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The Forgotten Ones
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 05.October.12, 10:40 PM | Message # 1 |
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| Siblings are wonderful and helpful, right? Yeah...no. Older siblings from the medieval period always gets the power, the rank, the wealth, everything. Being second gave you nothing except for a big mansion and a taste of being arrogant. Bit by bit, we were not seen as kids to spend money on. Family by family, each of us were killed or poisoned by our own family ones. However relief came, but it wasn't enough. With all sorts of new scientific advancements, the wealthiest discussed the potential of new enhancements: Powers.
Unfortunately, both the government and the science department agreed to the testing of making a superhuman that could change the world. They needed humans and our family supplied them us. We weren't needed. We were just a piece of useless meat that could contaminate our older brother/sister. The government changed everything about us from our birth certificate to other legal documents until we were kids without families.
We begged not to be sent off, but with our patriarchal system, there was no arguing. We were sent off at the young age of 11 and was never to be seen for a couple of years. What happened in there was indescribable. Out of the 1000 kids that were sent, less than half died from the extreme conditions that none of us were used to. After the couple of years, only ten of us were left that had stayed in the light. Others have been swayed for the darkness and now works for the scientists. We emerged as people that have "superior" traits. However we successfully rebelled and ditched the lab, knowing full well that the government will not stop at anything to have us in their clutches.
We all have a reason on the government, but most of us formed a group with a motto.
Change the government and let us be accepted as an equal human being, with or without wealth.
RULES:
1. Romance will be ZILCH until I say so.
2. Your character must be 17+.
3. Be realistic.
4. I'm dictator here.
5. There will be betrayals, traps, and what not. We'll be caught if not careful.
6. Refer to #3 at all times.
7. Few people will have to have 2+ characters.
Cs:
Forgotten Ones
Name:
Age:
Appearance: (modern clothes but be reasonable since you are on the run unless it's the dark side)
Items: (no money or any expensive items unless it's the dark side.)
Personality: (torture= change of personality unless it's the people in the dark side)
Light or Dark: (no in between)
Power: (no elements allowed or any big ones.)
Bio: (Must have a rich family and some sort of older sibling/s, reason for light/dark side)
Other:
Government Officials/ Scientist/ Soldiers/ Guards
Name:
Age: (30+)
Appearance: (be considerate)
Personality: (must have: twisted, ugly, mean, personality)
Position: (be reasonable. for a high position you would be older...unless exceptions occur which is not much.)
Weapons: (not too deadly, mandatory tranquilizers, max. 3)
Items: (YOU ARE RICH!! max. 3)
Bio: (why you take this job)
Other:
Note: This is mostly a combo of books squashed together.
Note: I took some time on this.
Note: I'm hungry.
It's time.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 30.October.12, 10:57 PM | Message # 451 |
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| (sssssiiiiiiigggggghhhhh so many problems.)
Liz
I frowned. "I don't want to do that to her."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 30.October.12, 11:07 PM | Message # 452 |
 The Reaper of Threads
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| (like? Pm/email?)
Umbra
"Do you want to leave?"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 30.October.12, 11:24 PM | Message # 453 |
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| Liz
I sighed. "I guess so. " I ripped a strip of my shirt and started binding Moon. 
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 31.October.12, 0:18 AM | Message # 454 |
 Commander
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| Dagan:
I caught up to her and said "Liz, I can just carry her.."
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 31.October.12, 1:36 AM | Message # 455 |
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| Liz
"she wouldn't appreciate it. I understand her better." I bit my tongue from saying other harsher words.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: We, 31.October.12, 3:35 PM | Message # 456 |
 Commander
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| Name: Jack
Age: 15
Appearance: 5'10", extremely skinny, dark brown hair, blood red eyes, Extremely pale Caucasian skin tone, Black combat boots, Blood-stained white jeans, Blood-stained white short-sleeve T-shirt, black leather fingerless gloves, Crimson cloak w/ hood (The cloak looks as though claws were tearing through it.), White Ballistic mask
Items: A Short sword that is strapped to his back, The short sword has an Ivory hilt and a blood runner running down the center of the blade.
Personality: Batshit Insane, curious, joyful, Childish, Facination with the blood of other, Hyper, Intelligent but normally to preoccupied to show it, Straight Forward.
Light or Dark: Light?
Power: Blood control.
Bio: Jack was part of a wealthy family that just simply didn't want another child. They raised him to the age of 8 then they shipped him off to the facility. Once at the facility, no one there expected him to live the various tests but when the tests first started he seemed to deal with it in stride, but after about 3 years later he started laughing as they stabbed into him, and as he laughed the blood they drew from him started to boil and the scientists and guards in the room started screaming bloody murder as blood poured out of every hole in their bodies. Right after the incident Jack managed to escape his chair and walked over to the bodies and with each step he took the blood rose and started falling like rain around him as he spun and danced. The result never seemed to be able to resurface no matter what sort of stimulant they gave him, Jack was able to cause one person's blood to boil and, in turn, cook the person alive. Jack once even was able to cause the blood to tear out of a person's body and cut through their skull. After each of those times he became extremely exuasted and lied down on the ground and fell asleep. Occasionally when Jack sleeps he sleep talks and seems to be talking to an imaginary figure that he call Mother. When asked about this he says that she's the one who wants the nectar of the people. When the break-out happened Jack killed a few dozens guards while leaving and obtained a sword from a training sword.
Other: Jack wants to look up to a motherly figure since he never had one, hence the Idle precense of the one he calls "Mother". He is also very susciptible to orders due to his childish mentality.
Persona Non Grata
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 31.October.12, 6:20 PM | Message # 457 |
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| (...ummm I guess sure. Just don't..well you know the rules.)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 5:52 PM | Message # 458 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (POST PLZ)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 6:15 PM | Message # 459 |
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A bored admin
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| (I did!)
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 7:02 PM | Message # 460 |
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| Dagan :
I sighed "Okay than"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 7:48 PM | Message # 461 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| (Welll I can't do anything :P)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 9:02 PM | Message # 462 |
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| Liz
I picked her up. "Lets get outta here."
Tyler
I frowned. This wasn't going to plan at all. Idiot boy will get himself terminated if he continued. "Don't let them disappear. Attack!" I quickly typed in.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 9:19 PM | Message # 463 |
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Commander
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| (The mask is "Offline", this happens every now and then when Scout takes something into his own hands or when he wants alone time, but it doesn't recieve or transfer any signals, so Tyler wouldn't know that Scout was nearby and Scout wouldn't receive the message telling him to attack.)
Persona Non Grata
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 01.November.12, 9:33 PM | Message # 464 |
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A bored admin
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| (Pft. You aren't the only one there.)
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 02.November.12, 0:03 AM | Message # 465 |
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| Dagan:
I followed them close than thought "What about Umbara?"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 02.November.12, 2:42 PM | Message # 466 |
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| Scout
I saw some troops and started backing up towards the shadows to blend in with them.
Persona Non Grata
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 02.November.12, 11:25 PM | Message # 467 |
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| Liz
"hey Umbra?" I inquired.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 02.November.12, 11:34 PM | Message # 468 |
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| Dagan:
I kept following them waiting for the cat to respond
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 8:31 PM | Message # 469 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Umbra
I looked over. "Yes? Come now, we don't have much time."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 8:57 PM | Message # 470 |
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| Liz
I looked past him, gulping as the darkness shivered and separated. "we got company." I whispered.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 9:12 PM | Message # 471 |
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The Reaper of Threads
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| Umbra
I swirled around. "What?!"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 9:12 PM | Message # 472 |
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| (I got a collab going. mind checking it?)
It's time.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 473 |
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| Tyler
"Would you think it was that easy to just leave?" I asked, leaning on a tree with a smirk. The guards spanned out, surrounding them. I sneered at them.
Liz
I hugged Moon closer to me.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 9:18 PM | Message # 474 |
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| Umbra
I growled, pawing at the ground. "Liz, you take care of her," I hissed.
(Sure)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Sa, 03.November.12, 9:22 PM | Message # 475 |
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| Scout
"Time to find out what happens when you play with your food." I thought to myself and pulled out a smoke grenade.
Persona Non Grata
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