True me...

[Farewell]

The true me...
This is a roleplay of you Furries, taking place in San Francisco you all are super natural beings or of course a normal fur in the era of 1920, abnormal and normal living amongst eachother... Or well the abnormal beings hidden in the crowds to blend in avoiding to get themselves endanger, as some at night show the Furries who they truly really are...
                   ~RULES~
•No God moding
•One character, unless a pet or backroad character is added that is fine!
•Stays the same ERA!
•Drama stays out! Go to Pm and complain
•don't be super serious or super goofy please
•interact with other characters... Unlike other Furries -_-
•no connecting others RP

Name: Zaida (unknown last name)

Nickname: la belle cauchemar (the Beautiful Nightmare)

Species: Northern Southern Sergal

Race: French

Age:19 and always

Height: 5'10

Anthro or feral: Anthro

Appearance: Regular appearance

Creature: unknown but myths spread shes 'satan's Daughter' or a 'Dark Angel' to take sinners

Abnormal abilities (be reasonable): Nightmares, Darkness, telekinesis, telepathy,  animal communication.

Likes: violin, piano, record players, nature, art, peace and quiet, wine, children, elders (never hurts children and elders)

Dislikes: crowds, parties, loud things, cars, boring things, hunters

Personality: calm, quiet, soothing voice always, strong french accent, respectful, cunning, mysterious, sick minded

Attire: Black vest suit, leather boots, leather gloves, black hooded jacket coat

Extra: her horse is grey and black,  it's abnormally large which is eight feet tall, he has a unicorn style tail with a black tip, his eyes are pitch black with white specks looking like stars, lastly he has very large hooves

((Pictures are fine obviously.))

[Chains]

Name: Mark Parkson

Nickname: Chains

Species: red fox

Race: Irish

Age:20

Hight: 5 foot 4

Anthro

Apperiance: regular apperance.

Creature: kitsune

Abnormal abilities: pytokinesis, telekinesis,

Likes: music, violin, snd helping

Dislikes: crouds, staring and mean people.

Attire: suite and trench coat, brown felt fedora hat.

[SadDubwool]

Name:Ace


Nickname:None


Species:Chimera


Nationality:German


Age:20


Height:6'8


Anthro or feral:Anthro


Appearence:Dark grey fur,Hooved goat-like waist and legs,upper half of lion ,and a living snake tail


Creature:Demon/Cryptid


Abnormal abilities:Increased strength,Fire breath


Likes:,Film,Art,Classical music,Radio


Dislikes:over inflated ego's,rude people,hunters,people in general


Personality:Kind and Optimistic,but can be quick to anger and gets really agressive if told what to,he loves to be around people and can hold grudges against people for a long time


Attire:black suit with red tie and white under shirt,Black fedora with red strap around the base,Leather gloves

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Name: Tulip Grantier

Nickname: Lucky

Species: Fox

Nationality: Australian

Age: 15

Height: 4'5"

Anthro or feral: Anthro

Appearance: Orange fur with a white belly and face. Her palms and soles are also white

Creature: N/A

Abnormal abilities (four max): Consistent good luck and knowledge in unusual areas

Likes: Quiet, reading, tea, flowers, happy times and hero-type people

Dislikes: crowds, loud noises, fighting, scary things

Personality: Shy and normally very quiet. It takes her a while to warm up to people, but when she does, she's reliable and kind hearted. She doesn't like scary things at all, and that stuff. She prefers to stay inside, where there's light.

Attire: She normally wears a black leather jacket, with a white t-shirt. Her skirt is red coloured, with a tulip pattern. She also carries around a backpack, where she keeps random things she finds in. But, it'll normally have a book she's reading, a camera to take photos and videos of stuff, and a strange orange gem.

[Farewell]

Zaida walked through the woods her humming melody echoing throughout, her tail went in a slow up and down movement and she rubbed her neck having a black scar of where she was beheaded. "Finally a new start~" she said in her soothing French voice.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

*Tulip sat on the edge of Zaida's woods. To her back was the city she lived in. She sat on a bench looking into the woods and sighed happily, as she read her book*

[SadDubwool]

*Ace blows a puff of flame and sigh,leaning om a oak tree*

[Rayleonarde]

((Dang it...I lost my Character Sheet for this one...Gotta remake it from scratch.))


Name: Rayleonarde


Nickname: None


Race: None (Otherworldly)


Age: Unknown (immortal)


Height: 2' 0" (This can vary)


Anthro or Feral: Anthro


Appearance: Ray's body alternates between a completely black color to a natural, albeit purple, fur coloration.


Creature: Ray is a creature of the realm between light and dark, the Twilight, the inhabitants of which are known as Twili. ((I am a huge Zelda nerd, don't judge me.))


Abnormalities: Shapeshifting, symbiotic relation, shadow manipulation.


Likes: Unknown


Dislikes: Liars.


Personality: Happy-go-lucky, tries to keep everyone happy.


Attire: None (nothing to cover up.)

[Farewell]

Simply a click, a horse came to her side and licked her neck softly making a neigh.
She kissed it's cheek. "Yes I know, I know. I will darling~"

[SadDubwool]

*Ace's tail hisses and wraps on a stick before it throws it into the distance*"Hmm...where will that go?"

[Chains]

I walked around looking for such a place to stay.
"Where am I any ways?" I ask with my Irish accent.

[Farewell]

A stick landing in front of It, the horse jumped sillily before trotting over and picking it up.
"Salut" Zaida says in French putting a paw out. "What's that? Give it" she said
The horse trotted over spitting in her hand wearing leather gloves.
She looked at the stick. "Oh?"

[Rayleonarde]

A portal of sorts opened up, and a small raccoon, no more than two feet tall, popped out. He rolled along the grass for a few feet, before popping upright. Ray rubbed the back of his head, and looked about. "So this is what the elders were on about, huh?"

[Chains]

I walked things singing from my heat. I stop and see a portal open up and some small creature fall from it. I walk up to it and look down.

[Farewell]

Zaida tossed the stick up and down before tossing it away and clicked.
The horse with a fancy clipped style neighed lightly and followed its owner
Zaida hearing the voices she shrugged and blocked them away listening to the noises near her but didn't want to go travel in the woods but to discover this new town she had found.