Numbers

[Babydoll Animis]

In this world furs are categorized by numbers 1-10. This Number system determines how attractive you look as well as your physique. Theses numbers appear as a scar on your hand. It is possible to have your number changed but only for temporary moments, this action of changing however is typically illegal, the ones who do this are called Ingraters. It changes how you look wether you lower or raise your number. People with higher numbers tend to live more extravagant lives. Also numbers are grouped and typically live in different sections of cities the are separated by large walls with guards at the only entrance through each wall. The sections are 1-4 which is slums and ghettos. 5-7 are mide class and normal living. 8-10 Is mansions and villas and luxury
There is one other number system on the back of the neck that also determines what kind of abilities you can use. This will be 1-3. the only thing this affects is what type of school you will attend if you do go to school.
For his category you kind of have to pay attention.
1- telepathic and psychokenetic abilities
2- Super physical abilities. (super strength, speed, pain endurance etc.)
3- Chameleon like invisibility and  they can use whatever weapon they pick up without training
alright now then all i have to do is think of who i wanana be in this.... obviously im not really good with being the director or whatever... one of you guys can take the Director or peacekeeper or whatever you call it of the city.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((You call it god - and it will be me! Haha no, okay. I'm with Aaron, but I'm gonna mess with him a bit - I'm not sure if I like him stuck up and polite or openly arrogant.
Looks: 8
Skill: 2 suits best, plus he knows his martial arts and knife skills given to him by Master Cross - Enigir)))

[Babydoll Animis]

(kinda seems like you are the onlyone wanting to participate...))))

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((Who cares? It's a cool idea. I usually go to my 'participated' section and don't roll around the forums so I saw this just awhile ago. What are your numbers? Oh and can high access members go to low access areas and back or are all caged entirely? - Gir)))

[Babydoll Animis]

(((oh right...
number:6
i am an Ex-Ingrater
secondary number: 1 because psychokenisis ftw
and yes all are totally separatd... for reasons such as robbery and power abuse.)))

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((Well that'll make meet-ups hard for out characters...it's a new RP so is there an existing familiarity between the guys or another first meet?)))

     Aaron glared at the sparkling bin in the incredibly clean park in the high society sector of the city. It felt like a certain city from a certain game he played. He hated both places.
     The bin was a sham. It didn't hold rubbish; it was an incinerator. It was designed with cleanliness, functionality and mainly aesthetics in mind. He hated it. He hated the pretty little world he lived in. He hated the pretty little people that strolled past.
     "Careful, young man," a snooty old ten lady sneered. "Keep glowering like that and you'll be down classed. And...you're just barely here."
     "Why pay so much attention to an eight, woman? Go live your life. If they catch me looking like this then maybe I'll ingrate some sense into this vile cage you wretches all call home." Aaron glowered.
     "Well I never!" The old ten replied.
     "Never what? Never thought about his society is messing with our freedom? Never considered the lives behind all these faces we never see? Never thought if anything but yourself? No. I imagine you haven't."
     "I am in half a mind to report you!" She snapped.
     "Just try. My master's the old Cross and my granny's Lucil Blade."
     The old woman jumped and scoffed before walking away. Aaron sunk in his seat and glared harder at the trash can.

[Babydoll Animis]

(((oh dont worry they will meet... i never said it was completely impossible to meet now did i??? well maybe i did... oh whatever its my RP i can change the rules!!!!)))


Animus looked to the sky and wondered about life on the other sides of the walls, his suburban area was littered with thousands upon thousands of exact copies of the same home, all only had a single number and letter labelling them. if you didnt pay attention you ight end up in someone else's house. He thoughtit wouldnt be too hard to change his number, maybe h could find a way across the walls and see what life was like elsewhere. but he gave up that long ago. he sighed and looked down the road normal trash bins... and normal looking people.Nothing changed. he heard kids playing nearby and noticed on a nearby post a small flier, he was 19... nearly out of Psi Academy so what would a party hurt to indulge himself... meet a few guys or girls... thats when he saw it... the colorful sheet of paper hiding under the boring flier. 'NUMBER MEETUP, WHOEVER FINDS THIS IS LUCKY' was spelled in clippings of different letters and characters at the bottom was a small stub sayinf free admition and a number on the corner, 'text IM IN'
Animus thought for a moment then shoved the par into his pocket... it was a scam... it couldnt be true.
Yet he had an inkling that it may be true.
He turned away from the post and tended to his house chores.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     Aaron stood and sighed. He wanted a coffee from the store. He made to the clean place and stopped to stare at a movie poster. There was a scrap letter note on one corner - and it looked like the photographer has been paid to include it. Aaron took out his phone. He was sick of this life. He was...in.
     +I'M IN+ he texted.
     *Send.*

[Babydoll Animis]

Animus thought for a while and decided why the heck not. he pulled out his phone and texted the necessary things
a reply came back to both of the furs' phones
+Congrats! You get the lucky chance to meet furs you never thought youd even get a passing glance with! Our meetup will be at a great venue, music, refreshments, lasers,. We all call it The Rave! All you must do is enter in yor mailing box number and we will send you instructions as well as a little special something else! oh and do keep this secret,this type of meet up isnt exactly allowed!+

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     Aaron checked his phone as he walked out with a fistful of chocolate and sipping at Dare espresso iced coffee. He followed his next instruction and continued along his slightly merrier way. He wondered what this Rave would be - some party or a chance to devastate society. Either way it seemed fun. Maybe he could learn to Ingrate. He grinned savagely. If his master or family caught on to this he'd die.

[Babydoll Animis]

Animus entered in the onfo with doubt but still sent itLater in the day Animus heard a ringing at his door then a car revved away before Animus even caught a glimpse at the vehicle, he walked to his mail box and peeked inside, a plain looking cardboard box lay iside, Animus looked around then took the box inside, he opened it excitedly, a black glove and a sheet of paper were inside, he set the glove aside and opened the paper, it read 'You ready or the party of a lifetime? all you gotta do is follow a few rules and directions and youll be part of it! Lets start off with your special prize, this glove must be worn at all tims while involving yourself in Rave. Why you ask? well it's quite simple, noone can snitch if they dont even know the number they have! although the looks may give it away... which is why... well ill let you figure it out. Okay directions!
step 1! Put on the glove!' Animus read it closely then looked to the glove, he slowly fit it over his scarred hand, it began to tingle a bit
'step 2! you feel the tingle right? good!! this tingle senstion tell you how close you are to the Rave! the bigger the tingle the closer you must be!!!
Now that that is done with lets discuss a few more rules
Never reveal your number
Never give someone your real name
Do not remove the glove
Have fun!
oh and rules are optional... just remember its you you are putting in danger i doing so.' Animus sat back and huffed, "well... i guess ive come this far...."

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     "This is so stupid." Aaron said as the glove messed with his sense of touch, one day later. He ripped the paper up and ate every piece, not trusting the fancy trash cans that occasionally thanked one for 'one's contribution to society'.
     Aaron considered how much he believed the damn things had internal scanners as he walked past the wall guards - aided by the tingle. He flashed the glove.
     "Advanced Courier. Delivering to Mid-Town Control." Aaron said that without waver in his voice - he lied like a class A Blade. He was given an airy wave and with that he proceeded into the middle class area.
     Thank god his family
And master had taught him how to lie.
     And thank god society was so, so stupid.

[Babydoll Animis]

Animus left the house to take a nice walk through the town, he had shoved the glove into his back pocket, "please let me see something different" he wished

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     Aaron glanced at the blue wolf as he passed along the streets of mid town. What was that guy? A five? God, being an right really made him stand out. He kept with the courier lie as long as he was away from his false destination. He bumped into the blue wolf as it made to cross the street.
     "Advanced Courier for Mid-Control. My apologies." Aaron said with his silky voice before making to move on. His hand was no less tingly than before. Whee was this Rave?

[Babydoll Animis]

The blue wolf pushed the fox into a alley way quickly and placed his paw over his mouth. "what the heck is an eight like you doing here!? do you wanna be killed? Youre part of the Rave too so dont go waving that thing around pretending to be a bogus official!!!!" He sighed and fell back against the opposite wall, "listen... you need to go back... but first just to be safe i need to make you a lower number... that means sneaking to my house... great"