User blog:Affectos/Minor RP: The Beast Inside

I know that there currently is a RP going, but since it's hit a slow spot, I'm taking a bit of initative and starting a small one as an origin for Felix. Trying to keep it short and sweet, so I don't need everyone dipping their toes in. Also yes, I will be running it personally.

The Beast Inside:
"It's your turn to handle the croquet mallet." Tyler says as he followed Nikki into Leena's office, "I moved it last week since you were at work.  It's your turn this time."

Nikki dropped herself into a office chair and cracked open her laptop, "I never said I wasn't going to do it, I just said that I wasn't going to do it now."

Shaking his head, Tyler myandered to his cot as Leena walked in with a tray of cinnamon rolls, "Good, you're here.  I have a mission for the two of you." Setting the plate down, she picked up the iPad as the consultants grabbed a gooey roll.

"Speaking of missions," Nikki asked swallowing a bite, "Where are Matt and Bri?"

Setting the iPad down, she shrugged, "They're in Saxony, German after a magentic artifact.  On the other hand, I'm sending you to Pittsburg, namely Anthrocon."

"Anthrocon?" Tyler asked, "Isn't that where Furries meet yearly?  What could go wrong there?"

Leena flicked through some images on screen, "We have reports of hyper-realistic fursuits...and the people are claiming that they're not real suits."

Nikki raised an eyebrow as she finished, "Furries?  Aren't they sex-obsessed people who want to be animals?"

Tyler shot a glare at her, "Really?  There's more to it than that.  They...well..." Nikki gave him a look, "There's more to it, okay?"

Leena, not taking sides, handed out the tickets, "Your plane leaves at noon."

Outside the Convention hall, Nikki looked at him, "I'm not seeing much more to these furries...from all that I've seen, it's rather messed up to me."

Tyler shook his head, "It's not that messed up...just give it a chance."

Walking in, they found themselves amoung the throngs of people of all ages wearing all kinds of manner of outfits ranging from collars, ears, tails, and complete fursuits. They had arrange a meeting with one of the affected victims in a unused conference room.

Entering the room, Tyler saw a anthromorphic male panther in a violet hoodie pulled up over his head and wearing a pair of acid wash slacks. While it looked okay at first glance, some seemed off on closer inspection.

"Tyler Lepido," Tyler extended a hand to him, "Historical Artifact Recovery Personnal.  We caught wind of the case and thought a historical artifact was involved."

The guy gave him weird look as he took Tyler's hand in his paw, "Joey Sweet.  So, you think there some crazy juju involved with this?" he refered to his skin.

Tyler shifted back and forth, "Something like that...anyway, what exactly did happen?" Tyler still couldn't get over the paw...

Joey shrugged as he leaned against the wall, "I'm only here since my girlfriend runs a booth here.  I'm not into this thing at all.  I was heading to her booth when I felt a tug at my butt.  When I show up, she comments on my fursuit, but I know I wasn't wearing one...until I saw that I had a paw, a freakin' PAW!  Do you know what that was like?"

Nikki, at the back of the room, shook her head, "I can't imagine." Walking up to Tyler, she asked, "Tyler, do you mind if I go talk to the head of this place, maybe he can shed some light on the situation."

Tyler shrugged as she walked out. Joey gave Tyler a look, "What's her problem?"

"She has...certian ideas on what Furries are." Tyle explained, "Anyway, have you been in contact with anything old or unusual recently?  Have you smelled fudge in the last few hours?"

"Fudge?  What does that have to do with THIS?" Joey asked.

Tyler shook his head, "Nothing..."

An hour later...

Meeting back up in the main floor space, Nikki and Tyler met up to compare notes.

"Other than getting laid every night, Joey want out of his panther body." Tyler said as he went over his notes, "He has no clue what the hell happened to him.  What do you have?"

Nikki shook her head, "Samuel Conway has nothing.  Other than five other cases of the same sypmtoms, we have no leads whatsoever.  Look do you have anything from your origin sourcing?"

Tyler shrugged, "Fur.  Lots and lots of fur." As he sighed, he felt a tug at the base of his spine. Looking behind him, he didn't see anything, but as he looked up, he saw Nikki...but as a voluptous vixen.

"What the hell happened to you and why do you look like a fox?" Tyler hissed beneath his breath.

Nikki snipped back, "You tell me Leo!" Looking down at his hands, he saw that he had a pair of yellow paws. Looking up, he found his vision obscured by a mane of gold...a literal mane. He was a lion/human...and he had been affected....