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Isle of Zanna
Dillon0909Date: Sa, 08.February.14, 2:22 PM | Message # 1
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I held my head as I looked around this weird room. It was large oval shaped room lined with several instances of carpet on the floor. I looked around more and more till I saw this woman...I walked towards her and I started to notice little things, like she was see through. I held my head as I felt this sharp pain throughout my body. I then looked at my hands and saw this mark on my hand as I felt this burning on it. It was shapped like a wolf's paw. What's going on...I remember this beast attacking me and then a burning pain around my hand.
 
The woman who looked like she was dressed in victorian or rather old looking clothing started to talk to me. "Welcome to the Isle of Zanna" She said sounding rather young despite her elderly appearance. She then said "You probably have a lot of questions, but I had to say this to alot of people in your situation so I'll keep this simple. Due to some means out of your control you have joined the Supernatural and Mythical community" I looked at her with my head tilted "You're mark on your hand?" I looked at her and then looked scared. "Relax my young friend, its fine. My name is Rachel Julian Zanna. I am the founder of this rather large safe haven"

"But I mean...what's going on?" I asked confused
 
"The Isle of Zanna was made because back in my day, say about the late 1700's, member of the Supernatural Community who just wanted to live their lives in peace. However they did not were hunted because the sad existance of humanity is that people often fear what they don't understand" She said to me point blank. "So I created and formed this Island, as sort of a safehaven for the supernatural community, and it worked. Now a days things are simpler, with my various partnerships with goverments but still it worked fine." She then paused and smiled. "By the mark on your hand, and your head hurting, I'd say you are a werewolf." I started to tense up. "Relax...I'm a ghost so there is nothing to be afraid of." Rachel paused and said "Well one thing"
 
Rachel said "You see on Zanna there are factions divided by the various races that coexist on this island.
 
The Werewolves, what you will be, live in a cave that is surrounded by woods They hunt the various animals that get "donated" to us. They are a proud race to say the least
 
The Vampires live in a castle that is surrounded by a large ravine to nothing ness. and hunt the same animals that are donated to us and well...there is a minor terrotory problem.
 
If you are gonnna be a Werewolf you should know that they...along with the Vampires are in a minor turf dispute. Right now it is being settled diplomatically, but tempers are running high, and well lets just say things are tense
 
All though obviuosly Vampires and Werewolves aren't the only creatures living here
 
There's the Ghosts, who just live where ever. They don't really bother any one, but some like to play minor pranks by doing poltergiest activities
 
There the Fairies and Pixies...they live in the forest near the werewolf cave, and kept things rather fine. They are a very kind and loving people, they just get annoyed when one gets mistaken for the other
 
There are Dragon Creatures, half human half Dragon creatures that can turn into a full dragon form. They live on a mountain range, and keep to themselves.
 
Cryptids- Animals that the world has claimed to not be real.
 
Finally there are creatures created by Scientists, or Man Made creatures. They tend to live close to my area because I don't see them as freaks just misunderstood. They are rather passive actually"

I then heard the door open as armed guards walked in. Rachel paused and said "Oh yeah ONE more thing...there are some creatures you should avoid. We have them in a fences off area on the tip of the island for good reason"
 
Zombies and flesh hungry undead exist in a graveyard area. To keep them satisfied we toss them fake humans, but we know they hunger for the real thing
 
Aliens: Yes Alien's exist...no they do not come in peace. They are crash landed survivors and they are...cranky...especialyl since we have some races that are at war with each other's planets forced to live together
 
The Beasts- We group them all together but lets put it like this...there are things in this world that would eat you whole we keep them locked away tighter than anything"

The armed gaurds grabbed me and escorted me away, as Rachel said "Welcome to Zanna darling"
 
Rules;

1. Everyone is a supernatural creature
 
2. No Angels or Demons
 
3. No Humans
 
4. Standard RP rules
 
5. Have fun.
 
Character Sheet:

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Appearance:
Race:
Bio:
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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 08.February.14, 2:27 PM | Message # 2
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Name: Ray Irona
Age: 21
Appearnce: When not transformed he is a brown haired, medium sized man in a black shirt, blue jeans, black leather jacket, and the mark of a werewolf on his hand. When transformed he is a rather large furry beast with peircing red eyes, razor sharp claws and large fangs
Race: Werewolf
Bio: See Intro
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NarutardDate: Sa, 08.February.14, 8:57 PM | Message # 3
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Name: Emelyn Radnich
Age: 18
Appearance: Short and pale as snow, her hair is long and black, framing her petite face. She has blood red eyes and pointed fangs. She wears long, dark dresses and usually veils her face to avoid her skin contact with the su.
Race: Vampire
Bio: Emelyn has never known a life outside of Zanna. The first pureblood Vampire born on the island, Emelyn is regarded as the Princess as her father is the head of the coven. She longs for a life with more meaning, rather thank being kept inside all day with her studies.
Extra:NA


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 08.February.14, 9:30 PM | Message # 4
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NarutardDate: Sa, 08.February.14, 10:11 PM | Message # 5
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Name: Reagan "Rea" Sheare
Age: 862
Appearance: Her skin holds a dark green tone to it in mimicry of her scales. Her hair is a deep brown and her eyes a gold. Her wings remain folded against her back, but they're the green of the deep forest.
Race: Dragon Creature
Bio: Rea has been here since the beginning, but is still the youngest of her kind. Not much is known about her.
Extra: NA


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 08.February.14, 10:57 PM | Message # 6
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AnchorageDate: Sa, 08.February.14, 11:19 PM | Message # 7
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Name: Darren Gaskell
Age: 19
Appearance: Tall, skinny, not super built, and black medium length slicked back hair. He dresses in a black vest with a red dress shirt, in which the sleeves are rolled up to below his elbows, he wears that with black dress pants and loafers. His teeth are human-like besides his fangs, which are sharp and larger than the rest of his teeth.
Race: Vampire 
Bio: Darren lived in an orphanage most his life, before being let out at the legal age to fend for himself. He found a job working in the castle for the coven (idk if naru really cares, i just couldnt think of a job) as really anything. He mostly cleans, but can cook easy or intermediate dishes if needed.
Extra: boop


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 0:22 AM | Message # 8
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Ray:
 
I was tossed rather roughly into the cave when this beast came up to me and I shivered in total fear. "So you are the new guy that is being forced into my pack?" He said to me which made me shiver, noticing how rough and angry his voice is. He looked at my hand and sighed. "Well, just try not to get yourself killed kid okay?" I was then lead into the back and I felt like I was being watched everywhere


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AnchorageDate: Su, 09.February.14, 0:48 AM | Message # 9
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Darren

I set the table for dinner, putting plates and glasses all around the massive table.


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RazDate: Su, 09.February.14, 3:11 AM | Message # 10
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Name: Razarel Alexander Zexion
Age: 20
Appearance: Razarel stands 5'10", a pale Caucasian skin tone, and average build, which seems to be a facade due to his actual strength. His rugged face is heavily scarred from his numerous fights, though his long brown hair covers all them from his dark red eyes and up. Razarel's outfit of choice consists of an unbuttoned dark red tattered trench coat, a mostly unbuttoned black dress shirt with a dark red tie, dirty worn black jeans, steel toed combat boots, black leather fingerless gloves, a wide-brimmed dark red fedora with a black band, and red circular shades.
Race: Converted Vampire
Bio: Razarel was converted into a vampire, though rather unconventionally, instead of being bit, he bit the vampire and tore of a large chunk of flesh and upon doing that, swallowed a good bit of it's blood. Razarel is now one of the most feared people on the Isle due to his psychosis and seemingly unending fortitude. Razarel has gotten into plenty of trouble with authorities, mainly cause he's trying to get the Werewolves and Vampires into a All out war. His reasons for why he wants to do something like that is that, "It'd be fucking hilarious to see a puppy fighting a kitten." He refers to Werewolves as puppies and Vampires as Kittens. Razarel won't ever start a fight but he taunts others into fighting quite often, mainly other vampires and werewolves.
Extra: This Razarel is very reminiscent of a Razarel from long ago.


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 11:35 AM | Message # 11
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Emelyn
I was getting dressed slowly, brushing my hair into a twisted braid and pinning it back with a diamond diadem. I pulled on a long green dress with a sigh. I looked at the mirror, and as always, nothing. Always told I was beautiful, one of the most beautiful vampiresses on the Isle, but I had no real proof. I put on my flats and pulled my cloak around me. To dinner.


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 12:44 PM | Message # 12
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Ray:
 
I then looked at the guy who came to me and sat down. I was still shaking and he then barked a loud "ENOUGH!" which didn't help any.
 
"What...what's gonna happen what are you gonna do to me?" I said shaking
 
He sighed and said "I'm going to help you...for now you will adress me as Alpha, nothing more nothing less"


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EquinoxDate: Su, 09.February.14, 1:08 PM | Message # 13
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Name: Allteron Hilltro
Age: 744
Appearance: http://static.giantbomb.com/uploads/original/4/44493/1670976-wildchimera.jpg 25'8 height, 14.2 tons in weight
Race: manticore trickster
Bio: The original chimera from legend, Allteron was created by magic. Originally intended to infuse a trained griffon with the ferocity of a tiger, the fire breathing and magic capabilities of a dragon, the magic harnessing ability some believed goats to have, and a tail tipped with the poison of a snake, the manticore was created. With so many creatures and so many voices, the griffon's mind was taken over by the other creatures. The only symbol the griffon was the base for this creature is the wings, and the tail. All five creatures were molded to one mind. The wisdom and sanity of the Griffon, the mystical ancient knowledge of the dragon, the cunning of the snake, the brutishness of the goat, and the ferocity and power of the lion. These factors created a creature which slaughtered all of it's creators, and destroyed many towns. Eventually, Allteron was sealed away under the Isle of Zanna, to die. However, once the mind of the creatures settled, and the manticore's existence was long forgotten, he regained his composure, and escaped. With a wide assortment of magic, and the means to use it, this massive beast seeks to find solace. To find a way to become part of society, not a tool for war, not a beast that must be locked away, not a walking spellbook. One with society. But with all these different personalities stemming from the clashing mindsets of the creatures, it wont be easy for anyone.
Extra: Allteron, with the magic capabilities the goat head possesses, amplified by the dragon head's magic aura, allows the manticore to disguise itself as other creatures.


A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
 
Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 1:32 PM | Message # 14
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Ray:
 
"Alpha...what do you guys do?" I said quietly
 
"We fight" Alpha said to me with pride.


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 1:39 PM | Message # 15
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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 1:44 PM | Message # 16
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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 1:48 PM | Message # 17
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Naru=stuck

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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 1:56 PM | Message # 18
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Vladimir:
 
I knocked on Emelyn's room.
 
Ray:
 
"Is there anything else?" I asked confused
 
"We hunt" Alpha said to me looking at me. "We are very simple folk, bonded only by brother hood and our instincts." He then chuckled "It will be an ajustment for you, but that is our way"


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 2:14 PM | Message # 19
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Emelyn
"Who is it?" I asked.


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 2:23 PM | Message # 20
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Vladimir:
 
"Its your father"


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 2:30 PM | Message # 21
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Emelyn
I opened the door. "Hello Father,"


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 2:53 PM | Message # 22
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Vladimir:
 
"The castle is waiting on you for lunch my darling"


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 3:27 PM | Message # 23
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Emelyn
"They don't have to wait on me to eat."


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.February.14, 3:49 PM | Message # 24
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Vladimir;
 
"Oh but they do" I said with a smile "Now come on"
 
Ray:
 
I looked at him and said "Alpha...may I please explore?"
 
He sighed "Yes...but one of your brothers will be near you" I whistled and this rather bulky werewolf  came to me. I think i'm starting to get used to that at least. "Ray, meet Dallas...Dallas will watch you as you explore"


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NarutardDate: Su, 09.February.14, 3:58 PM | Message # 25
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Emelyn
I sighed and walked out.


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