Skye

[size=1]High in the mountains, deep in the forest, rests a cottage. The cottage is small, with thick, earthen walls, a thatch roof, a small door, and low, large windows that are overgrown with ivy. Surrounding the cottage is a wild garden, full of herbs and plants of all sorts: lavender, thyme, basil, ivy, and many more. Fragrant scents from the herb garden wafted upwards to meet the inquiring nose of Kenya Woodworth. The girl looked about, smiling, and spotted her opponent, who was watching the glade with mild amusement. Kenya dropped from her perch, and smiled broadly at him. "[b]Hello, you must be Zhou. Pleasure to meet you.[/b]" Zhou looked her up and down. "[b]Kenya. I should have known you would be a girl.[/b]" Kenya flushed, and a knife was in her hand. "[b]Well, we came here to fight... so fight me![/b]" Zhou drew his blade, and the metal flashed in the sunlight that filtered through the trees. Kenya thought she heard him mutter something, but she ignored it as he lunged. The young woman jumped up into the trees, and the battle began.[/size]

[size=1]Kyss was silent, as usual, and took the map without a word. Her forest-green eyes were serene and emotionless, and her pale, yet full, lips did not smile. She was shorter than everyone else, but what did she care. She went to the stables, and watched as one by one the horses and riders found one another. Kyss turned and wrapped her arms around the warm, beige nose that had huffed down her back. She began stroking the horses neck, patting the mare and murmuring under her breath. The horse was beige, with a dark red-brown mane and tail of course texture, and huge, brown eyes. There was instant connection between the small woman and the large mare. ?[b]I knew you would come ? oh, I knew, Siofra.[/b]? [I]Changeling?[/I] The horse huffed into her hair, and Kyss found a hay bale. She hopped from it onto Siofra?s bare back, and the mare trotted out of the stable. The stable hands were watching the miniature woman with awe, as she had handled the mare with ease. Siofra paused, and Kyss turned to look at the stable hand standing in the door. Then she turned back, and Siofra took off at a full gallop, tearing out across the land. Kyss leaned into the ride, closing her eyes and lifting her face to the warm sunshine. Her hair whistled about her as the wind ripped through it. Her thoughts wandered, and she opened her eyes. She caught sight of another rider, on a jet-black stallion. She straightened her small stature as Siofra whinnied a greeting, and the rider turned. OOC: Tag, Anarchy.[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Kenya Woodworth [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Appearance:[/b] Kenya is lithe and fast, with long legs, and a sly smile. Her eyes are a dark blue, almond shaped, set slanted in an oval, tan face. She has jet-black hair that falls to just past her waist, and she leaves it loose. Kenya wears a pleated, black, mini-skirt, and a belly-tube-top of white, with a knee-length vest that is embroidered with silver phoenixes. The vest is black, and around her waist she wears a black, silver-embroidered sash. She wears sandals that lace up around her calf with silver strings. [b]Purpose:[/b] Kenya is curious to see other?s fighting styles ? she is also eager to show just how dangerous a girl can be. [b]Weapons:[/b] [u]Throwing Knifes:[/u] Her signature weapon. Kenya carries various knifes on her person, well hidden despite her scant clothing. They range in size from tiny to medium, about the size of a steak knife. [u]Katana:[/u] It is the single weapon of Kenya?s that has a name: Siofra, meaning Changeling. The reason why is obvious ? the katana has engravings that seem random down the blade, and the hilt is not the normal katana hilt ? it is longer, wrapped in gold leather, with a round butt, also of gold. [u]Fighting Knife:[/u] This she has on her hip, about seven inches long, and steel. All right, lets get this party started![/size]

[size=1]All right, it?s been a while since there?s been a proper spar, and I feel rusty. First I?ll place out rules: 1. No spam. But you already knew that. (And I don?t expect your posts to be shorter than three paragraphs.) 2. Correct spelling. Try not to make typos, and try to make sure you spell everything right and that your grammar is right. 3. No god-modding. You know what this means. We?ll spar, and then let Arcadia decide who wins. For conditions: No magic. This is a good-?ole hand-to-hand combat, with no guns. You can use anything from a stiletto to a mace, but no guns. Try to keep in mind what the other person?s character is like. ;) Our setting: A forest in the mountains. It is an oak and pine forest, with a packed dirt ground, littered with rocks, small branches, and leaves. It is the middle of the summer, so the light that filters through is faint, dappled with leaves. The trees reach high into the sky. In the middle of the forest, in a clearing, is a small hut, surrounded by an herb garden that has gone wild. A small stream runs by it, North to South, and wild animals come and go freely. This is where the contenders will meet. The whole forest is your battle field. Good luck. What I need from you: [b]Name:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Purpose:[/b] [Why did you accept this fight?] [b]Weapons:[/b] [As many as you think you can carry ? plus, anything you find in the forest. Just don?t go overboard.] I will post mine once Jian responds.[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Kyss Crafter [b]Age:[/b]18 [b]Personality:[/b] Kyss is a silent girl, a shadow. She can get lost in a crowd, and once she decides you can?t find her, you can?t. She has no temper, but she isn?t submissive, and it?s impossible to make her give in. She very rarely speaks, and when she does, it is in a mere whisper, and exactly to the point. [b]Appearance:[/b] Standing only 4?9, Kyss is a slight woman, with a feminine form. She has an oval face, with rosy cheeks, and large, forest-green eyes that stay emotionless. She has full, pale lips, and a small nose. Her hair falls to her waist in waves of jet-black silk, and is often loose. She wears deer-skin breeches(skin-tight; white), tucked into knee-high brown leather boots, and a loose, hooded tunic in light brown(long sleeved). [b]Dragon's Appearance (Optional):[/b] None [b]Weapon:[/b] A pair of medium-sized maces and a 4? chain [b]Ambition to Fight Chaos:[/b] The destruction of her home and the slaughter of her only friends ? her animals. [b]Three Crests:[/b] 1. Crest of Change 2. Crest of Time 3. Crest of Intelligence [b]Your Encounter With Juren:[/b] Working On Sorry this STILL isn?t finished, I need to go for now.[/size]

[size=1][i]Why is it when he smiles my stomach does flip-flops?[/i] ?[b]You got the list?[/b]? Cat absently replied, ?[b]Yeah.[/b]? She didn?t see Johnny shoot her a confused look as she closed the door to the car. She walked through the empty parking lot, her thoughts elsewhere. The shopping only took a half an hour, and Cat was back outside at the car, loading things into the trunk. ?[b]Hey ? you okay?[/b]? Cat looked up, startled. She blinked. ?[b]Y-yeah, why?[/b]? Johnny crossed his arms. ?[b]I?m not kidding ? what?s wrong?[/b]? Cat felt a blush creeping onto her face, and looked back down a little to quickly, unloading the cart. ?[b]I?m not kidding ? nothings wrong, Johnny.[/b]? She made a small noise of surprise when Johnny put a hand on her shoulder. ?[b]C?mon, Cat.[/b]? Cat caught her breath as she looked up into his eyes, struck by their intensity. They stayed that way for a few moments before Cat whispered, ?[b]You ? it?s you.[/b]? Johnny stepped back, a frown on his face. ?[b]What?[/b]? Cat turned back to the car, staring down into the trunk. ?[b]Why can?t I breathe when you look at me? Why does my heart skip a beat when you smile?[/b]? She was still whispering.[/size]

[size=1]Cat smiled. "[b]Actually, Mami, I can go get that icecream now, if you'd like.[/b]" Maia nodded, and then looked back down at Anna, who was now staring at Johnny wide-eyed. The little girl reached out to him, tiny, pink hands waving. "[b]I think she likes you, Johnny.[/b]" Maia was still smiling. "[b]I am glad she has made a friend - she was never very good at it.[/b]" Cat flushed with embaressment. "[b]Mother...[/b]" she mumbled, eyes locked on Anna. FInally she looked away from her little sister, and smiled. "[b]We'll be back. Anything else you want?[/b]" Maia gave Cat a small list, and told her to go ahead and do this weeks shopping before the two teens left. Cat and Johnny walked in blissful silence to the parking lot, and Cat searched for the car. OOC: Tag. ^.~ You take it fron there.[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Jennifer Larsson [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] Jennifer is only 5?5?, with the toned body of an athlete ? her muscles are flat and wiry, but her body is round and feminine. Her hair falls in gentle waves of silk, the color of sun-kissed mahogany, about an oval, tanned face, with a long nose, and full lips. Her hair only falls to just past her chest, and is often loose, not hiding captivating ash-grey eyes that are rimmed in charcoal-black. She wears comfortable clothes, usually consisting of a pair of shorts/pants (always jean), a tank top, and tennis shoes. [b]Role:[/b]In The House [b]Character Excerpt:[/b] See Plot Line I?m too lazy to type out a whole new thing. -.- But thanks! I?ll wait for you, Gabe, and Sevotharte, I love![/size]

[size=1]The squall of a crying baby echoed down the hall as Cat opened the door, face flushed and elated. She had a huge grin plastered on her face, and she closed the door quietly behind her. She couldn?t stop smiling. Johnny had got to his feet, and she threw her arms around his neck, laughing. ?[b]It?s a girl! Her name is Anna-Marie![/b]? Johnny seemed slightly surprised at the sudden hug, but Cat released him, and grabbed his hand. ?[b]C?mon! You have to come see her! Besides, I need to introduce you to my mother.[/b]? Slowly she opened the door, and stepped in, to see her mother beaming down at the tiny bundle. Only a few minutes old, and the little girl already had a dark head of hair, and her eyes were still closed. Maia looked up, and smiled at the pair. ?[b]Come here, meet Anna.[/b]? Cat happily obliged, pulling Johnny in after her, and they went over. The baby had gone quiet, suckling happily, and Cat gently brushed a strand of hair away from the baby?s face. Then she turned to Johnny and her mother. ?[b]Mami, this is Johnny. From school. He helped me get here in time to see the baby born.[/b]? Maia smiled at Johnny.[/size]

[size=1]Catherine went in, and looked about. The hospital looked nice and neat. Cat saw a scurrying doctor, and went up. ?[b]Excuse me, sir, could you show me the room where Maia Doraldo is?[/b]? The man looked curious, and so Cat babbled on, showing how nervous she was. ?[b]She?s my mother, and she?s supposed to be in delivery ? my name? Catherine Doraldo, her daughter.[/b]? The doctor made a noise of ? well, he led her down a hall, glancing back at her two comrades. Cat turned to them. ?[b]You guys can come if you want, but I wouldn?t suggest it.[/b]? She flashed them a nervous smile, and then went over and hugged them each. When she hugged Johnny, she whispered, ?[b]Hey, thanks for letting me borrow the car. But I really would advise against coming ? you may lose your stomach this time.[/b]? With that, she released him and darted after the doctor. They came to a room, and she was led in, where her mother was lying on the bed, sweating. ?[b]Miha?[/b]? Cat nodded. ?[b]Si.[/b]? She sat down in a chair, and let her mother hold her hand as another spasm went through the woman on the hospital bed. ?[b]I am here, mama. Te amo.[/b]?[/size]

[size=1]Liari looked down at the tray of food in her hands, and snorted. The food looked disgusting ? but hey, you gotta eat. She looked up, and scanned the cafeteria, making a mental note to bring her own lunch. She spotted Kat, and raised two fingers. She smirked, and then made her way towards him. ?[b]Hey. Kat, right?[/b]? The guy nodded. ?[b]Yeah. You?re Liari.[/b]? Liari was almost startled at the quality of his voice, but she nodded towards the outdoors. ?[b]Let?s go eat in the courtyard ? all these pretty-dressed people are starting to get to me.[/b]? Kat nodded, and got up. The two walked in silence until they got outside, where Liari promptly sat down on the grass, and sat down her tray. Once again she glared in disgust at her skirt, and muttered, ?[b]Remind me to change before going back to class...[/b]? Kat chuckled. ?[b]What, the uniform too much?[/b]? Liari snorted. ?[b]Exactly.[/b][/size]

[size=1]Wow, thanks for signing up! I actually like all of your sign ups a lot. ^_^ They are kinda simple, but good. So, if I ever get other sign ups, you are in. I may start this next Tuesday or Wednesday. Sign ups are still open! Skye[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Cameron Carter [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Favorite Pool Pun:[/b] (If I think of one, I?ll tell you.) [b]Appearance:[/b] At five-foot-nine, Camster (as she has been dubbed by friends) is a femmy girl in a tomboyish kind of way. She likes to wear cameo-print clothes, though they usually have some girly twist to it. Her hair is jet-black, falling well past her waist in black sheets, which she always pulls into a high ponytail. Her eyes are dark brown, with an oval face and a pair of very full pink lips. She has a very tan complexion, 0with smooth skin that has an olive tint. [u]What She Wears:[/u] At the bar she can be spotted in a mini-skirt of gold and blue cameo, a blue cameo tube-top, knee-high lace-up imitation hiking boots, and large, gold hoops earrings. On her right hand middle finger is a silver ring. [b]Personality:[/b] Cameron is usually the sulky, sultry shadow in a group, with a flutter of her eyes and a wink, and no one notices she?s there. She can walk across an empty dance floor, and guys will glance her way and then back to what they were doing. She dislikes being stared at despite looking good, and she?s perfected a way to turn heads ? in the other direction. Camster smiles only when she sees someone she likes, and the smile is captivating. [b]Writing Sample:[/b] Cameron hopped over the bar with her tray of drinks in hand, and slipped through the crowded bar to the pool tables. Holding the tray above her head, Cam avoided touching anyone as she made her way towards her brother and friends pool table. As she broke out of the crowd, she flashed her older sibling a grin, and then held out the tray. ?[b]Three beers ? compliments Madrid Doraldo.[/b]? She nodded in the direction of the bar, where a middle-aged man with jet black hair and dark blue eyes, paired with tan skin, gave them thumbs up. Cam set down the tray on a near-by barstool, and passed out drinks. With a flip of her skirt, she picked up the tray and disappeared into the crowd again. Catching sight of a new person, Cam eyed her warily. She could see from the corner of her eye that her brother had seen her too, but the girl didn?t seem to have noticed. Cam kept her eye on her the rest of the night. Hope you don?t mind, ULX![/size]

[size=1]It's about a boy named Mitsuo, who, unfortunately, can hear and see spirits. In the first manga, two girls (at different times) try to take over his body, and he acts as a host (whether he wants to or not) for the spirits until they can become recognized by certain people. This is how Mitsuo made friends with Hasanuma, because the first girl has a crush on him, andin the end, the ghost ends up being exorcised. Mitsuo decides to befriend her, and she finally leaves him alone of her own accord. It's a really funny manga; there are hints at shounen-ai, but it creeps the main character out. ^_^ And there isn't much shounen-ai in the first manga. I don't know about the rest, but I do have the first manga. I would really reccomend it. Skye[/size]

[size=1]Geez, yeah. I remember a year or two ago, when I first met DBD, more commonly known as... actually, I forget what he calls himself now. Well, I had just met him, and we got along great. I finishd all my work, and got on the computer at 8. We talked so long, when we finally looked up, it was five in the morning. Exactly. So we both decided it might be time to get off and go to bed. After that, i stared at the computer screen in disbelief for a half an hour until he PMed me back saying he was serious and I should get to sleep. xD[/size]

[size=1]Cat bit her bottom lip. "[b]Of course... ah, hell, lets go.[/b]" She took the keys, and they left the house. Cat opened the drivers door, and the guy got out, looking at her with an eyebrow raised in Johnny's direction. Cat got in, and Johnny got in on the other side. His friend got in the back. Cat backed out, and then took off. It was nearly a half an hour drive to the hospital, but in the middle of the day, no one was on the roads. They got on the freeway, and Cat took over totally. She ignored the looks the guy in the back seat was giving Johnny. Once she had surveyed the road, checking for cop cars, she muttered, "[b]Okay, last time I did this, I nearly got landed for five years - lets hope either my dad has made a lot of money this week, or that God loves us...[/b]" The boys looked slightly shocked at her statement, and then she said, "[b]Hang on.[/b]" She floored the gas pedal, and they took off. Once they had adjusted, she hit the NOS. In about ten more minutes, they arrived, and Cat slowed down near the hospital. She drove in carefully, not wanting to alert someone. "[b]Diosa, muchos gracias...[/b]" She said under her breath.[/size]

[size=1][color=green][I]Well, that was interesting. Well, transform.[/color] [color=slategray]If you say so.[/color] [color=green]Oh, I do?[/color][/I] [color=slategray]With a sigh, Michaelina let Persephone take over, and felt a ripple over her skin as the transformation took place. Her image changed, and soon a tall woman with large bat wings and horns stood clothed in a short dress of black. ?[b]Summon Kytan![/b]? Persephone/Michaelina held out a hand, and a ball of darkness began forming above it. The ball got bigger, and formed itself into a stag. His jet-black horns gleamed dangerously as he tossed his head. ?[b]Attack![/b]? When she spoke, she had a double-voice ? Michaelina?s voice, undertoned to a deeper, huskier voice. The stag became a blur as he ran for the nearest Cyclops. It stopped just short of one, and lunged forward. Wicked sharp horns pierced the leathery skin, and the Cyclops grunted in pain. A large clumsy hand swept towards the animal, but the stag was gone, lunging at its vulnerable underside. ?[b]We need a little help here, Morpheus, dear![/b]? Persephone growled. OOC: Tag to you too.[/size][/color]

Tribute To A Broken Soul Never before Did I realize What it meant When someone said You don?t know what you have till its gone Never before Did it happen to me And now I know Just what you meant When you said I just can?t take rejection anymore I?m sorry for forgetting you I?m sorry for ignoring Everything you brought out Everything you confessed You confided in me You let me see your heart And what did I do But throw it away I can?t say I?m sorry enough So if you want to know Exactly how I feel I?ll say it one more times In words you might understand This message is too a broken soul Someone I forgot to mention Someone I forgot to love And now I?m regretting every unspoken word Because you?re leaving Well, not exactly a poem, free verse, no rhymes ( at least, none intentional.) ^_^; Anyway, you know who you are. And I?m sorry. But other than that, do you think I got the emotion across? It was very blunt for me. Skye

[size=1]?[b]My bike. My mother would kill if I left it here.[/b]? Cat laughed. ?[b]By the way, call me Cat. Here, put this on.[/b]? She took out a black helmet, and handed him another, putting it on. She took her jacket off, and smoothed her hair down, and put her jacket back on, making sure her hair was out of the way. ?[b]You okay? You look green around the gills.[/b]? Cat caught herself from making another comment. She was talking more than she usually did. That was a surprise. She straddled the bike, and put up the kickstand. Johnny put on his helmet, and got on behind her. There was an embarrassed silence, and Cat said, ?[b]Put your arms around my waist ? or you could lean back. But if your sick, I wouldn?t advise that.[/b]? Johnny tentatively did as she said, and she felt him blush. Cat revved the bike, and turned the bike around, getting out of the parking spot. They were soon on their way, and Catherine felt Johnny relax into the ride. She smiled, and in about fifteen minutes, they were at her house. It was a one-story house, with a small front lawn, and the house was pretty plain. Cat parked her bike in the driveway, and waited for Johnny to get off before getting off herself. She took off her helmet, and he handed her his. She went to the door, and unlocked it, going in. ?[b]Mama?[/b]? she called quietly. There was no answer. Putting a finger to her lips, Cat set the helmets down next to the door and took off her shoes, walking softly across the dark green carpet. Johnny followed her lead. Cat tiptoed down the hall, and peeked in her mother?s room. It was empty. She frowned. ?[b]Why?[/b]? The phone rang. Cat sprinted for it, and picked it up. ?[b]Si? Hello?[/b]? ?[b]Is this Catherine? Your mother went into labor about ten minutes ago. She requests you stay home and keep track of the house. We will call you when your mother requests.[/b]? Before she could reply, they had hung up. She stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter, dumbfounded.[/size]

[size=1]Catherine looked brighter. ?[b]I can drive you, if you like. I think I should probably head for home, too. I threw up earlier, also, and my mother has been pregnant.[/b]? She grimaced. ?[b]She has a temper.[/b]? Standing, she flashed him a smile, and grabbed her bag from by the door. ?[b]See you in ten? My motorcycle is the black Ninja near the front.[/b]? Cat flashed him another smile, and then checked out of the school. She went to her locker and grabbed her books, sliding them into her messenger bag. She quietly made her way through the relatively empty halls, and left for the parkinglot. When she got there, she leaned on her motorcycle, and dug out her cellphone, dialing her mother. ?[b]Mama?[/b]? ?[b]Catherine? ¿Por qué no es usted en escuela? [Why are you not in school?][/b]? ?[b] I threw up. I am supposed to come home. Do you mind if I bring home a friend? Maybe talking to someone will help you get your mind off the baby.[/b]? ?[b]Si. Gracias, miha.[/b]? The phone clicked off, right about the time Johnny came out the front steps. OOC: EDIT: OOPS! Natsu-chan, do you want me to change my post?[/size]

[QUOTE=CB Shin]Surprisingly, (not too many people know this) UC, University of Chicago in the southside of Chicago (The Ghetto) is the best College we have to offer. The other notable one is, of course, U of I, in Urbana Champaign. Both of these are in the First Tier ranking, (UC is around 18th place and U of I is in the 30's). Hope that helps... Note: If you're up to it, go check out Harvard :p[/QUOTE] [size=1]Harvard? My aunt is going to work at Harvard. :) Out of all the places she applied for, Harvard offered her a job. Out of about five, I think. So that's interesting. But thanks.[/size]

[size=1]I don't follow sports for the simple fact that I don't have cable. Other than that, I would probably sit there and watch for hours on end. I get captivated in tactics and strategy - but then, I get absorbed in the weather channel. :sweat: I have a friend that lives in IL. She wants all of our friends to come up there to go to college. How good is the college up there?[/size]

[center][color=slategray][size=1][font=book antique]?[b]Let go! I have to go back! Kenneth is in there![/b]? ?[b]This is insane! You?ll get killed along with those idiots![/b]? ?[b]Let ? me ? GO![/b]? Wrenching her arm forcefully from her brother?s firm grip, she bolted, taking off down the street towards a large building. Swarming the building were machines, robots, androids. Her brother yelled, and was about to go after her, when it hit. The sky rained gas bombs ? poison gas bombs. Andrew Larsson?s cry caught in his throat as his eyes glassed over and he fell to the ground with a dull thud. Jennifer Larsson kept running, and then dove for the cover of the large, run-down mansion. She rolled in through a doorway, and curled up in a ball in a corner as the world exploded around her. Screams of panic, pain, and the thud of bodies hitting the ground filled her ears, and she kept her eyes closed tightly. She swallowed the rising panic in her throat, and lay there, silent. A heavy silenced descended on the scene, and Jennifer slowly pulled herself out of her corner and stood. She gazed in shock out of the open door she had come in by, and her face paled. She felt bile rise in her throat as she stared at the carnage. ?[b]Oh dear God?[/b]? ?[b]Kelly? Is that you?[/b]? Jennifer was about to retch when the voice reached her ears, and she turned, her face still pale as a ghost. The boy who stood behind her was nearly a year younger than she, and his face just as pale. ?[b]Kenneth? You?re all right?[/b]? He stopped as he caught sight of the bodies that lay still outside the house. Jennifer raised a quivering hand to her mouth. She whispered, ?[b]They?re all dead ? all of them. But how did we-?[/b]? The boy swallowed, apparently fighting not to throw up himself, and their eyes met. They gazed at one another for a long time until giggles and shrieks of laughter broke their concentration. Jennifer looked down the hallway to the courtyard of the house, and spotted a group of kids. ?[b]How did they survive? How did we?[/b]? The kids had stopped playing, and were now running down the hall. It was a group of three girls and four boys, and one of the girls said, ?[b]The house. It isn?t part of that world.[/b]? She pointed to the street outside of the house. Offering Jennifer a smile, she stood in the doorway. Her image flickered back and forth. ?[b]See?[/b]? The boy beside Jennifer grabbed her arm, and she steadied him. There were footsteps, and down the hallway came another woman ? her deep black-brown eyes gazed sadly at the group. ?[b]We?re lucky ? we knew. Somehow, we knew ? and they didn?t. Now, we are the only ones left.[/b]? Gazing back outside, Jennifer examined the scene. The robots who had been trying to tear down the house, were frozen in place. Human bodies littered the asphalt, and the bomb shells lay glinting metallically in the half-light of the clouded sky. Jennifer?s eyes went to a still figure ? her brother. The girl went to her knees, and began sobbing brokenly before the boy near her did the same. He had seen his sister lying among the bodies, and there was nothing they could do now. They held onto one another. |-|-| Survival of the fittest. Eat or be eaten. Kill ? or be killed. That is the way the world is. That is they way it has always been. Only now, it is truer and more obvious than ever. Only the clever and the brutal will survive. Only those who know, at the deepest level of their consciousness, what to do should a crisis occur, will live. And those within the house were some of those. There are places around the world, places called Havens, where the world is separate from itself. Where the seems of the earth have meshed, and then been torn apart. Where what affects the outside world will not affect those inside. They are houses ? sometimes apartment buildings, sometimes mansions, sometimes little cottages. But they are always safe places, and those with intuition know they are safe there. But to the government, these places should be destroyed. They do not like the idea of a place they cannot control. Inside these houses, the people within are safe. Nothing can hurt them, and the house, by no means, can be destroyed. If the government finds one, they try and try, but they cannot bring the houses down. Nor can they go inside, if there intent is meant to harm. But what the survivors don?t realize is that the ones who wish to destroy their only safe place are the ones who built them. Now, more than ever, the officials are trying to find a way to demolish these houses. Because, once the inhabitants find out they cannot be harmed, they do not want to leave. And they begin to find out that the house has other powers ? anything is physically and mentally possible. Including moving things by thinking about it. And this is a power they think no one but themselves should have. |-|-| Okay, this was based loosely ? okay, not-so-loosely ? around the Matrix. Mostly around one story in the Animatrix, but I have fleshed out the story and twisted it a bit. Now, your characters can be anyone ? and official, an innocent, or someone who has discovered a house. There are only a few left, and they are near each other. You can play someone who is in the house with Jennifer (who I will be playing), like Kenneth (who is her boyfriend). I don?t care who you play.Now for the fun part: sign ups! [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [Male or female ? as a robot, you can be an it. Put genderless if that is the case. Most androids are in either male or female likeness, however.] [b]Appearance:[/b] [I would prefer it if you described your character; no less than a good paragraph. At least six sentences long.] [b]Role:[/b] [Who are you? Someone in the house? Someone who doesn?t know about the house? Government official, ect.] [b]Character Excerpt:[/b] [This is like a little post, featuring your character. This should express how s/he would act in a situation. Any situation. Make something up. Go as wild as you want; from cooking dinner to running from the cops to jumping off a ten story building and landing on your feet.] I?m leaving out biography and personality to give us more flexability. I?ll post my sign up if I get responses. ^_^[/size][/font][/color][/center]

[size=1][color=slategray]I tried my best. ^_^ I had to make the banner max banner size so that the picture wouldn't completely die. xD And I don't have uberly cool fonts, but this was an easy request, so I gave it a shot. Ozy is probably going to outdo me. ^__^; Bunny Avatar [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22991&stc=1[/img] Bunny Banner [img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22992&stc=1[/img] You like?[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Liari kept sketching, alternately taking notes as the teacher droned on. She heard a couple giggles, and glanced up to watch two girls begin to talk. One had a pencil thrown at the back of her head, and it collided solidly with her shock of pink hair. Liari was amused. As the girls talked, the pink-haired prep sighed, and turned away. She caught the name of Toji, but that was about it. She folded the picture into a paper football, and then flicked it to the back of the head of the boy who had introduced himself as Tesujin. He turned his head to look at her. Liari raised an eyebrow, and the mimed unfolding the paper. He did so. [I]You new here, too? Everyone here seems like preps to me.[/I] Below the note was sketches of who she knew to be Toji and the girl Emi. She smirked. The boy wrote back on it, and refolded it. He tossed it back at her, and she ducked. Picking it up off the floor, she unfolded it and read it. [I]I am new. Nice to meet you, Liari-san.[/I] When she looked back up, he was staring at the blackboard, where the teacher had begun to write his expectations of them this year.[/size][/color] OOC: Hope that was okay, Sevotharte. ^_^