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[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza sighed as the bell rung, she woudln't see Destovi again till the last class of the day. For now she had to get to her advanced visual arts class. "I'll see you in the last class Des." She stood on her tip-toes and kissed him softly on the lips. She smiled then went off down the hallway. As she settled herself in her seat she felt an chill fall across the room. She didn't want to turn around for fear that her suspicion would be confirmed. She took a few deep breaths and dared a glance over her shoulder, her suspicion wasn't disappointed. There sat the tough looking guy from lunch. She recalled that someone in thier class had whispered that his name was Ashen or something like that. She just closed her eyes and took a few more deep breaths. She wasn't going to let him bother her even if his ki was seriously playing with her mind. She only had to get through this class and everything would be just fine. So she hoped. OOC: Almost out of time to use the computer...so it's kinda short.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic][B]Name:[/B] Helix [B]Title:[/B] Helix the Broken Puppet [B]Number in Organization:[/B] XIII [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Personality:[/B] Helix has trouble seeing sometimes because her vision is slowly fading. Because of this she has learned not to rely on her eyes as much as anyone with regular sight would. She tries to refraim from speaking so much because she believes that words are only an excuse for not having the strength to fight. She often has a very distant look in her eyes, but never when she knows others are around. She's silent and strong, at least...that's the way she tires to appear to be. [B]Appearance:[/B] Picture below. I couldn't find the picture of her in the black robe, so if you can just use your imagnation for a second. When she wears the robe you can only see her black boots and (if the hood is down) her head. As you can see Helix has purple hair that she chooses to wear in a more...unique style than most. She has this light blueish-purple top that is secured at her waist by a length of dark violet ribbon. On the darker parts of her top are small mirriors even though they look like beads. She wears white pants that stop about midway past her knee. She wears black boots that have buckles starting at the ankle and ending about an inch from the very top of the boots, they reach up a bit above where her pants end. Helix also wears these ear rings that have a rose tinted mirrior on each one. There is also a lavender star on her forhead. She's roughly about 5"5' and weighs about 132lbs, she's a bit on the pale side and her eyes are pale blue with what looks like a sunburst of red in them. [B]Weapon:[/B] Two handguns, both are white. The guns don't seem to use bullets but to use something more of a blast of energy. [B]Nobody:[/B] See picture. Helix's nobody is a black phoenix that goes by the name Gail. He stands about six feet and his wingspan is double (closing in on triple) the length of his body. He is able to use his talons and beak to deliever damage to his enimies but has been known to use something resembling a dark flame in tough situations. He has a tendency to attack without command from Helix but is punished if he goes to far. He's very loyal and willing to scrafice anything to help save the life (or whatever is left of it) of his companion. [B]Character Snippet:[/B] Syra came flying down the steps and out towards the town square. The Festival of Hearts was beginning and she didn't want to miss a single thing. Every thirteen years this festival was held to celebrate a successful marraige of the high families. It was really special because the new bride was her older sister Hisoka. She stopped as she was nearing the middle of town, the festival was in full swing and it showed no signs of stopping till the sun began it's journey across the sky. The Festival went like it always had, the feast was much more grand than last year because the farming families had a very good harvest. Each and every costume was unique and extrodinary. Then the time came to crown the new first lady of Mehta, as her sister was approaching the throne and the sun was just beginning to light the sky, all the torches started going out and the sun was darkened. People started screaming and rushing back towards thier houses while Syra was trying to reach the stage and make sure her sister was okay. She finally got though in time to see the body of the Prince lying motionless and some foul dark creature closing in on her terrified sister. Thinking quickly Syra grabbed an extinguished torch and started swinging at the creature. It was of no use... Her eyes filled with tears as she watched the only family she had fall to the ground beside the semingly dead body of the Prince. She fell to her knees and looked straight into the creatures face as it came towards her. Syra didn't bother fighting back, it just wasn't worth it. Everything in her world went black. For what seemed like a few hours to her she had finally started to rise. The whole place was dark and it seemed like her vision was slightly blurred around the edges. A voice sounded above her, "You are finally awake. Helix the Broken Puppet."[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkSlateGray][FONT=Courier New][B]*looks back* Tell me if something is wrong with it....if not then it's all good. [SIZE=1]I suddenly feel like the only chic here....[/SIZE][/B][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]As they sat at their table at lunch Fayza pulled out a comb to try and tame her hair. She eventually gave up and pulled it back into a high pony-tail with the hair holder she always kept around her wrist. The staged fight in the Undergound had been interesting but she was glad it was finally over with. She just smiled softly when Toshi mentioned how she really thought that she had killed Destovi. Fayza laughed a bit "Me beat Destovi? No way. I'm not that good of a fighter, trust me...I'm like seriously horrible...just running though these things on luck." She rested her head against Destovi's shoulder and smiled up at him. Maybe her thoughts that having friends would only make things harder but instead the day just seemed a bit better. Even though Friday was coming near her next fight just wouldn't seem so bad. A chill fell over her body for a minute and she silently glanced over her shoulder. There was someone sitting at a table surrounded by a bunch of other people, he was looking at both her and Tosoji. She felt a shiver run down her spine...something about him just made her feel very uneasy.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic][B]OOC: It's called me runnin' around at school and trying not to get hugged by 20 million people and missing someone terribly and having so nuffed up computer times. That's my reason for not posting like I should. Tomorrow's Friday, after that I have a week away from school so I should be of more help.[/B] Fayza looked at the pathetic excuse for a blade in her hand, she would have preferred her double swords. She continued to lunge at Cass and missing him by millimeters. It was going to take all her reasoning to keep her emotions in check and not go off the deep end accidently. As Cass came rushing towards her she darted off down one section of the maze, she had to get a bit more time to make up a plan...things should work out but only if they could make things look real. Her preformance had to be authentic, since she had a stage record of using the maze to her advantage to suprise her opponents she just went ahead and followed a course she had drawn out in her mind. Cass soon came back into her view and she prayed he would realize she was coming from behind before something bad could happen. Once she started this run there was no way she could ever miss unless the other person could move away. She closed her eyes and swung but felt the blade collide with the wall of the maze and a fist connecting to her stomach with just enough force to knock the wind out of her for a second. "Damn, do you really have to hit me that hard" She hissed in a fierce whisper. "[B]Gotta make it look real[/B]." Cass smirked and he disappeard from his view. She didn't know what he was going to do but she hoped it was enough to get them both out of here alive...her plan wasn't well founded but maybe...if some luck was on her side....everything would be fine.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza watched the whole scene unfold in front of her and tired to work out what was happening. Everything was moving so fast that they were starting to blur in her mind. Maybe it didn't matter anyway. Her whole body felt numb after witnessing Destovi..no...Cassidy kill their gym teacher. Sure she had seen many of people killed, but never a teacher. She looked at Cassidy with such sorrow in her eyes, she had always believed that to get through this life you just had to kill another one such as yourself and take what ever the teachers did to you without a word. It had never occured to her to fight back against them, she had knew that would be the signing of their death wishes. As Kyouta talked she could feel a bit of her rationliazation fading away. Things were now very different for what she was lead to believe. "How.." her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was enough for her. "How can some of us actually enjoy this blood...I know out situation now is hard to get by, but...is this really what it's coming to?" Fayza stood up as the school officers were coming in. They were asking who had killed this man, but no body would say a word. No one pointed towards Cassidy, everyone was silent. "That would be me." Kyouta looked straight at the officer with no emotion in his face except a small bit of satisfaction. They lead him away. [B]OOC: Sorry if my post sounds a bit weird...but it's like 5:30 in the mornin' here and I got a presentation around 8.[/B][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fazya was paler than she had ever could have imagined a person could become. She could feel her heart pounding rapidly. She couldn't possibly do this any longer, this was going to kill her. "Sir, may I please put my clothes back on and sit down?" She was desperatly trying to keep her voice level. "Not till the class has finished the drawings." Fayza started taking deep breaths to keep herself from getting hysterical. "Fayza, you okay?" Destovi glanced at her still paleing complexion. She nodded and continued to sweep her eyes over the class. Everything started to fade in and out of focus, she could feel herself starting to sway back and forth. "Fayza?" His voice sounded so far away, everything was getting harder to see. Her breathing became a bit labored, she could have sworn she felt everybody's eyes on her exposed form. The ground seemed to be getting closer and she could feel herself slowly slipping away. Fayza finally collapsed to the ground, she had fainted. [B] OOC: Sorry, but my poor Fayza, she couldn't take it.[/B][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Fayza was glad to see she was the first one in the class this morning, it made it easier to get some sleep. That party last night had worn her out more than anything...but it was worth it. She heard one of her paint brushes fall to the ground but didn't bother to pick it up. "Never thought I would see you sleeping in class." Fayza about fell out of her chair when Toshi came up behind her. When she finally got a good look at Toshi she just sighed. "What did you do so bad to make them tell you to come to school naked?" Toshi sighed as she took her seat behind Fayza, "I was just being me. We all know how this school is." She nodded and rested her head back on her desk, "Wake me up before anyone else comes in..." After what was only probably a few minutes she felt someone's presence in the seat ahead of her. She opened one eye and was looking straight into Destovi's face. This caused her to nearly topple out of her chair agian. "Is it everybody's plan to try and make me fall out of my chair?!?" Destovi just smiled and ruffled her hair a bit, "Just seeing if you were alive." She shook her head and rested her head on her arms now to keep herself from falling asleep again. "So what's with Toshi?" Destovi was looking over Fayza twoards the back of the room. She turned around to find Toshi in a deep conversation with Shun. "Toshi!! I told you to wake me up before anyone else comes in!!" She just smiled innocently and went back to her conversation. Fayza turned back around and sighed. "So Destovi, what's new?"[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza woke up in her own room with no idea of how she got there. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep agianst Destovi and that was it. She yawned and grabbed her clothes so she could make it downstairs for breakfast. Fayza paused as she passed the bathroom and peaked in to make sure she didn't look like hell. Pleased with her appearnce she finally came downstairs and grabbed the piece of toast that Morgane was about to eat and took a big bite out of it. "Fayza! Make your own breakfast. Oh and who was that nice young man that brought you home last night?" Fayza dropped the piece of toast she was munching on and looked at Morgane in disbelief. "Well, umm....heh. That was Destovi, he's like this new kid at school...and I gotta go!" She dashed out of the house and jogged the few blocks to school. Today was going to be interesting, at least she hoped. [B] OOC: Yes, short. Homework is kicking my butt....[/B][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza nodded and just silently took in what Destovi was telling her. It was a bit hard to understand but still not that difficult. She glanced nervously down at the floor when he asked her to tell him about herself. "Oh...umm, well there's really nothing to tell. What you see now is basically all there is." She was lying and she knew it, but there really wasn't anything worth telling anyone. "You don't have to lie." Destovi smiled lightly as she turned red a bit. "Well, I'm just me. I don't live with my parents because they're out somewhere on a 'trip', so I live with my mother's friend Morgane. She's cool and everything, not strict at all...unless I fail a class. Me, I like to do art and everything. I'm just an average person..." "What kind of art do you do?" Destovi interruped her with a fair question. "Oh! I paint, I just adore doing watercolors! I have this one of when I could have sworn the moon was blood red in my room, it's absolutely beautiful!" She stopped when she realized she was just going on and on. "I'm sorry Destovi, I'm....just.." she yawned loudly and rested her head against his shoulder. "..tired.." He kissed her gently and she fell alseep with a soft smile on her face. OOC: omg! sorry...but i'm in a serious hurry, gotta test to study for![/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]OOC: I missed all the fun!! :animecry: Well I kinda fell asleep here...might as well just get a good post in. Fayza sat in a 'clean' chair with a blanket wrapped around her shivering naked body. She had left to swim to try and keep her anger in check. The rush of emotions from witnessing what Destovi did to Toshi was a bit much for her. She would have agreed to a shower but it could wait till she returned back home. She heard footsteps behind her and tried to get herself to stop shaking so much. "Fayza? Don't you need to get a shower." It was Toshi, luckily. "No, I'll nab one when I get home. Morgane will be asleep and I'll be able to get some things done." She pulled the blanket around her tighter to keep her wet hair from hitting her skin. "Wish I could have been here to enjoy the fun." Toshi tucked herself under the blanket with Fayza, "Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" "Me? There's nothing to tell. I paint to make a decent living, and I do well in school. Fighting in the Undergound is just something I do to survive another week." She closed her eyes to keep the tears from falling. It wasn't worth it to cry now. "Don't you have any friends?" Toshi pokes her in the shoulder to get her to open her eyes again. "Anyone you're interestend in?" "Friends?" Fayza blinked and laughed a bit, "Friends are a risk so I don't have any, but it would be nice to have some for the time being. As for your other question...yes I'm interested in someone...but I don't believe he'll notice me." "What makes you say that?" Toshi's voice carried a bit of sympathy to it. "Well, it's just that most boys think I'm just the girl who's nice to everyone and not really intrested in being anything more than friends. " Fayza stopped and looked up because she had heard footsteps. Destovi and Shun had obviously finished thier shower and were busy toweling themselves off. She could feel herself going slightly red again and turned away quickly. Toshi got this knowing smirk on her face and tired her best not to giggle. "Well I see you're a bit shy, we'll fix that eventually." Fayza shook her head and buried her face into the blanket, this was going to be a long night.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza gently rapped on the door and tugged at the hem of her skirt a bit. She was feeling a bit embarassed about wearing such a short skirt, but it was the only thing that was clean and 'party' worthy. She heard footsteps on the other side of the door, the door opened and there stood Toshi in all her naked glory. Fayza's eyes grew wide and the color all but drained from her face. "Ummmm..." She decided that it would be best to take a nice intrest in the floor, "If I knew it was going to be this kind of party...I would have....umm...dressed for the occasion." Toshi just let out a slight laugh and pulled her in by her wrist. Fayza stopped in the small hallway and pulled off her shirt with a little difficulty because she had skipped putting on a bra. She then slowly removed her skirt and tucked it away neatly with her other clothes. Finally, she removed her thong and her sandles....she was now completely exposed to the world. Fayza could have sworn her face was going 20 million shades of red by now. When she walked into the main room she saw the new kid Destovi sitting in one of the chairs and she discovered 20 million more shades of red than before.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic]Fayza opened the door to the class and made her way towards the back of the room. It was Monday again, she has almost lost her fight on Friday because she allowed herself to get distracted. She let her pack drop to the ground and sat heavily into her chair, she had been up most of the night working on an assignment for her Visual Arts class. The teacher wasn't paying attention so she had some time to rest. It was days like these that made her wonder if it would be worth it to just let herself be killed off in the Underground. She was about to drift off to sleep when she felt someone's gaze fall on her back. Fayza sat straight up and looked around, she hadn't expected anyone to be here this early. Her eyes finally came to a rest on Toshi. "Oh, good morning Toshi! I didn't notice you were here already." She smiled softly and put on her friendly act that got her though the day. "Mornin', Fayza right?" She nodded as Toshi continuned, "I'm having a party tonight, wanna come?" "Yea, sure...but why?" Toshi smiled in a way that made Fayza feel a bit uneasy but she shook it off. "It's just to have fun." [B]OOC: Sorry my post is so lame. Just I'm kinda tired really now. I'll make my posts better next time.[/B][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Century Gothic][B]Name[/B] Hoshi Asato (Hoe-She A-sow-two) [B]Nick Name[/B] Dyi (pronounced -Die-) [B]Age[/B] 27 [B]Gender[/B] Female [B]Side[/B] The Star Gazers [B]Personality[/B] Dyi has been known to have very violet and unpredictable mood swings. Most of the time she is usually calm and tries to do what's expected of her. She does have times when she just can't seem to get herself upbeat and bouncy, so it seems like she cares about nothing. But those small times are becomeing less frequent now. [B]Appearnace[/B] See Below [B]Weapons[/B] Feet, throwing stars, one moon-crest knife [I]Throwing Stars[/I] You can see them in detail below. There are 6 styles that are in sets of 3 or 4 depending on what style. [I]Moon-Crest Knife[/I] In detail below. [B]Ability[/B] Can use any item as a weapon if it's stable. [B]Flash Back[/B] Dyi picked up her bloddied moon crest knife and stared at the wonderful blade that was now tainted with the blood of her lover. He had betrayed her, sold her out, crossed the line one to many times. It was a miracle that she had allowed him to live after the first time he crossed the safty of her limits. Dyi drew the weapon across his neck one last time to make sure he was dead. To her horror yet her delight, she felt no sorrow for having killed the one who loved her. She whiped the blood off the blade and attatched it back on her belt. "Maybe, I never loved you at all. Good riddence you worthless dog."[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Courier New][B]Name[/B] Fayza Agori [B]Gender[/B] Female [B]Description[/B] See Below. Three different versions. One is normal everyday looking, one is fighting unform, and the other is just a base sketch of Fayza. [B]Thoughts On Fighting And Death[/B] Because of under her family's teachings Fayza has learned to accept death as a natrual sate of life. Even though she has been raised to fight to survive in this cold world, she tries to avoid getting into death fights. She hates the thought of ending a life by her own blade. But when forced to choose between her life and anothers she will stop at nothing to live. Death is like another life for her family, they welcome it with open arms. [B]Personality[/B] Fayza is kinda lazy when she's at home but a very bright student. At school she's friendly to everyone and would do anything to help her friends. She offers to help teachers after school and tutor anyone who needs it. But some people do have a habit of trying to push her buttons and set her off, for under her nice and calm exterior is a slow burning rage waiting to be set free. In the Underground Fayza becomes a whole different person. All the rage that has settled inside her is unleashed during her fights and things often go worse than she hopes them to. She tires to keep a level head during her fights but sometimes can not control the ugre to slice a person into ribbons. [B]Character Details[/B] Fayza's an artist (to be more specific a painter who's very fond of watercolors) and has a half-decent singing voice. She keeps a diary log of ever battle she's been through to mourn the lives of those whom she has killed.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Comic Sans MS][B]Name:[/B] Eakki Andromeda [B]Age:[/B] 27 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Race: [/B] Passerine [B]Physical Features:[/B] Black wings that are tipped with silver, silver feathers across the arms and legs. A red jewl that sits in the hollow of the neck. Slightly pointy ears. A scar that runs down the left side of the face. [B]Height:[/B] Tall, around about 6"0' [B]Weight:[/B] Lanky about 135 lbs. [B]Eye Color:[/B] Stormy Grey [B]Hair Color: [/B] White, falls to about the shoulders [B]Place of Origin:[/B] Angel's Provience [B]Appearance:[/B] Eakki is a Passerine with black wings tipped with silver. She has silver feathers across her arms and legs. She also has a red jewl that sits in the hollow of her neck. Her ears are slightly pointed and she also has a scar that runs down the left side of her face. She's tall, standing around 6 feet, and lanky for her age. Her eyes are stormey grey and she has white hair that fall about to her shoulders. [B]Loyalty:[/B] Iris [B]Personality:[/B] Eakki likes to soar up in the sky more that most Passerines. She come from a large family of about seven children. She's the middle child so she's ignored more often than most. Being the middle child no one really notices when she is gone, if they do then they just don't care where she went. Her parents are both busy lavshing love onto the other children that Eakki is expected to know what to do about everything. When things usually go wrong they all look towards Eakki to know how to fix them. She hates her family because her siblings alwasy call her a mistake, a screw-up. They do this because of the red jewel in her neck and that her hair color is unlike anyone elses in the family. She hates it when people talk about what a wonderful and loving family they have, and how they would do anything for them. She also hates not bieng able to fly around when she choses, on the ground she fells trapped and it's makes her quite nervous. [B]Weapons:[/B] Eakki uses her nails that act like claws and the jewel in her neck is used for summoning a limited amount of an unknown magic. [B]Short History:[/B] Eakki was born the middle child to a lage family. She has three sisters (2 older and 1 younger) and three brothers (1 older and 2 younger). As a child she was always out in the open fields flying around and enjoying the fresh breeze. She had to pick her times and location more carefully as time moved on. By the time she was 4 she had three younger siblings and had to learn to help take care of them. When Eakki finally turned thirteen things didn't get easeir as she had previously hoped. She was called on by her family to solve all their problems that they swore up and down were to hard for them. Her brothers and sisters enjoyed calling her a screw-up and a mistake, constantly telling her that she didn't belong with this family. Her parents didn't do much in a way of stopping this either. As Eakki got older she started disappearing more and more and her parents started caring less and less till they finally didn't care where she went. They only had eyes for their other wonderful, never could do anything wrong, amazing, talented children. Some times Eakki wouldn't return for days because she was out secretly training for anything that would come her way. Finally by the age of twenty-seven she was able to leave the people who were never a family to her in the first place. [B]Magic Type[/B] Elementalist - Water [B]Eakki's siblings in order of age:[/B] Jaline - 29 - Female Sabine - 29 - Female Andre - 28 - Male Eakki - 27 - Female Diane - 25 - Female Dante - 24 - Male Loic - 23 - Male -Sky[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]This poem was orginally written Febuary 10, 2006. It was entered here in out county writing contest and won out of all the tenth graders. Here is what I wrote.[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]This is dedicated To those who don't know what a family is This is dedicated To those who don't know what a true friend is This is dedicated To those who don't belong This is dedicated To those who have no where to run This is a chance To say what words you can never say This is a chance To change what people think of you This is a chance To remember why you are here This is a chance To find that one friend What's real Is the fact that we are all uncertain of ourselves What's real Is that we have no place to hide What's real Is those who know something is wrong What's real Is everybody who dosen't feel safe This is dedicated To all who have ever felt they don't exist This is dedicated To those who have felt ignored This is your chance To finally step up And cry out against the world A chance...to finally say good-bye [/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]-Sky[/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Comic Sans MS][B]Name[/B] Dylexia Hunt [B]Year Lived[/B] 1990 - 2016 [B]Age At Death[/B] 26 [B]Personality[/B] Dylexia was mischievous at times but more often than not a very kind and gentle person. She had a big heart and was friendly to almost everyone she met. [B]Location Of Orgin[/B] France [B]Appearance[/B] See picture. [B]Weapons[/B] A few throwing knives and a fan with bladed edges. [B]Type Of Spirit[/B] Angelic-Conscience [B]Life Bio[/B] Dylexia was known to be kind to everyone and that is what took her life. Dylexia was born to a single mother who was raped one night and decided to keep the child. Her mother worked almost all day to try and keep Dylexia fed and in school. Sadly, at the age of 25 she died leaveing an 8 year old Dylexia to be shipped from foster home to foster home. Finally at the age of 10 she landed into a decent family and reamained there till she turned eighteen. Dylexia had learned that if you are kind to eveyone then things go alot smoother. She had started studying to become a teacher when she turned twenty. She acheived that goal at the age of 24, but things wern't going to be that easy. At the school she was hired at eveyone was trying for the top position in their department. The head of the science department was the best position and all the science teachers wanted that one. It became a neck and neck race between Dylexia (Ms. Hunt) and Andrea (Mrs. Noki). Mrs. Noki's students realized that their beloved teacher was never going to win if Ms. Hunt wasn't taken out of the competition. They all knew about her reputation of being nice to everyone even if they had cruel intentions. One day they devised a plan to have one of their students fake a broken ankle to get Ms. Hunt's attention. They would then cut her throat and shove her into the lake on the outskirts of town. The plan worked perfectly and they had killed Ms. Hunt on her 26th birthday. Dylexia's corpse was found a year later and buried out in Celce Mun (Cell-say Moon) Cemetary, close to where she was born.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Name: Miru Ame Age: 28 Gender: Female Nation: Aeron Occupation: Mother and also a slightly skilled archer. Family Information: Miru was married off at the young age of 17 because of her parent's wishes. She had married the son of a high priest in their country and had actually found life peaceful. When the war suddenly began she was stuck back home taking care of her five year old daugher Fayza. A messenger from the army came one day to tell her that her husband was killed and his body was to be burnt. Not feeling safe in her current living area she decided to try and keep moving for the sake of her and her daughter. Writing Sample: From 'Sketch' Allenjay picked up his forgotten pencil off the ground. It had been in that exact same spot two nights ago. He couldn't remember why he had left it there, it was his favorite pencil and he took it everywhere so he could draw on the go. He sighed and let the pencil fall back to the floor, it was of no use now. His sketchbook was gone and all his hopes of ever getting into art school was shattered. Whomever had it now, held his whole life in their hands...if they haven't gotten rid of it yet. Allenjay turned on his computer to check who was online this late in the day. ~!~ Allenjay sighed as he sat down ont he bench, he had been looking around town all day and he had still failed to find any trace of his beloved sketchbook. It was no use now, that sketchbook was a good as gone. He started walking back home and took the steps two at a time to get up to his apartment and ran into the same guy from this morning causing him to drop the bag he was carrying. "Aw, man. I'm sorry. This is the second time today that I've ran into you, I'm just a big clutz." Allenjay looked and up almost stopped breathing, this dude was beautiful. Long pale baby blue hair pulled back to rest at the base of the neck, slightly glowing orange eyes with red flakes in them. His face was pale with high cheek bones and a cute button nose, he also had a silver hoop earring in his left ear that just made him look so much more mystical. "Don't worry about it. I was just heading out t-" "My sketchbook!!" Allenjay snatched his sketchbook out of the dude's bag and hugged it to his chest. "Where did you find it!"[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Navy][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Name: Rubie Past: Rubie didn't have much of a family to begin with so when her family was completely destroyed she felt no sorrow. She tries to keep to herself while traveling but sometimes other travelers feel the need to try and mess with her. Sometimes leaving them with more than a bruised pride. Description: Flame red hair that just does brush her shoulders, pale violet eyes that seem hollow, a very pale complexion, white pants that flare out around the feet, a dark red long sleeve shirt, a white cloak that she refuses to take off, no shoes, a little bit above average height. Power: Able to make almost anything she touches burst into a green flame. Weapon: Her hands and a quarter-staff that she keeps hidden. -------------------- If something's wrong with it just tell me.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Sable quickly tore down the hall and into the admin builing. The files were in the storage area, easy to get to once the security officer was on his way to break up the fight. She had at least seven minutes or less to get in and snag the file. She slipped into the storage area and pulled open the files one by one. "Damn! Why haven't these people heard of alpahbetization!?" [I]'Yevon....Yevon...damn where is that file!'[/I] Sable continued her search through the files when she heard someone come running down the halls and bang their fist against the door. Her singal to hurry up and get out of there. She grabbed a small file that had 'Yev' on it and ran out of the building. She turned around the corner and almost collided with SRO. "Sorry sir! I forgot my bag!" She took off along the same path that they had planned out with the file tucked safely under her arm. Hopefully everyone else made it out.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=Purple]Sable looked between all of them and sighed. "Just one tiny little problem." Haiku raised his eyebrow, "And that would be?" She pointed to her sister hiding behind her, "Miho won't leave me for a minute and I can't run with her clinging to my dress." Motoki pratically lit up, "I'll keep her with me!" "Umm, I don't know if Miho would like you or not. She's extremely shy and very picky about who she likes." Motoki walked up towards Sable right side and knealt down "Hey Miho. Wanna come with me so you sister can help us?" Miho tilted her head and grinned then hugged Motoki around her waist. Sable let out a soft laugh and grinned, "Well at least that was easy to solve. Normally she dosen't take to other females to well." Dred choughed slightly, "So shall we get this started then." "But of course. Dred, Haiku, have at it."[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]-------[/COLOR] [COLOR=Teal]OOC: Yes this is short...but homework is calling.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Sable came back in the bulding a few minutes after the bell rang. "Dred. Motoki. Haiku. Glad to see some of you stayed." Dred looked a bit behind her and towards the smaller girl trying to hide. "Oh! Yea...guys this is Miho. She's my adorable little sister." Motoki smiled and walked up to Miho and shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you." Miho hid back behind Sable again trying to disappear in her skirt. "Sorry, she a bit shy. Well now that we probably have all who were willing to stay, and you're probably wondering what someone like me wants to do after school." A small but devilish smile started creeping it's way across Sable's face. "Every teacher they hire here, even for the smallest amount of time, they keep a record on them. These records are hard for one person to get into the alone, so that's why I need some extra hands. I wanna check out this Yevon guy." The others were staring at her in disbelief. "What!?" Dred shook his head and sighed, "It's just one wouldn't take you as the type of person to come up with a plan like this." "Hey! I'm inuslted. All evil masterminds have to hide behind a mask of an fool. Makes the job a whole lot easier." Haiku rolled his eyes and stopped playing with his necklace. "So what do we do next?"[/FONT][/COLOR]

[FONT=Comic Sans MS][COLOR=Purple]Sable stared at the assignment that Mr. Yevon had just passed out. It looked completely different from the stuff that. Mr. Forester had been teaching them. She reached over and poked Haiku. "Hey, do you have any idea what this is?" Haiku just shook his head and went back to fiddling with his necklace. Sable sighed and tapped her pencil against the desk. This was going to be a long day. She looked over at the clock and almost fell out of her chair, it was 2:45. Sable gathered up everthing into her bag and stood up to leave. "Ms. Loche, where do you think you're going?" "I think I'm going to pick up my little sister." Sable opened the door. "Ms. Loche stay right where you are! You will not leave my classroom, if you do then I will be forced to use displinary measures." Sable thought this over and just sighed. "Well feel free to use your 'displinary measures'." She waved over her shoulder as she was closing the door, "Seeya tomorrow everyone." With that said and done Sable walked down the hall and out the main doors to pick up Miho.[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]-=====[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]OOC: I'm sorry my post is so...not like my others...but i'm seriously tired..[/COLOR] [/FONT]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Sable picked up her head from the desk and looked at the empty spot beside her. Hakiu was gonna be late again and she would have to sit by some weird person. She put her head back down on the desk and let herself drift off to sleep. "Ms. Loche!" Sable almost fell out of her chair when Mr. Yevon yelled her name. "Ye-Yes sir?" "I would apperciate it if you didn't fall asleep in my class." "Techincally this isn't your class. It's Mr. Forester's." "It is my class till Mr. Forester returns." Sable sighed, another lost battle with the evil teacher. She got out one of her notebooks so she could work on some homework till Mr. Yevon decided to give them an assiment to do. If he was any other teacher he woudln't care if everyone wasn't here yet, they would just get to teachin' and catch the ones who are late up on what was being discussed. [I]Bored...he should just get started.[/I] [/FONT] [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Sable yawned and looked around the class. Everybody was just sitting there, it was startin' to freak her out. She reached out and poked Motoki on the shoulder. When she didn't respond she poked her again. "What?" "You sure you okay. You don't look okay, look like you been cryin'." Motoki sighed and turned back around. "I'm just fine." Sable yawned again and looked around the room once again. Everyone in here never talked to nobody. It wasn't fair, she was really really bored. She smiled a bit as she spotted Dred over in the corner of the room with his nose in a book. "Dred..." And like most of the kids in this class, he ignored her. Sable suddenly shot upright as a thought raced through her. "Mr. Yevon!" Mr. Yevon looked up and then scanned his attendence sheet. "Yes...Ms. Loche?" "Yea. I gotta leave early today cause I gotta pick up my little sister and all. So is it okay if I just leave here about 2:45?" "No you may not." Sable stared at him in disbelief. "But, Mr. Yevon. I gotta pick her up, momma won't do it. I'm always allowed to leave early somedays." "Well your sister will have to walk home Ms. Loche." "But..." Mr. Yevon turned back around to the board and continued with what he was doing. Sable let her hand drop to the table as she tired to hold back her tears. [I]This is not fair. I hate this dude. Wish Mr. Forester would get back...[/I] [/FONT] [/COLOR]