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The year is 2020... but something isn't right.
There's chaos in the city. No one knows what caused this epidemic to happen. The other cities are perfect. Nothing happened... so why did it only affect us? Why was Panamoor City the only city to have been struck by this disastor? It wiped out half of our population...two hundred and fifty thousand people to be approximate. There is so much confusion in the aftermath. So much grief...pain and a sense of loneliness like no other. What happened to us?
PANAMOOR CITY is changing.... and not for the better.
Vampires don't exist. It's just not possible. But today, on the streets, I saw one feeding. People have been seeing things happen, strange things that no one can really explain. There have been reports of lycans, angels and demons of walking the city during broad daylight. I can only think that they are freaks trying to gain attention, but then there are necromancers and mages using magic, yes magic, in broad daylight. This isn't supposed to be real. It can't be real.
What do these MARKS mean... genes have mutated.
I don't understand this at all. People are being marked with odd tattoo's, but they dont all have the same color. Some do, and some don't. And then...strange things happen to them. They start changing. Scientists believe that somehow, during the epidemic, the surviving people had their genes mutated. But can we really be sure? Can we be absolutely sure? There must have been something...wait, what is that? Is that...is that an Archangel? Wow...she is absolutely beautiful...so stunning. Who is that besides her? Is...is he a God of some kind?
Everyone has run out of TIME... your heart is pounding.
No. No this can't be...I have been marked and marked with a red tattoo. Research has shown that this is the mark of a demon. Am I really to become a demon? I do not want to change...I do not want to be marked. Oh God, if there is a God, can you save us? AHHH! The pain! It is in agonizing...what am i becoming? Fangs? Wings? Ohh, the pain...it hurts. I cannot bear it for much longer...what? What are these? Claws? Why...why am I suddenly hungry for...for flesh? Is that a hunter? No. No. I can't be...but I am...I'm a--
A naruto based rp. }{ Konohagakure Chronicles « Result #2 on Dec 10, 2008, 12:13am »
|Welcome To Konohagakure|
Here at KC, we try to cater to our members by being open to suggestions, answering questions people might have, and encourage people of all experience levels to join in our Role-plays in hopes of creating a comfortable and friendly online environment. As time goes on, the look and feel of the site will be ever-evolving to try to provide its members with the most visually pleasing and easy to use formats possible. As we incorporate these new features we'll post announcements, being sure to keep everyone in the loop. So join us as we continue our efforts to make this a better place, and enjoy some Role-Play, too. We'd be glad to have you along!
|And The Plot Thickens|
Naruto has embarked on a three year journey with Jiraiya, throughout the course of which he will be training relentlessly, preparing for his highly awaited return to Konoha and his friends. The Genin will face hardships, and push his limits further than ever before as he comes to understand what it means to be a Jinchuriki; as host of the Nine Tailed Fox. As he wrestles with his own skills, trying to become strong enough to defend himself against the growing Akatsuki threat and recover Sasuke, Naruto leaves behind everything he has ever known in a pursuit for power.
Meanwhile, Sakura continues her medical tutelage under Tsunade, Konoha's greatest female ninja and medical expert. Though she was originally little more to the team than a liability, she too continues to hone her skills and train her hardest ever, becoming quite the medical ninja in her own right. Still, though, she longs to see Sasuke, but instead finds another close friend departing, as Naruto leaves Konoha for his own training.
Konoha continues to rebuild, still recovering to some degree, from Orochimaru's attack during the Chunin exams. With Tsunade at the head of the village, the Hidden Leaf continues to prosper, all of its shinobi putting forth their greatest efforts -- not only to regain what was lost, but to surpass what was and become better for it. An uneasy peace looms over Konoha, reaching out to their enemies-turned-allies the Hidden Sand, but Orochimaru and the Akatsuki still lurk in the shadows of the shinobi worlds, and the peace cannot be taken for granted.
Finally, Sasuke, the last member of the original Squad 7, is realizing his dream as he becomes increasingly powerful in his own training with the missing-nin Orochimaru. After sparing Naruto's life, he has become a force to be reckoned with, without his brother's advice. Now before him are two great adversaries, the seemingly inferior Naruto, who refused to let him go, and Itachi, his last living relative. Against them, he vies for supremacy.
And so, the story of personal growth and tested friendships continues in the Konohagakure Chronicles...
Mystery High is really called--at least by the visitors and by the giant sign that welcomes them--Stapleton Institute. It's a private school that houses its students throughout the year. Mystery High was dubbed as such because of its students' and staff's almost insatiable attraction for oddities and mystery. Everything strange seems to flock to Mystery High. Its teachers are excellent, and the classes rather interesting. Something is always exploding in chemistry, and the students tend to be geniuses. Still, everyone is a special kind of genius. Some are there because they're families are rich, and they've been going there for years. Others are there on scholarships of music, academics, or sports. Thus, because of their wide variety of classes and the school's habit of working with the student to shape around their strengths, Stapleton Institute attracts a wide variety of kids. The campus is beautiful: with fountains, a library, computer labs by the dozen, beautiful flowers, well kempt lawns, shady trees, two large cafeterias, a couple small cafes, and amazing school spirit.
Vampire/Human/Other RPG }{ PanicxHeart [LB] « Result #4 on Sept 15, 2008, 9:26am »
--..Meyhem News Paper..-- +-May 30, 2015-+ Report is in that people from the ages 13 through 27 have gone missing throughout the town. About 36 people are now missing. A similar case appeared about 34 years ago where 28 people went missing within 2 weeks and then they were all found in their homes or thrown into alleyways, dead from overdosing on drugs, alcohol, suicide, and arguments with another, killing each other. So, the case that is now called Missing Lovelies has been abandoned. Now, they say it's happening all over again except it's only been a week and 28 have gone missing. Investigators are searching. We have actually found 2 dead, both because of a drug overdose. Missing Lovelies has been taken back out of it's box and researched again. The mayor has suggested a possible secret party that many are going to that could possibly be killing them since all 4 ways of the people dieing are very similar. More will be released soon. +
Yes, a party is correct but it's not in Meyhem. The Vampire Hunters know exactly what's going on. Another Vampire Party in the Vampire Castle. Vampires come to Meyhem and then take the humans, lead them into the castle, and trick them into thinking it's a party. Then, they sink their teeth into them, and put them back where they found them saying it was some other cause of death. Or, they just dump them on the island and let the investigators continuing investigating. Now, the party is bigger than ever before and still continuing. Why? It's because the vampires are sick of starving.
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Re: Biology - What a Drag « Result #6 on Sept 3, 2008, 9:10pm »
(lol it's fine. It happens to the best of us)
It was the end of the school day and Bella managed to limp her way out of the gym doors. As usual she had managed to run into enough people to cause the coach to make her sit out and a large bruise to already start forming on her shin. It didn't help that she had accidentally been kicked in the ankle as well in a fall. She was sure it wasn't sprained but it still hurt rather badly. She stopped when she reached the parking lot where she could see Edward's Volvo. She was unsure of where she was supposed to meet him, but as long as she could see his car, he couldn't leave without her getting her answers.
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Re: Biology - What a Drag « Result #7 on Sept 2, 2008, 9:02pm »
(OMG! I'm soooo sorry for forgetting about this! )
Edward just glanced over at her and turned back to the front. Thinking about what she had just said. Hm...Maybe she wouldn't run away screaming when he told her to truth....
Storm of Claws v2 « Result #8 on Aug 30, 2008, 4:05pm »
Leafclan, Moonclan, Nightclan, and Rippleclan are about to face a new clan.
Blackclan.
The former Leafclan warrior, Bramblefire, is out to seek revenge. He formed a clan filled with loners and former clan members with one thing in common. The love of killing and power.
Four cats from different clans find themselves called upon by Skyclan to do the impossible. Help defeat Blackclan. They are told that it is up to them to join together the clans and stop this unnecessary killing. But who will listen to four measly cats that are just another cat in the clan? And how will they meet without their clanmates knowing?
Bramblefire isn’t going to be stopped that easily.
Will the clans survive? Or be overtaken by this power hungry clan?
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Madeleine Nicolette Royale « Result #10 on Aug 28, 2008, 1:55am »
Whole Name: Madeleine Nicolette Royale
Nickname: Maddy
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Family: Terra Royale ( mother ); Marty Royale ( Father ); Heather ( Sister); Carol Martin ( Aunt )
Crush(es): None yet
Occupation // Grade: 12th grade
Discription(long): Madeleine is a very short young lady. She stands. at very intimateding four feet and elven inches. She weights only 98 pounds, which isn't underweight because of exactly how tall she is and her body shape. She is very fit, thanks to the years of being on the track team. She has wavy blonde hair. She has bright blue eyes. Her since of style is that of one she could afford rather then that of what she actually finds fashionable.
Vampire, werewolf, or human? human
If not human, describ their Special talent?: n/a
History:( written in first person, as if Madeleine is telling this story to some one. ) I grew up in one trailor park after another, and for the most part of it, always with another family member outside of my parents and my brother.While I was too young to remember most of this, I had been told later how my early life went down. For days on end my parents would leave me with my eldest sister, who had her own child to look after. The only thing I personally remember from this age, around a year or so, is me, my brother, and my niece were being left with our neighbors. For the entire time we were there, I was screaming at the top of by lungs because my parents had left me again, with people I didn't trust. I was scared of them and they had still left me there. At some point one of the neighbors thought i was misbaving so she isolated me from my brother and niece. She left me in the back of the trailor, alone and in the dark. I screamed even harder, then blacked out. To this day I hate being alone in the dark, or being alone period.
Later, when I was around four, one month i would've been five, it was christmas and it was my last christmas as the baby of the family, since my sister was due january 6th. I walked into the laundry room to ask a very important question, or at least important in the eyes of a four year old. Was Santa real? Normally at such a small age, your parents would lie and say he does, but not only did my mother not lie, she also squashed the other little white lies. Like the toothfairy for example. I hadn't even lost my first tooth yet!
When my sister was born, it was as if everyone forgot all about me. What makes it even worse was the fact that my sister was born in the begining of january, i was born towards the end. First time my birthday was pretty much forgotten. Too wrapped up in the new baby, and the hospital bill takeing most of the money, which christmas hadn't helped since my sister was born so close to christmas. If it wasn't for my friends I had made in the 3 months we had lived in our neightborhood, I would've been alone.
It didn't take my mom to forget I was her first baby girl, and thought to be the last child for almost five years. She would make fun of me until I was sure I could no longer cried. She told everyone who spent the night about my bed wetting problems, and constantly told me what a failure I was, how a seven year old doesn't such her thumb. She would do this when any of my friends would come over, or whenever my brother's friend's would come over. Once I didn't make it to the bathroom on time and my friends and my brother's friends where over, and she yelled so baddly and she had me sit over the tolite repeating some words about how I would never do that again and some such words. I learnt not to have friends over unless I was certain i could trust them and not spread it around the school to where all my classmates would make fun of me.
When my mother annouced she was leaveing my dad, I was so happy. Finally the tormentor who seemed to be haunting my every waking hour, and my dreams, was leaving. Only for the first few months, she took me and my sister with her. I was around ten-ish, I had no choice but to go with her. I actually didn't know that she was taking us with her, or that she thought she was going to keep us when the divorce goes through. For one summer I had to stand by and watch my mother be more of a mother to some other man's children then her own. When the summer was up I was the one, out of her three children, who was choosen to tell her that we wanted to go back to live with dad. I did it with pure joy at seeing her crushed reaction. At ten years old I was happy to crush my mother because of all that she had put me through, this really upset me.
Once me and my sister went back to our dad, and my brother to our grandmother, I refused to even speak to my mother anymore. This went on for two years before I was forced to talk to her. Before then i hadn't even spoken to her when I went to the family christmas and thanks giving. I ignored her. It was a twisted satifation that no one that young should ever experince, and yet I did. I hated my mother for everything she had put me through.
When I was in middle school, I met two wonderful friends who understood me more then I ever could. They knew how much I had truely felt over my mom's betrayal. In seventh grade one of my friends brought me to church with her. Going made me feel like I belonged, but at the same time I felt alone. No one there had gone through what i was going through. The other teenagers all had both their parents who loved them so much and would do anything for them, I didn't. The closest i got to that feeling was the feeling like my friends parents would love me just enough to not too feel to neglated.
I'm not the type of person who forgives anything. I hold grunges until i have nothing left. When I entered high school, my mother started asking for my forgiveness, I never gave it to her. At that point, I was lost in my own world. Unable to see the light in anything anymore. My friends had pretty much abadoned me for the new friends they had started making. I didn't make a new friend that whole year. I was depressed and I barely spoke to anyone.
One of the friends I had made in middle school started cutting herself simply because she wanted attention, this she told me herself after the facts. She admitted that her life was wonderful, that she had nothing to complain about. She just wanted people to concentrate at her. But she was still mad at me because I had gone to a counslor and told on her, and they sent her to holy hills. I felt that I should have done so, that I was in the right for trying to help her, but after that, she pretty much never talked to me again, unless it was to prove to me that she was great, and that the guys loved her.
I have never been attractive. I have always been way too tall for my age and on the big side of things. I have always been pale and when i hit my teenage years my face broke out and never stopped breaking out. I have potholes that i will never be able to get away. I smelt like smoke because my dad smoked. No one want to talk to me. Not really anyways. i was always either that girl in class who doesn't speak, that girl who seems like a stuck up becuase she reads the materials the teachers gives and can write. Always the person no body cared about.
The next summer was my last war-cry, a church camp i had been going to every summer. Though my best friends had all known me so well, they couldn't tell how utterly out of control everything had gone for me, how competely alone I had become. But at camp it was like everything had gone back to normal, but I knew it wouldn't be that way when camp was over.
I had so much I needed help with, but one thing the most that isolated me from everything. I needed to forgive my mother for everything she had put me through. I was so scared to voice what I needed help with to my small group. It took me 2 days to get it out.. That day I spoke about it was the day someone I had never met before spoke up in my workshop.We were praying when he suddenly spoke up " Some one here is feeling hatard towards someone in their family." no one said anything for moments and then i knew that someone he was talking about was me. i was astoshind. i had NEVER even seen this guy before and God had spoken to him about what I was feeling.
That night I broke down at small group. I told all my friends from church that I was struggleing to forgive my mother. A good friend hurt me by saying " we all knew she would say that' as if she knew what I had gone through. It took all my strength not to pregnant dog slap her right then and there. She knew NOTHING about my personal life and had no right to say anything.
I prayed the remaining days of camp and when i left, I felt a burden being lifted off my shoulders. Everything seemed lighter. With help, I had come to forgive my mother for everything.
Two years later my mother tried to kill herself by overdoseing on pills. I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing over the fact that my mother was trying to leave the world she had brought me up in. I've felt no emotions what so ever. Its something I wish could change, but hasn't yet. Its an enempty feeling and it leaves one cold. Six months later my sister did the same thing. My sister had been running away from home since what our mother did and this just went overboard.
I got the call when I was in my first block class. I have never felt more scared. I blamed it on myself, and still do. If I was there for her then perhaps she wouldn't have tried to kill herself. After she was out of the hospital, I moved out and into my Aunt's home in Forks High.
Personality:Madeliene had spent most of her life feeling an extreme amount of hate, and hating herself for it. She wanted nothing more then to be accepted into the world she thought she had been born in. Yet while she's had twists in her life, and while she was sure she wanted nothing more then to slap someone, she has kept her heart pure. She hates seeing people miserable and hates causing it. She is not very trusting,but quick to be friends with someone. She's emotionally distant from everyone.
Please don't lie to me anymore B/c I can see right through your words I know your leaving me for her And while my heart is bleeding I have to let you go Beacuse your no longer loyal And My heart simply can't take it anymore So go ahead & go Love her like u use to love me
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