Vicky

[SIZE=1][B]I've had a few, but the best was a few years ago, maybe last year. I went with three of my friends, me with my werewolf mask (the rubber smell doesn't do me any good for a whole night... >.

[SIZE=1][B]I thought about that. Since modifying the past wouldn't effect the future (unless Protosis gets his way and, blah-de-blah), then our characters would just walk into town (though they wouldn't appear right in front of someone). They'll have the right clothing and weaponary on them, and also we'll be aload to talk about what's going on with Protosis. But we could just have some fun in this one, [I]trying[/I] to act normal with the people of the town, while also remembering we're new in town ^_^[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]I'm going to agree with Lady Katana about not having to be a good artist to break through the barrier. Though I don't write/draw and Manga myself, I do know a lot of people who do draw it. For not having to be a good artist, take the Japanese Manga [I]Kinnikuman[/I]. That was famous. The MUSCLE men were very famous, too. But Yudetamago (creators) were good at forgetting things. Their art was good, but it wasn't like your everyday Dragonball comic. Yudetamago forgot a lot of details, I have a few comics were you can spot he missing details in every frame sometimes. But Kinnikuman was a good Manga. It was even made into an Animted Series, then carried on to Kinnikuman: Nisei. My point is that you don't have to be the greatest Artist in Japan to have a good sale.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]I also noticed your character Nebackenezzer, and I think it cool seeing as there's a Satan in the RPG now, heh. I'm also wondering when this will start, and I hope my sign-up was what you're looking for. Oh, and I hope my character isn't a bit too... full of himself (You should know what I mean). I think the RPG looks like a good promise. Also, I was wondering if there could be characters who are not beng played, minor characters I mean, in the RPG? Like... someone who follows one of our characters around (like a wannabe follower, or a sort of "pet"), and isn't mainly in the story. I was just wondering this because I had a few small ideas (no extra characters that'll be messing up the story, promise).[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]Basically, I haven't been able to get off my lazy *** and work this whole thing out. But when I finally thought of how to do this, I decided I'd need some more suggestions and help. I have a very basic story here, well... you could say that. The RPG will mostly be explained through what the characters do and stuff, but here's what I got:[/B] [U][B]The Masked Murderer.[/B][/U] Since long before mankind has his rightful place on the Earth, there had been murder. At the dawn of time and at the moment where creatures knew how to kill, there had been murder. They all did it. They were all murderers, the creatures before man. But when we came, we became the most murderous killers in history. They murdered to survive, but as time grew, we, humanity, murdered for revenge, sport, and now? fame. And one day, murder became just a word. Murder was nothing, compared to the two new words: Masked Murder. On a cold wintry night, a woman walked alone with her arms tucked into her coat and her nose beneath her coat collar trying to keep warm in the ice. The sky was dark and clouded over with dull mists of grey and the only light was the moon piercing its way through. And as she walked, they followed. No one knew who they were, and no one would find out whom anytime soon. But they were a mask. A mask to hide their face, the face of a coward, or? the face of a genius. They know why they want her dead, and they know how. In the speed of lightning striking, they leap into the light, and pierce her with a sword in the place her heart would be, and they back away. They disappear into the shadows, leaving nothing, expect a card, with the words: ?Masked Murderer?. Science, logic, investigations have nothing to do with it in this case? nothing. The police search for clues, but only find one: ?Masked Murderer?. The card. The person who had done this was Masked, but the clue that was left was futile. There had been no witnesses, no cameras in the area, and no suspects. No one in the whole town could have done this. The finger pointed to no one at all. Science, logic, and reality had no play in this. Whoever had murdered this woman was indeed a genius. And again, the Masked Murderer strikes. Just after the New Year, a body was found on the ground with the same mark through their heart, and the same card from the Masked Murderer. And again, no other clues or evidence. Nothing. A true genius, for the second time, pulled it off. The second time the Murderer had struck. Now all the police could do was wait, and hope for the third one to give them more information. But they knew it would be the same. Yet it was not. The third man was hung from a tree, but the same card was below. And this murderer was caught on CCTV; indeed? he had a mask on. He was cloaked, and he was slow? therefore, the third murder could not be the same. Two days later, another person was murdered, with a completely different technique and completely idiotic timing. And another, completely different two weeks later, another, and another, until there had been five sets of different cases, all with the same card: ?Masked Murderer?. [B]In all honesty I think this is the most badly written back story I'm done since Space Mission, which didn't have a back story -.- Basically, the whole RPG will have 5 parts. The MM's (Masked Murderer's) will post a Murder at the start of every part. Now, only one murder will be resolved. The Detectives will be set on one Murder each, and they have to find evidence. The best murderers will go through to the next part, but the worst posting murder will be caught. However, the only reason they will be caught is because the 5 normal people in the story give the Detectives riddles and clues. The Murderers will have to try and cover up their tracks when they are questioned, but once they post their murder at the start they cannot kill again. The post will be judged by the 5 normal people, who will play an important part. The Detectives must put the riddles together to find out who it was (each Detective will be on a different case, but they will work together). Though, only one Detective will find the Murderer(the other Detectives may help, of course). Though, just getting caught isn't a big part. The MM which will not be joining the next part can kill themselves or run away, then they must be caught. Here's the character choices: Masked Murderers (5) : On every part you will all post a Murder. You must post as best you can, or else you may leave evidence behind. The more evidence, the more likely you will be caught. All the time you will be watched by one of the 5 normal people (I'll PM evey normal person and tell them which MM they are watching). The normal people don't know who you are because of the Mask, but they do know everything. You cannot touch the normal person. You can notice them, but not touch them. A Detective will be PMed and told which case they are on, and your Detective will question you. You're mission then is to releave the heat and keep them at bay. You may not kill the Detective or make a kill after your first one. If you have been found out, you then have to know about it somehow, either run away, kill yourself or be handed in to the Police. In the middle of investigations, you can interact with all the other character's, including fellow MM's, and try to bribe the normal people into not telling. Detectives (5) : On each part, you will be PMed and assigned to a case. You will work with the other Detectives on putting the pieces together, though you will all be given riddles from the normal people who saw the Murder. Only one case can be solved at a time, so if your MM is the one who is to be caught, you must find them and arrest them. You can go to the normal people any time for information, if they will give it. You may also question the MM's (but you may not know it's them) and even the normal people, too. If you MM is arrested/killed, then on the next part when there are 5 Detectives and 4 MM's, you will be assigned to another case with a Detective already on it. Normal People (2-5) : Well, you are not exactly normal. You talk in riddles, and you always see a murder. The strange thing about you five is that you all know each other, and when there are less then five MM's around, you stick with one of your "normal" friends and watch the murder. You give information in riddles to the Detectives when they ask, or sometimes when you feel like it. You are sometimes the prime suspect, but you never are the one. You have even been brimed by the MM's into keeping quite. After all the Murders are posted, you each PM the head person (which will be me) with your votes on who should be out. Then, when it is decided, the information will be cast out and at the end, the Detectives will catch the right person. -- What I basically need, is suggestions, and a few people to help me with this. If you're interested in helping, ask here. I'm mostly looking for people to be the "normal" weirdos and help me out there. You comments and help will be really grateful.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1]Watching Dave stare motionlessly through his scope, Sarek hadn't noticed the communicator's strange sound at first. When he did, he instantly snapped it open and looked in puzzlement. "Dave...?" He asked. Dave looked up and gave him a 'What've you done now?' look. Raising an eyebrow, Dave moved forward and snatched the communicator out of Sarek's hands. "Ohhh shit!" He shouted. Suddenly, Dave jumped up and raced out of the room, with Sarek tailing behind. "Protosis seems to be making another leap, but I can't make it out. Come with me to the main control, I'll work on trying to fix this problem to get the others here." Dave explained, running forward faster. Sarek jogged in a quick pace to keep up, but slowed down as they came to the black doors leading to the control room. They hissed open before the two, and Dave quickly ran towards a small panel near a wall, putting on a small set of earphones. He signaled for Sarek to move over to the main control panel, and Sarek did as instructed. Looking over the controls in confusment, Sarek simply stared. He hadn't the slightest clue what was going on, but Dave came to the rescue and looked over. "Well, looks like he's trying to make a jump. Stupid idiots going too soon. We should have about an hours delay this time, but that's not long considering what we have to do." He explained. "What do we have to do?" Sarek asked. Dave tapped the spiraling timeline on the control panel and sighed. "Look at this. It's in a time we like to call the "Old West", and basically it's pretty crazy. We need to get you some clothes to fit in, some weapons, and basically... you all need to be filled in. It's bloody dangerous, believe me. I've tried to call the others to the briefing room, while you were all away I was working on the communicator problem. We'll meet them there, in the briefing room, that is." Dave explained. Sarek gave a slight nod, and followed Dave towards the briefing room. When stepping inside, he noticed the room was large with dull colours and a large long table in the middle, with 7 chairs around. There were computers at the side and stacks of paper on one end of the table. [I]Well... this sure looks inviting...[/I] Sarek mumbled in his head, staring at the oddly formal style of the room, which he had never seen before.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]I've only had a few worst pains, I was told though when I was 3 I nearly choked to death when I smashed my head of a machine with something in my mouth, and I have a scar on my right eyebrow from that and a scar on my lip (faint on my lip, though), but I can't remember that, however my brother said it must have hurt like hell because of the way I was after it. Anyway, once when I was 5 or somethin', I was riding down a rocky road which was steep on my little bike, when something made my brain shout "Pull the front brake!", so, I did, and then I when right over the handle bars, onto the floor and fell down the hill, with my chin on the ground. I ended up with a lot of large cuts on my face and chin after that, and it really, really hurt. When I was 11, I cracked my neck to the side (I do it all the time, I know... the doctor told me not too but I can't help it) and I couldn't move it back. I tried to, but it was like some sharp pain sticking into my neck and it hurt like hell! I was sat on my chair with my head titled to one side for about an hour because I was too scared to move it back. Everytime I did, it hurt real bad. Then when I woke up in the morning it was okay. Meh, I haven't had any painful stuff that can compare to most of your stories...[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B][CENTER]Chapter Two[/B] After the defeat in the Jurrassic World, Protosis thinks its time to take the lead, and jumps into the Old West, into a small town were there is one Outlaw Protosis is interested in. Knowing he has the advantage of being a villian and being allied with William J. Shanker (the Outlaw), Protosis is convinced he can move the Sand's Crew out of the game and take Will with him to join his evil mission. With a group of shady criminals and Protosis convincing William all the way, can the 6 time travellers stop Protosis again? [I]Marrek stormed down the dark halls of archways of ancients with a red mark across his neck and cuts all over his body. His face was flushed red with anger and his fist clenched tightly beside his waist. Two large oak doors stood firmly in front of him and as he came to them, he knocked them open loudly with his hands and stormed into another dark room were Protosis sat on a stone chair stroking an injured animal, his wolf. "What the hell are you playin' at? I'm there, fighting those toddly little kids, with that damn dog doing his 'strangle an' kill' attack on my neck, while you hang around the mountains doing nothing!" Marrek shouted, coming up to Protosis and slamming his hands on the arm of the stone chair. Protosis stayed calm. "What did we gain? Nothing! What did we lose? The damn egg!" "Acutally, I gathered a bit of information." Corrected Protosis. "We know about their weapons now, personalities, and a few other things..." He muttered, still looking at his sword from last time. Marrek twisted around and stared at the injured wolf. "That bloody thing nearly killed me! What do you have planned next? A trip to the Underworld?" Snarled Marrek. Protosis titled his head back and a gave a shallow laugh. "No, we're going to the Old West... to pick up an Outlaw... I promise this now, it will be worth it..."[/I][/CENTER] Sarek walked slowly down the corridor on, towards the science labs. For no reason at all, he just wanted to test somethings out with his own blood, nothing a child couldn't do, in fact. But legend and myth couldn't explain somethings science could. He walked through the door, and stopped dead when seeing Dave there, looking closely at the egg. "You? To what to I owe this annoying visit?" Growled Dave, glancing up once then putting his head back down. "I was going to run some test on my blood, but now you're here, you can help me." Snarled Sarek in return. Dave shook his head and picked up the egg, carrying it too a white table. "I can't, I've got to see what's in this." Dave explained. Sarek sighed, and began to walk around the room, glancing at the walls filled with test tubes, books, strange objects and white walls. Sarek would be able to live in this room. Perfect white, a colour which Sarek found hard to remember, but did know it was once the colour of his entire life, in ice. "Do you think Protosis will jump anytime soon?" Sarek asked Dave, looking at the dried u cuts on his arm. Dave, for once, smirked happily at Sarek and shook his head. "You all gave him a real kick up the ass, so he'll be licking his wounds, for awhile... at least..."[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC: Okay, looks like we can get this up an' runnin' again! My next post will be the new Chapter.[/B] As Sarek slowly stepped through the portal onto the steel ramp, he looked around at the surroundings and noticed the quick drop of temperature. He glanced back at the others coming through and then began to step forward. Moments later, a calm Dave came running through the doors with a few communicators in his head. Sarek stepped down towards him and looked around again. "Nice work guys, oh, and thanks for breaking most of the communicators!" He said, his calm face suddenly turning angry. He gave one to Sarek and began passing them round to everyone who didn't have one. "Most of you better get to the medical bay, on this floor, you should know that. Wow, Sarek, what did you do to yourself? And Li? In fact, you all look a mess! Jesus, I'm glad I wasn't there with you!" Dave said. Sarek didn't reply to him, and simply pushed past him and walked towards the two unlocked doors. He didn't glance back at the others, he just kept walking. "Next time... I'm taking a few extra limbs..." He grumbled to himself. "Hey, Sarek, that's not the-" Dave shouted from behind, but was cut off as Sarek entered the lift. He leaned back on the wall of the dimly lit lift and punched in the floor for his room. Coming out of the lift, Sarek strolled down the dark corridor and too a small door, which had tiny bits of ice creeping out from the edges. Without thinking nothing of it, Sarek walked into his room, which was a cold, dank place filled with ice and snow from the walls to his floor. It was better for Sarek, he was used too it. "I'll tend to my on wounds..." He growled to himself sitting down on an icy bed. HIs arm was covered in red, almost ice-like blood while his face was bruised with scratches from the fight with the wolf thing. He was angry. Sarek was angry at himself, for joining the stupid Crew... only now had he noticed while sitting in his ice-age room that he shouldn't have joined. He should have just been left to die in his miserable world. Knowing that the past was as ancient as his future but with no ice, he was angry that his own people couldn't survive, and had the means to keep Sarek alive with a mask and the technology in his back. Growling angerily, Sarek stood up and stared into a mirror of ice. He took his mask off slowly, revealing scruffy white hair going over his clouded eyes and a black marking just under his forehead. Circles, archs and curves which was the sign he was a human, from the doomed future. He growled at himself, showing for the first time his teeth were solid metal, because his race had made him that way, the great humans. "Only I know what I am..." He muttered to himself, sliding his mask back on. "And only I know I'm not ment to be... what do I have to lose?"[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Nope, it's not just you... A few people have stopped posting, partly my fault because I thought it was dead and made another RPG ^_^;; Though, everyone who's still posting can continue. I'm going to post soon, so I won't give up. Inari, Daisuke and DuoMax need to post then it'll be back to normal.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC: Yeah, it'll end soon. Each group should try and get together again.[/B] Feeling his own hunter gaining on him, Sarek suddenly stopped. He knew he couldn't out run the creature for long, and he'd threw his communicator away, so now what? Sarek could feel it was behind him, and would take a matter of minutes to catch up. But it would still catch up anyway... And if it was with Marrek it was even worse. Sarek quickly glanced over his shoulder and saw the creature limping towards him. yes... perhaps he did have enough time. Quickly, he ran as fast as he could towards the two figures he could just detect in the distance. One he could tell had a sword and was battling with Marrek, Sarek could tell. Sarek glanced over his shoulder once more, then ran forward to a small tree nearby. "Marrek! You fool!" Sarek shouted over as loud as possible. Marrek didn't turn his head from the fight, so Sarek shouted again, but much louder. "Marrek! Marrek! You stupid fool!" He shouted twice as loud. Marrek suddenly stopped his fight and looked over at Sarek. He said something, but Sarek didn't hear it. Suddenly, Marrek took out a spear like before with metal rope attacted to it. He quickly took another chance to back Li off him, then flung the spear at Sarek. Quickly, Sarek moved to the side and the spear pierced the spear sending tiny bits of wood all over. Just as Sarek thought, Marrek was too busy with trying to pull his spear back with the fight with Li. "Li! Get out of the way! Maya!" Sarek shouted, waving his arm to move them. "Move!" He yelled. He caught the sight of Maya and Li glancing at each other, then Sarek grabbed the spear that was piercing the tree. Marrek was pulling the rope and trying to magnetically pull the rope out at the same time, but Sarek had a strong hold on it. Just as Sarek was pulling the spear out of the tree and back further, the mechanical wolf came racing up, but skidding to a stop when it saw Sarek. Just as Sarek thought, it seemed interested in the "new" thing Sarek had in his hand. Sarek smirked under his mask. He looked over at Marrek, and let go of the spear. It smashed through the tree, and towards Marrek. The wolf machine ran after the spear too, then suddenly the rope and spear wrapped around Marrek's neck and pierced the large trees behind Marrek. Just as the spear did this, the wolf thing came racing up, and began to pull the spear further back, choking Marrek. Sarek nodded to himself and sighed, then began to walk towards Maya and Li. "Some cheap shot!" Marrek shuttered trying to catch his breath. Sarek walked towards him and just stared. "This thing can't kill me, it's too - GAH!" Marrek's hand shot onto the rope as he tried to pull himself some air, but the wolf machine was too strong. "Nice," Maya laughed. "How'd you know it would work?" She added. Sarek gave a slight shrug. "I didn't. I just guessed. We must find the others, they should be in that directions." Sarek mumbled, pointing to the side of him. "What about him?" Li asked, panting and pointing at Marrek. "Ah leave him to root..." Sarek replied with a slight "hint" of a laugh.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Meh, why not? Name:[/B] Andrew Parkinson (geez... I need to find better last names) [B]Age:[/B] 24 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Appearance:[/B] -[URL=http://planetmyhill.com/EmeraldSpellbook/Fanart/RemusLupin5.jpg]Click Here[/URL] [B]Occupation:[/B] Doctor [B]Personality:[/B] Andy (as he prefers to be called) is a young Doctor who has been working as a doctor for only a year or so. He's a calm man most of the time, but normally stutters or forgets his words in sentences sometimes. Though when under pressure Andy can talk smoothly and has no problem forgetting his words. He sees himself (after a year) as a young, un-skilled doctor who would rather just talk to people in the hospital, but no one else says that. He takes what people say to the heart most of the time but he does have a sense of humour and can tell a joke from the truth. Andy is serious in his job most of the time, so it is very hard to find him laughing while at work. Andy is quite caring and, as said before, takes what people say to the heart. He likes to give a good impression, though and always wants to help someone. If it puts his job at risk, though, he's not [I]too[/I] keen on doing it. Andy is pretty much a loner outside of work since he only lives with his grandmother and doesn't have many people to talk to. He would rather go for walks on his own outside of work than with someone, though in the hospital he's always open to discussing things with people. [B]Bio:[/B] Andy's parents died when he was a boy, and from then he lived with his grand parents. At first, Andy wanted to attend college and become a writer of some sort, but he was lead away to a life as a doctor. The rest of his family were across the world, so he hadn't seen anyone else other than his grand parents. Since Andy was 10, he's always had a dog named Snowy, a white dog which, ironically was born on Christmas. He still has her now and is one of the two things Andy looks forward two when going home. Andy works closely with one person who has been in hospital for awhile, a girl who was cured but had no family to go back too. Andy was greatful that he atleast had someone to go home too after his grandfather died. He stayed with his grandmother so she wouldn't be alone. Though Andy makes a nice amount of money, he still lives in a small house and saves his money up for future needs. He doesn't look forward to Christmas for presents, he just does because he does. Andy gives gifts but he isn't bothered if he gets anything back, it's been like that since his parents died, even though his grand parents gave him presents, he didn't feel like he had a place in Christmas.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B][CENTER][U]Freaksville[/U][/B][/CENTER] Aldin City was a large, populated city fully of schools, many buildings, shopping centres and happy people. It had its fair shares of crime and damage, but nothing too horrible and devastating happened. It had its gang leaders and gang conflicts, but it was still a nice place to live. There was a river and grass areas just outside of town, which really brought happiness to everyone, but there was a deadly secret. No one in the city knew about it, expect for those who worked there. The Nuclear Experiment Factory. It was hidden in the distance, for outside Aldin was the perfect place to build an illegal corporation. Only the most trustworthy people in the City worked their, building chemical weapons and experimenting with dangerous substances, but nothing every escaped out into the city. Until one day. A bunch of gang members snuck into the Factory, and opened up a dangerous chemical. It killed them, because there was too much in one place. The chemical then infected the inhabitants of Aldin, but none of them noticed it. Only the men who worked at the Factory did. Once they found out what kind of chemical it was, they left their homes and fled from their own family. No one knew why, but it would soon become clear. It wasn?t until years later people knew what was going on. Some very young children began to physically mutate, and newborn children had different appearances. They had no special power, but they did have heightened skills that scared most humans. Some children had been born with the same mutations and appearances, who later grew up in clans and gangs. Most parents later on left their children in the city and fled, or stayed with them and let them live a normal life. Most humans stayed, but the mutant humans were ruling out most of them into groups and gangs. Schools had a mixed variety of humans and many different mutant children, and as time went by the children had leaders depending on their mutation and they way they looked, they became gangs and groups and gave themselves new names. Aldin City wasn?t as peaceful as before. Most groups of humans and mutant humans had banded together, making the City one big conflict. Most of the mutated children were young and not many were older, but the older kids were of course, the bullies. In school, on the streets, everywhere. Only the most powerful got respect, and the only way to get respect was by force. Conflicts of different races all over, racism, criminal organisations and a non-stop fight for control. No one called it Aldin City anymore, they called it Freaksville. [B]-- ** --[/B] Welcome one and all, to Freaksville! This RPG will be rated M, with Swearing, Violence, and possible Sexual Content. The basic story line is above and is? very basic. First things first, you can either be a human or one of the mutated people. Keep in mind that the older kids normally stick together in their own races, and there aren?t many older kids. The oldest kids will be 21, but I don?t want many of them, only around 4 or 5. The police force in the city is very, very low, since most people abandoned their job. That?s why there?s so much crime and gangs around. You?ll play the role of one of the people who?s involved in crimes and conflicts across the city, although you or any other character may not be all-powerful. Though the older characters are the more annoying and the more of a bully they are, but that?s what makes it interesting. Younger people often tend to make up easier and can make better alliances because they won?t kill people they?ve fallen out with most of the time. Weapons are limited to mostly knives and things to hit people with. NO ONE may have a gun, not even leaders. I want this to be a realistic RPG, so I don?t want ?Ancient Warrior? backgrounds or ?Assassin from China? stuff; I want mostly people who lived in this city, and no Katana?s. I also want character descriptions to be real-life pictures and if your character looks a little different, added descriptions to tell us what they look like in a mutated form. I don?t want any super powers or ?Hero of the day? like on Teen Titans or in Batman, just fairly normal, yet abnormally people. I also want to gangs and crimes to be realistic, depending on what you are, that is. Everyone will attend the same school, even older people. The school will be a college and high in one, because there won?t be many teachers left. This gives us the opportunity to make bullying, threats and more of a crime life in school as well. Oh, and have fun! Here?s the sign-up: [B]Name:[/B] (Keep it realistic, you may also add a nickname) [B]Age:[/B] (I want most people between 11 and 18, maximum is 21 but I don?t want a lot of kids over 18) [B]Race:[/B] (On this you give the name your race and information about that race. Enhancements, modified appearances, and also anyone is free to join any race, which is already made up. Though no race may have super powers, just enhancements.) [B]Rank:[/B] (If you are in a gang of some sort, then put your rank. Anyone is free to join another gang of some sort if they run it by the leader, and also put information about the group here. You may not be a member of any gang yet, you also don?t have to be criminals) [B]Weakness:[/B] (Hey, everyone has to have a weakness! It can be emotional or physical.) [B]Nationality:[/B] (Even if you were born in Freaksville, you have to have some sort of nationality) [B]Weapons:[/B] (NO guns, bats, small knives, just that sort of stuff) [B]Personality:[/B] (Your character?s personality) [B]Appearance:[/B] (REALISTIC picture. Add on a word description to adapt to your race, or write it all) [B]Bio:[/B] (A bio around 4 paragraphs) [B]--**-- Name:[/B] Kevin ?Quad? Blazier (Quad being his nickname because he was the youngest of four brothers) [B]Age:[/B] 21 [B]Race:[/B] Demonio: Spanish for ?Demons?. Kevin being the first of the race named it himself. They are people with pale coloured skin, much lighter than normal and red eyes that glow in the dark. The normally appear older than normal humans but they don?t look old when they come to around 50. Demonio?s have amazing enhanced strength, three times that of normal. They are flawless at using that strength, but have an extremely violent temper. [B]Rank:[/B] Leader of the Red Devil?s (Ironic, eh?). The RD is a group of Demonio?s only, though Kevin does accept younger people he would rather keep people above 16. He doesn?t take on little kids who are younger than 12, though, and likes people to prove their way in. He will NOT under any circumstances accept any ?outsiders? or any other race. Kevin despises them all, humans mostly and would beat up any human who came within 2 feet of him. The Red Devil?s is a group of criminals and accepts only troublemakers. The Hideout of the RD is in an old mansion just outside the city. [B]Weakness:[/B] Kevin is very emotional when it comes to family or his race. If anyone says the ?Freak? near him Kevin would be on them like a bulldog. He can get very out of control sometimes which is a great tactical advantage. [B]Nationality:[/B] Mostly English, but Kevin comes from a line of Spanish, English and French people. He was born in Aldin city, but can speak French, Spanish and English. [B]Weapons:[/B] A metal bar that was broken off a slide in the park by Kevin and his friends when he was first effected. He managed to keep it for all these years and loved the weapon. It is about 75cm long and quite heavy and thick, but is easy for Kevin to carry. [B]Personality:[/B] A rough man with some form of pride. Though he is a good leader and a totally unmoveable bully with his friends, Kevin is sometimes passionate, but not around most of his friends. He always wants to get his own way, which seems a little childish. When he doesn?t get what he wants from his own friends his actions get very, very drastic. Though, if you?re on the good side of Kevin you might have protection for life. Anyone who is a good friend Kevin will trust his life with and will die for. And for that, Kevin expects the same thing back. Though he has absolutely no respect for anyone outside his kind, at all. Anyone who is his kind but not in alliance with him, he just kind of tunes them out. Though Kevin is a good leader, like the rest of his kind he is angered easily and has a very bad temper. He does sometimes have a good laugh, but not often. He tends to "joke" around with some kids sometimes just to provoke them into doing something they'd regret. Kevin would rather provoke and attack people than be a criminal, but he does both. Kevin is known for never letting down a challenge, or making a fight by mistake. He is also known for hold a grudge and for fighting his ow personal wars without the aid of weapons. [B]Appearance:[/B] [IMG]http://www.ex-astris-scientia.org/gallery/factfiles/tolaris.jpg[/IMG] [B]Bio:[/B] Born in Aldin city itself, Kevin first grew up quite happy. He was the youngest of 4 brothers and had always been given the nickname Quad. He had a lot of friends in school and everyday they'd go down to the fields and play some sort of game. Two of his friends, one Spanish and the other French taught Kevin how to speak French and Spanish, and everything seemed to be going good for Kevin. When he was 10 he got a dog which he named Quad, his nickname. It was a large dog and Kevin loved it, he even took it to the park eveyday. Things were going very well, until the chemical's came. He and his friends had been playing near the factory when it happened. Kevin was only 12, and if he'd been just a little older the chemical wouldn't have effected him. His Spanish and French friends had been infected too, but the others hadn't been. The first signs were all three of them becoming extremely angry and getting very bad tempered. Kevin was one of the first to become effected in the whole city along with his friends. The second sign was his strength, and already people in school would give him a bad name and call him "Freak", which in time, Kevin hated that word. When his ears grew pointed and his skin much lighter, everyone in school called Kevin a freak. His reaction at first was just a slight growl, but later on he grew very, very tried of the word "Freak". One kid called him it, and Kevin through him into a car, almost killing the boy. While Kevin was always being angry, his other infected friends knew what was going on and wanted to do something about it. They tried to convince Kevin to join them and help make things equal, but Kevin didn't join them. Kevin was 15 when a few others began to change. Though he was 15 when his mother died. Kevin and his father had a long arguement, and in anger, Kevin through something at Quad, his dog. The dog was hurt, and his mother stormed out saying she'll come back when the two of them stop fighting. Kevin knew it was his fault, but didn't take it into account. He knew his mother would be back, but this time he was wrong. It was on the news a day later that there was a large crash in the streets, 3 people injured and 1 dead. The one dead person was Kevin's mother. After that, Kevin never forgave himself. He and a few others like him banded together for no reason at all, and unlike Kevin's past friends they subjected themselves to crime. They would even hang around in the graveyards, showing that they had no respect for the dead at all, however, Kevin would never let anyone go near his mother's grave stone. Kevin was one of the oldest with the infection, and was one of the few leaders in the city. With that knowledge, he kenw he had one of the most powerful group in the city, but he soon found out thathis two old friends, or rivals had a Mansion for a sort of HQ. Kevin decided to eliminate them and take their HQ for his own. He sorted out a time, a place and a when for a full-out fight, no weapons used. Kevin won, making all the other Demonio's on his friends side get out of the town. He took the Spanish name Demonio for the people like him, and decided to accept everyone who was young and old into his Red Devil's group. Though he accepted no outsiders, at all, and Kevin was always looking for new groups, gangs and factions to start a private war with. At the age of 18, Kevin became well known throughout the city. He and his group had a criminal record, and had been suspended from their school over and over. Kevin's involvment in criminal acts and sometimes large thefts had really reached a high level, but because of the small police in the city Kevin wasn't bothered at all. Instead, he continued what he was doing up until the age of 21, were he became more eager to show the younger kids and other gangs what he was made of and how strong his Demonio was. -- [B]Spot saved for Rhian.[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]You could say I still have mine... I had it since I was 2 and it was a white one with a dog on it or something like that. When I grew older I just kept it in my room somewhere or under my pillow, then the funny thing was we got Chance, my dog. My mum said that Chance looked like the dog on my blanket, so I gave it too Chance. After about 3 years, Chance has chewed everything up exept that blanket, it's still in his basket, too ^_^. It was mine, and it still is, only now my dog has it. It used to be very white, but yeah my dog likes to get full of dirt and all sorts of messy stuff, and the blanket is as dirty as a water logged field.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]I do and don't disagree with you here. I have noticed that some RPG get more members SOMETIMES because of the popularity of the member(s) who joined or started it, but I learned that life is life. Sometimes, RPG's get further with a lot of members who know each other and don't post as much or a story as the other RPGers who get no where. I'm not saying that any RPG's here that have gotten off page 1 are full of horrible post, not at all, but I'm saying that some good RPG story-lines get no where, were as some plains one get off the ground (No offence to anyone!). I think Jokopoko's Star Trek RPG should have gotten somewhere, but not as many people signed up as I would have thought. My point is some good RPG's get no where because the member's who are in it aren't as popular as some, and some other RPG's with popular members in it do tend to get further. I'm not sure about the Mod and Respected members thing, though. It might be because the Mod's have seen the old members RPG before and think they'll be good for the job of the RPG, or it might not be, but I'm not sure with what you said on that matter.[/SIZE][/B]

[quote name='Sesshomarufan']Think about what you said, does your hair actually tan?[/quote] [SIZE=1][B]Your hair does change colour from the sun. My hair used to be blonde, but now it's more brownish or something along those lines. I can't remember what it was that does it but I believe it is possible for your hair to become another colour from the sun. As for your eyes changing colour, I don't think it would happen if someone's mood changed. Eyes would only change colour from sun, contacts, lights and whatever, as others have said before me. I don't know anyone who's eyes change when their mood does, but one friend tried to convince me but it didn't work. As far as I see things if your eye is one colour it will stay that way unless there is more or less light around, get what I'm saying? I tend to agree with James on this matter, though. Your eye colour wouldn't change over your mood, in my opinion. Since I think that it's hard to believe someone telling me their eyes do that.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1]Intersting... So very, interesting... [B]Name:[/B] Kevin Riker, aka Lord Riker. [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Description:[/B] [url]http://s3.invisionfree.com/Underground_Vault/index.php?act=Attach&type=post&id=1894111[/url] The man in the old-style clothing and the one with the sword. [B]Insanity:[/B] Kevin thinks he is the rightful ruler of the Universe and believes that there is no other God than himself. His insanity is very, very deep. Kevin used to believe in a God, then decided that he WAS the God of everything. He has tried to convince people numerous times, yelling, talking, shouting and hitting at them to make them believe, even though he isn't really a God. He tries to bite and scratch everyone who calls him "Kevin" or just "Riker", and always wants to go by the name Lord Riker. He thinks he's a God because of the dreams he's had, and has also tried to convince people he's been to the future by telling them story-lines off old Sci-Fi shows, trying to make people believe those stories are true. When people don't believe him (which is all the time) he does become very emotional sometimes, going from a sobbing guy to a insane laughing man. Due to the "I am the one Lord" thinking, Kevin doesn't care for mercy unless he wants too. He can sometimes be like a child, he gets what he wants or no body goes home. [B]Personality:[/B] A very, very complex personality. Most of the time, Kevin is calm, but still happy. Most of the time, that is. Sometimes he came seem like he's on laughing gas, and sometimes you'd think he had just lost his family. Though he is mostly a calm man who likes to talk about his being "The one Lord" and a man who likes to ramble on about his future for everyone. Though if he doesn't get want he wants, he doesn't like it. Kevin isn't afraid to be rough or tough with anyone, and he isn't afraid to hurt people. He would rather injure someone mentally with his power than anything else. Anyone who says he's insane, Kevin reacts with a dose of "evidence" and a speech about what he can do and what he wants. A lot of people have learned not to call Kevin mad or insane if they don't want to go home with a headache, or if they want to get home. The one thing Kevin can be is very, very annoying. [B]Power:[/B] - Divinomance. Kevin is a telepath. Though he can't make people do things easily, he can in fact make them do things with a hard try. He can read minds and impant false memories into someone's mind by touching their face. He can lift some objects, but Kevin would rather "play" with people's mind. He can inflict false pain and is very, very good at annoying people by talking to them non-stop through his thoughts. This is good for most enemies who come up against Kevin because his telepathic abilities are such an annoyance it can make the insane go sane, or the sane go insane if he tried hard enough to talk to them non-stop. [B]Biography:[/B] Kevin has and always will be insane. He has been in a mental home from the age of 15 because of his insanity of trying to murder his family. Though in the room of white Kevin became more and more insane. He was for a long time a happy kid, and loved colours. He didn't know what made him try to kill his family, but he wanted to convience people he wasn't mad anymore. The absence of colours made his mind twitch day after day, but the more he tried convincing the more insane he knew of himself. This is how Kevin became so annoying in trying to convince people, because no one believed. Kevin had convinced himself after that, that the only reason he was locked up because he was a God, and they were all afraid. Because of his isolation, Kevin abandoned his belief in "God", and renamed himself Lord Riker. When few visitors refused to call him "Lord", he began to get violent and once bit someone who used to be his friend on the next, then killed them. After that he remember being pinned to the ground, screaming at them to bow down at his feet and call him Lord for that was what he was. He remember getting loose from his vest and scratching the blurred faces that held him down, but he couldn't get up. They had pushed down on his chest violently and wouldn't let him up. Kevin knew he was going to die, but he knew he would rise again because he was a God. When he was knocked out, Kevin thought he was dead, and spent a long day dreaming of the future: Alien wars on dead cities which used to be earth, starships flying overhead, and Kevin leading a war against some sort of aliens was what he dreamt. He awoke thinking he could time travel in his dreams, and every night he went to sleep wondering where he would go next. Once he went to the past, and found himself happy at the timeline he thought he had been too. He later became more "old school" than normal, but still wanted respect for anyone who dared come near him. Kevin then began to have a mixed up personality, going from a insane laugh to a sobbing cry in seconds, then anger, then hope. He would even bang his head on the walls for amusement. Kevin grew much insaner all the time, but the more insane he became the more normal he began to look. He supressed his emotional outbursts for awhile, but then he found it... he found their minds, the other world... He wanted out and he wanted it now. When someone entered his room, Kevin attacked them. He managed to get loose again and clamped his hands over their face, turning them insane like him, making them laugh and laugh until they couldn't stand it. He continued to do this with the others until he was outside, to reclaim a world that was his. Now the mental home had about 30 new inmates, the people who used to work there... Upon becoming free, Kevin found some new clothing from his favourite timeline and then began to rule his world as the God he (thinks) he is.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]The creature growled at Sarek with its back arched and metal fangs showing. It was larger than any normal wolf, but it made no difference to Sarek since he had never seen a wolf, btu Sarek was sure an animal with a few metal limbs didn't belong in this time. Sarek turned to move slowly towards his sword, but the creature just growled louder. Sarek noticed its paws were giant with un even patches of metal, like the rest of the creature's body. He slowly flicked open the communicator. "Dave... make some kind of highpitched noise, make sure I would be able to hear it..." Sarek whispered. "What?" Dave asked in confusion. "Just do it!" Ordered Sarek. He waited for the sound, and hoped that this creature would follow the communicator if Sarek threw it away. Suddenly, a high pitched buzzing noiose came from the communicator, which caught the creatures atention. Sarek threw it as far as he could throw and dived for his sword as the creature stepped away. As fast as Sarek got his sword, the creature was back at him, but Sarek managed to block the mental teeth of the thing with his sword, but he couldn't cut through its teeth! Sarek turned his head to the side when the thing slashed at him, three large claw marks to appear on his cheek. Sarek kicked the creature off with all his might and lifted his sword into the air, making a direct hit with the wolf creatures metal plated back. But nothing, he could break the metal, but the flesh parts he could. Without a second thought, Sarek slashed the back leg of the creature with his sword, and made a dash towards Maya and Li, knowing he couldn't out run it for long, but he might be able to get it off his back if he found Maya and Li.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]We'll chase them fore awhile. Sarek's group will chase Marrek while the others could (if they wish) encounter Protosis, but don't worry about his description. The Chapter will end shortly, as soon as the egg is retrieved, so I think we'll end somewhere near the end of page four, just a rough guess.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1]Sarel growled at Maya and spoke. "What does it look like? Marrek tied me up here! I can't break loose! You two follow him, just pass me my sword and I'll catch up in a minute." Sarek said stilled struggling. Maya looked at him for a moment, but Sarek just snarled again. Maya took the handle of his sword and gave it to Sarek who struggled to twist the blade onto the metal ropes. "Go now or I'll go myself when I get free and leave you behind!" He spat. Li and Maya looked at each other, then ran off in the direction of Marrek. Sarek twisted the handle of his sword round, trying not to cut through himself. The rope was a very dense metal, so Sarek was having trouble cutting it. The rope was starting to snap a little, but Sarek could feel it was close to his arm. He didn't care. Marrek was a mockery, Sarek would cut his arm to get to him. There was a sharp slash of pain that Sarek felt through his arm, like a blade covered in aftershave cutting through his skin. The pressure from the ropes loosened, and Sarek quickly jumped away, dropping his sword and gripping the large cut on his arm. "Dave!" Sarek shouted flipping open his communicator. [I]"What?"[/I] Replied Dave. "I need you to try and get a fix on Protosis and that other freak with him, the one named Marrek, can you do something like that?" Sarek asked, still not knowing what the technology was capable of. [I]"'Fraid not. I'd need a sample of their DNA of some sort, but I can't find them without something to know what to look for."[/I] Dave explained. Sarek nodded to himself again and flicked it down without saying anything. He stood up from his crouched down position, but was knocked down when something hit him on the neck. Still clutching his arm, Sarek rolled over and saw what appeared to be a half beast half machine creature who had knocked him to the ground.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Sarek gave a slight sneer to the so called Marrek, where as Marrek didn't move. "You had no right." Sarek growled. "What gave you the right to attack us? To kill a creature? Who?" Sarek snapped. Marrek laughed lightly and closed his eyes. "Kill a creature? That's something you shouold know all about, since you killed innocent ones back in your age. You'd be perfect on our side. Protosis offers unbelievable power!" Marrek replied. He opened his eyes and brought his spear level with his eye, aiming at Sarek. "You wouldn't have to go back to your freezer, you'd have the power of the Apocalypse at your side, you'd have everyone from everywhere and every time bowing at your feet!" He explained, but Sarek was not convinced. "And what did Protosis offer you to make you believe in [I]that[/I] tale?" Sarek laughed taking out his sword. Marrek gave a slight growl and then, in an instant, flung his spear at him. Sarek was nearly caught in the line of fire, but just managed to jump to the side. Marrek, however, wasn't finished. He brought the spear around for another try, but Sarek rolled over and it thankfully missed. Marrek caught his spear and smirked. "Fast, aren't you? Well a man can only run for so long!" He laughed. Sarek did nothing but smirk under his mask as well. "I can tell your a man who likes killing, not fighting, just killing. Well don't worry, you'll have the pleasure of seeing your friends die as soon as this hatches..." Sarek's eyes widened as Marrek slipped a quite small, roud black egg from inside his coat. It had red strips on it and looked like someone had painted it, but it was no bluff egg, even though Sarek couldn't see the colours on it, he saw the heat from it, a heart beat... Marrek slipped it in his pocket again and smirked. "You fool..." Growled Sarek. Marrek then pulled out some metal, wire-like string and tied it around the end of his spear. "Fool?" Repeated Marrek. "Wrong, [I]you're[/I] the fool!" He finished. Suddenly, Marrek spear was flung towards Sarek, and suddenly began wrapping the metal wire around him. Sarek wouldn't move, and things got worse when the spear pierced the nearst rock and dragged Sarek towards it, tieing him around the rock with no means of escape. Sarek could feel the metal rope tightening, then Marrek walked behind Sarek and took the spear out of the rock, but tied a knot in the metal tope so Sarek couldn't get free. "My... sword...." Sarek stuttered to himself trying to reach down to it and grap it. Marrek didn't hear him, he was too busy running away and laughing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Flipping out his communicator, Sarek contacted Dave for the first time, hoping it would work, but he didn't stop. [I]"Yeah, what'd you want?"[/I] Growled Dave his voice crackling through. "Canathael was injured, any chance you could help him?" Sarek asked, still walking and looking around for humans other than the people near him. [I]"Oh sure I'll just [B]Crash land this hunk of metal right into the Jurassic age![/B] That should kill off the dinosaurs a few years earlier!"[/I] Dave replied in a sharp, fierce tone. Sarek sighed heavily. "Any chance you could make a portal near them?" Sarek asked after a long pause. [I]"Yes and no. I've been working on that while you've been gone. If I could get their lifesigns and all, I could. I'll contact them and see what they think."[/I] Dave said. Sarek nodded to himself and flicked the communicator down. He glanced back at Li and Maya but said nothing. Suddenly, as he was about to walk about, the same spear from behind shot into the ground were Sarek was going to walk. The [I]exact[/I] same one, it had the dinosaur blood on it! Sarek quickly spun around and caught the sight of something leaping behind the rocks and coming around. "...Magnetic..." Sarek sneered as he picked up the small spear. "He's coming around to attack again." Sarek added. Maya and Li looked at each other, but asked no questions. Sarek yanged the spear out of the ground and began a slow jog towards a bunch of rocks just up a small cliff, with Li and Maya behind him. "Was that...?" Maya began. "Not Protosis. Someone else. He's dangerous, with these weapons and all." Sarek explained showing Maya and Li the spear. "Much bigger than my own, but he can get this one back with a magnetic pull." He sighed and twisted the spear around. "Who knows what else he can do..." Sarek cut off his words as he spotted something moving closer. "I see something!" Li shouted in a somewhat whisper. The figure, quite far away had stopped. Whoever it was seemed to know they were there. Suddenly, Sarek felt the spear being ripped from his hand, towards the figure. "Yes... magnetic pull on his weapons, just as I thought!" Sarek whispered to himself. He looked at the man and raised an eyebrow, two creatures were behind him, not attacking... not, doing anything. "Those are raptors!" Gasped Maya. "It would look like our friend here has more techniques then who would have thought..." Sarek growled. "I'm going to face him, wait for those creatures to move forward, then fight them and I'll go around. Don't come after me, if this guy really is as dangerous I think then you shouldn't get invovled, three deaths aren't worth it." Sarek told them, running around the rocks. Maya shrugged at him. Surely Sarek didn't mean he was going to die... He looked at the two raptors run past him at great speed towards Maya and Li, cruching behind the rocks so he wouldn't be seen. Li and Maya could take care of themselves, there was no worry. Hopefully... they could. Sarek had yet to see any of them fight, but at the first sign of trouble Sarek would try and make it back to them. Try... "Bonjour." A voice said in front of Sarek. There stood a man with a long red coat, and shiny metal armour on his arm. The greeting was one Sarek had never heard before, but he hoped this man could speak the same language. Whoever it was had horribly demon like red eyes, which somewhat disturbed Sarek. "I'm Marrek, Sarek, right?" The man said. Sarek was dazzled at their names being the same, the fact that this "Marrek" knew his name. "Don't be shocked at my name being like yours, Protosis gave it to me, I didn't have one. Just to... oh, teaste you? Protosis dislikes you more than the others." Marrek laughed. Sarek didn't move or speak. "Guess I have the honour of shoving this spear right down your throat! Then no one will get confused about our names." Marrek laughed again, bringing his spear down to his waist.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]We'll have to move on, so I'll make Sutaru appear.[/B] Sarek scanned the area, his eyes darting left and right looking for any sign of human life or something that shouldn't be in the time period. The heat of the sun above was mixing thinks and making it harder for Sarek too see, but he was doing fine. "Hey, guys!" A voice yelled from a distance. Sarek and the others spun around to see Sutaru jogging towards them. Sutaru looked like he'd ran along way, or got into a big fight, but Sarek couldn't careless. "Took you long enough..." Maya mumbled. Canathael greeted Sutaru with that old medieval hello style which Sarek was finding annoying. All the 'Sir this and that' got to Sarek more than anyone, but Sarek wasn't going to say anything. "Now we're all together we can start searching." Sarek said, walking over to the fire and standing near it, but staying further away than the rest. "I'm not sure how wise it would be for us to split up, but it would be a good idea to heighten our chances." Sarek added with a muse of thought. "What exactly are we looking for?" Li asked. Sarek shrugged. "A goon in a black coat. Any other human other than ourselves. Since it would be impossible to find an egg by ourselves, we should follow Protosis." Sarek replied. "But we should spilt up into two groups... I think Protosis has another person with him, me and Canathael saw a spear, like mine but larger hit an animal. For one thing, Dave told me Protosis hates long distance fighting and would rather kill at close range." "It's true." Canathael confirmed. Sarek glanced at him then back to the others. He was thinking who to spilt to groups up into... A balanced group would be good, but Sarek wasn't willing to go along with Canathael again, yet Sarek knew the others might be just as annoying. Sarek thought it over and hoped the others would agree. "Li, Maya, you come with me." Sarek said. "Canathael, Sutaru and you, Pieter should go the other way, we'll keep in contact all the time." Sarek ordered, basically. "Maybe I should come with you." Pieter suggested. "Li would be good with Canathael and Sutaru, it would balance things out against these creatures." He added. Sarek gave a slight nod of agreement. "If you find anything, contact us, if you get in trouble, contact us aswell, and hope we're close enough to help..." Sarek said, mumbling the last part of his sentance.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Embrassing moments, I've had too many... -.- I shouldn't be allowed out in public... Once I was in a shop with my brother. I'll skip right to the point. There was this other kid with a really, really horrible cap on and I thought it was my brother stood next to a women. I didn't bother to look if it really was my brother, and I said to him "That's a sh** hat.." and the women beside the boy was his mother. She kinda walked off and spat an insult at me before I could say "Sorry, wrong person..." I remember once my brother was in the Trafford Centre, big place. Two cars were parked next to each other, both the same. My brother thought my dad's car was the one on the left and got in it, turns out to be the wrong one, and when he got out I ended up laughing all over the guy's car and bent his mirror back... we both got embrassed for that one. Ah... now this is a good one. I had left my bike outside my house and it was gone when I came back. I hadn't stop to think my mum put it away, but anyway I went looking for the a** who I thought took it. Now the bike I had was pretty new and a few people had it, I passed people on the same bike as mine a lot. Anyway, I saw this guy on a bike which I thought was mine, well a kid actually, about my age. I knocked him off it and threatened him, then my friend came up and said "What you doing? I saw your mum put your bike away..." And I just looked at this terrified kid and legged it across the road. Once in school, me and my friend were making these chicken noises for fun. Did it right in front of a teacher, and got shouted at (not literally shouted at), and a few of the kids laughed, but once the new kids know you're a year higher they shut their trap. Told you, I shouldn't be allowed out in public.[/SIZE][/B]

[SIZE=1][B]Hey, sorry I couldn't post before, but my post might run a little randomly and it might take me awhile to post, my Internet is messed up.[/B] A sharp snapping of small twigs made Sarek spin around for the fifth time in 10 minutes, only to notice Canathael was stepping on them, again. Sarek sighed and shook his head, but didn't bother to comment. He just continued to walk with his bloody spear in his right hand, which he picked up before they left the two dead dinosaurs. Canathael hadn't retrieved his dagger, well it was too far in the other creatures body, but Sarek believed a man's weapon was his own, and his alone which only he should take care of. Crazy saying, but Sarek believed it. "Sir, look!" Canathael shouted from behind. Sarek spun round and raised his spear, then lowered. He was expecting more of those creatures to be attacking, but instead he could see too long necked creatures above the trees, no, more than two, atleast five. Canathael glanced at Sarek and ran over, leaving Sarek no choice but to follow him. "Canathael, stop! They might be dangerous!" Sarek shouted. They came out from the trees onto a long line of yellow grassy fields and a few trees, and a lot of long necked creatures. They didn't seem to be attacking, so they looked friendly. But Sarek couldn't help notice they looked like Borgraths, giant reptiles from his future. Only in his future Borgraths attacked everything, even each other. Sarek almost lost his life off them creatures, but these ones weren't the same, Sarek knew that, but he still hated them. He was prepared to throw his spear into the nearest creature and slice its head off with one swoop of his sword, but Sarek didn't, something else [I]did[/I]. "Why did you just do that?!" Canathael shouted over to Sarek. One of the longed neck creatures had been hit in the neck by another short spear, not Sarek's. "I didn't..." Sarek muttered. He looked around him, and saw what the normal human vision wouldn't see, a glowing red figure in the distance, something with extreme heat. But the moment Sarek saw the figure, it was gone. Though something else had caught Sarek's eye. Smoke, heat, [I]fire[/I]! "Canathael! Over there!" Sarek shouted leaving the creatures and not caring what happened to the injured one. Canathael spun around and spotted to smoke and ran towards it too.[/SIZE]