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 Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 6:00 pm
The year is 2064, advances in medical science have brought sickness to a near extinction, even cureing the common cold. Other minor advances have simplified living further, along with adding new sources of fun and pleasure that those at the turn of the century could only dream of.
Our story takes place in the city of Neo Crux, a bustleing metropolis sporting some of the newest advances. The buildings are built of a strange white polymer that shines bright white in the sun. The roads are paved with other new polymers, the same colors of black and white holding true, but the environment-damageing techniques improved upon, and the cost of upkeep decreased.
This city hosts some of the most important research projects in the world, along with several important yearly events. At the local high school, students go to school as normal, the building is almost sickeningly sanitized and the books in perfect condition.
Unfortionately, the peace caused by these advances has begun to wear out. Without an explanation the recently deceased have begun to rise... When this first started, the dead were easially dispatched with common weapons due to their small numbers, but lately more and more have begun to rise up, quickly taxing the city's police force. The heads of the city, and the assorted government departments located within it's bounds, have decided that they don't require assistance...
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 6:15 pm
--------------------- Character Sheet--------------------- ---Student--- [b]Name[/b]:
[b]Age[/b]:
[b]Sex[/b]:
[b]Grade[/b]: (High school)
[b]Appearance[/b]:
[b]Personality[/b]: ---------- Profiles---------- Name: Syaoran D. Moeroo
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Grade: Senior, 12th
Appearance: Syaoran stands tall at 6'1" and has long crimson hair that falls to his hips, a lot of the time small seemingly spikes of his hair fall infront of his eyes. His eyes are a sharp emerald green and radiate an aura of power within them. He is usually found in a pair of blue jeans and a baggy red shirt. He also wears a black vest over the shirt, the pockets loaded with an assortment of clutter. A pair of black leather gloves are always on his hands, the fingers lopped off on it so he can still move them easily.
Personality Syaoran is mostly a loner, rarely speaking to another student, even if he is required to do so. This 'man of few words' attitude of his keeps most people away, and keeps only those he counts as his friends from even learning a little about him. Syaoran never hesitates to stand up for someone else, however, and is more than eager to put up a fight if he must. This lead most to think of Syaoran as a quiet sort of enforcer.Name: Channy Akuma
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Grade: 12
Appearance: Blonde hair that goes about mid-back, green eyes, sun-kissed skin, her fingernails are always chewed and she doesn't really wear make-up. She dresses strangely, but always has three pieces of jewelry on her, all with meaning; a ring given to her by her mother, a bracelet given to her by her boyfriend, and a necklace with two rings on it.
Personality: Channy is quiet when she wants to be, and other times she's eccentrically spastic. She has a love for art, singing, and older guns. Her father deals in 'antique' guns (meaning, any gun that isn't currently on the market.) Her favorite gun is an '04 Black bird, which is a simple handgun. Her father gave her one for her last birthday, and she keeps it on display in her room. She's the kind that dreams for adventure, and longs for a chance to be the hero of the story. She is rebellious, both in attitude and fashion, and often ends up in the principal's office. She seems to always be the head of the student riots and an outspoken derider of the government and its experiments. In her free time, she sits on her windowsill, watching the black streets below, tossing her gun.Name: Sheen Millistone
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Grade: 11th
Appearance : Sheen has short and spiky black hair with several strands running loose here and there, along with vivid violet colored eyes. He stands about 5'9", has a lanky build and a light tan. He normally wears either a black beanie or one of the various baseball caps he possesses along with a light-grey muscle shirt under an oversized forest green and grey zipper hoodie, forest green cargo shorts and black and white sneakers. Sometimes he wears a rather oversized brown leather belt, but only on occasions.
Personality : Sheen has a short and rather violent temper and tends not to coop well when it comes to communicating with others, and might even be considered emotionally unstable. He plays sports to try and release tension (Though it doesn't always work) and can sometimes be seen daydreaming. He carries around a metal bat all the time, seeing as he constantly destroys wooden bats when he plays in games.
Name: Katie Vellu
Age: 17
Sex: f
Grade: 11
Appearance: Her style usually changes with the day, though sometimes she'll go a full week wearing the exact same thing. She stands at 5'6 with chestnut hair and strawberry-blondish highlights. Her eyes are a deep sea green, endless, and seem to change with varying light. She's thin and slender, often called an extremely late bloomer.
Personality: She's indifferent, mostly a loner because she's so shy. She secretly wants to be in the school's theater but doesn't think she's qualified, and never usually speaks out. She's usually thinking about stories to write, pictures to draw, and what to have for lunch. She can be fun, and much prefers villains to heros. She sometimes wants to play one, but thinks herself better fitted for the role of the fool.Name: Lysander Korbbik Age: 17 Sex: Male Grade: 11th Appearance: Standing at an average 5'11" and with an average build, he would fit in perfectly. Tho he usually wears a traditional male japanese school uniform. He has dark brown messy hair, almost black in colour. He also has dark blue eyes. He also sports white running shoes. He sometimes carries two black fighting gloves in his pocket for personal reasons. Personality: Lysander isn't much for talking. Due to the fact he has been kicked out of every other school in the city due to his "Violent tendancies". When he first goes to a new school he always found it easier to get passed was to take down the "head of the school" Thus he challenged the captain of the boxing team at the school. Leveling him in one blow. He likes to avoid contact with everyone else and seems to threaten teachers to let him pass.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 10:47 am
Friday, March 17th 2064
9:35 A.M. - Between classes, 10 minutes before next class begins
Indoor temperature - a comfortable 78 degrees, low humidity
Outdooor temperature - a chill-induceing 54 degrees, low humidity
Syaoran seemed almost happy today in his first class of the day, a few of the students were brave enough to give him quizzical glances, but no one had said a word to him yet; and that was how he liked it. He walked down the halls at random, giving glances to everyone and listening in to most conversations with little to no interest in the topics.
Absent-mindedly he swapped the shoulder his black backpack hung on and continued down the halls, even if he didn't think it himself, he was itching for something to do. A small fight to break up, or some teaseing to stop, he just needed something to do.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 5:25 pm
Sheen rummaged through his locker, searching for the homework assignments he'd carelessly shoved away into it while deciding which books he'd need for the day.
He grumbled in audiably to himself, a small frown across his face as he searched, a hand kept firmly on the handle of his baseball bat that was resting right beside him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 5:54 pm
"Owch!" Katie cried half-aloud as she stumbled to the floor. Her books fell everywhere, her loose papers, too. "Sorry goul-girl..." Murmered quietly, the rude boy who'd ran into her as he was running to class. Katie furrowed her brow but pretended not to hear, since that seemed to be how the boy wanted it. Besides, he was helping her scramble her papers back together...somewhat. He more-so moved them out of his path before getting up and running back down the hall towards his class.
Katie sighed. It was her first day at that school, she'd been late, lost, and teased. On the bus a blonde girl Katie affectionately dubbed as 'Barbie' called her 'Halloween Girl' because of Katie's ensamble. She wore dark and light purple striped stalkings, a black velvet skirt with a lighter shade of black lace over it, a black top with short solid sleeves and lace-flowered sleeves which looped around her middle fingers. Her lips were dark burgundy, her eyes shadowed with black eye-liner, and she had on a lace choker.
Groaning, in a half-frustrated, half-sleepy mannor, the odd girl gathered her belongings and stood up. "Where's my locker..." She wondered in a whispered hopelessness.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 6:33 pm
Suddenly there was a slam against the lockers behind Katie. Syaoran stood with his right hand holding onto the boy's collar, his left hand lifting up a small card he had removed from his hands. "Excuse me, but I don't beleive this is yours, is it?" Syaoran said with a slight grin. "Well, is it!?" he asked loudly, slamming the boy into the lockers again as he slipped the card into his vest.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:08 pm
At the slam Katie jumped and whurred her head around. She regretted it soon after. Katie was tired, and her eyes hurt, and to whur her head like that made her brain feel like it'd smashed into a brick wall. But she looked at Syaoran with a sort of 'what the ********?' look on her face. ~School villain?~ She wondered. This boy, she thought to herself, she would have to stay away from...probably along with the rest of the student body.
The boy winced and gritted his teeth with the poundings, and grabbed Syaoran's arm to try and get free. "Yeah! It's mine! Alright??" He lied.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 6:01 pm
Syaoran chuckled loudly, ~Lies, ofcourse, that's what everyone does now....~ he thought, tempted to punch the boy, hard. "And I suppose that's why it wasn't in your pocket?" he asked, chuckleing again and acting as if he wanted everyone to laugh at his 'obvious mistake'.
Just as a few students began to laugh uneasily Syaoran stopped, looking more serious than one would think humanly possible. "No, it is not yours, you are just lieing you little theif!" he said, loudly enough for everyone to hear in the slowly gathering crowd. Syaoran slammed him against the lockers again, his eyes quickly darting to the sides to check for any teachers.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 9:54 pm
Sheen shut his locker, running his bat through the loop at the top of his backpack and lifting both up so that his bat was over his shoulder with the pack hanging from it, as he was accustomed to carrying them.
He walked down the halls a way, taking notice of other kids watching what appeared to be a fight. He blinked and walked a little ways towards them, catching a clear view of Syaoran and the boy he was apparently preparing to beat up. He cocked an eyebrow slightly, scratching the side of his head a bit and straightened his beanie, deciding to linger a bit to see exactly what happened.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 12:25 pm
The boy growled. "Aw, come on! I can take it out if it's my own piece of s**t!!" The boy started to sweat. He struggled and attempted to kick Syaoran in his stomach before his dizzhing head made him forget how.
Katie didn't like the closeness of the situation, yet was somewhat intregued as to what was going on. This boy Syaoran was thrashing must have done something wrong...right?
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 12:33 pm
"Then why wasn't your name on it?" Syaoran growled. With only his left hand he pulled the boy off the locker a few inches before shoving him down to the floor, this would easily wind the boy. "And next time, don't" he said loudly before turning and pushing his way though the crowd towards Katie.
"You droped this" Syaoran said cooly, handing Katie the confescated card as he passed by her slowly. Before Katie could even think about takign the card, Syaoran had put it in her hand and was already several feet past her. Checking his watch he noticed that they had maybe five minutes left.
"What's going on?" one of the teachers said as theyt approached the group, when he saw the boy on the floor he approached him. "Are you okay?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 2:55 pm
Katie blinked and blushed, holding the card in her hand. She couldn't comprehend what'd just happened, really, she just stood there dumbfounded. Soon, she could once again form words. "Tha...thank you..." She said a bit too late. He was already gone.
The boy groaned and just fell up against the locker as his friends came and helped him to the nurse's office.
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