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 Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 7:31 pm
This is my orignal story. No stealing!
This universe is simular to the one we live in now except people have powers. Depending on your power it classifies what different category you fall into. You are allowed to make 2-3 characters and are not limited to a side. If you want to be good then go bad do it.
Damned- These are people who are born with their abalites they have an amaizing abality but, it comes with a major downside. For example if you have super speed the faster you run the faster your life runs out. They also bare marking that symbolize their curse. Their blood carries this mark.
Aberrant- Aberrants are people who look normal and have powers that stem from their body. This meaning shooting lasers growing wings controlling gravity. As long as they maitain their true form and are gifted with a power they are in this category. They tend to gain their abality at 12 and will never gain powers after 21.
Changlings- These are those people who can shift into other people, turn into animals or things of that nature. If they turn into half beings ie "Werewolves" if you will they still fall into this category.
Try not to make characters over powered and lets give it a whirl and see if we can have some fun ey?
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 7:38 pm
To RP this we need to create a character. To make your character include.
Name:
Code Name: Not really required to have one unless you want it.
Height:
Eye/Haircolor:
Age:
Affliction: (good,bad,neutral)
Classification:
powers:
short backstory:
Try to be orignal and have fun.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 8:13 pm
Name: Tristian Everet
Code Name: Division
Height: 5'11" 170lbs
Age: 23
Eye/Haircolor: Black hair/ Gray eyes
Affliction: Good
Classification: Aberrant.
Powers: He has the abality to duplicate himself. He can switch places with his duplicate not only positions but wounds as well. His weakness is he tires easily from duplicating himself or switching their positions way too often.
short backstory: At the age of 12 he was by himself and wanted a companion to play with. He closed his eyes and before he knew it he had a carbon copy of himself. Later on he devolped the abality to swap places with it as well as as giving it his wounds. He learned that this is a tiring process and can only do it about 3 times before he can no longer make a copy of himself for a 3 hrs.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:25 am
Name: Petal Maketre
Height: 5’0”
Eye/Haircolor: Amber/Red Head
Age: 24
Affliction: Bad
Classification: Damned
Powers: Petal can create a poison using the liquids in her body. She secretes the poison from her finger tips and passes it to unsuspecting victims through touch. The poison than goes straight to the blood stream and if the poison doesn’t kill the person immediately, in 5 minutes or less, it gives full body control to Petal. The poison then wears off between 5 and 7 days, at which time Petal can choose to reapply it or get rid of the victim. Because of the amount of fluid it takes to create a potent amount of poison, Petal can only poison 3 people a day. This means that she can only have between 15 and 21 “blood zombies”, as the family calls the victims, at any given time.
Short back-story: The Maketre family has a curse on it. The curse has been there for so long that no one remembers why they got it. In every 4th generation, a child is born with the Japanese kanji for blood in their left eye. This child has the ability to create blood zombies and on their 18th birthday go crazy. To prevent this, any child fond with the mark is killed. Petal is on such child. Born in secrecy, her mother got her away from the family and on her 18th birthday, she went crazy. Her first blood zombie was the mother that cared for her for so long. Her family now hunts for her but all little Petal wants is to rule over all.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:45 am
The day was like any other in the world. The sun was high the breeze was cool yet, in the air hung danger.
The black haired man looked around once before going back to his menial task of sorting through paperwork. His lean body was streched aross the table as he reached to grab a piece of paper that was just out of his reach. He looked to the closed door of his office once before he was staring at his own smirking face as it handed him the paper before vanishing into nothing.
"The same day again. Dosn't anything intersing happen around here" he spoke to himself before going back to shuffling his papers.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:53 am
A small, hodded figure glided through the afternoon rush of people heading to work or where ever their destination. The figure continued agaisnt the flow to the crowd, uninterested in what was going on around it. Then it fell back and a man staggered away from it. The hood fell away reveling dazzaling red hair and a small soft face.
"I'm so sorry. Let me help you up," the man said, streching out a hand. The young woman smiled and held out her own hand. As soon as their hands met, the woman's smile became twisted and the man twiched uncontrolable. In moments he was still. Petal, the young woman with red hair, had caught her second victim today. That made her pack a good 17 strong. No one had noticed the simigly inocennt exchange as the girl and her new "friend" truned and walked down the street with the crowd.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:00 am
Tristan rested his fist under his chin as his eyes drooped closed at the boring meeting they made him attend. A soft buzz sound was hear from a room nearby and he stiffened in his chair back erect as he listend carefully hopeing it wasn't what he thought it was.
Muttering a soft curse to himself he felt a part of his soul leave him for a split second. A soft knock was heard on the door before it opened slightly and gray identical eyes met each other before the door closed and Tristan was outside his clone at the meeting. Everyword they were saying like a soft voice in the back of his head as his others senses allowed him to know everything that hsi clone did heard and felt.
Picking up a what looked like a regular cellphone he sighed once before answering
"Hello"
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:06 am
"Hello, Mr. Everet. I was wondering if I could get the next few days off," the man that Petal had captured asked. She had skimmed his phone trying to find all the important people. She didn't want suspicions rising. She just wanted the town for her own and had to work her way up to the major. Than maybe she could get the govaner on herside. Yes then the state could succeed and...
A man bumped into her from behind, sending her thoughts scattering.
"What do you think you are doing?!" she called almost hysterical with rage.
"I'm sorry miss. Didn't see you there," he got out before Petal tore the man's throat out with a pocket knife. He feel to the ground with confusion in his eyes. Petal smiled, licked some of the blood of the knife, cleaned it and put it away.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:12 am
"Keith?" The young boss said as he picked up his phone and and stared at it oddly like as if he was expecting a call from a different person.
"You know I need those documents you have. I also need you to print out a report. Are you sure that you cannot make it in" The Abberant waited for the other to reply as he heard the telltale sound of the confrence room door opening.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:20 am
"No sir. I can not come," Keith replied. He then hung up the phone at Petal's command and fallowed her down the street. She need the lug to carry groceries back to the others of the pack. They came to a small grocerie store and Petal quickly picked out the manager. All it took was a simple touch and she had all the groceries she wanted. She had them grab everything they could and then they mad their way to the subway. It was just a quick trip to her lair.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:26 am
The Abbrant held the phone for a second before blinking and ending up back in the confrence room. He knew that his clone was hanging up the phone and disappear at the moment but he decided to let his mind wander back to his employee. He knew that Keith wasn't someone to call in sick unless it was a emergency and he never disobeyed.
Going back to his office he flipped open another phone before pressing the star key. He knew that it would put him in contact with someone he needed to speak with.
Tuesday?
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:36 am
Petal got of the subway with cool self confidance. She hadn't hidden the body of the man but it wasn't the first she had killed and no had yet done a thing. Her newest pack members fallowed her, carrying bags of groceries for the others. Out on the street she walked up to the corner. The sign read 95th and Olive. She turned down 95th and at the middle of the street turned into on of the old abadoned apartment buildings.
"I'm home my sweets. I brought you food too," Petal called to her zombies. They took the food to the kitchen while she made herself comfortable on a couch. One of them, a middle aged woman, brought a labtop to her. A younger girl brought her a drink. Sipping lazily, Petal relaxed after a day well spent.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:42 am
"Tuesday I need you to trace a call for me" he put on his best no nonsense voice so that the women knew that he meant business.
"He's where?" the man jotted down a adress as he left the office. He dial the number he last recieved as he headed to a dark alley.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 5:23 am
Petal heard a ringing noise come from somewhere in the house. She had the zombies come to her. It was that new one she had just snatched, Keith. She walked up to him and plucked the phone out of his hand.
"Well this is trash. An't even a new phone," the woman shrugged tossing it out a window. She than had all of the zombie but Kieth go back to their scheaduled plans. He was sent to make her a sandwich.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 9:13 pm
In the alley he chanhed his clothes from his civillan identy to Division. He wore a purple spandex suit which covered his head. His body semi visible through the tight spandex as he changed into his alter ego division.
He looked to the roof of a near by building before running straight ahead. he jumped into the air and landed on his clones hands and was boosted up. Another clone was conjured on the fireescape as the one on the ground disappeared and he was boosted up to land on the fire escape. Running up quicly he looked around the area for the direction he had to go in. Finding it he took off in that direction his cop following him closely.
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