Akieen Cloud

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Calil stumbled through the large door of the tower, smelling strongly of whiskey and smoke. Looking up she squinted as Penbrooke flashed the candle light into her eyes. "Had fun did we? And I see that you reopened some of your wounds, bar brawls again I presume." "Hmph." He shook his head and walked down the stairs to her and put her arm around his shoulders supporting her. "You know, keep this up and your going to die before I can get you into that girls body." She merely blinked in response as he sat her down on a steel table in the basement and began to take off some of her bloody bandages to replace them with clean ones. As he finished he took her face in his hands and looked at her. "He really hurt you didn't he, when he left you here like that ten years ago...You were so determined to find a way to be with him when you first came to see me...Calil I wish that there was something I could do to break you out of what ever hole you've fallen into." He brushed her face lightly with one of his hands and leaned forward to kiss her, he heaved a sigh when she pulled back, nothing, no response but to pull away from him yet again. No anger, no sadness. Nothing. She just stared over his shoulder with a blank look on her face. It broke his heart and worse yet, there was nothing he could do. "Calil why won't you let me help you...You know I could. I could love you so much more than he could. You don't even know where he is. For all you know he found some one else and has a family now. Why do you cling to him so desperately?" She didn't respond to this either. He was prying for something to get a reaction out of her now. "He probably doesn't even remember your name let alone your face, he just left you here, not that I can blame him you are kind of a wet towel these days. And besides, every man has needs and the way you are you can't fulfill them. He most likely went off and found someone who could." She looked up at him now, her face still set in it's usual blank stare but the only difference was there were tears streaming down her face. A breakthrough from the usual. "So you are in there some where aren't you?" She looked back at the wall and remained silent as he fixed a few of her stitches and finished wrapping her up. Heaving another sigh he went to the desk close by and picked up a piece of paper. "I had Tobais run into town today and go through the library researching the item you said you needed. Bloodroot right?" She looked up at him. "It can be many things, here's a small list of just some of those. I don't know why you would need such a menacing item Calil but I know where you can find one. Here on this land, there used to be an old sycamore tree that in the arcane days was used to hang people convicted of crimes. Most of them were innocent and about a third of them were children... They hung there for days, the ropes loose enough for them to breath but tight enough so they couldn't escape. They were flogged and stoned every day by the people in the village til they died, it was said that so many people were killed at that tree that their blood soaked the ground turning the leaves on the tree and the tree itself red. Now I dunno if that's where you'll find this item you need, but I have a hunch it'll be there. It sounds like as a good a place as any. Don't you think?" She blinked and slid off the table heading for the door when her sight shifted, her head swam and she retched, covering her mouth she coughed as bile and blood spilled from her mouth yet again, Penbrooke was at her side in an instant. "Calil! Are you alright?!" She looked down at the pool of blood on the floor and than at her hand, covered in blood, her head swam and her vision went black as she fell to the floor. "Calil! Calil! Tobais! Get her in her room now and get a transfusion going, I didn't realize it's been a full day since her last one. If we don't hurry she's going to go into a coma. Move!" The young assistant nodded and plucked Calil from the floor as if she were a feather and rushed her up the stairs to her bed, within moments they had her hooked up to her monitors and IVs . Penbrooke sat in a chair by her bed, a few hours later with his face in his hands, she hasn't woken up yet which meant they were to late. Cursing he picked up the ankh from her bed side table and slammed it down yelling. "I don't know if this thing is working but damnit Dawner, Dunan; if you guys can hear me please...I have a body for Calil, we need to transfer her soon otherwise she's going to die. She just fell into the final stages a few hours ago...she's in a coma...in 48 hours she'll be dead...if you can hear me please...please hurry..." He threw the ankh across the room and took Calil's hand tears in his eyes. "Calil, I know you hurt, and I know you don't think you have anything to live for...but please, please hold on..." He looked up horrified as her heart monitor flat lined. "Holly!" The nurse rushed in and shoved him out as she began to try and bring Calil's heart back to life. Penbrooke slammed his fist against the wall. Damnit, if I ever get my hands on this Dean guy, I'll kill him for what he's done to her..." He slid down the wall leaning his back on it and let his silent tears fall freely as he listened at the sounds of a defibrillator working to make Calil's heart beat again. Holy came out shaking her head. "She doesn't have much time...I'm afraid if those friends of her's don't make it back soon, we'll lose her for good next time." He nodded and went to sit by her bed again, listening to the gentle sound of her breathing and the slow, exhausted sound of her worn out and broken heart beeping. He buried his face in her blankets and sobbed as she turned her head and sighed. "Dean..." "Just hang in there Calil, be strong. You can make it...please." Sitting back in the chair he stayed with her, hopeful that Dawner and Dunan had gotten his message. [/FONT][/COLOR] *scratches head* Wow, word diarrhea...lol.

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Rolling her eyes Keela led the way out of the little diner and back into the streets. "Alright next." Teeral led the way through the small town towards the man's house that he had told her about. "So, Keela right? What exactly are we doing?" "Well, going to the Chaos Tide, you got a problem with that?" "Well considering it's a suicide run, yeah it bothers me." She smirked slightly. "If you want to quit, you can. I won't blame you, might think your a coward." He growled at her slightly and shoved his hands in his pockets and continued walking. "So, after we get this next guy we head out of port here and make our way to the next port and get supplies. Food, medicine, that sort of thing and than start making our way to the Chaos Tide." Terral and Iza both nodded as she stretched her arms above her head and yawned. It was warm here and she liked it. Looking at the two men she was walking with she noticed that both were around her age. She sighed and looked up not paying attention to where she was going and ran into the back of Terral which sent her falling back and knocking into Iza. "We're here." "That's great." She stood up and dusted her self off. "Well, lets go say hi." [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Just read the rules, and follow them and you'll do fine, as far as making friends here, it's not hard. lol. We're a pretty friendly group from what I can tell being here the couple of years that I have been. So yeah, WELCOME![/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Indigo"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"][COLOR="Navy"]Whoa...serious bashing for a water based thread...*shakes head* Any way. I think that banning bottled water altogether would be seemingly pointless in my own opinion, but than again I've never really understood the whole council thing per say. But I think it's a choice for people to make in the long run personally. I mean if people prefer bottled water, that's nice, if they drink it from the tap that's nice too. It's water, taste the same just about everywhere( and notice I said just about here, I don't want to get in the bashing element) I just think it's a tad bit of a over reaction. But I'm a small town girl where we drink water from a hose so what do I know? I never had a thing for bottled water, that's my husband's deal. Heh. To me water is water, no matter where you get it so I suppose I just don't understand the wanting to ban bottled water...it confuses me and quite frankly makes no sense to me on any level.[/COLOR][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Calil walked back and forth in front of the mansion ruins, her face blank, her head was swimming. She stopped seeing something out of the corner of her eye, it was one of the tea cups that Dean kept in his room, picking it up she looked at it. She felt it boiling in her chest, building up til she couldn't hold it anymore. Screaming she threw the cup against a piece of wall that was still standing and fell onto her knees crying. "Why!? Why couldn't you take me with you! I could have helped you damnit!" Slamming her fists on the ground, she stood up and screamed again, this time at the sky in vain. "I loved you damnit, the lest you could have done was tell me why!" Hearing movement behind her she spun around and pulled out her dagger slicing her hand open, ready for a fight. "Who ever is there come out right now!" She took a step back regretting those words as a horde of demons surged forward towards her. She ran her dagger down her arm gashing it deeply and allowing her blood to flow freely. She knew she had to end this soon, her body was giving out quicker and quicker these days. As the first wave rushed forward she threw her forward the first line of demons screamed in agony as her acidic blood began to eat away at them, spinning she kicked a nearby demon in the jaw and screamed as one bit down on her arm and howled in pain as her blood ran down it's throat. She shook her head as her vision became fuzzy, she was wearing down sooner than usual. She flipped onto her hands and spun kicking out and clearing a few of the demons closer to her, as she tried to regain her footing she fell to one knee coughing, pulling her hand away from her mouth she felt her pulse quicken but showed no emotion as she saw blood covering her hand, she was running out of time. Taking a deep breath she sliced open her other arm and began to run through the demons hitting them in vulnerable spots, the stomach, mouth, throat, where her blood would eat away at them til they fell dead. She stood up ready to walk away when she felt pain, sharp and piercing, it was unlike anything she had ever felt since the teams first fight where she had gotten beaten to a pulp. Looking down she blinked slowly as she saw a demon biting her midsection and smiling. Turning her head sideways she showed no emotion and waited, within moments the beast was shrieking and rolling on the ground. Striding over she picked him up and shook him. "Who sent you?" She didn't flinch when he spit in her face to her question. "Fine." Shoving her arm down the demon's throat she watched as the monster slowly melted away due to her poison. Standing up she put a hand on her stomach and pulled it back covered in blood, she merely looked at it. Spinning she sliced open the throat of what she hoped was the last demon. Her watch beeped at her. "Time's up." She felt her body get light and her vision swam, swaying on the spot she hit her knees and than fell forward supporting her self on her hand and vomited, black with blood. Wiping her mouth she coughed as she heaved again, more blood. "I'm getting worse...if Penbrooke doesn't find me a body soon...I'm dead." As she finished the sentence she looked up to see a young woman walk into the clearing, by the look in her eyes Calil knew she was no ordinary human. "A lesser? Dropped in for some fun have we?" "I watched you fight, your on a time limit." "Borrowed time, yeah it sucks to be me." The woman walked forward and grabbed Calil by her hair and pulled her head back putting her own dagger to her throat. "You seem unfazed by my actions, does death no frighten you?" "On the contrary. I wish for it everyday." Biting her lip she spit into the girls face and blinked as nothing happened. "I took over this girl for a reason she's special. Like you." Calil looked down as the girl's hand engulfed in fire, she touched it to Calil's skin over and over but got no response. Calill fell forward as the girl screamed and slumped to the ground, Penbrooke standing over her with the exorcising weapon he created. "Told you it worked." As he went to finish the girl off Calil coughed bringing up more blood. "Don't she's not hurt by my poison. Take the body...it can hold me." He nodded and went to pick Calil up off the ground and was not shocked as she pushed him away and slowly got up on her own. "Your going to kill your self before I can get you into her body, we need your friend Dawner before we can do anything. Come on, lets get you home so we can patch you up...again." Calil didn't answer or even show she heard him, wiping her mouth free from the blood she had expelled from her body she looked at the leftover demons scattered on the ground and than looked forward. The whole time, her face had stayed as emotionless and blank as when she was pacing. A few hours, and many strands of thread later she dropped down from her window at the tower and began to roam the forest yet again, lighting a cigarette she walked, her feet moving on their own and her mind racing, she only had a few more weeks maybe a month before this body gave out and died. She needed Dawner, sighing she looked at her arms wrapped in bandages, more scars. Taking a drag and blowing out a plume of smoke she walked with no destination, her mind on Dean and where he might be. [/FONT][/COLOR] Hope that's alright. By the way, please take a look at the three pictures I put up everyone and let me know which one I should make Calil's new body. Thanks!

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Okay, I figure since we're all in a team together I would get every one's opinion. I have 3 pictures that I have picked out and I'm having trouble choosing which one to be Calil's new body so I was wanting everyone's thoughts. I'll attach the images to the bottom and you all can tell me which one you like the best. Thanks guys! [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]I'm with Chibi on this one, I don't remember how many small things I've taken from a hotel room. Never big stuff like sheets or anything like that, the biggest thing I've taken from a hotel is a pillow and that's cause it was REALLY comfy. lol. Alot better than the old pillow I had, and just to be fair, me and my husband cleaned the room before they got there so it was a fair trade I think. All she had to do was strip and make the bed really. But I don't think its wrong for the little stuff that they have a ton of in the basement or something like that.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]As much as people DO spend on bottled water, its just not possible to get good clean water from your kitchen faucet all over the nation. A few of the places I lived the water was so bad(it was well water) that not even a home filtration device worked on it, so we HAD to but bottled water, cause there was no way I was making formula for my son with that water, it was so full of iron and sulfur it smelt like blood. So I think it's a little hasty to think about banning bottled water altogether. Some places need filtered water like that due to limited resources. How much people spend on bottled water on average is a whole other ball field I would like to think, it depends on who your asking cause some poeple(like my husband) can't drink tap water, to much stuff in it he says, but I dunno it's water.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Calil leaned on a piece of rubble that used to be her old home, she picked up a binder from what undoubtedly was once one of Deans books. Taking a drag from the cigarette pinched between her two fingers she blew out a puff of smoke and threw the binder of the book behind her head, all without showing any emotion what so ever. She looked up as the wind blew and took a deep breath, her last moment in this old mansion swimming forth to haunt her like it usually did, Dean's face, the pain she had felt that he didn't take her with him...She looked at her feet and wiped her cheek as a warm tear slid across her ivory skin, her expression still blank and bored. She took another drag off the cigarette and than threw it to the ground and walking away from the reminder of her life, her large combat boot crushing the burning ember into the ground. She walked into the woods and towards the old tower to the north, not really caring to go back, Penbrooke would be furious that she had been gone the last month with no note or letter of where she had been. Her arms now covered in scars that laced together and made a web on her arms and hands. As she walked in, just as expected, Penbrooke stood at the top of the stairs, his face red with anger. "Calil, I thought we agreed you would warn me before you took off like that again, I told you I forgave you about your sister and I wanted to start over, but that's hard to do when your never here. Your always running around the place looking for stronger demons to vanguish or looking for a way to get your self killed." She looked up at him, showing nothing for him to go on and than back at her feet. "Hmph." "And that's all you ever say anymore, 'hmph' you can at least speak to me, I am giving you a new body within the next month or so once all the preparations are complete." She walked past him and up the stairs and opened her door as he followed her and cleared his throat as she was about to walk in. "I don't know what it means, but this thing made a noise as Lilly was cleaning your room. It said something about a demon plot, and Cario." She looked at it and shook it hard hitting it against the wall, the message repeated itself and she felt her heart jump. It was Dean. She looked up at Penbrooke and than walked into her room sitting on the bed, looking at the necklace she felt the tears flowing from her eyes but her face betrayed no emotion and she made no sound. After all this time, ten years, no hello; how are you, no I'm alive and you? Nothing and out of the blue he sends this message. She wanted to hate him, ignore the message and act like nothing had ever come up but deep down she was happy, she was able to hear his voice. After making the message repeat it self for a tenth time she felt the anger well up in her chest again and threw the necklace across the room. Getting up she headed for her window and opened it, as she was about to leap out she looked back at the necklace as it repeated the message again and walked over snatching it off the floor she jumped out the window and headed for the ruined mansion, lighting a cigarette on the way as she linked the chain around her neck. Her face set in the same bored expression it had been in for years, her tears dried up and gone. She felt so empty... [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]I am REALLY excited to get the next one off the ground! Name: Calil Age: 32 Gender: Female Species: Unknown Appearance: See Attachment Personality: Since the split up of the only family she has ever known she has become very blocked off, she rarely speaks and her eyes always seem dull. She is more intense than she ever was and has become very cynical allowing mercy for no one. Shutoff from nearly every human emotion she no longer shows any emotion, not even anger, her face staying an even bored expression no matter the circumstances. She has also taken up the bad habits of smoking full time and drinking, hoping that they will kill her or that some of the old team will come back for her before the latter happens. Weapons: Over ten years Calil's poison has become so great that even breathing on people has put them in the ICU. She has dropped all form of long range fighting and now sticks with hand to hand, her very pores secreting venom all she has to do it touch someone to bring them to their knees for interrogation and a longer hold will eventually kill them. She carries one knife that her old friend Penbrooke developed for her, coated with a strong alloy it can withstand her poisonous blood which allows her to slice her hand or arm and use her very blood as a weapon, now so full of toxin that it has become acidic. But she is only able to fight for a certain amount of time before her body get weak. The poison from Holdren taking it's toll on her body, it is eating away at her little by little, she is only able to fight for 5 minutes. S.O.T.P.T.Y: Staying in contact with none of the others the only ones who know how to find her are Dawner and Dunan and the times they have come to visit she has been gone. Taking it upon her self to continue the good fight she stuck near the old demolished mansion she once called home and trained day in and day out pushing her self beyond her limits and hunting the lower demons that got through the gate. More often than not retuning to Penbrooke a bloody mess that needed to be sewn back together. Due to her new fighting style her arms and hands are road maps of scars that seem to have no end. Closed off from everyone and everything she stays in her room which is pitch black when she is at the tower with Penbrooke and when she is not she wonders around aimlessly looking for the next thrill to make her feel alive, or even close to it, but so far nothing has made her feel more alive than the short time she had with Dean and the others. Her hunting missions near suicide missions the only thing she seems to thrive for anymore is to hear the last dying screams of the demons she hunts.[/FONT][/COLOR] Hope this works, I can't wait to get the show on the road.

Awseom, its up now so go for it

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Keela sighed as she looked up at Byron, the large man walking with her. "How are we supposed to find people willing to die to get out of this stinking city?" "Where else do our kind like to play?" She turned and headed into a pub, as she entered she saw a few men and women who looked up at her and than back into their glasses of drink, ordering a whiskey she sat down at a table near the back and waited. "So, now what?" "We wait, I'm sure a few of us will show up." "How do we know that they'll be people that we want on this trip?" "I don't but we'll have to chose carefully." She smiled as the ferret on her shoulder peeked out from under her hair and purred. Stroking it lightly she smiled more as he leaned into her hand and than slipped back under her hair. She looked up as the door opened and a young man, not much older than her self walked in. "Terral, you owe me a tab, no drinks." "Come on man, you know I'll pay you back in good faith, please?" "No way, your up to your ears in debt." Keela leaned on the bar giving Teeral a warm smile. "I'll buy you a drink, if you'll come talk with me that is." She pointed at the table in the back and smiled more. He nodded and followed her to the table and listened as she explained. "I'll give you a fair share of the jewels if you agree to help me." "I could use that money." She nodded. "I'm in,, but we'll need someone else." "Do you know of anyone?" "I think so, he might be worth the visit." "Sounds fair, but lets finish our drinks while you tell me about this guy." He nodded and began to talk to her. [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Alright, I'm getting this up tonight, I haven't heard from fighter but I'll see where he stands if he still wants to play or not if not, Dritz, Takuya, its you and me guys. [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Calil sat in her room going over what Dean had said, it made sense but...why would he go withouot her? He knew she could take care of her self, he knew she could fight. So why, why would he do this to them... She grabbed the one bag that she had packed and headed out the door, seeing Dawner and Dunan she walked up to them and handed them an address. "Come see me here. It's where I'll be staying. It's secluded so don't worry about being followed and you don't have to wear a mask, come as your selves." Before they could say anything she walked past them and out of the mansion, she leaned on the wall and felt hot tears start to flow forward. She went around the mansion and started headed north. When she got back to the tower she went inside and went up to her sisters old room and flopped down on the bed, the sheets had already been changed. Draco was right, it was going to take years before her sister's body was ready. Til then she would stay here.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]I got that much. I was just posting something random. Been up all night so I'm acting weird. lol.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]As a mother of three and breast feeding all of them, it is true that after a certain amount that it can enter the breast milk, a small glass of wine, or maybe a light beer isn't enough but if your considerably drunk that yes, it can affect the baby. So yeah I think it's a little messed up that a mother would do that to her child. It could have almost the same effects as if the baby were in the womb. That's the reason they tell mothers not to drink and breast feed or drink while their pregnant. Like I said I personally agree with the act but that's just me as a mother I suppose.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]So when did this get from a transformers thread to a hot girl thread? I find that interesting. Ugh...men. lol. She is kinda hot though. LOL[/FONT][/COLOR]

Working on it, 2 out of my three kids are sick.

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Okay,so now that has been out and I have seen it twice and plan on going to see it again when my husband get paid again, I want to know what the people who have seen it thought, I thought it was great! They made the transformations much smoother and they made the autobots and the decpticons much more human. I loved that fact. It was alot more action packed and had a lot of better one liner funnies in it as well. I think they really raised the bar on the movie since the first and me personally if they keep it up I would really love and third one. They left a pretty good opening to me for another. So I'm crossing my fingers.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Wow, sounds kinda like what happened to me as well, I got like 2 jumbo pack for my 3 year old son to watch so I as setting them off pretty late into the night and this elderly woman called the police on me at like 9 and he just sat on my front porch drinking a pepsi and watching them with my son asking him if he was having fun. lol. [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]For years our world has been co-existing with another, each feeding off the life force of the other. If there is famine and droute in one world the is abundance and floods in the other. Every time one tips so does the other. When one dies one lives and vice versa. But things have been going badly in the last few years, the great trees in both worlds have been feeding off one another giving both worlds everything the need and more, but killing each other at the same time. When the great tree in either world dies that world dies as well, and with both great trees feeding off the other both worlds are suffering. As such, the great trees of both worlds have sent out an SoS to a few gifted young men and women who are sensitive to the world around them. People who can sense things, people who can feel emotions, or feel weather change. They have called upon these young men and women to save both worlds, but it will be a perilous journey, and they are going to find one of the smallest gems in known history, the Red Seed. The one small piece of both worlds that got put together, it's energy alone will save both worlds from dieing. Both worlds in the same peril and ironically the people are worlds apart. Gaia, a modern world, weapons and science, and Reyvon, farm land and community. They must now unite and bring stability to both worlds for the sake of all life as they know it. Sighn up: Okay, I just want a small paragraph of how you were called to help save your world, be creative. People from Gaia, it's modern like the world we live in today, Reyvon is more of a knights tale knid of world, so make it creative from the point of view of our world and than an appearance, written or pic at the bottom. Also, whether you put it at the bottom or add it in your snippet, come up with some sort of ability. ESP or something like that, try not to go hog wild with this one. Keep it simple. This will be a mature RP [/FONT][/COLOR]

I'm with Chibi, glad to see your okay and that your back with us.

Yeah same here, I'm pretty antsy to get the sequel started as well. I'm having good ideas for it and everything.

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]Name: Ty Leon Age: 21 Gender: Female Appearance: [URL="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m302/ZoeyHanson_SK/ine%20anime/nepoznam/animegirl1-3.jpg"]Ty[/URL] She wears a pair of black hip hugger jeans ad a white tank top, she wears a silver necklace with a locket that sits on her collar bone perfectly, in it are pictures of her family, husband and children that were lost. She still wears her wedding rings and a silver promise ring on her right hand left finger. She still carries her sword but she made a back sheath, the leather strap going across one shoulder and than around her torso, she also has a leather holster on her left their where she keeps a pistol as well. She wears black gloves with the fingers cut off and a silver bracelet with a cross charm that at one point was her late husbands. Personality: Distant and closed off she tries not to get close to any one for fear of losing them like she did her family. She is actually a fun loving and caring person, but the loss of her husband and children left her almost emotionless and empty. A hard person to read she hides her emotions well and never says anything unless it needs to be said. Special Skills: She was cook in her world and enjoys it, making meals out of almost nothing some times she is good at her trade and prides her self on it, traveling she has also picked up some medical skills and is pretty good at dressing wounds and stitching people up now as well as well as having sensitive senses. Weapons/Equipment: She carries a sword with her that was once her husbands so it hold sentimental value as well as protection for her, she also picked up a Colt 45 pistol during her travels and her gloves are weighted for hand to hand combat. She prefers to keep it simple. Writing Snippet: Her head hurt, the pain a dull pulse through her right eye that left a slight burning sensation, she took a deep breath and let it out trying to get the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach to ease at least enough to let her sit up and evaluate where she was. The smell was different, rugged and earthy; not like her home that smelt like plastic toys and baby lotion. She opened her eyes tentatively and looked around. It was hot and humid, and she was laying in the dirt in the middle of what looked like a town. She sat up slowly and looked around, horses and small wooden buildings lined the streets as she stood slowly making sure not to make her self dizzy. She stepped on a paper and looked at the top, her eyes going wide as she took in the year, she was in the west, old west. She looked up and looked around trying to remember what happened and how she got here. She put her hand to her head and felt the sticky feeling of blood in her hair and gasped as pain shit through her head making her reel and plant her feet so she didn't fall over. She vaguely remembered a loud cracking out side her home and than a bright flash, the screams of her husband and kids. Her eyes snapped open, they were dead...all of them dead. She fell to her knees as the weight of her loss hit her full force. She wrapped her arms around her self and cried, but through her pain she felt resolve to find out what happened filter through, making her self stand up she stumbled through the town looking for some one to give her a helping hand. [/FONT][/COLOR] Hope this is okay, if I need to change anything let me know.

[COLOR="Navy"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"]This will be a mature RP, waning has been given. Thunder rumbled through the valley and lighting split the sky as the rain poured, flattening the tall grass that blew in the wind. A lone figure stood in the middle of the field as if waiting for something or some one. She looked up to the sky, the rain slicking her hair to her head and back. She blinked the rain water out of her eyes and looked across the field as another figure appeared, she let a cruel smile cross her face and walked up to the young man. "Interesting time to meet." "I was told you wanted a council with me." "Yes, I need to find my true form. I need to become whole again." "And why is that?" "There has been to many sin committed in these last few years, they are beginning to lose faith that even exist. That could prove to be a huge problem, do you agree?" "This could prove to be troublesome." "So, do I get to become whole again?" "For a set amount of time. But, I will appoint an escourt to make sure that you stay in check." She huffed and crossed her arms. "Is that necessary?" "Yes, I do not trust you." "Fine. Lets get this show on the road than." "Scarlet, you must agree to follow the instructions of who ever I appoint to take you to where your true form and weapon are." "Fine, I agree." Than man nodded and motioned for her to follow him. "We'll go to Mornan. They should be a few people crazy enough to help you." Scar smiled and followed him to the small town on the edge of the field. She was ready to be whole again, and once she was she would show the world how sorry they would be for turning her into a weakling. Sign up: Name: Age: Personality: Appearance: Weapons: Reason for Joining(would like a small post for this, kind of an insight to your character): Name: Scarlet Age: Unknown Personality: Cruel and seemingly heartless she hates people and would rather be alone, but secretly she hopes to find someone that she might be able to get along with. Appearance: [URL="http://ui27.gamespot.com/2074/blmystery1_2.jpg"]Scarlet[/URL] Weapons: She carries a light broad sword til she is reunited with her true weapon a large black scythe.[/FONT][/COLOR]