'brother heads', making the decisions, etc. : Kirdairn - proud, an arrogant asshole at times, tends to talk first then think about what he said
Background(Optional): Not much is really known about them as of now. They just recently came into the city. Perhaps they may be willing to talk more about themselves when they are comfortable around certain individuals
Flaws: Having 3 heads can be a hassle, enough said. The hydra is confusing and sometimes hard to understand at times
Kirdairn can cause problems for them when he's in control (Picking fights, etc.)
Quirks(Habits, triggers, or odd facts): When in human form, often considered mentally unstable since 'they' appear to constantly be muttering to themselves when in fact they are talking to each other in their mind.
Sometimes when talking their voice will change, usually happens when another head tries to take control of their human body. Their appearance also may change ever so slightly when a different head is in control
Each head has their own different likes, so sometimes when in human form what they do will give a clue to which head is currently in control; (Examples, Faraneer - Loves to play the cello : Mylnorr - Seems to always be muttering and thinking : Kirdairn - Would rather fight everything in sight)
Any Weapons or Magic: As a hydra, if one of their heads is decapitated, 2 more will take their place. As an aquatic type of hydra, able to breath underwater. They use a single human form/body. All 3 heads are able to spit a toxic/acidic sludge.
For weapons, they prefer going all natural; claws, fangs, constriction with their snake-like body, etc.
Open to shipping?: If you think you can handle 3 heads, be my guest to try with them lol
Other(Optional) (Pets, titles, family, etc.): Currently staying with another creature that is their friend in the city))

(Sorry!)
"Ready to go?" Nykidia asked Aaron and the dragon.

Sorry, but I think I'm gonna stay out of the rp and just read what happens. My characters aren't really in a position to jump in with the others, plus I don't want to interrupt anything that's currently happening.))

(That's alright! Just know you're welcome to jump in whenever! I don't know if Dragoncita is here but really we're waiting for when they'll be able to reply….)
Aaron snapped out of his daze, realizing he had zoned out letting his gaze follow the swaying tail of Eberaus, looking to Nykidia as she rephrased his question. He didn't know why he felt so off right now, maybe because he was used to Corru being with him. First I freaked out that Nykidia knew my name and now getting distracted so easily, I'm usually more focused. Recognizing that would become another chance at zoning out he looked to Nykidia as her eyes still glowed purple, unsettling him slightly. Little did he realized he had let his own change while he had spaced out, his green eyes resembling those of a fox more than human. "I'm ready. Whenever everyone else is good to go I'll be ready to leave." He answered, going quiet to listen for Eberaus' answer.

((OOC: If would like Koffee, you can interact with my hydra, as I just recently added them. Entirely up to you though))

Eberaus released a soft snort at the girl's response of him following at a distance. His eyes remained narrowed with slit pupils. His voice was a low growl as he responded, "You may disappear into the shadows, but the shadows will fail to hide your scent."
As if to emphasize his point, the male's forked tongue flicked past his lips, testing the air. He had both Nykidia and Aaron's scent in his mind. So it wouldn't be too hard to track. The dragon had followed scent trails which had been several days to even a week or so old with little to no trouble. As the girl explained some of how the abilities she had worked, it continued to remind him of certain creatures back in his world.
His lips curled back again, "I will stick with following from a distance. I have both your scents, so easy to follow."
He seemed extremely reluctant to allow either Aaron or Nykidia near him. Perhaps it was just the distrust he felt. Well, neither of these individuals have proven to be what he would consider 'allies'. They were just strangers, potential enemies that could turn on him in an instant.

He awoke, stretching out on the bed. He, well, 'they' could hear movement out in the halls. The male moved slowly, setting his feet on the ground, using another hand to scratch his head. They yawned, revealing rows of sharp fangs that belonged to no human.
~Oi, I hear Nirvana is up and moving already, suppose she has food~.
"Hmph, leave it to you to think about food Kirdairn," he muttered out loud.
In his mind, there was a soft chuckle from another, as the other voice snapped back ~Hey! Can't blame me since there is hardly anything to hunt here~.
The male sighed out loud, "Yes, I know, but if we don't try to help Nirvana out, we'll eat her out of house and home."
A second voice suddenly spoke up in their mind, albeit seeming softer than the other, ~We should try to help, as she was kind enough to let us live with her~.
There was an angry snort, but the three seemed to agree. The male stood up, getting dressed, then walking out to the kitchen. Standing there was a shorter female at the stove. She seemed normal enough, except for the pair of long, horn/antenna like protrusions upon her head. The female turned her gaze towards the male. She offered him a cheerful smile, "Good morning Faraneer, Mylnorr, and Kirdairn."
Despite being one man, as he spoke, it sounded like several people were talking at once, "Good Morning Nirvana."
The female stood at the pan, flipping what appeared to be pancakes. Mylnorr, who was currently the one always in control and considered the boss of the other two, walked up beside her. His eyes moved, watching as she worked with the food. The male was silent…except for his other voice who decided to talk…
~Well, we just gonna sit here and stare at the food? Jeez, let me have control~.
The male's form seemed to suddenly shudder. The woman seemed to notice, as she turned her head to look at him. A small frown appeared on her face. The antenna-like protrusions upon her head seemed to twitch, then droop lower.
"Um..Mylnorr…or is this Kirdairn now?"
He shook his head, looking down at her, since he was much taller. The male tried to give her a reassuring smile, "Sorry about that Nirv, you know how he gets…hopefully we can find work somewhere to help you out…"
The female gave him a small smile, "It sure would. Heh, the way you guys eat, surprised I haven't run out of food yet."
Mylnorr gave a sheepish smile, reaching a hand behind, rubbing the back of his head, "Yea…sorry about that…"
"No need to apologize! Just please try to do something. I only make so much at the diner. Anyways, breakfast is done here."

After sitting down and eating, Nirvana and Mylnorr said their goodbyes. Nirvana gave a small wave, then headed off to the diner she worked. As for Mylnorr, he sat there for several moments, then finally stood. He walked towards the door, grabbing a jacket, putting it over his body, then heading outside.
He sighed softly, turning his gaze towards the ground as he walked along the path. Course, Kirdairn had to suddenly pipe in ~So, what's the plan? You know how hard it is for us to get any job. These creatures just don't get things like us~.
~Kirdairn…that isn't true at all…I'm sure we can find a job somewhere~.

Yeah, thanks. I'll be on today, but my replies will be spotty since there is a storm and I'm not sure if the internet will stay up consistently.))

(Here's my reply for now. But the chat seems like a good idea, it's easy for OOC things to get lost in the rp.)

After the failed attack on the blue-haired boy's shins, Florence started walking again and Easton followed closely behind her. "You're going to give me a heart attack one day. Or a concussion." She said, now sounding much calmer compared to earlier. People were now beginning to fill the streets, both walking and in cars. The occasional biker could also be seen. Easton forced a puff of air out from behind his teeth, "Yeah, well…I haven't talked to many people in the past few weeks. I've been sick."
Stopping, Florence sat down on a bench that was against a brick wall on the sidewalk. From her wrist, she untied a small red bag and emptied the contents onto her lap. From the fabric container came about eight small pieces of matte iron.

"Okay. But you won't be able to get past the bouncers." Nykidia said with a smile. Ben was going to be so mad at her for getting Aaron first. "Heck. Aaron is going to be pissed as us but I have a feeling that he's going to be relived that he's not meeting Ben." She thought as she shadow traveled from shadow to shadow until she got to the casino.

Alarm crossed Aaron's face as he heard the conversation between Eberaus and Nykidia. He didn't like the thought of this newly met stranger apparently knowing his scent, and he didn't like the sound of these bouncers Nykidia mentioned. Though before he could say anything he felt disoriented as he guessed Nykidia had started shadow traveling. It took him a moment to clear his thoughts as they stopped somewhere. A heads up would have been nice. Growling slightly he opened his mouth to snap at Nykidia about not warning him, only to go silent not recognizing where he was. Yanking his hand away he glared at Nykidia, any level of trust he may have had replaced with suspicion. "Where are we?" He questioned, temper flaring as his guard went up. He was very close to simply stopping his attempts at being friendly, which would mean a bad temper and generally not caring about things. It sure seemed to get him better results than being taken to some random location by a girl and her shadow pal.

"Relax." Nykidia said as she dragged him into the casino. The ceiling and floor were wood. At the far side of the room there was a bar and there were a few gambling tables scattered around the room. Nykidia dragged Aaron up the stairs that were on the left side of the room. and down to a door at the end of the hallway. "Flyn! I'm back!" She said opening the door.