Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

"Middle names are useless, no one pays attention to them, so I wouldn't care. Unless for some reason your first name is two different names, that's just ridiculous." Yhgiilra replied and shook her head with a slight smile. "I have seen people with two names as their first name, and I cannot forgive their parents."
"You say you chose your name for yourself. What was your name previous?" Allen asked, choosing to ignore her comment.
 
"You say you chose your name for yourself. What was your name previous?" Allen asked, choosing to ignore her comment.
"My real name was Danielle. My 'family' gave it to me, and it was boring, so I decided that once I came to America it had to be changed. And just in case you're going to ask, I used to live in Germany." Yhgiilra told him with an irritated expression. She disliked talking about her past much.
 
"My real name was Danielle. My 'family' gave it to me, and it was boring, so I decided that once I came to America it had to be changed. And just in case you're going to ask, I used to live in Germany." Yhgiilra told him with an irritated expression. She disliked talking about her past much.
"Oh good. At least it wasn't something super basic and overused," Allen said with humor. He decided against questioning further about Germany. The past seemed to be a touchy subject for the majority of people here.
 
"Oh good. At least it wasn't something super basic and overused," Allen said with humor. He decided against questioning further about Germany. The past seemed to be a touchy subject for the majority of people here.

"So, if you would like to tell basically a complete stranger your past, I'm curious to know where you came from. Before you ended up at this lab." Yhgiilra said in a slightly curious tone.
"I mean, you now know that I came from Germany, so it seems only fair."
 
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"So, if you would like to tell basically a complete stranger your past, I'm curious to know where you came from. Before you ended up at this lab." Yhgiilra said in a slightly curious tone.
"I mean, you now know that I came from Germany, so it seems only fair."
"I see how this is gonna be," Allen nodded. He didn't mind telling his past. There was nothing special or secretive to it. Plus, he was in a talkative mood. "Let's see here. My grandparents were German. They moved to the great big ole US of A in hopes of a better future, like everyone else. They worked hard, but you know how it is. They didn't win the lottery or nothing, and people weren't so sure about hiring Germans, so they had a tough time of it. But you probably want to hear more about me," he grinned as he said the last statement. He went over to the wall across from Yhgiilra and sat down before continuing. About himself. "The apple didn't fall too far from the tree it would seem. I got two older brothers, then a sister, several year younger than me. By the time she come my parents are already having a real tough time of things." He frowned, deep in thought with the recollection of these memories. "Anyway, I wasn't an easy child and I knew it. And probably because I knew it, I got worse. When I was eleven we were living in a run down trailer park. Some kids round there and me got in trouble. All the time. Fights, petty thievery, trespassing. Nothing major, mind you, just little things to pass our time." His tone lightened up as more recent events came to mind. He, in fact, very much enjoyed those "little things". "Little went to bigger to big and more frequent. Thieving wasn't much fun, nor was trespassing, but what I really enjoyed was the fighting. There's a strange, sick, thrill in it. Especially once you actually were good enough to win. My father, who knows how many times, told me to knock it off or I'd be in big trouble. But he was too much of a softie, and I was bigger than him, for him to spank me or punish me severely. So I of course continued. I guess the fight that got me gone was when I broke this kid's collarbone. It was an accident, for the most part. I didn't mean to hit him hard enough to break bones. He was picking on my sister, and more than just harmless little teasing, so I challenged him to a fight that night. Ha. My father found out the next evening when the kid's mom called up. To punish me, what d'ya think he did? He put me out of the house for the night. And I stayed out. Never looked back." Allen finished and looked up slowly to see what Yhgiilra would say.

(There. You asked for his past :lol: Sorry for the length. Feeling creative even though I literally just woke up :gig )
 
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"Just hold tight to the trunk as you climb," Haley advised. She moved past Amaryllis and began climbing up the less branchy side of the tree, leaving Amaryllis the easier way.

Obedient to Haley's suggest, Amaryllis moved further across the trunk carefully, using her hands to steady herself when she needed to.
 
Obedient to Haley's suggest, Amaryllis moved further across the trunk carefully, using her hands to steady herself when she needed to.
Haley stopped about halfway up the huge oak. She scooted herself out a little bit on a thick branch, trying to figure out the best way to get comfortable yet stay hidden in that spot. When satisfied with her position, she looked over to Amaryllis to see how she was faring. "All good?" She asked.
 
At Laurel's confused look, Madison chuckled. "It's just an expression." She explained simply. She then went to watching the others training. Noting all the mistakes that a few continued to do in their hand to hand combat.
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"That sounds more like the Aralyn I know. " Ryker replied with a smile of his own. He doubted Leverett would know what happened. "Make me proud, my dear. I want that general alive and well. For we have unfinished business to attend to." Ryker added.

"Why must they train?" Laurel asked softly as her sight drifted from the intriguing scene of fighting hybrids like her to look at Madison.
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"Have I ever failed you?" Aralyn inquired before ending the call. She smirked knowing Ryker knew the answer was no. No she hadn’t ever failed him, and she wouldn't ever let herself.
 
"I see how this is gonna be," Allen nodded. He didn't mind telling his past. There was nothing special or secretive to it. Plus, he was in a talkative mood. "Let's see here. My grandparents were German. They moved to the great big ole US of A in hopes of a better future, like everyone else. They worked hard, but you know how it is. They didn't win the lottery or nothing, and people weren't so sure about hiring Germans, so they had a tough time of it. But you probably want to hear more about me," he grinned as he said the last statement. He went over to the wall across from Yhgiilra and sat down before continuing. About himself. "The apple didn't fall too far from the tree it would seem. I got two older brothers, then a sister, several year younger than me. By the time she come my parents are already having a real tough time of things." He frowned, deep in thought with the recollection of these memories. "Anyway, I wasn't an easy child and I knew it. And probably because I knew it, I got worse. When I was eleven we were living in a run down trailer park. Some kids round there and me got in trouble. All the time. Fights, petty thievery, trespassing. Nothing major, mind you, just little things to pass our time." His tone lightened up as more recent events came to mind. He, in fact, very much enjoyed those "little things". "Little went to bigger to big and more frequent. Thieving wasn't much fun, nor was trespassing, but what I really enjoyed was the fighting. There's a strange, sick, thrill in it. Especially once you actually were good enough to win. My father, who knows how many times, told me to knock it off or I'd be in big trouble. But he was too much of a softie, and I was bigger than him, for him to spank me or punish me severely. So I of course continued. I guess the fight that got me gone was when I broke this kid's collarbone. It was an accident, for the most part. I didn't mean to hit him hard enough to break bones. He was picking on my sister, and more than just harmless little teasing, so I challenged him to a fight that night. Ha. My father found out the next evening when the kid's mom called up. To punish me, what d'ya think he did? He put me out of the house for the night. And I stayed out. Never looked back." Allen finished and looked up slowly to see what Yhgiilra would say.

(There. You asked for his past
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Sorry for the length. Feeling creative even though I literally just woke up
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Yhgiilra listened to his story with slight interest. Though she then soon regretted asking him because this story was very long. But he had a rather interesting childhood, to say the least.

"Well, someone doesn't know how to shorten up a story." Yhgiilra said with a chuckle once Allen had finished. "But, at least your history isn't a sob story. Not too boring, either. And I can understand someone loving to fight. I have the same problem myself, I'm afraid. So aren't we just two peas in a pod."
Yhgiilra paused to look at Allen, and with the mention of him being eleven (in the story) she couldn't help but make fun of him.
"So...How old are you now? With your height, I wouldn't think you would be any older than thirteen. Voice is a little high, too." She snickered. "Just a joke, of course...Maybe."
 
"Yeah, the place is just buzzing," Alexis grinned as she glanced around the room. It wasn't completely empty of people besides them, but it was certainly not buzzing. "I've yet to meet your roommate. Is he here?" She then asked.

Dimitri sighed softly and looked to Alexis. "Also not what I said. But let's not argue semantics. Zaine was here, but it would appear he has ditched me. Unless you saw an owl upon your arrival? " He asked curiously.

Andorra shook her head, "No, not that I noticed." She said then looked around the library with her eyes.
 

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