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A great many moons have past since the story of the superhero was told. The mind seems to have forgotten of such tales of greatness and heroism. But why? Why would the stories of men in tight suits and capes fade and vanish from the world? Despite being 2337, it doesn't seem likely that crime has been completely conquered because conquering crime will never cease to happen. In a world with mortals, guns, and independence, violence, hate, and injustice will always survive. So why - why would the world rid of superheroes? Simple… C.O.R.E. |
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Because I'm in a lazy mood today, I will be setting this story in, drum roll... New York City. I know, so original, but it's not quite the same as it was. NYC is a lot like Time Square. Lights are everywhere. People line the streets day in and day out. Cars can fly. You can change your attire just by snapping your fingers (well, kinda). Phones are a thing of the past - you connect via the mind. Personal computers are ten times better then JARVIS, but no everyone can afford these bad boys. |
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+ You do NOT have to be a hero/villain. Ordinary people are fine. Heck, you can be a werewolf for all I care. Since the world is so advanced, travel between galaxies is made "easy." So don't let anything limit you. :] To be filled out at the end of every post. PHP Code:
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Feet kicked up and rested neatly on the park bench's iron railing hardly seemed fitting for the time of day that is was. Everyone was hustling and bustling to get to their next destination. Whether it be a mall, a club, a bar, whatever, the people of New York City did enjoy their nightly pleasures. Not all, though, were as into the festivities as they should have been for not everyone was into such means of fun and excitement.
Wondering why he picked this place to park his behind on, the grizzly haired male looked from the nearby fountain that spewed sparkling pink water to the vivid reddish-purple sky. With the sun getting ready to peak his face to the other side of the world - Tokyo and whatever else was over yonder - the moon was getting ready for her turn to fill their northeastern sky. It wasn't quite her time to show up, but, once everyone was out of work and finished with their dinner, she would make her snazzy appearance, officially telling everyone it was high time to party. Fingers massaging his temples, the male let out a heavy sigh. Golden eyes flickered open, but immediately fluttered shut the moment he hit a tender spot. "An android will meet you there," the words were monotone, lonely, and painfully dull. It was pretty obvious that he didn't want to be here, but, compared to all the other options for the night, this one seemed to be the most adventurous. A moaned filled the air for a moment and, before long, he was sprawled out haphazardly across the bench, just waiting for something worthwhile to happen by. Of course, the only thing that flew past him and even piqued his interest was a two-tailed squirrel, but even those weren't that exciting. "Whoa is the life of a mortician. Surrounded by the dead and forever stuck in a rut of doom." It truly was a boring life. Everything about this man screamed lackluster and mundane. Even his clothes, black and tattered, hinted at his truly boring life. Really, the only thing that made him leave his shady dungeon (as he liked to call it) was the fact that he received this interesting message. Apparently, he was destined for greater. Someone who studied and played with the dead for a living was destined for something more. Pffft, yeah right. Maybe leaving his old job - working for the crime lab and determining the cause of death for the fallen victims by looking at their bones - was a bad idea. At least it had its moments. Dressing dead guys… it was really quite boring. Sighing again, the man in black blinked up at the shifting sky. "Bones, you fool, what have you gotten yourself into...." |
Cody found herself re-reading the message, over and over in her head as she made her way to the park. She had talked herself out of going, and back into going several times now, until she found herself at the iron bars of the entrance. Finding this entrance locked she sighed.
"Theres probably an open entrance on the other side." she murmured, then smirked. Making sure no one could see her, she snapped her fingers and set her thumb, pointer, and middle fingers on fire. Touching the bars, she melted them as quickly as she could without drawing attention. Making a small enough opening to fit through, she blew on her fingers exstingusing the fire and stepped into the park. "Well done Miss Lane, if I do say so myself." She giggled and walked casually through the sceanery. Cody once more recited the message. "It's a big park. Of course he couldn't have said exactly where it would be." Cody had very little taste for andriods. She couldn't remember why, but something about them bothered her. Maybe it was the fact that they melted too easily. Calypso looked around and noticed an odd looing man sitting on a park bench. Adjusting the straps of her bikini top, she continued to scan the area. It was the one odd thing Cody couldn't help. Because of her ability's she was always warm, so even at night she was pretty scantily dressed, in her bikini and -strategically- torn jeans. |
His eyes darted over to the rather exposed body of the woman that had now joined him in the park. They were probably the only ones in this area, which Jacen pegged to be the "meet up" location for the cryptic letter. Never being one for small talk, the pulled himself up so that he wasn't hogging the only bench in the air that didn't have a "WET PAINT" sign on it. Jacen's eyes met hers for a brief moment as his hand flopped to the empty space beside him.
"Shall I assume you received the message, too?" That same voice from before broke the calm air of the park. It was just as dry and dull as before. Was he really one of those monotone guys who lacked all vocal variety? Or was he really just that bored that his voice needed to express his sheer lack of unwillingness to be there. Folding his fingers together, he placed them behind his head while leaving one eye opened and on the odd girl. She really was a weird one. Running around in such attire, Jacen wondered if she was a prostitute or an actress. He supposed she might have been a model or maybe she was just trying to score. Eh, either way, she wouldn't be interested in him. He wasn't that good looking and he didn't have that much going for him other than his rich golden eyes. A sigh came, which was followed by his knocking his backward over the bench's back. Head dangling, his eyes were focused on the scenery behind him and the figure that was coming from the north end of the park. Was this the android? Or was it another receiver of the electronic message? |
Cody looked back at the man and tilted her head, watching him curiously. "Assuming we're talking about the same message, yes." Calysto's voice was soft. She took a few steps towards him, then stopped. She had to be very careful with metal, and the type they used on the bench looked cheap. She could burn it easily, if she was't paying attention.
So she stood, one hip propped out. One delicate eyebrow was raised as she looked him over. His plain outfit, was a bit at odds with his white hair- she wasn't sure if it was prematurly white, natural, or dyed- and his strange eyes. Probably contacts. She thought. "I'm... Calysto." she finally said, not willing to give up her real name so quickly. |
Oh goody! She spoke! That was rare. Jacen was so assumed to the dead that he, sometimes, forgot how to interact with people.
Popping his head up and smile now on his face (might I point out he has a lovely smile), he cocked his head to the side. "Nice to meet you Calysto." His ability to repeat her name so flawlessly and with a bit of grace was probably a nice change of pace, as Jacen assumed most people butchered her name. "I'm Jacen. Not spelled like Jason. J-A-C-E-N. But most people just call me Bones since I'm the… bone… guy." His brows furrowed when he spit out that last part, recalling all too well what usually happened next. The girl would step away from him and would, inevitably, run away from him screaming, calling him a freak of sorts. A sigh followed. Why was it that he never stood a chance with women. He really didn't think he was that bad looking. Yeah, his hair was gray, but it wasn't like he wanted it to be. After a nasty car trash, the male's once luscious golden locks faded gray from the stress associated with the accidents and its catastrophic results - five dead and sixteen injured. Things like that happened when people didn't pay attention. Jacen's car, which was hit by a drunk driver, rammed into a bus that ended up crashing into a building. It was really quite terrible and was in the news for weeks. All of the injured people, save for Jacen eventually died due to brain-related trauma. Any minute now and this girl, assuming she was in the area about a year ago, would realize who he was. The only man to live and, to this day, no one knows how. His body was literally, torn and his bones should have been broken and crushed and yet, they were miraculously okay. Ever since rising to fame for he was a "miracle," Jacen lost his handsome beauty, falling to the life of the dull and originally. Golden eyes and golden hair with golden clothes - it was the life he once lived and now would never return to. Forever dark and gray, the male embraced his new fate, knowing that it was for the better. |
Calysto's face brightened with her smile. "Pleasure Jacen. The Bone Guy?" She tilted her head again quizzically. "I assume your a bone surgeon or mortician then?" She bit her lip. "Actually my names Cody. Calysto is a very important... nickname to me. Can't remember how I got it, but it fits... you know?"
A cool wind blew past, but Cody didn't notice. Her skin had heated itself to a temperature too warm for the breeze to be effective. "So you seem like you know this city. I arrived a week ago. Is there anything fun to do in this city that doesn't have A/C?" Air conditioning caused her body heat to increase steadily, until she would touch something and it would start alight, so Cody tried her very best to avoid it. |
The stone that had sat in her stomach since she had received the letter had somehow worked it's way into her heart by the time she reached the designated meeting point. She had ditched her friends to come her, no girls night out for her, and Tessa was wondering if she should just march back to her two bedroom apartment and change into one of her clubbing outfits and forget this whole thing. It sounded like a good plan, now if only her body would listen and move away from the open gate.
Or she could walk into the park which ever one her subconscious seemed to want to do. It couldn't hurt to just be in the park, walk around, try to spot an android. How would one spot an android anyway. And why an android and not a real person android were so...cold. Of course there would have to be someone else in the part first. This was starting to feel like a big joke. Looking down at the path she kicked a few stones out of her way, maybe she could just go out in her current short and shirt outfit. Throwing her hands up in the air she figured since she was here might as well stay. Besides it felt kind of fun to be in the park after hours. Like she was doing something bad. Humming the theme from that action movie series that had been on last night she slowly started to skip farther into the park. If all else failed she swing on the swings. Then she heard the voices, a man and a woman it sounded like. So she wasn't the only one in the park. Making her way over to the voices she tried to make as much noise as possible stepping on twigs and walking a little heavier then normal so that the heels of her boots clicked against the side walk. She didn't want to walk in on some clandestine meeting between lovers or anything. " Uh Hi sorry for bugging you but can I ask. Are you out here to meet someone?" It wasn't to much of a stretch right they were the only other people in the park and she was here to meet some android person thing. |
Cody looked over, her heavy hair flipping off her shoulders. Clicking of books and broken twigs alerted her to the entrance of someone else. "If that person your meeting isn't a full person, I believe your in the right place." She gave a small smirk. 'Wow she's really pretty' Cody couldn't help but think. She suddenly felt a little self-conscience. Around guys she usually didn't mind her attire, but women could be much more judgmental, and cruel, just based on appearances.
Reaching to gently finger her dogtags, the soft clinking soothed her. "I'm Cody. But most times people call me Calysto." |
Letting out a relieved sigh Tessa held out her hand to the other girl. "Oh good because I was starting to think it was all some big joke."" See neither one of them looked like they were anything other then human. Fake humans were unnerving she wished they wouldn't look so...human on the outside.She had a sub in her intro to physiology class once that was an android- university policy to replace teachers with robots. It was the creepiest hour and a half she had spent at university."I'm Tessa by the way. Or Tess or even Conscience. That's what my friends call me." It was a nickname she had had earned during her freshman year of college when she made it a point to point out all the stupid things her friends were doing. It just kind of stuck. " So has are robo friend showed up yet?" Leaning back on her heels Tessa smiled at the two. It was nice to know she wasn't going through this alone. Not that she knew theses two people but it made the whole thing less shady meeting someone in the park after dark if there was more then just you and the person. She also wouldn't feel bad lying to her friends. It wasn't just her secret meeting anymore. |
Lien started to head towards the park after leaving the comfort of the temple she was residing at. She had been staying at the temple for about two weeks now. And was on her way out after saying her goodbyes and thanks to all the monks who had helped her that past few days. Lien did not wear her monk robes out in public any more. There were many who found themselves intimated by her. Instead they were on a disk that she would change into at the snap of her fingers. For now she wore a white hooded dress that fell to about her knee. Underneath the dress was a pair was white leggings followed by a set of boots. Lien took great pride in covering herself up. All matters of a female silhouette were blocked out from the dress she wore.
The only part of skin someone could see were the tips of her fingers, and the bottom of her chin. Even underneath the dress she wore a white turtleneck. Covering her neck. Her hair would not be scene either, mainly because her white hair blended with her clothing. When you could see her face, one would notice a red dot on her forehead. Symbolizing her practice. She came upon the park the email had given her. She noticed it was mostly closed off, except one gate. Lien walked in. Making her way towards the middle of the park. Where she assumed they would be meeting up. She looked up, seeing three people in the distance. Already conversing. She paused a second, remembering back to opening up the email. It was the monastery's email she had scene. Sent to everyone who resided at the residence. Before even seeing it, something came to her, a sign of sorts to check the computer. Which she did seldom in the past. She opened up the windows, reading threw the email on the old computer. Lien believe she was told to go by a greater entity. And so here she was. SImple as that. A few of the monks tried to stop her, but her master's told her to continue. Now, here she was. Lien walked up to the small group gathering. Taking everyone in. Of coarse the girl in the bikini top caught her attention. Being in her old ways, Lien thought the girl should add some more cloth to her attire. The next girl in the group had a set of pig-tails in her hair. She appeared sweeter compared to the other bikini girl. The last was a man with white hair. He seemed... depressed almost. Though surprisingly talkative. Lien did not say a thing at first, waiting for silence. She did not want to interrupt anyone. "Hello Everyone. My name is Lien Faith." Lien introduced. Sticking at just that. |
Hmm . . . I wonder what's on Serk's private server. . . .
Pepper frowned, her green eyes flickering over the screen as she typed in a few rerouting codes. She could easily bypass the security programs if- WHAT?!?!?! WHEN DID HE TAKE THESE?!?!?! The ginger's eyes were wide as she saw pictures of herself . . . with little to hide. When had he taken them? Who knew. With modern technology, cameras were too small to see. He could have taken them at any point in time, really. Pepper's eyes narrowed. He'll never see them again, that's for sure. Within moments a small voice alerted her that she was deleting the memory of Serk's server. Most of it, anyway. "Calister? Can you scan the house for hidden cameras, please?" Frustrated took its toll. Pepper let her head rest in her hands as she stared at the clear keyboard at her elbows. Really? Really? On his server?! The redhead didn't even hear the message pop into her inbox on a separate floating screen. New message received. Pepper frowned, not hearing the gentle alert. Instead, she went through Serk's deeper files. What else does he have on here? Not only was she a woman with her eyes alight with anger, but a girl full of curiosity. - As the group gathered near the park, Nym's pale green eyes took them in. They were an odd bunch, to be sure. Did they want to be changed, just as he did? Or were they there for the thrill? Hell, maybe they weren't even there for the same reason he was. . . . Of course, that's when he overheard a snip of conversation. Of course they were all gathered to meet the android. Nym breathed deeply, keeping himself just out of sight. He didn't like people much. He didn't like much of anything. The black-clothed male shifted uncomfortably, watching the gathered people intently. I can taste your depression. His thoughts lingered on how he could hurt them. Each and every one of them. And . . . inside of him, Anguish stirred. He was hungry. Nym Carter pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes, trying to push away the thoughts that his powers always drew from his very being. You could feed. There are so many of them. . . . No. I came here to change. Nym looked up again, taking a deep breath. He didn't make noise, but instead stood behind the bench that the others had gathered around. He didn't greet them, or even look as though he was interested in saying anything. He just . . . appeared, and was there. And, seemingly, rather uncomfortable. |
Jacen was thoroughly impressed. People actually came to the message's call. They followed the request and were, probably for the first time in a long time, making a leap toward something better - something greater. Feeling a bit of self-pride for actually showing up (and being the first), the gray-haired male chuckled.
"The android has yet to make an appearance. I reckon it won't show up until it's much later. It's only thirty minutes in since we received the message. And, if you recall, an expiration date was stamped on the e-mail. We, technically, could wait another hour before we needed to show up. If I had to wagger a guess, this e-mail was sent to some people not within the inner ring of the city. So, it makes sense that they get an hour and a half to get here, especially if they live in the outskirts." It was nice, finally being able to talk to living, breathing, speaking people. It was also the reason why he had such a mouthful to say. It just felt good and he, almost couldn't stop, save for the fact that he did because he had, unfortunately, run out of something to say. Yes, he could have rambled on and went on a tangent, but that wasn't Jacen. Looking up to the new girl that approached with ease and the male that appeared to be giving everyone a cold shoulder, Jacen whipped his leg up on the bench so his arms were now draping over the backside of the bench. "Lien, this is Tess and this is Cody. I'm Jace." His gold eyes moved toward Nym. "And you are?" He really wasn't a fan of this guy, but he didn't really want to cause a ruckus. If he were in charge of the e-mail blasts, he would have avoided all things creepy and scary. Although, the more Jacen thought about it, the more he realized he fell into that category. Sighing, he wished he had dressed better. So far, he was the "dull" one of the group. Cody was looking stunning in her skimpy attire. Tess looked adorable in her little go-getter outfit. Lien, though she didn't show much skin, still looked nice in her formal dress code. Nym, although a bit shady looking, even managed to make himself look better than Jacen who was in his usual black attire. "So how many do you think were invited?" Jacen's eyes looked around the circle. "And, from the looks of it, we're all just… ordinary people." He bit his lip. "Not that we're ordinary. I just mean that we're not… famous or anything. We're just your everyday average New Yorker." A smirk coated his face. He liked the idea of being better than those rich people. His eyes drifted over to Serk Tower, which was visible from just about anywhere. "I don't suppose someone like Serk would ever get an invite was all I was trying to say." "My Lord, Ms. Anderson has accessed your private server and is now deleting this X-rated photos of herself. Would you like me to move the images to another location?" "Who?" "Pepper…." "Oh…." Spinning around in his chair, the white-haired male plopped his chin in his palm. "Nah, I printed them all out. She can delete them all she wants. Hard copies are ten times better anyway. Although… I did like the high resolution images that I could put on the entire wall…." "Well, perhaps if they weren't all nude shots she would have left them…." "Who's side are you on, Calister?" "It's always your side, sir." A smirk coated his face. Reclining back into the chair, he kicked his feet up on his desk while lacing his hands behind his head. The glistening metal band around his right wrist lit up green. "Something on your mind, My Lord?" His head shook "no." A sigh immediately followed. An obvious sign that someone was, indeed, on his mind. Just then, the sliding glass door opened and a slender male with a plaid shirt stepped in. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he smiled a very cheeky grin. "Mister Sari… erm, Serk, your scores." Cocking a brow, he leaned backwards in his computer chair to grab the files from the nerdy boy's hands. Thumbing through the two-inch thick pile, his eyes lit up when he finally landed on the last page. "I passed!" "You passed, sir!" "Ha! Take that, Pepper! I aced my computer examination. If we keep this up, I'll be a techie guru just like you." Serkan Sari was a man not from this world. He and his love-interest, Pepper Anderson, had traveled across space to find a new home - a place that wasn't crawling with bloodthirsty, ruthless vampires. Of course, upon coming to Earth, more specifically New York City, Serk was forced to immerse himself in the foreign ways people did things. Unlike most, Serk didn't want a chip embedded into his head so he, with the help of the nerd before him, worked to create a wrist band that would do the same thing, only it would be less invasive. "Well, I don't know about that. If you wanted to be really good, you would ask your lovely assistant Pepper. I hear she's fierce when it comes to the technology world." "Oh no, no no no no no!" "Can I ask why not?" The geeky guy by the name of Riley Allen asked. Sighing, he folded his arms before him and plopped his head in-between them. "Because I don't want her to see me as anything less than I am. I don't want to be… inferior to her. I don't want her to think I can't keep up in this world. I don't want to look… weak in her eyes." "I highly doubt Pepper would think that," Calister said. "She's always respected and adored you. If she ever saw you as weak it would be when you're sobbing over some chick flick." "THAT WAS A SAD MOVIE! You don't just kill the horse and then, five minutes later, kill the girl! That poor boy was so heartbroken! It was simply tragic!" Riley smirked. He was used to these two. Ever since Serk arrived (that was five or six years ago), Riley had been working for the billionaire (ahem, I'm a trillionaire - Serk). Being Serk's private technomaniac, as Serk loved to call him, Riley helped create Calister. Although, it wasn't possible to do without Pepper and Serk's help. Pepper assisted Riley in building the program while Serk worked on producing Calister's mind and soul. It was actually Serk's magical background that allowed the vampire's soul to be transferred into the wrist band that now rested around Serk's arm. But they didn't stop there. Riley and Pepper had Serk install units and ports throughout the house so that Calister could be accessed by anyone within in the house. Although, when push came to shove, Calister would always assist Serk for he was Serk's butler, even in death he was Serk's butler. "Well, I'll come around again tomorrow to begin your training on the next set of stuff." "What will that be?" "Hmmm. You've mastered cars and planes. Just learned computers - PCs. How about we do the internet." "Oh that sounds fun. What's that." "Riley, can we hold off on that one," Calister interjected, "we don't need Serk to learn how to download… you know… and upload… you know." "Valid point. We shall learn how to build our own robots. Okay?" "Robots. Lame…." Serk rolled his eyes and waved the guy away. Now alone with Calister, Serk banged his head on the desk several times. "Calister." "Yes, Serk?" "What do I do?" "Tell her how you really feel." "Calister, I don't think that'll help. She's been…" "Drifting away from you because you haven't been making time to be with her. If you want her, you need to show her you want her. No, that you need her." "Since when are you a love expert?" Serk smirked while looking at his wrist. A laugh came from the device. "Since always. Remember, I'm the 'Judge of Hearts.' But, seriously. What do you want to do most?" "All I wanna do it make love to her…." "Yeah, it's been a while since you two last connected. A year, if I'm not mistaken. But, Serk, it is your fault. Since coming to Earth, your eyes have been on every other woman. You're too easily turned on by someone else. You've broken things off with Pepper and, within the past six weeks have had a new girlfriend every night. I'm not sure Pepper is too pleased with your playboy ways." "Hey! I've been without a bed buddy for a solid two weeks!" "You're trying to do right by Pepper, I know." "Ugh, it's so hard. All I feel like I do is… piss her off." "Why don't you go to her? She's at her desk. Just sneak up, whirl her chair around, kiss her lips, and make love to her on the desk….?" Calister, had he been there, would have furrowed his brows and then shrugged it off. Getting up from his seat, he left the room and ascended the flight of stairs that led to the level Pepper was on. Without making a sound, his body was suddenly behind hers. His lips were on her neck, kissing her tenderly. Serk's hands were spinning the woman's chair around so that she now faced him. "Pepper," he purred. |
Cody turned slightly to look at all the people present. Crossing her arms over her abundant chest, she bit her lower lip. Hearing Jacen talk about being ordinary made her a little uncomfortable. She wasn't normal, and Cody had a hard time making herself look normal, let alone making others believe she's normal. She resolved to just wait everything out. They didn't need to know about her peculiarity quite yet. "Umm to be fair last place I remember being is Scotland. I just arrived in New York when I received the email." She said shyly.
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Tessa waved to the two new additions to their little gathering when Jace introduced her. "Hi." The girl, Lien, was quiet and seemed polite the guy however gave her the creeps. He was just standing there being all...creepy like. So instead she focused on Jace as he talked about the invite and how others may have to travel. An hour seemed an awfully long time to wait around in the park. She probably should have eaten before she came, who knows how long they would be in the park after the android showed up. At least they weren't waiting alone. "No, no I'm about as ordinary as you can get in New York." She waved off Jace's comment about them not being ordinary. She was an NYU student with her own apartment and a part time job. She shared the same life with more then half of the student body. She couldn't say if the other people gathered in the park were as ordinary. Cody had mention living in Scotland and the girl obviously had no qualms about her body. Lien looked like a walking snow angel all white and soft . Mister silent type standing behind the bench looked liked he wasn't comfortable being around them, then there was Jace sitting on the bench in all black. Even from the inside this was the oddest gathering of people she had ever seen.Going solely off they had nothing in common. Leaning back on her heels she tilted her face skyward so she could look up at Serk Tower and giggled. "I don't know, I think a flashy playboy billionaire is just what this group need. Like a gathering of people from all walks of life or something coming together to become something greater." Righting her self so she wasn't about to topple backwards she shrugged looking at the group gathered in the darkening park "Since that's why we are all here and everything. To become something more then we are, by Doctor John Roberts ." He was sure vague though about how they would be great or why they were chosen or any actual details but still it was a leap of faith that brought her here. She couldn't fathom what had made the others trust the good doctor. |
To become something more. Nym narrowed his pale green eyes, nodding slightly. That was, he assumed, the reason they were gathered. The male frowned a bit when he heard the others' names, and almost didn't respond when asked for his. "Nym Carter," he said quietly, and then hesitated before turning his gaze from one person to the next.
Cody was a woman of . . . well, womanly features. Her auburn hair hid some of her shoulders, but nearly everything between neck and belt was displayed. Jacen was just as odd as everyone there, if not more so with his strangely colored hair. Lien's eyes seemed . . . too dark. Nym's brow furrowed slightly, but he looked on to Tessa. She seemed the most normal out of all of them. Heck, she seemed . . . too normal. Why would she want to change anything? Abruptly, a dark feeling clawed at his mind. It had been getting worse recently. Watch her cry and bleed. Nym blinked, trying to keep the expression from his features. I must be going crazy. That was his explanation. There was no other . . . was there? Ever since he'd sought out the "doctor" to help him, something was different. The voice that whispered in the darkness of his mind wouldn't be still. It hurt . . . and it made him want to hurt everyone around him. Now, Nym's green eyes scanned over Tessa. She seemed like the perfect victim. Everything about her screamed that she was a sheep . . . and he was the wolf. The male clenched his hands into fists to keep his reactions under control. Why am I even thinking about this? He couldn't get the image of Tessa's torn form from his mind. This "becoming better" thing was more appealing than ever. Anything to get this out of mind. Nym pressed the heel of his palm to his eye again, keeping his expression under control. This time, when he forced the darkness back, Nym felt his restraints weakening. ((:XD I'm going to say that Anguish sorta knows about his powers, but they've never manifested fully before. Hence: he's a bit shady, but has the potential to be a real good guy. He hasn't been a freaky creature thingy yet, hence perhaps "Doctor John Roberts" thinks he can still be salvaged and kept from turning to the other side. :lol:)) - Pepper stiffened when she felt cool lips press against her neck. Serk. She didn't even shift positions as her chair was swirled around to face him. "Serk." Her tone wasn't exactly . . . warm. Rarely was Pepper actually angry with Serk . . . but right now she could blow a gasket. "Did Calister tell you?" She raised a red brow, looking ready to spit something venomous. Why else would Serk have come to see her? He didn't seek her out as often as he used to. The ginger reached over to the screen to their side, and whipped it out beside Serk's face. "Why did I find these pictures on your server?" Pepper sounded hardly controlled. She might have a thing for the vampire, but she also had a keen sense of honesty and morality. Usually. Modesty, at least. Tossing her braid over one shoulder, the redhead tensed further. "When were these taken?" |
Jacen's nose wrinkled when Serk had to be brought back up. He, like most men, hated the guy. He was rich, charming, good looking, and could easily get any girl he wanted despite his age. Fixing himself on the bench, Jacen let his arms cross over his chest as he feet kicked out on the earth before him. "Somehow," he scoffed, "I doubt he wouldn't join. Or, if someone like him did, he would nominate himself the leader…."
Looking into the distance, he could see another couple figures approaching. They, too, much have received the message, but unlike the crew that was gathered beside the fountain, these two went running off. "Heh, looks like a lot of people declined the offer from the way those two are scurrying off." His golden eyes flicked to the fountain as his hands flopped between his legs. With a sigh, he wondered, "Just what are we getting ourselves into? What'll make us… 'something greater.'" OOC // Whooo, shot post is short. I think I'll introduce the android soon. :] |
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