Eclectic

Charli walked into the mess hall, a little happier then she had been the day before. But as soon as she saw Clark, any bit of happiness she had was gone. She stalked out without a word to anyone and headed for the gym. She needed to hit something.

[i]Maybe all knights are idiots, even squires.[/i] Tami concentrated a little and created a gust, just enough to blow Milo back a little. He fell backwards, glaring at Cross. "Look, we're not 'captured maidens' and he's telling the truth. If you're really going to fight someone, why not me?" She held up her blade and glared at him. A strong wind began to blow around them. OOC: I really need to make these longer...

Carla walked over to Magic and Austin. "Wanna race?" she cooed softly. Not like she needed the money, but she wasn't going to sit here all night and do nothing. She smiled at them, hoping one of them would say yes. ----------- Charli sighed. Sex was all he ever wanted. "Come on, we should go." She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and headed out the door. She got in her car and drove to where she knew there would be racing that night.

Name: Iysys DiCosmo Age: 22 Bio: Iysys, in agreement with the local authorities, is a part of the undercover police force. Under the terms of this agreement, she cannot do anything illegal inside the United States. While undercover on this assignment, she's allowed to do anything she has to, but only if it furthers the investigation. Appearance: see attachment. While undercover, her hair is in cornrows. Attutude: sarcastic, b*tchy, and ill-tempered Rank: undercover Other: Iysys has a history of stealing cars and fixing races and other sporting events. She's currently helping the police as a service to society for her crimes. The Car- Brand: Honda Model: 2003 S2000 Color: black Other: four small NOS under the passenger seat, stereo system with sub-woofers in the trunk, laptop with internet connection in the dash.

Code Name: Valerie (Val) Johhansen Build Number: IT059-0275 Country of Origin: 01 Country of Residence: 01 Appearance: 5'7, olive complection, grey-green eyes, reddish-brown hair. Appears to be a teenager of mixed origins and will wear whatever is in vogue at the time. Biography: IT059-0275 was created shortly after the beginning of 01 in an attempt to learn as much about human culture as possible. It was sent to Japan and remained there until riots made it impossible to stay any longer. It returned to 01 and is waiting for a time when it can return to the human life it loved. Name: Iysys (pronounced like Isis) DiCosmo Age: 19 Country of Origin: Egypt Organization: United Nations Ambassador Appearance: see attachment Biography: Iysys is currently studying law and has become a ambassador for her homeland. She hopes that peace will return to the land and get to that goal no matter what the cost. She doesn't care for the lives of machines and wishes to save all the human lives she can. Weapon/s: dagger and small hand gun

I go with what Nate's said. You have to change it, Anthony. But Nate, it really doesn't matter that much. Thanks for pointing it out anyway.

Sharia blushed. [i]This isn't working! Find something to talk about! Anything![/i] "So, uhh, umm...nice place, right? It's really pretty and, umm..." [i]Great, out of things to say already! This is so embarassing. Come on, girl, you usually dominate conversation! Think. Think![/i] "Out of things to talk about? Try his emerald, that ought to give you two plenty to discuss. Like how to control him." "Chester, if you don't get out of my ear right now..." "Okay, I get the point." He left again, this time to sit with Naito and Tsu.

Alicia walked through the streets, slightly fearful. She wasn't afraid for her life, or something useless like that. In all this death and destruction, she felt more connected to the world then any other time she could remember. But that was only ten years, and not much had happened in that short bit of time. She looked up at the sky, feeling a deeper peace than any she had ever known. Another demon came swooping down at her. She closed her eyes tightly and slashed with the large blade in her hands, hoping she didn't hurt it too badly. To her dismay, it lay dead in the street in front of her. She continued walking, unconscious of where she went. She heard someone yell and awoke from her stupor, thinking someone was in danger. She quickly rounded the corner and stared blankly at the scene. "Odd, very odd." She looked to the man with the sword in his hand (Andrew). "What's going on here?"

Charli pulled into her driveway, and walked inside. She had to pick up a few things for later. She was just getting out of the shower when the doorbell rang. Sighing, she ran to answer it. Kenny was standing there, looking her up and down. "I see you've changed your mind. Give me a minute." He started in the door, but she put up a hand to stop him. "You do remember showering, right? Well, that's what I was doing before you so rudely interrupted. Now, if you don't mind, wait in the living room. I'll be done soon." She let him in and headed back to her room.

You're in. Now go post.

[i]My god, he's cute.[/i] Sharia smiled and kept shaking hands with Virtua. "You do realize you look like an idiot, right?" Chester wishpered into her ear. "Go away and you won't get hurt. And yes, I do," she whispered back. He shrugged. "Just making sure you know." He walked away, probably to talk with everyone else, but she didn't much care. "so, umm, hi." She let go off Virtua's hand and smiled even more. [i]This might not be as bad as I thought.[/i]

"So, basically, you're blubbering over a hallucenation(sp). Great.." She laid back down and drifted off to sleep.

Charli sighed. He always wanted the same thing. "You're not gettin' it. Better find something new, 'cause I refuse to give it to you." She stomped on the gas and sped off towards her beach house.

Val was just drifting off to sleep when she heard Dango scream the first time. She ignored it and tried to go to sleep again. She was slowly falling back asleep again when she heard him running. Sighing, she sat up and looked for him. "What is wrong with you? Out with it now!"

Carla yawned. She could go in five more minutes. Sheleaned on the counter, staring out at the empty parking lot. No one else was coming tonight. "You can go now. Just don't get arrested again." She turned and saw her boss, Darren. "Thanks, Darren. You're a doll." She grabbed her keys and ran out the door to her car. She jumped in and drove as fast as she could without NOS to the races that night. She turned on Linkin Park and started blasting 'Nobody's Listening' so that she was sure everybody heard.

She looked out the window and smiled. "Wanna race?" She revved the engine a little. She stopped as they came to a red light. She knew it was about a straight quarter mile to the next one. She smiled even wider and put on her sunglasses. *** Carla ran out of her last summer school class and headed straight for her car. She jumped in and headed for work at a local auto store that happened to supply her with plenty of NOS. She got there in five minutes, a new record. She walked in and got to work.

Charli smiled back at him. "Just practicing. You don't want me to lose my touch, do you? I knew you wouldn't mind." She gave him a light kiss on the cheek and walked to her new car, a fire engine red Honda S2000. One look and she was in love. "Thank you, tax payers of Hawaii." She got in immeadiately and drove aimlessly along the back roads.

RPG's started. Have Fun! Signups are still open if you want to join, but not after the first race.

Charli walked into the chief's office, pulling off her sunglasses. The first person she saw was her boyfriend, Kenny Delson. She smiled and continued to look around the room. The next person she saw was John Cladar. She frowned a little, then turned to the chief. "So, why am I here again? Isn't this FBI territory, like the thing in L.A.?" "Well, Charli, someone's been stealing cars and we need a few people undercover. You and Kenny are going because you both have experience. I trust you haven't been practicing, have you?" He turned a keen eye towards her. "No, sir, of course not." She looked over at Kenny, who smirked. She had broken into his car earlier that morning, just to play with his head a little. "As I was saying," the chief continued, "you three are to go undercover as independent racers. You are not to join a team unless your cover is threatened. Good luck and Godspeed." He handed each of them a set of keys and dismissed them. OOC: Anyone can fill in here. I've got some stuff to take care of. Signups are still open if you want to join.

Name: Shaynuh (or Shay) Bennington Age: 10 Sex: Female Eye: light blue Hair: dirty blonde Wand: mahogany, gryffin's feather, 12 1/2 inches House: TBA Year: First Personality: Shay is a fun-loving, out-going, and athletic girl. When she not working or studying, she's playing some sport, most likely lacrosse or football/soccer. She rarely ever loses her temper, but when she does, take cover. Biography: Shay was born into a non-wizarding family and was surprised to recieve a letter. She immeadiately told her mother, an accounant, who felt it was probably a prank. She then told her father, a science-fiction author and screenwriter. He believed her and used the money from his most recent book to fund her first year supplies and a ticket on the Hogwart's Express. Only her father accompanied her to Diagon Alley. Her mother was still convinced it was all a practical joke by one of Shay's friends. Pet: a barn owl named Malik

When I get at least one more cop. Technically, this signup's only been up for three days. Give it some time.

Name: Evita; Alicia Elliot Age: 3000; looks 22 Alignment: Good Race: Fallen Angel Short Bio: Evita fell from heaven ten years ago. She wandered for a while, unable to remeber anything, and was soon arrested. The police thought she was a truant. When they were unable to find any information on her, they sent her to a foster home, thinking she was an illegal alien. After a few months, she was adopted and lived a somewhat happy life. Nothing seemed to go wrong, but she always felt something was missing. Weapons: seven foot long silver blade, dagger Appearance: 5'7, pale white skin, black hair, violet eyes

Okay. Thanks for at least saying something.

"What are you talking about? I wanted to warn you because the last assignment Danutela gave Hecate was to kill you. And if there's something you want to say, say it!"

Marie-Claire ran for the meeting. If she hurried and this wasn't that long, she might be able to get back home in time to go to work. She burst into the room. "Excuse me, m'sieurs. I'm Marie-Claire. There was to be a meeting about seeing a ghost, no?" "Yes. I'm Zack and this is Matt." "Well, I suppose I must wait here then." She sat and waited, tapping her foot impatiently.