The Black Rose

[CaucasianNoodles]

Welcome. And thank you for joining my forum. The Blask Rose, is about.. well....a black rose. This black rose is very mysterious. The Rose, has put a curse on everyone who is in the Spirit Moutains. All becasue of the black devil who caused this curse to happen to everyone. Well, he put it on the rose so the rose could put it on us. The curse is, that at the stike of midnight to 6:00 in the morning, we all turn into mysterious, evil creatures. We are ALL wolves ( at day). Fill out this form. Then have fun


Name: (name)

Creature: (you are already a wolf at day, So this means to fill out what your creature will be when the curse strikes)

THANKS!! LOL

P.S. The BLack Devil is dead. The Black rose CANNOT! be destroyed.  

[CaucasianNoodles]

Name: Isadora

Creature: Black panther body. Black wings with silver lining. (Black wings appear as lace like design) Darker black tiger stripes across body.

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Isadora eyes glanced up at the sun, but they shut quickly to avoid the danger that the suns mysterious rays could cause. She could tell though, that by that quick glance, that is was almost sunset. Her image appeared in her mind. Her image, of what she would look like, at midnight.  

[Vindictive Vampiress]

Name: Kari
Creature: Dark Faerie (about 2ft, 5 in.)


Kari was skulking through the forest, determined to find a hideout for the night, when she saw a strange wolf. She crouched low, sniffing the air cautiously, trying to catch the other creature's scent.  

[CaucasianNoodles]

Isadora's head flew towards the other creature. "Who are you?" she asked, getting in teh position to attack if needed.  

[Sentama Lin]

Name: Isengard
Creature: A Sylph. In this form he is dressed in a multi-layered robe coloured of the blacks, blues, violets, and whites of the starry night sky. A white sash is tied tightly around his waist, the knot resembling a white rose, the excess simply hanging down like wisps of cirrus-clouded skies. He normally walks seemingly-aimlessly in the mountain evening, playing haunting melodies on a silver flute. The purpose of the music is unknown, though the effect is calming.

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Isengard was devouring a small catch -- a hapless hare was dinner that evening. His eyes were closed as he savoured the bloody flesh of the rabbit, silently thanking the animal for the sustenance it provided, and hoping that its soul would peacefully transcend into the next realm. A noise caused his ears to perk up, interrupting his meal. He gulped one last time then turned his head toward where the noise came from.

"Another wolf...?" He thought to himself as he lazily pawed dirt over the rabbit, pausing slightly to close his eyes once more before sprinting toward the others.

From a distance he could be seen sprinting from tree to tree, constantly moving to cause confusion, but also to observe whatever it could be from all angles. His fur, gray garnished with silvers and blacks, shone eerily in the moonlight.  

[CaucasianNoodles]

(P.S There is a horn that sounds when it is 2 minutes before Midnight, and 2 minutes before 6:00am.)

Isadora senced another creature among her. But, before she could think, the anceint bell of the rose sounded. Causing Isadora's mind to think about the transformation that will flow throughout the Spirit Moutains.  

[Sentama Lin]

"Agh... It's almost time..." Isengard thought as the faint, haunting chime of that dark bell could be heard once more. He aborted his sprint around the two wolves (that he noticed before the bell rang) and jumped onto the bark of a nearby tree. He bared his claws and dug them into the tree, climbing and clawing up slowly. After a struggle to climb into the tree's canopy -- and much noise for about a minute -- he sat quietly, silently, atop a tree branch. A wolf did not belong atop a tree, but practice allowed this to happen.

"It's almost time..." He thought, the silver bristles of his fur glowing as the midnight hour approached.  

[Skorndrick]

Danae- Furie
looks like

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Danae lifted her head, twitching her ears and tail in time with the bell. It's almost time, oh thank goodness..."
She lifted her head and breathed in the air, scenting others near her. How odd...  

[Sentama Lin]

Atop the tree Isengard was already transforming. His fur turned into fabric, wrapping magically around him into a multi-layered robe in the colours of the night sky. His body changed form too: his legs changed into human arms and legs, his paws became the delicate fingers of man, his ears became almost elf-like and pointed, and part of his fur grew into a long-haired mane -- the colour of the moon. The silver streaks on his fur seemed to gather in the night to form a flute. His face seemed softer, kinder, and gentler, but a sense of malice could still be seen. His tail got longer and thinner and wider in width, resembling a light-blue sash, which tied around his waist and held his robe together.

He smiled and watched to see if the others would change, jumping with ease from canopy to canopy, as if floating and gliding as a cloud. As he jumped, he put his flute to his mouth and began to play a haunting tune, which seemed to make the trees, and anything, that heard it sparkle and glow.  

[Skorndrick]

Blu felt her paws shift and her muzzle melt back into her. Her hinds legs lenthened and she stood up. Her fur shortened, but only a bit. Her Furie instincts caused her to pur wiht pleasure at, not only the idea of being her self again, but the haunting melody floating through the air.  

[CaucasianNoodles]

Isadora's brownish, redish, fur. Began to draw back, becoming black and sleek. Her wings began to tear through her flesh, though not causing any blood, to form her black, lace like, wings. Isadora looked at her pnather like paws. huh, must be midnight she thought. She glanced up at the used to be wolf in the tree. Then, her wings gently took her to a tree of her own across from the tree that the other creature was on. Isadora lie down on the branch as a panther would, her tail dangling down, almost invisible in the leaves.  

[Sentama Lin]

Isengard stood on the branch where he was sitting, then began to jump from lower branch to lower branch. Each jump was slow, as if he was floating in the air and gliding down, until he finally reached the ground. He ignored the other once-wolves and continued playing that same haunting melody on his flute.

The tune seemed to say "Follow Me" to anything that heard, though it wasn't through coercion. It was inviting, calm, yet still very eerie. As he walked and played, small lights (could they be souls, or the energies from dreams? One doesn't really know) could be seen escaping from the trees, plants, and the sleeping animals that resided near where he walked. The lights converged into the flute, making it shine softly.  

[Skorndrick]

Danae shook all over. What a creepy being...creepy, but amazing...  

[Vindictive Vampiress]

While Kari was observing the other animal, she felt her skeletal structure straightening. What happened to the bell??? she was wondering. She felt the fur draw back, leaving only smooth, vulnerable skin. The wings on her back started to flutter on their own. All of a sudden, she shot up into the air. I really need to work on that....
As she was flying over the forest, she heard music. What is that? she asked herself as she was flying down to investigate.  

[Skorndrick]

Blu felt her eas twitch and looked up sharply. Interesting...something seems to be wrong here...
She took out her ocarina and played a little haunting melody of her own, waiting for a response from the sylph. In her mind's eye she could see the bell tower, but not the inside of it.