I Am Human (one on one, closed)

Fair warning that this does contain a bit more serious subjects compared to my other RPs though I’m not saying we can’t have goofy moments in this RP. There is also a bit of reading to do, but not a lot to fully understand the situation in the rp.

This World of Yours..
It belongs to you, doesn’t it?

Hedo City. A city known for its variety in activities, culture, and for being a large city overall. Being next to a large body of water, it has a lot to offer in terms of cruises and such. Although I wouldn’t recommend going swimming..seriously.

While it is advertised as a great place, and many still see it that way, Hedo City is one of the worst places to live in as a Shifter. What is a Shifter, you may ask? I’m glad you think of that. A Shifter is a human, or ‘kaiju’, taking on the form of a human most of the time but with capabilities to transform into a massive Kaiju form. However, Shifters in the city are forced an implant that prevents them from doing this. Although it has its falls..for the shifters..it does its job well.

Even then, Shifters are forced to wear a white armband which identifies them as a Shifter. Many of the Normals dislike or even fear the Shifters, and typically avoid them on the streets. Others just don’t really care. You’ve also got the minority, that wants to help them - but Hedo’s government doesn’t allow it. The world won’t allow it.

So..why won’t you come right down to Hedo City (or if you already live there)? Enjoy your stay..

Hopefully.

RULES

1. Swearing is allowed. Don’t go on a warpath, though.
2. No overpowered characters But Mojack, shifters can shift into big monsters, how is that not OP? Well, shifting will very rarely happen in the RP. The most you’ll see it is referenced in conversations, with a shifter rarely ever shifting because believe me - humans are pretty good on security.
3. Try to be descriptive! Explain your characters thought process, maybe? What do they think of this situation?
4. I don’t expect you to be active, as I’m not either. Just let me know if you’ll be inactive.
5. As I mentioned before it will be a bit of a mature RP. Do not join if you’re not comfortable with darker themes.
6. As always, all of andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules apply!
7. No meta-gaming (meaning your character knows things you were told OOC.)

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   TEMPLATE

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   Name:
   Age:
   Gender:
   Sexuality:
   Opinion on Shifters: (doesn’t have to be an essay. Do they fear? Dislike? Don’t care? Interested?)
   Appearance:
   Clothing:
   Job: (are they a student? Factory worker? Office worker? Law enforcement? Unemployed?)
   Backstory: (again, doesn’t have to be an essay. Are they from Hedo City? If not, where did they live beforehand? Family life? Where do they live now? In a richer area, average area or poor area? As your character is human, you won’t live in a Shifter area BUT you can live near it. Brief is okay!)
   Personality: (first reaction to certain situations? General personality/behaviour?)
   Other: (anything else goes here)

Note: I will be playing the Shifter, but as I said before she will retain a human form for most of the time, or at the very minimum semi-human form. Keep in mind, all shifters in Hedo are forced to have implants, so they can’t shift unless it’s disabled or removed.

Thanks!!

Are you interested in joining, or do you have any questions?

@crocssant-does-not-have-a-date was the first to post about being interested, so sorry @amber_demeter! However I will be doing a similar RP set in the same setting/universe as this one so look out for that one soon if you’re still interested in it.

I can’t think of anything too specific, so feel free to fill the template out when you do get the chance. Thanks for asking though!

At least above 18 or so! My character will be around 23, so keep that in mind. I’m also gonna start working on her sheet now.

Name: Known as Freya Bell, refer to ‘other’ for an explanation.
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Biromantic asexual.
Opinion on Humans: She’s only seen the bad sides of humans, so she has a natural fear of them, especially the ‘ones with controls.’ Unlike some of her shifter friends though, she isn’t outright violent towards Normals. There are a specific few that she does dislike. But when dealing with most of them, she stays calm.
Appearance: Her human form is 5’11. She’s tall, with somewhat defined cheekbones. She’s got grey eyes and walnut brown hair, which for styling she usually ties it up, but when untied it goes slightly past her neck. She’s fair skinned.

Her suppressed kaiju form is still growing at around 75 metres. It’s tall, lanky with long arms and reptile like features. Her scales are a pale grey and she has dark amber spikes that look a bit like thorns wrapped around certain parts of her body. She lacks a tail, though, and also eyes in this form. She does have quite the impressive set of teeth though.

Clothing: She likes to wear jackets. Her jacket is a khaki colour. It is similar to a rain coat in design. Her shirt is a dark navy blue, and her pants are a slightly lighter shade of blue. She wears black boots usually. They’re kind of like winter boots in terms of design. Last but not least, due to being a Shifter she is forced to wear a red, black striped armband around the left arm.

Job: Mailwoman; delivers messages either from shifter to shifter or from human to shifter around the ‘slums.’
Backstory: Born to her Kaiju Shifter parents in Hedo City, she lived with them for a few years quickly learning that being a Shifter meant unfriendly treatment. Even as a child she was forced the implant to prevent ‘accidents.’ After her mother was suspected of some act, she was taken away, and Freya never saw her again.
Her father lived for a few more years before succumbing to a Shifter-related illness.
Freya found a group of Shifters and they allowed her a place near the gates of the ‘Shifter slums’ since she was useful for her skill in delivering messages.
Freya has mostly had a quiet life since then, besides the occasional sprawl. She currently lives in a small apartment near the gates that separate main city from the Shifters part of it.

Personality: Quiet at first, Freya prefers to lay low. Despite this, Freya also desires freedom. Whenever possible, she prefers not to have the armband on and seizes a chance to walk around without it (usually within the confinements of her home but she’s expressed plans to get out of the slums and see what the Normals city is like.) Freya is caring, not wishing harm on most people, even most Normals are fine to her as long as they don’t harass her too much.
She is unforgiving though once betrayed. She always remembers a past experience. She is pretty determined as well, not liking to give up on certain things.

Other: Most Shifters without human names are forced to get one, as was the case with Freya. Her parents wanted her a natural ‘kaiju’ name, which they gave her it “Voleria”. Freya doesn’t have too much of a preference in terms of names she’s known by, though.

((Ooh I like her! Did you want to go first or should I?))

((Alright! I’ll start on a starter now.))

Hedo City.

Freya had lived there all her life, yet she had barely experienced it. All of the Shifters were limited to a small area in the city, with expectations for those with special permissions and those who wore their armbands outside of the Shifter Slums. And of course, the ones brought outside for ‘questioning.’

Freya got bored of the same old, bland dark buildings. She knew the slums like she knew the back of her hand - she walked, ran them daily to deliver messages. Speaking of which, she had just finished her morning job right now. She liked to get up early. Get her work over with fast. Sometimes she’d have more to deliver in the night, though. Not always.

The Shifter female sat in the large, open apartment window. She gazed out towards the gates, which were under nearly constant guard. But like many things, even the gates had a general weakness that could be bypassed. A blind spot, one of her friends told her. If you could get past the gates, you could go to the blind spot and take off your armband. Lay low, and you could look like a normal human. Freya had been out of the Shifter Slums a few times, but never for a long period of time. And never without her armband.
She stood up and slid on her jacket, and her armband. Putting her hands to her sides, she walked down the stairs to the exit of the apartments, quickly checking her pockets for her papers. They were there.

The gates only took around 2 minutes to get to from her location. They weren’t that busy. Freya saw a group of Shifters get denied before it was her turn. They scanned her, checking for the implant - the implant which stored all of her information on her. Just the basics - age, full name, gender, parents, etc. And they requested her papers.
It was a silent exchange. Freya knew to not speak out if she saw something she didn’t like about the exchange.
A moment later and she was asked a question. “Reason for departure?”
“Shopping,” Freya answered calmly.
“How long?”
“I estimate a few hours, maybe.”
There was no response and about a minute later, her papers were returned and the gates were opened. As Freya walked through, she felt the Normal’s eyes on her, but they turned away when another approached. As soon as that happened, Freya took a sharp left turn to the blind spot and undid her armband, hiding it in her pockets. She raised her hood onto her head and walked out.

Appearance wise, Freya looked like a normal human. Although it was harder to tell, she did have some attributes, like not needing as much sleep and being able to heal a bit faster than Normals. Freya judged that she didn’t have to worry about that. It would only be for a bit, going out in the main city to explore and see what there was.

Quietly, joining a group of Normals, she started walking away from the Shifter Slums, her grey eyes scanning each and every new feature - and face she saw as she walked.

Freya passed by a few stores or so. She didn’t have much on her, but she made notes of where certain stores were so in case she grabbed any more cash she could go back there and get what she was looking at. Freya was a fan of the smaller stuff. Key chains. Trinkets. Neat stuff, in her eyes. And it was good to get to know the main city as well.

Freya was becoming a bit more confident in her lay low abilities as time went on. Before, she was afraid of the Normal group she was tagging along with getting far ahead, but now she just went with the flow. She joined groups, stopping to look at the buildings and such.

Until her hearing caught something. It was a lot of noise, Freya knew. And while Freya never went to the main city that often, she wasn’t completely clueless of the events going on within it. Even some Normals were taking out their phones, capturing footage of the ongoing protest. And before she knew it, it was a fight. Freya didn’t have a phone. A mobile one, anyways. She just had to sit back and watch from the outside of the fight.

She was careful to stay away from the fight. She stayed by a store across the street. She assumed this would be enough distance, but apparently it was not the case as someone shoved into her on purpose. Freya considered attack back as the person quickly returned to the main fight, but she decided against it. While she couldn’t shift fully into her Kaiju, she could preform partial shifts; like her hands into claws and such.

Although she’d rather not. Doing so would trigger the implant, which would send the Database her location. And they’d see she was in the main city, outside of the Shifter Slums. And they’d dispatch off to her location, which Freya would rather avoid. She would be in a lot of trouble once they realized she wore no armband, either. The law enforcement could be on their way now, she realized. Once they hear of a fight, they’ll respond sooner or later. Lots of people had phones; Freya looked at all of the watchers, the ‘recorders.’
So for now, Freya stayed back. Just observing, seeing who would win. Or what the outcome would be.

Freya continued on watching the fight. She’d see some outbreaks from time to time in the Shifter Slums. Mostly turf wars, most of which were broken up by Normals but the ones further in the Slums lasted the longest. She’d also seen protests sometimes at the Gates.

She made notes of all of the sides in this situation. And the events that were taking place in the fight. It was only when she heard ‘get down’ did she slightly step to the side a little, but found herself still wanting to watch the fight. Like a moth to a lamp, Freya was the moth and the lamp was the fight.
She was most definitely caught by surprise when another woman crashed into her, and her heartbeat sped up considerably at the sudden bang that she heard at the same time. But each thing was most likely done for a reason; even if it wasn’t clear for Freya. She was so distracted by the fight in itself that she did not pay attention to other events. Freya fell to the ground with her saviour, and at first she didn’t react, like she was stunned. It was appropriate to be anyways.

Then everything came at her at once. She checked her wrists. A sure sign of a partial shift were black veins, but she had none. Law enforcement often checked a Shifter’s wrists to see if they shifted recently. Then, Freya remembered.
She sighed inwardly at her momentary stupidity, realizing she would’ve known right away if she partially shifted. The implant would’ve given her a buzz, a small electric shock to deter her from it. So she was good there. She was alive. Shaken, but alive.

Her thoughts returned to the other woman, the stranger. With a breath, in and out she got up quickly, turning to look at the woman. She looked her over first, and saw no armband.

A Normal. Again, her heart rate rose, but fell steadily back to a normal rate when she realized she wore no armband herself. Most Shifters, aside from the armband, looked relatively human. Without the armband, they could pass very well..given that there were no implant detectors nearby. Nasty machines placed by certain stores, hard to see until you hear the shrill beep.

Deciding not to let another second pass, she bit back on her fears and spoke. “Hello? Thank you..are you alright?”

Freya studied the other woman for a few moments before responding, taking note of her features and visible injuries. She was definitely a different sight in the city - though that was coming from a Shifter who rarely got a taste of the outside world. Outside world being the land outside of the Shifter Slums. Still, the white hair was definitely a peculiar feature that Freya hadn’t seen in most humans.

“Yes,” she started, looking at herself. There were some bruises, maybe even cuts that she might need to check later, but nothing too drastic. “I am good.” Her voice was even toned, maybe even a bit quiet.

Freya looked around the area, then returning gaze to the woman. Though she didn’t make direct eye contact. “What just happened?” She asked. She was aware of the fight, but those past few minutes had gone by so quickly she had no time to process it.

While the woman had stated she was fine, Freya wasn’t very sure of that due to the blood from her nose. Though, there wasn’t too much she could do herself. Freya had little to no medical training - she relied on her natural healing abilities, which even then took time. She just assumed for now there were other people that could help.

Sirens wailed in the distance. They seemed far now, but law enforcement had probably just been notified of the events just occurring.

Freya nods, taking in the information she was given. This was a surprising day..not something she was expecting to happen. She did expect protests, but not of this type. Hedo City was..a lot more than it was spoken about, let’s just say.

“Yes, my injuries are pretty minor, but I’ll take care of them when I get the chance.” Even small injuries could get infected, not that Freya had too much to worry about. They would be probably almost all gone within the next day or two, minus the bruising. She hasn’t heard of the Panthers, but judging by the way this woman speaks about them, they’re a group. A gang, maybe. Freya’s too familiar with those.

At the question, Freya seems to falter a bit. Like she opens her mouth then closes it, before finally answering. “I’m from the slums,” she begins, “Human Slums.” She seems to quickly finish. There were two types of slums out there, the human ones and the Shifter ones. It wasn’t a complete lie - she was from the slums, just not from the species she said she was of.
Freya seemed at glance at the streets, as the sirens in the distance grew ever closer. Another worry came along, the nasty detectors police would sometimes carry to detect implants. That could prove troublesome. She’d just have to follow her own advice again, lay low.

Returning to the current conversation at hand Freya took note of the other person the woman seemed to have some sort of relation to. She wasn’t sure what it exactly was, but that was none of her concern. For now, Freya seemed to look up again.

“My name is Freya, by the way. Freya Bell.” It was an average name. Maybe a bit German in its origins, implying she could have relatives from there.

Freya nodded. “Pleased to make your acquaintance then, Frost.” The nod she gave was slight, kind of like a greeting sort of nod.

Freya glanced around, again. “Something like that. Just seeing where life takes me, I guess.” Which, Freya usually did do that. She liked to see where it took her, though Freya personally preferred routine if possible. Though Freya needed to tread carefully. Most Normals didn’t have good opinions on Shifters, and she needed to be careful who she exposed her identity to. “I’m just trying to make my way back home. It’s not that far, though.” She said.

“The police will be here in a few minutes,” Freya notes off to the side. Maybe two minutes or so. She knew a lot of people, both Shifters and Normals didn’t like to stick around the scene of a fight. Probably within good reasoning, too. Freya had her reasons. And she was sure other people had theirs.