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Plus Life Inc.
NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 6:08 PM | Message # 1
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Ever since the chemical spill, Plus Life Inc. had become the major company of the time. They were the go-to for all you health related ailments. Their hospitals were superb and any time you met a Plus Life employee, you knew you were in for a treat. So why wouldn't you want to take up on their offer for an all expenses paid party? It was the chance of the lifetime, in return for a few tests...right? Just a few research experiments, some diagnostics, and we're free...right? Right?

Wrong.

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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 6:54 PM | Message # 2
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Name: Amaryllis Shore

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Animal: Ghost Moth

Appearance: Amaryllis is very...exuberant. Her long, blue black hair is highlighted with several bright colors, and it is often pulled back. Her complex is very pale, hinting at her nocturnal nature. Her frame is fragile to say the least. She usually dresses in right clothing to satiate her bizarre attraction to bright things, such as lights, and fire. She wears glasses, their lenses thick due to her staring at the sun. They predict her to go blind within a few years

Bio: Amaryllis has lived alone most of her life, she was orphaned after the chemical spill. She's developed very odd habits that most describe as "moth-like". She rarely goes out during the day, and if she does, it's mostly to just stare at the sun.

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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 12.July.12, 7:05 PM | Message # 3
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Wait...HUH?)

It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:06 PM | Message # 4
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(You can start at a party? And ILD, this is what we made of his dream. You said I make it, so I did)

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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 12.July.12, 7:10 PM | Message # 5
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(I figured it out after I finished reading the collab. I got it.)

It's time.
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 12.July.12, 7:15 PM | Message # 6
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(No I liek it.)

It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:16 PM | Message # 7
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Amaryllis
I looked around, feeling comfortable in the dim lighting.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:22 PM | Message # 8
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(Ah)
Amaryllis
A burning flame caught my eye and I turned to see a blazing Angel Cake on a platter carried by a waiter. I followed him, eyes focused on the flame.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:29 PM | Message # 9
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Amaryllis
I dodged dancing couples, following the flaming cat with a fixed determination.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 12.July.12, 7:29 PM | Message # 10
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(Time to join!)

(@Spetz, ...)


It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:35 PM | Message # 11
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Amaryllis
I pushed past someone, trying to follow.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:46 PM | Message # 12
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Amaryllis
I looked back and my concentration snapped. I paused and looked down, realizing. I retreated to a wall, putting on a pair of sunglasses.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:52 PM | Message # 13
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Amaryllis
I looked around, quiet. Someone offered me food. I politely declined.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 7:59 PM | Message # 14
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Amaryllis
I winced when something bright flashed and looked around for the producer. Someone had taken a picture of me. I tried to find the person but they had disappeared. As I searched, it felt as if the amount of people were growing, filling the room. It became claustrophobic in here. I started walking for the door.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 8:09 PM | Message # 15
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Amaryllis
I made my way outside, taking a deep breath of air.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 8:16 PM | Message # 16
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Amaryllis
I sat on a bench, breathing deeply as I let the night wash over me.


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RazDate: Th, 12.July.12, 9:16 PM | Message # 17
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Name: Hermin
Age: 19
Appearance: 6'1", 176 pounds without counting his outfit, quite muscular, Dyed dark green relatively short messy hair, dark green eyes, not quite pale but not quite tan Caucasian skin tone, Black running shoes, Dark green cargo jeans, Dark Green short sleeve T-shirt, Black Kevlar vest, Dark Green sleeveless jacket over the Kevlar vest, Black leather fingerless gloves with the knuckles cut out and that go up to his elbows, Purple Bandanna tied loosely around his neck, Large WW2 British Medic satchel.
Gender: Male
Animal: TURTLE!
Bio: Hermin is paranoid to the point were he feels like he always needs a Kevlar vest ever since the Chemical spill. Hermin sits with his legs pressed to his chest with his head using them as a rest and his arms wrapped around his legs, even when in a chair. Hermin tends to shy away from everyone because he figures they think of him as a freak.
Items: Kevlar vest, Note books, pens, pencils, a flash light, a laser pointer, plenty of batteries for both, a rather large switch blade, a medical kit full of medical supplies.
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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:21 PM | Message # 18
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(She's sitting three feet away from you)

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RazDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:26 PM | Message # 19
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Hermin
I was sitting away from everyone else at my own table, alone, I didn't know any of these people, I didn't even know what to think about them.


Persona Non Grata
 
NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:48 PM | Message # 20
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Amaryllis
I looked up. "Did I?" I asked. "I'm sorry..."


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:50 PM | Message # 21
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Amaryllis
"It was the fire," I said quietly.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:54 PM | Message # 22
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Amaryllis
I looked away.


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NarutardDate: Th, 12.July.12, 11:57 PM | Message # 23
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Amaryllis
I looked up. "What?"


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NarutardDate: Fr, 13.July.12, 0:05 AM | Message # 24
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Amaryllis
"What are you part of?" I asked, messing with my hair.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 13.July.12, 0:11 AM | Message # 25
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Amaryllis
"We all have those nervous ticks. I shake my hair and follow fire...what are you?" I asked, looking up at him.


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