Quicksilver is interesting to say the least. It was made when one of the first teleporters was being developed. in a test that went horribly wrong a silver wire melted and dripped into the demolecularization zone on the machine and mixed with the molecular make up of a rabbit scientists were attempting to transport. When the smoke cleared a liquid blob of silver dripped out of the containment area and puddled against the ground. When the first gloved scientist touched the liquid they assumed was mercury he was surprised to find it make it's way up his arm before falling away, with it came the doctor's arm.
In shock the scientist began to scramble, a security team moving in to deal with the deadly pool of metals as it began breaking the scientist down. Several shots filled the air before the puddle fell against the ground and pooled. After a few minutes the bullets that had been fired into it pushed back out and floated on its surface before it stretched for the security team as well.
Choked screams filled the air as Silver absorbed the new mass and began looking for more. A door to the lab opened as a white bunny stepped out in a lab coat before walking for the exit. This was the day QuickSilver was born.
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Ongoing RP's
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FireGryph Reverse digested and reformed as silver
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Friends
FireGryph
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Prey List
This isn't going to be one of those "See how much I eat" things I juts feel like keeping track of it so I don't forget who I've rp'd with.
FireGryph x1 Reverse Digested (HV)
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>>Note about RPing with me and my alts<<
No.1 I am busy on occasion and if I have to I may drop an rp to do something with my family. Shit happens. Don't assume I hate you or I don't want to rp with you because I will tell you if I have to leave and quite simply it means I have a life.
No.2 I'm fond of characters that aren't precocious little things that want to beat around the bush for hours and hours. If you wanna rp vore with a character, tell me and get on with it.
No.3 About situational rps. If you want a specific scene make something good you know? Be descriptive and for god sakes if I see first person like "I do this" or "it makes me feel like" I will warn you once then drop you.
No.4 Don't stalk an alt. Don't just camp out and ask me if I want to rp all night as it does get old. If I don't want to rp and I tell you I don't want to rp it means I either don't have the time, am in an rp on another character, or I am flat out busy.
No.5 Break any of these lil guidelines and I will ignore you, period.
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A more detailed history
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The Accident
“I really hope this one works out.” A dark furred feline said as he set a small white rabbit into a glass containment area.
“Why wouldn’t it? We modulated the frequencies and changed the reconstruction sequences. This will work this time Jim.” a grey furred wolf nearby said quietly. Her paw pads glided across the surface of the panel in front of her, the lights inside flickering on as the machine geared up.
“I know Sal but you know as well as I do we can’t come up empty handed again.” The feline said. Jim, the feline by the containment unit, locked the seal to ensure nothing entered the cylinder as the systems kicked online.
“Clear the area. All personnel behind the viewing shields, the test will commence in T-minus 15 seconds.” An automated voice barked overhead. As Jim moved behind the shield he noticed something off about the cylinder. From the top a silvery substance began to drip down onto the rabbit which began frantically clawing at the cylinder’s glass wall.
“Shut it down one of the wires must have melted.” Jim yelled over the sounds of the machines.
“It’s in the final stages we can’t abort it now.” Sally called back.
“Shit.” Jim cursed as he watched with anticipation. There was no telling what could happen at this point. The previous tests in which the target zone had been contaminated had ended in subject mutilation. As he watched he couldn’t help but think of how odd this subject might exit as.
“T-minus, 5…4…3…2…”
At the last number the machines’ whirring reached its climax before the bunny disappeared. Several second passed before the other cylinder flashed white. The cool down sequence activated for the machines letting steam fill the room while the other scientist collected their data. Jim meanwhile snapped a hazard suit on. A yellow strobe light bathed the steam-filled room in an eerie glow as the automated voice droned overhead. “Subject contaminated, all personnel use caution when approaching containment zone.” It buzzed before falling silent.
Jim waited a few moments before opening the airlock and walking out into the steamy room. As he neared the cylinder he was surprised to see a rabbit’s shape in the glass holding area. He hit the button opening the cylinder before he realized something was wrong. The rabbit figure he had seen melted in front of him, pooling onto the ground as the steam cleared. The pooling liquid that seeped out onto the floor had a metallic shine to it. Jim sighed and reached for the button on the machine labeled biohazard.
The pool on the ground shuddered as it watched the hand hovering over its surface. It remembered the shape of hands always petting it and that felt so nice before. It reached out for the hand and brushed against the hand with a light shudder. Jim’s eyes widened as the pool moved for his hand. He felt it push lightly against his suit. Out of curiosity he pushed his paw into the puddle when it retreated and was amazed to see the liquid metal climb over his hand and envelope it.
Jim felt the liquid against his fur and began to panic as the substance made its way up his arm. With a panicked cry he shook his arm violently. The steam had mostly cleared and from the window Sally could clearly see her colleague’s arm being claimed by the metal. When the metal had reached Jim’s shoulder it stopped and shuddered while the feline calmed a bit. He brought his arm in front of him and flexed his fingers finding the silver liquid moved with it. All at once the silver fell away and to the feline’s horror his arm was no longer there.
As his screams filled the intercom the biohazard team retreated behind the shield. As an armed team moved in the puddle began to claim the feline’s legs. It was unsure why the cat seemed so uncomfortable it was enjoying itself. The armed team watched for a moment as the puddle claimed the feline completely. When the considerably larger puddle fell flat against the tiled floor the team was given the order to fire. The room filled with the sound of gunshots as the silver finished processing the information from its prey.
He understood now why the feline seemed distressed. His surface shifted before several used slugs floated to the surface. He needed a way out of here but for some reason he couldn’t resist moving towards the armed guards. He found something about what he had done to the feline calming. He was welcomed, however, by another reign of bullets to his surface. Instead of rejecting them this time he absorbed the small metal masses and continued advancing.
In the research room Sally watched as one by one the guards were claimed by the shimmering puddle. She backed into a corner as another guard’s mouth overflowed with silver, a quiet whine leaving her muzzle. A few moments later the last screams died out, the door creaked open. A white rabbit wearing a lab coat stepped into the room and looked at Sally. “Who…..who are you?” Sally asked as her ears splayed.
The rabbit’s face shifted a bit, displaying a silvered face instead before he responded. “You can call me…Silver.” The rabbit said before reaching for Sally. The wolf’s eyes clenched shut as the bunny reached for her only to reopen them a moment later. Silver stood at the door dangling the wolf’s ID badge. “Sorry Sal.” The rabbit said with a small smile before walking out of the lab. As Silver made his way out of the facility he grinned. “What should I do next.” He mumbled softly as he stepped into the sunlight again.
