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No...
No this can't be...
I didn't...
I didn't do it!...!

Taboo: The system, practice, or act whereby things are set apart as sacred, forbidden for general use, or placed under a prohibition or interdiction.

What happens when you break a taboo?
I think you mean what becomes of you, when you break a taboo.

My name is Josette, I have broken a taboo. I'm currently trying to find a way to cope with what I have done and find a way back to my former self. I have no recollection of what I've done. All I remember is the nightmare of transforming into something; Something horrible. I'm losing myself and my self control. I'm becoming delusional, I don't know what to do or what is happening to me. I think I'm changing....
Right now I'm doing all that I can do, which is search. Search for anyone else like me and a way to get myself back.

What if you where to break a taboo? What would become of you? Would you be turned into something or made to pay for your sin?

Rules:
You know the rules by now.

Character Template:
Name:
Age:
Sin/Taboo committed:
Creature Turning into/What you've lost:
Bio:
Appearance:


My Character
Name: Josette
Age: 17
Sin/Taboo: Cannibalism
Creature Turning into: Wendigo
Bio: (working on it)
Appearance:

i'll post template later.

this is pretty cool can I put murder as my taboo?
Name: Matt
Age:18
Sin/Taboo committed: Murder
Creature Turning into/What you've lost: WereWolf
Bio:I shall update
Appearance:

Yes, you can.

Name:Kylar Stern
Age:18
Sin/Taboo committed:Assassination
Creature Turning into/What you've lost:Ka'kari
Bio:Post in a bit
Appearance:post in a bit

One more person. Then we'll get started.

Name: Awaiya & Myoura Retsac
Age: 17 (both)
Sin/Taboo committed: Incest
Creature Turning into: Were-cat(panther)
Bio: (Will post later)
Appearance: (Awaiya[left] & Myoura[right])

(Alright, let's start. Anybody else who hasn't joined yet is free to do so when ever they like. Just post your info and hop on into the story!)





It's cold so cold...

"Ah, I must have fallen asleep in the woods again" she blinked and looked around. The snow gently drifted down and all was silent.
"I better get back to town" She sighed and started to stand up, putting on hand on the tree she had been leaning on moments before, to help support herself while getting up.
What was that dream...?

"Oh...Oh...OH YES! Oh my god yes! Right there! Right there!" Kylar smacked the controller out of his friends hands. "Hey, no need to get pissy." Kylar shot him a look that might as well have said get bent. "Whatever. Be a Mute for all I care." Kylar's friend pulled a beer out of the fridge and sat down again. "Another round?" Kylar shook his head and walked to the window. It had been seven years since he last spoke. And according to every doctor he's been to he should still be able to. But for some odd reason he just couldn't seem to find his voice. Not even in his own mind. It never felt like him speaking in his mind. Maybe you're going insane, it had said once. Not I, but you. He pulled open the hotel's doors and walked out onto the balcony, feeling the dampness of night seep into him. The wind whipping through his curling hair, stinging his eyes slightly. "Hey you want one?" His friend asked, gesturing towards his beer. Kylar just shook his head as a response. Being on the Thirtieth floor of the Hotel did have it's advantages though. Nobody cared after the long ride up the elevator. And it was even faster on the way down. Kylar took one step, and fell from the balcony.

Matt was walking around the town with no real destination wearing a heavy winter Coat

Matt: { he breathes Softly as he Leans against the wall of a building and he merely watches the world walk by} *Sniff* *Sniff*.....agh whats that smell I can barely take it { he scratches his head rapidly}

Kylar slammed face first into the concrete below. but nothing happened. No death came. Not even a dent in the concrete. Nothing. Why can't you die? his mind asked him. Plagueing him with thoughts. He learned only two things from himself since IT happened. One, he can't die, and two, he can't talk.

Character Template: (It was time for me to join and revive this Rp, it seems cool:DD)
Name: Isaac Doyle
Age: 17
Sin/Taboo committed: Tattooing his whole body
Creature Turning into/What you've lost: A Salamander
Bio: Thinking on one, i'll edit on a bit
Appearance:
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He saw how Kylar fell to the ground from the room "hey!" He ran to the balcny trying to stop his fall "Hey!!, don't scare peope like that!, come on!, get up here again!" He said as he looked to the sides to see if people was watching

Kylar rolled over, not even sore from his descent, and looked up to where Isaac was. He waved a sheepish hello and rolled back over onto his face.

Matt: { he looks over to see the man who plummeted to the Earth and the man who helped him up} thats weird *Sniff* *Sniff* they smell different { he stands up straight as he looks towards the sky as the snow drifts down and he walks in the opposite direction of the 2} its got nothing to do with me

From the third floor of an apartment building, two sets of eyes watched as Kylar hit the ground near Matt and Issac. Though it wasn't the first time they'd seen it, it never got any less strange to see him fall from some unknown height, hit the ground hard, that then get up and walk away as if he'd simply tripped. "Sister, I think we should approach him one day. I'm curious as to why he keeps falling out of that building and walking away without a scratch," the dark-haired panther-girl said to her twin, whom was hugging her from behind and had watched from over her shoulder. "What do you think...?"

The white-haired panther-girl chuckled slightly. "I'm slightly more interested in that those two," She indicated Matt & Issac. "...aren't the least bit freaked out by this. That guy yesterday lost it. The girl from before actually fainted. These two? Nothing," she replied as she kissed her sister's neck.

"It be fair though, we weren't all that freaked out either the first two times. But then, we're already stranger then most, so maybe we, and they, don't count..." she mused as the two continued to watch and see what unfolded.

No matter how many times you try it's not going to work, the voice teased Kylar. It's not my fault that you want to kill yourself, but seriously, be more innovative with it. Falling to death doesn't seem to be your style. Kylar's face immediately scrunched into anger, Of course you just want to die the same way HE did for your retribution right? Kylar stood, brushed himself off and walked back inside, his face returning to the usual apathy.

She sighed and sat on a swing in the neighboring park around the block from an apartment complex. She didn't feel like going back to her apartment; She had only just moved in there and she already hated her neighbors. This park was nice and soothing to her, it was just what she needed. The noise of the city and neighbors was starting to get to her. Recently, she has become fond of the silence, calm, quiet, and the snow fall. Defiantly, the snow fall. It was strange, she had never liked snow before. Now though, she feels like all she belongs in is the snow and like the snowy mountains where her home.

I'm an rp killer D:

( I was just about to post quickly)

MAtt: { he wanders through out the neighbor hood as he stumbles upon The park that Josette is in}....she smells.....different { he tries to turn back but something seems to draw him towards her}....who.....who are you?

"Huh?" she turned and looked over at Matt a bit surprised. She didn't notice that anyone else was here in the park.
"Oh, um. My names Josette" She replied keeping her eye level down at the ground.
"Who are you?"