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hi everybody! well, some of you already know this, but my friend and i started an RPG in Barton town called War Within The World. some of you i invited to join it even! well, seeing how 4and20 was so darn insistant on having the RPG in the Gilded Cage to help keep away the 'horrible' other RPers and do more with it, here we are!

the story (for those who don't know) is this:

It's the modern world and the demons and angels are recruiting people for their armies because their arguments have caused traitors from each side to cause more problems and started a war. Meanwhile, the humans, who are aware of this catastrophe, can use magic and are preparing to go to war against both races. Meanwhile, Zohar, the god, has descended and reincarnated into human form, but he has no memory that he is a god or what he is doing on Earth. However, the demons and angels do know who he is, and they'll be fighting over him, but the infamous twins of light and dark will try to change the influence of him so he won't be persuaded by both sides and he could make his own call on the war, while not knowing about his identity.

(and yes, i simply copied and pasted the background. lol)

ok, so, 4and20 will once again be Zohar, i'll be my character Aria, and if Light is my Shadow is dedicated enough, she'll be her character Amara. those of you who were also involved are free to keep your old character or make a new one; your choice. so...yeah.

here's my first post (the initial starter... whatever you wanna call it)

Darkness surrounded the city of Chicago during the deep night, or, rather it would if the city lights weren't on. It was far past eleven o'clock PM, and the moon was high in the air. As traffic bussled through the city and residents--franticly trying to make it home--ran through the streets, Angels and Demons were gathering their forces in the shadows. War was coming, and the first battle would approach in only a few days.
Twin sisters and human spellcasters Amara and Aria were trying to get back to their apartment in peace without running into demons or angels that wanted to recruit them. Light and dark spellcasters were rare these days, let alone twin balancers. As far as they know, Amara and Aria are the first twin spellcasters to have the power of balancing the powers of yin and yang, good and evil, and both angels and demons want them for it. As they walked on by an alleyway in the darker part of town, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the alley. Aria and Amara stopped dead in their tracks.
"What was that?" Aria asked, looking back to the alley they past. Amara stood there a moment or two, then continued walking.
"C'mon, let's go Aria. It's probably some angel or demon," she ordered.
"But, Amara--"
"We don't need any trouble; quick, hurry before it notices we're here," Amara cut her off, and turned and started walking. Aria would have followed, but a small whimper from the alleyway made her turn back.
"Hello...?" she greeted uncertainly down the alley.
"Aria! Ugh..." Amara groaned.
"Amara, come look at this!" Aria called from the alley, and Amara sighed, and followed after her sister.
On the side wall of the alley was a boy in ragged clothes, and Aria squatted in front of him.
"This boy, he has a strange aura," she said, pointing to the boy, who looked scared out of his wits. He was shaking all over, and seemed to be looking around, as if he didn't know where he was. Aria turned back to him and smiled an innocent smile.
"Hi there! I'm Aria; what's your name?" she greeted, only to have the boy slumpt farther against the wall. Aria rose an eyebrow and cocked her head.
"What's wrong? Don't worry, I won't hurt you!" she reassured, but the boy didn't look any better, "Hmmm... I see! You're probably a fallen angel and are still in shock from the landing, right? That's fine; I'm not a demon or anything, so I won't hurt you! So, um, can you please tell me your name?" The boy was still shaking, and he just stared at her like he didn't know what the heck she was talking about, then just made a few grunts.
"...Do you know how to talk?" Aria asked, "Do you understand what I'm saying? Move your head up and down if you do, and shake your head left and right if you don't." The boy blinked, and made something like a half-nod, half-headshake movement. Aria sighed.
"The poor thing... The landing must have been rougher than I thought... It seems he has amnesia!" she concluded, then helped the boy to his feet. Just then, Amara started walking again.
"Just leave him, Aria. If he is an angel, they'll pick him up later," she said coldly. Aria frowned at her sister.
"Amara, we can't just leave him! If he's found by the demons, he'll just get killed! And even if the angels do find him, he'll just be caught up in that horrible war," she argued, then turned to the boy, "C'mon; I'm going to take you home!" Amara groaned.
"Fine, do what you want," she snapped, and started walking yet again, Aria following happily while holding the boy's hand. Amara looked back once, but never again. She already had to take care of her air-headed sister; there's no way she'd want this boy too! ESPECIALLY if he has the mind-capacity of a baby. Still, she could not help but notice how odd the situation seemed for this boy. Angels hardly ever 'fell' from Heaven, but are merely 'transported' instead, and she's never heard of a single angel getting amnesia from it. That, and the boy's aura seemed a little different from the average angel or demon soldier. No, there was definately something strange about him, no doubt about it...

She and Aria, however, had no idea that they had just encountered the great god, Zohar, in human form.

ok! first, let's not start until everyone who wants to be involved has a character. or at least until we get our profiles for our characters up. (feel free to copy-n'-paste from the RPG in Barton Town rather than typing that all out again)

and...yeah. not much more to say. sorry if this is more awkward than 4and20's posts. sweatdrop

Zero moved about the city from the cover of the rooftops analyzing the area for any new occurances or arrivals from up above or down below. As he moved about the darkness of the chilly Chicago night ((I would know rofl )), there was suddenly I bright shinning of a light in an alleyway 5 or 6 blocks down and an enormous release of energy. Sensing this and sparking his interest, Zero took flight towards the alleyway with caution for he had already heard the speaking of two young girls. He flew silently into the alleyway overhead and perched himself like a bird on the edge of an outdoor emergency stairwell looking down and watching this interesting event. As he sat overlooking the young girls arguing, he slowly breathed the thin, refreshing air which cooled and relaxed his body. The winter season was approaching he realized. Suddenly, he heard something that snapped his drifting focus back to the situation. He overheard one of the girls say something about angels and demons. "How would she know about that?" he asked himself. "There must be something weird about them...and a strange aura you say? Very interesting. I'd better keep a very close eye on these children." he whispered to himself. twisted

Shiroi Kyu

he was seated in an abandoned theatre somewhere...it was dark and the room was candlelit...he sat on an elegant arm chair. it was velvet and red the wood was polished and this made him a king.
goths were all over the place...teens, bums, kissing...music pulsated in the theatre and alcohol was present plus everyone was high.

Kyu was being adorned by these kids with money, food and lavish accessories, he was a god in their eyes and they believed he was divine.
they all shared his belief...in being a demon you serve god and others.
he never intended to kill the god they talked about but..

"This is boring me!" he shouted as he stood up fast and kicked one of them out his way. (cleaning his boots)

"all of you are useless!" his followers were stunned and went quiet
"you are not demons...and i cant make you one either! humans are born as both demon and angel yet mortal! go back to school...get a job...all of you are useless!"

his wings spread. casting a shadow over all of them
it terrified them to see such huge wings.
they never knew that he was saying the truth when he said he was a demon...they all thought it was just a clique of an occult for all those who went through the goth stage...

he saw them fear him "pathetic..." he hissed and he flew out the beautiful stained glass window....wind and rain came in the theatre as the people inside went through panic.


"I swear, my creator never gave me a thank you note for taking on a job like this..."

he flew fast ripping the sky as he passed by...
he stopped suddenly as he saw something in the distance...
"what the ******** flew to the nearest building to hide between some stoned structures...
"i didnt realize they could be this close..."

Zero jumped into the air in sudden surprise. "How could I allow myself to be snuck up upon by some...LOSER!" he thought to himself. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING RAH!" scream Zero yelled at Rah. He then smacked him about the back of his head making him fall off the railing. Then, being that he was a LITTLE bit forgiving, caught him and dragged him back up. "God ((get it? get it? whee )), I should've never met you...Anyway, what are YOU doing here. I actually have reasons to be spying. I don't go around and torment the little nooblets in this world."

"Do you ALWAYS have to bring that up?" sweatdrop "That was just one of my phases...WAIT! WHAT?! WE WERE HAVING A SERIOUS CONVERSATION HERE! FOCUS! AND ANSWER MY QUESTION!"