Warring Races

*he smiles and falls back* "ow"

are you okay

"yep" *he thinks to himself then says* "is it just me or is it finally Quiet"

yeah it is quiet no fighting or anything

*he smiles and puts his hands under his head*

*a small explosion occurs near the gas station, shadow stands in the crater confused*
shadow:.........*looks around*

finally we can relax

*shadow falls to the ground as his body begins to mutate violently*

*yawns and hums again*

*shadows body glows as the mutation process nears completion, at the end shadow is completly transformed*

Name: 115
waht you are: hybrid
Side: ???
Weapons (two,a nd lets nto go overbaord excludes claws and fangs.): none
bio: do to the properties of element 115, shadow under went mutation to become new breed of the hybrid species.
pic/description(optional): http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/3415/demoncutoutcopy1lh.jpg

((um wow))

*dozes*

((hey dont judge))
*gets up and makes a deafening roar*

((lol I'm not ))

*hears the roar in the distance*

((sure ur not))
*dashes off into the wilderness*

((I'm not))
so much for quiet

((ok))
*ripping through the trees towards hybrid territory*

((so whats up))

*sighs*

((nothing))
*jumps high into the air and lands in the hybrid territory*

*looks around*

((um okay ))

*the land is abandoned*