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[CENTER][I]" You have no choice! You are surounded!" A snide look back at the military ops androids, those who mindlessly followed instructions. "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 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 barrage of bullets greets him. One lucky bullet hits his rtght shoulder, and dark red blood begins to ooze from the wound. "Damn......" He runs away, his damaged arm holding him back. 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 awy into the night, trying to keep his cover, and to avoid capture. After all, the military would just love to have him back.[/I] --------------------------------------------------------------------- [I]Tonight, a serious threat was discovered the form of terrorism, as a robot set to destruct near the United Embassy was discovered on transit. We have the full coverage, tonight on Dayline[/I] ----------------------------------------------------------------------- "[I]Several suspects have denied any knowlege of the terrorist threat, while the military denies knowlege of any stolen units. However, the Robot in question was destroyed in the seige." [/I] A picture of the robot appeared on the screen. " [I]While this is an as of yet unknown model, people have suggested that this is in reality a bio-android, but the military also denies this."[/I][/CENTER] [I]Meanwhile, aboard the [/I]Carnivale[I], 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 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." "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 weescaped. Thinmk of how hard they'll try to get us back. You obviously didn't." The boy suled some more, responding, "I know...."[/I]. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- MILITARY FILE 103482-ZX [I]TOP SECRET[/I] In regards to the ZX type android found earlier this evening, the android has escaped, much to our displeasure. We will be hiring certyain 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 to a magnetic distortion feild generator, found within one of the escaped androids. We belive that this ship must be detained at all costs and it must be unkjmnown to the public. As such, we will be hiring specialists to bring them in one at a time. That is all. Alright... you have the gist of this... lets play. Android model type: Name: Age: Specialty components: History: Personality: Appearence:

"HWWWWOAAAARRRRRR!!!" Cat leaped up from thr ground, crashing though several objects to land on her feet. She begins to rip throiugh people like they are made of putty. She stops, glaring. "Why are you attacking this person?" She looked around, and then realized she had defeated them. Her expression blanks. The man she had probably saved looked at her with an expression of curiousity. "Who are you???" "I am Cat, one of the CatEye people. You?" "I'm....Chase." "Hmph. Those people were weaklings." "Um.. I see that." Cat turns on him, her rather sensous body fluanted by her skin tight leather onsomble. "So.... you wanna show a girl around town?" She slinks torwards him, her body moving sweetly, like she was trying to get him riled up in a sexual manner. "I don't mind going with a man of another race." She laughs, And her eyes become rather cat like for a moment. "so whaddaya say, cutie? Wanna show me around? I did help ya out a little back there." Her drawl is cute, but Chase looks at her oddly. "Sure... why not..." There was something about this woman..... something that made him want to be near her, like she was somehow important...like maybe she was pivotal in the coming possibility of war. "Well... come on then!!! Let's go!" Cat grabs Chase, and she drags him sway, him all the while somethat confused.

"No!" Zeke called out, rushing to Adam. Feeling for a pulse, Zeke sighs. "He's alive... Thank god.." Zeke looked to the man that had appeared. He surveys the potential of the man. "you seem angry, Young Zeke. May I inquire as to why?" Zeke stands, and removes his flute from his back pack. "You are why I am angry, mister. Tell me... you are from one of three vieing powers, yes? Why do you concern yourself with children?" "You're one to talk, Zeke, I was under the impression you weren't interested in this fight." "Ah well.... you can't stay neutral if you have allies, can you?" Zeke become cocky, his mannerisms changing to be slight;ly more sinister. "Now, I have no idea who you are, or what your deal is, but we are not your toys." Zke begijns to play his flute, and his powers surge. A glow forms around him, his flute. He stops on a hollow note, and the other three kids begin to glow as well. Zee smiles, as he's just cast a Protect spell. "Now... come at me, or I'm going to destroy you." "with what, child?" "I think it's time to play another istrument for you..." He pulls out his violin, and now his smils is dangerous, his eyes wide open in a rather frightening manner. "Allow me to play for you." He begins to play a slow, dramatic peice, as the man let more dark spheres form. They fly at Zeke, but they disolve against a spotty sheild, as something begins to form. Black fire come rolling at the man in ever incessant waves. "My Black melody.... my Lacrymosa!" She steps from the fire, her eyes flashing dark anger. Zeke's sinister smile widens even more. "Mister... it would be advised that you run....My lovely Lacrymosa is quite taken to the darkness.... She consumes it. And you radiate it." Lacrymosa trembles, her body strains to keep away, as Zeke has not ordered her to attack. "Go! Lacrymosa!" She screams, the pitch shattering all the windows. Her open mouth reveals long, snake like fangs, and her eyes are orange, with slitted pupils. Her smils is much like Zeke's, her bloodlust intense. Zeke plays on, Lacrymosa attacking. "Hey, Christina!" Zeke calmly says, And she looks to him. "Yeah?" "Get Adam and Joe out of here. Carry him out if need be. I can hold him off untill you get out of here." "Okay!" Zke plays faster, and Lacrymosa's attacks become even more frenzied. The other thre manage to get out, before Zeke uses Lacrymosas' specialty. She Explodes into thick chocking smoke, and the children run away into the night, Zeke now useing his Mp3 player to dance, making a sheild to protect them from being found by magical means.

Name: Kat Age: unknown Gender: female Race: Cateye Demons, these people look human enough, but have the awesome ability to turn into behemoth half cat creatures with power over fire Kingdom: Northern/outsider Specialties: transformation, comunicate with animals, strength of ten, fire bringer, strong affiliation with Justice, and super potent senses. Weapons: Cat claws, alternative form Appearence: [url]http://www.animewallpapers.com/wallpapers/ff7advent/ff7advent_18_1024.jpg.php[/url] Past: She is the ruling Kiltias' daughter, making her nobility of her people. She's been known to explore the world, returning to her home to tell of her exploits. Not much more is known about her, other than her mother was rumored to not be of her own race. Personality: She's quite taken to shiny things, she's also quite catty, especially when she uses her claws... literally. Known to be angered easily, she's vicious, but loyal. She's a natural leader, she will make her father proud one day, when she takes the role of leading her people, which merely wish to leave in peace. She herself involves herself in the matters of the world because she feels so strongly about trying to make peace with others. As she hasd many freinds, she's quite influencial. Hailing from the volcanic and snowy mountains of the north, she's quite hardy to other climates. She knows her limits, her abilities, and her own heart.

Name: Wynter Slagovich Appearence: [url]http://www.animewallpapers.com/wallpapers/fushigi/fushigi_3_800.jpg.php[/url] Gender: Past: He is of checkoslavakian decent, and in the war. Having lost everything, he knows only the fighting now. He fights for honor, and for his dying mother, whom the military promises to take care of as long as he fights. No longer does he wish for the senseless violence and bloodshed, he wanmts peace, and to go home to see his dying mother. Dreams: His dreams are of future events, as well as a recuring dream of him standing in the middle of a busy street. His foot scrapes against the ground, destroying all that there is in that direction. Then, he steps forward, and all is wiped out. He is sudenly standing on water a blue a saphires, with a moon made of swirling blue clouds of various tint, with a back round of Orange clouds. Side: he fights for Japan weapons: Senbon Needles: rather like throwing needles, a target must be hit in a precice point, or the mortality rate is rather low. Artificlial arm: this arm is more so an advanced prosthetic for military use. Within it is a small and compact shotgun, and it fires coins, not bullets.

Zeke sighs, annoyed with their silence. "Well then, I'll tell you what I'm after." Zeke continues. " I am.. an item of interest, to the leaders of an organization called Zero Covanent. They want to recruit me. But... they do things to people. This I will not speak of, as I shall keep them as my own personal nightmares." Zeke thinks again of Elise, but pushes her out of his mind. "There is much in this world you three won't understand, and the darkness encroaching on this world grows ever nearer. Do not ignore it, for it is within us to fight it back and send it back into the Void." Zeke sighs. "There is much to contemplate....yes?" He snaps his fingers again, snd the stereo swtches to Evanescence, Tourniqet ringing out. "Music is a passion, hence this explains my own definitive powers. Your powers are all related to some aspect of the heart. We all have our reasons, our abilities, and our own hearts, which we follow." Zeke chuckles sweetly. "There is all so much which we hold dear, whether it's here in this world, or the next. We cherish that, do we not?" Zeke talks like he's known the world for a long time. "Memories are so precious to us, and thus also give us power. What we do with that power is up to the individual that possesses it." He looks suddenly distant, like he's lost in memories. "Not all memories are pleasent, mind you, but without the bad, we can not appreiciate the good, or the good yet to come. There will be pain in the journey of life, but there will also be joy." He sighs once more, closing his eyes. "There is much I can teach you, but only if you are willing to learn." Zeke once more snapps his fingers, and rather slow techno begins to play. He dances to the kitchen, given odd looks all the way. "Can I make you guys anything? Unfortunately, I'm not the best cook, but i can manage something simple." Zeke is cheery, but he hides so much more than he has let out. He knows Zero Covanent watches them. He knows they might strike, Elise leading the way. Zeke looks back into the living room, they were all looking over his possessions, he knew they wanted to something more about him. He quirks, and giggles. He snaps his fingers, and the VCR begins to play a tape of his childhood home. There he was as a child, playing outside with the dog, tring to give Bosker a bath, and screaming in sheer joy when his Dad aimed the hose at him. His mother made an appearence, and she scolds the father. [I]"If you spray me with that, I will not give any of this food." "Aw, honey.... but you look so good in a wet t-shirt."[/I] Zeke smiled, such happy memories. The tape plays forward a few minutes, and then there is a scene of a funeral. Zeke's father, lying in a coffin, his skin an odd purple-red color. Mercury could be seen glimmering on his eyelashes. Zeke cries some, his face steamed with tears. Then, Zeke, a little older, but upset. Crying over a coffin with his mother inside. She too, is the same color, but the mercury sembles tears. The tape ends with one of Zeke's champoinship dances, which he took first place for the first time. Zeke comes back into the room, as the TV turns off. He has come up with some pretty impressive looking sandwiches. Stacked with meats,cheese, and letuce and tomato and miricle whip. on another tray, he's got sodas galore. "Here ya guys go. Enjoy. Afterwards, the bathroom's just down the hall, and feel free to use the shower if you need it." He smiles, and walks back to the couch, useing the remote to turn on the television to watch anime.

Zeke Was feeling much better, his powers were begining to flow once more. He turned on his mp3, and jammed to the music as he walked down the street. But, alas, he was not to be unjarred by the sight of several people running. He felf a tug withing him, the two boys and the girl in front were looking scared. His breath catches, in his very soul he knew he needed to help them. The whiz by him, and he follows suit. "Hey, wait up!" "No!!! Quite following us!" one of the boys yells. The girl cast a questioning look, but said nothing, as she was busy running. "I'm not one of them!" Zeke yells. "I'm like you three!" Zeke Begins to feel his heart pounding. "Come with me! I know how to lose them!" Zeke pounds the pavement, leading them. He changes the music playing on his mp3, to a bombarding classical composition.He spins on his feet, sending a green shimmering mist at their pursuers. "Stop!" He yells, the mist changes into a rather slime-like net, making their pursuers stop in mid tracks. He whirls back around, not missing a beat. He runs again, turning a corner. He leads them to an appartment overlooking the city. "Welcome to my home." He says, on leading them though the door. They look around, obviously expecting a parental figure. "I live alone, so feel free to do as you wish. Make yourselves at home." He smiles kindly, knowing they probably don't trust him. the girl is the first to speak. "Who are you?" "I'm Zeke Rayne. I'm much like you guys, but..." He looks out the huge bay window. "But my abilities aren't like you guys'. I need music to use mine. It's like a focal point, and without it, my abilities won't manifest." He smiles again. "But enough about me. Can I ask your name?" "Christina." "Joe" "Adam." "Nice to meet ya." Zeke sits on one of the lush velvet couches, smiling. "you're more than welcome to sit down. It's not like I worry about dirtying my things." "You live so well for being on your own..." Adam states, looking at all of the rather expensive objects. "I make my living performing for people. I tutor in musical intruments, as well as performing in dance competitions and Dance Dance Revolution Tournaments. I do quite nicely. That, and there was an inheritance left to me by my parents. Sadly, they passed away a long time ago." Zeke thinks of Elise, the woman who so resembled his mother. He smiles again, pushing it from his mind. "You guys are more than welcome here, or to leave, I won't stop you. But just know you guys have someone on the higher ups to turn to. " He snaps his fingers, and remixed beethoven begins to play from the stereo. "so, what exactly are you guys after, if you don't mind my asking."

Zeke shakeshis head, he was rather dizzy. He lookesdd out across the feild he had walked to, if only to see a cloaked figure walking torwards him. He knew who it was. "Elise... How pleasent..." "Now.... is that anyway to talk to me?" "You should talk..." "My dear child.... You have no idea what it does to me to hear you talk to me like that..." "You are no longer who you once were.." Her smile angers Zeke, who is already tired. "Come now... i have information for you. There is a young man by the name of Aidran.. I think you whould seek him out... he might be willing to help you in your tasks....though he is a member of Alpha afflictus. " "Leave me, Elise. I will do as i see fit to help the world." "Just keep in mind what i said..." Later, Zeke ponders the words Elise had said. So thus, he seeks out this Adrian person. It wasn't hard. He simply looked at newspaper articles. He managed to trace him to a meadow in the middle of no where. He pondered what would happen, as he watched. Zero Covanent would be quite interested in this, but he wasn't telling them anything. He would play, but his abilities would wane if he tried. So thus, he decided to go and wait for the boy at his place of emplyment. He pulls out his flute, enticeing them with a melody. He begins to walk away, the notes clearly spreading through the air.

Name: Rayne Zex Age: Physical: 75 Mental: 21 Nationality: Japanese Enhancements: He was once deemed the ultimate weapon, but that was nearly half a century ago. Since then he has had several upgrades, but nothing too major. He is comprised of mostly outdated parts. Most of all he is now he must deal in cybernetic antiquities to replace or repair. He has a Class L5 Radiator System, not as good as the newer model radiator systems, to besure, but is unique unto himself. In its time, it was the only radiator system of its kind. His first and only major upgrade was the instalation of a high speed reactor, the G model. This upgrade allows him to keep up in speed compared to other robots, even though often enough he's much faster. His combat limiter overide protocol is a program that shouldn't even exist within his systems. He hacked into himself, and uploaded this program. Very Dangerous, this program lifts the limiter on his combat mode. As such, his systems can't keep up with the power surge. He can operate on this level for only a short time before his systems begin to give out. he has a verbal activation code, which causes him to all but berserk. Last but not least, his telepresence functions enabler. With this component, he able to mentally comunicate with computers and other robots with extensive cybernetics. Depending on their level of A.I. he might even be able to manipulate them into whatever he wanted them to do. Primary (military) Occupation: Espionage, Infiiltration, Demolition, Spy, Hand to Hand Combat Secondary Occupation: Lead vocalist for a popular music group known as Scrapmetal Roses. He is often thought to be female, due to the feminine pitch of his voice, and appearence. When he's not doing that, he's often enough selling paintings. Personality: He often loves to be in front of the crowd, he lives for it. His fans are people from all over the world. To please them is to make himself happy. Nothing makes him more estatic than the crowd, or a mission. No one really knows him, despite the fact he's honest, which this fact sometimes makes him moody and irritable. He's also bi-polar, a common mental disorder. His music reflects his emotional roller coaster. His memories are also sparatic, , which depresses him greatly. He's freindly, outgoing, and frutier than a banana. Loud, obnoxious, and yet kind and sincere when it matters. He's never known to be predictable either. Appearence: [url]http://www.animewallpapers.com/wallpapers/ff7advent/ff7advent_19_800.jpg.php[/url] History: Born in Kyoto, Japan, he was a child of extordinary talent when it came to the fine arts. His mother was japanese, his father an american soldier. He'd often be found playing a musical instrument, playing for kicks. He knew he was good, but then, why go into the military? Truth was, he was a legend's son. The military power thought it would look good. His mother was ill, so he joined the military under the condition she'd be taken care of. Even when she died, he stayed, thinking it would make her proud. But he was injured, and then began his cybernetic existence A year later, after his arm and leg were artificial, he was crushed to death from a falling tank in a country riddled with cival war. His mind was saved, but only by placeing it in a cybernetic body.Then he was then placed in cryo-sleep for years, until he was brought back join the robotica squad

Zeke walked out of the dance club, yawning. He was bored, and needed something to do. The club wasn't doing it for him tonight. He walked about the town, until the idea hit him to play. He pulls out a sleek black case from his bag. On opening it, he reveals an ancient violin, and thus begins to play. A rendition of beetoveen's moonlight sonata can be heard though the streets. He plays and dances, making it a scene. With his foot, he lifts up a lime, and begins to juggle it, all the while playing without a hitch. He is splendid. When finished, he notes a person cloaked in black. Money is thrown into his case. Packing away what turns out to be a generous sum of fifteen dollars, he chases after the person. Soon enough, he ralizes he can't find the mysterious person. "Hey, pretty boy.." Zeke walks away. "I was talking to you," The voice says again. Zeke pays no mind. He knew it was some reject as of yet of little purpose to him. "Hey!" The person speaking grabs Zeke.Wrong thing to do. Zeke grabs the hand, and launches him into a wall. Several motre people emerge into the alley. "You're coming with us..." another says. Zeke smiles. He reaches behind him, grasping his violin. "Why? What means do you have with me?" "You are an item of interest to my master... Your powers are unique, so you will submit to his curiousity to learn about you." "So. He's found me... even after all I've done to elude him..." Zeke whirls around, his violin poised to play. "Let us play." Zeke begins to play, the sweet sorrow of the melody causeing things to become almost dreamlike. "Stop him! Before he summons something!" Several people attack Zeke, but it is too late. A creature begns to manifest from nothing. "do you like this peice?" Zeke asks, his smile widening. "I call it, [I]'Black Melody'[/I] His creature begins to shrink as it's power collects, makeing it no longer semble a monster, but a human figure. It is female. It looks out ant at the figures. Dark fog begins to move out from this being. She is clad in only on black, half of it sembling lace on her blue skin. Her hair is shock white, and moves as if she is a dream. "Meet my lovely. Lacrymosa." The being attacks ina flurry of movement. Lacrymosa weaves dark powers, her abilities far surpassing those of the men. She begins to eminate even more dark fog, and it seizes the men. They are drawn to her, with them clawing to escape.A dark portal appears, as she draws them to it. She smiles, her blue lips slightly upturned. Zeke laughs. "What's the matter, afraid of the dark?" He begins to laugh even harder as the music plays faster. Then, he slows it down. Lacrymosa pauses. The darkness turns to black ice, and shatters. She begins to disipate, fadeing to dark mist, and then to nothing. The men are all frightened, and the music stops. He yet remains ready, as he slips his violin into the bag. He presses the button on his mp3 player, and remixed beetoveen begins to play." [I]Dance of Roses."[/I] "You still want to play? I can summon even more for you." He begins to move in a sensual way, it's even provacative. The ground cracks as v\thorned vines begin to erupt from the ground. Rose blossoms begin to bloom, and then, just behind Zeke, anemormus blossom, swoolen and deeply red, forms. From it, a white skinned woman, clad in armor red as blood, emerges. She has red hair as crimson as human blood, a rose bloom above her right ear. "Meet my BloodRose." BloodRose moves with grace, commanding the enormous amount of roses to attack. The vines whirl and churn, bindin the men and slicing them up pretty good. But one, he who'd spoken, was free. He attacks, but Zeke dances, dodging and fluxuating to his music. He motions for BloodRose to join him, and thus beginsd their dance of Death. She begins to lighty tap on the man, and soon he is redened by her attacks. Thus, they stop. Too late, the man realizes he's dead. Enormous vines begin to rip though his body, and he screams in agony. Zeke smile as he and BloodRose tango. The back of the mans head explodes as an enormous bloody blossom blooms. BloodRose fades away into petals. Zeke smiles, knowing the man wasn't dead, not until his master allowed him to die. "I'll be goin' now... and give Zero Coveanant my regards." Zeke smiled, as he walked away. "Amazing, how the lowest knaves spring the most beautiful of blooms....." He begins to dance down the street, jaming to the music playing. (okay, everyone else seems to have some tie in, so i made mine. forgive the uber powerfulness.. i assure you, he's more wiped than it appears. It'll show up in my next post)

Name:Wynter Slavochovich Nickname: Iyce, Chill Factor, Winter Frost Gender: male Personality: Icy cold, perhaps due to things from his past. his freinds are the only ones he opens up to at all. Only his freinds see his smile, or see his lack of confidence. Otherwise, he comes across as an frigid person, cold, and uncaring. This would explain his nick name, certainly. Though he gives advice seemingly beyond his years. His insights are sickeningly accurate, despite the fact he doesn't know anything about a person. He's rich and uptight, yet doesn't flaunt it unless on his freinds. The only time he can be seen getting worked up is his flashes of anger, in which he'll break whatever is in his hand, or when he's snowboarding, or playing the piano, or being artistic Appearence: Dressing in tones of deepest black, accented by a pale blue, he looks remarkably feminine, indeed, he's often mistaken as a girl, what with the looks and his ice-tone makeup and dyed, ankle length, blue hair. An erratic goth, one would say. History: His past is kept well away from people, only his closest freinds know even a little. As a smal child, his parents were brutally slaughtered, while he watched from under some blankets. He was a mute for weeks. To this day, he doesn't know why it happened, yet he's never forgotten. He's moved from foster home to foster home, untill he was adopted recently. Since, his adopted father has tranied him in several martial arts, weapons useage, and musical prowess, the man being adament about Wynter's going into the C.I.A or something. When he met his new freinds, he started talking more, and opening up. Yet, he's still frigid sometimes. He's developed quite a musical talent over the years, useing it to let his freinds be amused and delighted. Habits: He often plays piano in the school cafeteria, if only to get on other peoples nerves, because they do not have the talent. He often acts mechanically, not realizing it. Like when asked to hand something to someone, like a knife, he'll twirl it in his hand to give it to them handle first. Often, he is seen with his ear mounted mp3 player.

"Hmmm...to help the idiots....or help my fellows...." Dizzy pondered this question with mediocre thought. Dizzy sighs. "I never did like angels, they are so high and mighty...at least, they have the attitude like they are.... but demons are so brash.....Ah well." He thinks on other things. "Heaven and hell so dare clash it appears.I knew it would come to this eventually... but why does it feel so wrong??? there is so much more to this.. I know it." An angel sneaks up behind the charismatic Dizzy, and tries to stab him. But Dizzy twitches his body to the left, and smacks the angel with the broadside of his sythe. "Oh my.... i didn't know I had company.... I'm Dizzy, Nice to meet you!" He giggles feindishly. The angel grimances, and tries to fly off, but Dizzy grabs him by the wing. "Now now, love, you ain't going anywhere." "Let me go, you abomination!" "Abomination? Well, Mommy obviously taught you absolutely no manners" Dizzy smiles, his serene blue eyes becoming blood red. "Now.. really, if you wanted to sway me to your side, don't you think you should have been just a wee bit nicer? But then, I'm not all angel...." He sighs. "Never mind.. you can go." Dizzy lets the angel go, and he flies away, only to veer back, screaming. "Oh.. i see.. i let you go so you have another chance to kill me... or so you think." Dizzy whirls his sythe, and decapitates the angel.Blood spatters everything. "Stupid.." He notices he's been spotted. "Oopsies...." He jumps down from his rooftop viewpoint, crashing down through ad bilboards and other such things. He slams into the ground, and stands, stretching. He had reverted back to his human form, but his red eyes weren't exactly kosher. He advances on the angels and demons, plying with his magnum. He loads it up with a bullet, and sighs. "oh.. don't mind me.....go on continue what you're doing. I have no interest in how this little spat goes either way. Angels are idiots.. and demons are brash...but that's they way things go." He observes the women, and then hones in on the guys. "mmmm.... so many hotties....." He laughs, amused with himself."What???

Name: Dizzy Age: 21 demon age: 298 gender: male personality: Very outlandish, he's loud, obnoxious, and downright fruity. He has a tendency to make disgustingly accurate insights and conclusions. His loyalty is reserved for thos who earn his trust, and to those he feels are seekers of justice. human(without the wings) and demon Appearence: [url]http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://66.199.231.236/wallpapers/warofgenesis/warofgenesis_4_800.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.animewallpapers.com/wallpapers/warofgenesis/full_4_800.asp&h=600&w=800&sz=130&hl=en&start=8&tbnid=mqxFICWZa6KStM:&tbnh=107&tbnw=143&prev=/images%3Fq%3DWar%2BOf%2BGenesis%2Banime%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG[/url] Human weapon: magnum 40 ( think of them as REALLY big hand guns) demon weapons:a sythe that Death itself would envy

Lumiere staggered, before falling to her knees. Her body screamed in agony, yet she showed no signs of fatigue, other than her raspy breaths. She stands again, and steadily makes her way to the mines. She looks around, watching the commotion. She turns away, closing her eyes. She sees a uniformed guard acting rather funny. She sets out to him. Following him, she realizes he's leading her away. When far enough away, he whirls on her. "Who are You?" She doesn't speak, as she never did. She cocks her head, as if ready to do something. The man notes her name tattoo, the barcode on her neck. "Lumiere, huh? The mute girl. Well, my name is Ashen." The girl doesn't respond, other than rushing to him, clutching at him. "Um..." She doesn't shout, she doesn't sniff, she falls to her knees, tears falling down her cheeks. "Please..." she spoke, her voice faintly above a whisper, "Please take me away." Then she faints

Lumiere lied on the metal table, her delicate frame somewhat frightening to behold, as she was strapped down, and all kinds of tubes and strobes were attached to her. She only looked into the light, as the doctors monitored her. In front of her, her little dolls played a kind of game, as if they were having a tea party. The test ended, and she was released from her bindings, to play with her dolls some more. The android watchmen simply blankly stared off. "She's so strange.. as least the other patients screamed." "Eh, who cares?" "I do!! The at least give me some pleasure... this one is boreing." The doctor kicks her, and Lumiere goes flying into the wall. She slumps, before returning to her dolls again. "Maybe I should break one of those things... at least try to get something out of her." Lumiere simply paused, making the doctor's eye twitch. "Hm?" The light above made loud crackling noises, before shattering. "Damn!" The doctors reached for Lumiere, but the androids retaliated, smashing them to the ground. Lumiere stood up, and collected her dolls, before leaving the room. She gave a vague smile, but it was gone from her lips even before it formed. The androids began to shoot at each other. Wityh the silence, there is a deafening explosion, as the androids self destruct, rocking the compund. As she walks, guards run past her, she was nothing to be concerned with, she had always walked alone back to her playroom, where she was monitored as she played with her dolls. This appeared as nothing new to them... She halts suddenly, and looks dead into the camera. She knew Bryan, the man who was behind everytrhing here, all the pain they tried to inflict on her, was watching.Her blank eyes revealed no intent of what she was about to do.She continues walking, and the camera explodes into thousands of peices, as do they all begin to, as Lumiere's mind began to follow the electronic currents in the wall. In the monitor room, Bryan was cursing, screaming into the speakerphone to catch and render Lumiere incapable of useing her powers... by any means neccessary. But, evan as he screams loud and blatant death threats, Lumiere simply walks on, disabling cameras and androids, seemingly unaware of the chaos around her. (alright, the surveilance systems are coming down, thanks to Lumiere, and i would assume it would be the most strategic usage of her ability... If I seem too powerful, please, let me know. however, this ability is very taxing; my next post she will be exausted.)

Name: Lumiere Age: 16 Gender female appearence: [url]http://www.livingdeaddolls.com/archive/photos_fanart.asp[/url] (second from the bottom) Personality: Very withdrawn, and shy usually. Her eyes are oddly hollow, and her face is almost as if it is made of porceillin, due to she never shows any emotions. the only time she shows anything is when she plays with her dolls. She seems very partial to fruits and cheeses, as well as aged apple juice Hidden power: she has the ability to control inanimate objects, especially dolls. The limits of this ability are unknown. The experiments performed on her have no veritable effect, she does not even flinch as the doctors cut into her flesh. Bio: She was captured from a luxury cruise liner attacked by pirates, she was playing with her dolls, covered in her own parent's blood, a deep slash across her back. She's never spoken a word since. Some say she's still tramatized, and the mines are an escape from her own horrid nightmares made of memories. Others say she's just a hollowed out husk of a human being. She was a never a worker, merely a puppet for experiments, until an outbreak of prisoners. She was taken long to be saved from the terrible evil that eminated through the mines. She was asked to help people, by the leader of the rag tg group. To everyone's surprise, she nodded, the first coherent motion she had ever performed. Truely, this little girl was an enigma, in the truest sence of the word

A cold, ominous wind blew through the trees, as Winter practiced his moves. Named for his snow white skin and hair, he cherished his name, it was the most precious thing in the world to him. It was the only non material object his parents had left him when they died, so many years ago. Winter stopped, on feeling the wind, his mind coming back from his memories. The sword he was holding shattered into thousands of snowflakes, drifting to the ground. He began to feel a chill unlike anything he had ever felt before, encompasing him, giving the feeling something wanted to claim him. "Something's coming....I think it best to not be here when it arrives." Gathering his things, he slips on a black leather jacket and hurridly proceeds to his car, knowing that whetever he senced was near, and most likely coming for him. Starting up the older vehicle, he noted shadowws creeping up on him. He smiled, an icy mist forming around the car, as his eyes fades from a lively red to a pale ice blue. "Not so fast, loves...You can't catch me so easily." He guns the engine, and floors the accelerator, causing the wheels to spin aimlessly, until they dain the traction they need. Then he is off. Winter finds the shadows are not easily lost, as he speeds all the way to his home, all the while watching the shadows in his rear veiw mirrors. "Damn... they're really persistant...." the shadows begin to become more jagged looking, and then like black liquid crystals. They rear up, to smash the car to peices, but Winter turns the wheel just in time and the shadow smashes only pavement. then, Winter can't see the shadow. "Damn it all! Where is it?" He swerves into his drive as something slams the car from the left.Winter is thrown from the rolling car, to slam into the ground himself, bouncing all the way. He stuggles to get up, and nearly hurls. There is a laugh, and a man steps forth from the shadows. Winter grtts his teeth, trying to see through the blood seeping into his eyes "Who the hell are you?" he asks hotly, his icy demenor broken. the man laughs. "Who am I?" I think that not important, Mister Winter Iyce." Winter grunts, in an effort to stand., He's been messed up pretty good, but it was nothing he couldn't walk off. He focused his mind, and lowed the temperture of the air around him, soothing his wounds and scrapes. [I]"Can I help you?"[/I] Frost appears around him, making it seem Winter was in some sort of sparkleing haze. "my master will not be denied... of you...and you to be his disciple" Winter blinks, confused. "Sorry... i prefer my men to see me face to face...and I don't do my teachers." Winter can feel darkness ebbing all around them, and the crystal shadow rears again. It shatters." Come with me or die, Winter Iyce," [I]"I'll pass."[/I] the peices shoot at Winter, cutting at his clothes and skin. A peice strikes his cheek, and blood drips down his face. A sinister smile, with all the chill of the dead of winter, appears on his lips. [I]"My turn..."[/I] Hundreds of ice crystals form into lond, jagged crystals, and when Winter sweeps his hands forward, they all go flying at the 'shadow man' The man manages to dodge most of them, but he is caught by Winter's right foot hitting him into a wall. "So I see you shall fight...So be it." The man disappears into the shadows, leaving Wiinter only with questions.

MILITARY FILE SMC-162 The ScrapMetal Circus is a known cover for renegade military specialty robots, including but not limited to bio-androids, weapons grade androids, and androids designed for infiltration We, as the military power responsible for these mechs must reclaim them to be put to their proper usage. If it is not possible, then we are to destroy them. This is an order from the high command. The problem is not the androids, but the tracking of them. They have all disconnected their tracking beacons, and refuse to return to service. So thus we must reclaim them, and if not possible, termination of the renegades. We are the robots discussed in the above file. We don't want to go back to that...servitude. We are all of diferent origins and capabilities, and when we aren't running from them, we run our own circus, hence, the birth of the ScrapMetal Circus. We travel on our spaceship, the Carnival, which also serves as our Circus 'big top' using our various abilities,we create illusions and amazing performances. there are those of u who can create holograms,or are infused with weaponry like flame throwers, or ice generators. We are each unique in our makings, and yet we are hunted merely because we are poperty. alright.. just follow the same lay out as this: Military File 246-32E (you can use any combination of numbers and tettersyou like) Project Angel Fire (have the name have some relevence to their abilities) Android Age: 17 yrs 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 prossess of improving technology) height: 6'7" Weight: 175 lbs Specialty 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 surounding area in various forms) combat limiter overide protocol (allows the android to overide their limiter, pushing themself to the limit. if they fight for too long in this state, they will inevitably destro them self) Super cooler ( allows the android to chill the air, thus making ice.)\ magnetic distorter (Allows the android to manipulate magnetic feilds) use only a select few of these please Origional useage" infiltration munitions hauling defensive tactics offensive tactics Melee combat Confusing enemy troops Decimation of enemy troops covert oporations android status: M.I.A. / DESTROYED / DECONSTRUCTED / STOLEN / SELF DESTRUCTED / UNKNOWN (pick one please) Known history: (treat this as your bio) Appearence (if you can, have a picture. if not, then a detailed descrption) alright build up your machines people.....we will start this when we have enough people

Violet was merely one story. There are others, other vampres, who fought, and yet, they were never known to the major populace. Now, their stories are brought to light. Daxis was not the only oppressor of the hemophages, nor the worst. Feledor Comstos is the big baddie, as it is called. There is a group of hemophages calling themselves the Nexus resisting him. All of them were once experimented on by this monster. Now, they fight to bring down Feledor as well as save those of the hemophages he has captured. alright, for those of you familiar with the movie, you know the drill. For those not, i suggest you look else where for an rpg. Name: Age: Sex: Appearence: History:

Saio rushes into all the people.... loking around, he realizes they are both like and unlike him. "you.... you guyts are not from here, are you??" A rushing through the trees exibits frightened screams and a Hreartless emerges. "No.... that's a video game bad guy............not real..... none of this is real!!!!" He looks at all of the others, both kindly and off setting, and realizes again, this is not a fickle dream. "Come on!!! We're anime now!!!!! we can take this Heartless on!!!" Looing through the trees, He spots Naruto...... [I]So, this Masashi Kisimotos' work........let's play......[/I] Beleiving he could use abilities like those of the manga and anime, he usees all of his concentration to summon up his chakra...... "Tiger! Lion! Horse!!!!!" The heartless bears down on hoim and he panics, while his chakra is being summoned. "God damn!!!! Shit!!!" His mind Races.......... "LOLLIPOP NO JUTSU!!!!!!!" The others eyes nearly pop out of their skulls, in the traditional naruto illustrated way. Giant lollipops appear out of no where and start pummeling the heartless, untill with a pop. is explodes into money, which was it's way of entering the world, manifesting on the greed that money is associated with....... Too bad no one knew that...... my fellow rpers.......i'm afraid this must be put on hold, as i have been faced withg tragedy before this holliday season. untill further notice, i will have to put this in hold. it would dishonor you thr players if i was unable to put mu best efforts into this at the moment. I am sorry.

every one is in... now my turn to officially put in my char: Name: Saio Uzumi Age: 16 Abilities aquired: shinobi powers past: his past and his present are all jumbled up inside his head, and he does not really trust any one all that well. but once some one get close to him, he will give everything he's got to protect his true freinds.

WHOOSH!!!!! A stranger landed in the midst of a feild of green......a darkened shade of white...... "where am i??????" The stranger suddenly found himself to be an anime character!!!!!!! "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?????????" he panics, and he suddenly looks at other stranger popping out of thin air........ okay, this is how we start, when everyone gets together, the rp will truly take off

Mutants are mong us, even some with great powers, like thgose of the Professor Charles Xavier, and the one known only as Magneto. As we are all aware, we have come the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. something is happening, someone has been targeting mutants, and hacking into television stations and showing their deaths... brutal and merciless. Now, we as the fighting force against whoever this is, are trying to stop them. Name: Age: Sex: Powers: Appearence: Biography: feel free to use any powers you want, though you know what might happen if you join. at random, one character will die. if someone's posting is not at standard, then they will die. now that that has been established, we may begin

okay.. um... we are all in naruto with a big whoosh sound. yes. but we are protecting the world from the heartless. We all have our pasts, and we all have our thoughts. everyone is protecting ME, though i am not the only one who has a pivotal role. we all do, so yeah. forst post is discovering you're an anme character.

A simple rose.......beauty, and danger, for every rose has it's thorns. A vampire is much like a rose, hiding it's true danger with a mask of beauty. But Vampires must feed on a liquid diet much different than a rose......blood. not nessessarily human blood, though it is prefered. Vampires often long to fall in love, and they always bring heartbreak when the lover dies, as an old man or woman. The year is 2237, and technology has advanced far beyond ever thought just two centuries earlier. Full prosthetics, human brains in robot bodies, bio-androids, robots that pass as human, and even genetic alterations. All of this runs amuck in the world. Yet, there is a dark force in the world, and' it's taking lives of human and vampire alike. This is troubling to a small group of people from all different walks of life, some immortal, some robotic, and some even plain old human. They are the Roses, each with talents of their own. alright, in this rp, love is the focus amonst havoc. SAME SEX RELATIOONSHIPS ENCOURAGED. If you're straight, that's fine. But i think that it's time for an rpg where there are al kinds of people, straight or not. i admit now, my char will fall in love with another male Name: Age: Sex: Appearence: (pic or detaild description please) Biography: