NINJA TURTLES ADSS

[Ryona]

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v165/Ryo_Saeba/NTADSSpic.jpg

New RPG!

"ADSS" stands for "Alternate Dimension Side Story".

It's basicly a different reality in which Shredder and the Foot exsist, but not the TMNT, Splinter, April, Casey, and other canon and semi canon good guy characters. We play with characters we create and they take the place as the main characters.

I'm actualy planning to throw in some non-player characters I created.

I'll play as my character, "Ryo" (you can check out my character in the "Character Profiles" thread.
If you want your character to know my character in advance (like be from the same dojo), let me know.

I hope this idea will tickle your fancy. ^_^

[cqb101]

No Casey? *sniffle*

Oh well. Are characters with powers aloud?

[Ryona]

Yup! Just not god-like though.

[cqb101]

Ok, cool. I'll play as my character Tyler. Here's a little info on him:

Name:Tyler McDonald

Age: 16

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 150 pounds

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Black

Powers: Tyler can manipulate glass much the same way Magneto can manipulate metal. His powers are triggered by anger and once they're triggered he can't control them and pretty much gets another personality.

Bio: Tyler was born and raised in NYC. Professor Xavier discovered this mutant when he was first displaying his powers in public. Xavier offered to help him learn to control his powers and learn to use them without anger triggering them. Xavier told Tyler that ne can see him becoming the most powerful mutant ever. Tyler turned down Xaviers help and decided he wanted to learn to control it himself. Although Tylers powers are very powerful he hasn't seen the extent of his powers.


Of course he'll be different in this one.(No Xavier and he'll be older, etc.) Does that sound ok?

[Ryona]

That's fine, cqb101. Cool character. :)

Ok, just so it's easy access, I'm posting my character in this thread too.


Name : Ryo

Occupation : Ninja/ starving Free-lancer

Alignment: Scrupulous

Species: Human

Hit points: 30
S.D.C.: 60

I.Q.: 13
M.E.: 15
M.A.: 14
P.S.: 16
P.P.: 18
P.E.: 18
P.B.: 14
Spd.: 15

Disposition: Usually easy-going, calm, and cheerful.

Skills

Ninjutsu
Acrobatics
Gymnastics
Athletics
Climbing
Boxing
Swimming
Prowl
Concealment
Escape Artist
Wilderness Survival
First Aid
Pick Locks
Pilot - Automobile
Computer Operation
Art - Drawing
Go

Combat Skills

System: Ninjutsu (Lvl 4)

Attacks per Melee: 5
Strike: + 5
Parry: + 7
Dodge: + 7
+ 3 to pull punch
+ 11 to roll with punch or fall
+ 1 to damage (increased to + 6 total with Kiko)

Martial Arts Powers & Abilites

Art of Vanishing - From clear view, even in the middle of combat, Ryo has the ability to simply disappear!
The way it works is resmebles sleight of hand magic trick. Ryo distracts the observer and instantly falls to the ground, rolls to the side, or otherwise vanishes from sight.

Art of Evasion - A technique that requires perfect timing, reflexes and perhaps a bit of precognition intuition.
Ryo can stay out of sight behind the unsuspected individual, turning as the individual turns, constantly trying to stay out of view.

Art of Hiding - Ryo has studied the essential characteristics of all kinds of objects to the a point of being able to be "one" with another object, remaining motionless, and moving imperceptibly when necessary.

Martial Art Awarness - This ability is one of readiness and awareness.
Ryo can never be surprised and always has the initiative. Ryo can sence the presence of others within a few yards away. Ryo can also sense the strength of ki of anyone within range.

Kiaijutsu - The art of disrupting another ones ki with your own, usually associated with the "Kiai yell"; projecting ki from the mouth as a disruptive wave.

Kiko - With concentration, proper breathing and channeling ones life essence, Ryo can focus and manipulate ki. Ryo can generate and restore ki faster, and store more ki than the average person. Ryo can maintain vitality longer than the average person if mortaly wounded or otherwise near death, and can recover from injury quicker with no permanent side effects. Ryo can also manipulate ki in martial arts. Ryo can channel ki into strikes to make blows more devistating, and can bolster endurance and physical feats for short periods of time. Similar to Kiajutsu, Ryo can project ki as a *destructive wave (very exausting technique).

*Ki Bakuha* (ki blast/explotion). A surge of ki projected from Ryo's hands as a long range attack, or flared from the whole body as a short burst attack. It does about 3D6 points of damage. Ryo can do this a few times before being completely exausted.
*Zengaku Ki Bakuha* (total sum ki blast). Like the description above, only this one is a one shot deal. It does about 4D6 + 20 points of damage. This technique will leave Ryo very exausted (all physical feats are halved).

Weapons & equipment

Ninja-to (ninja sword)
Shuriken 9
Small lock pick kit
Small flash light
Small pad and pencil
Small pocket watch
Pocket mirror
Matchs (no, Ryo doesn't smoke ^_^ )
Pocket knife

Personal Profile

*Coming soon*

Sketchs of Ryo : http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v165/Ryo_Saeba/Ryoimages.jpg

[Hamato Inya]

could i play my RPG character in the thing i jsut posted? i could leave out the daughter of the moon goddess

its the last post in the Character thingie

[KROW]

I'm in.

[Ryona]

I read your character, Hamato Inya, and I must say, it's very creative. Sure, you can play her.

KROW, are you going to use your character from the "Character profiles" thread also?

[KROW]

Yes.

[Ryona]

Cool.

Just a heads up, this alternate reality is not going to be based on any one particular TMNT universe. It will have a few elements from the Mirage universe, old series universe, and new series universe; but it will be a completely new aternate universe.

[Garou]

Hm, I haven't tried playing in this forum before, but I'd like to give it a try too. I just play my char Angel, also listed in the bio section. I haven't read the RPG-book from TMNT, so if we come to any fighting, would someone help me a little?

[Hamato Inya]

could i play as the moon goddess's daughter or just some random person who is a half demon?

[Ryona]

Sure, Hamato Inya. You can play your character the way you wrote it. It's cool with me. :)

Oh, and Garou, if you need some help, feel free to ask. There really isn't anything you need to know about the TMNT RPG books. Combat is just discribed out.
I just wrote those numbers down for my character to help give people an idea of what my character's physical, mental and combat stats would be.


Well, I think we may have enough players to start playing now.
New players are always welcomed!

I'll first need to know if any characters here have alliances with each other
(Basicly, are any characters here allies with any characters here?).

[KROW]

My character is mainly a loner but can be an ally if needed. He can team up with others if the situation called for it.

[Hamato Inya]

my character is kinda heartless and tries to stay away from people but she will team up with anyone if it is a fight against ninja... ha ha ha i just noticed that thats good since the foot are ninja... heh heh... dont mind me... oh i guess that my character can be kinda a friend to your character Ryo... since hes a ninja and all... and wheres KROWs profile? i'm to lazy to look through the pages :tanime:

[KROW]

It's on the last page, dear. Not hard to look for.

[Hamato Inya]

found it KROW

ok i changed my profile thingie and since no turtles Inya and Chiraka who i may use met eachother and are still living in the streets... now i do not start RPG's so i will lay in wait.... :tcouch:

[Ryona]

Hmmm... Would someone like to start? I plan to jump in when my character's personal profile is finnished (which won't be long).

[Garou]

Well, I'll just go for it...

IC:

Angel sat on the rooftop, looking down at the cars and streets beyond. She sighed to herself, her white wings waving in the breeze, and her reddish hair landing in her face. But she didn't care. All that mattered to her was the same flashback coming again and again inside her head. She didn't notice anything around her, lost in a long trail of thoughts.

[Hamato Inya]

"Catch!" Chira said throwing a pizza box to her best friend at a speed that the normal eye couldn't follow. To Inya it was a lazy throw that she caught lazily and got out of the stool and putting the pizza down on the table near her.

"Please enjoy your meal!" she said grinning and returning to her spot at the counter. The rest of the evening progressed as it always did. Both Chira and Inya got extra money from doing a sparring session around ten and the pizza shop closed at ten thirty.

"This is so annoying," Chira sighed and slipped into her coat.

"Why do we work here again?" Inya said while waving goodbye to the owner and holding the door open for Chira.

"Because," Chira said quietly glancing around before both she and Inya slipped into the shadows of an alley and climbed a fire escape. "We're always busy at night fighting the foot and plus... you're the one who never wakes up til ten!"

Inya stuck her tongue out at Chira and jumping onto a nearby roof. It was the usual routine. Wake up at ten after a hard nights work, go to work at the Burger Barn from 12 to 4, rest for a couple hours and then work at Nick's Pizza parlor from 6 to 10 and then kick foot butt until usually midnight if its a busy night.

Chira soon caught up to her friend and they ran neck and neck for a while jumping roofs and glancing down at the city below for any activity by the foot of the Purple Dragons. As they passed one street corner a rooftop came into view and for a second she thought she saw a red orange figure with pearl white wings standing on the roof edge. Shaking her head she dissmised the thought as a hallusination caused by stress and continued running.

Inya saw the same figure and also dismissed it as a hallusination caused by stress and being tired and soon they both dropped into an alley nearby and crouched in the shaddows near a truck.

"Think 'dis is it?" a rough voice said and the girls grinned. Perfect... Hun, just the person they were dying to beat up. Chira nodded to Inya and watched as she dissapeared back into the shadows and Chira stood. Time for plan alpha.

"Hey Hun!" she said grinning as the big guy turned and blinked in confusion but then grinned as he saw who it was.

"Well if it isn't Chiraka," he said cracking his knuckles as foot goons pooled around him and Inya slipped into the group unnoticed.

"Hun," Chira grinned. "When will you learn that there's two of us... and not one?"

Inya then layed four of the twelve foot goons flat and Chira leaped at Hun her naginata already in her grasp. Inya soon joined in beating down the mountain and a while later they stood panting and leaning on the wall and their weapons staring at the moaning foot. Both of them stiffened and looked to the enterance of the alley and saw the outline of the person... well people they didn't want to see.

"Sh**," they muttered and got into a fighting stance eyeing the impossible odds with hatred before letting their gaze rest on Oroku Saki.


OOC:

Ummmmmmm are we combining all the universes? Or is it the old version of the cartoon? If it is and there's no Hun... just substitute in a food comando person. Oh and please forgive spelling errors... i cant spell to save my life


tee hee i got lazy during the fight

[KROW]

"This has gone on long enough. Time to end it. But how?"

His mind races through several possibilities. His black clothing sopped with sweat, his cloak swinging with his movements. Oddly, however, his face does not lose its hold on its disguise, a white face with black lines at the eyes and mouth. He dodges the attacks of his enemies, these men clad in grey. Feet and fists lunge at him. He ducks, blocks, and counters with all his strength. A quick flash of light on metal brings his attention to a new threat. A sword. His face twists into a grimace as he hears a crow caw in the distance.

"Enough."

He side kicks one foe aside and uppercuts another. Two more rush at him. A quick front kick to the sternum and a low sweep takes them down. He reaches behind his back under his vast, black leather cloak and unsheaths a katana. He locks gazes with his armed assailant, his green eyes blazing behind the white and black facepaint at the featureless grey mask of this foe. A deadly smile graces his visage.

"Death welcomes you," he says as he leaps at the grey-clad man.

Loud clanging fills the air as the two struggle for control. But the one in whiteface is quicker this night. His katana pierces flesh as a gurgled grunt is heard. The man in grey falls.

Looking down, the cloak-wearing man finds a certain peculiarity about his attackers. They all had a particular symbol on their suits. Clearly, this is a sigil of some cult or clan. But why was he attacked? Why?

"What is going on here?"

[Hamato Inya]

Chira winced as Inya bandaged her arm. New York is a peculiar city. She mused for the upteenth time this month. Even since she had gotten here from Japan she had been dodging the foot with her friend but now they were more active. In the weeks before there were only a few foot attacks but now there was one or two a day. Chira held her shoulder and rotated her arm wincing. Inya sat down next to her and they stared at the wall of the abandoned warehouse both thinking the same thing. Shredder and the foot were to much for just them to handle.

"Chira?" she looked down at the boy in front of her and smiled. Matt, a five year old boy they had found on the streets a couple of days back was looking at them worriedly. "You hurt?"

"Foot," Inya muttered absently her chin resting in her hand. They had barely gotten away from the attack. Chira had gotten her arm sliced open and Inya had suffered a blow to the head and the leg.

Inya thought back to that figure she had seen on the rooftop. Maybe... no it was just a hallusination. She sighed and held her head in both hands as she felt Chira's hand on her shoulder. How did the Shredder get so powerful? The last time they fought he had to make the escape. Maybe it was because he had the foot to back him up. She though bitterly. No, the Shredder's strength was growing... and soon nobody could stop him.

"Inya," Chira said after sending Matt off to bed. "We need help."

"What help can we get?" she said in a dead voice. "The cops are to lazy and if I'm not mistaken we're the only ninja here."

"We can start looking for people with any martial arts talent," Chira said leaning back against the wall. "The foot is getting to be to much, we're tired Inya and we're wounded now. The foot know most of our attacks. The smart ones at least. And we wouldn't stand a chance against Shredder and the elite!"

"I know," Inya said her voice wavering. She burried her face in her hands once more. "I know..."

[Garou]

Angel listened carefully. She could hear metal hitting metal, and it had a peculiar sound to it. She slightly winced, as she could easily hear the katana reach its target. Spreading out her wings, she took off from the rooftop. She looked down and landed behind a building, looking around. The streets were empty, easily hiding her feline features. The chain in her collar clanged as she tiptoed further down the street. It was getting real cold, and she needed a place to rest for the night. She took flight again, quickly spotting a old warehouse. Trying to land, the wind grabbed her wings, and she landed on the roof with a loud thud and a scream.

"I never get used to this," she mumbled to herself, rubbing her soar tail, which she had landed on in the fall.

OOC: a little pic of my char, in the same clothing stile as in the RP...

http://www.tegnebordet.dk/index.php?vis=brugergalleri.php&stil=tegning&tegni ng=45282&visning=user

[Garou]

I just edited my previous post, hoping to make the RP run again...

[KROW]

Lightning crashes through the sky. The rain falls, pelting upon those unfortunate to be out at this hour. One of such does not feel that way, however. He runs across the rooftops, a crow flying by his side. His cloak flaps at each stride and straightens at every leap taken. His breath fogs the air slightly. Suddenly, he stops. The crow flies ahead, searching. The man closes his eyes and connects his mind to his familiar, seeing what it sees. The crow's eyes fall upon two forms hidden in shadow. They are using the ill weather to their criminal advantage, about to break into a building for some reason. Through the highly-sensitive eyes of the bird, the man notices that these figures bear resemblence to the ones he fought recently.

The crow returns, and the man plummets into the darkness of the alley below. He crashes atop a pile of loose debris and draws their attention.

The two men in grey appear from the shadows to learn the nature of this noise. Both of them receive a surprise as the fallen man kicks one of them square in the jaw. The other draws a bo staff with one hand, five shuriken in the other, and leaps back five feet in preparation.

KROW kips up and laughs. A shuriken sinks into his flesh near his chest. Followed by another. Then another into his leg. And a fourth in his shoulder. The last aims for his head, but he catches it. The grey ninja stands in somewhat disbelief at this. KROW throws the shuriken straight into the air, takes the ones embedded in his flesh out, and tosses them back at the ninja. They hit him one by one into his body: chest, abdomen, shoulder, and stomach. He drops his bo. Then, KROW leaps into the air and executes a spinning roundhouse kick and connects with the last shuriken that was jsut about to hit the ground. It plunges into the ninjas face. He falls.

The other has arisen and seen all of this. He peers at this man and ponders whether to fight or flee. Before a decision can be made, KROW, quick as the lightning in the sky, grabs his uniform by the neck with both hands and lifts him into the air.

"What clan do you belong to? Who do you work for?" KROW demands.

The ninja says nothing.

"You will tell me. Trust in that," KROW says, and leaps into the sky with the ninja over his shoulders.

"Time for some interrogation."

In the distance, KROW could swear he heard large wings flapping.

[Garou]

Angel froze, as she heard the lightning crash, and a downpour coverted her in a shield of water. Still standing in the rain, she sighed heavily, knowing that she would never get her fur dry again.

Suddenly, she heard someone behind her. A foot ninja stood behind her, his sword drawn and ready to fight. Angel gulped, deciding that it would be wiser to run than fight the ninja, since she was tired from her flight around in the city. She quickly jumped off the roof of the warehouse, running off with the ninja right behind her.

[Garou]

Is this RPG still running? :|

[Hamato Inya]

(Ooc: Well I just discovered that the site was up again so... i dunno!)


Inya sighed and got her coat.

"Where are you going now?" Chira asked from the couch where Matt had crawled up and gone to sleep after being sent off three times and coming back.

"I need some excersize," she smiled and slipped out but not before grabbing her naginata.

Wandering around the streets for a bit she sensed a foot soldier and, using a fire escape and a couple laundry lines, got to the roof in time to see a figure with something on her back run past. Ignoring her she took off her naginata and faced the foot soldier.

"Wanna dance?" she grinned and jumped at him and the five goons he had summoned.

An exhausting fight later she turned to see if the girl they had been chasing was around.

(Ooc: got bored during the fight again, I'm sick soo... but hey, the characters had to meet sooner or later)

[KROW]

"Who do you work for?!" Krow asked the man in gray as he slammed him against a brick wall. He has been here too long. All questions asked led to nothing but silence. No pain inflicted, no threat carried out, no fear placed inside could make the gray-clad man speak.

"I will soak the street in your blood unless you talk!"

"Sie gewinnen nie," the man says, before finally collapsing to the ground, dead.

German? Krow thinks, What is this? "You will never win." Clearly I stumbled into something far more significant than petty crimes. There's definitely more to this than it seems. I must keep searching.

Krow abandons the dead ninja and leaps into the night, in pursuit of more answers to more questions swimming in his mind.

[Garou]

OOC: Yay, I thought it had stopped! :D

Angel had stopped, suddenly realizing that one had jumped between her and the ninja. She breathed heavily, scared and tired. She hid behind a garbage can, not thinking about her large wings that stuck up from behind. But the dark still covered her somewhat. She carefully looked up, only to see the fight over. None the less, she was still too scared to step out in the light...

[-Savannah-]

-Join? My character I would play would be Cassidy, basically someone I created. If you let me join I'll give out the info.-

[Hamato Inya]

((Ooc: I'm sure Ryo would like you to join Savannah but if not I'll take all the blame ^^ go ahead))

Inya saw the outlined shapes jutting out behind a trash can down below. jumping down the same way she got up.

"Hey," she said walking slowly over to the trash cans. "Are you ok? Those foot goons can be pretty violent. But they're not to bright," she was pretty close to the trash cans by then and still couldn't get a fix on the person's outline. "Need some help?" she held out her hand kindly.

[Garou]

Angel jumped away from the offered hand, afraid that the girl would hit her fur. She flung to the side to avoid her, but entered the light in her attemt to escape. She was now fully visible, her yellow fur with the brown stripes, and the large, white wings behind her.

"I- I," she stammered, placing a paw infront of her mouth. There was no going back now, the woman had seen her, and she would probably scream and run away like everyone else...

[Hamato Inya]

Inya's eyes widened as she almost dropped her naginata.

"Whoa," she said and then her eyes lit up like a little kids. "That is so cool! You have wings! Wow!" she grinned. "You must get the whole screaming away thing. Even I must admit its pretty unnerving. But," she stepped closer. "I always say not to judge a book by its cover. You need somewhere to stay? Well, where we're staying isn't very glammorous... but hey," she chuckled. "My friend just has to meet you!"

[Garou]

Angel lowered her paw, looking at the girl with a both scared and sceptical look.

"You - aren't afraid of me?" she quietly asked, the fluffy tail behind her moving around from side to side in slow motions. It touched the ground, and the end of it was covered in mud and dirt, along with her large feet.

[Garou]

OOC: What happened?

[KROW]

Krow jumped from rooftop to rooftop, looking for some signs of life. The particular life his eyes were seeking for, however, was that of gray-clad ninjas in the process of committing crimes.

He sprang ledge by ledge, following his crow familiar in his search. It appeared hopeless. Too long had he been out here; his legs were hurting and his breathing heavier than normal. Suddenly, what his eyes could not see his ears instantly noticed. He paused, then quickly climbed a water tower and perched atop it, his crow lowering to his shoulder. He zeroed in on the sounds and craned his head toward them. His eyes peered through the blackness of another alley, where a small light shined like a beacon to his senses.

Below, he finally saw, were men bearing the forms he sought. Two of them were loading a trailer behind a semi, while another two were inside a building, entering and exiting periodically hefting packages of various sizes and handing them to their comrades outside.

Krow growled. "Enough of this," he said. "No more dramatic entrances and dark theatrics. Time for the direct approach."

He reached under his long leather trenchcoat and grabbed from his belt two large handguns. Bright silver, their hulking barrells glistened in the moonlight, accented by the small light near the gray-clothed criminals.

"As of now," he said. "It's kill or be killed."

Krow leaped down, seemingly levitating to the pavement. He landed somewhat softly, catching the attention of one of the gray men. Hiding behind shadow and a corner of brick, Krow waited for his prey.

The ninja turned his neck at the noise behind him and unsheathed a katana. He spun round slowly and crept on the balls of his feet to investigate. He reached a jut in the wall and slowed his pace even further, preparing his weapon for battle.

Suddenly, Krow jumped in front of him and fired his pistols, catching the ninja right in the gut with two shots. The man fell, a crimson stain quickly blending with the gray of his uniform. Kicking the sword aside (it sliding and eventually stopping underneath the semi's front wheels), Krow somersaulted in front of the truck and crouched against the grill. He heard the other ninja sprinting after the sound of gunfire. The newest gray man stopped and peered down at the dead ninja, unsheathing a pair of zai upon the sight. Krow saw him kneeling down before his fallen clansmen, and unleashed a piercing whistle from his teeth. The ninja turned, and was met with two shots of his own, this time in the face.

Two down, two to go.

Krow peered over the hood of the semi and saw one of the remaining ninja emerge from the doorway. He dropped the package he was carrying and grabbed a naginata from behind his back. He, too, ran to investigate the reason why a fellow assassin was lying on the ground. Krow scoffed at this predictable behavior and aimed.

Three down, one to go.

Surprising, however, to Krow, the last ninja was smarter and leaped at a drainpipe, climbing frantically to escape whatever happened to his teammates. Krow promptly gave chase, putting his weapons back in their respective places. Once again, he was leaping across alleys. But this time, he had a goal at the end of this race.

Inya's eyes widened as she almost dropped her naginata.

"Whoa," she said and then her eyes lit up like a little kids. "That is so cool! You have wings! Wow!" she grinned. "You must get the whole screaming away thing. Even I must admit its pretty unnerving. But," she stepped closer. "I always say not to judge a book by its cover. You need somewhere to stay? Well, where we're staying isn't very glammorous... but hey," she chuckled. "My friend just has to meet you!"
Angel lowered her paw, looking at the girl with a both scared and sceptical look.

"You - aren't afraid of me?" she quietly asked, the fluffy tail behind her moving around from side to side in slow motions. It touched the ground, and the end of it was covered in mud and dirt, along with her large feet.

Suddenly, from above, shouting could be heard. Then, a dark figure, taking the form of a ninja, appeared from one ledge and began to climb down to the ground. Just as his feet touched, a loud caw emitted from the sky, and another dark figure, that of a man with a billowing cloak, plummeted down to crash upon the ninja.

Krow looked down at his newly-dead prey and spit. Then he looked up and saw two young female creatures.

"Hello."

[Garou]

Angel jumped with a gasp, suddenly seeing Krow landing on a ninja just beside them. She looked at the body below the man, feeling her breakfast started moving the wrong way.

"I'm confused," she mumbled to herself, her large ears falling along with her tail. She placed her paw on her forehead, trying to feel if she had gotten a feber of some sort.

"Who are you all?" she carefully asked, taking down the paw again while looking at the two humans.

[KROW]

Krow looked at the feral creature with a hint of intrigue and replied, "Who am I? I have no name anymore. The man I once was is dead. The spirit, however, lives on in his shell that stands before you. I am known only as Krow, due to my familiar here." Krow points to the blackbird perched upon his shoulder.

"I have been locked in severe combat with the individuals who take the form of the one laying lifeless behind me. I do not know who they are, nor where they come from or who they work for, but I do know that they see me as a threat. If they did not, they most likely would not have attacked me. They seem to be bearing the same sigil on their uniforms, indicating that they belong to some cult or clan, most likely a guild of assassins and criminals."

Krow looked at this new creature again with the same wonderment.

"Who might you be?"

[Garou]

Angel was confused by the man's words, but they sounded true enough. She took a quick look down herself, then back at Krow.

"I'm - Angel," she replied to him. It was the most truthful answer she could give...

[KROW]

Krow looks at Angel inquisitively.

"Angel, eh?" he asked. "Don't be afraid. I don't scare easily. Your appearance is not unappealing to me by any means, either. I've seen worse."

He craned his neck and looked around the alley, as if hearing a noise only his ears could sense. He then placed his dark green eyes on Angel again.

"Have you encountered these men before? They seem to have an agenda. It can't be good, considering there has been so much crime committed by so many of them at the same time. I intend to get to the bottom of this. Can you tell me anything about them? Anything at all?"

[Garou]

Angel's ears perked. Seen worse? What did he mean by that, it wasn't like she looked hidious or something... Right? A bit different, but she hadn't looked at herself like something bad. She looked at Krow, unsure what to say. She could tell the truth and be mistaken for the bad guys, or lie and get away safely. But she would still be hunted by the ninja's.

"I - you wouldn't believe me," she finally let out, closing her eyes in an attempt to hold her tears inside.

[KROW]

Krow eyed Angel narrowly.

"My dear, I've been shot, stabbed, and drowned before, and that was prior to my familiar bringing me back to avenge my death. Since then, I've been maimed and scarred beyond human capacity. I've seen sights that would cause the wiliest of war veterans to turn white. I have seen enough death to last four lifetimes. I don't seek enemies other than the ones who've done this to me. Otherwise, they find me.

"You can tell me what you need to say. I will not harm you."

[Garou]

Angel's ears droppet, deciding to try and tell it, as it was.

"I," she stated, "Am one of them." She had told the truth, but now she could hear how bad it actually sounded. And wrong.

"No, I mean, I was. I started as a purple dragon not long long ago, and then someone really important needed a volunteer for a project. I thought that it could make me a real dragon, so I did it. I can't remember what happened, but when I woke up, I looked like this." She pointed at the dead ninja, a small tear running down her cheeks.

"And wore that..."

[KROW]

Krow smirked.

"Well, you are far more talkative than they are. You seem regretful of your decisions and that makes you more human than these pieces of trash." Krow waved his hand toward the dead ninja, who began to stiffen upon the pavement, his fingers gnarled and his neck craned and crooked.

"So you have been genetically altered by them and served them. I assume you aren't affiliated with them any longer. If you would like vengeance upon them, and perhaps find a way to revert back to your former self, I will help you. I intend to end their distraction to my path. They have made a big mistake attacking me. They shall regret it."

Krow looked to the other female, then back at Angel.

"But the three of us cannot do this alone, I fear. We'll need assistance. I have no allies, but do any of you?"

[Garou]

Angel bit her upper lip. Serving them was maybe a tan too much to say, but she didn't have any arguments that she hadn't, either. And getting back to normal sounded great.

"Sorry," she stated, "But I'm all alone..."