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I Will Choose ... to be me. No syndicate no government. A contractor.
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Nineteen
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX male
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX Rain | Coffee | Thunder
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX Fires | Swimming | Organizations
- Jhaendrylar
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I Will Choose ... Neutral contractor.
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Nineteen
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Female
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX Pink | Gems | Ice Cream
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX Darkness | Spicy food | Tears
- Butterfly_MAGNET
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I Will Choose ... Syndicate Spy
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Twenty two
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Male
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX Deep blue | independence | sniping
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX kids | brightness | teamwork
- Keneko_kitty741
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I Will Choose ... The Government
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Seventeen
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Female
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX flowers | animals | bloodshed
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX snakes | mean people | confinement
- Arethusa Valek
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I Will Choose ... Activist Against Contractors
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Nineteen
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Female
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX Americ | Junk Food | Techology
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX Racism | Being Stereotyped | Drunkards
- Chiibi Kitsune
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I Will Choose ... Syndicate Spy
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Twenty One
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Male
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX oranges | Thunder | Work
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX Drinking | time wasting | Waiting
- Jhaendrylar
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I Will Choose ... Contractor for the better!
Candles on the Cake?XXXXXXX Twenty
My mommy told me I was this!XXXXXXX Male
Happiness In a Jar:XXXXXXX Children | Fire | Spicy foods
Don't make me smack you....XXXXXXX Cold weather | evil | My brother Miles
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It's been too long...
Since I felt Joy in this miserable existence.
Juno walked the streets of New york as he had been for the past twenty years. Not much had changed unless you count an entire change in the population of the world and every single human being afraid of all the others. There were contractors every where and no one to regulate them. The government and the Syndicate were wiping eachother off the face of the map and those stuck in between were targeted by the government or killed by the syndicate. "a Dark world we live in now don't you think?" Juno spoke to himself occasionally he could feel slight rain coming from the dreary sky. "I guess the stars wont be out tonight either." Juno lifted the hood up on his jacket and continued towards his current objective. It wasn't always but sometimes people needed people to die and today was one of those days. It could have been the syndicate who sent him that letter the government or the local law but whoever sent him that message needed a murderer brought to justice or killed. Juno wasn't about to let up the offer of ten grand go to waste. "Here we go." A flashing neon sign marked the entrance to the street side bar. He stepped in and nodded at the bar keep. There was barely a soul in sight so that meant Juno would have to wait for his current objective to arrive. After a few hours a tall young looking lady came in a quick scan of her face he knew she was the one. He finished his drink in a quick swig and stumbled up to her pretending to be drunk. a drunken kiss passed between us and she had only ten seconds to live. "See ya another time." Juno stumbled out of the bar before regaining composure and strolling away towards his home.
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↘ ↘ Mylia ♫ Renie ♫ Devonna ↙ ↙┏ I can't even love ... yet I love more than you monsters can!┛
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The rain swirled around the young girl as she ran down the street. The street was dark, only one light lit up at the end. She looked back often and her breath was staggered. The girl slipped on a wet rock and went pummeling to the ground. Her blonde hair fell around her into the wet puddles. She sobbed quietly as she heard footsteps approaching. I didn't do anything! Why are you trying to hurt me?! She tried to yell, but couldn't. Her voice wasn't alive anymore. The two men caught up to her and jerked her up off the pavement by her hair. The one not grabbing her grinned maliciously. "Hey honey. We just want you to come with us. Big Papa will take good care of you." She yelped and grabbed at her skull, her nails digging dip into the more muscular man's hands. He dropped her and groaned in pain. "You b***h! Quick! Grab her before she gets away! Kamiza needs her desperately!" The other one, not cringing in pain reached after the little girl as she scuttled to her feet and ran as fast as she could. He was more large around the belly, and had a difficult time catching up with the little blonde one. He stopped and placed his hands on his knees breathing heavily. The muscular man ran up behind him and stopped, punching the fat guy in his jaw. "What the ********! You let her go?!" The girl looked back as the men faded into the distance. Her tears stopped as she realized she got away.
That had been two years ago. It was Renie's first night in America. She had escaped from her prison in Russia, discovered her power to control water, and fled. She had swam all the way from England to America in just a week. It didn't hurt her ... only made her stronger in her power. In that week she also changed. She split her personality in half to protect herself and developed a crueler, doll like personality, named Mylia. Renie was a little frightened of Mylia, but told herself that if she didn't let Mylia take control when she was in danger, then she would die. Renie couldn't die though ... she had to find out what happened to her parents. She had to find out what went wrong. After that incident in America, she realized fully how dangerous it was to be out in the open. She had listened to the radio, read the halographic newspapers, everything. She was called a contractor. A human who was affected by some "radioactivity", as the government called it, and became more powerful than the average human. Although she despised the government she was grateful that they could supply her a name for herself. At least now she knew what she was. She also had a warrent out for her "arrest". She didn't know why... but she knew that the government wanted her kind.
Not only did she have to deal with government lackies constantely trying to creepily capture her, but there was a new group that had formed last year ... the Syndicates. They were less to know about, as they were so secretive that no information about them was leaked to the public. She did know this though: they were spies, and they wanted her. Alive.
A shiver went down Renie's spine as she walked down Time's square. It was drizzling, and the wind whipped past her, stinging her ears with cold. Her teeth clattered, something she loved, for the noise entertained her. "I-it's s-soo c-c-c-cold!" There weren't many people out and about times square nowaddays. Most people spent their time indoors, with their precious machines. Renie looked about, to make sure no one was spying on her. She hadn't felt any eyes on her, but she still needed to make sure.
Why was she even outside? Well ... she had gotten a note under her door this morning. She lived in an apartment hidden deep within Central Park. Well ... what used to be central park. It's now just a metal dome. The note had said this:
Come to the times square broadway street at twelve. Come alone, and don't lead anyone on either. When you get to broadway, flip your hand upside down, and you'll have your questions answered.
She had no clue what it could've been from, but she prayed it was some fellow companion contractors. She hadn't seen another contractor her entire life. Mylia had protested going to the meeting, thinking it was a syndicate trap. Renie, however, disagreed. Syndicate members would have been more .... over the top with it. Mylia finally gave in and let Renie go. So here she was, in Times Square. She stepped onto broadway and flipped her hand like requested. A whistle was faintly heard to her left. She looked over at the Winter Garden theatre building and saw a blue-green flag go around the corner in the alleyway next to the theatre. Her heart fluttered. She needed friends if she was going to complete her mission. She wanted to set her kind free. It made her cry that contractors were actually being comissioned to do dirty work .. and "punish" innocent people by violent means. She didn't want that to happen, so that's why she vowed to bring down the government and syndicate and let the contractors rise above.
Her pace quickened and she turned the corner where she saw the flag. A young girl with bright green hair climbed down a man-hole and gestured Renie to follow. She eagerly did, her curiousity now taking over. Renie disregarded the smell of the sewers, and climbed down the ladder into the manhole. It was darker than black underground, but the young girl with green hair lit up a candle. The light filled the space and Renie saw that the girl had a very pretty face, underneath all of the dirt and grime. The girl smiled and said "welcome Renie. Come this way." Renie followed eagerly down the sewer pipe. They turned many turns, and Renie was sure they were lost until they walked into a large circular room. Renie gasped as she stepped into the bright light and saw many faces. Some smiled at her as she entered, some were emotionless. Renie stepped down the wet steps, her shoes squeaking, and was greeted by a man who's age she couldn't determine. He wasn't young... but he wasn't old. Renie was ... excited that there were so many people. She assumed that most of them were contractors, and finally felt at home.
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I am feeling ⇝ Excited I am with ⇝ A small group of Contractors I am here ⇝ in an undergound sewer meeting
How dare you lie to me
How dare you treat me like the monster
You're the one who kills
You're the one who sickens
You're the one we hate
How dare you treat me like the monster
You're the one who kills
You're the one who sickens
You're the one we hate