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((I think you went for a drive or no you left Jacks)) |
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[[ Sorry everyone that I haven't posted in a while. Lots of stuff have come up. But I am back now. So I hope everyone is still on this RP or atleast the ones I was talking with before I left ]]
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Antoinette could feel Mouse as he slowly started to calm down.
With a sigh of relief, she smiled, that beautiful smile of hers. Her bright, white teeth shown in the darkness of the sky as she flipped her hair back, with a nod motion of her head. Looking deep into Mouse's white eyes, made her shudder under the gaze. There was something about those eyes. Like they could see everything she was, and know more about her, then she knew herself. "Do you know anything about it?" Antoinette questioned. "Anything that can help stop it.." Her eyes narrowed as a worried look washed over her face. She normally didn't act like this. Only to people she trusted, or her family. Shaking off her thoughts, and started to concentrate more. Keeping her guard up, she stared deep into his eyes. As if her inner self, was challenging them. |
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Her car gleaming in the moon's light Crit drove down the road, passing the sign labeled "Forks". The vehicle rounded the bends in the road with grace and ease. Crit was singing, or more screaming to people who heard her, to a new song that everyone seemed to know, but no one knew the name of. The car turned the last bend and Crit's smile brightened. Pulling into the long drive way Crit looked up to the long pillars and smiled. "Home" she whispered aloud. She parked just outside of the door and turned off her engine, letting it settle for a moment before getting out. Standing up and slamming the door, she made her way to the entrance of the house. Not much had change since she was here last. A few new plants was all the change she could find. Crit reached the door and took a deep breath, knocking on the large white door that stood in front of her three hard times and waited. |
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Bunny-the-sweetie Antoinette could feel Mouse as he slowly started to calm down. With a sigh of relief, she smiled, that beautiful smile of hers. Her bright, white teeth shown in the darkness of the sky as she flipped her hair back, with a nod motion of her head. Looking deep into Mouse's white eyes, made her shudder under the gaze. There was something about those eyes. Like they could see everything she was, and know more about her, then she knew herself. "Do you know anything about it?" Antoinette questioned. "Anything that can help stop it.." Her eyes narrowed as a worried look washed over her face. She normally didn't act like this. Only to people she trusted, or her family. Shaking off her thoughts, and started to concentrate more. Keeping her guard up, she stared deep into his eyes. As if her inner self, was challenging them. :: he felt an ironic sense of desperation coming from the lady; making him second guess the possibility that she noticed something about him the moment the two met. Mouse wasn't too sure of the situation as of the moment, but certain things seemed to be under reasonable circumstances. Reasonable enough not to put Antoinette under a suspicious eye :: Yes.. I believe there is. I don't fully understand it, but I have studied myself and other.. Notes. But I am learning as I go. Since I am the 'subject' essentially. :: he was starting to think of the computer he carries around with a few other pieces of gear. Thinking of the information which he had gathered and the notes he had taken.. And the media showing certain 'events' :: |
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Antoinette stiffened at the slight pause he brought.
Looking deep into his orb like eyes, she continued to keep the mood low and calme. For his sake and hers. Her eyes slowly started to lighten up, to a more light caramel look. "Subject? What do you mean exactly?" Squinting her eyes as she tilted her head to the side. She didn't mean to ask all these questions. But things for her, weren't making any sense. Nothing was adding up. She knew something was different about Mouse the first time she saw him. Taking in a deep breath, she slowly removed her hands from him. And slowly folding them against her chest. |
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:: he felt the sudden urge to describe a set of events which led to his ultimate augmentation. But it was something of a rather depressing proportion. The memories surrounding the particular events being nothing more than a harsh reminder of his 'purpose' in life-- And his ultimate mission. Though never-the-less, he feels the urgency to explain himself if not his past itself ::
Well.. You see, I am not exactly all here. Not to say this in a mental sense, as I mean it purely in a physical sense. Much like a person with missing appendages. Though.. It could be laid to question, does someone missing their head lose their personhood? Though I have my head; but parts are gone-- Parts that possibly made me more real than I've ever been given the chance to realize. But not to confuse you any more with my riddle-like metaphors. What I'm trying to say is that I am a cybernetic being. Constructed of biomechanical components in place of dead or otherwise modified organs. I have also been fortified all throughout, but not completely re-made all the way to the cellular base. I still retain about thirty percent of my original organic mass; most of it being parts of my brain, muscular system and cardiovascular system. Or.. So Humans and some of my research has put it. In my opinion.. There's something un-earthly about my body and it's not just the bionics in place which hold my life in it's hands. :: he closes his eyes slowly and lowers his head; an onslaught of thought hitting him mentally and forcing him to sift through images and memories.. All in the hopes of speaking of what is important at the moment as well as staying on subject :: To add to all this.. I was subjected to this body in the hopes of a power being harnessed. For whom? That is a question I am long off from. However.. I do know it was my mother and her lackeys which did the act of killing me. Either on purpose to subject me to this body or on accident because of the extensive testing done to me. As was admitted by one of my mother's assistants-- Only after her disappearance. The power is a psychic one. One that can stretch beyond my control.. Into the realm of the paranormal. And as one speculated.. Even the super-natural. I've witnessed the manifestation of this power at it's fullest; at it's darkest. Though not the actual transpiring of events which led to it, enough of the after-effects or rather the immediate aftermath to a release of horribly devastating energy. With a twist to it that reminds me of something I've only once witnessed close enough to feel the ultimate destruction of the cosmos.. :: he became deathly silent. And as he does his eyes turn black.. Completely. And just as sudden the centers are pierced with a white dot which soon sucks the black to it's epicenter like a black-hole sucking in everything in it's gravitational grasp. Once the black has been sucked out of his eyes, it seems as though the whites of his eye and even the physical presence of them are sucked into an epicenter of the eye-ball themselves-- Leaving a gaping but illuminated void of slightly-bright, pure, white light. Almost simultaneous to the voiding of Mouse's eyes, his hair begins to sway from side to side increasingly as if wind is blowing at him-- However, there is no wind. And Mouse is the only thing or person affected by this unseen, unfelt force :: |
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punk-rock-xx Caitlin shrugged "im not sure...but im gonna go have a shower il be right back." She walked over to her dresser seeing what she could wear. "Want me to leave so you can change?" he asked smiling slightly, his eyes sparkled warmly. Then he found his 'Older sisters' mental signature then muttered 'poor tobias,'under his breath because of moose appearing. |
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Caitlin smiled "No its okay il change in the bathroom" she turned around with a pair of jeans and a tanktop in her hands. Then she smiled "Be right back" she said then walked out and into the bathroom starting the shower. She got undressed and hoped in.She washed her hair huming a song. Then she finished letting the soap go down the drain. She shut off the water and got out. Getting redressed she brushed her hair and styled it putting her bangs to the side. She threw her towels in the landry hamper and walked out fixing her shirt a bit she walked back into her room and smiled. |
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"Guess it's my turn." Mark said quietly as he gestured to the flecks of blood sitting on his ivory skin. He went to his room and grabbed a simple black shirt and a pair of jeans before he got into his shower, the water was as hot as it could go but it was still cold to him, his dark hair was still dripping with water when he returned to his mate.
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Caitlin smiled and sat on the bed leaning up against the pillow. She tilted her head to the side a bit as she looked at Mark. |
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Mark sat down in the door way crosslegged, a small smile on his face as he looked up at the small and beautiful girl laying on her bed. "You seem comfortable enough," he pointed out.
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Caitlin moved over then patted the space beside her."Come lay with me for you can be comfortable to" she laughed a bit. |
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"I'm too tall for your bed," Mark laughed as he lay down on her bed; his legs were hanging over the edge and sitting level with the floor now. his over musscuar and developed frame must take up to much space for Caitlyn to have any room of her own.
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She smiled and layed her head on Marks arm. She fliped her hair out of her face. "I cant help that im to short" she laughed. |
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