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Zeke blinked, confused. "What the hell was that?" Anya shrugged. "Hell if I know. I swear, he's way into that character..." Kilo nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he is." Axel and Lyon nodded their agreement. Zeke looked at the TV monitor above them, watching the performance. "Everyone does so good! I'm glad I found this place... it's home...." Zeke smiled, ruffling his own bunny tail. "Tell me, does this make my butt look big?" Anya started laughing, knowing Zeke was making fun of human female insecurities. Kilo groaned, shaking his head. "Good god..." Lyon had his arms crossed, still very unhappy in his costume. He glared at Zeke, trying hard not to laugh. Zeke hopped backwards, shaking his ass at Lyon. Zeke looked ridiculous, shaking his groove thank in Lyon's face. "Come on, tell me!" Lyon blinked, he couldn't be mad any longer. He started laughing with everyone else. Zeke looked up at the screen. "The Mad Tea Party is starting soon.... Lyon, let's get your fluffy little butt out there." Zeke Grabbed onto Lyon, and he loudly exclaimed. "LET GO! I'LL GET MYSELF OUT THERE! I'LL LOOK LIKE A PUBLIC ASS ON MY OWN, THANK YOU! Zeke laughed, and pushed a protesting Lyon out the door. One of the supervisors came over, his face straight as a board. Zeke looked out across the stage, it was shifting to accomadate a long table, on which was pladed large and funny shaped tea pots, each of them puffing out steam. Zeke qued the timing, and then Shoved Lyon out onto the stage. Zeke watched as Lyon went into a sommersault, and began to dance on the table, before leaping into the air onto a trapeze. Alice jumped down onto the table, spinning in a ballet move across it, before Lyon jumped down onto a boomer balloon, shaped like a mushroom, which acted like a trampoline. All around, performers acted out the tea party in their own way, the set now had giant tea cups which the performers flipped into, and slid down a slide protruding from the bottom onto boomer balloons shapped lke various objects, ranging from teddy bears to tea cups to mushrooms. A double tiered set of trapeze hung down, allowing the performers to litterally dance up or down. Kurai was the acting Alice once more, and began moving from boomer ballon to trapeze, and then onto the table, which certain tea pots chugged out steam. She landed on a teapot, and it screamed out steam in protest, before bouncing her up, to be caught by a high wire dancer, who flung her up even further into the trapeze. She would catch one of the bars, and then flip her way around the swinging trapeze. above the wires. With so much going on, the crowd was enthrawled. Zeke smiled, before walking back into the changing rooms. Anya was sitting on the couch, watching the performance, still in her ringleader outfit. Several of the other cast members were sitting around too, on cushions and chairs, sofas and love seats. Everyone was talking excitedly, there were only two more acts and the show was done until they got to the next port. Zeke smiled, and took a spot near Anya on the arm of the couch she was sitting on. Looking up, he jumped, and hooked his feet into the light fixture, and hung there upside down, watching the monitor. He was quite relaxed, the fixture supporting his weight. "Had enough teasing poor Lyon?" She chided. Zeke only smiled wide. "Of course not. You think me taking the one photo was bad, just wait until he finds out that the cameras on the stage are taking even more!" "Those are working again?" Kilo asked, having come back in the room. Burt popped in and smiled. "Yeah, I fixed them earlier. They're going to be selling pictures while the cast is giving out autographs and such." Turning, he peered at Zeke. "What are you doing?" Zeke smiled. "Hanging out. Litterally." Burt sighed. "My god, you robots are weird...." Zeke turned to look down at Burt, his arms hanging loosely under him. "And? Your point is?" Kilo groaned."Zeke, that was his point." Zeke dropped down from his perch, and said, "Oh..." Zeke smiled. "Well, anyway. I'm thirsty. Are any of you gonna come with me to the cafeteria?" Anya stood up, and nodded. "Yeah, I'll come with you." Kilo stood up from his spot, nodding. "Me too." Zeke smiled, looking at Kilo. "You know, Kilo, I'd swear you have a crush on Anya.... the way you follow her around like a lost puppy...." Kilo blushed, his face bright red. Anya wasn't looking, so he shook himself, and exclaimed, "I DO NOT!" "Do not what?" Zeke asked, jumping back to avoid a swat from Kilo. Zeke jumped back again, running down the backstage area, laughing. "Catch me if you can, you big ox!" Kilo took off after him, shouting out profanities at Zeke, leaving Anya to follow in their wake. She smiled, shaking her head. "Honestly, those two act more like brothers than human siblings do..." Kilo chased Zeke down the length of the ship, all the way to the cafeteria, where the two skidded to a stop, Kilo grabbing Zeke and pinning him down. "Come on, SAY IT! UNCLE! SAY UNCLE!" Kilo shouted, having Zeke against the wall. Kilo was smiling, panting from his brisk run. "SAY IT!" Zeke laughed, out of breath as well."Why? So you can look at Anya's boobs some more?" "What about my boobs?" Anya said, walking into the cafeteria.She stopped, seeing them in the position they were in. "That.... just looks so wrong...." Kilo blushed, and Zeke bucked him off of him. Zeke smiled, and Kilo bashfully did the same. "N-nothing Anya....nothing about your boobs." Zeke started cheesing, and walked over to the line. He picked up some cheesecake from the cooler, and walked back over with the entire thing in his hand, with several spoons and a few bottles of soda, which he juggled in one hand, holding the cheesecake steady in the other. "Take one of these..." Zeke gestured over at the soda bottles. Kilo and Anya smiled, snatching theirs out of the air. They looked at the cheesecake Zeke was holding, and shook their heads. "Hungry, much?" Kilo asked, taking a spoon.Zeke smiled, and dug in. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" he said, his mouth full. "CHEESECAKE!"

Yes, everyone is doing well with it. Awesome first few posts people. Keep in mind, the darker side of this will be kicking in soon, probably, we'll be attacked by space pirates.

Alright. I need suggestions for the next 'show' the Carnival is going to perform. The Carnival puts on several shows a month, when it docks at a spaceport. What would you guys like to perform? I like the idea of Dracula. Or maybe Snow White. Hell, we could even do the phantom of the opera or the Little Mermaid. What do you guys what to do? Make your suggestions here.

that's fine. However, the way I see it, your character triesd to remain emotionally un attached, right? Remember this: When machines learn to feel, who decides what is human?

Fully dressed in his new attire, Zeke readied himself for the stage. He walked to the top of the crowd's entrance, and people began to notice him. Zeke was now dressed in stripped stockings, pink and purple over layed with a bunny costume that showed off his abdomen nicely. His costume top expanded from his chest up to his neck, and down his arms. He wore a ball like bottom, and everything was decked out in pink to make him appear whimsical. He wore ballet slippers, to better aide his movement. A short jacket added to the costume, as well as an over sized red bow tie. He wore a matching oversized top hat with bunny ears poking out, specially fitted as so it wouldn't fly off while he performed. He snapped his whip, making everyone around him jump and turn. The spotlights focused on him, to a dramatic trumpeting. He was the bunny of dreams and love, with quite the attitude. He was the star of this scene. In front of him, the girl playing Alice twirled on the trapeze. Her own costume was quite pretty, she very much so looked like the Alice from the story. She jumped down, onto a high wire. Zeke snapped his whip again, and all eyes were on him now. Zeke's whip was lit up like a drag queen at Mardi Gras. Balloons began to drift down, brightly colored and pretty. Several performers on the stage began starting their routines, dancing around 'Alice' on the criss crossed high wires and flower shaped trampolines. Vine patterned trapeze swung over head, pivoting around in a circle, some performers using them as well in their routines. Zeke smiled, the humans didn't even know if he snapped this at them he could slice them apart, if he had it turned up to maximum power. Right now, all it did was glow, and would sting a bit if he hit them. But, that would be bad for him to hit the crowd. For now, he was the Rabbit, invoking Alice to follow him down the rabbit hole. Zeke took a running jump, slapping his whip in front of him as he ran down the slope past the audience, the loud cracks making everyone jump. The lights followed him as he jumped up and over the railing, onto the stage. Zeke landed on one of the wires, using his weight to bounce over to Alice. He snapped his whip around one of the wires, catching Alice's hand and taking them both for a wild ride, on nothing but his whip. All around them, illusions appeared, letting the Crowd know it was down the rabbit hole they went. Zeke swung Alice up, and she caught a wire, swinging herself up and over, balancing herself perfectly. Zeke flipped onto the underside of the wire, the wires themselves having gravity distortion generators channeling their energies through them. Zeke now danced upside down on the wires. Following his lead, several other performers flipped to the underside as well. 'Alice' was now surrounded by dancing on the wires, both upside and downside. Zeke jumped down, and in a grand motion, snapped his whip in a rather enticing manner, beckoning for Alice to follow. She swung upwards, watching the bunny flip backwards, and through a doorway, which popped up out of thin air. The other side expanded, exploding into confetti. To the crowd, he simply disappeared, but really he was hidden in a hologram, designed to make him invisible to the crowd. He ran out off of the stage, so that the rest of the scene could end. Greeting him back stage was Kilo. He'd apparently come backstage as Zeke finished his routine. "I don't know how you pull that stuff off, but wow, you were great, as usual." Zeke smiled, and he rubbed his head. "I'm not that good...Otherwise I'd be more than just the Rabbit." "Whatever, Zeke. Stop being so modest." Anya's voice rang out. Anya still wore her ringleader outfit. She walked over, her heels clacking on the cement floor. "You're good, and you know it." Zeke made a funny nervous laughing sound, and one of the stagehands came over, wheeling towels to mop off sweat from the machines who would need it. Not all of them sweat, but a majority of the performers were bio-androids, it wasn't often that a mech joined their ranks, most of them being outdated by this point in time. Zeke was handed another towel, and pulled himself onto a prop for a scene later in the show. "Hey, Anya?" Zeke said, as she Pulled herself up next to him. "How long has the Carnival been in service?" Anya shrugged, her eyes glowing slightly, as she tapped into the ship's onboard computers. Zeke could see miniscule data scrolling up on her pupils as she searched and sifted through massive amounts of data. Zeke's own telepresence functions were just fine, but he was feeling lazy at the moment. "About thirty years." She said. "It's an older vessel... It was a military ship at one point. Of course, it was stolen...and then remodeled into the Carnival. Now that it's so old though, it's a bucket of bolts. Don't you already know this stuff, though?" "Oh yeah. I guess it slipped my mind..." "I swear, Zeke, You'd be the first android ever to get Ahlzheimer's disease..." Kilo joked. "And you'd be the first to get you ass kicked in a fight, pansy." Zeke retorted, pretending to be indignant. Kilo bent over, mockingly begging for Zeke's forgiveness. Zeke smirked mischieviously. "Come on, I'm sorry!" Kilo said. "If you're sorry.... then you can buy me dinner tonight." Zeke said, his grin bright. "And I want pizza. With everything." Kilo shook his head. "Wow, you're easy to please." Zeke smiled, smacking Kilo's shoulder for the sexual inclination. "Ass hole!" Zeke said, laughing. Anya smiled, shaking her head. "Kilo, you know Zeke can kick your ass, hands down. I suggest you just take him out to dinner." "Fine fine...You going to come with?" "Eh, I think it's the last night of the show, isn't it? We'll be packing up and heading to Rastor, won't we?" Zeke nodded. "Yeah. We'll be heading off as soon as possible. That means everything outside the ship has to be torn down. We're heading off in two days." Kilo sighed. "That means I'll be up until dawn taking all of the rides down..." Zeke smiled. "So will everyone else, so don't feel bad." Kilo sighed. "Yeah, but you two aren't treated like a pack mule. Besides, Zeke, you won't have to. You were in the production twice." Anya spoke."Just because you're bigger than us doesn't mean we're weaker than you are. Zeke here can kick both our asses, two on one. Even still, he's probably wiped out from being in two scenes so close together. Zeke laughed nervously. "Anya.... hush... I can not kick both your asses..not at once, anyway." Anya snorted. "Yeah, you can. You're a ZX type, right?" "Well... yeah...." Zeke looked down at the ground, not likeing Anya's blatant disregard of his modesty. "You're one of the strongest model androids out there, bio-mechanical or not." Kilo nodded his agreement. "Everyone says not to piss you off..." "WOULD YOU TWO STOP IT?" Zeke shouted, flustered with them talking like that about him. They started laughing, and Zeke looked pissed. "What's so funny?" "Relax!" Kilo cried. "We're just teasing you!" "Oh.. oh...." Anya gasped in her breath. "That little vein that pops out of your neck when you get mad...OH! THERE IT IS AGAIN!" she laughed so hard she fell backwards, holding her sides. Zeke started laughing at her too, and his anger was forgotten. The tree of them talked some more, and when everyone trooped off the stage they started handing out towels to them. There were still four scenes left, and some of them had to change. Zeke was out for the rest of the production, someone else would play the part of the Rabbit for the duration of the production. Zeke smiled, and stretched out his arms. "Well, I'm going to head to the changing room, and then watch the rest of the show. If ya wanna join me, I'll be back in a few minutes." Anya smiled. "Yeah, sure. I'll watch with you."

Xen walked along with then, nonchalant. He thought this might be fun. And he wasn't wrong. A human man walked up them, and started talking to Xen. Xen was no fool. This man had dire intentions. Xen motioned for them to walk out of sightm his smile wide."You guys go ahead of me. I'll catch up." They moved out of sight, and Xen could smell them as they leaped up to watch Xen. "So... what's your name?" the man asked. "My name is Paul." "Paul, huh? I'm Xen. What makes you take an interest in little old me?" Xen gestured to himself, at his exposed abs. Xen was quite slender, but he still had some muscle definition. His slight frame, however, belied his more ferocious nature. "You wanna party?" Paul asked, two other men came out from behind Xen, surrounding him. Xen noted the gun in Paul's belt under his flannel jacket. Xen could smell beer and a Camel brand cigarettes on Paul's breath. "Why should I?" Xen asked, still seemingly uncaring that he was surrounding."I'm sorry, but you just aren't my type." Paul pulled out a gun, pressing it into Xen's neck. "Around here, there's two ways to party. You can do it with a smile on your face, or you can do it screaming." "what, going to rape me, Paul? Put it out of your feasible little head if you want to be alive come dawn." "Little bitch. Tell me I'm not your type." Paul pressed the gun into Xen's neck. Xen smiled, unafraid."You're not my type." Blood colored Paul's cheeks, but he kept his cool for his friends. Paul was angry and yet also confused. Xen's casual tone was not at all what he expected. "Tell me why you aren't scared...Before I blow your god damn head off." "Because I'm armed as well, Paul." Xen lifted his leg, his smile even wider. "Go ahead, take out my knife. I won't stop you... After all, you have the gun, don't you?" Paul reached into Xen's pant leg, taking great pleasure in touching Xen's smooth skin, it felt soft to the touch. Xen no longer smiled. How close this pathetic human was to having his head removed by Xen's left foot remained to be seen. But, Xen didn't like gushers, it might stain his clothes. Paul's eyes widened, finding the knife. He pulled it out, and showed it off to his friends. "Now, give it back and maybe we can have a duel." Xen was still as perky as ever, his attitude unchanged. Paul pushed the gun deeper into Xen's skin, but He didn't budge. Red again colored Paul's cheeks. "Why should I give this back? You might stick it in me while I'm lovin' you." "Oh, I'm going to stick it in you, rest assured." Xen swung his foot up, and saw what the humans did not; the gun flying to land on a rooftop several blocks away. Xen grasped the man, and his cronies shirked back. Xen pulled him close, and Xen felt the blade stop again'st his skin, breaking. The man realized too late he had picked the wrong boy to rape. "You know, I can tell you've killed before. That's okay. I have too, many times. You probably never showed mercy on them, either. And as you well know by now, I'm much stronger and much faster than I look. And much older, might I add." Paul's face contorted, he was scared. By this time his friends had disappeared. "This is a jungle you know, but not of plants and trees, this is a jungle of neon and chrome. But, there are still animals, they just look different. You're a predator, and so am I. I'm just the more powerful of us." Xen smiled wide, showing off his fangs, long and sharp. Paul now looked as he were staring into his own coffin. "The jungle has rules, you know. Never take from it more than you need, and if you do, be a sportsman about it. You failed to reconize a fellow predator, and now, you're going to pay for it." "Please....don't kill me..." he begged. Xen's fingernails elongulated, becoming more like jet black claws. He traced one across Paul's cheek, making him bleed. Xen licked the wound, tasting the blood. Paul shirked away, wincing. Xen's eyes shifted, his pupils becoming slits. "You were going to kill me, weren't you?" Xen asked, and at this Paul nearly fainted. "Well. I guess so..." Xen climbed onto of the poor shmuck, Xen's smile evil incarnate. "So. Any last requests?" "Mercy! Please!" Paul begged. Xen shrugged. "Sorry, I'm not inclined, because of what I can already tell about you. Sorry, but I'm fresh out of mercy. It's on my grocery list, right next to compassion and cookies. Nothing else? Too bad. Now, be sure to say hello to the devil for me. Tell him I'll be there soon, to join you." Xen's words were a cruel joke to torture a victim he cared nothing for. The victim deserved no mercy, he had never shown it to any of his own victims. Xen smiled, and bit. Paul tried to scream, but Xen clasped his hand over his mouth. The wolves he had been with jumped down behind him, Wolfie's arms crossed. Kurai looked on, curious about the feedings of a vampire. Xen dropped the man after he had passed out, the man's blood trickling from his mouth. "Mercy.... Please. Like I'd show mercy to scum." Wolfie spoke. "Wasn't that a bit much?" "Xen...didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with your food?" Kurai spoke, observing the man. Xen wiped the blood from his mouth, smiling again. "Eh, probably. But I had fun. The world can do with one less asshole, right? At least he won't be preying on any other seemingly young and helpless innocent teenagers." Xen laughed at the ridiculous notion of teenagers being innocent, at least in this day and age. They damn sure weren't when he was human. Wolfie inspected the human. "He's not dead, Xen." Xen shrugged. "Like I care. If he lives, then he lives. If he dies, so much the better. It's not like he's going to be talking about what happened to him.People with think he's crazy." Wolfie sighed. "Well, shall we get going again?" "I'm full, so yeah. Let's go." Xen set of beside them, talking excitedly, as if the previous moments had never occurred.

Dunan attacked from the front, But dean lifted his legs, aiming to kick Dunan to keep him from hitting Dean. Dunan twisted his body around, hitting Dean's feet and flipping off. Dunan came at Dean again, with Draco still holding him. Dunan smacked Dean's feet down, and socked him one in the jaw. Dunan's fist few with an intensity like no other, yet he was still holding something in check. Dean wrenched his arm from Draco's grasp, hitting Dunan with a force enough to send him back. "All of you will die here." Dean said, using his free arm to pick Draco up and throw him into Dunan. With a loud WHUMP Draco slammed into Dunan, knocking them both into the ground. They managed to get out of the way of a furious fist, and when the dust cleared, Dunan could see a small crater in the floor of the cave. Dawner was crying, wailing at the top of his lungs. "Dean. please stop this..." Dean turned to Dawner, and began advancing on him. "Shut up!" Dunan didn't skip a beat. Dunan took advantage of Dean's distraction, shoving Dean in the back against the cave wall. Draco jumped up, landing a kick into his head. Draco fell back, next to Dunan. Dean turned, his bloodlust had not sated yet. "Dunan. Dean's not going to be that easy..." "What else would you expect from our fearless leader? Come on, have more faith in him." Draco considered Dunan's words. "True enough, Dunan. Got any bright ideas?" "Throw me." Dunan jumped into the air, and Draco whirled on the spot, catching the back of Dunan's shirt, and on another rotation, flung Dunan at Dean full force. Dunan swung his fist up, knocking Dean into the wall. Dust and smoke rose, hiding them both from view. When the dust settled, Dunan had a hold on Dean, Dunan had him splayed about, Deans arms in an angle that wouldn't allow him to use any of his strength, Dunan's foot against his back. "Come on Dean, snap out of it. Don't make me get serious..." Dean wrestled with the hold, and he twisted his body, aiming a kick into Dunan's abs. Dunan tightened his grip on Dean, receiving kick after kick. Dunan yanked on Dean's arms, bringing him up and over. Dunan had planned on using a kind of wrestling move, but Dean was fast. Bending over himself, both of them were abdomen up, supporting each each other from falling down. Draco jumped up, landing on Dean. Dean gasped, and knocked Dunan into Draco again. Draco stumbled, and Dunan grabbed Dean's feet. and used them to ground himself. Dean scuttled away from the two of them, if only to attack once more. Dunan ducked down in front of the large form of Draco, who was ready for another onslaught. "Draco, thinking what I'm thinking?" Dunan asked, seeing the way Dean was charging them, both hands in the air, his hands raised to kill in a blind rage. "Possibly." Draco said. "He's not thinking right... He focuses on only one thing at a time..." "Let's give him a two for one special, shall we?" Dunan launched himself at Dean, looking like he would be the lead attacker. Dean didn't even suspect a thing, he was focused solely on Dunan. Stepping aside at the last minute, Draco took the lead, catching Dean by surprise. Draco used this off moment to slam Dean into the ground. Dunan spun, raising his leg up in a vertical split as Draco jumped away. Dunan dropped his leg, lowering his entire body to attack. Dean crossed his arms above his head, blocking Dunan. If the kick had landed, he would have succeeded in knocking Dean out. Dean threw Dunan off, as Draco jumped onto his chest. Dean threw him off as well, though now without his breath. Dunan came at him once more, not relenting. Draco did the same, and they both managed get thrown back again. "He's a worthy sparring partner, at least, isn't he Draco?" Dunan hoped that he would be able to distract Dean again, to make him focus solely on him so Draco could attack. "Of course, he's a regal ass now too." It worked. Dean roared at the insult, his attention on the two of them wavering. "Come on, bitch boy, attack me already!" Dunan said, rising to his feet. Dean came at him, and he ducked down backwards as Draco planted a kick squarely in between Dean's shoulders, sending him flying above Dunan. In a motion far too quick for human eyes too see, Dunan lifted his body onto his hands, and kicked dean up into the roof of the cave. Dean slammed back down, but rose to his feet once more. "STOP IT! ALL OF YOU! STOP FIGHTING!" Dawner came running, and he clutched at Dean, tears pouring down his cheeks. "Stop it Dean, just stop it!" Dawner's tears seemed to jar Dean, he seemed hesitant once more. "You're all going to kill yourselves!" a sound of tearing flesh and clothing came to Dunan's ears. Dawner's eyes buldged, and Dean stepped back. Dunan's breath caught in his throat. Blood was seeping rapidly from a wound to his chest Dean had inflicted. Dawner gasped, and fell backward onto the cold stone floor. "DAWNER!" Dunan screamed, and in an instant, was at his side. Dunan picked up the body of Dawner, who was lying limp, his breathing labored. "Dunan....I tried.... to... help..." he said, trying to manage a smile. "I'm sorry....Please.. don't blame him..." Behind them, Dean let out a blood curdling shriek, falling to his knees. Dean clenched his fists, shaking his head. "NO NO NO NO NO NO!" He cried, shaking vehemently. Dunan only focused on Dawner. "It's okay... You tried to save us all." Dawner smiled, growing weaker in Dunan's arms. "Even if it cost you your life..." Dunan shook his head. "I won't let you die..." Opening his mouth, Dunan's fangs protruded. Dunan held Dawner close, his fangs inches from Dawner's neck. "I won't change you... if you want to die as a mortal...." Dawner's eyes opened wide in surprise. "But..." Dunan's eyes filled with tears. "Please, Dawner... Don't leave me alone again... Be with me forever...Please Dawner, You have only a few minutes left..." Dunan's eyes filled with his tears, the bloody tears tracing down his cheeks, he being unable to stop them. "Please...." He whispered, begging Dawner to never leave him. "Don't leave me....I love you." Dawner reached up, weakly pulling Dunan to him, kissing him. "Do you really want to be with me forever?" Dunan shook his head, unable to speak. Dawner let go, and then spoke. "Do it...." Not wasting any time, Dunan bit deeply into Dawner's neck, drinking his humanity away. After a moment,he let go, and Dunan then bit his tongue, a trickle of thick black blood escaping his mouth. Wiping this away with his fingers, he rubbed them on the wound on Dawner's chest. "Drink deeply my love... your time as a mortal ends here and now. Life truly begins with me at this moment." Dunan kissed his beloved Dawner, letting his blood enter into Dawner's mouth. Dunan's blood, almost as if it had a will of its own, coursed into Dawner's mouth, leaving Dawner no choice but to gulp the cool liquid down. It wasn't nasty, like one would think, but rather like a sweet nectar. Dawner drank deeply of the blood now coursing into him. A trickle of black blood trailed down his cheek from the kiss of renewed life. Dawner closed his eyes, and felt the blood changing him, invading him. It felt like love, of a dark sort. Dunan held Dawner, until Dawner collapsed, slipping into sweet slumber as his body changed. Dunan could feel Dawner's body heat cooling, as his blood took effect, mutating Dawner into a vampire. Dunan let go of Dawner, and looked at the red wound that was quickly healing up. Dawner's heart was returning to a normal beat, no longer skipping in his chest. "Amazing... how one simple action can last for eternity..." Dunan commented, before turning to Dean. Dean was still mentally coming to his senses, Draco was trying to comfort him. Dean pushed him away. "NO! I KILLED DAWNER! KILL ME!" Dean grasped his sword, but Dunan was too quick. As Dean was about run himself through, Dunan caught it. Dunan's hand was cut along the blade, keeping Dean from doing something extremely stupid. "It appears you have come to your senses." Dunan said. Dunan's face was a mask, not letting Dean know what he was thinking. "Dunan?" Dean weakly tried to move the srord, but Dunan still held the sword at bay, his blood slowly trailing along the length of the blade, dripping onto the cave floor. "Sile's blood was keeping the monster within you at bay. I assumed her blood left you....and you lost it. Am I correct?" Dean nodded in response, unsure how this was going to go. Dunan yanked the sword away, and threw it on the ground. Dean lurched at it, still suicidal. Dunan kicked him back against the wall of the cave. "Dean. Stop. You weren't in control of yourself. I can not fault you, so you shouldn't either." "But... Dawner..." he stuttered, still wrought with guilt. Dunan shook his head. "Dawner will be fine. He might not have told you, but he was thinking about being with me for eternity. This simply forced his hand. When Dawner awakens, he will still be Dawner... but he will be like me as well. He won't be human anymore. I will look after that particular aspect of him... He won't hurt anyone." "But I still hurt him!" Draco stepped forward, back handing Dean across the face. "Do you thnk we really fault you? Do you think we thought you would have willingly hurt him, had you been yourself?" "Stop the pity party, Dean. It's getting old quick." Dunan picked the sword up, and held it to give Dean back his sword. "We have a fight to win, don't we? I think we can address this at a later time." Dean looked at the sword, before getting to his feet and taking it. "You're right. Let's finish this." Dunan smiled, as did Draco."Now that's more like it." they both said together. OOC: Alright, I saw this as the perfect opportunity to start the Dawner vampire bit.... if you guys don't want it, then I'll edit it out. Otherwise.... YAY! VAMPIRES! VAMPIRE BUTT SEX AHOY!

Dunan's hair began to flail around, his eyes ablaze with the vampiric powers surfacing from within him. His burned coat disintegrated from the sheer power emitting from Dunan. "You're pathetic." Dunan snarled, the very image of the vampires of legend. "You do nothing but wreak havoc on innocent people, killing for mere sport and entertainment! I an your judge, jury, and executioner!" "I'll roast you alive, vampire!" the wolf spat. Dunan shrugged, unconcerned. "You wolves are so.... garish." Dunan curled his lips. "At least Karyn didn't turn out like you twisted fucks." The wolf roared, sending fire rocketing at Dunan. Dunan dodged to the side, jumping at the wolf. The wolf launched himself at Dunan, grasping him by the arm and throwing him into the ground. The wolf twisted Dunan's arm, snapping it like a toothpick. Dunan drew in a rasping breath but didn't cry out. The wolf chuckled. "What's the matter? Not going to cry out? I'll make you scream..." "Good luck with that..." Dunan said, smirking. The wolf picked Dunan up and smiled. The wolf's claws traced Dunan's abdomen, resting just below his navel. "Yes... I think I will enjoy having you scream to stop..." Dunan smiled, his grin wide and evil. "Going to rape me? Please, you're not going to even touch me." Dunan swung his legs up, his knees at the wolf's neck. "You're going to die." Dunan squeezed his legs around the wolf's neck Realizing what Dunan was about to do, and that it was too late, the wolf tried to breathe fire once more and destroy the both of them. Dunan squeezed his legs more, and then jerked them, snapping the vertebrae within the wolf's neck. Dunan stood up, looking at the dead wolf before him. The chest cavity was swelling, and letting off waves of heat. Dunan kicked the head with a force great enough to sever it. "Fucking wolf..." He looked at the body, and he spat in the pool of blood oozing from around the body. The body erupted into flames, the fire having been stopped with the death of the wolf was now bursting out and consuming it. Dunan yanked on his arm, grunting in pain. His arm straightened out, and began to heal properly. Soon enough, Dunan was bending it normally, and he pulled his smoked from his pants pocket. He smiled, they were just fine. He removed his lighter, and lit one. Taking a deep drag, he turned to the woods, setting out to help his friends. Taking his time as so not to be ambushed, he quickly set a pace to get to the cave. He could smell blood. And a lot of it. Dunan wasn't liking this at all. He could smell Dean clear as day, even at this distance. He could smell everyone, most of his friends were bleeding. "Damn it.." Then, Dunan sensed it. Bloodlust. Intense, unbridled bloodlust. He could smell fear, coming from Dawner. Dunan jumped into the trees to better move faster. Dunan came rushing at the cave, finding Karyn outside, weak and recovering from something. Draco had a corpse next to hem, using it to help Karyn. "What's going on?" Dunan asked, but didn't wait to hear an answer. Dunan went charging into the cave to find Dawner holding his side and Cali fighting a sorcerer. Dunan went to Dawner and knelt down next to him. "Dunan...Something's not right in Dean's head... There's something taking over him..." Dawner was fretting, he couldn't muster up his strength. "Please help him..." Dunan looked over to see Dean advancing on Cali, who was bridled in combat with the sorcerer, not noticing what was going on behind her. Dean seemed to be struggling against himself, and losing. Dunan kissed Dawner on the forehead. "Don't worry, my love. I'll beat some sense back into him. I promise." With that remark, Dunan moved quickly behind Dean, who was reaching to grab Cali, to rip her apart. "Hey, Dean!" Dunan said, and Dean turned to him, his attention turned from Cali. She glanced back to see that Dean was turning away from her, that he had been going for her to hurt her. "Why don't you pick on someone who can take you on?" Dunan whirled on the spot, lashing out with his leg, making contact to Dean's left shoulder, sending Dean into the cave wall. Dean wrenched himself from the wall of the cave, stepping to Dunan. "You're dead, Vampire." Dunan readied himself for an attack. "Well don't just tell me, do it!" Dean came at Dunan, his speed catching Dunan off guard. Dean swung his fist into Dunan's face, knocking him down. "DUNAN!" Dawner shouted, but couldn't muster the strength to stand. He fell forward, wincing. "DUNAN!" Dunan started to get up, but Dean knocked him down again. Dunan looked over to his lover, and smiled. "I'll be fine, sweets. You just stay there." Dean advanced on Dunan as he got to his hands and knees, wiping the trickle of blood from his mouth. "Well, aren't you strong..." "You die now, Vampire." was Dean's only response. Dean lifted his own leg, kicking Dunan in his underside. Dunan's eyes buldged as he tried to cry out, the wind knocked out of him. Dunan placed his hands under him, and twisted his body, sending his feet into Dan's jaw as he tried to kick Dunan in the stomach again. Dean staggered back, but recovered quickly. Dunan had recovered his breath, gasping it in. Dean was proving to be much more difficult now that there was something different about him. Dean's blood was giving off a different scent. Dunan knew that before he could have easily taken Dean, but it was a whole different ballgame now. Dunan snorted. "You'll find I'm not someone to take lightly, Dean. I promised Dawner I'd bring you back to your senses, so that's exactly what I'm going to do. Nothing more, and nothing less." Dunan readied himself for another attack, his long hair beginning to flail about as he drew more and more power from his reserves. Dunan spotted Draco lumbering into the cave, Karyn held in his arms. Draco placed Karyn next to Dawner, and then stood up to look at Dunan and Dean fighting. Dean's eyes were as red as Dunan's, Draco could easily see that. "Draco! I could use some help over here!"

Well, dawner stole anya's thunder... anya Will have to kill Siera.

"Hey, Zeke! Get your ass out there! Zeke leaped out onto the stage, dressed in retro attire. He wore a mask, looking rather like the phantom of the opera, aside from the fact his abdomen was exposed. He took a running jump, and traversed onto the large trampoline with extraordinary ease. He flipped up, and came back down to repeat the motion. He then jumped over to the next trampoline, moving in sync with several other of his fellow performers. This set they were working on was comprised of several trampolines, built in a pyramid shape. The performers leaped and twirled on them, bringing to the audience a fantasy wonderland. The trampolines had a cloud motif attached to them, making it appear as if the performers were dancing on the clouds. The trampolines shifted apart, the dancers not losing a beat. Trapeze bars began to revolve around, and in sync, they began to grab ahold of the bars, using them to swing around above the crowd. Zeke felt his cape billowing out behind him. He swung his body up, hooking his feet up into the trapeze. He caught a young woman by the hand, throwing her up into the air above him, only to be caught by the next performer on the next trapeze. Zeke at the same time caught another woman, dressed in a pink sequined dress. Zeke did this several times, with other performers bouncing around them. Zeke let his last partner down, and he reached up to grab the bar of the trapeze with his hands as the rotation of the bars slowly stopped. Climbing up, he stood there on the trapeze. He back flipped with the other dancers onto the top trampoline. Reaching in sync with the other performers, he grasped a ribbon from the center, and jumped off, all of the ribbons giving the illusion of a waterfall. Falling with the ribbon in hand, he hit the trampoline and bounced back up as hard as he could. Together, the performers came back together. The ribbons billowed out, and then with a loud explosion and a burst of light and confetti, the star of the show appeared, and then there was silence as the trampoline performers jumped out onto the trampolines. The set lowered quickly, the star of the moment sitting on a moon shaped seat. There was silence from the crowd, eagerly awaiting her melodious voice. Her voice rang out, enchanting all who heard it. Zeke turned to face the crowd, and he bowed. In this position he remained for the rest of her song, as the moon she sat on rotated to move across the crowd. She moved, her dress fluttering in the air. She was the goddess, the watcher of this story. She sung the most beautiful melody Zeke had ever heard. Even though he heard her every night, her voice never got old. When her song was finished, a heavy fog rose, signaling the act was over. Everyone in the audience started moving, going to the bathroom, getting refreshments, and the like in the twelve minute intermission as a new set was put into place. The heavy fog spanned out, cloaking the rebuilding of the stage. Zeke smiled raising up. "This never gets old..." He said. He had seen the crowd's reaction to their aerial ballet, they had been spellbound as they watched the performers. Zeke wiped of a thin film of sweat from his brow as they helped move around set pieces. Quickly, the stage was rebuilt into a beautiful brightly colored wonderland. He looked over to his right, and smiled. "Hey everyone! Good job on the trampoline scene! Let's make the rest of the show even better!" His fellow performers were all slightly out of breath, and they nodded, quickly heading off to change for the next scene. Zeke would be sitting out of this scene. Zeke walked off of the stage, and smiled as a towel was thrown to him by one of the supervisors. "Great job, Zeke." Zeke patted off his head, slinging the towel around his shoulders. "Thanks! Next time, why don't you go on stage?" The boy smiled, waving his hands. "I can't even do half of that stuff." "Yeah you can." Zeke smiled. walked over to a small sir conditioned room where the others who would be sitting out would also watching the rest of the performance until they had to get ready for a scene. Zeke would be getting ready after the next scene, he was playing an aerial bunny with a whip.

Well done, everyone. All sign-ups are wonderfully done. Very soon we shall start. I'm waiting for one, maybe two more people to join.

Papa Smurff, can I lick your ***? - song title Please don't ask, I had to watch a vid on that....... I just wanted to tell you your cooter smells a little fishy today - me, saying that to this stuck up **** i have to deal with everyday who had her friend push me, and i happened to fall face first into her coochie..... trust me, that's a place i wish i had never been. When I want your opinion, I'll remove the duct tape. - random button on a random backpack I have opinions of my own, STRONG OPINIONS, but I don't always agree with them.- George Bush Dear god, this jack *** won the election? How the **** did he do that? No, Seriously. Who the **** voted for that dumb ***? I'm busy. You're ugly. Have a nice day.- random button on a random backpack. Yes, the same one mentioned above. You did what? To who? For how many cookies?- quote in a speak bubble on a photo of me helping a drunken friend puke in the toilet.....Oh yeah. That was a kodak moment.....real special. Muffins are just ugly cupcakes- another speak bubble on a photo of me holding a muffin and a cupcake...

Xen crashed through the ornate double doors, skidding along the floor. "OH MY GOD I'M SO LATE! I'M SO SORRY! SO SOR-" He tipped forward, loosing his footing. With an extremely loud WHAM! he fell flat on his face. "Ow..." He sat up onto his knees, rubbing his forehead. "Owie..." He looked around at all of the staring faces. He stood up, grinning like an idiot. "Sorry... heh heh..." Several of the wolves made snide remarks in hushed voices, laughing at what was in their eyes a stupid and weak vampire. Xen got up, brushing himself off. "Gah..." He said, irritated with himself. "Smooth move, Xen, nice entrance. Real classy." Xen snorted, finishing off patting his clothing down. "Just because I'm younger than all of you doesn't mean I can't kick your asses, Auron." Xen turned, a grin on his face. "Bite me, Auron. "You'd like that too much." Auron replied, smiling back. "I see you're still as lively as ever." Auron responding, drinking his solution. Auron gestured to a pitcher on the table full of the same concoction he was drinking. "Help your self, Xen." Auron pulled back a chair for Xen to sit down. "Why thank you." Xen sat down, smiling."You can be sweet, sometimes." He poured himself a glass, and took a deep drink. It tasted somewhat sweet, and Xen sighed. "It sure doesn't beat the old fashioned stuff, that's for sure." Xen took another drink. "But, In a pinch, it will do." Auron gestured at the wolf-woman sitting across from him. "Xen, I'd like you to meet Miss Tila. Tila, this is Xen, one of our youngsters. He's quite accomplished as a fighter, and very much so the charmer." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Tila." Xen smiled brightly at her. "It should be fun to work together, huh?" Tila snorted, eating her food. Xen leaned over to Auron. "She's not very friendly.." "Would you be, in her position?" Auron responded. Xen shrugged and went back to drinking. "Probably not..." Xen's gaze trailed the room again, he could see he was still the object of attention for many. Most of the wolves were peering at him like he was something to eat. Yet one of the wolves watched him with eyes that bore no hate, only curiousity, and a little bit of lust. Xen sighed, not wanting to get into a fight. But the way that several of them were looking at him, he guessed they would try, simply because they had heard he was young. If they thought he's be easy to take down, then they were in for a rude awakening. Auron turned to him. "Feeling nervous? I understand that you yourself had quite the run-in with what we're hunting." "Yes, I did. It almost killed me." Xen reached behind him, grasping the back of the chair he was sitting in. He lifted himself up, balancing the chair on two legs. Xen turned around, spinning on his hands. He noted everyone looking at him still. However a wolf was looking at him with a rather keen interest, the same one he had noticed earlier with the bedroom eyes. Swinging his weight back, he pushed off, landing on the floor. Using his excess momentum, he performed another backflip, then performed a handless cartwheel. He turned around, and moved up next to a rather large wolf. He was quite muscular, and Xen smiled. "Well, hello there. I always did like a boy with some muscles..." he said, turning on the charm. The wolf was unsure how to handle this, he obviously wasn't expecting this. Xen moved up next to the wolf, unafraid. "Hi..." the wolf responded, a little hesitant himself. Xen's smile was sweet and sultry, as genuine as they come. "Don't worry... I won't bite... unless you like it, of course." Xen laughed at his own little joke. At this, the wolf forced a smile, still a little afraid and not sure how to handle Xen. He looked over to his fellow wolves, but they were keeping their distance from the crazy vampire. Xen sniffed the air, and smiled. The wolf scent was masked by the smell of AXE body spray. Xen had applied the same to himself, albeit a different scent. Xen glanced him over, and moved up to him. "So, what are you doing later?" Xen and the wolf were being stared at. None of the others, vampire or were-wolf, had ever seen a vampire address a were-wolf like that, let alone a homosexual vampire. The were-wolf looked down, embarrassed with all of the attention he was getting from being flirted with by the young vampire. Apparently, he hadn't anticipated Xen noting his earlier interest. "Aw, don't be shy." Xen said, patting the wolf on the shoulder. "Live a little! Dance with me!" Xen grasped the were-wolf by the arm, and started pulling him over to the the jukebox in a corner of the room, ignoring the wolf's stuttered apprehensions. The Galley was used to hold wedding receptions, proms, and other such occasions, not to mention that it was also a bar and grill. Tila watched with an awed expression on her face. "Ballsy little vampire...isn't he?" Auron shrugged in response. "That's Xen for you... Always thinking with what's in his pants...And his heart... He's trying to be chummy with your kind. I'm kind of happy someone like him was turned. He's a nice guy, and doesn't care about species. Xen holds no ill will against anyone. Maybe it's because he's young, but he's one of the most genuine people I know... That, my comrade, is a quality far too rare in this world." "Indeed." Tila replied, watching Xen fiddle with the jukebox, wolf in tow. Xen found a song he liked, he laughed as he inserted the quarters to get the song going. The wolf with him looked like he was going to be ill. Loud, rapid music began to play as he started dancing, the odd movements of the dance making a few people smile. The wolf stared at him, but Xen danced over to the wolf, childing him. "What's the matter, scared? Come on, dance with me!" Xen bumped pelvises with the wolf, doing the dance without missing a beat or motion. Not wanting to be called a coward, the wolf started to half heartedly dance, quickly getting into it, what with Xen saying he could do the dance better. The two of them started laughing and having quite the time. Xen managed to get several people up with him on the dance floor, using only his charm and sheer audacity. They too started getting people to dance, and soon enough, Xen had a small army of both wolves and vampires dancing, laughing, and having a good time. At the same time, the crowd looked like a bunch of idiots. Xen led the way, a huge smile on his face. He didn't care, he was having fun. God only knows how much fun they would have in the coming future. All of them knew this, and so it wasn't hard to get them to enjoy the few sweet moments of peace they had, even if it was with something that had been an enemy for centuries. OOC: Alright, I've tried to establish that the younger crowd isn't a bunch of sticks in the mud like you old farts lol by the way, of all things they could be dancing, they're doing this particular one: [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuhRFUzIlwE[/url] Of course, all of us crazy dancers probably look more like this: [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGY0oM99aog[/url]

Welcome To The Carnival's backstage area! Here is where you can ask questions and other such things. The layout of the rp already has been put out to you all. also, you can give me story ideas here, and they will be each considered However, expect me to put it through the wringer if you have an idea. If i ask you questions about it, then answer them. If you have it all planned out, more than likely it will be put into effect sometime through the duration of the rp.

Alright, for those of you have posted their sign-ups, there will be three edits. If you are a machine, then edit in a name next to the military profile. Also, human or machine, edit in an 'external weaponry' and a Section called 'Personality Sidenotes' After we get just a few more people, we can really take off with this. Also, a necessity character that we need is more or less a 'Songstress' type pf character with an installed Vocal Hypnosis Wave Emitter. The circus needs a singer. Also, the Songstress model needs to be quite powerful with her voice, so she would need a means to attack with her voice, rather like Sindel from the Mortal Kombat games and movies. Other than this, the songstress model is up to whoever chooses it to create. Two excellent examples f what I have in mind for the songstress type android are these two following links: [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rsBLRFONEs[/url] [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZxweHs_2dE[/url] Most of the machines come standard with telepresence functions, and those two links are awesome examples of Telepresence Functions and the songstress model. What I have in mind is that the circus part of this rp is based in part on Kaladeio Star. The rest of the rp is based loosely on Outlaw Star, Armatage, Ghost in the shell, and other such anime series.

The **** you hear about me might be true, but the again itmight be as fake as the ***** who told you You're so fake, you make BARBIE look real You laugh because I'm different, I laugh because you ******* are all the same! I called your boyfriend gay and he hit me with his purse! Do not set yourself on fire. It kinda hurts. Caution: Zombies may be flammable

The heavy burden that must weigh down on their concience must be almost unbearable, or the person assisting isn't worthy of being even human. However, If the person is legitimately suffering, up the ****ing pain meds. Suicide is never right, but I can place no fault on those who are dying, and will die no matter what. I might very well do it myself to spare the ones I love from seeing me and causing them more pain.

very cute. Let's see who else joins our little party....

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[CENTER][I] " You have no choice! You are surrounded! You are out numbered and out gunned, ZX-156!" A snide look back at the military ops androids, those who mindlessly followed instructions, having no choice because their programming wasn't as complex as his own. Their target looked like a young adult with bright red hair and glasses. A normal human, or so he appeared. "Catch me if you can, asswipers." The lone boy throws his trench coat away, to reveal a plasma rifle, which he begins to use to blast away those who would seek him. When out of power he tosses the gun away, and leans back to fall off the building. He plummets away from them, a smile on his face. Whirling around to face the ground rushing at him, he slams his feet into the pavement, and a barrage of bullets greets him from all directions. One lucky bullet hits his right shoulder, and dark red blood begins to ooze from the wound. "Damn......" He runs away, holding his damaged arm. He looks up at the helicopter coming at him, his eyes glowing a mechanical red. The helicopter shuts down in mid air, plummeting to the ground below. He runs away into the night, trying to keep his cover, and to avoid capture. After all, the military would just love to have him back. He shuddered to think of what would happen if they got their grubby little hands on him again. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Tonight, a serious threat was discovered the form of terrorism, as a robot set to self-destruct near the United Embassy was discovered on transit. We have the full coverage, tonight on Dayline" ----------------------------------------------------------------------- "Several suspects have denied any knowledge of the terrorist threat, while the military denies knowledge of any stolen units. However, the robot in question was destroyed in the siege, so no applicable data can be salvaged." A picture of the red headed robot appeared on the screen, his mouth wide in a sinister smile. " While this is an as of yet unknown model, people have suggested that this is in reality a bio-android. However, at this time, the military also denies this and all other knowledge of the incident. Meanwhile, aboard the Carnivale, the robot in question was very much alive, and throwing a fit, while his arm was repaired."That wasn't even a good picture!!!" He yelled, and slammed his fist down, miffed. "Well, you shouldn't have been out parading around like that in the first place!" "Hey! I saved a little girl, thank you very much. And then They were all over me like ants to a picnic!" "Hmph. Well, you deserved this little injury if you're going to act like that." "How so?" He demanded, sulking. "You know what we are to the military, and you know they're watching for us. We are their prized roots, and we escaped. Think of how hard they'll try to get us back. You obviously didn't when you were pulling that little stunt." The boy sulked some more, looking down at the floor. "I know....".[/I][/CENTER] ----------------------------------------------------------------------- MILITARY FILE 103482-ZX TOP SECRET In regards to the ZX type android found earlier this evening, the android has escaped, much to our displeasure. We will be hiring certain specialists to bring them back in, especially the escaped ZX types. Certain rumors have been voiced that certain androids have grouped together, to better protect themselves. Several different types have been spoted aboard the ship known as the Carnival, but due to the androids sophisticated design, they are able to elude scanners detecting a vast majority of their mechanical devices. This said, we are unable to storm the ship, due to high magnetic interference, quite possibly due to the presence of a magnetic distortion field generator, found within one of the escaped androids. We believe that this ship must be detained at all costs and it must be unknown to the public. As such, we will be hiring specialists to bring them in one at a time, or if unable to be captured, destroy them. That is all at this time. alright.. just follow the same lay out as this: Military File 246-32E (you can use any combination of numbers and letters you like) Project Angel Fire (have the name have some relevance to their abilities) Android Age: 17 yrs (you can be any age you like, it doesn't matter. It isn't like you age anyway. However, the older you are, the harder it will be to find replacement parts should you need repairs. Classification: MECH ( a totally mechanical android, made out of hardly any organic parts) BIO-ANDROID ( an organic android.. capable of all the things a human can do, with a few special functions PROTOTYPE MODEL ( an early type android in the proccess of improving technology) Gender: height: 6'7" (no taller than 8') Weight: 175 lbs (no heavier than 300, no lighter than 150) Specialty components: Please select only a few of the following components Nanotek Synthesizer( uses nano machines to repair damage and digest food, or to generate other parts, and even to clothe the android!) levitation genodes ( wing like aparatuses that sprout out of the back, thanks to nano technology) Specialty synthetic L5 class radiator system (self explanitory) Specialty class 5 synthetic plastique muscle tissues ( self explanitory) High speed reactor D model (goes up to E model, the higher up the better) Hypnotic wave vocal emitter (lets the android emit hypnotic waves with their voice) lightweight frame (self explanitory) bio-mech organs ( synthetic organs) Arm mounted laser gun arm mounted laser cannon arm mounted specialty shot gun (fires coins, not bullets) Berserker protocol hologram projector light sheild X247 type arm mounted flame thrower sniperclass optics (eyes with the same qualities as binoculars)- Distortion generators/absorbers (able to absorb energy and then disperse it into the surrounding area in various forms) combat limiter protocol override (allows the android to override their limiter, pushing them self to the limit. if they fight for too long in this state, they will inevitably destroy them self) Super cooler ( allows the android to chill the air, thus making ice.) magnetic distorter (Allows the android to manipulate magnetic fields) Feel free to invent your own parts if you wish. External Weaponry: Weapons that your character uses that are not installed Original usage: (please select only one) infiltration munitions hauling defensive tactics offensive tactics Melee combat Confusing enemy troops Decimation of enemy troops covert operations android status: M.I.A. / DESTROYED / DECONSTRUCTED / STOLEN / SELF DESTRUCTED / UNKNOWN (pick one please) Known history: (treat this as your bio) Appearance (if you can, have a picture. if not, then a detailed description) Personality Sidenotes: alright build up your machines people.....we will start this when we have enough people. If you wish to be a human then pm me. Here is my own character sheet: Military File: ZX-045729221 'Zeke Remmington' Project Whiplash Gender: Male Age: 14 Classification: Bio-Android Height: 6'7" Weight: 177.6 lbs Specialty Components: Special Prototype G Class High Speed Reactor Bio-mech organs Specialty L5 Class Radiator System Combat Mode Limiter Override Protocol Standard L Class Light Shield Laser Whip arm mount Lightweight Frame Arm mounted Taser External Weaponry: Original Usage: Melee Combat Android Status: UNKNOWN Known History: Whiplash is the final ZX model off the line. Since being activated, Whiplash was proven to be the most efficient weapon in terms of usage for war. However, there were many irregularities in the ZX type logic boards, something that could never be perfected within the ZX types. Whiplash's own logic board had several major flaws, giving his personality a homosexual countenance. For three years, Whiplash served faithfully to superiors. However, the first commissioned battle Whiplash took part in jarred the emotional balance held by the ZX type models. Being ordered to return for decommissioning, it disappeared near the fourth moon of Azeria. Nothing was found, other than Whiplash's destroyed cruiser. The Android itself has never been recovered. Several times, this model has been spotted in various star systems, often coinciding with the appearance of the G-class [I]Carnival[/I] ship. Appearance: [IMG]http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee260/inufandom/1164429890970.jpg[/IMG] Personality Sidenotes: Zeke exudes pure emotional intensity and is always on the hunt for a new and exciting love conquest or some way to destroy government property. Beware of if he sets his sights on you, he has explosives. Watch out boys he'll chew you up and spit you out. Fighting off an approach from Zeke is like trying to protect your privacy against the patriot act, resistance is futile. You can try to resist his unique style of in-your-face charm and you may even succeed, but you will be kicking your own ass later for not hopping on the Vespa. ...he's a man eater. If you do find yourself spending a night with Zeke you should expect on remembering about half of the experience. It will go so fast and end so quick you will be lucky to make it into his email list. In spite of the meticulously honed aggression and confidence that Zeke portrays, he can also be very vulnerable. So what is his kryptonite? Innocence and submission. Zeke believes in the Drew Barrymore of Adam Sandler movies. If you can convince him that you are pure of heart and soul you just might be able to get a copy of the AmEx. Zeke usually carries a fantasy checklist in his wallet and is always just waiting for the opportunity to cross another one off. Zeke won't mess around when he wants to get it on. You will know. You also won't likely get much say in how it will be going down. Zeke will take control and you will be forced to give in or call the cops. Good luck with that. What to expect when spending a typical day with Zeke: - Mass quantities of Red Bull or speed. - Drum and Bass or Jungle. - Clubs and bars followed by a bar and a club. Hey DJ. - Non-stop seduction. That never stops. - Lots of awkward introductions with old "friends". - Lots of great introductions to potentially new friends. - Not spending a nickel, unless you get a defective one. - Possibility of 3 or 4 ways. - Sex in any location that you implied you haven't had it. - A "Need for Speed" inspired ride home. Alright peoples. We are the machines with heart, the bringers of laughter and smiles. Our theatre ship, the [I]S.S G-Class Carnival[/I] is our base of operations. We use the cover of being a circus to hide the fact that we were built, not born. We love performing for an audience, we have at last found a means to be happy. But the military has other ideas. Obviously, they want us back. We are the pinnacles of technology, the pride and joy of the intergalactic military police forces. Yet, we are not just hunted by the Space forces. Pirates want us, too. We've got a lot of power, and some of us are so advanced, we are capable of getting pregnant, should the case arise. We a beacon of hope, a shining star among other renegade robots. However, the day will come when the Space Police get desperate enough to take us by force. Can we survive their wrath?

So... people are talking about me and sex. Wait a minute.....sex? WHERE!? I WANT SOME! *eats sex*

here's one for ya: If life gives you lemons, squeeze them in someone's eye and haul ***.

Well, I'm taking on Azriel right now..... Me and Excel can take on Siera after w kill out prospective opponents, considering everyone else is wrapped up in their own fights. I had wanted to save some action for others, but i guess now... Dawner can kil Siera, if he gets on soon...

Dunan laughed, and came barreling at the wolf standing there, observing. "Come on, big boy! Let's play!" Dunan shouted, charging blindly into battle, having no clue what the hell he was up against, as usual. The wolf smirked and waved his massive arm, a blast of fire coming straight at Dunan. Dunan jumped away, landing on a patch of grass not far from where he had been standing. "Damn..This one uses magic too?" Dunan sighed. "Oh god damn it... Why do I always have to pick the shit heads who use magic?" Dunan rose from his spot on the ground, bracing himself for another onslaught. The wolf raised his hands into the air, fireballs appearing in them. Fire came from his mouth as well. The wolf took a deep breath, and roared, sending flames shooting at Dunan. Dunan furrowed his brow. "I know the chili at the bar was spicy... but this is ridiculous!" Dunan jumped out of the way, his body feeling the heat. "I won't be so easy to kill as the others.." The wolf started. Dunan nodded. "Yeah yeah.. so the rest of them said too. Come on, come up with something original!" The wolf began to fling fireballs at Dunan, smashing them at his feet. Using some fast footwork, Dunan managed to void them, but he had to move farther away from his target. [I]Gotta get closer...[/I] Dunan thought, and he started moving in a circle, hoping he could wind around the wolf, and slowly get closer.The wolf breathed fire once more, and Dunan jumped up, aiming for a kick at the wolf's head. However, the wolf had anticipated this, and launched another assault. The wolf belched up another fireball, engulfing Dunan in flames. Dunan came crashing into the ground, his face burnt, and his clothes torched. Dunan writhed in pain and the wolf stepped to him. "That looks painful..." The wolf growled. "Allow me to end it for you right now!" The wolf raised his foot, and stomped Dunan into the ground. Dunan cried out, his vision blurring. The wolf had put Dunan out, and he leaned over, putting pressure on Dunan. Dunan grunted, but didn't do anything. Half of his face had been burnt to cinders, and hs torso was covered in nothing more than charred rags. "You vampires really are pathetic... so high and mighty.. until you meet your match." Dunan coughed, and grasped the wolf's leg. Dunan started to rise, and he smirked. "The likes of a lowly dog like you, my equal? How pathetic!" Dunan got up, and twirled the wolf around, picking up speed. "Can't use your powers at this range can you? You might toast yourself!" Dunan let go, and the wolf flew into a tree. There was a sickening crack, and when the wolf stood, his arm hung limply at his side, the bones exposed. "How... dare... you..." The wolf seethed. Dunan shrugged, his own wounds beginning to heal. "You attacked us, you mangy dog.

I would like to join this, it looks like fun. Name: Xen (Vampire) Age:73 Birth Age: 18 Gender: Male Apearence: [IMG]http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee260/inufandom/1164429890970.jpg[/IMG] Weapons: He wields the sword above, as well as two dual pistols. Personality: Xen exudes pure emotional intensity and is always on the hunt for a new and exciting love conquest or monster hunt. Beware of if he sets his sights on you, he has explosives. Watch out boys he'll chew you up. Fighting off and approach from Xen is like trying to protect your privacy against the patriot act, resistance is futile. You can try to resist his unique style of in-your-face charm and you may even succeed, but you will be kicking your own ass later for not hopping on the Vespa. ...he's a man eater. If you do find yourself spending a night with Xen you should expect on remembering about half of the experience. It will go so fast and end so quick you will be lucky to make it into his email list. In spite of the meticulously honed aggression and confidence that Xen portrays, he can also be very vulnerable. So what is his kryptonite? Innocence and submission. Xen believes in the Drew Barrymore of Adam Sandler movies. If you can convince Xen that you are pure of heart and soul you just might be able to get a copy of the AmEx. Xen usually carries a fantasy checklist in his wallet and is just waiting for the opportunity to cross another one off. Xen won't mess around when he wants to get it on. You will know. You also won't likely get much say in how it will be going down. Xen will take control and you will be forced to give in or call the cops. Good luck with that. What to expect when spending a typical day with Xen: - Mass quantities of Red Bull or speed. - Drum and Bass or Jungle. - Clubs and bars followed by a bar and a club. Hey DJ. - Non-stop seduction. That never stops. - Lots of awkward introductions with old "friends". - Lots of great introductions to potentially new friends. - Not spending a nickel, unless you get a defective one. - Possibility of 3 or 4 ways. - Sex in any location that you implied you haven't had it. - A "Need for Speed" inspired ride home.