Woof and Polo :)

Okay, time for the introduction to Role Playing! And do not be unenthusiastic my dear Woof. *nods*

Okay, first we create our characters. I've mostly been doing human 'power' RPs lately, so I guess I shall go with that, since I have quite an interesting character.

Fill out the following form to complete your character:

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Gender:
Abilities:
Other:

I probably forgot something, but I don't care.

I'll just do a very brief description of my character, because I am lazy and totally amped to get started.

Name: Kougu (Means tool. I still haven't come up with a surname...)
Age: 18
Appearance: Tall, pale complexion, long, black hair that often falls down over his eyes. Midnight blue, expressive eyes. Abnormally long fingers.
Personality: To be RPed.
History: To be RPed.
Gender: Male
Abilities: Manipulation of air particles and the ability to transform any part of his own body into a weapon of any kind.
Other: Nothing.

Hmmm... As usual, I don't exactly have an idea for a plot, but I'll try think up something lame...



Since the beginning of time, those of us who are 'different' have always been feared. We were born different, and doomed to live out our lives apart from the rest of humanity. This is our greatest blessing, as well as our darkest curse. The humans are against us, they believe us to be omens of death and darkness, foul creatures that pollute their perfect earth. Can we survive their relentless attacks, or are we doomed to extinction? Is there any chance of peace for us in this world? Perhaps there is... In times of old, it was prophesied that somewhere far beyond the horizon a place could be found... A place without humans, where people like us can live at peace. How we might find this place nobody knows, perhaps it does not exist at all...?

Well Woof, this is a Role Play. Admittedly, it is a very bad one and they ae usually more interesting with more people, but you hav to start somewhere. Give me shout when you're ready and when you have a character, then I shall start to give you an example of what to do.

Name: Rasputin
Age: 38
Appearance: Tall & slim, dark complexion, black shoulder length hair in dreadlocks, tattoo of a mushroom on left cheek
Personality: quietly assertive and friendly
History: none
Gender: male
Abilities: able to change hair colour at will
Other:

Kougu wandered vaguely down the street, his dark eyes darting around to the houses, familiar shapes that seemed distorted beyond recognition by the darkness. Or perhaps they were not familiar at all... He muttered incoherently to himself before moving on, his long limbs overing the ground with an awkward gait. He paused again a few steps later, scratching his head and looking around. Perhaps he had been wrong after all... Perhaps this was not his street. It was hard to tell in the dark... Though in the day it was not much easier. Kougu shrugged, finally coming to the conclusion that there was no point in searching for his house any longer. He would find it at some stage, he always did... He stretched his long arms above his head, yawning loudly, before walking out of the street, dropping into a sitting position on the grassy verge beside the dark asphalt. He folded his arms behind his head, lying back on the ground and staring up at the stars. Those tiny pinpricks of light... So close he could almost touch them, yet so far away his mind could barely comprehend it.

Two blocks away to the south, Rasputin stumbled through the bush which bordered the park, grateful to have escaped the attack, but afraid that another would soon follow. Momentarily disorientated, he paused, casting about for familiar landmarks on the distant city skyline, and when he could see none, he decided he should just press on in the same direction : away from the spot where the attack had taken place.

Kougu yawned, dragging his attention away from the stars as he heard the distant approach of footsteps. He shifted into a sitting position, tilting his head sideways in curiosity as a human wandered past. The woman paused, staring at him nervously. Kougu stared unblinkingly back, his expression completely unreadable. He watched the woman as one might watch a television show in which they hold no real interest. After a while she seemed to become unnerved by his strange staring, clutching her purse clothes to her and walking briskly away from him, casting a nervous glance over her shoulder every now and then before breaking into a run. Kougu watched her until she was out of sight, then turned his attention to his surroundings once more. He had no idea where he was, yet he did not seem particularly concerned by this fact. In fact, he seldom seemed concerned about anything.

Rasputin continued perhaps twenty paces more through the bushes, before emerging onto a poorly lit tarred street. His eyes adjusted quickly to the light which was slightly better now that he was out of the bushes. At the far end of the street, movement caught his eye, and he glimpsed what appeared to be a woman in a hurry, just before she turned a corner and was lost to his sight.
Satisfied that he had now lost his would-be attackers, and wondering as to the reason for the woman's haste, he turned his gaze in the direction from which she seemed to have come. Through the gloom, a figure took shape in his field of vision. Sitting upright on the grass verge, a little way up and on the opposite side of the street, was a figure which seemed vaguely familiar. Wondering what it was about the figure that set the spark of recognition, he concentrated his gaze, to try and get a better impression. The figure remained seated, motionless and, after deciding that it's demeanour held no threat for him, Rasputin crossed the street and approached it, his curiosity once again getting the better of him.

Kougu turned his head as he sensed a strange presence nearby. He stared into the gloom, his dark eyes seeming opaque as the streetlamps reflected their yellowed light upon the liquid surfaces. Kougu blinked suddenly, bringing a distant silhouette into focus. He climbed slowly to his feet, then raised a hand in greeting. He took a step forward, only to bash into an apparently solid wall of air. He gazed around with a bewildered expression for a moment, rubbing his sore nose, before getting up and stepping forward again, only to walk into the barrier a second time. He stopped, squinting ahead of him at the apparent nothingness. He gingerly reached out a hand to feel the solid air. It had no tempreture and no texture, but an undeniable solidity. Kougu blinked a few times, staring with mild interest at this strange phenomenon. Finally, he decided to attempt to push it over. He leaned his weight against it, pushing with all his might, though the wall of air did not give way. Shrugging unconcernedly, Kougu walked forward again, only to crash into it again and stumbled backwards. He reached up and scratched his head thoughtfully, wondering how he could overcome this challenge. After a while he came up with a new idea. He braced himself, then threw his full weight into the solid wall of air, planning to knock it down with his shoulder. Though suddenly, the barrier seemed to have vanished. Kougu tripped and fell down onto the ground. He looked around in vague confusion before his gaze finally came to rest on his own hands, clapsed together in his lap. "Ah..." He mused softly to himself, his expression suddenly alight with an air of dawning comprehension. Finally, Kougu understood what had happened. In raising his hand, he had accidentally put up a barrier... That made sense. He wondered vaguely for a moment why he hadn't realised earlier, then shrugged off the thought, turning his attention to the ground. He picked a blade of grass, starting at it for a moment before poking it with a long, pale finger. He stared at it wih complete concentration before dropping it experimentally into his mouth and chewing thoughtfully on it. He swallowed, then seemed to ponder on this for a moment. He seemed to have come to the conclusion that grass was not meant to be eaten, for he did not attempt to chew another blade, but took to staring around him instead. Suddenly, he noticed the distant figure again. He waved somewhat unenthusiastically, not bothering to get to his feet. He would only fall over again... Better to wait until the dizziness had passed.

As Rasputin drew closer, the figure got to its feet, and seemed to give a little wave of its hand, before launching into a series of elaborate maneuvers which seemed to involve repeatedly falling down and getting up again. Finally the figure remained on the ground, seeming to look around, puzzled by something. A few more steps and Rasputin would have a clear view, and hopefully be able to identify ....
The figure looked up again, and once more raised a hand in greeting. As it did so, Rasputin collided with something he could not see.

Kougu tilted his head curiously to the side, staring thoughtfully at the man. What on earth had he fallen over for...? Stupid thing to do, really. Kougu shrugged, getting to his feet and dusting his hands on his jeans before walking over toward the man. As he got nearer, he nosticed the barrier he had put there, though he could not remember when he had done it. He tapped his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then took it down with a wave of his hand, staring down at the mn on the ground. "What did you fall over for?" He asked curiously, watching that man as though he were some creature of a strange species Kougu had never seen before. Indeed, he had seldom seen people randomly fall over while walking before...