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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: Mo, 25.March.13, 10:02 AM | Message # 1176 |
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| (Oh...okay)
Ashley
I started cooking the fishes.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 25.March.13, 10:58 PM | Message # 1177 |
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| Morgan
I watched quietly.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 25.March.13, 11:39 PM | Message # 1178 |
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| Ashley
"Who's hungry for fish?"
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 26.March.13, 6:03 AM | Message # 1179 |
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| Umbra
"Me..." I had shrunk back down.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 26.March.13, 10:36 AM | Message # 1180 |
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| Ashley
"Raw or cooked?"
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 26.March.13, 10:59 PM | Message # 1181 |
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| Umbra
"Cooked."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 26.March.13, 11:13 PM | Message # 1182 |
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| Ashley
"Here." I hand one to him.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 27.March.13, 8:21 PM | Message # 1183 |
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| Umbra
I began to eat.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 27.March.13, 9:01 PM | Message # 1184 |
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| Ashley
"I can't believe the farmer betrayed us like that. We've been there a little more than a year. I thought we could trust him."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 27.March.13, 10:21 PM | Message # 1185 |
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| Umbra
"I'm sorry," I said.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 27.March.13, 11:34 PM | Message # 1186 |
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| Liz
"He seemed nice to me...guess you can't judge by looks only."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 28.March.13, 5:59 AM | Message # 1187 |
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| Umbra
I nodded and dragged the seaweed over to Moon.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 28.March.13, 10:00 AM | Message # 1188 |
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| Liz
I caught one kf the freshly cooked fish and poked at it before starting to eat.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 28.March.13, 10:42 PM | Message # 1189 |
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| Umbra
I nudged Moon.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 28.March.13, 10:51 PM | Message # 1190 |
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| Ashley
After passing out the fish, I ate mine close to the fire.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 29.March.13, 0:25 AM | Message # 1191 |
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| Scout
I walked towards the Base but was stopped when I heard the other voice screaming at Me and Military, It was calling us abominations, A freaks of nature, anything insulting it could yell at us, causing a mind splitting migraine. I grabbed my head and fell to my knees and screamed in pain.
Persona Non Grata
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 1:36 PM | Message # 1192 |
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| Umbra
I nudged Moon, meowing.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 4:12 PM | Message # 1193 |
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| Tyler
I walked in after I was done yelling at him. Max will be so disappointed. I plopped down on my chair and started sending out messages to deploy all shipa and submarines.
Liz
I stared at the ground quietly.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 8:08 PM | Message # 1194 |
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| Scott
I stood up once the yelling was over and looked at the messages popping up, "Sir, permission to join on the search?"
Persona Non Grata
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 10:11 PM | Message # 1195 |
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| Moon
I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. "It worked?" I asked in cat. Umbra nodded.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 10:17 PM | Message # 1196 |
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| Tyler
"after." I responded.
Liz
People were talking quietly to each other. I wanted to join them, but how?
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 10:50 PM | Message # 1197 |
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| Thomas
I sat down beside Liz. "You okay?"
Moon
I took the seaweed he handed me and grimaced.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 10:54 PM | Message # 1198 |
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| Liz
I looked up. "yeah...you?"
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 31.March.13, 11:52 PM | Message # 1199 |
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| Thomas
"Yeah..."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Mo, 01.April.13, 0:03 AM | Message # 1200 |
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| Liz
"Do you think they'll find us?"
It's time.
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