Sign Up Sandman [M - SLV]

[Skye]

[size=1][color=purpley][I]?Listen to the story I tell, my children.?

Small heads ? bright and dark ? turned to gaze sleepily at the sage seated by the hearth. Their large eyes blinked groggily in the dull firelight, but they eagerly scrambled across the dirt floor to form a circle of bodies around the old man?s frail form.

[b]??Ware this warning, little ones. For I fear? this may be my last time telling it.?[/b]

In amazement and wonder, the children?s eyes were drawn to the crackling fire that suddenly sprung up before them. The flames danced, licking at the sides of the stone hearth, reaching, searching, and then suddenly they shot upwards. The flames became a sheet of flame, and fading outward from the center was a vision.

A collective squeal of approval met with the old mans magic. It always did. He smiled weakly and hoped that one would listen to his warning, and when the time came, remember.

[b]?As my father told me, so shall I tell you.?

?Between Love and War, God and Satan, Chaos and Balance, whatever form They go by, there was a middle ground. Call it Purgatory, call No-Mans-Land, but simply call it. It is the land that overlaps this one, delving only into the world of men when people sleep. As night settles, a blanket sifts gently over the sleeping peoples.?[/b]

The young ones were alert, but despite their best efforts, were slowly falling asleep. The sage?s voice was soothing as their eyelids became heavy and began to droop.

[b]?In that time, in that twilight zone, lives the Sandman, and his children.?[/b]

Soon the youngsters were dreaming, and his story began to seep into their minds.

[b]?He sprinkles dream sands over their eyelids, and they dream happily. But the Sandman must choose a successor. And he chooses that one from the many possibilities. So beware, my younglings. You may no longer be safe. So dream, little ones??[/b]

The children smiled, and then sighed one large sigh in tandem.

[b]?Dream while there?s still time.?[/I][/b]

[center]~*~[/center]

Brier blinked groggily, dragging the back of her hand across her eyes to brush the sandy grit from her long dark eyelashes. Light was pouring into her room, and she rolled over to pull the blanket over her head. Then the phone rang. Right next to her head. With a groan, she fished the cordless out of the sheets tangled around her.

?[b]Hello?[/b]?

There were a few moments of static before the reply ?

?[b]Bri? Bri ? help ? where ?[/b]?

Brier blinked again as her phone abruptly cut off, and then began ringing again in her hand.

?[b]Hello? Who is this?[/b]?

?[b]Brier?[/b]?

She jumped.

?[b]Miss Donna? What?s wrong?[/b]?

The woman?s voice was worried, and bordering on hysterical.

?[b]Brier, I can?t find him. He?s gone ? just disappeared, and there?s sand all over his bedspread, where could he be-[/b]?

[center]~*~[/center]

The news was roaring with stories. Children, teenagers, young adults, disappearing from the town of Acres Ford without a trace except maybe the sprinkle of sand left behind, or maybe a glimpse of a man in a white suit and limo. Once the initial hysteria had calmed down and the residents had begun a process of searching, it was reminded to those few who knew the story that the children would not be found.

Leah Mandez sighed heavily. ?[b]They won?t find them. And then, our memories will be erased.[/b]?

Her co-worker, Andrew Huckaby, looked up curiously. ?[b]What in God?s name are you talking about, Leah?[/b]?

Leah cursed her carelessness. ?[b]Those children and such. They won?t be found.[/b]?

When her friend gave her a skeptical look, she sighed again. ?[b]Long story. Short side is, it?s a legend that?s been going on for hundreds of years, back to Ireland and the Old World. A man who brings dreams, called the Sandman, is simply finding those worthy of replacing him. And once he has chosen from those possibilities, some will be returned, and those who aren?t, are just erased from time. Period.[/b]?

Andrew snorted, and went back to examining the clues. There weren?t many of them, and already the trail grew cold.

Leah pursed her lips thoughtfully, and gazed up at the ceiling. [I]Gods give us strength. Can we stop him this time?[/I]

[center]~*~[/center]

All right, this is obviously a rewrite of something done on OB a long time ago ? anyone who participated in it may well remember. This time it has a little more plot and substance. Hopefully it won?t die out like it did.

This is obviously a quest to stop the Sandman from taking more innocents and driving them crazy. Brier and Leah have, though they don?t know it, the same mission to prevent more abductions than necessary AND the abilities that said Sandman is looking for. I will play Leah, and PM me if you would like to play Brier, and Andrew is fair game. I would like to have no more than seven and no fewer then four, other than Leah and Brier. They can either be innocent bystanders or those capable of being abducted. :) I hope everyone likes!

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b] (One or the other, please.)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (You CAN give a picture, but please specify the kinds of clothes said person wears, and the difference between the picture and the character.)
[b]General Mood:[/b]
[b]Quirks:[/b] (Something the character does or says that is, well, quirky.)
[b]Powers:[/b] (This can range from regular old telepathy and telekinesis to pyrokinesis, aquakinesis (ect.), animal empathy/telepathy, or healing. I will allow no ?God? characters, so pick ONE to have a moderate amount of, or two minors. If you think your character could contribute effectively by having one strong power and one weak one, PM me. Not limited to those powers. Just make sure that if it isn?t on that list that you explain it. I have the right reserved to veto powers.)
[b]Background:[/b] (I don?t need a long, drawn out thing, just the basics. Anything important, and maybe a little more detail from the more recent years/months/ect.)
[b]Occupation:[/b] (Student, if not where do you work or what?)

All right then, here?s mine.

[b]Name:[/b] Leah Mandez
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Appearance:[/b] Attached; she often wears this shirt with jeans or a long chocolate brown skirt and sandals.

[b]General Mood:[/b] Leah is calculating, with a touch of dry irony. She is friendly, thought cautious, and just as easily falls in and out of love as anyone else. Pretty average, although she can have a whiplash temper when contradicted, and it is not quick to cool.

[b]Quirks:[/b] Leah has a minor case of OCD (Obsession Compulsion Disorder). She can?t sleep with her blinds closed; she has to be able to see the stars and moon at night. On nights of the new moon, she locks herself in her room with the lights all on so that she can pretend it isn?t night time.
[b]Powers:[/b] Leah has a strong pyrokinesis gift. It was first triggered by a emotional backlash after a fight with her stepfather, and she has been struggling to control it ever since. As long as she keeps her cool, it doesn?t flare, and she can even control it sometimes. If not careful, however, and she has another emotional breakdown, she has the potential to burn down the entire city. She also has very minor projecting and receiving telepathy.

[b]Biography:[/b] Leah Mandez (named at birth Rosa Lana Mandez; born December 13th) was raised in two homes halfway across the country from one another. Her parents split when she was two, and her mother remarried. She moved in with her dad when she was thirteen, and her pyrokinesis was triggered on a trip to her mother?s for Christmas during her 14th year. Leah never really got along with her stepfather, and when he said he would not allow her to leave the house if she did not wear his gift to her (a new dress; details unnecessary), Leah snapped. She began raving at him. Leah?s mother was completely unaware of this episode, as she had gone to the neighbors to drop off extra Christmas food.

The yelling match turned into Leah freezing in fear as her stepfather slapped her, hard, across her cheek. No one is sure of the details, and Leah is reluctant to share, but the whole house almost burned down. Leah has not visited her mother in her stepfather?s presence since.

Leah became a social worker and is currently the case worker for the young teen Amelia Thomas, a girl who is currently fostering with Leah?s own father. The past few years she has worked with foster children to delinquents, and is currently lodging alone in the richer part of town ? although that isn?t much.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Case worker/social worker

All right then! Without further ado, I leave you to sign up![/size][/color]

[Muad'Dib]

[COLOR=DarkSlateGray][FONT=Palatino Linotype][U]Name[/U]: Andrew Huckaby
[U]Age[/U]: 25
[U]Gender[/U]: male
[U]Appearance[/U]: Andrew is tall (6'0'') and somewhat lanky. His face is inviting, but usually occupied by a 'so-what' sort of expression. Hair is jet black and cut short and eyes are a dark shade of blue. He usually wears casual attire to work (i.e., jeans, t-shirts, etc.). In fact, his clothing style on and off work changes very little.
[U]General Mood[/U]: Andrew is a laid back guy, completely willing to let things pass him by if they're not of immediate importance. He is only marginally organized, but always pulls through in the end, whether it be part of his job or a personal matter. Despite a somewhat cynical air, he takes care of his friends.
[U]Quirks[/U]: He has been known to use obscure figures of speech, and changes them on a regular basis (every couple of days). He always has to have something to do with his hands, or he fidgets continually.
[U]Powers[/U]: He has a very small, latent ability for telepathy, but not nearly enough to rate him a potential for the Sandman (he's too old anyway).
[U]Background[/U]: Andrew was born on August 18th to Hillary Huckaby and was raised in an urban environment. His father left his mother before he knew she was pregnant, and left town for a job. Andrew's never hated him for it, as he was perfectly happy with his mother and led a more or less happy life for a long time. When he got older, he always looked out for his mother, who was growing weak and sickly ahead of her time.
A year ago, she died quietly in a hospital bed. Andrew crashed for a long time, and was only able to get out of his depression with the help of his friend and co-worker Leah Mandez, who he has been working with for roughly two years. Though he has provoked her temper plenty of times, his placating attitude has always managed to get back on her good side.
[U]Occupation[/U]: Social Worker[/FONT][/COLOR]

[Skye]

[size=1][color=purple]^_^ Looks good, J-chan. I was hoping more people would want to sign up. ;_; C'mon people, this was an RPG many people wanted to sign up for last time I was here. I'm going to add my character's appearance when I get back from my grandparents. Hope to have more sign ups by then...? Pweety pweeze?

Lapis[/size][/color]

[Persona]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue]Name: Amy Roberts

[B]Age:[/B] 18

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Appearance: [/B]

[B]Body:[/B] Amy?s skin is cream-colored with a voluptuous figure. Her ears are small and delicate as well as her hands. Amy?s cheekbones are prominent with an average forehead and thin eyebrows. Her chin is has a nice shape and strong looking. She stands 5?6 and weighs about 126. Her lips of full and seductively curved.

[B]Eyes:[/B] She has slanted honey eyes .

[B]Hair:[/B] She has luxurious mid-length hair (Brown). She wears it out off school and on school she ties it up a pony tail.

[B]Outfit:[/B] Her wardrobe is very stylish and sexy, but hardly gets to wear them since she's mostly on school duties and such. But when she does wear her "street clothes"....they consist of tight but stretchy jeans, long dressy t-shirt (The shirt is up to her mid-buttom), big belt worn to the side (Hangs on her waist), stylish earings and bracelets and to top it off...nice black knee high thin heel boots (Not leather).

[B]General Mood:[/B] Amy is mostly bashful, so she always seems to drift away from crowds. Consequently people/students tend to think of her as an unsociable spoiled brat. Amy can also be a sympathetic person that others tend to take advantage of. She can't help to have a big heart and it is a shame that Amy is an intelligent girl. But for the love of all mankind, she can't tell when she's being used.

[B]Quirks:[/B] [I] [B]Perfectionist[/B][/I] may be an average problem. Everything must be according to schedule, the house clean and neat, her clothing up to date (Must have the latest trend.) and her school work must be the best. Fits in well with her family, but annoys the crap out of her schoolmates.

[B]Powers:[/B] Aquakinesis is her power, but her ability to control it is feeble. If she is able to learn how, then there is potential.

[B]Background:[/B] Born on the 5th of February and raised in an urban area. Amy was raised in a lovely spacious family home with her mother, Victoria and older brother Alex. The family comes from old money and thus live the good life. Victoria is a the type of mother who wants her kids to be the best, but in their own way. Amy's mother didn't want her kids to have no choice in how they live like she did. That is the reason why she left her homeland before giving birth to Amy. Alex is the over protective brother type, but very caring for his sister and mother. He is twenty-four and still living with his mother and sister, but he stays there to protect them...since there father died long ago. In the past few months she has taken up tennis for an activity, had an obsession with romance novels, choked in front of a boy she liked (That's what happens when your shy...), has been chosen valedictorian, redone her graduation speech several times and still feels depressed about having no friends in school. Also Amy has been duped three times into lending money.

[B]Occupation[/B]: Student

Side Note: I never noticed that I had signed up for this a long time ago ^.^. Sadly the rpg did die...but it was fun while it lasted.[/COLOR]

[GothikMoon]

Name: Scarlett Alisha Rose

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Appearance: [URL=http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i271/songbird1289/dark.jpg](pic)[/URL] Scarlett is a goth, so she always wears black clothing and dark makeup. She's usually found in a dress or skirt, but every once in a while she'll wear leather pants.

General Mood: Very solumn and quiet. She doesn't like to talk much, inless it's about something morbid, or art. Since she's an orphan, most people don't tend to notice her anyway. She hates the world and everyhing about it, the only she looks forward too in life is too finf a good home, where she's accepted for who she is.

Quirks: Scarlett is always starring at people, she'll stare at anyone for an hour strate without a blink or movement, it really freaks people out.

Powers: A fear powered telekenetic, she can only use her power if scared, angry, or thinks she's in danger.

Background: Scarlett was born in Britain, and moved to the U.S. when she was twelve with her mother. Her father died when she was a baby, so she never knew him, and her mother was an abusive drunk. She was constantly beat by her mother and her mothers boyfriends, until she couldn't take it anymore. One night while her mother and one of her boyfriends were arguing, she drew a penta gram on the floor, and tried too summon her fathers spirit from the netherworld, but before she could finish the spell, her mother barged in the the room and started screaming.

When mother saw what she was doing, she grabbed her by the hair and threw her into the wall, knocking her unconciese. While in a dream-state she saw a man, who she prosumed to her father standing over her, she tried to reach out to him, but couldn't find the strength. He smiled and took her hand, helping to her feet. She gazed at him curiously, but his face was shadowed.

Leaning over he whisped in her ear. " Use your power, summon your strength." After hearing this she looked at her mother through groggy eyes and lifted her hand. "I hate you mother." Suddenly her mother screamed and was thrown across the room. She tried to run away. but was stopped by objects being thrown at her violently.Scarlett smiled as the mans hand rested on her shoulder. "Good, now sleep." He slowly lifted his hand to her face and a mysterious powder covered her eyes.

When she awoke, she saw her mother lying on the floor dead, with cuts and scrapes all over her. Then, as she looked at her, she remembered her dream, and the man with strange powder.After her mothers death, Scarlett was adopted by the Prepatory School she was attending

Now she lives at the school and works on her art. Though she's always finding herself thinking back too that night.

Occupation: Student

[The Enemy]

[B]Name:[/B] Zakkary DeMarsh

[B]Age:[/B] 17

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance: [/B] [URL=http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e265/Silver_Avenger/Anime%20guys/assalent1zh1.jpg]Zak[/URL] This is exactly what he looks like more often then not, but maybe a little less straps.

[B]General Mood:[/B] Laid back and relaxed, while having a silent and mysterious air about him. Not many know anything about him but he is late for every one of his classes and has few friends who no one but he knows in person.

[B]Quirks:[/B] Over thinking things and calculating everything around him e.g. counting the number of steps to school, gauging the percentage of soap left in the little dispenser next to the school bathroom sink exactly 4 feet from the stall etc. He is also a little lazy, not thinking he's got to hurry for anything and rarely thinking about the consequences of his actions.

[B]Powers:[/B] A strange power he calls "true vision" he may notknow all but he virtually does see all. His eyes and mind know the truth. The basic modes of his power are seeing what others cannot, x-ray vision, infra-red vision,and most powerfully, his preconative ability. He can see things before they happen, but only things that directly relate to him. His power over it is not absolute however. He can rarely see whatever he wants to in the future, and they usually come to him as a flash. He also can't see things around him normally when gazing threw time. He also has the potential to use his power to see normally from a place where he isn't. seeing from a wall into a room he's never entered, but this is a hard and odd power he's not fermiliar with. (he can't see things around him normally when seeing from other places.)

[B]Background:[/B] He was born and raised in the U.S. and he was your average student threw life. He was never really motivated to do anything significant. Most teachers thought he was a very smart guy but was never using his inelegance. The phrase burned into his head threw out school was "Zak I know you have potential but you don't use it" countless teachers had told him that. He rarely grew to have friends and wasn't seen hanging out with anyone, ever. He walked to school every day and was late to his classes constantly, due to his semi-decent grades his teachers didn't often scold him for it though. Other students viewed him as a goth poser, he wasn't emo or suicidal, he didn't hate life or get depressed on a regular basis, but he still wore black clothes and stuck to himself.

When he discovered his powers he was walking home from the nearest convenient store to his house, as his mom had asked him to go get some milk. He got half way across an intersection when something went terribly wrong. He turned to the left, a red light stopped all rational traffic but a runaway biker skidded between the cars, followed closely by half a dozen police cruisers. The bike bounced off a truck and spiralled into the telephone pole. As the drivers body hit there as a sickening crack and blood splattered all over the intersection when his bike exploded soon after. The telephone pole itself fell towards Zak and he dove to the side to avoid it. As it hit the ground the rest of the lights lost power and went black. That's when all the twisted pieces fell deeper into place in Zak's fate.

He looked behind him in horror as a transport truck saw the lights die but was a little too close to stop on a dime. The driver slammed the breaks and turned the wheel hard to the side, but the truck screeched forward. Soon the truck was in it's side and Zak heard similar sounds from the opposite side, the police cursers also swerved closer. Then he awoke. He was standing in the middle of the street halfway across the intersection. His head pounded in pain and he held his forhead for a minute or so. He was distracted from hishead ache when he heard the roar of sirens. His view instantly shot to the left as he saw the same biker skid threw the cars, and bounce to the light post. As it hit he took two steps to the back.

The post fell towards him and landed infront of him, missing him by nearly a foot. He put two and two together and ran as fast as he could away from the intersection. He heard the clash of twisted metal behind him and turned to see the very same transport truck clash into the cruisers. Then he went back home and rethought what he saw and what happened. With a new view of reality he began trying to see other things, with some avail, and began liing life a new with insight some barely dreamt of.

[B]Occupation: [/B] Student

[Skye]

[size=1][color=purple] ZOMG. Yes, I said ZOMG. I am in love with these characters! I'm really glad everyone wanted to join. Thank you, cheese master & The Enemy, for adding a little story into the bio, it helped me evaluate your writing abilities, and I like what I see. I've RPed with SOBE and Muad'Dib before. All righty, then!

Leah Mandez - [b]Lapis[/b]
Andrew Huckaby - [b]Muad'Dib[/b]
Amy Roberts - [b]SOBE[/b]
Scarlett Rose - [b]cheese master[/b]
Zakkary DeMarsh - [b]The Enemy[/b]

All of you are accepted! IF anyone else wants to join, now is the time, but beware, I have two more slots open, so write carefully! All right, still working on my appearance, waiting on SOBE's. Other than that, looks good! Anticipated start date: this Friday or Saturday.[/size][/color]

[Ol' Fighter]

Name: Coroni Cotuma

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Apperance: Coroni has long cerulean hair that he always keeps in one long braid and has hazel eyes. He's about 5'11 with a slim but muscular physic. He usually wears his jet black nursing srubs because of how confortable they are with dark blue boots. He also wears a little memento around his neck of his family.

General Mood: Coroni's usually looking out into the blue with a relaxed expression on his face and a slightly smug smile with a natural high in his eyes.

Quirks: A Natural High: Coroni at times is a little too relaxed when time comes for serious business and usually is just sleeping somewhere random and along with that he can be a little too detached.

Powers: He has the ability to manipulate all forms of plant-life and talk with them and is fully able to use them at his command just not giant Sequoas yet.

Background: Coroni was born and raised in the U. S. in the northern parts into a very fortunate family. At a very young age his psychologist realized that he was always having conversations with her plants but later found out he could communicate with plants and to her surprise tell them to do things. Having this ability since birth Coroni was never a lonely child having many friends and a somewhat loving family along with his family of plant. As he grew older he took an interest in medical microbiology and became a NA part-time along with his developing research on plant-life and medicine. He currently lives in a dense forest that he himself along with his plant friends created.

Occupation: Part-time NA and student

[sakazaki]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Name: Ashley Thompson
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Appearance: Ashley stands at 5? 3 and has short black with dark red highlights on the right side of her hair which drops somewhere below her ears. Her hair tends to be longer on the right side. Her eyes are dark blue in color, not too big and not too small; which suits really well with her hair color. She prefers to wear her white collared t-shirt with a dark blue stripe running across her chest together with her brown baggy trousers. Her shoes are black in color. She has this wristband which is white in color to make her look ?cool?. At least that is what she thinks.

General Mood: Ashley is an optimistic girl; she can smile when she is sad. She learnt to do that after ?the incident?. When someone ticks her off, she tends to pick fights to reduce her rage.
Quirks: Ashley tends to laugh and laugh without stopping. She can even laugh when she cries on when there is nothing to laugh about.

Powers: Air Manipulation. She can manipulate the air to any forms that she wanted. She hasn?t mastered it fully though. That?s why she may tend to hurt herself while training (since the air is EVERYWHERE).

Background: Born on the night of Christmas Eve in a farmer?s house; and raised by her mother and father. Her father works as a military commander and he was always out for immediate missions. One night, her father said the same thing to her mother about infiltrating the enemy?s base. From that day onwards, her father never came home; both Ashley and her mother were worried.

Weeks passed and her mother wanted answers. She called her husband?s boss to ask his whereabouts. However, the boss said that he was never sent to an infiltration mission that night. She dropped the phone and ran out of the house towards where the wind brought her. She stopped in front of the restaurant to rest for awhile. Then, she saw a figure which closely resembles her husband. Indeed, the figure she saw was his husband. But, he was with another girl. After watching that, she went to commit suicide.

After those incidents, Ashley was left alone with her pet rabbit, Dowser. She learnt to be independent over the years and never said a thing about her family.
Occupation: Student and Part-Time Newspaper Distributor[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Skye]

[size=1][color=purple]Beautiful! All right, sign ups are closed!

[b]accepted[/b]
Leah Mandez - Lapis
Andrew Huckaby - Muad'Dib
Amy Roberts - SOBE
Scarlett Rose - cheese master
Zakkary DeMarsh - The Enemy (I had second thoughts about this; I don't mind him having such a strong power, it makes it more interesting, but I do object to him having such good control over it.)
Coroni Cotuma - Lonley Fighter (As above, please a little less powerful? Interesting power, though.)
Ashley Thompson - sakazaki (I like!)

All right, I am hoping to start this tomorrow, but I wouldn't count on it. Keep an eye out for it in the Arena, and if you have any further questions, check the Underground. Thank you!

[b]EDIT[/b] Those of you with stronger powers: I warn you now, if I see anything I consider God-modding, I will create problems. With powers as strong as being able to teleport yourself or control plants, there will be risks. for instance, leaving a piece of your body behind, or accidentally mistaking poison ivy. :) I can find a problem with each power, and if I think you're getting too good without proper training from an expert, then I will find one and use it upon you. We have to make this realistic, people. That's why I like Scarlett and Ashley so much: one is fear powered and the other, she damages herself regularly if she isn't careful. There are consequences for misuse. And like I said, I will try to answer any and all questions you may have in the Underground. There is a thread there.[/size][/color]

[The Enemy]

Hello people, I agree that my power was a little much, so I changed my guy. Just thought u all should know, you can re-read my character. Then u will know all about him.

[Skye]

[size=1][color=purple]That works better, but you know I will have to twist it at some point, right? [grins] All right, all other comments please direct them to the Underground.[/size][/color