It is just a Game

[Akreno]

Let me lay this on you. think of a family, one that enjoys to ******** with people's lives just to see what will happen. No imagine this family has powers, like strange ones that can assist them in the making of this game board. A massive city, kind of like Tokyo but bigger, is surrounded with a giant eighty feet wall. Inside there is a deadly virus. The players were thrown inside and now we just see how it ends. ^_^

[Akreno]

My Characters

Your name is: Kristopher Phantom

Your age: seventeen

Your gender: Male

Your Sexuality: Bisexual

Weapons:
Glock 9MM and four extra clips

What do you look like:
Kristopher

Your history and story:
Kristopher is the son of the local sheriff. He is a delinquent and has been in and out of juvy multiple times. Due to his record, even after his teen years, he continued to live with his father because he could not get a job anywhere with his violent past. He has only been to jail once and never to prison. But he has been in multiple fights and knows how to brawl. When the infection hit, his father was killed. He didn’t really care all that much as he didn’t have any real connection with the old man. He gave it a day to morn, before pillaging his stash for his gun and reloading clips. After he had these, he boarded up the house, took what he wanted and began to look for a place to go. He knew he could not stay in the house and with all the creatures running around, well it was time to do something he was good at, fighting.

For the most part he will fight with his bare hands, well they are actually fingerless gloves, but that doesn’t’ matter. He had no specific style, he just fights. When he knows he cannot win he has his gun. However he does not want to waist bullets on the normal infected because he has seen far worse than just these slow moving creatures and he knows what they can do. Instead he chooses to run around fighting because it is the best way for him to pass the time.

Anything else you'd like to say: he has a rather large black dragon tattoo on his chest and quite the criminal record so he doesn’t mind pushing people out of the way. All and all, he’d kind of a jack a**.

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Your name is: Rhoad Leeann Cinders

Your age: twenty

Your gender: female

Your Sexuality: straight

Weapons: Rhoad has a butterfly knife. This knife has a teal blue handle and when it is closed there is a picture of a butterfly on the handle, when it is opened, it is just two wings that look strangely like her eyes.

Mutation:
Rhoad is a “special infected” she maintained mostly her human form, though if you look under her clothes you will see she is simply stitched together. Any who she can control the lower infected. She can make them stop or go, eat or die, with just a simple command. This makes her extremely dangerous when there are hordes of the infected around. She has inhuman strength but can only run as fast as a normal human. From her life she has gained martial arts training but due to this new existence her use of it is limited. Due to the fact that her body is sown together, if she exerts too much power from fighting someone, those bindings will come apart and she can lose a limb. The down side to all of this is unlink the other infected, she can feel pain and think like a non infected person.

What do you look like:
Rhoad

Your history and story:
Rhoad was an orphan, she has no memory of any parents and if she did, chances are she’d probably kill them at this juncture in her life. Rhoad was used as a genetic experiment. One could say she was in the same area as the infected virus when it started. Probably even the same lab but different floor, but that is for another time. Anyway, she was a genetic experiment for the government. Her job was to help them make cures for diseases. For some reason she had an over active immune system and every time they fed her something new, her body would fight it off and she would be fine. This was due to her genetics, she was a generally healthy person. The experiments caused her body to begin to fail, parts of her became dried out and she even lost an arm and her right eye. She was set up with a replacement arm not so shortly after but an eye could not be found. Due to all the different kinds of genetic experiments her body became different; this would not take effect of course until the day the virus got out.
Zooming on to that day, she was bitten. Like most people who were bitten by an infected, she too turned and began to crave the taste of human flesh. However because of all the chemicals that had been pumped into her body she became something different. Rhoad could use inhuman strength and control the lesser minds of the normal infected. While she could only run and think like she would any day, it was strange that she could do that at all. Then she found out the down side. Her body, after having survived the attack when she was bitten, was torn up rather badly. She was stitched back together by some medic who thought she was normal, till she attacked and ate them. Her limbs grew color again and the wounds began to heal. As it turns out when she ate, her body was in perfect physical condition but when she did not, her body would begin to fall apart a the seams, literally. This was the same for when she used up too much strength and over exerted her body. Because of this she is a monster with a rather big weakness.

Anything else you'd like to say:
Rhoad is a very intelligent person, she has always been, however she is limited to how much she can really do each day because of her rag doll status. She has seams along her arms, legs and neck where they attach to her torso. She is missing her right eye that is why it is covered. For the most part she hides her scars under clothing so that she may “blend” if she so wishes. She also has scars on her back and lower stomach from operations and other such experiments that were made on her body. Because she is a “special infected” a bite from her will not change a person. However a blood to blood contact will change a person into a normal infected. The knife she has was something she stole from one of the military officers she killed upon making her escape from the building.

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『 Vladimir Krush Chevouski 』

✰ All Important Notes ✰

✵ Unknown but appears about twenty five
✵ He’s a civilian Librarian
✵ Unknown
✵ six foot two
✵ one hundred and seventy


✵ Get to Know...Me? ✵

✵ Vladimir is rather quiet. He prefers the silence of his Library and doesn’t mind telling people to shut up. He is the type of person most don’t want to get start talking because when he does he is very blunt and border line rude. However he can be helpful and it is more or less you have to know how to take him if you want to get to know him. It’s a weird mixture of anti social and lack of human interaction. Most of the time, one can see him flipping through the pages of a book or magazine even though he already knows what it says.

✵ Vladimir was born a human, in Russia to one Anoushka Chevouski. The name of face of his father was never revealed to him. Growing up he was told that the man did not exist and he should not ask about him. So he didn’t. They moved around a bit, from small village to village but then eventually left Russia all together. He doesn’t really remember much of it and in fact does not even consider Russia his home. He and his mother moved to The country side of the northern states and he lived a pretty peaceful life. Vlad went to school and did his homework and was every parent’s wet dream. However this was not to last. When Vladimir turned nine something strange happened.

Vladimir went to a friend’s house to spend the night. This was all normal and such as it was a birthday party for his friend and many children spent the night. This was his first contact with something not normal. The party was a trap to lure in unsuspecting children. As it turned out his “Friend” was not human, not even remotely so. The child turned into this weird creature with many teeth and claw like hands. Even to this day he does not know what kind of demon it was. But that demon turned on the children and slaughtered them all. Vladimir hid, as all children do but the beast found him and took a swing. It hit him right in the face and he lost the sight in his right eye. He could feel the blood drip down his cheek from the scratch that would leave a scar starting at his forehead and down to the bottom eye lid.

What was strange about all this was that Vladimir did not cry, no he began to laugh. Something inside him had snapped and a power that should not have been possible was activated. His right eye, as useless as it would be to see out of, was watching the demon, seeing through it an analyzing it. He found out the beast’s weakness within moments, attacked and killed it. He returned home and his mother cleaned him up, calling the police and such as one would. But he could not see out of the eye again and his mother abruptly covered it with an eye patch. “It is a cursed eye” she told him. “one that can see the wickedness in people.” Which was true. Whenever Vladimir took off they eye patch he could see into people’s souls and determine what kind of person they were and in the case of monsters, he could find their weakness. As he grew older he discovered he had another talent, one for gathering information. Unlike most people who have to read, he merely has to touch a text and he will know what it says and he will never forget.

So years went by and he lost track of how many. As it turns out some of that demon’s blood had infected his system, causing the cursed eye and his strange talent. He didn’t age beyond his early twenties, which was fine by him because his mind continued to grow. So there is no real way to determine his age other than to find out what year he was born in and such, but even he has forgotten as much. Anything before the activation of his “abilities” was lost but everything after was never forgotten. How funny. So he continues to search for the lost past. His mother died not to long after his little “incident” Leaving him alone to raise himself so he didn’t really have a chance to ask her.


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Name: Cricket

Age: Appears around twenty

Race: Baku, a Japanese demon who eats dreams

Appearance:
Human form
Side profile
Spirit form

Powers/Limits: Cricket has a few abilities. First and for most is to turn into his other form. This form is only visible by other supernatural creatures of beings, so a human physic could see him if they were real. Moving right along this form is a more ghost like version and he can pass through anything and even enter a sleeping person’s mind. Once inside he can mess with the persons’ world, eat dreams, nightmares and see memories. He can hurt people, make them forget or well almost anything. However he can only do this to a person who is dreaming., daydreams count! So this world has it’s limits to him as well. If the person were to actually die while he was in their dreams, he would die as well. This doesn’t count for in dream deaths, it has to be a physical death. Now he can also bring people into his own mind. Here though he has complete control.

Personality: Cricket is generally a quiet guy. He doesn’t care much for conversation because he feels that most people cannot handle a conversation of his caliber. Most humans don’t even understand what his demon type is. He likes to make things though, specifically mysterious baking and or bomb making, yes you hear that right, he likes things that explode and baking things, and baking things that explode. At the heart of his personality is a slightly insane person. He enjoys the suffering of others, as he eats dreams. He feasts on both dreams and nightmares but depending on how he is feeling will be what he eats. He’s kind of hard to read. A calm exterior that feels that he is never doing anything wrong while really being a psycho.

Bio:

Cricket was not his original name obviously. However over the many years of his life he had grown to shift names and appearances. He was born a baku, a dream eating demon. He world enter the minds of people at night and feast on their dreams. As long as he ate the dreams he could eat what ever the hell he wanted, but he found that he would get sick if he only ate human food. He only had one brother but the man quickly vanished from his life and he never saw him again. He honed his skills year after year but for some reason he just didn’t seem to grow up on the inside. He liked to bake. Sure it was not a very manly talent but he enjoys it none the less. However he has another lovely talent. The man likes to blow things up. So just like in baking he makes glorious explosives on his free time.

Good times good times. Anywho moving on, unlike other dream eaters he is from an older line, allowing his specific branch of dream eaters to evolve into this new like sub species. Sure they were all classified as dream eaters but there were different kinds all over the world. He had a physical body and a spirit body, which was another reason why his race was different. They were born with two bodies, how fun right? Basically it was like his soul came out of his body and his body became unconscious so yes if his physical body was to die, so would he. Not much is really known about cricket and during the last “change” he lost his memories. This was about twenty some years ago and he has no memory of his former self.

His personality stayed the same though and he continued through life like nothing had happened. He rediscovered himself and what he could do but he had always been a bit of an outsider, he doesn’t like people and in return they do not like him. He was fine by that too because he just didn’t care. They were lesser beings and he knew they could truly do nothing. Instead he got a part time job at the library before everything went down. He works under Vladimir, which is currently the only person he really speaks with.
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Profiles coming soon

[Simply Spiff]

Spiffy's Boys~

Nikolai HollenderNisuei Hirutei

I was born on November 15, . The midwife said I was a Boy. It was quite a long time ago; I believe it has been 29 years since then.

In person, my hair is white-blonde, and my eyes are strikingly red. I stand about 5'10 and have a medium physique. My weight isn't your business 150.

I make my living as a private scientist/ Leader of a syndicate./ Runner of his own cursed candy shop. . I am currently A proud single man, but this is of little consequence to me. I am not picky. ~wink~.

When people meet me, I tend to make an impression. I'm not certain how they view me, but to myself, I am sometimes called eccentric for my ways. I'm very into doing my own thing especially when bored, I can be a hindrance or a help... it just depends on what days you catch me, I'd much rather work in the background. Stand in my way of something important, and it might just be the last time you wish you were alive [ /color].

My life has been a very long, complicated experience. If you want to know, I suppose it won't hurt to explain a little bit of what I've gone through. As a privileged child, Nisuei was born and raised in Somewhere England with his family. Rather spoiled, there wasn't much out of Nisuei's reach and he enjoyed every minute of it, one day nearly every single person of his family suddenly vanished, he knew where his parents went. Either way, none of this bothered him though, he had other ways of entertaining himself, and without their rules and what not holding his "hobbies" down, it seemed better actually. He met a boy a while back, but they had split up with the exception of internet. Being a lone child with the company of his hired servants and sister, Nisuei had nothing better to do other than study; He chose the science approach, mainly in biology. As time went on, he began growing more eager to work on those... living. His experiments lead to him wanting to use the world as one big living subject. This forced him to take certain measures and... businesses. Such as the power over a type of, dark syndicate.

With his loyal council and the one remaining of his family, Nisuei began to develop a virus. As a backup he worked to develop and anti-virus and a repellant. When all was done, he infected numerous dogs, and other strays he found on the streets. When his other tests were completed, tonight would be the night he released his virus on the world.

While I am here, I will be known as Simply the count and spy, because I am The holder of Topaz, the stone that allows me to draw things and bring them to life, I may not be fully trained but I am very experienced.
My actions are recorded by someone called SimplyspiffEwies! Stalker!.
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Bailey M. Tanner

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✰ All Important Notes ✰

✵ 17
✵ Unsure.
✵ 5'7
✵ 144


✵ Get to Know...Me? ✵

✵ Bailey is the type of person to be reckless but at the same time listen to his common sense... Usually. He has a bit of a rigid personality toward certain people, but in no way is a mean spirited person; He just wants to let you know he's there. Sometimes impatient, he'll cause a fuss just to get things moving when bored. He'd throw himself infront of a train for someone, or he'd punch them in the face. He's got a strong sense of morality, and an even stronger sense of dignity, but he doesn't mind being bent to someone's will every so often. In the end he's also rather childish. But don't mistake his generosity for gullibility.
✵ Born and raised under the strict rule of an orphanage most of his life, Bailey was no stranger to poverty and misfortune. And with a red headed kid in the middle of a bunch of blond and brunette Christians, he was quite a sore thumb indeed. From kids not paying attention to him, even trying to pick on him, to some of the staff "forgetting" to serve him his meal. Bailey learned pretty quickly that this world sucked! But, instead of wallowing in self-pity and loathing, he stood up and took his problems into his own hands and started developing a personality of his own; Sure, he had problems, like every kid, Bailey wanted a family or even a friend and he acted on them with delinquency and fights, but... All in all, he kept control of whatever he did so he didn't hurt the environment, never lost that sense of morality.

In years Bailey got slightly worse, from spray painting to taking cars apart for giggles. Now he works in a pizza place to keep up a living in his small apartment.

✵ Get This Straight! ✵

✵ He has an untapped ability to possess and/or control wild animals, but he hasn't learned to control this ability so he takes on it's current personality sometimes. He's also a bit of an empath, mixed with his other ability he tends to unentionally mimic some of the emotions around him for a moment or so..

✵ My Controller ✵

✵ Simply Spiff

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My name isConnor Lear Thimble . You may call me Lear.

I was born in the world of Eihris. on October 25th. The midwife said I was a Male. It was quite a long time ago; I believe it has been 19 years since then.

IIn person, my hair is black and white, and my eyes are strikingly Navy. I stand about 5feet 7 inches tall and have a medium build physique. My weight isn't your business.

I make my living as an Officer of the syndicate . I am currently single, but this is of little consequence to me at a time such as this. I have plenty of time.

When people meet me, I tend to make an impression. I'm not certain how they view me, but to myself, I am: Lear is difficult even to his writer to understand sometimes. He claims to be testing people by acting like a complete a*****e to someone who has caught his interest. When he loves someone he tends to have much difficulty showing it nicely. It takes alot to gain his respect for some people, for others not so much. Yet... to alot of people he doesn't know he tends to come off as someone looking constantly stoned. Sure' he'll occasionally play with a kid or two, but he'll always have that blank almost expressionless stare. He usually tries to be logical. Aside from those bits, he can come off as a child at heart, curious and sometimes a tad naive. But he is definitely not afraid to speak his mind or fight for what he feels is right..

My life has been a very long, complicated experience. If you want to know, I suppose it won't hurt to explain a little bit of what I've gone through. Lear has two stories. The one before his human life and his human life. In truth he is pretty powerful. Some would call him one of the keepers of peace, no he wasn't an angel or demon. Hell he isn't even a reaper. He kept to restoring the balance of nature and all of her creatures. Despite him being a prince, he was a servant and often protector of that particular goddess. A man claiming to be an ambassador ruined that all for him. This man started a fight and made it look like he turned barbaric and just attacked the ambassador. Stripped of everything, he'd been thrown into a human's body.
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That my friend was all a big blur in this poor boy's childhood. Since he lost his name and his memories were basically forced out of him, he came to Earth as a child named Collin who had been born in an orphanage. An intended chemical spill took that from him, and left him to rot in an alleyway without a name. Soon he had been found by the boy we all know as Butler. Two very similar and very different males. Butler was willing to sell himself, Lear... not so much. But suddenly after Butler left, he vanished when someone broke into his little makeshift home and for years they never saw eachother again despite them working in the same area known as Vega, some city in India. Eventually, he met a boy and a girl who he escaped with.

Since no-one wanted them they became their own family of little thieves that they called Hajan. Erix the boy wanted to call it Omerta, but Hajan sounded better. As he grew older, Lear began to stray as Erix began to start acting up. He drew the line when Erix killed an innocent in a jealous rage. That's where he fled and never looked back. Unintentionally he had managed to save Butler's life again, we're... not going to go into detail there. When he found the walled city he met an old lady who made him the heir to her magical antique shop.The lady took him in, taught him some magic and then helped him get into the syndicate. Thus bringing him here.

While I am here, I will be known as a Scorpio , because I am a proud baby of October!.
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My actions are recorded by someone called Simply Spiff.

[Akreno]

Kristopher Phantom / R]oad

The Iitzy Bitzy Spider
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“This is all just a misunderstanding officer. I’m a teacher, not a criminal.” Blue green eyes pleaded with the man on the other side of the iron bars. Sure he could get out if he wanted to simply by using his magic but he just didn’t want to display that in front of non magical humans. For some reason he had been locked up due to a slight misunderstanding. There was a criminal running around with white hair who’s name just so happened to be Kristopher. Which meant that he was in deep trouble because that just so happened to be what he looked like and his name. The only difference between the two of them were their eyes and skin color. He sighed and lowered his forehead against the cool bars. “Just call the academy, they will tell you I don’t steal things.”

Behind the older man something shifted. The actual criminal stretched out his rather long legs and yawned “Dude, just give it a rest. They don’t give a ******** if you did it or not. White hair is not common so maybe you shouldn’t have died it white.” The man stuck his pinky in his ear and twisted it slightly as he climbed off of the cot that had been deemed his bed. “ I get in trouble all the time, my dad will probably be here to clear it all up in an hour or so.” That was what his father did, he got people out of trouble, however there was no saving this delinquent. But if he could get the tanned freak to shut his mouth long enough then he could at least catch some sleep. Man this guy was loud.

“For your information, it’s natural, not dyed.” and he was rather sensitive about it so he just turned his head and ignored the boy entirely. He didn’t want to have to worry about such little things but this was the first time his hair had ever gotten him into trouble. He closed his eyes and let out a long sign. Eventually he pulled away and walked over to his corner of the cell. From here he sat down and placed his head on his knees. He’d never committed a single crime in his life, hell he didn’t even lie and this was what he got for it all? The man groaned softly and wished that the headmaster was here to bail him out.

Kristopher looked at the tanned figure and shook his head. Obviously this guy was some kind of goodie two shoes. From the looks he’d probably never even picked his nose in public. What a waste. The guy was good looking though, he’d give the man that. A little dark for his tastes but it made the man seem exotic. Whatever. He stood and walked over to the bars. His eyes examined the lock carefully. He had a few options, pick the lock and get out or wait for his father to show up. Either way both men would be set free because neither one of them had the item that was stolen on their body. No Kris had been smart and passed it off before getting caught. “Yo, you might want to get crybaby out of here. I think she may have wet herself. Seriously you guys are so freaking stupid it aint even funny.”


Down Came the Rain.

[Simply Spiff]

✔Colonel ＬＥＡＲ Thimble✔
✘ｃｏｌｌｉｎ xxxx ｂａｉｒｄ✘

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► It was Lear's shift right about now. With the bickering, he already wanted to go home. That fabulous lout Butler should be arriving soon too... The man was rather tired, he hadn't gotten much sleep, due to a bit of... investigating. He didn't like their leader, he could never for the life of him explain why... He just didn't. Something fishy was going on with Nisuei and his team of a**-kissers and he was going to get to the bottom of it one way or another. So what were they going on about? Huh, two white haired guys in the same cell. Interesting... Yeah he did agree, most of the syndicate discriminated... They seemed to afraid to do that against the boss, so they liked to kick the lowbies around such as these two.

Well, one of them was a long time delinquent, Lear even knew about him. The other guy... He kind of looked like some meek bookworm with dark skin. Nice... It reminded him of his days in Vega when he actually started getting a tan. "What happened now? Of all the days I had to be stuck with you?. Meh keep going like that and I might sick Butler on you." He said. ◄






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[Akreno]

Kristopher Phantom / R]oad

The Iitzy Bitzy Spider
XXXXWent up the
XXXXXXXXXX Water spout

“Oh? You really shouldn’t make such promises” Like he was scared of some two bit wanna be law man. He had seen this type, strong, muscular but missing in the top half. What a shame not everyone could think like him. Sooner of later everyone would realize that he was living the life. He was actually quite content with his way of life and for some reason people just couldn’t believe that maybe some people were meant to be a little violent. He didn’t really care anyway. They never came through with their threats. He’d been back and forth through juvy and what not and he had learned that people are just full of s**t. If he could count how many times he had been threatened he’d probably just retire.

Of course he always did risk the chance of it happening but what were the odds really? He chuckled and began to pace t he length of his cage. He was watching his jailor carefully. In the end he just leaned against the side of the bars and looked out. It was such a drag but what could he really do about it?

Teacher man on the other hand was silent, just watching things. If they would not let him out, he would just have to break out. Surely if he just called the headmaster everything would be all cleared up and he could go home. But in order to do that he had to inform the headmaster of his where about. It kind of sucked when your job revolved around people not knowing what you were really doing. He tapped his finger lightly against his pants, testing the reach of his power within his cell.

“You know if you would just shut up once in a while you might learn something. Freakin kids.:. The sound of his voice traveled and he could see the sound waves echoing off objects like sonar. He became aware of his surroundings and carefully he stood. He now had a clear almost birds eye view of the room and he wasn’t liking the lay out. There was no way he could use any magic and not be found out. So he just leaned against the wall and went back to picking at his sleeve.





Down Came the Rain.

[Simply Spiff]

✔Colonel ＬＥＡＲ Thimble✔
✘ｃｏｌｌｉｎ xxxx ｂａｉｒｄ✘

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►"Oh Really... maybe I'll assign you to community service at the elderly home instead hm?" Oh... If only this kid knew Lear. Not that he knew what the guy was thinking.. Well, the way the guy held himself screamed know-it-all rebel to him. He had once been that way, running a muck with his friends in his hometown. Well, he had until his friend turned out to be some obsessive psycho that didn't mesh well with his own morality. Poor Luciel. Not that he knew her once, but Luciel had been a nice woman and really didn't deserve the fate bestowed on her. Heh, his whole life was full of misunderstandings. Maybe it was a curse. The comment from the teacher's mouth had made him chuckle a little. Lear wasn't that old, maybe nineteen or twenty, but he had enough adult experiences to be considered a thirty year old; it was how he came to be apart of the syndicate.

His gaze moved onto the teacher. "What'd you do anyway, steal some kids milk?" He was rather bored, so he felt the need to mess with these two. Well, until a certain bluenette walked in, without uniform! and with his brother? His gaze narrowed. "You're late... again. And why's Demi here? I hope you remember what I told you about child labor..." He knew Butler treated his brother very well, but the kid looked a little under the weather. That thing again? Huh... it wasn't like he hadn't heard that before, usually it meant something big was about to go down, when the plants warned Demi ahead of time. Last time there was a huge gang bang. What would it be this time? ◄






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[Simply Spiff]

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narcissist ─ WEASEL ﹚ ` you think i'm↘ SOPHISTICATED. ▋▍ wr. ong answer.
xxxx( flirty ) xxxx( eccentric ) xxxx( bounty`hunter ) xxxx( you`re not ugly at all. ) xxxx




☁ the i n t e r v e n t i o n
xxxxxxxButler Kevler Muzeix.

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Lear... what a jerk. Yes indeed the bluenette had come in. He was late, namely because Demi insisted on coming along... Apparently the plants advised it... The poor kid was getting over a little cold, he didn't approve but he couldn't say no either. Not when vines are stealing his hair brush! Leaving the blond to sit on their couch in the breakroom, he just grinned. "Well~ It was one of "those" things... otherwise I would've left him at home. My my~ Aren't we sour today." Lear would know what Butler meant by "those things" because he was mentioning Demi's intimate relation with a certain... mother of nature~. "So what naughty children need punishment?"

He soon moved over to inspect the captives. Eh? Wasn't that the guy from Demi's school? Why the hell was he here? Then... there was the other Kris. Ugh it was him again. With a narcissistic smile, he spoke. "Aww~ miss me that much huh? You just had to come back and see me. How sweet of you~ too bad I couldn't catch you this time though." That delinquent had been here other times before, which made him the bounty hunter's favorite. "You there, aren't you from that... academy or whatever?"


{OUT OF CARROTS: Butler: WHAAAAAAAT!!?! D8<---}

[Akreno]

Kristopher looked at the man and rolled his eyes. If this was the magic academy he would have blown that male away, no literally sent him flying because he could. He’d never felt this vicious towards someone before, well there was the one time but it was still extremely foggy in his mind. What ever the case he slowly moved closer to the bars and tilted his head. He should say something to that right? He sighed and let his head rest against the cool bars. He just didn’t have it in him to deal with these people today. That was when another person walked in and spoke to him. Finally someone who knew him! He nodded and patted his pockets but all his credentials were on the desk on the other side of the bars.

“Yes. I’m a teacher there and I got picked up because I happen to have the same colored hair and name as this bozo over here. So if you would please be so kind as to let me out, I need to get back.” Maybe this one would have a little more sense than the other man. He was about to say something else when a hand clamped down on his shoulder. At first there was nothing but as the skin to skin contact grew he found his eyes darkening to more of a deep blue then the normal green blue they were. He looked back at Lear and his mouth released a totally out of character sentence.

“ Ohi, s**t head, come on I got pleases to be and you aint helping!.” The teacher’s eyes went wide and he clamped a hand over his lips before jerking his body away from the other person in his cell.

[Akreno]

Kristopher Phantom /

The Iitzy Bitzy Spider
XXXXWent up the
XXXXXXXXXX Water spout

Kris moved over to greet Butler with a rather cocky grin in place. “ Oh we know you’re the only one I want to touch me.” he spoke suggestively though in the end he was just being his normal cocky self. “and of course I missed you, why would I go and see his “ at which he jerked his finger at Lear “Ugly a** face when I can come see yours?” he moved over to the other Kristopher and clamped his hand down on the man’s shoulder “We even got the same name imagine that.” he laughed almost mockingly as he tilted his head and looked at Butler. The guy, to him at least, was probably the sexiest thing to walk the earth.

Not that he would admit that to anyone besides his own little mind. His eyes shifted to Lear and he was about to open his mouth and say something when the other piped up. He frowned and watched as his hand was pushed off and the teacher moved away. He frowned, unsure of what just happened but at the same point curious.

Why had the other Kristopher sound like he did when they clearly had different personalities?



Down Came the Rain.

[Simply Spiff]

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Ah... they were so loud. Bickering like hormone stricken women... Leastwise, they were distracted... Nisuei was within a lab built in the upper levels of the building. These levels were off limits to most people, so he was usually reachable only by an intercom. Numerous animals sat in cells up here, most foaming at the mouth like they had rabies... How beautiful, they were waiting to tear anyone not him or his team to pieces~! Hmm... now, who would be the first victim. Lear was especially nosey, but with his lady in waiting, Butler... It'd be difficult. Oh how he'd love to screw the man's life over~ Maybe he'd keep an eye on him when the virus really started pounding down, and tear his friends away first.

He wanted his dear sister's advice. Maybe she'd be able to cook something devious up. Getting onto the headset linked to his lovely secretary, Rhoad, he called her.
"Dear Miss. Rhoad~ You're needed in my lab a moment."

[Akreno]

R.H.O.A.D.

Twinkle Twinkle
XXXXLittle Star
XXXXXXXXXXHow I wonder

Blue pigtails twirled around as a pale figure leaned back. She crossed her legs, digging her heels into the soft and rather warm foot rest. A bright blue headset rested across her head, a small speaker in front of her mouth. A soft beeping sound entered her thoughts and she sighed, kicking her foot stool. She turned her head and lifted a hand. She pressed a button and answered her phone “City morgue, you stab em we bag em. I‘m you‘re receptionist Rhoad, how may I assist you this evening?”

She listened as she received Nisuei’s instructions. “Be right down.” Rhoad stood, kicking her foot rest to the side. It whimpered as she did so then stood and walked out of the room. Servants were so nice sometimes. She smiled happily and removed the headset. She set it on the desk, grabbed her lab coat and headed over to the elevator. She stepped inside. She stuck her key into a lock placed beside the numbers. Once she t turned the key she was asked for identification, witch she supplied with her id, eye scan and hand print. Once granted access she was brought to the top floor where she entered.

Rhoad poked around the caged animals and when she approached they would quiet and rub against the side of the cage. She stuck her finger in the cage and began to pet the creature before she smiled “There’s a good Sugar, make sure to do mommy proud.” she pulled her finger out and poked her head around the corner

“What can I do for you today?” she questioned with a bit of pip in her voice.





What You Are.

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XXXXXXι ∂ση't ¢αяє ωнαt уσυ ѕαу

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Eventually, he saw Rhoad coming in. Soon circling the woman, he inspected her a moment to ensure nothing was wrong. Stopping infront of the female, he spoke with a smile. "Hello~ Tonight's the night. How should we go about this? Is there any specific way you wanted this little event?" Seeing as she was his first patient technically, he wanted to know what her opinion would be first. Be it on the facility to stop contact to the police, or otherwise... he had his minions set up infected rats in numerous other stations to start a mass panic, but he wanted to know who he should release first.

From the police dogs in the lab to the few waiting downstairs rather dangerously close to the little fussy group. Everything so far, was a few button presses away, seeing as he had long set established foot holds during his first testing.

[Akreno]

R.H.O.A.D.

Twinkle Twinkle
XXXXLittle Star
XXXXXXXXXXHow I wonder

Rhoad didn’t move, she just let the man go about his thing. Then she was asked what she wanted. She tilted her head and frowned a bit in thought. She reached up and touched her eye patch. The softest silk just made her body tingle with desire. In the end she lowered her hands and placed them behind her back. She leaned forward in a mock boy and smiled “ I want to play with them Nissy. “ It would be to simple to just go easy and attack them directly, no she wanted to see how the people reacted, how fast they moved their bodies and of course if they could solve the puzzle or not. [..b] “Lets hit the shopping district, the one right by the library. There is a promising specimen in that area.”

The woman walked around the room, shifting her gaze from creature to creature. She stopped and opened a cage, pulling out a rather sickly looking rat. It was large in her hands but it just curled up against her body and rubbed its head up and down. “ I think Sugar here would be the best.” She looked over at the male and gave her cutest smile, which was slightly sadistic to most people but she thought it looked cute.

The rat moved up her arm and crawled onto her shoulder where it curled its body around her neck. “ I want to taste that Lear though. He looks delicious.”






What You Are.

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So... she wanted to play with them huh? A game of cat and mouse would be fun indeed... Of course, he'd ensure this wasn't last he saw of them. "Does he now? Well alright. Be sure and play with your food~ I want to see a show dearest. You just need to tell me how you want him. I could bring him up here, let them run around a little~ or leave them locked in. "

At the rat in question, he nodded slowly. So that would be the beginning... It looked so, un epic~ But she wanted that one. It'd be done. "Oh? Well, alright then." Moving back to his control booth, Nisuei had let his hand rest on the button, having not yet pushed it until instructed further. Hearing the downstairs bugs, it sounded like two of the men wanted out. No one would leave until a decision was made. The button he was readying to press, was one that opened all holding cell doors automatically, but locked the whole downstairs. this left the whole upper floor untouched. "Right, the library~ We could take the elevator when ready."