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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 12:39 PM | Message # 1 |
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| They call it overpopulation. But that just isn’t what it is. It is only that everyone who cannot live in the Diamond Houses, live upon the streets. We…are coal. We are the workers. We fuel those, who sit in their perfect houses. We work, supplying them with their…their… curios! We are the ones who put their toys together, their robots; we make their food; we, the ones who crowd the streets after work to salvage a spot underneath an awning to sleep, the ones who make the label “overpopulation”, because we cannot live in shops or own houses, unless we’ve contributed to ‘society’; unless we’ve contributed to the Diamonds. We are the ones who get up before the sun does to trudge into factories to make the inventions Diamonds created. We are the ones who make Diamonds, Diamonds.
Excuse me…sorry…you caught me mid-rant. I didn’t mean to get so worked up so quickly. Um…let me introduce myself, my name is John. This…is Diamond City. Over there, way over there, you see those pristine buildings? Golden streets? Yeah, that’s why it’s called Diamond City. It’s where…the Diamonds live.
Please hold your questions til the end, though, please.
Now, if you widen your view, to the surrounding vicinity of the Diamond District…you’ll find yourself, in the real Diamond City. This…is where the workers are. This is where the factories churn out all the technologies of today, the laser guns, the flying cars, the robots, all our fancy gizmos and gadgets are produced here, right here in our Diamond City. Upon observation, can anyone tell me what you see? Yes, you there? … Perfect, that is absolutely right!
There are no houses in the Worker’s District. Here’s a lollipop. Sorry it’s dirty, it’s all we got. Anyways, yes, the Worker’s District is made of only factories and streets. If you’ll turn your attention to this map here, you will see a more…flat observation of our Dear Diamond City. There are two large color differences here you see, the gold section would be your Diamond District, and the gray…is the Worker’s District. Is everyone following? Good. Now, as I touch the Worker’s District, you see that it is subdivided into even more regions, labeled now with numbers. There are six. We have food, textile, weaponry, odds and ends, farming and…well…six is just a region we don’t talk about. … Why? Oh…you’ll find out if you are assigned there.
Oh…they haven’t told you about assignments yet. They haven’t told you anything? Oh dear…well…this is quite…bad. Go ahead and sit down kids. Ugh…well. You, my children, are…the next batch of workers. You have been raised and trained in…the profession our leaders expect you to work. You will be receiving your placements within a few days, and within the week you will be placed on your street. You see…
As…the Diamonds have claimed a world Overpopulation, humans are now bred…and raised, like dogs. Of course, Diamonds can have children freely without fear of their children being taken, but I will say this now. Do not fall in love, it will…only bring death. Death and destruction. Fear love, LOATHE LOVE! … I am sorry…I believe…that…your history lesson…is finished. Goodbye kids.
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John had said six was just a reason they didn’t talk about. There was a reason for that. There was a reason when the number six was inked into your wrist, your name was forgotten, you disappeared like a leaf on a windy day. When you became a six…you became a nobody. The only reason you existed was to serve. Your name was six. It does not matter anymore, nothing matters except to serve, and be silent. You should be grateful to be a six, you are kept healthy, you are fed and you have a bed to sleep on is what they say, but that is because they do not live the life of a six. I am a six. To serve, is my life.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 12:59 PM | Message # 2 |
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| Name: Crent
Age: 19
Gender: M
Apperance: A dirty blond shaved head, pale skin from lack of sunlight, black jeans with a hole on its knee, a neckless with a red crystal for a pendent(A real red crystal), a white tank top with a black jacket so he meets saftey protacal, piercing red eyes.
Personality: He's the model worker, he does what he has to do even if he doesn't like his job. He can't stand his co workers so friends are out of the picture much less any assemblence of a romance
Number: 3 (Weapons)
Bio: Abandoned when he was a child by the Diamonds because he was a mistake of passion. He's been alone all his life, because of that he was branded a number. Number 3, weapons...all he makes day in and day out is weapons. Truthfully, his work is the only thing that brings him joy.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 1:05 PM | Message # 3 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Well...he can't be a child of the Diamonds, sorry. If he was a mistake of passion, doesn't matter who, he would've been aborted. They are not above anything really, as long as it helps their image. And don't forget, everyone, unless stated otherwise (which means 1, kinda 5, and 6) live on the streets. Rarely will someone see a bath. They scrape dirt off themselves to preserve looking clean.)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 1:15 PM | Message # 4 |
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| (Well..besides that fact...am I accepted?)
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 1:17 PM | Message # 5 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Yeah)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 1:20 PM | Message # 6 |
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| (okay,I'm gonna wait this time instead of posting like I usually do)
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 1:22 PM | Message # 7 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Please do)
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| Creation100 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 2:12 PM | Message # 8 |
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| Character Sheet:
Name: May
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: May carries a scare on her check from her first husbandry job with animals. The two oxen were put down before wrecking the fences. Her brown hair is kept restricted back with a single black band; even with the band her hair usually contains grass or mud. Being 6'3 she doesn't get much trouble. Her job keeps her pretty slender, though buff too!
Clothing: May has a single set of clothing if it could be called a set anyhow. She wears a brown shirt so that the dust and mud sort of blends in with the color. Along with a undergarment she wears black trousers. She found a blue stone outside on the field so she made the rock into a necklace with a leather strip.
Personality: May is friendly, diligent, and optimistic. While even on a dark day May finds a way to turn into a bright smile though she isn't much on conversation, unless you're one of the animals.
Number: Five, lives life day by day on the fields caretaking the animals with co-help from other fives.
Bio: From birth til age nine, I was raised in captivity, doing what I was told and being taught what I needed to know. After that is when my story begins! >=D
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 4:01 PM | Message # 9 |
 A bored admin
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| (AHA!! I VIN!!!!!! err...I meant I'm doing my cs.)
(Lauren, dictators are dictating...XD)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 4:03 PM | Message # 10 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (You need to make a number to you know :P )
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 4:13 PM | Message # 11 |
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A bored admin
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| (I figured. :))
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 5:18 PM | Message # 12 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Where's your CS girl??)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 5:31 PM | Message # 13 |
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A bored admin
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| (On a word document. I'm not as satisfied with it right now. So I will post it when I get home from a friends house.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 5:33 PM | Message # 14 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Okay)
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| Sunkern | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 7:52 PM | Message # 15 |
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| Name: Kennen Marobela
Age: 18
Gender: M
Appearance: http://imgur.com/BtCmX
Personality:
Number: Five
Bio: When he was released, he was very obedient and listening to what to do when farming, because it seemed so fun at the time. After being indoors in "captivity" for 9 years, what's better then being outside in nature, and also working with it? He was alot better than the rest of his group in the beginning, he could plant seeds faster, and sometimes his plants would even grow faster. But as everyone aged, he just did everything with his fellow farmers at the same pace, just making him another bland worker.
(Is there anything you based this off of? With the humans being raised it reminds me of house of the scorpion and then everything else off the hunger games)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 8:11 PM | Message # 16 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Everything is similar to something, no, I was just dumping my thoughts on my page. Just no weapon. Yeah, I realized it was similar to the Hunger Games but I tried to differ it as best I could)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 8:36 PM | Message # 17 |
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Colonel general
Group: Users
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| (Ah ok.)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 18.August.12, 11:49 PM | Message # 18 |
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| Character Sheet:
Name: Crystal liens
Age: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: http://X-Arielle.deviantart.com/art....ffset=0 (2nd girl)
Personality: You never know under the bright smile she has on.
Number: four
Bio: Always had a somewhat better childhood and the fact that she likes to build things. Her eldest brother was a six and her second eldest sister was a two who was killed after a week of working.
(Tired.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 0:25 AM | Message # 19 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (What happened?)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 0:38 AM | Message # 20 |
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Colonel general
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| (Can we start in the morning? c:)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 0:40 AM | Message # 21 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
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| (Yeah, that's what I was planning)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 0:56 AM | Message # 22 |
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Colonel general
Group: Users
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| (Yay.)
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 11:54 AM | Message # 23 |
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A bored admin
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| (Lets just say 5 hours of nonstop Mario galaxy 2 gives people a headache.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 2:33 PM | Message # 24 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (You made me wait for you D: For Super Mario Galaxy??? Gah, you suck. I'm going to go drive around in the rain.)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 19.August.12, 4:48 PM | Message # 25 |
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A bored admin
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| (I couldn't say no to my friend's invite over.)
It's time.
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