Lilt

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Splash. Sploosh. Splash. Sploosh.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Holding her shoes in her hands, Leslie was jumping from one puddle to the next. She didn't know that she would have to bring an umbrella when she went to go get her hair cut, and now she was soaked. So, she decided to make the most of it. She jumped into another puddle and was blinded by a shining light. Leslie shielded her eyes. The source of the light was a limo that had put on its brakes when she jumped in front of it. She tried to see who the driver was, but he quickly backed up, and drove past, splashing her on the way. But before the car left, Leslie saw a familiar face looking out the only open window on the car. She thought it might have been David, but it couldn't have been. Why would he be in a limo? It must have been some boy that looked a lot like him or something. Leslie was about to continue with her game, when she felt something. It wasn't like any normal feeling she had ever had, and it was very hard to describe. Leslie put her shoes on, and started to walk towards where she thought the feeling was coming from. That was the weird thing. Their seemed to be some sort of magnet compass guiding towards the feeling. But not like a compass inside of her, leading her there. But one from an outside source, drawing her towards it. Soon, Leslie was very close to the source, and she could hear voices. She took off her shoes again, and started sneaking quietly...[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Sorry for the crappy sign up, Tash. But it's here like you wanted it. I'll have to edit it later.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Name:[/b] Janis Weaver [b]Age:[/b] 18 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] [url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/janis.jpg"]Motorcycle Child[/url] [b]Strength:[/b] Janis is a really good cyclist. She also has a good ear for music, even though she doesn't play an instrument with the band. Every once in a while, she'll write a song for Zack's band to play. [b]Short Biography:[/b] Leaving optional for now. [/color][/size][/font]

[center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Well, I hope this is close to what you had in mind, Skye. I'm glad you brought back this rp. :animesmil[/b][/color][/size][/font][/center] [center][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font][/b] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Name:[/b] Liaou "Leslie" Gardner[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Age:[/b] 13[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Gender: [/b]Female[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Appearance:[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font][/b] [/center] [center][b][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/Leslie.jpg"][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2]Liaou - [i]Graceful Willow[/i][/size][/font][/color][/url][/b][/center] [center] [/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Leslie looks like your typical thirteen-year-old girl. At 5'3" She's not too tall, or not too short either. Her figure appears to be a bit too lanky, but it actually has quite a bit of athletic muscle to it. (From her training in gymnastics and swimming.) Her face would almost be considered long, if it weren't pinched at the sides and if her chin wasn't so sharp. Her oval eyes are golden in color, but they sometimes look as if they are hazel. She usually keeps her dark brown hair off her tanned face, by putting it into pigtails. But now, its been cut to the point that she would have trouble putting it into anything besides a small ponytail.[/color][/size][/font][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Getting out of her "girly" phase, Leslie has traded in her light colored tank tops and shorts for darker and baggier clothes. She usually wears winter camo pants, black sneakers, and a dark blue muscle shirt. (Or a tanktop if she wants to be a bit more comfortable.) Leslie used to wear jewelry, but because of gymnastics, she's kind of gotten used to not wearing any of her bracelets or necklaces. (She still has them, though.) Also, she doesn't have any piercings yet.[/color][/size][/font][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Personality:[/b] Being the baby of the family, Leslie always had her every need taken care of. Afraid that this would have a negative affect on her as a person, Leslie tries to counter it by putting herself through tough situations, or by actually working for her rewards. She's not a quiet person, but she doesn't run her mouth either. However, she can be a little too bold at times, but usually manages to learn from her mistakes. Most people wouldn't guess by looking at her, that she has built up a strong and fiery spirit for herself.[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][u]-Empathy:[/u] No[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][u]-Telepathy:[/u] No[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][u]-Telekinesis:[/u] Yes/Strong[/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff][/color][/size][/font] [/center] [center][color=deepskyblue][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Short Bio:[/b] Leslie's family moved away from Beijing, China, when she was eleven years old. Her dad got an offer on a well paying job in the U.S., and he decided to take up the offer. Her whole family changed their names when they came into the country. Leslie's original name was Liaou, but she changed it after her mother gave her some ideas for names that she could use. Wanting to stick with the same English letter, she chose the name Leslie. She never really put much effort in becoming fluent in the English language. (especially since her father always says that he wants his children to only speak in Mandarin when they're talking to each other.) But instead, she focused on enhancing her power and practicing the violin.[/size][/font][/color][/center]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie stood up, and held her beloved saxophone to her side. Brushing a few strands of hair out of her face, she smiled at him.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]"I don't know how long you were out. I didn't even know you had gone to sleep. And I was just about to go find out if we were there yet."[/b] She answered.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie started walking out of the room, towards the cockpit, and looked back at Bane and Jakob.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]"Are you guys coming?"[/b] She asked.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]But before either of them could answer, the ship shook violently. Natalie fell to the ground, but Jakob and Bane managed to keep their footing. Jakob ran over to her, and helped her to her feet. She thanked him, and asked him what he thought had happened. He told her that he didn't know, and they all made their way to the cockpit, but this time with a bit more determination.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie wondered what could have made the ship shake like that. At first, her mind grabbed the craziest possibility and made her think that they might be under attack. But when she thought about it, it wasn't likely that someone would attack them. Natalie didn't hear any alarms going off, anyways. But then again...this ship was pretty old, and its alarms might have long been broken down. (If they were even there in the first place.) And maybe someone was attacking because they had something against this ship? Natalie cleared her head of those thoughts, and continued following Jakob and Bane to the cockpit. It was probably just a collision with some debris, anyways. Natalie would've asked Bane what he thought, but she was a little afraid of what answer he would give her.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]OOC: Sorry again, Rose. I'm just trying to get the story moving. This doesn't have to be an attack or anything, it could be a collision with a wrecked ship, or engine problems, or something.[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]OOC: Sorry about my absence, everyone. Awesome song, by the way, Rose.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie leaned back in her chair at the table. Breakfast had been better than she had expected it to be, but then again, Jayme wasn't that bad of a cook. She watched as he got up from the table, and started grabbing the plates. She started to get up, but he motioned to her that he would take care of it. Natalie put her feet up on the empty table, and leaned back in her chair a little bit more. She closed her eyes and started singing the song that she had heard Bane singing along to.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]and I've never licked a spark-plug and I've never sniffed a stink bug and I've never painted Daisies on a big red rubber ball and I've never bathed in yogurt and I don't look good in leggings[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie stopped singing as soon as she started. Getting an idea, she ran off to the bedroom that she shared with Carmen.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]In the room, she grabbed a black, torn up trunk, and opened it. Inside, was something that was as much a part of her as her hands, or eyes were. Her Saxophone. To kill some time, she walked out to the lounge area, and started to play the old song that was on the radio. She hoped that Bane wasn't a hater of music. But judging by his opera imitation, he wasn't.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][/color][/size][/font] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Besides, they say that music soothes the savage beast. Or something like that...[/b][/color][/size][/font][/center]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Thanks for waiting for me, Rose. (Don't ask me where that came from. O_o) I should be able to post soon. My internet's having problems. -_-[/b][/color][/size][/font] [center][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Be back soon with a long post for you.[/b][/color][/size][/font][/center] [center][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=royalblue][b]~Sonata~[/b][/color][/size][/font][/center]

[font=Book Antiqua][color=darkorange][b]Name:[/b] Kili Kaia [b]Age:[/b] 14 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Location in Sylpn:[/b] Sky [b]Place where you frist heard the whisper:[/b] She heard some of the servant's talking about war, but she thought they were just telling each other stories. However, she later asked her father about it, but he avoided her question. [b]Weapon(s) (up to 3) :[/b] Not caring how priceless they were, Kili grabbed her father's pair of half-moon blades with hand guards. When she's not using them, she sheathes the blades and lets them hang from her sides. [b]Appearance:[/b] [/color][/font][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/Kili.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][color=darkorange]Kili standing next to the wall that she wrote on when she was a child.[/color][/font][/url] [font=Book Antiqua][color=darkorange][/color][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]I agree with you, Firefly. But I also think it has become a bit too much commercialistical. (Yes I know it's not a real word. ^.~)[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]*Reads the other posts, especially LX's* O_o Really? That's pretty romantic. Makes me feel like kissing someone. :love: *smooches the closest person* lol.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Also, what in the world is Beltain, Chibi? (I love the song reference. lol.)[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]As the dolls were bringing Elita to her new room, that masked man, the Doctor called to them from one of the many speakers in the large house.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][b]"Bring Elita to the garden for now. Then come and report to me. I have another mission for you."[/b] The Doctor's voice cut out suddenly.[/font][/color][/size] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The dolls backtracked a little bit, until they came to a few other sets of doors. After a few twists and turns, they placed Elita in a small hallway and closed the door. After they had left, Elita ran at the door and tried to open it. But just as she had guessed, it was locked. Elita then turned to the door behind her. It was obviously the door to "the garden". There was no doubt about that. But the question was, did she want to know what was in the garden? Elita walked over to the door, and opened it slowly. She gasped at what she saw behind the door. It was a garden alright. But it was filled with young girls who had been missing for quite sometime now. Some of them were wearing a thin nightgown, some only stockings, and some like Elita herself, nothing at all. They looked a bit unfed, and unhappy. (Which wasn't surprising.) The strange thing was, they weren't trying to escape or anything. They were just playing various games, riding bikes, or walking in the garden. Like they hadn't been kidnapped at all. Elita decided to try to talk to someone. She saw a girl with dark blue stockings that went past her knees, painting a picture. Elita walked over to the girl, not caring if she interrupted her painting, since there were more important things to worry about.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][b]"Excuse me..."[/b] Elita said, trying to find the right question.[/font][/color][/size] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The girl turned around. When she saw Elita, she smiled and held out her hand.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"I've never seen you here before. I'm Nicole."[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita shook her hand and introduced herself.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][b]"I've got some questions to ask you. Do you have a minute?"[/b] Elita asked.[/font][/color][/size] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Nicole nodded, and set down her paint and paint brush. She told Elita to walk with her in the garden.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]After a talking to Nicole for a few minutes, Elita found out that the girls weren't trying to escape, was that they had given up hope and that as long as they did what the Doctor said, they would be fine. Elita tried to argue with Nicole again that she shouldn't give up hope, but one of the robed men came into the garden, and told Elita to follow her. She knew she had no choice, so she went with the man. He soon brought her back to the room that she woke up in, after the doll had kidnapped her. The Doctor, the two dolls, and the men in robes were all standing in the room. One of the dolls grabbed Elita before she charged at the Doctor. Instead of punishing her, he pointed up at something. Elita looked at where he was pointing, and saw her friend Ami, chained and naked, like she had been just a little while ago. Elita called out to Ami, who was starting to wake up. One of the dolls gagged Elita, and the Doctor looked at her and put a finger over his lips.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Don't spoil this. I'll let you have your reunion later, but for right now, just be glad that I let you be one of the first people to welcome her to her new home."[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita watched as her friend slowly came to. tears came to her eyes, when she thought that now both she and her friend were stuck here for who knows how long.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]OOC: Okay, it's coming along very well so far. For the next chapter, (that's right, there's only one this time.) Caresse and the two boys will have to work together. (You and I will just explore and talk, Kittles.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]Chapter 5[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]-For Caresse, Jaque, and Devan-[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]Either Caresse, or the boys will find Ami's flashlight. Then, Caresse will try to find out what they boys are doing. Then, she'll decide if she should tell them that her sister has been kidnapped. If she does try to get their help, then she'll probably come up with some sort of plan to where she'll get kidnapped and jaque and Devan will follow her kidnapper.[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center]

[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]An assassin's life can be very tough. You never know when you'll have to kill someone, or who your next target will be. And sometimes you can't help wondering if a human life is really worth the number on your paycheck. But it's especially difficult if you're just a teenage girl who's trying to make it through high school. Autumn Rain, besides being in a band, is also part of a secret assassin agency that uses highly trained teenage girls as agents. Why? Because no one would suspect that an average high school girl would be capable of such cold-blooded killing. No one knows what came first though. Autumn's band, the Mini-skirt Maidens, or if she and her friends formed the band as a cover up for discussing their missions. Whichever one it was, they are talented in both of their jobs.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]But now, a counter-assassin group has sprung up, and is targeting the Mini-skirt Maidens. Not much is known about this new group, except that they are boys who go to the same high school as Autumn and her friends. They could be anyone, anyone at all and the girls wouldn't even know. It could be their brother, their best friend, or even their own boyfriend. With no one to trust but themselves, the Mini-skirt Maidens will have to always be on their guard, or they could be dead.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [center][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff]*-*-*-*[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Sorry for the short introduction, but it was starting to sound a little too serious.It actually is going to be a little serious, but I'm going to add a somewhat strange part into it once it's started that should make it a bit more lighthearted. (And no, I can't tell you what it is now. You'll have to find out for yourself. ^.^) Oh, and if you want to sign up as the counter-assassin group, then you should know that they're in a band too. Also, they know Autumn and her friends are assassins, but they just don't realize it since everyone always wears a disguise when they're on a mission. I almost forgot. I need these three character positions filled in. [/color][/size][/font][/b][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/band1.jpg"][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Lizzie[/color][/size][/font][/b][/url][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]. (The backup vocalist.) [/color][/size][/font][/b][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/band2.jpg"][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Sadie[/color][/size][/font][/b][/url][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]. (The agressive drummer.) And [/color][/size][/font][/b][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/band3.jpg"][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Nicole[/color][/size][/font][/b][/url][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]. The girl who got kicked out of the band, since she wore pants on stage. (Feel free to change their names.) Here's what you need to sign up. I'll put mine up later, as an example. (I'll be playing as Autumn.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [u][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]The Valkyries. (The Female Assassins.)[/color][/size][/font][/b][/u] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Name:[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Stage Name: (Optional.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Code Name: (It can be whatever you want. The agents' code names don't have to match.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Age: (High school ages.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff]Gender: (Girls only.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Description: (Pictures are fine.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Personality: (It doesn't have to be too long.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Training: (How long you've been an assassin, and what your specialty is.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [u][b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Odin's Guard (The Counter-assassin Group.)[/color][/size][/font][/b][/u] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Name:[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Stage Name: (Optional.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Code Name: (It can be whatever you want. They don't have to match.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Age: (High school ages.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#00bfff]Gender: (Guys only.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Description: (Pictures are fine.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Personality: (It doesn't have to be too long.)[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=deepskyblue]Training: (How long you've been a counter-assassin, and what your specialty is.)[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Natalie watched as the red man walked past her and Carmen.[/color][/size][/font] [i][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#800080]mmmm....its been a long time since I've smelled beautiful.[/color][/size][/font][/i] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]She gave him an odd look because of his compliment. If that's what you could call it. It seemed to be one, coming from a criminal like him. Natalie put out her cigarette, and stretched as she yawned.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][b]"Sorry about that. I didn't get much sleep last night. We do have beds around here, don't we?"[/b] Natalie asked Abram.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1]He pointed to her the direction of the girls' bedroom. Natalie walked off, and waved goodbye to Carmen.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][b]"If that Bane guy kills you, wake me up."[/b] She said, smiling.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1]Carmen smiled back and waved to Natalie as she left the room.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1]On her way to the bedroom, Natalie made a small detour. She had heard a noise coming from what Abram said was the lounge area. It turned out that what had happened, was that bane threw jakob's gun to him, who dropped the box he was holding. The box landed on Jayme's foot. (The noise that she had heard.) And now Jayme was swearing while Jakob was trying to apologize to him. Bane was laughing at the both of them. That mystery solved, Natalie continued to search for the bedrooms. There wasn't much going on now, so it wouldn't hurt anything if she took a little nap. Besides, Abram could come and get her if he needed anything. When Natalie got to the bedroom, she found out that it was a little more disappointing than she thought it would be. The bedroom didn't seem to be designed with comfort in mind, and even though there were bunk beds placed in the wall, the size of the room looked like it was only meant for one person. Even her apartment's bedroom seemed better in comparison. Despite all of this, she was still tired so she climbed up onto the top bunk and closed her eyes. As she drifted off to sleep, she wondered what kind of people she had gotten mixed up with and what they would think of her secret.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][i][b]"I'll worry about it later, I guess..."[/b][/i] She thought.[/color][/size][/font]

[b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]OOC: Love the nicknames, Skye. ^.~[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]The old priest turned in the direction of the boy's voice.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]"Be quiet, you imp! For all we know, you could be the reason this beast is here!"[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]A murmur of agreement started to rise from the crowd. Nelle watched as the boy did his best to stop the crowd from getting too upset. If they did, then who knows what would happen next.[/color][/size][/font] [color=red][size=2][font=Book Antiqua][b]"Why would I help all of you, if I was the master of the beast?"[/b] The boy asked.[/font][/size][/color] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]The crowd had a surprised look on their face. They had obviously never thought about that. But though the priest was old, he was still quick-witted.[/color][/size][/font] [color=red][size=2][font=Book Antiqua][b]"A clever ruse, to throw us off the trail."[/b] He answered, as he folded his arms.[/font][/size][/color] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]The crowd seemed to be back on the priest's side now. The old man then turned his attention to the two girls.[/color][/size][/font] [color=red][size=2][font=Book Antiqua][b]"Or what about these two over here? If they are really two people, and not my old eyes playing tricks on me."[/b] The crowd laughed at this comment. They became silent, when the pirest pointed his finger at Nelle.[/font][/size][/color] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]"Perhaps it's you young lady, as innocent as you look. Perhaps you are the master of the beast..."[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=red]Nelle quickly winked at Kovu. She knew that her double knew what she had planned, but then again, neither did she. Suddenly, tongues of fire started growing on Nelle. They didn't hurt her of course, since she had control of them. She started screaming.[/color][/size][/font] [color=red][size=2][font=Book Antiqua][b]"What are you doing?! Stop it, stop it! Put it out, please!"[/b] Nelle dropped to the ground, and continued screaming. Kovu tried to get the people to grab her a bucket of water. The old priest was looking at his finger in surprise, while the crowd was staring at him in shock. Nelle looked up, and saw the boy staring at the window. Possibly planning an escape.[/font][/size][/color]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]School rps are always fun. ^.^ I just wish I didn't miss the first one. Oh well, too late for that. But at least I can still sign up for the sequel. (Oh, and I added a part for the school.)[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=#4169e1][b]N[/b][b]ame:[/b] Ijichi Sei (Family name first.)[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Age: [/b]16[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]School: [/b]Seijun[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Appearance: [/color][/size][/font][/b][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/pandas.jpg"][font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue]Sei, playing with the crane game.[/color][/size][/font][/url] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=royalblue][b]Bio: [/b](I'm going to have to fill this out later. Sorry. I'll PM you about it. I have some questions.)[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]I hope this is alright. I haven't played a fantasy rp in such a long time.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Name: Izzakarideelanokas (She usually goes by Izza, for obvious reasons.)[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Age: 14[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Eye Color: One blue, the other purple[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Race: Elf (But she thinks she's human.)[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Sex: Female[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Description: [/b][/color][/size][/font][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/Izza-Kokoa.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Izza, riding Kokoa.[/b][/color][/size][/font][/url] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Izza will usually be seen wearing any dress, as long as it's lacey and it's almost any shade of blue. On sunny days, she'll wear a tall blue hat with gold trim, that almost looks like a crown. Izza doesn't wear any jewelry, or at least not any that's important to her. But she does have an odd tattoo on the middle of her back that she can't explain.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Equipment: In a small blue pack that she carries to the side, Izza carries all of the normal supplies someone would have for a long journey. Besides that, she carries a looking glass, a flute, a slingshot (with ammo.) and a small, silver box that she's had with her for as long as she can remember.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Biography: When Izza was a young child, she was found by a lumberjack while he was gathering firewood for the approaching winter. He happened to see a young, naked child asleep on a strange creature. When he walked over to the creature, he saw that the child was actually a baby elf. Taking out the cloth that his wife had packed his lunch in, he took the elf and wrapped her in it. He decided to take the child home to his wife, since they only had one child of their own. But he soon found out that the creature wouldn't stop following him. On closer inspection, he found a bag tied to the creature, that contained a note, and a little silver box that he couldn't open. He put both in his pack, and continued to walk to his house. He decided that the creature was harmless, since no harm had come to the child. On his way home, the tattoo on the elf's back reminded him of a song he had heard as a boy. He then decided to name the baby, Izzakarideelanokas. Which roughly translates into, "The Young Maiden Who Is Like the Trees For She Sleeps So Softly, Spending Her Life In Dreams." When, he got home, his wife and son, (who was only a baby at the time also,) seemed to like the new member of the family.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#00bfff]Now, the lumberjack's son is a grown man himself, but Izza is still just a child. With her parent's permission, she has gone on a search to find out why she's so different from everyone else. (Her parents didn't want to tell her that she's an elf.) So far, Izza has found no answers, only more questions.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Spells: Izza's doesn't have very many spells, but the few she does have are a bit childish. (Like putting both herself and Kokoa in a bubble, or making living copies of themselves that look like they were drawn by an eight-year old.) She's practicing so that she can come up with some useful combat spells. So far, she hasn't been very successful.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Abilities: Although she wishes that she did, Izza has no abilities.[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=deepskyblue][b]Misc.: Izza isn't only confused about her own race, but she has no idea what Kokoa is either. (She named him after a warm, sweet drink that her mother made for her one cold winter.) She thinks he's a dog. But when people try to explain to her that he's no dog, they can't tell her what kind of animal he really is so they just give up.[/b][/color][/size][/font]

[size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie rubbed her lips for the fifth time since she got in the cab. They were still sore from playing the saxapohone nearly all night. She wished that she had some chapstick. Or at least, a cigarette. Second hand smoke didn't exactly help her craving. Natalie pulled a small spray canister out of her pocket and stared at it. Her other craving was a bit deadly as well. She put it back in her pocket and rubbed her lips again.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Somethin' wrong, lady?"[/b] The mustached taxi driver asked, looking at her in the rear-view mirror.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie was about to shake her head, but then she changed her mind.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Actually...You don't happen to have a smoke I can borrow, do you?"[/b] She asked, leaning forward. The taxi driver shook his head.[/font][/color][/size] [b][size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]"I don't smoke. Those things are bad for you. Besides, didn't you see the sign on the back seat?"[/color][/font][/size][/b] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie looked on the back seat, at that well known interplanetary symbol. No Smoking.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie leaned back in her seat. Closing her eyes, she massaged her forehead. She was starting to get a headache.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie opened her eyes slowly. Everything was a blur, but in soon came back in focus. She must have fallen asleep.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Hey lady, we're here."[/b] The taxi driver told her.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie looked out the window. Now she knew that he was trying to pull something on her. Abandon her at some old dock, and take her money or something.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"This doesn't look like the place...Are you sure we're at the right dock?"[/b] Natalie asked.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Yes, it's the right place. Pier 243. Just like you asked. I wouldn't do anything to someone like you anyways, I have a daughter that's your age."[/b] The taxi driver replied, guessing Natalie's thoughts.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]Natalie stepped out of the cab, and payed the driver. He took off, and she walked over to the spot where a red-haired woman and a guy in a spiffy suit were talking to each other.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b][i]"It looks like I'm not the only one who's without a ride."[/i][/b] Natalie thought, as she passed up the cab.[/font][/color][/size] [b][i][size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]"It's weird that the driver just abandoned it, though. Maybe he had to use the bathroom."[/color][/font][/size][/i][/b] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]When she got over to the two, the woman just stared at her, and the man shook her hand. He explained everything to her, took her name, and asked her to pick out a zip craft.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"You mean I don't have to buy one of my own? That's nice. I'll take the blue one. It matches my hair."[/b] Natalie smiled, pushing her long, dark blue hair out of her face. It was so dark, that sometimes people mistook it for black hair, in the wrong light.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=royalblue]The woman raised an eyebrow at Natalie.[/color][/font][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Have you had any training in bounty hunting at all?"[/b] She asked.[/font][/color][/size] [size=2][color=royalblue][font=Verdana][b]"Nope. But that's why I'm here. So I can learn a few new tricks. I'm Natalie Blue. I thought you would want to know my name, before I bummed a cigarette off of you."[/b] Natalie said, as she looked up at the woman.[/font][/color][/size]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita was following Ami, when something grabbed her, and she started rising off of the ground. She tried to call out to her friend, but a gloved hand kept her from doing so. Elita looked up at the face of her kidnapper. Just as she thought, it was the doll. Everything was starting to go black, and before Elita passed out, she thought there was something strange about the doll this time. It's mask was somehow different. Then, her eyelids began to close slowly, even though she tried to resist the sudden feeling of sleepiness...[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita opened her eyes. Everything was blurry, and she didn't know how many days or hours it had been since she was kidnapped. There was a faint sound of chanting in the background, and the stone room that she was in was a bit drafty. She was still a little dizzy, so it took her a little while to realize that the floor was nowhere in sight, at least when she was looking straight ahead. She tried to move, but she could only hear the sound of metal clinking together. She looked down, to see that she was several feet off the ground, and her feet were chained together. Looking up, she noticed that her hands were chained, keeping her arms above her head. Her clothes were missing, which explained why the room was so drafty. She started moving again, but it didn't do her any good.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"That's not going to help."[/b] A deep, gravelly voice said.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita stopped trying to get free, and looked over at an open door that had a shadow of a man cast upon it. She heard the echoes of footsteps followed by a cane, as he entered the room. He was a tall man, dressed very elegantly in a lacey, lavender suit and top hat. He looked up at her, but she couldn't see his face, because it was covered by a half-mask that was similiar to the doll's. The half of his face that wasn't behind a mask, was covered by a black cloth with an eye hole cut out of it.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"I wouldn't try to resist if I were you. This is your new home after all, and I'll make it quite comfortable for you if you cooperate..."[/b] The masked man told her.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Although Elita couldn't see the man's face, she rightly guessed that he was grinning. She didn't want to cooperate with whatever this man had in mind, so she started shaking her chains again.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]"Let me go, you creepy bastard! What do you want with me? Who are you?"[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The man laughed at Elita's helplessness.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]"You can call me the Doctor. And for what I want with you...Well, you'll find that out soon enough."[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The Doctor snapped his fingers, and the doll walked in, followed by another one that was nearly identical to it. The only difference was its mask was designed a bit different, and that its dress was a shade lighter than the other one's. Then, after the dolls entered the room, several men in robes with hoods over their faces, came in after them. They all stood behind the Doctor. Elita raised an eyebrow at the strange group.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"What is this? Some kind of crazy cult?"[/b] Elita asked, sarcastically.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The masked man looked over at the doll to his left. Without saying a word, the doll moved over to a lever and pushed it forward. The hook that was holding onto Elita's top chains, moved forward, so that she was coming closer and closer to the ground. Then, it stopped when she was right in front of the Doctor. He grabbed her chin with his gloved hand, but she looked away from him. He grabbed her chin again, and made her look at him face to face.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]"Yes, it's a crazy cult, Elita. A crazy cult devoted to worshipping your lovely beauty..."[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]He let go of her chin, and started tracing his finger from her jaw down to her chest. Before he got too low, Elita started shaking back and forth again. He stopped, and walked away. But before he left the room, he ordered the dolls to take her to her new living quarters.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"But leave her alone for now. I don't want to spoil such an innocent beauty just yet."[/b] He said.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]The hooded men left the room with the Doctor, and the dolls unlocked Elita's chains. She tried to make a run for it, but the dolls were too strong and they grabbed hold of her arms. It was then that she realized that they were both men. Close up to them, she noticed the muscles showing through the long sleeves of their dresses. As they dragged her off to the bedroom that had been provided for her, Elita wondered what Ami was doing now.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc][b]OOC: Well, the Doctor has finally been introduced. I'll put up the next chapter a bit later, but until that, keep posting. Oh, and I'm going to put up an underground for this rp, today. So look for a link here when I edit this post.[/b][/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After sports, Charity followed the other girls into the locker room. She waved at Sakura as they passed each other, and she waved back. She knew that sometimes, Sakura didn't feel like showering with everyone else. Charity could understand how she felt, but she didn't really mind it too much herself.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity undressed, and set her sport clothes in one of the empty lockers. She walked into the crowded showers, and tried to find an empty stall. A girl with blond hair looked at her.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Hey, you can use this one. I'm finished now."[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity thanked the girl, and took her shower. After she got out and was drying off, she looked at a clock to check the time.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][i]She was late for class.[/i][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity threw down the towel, and rushed to get dressed. However, they weren't in the locker. She then realized she was looking in the wrong locker, and when she found the right one, she dressed and ran to class. She was almost positive that it was English Lit.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After class, (she had missed most of it.) Charity decided to go to the lounge. She heard voices and music coming from inside. She peeked her head in to see who was in there, and heard Sakura and Zach talking about the English Lit. assignment. Since she had missed most of it, she was about to join in their conversation, when she heard Zach asking Sakura to the dance.[/color][/size][/font] [size=2][font=Verdana][color=darkorchid][b]"Sure, Zach. I'd love to."[/b] Sakura answered him.[/color][/font][/size] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Zach and Sakura were smiling, but Charity's mouth hung open. She felt something tugging at her heart. Like she had lost an oppurtunity that she should've taken along time ago. But the weird thing was, the feeling wasn't about Zach. It was about her friend, Sakura. Blushing a little, Charity was going to go sit under a tree somewhere to think, when Sakura noticed her.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Oh, hey Charity. Come sit down and talk with us."[/b][/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Reluctantly, Charity sat down with her two friends.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Verdana][size=2][center] [center][color=white][font=System][size=2][b]>Name: Natalie Blue[/b] [/size][/font][/color][/center] [center][b][color=royalblue][/b][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Age: 21[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>D.O.B: March 9, 2079[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Gender: Female [/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Ethnic Background: Asian/Caucasian[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Eye Color: Brown[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Hair Color: Dark blue[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Height: 5'3"[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Location: One of the smaller cities on Mars[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>Alternative Occupation: Musician[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Years of hunting experience: 0[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Registered Weapons: None. (So far.)[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Training: Two years military training. Three years kickboxing training.[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Registered Craft: In the process of buying one.[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>*Do you have a past criminal record: -Yes (Red Eye possession.)[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=System][size=2][color=white]>>In fifty words or less, please describe what you have been doing for the past few years:[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][/color][size=2][color=white][b][font=System][size=2]Because of family problems, I left my house at an early age. I didn't have anywhere to go, so I turned to the military and enlisted. I was honorably discharged for "special" reasons, and I am now a musician that plays the sax in a local bar. Which is why I'm replying to this message. My day job doesn't pay much.[/size][/font][/b][/color][/center] [/size] [/size][/font] [/center]

[font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita nodded, and both of the girls left their half empty plates. This was way too important to wait until after dessert. Elita and Ami walked the long hallways, looking for the chief master of the boarding school, Mr. Broughdare. On their way to his office, they ran into Ms. Duncan. She was one of the meanest teacher in the school, and seemed to hate everything living, except for herself, of course. She raised an eyebrow at the two girls.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]"And where are you two going? I don't think dinner would be over that quickly, and I know I didn't give you permission to be excused."[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"Yes, ma'am, we know. But some of the girls in the school have gone missing, we think they might have been kidnapped."[/b] Elita explained.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Ms. Duncan laughed at Elita's theory, and told her that the "missing" girls had been sent home. Ami shook her head, and told Ms. Duncan about the creepy doll, but it just made her laugh even harder.[/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]"Now you two girls stop making up stories, and go back to dinner. If you don't, I'll have you clean the lavoratories for a week!"[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Elita and Ami both said yes ma'am and curtsied. Then, they walked back towards the dinner table.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Ami tried to ask Elita what they were going to do next, but Elita just held a finger up to her lips, letting her know to be quiet. Elita looked back, and when she saw that Ms. Duncan wasn't looking, they turned down another hallway.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]"We're going to let Mr. Broughdare know about this, no matter what Ms. Duncan says."[/b] Elita said.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Ami nodded, and walked on a little bit ahead. She was about to turn around and ask her friend if she thought that the doll would come again. But when Ami looked behind her, Elita was nowhere in sight. Ami called her name, but there was no answer. She started running to the chief master's office, hoping that she wasn't next...[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]OOC: Alright everyone, I wanted to make a little change to this chapter. Obviously, my character has been kidnapped. Next, Ami will be kidnapped, (but not until after she meets Jaque and Devan and they try to help her.) Then, Ami's older sister will get kidnapped, leaving Jaque and Devan with no one to talk to about the kidnappings. (They will pick up the kidnapper's trail though, of course.) You guys have been doing great so far, (I like Jaque and Devan especially.) I just wanted to speed up this rp a little bit. Running away from the doll can only be fun for so long. ^.^[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum]A final spasm ran through Caitlin's body and the mattress slowly stopped bouncing. Her customer, who told her that his name was Jack, (a fake name, of course.) Got up from off of her, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Grabbing a cigarette, he lit it and offered her one. She didn't accept, and tried to wipe her sweaty body off with the sheets. She wouldn't be able to get any other customers if she smelled. Jack noticed her attempts, and offered to let her use his shower. She thanked him, and got up from the bed. She didn't even try to cover herself up. Her secrets were his for now.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum]Caitlin stood in the shower, and soaped up her body. Then, she got back underneath the warm water and washed off the suds. She just stood their, enjoying it all. Actually, she wasn't really enjoying it as much as she made it look like. She was just putting on a show for Jack, who was sitting outside the bathroom in a chair. In some ways, she had been wrong about this new customer. He wasn't as old as she supposed he was, (He was only a couple of years older than she was.) And he was actually quite handsome and nicer thann most of the perverts than she met. She didn't even have to fake it this time. In fact, if things had been different and she and Jack had met some other way, she probably would be in love with him. Caitlin turned off the water, and dried off. Looking at a clock on the wall, she got dressed. Jack's time was up.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum]He said goodbye to her in front of his apartment, and offered to give her a ride to wherever she was headed. Caitlin said she would just walk, and gave him a goodbye kiss. Jack told her that when he got some more money, he would look her up again. She thought of offering him a freebie if they did meet again, but she decided not to. He waved goodbye to her as he walked back into his apartment.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum]As Caitlin was walking away from the apartment, she had the feeling that someone was watching her. She looked back, but didn't see anyone. Hoping that it was just nothing, Caitlin started walking a little faster. It was getting a little windy out, and the clouds looked like it was about to rain. As she was looking around for a place to stay until the rain stopped, Caitlin passed up a group of boys. They stopped what they were doing, and stared at her. She tried to avoid making eye contact with them, but she could feel them undressing her with their minds. A gust of wind blew up the bottom of her jacket, and she knew they would start chasing her now. Caitlin started running.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum][/color][/size][/font] [b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=plum]OOC: Aru-sama, if David and the group wouldn't chase after Caitlin, or if you don't want them to right now, then just have them notice her, and see her run away. I'm just trying to have my character interact with some of the other players right now.[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]OOC: I've decided that Charity doesn't need to learn German, so I replaced it with sports.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity read ahead in the textbook, making note of some of the more interesting stories. She looked up at the clock as the teacher informed the class of their essay. English Lit. was almost over. Which was good for some students, and bad for others. Charity herself, enjoyed English Lit. She didn't consider it a boring class at all. (Except when they were reading some of the more modern works.) It was sports that she wasn't too excited about.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity wasn't overweight or anything like that. She just was never a very athletic person. Although she was trying to be one now. It was just a little harder than it would've been now that her depth perception wasn't what it used to be.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]Before the teacher could finish, class was over. Charity put her books in her booksack, and stood up to leave the classroom. She let several people go out first, before she left the room herself. Charity made her way to the locker, to put up her booksack, and grab the duffel bag that had her change of clothes in it. On the way to the Sports area, a black-haired girl zoomed past her. Charity laughed softly. There was no doubt that that was Sakura.[/color][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=darkorchid]After Charity changed into the normal Sports outfit, and walked outside. It was a beautiful, cloudless day, and there was an aroma of wet grass in the air. After the sports teacher decided on soccer to be the game that they were going to play today, it was time to make the teams. It ended up with Sakura and Charity being on the same team. (Which made Charity glad, since Sakura was one of the best soccer players at the school.) Charity followed behind her friend, who kicked the ball to her. Charity brought her leg back to kick the ball, but she missed. Sakura came over, and told her that everyone misses once in a while. She ran off to get back in the game, and Charity followed her. But what Sakura didn't know, was that it wasn't because she had missed that made Charity so upset. It was why she had missed. Charity couldn't really see the ball. She had her depth perception under control now, but it seemed that her good eye was going out now. Charity wondered what the girls would think of her wearing glasses? Or would she not be able to wear glasses, and have to wear a monocle instead? Charity shook her head of these thoughts, and decided to focus on the game.[/color][/size][/font]

[b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]I don't know why, but I would love to help you with this ULX. (I can't wait to see the movie. ^.^) If you can send me a short summary of the story to Phantom of the Opera, I'll try to help you come up with something.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][/color][/size][/font][/b] [b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]~Sonata~[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=olive][b]Name:[/b] Corbin Daishi[/color][/size][/font][b] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=olive]Gender: [/color][/size][/font][/b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=olive]Female [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Appearance: [/b][/color][/size][/font][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/Corbin.jpg"][font=Verdana][size=2][color=olive]Corbin with her ride.[/color][/size][/font][/url] [font=Verdana][size=2][color=olive][b]Personality: (I've got to go. Finish this later. ^.^)[/b] [b]Bio:[/b] [b](Ditto.)[/b] [b]Gang position:[/b] (I'll have to think about this one.) [b]Gang name: [/b]Twisted Zen[/color][/size][/font]

[b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid][b]Thanks for saving me a spot, Firefly. At first, I thought I wouldn't be able to join this rp at all. ^.~[/b][/color][/size][/font] [color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Name[/b] [/size][/font][/color][/b][color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][size=2]- Charity McKnight[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Age [/b]- 16[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Gender [/b]- Female[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Appearance [/b]- [/size][/font][/color][url="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v201/Alice1/eye-patch.jpg"][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Charity, after the accident.[/color][/size][/font][/url] [color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Subjects [/b]- [/size][/font][/color] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Music[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Sports[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Fencing[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Drama[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Horseback Riding[/color][/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]English Lit.[/color][/size][/font] [color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Personality [/b]- Charity used to be a little bolder in her past, but now she's toned it down a little bit. Nobody knows what made her change like this, (besides the fencing incident,) but they never ask. She still likes to have fun though, and has kept some of her outgoing personality. Charity can be very insecure, (especially around Holly,) and gets embarrassed easily about her accent, eyepatch, and other things.[/size][/font][/color] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]Charity will sometimes slip into a quiet and a thoughtful mood. This usually happens when she's alone. And if you ever watch her when she's in this mood, you would see her slip off to her room , when no one's around, and cry softly.[/color][/size][/font] [color=darkorchid][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][b]Bio[/b]- A native of Ireland, Charity didn't really have much trouble fitting into St. John's since she didn't have to worry about a language barrier, (except for the few kids who would make fun of her accent.) She wasn't originally supposed to go to St. John, or England. Her mother had planned for her to go to St. Charity, (which by coincedence, was the saint she was named after.) but with the break up of her parents, Charity left Ireland. (Although she never really told anyone her reasons for doing so.)[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Charity was always a creative child, but not very athletic. So, deciding to take up a sport, she chose fencing. But late at night, she and Haley snuck into the gym so that they could show each other what they had both learned in the class. Stupidly, neither of the girls were wearing helmets, and they were both playing around with the teacher's sabres. The point to Haley's sword caught Charity's right eye. Trying to be tough, Charity didn't scream as she held back her tears. At first, Haley didn't know what had happened, but when she realized that her friend had stopped fighting, she thought something was wrong. Seeing blood creep down from behind her friend's dark purple hair, Haley ran off to go tell a teacher what happened.[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2]After her eye was taken care of, the teachers punished the two girls by making them work around the school for a little while. At first, they thought of changing most of the girls' courses, including fencing, but Charity managed to talk them out of it.[/size][/font] [font=Book Antiqua][size=2]Now, Charity tries to be a little more careful than she has been in the past. And even though she's a bit embarrassed about her eyepatch, most of the kids at school thnk it's neat. (Except for Holly Deaver, of course. Who teases her about it constantly.)[/size][/font][/color]

[b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Alright everyone, this is going great so far. I'm sorry to cut this chapter short, but I wanted to keep this thing going. Here's the new chapter.[/color][/size][/font][/b] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Chapter 3 - Missing Persons[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]-For the girls-[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]In this chapter, at dinner, several students will be missing. (None of the players, though.) The other students will ask the teachers about this, but they'll just say the girls were sent home. Then, when the teachers are questioned again later, it will be revealed to the players that the girls were actually kidnapped. (Of course.)[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc][/color][/size][/font][/b] [/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc][/color][/size][/font][/b] [/center] [center][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]Chapter 4 - Infiltration[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]-For the boys-[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=darkorchid]I'll leave this one pretty open for you and Kyuai, Aru-sama. Basically, you guys need to get into the boarding school somehow, so you can keep an eye on the girls. (Or you can try to keep an eye on them from the outside.) You also will probably see one of the kidnappers this time, if you think you should. Also, you could get caught and questioned by one of the teachers if you decided to sneak inside.[/color][/size][/font][/b][/center] [center][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc][/color][/size][/font][/b] [/center] [center] [/center] [left][b][font=Book Antiqua][size=2][color=#9932cc]Well, that's it for now. At first, the chapters will be a little short until the players get kidnapped.[/color][/size][/font][/b][/left]