Roleplay:The Nightmare before Christmas

This RP is Free Join

Overview
It's a short time before Christmas and everyone seems to be enjoying the spirit of the holiday. Twilight has accepted an offer made by a man who prefers to conceal his identity to rid him of the curse hiding within. Remaining optimistic despite his hesitance, the Lycalo would  quickly discovered thing will take a devastating turn for the worst as Twilight and Nightmare become separate entities. Without the goodness of Twilight, Nightmare is even more brutal and many times more powerful and this only increases the more he feeds. Can the heroes stand against the oncoming threat, or will the evil now unleashed drench the world in darkness under his brutality.

Rules

 * Follow basic SFW rules


 * No godmodding of any kind whatsoever


 * Please use story format


 * Stick to the plot


 * If users begin to get left behind, I will issue a posting order


 * Keep things PG-13 and censor anything that would be considered higher rated then that


 * Each rule broken counts as a strike and I'll allow 3 before I'm forced to remove the user (which would be most unpreffered, so please don't.)

Participants

 * True Lycalo

Heroes
(Those who wish to put an end to Nightmare and save Twilight) Twilight the Lycalo (Twi)

Neutral
(Those who only wish to survive)

Villains
(Those who wish to control Nightmare for their own personal gain or aid in his destruction)

Prologue
Sky blue eyelids fluttered as a wolfbat hybrid fought to regain consciousness. Everything was a swirling blur of colors and his memory was slowly regaining itself. He was slowly recalling the events that transpired however long ago. Twilight the Lycalo had spent his morning visiting various stores for Christmas gifts for his friends and fiancé. Next thing he knew a tall hooded figure wearing an overcoat was attempting to get his attention. Being the curious individual he was, he approached cautiously. The figure was a man in his late 30's who claimed to know of the curse the Lycalo held within him. This had sparked the wolfbat's interested immensely and was more than willing to listen to his words. The man started off by saying it was necessary to conceal his appearance, then went on to state he had a cure for Twilight and asked if he was interested. After much thinking, the hybrid nodded his head. The last thing he remembered was hearing an apology, then something being pressed to his white furred muzzle, where his body lost feeling and his mind went blank.

And now here he was, in what appeared to be a laboratory, but where was completely unknown. Not much was able to be seen with the blinding light gleaming on him. He had felt his limbs regain their feeling, but couldn't move them. Upon inspecting his location, he was lying on a hospital bed that was positioned somewhat diagonally. His wrists, ankles and even his forehead were bonded by metal braces. Given his claustrophobia, not being able to move hardly placed his mind in a state of panic and began to struggle  to get free.

“Ease yourself, Twilight.” Came a voice, the same thick German accent he spoke with before. The familiar hooded figure stood beside the wolfbat and seemed to have been waiting for him to awake. This time wearing a white lab coat and black slacks.

“Where am I…? And… what time is it for that matter?” Twilight replied with fear drenching his tone. While his location wasn’t an issue, he desperately wanted to get back home. Allowing the curse to unleash itself through lunar energy was never in his agenda. He began thrashing about in his restraints but to no avail.

“Patience, young wolfbat. We must induce the transformation before my procedure can begin.” The man replied. This didn’t exactly help Twilight with his current state of mind.

“N-not a good idea. I don’t think you know what you’re dealing with.”

The man was calm beyond reason and examined a small silver watch on his wrist.

“Ah, but I do. I’ve been watching you for some time. It’ll be any second now.” He stated, departing from the room before a reply could be given. During his absence, Twilight felt the inner darkness nearing its time. It was this point he decided to just accept things and hope everything turns out for the better. The increasing dark purple aura beginning to surround him wasn’t even a worry. It was at this moment the male figure returned, now equipped with a syringe filled with a glowing red substance. He stood close by, watching the Lycalo painfully transform into his monstrous alter ego. Before long, he watched in awe as the shaggy, black furred beast replaced the sky blue wolfbat, not even deterred by the impressive fangs and razor sharp teeth snapping at him. He stared Nightmare dead into his empty, soulless red eyes like he would stare at anyone else. He was truly fascinated with what he had witnessed, but the straining of the shackles reminded him he needed to act quickly. He plunged the needle with great force into the cursed Lycalo’s heart and injected him with the serum. Nightmare was able to send the man flying against the wall beside him with a swift and deadly backhand before his body froze up and his eyes became solid yellow. The gentleman left a small indent on the metal interior of the room as well as a streak of blood before his limp body fell to the ground.

Something phenomenal happened to the Lycalo at this point. His body was shrouded in a blinding white light, the same light that shows Twilight is moments away from restoring to normal. This instance was strange however as the cyan hybrid was tossed on to the ground in front of the chair while the light continued to fill the room. He got to his feet, shielding his eyes from the intensity. For a moment, he thought the mad doctor accomplished his goal, but he was wrong to an extent as he'd soon find out. Once the light subsided, Twilight looked with horror as the living nightmare remained in the chair, his body still with eyes closed and smoke surfacing from his body. His attention was brought to the anonymous male, but before he can seek out care for him, a sound filled his heart with terror. He slowly fixed his eyes back on the monster, only to see the glowing crimson eyes glaring with deep intensity and his fangs exposed and ready to sink into his flesh. What troubled him more was that the restraints were no match for Nightmare’s incredible strength and within seconds, he was free and standing high above his counterpart. With fear crippling him, Twilight fell victim to the onslaught of claws and teeth. Moments passed and the brute hoisted the helpless wolfbat by his throat and seemed to have the intentions of finishing him off. But something strange occurred. Despite having little intelligence to speak of, it seemed Nightmare was aware he was formally a part of this pathetic creature. For imprisoning him after all this time, death was far less than what he desired for the Lycalo. As such, he dropped the lifeless form to the ground, opting to make him suffer beyond reason. Leaving the 2 where they were, Nightmare departed the facility, which was a seemingly abandoned structure on the outer reaches of Station Square. Once the vile being of darkness was met with the open air of the winter evening, he let out a high pitched howl that could be heard for miles. It was his way of letting the world know he was forever unrestricted and was more than ready to express his freedom.

Part 1
(Will start once enough paricipants have joined)